Don't try to follow her.
Jiang Jingyuan took a deep breath silently, calming the turmoil in his heart. He put down the paper in his hand and picked up a notebook at hand.
——She was indeed very curious about the method of immortality, but if the method was to turn into the group of "winged people" trapped in the cage outside the stone house, she was unwilling to do so.
Jiang Jingyuan had never heard of immortality, and she had no evidence to support it, but she did not believe that mortals becoming immortals meant turning into those things in the iron cage - if that were true, then this world would be extremely absurd and ridiculous.
Jiang Jingyuan flipped open the diary, which began with the following words: "The fusion failed. The feathered people have not retained their humanity and are extremely aggressive."
When Jiang Jingyuan saw the words written in a flamboyant style, the anger in her heart finally relaxed. She continued to look down the words on the letter, but the words on the next line made her heart ache again.
The yellowed paper read: "But the lifespan of feathered people is very long. Preliminary estimates suggest it could be over three hundred years. Perhaps..."
Jiang Jingyuan's gaze paused for a moment on the ink behind the word "Xu," then continued reading. "They say the winged people are invulnerable to swords and spears, and immune to water and fire. Even if a pill were used to blast them from the inside into clumps of flesh and blood, those clumps would still wriggle, as if still alive. Failed winged people like these can only be locked up in iron cages made of black iron. There's no way to kill them completely, so we might have to wait until their lifespans run out... but we don't know how long they can live."
Jiang Jingyuan flipped through the notebook with his fingers and looked at the next page. The content on the next page seemed to be separated from the previous page by a certain time and was not coherent.
"I told them my new idea. They were very surprised and looked at me with fear. They kept expressing their disapproval of my idea, but they couldn't give any reasons other than 'This is too scary,' 'Absolutely not,' 'How could you have such an idea,' 'In the end, are people still human?'"
When the words on the notebook reached this point, they actually revealed a hint of confusion and bewilderment.
"But weren't they also very supportive of the previously stitched-up Feathered Man? They were clearly praising the Feathered Man every day before, so why are they showing such expressions of fear now?
"Would it be better to grow feathers and become a winged person than to merge into a magical weapon?"
When she saw this line of words, the girl in white's eyes suddenly widened, and her fingers holding the notebook trembled slightly. Jiang Jingyuan couldn't believe what she saw. Her eyes darkened, and she concentrated on turning the pages.
——Integrated into the magic weapon?
Fusing a person into a magical instrument... and then living as long as the instrument, is that immortality?
It was such a horrifying idea that Jiang Jingyuan could almost see through the words the expressions of the other people mentioned by the owner of the notebook when they heard this idea.
She couldn't say which was better, becoming a winged person or integrating into a magic weapon. To be honest, Jiang Jingyuan felt that both methods were extremely terrifying.
Looking at the slightly childish words on the notebook, she found it hard to imagine what kind of person the owner of the notebook was with such strange and bold ideas. Between the lines, the owner's confusion and indifference towards "people" were revealed.
——Who does he look like?
Jiang Jingyuan always felt that the image of the owner of the notebook was very familiar. After reading and thinking for a moment, she finally remembered the Jiang Jingyuan of the past.
It was a very strange feeling. It was not that I hated people or liked people, but I had no concept of "people". It was as if all interactions and conversations took place between two souls separated from their bodies.
And "human" seems to be just a word in the mouth of another soul.
Without concepts and awareness, you will have countless curiosities and assumptions, but you will not know how shocking your ideas are.
Jiang Jingyuan pursed his lips and took a breath unconsciously. A strong fishy smell mixed with the smell of spices hit him in the face.
The expression on Jiang Jingyuan's face suddenly froze.
The calmness that was usually on his face was completely shattered. Jiang Jingyuan's facial features twisted for a moment and his face turned pale.
Even though she gradually got used to the strange mixture of stinky and spicy smell, she still felt dizzy and nauseous when she took a deep breath.
The paper flipped quickly with a rustling sound, and my eyes scanned the words line by line.
Finally, Jiang Jingyuan's eyes fell on a line of words: "Find a magical weapon and record its killing realm content. Let the person to be fused experience an event similar to the killing realm, generating extremely strong emotions that match the core of the killing realm. Then, the weapon refiner will fuse the person and the magical weapon and refine it into a new magical weapon.
"In this way, the human consciousness merges into the magical instrument, and the person and the magical instrument have the same lifespan, thus achieving immortality."
For a moment, a thought seemed to flash through Jiang Jingyuan's mind. Her eyes moved slightly, but she didn't think about that thought. Instead, she continued to read the next line of words quickly:
"This method is much better than becoming a winged person. At least I retain my self-awareness, and I don't need to be covered in feathers. But they seem to want me to continue searching for ways to perfect the winged person..."
"I didn't listen to them. Perhaps someone else can find a way to improve the Feathered Man, but I know that this experiment with the Feathered Man has come to an end with me."
"I'm still researching a better way to integrate humans and magical instruments. I've found a way to integrate humans and magical instruments, but a magical instrument is still a magical instrument after all. It..."
Jiang Jingyuan's fingers twitched slightly, and just as he was about to turn the page, he heard a loud rumbling sound behind him. Caught off guard, Jiang Jingyuan trembled slightly and turned abruptly to look behind him.
Her movements were so hasty that the flick of her sleeves swept several yellowed papers from the edge of the stone table, scattering them to the ground. Jiang Jingyuan held the notepad in one hand and the aqua-blue plum blossom sleeve arrow in the other, warily gazing at the dark, stark contrast to the brightly lit cave.
"Clang clang clang clang..."
Countless metal collision sounds overlapped and rang out.
Jiang Jingyuan suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart, and her eyelids twitched. As the uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger, a fishy and hot wind suddenly blew out from the stone road, blowing her face full of stench.
As the papers on the stone table and the ground flew around, the hot wind blew her black hair and white clothes backwards.
"roar……"
Countless low howling sounds like some kind of animal overlapped with each other, and from the dark stone passage, "dong dong dong" rushed out one after another, twisted and strange people with mottled skin and covered in bird feathers.
He... They opened their mouths and let out a howl, then rushed into the stone house and headed straight towards where Jiang Jingyuan was.
Seeing that more than twenty winged people rushed into the stone house and were about to block her way out, Jiang Jingyuan suddenly recalled the content about the winged people recorded in the notebook. Her heart was pounding. She grabbed the notebook and, seeing the opportunity, ran quickly towards the dark stone path.
Halfway through the run, Jiang Jingyuan was unsurprisingly surrounded by more than twenty winged people whose feathers were stained with yellow pus and dirt.
Jiang Jingyuan thought for a moment, and replaced the water-blue ice plum blossom sleeve arrow in his hand with a long sword.
She ran towards the stone path without stopping. When she encountered a winged man blocking her way, she slashed at him with her sword.
She did not stop. The three winged people in front of her seemed to know that they were invulnerable to swords and guns. They did not dodge or evade. Instead, they flapped their huge bird wings and came towards her in a crooked manner.
The silver-white sword blade chopped on the winged man's shoulder covered with thick bird feathers, as if it was chopping on a solid wall, causing Jiang Jingyuan's right hand to go numb.
The next moment!
Jiang Jingyuan tapped the ground with his toes, concentrating all his strength on the sword that was slashing at the feathered man.
The whole person landed lightly and flipped in the air, like a white bird flying across the sky. The girl in white flipped over the winged man blocking the stone path, landed on her toes, and ran quickly into the smelly stone path.
In the dark stone road, a ball of orange-red fire suddenly lit up, and a figure in white, as sharp as a swallow or a swan, ran in the orange-red fire with a solemn expression.
“Da da da…da da da…”
“Boom boom boom… boom boom boom…”
The girl in white in the firelight in front was running as lightly as a firefly in the night. In the darkness behind, more than twenty winged people were lurking with heavy footsteps, and every step seemed to be stepped on the ground with all their strength. They ran unsteadily, but at an extremely fast speed, they followed the firelight in front a few steps behind, keeping close to it.
Jiang Jingyuan held the lantern in one hand, turned around suddenly, and flicked his right sleeve. Countless marbles flashed silver in the dim light and flew towards the winged man who was chasing him from behind.
The marble hit the winged man without leaving any trace and was instantly bounced away, while also blocking the winged man's forward speed for a moment.
Jiang Jingyuan gritted his teeth and ran wildly, the light in his hand swaying and pulling to the extreme.
"clatter!"
Jiang Jingyuan had sharp eyes. As soon as he saw a corner of the stone steps, he jumped onto them as lightly as a cat.
“Da da da…da da da…”
Jiang Jingyuan ran on the long stone steps.
call--
The girl in white emerged from the secret passage like a fish. She pushed herself against the ground with her hands and turned half a circle. She half-knelt on the wooden floor and swung her other hand towards the secret passage.
Invisible spiritual power flooded over the mottled and blackened human face that had just been revealed and illuminated by the light.
"boom!"
In the dim passage, winged people, some with feathers hanging from their arms to form wings, and some with a pair of wings growing out of their backs, were pressing one another down, tumbling down the stone steps under the pressure of invisible spiritual power.
Jiang Jingyuan stood up hurriedly, turned around and rushed to the dressing table on the side, grabbed the exquisite bronze mirror and turned it. Amid the dull sound of the mechanism turning, a wooden board extended from the secret passage on the ground, rose up and closed the passage, and merged with the surrounding ground.
"Ha..." Jiang Jingyuan leaned against the wall while holding onto the dressing table. He let out a light breath, and his shoulders completely relaxed.
Jiang Jingyuan closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened them again, they were clear and calm. She straightened her back and was about to gather her thoughts when a sudden "bang" sounded from the side.
The chaotic sound of footsteps and people talking came like a torrential rain.
Jiang Jingyuan's whole body tensed up instantly, and before he could react further, a group of middle-aged men and women in luxurious clothes rushed into the house like a flood.
They came straight towards her, and as soon as they saw her their faces twisted into ferocious expressions. They stretched out their hands, grabbed her arms, or pulled her hair, and dragged her out brutally.
From their mouths came sounds that sounded like human voices at first, but upon closer listening, they sounded like the sneers of little devils, as if they were cursing something very angrily.
They pulled her without even giving her a glance, as if they were dragging a mere puppet at their mercy.
“?!!”
Jiang Jingyuan subconsciously mobilized the spiritual power stored in the jade ring to attack the people around her -
"boom!"
All the tables and chairs in the room were gone.
At the same time, the door of the room was slammed shut with a loud "bang". Jiang Jingyuan, who had fallen inside, heard countless chaotic footsteps outside the door, which seemed to move back and forth for a while, and then slowly walked away.
Amidst the chirping of unknown birdsong, a grouchy middle-aged male voice spoke the only human language that Jiang Jingyuan could understand:
"Don't even think about following her! You have to stay with us even if you become a ghost!!!"
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