"Born man, where do you come from?"

With this question, Liu Qinghuan's sword intent of life and death, which was sealed in the reverse birth bamboo in the sea, suddenly trembled slightly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was shocked, took two steps back, and instead of answering the other party's words, he asked, "Who are you?"

"Me?" The other party smiled, his appearance did not change in the slightest from the young man covered in blood before, but his eyes looked old: "I am naturally Fang Zixuan, a person from Linxi Town." ”

Liu Qinghuan was silent for a few moments, and then asked, "Why did you show me those pictures before?"

Fang Zixuan sighed: "That's not what I showed you, but it will be repeated every night, and you just happened to encounter it." As long as the people who die in the ruins of no return, they will keep repeating the memories of their lives and constantly experience death. ”

Liu Qinghuan stared at him suspiciously: "Everyone else is not sane, why are you the only one?"

The other party plucked the strings lightly a few times, and said in a calm tone: "Because I am unwilling." ”

Liu Qinghuan remembered the pictures he saw, so he decided not to ask any more.

The other party said after a long while: "You don't have to be afraid, I only have a little soul power left, and I can't do anything to you." You'd better go into town if you don't want to be swallowed up in the darkness outside. ”

Liu Qinghuan looked back, at this time the sky was already dark, the darkness was like a quagmire that swallowed everything, and the four fields were filled with a strange atmosphere. He thought about it, strode over the yellow cypress tree, and walked into the town.

Fang Zixuan half-floated on the ruins and didn't move: "You have asked so many questions, is it time to answer my question?"

Liu Qinghuan stopped a few feet away from him: "I'm from the outside world." ”

The other party nodded: "Where are you going?"

Liu Qinghuan suddenly thought of a possibility, the other party must have been in the ruins of no return for a long time, is he familiar with the situation here?

He said tentatively, "I'm going to the general's mound." It's said there's a teleportation circle, you know?"

"Teleportation circle, is this what you're looking for?"

"Yes. Liu Qinghuan said.

"There is one. ”

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be overjoyed, but heard the other party say again: "However, you can't get there." ”

"Ah, why?"

"Because it is the general's grave, the most dangerous place in the ruins. To get there, you have to pass through the Crow Ridge, which was once the main battlefield, and then there are mass graves, and the deepest part is the general's grave. ”

Liu Qinghuan flipped out the map: "No, there is only one swamp near the general's mound, how can there be any crow ridge." ”

Fang Zixuan glanced at the map, stretched out a translucent finger and nodded at the place where the general's grave was marked: "This one here is fake." ”

Fingers moved to the far corner of the south side: "Here, it's true, and the teleportation circle is also here." ”

Liu Qinghuan didn't expect that he would go in the wrong direction, but the other party didn't know whether what he said was true or false, which made him hesitate.

He still expressed his gratitude to the other party: "Thank you seniors for your advice." Well, do you know where that teleportation circle is going?"

Fang Zixuan smiled: "Back then, I was just a low-level cultivator, how could I know such a confidential matter. ”

Liu Qinghuan wanted to ask again, but when he saw Fang Zixuan start playing the guqin again, he could only shut up.

The sound of the piano was like a cry, and it came out faintly far away.

Liu Qinghuan's heart gradually quieted down.

This Fang Zixuan, who only had only weak soul power left, really didn't seem to have any malice, on the contrary, his piano sound also had a soothing effect, comforting those souls who were wandering in pain.

As the night grew darker, a spell of light suddenly flashed in the sky, and the sound of fierce fighting broke the dead silence.

The sound of the piano was still not in a hurry, and Fang Zixuan's vicissitudes of life sounded again, repeatedly chanting the song that asked about the non-return.

The song guided the people in the distance to keep coming closer to this place, and the shouting became clearer and clearer.

Liu Qinghuan stood still and didn't move, his divine sense swept away, and he couldn't find where the other party's enemy was.

Two petite figures rolled from the darkness into the ruins of the town, one of them fell to the ground and let out a muffled grunt of pain, and the other jumped up from the ground with great agility, threw himself to her side and said anxiously, "Sister, how are you?"

"It's fine, I just got caught. The nun was helped up, she was dressed in a blue dress, and one of her forearms was dripping with blood.

The other person was wearing a goose yellow shirt, and he was so anxious that he burst into tears: "It's all my fault, if I didn't have to travel at night, sister, you wouldn't be hurt." ”

The blue-clothed female cultivator comforted her warmly, and her bright and sharp gaze fell on Liu Qinghuan and Fang Zixuan: "Those things don't seem to be able to enter this ruin, we are safe for the time being." ”

The yellow-clothed nun finally saw that there were still people here, and the long sword in her hand was guarded across her chest, and she shouted in a coquettish voice: "Who are you?!"

Liu Qinghuan didn't answer, and sat in a corner with her eyes lowered, as if she didn't see them.

Instead, Fang Zixuan spoke: "Shengren, where are you from?"

The two women glanced at each other, and the yellow-clothed nun stood in front of the blue-clothed nun and glared at Fang Zixuan: "You don't care who we are." But you, are you a ghost?"

Fang Zixuan smiled: "I'm not a ghost either. If you don't dislike it, the two girls should rest here for the night, and remember not to rush at night in the future, you will encounter many unimaginable things. ”

"Oh?" asked the blue-clothed nun "Do you know what attacked us? They are so elusive that we didn't even see each other for a long time. ”

"Because those are ghosts. Fang Zixuan said: "Under the cover of the night, it is almost difficult to see their shadows. ”

The yellow-clothed female cultivator came closer and looked at Fang Zixuan's body: "Are you also a ghost?"

"I am. ”

"What do you mean? Yes, yes, no, no!"

Liu Qinghuan raised his head, but saw that Fang Zixuan no longer answered, but began to play the piano.

Seeing that the other party no longer paid attention to her, the yellow-clothed nun turned her attention to Liu Qinghuan: "Who are you?"

"Fifth sister. The blue-clothed nun pulled her: "Don't be so rude. ”

She smiled gently at Liu Qinghuan: "Daoyou, my name is Yue Weiyang, this is my sister Yue Xi, and I haven't asked Daoyou for your name?"

"Yunqing. ”

Seeing that Liu Qinghuan looked unwilling to deal with people, the two girls didn't say anything more and stepped aside. The yellow-clothed female cultivator named Yue Xi turned around and snorted, "Sister, it's obvious that the other party is rude." It was as cold as ice, as if someone loved to talk to him. ”

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This night, Liu Qinghuan closed his eyes and pondered. After five years of sealing the bamboo, the sword intent of life and death has never moved so suddenly as it is today. It's just that he can't think of the reason for it for the time being, but there are some guesses.

The sister surnamed Yue found a corner to rest in a corner that blocked the view from this side, while Fang Zixuan had been playing the piano.

When the darkness receded slightly, Fang Zixuan suddenly spoke, "Yun Daoyou." ”

Liu Qinghuan looked at him questioningly.

"Yun Daoyou, do you still want to go to the General's Tomb?"

"Yes. ”

"If possible, can you help me kill someone?"