Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 328 You Are Smart, Tell Me

"Interesting conjecture. Are we 'Wei Xi' from different time periods? My present is your past, and your present is my future?"

"What did you think of?" Wei Xi knew this "excited" tone, so he pointed it out directly.

Apart from some weirdness, I have to say that the conversation with another self is extremely harmonious.

A sly smile appeared on Weixi No. 2's dirty face. "If your guess is correct, why are you still standing here?"

"I mean, I wasn't buried in a coffin," Weixi No. 2 thought for a moment and added, "Buried in a coffin again."

Wei Xi admired himself a little and even wanted Changshengmu to make a few more of the same type.

However, Wei Xi understood what she meant: because of his intervention, the other party was saved from being buried alive, and as her future, he should change accordingly.

Wei Xi rubbed his fingers together and said thoughtfully, "It seems that the changes in you cannot affect me... What a pity..."

"If you ask me, there's no influence on each other," Wei Xi No. 2 paused rubbing his fingers imperceptibly. "What we can think of, the future 'Wei Xi' can think of too! Do you believe she didn't make any moves?"

Wei Xi is quite self-aware, so she is sure that she will give it a try in the future.

Since the two of them are standing here in good health, their memories are not confused, and all the small parts of their bodies are intact, it seems that "Wei Xi"'s temptation in the future will not have any significant impact.

"Whether the future exists is still unknown..."

Hearing this, Weixi No. 2 said coldly: "If you think so, then treat me as a dream."

Wei Xi didn't respond - she knew herself too well, and instead took out Lingyin.

Lingyin looked at the person opposite vigilantly with two pairs of eyes, and carefully moved her fat butt into the palm of her master's hand.

Seeing that the fat bird looked so timid, Wei Xi No. 2 pulled up a smile on his face, rummaged in his clothes with his left hand, and the trembling Lingyin No. 2 made a brilliant appearance.

Neither bird showed any affection towards its other owner; instead, it was filled with fear. The bird in Wei Xi's hand even burrowed back into its owner's clothes, its claws clinging tightly to them.

The two of them tacitly did not discuss Lingyin's abnormality, and each had their own thoughts in their minds.

The insect-headed people fell to the ground, some dead and some unconscious. Although it was hard to say that they were dead based on Wei Xi's experience, it was not good to leave them at someone's doorstep.

"It's a happy day, don't disrupt it... no matter who he is!"

With that, the two men began to drag the four insect-headed men away from the courtyard. Nanjiang was lush with vegetation, and regardless of whether this house was real or fake, there were still many landscaping plants nearby, making it a perfect place to hide a corpse.

Among them was a corpse with a smashed head - Wei Xi thought it was dead beyond death - and when it was being moved, it excitedly hit its head against the ground, and the shaky insect head was completely smashed to pieces.

"How much strength did you use? This head is broken into pieces like tofu dregs!" Wei Xi No. 2 exclaimed in amazement, as if her action was gentle and not irritating.

Wei Xi ignored the witticism and squatted down to examine the broken head carefully.

After a while, Wei Xi scraped the flesh on the skull with a shovel, revealing the white bones inside.

The wide shovel was not suitable for such delicate work, so Wei Xi No. 2 hurried back to the coffin, trying to find the bamboo knife that Wei Xi remembered.

Lying on the edge of the coffin, Wei Xi No. 2's face showed a look of regret, and his body became a little stiff.

But she still pressed on the edge of the coffin and tried hard to search among the burial objects. She successfully returned to Wei Xi with the bamboo knife and joined the scratch-off lottery team.

Half an incense stick later, the two men looked at their subordinate's skull in bewilderment. It was an insect head, to be sure, but it was also a human head.

To be precise, this is a human head transformed into a bug head.

"It doesn't look like it was caused by external force," Weixi No. 2 said softly, "It seems to be stretched from... from the inside?"

Wei Xi closed her eyes: It's those flower-mouthed monkeys! She had always thought they were monkeys, but now she thought they might be people.

Live people!
A monkey spewed out of the paper mouth, and the monkey turned into a man with an insect head. Under the control of the Longevity Wood, the madness was both utterly real.

For the first time, Wei Xi didn't dare to think too much: What was the story behind the paper figurines he had burned in the yard? Where did the paper figurines come from?

All of this points to the mysterious wood of immortality.

Wei Xi didn't understand it, but because she wanted to obtain it, she traveled thousands of miles to Nanjiang. Now, after just getting a glimpse of the Longevity Wood, she was shocked by the other party's methods.

This is a kind of cruelty that looks down on all living beings. No matter whether they are humans, monkeys or monsters that have turned into insect-headed people, they are all living beings in the eyes of the Longevity Tree, living beings for it to drive.

Wei Xi rarely backs down, and now she doesn't know how to get out of this situation except to grit her teeth and persevere.

Skulls with their flesh scraped off them lie dormant in this land, their pasts covered up and unknown to anyone.

"The Wood of Immortality," Weixi No. 2 covered the bamboo knife with his wide sleeves. "I wonder who came up with this name... Forget it. Should we continue to wait for the Saint?"

The two knew very well: if they waited any longer, the Saint might not come back, but the arrival of the third 'Wei Xi' was almost certain.

"The favor of the Saint...the Saint..." Wei Xi murmured to himself, "She must be nearby!"

"There are only two places, the house and the yard. Is there really nothing wrong with the paper figurines in the house?"

Thinking of the seemingly endless red tent, Wei Xi couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that the saint is in the tent?

Wei Xi couldn't help but sigh at this thought: It's a shame he couldn't trick Wei Xi No. 2 into going in and finding out what was going on. Firstly, she was hard to trick; she might still be thinking about the same thing; secondly, if something happened to her, there was no telling how it would affect him.

Although Wei Xi vaguely felt that there should not be any impact, it was not the time to gamble his life at the moment.

"What are you thinking about?" Weixi No. 2 rubbed his knife on the broad blade, trying to remove the broken meat and blood. "Should we go into the yard or not?"

"This knife tends to curl easily. You'd better pick out another one that's easier to use."

"What could it be? I've looked through everything, and there's only this one knife... You know that!"

Wei Xi sneered in her heart: How could she believe it just by what others said? It was she who turned the coffin upside down.

"Coffin!" Wei Xi's eyes lit up, "It's a coffin! The Saint is in the coffin!"

Wei Xi No. 2 felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and stammered, "...This...can't be right. I was just thinking...the Saint was in the coffin, so I should have been stabbed too, right?"

"This is a wedding! I need to comb the newlyweds' hair! Since the 'bride' inside isn't the saint, then it must be the one outside," Wei Xi squeezed out three words from between his teeth, "'Carrying the Bridal Sedan Chair'!"

　To summarize: The two Wei Xis in the era of immortal cultivation were discussing "time" and "existence". One believed that time was linear, and the other believed that time was composed of time points.

　　As for why the two people have different ideas, the author believes that the difference in experience between Weixi No. 1 and Weixi No. 2 led to their different understandings. Weixi No. 1 was actually stabbed several times and experienced a reset, so she vaguely came into contact with the operation of the Longevity Wood.

　　As for the question of time, the last time the author studied physics was when he graduated from high school (guilty conscience)... and Wei Xi is not a physicist (loudly)!
　　Don’t worry about it, just look at the settings in the story!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)