The years I was in the human world

Gongsun Wuyin casually pushed aside the layers of tangled white silk on the door panel, and then opened the door without hesitation. No one expected it. The white silk on Lu Zhouxue's fingertips tightened in an instant, and Xiao Fengzhuo drew out the scimitar at his waist with a "swish". The two looked towards the door, but there was unexpectedly nothing there. Gongsun Wuyin, who was standing at the door with his back to everyone, suddenly stopped moving.

Gongsun Wuyin stood there for a long time, and there was no knocking on the door. Lu Zhouxue thought he had figured it out, so he felt relieved. But then he heard Xiao Fengzhuo beside him say solemnly, "No, something might have happened."

Something happened? Lu Zhouxue thought of something, and his nerves tensed up again. He exchanged a glance with Xiao Fengzhuo, and then slowly approached the door tacitly. Lu Zhouxue was ready to use the Qi Guan Shanhe in his hand at any time, but there was nothing unusual until the two of them walked in front of Gongsun Wuyin. Lu Zhouxue was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly found that Xiao Fengzhuo's face was ugly. His heart tightened, and he turned his head to look at Gongsun Wuyin who was standing there motionless.

The scene he saw was not very horrifying, but Lu Zhouxue felt his hair stand on end for a moment. He saw Gongsun Wuyin standing there, his once bright eyes now only had two bloody holes, sticky blood was flowing down his cheeks, staining his neck, his neatly worn green clothes were now completely open, and a sharp-edged statue of an evil god was stuffed into his cut belly.

The cut-out eyeballs were placed on the ground not far away, staring straight at the two people and one ghost standing at the door.

"Azhuo, what on earth is that?" Lu Zhouxue's tone was filled with fear. How long had passed since Gongsun Wuyin opened the door? Almost in the blink of an eye, he became like this. The two people before at least had reactions, but Gongsun Wuyin had no signs at all and became like this right under their noses.

This is Gongsun Wuyin, the leader of the eight evil ghosts, an evil ghost that is heading straight for the Asura Road. He is not some random cat or dog. What could have caused him to become like this silently?

"Not sure." Xiao Fengzhuo shook his head, also with a solemn expression. Except for the person involved, no one could see that thing, and had no way of knowing what it was. Even if they saw it, their death would be near. The knocking on the door made people panic, so who could calm down and think about it?

While he was thinking, the horrifying knocking sound came again. The door had been opened by Gongsun Wuyin. What was that "door" that he was knocking on?

"I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to go out. Yes, everything will be fine once I go out." The Ghost Grandma spoke incoherently. She recognized Gongsun Wuyin. It was because she recognized her that she was so desperate now. A powerful figure like Gongsun Wuyin had lost his life. What chance did these little ghosts have to survive?

The ghost lady left the dilapidated temple and blended into the night. No bad noise was heard for a long time. The others and the ghosts looked at each other, and they all had ideas.

"Grandma should be okay, right?" a sexy ghost asked uncertainly, looking at the door frame so close that she seemed eager to give it a try.

"It's going to be a death situation here too, why not go out and have a look?" said another ghost. Once one person has an idea, the rest of the group will become restless. Soon, all the sexy ghosts and bandits ran away, and only Xiao Fengzhuo, Lu Zhouxue, and the female ghost who was frightened earlier were left in the ruined temple.

At this time, this round of knocking on the door just ended, and the female ghost curled up at the door screamed all of a sudden. Her ghost body became particularly hideous and terrifying. Soon, she turned into a handful of ashes like the previous sexy ghost, and her soul was completely destroyed.

Then the knocking continued, as if it would not stop until all the people in the temple were dead. But was the place outside the ruined temple safe? Xiao Fengzhuo looked at the thick night outside and pondered. He still remembered the orderly footsteps like an army that he heard at first. Now they disappeared outside. If he ran out and encountered them, would it be easier to deal with than the thing knocking on the door?

Xiao Fengzhuo was still thinking about this question when the knocking on the door suddenly stopped. A document containing an imperial edict hit his face, causing his head to bleed.

He saw a headless ceremonial officer wearing blood-stained clothes standing at the door and reading the imperial edict to him. Because he refused to kneel, an invisible force broke his knees and forced him to kneel down. The bones protruding from the flesh hit the ground heavily. Xiao Feng groaned in pain and his face turned pale in an instant.

"The deposed Crown Prince Zhaoli is mediocre in talent and bad in conduct. He wants to usurp the throne. He should be demoted to a commoner and exiled to Lingnan. However, considering the kindness of the late Queen, I will not deprive him of his title. Instead, I will order him to be sent to the north as a hostage to atone for his crimes. I decree this."

"You can always find a pretext to accuse someone of something. Do you think I should be thanked?" Xiao Fengzhuo raised his head, staring at the etiquette officer with red eyes, and said sarcastically, "I want to usurp the throne? What a joke. Chu Zhaoyun's wolfish ambition is written all over his face. Why would my father care? Why would the court officials care?"

Lu Zhouxue saw that Xiao Fengzhuo beside him suddenly had a bloody head and then his knee was broken. Then he saw him roaring at the void, grief-stricken to the extreme, his tone full of sarcasm, but also overflowing with disappointment.

Xiao Fengzhuo had always been disrespectful. He took it calmly even when his demon pill was revealed. How could he be so hysterical and complain about every word he said?

"Father, please tell me, what is wrong with me that makes you hate me so much?"

As Xiao Fengzhuo spoke, the wounds on his body became more and more, soaking through his clothes. Lu Zhouxue became anxious. He couldn't see what he saw and didn't know the reason. He only saw Xiao Fengzhuo's clothes covered in blood, and every word he said was like a complaint.

"Azhuo, Azhuo." Lu Zhouxue called out again and again, while urging his spiritual power to heal the large and small wounds on Xiao Fengzhuo's body. Because of the exercise, the heart-breaking Gu in his stomach also grew rapidly, and soon a small hill rose up.

"Mianmian." Xiao Fengzhuo shouted, holding Lu Zhouxue's hand and stopping the action of urging spiritual power. He looked a little miserable, staring at Lu Zhouxue for a while, and then said as if seeking a home, "Don't abandon me, Mianmian, I only have you."

Xiao Fengzhuo's eyes were red, and he looked at Lu Zhouxue eagerly, looking somewhat pitiful. The latter's heart tightened. He remembered what Xiao Fengzhuo said about being plotted against by the child he personally took care of. The distressed emotion surged like a tide. Lu Zhouxue hugged Xiao Fengzhuo tightly in his arms, and coaxed him gently as he had comforted him before: "Azhuo is also my only one in this world. Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

"Okay." Xiao Fengzhuo nodded, then suddenly covered his chest with his hands, blood flowing out from between his fingers. Lu Zhouxue's face changed, and he asked nervously: "Azhuo?!"

"It's okay." Xiao Fengzhuo shook his head. He hooked his finger at Lu Zhouxue, as if he wanted to say something. Lu Zhouxue quickly leaned over to listen. Xiao Fengzhuo's voice was very soft and obviously weak. He said, "Mianmian, we can't just sit there and wait for death, but I really don't know what's going on, so we need to take a gamble. Do you believe me?"

"Azhuo, tell me." Lu Zhouxue said. Xiao Fengzhuo kept getting wounds. Lu Zhouxue had just healed his old wounds, but new ones appeared. Xiao Fengzhuo was always losing blood and getting injured. His face was getting paler and paler. He held Lu Zhouxue's hand tightly: "Mianmian, I have a guess now."

"Although we don't know what the thing that has been killing you and me is, it obviously has a pattern. When the knocking stops, someone dies, and when someone dies, the knocking starts again." Xiao Fengzhuo just noticed it as he spoke. The interval between the knocking stopping and the knocking starting again is of different lengths. The only common point is that when they find that someone is dead, the knocking will start again. "If I don't die, the next round of knocking will not start. Mianmian, you have to live."

"You want me to abandon you and go? Impossible." Lu Zhouxue's eyes widened, and before Xiao Fengzhuo could finish, she interrupted, "Not to mention that we are not at the end of our rope yet, even if we are, I will not abandon you."

"Listen to me." Xiao Fengzhuo saw Lu Zhouxue's mouth opening and closing. He felt pain all over and couldn't raise his voice to cover Lu Zhouxue's voice. He simply covered Lu Zhouxue's mouth with his hand. A pale smile reappeared on his face. "You are so talkative. I want to say that now that thing is targeting me, let's go out and take a look at the situation. What if it's easier to deal with it outside?"

Xiao Fengzhuo released his hand that was covering Lu Zhouxue's mouth. The latter nodded. Seeing that his legs were abnormally bent, Lu Zhouxue knew that he could not walk. He simply squatted in front of him and said, "Come on, I'll carry you."

"Your belly..." Xiao Fengzhuo's eyes moved down and landed on Lu Zhouxue's belly which was bulging again. He was really afraid that if he lay on her, he would crush her.

Lu Zhouxue also fell silent, then he pulled out a handkerchief from Xiao Fengzhuo's arms, stuffed it into his mouth and bit it, tearing open the wound that had not yet healed, and pulled out the intestinal worm with his bare hands. He bit the handkerchief tightly with his teeth, and an uncontrollable whimper came from his throat. Cold sweat rolled down his throat like beads, and his hands that were cutting open his stomach were shaking so badly because of the pain, but he still pulled the thing out and cut it off.

After doing all this, he leaned weakly in Xiao Fengzhuo's arms, gasping for breath, his body still cramping unconsciously. Xiao Fengzhuo hugged him and praised him, "It's hard for Mianmian, but Mianmian is very brave."

Lu Zhouxue did not rest for too long. He quickly spat out the handkerchief in his mouth, turned around and squatted in front of Xiao Fengzhuo: "Azhuo, come up." Xiao Fengzhuo was now like being cut by a blunt knife, and there was no time to waste.

Gongsun Wuyin's body at the door suddenly turned into a thin green robe and collapsed. The two men paused and looked over warily. The evil ghost, who had taken off his outer shirt, fell from the beam with his hair scattered. He looked a little embarrassed, but obviously not injured.

"Gongsun Wuyin?" Lu Zhouxue hesitated. This guy was not only alive, but also came back unscathed. Does this mean that there is a turning point? But Lu Zhouxue was not blindly optimistic. He and Xiao Fengzhuo were both unable to take care of themselves. After the crisis in the ruined temple was resolved, Gongsun Wuyin was the biggest crisis. Moreover, the other party might not necessarily help them break the situation.

The two of them watched in silence as Gongsun Wuyin tied her messy hair into a simple bun. After tidying up her clothes, she casually picked up the green clothes piled on the ground and put them on her shoulders. When she looked up, she saw the bruised Xiao Fengzhuo and the pale-faced Lu Zhouxue who was carrying him on his back: "Are you the only two left?"

"The others have run away." Lu Zhouxue said softly. He was thinking in his heart whether he could cooperate with Yan Gui. The other party's target was the divine bone in his body. Even if they wanted to attack after breaking the situation, they would not implicate Xiao Fengzhuo. The more Lu Zhouxue thought about it, the more feasible it seemed, so he said, "Cooperation?"

"Okay." Gongsun Wuyin knew what Lu Zhouxue was planning, but it was hard for him to refuse at the moment, so he nodded and agreed. He glanced at Xiao Fengzhuo, roughly knowing what was going on, and turned to Lu Zhouxue and asked, "Tell me about your plans."

Lu Zhouxue roughly told Gongsun Wuyin about the plan Xiao Fengzhuo had just mentioned to him. After listening to it, the latter gave his evaluation: "It's a very constructive idea, but it's just courting death here."

Gongsun Wuyin's comments were merciless, and Xiao Fengzhuo was unhappy. He tried to hold on to his body, which was constantly losing vitality, and said, "My plan is not good, so why don't you tell me your opinion? Don't just talk nonsense."

“Once the Nine-Direction Killing Formation is activated, all who survive will die.” Gongsun Wuyin said succinctly. He looked up at the dilapidated stone statue sitting high on the altar of the ruined temple. Although its face had collapsed and shattered, its appearance could be vaguely identified by its clothes. It was one of the gods in the ancient books handed down from generation to generation - Qingjun Huangzhong. “This place is the only way out. This is why you and I can still survive. As for those who escaped…”

Gongsun Wuyin did not say the second half of the sentence explicitly, but one could guess what it meant.

"Nine-sided killing array?" Xiao Fengzhuo asked softly. He had heard of this array, but he was not clear about it, so he could not recognize it. On the contrary, Lu Zhouxue met Gongsun Wuyin's gaze, and there was something in his eyes that was hard to describe. He added softly, "The Nine-sided killing array was originally a formation for killing evil. It is a thing from the divine world. Its power is infinite. Gods and demons are all afraid of it. There is no way to survive. This array may not be complete."

"Mortals naturally cannot create things from the divine realm." Gongsun Wuyin said, "This formation is a remnant of an ancient formation. It was already dormant, and no one knows who awakened it. But even if it is a remnant, its power should not be underestimated."

"Did he tell you the secrets of the Ghost King's plan to create a divine bone and the Nine Directions Killing Formation?" Xiao Fengzhuo suddenly asked, staring at Gongsun Wuyin, as if trying to read something from his face. The latter said calmly, "What does it have to do with you?"

"So, the ghost den didn't even know that this formation had been awakened?" Lu Zhouxue didn't care about the matter between the Ghost King and Gongsun Wuyin. He only cared about whether there was a conspiracy behind the Nine-Directions Killing Formation. If there was, it had come to that point, and he, with his divine bones, couldn't stay out of it, but he didn't want to involve Xiao Fengzhuo.

"If the ghost den knew, the ghost king would never send him." Without waiting for Gongsun Wuyin to answer, Xiao Fengzhuo spoke first, "The ghost den was obviously set up by an immortal. I don't know what the Nine-Directions Killing Formation is, but I can tell you one thing for sure. These evil ghosts and mortals, whether they are dead or their souls are scattered, will produce death energy, and death energy can make up for the shortcomings of the immortal formation."