I'm really a life player

Chapter 195 Corpse Mountain (4000-word chapter)
The premise of mourning is that there is still life, but the voices of living people are rarely heard in the mountains and plains.

What comes from the wind is a faint rotten smell, which is the smell of withered life. There are no insects and birds, only the mournful howling of vultures.

Is this the troubled times?

He obviously has nothing to do with those lost lives, but looking at the dead people all over the mountains and plains, he seems to have a new understanding of "people who are not of my race must have different hearts".

Humans are good and bad, so spirit beasts are also good and bad.

Of course he knew that due to the different views of good and evil, many spirit beasts may not regard human beings as beings that can communicate.

But at this moment, Su Yang deeply realized that he is an individual, so he only chooses to look at problems from the perspective of human beings, so even if he has nothing to do with people of this era, he will still feel sad because of it, so And angry, so I want to destroy those monster races.

The wind suddenly became louder, bending the bristlegrass on the roadside, and the tired crowd slowly pushed their comrades, friends, relatives and countless familiar strangers into the big pit with heavy steps. .

After discovering that Su Yang would not hurt them, even their sense of fear gradually disappeared, their faces were numb like the living dead.

No joy, no sorrow, no thoughts, no thoughts, the face of the dead is full of fear in the dying struggle, while the twilight energy of the living is worse than that of the dead.

This suffocating atmosphere made his teeth feel cold even when he was breathing.

Is it hell to live?

Suddenly, he remembered that when he was still in college, when he was communicating with the teacher who taught the knowledge of marine spirit beasts, he asked a question out of his head:
"Teacher, we feed on spirit beasts, seek their origin, and make up for the innate deficiency of the human body. What are we in terms of the world? What are we in terms of spirit beasts? If we want to grow, can we only rely on killing?" ?"

That day, the somewhat chubby female teacher patted him on the shoulder and said something meaningful to herself:
"Don't think too much, when we go hunting spirit beasts, don't put yourself on the moral high ground, remember..."
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Su Yang murmured and repeated the teacher's words: "He who is kind to others is a spirit, whoever is evil with others is a demon, and those who are difficult for ordinary monks to compete with are gods, and we are human from beginning to end. If monks want to achieve long-term success, they must Let them not last long...

Teacher, is this what you want to tell me?In the confrontation between monks and demons, none of the monks is innocent. If we kill the demon, the demon will come to kill us. You and I will eat blood...? "

He looked at the weak figures who were still trying to throw the corpses into the pit one by one, walked over slowly, and grabbed the shoulder of one of the youths:

"Don't stay here anymore, it's pointless, the mountains and plains are full of dead people, what can you do if you stay here?"

In a certain corner of the tidal hills, maybe their brothers and sisters are lying there, but the living still have to go on after all, they understand, but they don't want to go.

The strange young man whose shoulders were being held by him trembled slightly, with a half-crying and half-smiling expression on his face. He looked extremely ugly. His voice was a little choked up, and he said in a dry voice:

"I do not go."

"If you don't leave, you will starve to death here, or do you plan to use the corpses below to satisfy your hunger? They are dead, dead people, and you are still alive. You have to make a choice, even if the choice is painful."

The dry lips of the young man opened, pointing to the corner of the pit dug by them below, his fingers trembling slightly:
"That's my mother who is desperately looking forward to my family and career..."

Then pointed to the side.

"That's my daughter-in-law..."

"My brother..."

"I can't even find where my daughter's body is."

"Little Immortal, I have nothing left. When we passed by you holding the dead body of your loved one, you lowered your head and didn't even dare to look at it. Now you are telling me, let me make a choice."

His voice was like a crow, dull and sharp, and Su Yang gritted his teeth subconsciously.

He raised his head and said in a low voice, "You are still alive."

"Little Immortal, I'm almost out of strength, I can't walk to the big city." His dirty face showed a wistful smile, "You are an immortal, but we are not, our bodies have been imprisoned by those strange forces. Hollowed out."

Su Yang tried his best to force a smile: "It's okay, I have spiritual power, I can help you expel the demon power."

Without giving the young man a chance to refute, he reached out and pressed his body, and the spiritual power in his body was slowly input into his body, and then under Su Yang's astonished expression, the spiritual power disappeared.

The young man sighed and said: "Little Immortal, there were also Immortals in my family's ancestors, so there are many written records. It is the legendary Great Demon Xiangliu, the evil god of Poison Lake, you are too weak."

Su Yang gritted his teeth and said: "Don't worry, I still have many ways. Let me tell you that I and the people in the sect agree with me. I am a talisman master or a geomancy master. I..."

"Little fairy, my family is gone, and I don't want to live in pain." He begged, "You should do your best, if you can't, help us and burn their bodies. There are many beasts in this wilderness. It's on."

Su Yang turned his head to look at the people who had unknowingly gathered around him, their eyes were full of hope, but they were begging for an ending that Su Yang didn't want to see at all.

He was speechless for a long time, turned around and shook his hands: "Let you go."

The young man smiled happily, looked at Su Yang whose back was facing them, nodded, and felt sad for a moment: "In this way, I can also go to see them cleanly."

From the sun rising three poles to the setting sun on the west mountain, far away, he heard the young man who had already lost his footing staggered towards him.

The whitish eye sockets and the ferocious veins crawling up his cheeks like spider webs made him look like a candle in the wind. He took a breath, and then said dully: "I'm sorry."

"it is good."

There was a shriek of mourning in the sky, and a group of strange birds flapped their wings and flew from afar. They smelled the smell of corpses. They were so hungry that they didn't dare to follow the monster army, and they couldn't even take care of it. There were still living people present, swooping down and starting their own feast.

The torn corpses were torn apart, the long intestines were stretched, Gulu's head was kicked away...

Among them, several strange birds rushed towards the pothole.

Hungry, they can even attack the living, let alone the dead who can't struggle.

And the young man standing next to Su Yang seemed to have strength out of thin air, and he picked up the stick that was leaning on his body regardless of grief, trying to protect his family's corpse with all his might.

Su Yang stopped him, and said softly, "Relax."

The next moment, the scorching sword light illuminated the sky under the setting sun, and the bright sword light turned into layers of dense glow, instantly tearing apart the surrounding strange birds.

There was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes, but the moon shadow sword energy was redder than blood in the setting sun, and between the interlacing was the howling and howling of strange birds.

This was the first time that Su Yang released the Moon Shadow Sword Qi without any scruples.

It's not a practice, let alone a performance in the live broadcast room. The torrent of sword energy gushing out from behind like a machine gun is the corpse of a group of birds falling from the sky, and it is also the depression in the heart that cannot be evacuated.

Facing Su Yang's catharsis-like attack, this group of birds, whose strength at most did not exceed the Foundation Establishment Stage, turned into tranquility in the setting sun.

He opened his hand, obviously his body was spotless, but he knew that after all, something was different about him.

The young man was leaning on a stick, leaning against a tree with a crooked neck, panting heavily.

I don't know how many times I said, "Excuse me."

Su Yang glanced at Xiaoliu who walked over to support him, and the army youth who was only holding a gun in his hand, and said after a while:

"I'll push him off."

He stretched out his palm, and his spiritual power turned into a gentle wind, supporting his body and falling into the pit, beside his relatives and friends.

In fact, he was the last ordinary person standing besides the army youth and Little Sixteen.

Now, though, not even the last one.

Looking at the people in the big pit, Su Yang finally could only sigh.

Raising his hand, his spiritual power rose, his spell took shape, and sparks filled the sky in the direction his fingertip pointed, igniting the pothole and this wilderness.

In the flickering flames, the remaining demonic power permeated the flames, lingering for a long time.

Su Yang's fingers moved slightly, and the expression on his face moved slightly: "NM~"

Seven Emotions and Six Desires Injection Art · Anger

At this moment, he seemed to be connected all of a sudden, the anger in his heart was intertwined with the spiritual power generated by the spirit injection, and the waves of anger like a scorching sun flooded the entire hill.

In the flickering flames, even Xiangliu's remaining demon weapon collapsed.

There was a tangled smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xiaoli, is this your technique?

You are so pitiful.

……

For a long time, the fire burned all night. The fire technique under the spirit injection and the diffuse demon power collided in this area, leaving a mess in the end.

At this time, Su Yang had already taken the military youth and Xiaoliu away.

"Go, go to the big city where you are."

He said this to the two, and then he took two steps forward, but quickly reacted, and asked the military youth:
"Where is that place?"

"In the east." Said the military youth.

Su Yang nodded, it was only a dozen kilometers away, but he needed to deal with the bodies of the two of them first.

The military youth may be in fairly good health due to a lot of exercise. Although he was eroded by the demon power, but fortunately it was not Xiang Liu's demon power, so he was rescued in time.

As for Xiaoliu, Su Yang felt a weak spiritual power in him, and he didn't know whether it was his elder brother who stayed in his body, or whether this kid had already half-stepped on the road of cultivation.

That spiritual power was so weak that it was difficult for him to judge the situation for a while.

But thanks to this spiritual power, the boy's life was protected to a certain extent, so that he would not be eroded by the demon power in the first place.

So after Su Yang started mobilizing his own spiritual power to dispel the monster power for them, their bodies quickly returned to normal as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

Walking through the mountains and forests in the dark is undoubtedly a dangerous choice.

The Kanyu technique is activated almost every 5 minutes. The Kanyu technique for searching for humans is undoubtedly much weaker in searching for monsters, so that Su Yang has become particularly difficult to investigate.

Fortunately, he soon understood what the best geomancy technique he should use.

So this night, the geomancy technique of strengthening the sixth sense hardly stopped, until the shallow sunlight rose from the sky, and in the distance, Su Yang saw a big city crawling on the ground.

The light of dawn hangs obliquely between the gaps in the rubble of the city gate, it looks so dazzling.

Su Yang looked at the two of them, and suddenly asked, "What's your plan next?"

"I want to go home."

"I want revenge!"

Two completely different answers, but Su Yang nodded, understanding their choices.

Approaching the gate of the big city, Su Yang suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "By the way, I still don't know what your names are."

Xiao Shiliu said sullenly, "Xiaoshiliu."

"Ah? I know your nickname is Little Sixteen. I was asking what your name is."

Little Sixteen: "...Dawn is the dawn of breaking dawn, and Shi is the stone of stone. The sixth child in the family."

After he finished speaking, he fell silent again, and finally seeing Su Yang's thoughtful expression, he gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you for sending Brother Shi and the others on their way."

Brother Shi...are you referring to that young man?
However, Akatsuki...

He opened his mouth and said, "Have you heard of the spirit injection technique of seven emotions and six desires?"

"what?"

"Haven't you heard of it? It's okay. I'll give you a book and you can read it yourself."

He waved his hand, and took out a book with some traces from his space backpack, which he wrote based on the content of the spirit injection technique in Xiaoli's memory.

Originally, he planned to ask Xiaomo to try to see if he could learn this technique and pry open the door to Yuanying in advance, but now, he seemed to know who this book should be given to.

He looked at the young man in the military. If he guessed correctly, this young man should be the one who is young.

"What about you?"

"Mo Shu."

Su Yang: "..."

He touched his nose subconsciously, and things seemed to deviate from his expectations more and more.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that the three of them had already walked in front of the big city. Mo Shu's somewhat weak hands were shaking towards the city wall with great effort, quickly attracting the attention of the people on the city wall.

Following a tedious procedure, the group finally arrived inside the city wall.

Following some arrangements, Mo Shu was taken away by the military and went to another area, while Su Yang and Xiao Shiliu blamed him and arranged them near a refugee camp.

There are quite a few people gathered there now.

It's just that Su Yang has no intention of paying attention to these things now. He can vaguely feel that he seems to be leaving this area at any time, but for some reason, he has not been able to leave for a long time, and a strengthened sixth sense emerges The feeling made him feel a little schizophrenic.

(End of this chapter)