Hu Tao felt only wisps of warmth coming from her body, and then there was the solid feeling of stepping on the ground. When she opened her eyes again, the surrounding scenery was completely new.
Not far away from the two of them was a cave entrance emitting light yellow warm light. Hutao glanced at Famas's waist strangely, and then nodded in understanding.
The Eye of God used by Famas to disguise itself shimmers red, while the Evil Eye hidden around his waist has a dim appearance.
"As Munata's general, it is normal and reasonable for me to have a fire-element God's Eye."
Famas spread his hands, then patted Walnut's little head, and then strode towards the light source.
"Humph..."
Hutao touched the hexagonal hat on his head, flashed through the shadows like a butterfly, and caught up with Famas in front.
The two gradually stepped into a huge space exposed to strong light.
Famas squinted his eyes slightly, waiting for his pupils to adapt to the light, and then carefully observed the "place between life and death" that he had long sensed.
He was standing in front of a dead tree trunk, with golden light like the setting sun in the sky, surrounded by smoke and clouds, and mountains. In front of him, an arch bridge made of bluestone spanned both banks of the Yun River, and the banks were full of red flowers.
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"This is the border."
Hutao took a long breath and began to look around, as if searching for something.
Although she knew that there would not be the fat old man she was looking forward to here, Hutao would still subconsciously look around every time she returned to the border.
"Over there is the sea of flowers on the other side."
"From the place where the earth's veins are disordered, walk onto Huangquan Road, and as you walk along, you will see a sea of red flowers."
"The weather here is always dusk. In the sea of flowers on the other side is the road to death. If you walk through the sea of flowers, reach the intersection at the end, and cross over, you will have passed away."
Hu Tao tried her best to smile, but she couldn't hide her disappointed look.
"Is this the place of the dead?"
Famas gently pressed his palm on the dead ancient tree, quietly feeling the surge coming from the earth.
In the Munata he controls, death is not scary, whether it is the old grass god who can fish the dead souls directly from the earth's veins, the gold that uses alchemy to reshape the body, or even the half-human, half-machine combat soldiers.
The Fire Nation has countless ways to treat and resurrect injured and fallen soldiers.
Naturally, there is no place where life and death meet in Munata. Only souls burned out in battle cannot be resurrected.
What he saw along the way did give Famas some new ideas.
"The existence of borders is not a secret, but it is not suitable to tell the world."
"It's okay for people with the Eye of God. If ordinary people don't have the magic to apply for it, they will have problems if they stay here for a long time."
"Even a spirit body cannot stay here for a long time, otherwise it will lose its memory and become confused."
The breeze from nowhere blew the flower stamens in Yunhai Sea, and the few flower buds close to Famas had already bloomed, and the red flowers bloomed a coquettish bright red.
"Those soldiers are also those who have been stationed at the border for a long time. We must find a way to let them rest in peace."
"So you and Zhongli found me?"
Famas and Hutao moved forward, bypassing the ancient trees supporting the heaven and earth.
"Ahem... You are from Munata, so you probably don't know very well. What the Hall of Rebirth did in the beginning was not funerals, but work similar to that of a doctor."
Hutao put his hands behind his back and kicked forward.
"During the Demon God War, corpses littered the fields, lives were devastated, infectious diseases spread everywhere, and death crazily invaded our world of the living."
"At that time, the Hall of Rebirth was born. As an insignificant human being, it spent a long time driving the plague back."
Hutao's plum blossom eyes dimmed, as if she was thinking of the lives lost due to illness.
Famas clenched his fists and then released them.
As far as he knew, Liyue had also been infected by the plague, and back then, Morax and Gui Zhong managed to control the spread of the plague and curse with their powerful divine power, and survived the extremely cruel Demon God War.
"A long time passed, Liyue Port prospered, everyone was chasing fame and Mora, and finally, a crazy person touched the legacy of death."
"The devil's remnants are raging in the world. I won't mention the specifics. In short, it is self-destruction born at the extreme, and it is also the backlash at the end."
"It took a long, long time after that for the balance to be restored and the boundaries to be drawn, and then there was the Liyue Port, the Rebirth Hall...and me that you see today."
Hutao's eyes became confused and began to wander.
"It turns out that the idle Hall Master Hu can tell such a serious story."
Famas crossed his arms, looked at some illusory spirits on the roadside, and then looked at the girl beside him jokingly.
"Hey, these are the things that the old hall master likes to talk about most. I think I can talk about them better than them."
"Forget it if you don't understand it. Shengshengtang is in the funeral business, nothing more."
Hutao puffed up her cheeks in annoyance and took a deep breath.
"It's almost time. Come with me and take you to the land of flames!"
Hearing another new word, Famas asked curiously: "Where is that place?"
"That's where those Munata soldiers are staying! I just thought of a name, so don't ask every sentence, okay?"
Hutao led the way, reaching out from time to time to pluck red flowers blooming in the sea of clouds, and put them into his pocket.
These red flower flowers only grow in the land where life and death meet. After being removed from the rhizomes, they are air-dried, painted, oiled, outlined with skillful brushstrokes, and then left to dry for three days. They can be turned into exquisite ornaments that can be preserved for a long time.
The tentacles are like soft mist and have a delicate fragrance.
Under the leadership of Hu Tao, the two set foot on a suspension bridge that spanned the sea of clouds with no end in sight.
The light of dusk gradually disappeared, replaced by dark gray clouds that filled the sky. The towering stone pillars in the depths of the sea of clouds stood as still as strong pines, with quite an aura that penetrated the universe.
An illusory male figure wearing tattered armor was standing in the middle of the bridge, frowning as he stared at the billowing clouds and mist under the bridge.
The pale short wolf-tail hair is spread loosely on the pleated inner robe painted with exotic patterns. There are traces of repair hidden under the deep color, with a bit of ancient charm, which seems to have been out of touch with the times for a long time, but is gentle.
Long.
Those gray-white eyes were extremely shining, and above the pupils, a pair of sharp horns stood proudly. Unfortunately, a large part of the left branch of the horns was broken off.
What's even more shocking is that this man with a resolute face has a huge scar on the left side of his face.
Hutao and Famas walked through the fog and came to the man.
The man on the bridge also noticed the two of them. He calmly raised his head and stared at the coming people in the distance, waiting for them to approach with a keen eye.