Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

This is a strange and unchangeable original characteristic: it strictly follows its own laws, which is the same as the original characteristic of immortality.

This means that both he and Changle have problems and there is a certain connection.

"Your name is Changle?"

Li Mo asked again, his face grim.

Changle remained polite and answered in a refined manner, "Yes, I am Changle. Brother Mingyue, have you remembered? Or have you been blinded by the demons of the Taixu Tongtian Road and forgotten my existence?"

Li Mo neither shook his head nor nodded.

There is neither denial nor affirmation.

Li Mo slowly approached Changle, narrowed his eyes and looked at her carefully.

Li Mo's actions alerted the black-clad guards, who quickly stood between Changle and Li Mo. It seemed that if Li Mo made any rash moves, he would be chopped in half by the half-exposed sword on the black-clad guards' waists.

"Very good. I hope I won't forget this name for the time being, even though... you are hiding something very important from me. I will remember you, Changle."

"Brother Mingyue, you are joking. How dare Changle lie to me at this critical moment? I came here only to meet the immortal, and I have no other intentions."

Changle spoke very sincerely, and his body language, micro-expressions, and tone of voice all indirectly proved that he was not lying.

This made Li Mo even more confused, it didn't seem like a disguise.

The purpose was correct, so what exactly was the difference between him and the people present? There had to be a difference for this result to occur.

Changle practiced Qi like the people of this era. He had been following the crowd since he went up the mountain and had not done anything out of the ordinary.

Li Mo concluded that there must be some difference, but he just hadn't noticed it yet.

"From my intuitive experience, I don't see any signs of lying on your face, but I will remain wary of you."

Facing Li Mo's distant words, Changle did not seem to be that uncomfortable, and said naturally:

"That's as it should be. After all, we just met by chance, and we can't completely expose our backs to each other. Brother Mingyue should be on guard, and so should we."

"But we all want to go up the mountain. At least on this point, Brother Mingyue and Changle are on the same path."

Li Mo nodded, turned around and walked upwards, very slowly, not as urgently as before.

"Let's go. We'll take a break and adjust in half an hour."

"Are you going to leave in the pitch black? What if you run into something filthy..."

"You'll encounter dirty things if you stay here."

Li Mo huddled in the shadows, trying his best to avoid being exposed to the moonlight. Even if there was occasional contact, Li Mo would quickly hide back in the shadows.

Moonlight is not the only condition for Guiqi to descend, other factors are also needed.

Guiqi is incomplete when it comes only by moonlight.

But now the intelligence is unclear and the situation is already very chaotic. If another Guiqi appears, Li Mo will not have the energy to deal with it.

Now that the moonlight was high in the sky, he had no choice but to move to the other side of Taixu Mountain to avoid large-scale contact with the moonlight.

"Okay, I believe Brother Mingyue."

Changle was the first to stand in line. The four black-clad guards behind him did not say a word and followed Changle silently.

The remaining two warriors looked at each other. They had no better choice. At least they had not been in trouble yet. They could only bite the bullet and follow Li Mo to the end.

Everyone rustled up the stairs. In the dark night, no one noticed that strings of words appeared on the steps under Li Mo's feet.

"Touch me, kiss me, hold me..."

"No need for pity, no need for gentleness."

"It's okay."

"All the present will leave, all the past will be forgotten, and you and I will eventually turn into a handful of meaningless loess."

"Spreading above the sky, falling into the sea."

"So now, please just look at me..."

"You... took your eyes off me again?"

"Forget her, forget them... Come to me and never leave."

"Go back fifty thousand years, it's just the two of us, starting from scratch."

After a while, the moonlight climbed up the steps like a python, which were damaged by thousands of years of sun and moon. The beautiful words seemed to be cut by a knife, oozing bright red blood.

It formed an endless stream of blood, flowing down the mountain.

The moonlight is like an eraser, erasing the words on the steps in the most primitive way.

Half an hour later, Li Mo and others came to the other side of the moonlight, and it was pitch black all around.

Someone took out a tinderbox to light the way but was stopped by Li Mo.

"Brother Mingyue, what do you mean? Why are you stopping me from lighting the tinderbox?"

Faced with the question, Li Mo did not answer directly, but asked: "Did you also light this thing when you stayed overnight before?"

"That's natural. Fire drives away evil spirits and mosquitoes, allowing us to detect danger in time."

"..."

Li Mo finally understood how the ghost shroud came about. When they were spending the night at the foot of the mountain, they lit a tinder, and the ghost wrapped in the ghost shroud was attracted over and blended into the crowd.

It's just that they act low-key and don't trigger the killing pattern, so they can travel peacefully with ghosts.

"Blow it out, I will remind you when danger comes. In a completely dark place, the light source not only illuminates the environment, but also us." Li Mo said slowly.

The warrior was quite obedient and quickly blew out the fire.

However, Changle was very concerned about Li Mo's way of handling these things. Li Mo's judgment was completely different from that of everyone else.

Chapter 4 The Fourth Meow

Changle stepped forward and asked tentatively, "Brother Mingyue, could you explain it a little more clearly?"

Due to the angle, the moonlight could not reach the corner, and only the dim natural light illuminated everyone's blurry faces.

Li Mo frowned and stared at the other person for a long time, searching for this face in his memory.

However, there was no impression at all, and this tightly wrapped man seemed to appear out of thin air.

So Li Mo took a few steps back, put his hand on the weapon at his waist, and asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

"..."

Suddenly, there was complete silence all around, and everyone looked at Li Mo even more strangely.

Is there something wrong with Changle or Mingyue?

Or is there something wrong with both of them?

Seeing that everyone was motionless and looked uncomfortable, Li Mo realized that there might be something wrong with his memory.

The black-clad guard revealed his blade again and glared at Li Mo unkindly.

Fortunately, Changle was of a gentle disposition. He signaled the black-clad guards to withdraw, and he walked up to Li Mo and patiently explained, "Brother Mingyue, you can just call me Changle. You already forgot about me half an hour ago. Perhaps it was a demonic evil spirit that caused you to lose your memory of me again."

"Brother Mingyue, do you really not remember Changle at all?"

Li Mo pondered for a moment and summoned more attentively, but still could not find any memories related to Changle.

Logically speaking, if one has forgotten something once, then there must be a memory of the process of thinking about why he forgot it, but Li Mo couldn't find it.

Either everyone is deceiving themselves, or they have completely forgotten.

As for the former, Li Mo couldn't figure out why they had conspired to deceive him, and as for the latter, he couldn't find a reason why he had forgotten Changle.

Li Mo simply stopped thinking about anything related to Changle. Since he would forget everything, there was no need to remember it.

"I can use my Qi to carve words on the clothes. This way, next time Brother Mingyue forgets, he will have evidence to prove that what we said is true." The warrior suggested.

Li Mo had originally planned to do this. This is indeed a good way to treat the disease. Since subjective memory can be tampered with, objective facts cannot be corrected, right?

"can."

Li Mo stretched out his left hand and motioned for the other party to carve it on his sleeve.

"Then what should I engrave? Brother Mingyue, do you have anything that I can believe at first sight?"

"It's very simple. Just carve Mei, Mo, and forget twice, and the target is Changle. That's it."

"Mei?"

The warrior was very confused about what this "plum" was.

Li Mo pulled down a branch and wrote the letters of Mei on the ground. "Just write it as it is."

"it is good."

The warrior used his true Qi, transforming it into a sharp Qi knife, and recorded the above content on the sleeve of Li Mo's left hand.

After doing this, Li Mo turned his sleeves inside out.

If it was only the last sentence, he would still have some doubts, but with Mei's name added, Li Mo could be 100% sure that this was what he said to himself personally.

No matter what the situation is, whenever there is a conflict in memory, Li Mo will be more inclined to leave clues with Mei's name.

"street?"

Changle wrote down this word, perhaps Mingyue’s real name contained this word.

"Shall we take a break next?"

"Well, anywhere is up to you. I recommend resting in a tree, but where you want to sleep is up to your personal preference. It's getting late, so it's not suitable to go up the mountain. Let's stop here for today."

"Is that so? Actually, we can still make progress. When our team was more than 20 people, we would light a tinderbox at night to make progress."

"...If nothing unexpected happens, I think most of the so-called demons you encounter happen at night. And they don't block the way, but attack suddenly. Even if there are signs, they won't last long. People will die soon, and then they will temporarily leave after the deaths."

"Hey? Brother Mingyue, how did you know?"

"I don't want to explain. It's a miracle that you're still alive. It's much more dangerous at night than during the day. If it weren't for that weird cat cry, I would stop and rest as soon as the sun sets."

"Take advantage of this opportunity to rest. We'll go up the mountain tomorrow morning when the sun rises."

Li Mo leaped up and lay on a tree about five or six meters high.

Unexpectedly, Changle's team was quite lucky. The strange killing patterns they encountered were all single-target.

If we had encountered a rule that ignored numbers and triggered instant death, we would probably have been wiped out by now.

Seeing this, everyone jumped onto the tree.

Rest is necessary. Once your mental state is not good, it is easy for evil spirits to invade your sea of consciousness, causing you to lose your true self and endanger your teammates.

Although Changle had a jade pendant to protect himself, he still believed that it is better to be safe than sorry, so he did not take it lightly.

Li Mo did this purely to ensure his mind was sharp, so he would still feel tired after dying once.

We will reach the top of the mountain tomorrow, find Hua and leave.

As long as the source of the mystery doesn't spread, he doesn't need to try too hard.

But if there is a tendency for the disease to spread, then I will have to stay and deal with it before returning to the original world.

but……

Even with Yu Duchen and Shen Yin protecting him, Hua still couldn't escape after spending such a long time...

Is she really still alive?

Li Mo recalled the note Mei had given him, "Remember this from now on. Hua may no longer be Hua."

This time the weirdness is probably not a physical law, and to a certain extent it can threaten myself who has restarted.

The thought of committing suicide twice first came to mind, but was quickly dismissed.

He can now die up to four times, but if he uses his strange powers too much in that state, he will lose himself at some point and will never be able to recover.

After dying three times, his combat power soars and he is almost impossible to be killed by physical rules.

But doing so would mean losing two opportunities for trial and error. Dying twice could allow Li Mo to obtain a lot of information.

This is a complete contradiction.

It is safer after death, but you lose the opportunity to try and make mistakes.