Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

"Having missed such a delicious dinner, I'm afraid I won't have another chance in the future. I've also spoiled Senior Taixu's fun."

Li Mo said calmly, "It is more important to meet the immortal."

Now that they had walked out of the wing room, Li Mo didn't know whether he could talk to the warrior. Anyway, Changle said it was okay, and he didn't talk to the warrior either.

However, Changle didn't seem to be talking to the warrior, after all, he was looking at himself and speaking.

Does the death rule of the hall apply to the rooms and outside? Or does it apply to some and not others?

Just like eating and drinking, it can only be done in the lobby and obviously not in other places.

But when talking to a person who is eating, does a warrior who has just eaten a human body count as a person who is eating?

Avoid looking into His eyes. Who is “He”?

The seven Taixu disciples who were leading everyone to their respective rooms just smiled slightly and chatted politely: "It's okay. As seniors, understanding and respecting the living habits of the younger generations is also a part of cultivation."

"As long as you wish, you can enjoy dishes of this scale every day. This is the reward for reaching the summit."

Su Mei smiled and suddenly stopped.

"Okay, we're here. From now on, this is where you'll rest at night. We've already prepared everything for you."

"It's best to have one room per person, so please make reasonable arrangements and don't make things difficult for us."

"By the way, please stay in your rooms at night and don't go out."

At this time, Changle asked curiously: "Why? Senior, why can't we go out at night?"

Su Mei: "Because some dirty things will appear in Taixu Mountain at night, if you leave the protection of the wing room, you may be in danger."

Changle was even more puzzled: "There are still monsters on the mountain? Won't the immortals kill them?"

Su Mei: "Demons? Haha, yes, these monsters are quite special. Master can't kill them in a short time."

A trace of fear crossed Changle's face. It was hard to imagine that even the most powerful person in the world, the Immortal Chiyuan, had a demon that he couldn't kill...

Changle: "If even the immortals can't solve it, what if the demons destroy the wing rooms?"

Su Mei: "Don't worry, the demons won't destroy the wing rooms."

"After three days, we will take you to see the immortal."

Hearing this, everyone immediately became interested and stopped asking further questions, fearing that they would anger the Seven Disciples of Taixu and trip them up, forcing them down the mountain after they had finally reached the summit.

It is not difficult to stay in the scenic Taixu Mountain for three days, or perhaps this fairyland is the ultimate destination yearned for by many elegant people who are indifferent to fame and fortune.

As for the rule that only one person is allowed to stay in the compartment, no one else cares at all.

Are you kidding? We have already reached the place where immortals live, how could anything go wrong?

All the monsters and demons on Tongtian Road are just tests set by the immortals.

As long as they were obedient and could survive three days, what would the demons on the mountain mean to them? The seven Taixu disciples didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a minor incident.

Maybe the immortal is in seclusion and has no time to take care of us!

Or perhaps it is to test their strength and determination.

They are all leaders in the martial arts world and have their own pride. They have achieved things that countless predecessors have failed to do.

In the past hundred years, they are the only ones who have reached the top of the martial arts world!

After they come down the mountain in triumph, one can imagine what heights they will reach and how much they will enjoy being admired by everyone.

While everyone's attention was on the room introduced by Taixu's seven disciples, Li Mo quietly took out his notebook and asked two questions.

The first question is: What’s wrong with the wing?

The notebook did not give any response, including on the second page.

However, all of this was within Li Mo's expectations. The second page had already told Li Mo many of the rules that triggered instant death, so there was naturally no reason to tell Li Mo what the nature of the wing room was.

Notebooks are like this, they only state the surface but not the essence.

But when faced with the weirdness, if you don’t understand its essence, you will only be killed by the changing and unknown laws.

The second question is: Did the Seven Disciples of Taixu lie?

The notebook answered.

The answer is: [They didn’t lie.]

"They... are not them, and certainly not them." Li Mo murmured in a mosquito-like voice, which confirmed his guess.

The compartment is not safe...

The room is not safe, there are strange things wandering outside...

Whether inside or outside, any choice is a dead end.

Changle glared at Li Mo, covered her hungry stomach, picked a room adjacent to the one in front of Li Mo, and walked in with her luggage.

The black-clad guards talked to each other and chose a room near Changle.

The seven disciples of Taixu left one after another.

Li Mo was the only one standing outside in the quiet night, the cold wind beating against the fragile human skin.

Night is the time when the weird atmosphere becomes stronger. Under the protection of darkness, many weird things will have their patterns partially completed.

Even if it is not complete, it is far more terrifying than daytime.

When the strange frenzy time point corresponding to this world comes, all horrors will undergo unpredictable changes.

Therefore, it is quite dangerous for Li Mo to be outside at this time... If he is not careful, he will be found and locked by the wandering monsters.

If it is delayed until the time of the strange frenzy, the tragedy of Saint Freya's funeral will be repeated.

The temperature on the thermometer dropped little by little, and although it was now seventeen degrees, it was at a safe level.

But if you stay there any longer, you will definitely encounter something strange.

"You can't stay in the wing room for long, which means I can't spend the night here at all."

"The notebook admitted that the Seventh Disciple of Taixu did not lie, but the Seventh Disciple of Taixu only said that the strange things would not destroy the wing room, and never said that the wing room was safe."

"Could there also be one in the wing room..."

Li Mo took the thermometer, took a deep breath, and slowly approached the room step by step.

The wing room looked to be in good repair and was one of the few buildings that was still acceptable on this strange and gloomy mountain.

At least from Li Mo's perspective, this is just an ordinary house.

However, after going through so much from the foot of the mountain to the top, Li Mo felt that he could not trust himself.

Yes, his distorted memory could kill him.

The choices that follow must be made with every nerve tense. One cannot rely on common sense and memory, but must reason again based on all the existing evidence and clues to make a choice.

In this state, common sense and memory will kill him.

Li Mo said this secretly in his heart, his eyes focused on the thermometer.

Soon, when Li Mo walked to the door of the compartment with the thermometer, the thermometer was like a spring stretched too long, shrinking and lowering in an instant -

Zero degrees.

This is just standing at the door and not going in.

"No wonder the Seven Disciples of Taixu said that the weirdness would not destroy the wing room, because the wing room itself is a greater weirdness."

"Go in and observe."

Li Mo left the backpack containing the human-headed ghost outside, because the notebook reminded him not to let the ghost into the house.

Li Mo wasn't sure how this rule was determined. Was a human-headed ghost in a dead state considered a ghost? Or did the notebook refer to ghosts with living consciousness, similar to the Seven Disciples of Taixu?

You can't stay overnight or for a long time, but you can live here for a short time.

As for the so-called allowing only one person to live there, I'm afraid that's not the case. The Seven Disciples of Taixu are ghosts, and you can just go against them and that's it.

If you blindly follow their plan, sooner or later you will become food on the table and be eaten by the next group of people who reach the summit.

What's more, the Seven Disciples of Taixu didn't say that only one person can live in one room, but used the word "best".

In Shenzhou's rhetoric, "best" has another hidden meaning, which is "you don't have to do this."

Li Mo walked into the small room. The door made a slight sound and a simple and warm residence appeared in front of him.

There was a faint woody scent in the room, and an ancient painting and calligraphy hung on the wall.

The wooden bed was placed against the wall, covered with a soft quilt and thin satin pillowcases.

There was a small table next to it, on which was placed a pot of tea and a few teacups.

There was a small stove in the corner with a brazier on it, emitting a faint flame and a fresh smoky smell.

The window was open and moonlight shone into the room through the screens.

After Li Mo entered, the first thing he did was to close the window to prevent himself from being enveloped by moonlight.

Then he blew out the flame in the stove. He remembered that lights were not allowed in the side rooms.

If the compartment has a protective power that prevents evil from entering, then the notebook's reminder not to turn on the lights implies other dangers.

For example...the wing room itself, the firelight is its eyes.

If the guess is correct.

It is very important to blow out the flames and extinguish the fire so that the wing room cannot see your every move. After all, if you are about to do something detrimental to the wing room and are seen by the strange "eyes", you may trigger the law.

After doing these two things, Li Mo walked around the room, continuing to observe the places that seemed strange to him.

When in the state of death once, Li Mo can vaguely see things in the dark, but as a price, his eyes will become less sensitive to light.

"A wooden bed placed against the wall? The notebook said it can't be placed against the wall. If you place it against the wall, you'll die."

"There are also calligraphy and paintings in the wing room. It's just an ordinary wing room on Mount Taixu. Are they landscape paintings?"

Li Mo approached the calligraphy and painting. He originally thought it would be a normal landscape painting with two elegant poems on it. After all, according to historical records, ancient elegant people liked to do this.

In addition, Taixu Mountain is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world and is surrounded by beautiful mountains and rivers. It is very normal to hang a landscape painting in the room.

Green mountains, flowing water, clouds and mist, pine trees...

The mountains rise and fall, the streams flow clear, and the clouds and mists drift in the painting, revealing a lingering reverie and artistic conception.

This is what Li Mo expected.

Unfortunately, the calligraphy and paintings in the wing room were not landscape paintings, but portraits.

Li Mo frowned. The appearance of a portrait in the room was definitely not good news.

The person in the painting is dressed simply and has a calm expression, like a corpse that has been dead for a long time.

But he was not dead. He was hanging on the wall with his eyes still open, staring at the wooden bed below with a strange look.

It doesn't look like a normal portrait.

There is no title, and no poem.

Li Mo couldn't think of any reason for such a portrait to appear in the wing room. Even if there were a few more verses praising ordinary people, it would be fine. But there was nothing, just a bare person.

The background is also a wing room, and even the layout is not much different from the wing room where Li Mo is.

Li Mo was not sure whether the layout of the wing rooms in ancient times were almost the same, but he never thought that coincidences in strange events were just coincidences. Coincidences were inevitable.

"This painting is also weird... There are more weird things on this mountain than I imagined."

Li Mo recalled that apart from the cat-faced old woman he met when he went up the mountain, the weirdness had not decreased but increased after he went up the mountain.

The Seven Disciples of Taixu, Alicia, the food on the table, the side rooms, the paintings and walls in the side rooms... including the entire Taixu Mountain with two faces.

There's endless weirdness everywhere.

Li Mo quickly calmed down, he couldn't stop thinking.

The food in the hall was from those who had reached the summit before, but where did the manta ray come from? I have no idea, but it can be inferred that the Seven Disciples of Taixu used the dead as food to entertain the newcomers.

"If you eat that food, you will be marked. You will probably be cooked on the table tonight. If you don't die tonight, you will probably die within three days. It will be the same fate. There is no escape."

If Li Mo could still see the two warriors tomorrow, it would mean that the Seven Disciples of Taixu knew how to play the long game and catch the big fish, hoping to lower their vigilance since they had not eaten any human bodies.

This situation shows that the Seven Disciples of Taixu possess a relatively complete degree of human consciousness. I am afraid that I have been exposed long ago, but I have not been attacked because the rules of assimilation or killing have not been triggered yet.

"This portrait is most likely of the last group of people who reached the summit. Because they leaned against the wall, stayed there for too long, and spent the night, they triggered the law of death and were killed, resulting in this portrait."