all beings pity you

Since the turmoil in the four realms a hundred years ago, Qianqiu Temple and Tianmen have quelled the turmoil together, and the world has been peaceful and peaceful for a hundred years.

The more peaceful you are, the easier it is to be confident.Just like in the short few decades of mortals, once the first people who have flowed through the river of blood and been harassed by monsters disappear, what will be left to future generations will no longer be their fears of the past, but some of the things compiled in the storybook. Rumors in.

Among the four realms, there is an unknown place called Wuwang City.Wuwang City is located at the end of the Liansheng River. Behind the city is a barren mountain. There is a secret place in the mountain, and there is an evil mirror platform inside.

A hundred years ago, there were only rumors of a fairy king in the world, but now for some reason, people are talking about a ghost king who came out of nowhere.The person who first passed it on was a teacher, and when he had nothing to do, he gathered around a group of people and said that this person was amazing.

"During the Hungry Ghost Festival, my wife who unfortunately passed away early told me in a dream that she was waiting for me underground, and that she couldn't keep her soul because of a ghost king. "

He told this story thousands of times. At first, no one believed it, but later, many people said that they also knew about this ghost king in their dreams. Since then, various theories have come out.

But the rumors are too mysterious, even the ghost himself doesn't want to admit it...

"Hey! Ghost Lord Ghost Lord! Look at what is said in this story book? It even said that you are a poor woman who has been separated from her lover for many years and has been guarding her! Tsk tsk tsk, this story is really bleak. Tears! Don’t worry, don’t worry, I’ll read it to you!”

The man roared and rushed over from a long distance, with a pale notebook rolled up in his hand, he danced and danced around in front of the ghost, and before he jumped a few times, he was slapped aside by the ghost.

"It's over? Angry?"

As soon as the man looked up, he found that there were many spectators standing at the door, all holding a story book in their hands. It seemed that the stories they were telling were not quite the same, and a fire burst out in his heart. Those who come:

"What are you doing?! Also, I said don't call me ghost ghost, I don't like it."

The man laughed, threw away the notebook in his hand, and approached him:

"No, I used to call you Xiaoxianjun, but now I call you Guijun, I am happy."

After speaking, he turned sideways to avoid a palm, and waved to the onlookers outside the door: "Let's go, let's go!"

Not a moment later, there was not even a shadow in front of the door.

Not far away came a boy in black, with a red belt with gold thread on his waist, and a simple short knife hanging on it.

The man patted Gui Jun on the shoulder, forced him to look over, and said with a smile:

"The little ancestor is here again."

Gui Jun waved his hand impatiently, signaling this person to get out of here.

The young man walked in with a cold face, his black hair was tied high behind his head, and there was a bright red bead on his hair.Then, after glancing at the two people sitting crookedly together, he said to one of them in a muffled voice:

"Zhu Xuan, I want to go out and play."

"Go again? Didn't you just come back from playing?"

Zhu Xuan himself never thought that the rumors he heard when he was young were actually true, and he never thought that he would one day become the material in other people's storybooks.Back then, he just rescued a few unsteady souls, and spread his glorious deeds all the way to the world.

Zhu Xuan rubbed the center of his brows, there was a noisy frog in his ear, and a silent one in front of him with a big head.

"Little ancestor, where do you want to go?"

The boy frowned, shook his head and said, "My name is Wen Ping."

Zhu Xuan patted the man's hand: "Zhu Yu, you are endless, don't play tricks and fight again, the last time you toppled the roof of the Wuyin Building, you still haven't paid for it!"

Zhu Yu and Wen Ping were among the ones he saved that day.

Zhu Yu stretched out her finger and nodded Zhu Xuan's head, poking and accusing:

"What's his name? After all, he's also your brother, okay?"

Zhu Xuan was so annoyed that he quickly rubbed his temples with his hands, closed his eyes and said, "Why don't you go to reincarnation?"

"I said, I'll wait for someone."

Zhu Xuan sighed and said to himself that you have been waiting for 100 years...

When he thought of this, the movements of his hands slowed down, and finally stopped.

100 years, the life of a mortal is even several times longer than the number of years he himself stayed in the world.He didn't dare to think about it at all, he didn't dare to think about what the people around him in the past were like now, and he didn't even make sure if anyone still remembered him.

Zhu Yu saw that Zhu Xuan had stopped and still had his eyes closed, so he thought that Zhu Xuan was asleep, so he stood up lightly, pulled Wen Ping and walked out. Wen Ping looked young, but in fact he was not as fond of Zhu Yu. Noisy.As soon as Zhu Yu pushed him, Wen Ping walked out without saying a word.

"Where are you taking him?" Zhu Xuan asked suddenly.

Zhu Yu turned her head and smiled: "I thought you were asleep and just went out to play."

Wen Ping was pulled away by Zhu Yu and ran away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Most of those staying in Wuwang City are lonely ghosts who do not want to be reincarnated.The terrain here is vast, the buildings are numerous, and it does not distinguish between day and night, so it is so lively.More importantly, ghosts are not like ordinary people, they need to breathe and rest.

But Zhu Xuan was regarded as the ghost lord, but he was the only one in Wuwang City who was not a ghost.

After he was killed by Jiang Xian with a sword piercing his heart that day, the soul-changing formation did not succeed, but rebounded fiercely into his body.Wan Guiya's resentment was deep enough to swallow him up, but for some reason that day, his body and soul were unintentionally damaged.

When he woke up again, his body was tightly sealed in the ice layer, and it took him a lot of effort to climb out, but the strange scene in front of him made him extremely uneasy.

There is an open and endless frozen river, surrounded by barren cliffs, a man sitting on a stone on the bank, with long hair and a silver coat.

When that person saw Zhu Xuan that day, he drove an ice pick into his heart and said:

"Your soul has not yet left your body, and you are neither human nor ghost. This method will ensure that your body will not be destroyed and your soul will not disperse."

Thinking of this, Zhu Xuan raised his hand subconsciously to touch his heart, glanced at the door, stood up and walked out.The old woman who thought she was passing by outside the door asked softly:

"Where is Ghost Lord going?"

Zhu Xuan leaned forward and replied with a smile: "You can just call me Zhu Xuan. I will go out for a while and be back soon.

The old woman's face changed when she heard that, and she hurriedly said, "Oh, why do you want to go out? Then you have to come back soon."

After Zhu Xuan sent the old woman away, his expression returned to the original indifference.He is no different from a hundred years ago, his appearance has not changed, his figure has not changed, he is dressed in white clothes slanted, and he still carries the Frost and Cold Sword on his back.

It's just that the sword spike that was tied to the hilt that day was pulled by Zhu Yu and tied to Wen Ping's hairband.

It took a long time to walk outside Wuwang City before he could find the place he had seen that day.At first, he crawled out from the layers of cold ice, his clothes were covered with frost, and dragged his dilapidated body into Wuwang City.

Until now, he still didn't want to understand, what is this place?Is there such a city in this world that stands outside Liuhe?Every soul that comes and goes in the city has obsessions and refuses to enter reincarnation, but they have never heard anyone talk about their obsessions and pains in their hearts.

On that day, his white clothes were completely stained with blood, his heart had a palm-length scar, and several dark holes had been drilled in the acupuncture points of his limbs. When he arrived in the city, no one felt afraid. Everyone just shook their heads and said:

"Another poor man."

Zhu Xuan walked out of the city step by step along the Liansheng River, the frost on his back hadn't sheathed for a hundred years.He is not a living person now, not a dead soul. I don't know if he can still use the kung fu he has cultivated for more than ten years.The sword is still that sword, but the person is not the boy who escaped from his will.

He dare not.Zhu Yu once broke it at one point: "You dare not face it. You are afraid that once you find that you can't even use this sword, it will really have nothing to do with the past."

"Am I really afraid? If I'm really afraid, why not let me die a little easier? Just jump into reincarnation, and it doesn't matter whether he will be a human or an animal in his next life."

He said this lightly, but he suppressed the energy of "wanting to go back" in his heart and held it back for 100 years.

It took a long time to walk this way, and there was no distinction between day and night in Wuwang City, Zhu Xuan reckoned that it would only take half a day.When he saw a silver-clothed man by the Liansheng River in the distance, he couldn't help but say:

"I'm not afraid of breaking my waist after sitting for a long time..."

Before he approached, the man had already smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, the waist won't be broken."

Zhu Xuan didn't expect this person to hear it, but he really didn't want to be embarrassed or even apologized, so he walked up and sat on the side.

The last time he was here was 20 years ago.At that time, I asked the man where in the world is this place?That person just smiled without saying a word, and shook his head lightly, seeing you now, this person is still sitting here withered.

"Why are you still here?"

The man in silver looked quietly at the Liansheng River that was no longer frozen, and said softly:

"Then why are you still here? You can completely pull out the ice pick and lose your soul, and you won't suffer from lovesickness anymore."

Zhu Xuan's original good temper was defeated by Zhu Yu and Wen Ping, two troublemakers. Now hearing this man's deep voice, he unconsciously calmed down. He picked up a stone and threw it into the river, calming down. The surface of the river, which was like stagnant water, caused a circle of ripples.

"Is lovesickness bitter? If it was bitter, you probably wouldn't be here. I'm afraid Wuwang City is also an empty city."

"Then why are you?"

Zhu Xuan was stopped by the question, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.According to his temperament a hundred years ago, he was by no means the kind of person who was so arrogant that he couldn't say the words of longing and unwillingness, but now he didn't want to admit that he was still thinking about the past that had long been forgotten.

But he panicked, frowned after a while and said:

"I can't tell, I just feel that this life is not over yet."

The silver-clothed man smiled, and glanced sideways at Zhu Xuan.It was only now that Zhu Xuan realized that this man was so good-looking.The man only glanced at him, and said slowly:

"Life begins with the first cry, but the real beginning lies in an identity standing in the world. You say that your life is not over yet, but in this Wuwang City, there seems to be no difference between life and death."

Zhu Xuan laughed at himself, lowered his eyes and asked, "Then why are you?"

The silver-clothed man shook his head lightly: "Waiting for someone who is impossible to get, even if it takes thousands of years, as long as I am willing. Not everything in the world has to ask for what you love and what I want."

Zhu Xuan looked at the man in a daze, and suddenly felt how sad and desolate this man looked, and felt a little sorry, so he said softly:

"Thank you for saving me that day."

"No. This is the first time I have seen someone who can freeze the Liansheng River, but it seems that you have been hit by a ghost formation, and your soul was stripped and returned forcibly. Remember, if one day you You wish to see the old man, don't take the ice pick in your heart easily, otherwise, then, it will be your real time of death."

Zhu Xuan touched his heart subconsciously, the ice pick had already melted into his flesh and blood, and he couldn't find it anymore:

"Do you know the formation of the ghost way? Dare to ask... who is the senior?"

The man waved his hand and smiled: "I was a crooked devil thousands of years ago, and I offended my sweetheart, but now it's been a thousand years, and my anger hasn't gone away."

Zhu Xuan pondered these words back and forth several times, and then suddenly felt sad in his heart. In 1000 years, the world has changed, not to mention the old people in the past, no one knows where they have turned into dust.

The man suddenly rolled up his sleeves and stood up, Zhu Xuan didn't understand, so he also stood up.I saw the man patted his head as if coaxing a child, and said with a smile:

"A hundred years ago, you asked me how to leave here. I didn't know it at the time. Later, when I was bored, I remembered that he had told me. When you came here with resentment, Lianshenghe had to freeze you in it. If you To get out, you just have to find a door."

"A door?"

"It depends on chance, if someone opens this door like you did back then, it will be much more convenient." The man glanced at Wuwang City, which was so far away that there was only a phantom, and smiled wryly, "I'm leaving. At that time he said that I could not wait for him to come back even after 1000 years, but now that the thousand years have passed, I really haven’t waited for him... It seems that the anger is still there..."

Zhu Xuan was dazed, the silver robe of the person in front of him flew away, and after a while, it turned into dots of silver light, and disappeared after turning around in the air.The person who was still talking to me just now suddenly disappeared without a trace in this world. Over the past thousand years, they have all turned into this little bit of drifting away.

The Liansheng River was still flowing smoothly, almost no movement could be seen.He put his hand in the water and shook it twice, the water was so clear that he could see the bottom at a glance, he looked down disappointedly and murmured:

"Where is the door..."

When he returned to the city, Zhu Yu was jumping up and down with Wen Ping to grab something.The courtyard where he lived was given to him when he first arrived. It was very deserted at first, but it has become so lively since.

When Zhu Xuan walked through a winding path and opened the gate of the courtyard, Zhu Yu was playing excitedly, and in a hurry, the thing in his hand flew out and hit Zhu Xuan's face.

The thing slid down to the ground, and it was another script.Zhu Xuan's heart immediately burst into flames, and his face was so ugly that he wanted to cut Zhu Yu into pieces.When he was about to step over and leave, he glanced at the words on the spread paper and froze in place.

He seemed to be in a daze, and he stood there for a long time before slowly squatting down to pick it up.The ink characters on the pale paper were lined up densely, but Zhu Xuan's eyes were always tightly locked on the two words:

Yu Sheng.

Wen Ping jumped down from the tree and stood beside Zhu Yu. Zhu Yu knocked on his head and asked softly, "Let's make a bet, guess he knows the person in this storybook, how about it?"

Although Wen Ping was young and usually taciturn, he shook his head resolutely at this time and said:

"I don't know, it's best."

The playfulness on Zhu Yu's face gradually disappeared, and she only looked at Zhu Xuan from a distance:

"Even you know it's impossible, but people in the world can't figure it out, so they have to make up such a story to add to the trouble."