Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years - Chap 88
Ten months is a short and long time for ordinary people.
The short thing is that the thin clothes are replaced by thick jackets, and ten months have passed.During these ten months, every night seemed long and difficult because of the frequent haunts of demons and monsters.
On the day Wu Xingxue hid half of the sacred tree and left the endless sea, another place in the world broke out in a chaos of demons.
But Wu Xingxue didn’t know it at first.
He deliberately avoided towns where strangers gathered, and walked a deserted mountain road.It was the Fudo Mountain once controlled by Rige Sangfeng, and there were only remnants of some deserted villages at the foot of the mountain – dilapidated houses, stacked tombs and weeds taller than the houses.
He thought he would not encounter any living creatures, but unexpectedly he met an old man at the end of the weeds.
To say it is an old friend is not really appropriate, that is the person he and Xiao Fuxuan once rescued together, and there was only a double-sided relationship after all the calculations——
When we first met, it was a little girl with a bun, clutching her wound and standing blankly next to her parents’ corpses, her neck was almost bitten off by an evil monster roaming the wilderness.
He and Xiao Fuxuan happened to pass by, beheaded the evil monster that was chasing her, and helped her bury the body.When sending her back to the town, she clutched at the hem of his robe and cried for a long time in the empty house.
When leaving, Xiao Fuxuan left an exorcism lamp on the table that can deter evil spirits and monsters.
Later, more than ten years after the accidental encounter, the little girl had already grown up.She stopped them in front of the city gate where pedestrians came and went.Because her appearance had changed so much, they could only recognize her by the birthmark right now.
The girl thanked them for saving their lives, and then looked at their faces that hadn’t changed for more than ten years and said happily: “I knew it, you must be gods!”
She also said: “It would be great if I could meet you again in the future…”
It’s been decades now, but we really met again.It’s just that when we met again, the girl was already in her twilight years and became an old man.
An inadvertent, is a mortal life.
The girl who was so excited when she saw a fairy back then is now gray-haired and hunched over her shoulders, but the birthmark is still the same as before and can be vaguely recognized.
She could no longer kneel and stand up freely, and even when she bent down and stood up again, she had to support the tree trunk next to her.
In front of a few grave buns, she shook a basket of caskets made of rough yellow paper and set it on fire. The ashes of the paper were blown by the wind and swept Wu Xingxue all over.He suddenly remembered that it seemed that her parents were buried in this grave, and it was with the help of him and Xiao Fuxuan.
This is actually the mountain road they passed side by side decades ago, but now he is the only one coming.
When the old man poked his carpenter with a branch, he vaguely sensed someone.She grabbed a lamp hanging on a branch, lit it, and the lantern shone in Wu Xingxue’s direction.
The light was very dim and not dazzling, but when it came over, Wu Xingxue squinted his eyes and turned his head away—the light made the spirit in his body tremble, making him extremely uncomfortable.
He subconsciously felt that the fire was unusual and that the lamp was also fraudulent.
He moved his fingers hanging by his side and was about to make a move, but before he raised his hand, he caught a glimpse of the familiar runes and words on the side of the lantern.
The character is thin and powerful, and the bends are always as sharp as awns.
That word comes from…Xiao Fuxuan.
Wu Xingxue was stunned by the light for a moment, and finally realized that it was not a problematic light.It was the exorcist lamp they had left for the little girl.
Immortal magic and medicinal powder are melted in the wick, and runes are written on the lampstand and lampshade.It is also commonly used by immortals in the world. They light this lamp to drive away some evil spirits.
Wu Xingxue has seen this kind of lamp many times, and even made a few by himself. He once said to Xiao Fuxuan when he was writing and drawing runes on the lampshade: “This lamp looks warm and gentle, and it is not bright. I don’t know how to illuminate it.” What would it feel like to be on a demon.”
When he said this sentence at the beginning, he never thought that one day, he himself would be able to give an answer to the second half of the sentence——
The lamp looked gentle, and when it shone on the demon, it was like being stabbed in the eye and burning in the body.People can’t help but want to raise their hands to cover up, want to avoid hastily.
But Wu Xingxue neither raised his hand nor turned around.He just half-closed his eyes, looking at the words on the lampshade amidst the stabbing and burning pain.
He heard the girl who used to happily say “You are gods”, and asked softly in an old tone: “Are you… are you a human or a ghost? Why are you wandering around in this barren mountain?”
Wu Xingxue’s previous disguise to avoid people has long since disappeared, and her current appearance is the same as it was decades ago, but the old man did not respond at all.
The person who once recognized him and Xiao Fuxuan in the crowd is now full of strangers.
It’s true that they all forgot, and it’s true that no one remembers him anymore.
He looked at the vigilant look of the old man, looked at the lamp they had given her, and said quietly for a long time: “I just lost my way in the mountains.”
He didn’t answer the phrase “Is it a human or a ghost?” This question sounds really difficult to answer now.He paused, and said to the old man, “There is still a way to go, so don’t bother me any more.”
As he spoke, he raised his foot, avoiding the exorcism lamp in his eyes, and wanted to go south.
The evil spirit on his body would always become heavier at night, and when the cold wind blew, he would even feel hungry.
That is the nature of demons.
He didn’t want to show his demon nature in this place, because there used to be some old stories here, because behind him was the exorcism lamp made by Xiao Fuxuan.
But it is not the wish of the day.
When he was about to leave, there was a burst of winter thunder suddenly as thick clouds billowed in the sky.
At that time, Wu Xingxue didn’t know that in such a thunderous sky, especially at night, the inferior demons had another instinct called “pilgrimage”.
When they are in a daze, they will subconsciously approach the person with the strongest evil spirit nearby, just like a hundred insects startled.
So, after all, he failed to walk out of the mountain path quietly.
When that burst of thunder fell, the sky suddenly darkened, no different from that in the middle of the night.Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the wasteland at the foot of the mountain, which was originally silent.
The sound was like countless things rushing towards here at a very high speed.
It was only later that Wu Xingxue found out that it was a large or small demonic disaster in a town in the distance. The demons in the disaster could vaguely smell his quietly escaping breath under the sound of thunder, and couldn’t control their instincts, so they turned around Step into the mountains.
That was the first time Wu Xingxue experienced the “pilgrimage” of demons. Thousands of inferior demons rushed from all directions to the center…
He is the center.
He heard the old man screaming, and the lamp he was carrying was swinging from side to side, and the light that made the demon uncomfortable was always in his peripheral vision, making his eyes hot.
Exorcism lamps are very effective for a few or two evil spirits, but among thousands or hundreds of evil spirits, there are only a few.The black and black demon froze for a moment, then rushed straight over, as fast as the wind and like a shadow.
They didn’t hide the demonic aura on their bodies. When thousands of them rushed over, the aura was as thick as a swamp, enveloping Wuxingxue.
He broke off a branch.
When the familiar sword move was swept out, those demons couldn’t dodge in time, and were sliced open by the clear and cold sword intent.
That sword seemed to tear apart the heavy black curtain, the inferior demon screamed hysterically, and the sound echoed in the valley.They imitate human voices and make fake cries.
At first glance, it looked like innocent people were mixed among them, and their heads fell to the ground under the sword move.
One of the heads rolled to the front of the Wuxing snow boots, and thick black demonic energy flowed out from the broken wound.
At that moment, Wu Xingxue’s eyebrows jumped.
He stared fixedly at the face that resembled a living person, then turned his head subconsciously, and glanced at the old man and the lamp in her hand.
When he turned around again, he saw that the broken head had already shown its original shape, revealing the strange appearance of a low-grade demon.
He looked down for a moment, then suddenly dropped the branch in his hand and abandoned his sword move.
The next moment, the vigorous and icy cold air suddenly swept out from between his hands.Wherever the wind passed by, all the demons were covered with a layer of white frost.
They shuddered from the cold, howled again, and rushed towards Wuxingxue.Because they were not cut straight by the sword energy, they were able to get closer this time.
As soon as they opened their mouths, revealing their blood-stained teeth, they were held against their heads by a cold hand.The pale fingers flicked violently, and heart-piercing screams were squeezed out from the throat of the lowly demon.
Seeing them trembling all over, the overly protruding eyeballs gradually became a layer of death.Then, the frost spread from the top of their heads, covering their whole bodies in an instant.
Wu Xingxue threw away one and grabbed the next one.
After such an unknown period of time, he suddenly realized that no new demons had pounced on him.
At that time, he was still holding the throat of an evil spirit. The evil spirit was already dead, but his eyes were fixed on him.
Wu Xingxue frowned, and was about to let go of her hand when she suddenly felt something pouring into her veins along her fingers.The demon held by him was shriveling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into an empty skin in a short while.
At the same time, his faint hunger subsided a little…
His eyelids twitched, and he suddenly remembered what he had heard from somewhere.
It is rumored that most of the demons in the world feed on the living, and when they can’t find a living person, they will attack the same kind, and they will not spare their flesh and bones.
This is also the unchangeable instinct of the demon…
And just when he realized this, his demonic body had already reacted before him, and more dead objects that fell down began to emit demonic aura.
It was a chilling sight—
In the wilderness, thousands of demons were all killed in less than a moment. They were covered with hoarfrost, and at first glance, they looked like snow that suddenly fell, covering the prison.
And the evil energy from their bodies gushed out like flowing water, all rushing towards Wu Xingxue.
Wu Xingxue looked down at her pale and colorless fingers.
He watched the things that belonged to the demon rush into his body, watched his fingers gradually turn a little bloody because of those things, and watched the hands cast shadows in front of the boots.
He knew that there was Xiao Fuxuan’s exorcism lamp behind him, and the light of that lamp was shining on him…
And he can’t turn back.
At that moment, he suddenly felt that being forgotten was not bad.
He was completely forgotten, so no one would suddenly stop him when they saw him, with sad or doubtful eyes, and ask him: Why did he become like this.
