Chapter 308 Twelve Immortals-
The Realm Lord's Mansion collapsed!
Smoke and dust filled the air, destroying everything.
Just like the subsidence in Kirigakure Village, the entire mansion sunk into a deep pit, with thick black fog billowing inside, and a fishy stench that hit your nose. There seemed to be monsters covered with sticky scales swimming in it. Everywhere you looked, you could see Less than one living person.
This incident was so terrifying that apart from rescue, no one had any other emotion in their hearts - for example, Ye Wujiu, who was completely numb.
He led more than a hundred grudge-breakers to carefully search in the black mist. Although the black mist was not poisonous, it seemed to have some kind of disorienting ability. Although everyone formed a "linking formation" and moved forward, Still separated.
When Ye Wujiu realized it, he was already alone.
And in the darkness, something seemed to be waiting for him.
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Ye Wujiu subconsciously touched the wound on his arm, but was surprised to find that it had disappeared!
The wound that had been eroded by the necromancer's blood spell, and the strange rune that kept growing that made him restless and tormented every day, just disappeared out of thin air without any warning.
The skin on the arm was healthy and intact, with no evidence that a mark from hell had ever been there.
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wrong.
wrong!
Ye Wujiu broke into a cold sweat when he realized something - that was not his arm at all.
His "now" arms are obviously thicker than before. If you feel it carefully, not only the arms, but also this body has tendon meat. The shoulders are as wide as an adult wild bear and the back is as thick as an adult wild bear. This is not his body at all.
"Who, who's there?"
Someone suddenly spoke in the darkness not far away. The voice made Ye Wujiu subconsciously take a few steps back, hiding his breath and body into the darkness and becoming a part of it. But even so, the shock in his pupils could not be hidden.
He also recognized that voice turning into ashes.
It was his own voice.
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Therefore, it is he who speaks,
Then who is I standing in this sticky darkness at this moment?
The answer may not be hard to guess.
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"Ma Zhenchun, what do you want?"
Ye Wujiu asked with the sound of his heart.
"You keep asking me to kill you, you lie!"
"What you really want is the same as cuckoo! You want to give up your old body and borrow someone else's body to take on a new life. Am I right?"
"Ma Zhenchun, I know you are here, answer me!"
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"Childish."
Sure enough, the voice of the necromancer Ma Zhenchun appeared in Ye Wujiu's head. Although it was a whisper, it was very clear, as if he was standing beside him at this moment.
The sound was so close that Ye Wujiu had the illusion that Ma Zhenchun was the darkness itself, and that for himself in it, he felt that the creator had complete control over the things he created.
"Do you know the Twelve Immortals?"
Ma Zhenchun spoke, but he didn't seem to directly answer Ye Wu Jiu's question.
"Immortality, bathing, crown, official position, emperor's prosperity, decline, illness, death, tomb, death, fetus, nourishment, these are the twelve immortality, which is a complete cycle of energy from conception to death."
"This energy is the same as the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, mountains and rivers turning into seas, and stars emerging and dying. They are all a slice of the endless energy of this universe."
"When you have the opportunity to become a specific energy, the body and the flesh are just shackles."
"Of course, you don't understand what I'm telling you, and I didn't understand either. Speaking of which, I have to thank the demon who refined me into a necromancer, and gave me the privilege to come into contact with and experience higher-level energy. , even - become energy itself."
"So how can I value your mortal body?"
"Ye Wujiu, what I want is the same from beginning to end - kill me."
"Only by truly killing me can I escape from this shackles."
"You, kill me as soon as possible, don't let me down."
"Of course, if you can't do it, you will be corroded by my blood Gu and slowly become that devil's new plaything... Then your situation will only be worse than mine."
"Do you think that everything you are experiencing now is caused by me? Haha, Ye Wujiu, put away your self-righteousness and feel it carefully and carefully."
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The Necromancer's voice disappeared from his mind.
As his voice faded, Ye Wujiu also returned to his own body, no longer Ma Zhenchun's body.
There was no sound around him, but inside he was roaring like a drum.
Ye Wujiu realized a problem. The darkness in the surrounding areas and even the collapse of the Realm Lord's Mansion were all caused by him. He was the initiator.
The crack in the ground covered by the dark fog was a huge rune - it was the wound that "disappeared" from his arm.
In other words, he just broke into the nightmare caused by the strange wound on his arm.
And the moment he realized this, the black energy in Shino suddenly condensed into a whirlwind and began to penetrate into his arm! The black air contained countless strangely deformed faces, as well as screams and cries from the soul, making it seem like an endless hell.
Along with the sharp and indescribable pain, everything around him returned to its original appearance.
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"Are you awake?"
"Old Ye, you have been in a coma for two days, and your whole body is terribly hot. I thought I had to prepare your funeral."
Ding Heran spoke in a relaxed tone and took out a white flower tied with paper. It was delicate, but one could tell at a glance that it was "for funeral purposes only."
"Look at our craftsmanship, tsk tsk, Lao Ye, you are lucky to have me!"
Regardless of Ding Heran's bluffing, he was actually worried to death for the past two days and kept watch over Ye Wujiu all the time.
On the day of the accident, he went to ask Zhuang Yuheng to rescue him, but before he could speak, he knelt down and said that he would rather give his own life in exchange for Ye Wu Jiu, but now that he was awake, he was pretending to be a wolf.
"Boundary Lord's Mansion..."
Ye Wujiu had no intention of bickering with Ding Heran. He just wanted to be sure of one thing now, whether there was something wrong with the Landlord's Mansion - whether it was his nightmare or whether the collapse was real. However, Ding Heran misunderstood. He thought Ye Wujiu was asking about going to the Realm Lord's Mansion for a banquet.
"The banquet at the Landlord's Mansion is tomorrow night. If you're in a hurry, you can make it! You can't miss out on the fine food, wine and beautiful women."
Ye Wujiu realized in his heart that he was indeed imagining it.
But why did he "see" the Realm Lord's Mansion collapse?
Could it be that the Necromancer was hinting at something to him?
Ma Zhenchun wanted to get rid of him sincerely, and he would definitely not give random clues - could it be that the key to solving the problem is in the Realm Lord's Mansion.
What exactly is there?
Ye Wujiu carefully recalled everything in the nightmare, and suddenly realized something!
"I want to see the adults!"
He struggled to get up, but was stopped by Ding Heran,
"Lie down quietly! Take a deep breath before thinking about anything else."
Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Ding Heran hurriedly added, "My lord, they come to see you every day, and they are expected to come soon today. Grandpa, you have to take good care of yourself for such a big thing, and have a good rest!"
"Wujiu, you're awake!"
The two were pulling together when a clear female voice sounded, Song Weichen and Mo Tingfeng were here.
Song Weichen was very happy to see that he was awake. He scampered over to Ye Wujiu and touched his forehead, nodding with satisfaction.
"That's it, no more burning."
Zhuang Yuheng said that as long as Ye Wujiu wakes up within three days, nothing big will happen.
Ye Wujiu was obviously a little embarrassed when Song Weichen touched his forehead. Although he was grateful, he calmly moved back to keep the distance, and then gave the two of them a fist.
"I'm sorry, my lord, I have something urgent to report!"
He briefly and comprehensively told everyone about Nightmare's vision of the fall of the Realm Lord's Mansion, and highlighted a detail that he naturally ignored in the black mist -
When he and a group of grudge breakers walked in the black mist, they found nothing. They found Ruan Mianmian!
No, it should be said that it was not that they found Ruan Mianmian, but that she seemed to have been waiting for them there, and they naturally walked together after meeting.
Ruan Mianmian was trapped in a dry well next to the waterside pavilion in the back garden of the Realm Lord's Mansion.
After the fall, the dry well was exposed, and she walked out on her own.
Interestingly, perhaps because the nightmare is unreal, the dry well is connected to the ancient well in Cinnabar Town where "Huo Zhezi" received the mission, to a mid-mountain cave in a land of ice and snow, and to a dense forest with many wisterias. The woods were similar to each other, but the last two places were very unfamiliar to Ye Wu Jiu, and for a while they did not match their real locations.
"My subordinates boldly speculate that this was a reminder from Ma Zhenchun. He wanted me to kill him, so he deliberately left me clues."
"But...it doesn't rule out that it's a trap."
"I dare not make any rash judgments on this matter, and I would like to ask for your judgment."
Mo Tingfeng was thoughtful after listening.
It is true that the previous traces traced through the blood handkerchief showed that Ruan Mianmian was in the Realm Lord's Mansion. Whether it was a trap or not, we should take this opportunity to go to the Realm Lord's Mansion for a banquet to find out.
But why does Ye Wujiu's nightmare image point to the Realm Lord's Mansion?
It’s true that he and the Necromancer were connected because of the blood curse poison. Could it be that... someone in the Realm Lord’s Mansion was really involved in this matter?
But being able to take away a dying Grade-A warlock without anyone noticing, and refine it into an undead killing weapon in the Corpse Formation. With such power, ability and magic power, even in the Realm Lord's Mansion, I am afraid that only There is one person who can do this.
Mo Tingfeng didn't dare to guess anymore.
Leave everything to the facts.
If there is such a dry well next to the waterside pavilion, you can find out if you find it.
If something can be discovered by then, it won't be too late to figure it out after we get the evidence.
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"At the banquet tomorrow night, everyone should adapt to changes and be careful."
He held Song Weichen's hand, his heart and eyes full of concern.
"Especially you. You will attend the banquet tomorrow as both a violinist and a white robe, so you must be even more cautious. Safety is the most important thing. Remember not to leave my sight."
When Song Weichen heard this, his expression instantly changed into the same expression bag as "Stand up like a kitten and make a face".
"For others, all roads lead to Rome, but for me, all roads lead to cows and horses."
"Mr. Mo, tomorrow is the weekend, and I have to cosplay and work two jobs at the same time. We have agreed that according to the labor law, you have to give me at least three times my salary."
She deliberately teased him, wanting to ease his worries and her own nervousness.
The last time she met the realm master, she was forced to kneel down, which almost cost her her life. This time, coupled with the fact that Ruan Mianmian was missing, she had to spy on her, which made her feel even more tragic that she was going to the Hongmen Banquet.
But she didn't want to worry Mo Tingfeng, so she had to play abstractly and round up to reduce the burden on her nervous mood.
And Mo Tingfeng knew that she wanted to make him lenient, so he didn't mention it anymore, but secretly vowed to protect Song Weichen. Even if the realm master's mansion really collapsed tomorrow, he couldn't let her get hurt at all.
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In the blink of an eye, it was the evening of the next day.
Song Weichen put on Sang Pu's attire and put on a white robe. Because the robe had blindness restrictions, it was smooth for her to switch between the white-robed venerable and the piano master Sang Pu. Just pay attention. Don't let unsuspecting people see you and you're done.
After everything was prepared, a few people took the soul boat and headed towards the Realm Lord's Mansion.
After all, it is a "royal wealthy family". The rules and pomp of the Realm Lord's Mansion are different from other noble mansions she has been to. As soon as she entered the main fiefdom, she didn't even see the shadow of the gate and asked to download the tools and walk.
Leading to the gate of the Realm Lord's Mansion is a wide tree-lined avenue, without any extravagance. The occasional lanterns for night lighting are made of ordinary antiseptic wood, but they have a somewhat reclusive atmosphere in the mountains.
Song Weichen came here for the first time. He was full of curiosity and couldn't hide it. He was looking around when he caught a glimpse of an extremely extravagant flying chariot overhead. He regarded the rules as nothing and speeded towards the gate of the Realm Lord's Mansion.
"Who is this prodigal son, so cruel?"
Song Weichen was full of teasing, but suddenly, the mocking smile froze on his face.
She should have recognized that flying chariot. The flying chariot's curtain flag had a big word "Cang" embroidered on it. How could she forget it?
It was the vehicle of Cang Yue Mansion. Song Weichen had seen it before when she lived in the mansion, but at that time, Gu Cang Yue personally carried her and flew around, so she had never sat on it.
Song Weichen's heart skipped a beat immediately.
Could it be...