Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years.

The people hanging upside down above their heads were talking one after another.

They sound like countless echoes, echoing each other, and laughing softly again. The laughter is getting closer and further away in the crunching swing of the rope, getting sharper and sharper, and finally it seems that the whole forbidden area is laughing strangely .

The laughter continued for quite a while, and then stopped abruptly in the face of Tianxiu Shangxian's unattractive expression.

The entire temple fell into dead silence amidst the silent gaze...

Although the scene was extremely weird, it didn't prevent the devil from finding it funny.

Wu Xingxue stopped smiling before Xiao Fuxuan looked over, and asked seriously, "Who are you?"

The sling was dangling, and those people turned slowly.Because they were hung for too long, their bodies, necks and even their faces were stretched so long that it was really difficult to identify them.

"us?"

"Who are we?"

"Hahahahaha."

When they heard this question, they laughed again for some reason, stopped abruptly after a while, and whispered in a whispering voice——

"We're dead."

"Nonsense, we're still alive."

"That's both dead and alive."

"Hey……"

Someone sighed faintly, and everyone followed suit, one after another, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Wu Xingxue frowned, feeling that these people were different from the demons, ghosts, and even the summoned people in the Great Sad Valley that he had seen before.

The inferior kind of evil spirits can't speak, and they seem to be uninitiated, only knowing to be hungry and eat.The powerful ones are no different from other people, imitating living people to confuse the fake with the real, and they can't tell the difference without any ability.As for the people who were called to harm, when they were not exposed, they spoke clearly.

It was the first time he met such a person, and it was really difficult to chat.

"What are they?" Wu Xingxue teased Xiao Fuxuan and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know." Xiao Fuxuan said.

There are so many rare things in the world, with different shapes and spirits, it is impossible for a god to see everything and recognize it at a glance.Tianxiu Shangxian didn't talk much at all, and he didn't like to talk about empty words, he only had speculations about things he couldn't be sure of, and asking was "I don't know".

This habit has been known in Xiandu for a long time, but it is always broken by the same person over and over again.

"Then you are talking nonsense." Wu Xingxue said.

Xiao Fuxuan: "..."

Xiao Fuxuan: "Bound."

Wu Xingxue: "Oh? What is that?"

The devil just listened attentively with an appearance of "Shangxian is really powerful".

Gongde Tianxiu Shangxian broke the jar and said: "Ordinary people use their souls to cycle through life and death. When the body dies, the soul enters the next round. Flowers bloom and fall, and the cycle goes on and on. But the soul and the body are not always the same. One. Some people are physically dead, but because of the commitment they made, their spirits persist for a long time, and they still live like living people. This is called persistence. There are also some people whose souls are drawn alive before their bodies die. , tied up for a certain reason, and cannot be freed, it becomes a bondage."

Xiao Fuxuan said: "Looking at their appearance, they are somewhat similar to Bie."

When Wu Xingxue heard about "persistence", she thought it was okay. After all, it was because of her persistent obsession and she didn't want to leave.When he heard "bind", his expression faded...

He thought for a while and asked, "The soul is bound, what about the physical body?"

Xiao Fuxuan said: "In the place where they are always there, they are immortal and cannot leave, and it is very difficult to distinguish."

Wu Xingxue: "You find it difficult to tell? Why? Unlike a dead person, there is no corpse?"

Xiao Fuxuan recalled the few sporadic "bondages" he had seen, and explained: "Those bound bodies are always immortal, and they don't know what happened to them. Over time, they will deceive themselves."

"What kind of deception?"

"They grow repeatedly."

Wu Xingxue was taken aback when he heard this: "You mean... the body grows again from the time the baby was born?"

"It doesn't necessarily start as a baby, and it doesn't necessarily make it to old age. Individuals are different."

Wu Xingxue thought about the situation for a while, and there was indeed a sense of weirdness—a body without a soul was no different from a walking dead, but he could be caught in the crowd of living people.He has a growth process, he will change his appearance with the years, he will talk and laugh with people.

"That's really hard to distinguish between immortals..." Wu Xingxue said, "People who are close to me may find out after decades."

But whoever finds out will probably be scared to death!

Just imagine the person next to you, or your relatives, or your neighbors, who used to meet and talk and laugh every day, but one day you suddenly realize that he may not be a living person... How many ordinary people can bear such a fright?

However, the most painful should be themselves.

Wu Xingxue suddenly felt that these hanged people were pitiful, and he raised his head and asked, "How long have you been hanging here?"

Those people turned in the wind, sometimes turning their backs to him, and sometimes slowly turning to the front.Because of the hanging upside down, the corners of their lips were drawn to the sides of their cheeks, like a weird, uncontrollable smile.

"I...I don't remember."

"It's been a long time, really a long time."

"Nearly a hundred years?"

Wu Xingxue thought to himself: No wonder these people who are hanging upside down talk like that. Sometimes they say that they are alive, and sometimes they say that they are dead.Anyone who has been drawn out of his soul and stayed in such a ghostly place for more than a hundred years will probably also look like this talking and muddled.

"Then where were you originally born?" Wu Xingxue asked again.

In fact, he never had any hopes, nor did he think that these people could tell the reason, and they probably answered "forgot", "don't remember" and so on.

Unexpectedly, they actually opened their mouths——

"Langzhou."

"Guizhou."

"People from the West Garden."

"Don't move at the foot of the mountain."

……

All kinds of answers flooded the sky and covered the sky like a tide, and the big devil's head was buzzing when he heard it.

"Okay..." Wu Xingxue said, "I see."

It's all over the world, there are you everywhere.

Wu Xingxue pondered in his heart.

This is a temple, and it is easy to remind people of things like sacrifices and offerings. These spirits who are bound here are likely to be used for this purpose.

He also wanted to ask "Who bound you here" and "Why did you pick you?" He was about to open his mouth, but Xiao Fuxuan held him back.

Tianxiu Shangxian seemed to be able to see through what he was thinking, and took the initiative to say: "Some things cannot be mentioned, such as..."

He paused for a moment, turned his head close to Wu Xingxue's ear, and said in a low voice, "The Lord of Resentment."

Wu Xingxue: "..."

He knew he didn't want those hanging upside down to hear, but...

The devil closed his eyes for a moment, and asked again after a while: "Why?"

Xiao Fuxuan's faint voice was still extremely low: "It's easy to arouse resentment if you mention it. This forbidden area has not been understood yet, so it's not appropriate to act rashly."

The devil: "OK..."

He obediently listened to the words, and when Xiao Fuxuan stood up straight, he put on his cloak, and the fox fur covered most of his ears.

While the two were whispering, those people hanging upside down on the beams were still swaying slowly, no matter how they moved, those eyes were fixed on the two people who broke into the forbidden area.The tails of their eyes are drawn very long, and when they look sideways from the corners of their eyes, they look gloomy and focused.

They watched for a while, and some of them suddenly shook their shoulders.

Then, more people moved quietly—there were countless flesh-colored branches and vines hanging down silently from the dense crowd, like an upside-down dense forest.

If you look closely, you can find that it is not a branch, but an elongated boneless arm.

Those people slowly opened their mouths, and those arms moved like snakes, stretching out towards the two of them.

The entire temple was still very quiet, and the person who was speaking seemed unaware, and he didn't even turn his head.

The big devil said seriously: "But I still have a question."

Xiao Fuxuan's eyes moved slightly: "Say."

"What if someone provokes you first?" the devil asked calmly.

"Then we can only... kill." Xiao Fuxuan said, he lifted the hilt with his thumb, and the long sword drew a very beautiful arc in his hand, and the Ling Lie sword energy burst out at that moment, forming countless lines Cut the wind cold blade.

He didn't turn his head back, and the cold blade swept away.

Countless "噗味" sounded at the same time, and the thousands of vine-like long arms could barely stop behind the two of them, only a hair's breadth away, but they couldn't get closer—they fell amidst the screams all over the floor.

The next moment, those cold blades turned, and with extremely strong killing intent, they went straight to those people who were hanging upside down.

They writhed crazily but couldn't escape at all, howled uncontrollably when the cold light was about to wedge into their heads: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

However, those cold lights stopped the moment they touched their scalps!

They could clearly feel that they were about to be stabbed in two, but it was too late to see the sword glow getting closer. The feeling of waiting was the most tormenting.It made them tremble all over, and even the ropes creaked.

"It's hard to wait for someone to come, and want to catch and hang you up, and replace you?" Wu Xingxue raised his head and asked.

"..."

Those people were still trembling, but they didn't say a word.The whole temple was dead silent, which represented some kind of acquiescence.

Wu Xingxue was not angry at all.He obviously hadn't encountered this kind of scene a few times, but somehow he felt familiar with it.The people stuffed into the statue of the boy are like this, and so are the souls who are bound here, always wanting to find other unlucky people to replace them.

It's just unfortunate that they all found the wrong person.

Wu Xingxue glanced at Xiao Fuxuan and asked, "Can I do a business with them?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "...Did I stop you?"

Wu Xingxue raised her face again with satisfaction: "Let's do this, you have stayed in this forbidden area for a long time, and you are familiar with it. Tell us the situation of this forbidden area honestly, and we will try to find a way to untie your spirit bondage. gone."

Unexpectedly, those faces looked at him slowly: "You can't solve it."

Wu Xingxue asked: "Why are you so sure?"

Those people stretched their necks, carefully stared at those sword lights, and repeated firmly: "You just can't get rid of it."

Wu Xingxue was about to ask again, when he suddenly saw a very strange soul in the hanged man's soul. Compared with the other hanged man, that person seemed to be more awake, and his eyes were not so cloudy and dirty.

"Look at that person." Wu Xingxue poked Xiao Fuxuan, motioning him to look at the special one, "What's wrong with him?"

Xiao Fuxuan said: "It should be that the physical body is about to wake up, so the soul is struggling hard."

The body is about to wake up?

"You mean, that body is about to realize that it is no longer alive?" Wu Xingxue asked.

"Not fast, you may have realized it."

The man struggled, his face was twisted upside down, and the huge bags under his eyes made it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.He looked in the direction of Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan with difficulty, opened and closed his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

After a while, he called out: "I'm so uncomfortable..."

Wu Xingxue stared at the bags under her eyes, and was suddenly taken aback.

"I know who he is now." He grabbed Xiao Fuxuan and whispered.

Before, the face was hanging upside down and drawn very long, so it was extremely difficult to recognize.At this moment, he turned over for a moment in convulsions, and with the huge bags under his eyes, the two finally found a familiar shadow on his face.

That is the shopkeeper of the inn.

In an instant, Wu Xingxue could hardly react.

Why does the innkeeper appear here?

But he remembered before the forbidden area, the appearance of the innkeeper who wanted to say something but couldn't say it, everything seemed to be strung together——

What if these bound spirits were not sacrifices?What if they were taken out of their souls so that their physical bodies could exist forever, covered in a certain place for a long time, immortal and unable to leave?

What if the banning of Shenmu is not an understatement as in the legend, it is not just relying on some formations, one forbidden area, but relying on many people?And the innkeeper is just the one who just happens to be at the entrance.

Wu Xingxue suddenly had a terrible idea——

Xiao Fuxuan said that these souls are "bound" by being pulled away, and the physical body will continue to live in the same place and grow repeatedly. At first glance, it is no different from a living person. It is difficult to distinguish even a god, but it is easier for the neighbors to detect it.

But what if the neighbors are also "bound"?What if the neighbors you see every day are all "bound"?

Does that mean no one will notice right away?

He forgot who once said that Luohuatai is really an excellent place in the world, no matter how chaotic the world is, it can still be considered comfortable, bustling and full of people talking.

Others said that maybe the aura of the Shenmu was still there back then, protecting that place all the time.

Now that I think about it, that's actually not normal.There is no reason why living people are not affected by troubled times.

But what if the entire mountain city is bound?What if the hustle and bustle is dead long ago, just locked there forever, day after day, year after year, with the opening of the market on the third day of March?

Just like those soulless bodies, doing everything in self-deception - growing, getting old, talking and laughing with people.

Wu Xingxue's face was as sinking as water, and his eyes swept across the densely packed faces.

Looking at it again this time, he finally found a few more familiar faces—the fat waiter at the inn, and even the tea stall waiter who kept yelling at him when he first entered Luohuashan City, the storyteller with extremely high cheekbones , Explaining the waiter who overturned a cart full of makeup...

In the end, he couldn't even tell whether it was he who was identifying those people at this moment.Back then, Wu Xingxue also identified those people one by one.

Those are all the lively and noisy faces on the Luohuatai. They once lit candles, illuminating the Twelve Mile Mountains day and night, and their long lights were like dragons.

That was the Luohuashan City that he had praised with many people.

He was born there.