Xu Sheng heard an extremely weak sound. In the dark and strange "stone forest", his hair stood on end and his heart burst with fear.
He suppressed his breathing and looked around hurriedly. However, there was nothing unusual as far as he could see.
"What was the sound just now? Did I hear it wrong?" Xu Sheng was in shock for a while, and murmured with suspicion.
"Boohoo!"
"Who the hell? Who is it?" Xu Sheng's heart was in his throat. People are sometimes more afraid of the unknown than death. Some people can regard death as home and ignore life and death; but in the face of
When dangers are unfathomable and unimaginable, you will still feel uncontrollable fear.
This is probably a common characteristic of life.
However, what is really important is how to overcome fear. You must know that fear alone is useless when facing the unknown.
"Huh-huh-"
Xu Sheng gasped for air, his breathing becoming extremely heavy due to extreme panic.
"Boohoo!"
It was still the same voice, too small and too weak; if it hadn't been repeated several times, Xu Sheng would have really doubted whether he heard it wrong. With such a loudness, few people in the world would be able to recognize it.
It is in this "dark forest", in this completely silent place, that I can barely be heard and noticed by others.
Now, Xu Sheng has been imprisoned in the darkness for so long that his sensitivity to sounds has far exceeded that of ordinary people.
"Am I scared?"
Xu Sheng asked himself, suddenly slapped his thigh, gritted his teeth and said: "I'm so scared! Didn't I already think about it before I died? If you're not afraid of death, why should you be afraid of this little sound? Maybe I'm already dead, and the worst is possible.
Just die once."
Xu Sheng thought of this and immediately regained most of his courage.
"Come out, who are you? I have no fear, young master!" Xu Sheng shouted. He didn't know whether the subtle sound was made by a living creature, let alone whether the "sounding thing" could understand human speech. He shouted like this.
In order to be brave, it is also a test.
However, no one responded, and the world returned to silence.
"Damn"
Xu Sheng cursed secretly and looked around. After a long time, he set off on the road again, following every step and being extremely cautious.
"Boohoo!"
When the sound came again, Xu Sheng stopped and listened, but still found nothing.
He started again, but after walking no more than three or five steps, the sound started again.
"Boohoo!"
The same sound, but it seems a little clearer,
"This is the direction, the sound is coming from this way." Xu Sheng was a little surprised, stopped, and after calming down, moved towards the direction he was looking for.
It wasn't that he was brave. In such a dark and lonely place, he really couldn't see any hope. Although the sound was a bit strange, it might not be a turning point.
To put it another way, what if it is not a turning point but a danger? The worst case scenario is death. For Xu Sheng, death is not unacceptable.
It would be better to die happily than to live in "darkness and loneliness" forever.
Moreover, he is a dying person and has been relying on the old blind man to continue his life. Death is not that far away for him. Furthermore, he is seriously injured, lonely, with disabled hands, and is entangled in many strange things.
, death is probably a kind of relief.
"I shouldn't be dead yet? In other words, I'm not completely dead yet." Xu Sheng pinched his face and could still clearly feel his presence.
"Although my body fell in the thunderstorm, my consciousness was brought here by an unnamed force. Before, I had forgotten myself for a time, but just when I was about to completely forget everything, that is, when I really died, some
The strange sound woke me up and allowed me to regain my memory; I should still be alive now." Xu Sheng murmured in a low voice, making a guess.
In his eyes, death should be the double annihilation of body and spirit. Now that his consciousness still exists and his spirit is still there, how can he be called dead? At the very least, his consciousness is still "alive". If this can also be called death, then
He stayed in the "Dark Forest" no less than a hundred times. Could it be possible that he died a hundred times?
"Boohoo!"
The sound became louder and louder, and gradually turned into a "whirring" sound; at the same time, he also felt a hint of coldness.
This is...wind!
Yes, it's the wind. This is the sound of the wind, there is wind in this place!
"That's it." Xu Sheng suddenly realized: "The dark forest does not have wind and thunder everywhere, it is divided. I was in a windless land before, but this should be where I was earlier.
, a place I have visited many times.”
He already understood, and at the same time, he became more convinced that this was a constructed idea. It was obvious that there was some "person" or other "thing" that was secretly interfering with all of this.
"The wind here is too light." Xu Sheng tried hard to calm down his ups and downs in his mind, mustered up all his energy, and moved forward with determination.
However, after taking a few steps, he stopped and stood there blankly, his eyes splitting.
In front of him, there was a stone tablet with three big characters "bloody" on it.
"Sheng...men...or...?"
Xu Sheng hesitated and stared intently. The writing was too ancient, so he could only guess based on the shape. Fortunately, writings from ancient times were related to inheritance, so it was not completely impossible to understand.
When you reach the Sheng... gate and pass through it, is it the Place of Sheng?
Xu Sheng barely suppressed his excitement, gritted his teeth, and strode forward.
"Oh! Someone really can come over here!"
"What sound?!"
Xu Sheng almost jumped up, he was really frightened. He looked around and saw that there seemed to be a square platform in front of him.
That's...?!
"boom"
The square platform suddenly lit up, and a raging fire broke out all around.
It was so bright that the surroundings suddenly seemed like daylight. Xu Sheng's vision suddenly opened up. He finally adjusted his gaze and looked at the table. There was a person sitting on it!
Like a ghost!
Dressed in white, with an overly slender body, a bloodless, dough-like face, and red lips stained with blood.
It’s closer to a ghost than a human being!
"Who are you?" Xu Sheng asked in a trembling voice, his calves spinning.
"This is the gate of life and death. I am here, so naturally I am the gatekeeper." This "person", no, the ghost in white said with a smile, his eyes were scary and his tone was cold.
"Gatekeeper! That means you guard this gate and don't let others... pass... right?"
"Yes, are you really able to reverse life and death and live from death by just walking on some random paths?" The ghost in white chuckled, "But how did you get here? What is your weak willpower?
How do you support you to go so far?"
As the white-clothed ghost spoke, he stretched out Senbai's right hand. The arm could actually spread and elongate. Looking closely at the palm, there were no flesh and blood lines on it, and it was just a pale skull!
"roll"
Xu Sheng reprimanded angrily, but the skeletal hand was already close to his chest.
"No wonder" said the ghost in white: "It turned out to be blessed by great power. But in front of me, even great power is of no use."
The ghost in white frowned and exerted a little force. Xu Sheng felt that something was being pulled out of his body, which was extremely painful.
"puff--!"
The old blind man in the temple was vomiting blood, his hands moved faster, and his voice became louder.
"Hey! It's not an ordinary power, it has touched the holy realm." The white-clothed ghost looked surprised, then raised his eyebrows and said sternly: "So what? Below the saints, all are ants."
"ah!"
Xu Sheng screamed, and he clearly felt two forces fighting within his body, one was cold and the other was pure.
"You haven't been punished yet? Do you still dare to resist?" The white-clothed ghost shouted sharply: "What qualifications do the chess pieces that have been eliminated have to survive? You are not a human being, why don't you want to return to where you came from?"
"What are you talking about?"
In the severe pain, Xu Sheng was still conscious. When he heard what the ghost in white said, he was shocked and couldn't help but ask.
"Loser, you don't deserve to know the truth." The ghost in white closed his eyes and stretched out his other hand.
Using both hands together, the power was even greater than before, and the pain Xu Sheng endured also increased. He could feel that the pure power had fallen behind and was gradually being completely suppressed.
"don't want!"
Xu Sheng was horrified. He understood that when the power of purity was completely lost, it would be the moment of his true death, death in the true sense, the double destruction of body and consciousness.
"don't want!"
Xu Sheng shouted in his heart. Now after experiencing all this, his thoughts have changed and he no longer thinks about relief.
He was unwilling to die like this.
What does it matter if you are a destined person? In short, everything is under the control of others.
Death is terrible; but what is even more terrible is that it is unclear and inexplicable as a chess piece, dying inexplicably to fulfill some purpose of fulfilling others.
Really unwilling to do so.
"I can die, but not now. I want to know the truth, and I want the person who caused the situation to pay the price." Xu Sheng roared, his eyes burning with anger.
"It's just you?!" The ghost in white was stunned for a moment, then laughed up to the sky, and said coldly: "There may not be many chess pieces like you in the same era, but cumulatively in all eras, I don't know how many there are. There has never been anyone
It has never been possible to escape this situation. You have been eliminated, use your consciousness to give back to this world."
"I don't!"
"You have no choice." The ghost in white smiled slyly.
"well"
The old blind man sighed softly, put down his erhu, and looked solemn. He first glanced at the stiff body of Xu Sheng, then looked at the shriveled and blackened "fat monk", and tremblingly took out a golden stone from his arms.
bead!
"Can the Buddha's relics reverse life and death?" The old blind man said to himself, and then used his cultivation to pull Xu Sheng up out of thin air, and drove a relic into his chest with his backhand. Visible to the naked eye, Xu Sheng's whole body was covered with blood in an instant.