Chapter 333 Jinjiang
Yan Shixun felt as if he heard some noise in a trance, but when he turned around, there was nothing.
Only the sound of dripping water echoed in the empty cave.
The ball of light swayed, and the shadows cast by the rugged rocks on the stone wall also swayed, with fangs and claws bared like evil spirits.
Except for this small illuminated area, the rest of the cave is hidden in darkness. The huge cave hall has no end in sight, and the heavy sense of oppression is silent and suffocating.
The outline of a human figure flashed in the darkness.
When I caught a glimpse of a swaying black shadow out of the corner of my eye, I looked again and there was nothing there, as if it was just an illusion caused by my panic.
But if you keep staring at a certain dark spot, you will find that there seems to be a figure standing in the dark corner, silently moving towards the light.
The bright ball of light is like a target in the dark, enough to attract the attention of ghosts hiding in the dark.
It seems that the best option is to extinguish the light ball and move forward in the darkness.
Yan Shixun showed no fear at all. He just calmly glanced at the deathly silent cave, nodded at the vague outline in the darkness, then turned around with a smile and looked at the stone wall he had pushed open.
In his opinion, although the extremely dark cave was naturally the best place to hide ghosts, he had no reason to be afraid now.
It's not just because he is a ghost exorcist and has seen many ghosts. Even the most vicious ghost or the little King of Hell is nothing more than a crying fat rabbit waiting to be beaten in his hands.
It’s also because…
The ghosts who can enter the cave and guard outside the burial ground are all villagers who were massacred more than a hundred years ago.
Those loyal and grateful people never regretted their act of preserving the truth through death until the last second before their death. Even if they were angry at the perpetrators, they never harmed innocent people.
In Yan Shixun's view, the villagers who died in order to protect the remains of Ye are all heroic souls that will never be extinguished.
Why is there any reason to be afraid?
Yan Shixun raised his head and looked at the stone wall that was more than ten meters high.
After this stone wall was formed naturally, it was artificially excavated and used as a gate to guard the burial ground. It has been tightly closed for thousands of years and is already covered with dust and cobwebs.
When Yan Shixun brushed off the dust on the stone wall, he saw the friction marks left on it, as well as the words deeply carved with a carving knife.
The words written by the craftsmen are not very beautiful, nor as elegant as the poems handed down, but the simplest language has the heaviest power that can touch people's hearts.
"Hundreds of thousands of heroes and soldiers from Yedi rest here."
"The generals of Ye defended the city with their lives, and we should defend the tomb with our lives."
'Ghosts and monsters, please do not disturb the peace here.'
'May the 100,000 heroic souls of Ye achieve enlightenment, ascend to heaven and become immortals, and enjoy the wealth and honor of the gods.'
Under the stone wall, there is a rusty incense burner with some remaining incense ash in it.
In addition, there are remaining bowls, plates, cups, chopsticks, and copper basins used for burning paper.
All the objects had been severely corroded due to the dampness and darkness in the cave, and the food offerings in the vessels had long since rotted into a pile of mud and dust.
But it can still be seen how the villagers at that time piously and solemnly prepared sacrifices for the soldiers after sealing the tombs, sincerely hoping that the soldiers could become gods and obtain the happiness that they believed the soldiers should enjoy.
A simple wish is more powerful than any sweet words.
Yan Shixun couldn't help but be moved, not only for the villagers' virtue of repaying their gratitude, but also for the 100,000 soldiers.
When the villagers secretly collected the bodies of the soldiers from the battlefield and hid them here, they had no idea what would happen later.
Whether it was ghosts and gods or Fengdu, they were all too distant and incredible for the villagers thousands of years ago.
No one would have thought that the soldiers who died tragically on the battlefield did not reincarnate after death, nor did they linger on the battlefield.
Instead, with a heart full of anger and obsession, he followed Ye Li to attack Fengdu from afar, killed the Emperor Beiyin Fengdu, ascended the throne as a ghost god, and became the new Fengdu.
The villagers' simple wishes were also dashed.
Those soldiers did not enjoy leisure and wealth after their death.
Although they became "immortals", they did not sleep on their laurels. Instead, they stood silently between yin and yang for thousands of years, guarding death and justice.
Just as they resented thousands of years ago.
Ye Li and his soldiers did not get justice after their death a thousand years ago, so after their death, they began to guard the justice of others.
Even if the world of the living does not judge...
There are also Fengdu silent guards.
Judge sin and restore justice.
Yan Shixun's fingers fell on the stone wall, his fingertips sliding across the knife-carved grooves, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"If you knew what happened to those soldiers later, I wonder whether you would be happy or sad..."
Yan Shixun lowered his eyes and said softly, "You guard the corpses of the soldiers. Although the soldiers have become 'immortals' after death, they have been guarding yin and yang, guarding the souls of you and your descendants, and will never suffer the unfair treatment like a thousand years ago."
"If you count carefully, they probably haven't rested for a single day?"
Yan Shixun recalled the soldiers he had seen on the battlefield and smiled softly.
Under the cold and icy armor of the soldiers, there is such a burning heart.
The swords are pointed forward, while the backs are facing the souls they are protecting.
They never speak of their achievements, and the world doesn't even know they exist, but they are the most gentle.
If the soldiers knew that someone was guarding them, would they be happy?
Yan Shixun whispered, "Thank you very much for guarding the tomb for the soldiers for a thousand years. Now, your mission has ended. Leave this tomb to me... I believe that those soldiers would prefer you to go and reincarnate, rather than guarding here all the time and losing your next life."
"Your merits are enough to allow you to be reborn into a good family this time."
His voice was filled with laughter and infinite tenderness: "There will be no war, no massacre and no death. You can truly enjoy your own life in this peaceful and prosperous world."
"It's time to leave... Thank you."
Yan Shixun's voice was scattered in the quiet air, and it was unclear whether he was talking to himself or to some existence in the darkness.
The cave was still quiet, as if Yan Shixun's guess was wrong, and there was no soul hiding in the darkness, silently guarding the burial ground.
Yan Shixun was not in a hurry, but waited patiently.
The next moment, the stone wall, which originally weighed a thousand pounds, made a low muffled sound, and the tightly closed door automatically opened a gap.
“Squeak…click——!”
A cold wind blew out through the gap, carrying with it a dull, damp smell that hadn't been there for a long time.
Yan Shixun's originally tense brows relaxed, knowing that he had guessed right.
He turned around and nodded his thanks to the darkness behind him.
Then, he placed his palms on the stone wall, took a deep breath, and exerted force suddenly, and all the muscles in his body tensed up instantly.
Starting from this small gap, the stone wall gate slowly opened to both sides, gradually expanding into a gap large enough for people to pass through.
Yan Shixun then breathed a sigh of relief and slid sideways through the gap into the space behind the stone wall.
Since there are ghosts guarding here, he cannot ignore the villagers who are still guarding the tombs here after their death.
Whether out of gratitude or courtesy, he should obtain the consent of the ghosts before taking any action.
Although Yan Shixun was not afraid of fighting with any ghost, he did not want to hurt those villagers who were worthy of admiration.
This is a virtue that has long been lost, and even Yan Shixun could not help but stand in awe.
Moreover, without the consent of the gravekeeper, it would be extremely difficult to open the tomb door. Even a weight of several thousand kilograms could become as heavy as Mount Tai under the determination of the gravekeeper.
Yan Shixun dared to say that even if the villagers who were massacred more than a hundred years ago did not keep this secret, assuming that people from other villages really found this place through the intricate terrain of the caves, the people from those villages would not be able to open the tomb door.
——Heavier than wood and stone is the will of the ghost guard.
After Yan Shixun's figure disappeared in the cave outside the stone wall, the empty and tall cave hall returned to darkness.
After a long time, figures slowly emerged from the darkness, and the outlines of human figures gradually became clear.
The ghost, surrounded by dim green light, stood quietly on the stone surface of the cave hall, looking silently towards the stone gate of the burial ground.
As ghosts appeared one after another, the originally huge cave hall was gradually filled up.
There are both men and women among them, and their clothes and attire are also different. The characteristics of the dynasties can be clearly seen, from a thousand years ago to more than a hundred years ago, without missing any period of time.
It was only about a hundred years ago that it came to an abrupt end.
It was also at this time that children and young people began to appear.
Thousands of years ago, the villagers settled here, raising their own children generation after generation, silently guarding the secret of the burial ground, and then after death, they still did not dare to reincarnate, but guarded the burial ground, fearing that someone would disturb their ancestors' benefactors.
Until now, the right people have found the right place.
They seemed to finally be able to let go of their worries...
Countless generations of villagers stood quietly in the darkness, looking towards the stone wall, with smiles slowly emerging in their eyes.
The murmuring whispers echoed vaguely in the cave, layer upon layer.
The benefactors really became gods.
Great! Our efforts have not been in vain.
Someone came to take the bodies of the benefactors.
Let him go, he has a similar aura to that of the benefactor.
The benefactors who died with grievances on the battlefield back then have finally gotten their revenge. It’s great! God has eyes.
We have lived up to our ancestors' instructions and have guarded the remains of our benefactors, not allowing evil spirits to disturb their peace after death.
We can finally rest in peace...
Ghosts are whispering and the wind is blowing.
But in the cave, this is spring.
…
When Yan Shixun stepped behind the stone wall, he immediately felt the temperature around him dropping rapidly.
Even though he was wearing a cashmere coat, he could still feel the coldness spreading against his skin.
This is not only the ambient temperature from the underground cave, but also the coldness of the soul.
It is the temperature of death.
Yan Shixun could feel that his soul seemed to have fallen into an ice cave. There was ice everywhere, emitting a chill that was enough to freeze his soul.
His exposed skin dropped to ice-cold temperature in just a few seconds, and his fingers became so stiff that he could hardly bend or stretch them.
But Yan Shixun did not retreat, but gritted his teeth and endured it.
He stood behind the stone wall, quietly waiting for himself to adapt to the new temperature, and also took the opportunity to check out the environment in front of him.
Yan Shixun raised the light in his hand high, allowing it to illuminate the dark mausoleum.
The ball of light from the King of Hell seemed to be burning with ghost energy and was more stable than any lighting technology, which made Yan Shixun very satisfied.
He even thought that when he returned, he could tell the King of Hell that if the King of Hell didn't like navigation, he could also make a lighting product that would not only save electricity but also have extremely stable performance.
Yan Shixun had even thought of the gg words for the King of Hell.
——It only consumes one ghost to light up for 100 hours. Yanwang Lighting is your new choice for energy saving.
When he returns from the burial ground, the King of Hell should still be there... Before they parted, the King of Hell did not say goodbye to him, so he should not leave so soon. He also took this opportunity to talk to the King of Hell about the affairs of the underworld.
Yan Shixun was thinking absentmindedly, observing the cave in front of him with one mind and two abilities.
It can be seen that even though the conditions were difficult, the villagers thousands of years ago did their best to provide a good tomb for the soldiers.
Although the situation was critical at the time, the villagers were unwilling to let their benefactors rest in peace in simple graves.
Since the imperial court refused to acknowledge the merits of the soldiers, they would come to give their benefactors the glory they deserve.
The four stone walls of the cave are all carved with various images of birds and animals, and even murals.
Yan Shixun took a quick look and discovered that the murals depicted the battlefield in Ye a thousand years ago.
It can be seen that the craftsmen responsible for carving the murals truly loved and admired Yeli and the soldiers.
The craftsmen carved Yeli and its soldiers to be tall and majestic, while the enemy troops looked shifty, sinister and cunning, so lifelike that the viewers began to hate them.
A smile appeared in Yan Shixun's eyes.
If he did not know Ye Li, he would probably really believe the description of Ye Li on the mural that "he is nine feet tall, strong and powerful, and can lift a tripod."
However, Yan Shixun was still very happy to see that someone loved Yeli and the soldiers so much.
Although this is not a normal mausoleum, the villagers at that time were too stubborn to let their benefactor fall behind others, so they imitated the mausoleums of kings, princes and generals, and had everything that was necessary.
Even along the bottom of the stone wall of the mural, there are many clay vessels piled up.
Although they are not expensive items like gold, silver or jewelry, it can be seen that real care was put into the making of these utensils.
Whether it is the funerary objects or the patterns on the murals, although they are still a bit rough compared to the real treasures, in Yan Shixun's opinion, these items are not the most precious.
Rather, it is the love that the people have for Yeli and the soldiers.
Their respect and affirmation for Yeli is the most precious treasure, an uncrowned crown.
After seeing the villagers' intentions, Yan Shixun couldn't help but feel sincerely proud of Yeli.
He laughed softly, his eyes full of tenderness.
When Yan Shixun felt that his body had adapted to the coldness of the surrounding environment and his movements were unimpeded, he began to walk towards the depths of the mausoleum.
With the help of the ball of light in his hand, he gradually saw the structure of the tomb as he walked.
The conditions are simple, but the villagers are very wise.
They cleverly used the original shape of the stone wall to design a way to use the structure of the stone wall itself to support the entire mausoleum, and used the direction of the stones to carve rare and exotic animals and battlefield scenes on the rugged and uneven stone wall.
Even if Yan Shixun did not know Ye Li and the soldiers, he could still understand the achievements of the soldiers at that time just from these continuous murals.
He fought in battles all his life and never lost a battle, but in order to protect the old, weak, and sick people who could not evacuate the city, he gritted his teeth and stayed in Ye, and died to protect the people...
Their death is their most dazzling achievement.
Even if hundreds or thousands of years pass, their brilliance cannot be diminished.
Yan Shixun walked very slowly, not wanting to miss any vivid murals on the stone wall.
Through these murals, his understanding of Ye Li's lifetime has deepened.
The image of the majestic and fearsome general who had once terrified the enemy quickly came to life in Yan Shixun's mind.
He couldn't help but marvel at Ye Li's achievements and majesty back then.
"Although you are not here, I will praise you for the time being."
Yan Shixun chuckled, his eyes filled with love: "Very impressive, you have become a hero to those people."
If Ye Li heard Yan Shixun's rare praise, he would definitely be very happy.
It's a pity that he is not here now.
Yan Shixun's voice echoed among the empty stone walls, but no one heard it.
As you go deeper into the mausoleum, the scenery gradually begins to change.
They were no longer the funerary objects and murals they had been before, but had become rotten weapons.
There were spots of rust on it, and the wooden shafts of the spears and arrows had long since decayed into mud, leaving only the metal components remaining.
Yan Shixun squatted down to check and soon realized what it was.
When the villagers were collecting the soldiers' bones, they also picked up some weapons from the battlefield.
The word "Ye" is engraved on these weapons. They were weapons once used by soldiers and were also used as burial objects by the villagers. They were placed in the mausoleum to accompany the soldiers.
How can a general be without weapons?
When Yan Shixun stood up, he was also impressed by the villagers' attentiveness back then.
There was only one night left, and not only did they have to accurately find the remains of the soldiers from the battlefield where both sides had died, but they also had to transport such a large number of bones back then. This was by no means a small task considering the manpower and transportation capacity at that time.
But despite such a huge project, the villagers were well organized.
Not only did he avoid being captured by the new forces that were eyeing him covetously, he even picked up the weapons left behind by the soldiers on the battlefield.
These weapons, whose owners could not be identified, were buried as burial objects in the mausoleum, accompanying the soldiers, which was a sign of the villagers' respect for the soldiers.
When the people truly love someone, their sincerity will be hidden in every detail. The true history is not in the pens of historians, but in the hearts of the people.
Even though later generations were wary and erased this brutal massacre from history books, making the famous achievements of Ye and Li disappear from history, they were unwilling to reveal the failure of one hundred thousand people killing one million people to future generations.
But the truth cannot be hidden.
The gods and ghosts in heaven and earth know it, and the people know it too.
Those who truly love us hide under the mountains and rivers. Their souls have returned, but they still guard Ye and refuse to leave.
When Yan Shixun walked to the second stone door, he stopped.
Behind the first stone door are the villagers’ records of the soldiers’ life-long merits, as well as as many burial objects as they could collect.
Behind the second stone door are the corpses of the soldiers.
The remains of Yeli will also be displayed behind this door.
Mingming had already made up his mind to make Ye Li accept his own past and become the Great Dao.
But when he really got close to the remains, Yan Shixun still hesitated for a moment.
He was not afraid of corpses.
As a ghost exorcist for so many years, Yan Shixun has seen all kinds of ghosts, no matter how hideous the corpses or how powerful the ghosts are, and he has handled and buried quite a few of them personally.
However, when the owner of the corpse is someone he knows, or even loves...
Yan Shixun couldn't help but recall the time many years ago when Li Chengyun's remains were sent back to Binhai City.
He personally took care of Li Chengyun's remains and closed the coffin for him with his own hands. He watched his only close relative slowly being buried by handfuls of earth, knowing that from then on they would be separated by the Yin and Yang and there would be no possibility of them meeting again.
Even though he was lucky enough to get the chance to see Li Chengyun again in the old Fengdu, he had to part with Li Chengyun once again.
The second time was a farewell forever.
Li Chengyun's soul was annihilated, and he voluntarily gave up the chance of life given to him by the Great Dao, and did not give Yan Shixun any chance to hesitate.
For the sake of the great cause and common people, he killed himself with his own hands, completely cutting off any possibility of disaster returning and preserving peace on earth for thousands of years thereafter.
But that scene was deeply engraved in Yan Shixun's heart.
When he was sleeping in a business car leaving the southwest, he kept dreaming about the scene where Li Chengyun finally fell into the abyss but smiled at him.
The nightmare never ended.
Yan Shixun didn't tell anyone, but he knew that scene would become a festering scar in his heart that would never heal.
And now, he is going to personally help Yeli become a great road.
Yan Shixun placed his palm on the cold stone door, but hesitated and did not dare to push the door open.
Once you get close to the remains, there’s really no turning back.
He was well aware that his special physique as a manifestation of evil spirits in his bones would always attract the attention of the Great Dao.
This is the best way to show the world to the Tao and seek strength, but it also has hidden problems.
——What he sees will also be what the Tao sees.
The Tao has always been looking down upon him, and everything around him will come within the scope of the Tao's attention.
Even though this is the burial place of ghosts and gods, the Great Dao cannot interfere.
But because he is here, and Yeli is not on guard against him, maybe...
Through this, the Avenue will be able to see the condition of the burial ground.
Based on Yan Shixun's understanding of the Tao, the Tao does not have any warmth. It only acts with the strictest rationality and makes absolutely rational judgments.
Yan Shixun might hesitate because he was worried about Yeli, but Dadao would not.
What it wants is absolute protection for all living things.
And Yeli is the best backup option for the Great Dao.
As long as the Great Way declines and weakens, Yeli, which has accepted its past and transformed itself from a ghost to a Great Way, will become the new Great Way and replace the old one to support the heaven and earth.
Yan Shixun once had similar ideas to the Tao, but he believed that the one who could be sacrificed at any time for all living things was not Yeli.
But himself.
Yan Shixun couldn't accept watching others die while he was still alive.
What's more, when he was faced with a decision of no return, it was because of this hesitation that should not have occurred that he suddenly realized his true feelings.
——I don’t know when it started, but to him, Ye Li has become as important as Li Chengyun.
With her companionship day after day, he unknowingly developed an inseparable affection for Ye Li.
Yan Shixun once didn't understand what love was.
But now, he can firm up his mind and say solemnly—
He really loved Yeli.
And in this life, all the love he has will be given to Yeli.
As long as Yan Shixun imagined the scene of Ye Li's death or even disappearance, he felt a heart-wrenching pain.
The ghost exorcist, who has always been selfless, also has his own selfish desires.
That unusual selfishness...
The name is Yeli.
Yan Shixun wanted Ye Li to survive, both as the lord of Fengdu and as his lover.
The path for ghosts and gods to ascend to the throne... Although both Ye Li and the King of Hell downplayed the matter, both they and Yan Shixun knew that this was by no means an easy task.
Even if it weren't for Yeli, this would have become an absolutely impossible task.
There is only Ye Li, the only one between heaven and earth who has defeated ghosts and gods in human form. He is the change and miracle that has never happened under the Great Dao.
Therefore, he has the possibility to become the Great Dao, the new successor, and take over the heavy responsibility of the people from the existing Great Dao.
But even so, if Yeli wants to become a great country, it must pay a heavy price.
Yan Shixun didn’t know what the result of Ye Li’s trial would be, nor did he know whether Ye Li could really become his own past and become the Great Dao…
Yan Shixun, who has always been fearless, also has his own soft spots and weaknesses.
He was afraid that Ye Li would leave him just like Li Chengyun.
More than ten years ago, when Yan Shixun was abandoned at the market by his parents, it was Li Chengyun who gave him a home, a place where he could feel at ease and where his soul could rest.
No matter how far he goes, the small courtyard covered with green vines in the old city of Binhai will always be sunny in his heart, waiting for the wanderer to return home.
But that expectation also dissipated with the death of Li Chengyun.
After Li Chengyun's death, every time he returned to the courtyard, there would no longer be anyone to talk to him with a smile, prepare a meal for him, listen to his stories, or test his studies...
All that greeted him was the cold darkness of the room.
Yan Shixun once fell asleep in bed with wounds all over his body, with his clothes on. In the darkness, even his breathing was cold and lonely.
But later, this loneliness was broken by Ye Li.
The man walked into his life with a smile, making him accustomed to having the man around him every minute of every second...
Yan Shixun didn’t know what he would become if he lost the warmth that was waiting for him again.
When he stood in front of this stone door, he finally saw his own heart clearly at the moment of final decision.
Every cell and every thought is saying - Ye Li cannot be lost.
He is my only love, my anchor and home in this life.
I like the days and nights with him, and I like the way he smiles at me when I turn around. Whether it's his jealousy or the food he never cooks well... I like the daily life of being in the same room with him.
I don't want to lose this rare peace and happiness.
Yan Shixun lowered his head slightly, and slowly curled his palm that was placed on the stone door into a fist, exerting so much force that veins bulged.
He closed his eyes, slowly exhaled, and allowed his turbulent heart to gradually calm down and his messy thoughts to become more organized.
Even at this time, Yan Shixun was still trying hard to pull his brain out of the complicated thoughts like a ball of wool and start working again.
The Dadao and the common people and Yeli were fluctuating up and down on the two sides of the scale in Yan Shixun's heart, fighting against each other. No matter which one he chose, the other side that was abandoned made Yan Shixun breathe hard.
It was not until this moment that Yan Shixun suddenly understood what the King of Hell had said to him before.
——'Only you can get close to the burial place of ghosts and gods, and only you can decide whether Yeli can become a great road.'
He smiled bitterly and shook his head slowly.
How strong a mind does one need to be to remain unshakable even at a moment like this?
It turns out that compared to the difficulty of finding a burial place, the real difficulty lies in the choice and the consequences to be faced.
The most important thing is not the search, but the choice of the soul.
Even if he brought back Ye Li's remains, and Ye Li successfully passed the trial and obtained the qualifications to become a Great Dao, no one had ever experienced what happened after that, and no one could know what would happen or what the outcome would be.
After all, no new avenue has ever been born since recorded history.
Not to mention that now it is Yeli, the Lord of Fengdu, who is incarnating into the Great Dao, rather than all living things sacrificing their lives to transform into the Great Dao.
If they fail, perhaps what awaits Yeli... will be total destruction.
All the speculations quickly flashed through Yan Shixun's mind.
There was no moment when he hated his own sanity and clarity so much.
If he had been dumber and more selfish, would he not have faced such a difficult struggle?
Yan Shixun felt like there were two completely different voices pulling him back and forth between the left and right sides.
Although the Great Dao is in decline nowadays, there are no longer any practitioners in the world who have truly achieved the Great Dao, and ascending to become a god only exists in legends.
However, Yan Shixun had read countless letters from his predecessors, and had also read about their experiences and the difficulties they encountered when they ascended to heaven from those narrative texts.
But it was not until now, when Yan Shixun himself experienced such torment, that he suddenly understood why there were so few recorded cases of ascension.
Two completely different ideas were fighting in his heart, like an inner demon hindering his progress. No matter what choice he made, it seemed that the road ahead would be a painful hell for him.
Yan Shixun blinked, but no one in the darkness could see the tears in his eyes and his clenched fists and trembling hands.
When the final moment came, Yan Shixun, who had already realized the Dao of Heaven and Earth, completely understood the Dao's intentions.
The Tao has far-reaching plans for the world and all living things, and its thoughts are not limited to the present.
Instead, it is to prepare for the future and guard against disasters that may occur thousands or hundreds of years in the future.
After Yeli became the Great Dao, it did not necessarily have to replace the Great Dao immediately.
However, if the great power collapses again, Yeli will become the last and most important line of defense of heaven and earth, so that the people will not experience the pain and struggle like a hundred years ago.
The Tao is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon.
What it wants is the absolute safety of all living things, and it does not want any omissions.
At this moment, the weight of the entire world fell on Yan Shixun's shoulders.
——The only lover, and absolute safety for all the people in the world, what will you choose?
Perhaps, even if you give up the world and choose your lover, there will be no problem.
After all, the old Fengdu has completely dissipated, and there will be no existence between heaven and earth that can threaten the existence of the Great Dao for thousands of years. The reason why the Great Dao guided Yeli to find the burial site is just to prepare for possible disasters in the future.
Perhaps the disaster will not occur until thousands of years later, or perhaps this backup option will never be used.
Sacrificing your loved one for a very low probability possibility...is it really worth it?
But if Ye Li dies, he will disappear completely and there will be no possibility of returning to you.
You will spend the rest of your life in silence and pain, feeling eternal guilt towards your lover.
Is that what you wanted?
Think about those who never understood you, those who still abused and accused you after you saved them. Think about those who did evil, their numerous crimes and countless blood and death...
Are they really worth saving?
Is it worth it to risk the life of the only person you love just for a possibility with an extremely low probability?
You don't even know those strangers! Why sacrifice so much for them!
Is it time to be a little selfish?
For your own happiness.
…
Two completely different voices echoed repeatedly in Yan Shixun's mind, constantly tugging at his soul.
At this moment, he felt as if flames were passing through his body and his whole body was shaking with pain.
Yan Shixun could endure inhuman pain and sustain serious injuries that would kill ordinary people, but he gritted his teeth and persisted in killing evil spirits and protecting the living.
But when the object of choice became Ye Li, and when pain was inflicted on the soul...even Yan Shixun could not endure such pain.
He would rather be the one to die, that would be simpler.
Decisions at forks in the road are always difficult.
The consequences of this choice may become an unbearable burden for Yan Shixun.
There was silence in the cave.
Perhaps the soldiers' skeletons behind the stone gate also felt Yan Shixun's pain and suffering, and the temperature around him gradually warmed up.
It was as if the souls of the soldiers appeared behind Yan Shixun one by one, looking at him with a smile, and saying -
Make your choice. No matter what choice you make, we and the commander will always support you without any complaints.
Cold sweat soaked Yan Shixun's shirt and coat. When he raised his head again and looked at the stone gate in front of him, his broken eyes shook and finally became firm again.
Yan Shixun took a deep breath and stood up straight again.
He lowered his eyelashes, looked at his hand that was resting on the stone door, and finally gritted his teeth and pushed the stone door open with force.
“Squeak, snap—!”
A heavy voice sounded.
There is no going back.
But Yan Shixun's eyes were extremely firm.
He has made his choice.
——He is an exorcist and he should shoulder the heavy responsibility for the people and he cannot shirk it.
Ye and Li will surely become the main road.
And if it fails...
He will accompany his lover and perish together.
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