Fuji Avenue

Chapter 206

When I woke up again, I don't know how long it had been.

Fuji's head hurt badly, his whole body was weak, and he shivered from the cold.

He was a little surprised that he was still alive.

But I don't know if this will be the last time I linger.

Touching his bosom, the suicide notes were still there, and there was no sign of unpacking, which proved that time had not passed for a long time, and the witch had never come to the secret room to find him.

Hunger hit, but I didn't have the strength to get up and find something to eat.

He could only lie on the ground, unable to digest the pain caused by the cold air eroding his body.

After a long time, I suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Just as he was about to speak, he realized that his voice was hoarse.He opened his mouth, but couldn't even make a sound.

After a while, the door opened by itself, and then the witch walked in.

Seeing Bu Er lying on the ground, his face was ugly and scary.

Helping him up quickly, he asked, "Why did you close yourself and make yourself look like this?"

Bu Erxin said: "Thank you for coming earlier, in a few days, you can only give me some burning paper money."

I also don't know how the Jiao people pay homage to the dead, whether there are customs such as burning paper money and offering sacrificial food.

When a person is about to die, his meaning is also scattered.

He thought that he was probably not far from death, otherwise why would he think of these things without thinking.

It is also said that there is no sorrow greater than the death of the heart, and there is no sorrow greater than silence.

He gave up the hope of finding the blood essence earlier, so it can be considered that the body died but the heart died first.

Today, I just lost my voice again, and there was sadness in my heart, and it was hard to say in my mouth.

Finally, before he died, he gathered together the greatest and deepest grief and grief in the world.

After thinking about it wildly, seeing the person in front of me again, some emotions that had been accumulated for a long time came up from the bottom of my heart.

Just as he was about to answer the witch's words, he said that he was not far from death, and he felt a little bit reluctant to part with her.

But the temporary loss of voice made this sentence into a hazy and unpredictable mouth shape.

It was because of this delay that the whole person calmed down again, thinking to himself: "I must be possessed by a demon."

After thinking about it for a while, I sent a voice transmission to her: "These days of cultivation are heavy, I have worked too hard, and I am a little tired, just take it easy."

He raised his head to look at the Witch, but saw that her complexion was also very pale, her skin was so pale, her lips were a little blue, and the hand holding her was visibly trembling slightly.

"What's wrong with you?" Fuji asked her quickly.

The witch snorted, and suddenly flipped her palm, and a palm-sized transparent sphere of unknown material floated on it.Inside the sphere, the bright red liquid kept rolling.

"This is the blood essence from my horn. I just took it out yesterday, and it's still warm." She gave Fuji a vicious look, and handed the ball into his palm.

How could he have imagined that when death was imminent and there was a day of reversal, it was as if flying straight from the endless abyss to the sky, and the dizzy feeling of lack of oxygen hit instantly.

I wanted to say something, but my mouth was already open, but I didn't think about it.

"Don't gossip, don't be hypocritical." The witch said first: "Just remember, you owe me a huge favor today, and you must pay it back even in the future!"

After finishing speaking, he helped Buer to the wall, took some spiritual food for him, relieved his hunger, pushed open the door and walked away, walking lightly.

Only Bu Er was left alone in the room, and it was hard to express my feelings.

……

The witch came out of the secret room and went straight back to the room where she practiced. Her complexion recovered in an instant, and she was still as delicate and beautiful as before, without any signs of weakness.

Looking back and thinking about the conversation between the two just now, and Fuji's expression of gratitude, he couldn't help but sneer.

After a while, he frowned again and thought about it carefully. There was nothing wrong with the self-examination, and he probably couldn't see any problems.

Then he flipped his hand and pulled out a white tooth.

This is exactly the tooth containing his own essence and blood found from the blue fox's body.

20 years ago, the two walked near the body of the blue fox in the sea of ​​fog and insects. When Bu Er just woke up from the coma, he saw a white light flashing out of the fog. Before he could see clearly, he was killed by the witch. Received in the bosom.

At that time, Bu Er always thought that it was the witch's method to deal with the sea of ​​insects, but he didn't think it was the bloody white teeth that he had been searching for unsuccessfully.

The witch held Bai Fang in her hand and looked at it quietly, secretly thinking that since the essence and blood had been taken out, it would be useless to keep this white tooth, and if Buer found out in the future, it would be self-defeating.

After thinking for a while, the light in his hand flashed suddenly, and the white teeth shattered into a puddle of white powder with a soft "buzz", and scattered lightly in all directions.

Xiao Xiao, sighed, and took out another piece of folded tissue paper from his bosom.

On the thin paper, Fuji's heavy handwriting slowly spread out.

The rubbings on it with the secret technique are exactly the last words he left to himself when he thought he would go west soon.

"My friend in the years, the man in the world who writes the pen, the ghost of the underworld who reads the book.

......"

She slowly read the first sentence of the suicide note, and a breath of eternal parting came over her face, making her feel uncomfortable and tight in her chest.

I don't have the courage to read the following words.

He just kept silent and read slowly and heavily.

She had read this last statement several times earlier.

Rereading it now, I am still saddened by the great sorrow in the letter; I am moved by the heroic feeling of going to death in it.

Talking about the experience of the two of them in the same boat through thick and thin, it is precious, unforgettable and unforgettable.

Speaking of the relationship between the two, it can be concluded that it is a fate given by God, a friendship between life and death.

She was extremely satisfied with this, but also touched beyond words, but there was still a little regret in her heart, which he would never know.

After reading the whole letter, Bu Er did not mention the cause of his death.

But all the signs that happened to him before were hinting at something.

For example, regardless of all kinds of dangers, you must go to the sea of ​​​​mist and insects to find blood; for example, you suddenly propose to retreat for 90 years when you obviously have 30 years left in the world; The cold air hits the body, and in the recent period, the cold air has come more and more frequently.

For another example, at the beginning of 20 years, he entered the sea of ​​fog and insects again, expending a lot of energy to conduct a blanket search of the surrounding area.

Every time Bu Er entered the thick fog, she accompanied her not far away, secretly sending a divine sense to him, and could clearly feel that he was full of hope from the beginning, gradually disappointed, and finally had no hope , Emotional changes of giving up the search;

You can also clearly feel the burning anxiety and despair in his heart for a certain period of time.It wasn't until that day, when the unprecedented freezing cold hit the body, that the mood was a little calmer.

Based on these obvious reminders, she probably guessed that Wei Buer probably had some kind of cold poison or evil curse in his body. If he couldn't advance to the psychic realm within 30 years, he would face certain death.

The only way to solve the game is to get your own blood essence.It's a pity that this only way of life was completely blocked by what I said before.

Therefore, he felt distressed in his heart, and wrote a book before his death.Sigh that fate is unpredictable, but regret that the world is impermanent.

"Isn't this going to a dead end? I'd rather wait to die than say a word." She sighed, if she hadn't been careful and followed him all the time, I'm afraid that this person would really be silent one day Rest is gone.

At this moment, from the secret room on the other side, a faint wave of spiritual consciousness suddenly came, as if something related to him, familiar, was embedded in some kind of extremely tiny groove circle.

……

One day three years later, the witch was meditating with her eyes closed, when suddenly a nameless mournful wind came out of nowhere in the house.

Immediately afterwards, "Yeah!", a strange sound seemed to come down from beyond the clouds.

She quickly opened her eyes, and the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

Then he emitted a divine sense, and immediately noticed that the station was above the fourth-order spiritual veins, and thousands of spiritual energy were in disorder. Inside the station, it was like wild horses running wild, ramming around aimlessly.

With a thought in her heart, she knew that it was the most critical moment for Buer to hit the psychic realm, so she immediately withdrew all her breath and waited with a heavy expression on her face.

Afterwards, these thousands of spiritual energy rushed in all directions above the spiritual veins.But after rushing not far, there was a huge suction force from the secret room on the other side, and they were pulled back again.

Halfway through the roll, the spiritual energy gathered in one place, the chaotic power was revived, and it vented out again.A suction force will regenerate in the secret room, sweeping back thousands of auras.

This tugging and tugging lasted for nearly half an hour, and the thousands of spiritual qi scattered farther and farther away.In the secret room, there was suddenly a long cry from a man rushing straight into the sky, followed by a sudden attack of a huge suction force that was several times stronger than before, and within a cup of tea time, thousands of spiritual qi were swept into the secret room in one go among.

At the moment when the last spiritual energy penetrated into the secret room, the station suddenly returned to calm, as if everything just now was just an empty phantom.

The witch let out a sigh of relief, glanced in the direction of the secret room, and said in her heart: "It's not a big deal, but the movement is not small, it's frightening."

This strange calm lasted for about a month. The witch sat there motionless for a month, not daring to disturb her in the slightest, let alone meditate. It's lively, going to the sea of ​​fog and insects and fighting with those insects is a hundred thousand times stronger than this.

Just as he was depressed, he suddenly heard a sigh that sounded far and near, coming in. Immediately afterwards, bursts of oppressive aura dispersed from the secret room over there, and the waves rolled in the resident, endlessly... …

The witch finally let go of her hanging heart completely, and clearly felt a very familiar and intimate feeling, calling faintly not far away, and the power of Bi Fei's blood in her body seemed to be awakened little by little.

She suddenly realized that the bottleneck that she had stagnated for many years seemed to usher in an opportunity to break through, so she had to close her eyes and contemplate, to comprehend the new...

At this moment, a strange palpitation suddenly descended, she quickly opened her eyes, raised her head suddenly, and was startled...

……

Tens of thousands of feet above the sea of ​​fog and insects, there was endless darkness, and suddenly there was a light sigh.

The voice was vicissitudes and ethereal, as if it came from ancient times, spanning endless time.

After a while, an endless arc of light slowly lit up, as if the endless night opened its mouth.

……

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