Chapter 103 Dilemma (two in one)
It’s Guo Jianming’s voice!
The doubts in Li Wuxiang's heart were suddenly dispelled: "I am not fake, I am Li Wuxiang. Didn't you ask me to save you?"
After a long time, Li Wuxiang heard Guo Jianming say: "Oh, yes, I asked you to come. Come to me, come to me, quickly!"
He shut his mouth immediately. Is it true that Guo Jianming can't say "right" - is it the evil ghost Cheng Peixin talks about?
After a while, another voice said: "Ignore him, don't talk! Come to me, to the left, hold my hand!"
This sounds like something Lao Guo would say, but when Lao Guo said these words, he probably wouldn't have such a vicious smile.
Li Wuxiang still ignored it, and the thing stopped talking. But the next moment, a hand touched the back of his hand: "Hurry! It's too late!"
Li Wuxiang still didn't move, even though the hand kept touching him, and something slowly crawled on his back and head. They should want to ask themselves to take the initiative to reach out and touch - there seems to be an essential difference between being touched and actively touching.
If you were an ordinary person, you might not be able to bear to open them. But for Li Wuxiang, this was nothing compared to the feeling when the tentacles in his body were squirming, so he just stood quietly. After about two quarters of an hour, the sound and touch slowly disappeared. , a vicious and unwilling scolding passed through his ears, and finally became completely silent.
So Li Wuxiang said: "Lao Guo, I will take you out at midnight."
"Why wait until midnight?"
"Ignore him!"
Li Wuxiang immediately closed his mouth that he was about to open.
"Sect Master, I know. I have always been...sect Master's great kindness and kindness all my life... Sect Master, you should ignore anyone who asks you to reply to them, I know!"
I really don't know how Guo Jianming persisted here for so many days. This man's character must be much better than he originally thought.
So Li Wuxiang stopped talking and tried breathing and breathing in complete darkness. The spiritual energy here is actually quite sufficient, but quite chaotic, but it is better than that in Ranshan Fantasy Land. But there was also heavy resentment and yin energy in these spiritual energy. He only absorbed a little bit, and immediately felt that the energy in his body was rushing left and right, which was very similar to what Zeng Jianqiu said was a sign of obsession, so he quickly stopped.
The wild gods and spirits in Lingshan seem to like the power of incense and incense. I wonder if it is related to this - they cannot breathe in and practice like outside, so they must use external forces. But not even something as powerful as an external evil? Or is there another reason?
Thinking of this, he suddenly had a conjecture in his mind - as he thought, "There seems to be an essential difference between touching and being touched"... Is it okay to take the initiative to touch this kind of thing? Can it be regarded as a kind of willingness? But it's an extremely weak one.
If the things in Lingshan desire the power of will to this extent, then the environment there will be so bad that it is unimaginable!
He was just thinking and waiting. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly saw a hazy light appear on the left side, like a person seeing a little light on the surface of the water in extremely deep water. He had been counting his breaths. It seemed to be midnight at this time. He said loudly: "Cheng Guanzhu?"
After a while, a faint voice came from outside. It sounded like Cheng Shengfei's, but it seemed to be far away from the bronze mirror.
Li Wuxiang didn't know if they were late and were about to rush over. But he really didn't want to stay in this place for a moment longer, so he immediately followed what Cheng Peixin said, pointing the bronze mirror at the light with one hand, calling out the flying sword, and shattered the mirror with a clang.
Nothing happened, he was still in such darkness!
What happened outside? Li Wuxiang took a slow breath, but the smell of blood immediately rushed into his body, and he quickly stopped pretending to be human. Or...
"Sect Master, now that we can talk to the outside world, when will we go out?" Guo Jianming's voice sounded weak, "Ah, you don't need to reply to me, I will just wait! Oh... It's really me, you can see me ? Oh, you can see me."
So Li Wuxiang saw a figure in the hazy light. It's like someone's reflection in the water, their face is very blurry, swaying far and near, maybe you can see the general appearance.
If this person is really Lao Guo, he is very different from the last time he saw him. He originally looked like he was in his thirties, with a dull complexion. But now his face is of different shades of color, and there should be large areas of blood stained on it. I don't know if it was eroded by the yin energy and resentment here, or it was caused by scratching when I couldn't bear it.
Does a nod count as a response? Li Wuxiang did not try, but said: "If you can bear it a little longer, just wait a little longer. There may be some trouble."
Cheng Peixin's method of breaking the spell didn't work, and when the hazy light disappeared, Cheng Shengfei's distant whisper could only be heard - two thoughts came to Li Wuxiang's mind, but both of them Not the good kind.
He counted his breaths like this for another day and night, ignoring any voice that spoke to him.
Finally, the hazy light appeared again. But this time it was not the green light like last time, but a dim red light. He did not speak to the outside world anymore, but listened carefully - there was no human voice, replaced by a crackling sound, very subtle and irregular, as if many children were randomly setting off firecrackers one by one. Son.
Li Wuxiang remained silent until nearly a quarter of an hour later, the light, shadow and sound completely disappeared again.
"Lao Guo, just wait." Li Wuxiang whispered, "I still have to figure something out."
The third time the light appeared, it was the same as the second time. It was dim red, and there were still subtle, irregular crackling sounds.
But there's one difference - it gets hot in here.
In fact, Li Wuxiang felt it yesterday, and thought it was due to his anxiety. But today, the feeling of heat was more obvious, reminding him of the summer in his previous life.
In the past two days, Guo Jianming didn't speak much. He was only occasionally driven crazy by certain sounds and shouted a few words. But the voice was weak, and it was obvious that it was reaching its limit. But today, when Li Wuxiang asked him again, he had no response.
Maybe he died, but Li Wuxiang was not sure that death here was different from death outside. Logically speaking, his body is not very sensitive to changes in temperature. Most of it depends on the moisture in the skin. But now he himself feels unbearably hot. It seems that it is unbearable for a living person like Guo Jianming.
By the fourth time the light appeared, it was almost scorching inside. Li Wuxiang could almost feel that his skin was rapidly dehydrating and becoming dry.
So he opened his mouth and asked loudly——
"Cheng Guanzhu!"
"When did you invite Puppet Zhao?"
No response.
But Li Wuxiang already understood that he had made a very serious mistake. No, it can't be considered a serious mistake, but a serious consequence caused by a small negligence. And this oversight is precisely because of my unique origins and past.
Zeng Jianqiu told him that if you get out of the golden water, don't trust the practitioners in the world. In the past few days, Li Wuxiang has thought of a sentence from his previous life - What is Jianghu? Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.
It's a pity that he himself regarded this definition of people as "casual cultivators", and unconsciously excluded people from the thirty-six sects. Or maybe it was because of Cheng Shengfei. This girl's temperament was very similar to Zeng Jianqiu's. Her exuberant vitality and rare heart made Cheng Peixin look overshadowed - so he relaxed his vigilance towards the watcher.
If the bronze mirror was in the hands of others, he would never trust himself to go into the mirror to save Guo Jianming.
But four days ago, it seemed that all reasons were urging me to take the initiative to agree to this——
Zhao Puppet and Waixie are in Lingshan, and he would like to explore Lingshan.
Compared to people in this world, although I was considered a little indifferent and cold-hearted in my previous life, by the standards of this life I was actually very emotional, so I would not let Guo Jianming be reflected in the mirror as a matter of course.
She doesn't know much about magic such as cultivation in this world. If Cheng Peixin has been quite trustworthy these days, there won't be much doubt when she tells how to get in and out of the bronze mirror, even if she is making it up.
The first two points are the most critical. They are simply bait tailor-made for you. The only people in the world who know these two points are Xue Baoping, Zeng Jianqiu, and Zhao Puppet.
And... recently, after experiencing a series of fierce fights, he once thought about how others would deal with him.
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My current level of cultivation is not very high, but it is actually very troublesome to ask for death.
The methods that can kill ordinary practitioners will only injure themselves. Even if you are trapped by some powerful spell, you can still escape into the illusion of Ranshan. If he wants to completely eliminate it, the most convenient way he can think of is to burn it - find a place where he can't escape into the illusion, burn the skin first, leaving only the golden entanglement, and then it will be easy to deal with .
And he has tried it in the past two days - here, he can neither enter the illusion of Ranshan nor the remaining bricks, let alone face the opponent. The only one who knows the secret of Ranshan Illusion and Canzhuan is Zhao Puppet.
As for now, he guessed that the dim red light he had seen for three consecutive days was the light of the fire, and those crackling sounds were the sounds of the flames burning.
One thing is certain: this fire will not cause the temperature here to become extremely high in the end, but will slowly dry itself out to preserve the shredded paper inside the body that contains the illusion of Ranshan.
Li Wuxiang sighed. Was it when Cheng Peixin invited Zhao Puppet on the first night? After all, many spirits possessed her at that time.
But something is wrong. Now Zhao Puppet is a fake Stove God, and Cheng Peixin has not worshiped the Stove God...etc. Zhao Pup once begged himself to include him in the memorial tablet of his ancestor in Ranshan. It seemed that he could be enshrined in his tablet and he could be invited to do so.
There must be some other reason that made Cheng Peixin know that Zhao Puppet was dead, and for another reason, she gave him an offering.
Li Wuxiang felt that at this time, he responded to the sentence: After hunting geese for a lifetime, he was blinded by the geese. After coming to this world, I had always been the only one who used information to deceive others, but now I was deceived. I was deceived twice by the same method - the last time it was Zhao Xi, this time it was Cheng Peixin.
Is this considered meeting an opponent and meeting a good talent? But now, he has no sympathy at all - Zhao Puppet is a big scourge, he must be eradicated, immediately, immediately, the sooner the better!
He planned to call out the evil spirits. In the current situation, no matter how the external evil looked at it, it was impossible to guarantee that he would die in a cocoon. He felt that there should be some other way to get out of trouble - otherwise, would a land swordsman be tricked into being roasted to death like this? ?
But just when he was about to open his mouth, the voice came again - "Please beg me, hurry up, please beg me, please beg me, and I will help you!"
After the first day, the evil spirits no longer pretended to be Guo Jianming, but completely revealed their true colors and coaxed him to deal with him.
Some threatened viciously, some plaintively told how pitiful they were, and some, like this voice, simply told themselves to "beg for it" - this should be how they can gain more will power.
Before, this voice was mixed with many other voices. Li Wuxiang could hear it, but he didn't care. He just thought it was a ghost talking nonsense.
But now he heard this voice again and was suddenly startled——
"I'll help you"?
From the first day he entered the mirror, he never mentioned that he was in trouble, but said that he was here to save Guo Jianming. Because the mirror was broken the next day and I couldn't go out, I just said that I still had to think about some things.
"I'll help you", where did this come from?
Since he had already planned to ask Waixie for help, Li Wuxiang decided to start taking risks. He immediately answered the voice: "Who are you? And how can you help me?"
The voices that were still whispering around him immediately stopped, and then he felt that many things that had been surrounding him these days were quickly moving away, as if the moment he answered the voice, he suddenly lost interest in himself.
Then he felt his body sink slightly, as if something had climbed onto his back - Li Wuxiang immediately placed the flying sword around him and circled it, and at the same time he immediately touched his back, but he didn't touch anything.
But he felt the weight, very light, as if there was an extremely tight piece of clothing wrapped around his back. It fit tightly, entangled his limbs, pressed against his neck and the back of his head, and couldn't shake it off.
According to this feeling... the thing on the back should be a human figure.
Then, he also experienced a sticky and slightly rough touch on his back, like... skinned flesh and blood, mixed with a lot of sand and gravel.
Li Wuxiang withdrew his flying sword and slowly straightened his body.
He stood silent for a moment, sighed, and laughed again.
"Are we people in Ranshan so difficult to die? Now, should I call you Master, or should you call me Sect Master?"
I suddenly felt that in his previous life, Li Wuxiang might have been the kind of young man who yearned for a petty bourgeoisie life after work. Because I found that he likes to say things like "I am currently stationed in Deyang" and "I am currently stationed in Feiyun Temple". Is this "station" equivalent to the popular phrase "I am currently based in Feiyunguan" in the past two years? "Shanghai".
(End of chapter)