Chapter 476 How to Let Go
Zuo Chunhui murmured something in a low voice, and he asked again.
"Has Cangshui been rioting frequently recently?"
Ye Xingzhou hummed, "Before Liu Gui'an recovered his spiritual roots, Cangshui began to riot, leaving Ren Wangzhu behind and trying to force a contract with him."
Zuo Chunhui dug deeper. "Think carefully, is there anything else unusual? Tell me everything you can think of."
Ye Xingzhou began to recall Cangshui's past, and after a moment he hesitated to speak.
"Cangshui, like the Demon Lord, left a line: 'Extinguish the fire and hide in the ground.'"
"And after Ren Wangzhu appeared, things became very abnormal."
But everything abnormal can be explained, and Ren Wangzhu doesn't seem to be acting.
Now looking at this line of words again, it overlaps exactly with the "fire" in Ren Wangzhu's name.
Ye Xingzhou didn't know whether it was right or wrong for a moment, he could only tell everything he knew and let Zuo Chunhui give the answer.
Ye Xingzhou is now afraid of everything.
It seems to be calm, but in fact, one trigger can make people break down.
Ye Xingzhou had no choice but to do this.
Zuo Chunhui has been quiet for too long.
It was so quiet that when Ye Xingzhou thought the person was gone, Zuo Chunhui spoke.
"It's not Ren Wangzhu."
"You don't need to interfere in this matter. It will resolve on its own."
Ye Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, "It has come to an end?"
With the left protector's repeated reminders, the Cangshui Bow revealed, and the Demon Lord alerted, Ye Xingzhou explored all the way.
Now Zuo Chunhui suddenly told him that there was no need to interfere and it would resolve itself.
Ye Xingzhou didn't know what to feel for a moment.
Zuo Chunhui's next words echoed, "Do you still have the rules slip on you?"
"have."
Ye Xingzhou nodded immediately and took out a few crumpled pieces of paper from his arms.
Zuo Chunhui: "Find the one you took when you first entered the city."
The initial one was left by the Demon Lord, and it also has the most rules.
Ye Xingzhou took out the note separately.
Zuo Chunhui instructed step by step, "Put the note into the undead's mouth."
"good."
The dead tree was too rotten, and Ye Xingzhou would break it if he climbed up. He used his spiritual power to fly into the air.
As the height increased, Ye Xingzhou's head became level with the old man's.
Zuo Chunhui felt a lot more relieved when he saw this scene.
Now Ye Xingzhou can still use spiritual power in an environment where immortality devours spiritual power.
This is hope.
Now Zuo Chunhui is just a possessed shadow, and Ye Xingzhou cannot sense Zuo Chunhui's emotions.
His eyes fell on the old man's head.
That is Jiangke’s grandfather.
Grandpa lowered his eyelids, but his hollow eye sockets were still staring at the distant green mountains.
Grandpa's mouth was tightly closed.
Now that I look closely, I realize that this wrinkled face is so kind, even though it has become a ghost.
Ye Xingzhou landed on Grandpa's tightly closed mouth.
He suddenly noticed something unusual, "Grandpa seems to have something in his mouth."
As he spoke, Ye Xingzhou bent his hands, and in the frozen form, he easily opened the mouth.
The moment his mouth opened, Ye Xingzhou saw a piece of paper on the tip of his grandfather's tongue.
He took out the slip of paper and unfolded it.
His pupils trembled suddenly.
This note is exactly the same as the one in Ye Xingzhou's hand.
There was a piece of paper with rules in Grandpa's mouth.
My back suddenly felt cold.
Ye Xingzhou was stunned.
"Is this what the seventh player left behind?"
He'd already seen six.
All six players died on the path he took during his mission.
The same trajectory made Ye Xingzhou think that the note was left by the seventh player.
Did the seventh player complete the game?
The image of the black jade sword in the Demon Lord’s hand flashed through Ye Xingzhou’s mind.
Seven scars, seven dead souls.
The seventh player also failed to clear the level.
It felt like something touched the top of his head, and Zuo Chunhui spoke in a soothing voice.
"You will be safe."
"We're all here."
Everyone will escort Ye Xingzhou home safely.
Ye Xingzhou pursed his lips and stuffed the note in his hand into his grandfather's mouth.
The replaced note flew away with the only wind.
Fly and fly.
Fly and fly.
It finally landed in front of the City Lord's Mansion and got stuck in the gap of the tightly closed door.
Ye Xingzhou looked back, feeling dazed.
At first, this note was also posted on the door of the City Lord's Mansion.
The difference was that the note had Fang Rong's reminder: "Run!"
Is it reincarnation?
No.
It’s a breakthrough.
It's about breaking out of the siege.
A new note was stuffed into Grandpa’s mouth.
Crunch.
Ye Xingzhou heard the first sound from the outside world in this world.
The moment the note fell, Grandpa's mouth closed on its own without any external help from him.
The creaking sound is the sound made by the facial bones closing.
A gentle wind, a calm wind, gradually surged.
The speed at which the wood butterflies fluttered down began to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Time is recovering.
Still, disappearing.
The shadow is also dissipating.
Ye Xingzhou was shocked.
"Elder Zuo!"
The shadowy figure gently hugged Ye Xingzhou.
Zuo Chunhui's voice was very calm, or perhaps he had already accepted what would happen at this point.
So he calmly waited for everything to happen.
"I should have helped you on this journey."
Zuo Chunhui smiled, his voice unusually gentle.
"The Jade Bone has already merged into your body. From now on, when you kill Feng Yu Lai, you will no longer suffer any backlash."
"See you next time. The cocoon will be broken, the snake will be shed. I am no longer myself. Just kill me." (Chapter 353)
Words of advice came one after another, and finally the hair intertwined and then spread out, and the figures embraced and penetrated each other.
That sound dispersed with the flow of time.
"Don't be sad when I'm gone. Next Spring, all you see will be me."
Next Lichun, next Lichun...
As long as the seasons cycle and time flows, spring returns to the earth and everything is bright and peaceful.
The torrent of time does not allow anyone to regret.
When time stopped, Ye Xingzhou hoped that time would return to normal.
However, when flowing, emotions follow the wind, sometimes to the south, sometimes to the north, sometimes to the east, sometimes to the west.
What flows in the torrent of time are the emotions that encompass life.
The dead are teaching the living to say goodbye.
The dead are comforting the living and asking them not to be sad.
How to let go?
Is it to move towards spring and meet the person you should meet?
But, the person is dead.
Even a handful of earth couldn't be used to bury the body.
I only have one thing to say: everyone I see is an old friend.
Wild grass, spring breeze, warm water...
There is no sign of old friends, yet they are all old friends.
Ye Xingzhou closed his eyes.
The salty, bitter and sour flavors are blown away by the wind.
He closed his eyes and let time flow.
Maybe time has gone back, or maybe time has gone into the future.
Only when you open your eyes can you know where the time has come.
The red moon is still the red moon.
The undead turned into vengeful spirits again.
They lost their minds and trembled in fear at the only living person.
But when it was ten steps away from Ye Xingzhou, it turned into powder.
There is a dry well in front of me.
Two pale bodies of children were soaking at the bottom of the dry well.
Ye Xingzhou returned to the illusion that Fengyulai had set up to confuse the Demon Lord.
An illusion that follows the rules.
This time, Ye Xingzhou knew the answer that he had not found in this game.
The road of life leads to death, and the road of death leads to rebirth. The sentence before that is, the extreme yin and the extreme yang combine.
Woof woof woof!!!
The dogs were barking loudly in the Jiang Hakka family's yard.
The grandfather in immortal disguise sat in the yard, staring at Ye Xingzhou sinisterly.
The moment Ye Xingzhou stepped into the courtyard, Grandpa disappeared.
He untied the chain that tied the dog.
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