The sky is getting late, and the skeleton-white wall glows with a hazy halo.
A group of five people walked around the city wall for a long time before arriving at the entrance to the north gate.
Cheng Yuan compared the map scroll and looked at the scenery inside the north entrance.
What catches the eye are still the broken eaves and broken walls, but the difference is that these stone rubbles are covered with a thin layer of turquoise.
"What is that?" Lin Jialuo stepped forward, and just as he was about to cross the city gate, he was pulled back by Ji Qiuyu.
"Can't we go in now?"
Lin Jialuo was puzzled: "What's wrong? If you don't go in, it will get dark. After dark, it will be much more dangerous outside than during the day."
"Baisha Castle is very particular about entering the city." Ji Qiuyu leaned down and placed her black turtle on the white sand.
Xuangui shrank his head in an instant and refused to come out no matter how she greeted him.
"What's the point?" Lin Jialuo asked.
"There has always been a rule for entering the city in Baisha Castle: open the east gate at Chen time, the south gate at noon, enter the west gate at You time, and pass through the north gate at Zi time. We are standing outside the north gate now, so we should enter at Zi time."
Lin Jialuo said: "The city is in ruins, why do you still care about these broken rules?"
"This is wrong. The city is not broken until the wall falls down!"
"Who!"
The five people looked around, but found no trace of anyone. They all gathered in a circle and looked around cautiously.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, kid, what are you afraid of? We don't eat people either." This time, his voice was much rougher.
Everyone immediately looked around and saw two skulls hanging above their heads with red light in their eye sockets.
"Ah! Ghost!"
Lin Jialuo's legs trembled and he almost fell to his knees.
Others are not much better, who knew that even skulls can talk these days.
Cheng Yan looked intently and found a faint gray mist exuding from the two skulls.
"It's the remnant soul!"
"The Dao soul is okay, don't say it's disabled." The skull on the left said seriously.
Not so with the one on the right: "Jiejie, at last this kid has some knowledge."
"I wonder who these two seniors are? Why are they here?"
The reason why he is called senior is because Cheng Yan feels that the auras of these two remnant souls are of the same origin as this city, or that they should have been people from Baisha Castle during their lifetime.
"Want to know?" said the skull on the right.
Cheng Yan nodded.
Lin Jialuo shook his head and looked at Yu Zimao.
Otherwise, they should run away first as a sign of respect?
"It's a long story. I've been hungry for so long that I don't have the energy to speak - we have to eat before we can talk!" The skull opened its mouth wide and fell towards them at a high speed.
Several people retreated together.
But Cheng Yuan stepped forward to greet him without saying a word.
"Ayun, be careful!"
Ji Qiuyu woke up the turtle and was about to step forward, but was stunned by the next scene.
But Cheng Yan took out a handful of spiritual stones from a storage bag and threw them, hitting the skull in the big mouth.
The skull's mouth closes and bites up and down, making a 'click, click' sound.
All the spiritual stones were eaten up in a short time.
In Cheng Yan's eyes, the thin layer of gray fog became much thicker.
“Delicious!”
Cheng Yan followed suit and stuffed it again.
One feeds and the other eats, this scene is strangely harmonious.
"Ah, this -" Lin Jialuo glanced at the very 'reserved' skull above.
"Senior, how about you take some too?" Lin Jialuo tentatively took out a handful of spiritual stones.
"It's disrespectful."
As expected, the skull on the left also flew down, but it was much more graceful when eating. It opened its mouth wide and sucked all the stones into the skull without making any chewing sounds.
The more spiritual stones he fed, and when Cheng Yan's face turned darker and darker, the skull finally burped.
"I haven't had such a feast for a long time." The skull yawned and flew back to the city gate.
The other one soon returned to its place.
"Two seniors, can we talk now?"
"Hey, eating people is soft-spoken, but taking advantage of others is short-handed. I'll tell you about it while it's still early." The skull on the right has a red light in its eyes.
"The old man's name was Gong when he was alive. What does Gong mean?"
The skeleton on the left said: "Gong Shan."
"Oh, Jiejie, I know you still remember." Gongshan laughed strangely: "Unlike me, no one even remembers your last name."
"When you died, your head fell to the ground and was smashed."
"Hey, you old man, haven't you been pierced by thousands of arrows?"
"You're already dead, how do you know?"
"Hey? That's right, how did the old man know? Who told me, it was that boy last time? What was that boy's name? I don't remember... Oops, why don't you remember?"
Gongshan let out a painful roar, and then just kept struggling with this problem, constantly asking who that kid was.
The skull on the left sighed: "Don't pay attention to him. His brain is not good and he won't get better for a while. I'll let you know."
Hearing this, Cheng Yuan and others felt inexplicably sad, but with just a few words, they could already see how tragic the war situation was.
Several people sat back-to-back under the city gate, taking some time to pay attention to their surroundings.
"I am a Taoist from Yangchun, a guard of Baisha Castle, and I and Gong Shan have guarded the north gate of Baisha Castle for five hundred years.
Died in that battle.
But I don’t know why our remnant souls are still on this head.
By the time the two of us woke up, the city had long been reduced to ruins.
As the sun rises and sets, I have been with Gong Shan for hundreds of years. At first, I could wander around and absorb some spiritual energy in the city, but later I could only maintain the status quo and plunder some spiritual objects from the monks who passed by.
The boy Gong Shan was talking about was a young man who was being hunted everywhere three hundred years ago. On a whim, the two of us took him to hide deep in the ruins and avoid disaster. Before the boy left, he
All his spiritual things have been left to us.
Three hundred years have passed like this, and if you don't come, I and Gong Shan will probably not be able to see the sun for a few more days."
After learning the story of these two city gate guards, Ji Qiuyu said: "Senior Yangchun, are there really only two people with residual souls left in this entire city?
There are so many heads on this whole white wall...so many seniors."
"Maybe there is, but I have never met before," Taoist Yangchun said quietly.
Cheng Yuanchi asked: "I wonder what the two seniors were like during their lifetimes?"
"I have just broken through the golden elixir. He said that the golden elixir is in the middle stage."
Lin Jialuo took a breath: "Thousands of years ago, the guards of the West Pole had to be in the Golden Core realm? Now a foundation-building monk can become a city patrol guard."
"That's not the case. I remember that there were often wars in those years, so I asked Jindan to act as a guard to be on guard at all times."
"What kind of war caused the destruction of Baisha City?" Yan Chu asked aloud.
"Thousands of years have passed, why do you, a little girl, still care about this?"
Ji Qiuyu on the side replied: "She is the young city lord of my Immortal Qi Sect."
"Young City Lord, no wonder, no wonder. You can rest assured that the culprit back then has been killed by me, the City Lord, at the cost of self-destructing his soul.
As for what you want to know, when you enter, enter by yourself. Whether you can find the answer you want depends on your own ability."
Regarding other matters in the city, the city guard still adheres to the principle of not disclosing...
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