Fu Canglu

Chapter 185 The Wise

The earth trembled suddenly.

Yi Xiao's expression changed, and he looked at the dumb girl intently.

Shuiyue had just put away the drawing paper in her bosom, and after feeling the tremor of the earth, she gestured solemnly to silence His Highness, then took out a new paper, and wrote: "Yong Ye is here!"

forever night?

His Highness narrowed his eyes, and finally couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What will happen to the eternal night you are talking about?"

Shuiyue wrote: "Eternal night is coming, and those monsters outside the town will surface from the Styx River to look for prey."

Then she stood up, approached the little highness cautiously, stretched out a hand, touched Yi Xiao's sleeve lightly, and then pulled it slightly.

She pointed to the top of her head, signaling Yi Xiao to follow her.

This wooden house is not big, and the second floor led by the steps is even narrower, but fortunately there is a wooden gap, through which one can just see the situation outside the house.

Above the sky, a round of big moon was raised high, and countless bright rays of light bloomed, shining down in all directions, illuminating the earth, a piece of silvery white.

However, after the night was torn apart by the moonlight, a few colossal monsters broke free from the thick fog and walked slowly. Every time they took a step, the ground trembled violently.

Like the drums on the ancient battlefield, Yi Xiao could even feel his heart trembling with the sound of footsteps and the ground.

His pupils shrank severely.

A huge black shadow flitted in front of his eyes, jumped up high in an instant, covering the big moon, and accompanied by sharp roars, countless white hairs shook slightly.

This is a white ape as huge as a mountain.

Yi Xiao stared blankly at this big monster who was as famous as the Four Sacred Beasts in the Great Xia Qi Palace Shan Hai Jing Ten Thousand Monsters.

The ancient big monster fights against the white ape.

This white ape was full of hostility, its white hair fluttered wildly in the wind, and every pore burst out with the breath of fighting.

It opened its arms left and right under the big moon, and there was a muffled knocking sound from the mountain-like thick chest, and then suddenly roared, the roar was like thunder, and when it landed, its arms hit the ground, so heavy that the ground trembled!

It is not an exaggeration to have evil spirits spanning three thousand miles.

His Highness the "Great Ape King" swallowed hard, looking at this big monster that had been annihilated in the scrolls of the ancient centuries. In the world, except for those extraordinary figures who have reached the realm of masters, who can stand in the way?
While Yi Xiao was in a daze, a second voice sounded from the sky.

Very familiar!

From the side of the Styx River, it was as if a rising sun was rising, and the crimson light pierced the sky and the earth.

When crossing the bridge, Yi Xiao was too close to the phantom, so that he couldn't see its true face clearly.

Now he sees clearly.

The crimson fire ball on the Styx River ignited and rose, and finally rose to the top of the sky, rising alongside the big moon.

Like a burning sun!

The crimson fire suddenly exploded, Yi Xiao subconsciously covered his eyes, and looked again after the pain

It was a holy spirit burning red flames all over its body, wrapped in blazing flames, and its specific appearance could not be seen clearly, but then a pair of vermilion bird wings spread out from the big sun, as if breaking free from the restraint, and then moved slightly.

Flap your wings!

Crashed!

The tyrannical air flow started from the end of the Styx River and roared all the way. The setting sun town, which was countless miles away, suddenly blew up a fiery gale. Then it turned into countless streaks of light and disappeared in sight.

Apart from the Void Fire Suzaku in the Shan Hai Jing, what kind of great monster can spread its wings against fire and cause such a terrifying vision?

Yi Xiao stopped looking at the wooden gap, and leaned against the wooden house, his back was soaked in cold sweat, he subconsciously calmed down his mood.

His Highness swallowed hard, and cursed that purple shirt eighteen times in his heart.

Don't leave Sunset Town during the eternal night?
Isn't this nonsense? !
There are ancient monsters of this level in the Styx River in the six Buddha bones, and there are not one or two!
At the time of Eternal Night, these big monsters broke free from the Styx River and came back to rule the world. If they didn't come to this Sunset Town, I would be thankful. Even if I killed myself, I wouldn't dare to run outside the town!
He looked again with some trepidation, and before his eyes were close to the cracks in the wood, he heard the deafening sound of the mighty dragon's chant!

A real dragon?

His Highness was really at a loss.

If these big monsters meet and fight, not to mention Sunset Town, even this Buddha skeleton, I am afraid that they will not be spared after being affected.

The sound of the earth trembling gradually diminished.

Yi Xiao narrowed her eyes, and through the cracks in the wood, she saw that the terrifying white ape had gradually left her sight.

And that terrifying fiery red Suzaku figure also seemed to be heading in a certain direction.

His Royal Highness was thoughtful.

The two big monsters did not seem to collide.

They, including the real dragon that roared afterward, seemed to be leaving in a certain direction.

"Is this Yong Ye?"

Yi Xiao murmured: "These big monsters are extremely bloodthirsty existences, but they did not fight when they met each other, but they left together in a certain direction. Is it because they are in a hurry? Or, did they reach a certain goal? agreement?"

His Highness squinted his eyes, "Xuan Shangyu specifically made the rules clear, if I step out of this town during the eternal night, it will be game over, why?"

After a lot of thoughts, someone pulled his sleeve lightly. His Highness turned around and saw Shuiyue holding a blank paper.

"Eternal Night will pass soon."

Shuiyue, who was lying on the edge of the wood with Yi Xiao and peeking at the terrifying vision just now, also saw it. Her complexion was a little pale. Obviously, for her who has seen Yong Ye many times, such a terrifying sight The picture still had a strong impact on her.

The dumb girl forced a smile on her face, as if to comfort Yi Xiao, she specially drew a simple smiley face: "Soon, it will be over soon."

Then she seemed to suddenly think of something, she lowered her head and wrote vigorously, then raised the note again with a smile on her face.

"Don't worry, as long as we don't go out, they won't come over."

Yi Xiao couldn't help laughing, then suddenly thought of a person, his eyes flashed a strange look, and said in a low voice: "Has anyone gone out before?"

The mute girl was startled slightly.

She dodged her eyes subconsciously for a second, then lowered her head, and replied on the paper: "There is a person."

Then she raised her head and gritted her teeth slightly.

"He is dead."

Yi Xiao subconsciously asked: "What's his name? What does he look like? When did he go out?"

Shuiyue shook her head, stretched out a slender white hand, pulled Yi Xiao's sleeve, and tapped her forehead lightly.

"Have you forgotten?" Yi Xiao sighed and said, "Didn't you try to remember?"

With a calm face, she wrote on the paper: "Try to remember, but I can't remember."

She dragged Yi Xiao to the first floor of the wooden house.

The wall is covered with yellowed drawing paper, layer upon layer.

Standing on tiptoe, with serious eyes, she gently peeled off a layer of drawing paper.

On top of the drawing paper was another, older piece of paper.

The ink on that piece of paper was blurry, obviously existed, but was forcibly distorted.

Shuiyue carefully uncovered the layer of drawing paper, took out the paper hidden behind the drawing paper, let out a little breath, and with her small hands forcefully pressed the upper layer of drawing paper against the wall to restore it to its original appearance.

She lowered her eyebrows, not daring to look at Yi Xiao, holding the old paper in both hands.

Yi Xiao looked at the yellow paper with smudged ink, and murmured: "You wrote this down before."

Shuiyue nodded, with a hmm sound in her throat, she wrote carefully: "I wrote it down, but after he left this town, all memories, all traces, disappeared. It's like like."

Then she paused slightly, and wrote with a frowning face: "It seems that someone took my memory away."

Yi Xiao took the yellowed ancient paper and examined it carefully. It was indeed a piece of ink, and nothing could be obtained.

"There is someone who left the town." Yi Xiao murmured, "Could it be him?"

The chess player sitting on the other side of the bridge.

Yi Xiao's hand in his sleeve tightly clutched something.

A dry bone.

"Before going to the bridge, if you can calm down and solve this chess game, it means that you are indeed my destined person."

The black robe shook, and he sat with his cheeks resting on his dry bones, but there seemed to be a smile on his fleshless cheeks.

The words black and white were separated one by one by the little majesty, and then analyzed.

The word "Wei" was changed very skillfully, then flipped and distorted.

Chess changes.

That "sub" was brought up.

Yi Xiao looked complicated, staring at the chess piece between his fingers, the soul fluctuations of the black-robed chess master hidden in the chess piece came through the chess piece.

"Soon you will also participate in that game." The black-robed man chuckled and said, "This is really a very boring game."

"Because it has no victory and defeat, only death and survival."

"When living day after day replaces death, and then replaces the fear of death, then what's the point of living?"

"Unfortunately, I almost succeeded in this boring game." He smiled and said, "But you finally got this chess piece, which means that I still failed and was destined to die here."

"But do you know? A person who does not want to die will not die forever." The man in black robe stopped laughing abruptly, and his voice gradually became deeper: "Because he will live in other people's minds. As long as there is I have never forgotten him, he is alive, he is immortal, and he is eternal life!"

"I think I'm already a dead man."

"But because of you, I have another chance to live."

The voice of the chess master surnamed Wei murmured: "So, remember my name."

"Wei Haoran."

Wei Haoran.

Wei Haoran.

Yi Xiao silently recited it twice, feeling like a thunderbolt in his mind, raised his head in disbelief, and stared at the black robe.

The dry bones under the black robe have long been unable to distinguish the appearance before birth.

But this name makes Yi Xiao unable to forget no matter what!

Under the red moon in Luoyang.

Before the Marquis of Wanjin's mansion, the man with Eguanbo erected four monuments.

Write down the names of four people!

Qin Xiutu, Zhong Tiandao, Wei Haoran, Su Hongyue.

Wei Haoran's name is impressively on that stele!

What the white-robed old fox said, those partners who were nothing more than unknown people in life, Wei Haoran is one of them!

No one knew that this man, who was not well-known during his lifetime, almost escaped from the remains of the six Buddhas. He was only one step away, and finally sat down in front of the Styx River, leaving behind this pawn at the end of his life.

"The last phalanx of my right hand." Wei Haoran's final voice was as flat as water, and said: "Bring it, it will come in handy at critical times."

Yi Xiao took a deep breath, with a solemn expression, saluted the withered bones covered by the black robe, then slowly opened the skeleton of the right hand that was resting on the chin with the withered bones in the black robe, and gently folded off the little finger bone.

There is no doubt that the master of the purple shirt would not allow such a method to appear in the Buddha's skeleton.

And this man, before he died, still kept his cheek resting on his hands.

Even at the last moment of his life, he did not stop thinking.

And even though the face under the black robe is still obliterated by the years, it still laughs silently at the world in front of it.

A wise man, so be it.

(End of this chapter)