[Red Mansion] The First Immortal of the Three Realms

Even though she had already made preparations, Daiyu still found it unbelievable.

These people have experienced several calamities in the world before and after.It seems that fate has its own arrangement, but in fact it is just a coincidence in the end.

According to what Nezha said, now she doesn't know where Xiaoqi is, but after entering Lujia Village, she really saw the girl again.

What Xiaobai and Bi Fang said was true, and they had seen that girl when they were maintaining order in the underworld.

Life and death are governed by the underworld. Once a mortal dies, he will follow the ghosts of the underworld to go to trial. After the trial, he will enter the reincarnation cycle again.

When Daiyu was looking for Xue Ke, she deliberately checked the fate book, but it was only vaguely mentioned in the fate book.It seemed that after the first death, Xiao Qi's soul left the body and became another person.

This person may still be called Xiaoqi in name, and it seems that he has never changed, but the person left in the end may not be the person he was at the beginning.

"Why is your complexion so bad?" Xuan Jue patted Dai Yu's back lightly to signal her not to think wildly.

Daiyu shook her head, her mind was in a mess, she hadn't encountered such a situation for a long time.For most of the past, decisions were made as soon as something was discovered.But now his thoughts are frozen, and he has clearly found his way, but he denies himself first.

Daiyu waved her hands at the people around her to indicate that she was fine, and then lowered her head to adjust her breath.In my mind, I repeatedly recalled all kinds of events that happened after entering Lujia Village.

As if going back in time, the appearance of those two little girls reappeared in front of my eyes.After such a review, she found the details again.

The girl who smiled at her for the first time when she first entered Lujia Village had a red scar between her eyebrows, which looked like a deliberately drawn flower tin.

The girl I saw in the forest for the second time had a scar under her lips.

Although the two look similar, their ridiculous expressions are very different.

One has a smile in his eyes, the other has a smile on his lips.

Daiyu took a deep breath, turned around and took Nezha's hand.

Nezha was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously withdrew his hand.Xuan Jue raised his eyes, met Dai Yu's serious eyes again, and suppressed what he wanted to say.

Nezha took half a step back, intentionally avoiding Fairy Jiangzhu's hand, Wang Xifeng and Xuan Jue on the side glanced at him, Nezha had no choice but to slump, and reluctantly let Fairy Jiangzhu grab his wrist.

Although the Crimson Pearl Fairy is thin and weak, she is extremely powerful.

Everyone in the Three Realms knew that the funeral zither of the Crimson Pearl Fairy weighed a thousand catties.Among the Three Realms, only Fairy Crimson Pearl can control it.

Now the hand that can manipulate the Funeral Qin at will is attached to Nezha's wrist, and as the fingers move slightly, a sense of numbness travels along Nezha's wrist and reaches his brain.

What followed was an uncontrollable pain.

Daiyu's body radiated a faint light, and the faint light lingered at the place where the two touched. After a pause, it went all the way up from Nezha's wrist, and then Nezha's whole body was wrapped in such light.

This is empathy in another way.

Usually Daiyu can empathize with burying flowers, but now that Nezha is in the position of god, she must not use such common methods, she can only create a new realm.

Bi Fang, Xiaobai and others don't know what happened between Daiyu and Nezha.

In their eyes, they only saw the faint light slowly dissipating around the two of them, and soon they heard Nezha's scream.

The next moment, both of them closed their eyes and fell down.

Wang Xifeng and Xuan Jue each caught one.

Xuan Jue didn't give any explanation, still exuding coldness all over his body, clasped his hands together, and when he opened them again, a virtual shape appeared from mid-air. 0

The few people around were shocked suddenly, what appeared in the virtual form was exactly where they were now.

Xuan Jue didn't say a word, and replaced words with actions.He took Daiyu's other hand, and the two strings of golden bells touched each other, making a violent sound, like a strong wind blowing, leaving no trace.

The golden bell rang for a while and then stopped, but the several people standing in one place suddenly became unstable, as if something was pulling their ankles, forcing them to fall continuously.

Xuan Jue's hand slowly pushed forward, and a gust of hot air slowly came out and landed on them, and a curl of green smoke appeared invisible, leading several people to fall into another illusion.

Although Wang Xifeng was puzzled, she had already heard about the tacit understanding between Xuanjue and Daiyu, presumably it was some kind of consensus reached by the two.

The crimson bead fairy approached Nezha in person, and with the help of the flower soul and Huajue as a guide, she traced the traces left by Nezha in the past little by little, and only then did she see the traces that Nezha left here in the past.

And the god of justice uses the golden bell to open the illusion.It attracted several people to follow in the footsteps of Fairy Jiangzhu, so as to see the traces left by the past through the eyes of Fairy Jiangzhu.

Unexpectedly, after the two people started to empathize, they didn't see anything.

Daiyu seemed to have fallen into the darkness, without any direction, and could not hear any sound.

She only knows that the method of empathy has been successfully connected, and now she is a touch of consciousness attached to Nezha, and what she sees is Nezha's perspective.

It took a long time to see a faint light, extremely faint.

I don't know how long it took before the light gradually became real. In the distance, it was a photoelectric light that seemed to be solidified. After a while, the light spots became two, and then four, gradually forming a continuous film.It attracts people to approach the light source unconsciously.

Nezha took a few steps forward, and with a glance, he could see the stone tablet standing at the entrance of the village, with three big characters written on it.

Lujia Village.

Daiyu still remembered what she saw when she first entered Lujia Village. The village was dilapidated and deserted, and the big stone tablet at the entrance of the village was nowhere to be found. Three words were scrawled in the pen, Lujiacun.

It was different from what Nezha saw.

Nezha walked a few steps forward, and finally found the trace of a human being.

The villagers wore shabby, patched clothes.Most of the people are old people, standing neatly in several teams, holding torches high in their hands, as if they heard the sound and came looking for it.

Nezha seemed to be injured, and he walked extremely unsteadily for a few steps. When confronted with the villagers' interrogation, Nezha's figure shook for a while, and Xuxu stretched out his hand.

The next moment, he fell to the ground.

Only then did there be movement in the crowd, and several old people leaned over and leaned in front of Nezha, as if observing his expression.

Daiyu followed Nezha in the form of spiritual consciousness to watch the whole situation, and she could hear every discussion of people around her very clearly.

"There has never been a foreigner intruding into the village. Where did this man come from?"

"This sudden arrival will inevitably bring disasters. If it damages the miracle, what should we do?"

"Otherwise lock him up first, maybe he can be regarded as..."

"No way!" said a crisp voice.

Everyone turned their heads, and it was a young girl who was not tall.

"He was injured and it seemed unreasonable that we should treat him like this."

The girl's voice was timid, as if it took a lot of courage to say these few words.

The people around snorted, "You don't have the right to speak, it's really serious to give you the title of saint. You are just a sacrifice, pay attention to your identity!"

The girl clenched her fists tightly and bit her lips with her white teeth, but in the end she turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Daiyu originally wanted to follow up and observe for a while, but now her spiritual consciousness is connected with Nezha's body, so she can't stay too far away, so she can only observe Nezha's surroundings.

After the girl left, the villagers began to discuss with disdain.

Such reactions are common in Daiyu.

She was treated like this when she turned into a mortal and went through calamities in the world.

Behind the disdain and contempt is their fear and admiration hidden in their blood.

Fear the unknown and admire the unknown.

A group of people took Nezha to the temple they were talking about.

This temple is nothing more than a dilapidated thatched hut with a statue enshrined in one corner.The god statue has been scratched to a mess, there is no fairy name on it, no face, and it is impossible to tell what they are enshrining for a while.

There were several cracks in the wall, and the wind squeezed in through the cracks, and the candles around the statue also shook.In the beating light, everything seemed extraordinarily unreal.

Before Nezha woke up, Daiyu paid close attention to the layout of the room.

This is just the most common house for mortal farmers, a house made of yellow mud mixed with plant stems, and there are mottled traces of being eaten by mice in the corners.

Here are poor mountains and bad waters, and even vegetation rarely grows here.

However, some fine buds struggled to squeeze out from the gap in the door, and the young leaves trembled tremblingly, which was the only hope in this barrenness.

Occasionally, some sparse noises could be heard from the corner of the wall, like the noise of a few mice.The wind seemed to be getting stronger, and the old door frame creaked, and then there was a plop, and the old wood on the door frame fell off.

The candle that had struggled for a long time was finally extinguished, and the room was once again dark.

But the darkness made it easier for Daiyu, the room seemed to be shrouded in a hazy halo, Daiyu took a quick glance, and saw the repeatedly intertwined light.

Faint, yet unable to ignore existence.

Nezha on the ground has been tossing and turning between blurred and sober, occasionally humming softly.

There was another sound of footsteps in the distance.A little anxious, it didn't take a moment to see a girl running in against the wind.

The girl was also carrying a wooden barrel in her hand, the wooden barrel seemed to be a bit heavy, and it was a bit difficult for her to hold it.The girl frowned, and placed the barrel heavily in front of Nezha.

After placing the barrel, the girl turned around again and closed the door carefully.

The wooden door was rough in workmanship and was about to fall apart. It was devastated by the strong wind outside, and from time to time it let out a few lingering screams, as if the wind would break in through the door in the next moment.

The girl took out another fire pocket from her pocket, and lighted the candle again without any hassle.

The twilight that had gathered here just now dissipated, and Daiyu took the opportunity to observe the girl's face.