Chapter 410 Secret Code
The bloody rainstorm showed no sign of stopping and continued to fall.
Bai Yanliang knew that this rain was probably Bai Yanren's handiwork, and to be able to do this, I'm afraid... he was no longer a simple human being at this moment.
But he also told Xun Weimo that he was still alive at this moment.
"Cross this street and go all the way to the river, where Feng Yiru is."
Bai Yanliang held an umbrella and followed Bai Yanren quietly.
Bloody red raindrops hung in every corner within sight, and faint wails floated in the wind and rain, dyeing Yecheng into the color of hell.
"I heard that Feng Yiru is your wife...brother."
Bai Yanliang suddenly spoke.
"Yes."
Bai Yanren did not deny it.
"When did you get married?"
In Bai Yanliang's memory, his brother never mentioned that he had a wife.
This time, Bai Yanren didn't speak.
The two of them held umbrellas and walked all the way to the river. This place was reserved by Bai Yanliang.
Of course Feng Xiuxue is here.
Of course, Bai Yanliang didn't tell her that Bai Yanren was also there at the moment.
When the three of them saw each other across the street, Feng Xiuxue's eyes were full of disbelief.
But soon, her expression completely changed, as if she suddenly became another person.
That look was... Feng Yiru.
She glanced at the sky and did not dare to step into the blood rain. She could only wait quietly for Bai Yanliang and Bai Yanren to come over.
Bai Yanren's eyes seemed to soften a bit, and his steps became faster.
When he arrived in front of Feng Yiru, he was silent for a while, but Feng Yiru spoke first.
"Secret code."
These two words seem to suddenly bring time back to ten years ago...
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It was also a rainy day.
However, it is not a bloody storm, but a gentle breeze.
Feng Yiru leaned on Bai Yanren's shoulder and asked: "Do you have to go?"
Bai Yanren nodded slightly: "There is no other way."
"Fog Collection is not a game, and there is no clearance. The door I saw at the end is just a passage for the next reincarnation that opens again. It will not stop until the right person is picked out, until... the real The appearance of that person.”
There was some confusion and confusion in Bai Yanren's voice.
It's almost like there is some kind of destiny that already exists. If that person is in his group, he should have appeared long ago.
However, the fact is that I and others have cleared Wuji more than once. Every time they clear the level, they have one more key in their hands. As of today, they already have eight keys.
But the "right person" still didn't show up.
In a situation like this, even the most impossible answer can only be this.
That is - although the strength of the spiritual world of their group is the most outstanding, the person Wuji is looking for is not among them.
Every time he thinks of this, Bai Yan feels ironic, then what is the meaning of our many lives and deaths?
"Likewise, I'm going to tell a lie and use those eight keys."
Bai Yanren turned his head and looked into Feng Yiru's eyes: "I need you to help me."
"Okay." Feng Yiru nodded.
"Don't you ask what it is first?" Bai Yanren was stunned.
Feng Yiru shook his head. Her eyes had been falling on Bai Yanren's face since he spoke, as if once she looked at him, she would miss him.
"I believe you."
Bai Yanren smiled broadly.
At this time, Feng Yiru said again: "I only have one question."
"Say." Bai Yanren looked at her.
"Can you come back?" Feng Yiru looked at him steadily, and the wind and rain seemed to have stopped at this moment.
Bai Yanren was silent.
"Maybe," a daze flashed in his eyes, "Even if he comes back, I don't know if the person who comes back is still me."
"It doesn't matter, as long as I can come back." Feng Yiru breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that Bai Yan almost never lied to others.
Bai Yanren laughed, he saw Feng Yiru's eyes.
Yes, he almost never lies. To him, a lie is a lie, whether good or evil.
But... once he decides to lie, he will tell a big lie.
For example, eight keys were used to create the legend of the Nine Hells.
Another example...tell Feng Yiru that he can come back.
"However, even if we can come back, it will probably be ten years later. You have to wait."
Bai Yanren said with a smile.
Feng Yiru seemed to have thought of something at this time. She sat up straight and took out a key from Bai Yanren's pocket.
"Whatever you want to do, I'm going to keep it."
"Whether it's ten years or twenty years, as long as I'm alive, I will wait until you show up."
Feng Yiru looked at his evasive eyes and said word by word: "If you want to get the key back, come to me when you come back and...answer my password."
"Secret code?" Bai Yanren was startled.
"Yes, didn't you just say that even if you come back, you don't know whether the person who comes back is still you?"
"When you come back and see me, tell me... [I'm back.]"
"I'm back..." Bai Yanren repeated her words.
"Well! Just these four words, very simple, right?"
Bai Yanren smiled helplessly, it was indeed very simple.
It's so simple that if you are really "tainted" and have your mind changed, you can easily recall the code and get the key.
However, she would not help him complete this scam if he did not agree to her words.
Only by allowing the elderly to participate in "other fog gatherings" can a new group of people enter the fog gathering.
As for "other fog collections", of course they are... fake.
Dr. Zhou Tian is an extremely smart man, and this last attempt can only be completed with his help.
After all, whether it is in the fog set or in the human world, a new space has been opened up and blocked for ten years.
Or open up a new "fog set", this is not something that human power can do.
However, Dr. Zhou Tian can do it. His understanding of narrowness and gaps, and... the strange power he possesses, are enough for him to accomplish all this.
Bai Yanren recalled what Dr. Zhou Tian said. He was willing to make this last attempt, which could be called self-sacrifice, because of Dr. Zhou Tian's last words.
"I want to... atone for my sins."
"Okay, I remember!"
Bai Yanren retracted his thoughts, looked at the woman in front of him, and hugged her into his arms again.
"Likewise, I need you... to help me guide someone in the next new fog."
"Who?" Feng Yiru asked.
"My brother." Bai Yanren said softly.
"But... isn't Yanliang already..." Feng Yiru was a little surprised. After all, from the fragments Bai Yanren had mentioned, she already knew the fact that his brother was seriously ill.
"It doesn't matter." Bai Yanren smiled cheerfully, "He will get better."
"I'll be fine too!"
He patted his biceps: "Wait, ten years later, I will definitely say these four words [I'm back] in front of you!"
Feng Yiru said nothing and just nodded.
Heavy rain poured down.
(End of chapter)