Chapter 102 Little Fengdu
"Where is this..."
'...Can't feel my body...body...? What is the body? '
'I can't see...it's all dark around me...see? dark? '
'...I seem to be alone? '
'who I am? '
'....It seems to be...Kong...Kong Feiming? '
'Yes...I'm Kong Feiming, I'm a...a...anchor? '
'...Then why am I here? Where...is this place? '
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'die......'
'Death...blood...blood? '
'Am I... already dead? ...blood...excessive blood loss? '
'! ! '
'Yes, I am Kong Feiming, a supernatural adventure anchor. I died during the live broadcast! '
'Wait, so what's going on now? ? Is this inside the formation? Or is it the road to the underworld? ! '
'Ahhh, I can't see anything. I can't even feel my body. What is going on? ? '
In the chaotic space filled with endless fog, a small ball of light is moving slowly.
The ball of light was very weak at first, and its shape was so vague that it could hardly hold a shape, and it almost dissipated like smoke several times. Later, after being nourished by the mist, the condition of the ball of light began to improve. Its shape was no longer ethereal and began to become substantial.
When it turned into a solid sphere, the ball of light began to become lively. It bumps around in the boundless space, exploring the world with its body. However, there is nothing else in this world except fog, and its actions did not get any effective feedback except making itself exhausted.
After some intense activity, the 'mist' that the small ball of light had absorbed with great difficulty was consumed a lot, and its shape became a little illusory again. As if it realized that its behavior was dangerous, it stopped moving and floated quietly in the same place to recuperate.
After a while, the continuous surge of "fog" replenished its consumption. Then, perhaps because it was afraid that the same thing would happen again, more "fog" rushed in than what was just consumed, slightly expanding its body.
When the ball of light noticed this situation, it couldn't help but flash its body, as if it was thinking.
After thinking for a while, it seemed to have come to a conclusion and suddenly began to run around frantically in this chaotic space. The whizzing figure stirred up a large area of 'fog' around it, which rippled in the space like water waves. If this mist were water, it would be very lively.
Unfortunately, they are not. The light mist has no weight at all. Even if the light ball makes a loud noise, they cannot make any sound.
The little ball of light ran wildly and excitedly for a while, stopped to replenish its energy, ran wildly for a while again, and stopped again to replenish its energy. It didn't take long before it turned into a big ball of light, a big ball of light that was stretched to its limit.
This seemed to be a bit too much, and the outer layer of the light ball actually showed signs of cracking. Of course it felt the changes in itself, and couldn't help but jump up and down anxiously, trying to consume the energy in its body.
Unfortunately, it was too late. The trend of shattering did not stop because of its obstruction, but instead accelerated as it jumped. Then before it could react, 'Bang! '
After a loud bang, the entire ball of light exploded.
Kong Feiming: "......"
Kong Feiming, who had just broken out of his shell, was suspended in the chaotic space in a daze, unable to react to what had just happened.
He finally accepted the reality of his death and transformation into an unknown thing, and tried hard to devour the "mist" that was beneficial to him in order to strengthen himself. I didn't expect that the new body would have an upper limit and would explode after reaching that limit.
At that moment he thought he was going to experience death again.
Kong Feiming, who had regained his human appearance, pinched his face, moved his feet, and was extremely amazed at his new body. From the outside, it looked like this was indeed his own body. Even the clothes he was wearing were the same ones he had worn during the live broadcast before his death, except that the tears and bloodstains were gone.
But judging from the way he woke up, this couldn't be his original body. Kong Feiming had never seen any human being who could turn into a ball and then "hatch" again like he did. Could it be that his ancestors were also related to monsters?
After thinking about this possibility carefully, Kong Feiming smiled and shook his head to dispel the idea. If he was really a half-demon, it would have been impossible not to detect it during the spiritual root test. He was definitely a purebred human.
Speaking of which, during the "hatching" process, he also absorbed a lot of unknown "fog" in the space. He didn't know what this gray mist was that could allow him to thrive.
Floating in place, Kong Feiming examined his body inch by inch, trying to figure out his condition clearly. Unfortunately, he was not a professional after all. After touching around, the only conclusion he came to was that the current body seemed to be similar to the original one.
Kong Feiming touched his chin with his hand and frowned tightly, feeling puzzled. What on earth is he now? Dead soul? Or some unknown energy body?
If he is a ghost, then why is he here? According to Senior Hashihime and the teachers at the academy, the soul of an ordinary mortal will leave the body instantly after death, and those who have no regrets will immediately go to the underworld to wait for arrangements. Those who died unwillingly may stay in the mortal world for a while, but not for too long, and usually remain next to their own corpses.
If the person died unjustly, he or she may stay at the place where he or she was killed, which is the legendary earthbound spirit. It is rare that they run around like what is described in the storybooks, because the souls of mortals are not that strong. If they run around, they may dissipate.
There is not even one vengeful spirit that is powerful enough to harm people everywhere among tens of thousands of dead souls.
Could it be that I am really inside the formation? Kong Feiming couldn't help but speculate.
After all, the cause of his death in the formation is very certain. So based on this result, we can easily work out the cause of his becoming like this: he died, and then his soul was absorbed and imprisoned by this extremely evil formation, and came to such a strange space.
Among all the speculations, Kong Feiming thinks this is the most likely one. After all, according to the big guys’ introduction, the underworld is not like this, and the process for the dead souls to enter the underworld is not like this either.
"Hiss... This is really troublesome..."
Grabbing his hair in great distress, Kong Feiming muttered to himself in the dead silence. If he is indeed in the formation, then could he have become some kind of formation spirit? Or is it the nutrients that nourish the formation?
The reason why there is a speculation about "nutrients" is because of the "fog" around him.
Kong Feiming had been wondering from the beginning, what kind of energy could nourish the soul?
Aura, fairy energy, or even chaotic energy are absolutely impossible. Teacher Wen Ting from Xunzhen Academy has also introduced that these energies only target the body and will not have any effect on the soul.
Monks train their souls or spiritual consciousness through specialized techniques rather than ordinary energy intake. Anything that can directly nourish and strengthen the soul is a rare treasure.
Kong Feiming felt that with his luck, it was impossible for him to come across a treasure of this level.
Then it can only be that these are the souls of the dead that have been absorbed from ancient times to the present. Countless unlucky people like him, after being sucked dry, their souls have to be recycled to nourish the entire formation. That's why this mist can directly strengthen his soul. After all, they are the same substance.
But once this thought appeared in his mind, Kong Feiming shuddered and even began to retch reflexively. Absorbing other people's souls, what's the difference between this and cannibalism?
Whenever he thought about how many souls he had just "eaten", he couldn't help but feel nauseous from the bottom of his heart, and his stomach was churning and he wanted to get those things out. But the mist had already merged with his soul, the two were inseparable, and it was not something that could be eaten directly into the stomach, so his actions were in vain.
After a useless retching, Kong Feiming stopped. He was bent over, his hands on his knees, breathing heavily.
Logically speaking, the soul would not feel tired, but for some reason, ever since Kong Feiming regained his human appearance, once he exercised vigorously, he would feel tired like a living person.
After a while, Kong Feiming finally calmed down. Raising his hand to wipe his mouth, his face became somewhat gray, there was no longer any light in his eyes, and even his movements became much slower, like an old man in his twilight years.
After struggling in this dead silent space for so long, Kong Feiming did not receive any response. No matter whether it was punishment, torture, or just a tiny change, at least it made him aware of the existence of the world. The chaos before our eyes could drive any normal person crazy.
Kong Feiming knew that something was wrong with his condition. He guessed that if this mist was really made of souls, they would all be unable to endure the dead silence and give up on themselves. There is no sound, no life, no death, and even time seems to not exist. There is no one who can persevere.
In order to prevent himself from falling into that tragic situation, Kong Feiming was quiet for a while and then took action again. He began to examine the things on his body more carefully, wanting to see if they were really a one-to-one replica of what he had when he was alive.
This time he spent countless times more time. Every time he checked something, he would carefully recall its origin and status in his mind to make sure he would not make any mistakes or omissions.
He just performed this meaningless action in silence, from head to neck, from shoulders to arms... When he couldn't reach behind him, he tried to take off his clothes.
Finally, when Kong Feiming's right hand accidentally touched his left wrist, he finally discovered something unusual.
The moment he felt the foreign object, his whole body froze and he didn't dare to move the fingers on his wrist. I was afraid that if there was any movement, I would never feel it again.
Keeping his fingers touching, Kong Feiming gradually increased the strength and applied pressure to the foreign object. He pushed harder and harder until a 'puff' sound was heard.
Kong Feiming: "......"
What the hell? !
He pulled his finger out from his wrist with a 'swish'. He looked at his normal wrist in shock, and then at the finger that had just accomplished a 'feat'.
So why did it go through? ! He was scared to death!
Fortunately, he doesn't have a brain in his head now, otherwise this sudden situation might have scared him into an acute cerebral infarction, and then he might die again.
Patting his chest for comfort with lingering fear, Kong Feiming slowed down his movements, raised his left wrist to his eyes, and began to study it intently.
If he remembered correctly, he didn't have anything extra on either wrist, and only had an ID bracelet on his left hand. Although I originally planned to travel around in the wild, the bracelet type was not as convenient as the embedded one, so I spent a lot of money to order an embedded one.
But just like what fans said in the barrage, the high-tech bracelets they use to grow flowers are just simple high-tech and do not involve soul binding. After his death, it was impossible for the bracelet chip to be embedded in his soul.
Kong Feiming held up his wrist and studied it from left to right, but couldn't figure out what it was for a long time. I reached out and touched it again, and I could indeed feel a foreign object the size of a chip. Later in the research, he even prepared himself mentally several times, suppressing his nausea and fear and poking his finger into his wrist again.
"What on earth is this?? It can be touched but not seen, it can't be started, and it looks funny?"
After searching for a long time without finding the reason, Kong Feiming couldn't help but mutter and complain. As a result, this complaint brought a turning point in the situation.
As the lingering sound gently echoed in the space, a mechanical "beep" sounded in Kong Feiming's ears.
'Do you want to activate the identity bracelet? '
".....Oh my god, it really is an identity bracelet... Could it be that our motherland is secretly using some kind of black technology?"
Holding his hands high and not daring to move, Kong Feiming tentatively replied: "Start?"
After receiving the command, the bracelet started running, just like when he started it. After a while, the bracelet started up normally, and a virtual screen identical to the original one popped up in front of Kong Feiming.
To Kong Feiming's surprise, his bracelet experienced death and rebirth with him, and did not restart like him. After turning on, it was still in the state he had set before setting out on the adventure. Unfortunately, apart from the fact that it can be turned on, the bracelet is completely useless in other aspects, and all the functions on it cannot be activated normally.
Kong Feiming clicked on all the apps and system functions without giving up, and found in despair that this bracelet was of no help at all in his situation. He thought he had finally turned the corner and had a system.
It seems he was overthinking it.
Kong Feiming dropped his hands in disappointment, allowing the virtual screen to emit a faint blue light and float in front of his eyes. In this dead space, even a virtual screen that is only for viewing can bring him some comfort.
After not receiving any instructions from its owner for a long time, the identity bracelet spoke again.
'drop! The camera is detected to be running. Do you want to reconnect? '
"......"
When he tried to activate the function just now, the system didn't respond at all. What should he do now? Do I have to start it myself? Is it because he is an unworthy master?
Today's 'surprises' are one after another. Kong Feiming was numb from the repeated impact. He was silent for a moment, and said tiredly: "Reconnect."
'Command received, reconnecting to the camera...The camera is normal, trying to restart...Restart successful, the live broadcast room is open...Ding! Welcome back, host. '
Kong Feiming: "...Hey, really?! I was really just talking!!"
Looking at the reopened live broadcast room, the virtual screen that automatically switched interfaces, and the rows and rows of condolence messages on the barrage, Kong Feiming finally got furious.
He suddenly jumped three meters high and disappeared from the camera's facial capture range.
This also caused the audience to be stunned.
At this moment, everyone was mourning in front of the black screen. The anchor had an accident while he was live streaming and died so tragically. Everyone felt very sorry for him, but they couldn't do anything else but mourn in the live broadcast room.
Although a system prompt was still flashing in the middle of the screen: 'The host has been offline, please wait for the host to reconnect', everyone knew that the owner of the account 'Yimingjingjing' would never come back.
But just when everyone was sending candles and prayer messages with extremely heavy hearts, the dark screen suddenly lit up, and the face of the dead host was directly projected in the middle of the screen. At first, no one reacted and kept leaving messages until the host said, 'Ah! ' and then disappeared. Everyone stopped all actions in horror.
As the host who died tragically appeared and disappeared, the barrage of comments started rolling again as if the pause button had been pressed.
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【........The screen...lit up】
[...I know, say something constructive...]
[Fake, fake corpse?] ? ! ! ! 】
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!] ! ! 】
【hiss! It's impossible that this is just a play directed and performed by the anchor himself? ! 】
[It is very possible that this is true. If it is true, Yiming Jingzhang has done something really bad this time. He might even go to jail.]
[If it's true, I will rush in front of him with a knife, haha]
[No way, no matter how you say it, this kind of joke is too much]
[I also think it’s not possible. Look at the environment in the live broadcast room. It’s obviously not a normal place. And just now, Brother Ming jumped up and disappeared. It seems that he is in a zero-gravity space.]
[Could it be inside the formation?] ! 】
[Absolutely!] If it is the underworld, then the video should show the Santuo River, or a sea of red spider lilies, or at least a wasteland, and it certainly cannot be this chaotic space.]
[What is the host’s current condition?] Could it be that it has turned into an array spirit? ? 】
[Given the viciousness of this formation, I don’t think it should leave the host’s soul behind.]
[Damn it, I don't even know where this is. Have the soldiers outside arrived? Please tell me the current situation.]
Perhaps it was because of the audience’s call that the administrator account that had been offline since the host’s death came online again. Still with that arrogant look on his face, he didn't say anything and went straight to reporting the situation on the scene.
[Our army has already arrived at the scene and collected the host's remains. The entire Fengdu ruins are currently being surveyed, but the formation has not produced any other reactions since it was triggered by the host. 】
After a pause, he continued sending the message.
[May I ask if the host is in a clear state of mind now? If possible, please share with us what happened after death. This is extremely important information. Please be sure to assist us. If it is confirmed that the host is indeed trapped in the formation, we can also apply to the higher authorities and request several powerful people to take action to free the host's soul. 】
In order to get the clearest information, the administrator, whose position was unknown, actually promised to rescue Kong Feiming.
You have to know that this is not something that can be arranged with just a few words. Which one of those powerful people is not full of arrogance? They are temporarily friendly to flower growers because of the highly respected Dragon King, who looks upon humans differently.
Otherwise, after finally surviving a great catastrophe, why would one create so many troubles for oneself after being born?
Therefore, the policy of planting flowers towards them is to avoid bothering them if possible. As long as it is something that can be solved by one's own ability, then solve it by oneself. Even Qiao Ji, who belongs to the Dragon Group and has the lowest cultivation among the cultivators, will not be assigned tasks frequently.
No one knows how long the monks' patience with mortals can last, and the country must grow as quickly as possible. So even if this process will result in many unnecessary sacrifices, it must be done.
Ordinary people don’t understand the considerations involved. They just think that since the authorities have promised to find a powerful person to help, the anchor must be saved. They waited for a while, and seeing that the official did not continue to send messages, they began to post barrages of comments, calling on the anchor who had gone to an unknown place to come back quickly.
[Ming brother Ming brother Ming brother!] where have you been? ? Come back soon! The official dad said he would save you! 】
[Xiao Mingzi, can’t you come down? That’s enough, seize the opportunity.]
[I wonder who to ask for help?] The teachers of Xunzhen Academy? Or His Majesty the Dragon King? 】
[It should be impossible for His Majesty Long Jun, the level is too high. I guess he will ask the teachers in the academy for help.]
[Hurry up, brother Ming. If you miss this opportunity, you will miss this shop.]
[Where did the anchor go?] ? ? ? 】
[Where are the people?] ? ? 】
[The formation is so powerful that it captures the anchor?] 】
Kong Feiming has not appeared except at the very beginning. This was certainly not because he was captured by the formation, but because when he was rushing up, he happened to crash into a large cloud of mist. The fog was so huge that he deliberately avoided it since he regained consciousness.
But I was so excited just now that I forgot there was such a thing above my head and just stuck my head in it. As a result, the camera with face tracking enabled cannot find the subject and stops moving.
For some reason, this tightly gathered cloud was denser than the smoky mist next to it. Kong Feiming dived into it and couldn't struggle to get out for a long time. He could even feel wisps of mist filled with energy flowing from his face into his body.
After a while, Kong Feiming's soul body felt a bloating and pain.
Realizing that something was wrong, he immediately increased his struggle, using his entire body to pull his head out. After his unremitting efforts, he finally freed himself after a few minutes.
At this time, the audience had already begun to mourn him again, and even the authorities came out to question him several times.
Kong Feiming took a deep breath, without even caring about his bloated and uncomfortable body, he quickly pulled the virtual screen over and read the information quickly. When he saw the official announcement, his pupils shrank. He didn't care about anything else and started explaining the situation to the camera that had finally found him.
[I see. So this should be the formation.]
[Hey, those floating mists are actually other people’s souls? ! 】
[The host said it was just a guess!] What if it’s not?】
[But according to Brother Ming, being able to directly nourish the soul is indeed not simple]
[If it's a soul, that's too disgusting. Isn't that the same as cannibalism? (whispering)
[If it weren't for the last resort, who would want to encounter this situation? And Brother Ming also said that at the beginning he was in a completely chaotic state and didn’t even have his own consciousness. Can you blame him if it absorbed it automatically?】
[Don't worry about this for now. Brother Ming, please take us to see this space. I'm dying of curiosity.]
[Want to see +1, curious]
[I want to see + ID number, very curious]
[What exactly is this formation used for?] Having absorbed so much blood and imprisoned so many souls, aren't you afraid that the underworld will come knocking on your door? 】
[Perhaps there was someone behind him, otherwise he wouldn't dare to compete with the underworld for people]
After answering the official questions in detail, Kong Feiming turned his attention back to the audience. He no longer needs to please them, but he should thank them for supporting him for so long and mourning him after his death.
There is no point in saying thank you directly. Kong Feiming looked at the requests on the barrage and decided to try his best to satisfy them. Anyway, there was nothing he could do now except wait for rescue.
Kong Feiming, who found backup, was no longer so tense, his brows were no longer filled with unconscious sorrow, and his tone was much lighter. He took the audience, who were curious about everything, wandering from one end of the space to the other, sometimes up to the sky, sometimes down to the ground. It was a lot of fun.
But although it's a stroll, the scenery here is the same everywhere, and it's not interesting to look at it for a few minutes. Moreover, the space here is very vast. Kong Feiming flew rapidly for several minutes without touching the boundary. I couldn't help but sigh with the audience at the monk's methods.
When he was tired of playing, Kong Feiming stopped where he was, relaxed his body and floated in the air, not moving anymore. He planned to chat with the audience and wait for rescue to arrive. It just so happened that the audience of his live broadcast room, which had exceeded 100 million, were tired of the unchanging scenery before them.
Just as I was about to start speaking, I heard an indifferent voice behind me.
"The souls of the dead humans?"
Kong Feiming: "......"
Has he been interrupted...too many times today?
But he remembered that he checked the almanac before going out, and it said "suitable for travel", right? !
Staying where he was, Kong Feiming didn't dare to look back, so he quietly moved his gaze to the virtual screen, trying to see who was behind him through the barrage. The hundreds of millions of viewers did not disappoint him. Many of them voluntarily kept silent, allowing the host to see the messages of a few people clearly.
[She is an extremely beautiful young lady! 】
[Very, very, very good looking!] ! Super domineering big sister]
[It just looks like he's not easy to get along with, and he doesn't have the temperament of a good person. Anchor, you'd better be careful.]
[The body is full of elements of red spider lily, could it be a red spider lily demon or something? 】
[Indeed, she looks very similar. She has a weird and dangerous aura. She doesn't look like a human ghost cultivator or an official from the underworld. And with the red spider lily elements on her body, she must be a female monster.]
[..........Her name is Madam Shahua, Brother Ming, just wish you good luck]
[Eh? Is there a secret upstairs? Tell me quickly, I won’t kill you if you hand over the information.]
[Madam Shahua, this name sounds nice, but why do we need to add the suffix "Madam"? Are you married? 】
[Whoever upstairs, if you know, please tell me now. The host is still waiting for you to save him. If you tell me too late, the host might die again.]
Why didn't she move? Just staring at the anchor? Could it be that he has taken a fancy to the anchor? ? 】
[…I think she’s probably watching us post comments…Don’t underestimate the eyesight of monsters! 】
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[....Are we going to be in trouble?] 】
【...Maybe】
[Sorry, ma’am, we were wrong! ! ! Kneeling down and begging for mercy.jpg】
[Ah, it’s not convenient for me to say more.] In short, Madam Shahua is indeed a red spider lily demon. Brother Ming, maybe you can try to ask Madam Shahua where this place is? 】
[...Is the master above serious? ? ? 】
[Maybe Madam is the hospitable type? ? 】
"......" Kong Feiming also felt that this proposal was unreliable, but he had no other ideas and could only give it a try with a glimmer of hope.
He swallowed nervously, turned around, and said with a forced smile, "Good morning, Madam Shahua. I'm Kong Feiming. I don't mean to disturb you. I'm here by accident."
At this time, Kong Feiming didn't care about his privacy. He just revealed his name since he was dead anyway. If his lie was discovered and Lady Shahua became angry and slapped him to death, it would be unfair.
"I would like to ask Madam a question. Where exactly is this place?"
Madam Shahua didn't look at him, but kept her attention on the virtual screen beside him. As for his question, she did not answer it directly, but asked curiously: "Your methods are becoming more and more interesting. I remember that you often came up with things that were useless for cultivation."
“...Ahahahaha, well, this, well, it’s not that great.” Does this mean that humans were ‘not doing their jobs’ in ancient times?
But isn’t it natural that when you are well fed and warm you want to have fun? Otherwise, you have to work very hard to attain enlightenment and practice. After living for so many years, how can you get through life without something to pass the time?
Of course Kong Feiming didn't dare to say this to Sha Hua, so he could only agree casually in embarrassment.
Shahua was too lazy to pursue the matter. If her master Chu Yi had not suddenly sensed unusual movements in Xiaofengdu in the human world when she was building the underworld, she would not have made the trip. Looking Kong Feiming up and down, Shahua couldn't help but shake his head in his heart. Although he had a little luck, it was completely unable to cover up his poor qualifications.
It's such a waste that he has those yin-yang eyes. As long as he has a little talent, whether in terms of spiritual roots or soul, these eyes can give him great help.
Now we can only watch the pearl covered in dust, but that's not necessarily the case.
Shahua suddenly remembered her master who asked her to come here. If she could ask the master for help, this would not be a problem at all. With the kindness of his master Chu Yi towards humans, perhaps this unlucky-looking kid can really turn his luck around this time.
Countless thoughts flashed through Shahua's mind, but on the surface he remained calm, not even his eyes fluctuated. Even if Kong Feiming is to be brought to meet his master, he must proceed step by step and absolutely must not let humans discover any connection between them.
Having made up his mind, Shahua said nonchalantly: "You are lucky to be able to activate Xiao Fengdu's teleportation formation and successfully preserve your soul, kid."
"Little Fengdu?" Kong Feiming repeated doubtfully. He knew Fengdu, but what was this Little Fengdu? "I beg Madam Shahua to enlighten me."
Perhaps because of his sincere attitude, Shahua snapped his fingers and said with a meaningful smile: "Come and see for yourself, and you will know."
"See it for yourself? How can I....Ah! Wait, Madam!!"
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