Thirteenth month of death

Chapter 141 Invisible Confinement
"what is this?"

Li Daosheng asked.

"I don't know," Wudao shook his head, looking at the word [生], and suddenly asked, "Have you seen the carvings on the wall before?"

"Is it the sculpture of the twelve worlds?" Li Daosheng himself also wanted to ask this question.

"Yes," Wudao gestured to Li Daosheng to look at the word "life" and said, "Death, coming, life, each of these three words comes from one of these worlds."

"There are twelve worlds, with twelve words in total, four words in each sentence, for a total of three sentences. The twelve worlds are divided into the same categories as you see: past, present, and future."

Wudao and Li Daosheng looked at each other quietly. In a trance, Li Daosheng seemed to see some pictures.

This was the first time Li Daosheng saw Wudao so closely. He really... looked so much like himself.

But it was just appearance, in temperament, the two were completely different.

It is no exaggeration to say that the difference is like heaven and mud, and Li Daosheng is the mud.

"Are these words condensed from the world? How did you get them?" Li Daosheng couldn't help but ask.

"I stole it," Wudao smiled, "from Thirteenth Moon."

what?
Li Daosheng thought he had misheard at first, but when he saw Wudao's smile, he immediately knew that Wudao was not joking.

"Everything and every action in the world has its purpose. Have you ever thought about what the purpose of [Thirteenth Month] is?" Wudao suddenly asked.

Li Daosheng shook his head. He had thought about this question before, but he really had no idea.

Wudao was silent for a while.

He didn't hide anything, but said to Li Daosheng directly: "I'm considering whether now is the right time to tell you some secrets. This may be the last time we meet in the short term, but if I tell you, I'm worried that it will affect your choice, which is not what I want to see."

Wudao's words were beyond Li Daosheng's expectations.

However, at this time, it was Li Daosheng who strengthened his idea of Wudao.

"If you don't tell me, we might not have the chance to meet again. I might die in some world."

Wu Dao heard this and smiled gently: "That makes sense."

"Well, it's good that you've heard it. Don't take it too seriously."

"Many of the things I'm going to tell you next are just my own guesses."

"For example, [Thirteenth Month] is likely a person."

Wudao's words are shocking.

"My way of entering the Thirteenth Moon is different from everyone else's. I heard that after the protagonist of a world dies unexpectedly, they will be resurrected by the Thirteenth Moon, and in the extra time, they will try their best to repair the world that collapsed due to the protagonist's disappearance."

"I'm different," Wudao said loudly, his eyes bright. "I shattered the sky and flew in myself."

“When I first arrived in the Thirteenth Month, I saw three figures. I couldn’t see their appearance clearly, but I heard a name.”

Wudao looked into Li Daosheng's eyes and said word by word, "[Ye Ming], this is what the two figures called the other figure. When they discovered me, the figure called [Ye Ming] suddenly turned into an endless white space and called itself [Shisan Yue]."

"Ye Ming..." Li Daosheng muttered in shock. "Yes, Ye Ming," Wu Dao said after a moment of silence. "I have traveled through various realms and found the meaning of Ye Ming in many legends. It is a forgotten god of time."

The god of time?

That’s right, among all the magical powers of [Thirteenth Month], the most shocking one is its control over time.

"I'll leave the investigation of Ye Ming to you," Wu Dao said to Li Daosheng seriously. "I come from the Huangzhong World, which is what the Thirteenth Moon calls it. But I've always believed that all worlds are equal. Although the Thirteenth Moon seems to be superior to other worlds, you should have noticed that it can only act within the rules. And those rules belong to the current world, which even the Thirteenth Moon cannot violate."

"Thirteenth Moon and all twelve worlds are at most on an equal footing."

Wudao turned his head and continued to look at the word "life" on the wall.

"So, why are there these words in Thirteenth Moon? These words come from every independent world. Thirteenth Moon is intentionally collecting them. You can see... although these words can be recognized, they are still partially incomplete and not in their complete form."

Wudao's words made Li Daosheng's gaze fall back on the wall. Yes, none of the three characters were complete, but it was enough to recognize what was written.

After all, these three words are not complicated.

"I'm not being mysterious," Wudao frowned slightly, as if thinking of something. "When I took these characters from Thirteenth Moon, they were like this, so I suspect the other three characters in Thirteenth Moon's hand are not complete either."

"Guess, under what circumstances can these words be condensed and complete?"

Wudao suddenly asked.

Li Daosheng barely had time to think before an answer popped into his head. He blurted out, "The story of a world is completely over."

"That's right." A smile appeared on Wudao's face. "To be more precise, when the story of the protagonist of the world is completely concluded, the words belonging to that world will condense."

"What is the use of these words?" Li Daosheng asked doubtfully.

"This is the answer you need to find, but I can tell you some of my guesses." Wudao walked to the rubble, waved his long sleeves to clear out a clean bluestone, and slowly sat down.

"Twelve worlds, twelve words, four words in each sentence, three sentences in total. These words are born with the protagonists of the world. So, what is the best way to get these words?" Wudao looked at Li Daosheng with a smile.

The best way...

If these words are the companions of the world's protagonist, then the best way is of course to "confine" the world's protagonist.

and many more!

Li Daosheng suddenly realized a problem.

He had always thought that there were infinite worlds, but now it seems that there are only twelve in total.

And in each of these twelve worlds, the protagonist died during the process of growing up!
This is definitely not normal.

As Wudao said, the best way to obtain these texts is to "kill" the protagonists of the world and "imprison" them in a separate place, while at the same time letting their stories reach the end as quickly as possible.

Everything in the world, all actions, have a purpose...

When Li Daosheng began to analyze everything carefully with Wudao's previous words as the core, he also vaguely felt that a huge, oppressive, and weird atmosphere was shrouding everything.

They are indeed being kept in captivity.

(End of this chapter)