The chivalrous spirit is fickle

However, Shi Gu's eyes became more compassionate. He looked at the angry Kang Xi, as if he had guessed something, and spoke softly.

"The Great Demon in the West never died, she was just sleeping. In her sleep, she would have countless dreams."

"One person has thousands of faces, as if he had a physical body, walking on the continent."

"At some point, an unknown person will be called by the seaside, cross the vast ocean, and come to the ice field."

"Then, he will see a girl dragging a corpse in the vast snowy plain."

Hearing this, Kang Xi's pupils shrank slightly, and a trace of uneasiness was like thousands of sharp needles, piercing into every pore of his body, drilling into his flesh and blood, swimming, and slowly approaching his heart.

It was like the pain of a torn soul, coming quietly.

Shi Gu looked at Kang Xi and continued speaking softly.

"It's snowing heavily. The unknown man will fall in love with the unknown girl at first sight and develop a deep love for her."

"Then there was a sinking into agony."

"A priest will appear and make the unknown man angry and unwilling. He will do many things, many, many things."

"Then there was betrayal, disappointment, and finally a tragic death."

"When he leaves that continent, that girl will die, and her body will sink into the sea."

"This is the dream that has been repeated thousands of times in Xi, over and over again."

“Again and again.”

Chilled and creepy.

Kang Xi once thought that he was dead, already a zombie, and should not have this feeling anymore. However, at this moment, he felt that he was still alive, still in that snowy continent, still in that purgatory on earth where time stopped for him.

Shi Gu was still talking, but Kang Xi's heart slowly sank and fell into the cold pond.

So...is that so?

Then who am I? And who is Xiao Man?

Tick, tick.

Black blood dripped, and Kang Xi's nails dug deeply into his palms. He looked at Shi Gu and asked stubbornly.

"why?"

He didn't seem to be asking Shi Gu, but rather asking the vast universe, but he was destined to get no answer.

Shi Gu lowered his brows and spoke in a low voice.

"You see, the girl you met on that ice field was molded into shape like a snowman just before you stepped into the ice field."

"Her voice, appearance, and memory are all fabricated. Only when you see her will she have a name."

"For everyone who sets foot on that continent, this is a nightmare that has just begun."

"A nightmare that has been repeated thousands of times."

A streak of black blood flowed from Kang Xi's eyes. He stared at Shi Gu and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Why?!"

Shi Gu slowly raised his eyes, looked at Kang Xi from afar, and spoke softly.

"Because the Great Demon in the West wants to see what other people choose. She wants to see if the girl named Xiao Man can be saved if someone else comes."

"If the person back then wasn't her, there would have been a happy ending."

"That was her nightmare, too."

Kang Xi suddenly staggered, his body became unstable, and he took several steps back, while his facial features began to gradually distort.

Shi Gu ignored Kang Xi's expression and spoke softly.

"So, we threw that continent far away and erected a stone tablet on the shore of the West Sea to warn those who came to the West Sea."

"If there were unlucky people who were willing to carefully investigate the shore there, no tragedy would have happened, but they would have turned around and left immediately."

The big devil is in the west, a half-dead big devil. She turned into a continent, a dead land of ice and snow, but hid her heart somewhere else.

Therefore, it was impossible to really kill her, not to mention that there was a group of extremely annoying innates who had been secretly protecting the Great Demon in the West, making it impossible for Shi Gu to kill the ancient Great Demon with one sword.

"puff!"

Kang Xi suddenly spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, which was not normal for a zombie. His face was pale and he looked like he was crying and laughing at the same time.

Pain, despair, and guilt began to tear at his body like sharp claws.

His master, senior brothers, and fellow apprentices all died on that continent because of him, but all this was just a nightmare of a great demon.

"master……"

Kang Xi called out to his master in a low voice. Suddenly, he looked up at the sky and roared loudly like a wounded beast.

"what!!!!!"

Amidst the roars, black demonic energy surged and entangled around his body. At this moment, the laurel trees fell, the Moon Palace collapsed, and in the dreamlike state, a heavy snow fell.

The snow was falling heavily, as if returning to the ice field again, but Kang Xi's aura was rising rapidly, and demonic energy was everywhere.

With a clang, Shi Gu drew his sword and looked at Kang Xi who was almost crazy.

The next moment, a knife line was drawn, the heavy snow stopped abruptly, Shi Gu appeared behind Kang Xi, and sheathed his long sword.

In an instant, the snow and wind in the sky were shattered by a knife, the clouds dispersed and the sky cleared, leaving only a stain of blood splattered in the snow.

Kang Xi's body stiffened, and his body was separated, with his head rolling on the snow.

Shi Gu slowly closed his eyes, pressed his fingers on the scabbard, and sighed softly.

"I occasionally open my eyes to look at the world, but I am the one in their eyes."

With a muffled sound, a headless corpse fell into the snow, blood gushing out.

Chapter 93: Golden Buddha Statue (I)

The night suddenly fell, blocking the last ray of sunshine in the sky. The small shell suddenly began to show cracks, like a spider web.

Crack! With a crisp sound, the shell completely shattered, and two rays of light jumped out from it.

Su Xun was still in high spirits, holding the knife in one hand, but the blade was covered with sea water, which flowed down the thin blade. Su Xun glanced at the knife in his hand and his arm sank slightly.

The small knife was filled with sea water, enough to flood the entire Huiyin City.

Shi Gu looked a little tired as he landed on the long street, with a few snowflakes floating behind him. The killing blade had already been sheathed, the blade not visible, and not a single murderous aura was revealed.

Su Xun turned his head and asked Shi Gu.

"what's next?"

Shi Gu glanced at Su Xun and replied unhappily.

"Of course I'm going to eat the dog meat from your Xuanming Division. You'll pay for all the good food and wine."

Su Xun smiled when he heard this, waved his hand, and spoke loudly to everyone present.

"Did you hear that? Xuanmingsi has reserved the entire place for tonight. Everyone, eat big bowls of meat and drink big bowls of wine."

Hearing this, everyone shouted in unison and cheered. Only a few people from the Xuanming Division had droopy faces. After all, they were the ones looking for dog meat tonight. There was no hope of eating or drinking well, and all they could do was work themselves to death.

The three Nanmian people who had originally planned to sneak away, turned back when they heard that there was an opportunity to fight, drooling and cheering together.

The dog meat of Xuanmingsi has always been a specialty, and the price is not cheap. It would be a waste not to eat it.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Su Xun pulled Shi Gu over, put his arm around his shoulder, but lowered his voice and asked in a low voice.

"What's going on? How come Kang Xi is also a peak ninth-rank cultivator? How come you killed him so quickly?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Gu could only smile bitterly. Thinking of the man roaring like a wild beast in the snow, he lowered his eyebrows and sighed softly.

"He himself doesn't want to live anymore."

Su Xun frowned, punched Shi Gu without any hesitation, and said angrily.

"What are you talking about? Is it so difficult to tell the truth?"

Shi Gu gave a bitter smile, not knowing how to answer.

At the last moment, Kang Xi frantically gathered demonic energy. Even without the knife that could release his bones, he would not have survived.

It would be better to say that Kang Xi had been dead since he stepped into the ice field a hundred years ago. In the following hundred years, he just danced in the clutches of the devil, killing and eating people, but in the end he found that he should have died a hundred years ago.

Miserable? Perhaps. This is the fate of all those who step into that icy plain, except for Shi Gu.

A long time ago, Shi Gu had also been to that ice field, but he wanted to kill the big demon in the west, but he failed in the end.

……

Under the same night sky, in Huiyin Temple, a monk in yellow robes lit a long-burning lamp and placed it at the entrance of the temple.

The monk looked calm, sitting cross-legged, fingering his Buddhist beads and chanting scriptures softly. If you listened carefully, you could hear syllables with no clear meaning.

Help the dead souls to be reborn in paradise soon.

The monks chanted scriptures for a long time until late at night. The flame of the eternal lamp at the door became dim and a breeze blew into the temple.

With a sigh, the monk slowly opened his eyes and looked forward. With a green light flowing in his eyes, he saw a thin shadow sitting in front of him. It was Kang Xi's soul.

Kang Xi looked lonely, with a heavy layer of snow on his shoulders, and his lips were dry and pale, as if he would disappear at any time.

Seeing this, the monk moved his lips slightly and called out softly.

"Junior brother..."

"What else can't be put down?"

Kang Xi looked at the monk's graying brows, wanting to say something but stopping himself. In the end, he could only smile bitterly. Looking back on his life, he was already a remnant soul, but he did not have too much resentment and anger.

This is not a relief, but a helpless "Forget it."

The monk pinched the Buddhist beads, looked at Kang Xi's remaining soul, and spoke slowly.

"I know you are worried, so go with peace of mind."

"The great lord's golden body is worry-free, and the Great Dream Heavenly Art that day did not find me. You and I are one fake and one real. In this way, no one will suspect this."

Kang Xi looked lonely. What he wanted to ask and say was no longer about the great king. After being freed from the shackles of life and death, the so-called great king was no longer that important.

The monk twisted the Buddhist beads and chanted the scriptures again. As the beads were pressed, Kang Xi's figure became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared completely, entering the cycle of reincarnation again.

The sound of the wind faded away, and the monk slowly stood up. There was no sadness or joy on his face. He did not feel any sadness about Kang Xi's death.

Just thinking that there is one less person in this world who knows his name.

The monk stretched out his hand, intending to close the temple door, but at this moment, footsteps were heard outside the temple door.

Step, step, step.

The monk frowned suddenly and looked up at the person who was coming. He saw a beautiful woman wearing a blue monk's robe and holding a Zen stick, walking towards him. It was Xiaojiu.

"What's the matter, benefactor?" The monk's brows relaxed, he took a step back slightly, and put on a gentle look, but his true energy was secretly circulating, and murderous intent was rising.

Xiaojiu stopped, looked at the monk in the temple with a cold expression, and said lightly.

"I am half a monk, so I cannot eat dog meat."

The monk was startled when he heard this, somewhat confused, and could only smile.

"Monks are naturally not allowed to eat dog meat."

There was a glimmer in Xiaojiu's eyes, flickering like fireworks. She gently raised her pretty eyebrows and spoke slowly.

"So I have nothing to do with tonight's celebration party. Instead, I have to come here to help them finish up. This makes me a little unhappy."

The monk frowned, realizing something was wrong, and clasped his hands together, speaking in a low voice.

"What exactly do you want to say, benefactor?"

Xiaojiu raised his hand and pointed the Zen staff. In an instant, a golden ripple spread along the bottom of the Zen staff and on the ground, and a crack appeared on the temple door.

The monk's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a little more uneasy. Without waiting for him to speak, Xiao Jiu was too lazy to raise his eyebrows and spoke softly.

"Monk, your chanting of the mantra for the Pure Land is not good. It is a bit ear-splitting."

Upon hearing this, the monk's face finally changed drastically. He no longer concealed anything, and his pupils were stained with a hint of black. At this moment, Xiao Jiu took a step and quickly formed a seal with his fingers.

The golden light gathered and condensed into a huge "卐" character, which slammed heavily towards the monk.