The Spirit World

Chapter 373: Revenge, Fire, and Snow

【Wenti County·Old Town】

"Uncle...Excuse me...Can I pass here?"

A childish voice was behind them. Their nerves were a little sensitive now. As the first checkpoint of Wenti County, this already scrapped city really didn't want any more ghosts coming.

They put down the ice crystals in their hands. It was someone's head, and now it had completely melted.

The snow in Wenti County... fell down in large quantities. On the branches that had already died because they could not withstand the weather changes, the snow looked like new white buds, falling drop by drop.

It was a child who looked about five or six years old, with long silver-white hair blown by the wind, as if blending into the snow.

She was wearing very old clothes, but they were very neat, and it was hard to see any wrinkles. She must have taken care of them regularly. Her eyes were big and round, which looked very cute, and matched her childish face very well. However, she did not have the babyish voice of a five or six-year-old child. She was just childish, like the childishness of her vocal cords, and when she spoke, she also made people feel very cute.

Her eyes blinked, as if there were stars shining in her eyes.

Behind her was a man with a bamboo hat. He was wearing a loose robe, which was a little worn, but the cuffs were like Chinese clothes. A long belt was tied with a unique bow at his waist, like some tribal custom. On his waist were three eye-catching long swords. The three unique scabbards were quietly pinned on his waist, in an orderly manner. His hands looked a little old. They were strong hands, but I don’t know if it was because of the wind and frost, or because he had practiced holding the sword for too long, the wrinkles on his hands did not match his slightly fair face. Under his bamboo hat, you could vaguely see the long scar from his eye. The scar was clearly visible on his right eye. His firm eyes even stared at everyone here viciously, but even so, his face was angular, and still gave people a unique sense of vicissitudes, the man’s strength was like this, even at a glance, you could tell that this man had experienced everything that was worthy of being called a "man", that kind of courage.

The two people, one big and one small, were standing at the door of the checkpoint. If they were not allowed in, something big might happen.

But even so, it is not enough to describe it as strange. Everything that has just happened must be even stranger than this, even weird, and their captain has died in the meaningless obstruction.

For a few seconds, they finally understood that the dilapidated Wenti County could still attract those with extraordinary talents, even geniuses, to come here and continue to write their legends.

All the people guarding the first checkpoint were stunned, and had not yet woken up from the grief they had just felt. Now that they were asked this question, they didn't know whether to stop them or not...

"Excuse me...Uncle...Can I pass here?"

The little girl still asked in the same tone, but this time, it was more vivid, and she even imitated the voice, trying to be more polite.

"Uh... um... it's okay to pass..." Someone spoke... and he looked quite smart. He was the first to answer, and no one else said anything.

I don't know what to say...

This kind of thing... is already strange enough... If it happens again... I will be the one to die...

They looked at the man with a serious face. The hat was not very useful and was even tattered. Through the holes in the hat, they could clearly see the man's eyes. Those were a pair of eyes that scared them, as if they were biting them tightly and making them unable to move.

"Uncle Yikong... they said we can pass... let's go..." The little girl turned around and raised her head to the man and said happily: "That's it... we have to be polite, then others will be polite to us, understand?"

She seemed to be teaching this man named Yikong... the principles of courtesy...

She didn't wait for the man to respond. She took the man's hand with her right hand, turned around, and walked towards the checkpoint step by step. The man still had a solemn look on his face and didn't want to respond. But when the little girl held her hand tightly, she just held his hand with her left hand. His right hand was still tightly on the handle of a long knife.

They walked slowly, the man looked ahead, while the girl looked at everything around her with some joy. The man who asked for release could just clearly see that there was a neat name engraved on the special scabbard.

【Dragon Cut】

There is nothing fancy, just neat little characters.

All the gatekeepers just watched them walk towards the second checkpoint.

If such release could save their lives, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it, but their captain was gone forever.

I guess the scary woman just now has already met the support team, and the two people, one big and one small, are chasing after that person?
If this is the case, perhaps I can find some vague comfort in my heart.

The two of them, one big and one small, walked very fast. It was estimated that they would see the team at the second checkpoint soon... But, this had nothing to do with them anymore... They had failed in their duties, or perhaps they had already died... But they were not dead yet, so who could tell... What was the situation now?

Where are they going? It's really confusing.

In the farm not far away, snowflakes were flying and falling on the black robes. The spreading black air was entangled and looked like clouds.

"It's really sad... isn't it?"

She looked at the dilapidated farm as if she was crying.

"My king... actually lives in a place like this..." Her breathing was not steady and she was extremely sad.

It seemed that suddenly, her emotions fluctuated in a complex manner, as if she was crying, but also as if she was laughing.

But there was no emotion at all.

Crying, but also cold crying.

A smile, but also a cold smile.

Creepy.

In the dilapidated yard, there is a crooked roof. It is already dilapidated. The iron warehouse is also rusted. Birds that have frozen to death have fallen in the yard. The dead trees and grass have a rotten smell. The abandoned wasteland is covered with white snow that has not melted yet. Now, it is snowing heavily like goose feathers again. I am afraid that the snow here will never melt.

Furthermore, the remaining bloodstains were already thick black. Some were scattered on the ground, on the walls, and even on the snow. They were also splattered with blood. They were the blood of monsters. The corpses of creatures whose limbs had rotted away had long left no trace of human existence here.

It's only been four months...

This ruthless change can cause everyone to lose everything they love one after another.

"It's really sad..."

Her words sounded like a song, but there was no one around, no one was listening. All that was left was withered ruins, rotten ruins, and incomplete death.

"Why do humans... earn your admiration so much? My king..."

"Why... could you do such a thing for a human being... and even accompany her... and fall into an endless cycle of reincarnation..."

"And now... not only for her, but for the rest of humanity... who are against us..."

"I do not understand……"

She stood in front of the iron gate where she might have stood before. The warehouse was already dilapidated, with the rusty red mixed with the pure white of the snow, creating a unique sense of dilapidated beauty.

She asked the question again and again, word by word, as if the man in black armor was standing there.

Even if he just looked at her coldly, he was still majestic.

But there is no one there, and there will never be an answer...

She was silent, listening to the sound of wind and snow.

It was like the wail of a song...

"I've lived for so many years... and this is the first time I've seen the true form of the Great Devil of the First Day... I didn't expect it to be such a pure and innocent woman, and not... the nothingness that devours the heaven and earth... It's really... wonderful..." A figure was at the door of the farm, stroking his beard, his six whiskers fluttering, and his green eyes seemed to have a halo rotating in his eyes.

He was a little short because he was old, but he still stood straight and did not dare to be careless.

"Heartless Demon King... why did you... come here..."

He was also asking questions, but he obviously knew that the probability of him being answered was very low.

She turned around and stared at him blankly with her ice-blue eyes.

"Do you know... where my king went?"

"I'm sorry... I didn't know..." Longxu Gong shook his head and sighed.

“There are always such things in this world. The more you want to find them, the harder they are to find…” Longxu Gong spoke earnestly, as if he was facing a little girl looking for a rag doll.

He felt that this was how she looked now.

Even without the demonic energy and the unrivaled power, "So that's how it is..."

She nodded, not quite understanding.

"Are you here to stop me?"

"No... I'm here to see the scenery..."

Longxugong never moved from where he was from beginning to end. He just stood at the door of the farm, looking at the cold, sad woman.

"The human landscape... is beautiful..."

"Beauty... is universal..." Longxu Gong did not continue speaking, but just sighed.

He still stood there.

He looked at the woman who was looking at the snow.

Snow floated into her ice-blue eyes, and she stared straight at the sky. The snow melted in her eyes, and turned into water, like tears, flowing down gently.

"You are still alive... Dragon..." There seemed to be tears flowing from her eyes, but they were just snow, melted snow.

She seemed to be singing a song of time in a low voice...

"I do... want to die, but I still haven't done anything I can be proud of... I just don't want to die..." Longxu Gong's sighs didn't stop, but when he spoke, his breath was very long, as if he was also sad...

"What do you gain by helping humans?"

"My father told me... whether a person is good or evil cannot be determined all at once. It depends on what he does... the same goes for helping humanity." Longxu Gong did not answer her question.

"My oldest name is greed... but I... don't want anything..." She didn't ask any more questions, but just kept talking to herself, as if she had met an acquaintance and was talking to him.

"People who have no heart are the most greedy." Mr. Longxu nodded in agreement.

He seemed to be able to control her train of thought and answer her questions in a disjointed manner.

"My king...where is he..."

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you... maybe he's in the human world, or maybe, in hell."

She lowered her head, and her black robes shimmered.

"Do you know why he likes humans so much?"

"This is also the question that has always troubled me. Why did my father sacrifice himself for humanity..."

"That's it..."

"Yes..." Longxu Gong nodded.

It was snowing heavily and the wind was blowing over their heads. None of them spoke, and the snow and wind seemed to come from the future, sweeping over their bodies as if it would never go away.

"I'm going to find my king..."

she says.

"Go ahead...at least you can still find..."

He said.

"I hope... I can see you again... Long..."

She smiled, so cold and peaceful.

"Yeah...I think so too."

He smiled too, and his six whiskers trembled.

According to the common sense of this world, even if there is a grudge for killing one's father, will it be erased by time?

I began to understand that hatred is just an emotion. If a person loses this emotion, will even the deepest hatred be so indifferent?

For these three thousand years, you were not the only one living in this world... Those of us who have the same lifespan as you... and even those who lived together in that era, are scattered everywhere.

No matter how heartbroken I was or how helpless and furious I was at that time, now... after meeting you, I can understand that the Demon King is just a different human being.

I can also feel pity for you from my father’s perspective...Heartless Demon King...where is your future?
Is death the only one?

Is death the only way to be free?

I don't have an answer for you.

Because I am so greedy, I am thinking about my father and my mother all the time, I hope they can come back to me, I greedily long for their return, I greedily think about their return, but I know I will never wait, because they have died long ago... My greed... can only accompany my hatred, and I will move forward alone in the long years.

Finally... it calmed down...

We are all pitiful people, just... our positions are different.

As an ancient dragon, I can only stand on the side of humans, and you, as a demon king, can only stand on the side of the demon king.

forever……

Forever...

shackles……

Ah……

Those gods who are high above...

Can you hear it?

The chess pieces on this unprecedented chessboard,
Crying.

In her heart...

Crying helplessly.