Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 288 Fang Zixuan

"Strange man, where are you from?"

Following this question, the Sword Intent of Life and Death sealed in the Nisheng Bamboo in Liu Qinghuan's Sea of ​​Consciousness suddenly trembled slightly.

He was startled, and took two steps back. Instead of answering the other party's words, he asked, "Who are you?"

"Me?" The other party smiled, his appearance remained the same as the bloody young man before, but his eyes looked old: "Of course I am from Linxi Town, my name is Fang Zixuan."

Liu Qinghuan was silent for a few breaths, and asked again: "Why did you show me those pictures before?"

Fang Zixuan sighed: "I didn't show you that, but it repeats itself every night. You just happened to meet it. As long as people die in Buguixu, they will keep repeating their memories and experience death. "

Liu Qinghuan stared at him suspiciously: "Everyone else has no sanity, why do you have it?"

The other party lightly plucked the strings a few times, and said calmly: "Because I am unwilling."

Liu Qinghuan remembered the pictures she saw, so she decided not to ask any more questions.

After a while, the other party said: "Don't be afraid, I only have a little soul power left, and I can't do anything to you. Stranger, you'd better go into the town, if you don't want to be engulfed by the darkness outside if."

Liu Qinghuan looked back, at this time the sky was completely dark, the darkness was like a swamp that swallowed everything, and the surrounding fields were filled with a strange atmosphere.He thought for a while, stepped over the Jue tree, and walked into the town.

Fang Zixuan half-floated on the ruins and did not move: "You have asked so many questions, shouldn't it be time to answer my question?"

Liu Qinghuan stopped a few feet away from him: "I come from the outside world."

The other party nodded: "Where are you going?"

Liu Qinghuan suddenly thought of a possibility, the other party must have stayed in the Ruins of No Return for a long time, is he familiar with the situation here?
He said tentatively: "I'm going to the General's Tomb. It is said that there is a teleportation circle there, do you know?"

"Teleportation circle? Is this what you're looking for?"

"Yes." Liu Qinghuan said.

"There is indeed one."

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help being overjoyed, but heard the other party say: "But, you can't get there."

"Ah, why?"

"Because it is the General's Tomb, the most dangerous place in the Ruins of No Return. To get there, you have to pass through the Crow Ridge that used to be the main battlefield, and then there are mass graves. The deepest part is the General's Tomb."

Liu Qinghuan took out the map: "That's not right, there is only one swamp near the General's Tomb, so there is no Crow Ridge."

Fang Zixuan glanced at the map, stretched out a translucent finger and clicked on the place marked the General's Tomb: "This one here is fake."

Move your finger to the southernmost corner: "This is the real place, and the teleportation circle is also here."

Liu Qinghuan didn't expect that he would go in the wrong direction, but he didn't know the truth of what the other party said, which made him hesitate.

He still expressed his gratitude to the other party: "Thank you for your guidance, senior. Well, do you know where the teleportation circle is transmitted to?"

Fang Zixuan smiled: "I was just a low-level monk back then, how could I know such a secret thing."

Liu Qinghuan wanted to ask again, but seeing Fang Zixuan started playing the guqin again, he could only shut up.

The sound of the piano was like weeping and complaining, faintly spreading far away.

Liu Qinghuan gradually calmed down.

Fang Zixuan, who only had weak soul power, seemed to have no malicious intentions. On the contrary, his piano sound also had a soothing effect, comforting those souls wandering in pain.

As the night grew darker, a spell of light suddenly flashed in the sky, and the sound of fierce fighting broke the dead silence.

The sound of the piano was still unhurried, and Fang Zixuan's vicissitudes of life sounded again, singing the lyrics of the recruiter who asked for no return.

The singing guides the people in the distance to keep approaching, and the shouting becomes clearer.

Liu Qinghuan stood there without moving, her spiritual sense swept away, and she couldn't find where the opponent's enemy was at all.

Two petite figures rolled into the ruins of the town from the darkness, one of them let out a painful moan after falling to the ground, and the other jumped up from the ground with great agility, rushed to her side and said anxiously: "Sister, How are you?"

"It's okay, I just got caught." The female cultivator who was caught was helped up. She was wearing a blue dress, and her forearm was dripping with blood.

The other person was wearing a light yellow shirt, crying anxiously: "It's all my fault, if I hadn't insisted on driving at night, sister, you wouldn't have been hurt."

The blue-clothed nun comforted her softly, and her bright and sharp eyes fell on Liu Qinghuan and Fang Zixuan: "Those things don't seem to be able to enter this ruin, and we are safe for the time being."

The female cultivator in yellow finally saw that there were still people here, with a long sword in her hand guarded across her chest, she shouted softly, "Who are you?!"

Liu Qinghuan didn't answer, she sat in a corner and lowered her eyes, as if she didn't see them.

It was Fang Zixuan who spoke: "Stranger, where do you come from?"

The two women looked at each other, and the yellow-clothed female cultivator stood in front of the blue-clothed female cultivator, glaring at Fang Zixuan: "You don't care where we come from. It's you, are you a ghost?"

Fang Zixuan smiled: "I'm not even a ghost. If you don't mind the two girls, you can rest here for a night. In the future, remember not to rush on the night when you don't return to the market. You will encounter many unimaginable things. "

"Oh?" the female cultivator in blue asked, "Do you know what is attacking us? They are elusive, and we fought for a long time without even seeing each other clearly."

"Because those are ghosts." Fang Zixuan said: "Under the cover of the night, it is almost difficult to see their shadows."

The female cultivator in yellow came closer and looked at Fang Zixuan's body: "Are you also a ghost?"

"Me too."

"What do you mean? Yes, yes, no, no!"

Liu Qinghuan raised her head, but Fang Zixuan stopped answering and started playing the piano instead.

Seeing that the other party ignored her, the nun in yellow turned her attention to Liu Qinghuan: "Who are you?"

"Fifth Sister." The female cultivator in blue tugged at her, "Don't be so rude."

She smiled gently at Liu Qinghuan: "Fellow Daoist, my name is Yue Weiyang, this is my sister-in-law Yue Xi, haven't you asked Fellow Daoist Gao's name?"

"Yun Qing."

Seeing Liu Qinghuan's unwillingness to talk to others, the two women stopped talking and walked aside.The yellow-clothed female cultivator named Yue Xi snorted when she turned around: "Sister, the other party is obviously being rude. It's as cold as ice, as if someone likes to talk to him."

……

That night, Liu Qinghuan closed her eyes and meditated.

In the five years of Fengzhu, the Sword Intent of Life and Death has never been so suddenly active as it is today.But he can't think of the reason for the time being, he just has some guesses.

The sister surnamed Yue took a rest in a corner that blocked her view, while Fang Zixuan kept playing the piano.

When the darkness receded slightly, Fang Zixuan suddenly said, "Friend Daoist Yun."

Liu Qinghuan looked at him questioningly.

"Friend Daoist Yun, are you still going to the General's Tomb?"

"Yes."

"If possible, can you help me kill someone?"

　The update is an hour late.I've been very busy recently, and with the development of a new plot, the plot has not been straightened out, and it's a little bit stuck.Feel sorry!
　　
　
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