Chapter 69 There are three deaths in a person’s life.
At the end of the corridor, there is a mirror.
This is an ordinary mirror. Doctor Wu, or Wu Yun, faced it and drew a spell with his hands. Before he put his finger down, Ning Mingmei said to the system: "Record it."
system:?
Ning Mingmei: "Take advantage of the fact that the other party hasn't registered the IP yet and copy it first to get the intellectual property rights."
……Depend on!
The system started recording while cursing. After Wu Yun finished his spell, the mirror surface began to ripple like water.
Then he drew a transparent silk thread from his temple.
The silk threads are glittering and glowing faintly.
Ning Mingmei asked: "What is this?"
Wu Yun said: "This is a magical silk thread left behind thousands of years ago."
Everyone has a soul, and there are thousands of divine threads in the soul. What Gui Ruoxue extracted from Shi Ruzhuo's soul and used to refine the Seven Emotions Powder was actually Shi Ruzhuo's magical silk.
He sank the magic silk into the mirror, and the mirage in the mirror was like a mirror flower and a moon in the water. Wu Yun said, "Please follow me and let me probe a little into the cave. I am not good at explaining, so please come and watch it together."
Ning Mingmei said to the system: "This technology..."
System: "No risk, you can go in with him and take a look."
Ning Mingmei: "If this technology can be used to make movies and AAA games, such as simulated immortal cultivation shooting games, it would make a lot of money. As the saying goes, the easiest money to make is from game geeks."
System: ...Damn.
The world is changing, but Ning Mingmei's original intention remains unchanged, right?
Ning Mingmei used one of his spiritual senses to probe in, while the rest of his spiritual senses could still clearly see the situation outside.
What appeared before his eyes was a piece of slightly reddish soil. The sky was dark, it was a moonless night.
Wu Yun said: "This is the Ye land thousands of years ago."
Thousands of years ago, in the Quaternary Period. The goddess has not yet died, the gate of heaven has collapsed, and it is the darkest time in the world with thin spiritual energy.
The wind was so strong that it brought the smell of blood. Ning Mingmei remembered that at that time there was a melee among all the circles, and Yedi was invaded by demons, causing heavy casualties. Every small village was under martial law at night.
But in the dark jungle, there is another person.
A shadow in blue clothes.
A young man in blue clothes was walking in the deep jungle, carrying a bow on his back. He must have returned from a night patrol, hunting monsters, and there was blood on his sleeves - it seemed that it must have been a fierce battle.
Ning Mingmei had seen Wu Yun wearing the same clothes. But in his eyes, Wu Yun's clothes were far less exquisite than the clothes he saw in this divine silk.
In fact, it is hard to say which part is more refined and how refined it is. I just think this dress is nice for no reason.
"This divine thread belongs to a great demon. Therefore, what you see is what he sees. This is how a witch looks to him."
Ning Mingmei followed the vision of the big monster and returned to Xiaoli Village with the witch from a thousand years ago. People in Li Village dare not light a fire at night for fear of attracting evil spirits. The big monster can see at night and is not afraid of the darkness.
Finally, until the witch returned to his hut. The big monster returned to the forest and found an open space to lie down.
The system was confused: "What is he doing?"
Ning Mingmei suddenly understood—the big demon was escorting.
"This is a shaman of the Li people thousands of years ago. His name is Wu Yu. The big demon and Wu Yu are friends." Wu Yun said.
Ning Mingmei: "How did humans and monsters become friends?"
Wu Yun said, "I don't know. There are always many ways for people to meet each other. The same goes for humans and monsters."
The story flows like flowing water. Ning Mingmei knew that the big monster was a fox demon with profound magical powers and great immortality.
Wu Yun said: "This demon fox was originally a general of the demon fox tribe. He was cruel and later left the tribe. According to legend, this great demon traveled all over the world and finally settled near a small village. There was no trace of him causing trouble in the world anymore. Some people speculated whether there was some particularly powerful hermit in that small village who defeated and sealed him."
But in fact, Wu Yu is a very ordinary human wizard.
Wu Yu's talent is not even as good as Wu Yun's. He became a shaman simply because he was a good man. Even though his power was very small, he was willing to sacrifice his soul to protect the village.
People who practice witchcraft don't live long, let alone ordinary people like Wu Yu. Every rune he shot out carried a bit of his soul.
Despite this, he still guards the village weakly, silently and gently.
The big demon didn't know how long he had been watching this weak human in the dark. Such weak humans always have a narrow escape of death even when fighting monsters, but when they return to the village, they always have a gentle smile on their face.
He is so powerful that he is not afraid. Humans are so weak, why shouldn't they be afraid?
Later, when Wu Yu went out on patrol, the big demon always watched him in the dark. Later, because of an opportunity that exposed their tracks, they met. They walked through the secluded valley of Yedi, with flowers in spring and snow in winter. Gradually, more and more monsters knew that there was a big monster here. They gave up Yedi and dared not invade again.
Wu Yu is still patrolling the mountains. The big demon still followed him.
No matter how they go around, they can't leave this small place. But he has spent countless years in the mountains.
A man and a demon, who should have been mortal enemies, became each other's secret friends in such an era. The Li people also gradually accepted the fact that Wu Yu was on good terms with the big monster. Sometimes, when the villagers made steamed bread, they would ask Wu Yu to bring a few to the big monster.
If only time could continue like this.
system:……
It's a very touching emotional story. But it always felt that Ning Mingmei would be very impatient...
impatient?
system:?
Why does Ning Mingmei look so piercing and mumbling to himself as he remembers something?
Wait, this doesn't look like a reaction to a beautiful love story.
So what is Ning Mingmei remembering?
Ning Mingmei said, "Write down Wu Yu's date of birth and their meeting anniversary diary. What if the big demon has a safe in his demon king's tomb and uses the birthday of the person he secretly loves as the password?"
system:……
Damn it.
Wu Yun said: "But people are always born, grow old, get sick and die, let alone witches. When Wu Zhu was 35 years old, he was already exhausted. The price of witchcraft is irreversible."
Ning Mingmei: "No one has studied this. Is there any way to prolong life?"
Wu Yun said, "Actually, there is. This fox demon has a special physique. As a great demon, he could have forcibly transformed him into a half-demon. But the wizard didn't want to."
This good man was as stubborn as the one who guarded the village and refused to be converted.
But if he didn't have this stubbornness, how could he have guarded here day after day all his life and never seen the mountains and rivers outside?
Ning Mingmei said: "In fact, if the big demon is willing to transform him by force, it can be done... The big demon uses his own bone marrow, remember it."
Wu Yun said, "Yes. Fox demons are very cunning, and this great demon is no exception. But in the end he gave up. He respected his decision and watched him live out an ordinary life."
A person is living his ordinary life. A demon, but witnessing the person he loves slowly dying.
Ning Mingmei said: "What is the ending of this story?"
"The ending is related to that domino. You should have gotten that thing from Qin Tian's house." Wu Yun said in a flat tone, "After Wu Zhu died, the big demon forcibly took away Wu Zhu's bones. He said that Wu Zhu had guarded the village all his life and had never seen the mountains and rivers outside. So Wu Zhu's relatives asked him to scatter Wu Zhu's ashes in the place where Wu Zhu wanted to go when he was alive."
"As the price for taking away the witch's bones, he left behind this bone tablet. This bone tablet is a part of his bones, and it is also half of the key he prepared for his own tomb." Wu Yun said, "Therefore, this bone tablet also carries the magic left by the demon fox, which can resist the attacks of the demon tribe."
In other words, this domino can serve as a talisman for the Li people in times of crisis.
"I see." Ning Mingmei said, "It's just that in the end."
Yes, this domino did protect Wu Yun’s safety during the demon clan’s rebellion a thousand years later. If it were according to the demon's idea, perhaps it would also serve as a token of trust to protect the safety of the Li people.
But in the end, it became an excuse for Deputy General Jiang to accuse Wu Yun of being an undercover agent of the demon clan.
Eventually, it became the fuse for the extermination of the Li people.
"On the stake, it was this domino that saved my life. My soul was floating in the Ye Land, and was captured by the demon cultivators and put into this body. Although I was rescued and left there later, I am now a living dead." Wu Yun whispered, "These things are ridiculous, aren't they?"
At that time, demons and monsters were fighting each other, and Wu Yun, a wizard from the human race, was captured by the demons. I think he would not have had an easy time.
The big monster is a monster, he should kill people and save the Li people.
The people of Yecheng are human beings, and they should protect each other. They want the Li people to die.
As Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water are drawing to a close, the memory shifts from Wu Yu’s memory to Wu Yun’s memory.
Hundreds of years later, there was no longer a young man named Wu Yu in the mountains, but there was a young man named Wu Yun. Like him, he walked among the mountains and forests, silently fulfilling his responsibilities as a shaman.
The lonely inheritance from generation to generation, this is the life of the Li ethnic group's shamans.
Ning Mingmei noticed something else: every five years, Wu Yu would go to the sacred mountain (mine) to reinforce the seal. This is something that Wu Yushi doesn't have.
The seal in the mine.
Is there something else in the mine besides radioactive elements?
Indeed, in theory, the distribution of rare radioactive elements should be extremely scattered and not so concentrated. Ning Mingmei initially thought that this was a characteristic of the world of immortal cultivation.
Now it seems...
Ning Mingmei gained a lot of knowledge. The illusion in the mirror faded away, and he saw Wu Yun again.
It was still the pale boy's face, but the body that originally belonged to him had turned to ashes.
Now, the only person alive in the world is a vengeful ghost.
"Listen, it's raining." Wu Yun said.
It was raining heavily outside the window.
Ning Mingmei said: "The autumn wind and rain make people depressed."
"Qin Tian hasn't come to see me for a day, I've already guessed it - Immortal, have you found the truth?" Wu Yun seemed very tired. He sat down next to the mirror, tilted his head, and leaned on the mirror frame. "That's right. I found a way to sneak into Yedi. I stayed by Ye Feng's side, every day and every night, thinking about what method I could use to make him die a miserable death..."
He looked at his hands: "But my mother said that the hands of a witch and the witch's magic are not used to kill people."
"Ye Feng... was cursed by me. Every time it rained, the arm that pulled me down the mountain would be in excruciating pain. I stood behind the gauze curtain and watched him... watched him... But I didn't expect that Qin Tian would come to me first. He found a prescription from a demon cultivator, and was blinded by greed, so he asked me if I could help him make medicine. After the work was done, he would give me a share of the profits." Wu Yun said slowly, "I said, since this is a medicine to save lives, I don't want even a cent."
Ning Mingmei said: "You work for him and don't even ask for a share of the profit. You are such a good person."
system:……
Hearing the word "good man", Wu Yun actually laughed. The smile on his face melted like ice and snow, but the system couldn't bear to watch it.
Wu Yun’s understanding of “good person” at this moment must be completely different from the definition of “good person” in Ning Mingmei’s mouth.
"Good guy? Yes, he is. I made the medicine. I didn't do anything. Qin Tian figured out how to kill Ye Di on his own. It doesn't matter. After that, whatever he does has nothing to do with me." Wu Yun said slowly, "I only gave the medicine to Ye Feng. Four hundred years ago, they treated the Li people like trash. The witch doctor who saved them was burned alive on the stake... Now, I see Ye Feng lying on the ground, writhing in pain. He can't go anywhere and can't live without me. Haha... haha..."
How ironic.
The witch doctor's medicine a hundred years ago saved Ye Feng and others, but it couldn't save his own life.
A hundred years later, the medicine made by the witch doctor was still a "good medicine", but due to human greed, it turned into poison.
He leaned his head against the mirror and said in a soft voice, "Mother... Mother, I'm sorry... I didn't kill anyone, never. I'm his doctor, his shaman, so of course I have to give him good medicine. I was saving people a hundred years ago, and I'm still saving people now, and I've been making good medicine for them."
"Mother..."
Wu Yun muttered to himself with his eyes downcast, like a dying boy.
Ning Mingmei knew that he had long anticipated the moment when he would be discovered. Perhaps Wu Yun already knew that he would not live long.
It doesn't matter to him who dies by his sword.
Ning Mingmei said: "Didn't you kill that demon cultivator?"
Wu Yun said, “I don’t know.”
Then it wasn't Wu Yun who killed him. After all, Wu Yun is now calling his mother. Generally speaking, children will tell lies to their living mothers for fear of being scolded.
But no child would tell lies to his dead mother.
Ning Mingmei said: "Wu Yun looks half crazy now."
The system said: "Alas."
Ning Mingmei said: "But I think he still has some potential to survive, for example..."
The system said: "Working?"
Ning Mingmei: "Why are you speaking so coldly?"
...The system is so unfair.
Ning Mingmei squatted down and looked at him: "Do you think I want to kill you?"
Wu Yun just glanced at him.
Ning Mingmei: "Do you know? There are three deaths in a person's life. The first is when you stop breathing. Your body dies. The second is when you are buried."
Wu Yun: "I have never been buried."
System: "...What have you been doing? Wu Yun's body was left exposed in the wilderness."
Ning Mingmei pushed his glasses and said, "You still have the energy to refute me, so it's not too bad. Avenger criminal like Wu Yun is unbearable and his crime is unavoidable. Rather than being killed outside, it is more appropriate for him to be taken back to the Qingji Sect's Cliff of Repentance."
Ning Mingmei continued: "The third death is to be forgotten by everyone. Just like you are the last person of the Li people, the spring with lush grass and flying birds, the gurgling rivers, and your people are all alive in your heart. And now, you told me about them, and they are also alive in my heart."
Wu Yun's eyelashes moved. Ning Mingmei said: "Some people are dead, but they are still alive. Some people are alive, but they are already dead - such as the one in the room."
Wu Yun: ...
Ning Mingmei said: "Do you want to know the meaning of life? Do you want to truly live?"
The system watching nearby: ...
This sounds so familiar. It always feels like many infinite flow colleagues bewitch the host in this way.
Wu Yun didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he suddenly said, "Master Ning, I know one more thing."
Ning Mingmei: "What?"
Wu Yun said: "The demon cultivator whose prescription was taken away did not pass by here by chance. He is a medicine cultivator who came here to find a Guanghan laurel tree in the sacred mountain. If you eat the petals of Guanghan laurel, your cultivation will be greatly improved..."
Laurel.
Isn’t this one of the ten sacred trees in ancient times? !
Ning Mingmei: "Where is the laurel in the sacred mountain? On the mountain?"
"No." Wu Yun said slowly, "It's in the sacred mountain."
Inside the mine?
Ning Mingmei: "Why are you planting laurel trees in the mountains?"
Wu Yun said: "Under the laurel tree, it is sealed..."
Then, Wu Yun added, "That demon cultivator is not actually dead."
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Do you shamans breathe heavily when you speak?
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