Ancient Sword II: The Tracking of the Fierce Mountain

Chapter 140: Buried

When his companion's blood splashed on his face, the sticky touch that gradually became cold made him feel sick.

Such an ugly self is really disgusting.

Did that guy think the same way?Putting on someone else's skin, killing a friend who used to be of the same clan.

They were damned.

It is more correct to say that they should not be "lived" again.

It's a pity that his mind is gradually clearing up, but his body's instinct is still to kill—until he replaces all his companions, he is not considered "alive".

Killing each other for the so-called "living", he suddenly felt a little nauseous.

Why not be dead in the first place?

How ridiculous that he couldn't even commit suicide before killing all the other "Xia Yi Ze".

"You!" The face of the man on the opposite side was hideous and distorted. He had the same face as his own, and he was pierced through the throat by his sword with unwillingness.

He wiped the blood off his face expressionlessly. This person probably wants to live, but it's a pity.

There are three more people, he thought, if he kills three more, he will have the so-called "Xia Yi Ze" identity and all his memories.

But what is the use of these things?Do you really want him to kill the deity?

That Le Wuyi is Xia Yize's lover, not his.

With a soft "click", someone broke a branch. "Xia Yize" turned around vigilantly, thinking it was the next intruder, but unexpectedly it was a "Le Wuyi" with dull eyes.

The man was standing by the tree, looking at him blankly, and then, he showed a smile.

He has the appearance of "Le Wuyi", but with just one glance, he knows his identity.

After all, they used to be so familiar, familiar to the degree of unforgettable.

It's him?

It's him!

Tears fell inadvertently, and at that moment "Xia Yi" discovered that this rebirth was not torture, but a gift.

He smiled and stretched out his hand towards "Le Wuyi" with a soft face.

"Come on, come to me," he said.

This time, let's live together and die together...

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Le Wuyi was still anxious over there. He just wanted to say, "It's better to rush in." The next moment, he was pulled away from the place by Xia Yize—the surface of the wooden door panel rippled like water waves. A hand covered in blood was protruding from the door.

Are there any monsters fleeing?

This is everyone's first thought.

"No, this is..." The moment he saw the hand clearly, Xie Yi stopped Shen Ye who was about to step forward, "A Ye, it's him!"

Shen Ye was taken aback for a moment, and after seeing the hand clearly, he was also surprised.

Is he still alive?

The owner of that hand finally came out from behind the door, covered in blood, his face was pale, but his expression was very calm: "As expected of you, Senior Xie."

Not at all uncomfortable, even facing the wide-eyed Le Wuyi, "Xia Yize" smiled and said, "Hello."

"You..." Xia Yi was rarely stunned.

This is a very strange feeling. When someone with the same face and the same memory stands in front of him, no one can take it lightly.

"Xia Yize" didn't want to talk too much, just smiled lightly, and took out a wooden box from his bosom—one-legged bird for decoration, ivy pattern—it was the key Shen Ye and the others were looking for.

At this moment, Xie Yi and the others were surprised and delighted.I thought I missed it, but who would have thought that the key would be sent over by "Xia Yize".But after the surprise, looking at the too indifferent "Xia Yi Ze", the four of them noticed something strange again.

Why, this person is completely silent after letting go?It was so quiet that it seemed that he could smile and walk towards death in the next moment.

Whether it's memory or identity, it doesn't matter anymore.

"you……"

"Xia Yize" didn't give Xie Yi a chance to speak, he handed the wooden box directly to Shen Ye: "I don't have time to wipe off the blood on this box, everyone take care of it."

He took a step back: "Everyone helped my clan re-enter the samsara. As the former patriarch, I should have thanked you, but it's a pity that there are still people waiting for me below, so I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

This is the official farewell.

The four of Xie Yi were speechless, no matter what they said in this situation, it was inappropriate.

"Are you going to die?" Le Wuyi finally couldn't help it.

"Xia Yize" smiled: "People who are already dead, why do you say 'sent to die'? However, I still thank you all." He seemed to remember something, and there was a hint of warmth in his smile, "He It's a happy time, even if it's not our memory, as long as he's happy."

What he didn't say was that if his lover didn't follow the instinct to blow up the bottom, he wouldn't mind replacing the deity.

Such a person, such a life, is what he hopes for.

Unfortunately, it is meaningless now.

Thinking of that person, the heart to go back became urgent, "Xia Yize" clasped his fists and said: "It's useless to talk too much. Everyone, leave as soon as possible, and leave it alone."

After speaking, he turned and left without looking back.

"Wait a minute, you..." Le Wuyi stretched out his hand, not wanting to be stopped by Xia Yize the next moment.

"Let him go." Xia Yi said softly.

"But……"

"There are still people waiting for him." Xia Yi said.

Although he had a hunch that the person waiting for him might not get better.

Xia Yi persuaded Le Wuyi, while Shen Ye brought Xie Yi over: "Don't think too much about it."

Xie Yi's despondency can be seen at a glance.

"I know." Xie Yi sighed.

However, the heart is still very suffocated.

They met like that and parted like this, but in retrospect, they feel a lot of guilt.

If at first...

Shen Ye held Xie Yi tighter: "He made it clear enough that this is their choice and we have no right to interfere."

"..."

"Let's go," Shen Ye finally said, "We should really leave."

It's useless to say more, and it doesn't help the matter. They should respect other people's choices.

"……Yes."

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Following the way they came, the four returned to the top of the altar.

When the bright sun shines on the whole body, the four of them seem to wake up from their dullness.

Looking into the distance, the black scorched earth is still there.

"Should the altar be sealed again?" Xia Yi asked.

Shen Ye shook his head: "No, even if someone comes again, they can only return empty-handed."

Not to mention that the "tomb" itself is not a mausoleum, but the door that connects to another space. Shen Ye believes that it has been closed by the "Xia Yi Ze".

From then on, it was really just an empty Turkic building.

Seeing that Xie Yi was still looking at Liuli at his feet without saying a word, Shen Ye sighed, pressed the other person's head on his shoulder and said, "Let's go."

The blood-stained wooden box had been carefully put away by Shen Ye, it was time for them to leave.

When you come to this ghost mountain, there are cats leading the way, and when you leave, you will naturally rely on these dexterous messengers.

When the four of Shen Ye came to the bottom of the ghost mountain, they happened to see a group of wild cats flying around on the sparkling sea, stepping on the waves with their heads held high.

The moment they set foot on the ghost mountain, those wild cats screamed and scattered, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Regarding this, Shen Ye only had one word: "Wait."

Wild cats go and come back naturally, they just wait.

As for what attracted those wild cats, why the number decreased so much when they returned, and whether there are other passages in this ghost mountain, they should not be concerned.

The thick smoke gathered around again, and when a strong wind blew in front of them, the four of them instinctively used their arms to cover them.And when they opened their eyes again, the night had replaced the day.

The pitch-black sea is like a bottomless abyss, and the thick white fog makes it difficult for the moonlight to penetrate.

Even though the four of them were mentally prepared for the momentary difference, they still couldn't hide their surprise.

"Meow..." The cats didn't notice, their hair was messy, and they stepped forward.

After the four of Shen Ye were silent, they moved forward again.

There are indeed many secrets in this ghost mountain.

The mist on the sea lingered for a long time, but fortunately this time it was not a stormy weather, so the four of them followed the cats and returned to the island without any danger.

It is more correct to say that he returned to the sea boat parked on the shore of Lie Shanbu.

"Unexpectedly, you came to pick him up." Shen Ye said lightly.He threw away all the things he was carrying, and pulled Xie Yi to find a chair and sit down.

"Who else could it be if it wasn't me? You have been missing for so long, and only I have the patience to wait here."

Standing in front of the returning four were Tong with a calm expression, and Twelve who helped Le Wuyi and Xia Yize carry their luggage.

It's been almost two months, and only Shen Ye can be so indifferent.Don't even think about it, when the high priest is away, who will help handle many matters in Longbingyu.

Shen Ye didn't care at all: "Didn't Xie Yi send a message to you? You don't need to come here."

When it comes to sending messages, we have to mention the weirdness of this small island.Shen Ye and Xie Yi made an occasional attempt at the beginning, but found that the text messages sent to each other seemed to have been screened: text messages related to small islands or ghost mountains could not be received by mobile phones close at hand; irrelevant text messages, It will appear in the next moment.

No wonder the text messages that Le Wuyi sent back then were all trivial matters.

Just in case, Xie Yi took out the Yanjia bird and let it fly that night, telling Lie Shanbu not to take care of them for the time being.

But now, it was also an accident that Hitomi came all the way here.

Tong Tong said lightly: "If I don't come, shall I wait for you to swim back to Longbing Island?"

Swim back to Longbing Island?Xie Yi was taken aback: "But what happened?"

Hitomi's expression remained unchanged: "It's not something important, it's just that the ships traveling to and from this route have stopped sailing."

"Stop the flight? Why?"

And Hitomi's next answer made everyone stunned.

"There used to be only one family on this small island, and they drove their own boats to do business. Now that the owner of the house is dead, no one is driving the boat, and the rest of them can only move to the opposite side."

Seeing that Shen Ye stood up in surprise, Tong was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Is there anything strange about his words?

"There is really only one family here?" Xie Yi couldn't hide his surprise. Could it be that he was dreaming of the village and the people who came and went?

Le Wuyi was also obviously frightened: "Tong, are you joking? Haha, this doesn't sound funny at all."

But the problem is, Hitomi is not a person who can joke.

Shen Ye ignored Sun Yi directly: "Tong, tell us everything you saw here."

Once what Tong said was combined with what Shen Ye and the others saw, everyone found that the aborigines on those islands and those pottery pots had all disappeared—this place became an extremely desolate island with only one family. .

"Village?" After listening to Le Wuyi's statement, Tong Tong was also thoughtful: "Thinking about it this way, it is indeed a bit weird. If this is a deserted island with only one household, the priests of the previous generation would not need to buy a house here. "

However, those people said that on this island, there has always been only this one family for several generations.

But if this is the case, it is even more impossible to buy a house-the island is inaccessible, and construction alone is a problem.

What went wrong?

"Do you want to check?" Hitomi asked.

Shen Ye rubbed his eyebrows and sat back: "Let's go back to Longbing Island first."

"Some things, if they have nothing to do with our Lieshan tribe, you don't need to pursue them." But thinking about what the monk said, Shen Ye frowned again and said, "Forget it, after you go back, send some people over."

If the monk told no lies, this ghost mountain has a lot to do with the Lieshan tribe, so it's best to handle it with care.

Tong nodded and said, "I understand."

The next thing is not very urgent.After explaining everything, the four people who returned could finally sleep peacefully.

At this moment, the sea is covered with thick fog, which is not a good time to sail.Hitomi thought for a while, and went to rest with Twelve.

So none of them noticed that in the dark night, a group of people carrying oil lamps was walking slowly on the waves following the group of cats.

Each of them held a beautifully painted pottery pot, and in the other hand was an oil lamp with a bronze base. The swaying firelight shone on their expressionless and pale faces.

At the end of the line was a young woman, holding an oil lamp in one hand, and dragging some heavy object with the other.A few wild cats rushed over, trying to eat the thing, but were kicked into the sea by the woman with a cold face.

The people in the front row turned their heads and gave her a hard look.The woman gritted her teeth, and turned over the object in her hand and hugged it in her arms. It was vaguely a man's body.

She had difficulty walking, but no one was willing to help.

At the front of the line was a muscular man with a coffin on his shoulders, walking steadily.If it weren't for the oil lamp on the coffin to illuminate the wrinkles on his face, almost no one would think that he would be an old man.

And that coffin is also very strange, obviously there is no coffin lid, but the oil lamp is placed very smoothly.If you look carefully, you will find a hand protruding from the coffin, holding it firmly.Occasionally, another weak and boneless hand hit the coffin with a "touch", and the old man just knocked on the coffin, saying hoarsely: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't rush."

What responded to him was still a heavy "touch".

A group of people carrying oil lamps disappeared into the mist like ghosts on the sea.

Behind them, the shadow of Ghost Mountain gradually blurred, becoming transparent little by little.

And in the dark underground, there seemed to be the sound of lava bursting, and a platform with a width of only four meters stood amidst blood red.

"Xia Yi Ze" had already wiped away the blood, and kicked the last humanoid monster into the cliff with a calm face.Then he turned his head and looked at the monk who had only half his body left.

The bomb exploded beside him and he still survived, which is worthy of being a monster.

"Are you going down by yourself, or should I help you?" "Xia Yize" said.

The monk stared at the person in front of him, put his palms together with difficulty and said, "The poor monk will do it himself."

"Alright, so I don't get my hands dirty." The mocking tone was completely different from "Xia Yi Ze"'s previous elegant performance.

The old monk smiled wryly: "Now that things have come to an end, you really won't forgive me."

He no longer looked at the disgusted eyes of "Xia Yize", but said in a low voice: "But the poor monk's atonement heart is not fake."

Although, this sin can't be redeemed long ago - after he was blinded by the so-called goddess, excluded aliens and killed his compatriots.

With a last wry smile, the monk dragged his broken body and turned over from the platform with his head up.

Die quietly, this is already a great happiness.

"Xia Yi Ze" scoffed at the monk's generosity to die.And when a slight cough sounded, he immediately forgot about that person.

"Wuyi, are you awake?" "Xia Yize" squatted down, carefully lifted the person up, and let the person lean in his arms.

"Yi Ze?" he heard him call.

Since the reunion, "Xia Yi Ze" has not been rejoicing for a moment: he has forgotten everything.

That's good.

"What's wrong with me? Cough... Where is this?" "Le Wuyi" said weakly, full of doubts about the blood red.

He even forgot that it was he who blew up this space.

"This tomb has collapsed." It was honest.

"Oh, that's it..." "Le Wuyi" felt very tired physically, and couldn't even cheer up the news, and was about to close his eyes to rest, when he opened his eyes suddenly and said, "By the way, Master and Mrs. Where is Master?"

"Xia Yize" was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "They...should be trying to save us."

Although, he rejected the other party at the beginning.

"Le Wuyi" was convinced, "It's true. Yi Ze, ahem... You said that the master and grand master came here, will you beat me up first?" Before the other party could answer, he said With a bitter face, he said, "No, master definitely won't, it's hard to say if it's too much master."

"It's okay, I will stop Senior Shen." "Xia Yize" smiled.There is joy in the eyes, but also a little loss.

Until now, he still thinks that he is happy.Even though, he himself couldn't explain why he hated this place so much, even if he died, he would destroy it.

"Yize, I'm a little cold..." "Le Wuyi" curled up his body, "It's so strange, I always feel... a little disgusted." But there was also a familiar smell.

why?

"Fool," "Xia Yize" embraced his weakly breathing lover more carefully, "That's because I didn't hug her tightly enough. How is it, is it warmer now?"

Le Wuyi rubbed against the other's chest, which seemed to have warmed him up a lot.

"As expected of Yi Ze." He smiled like this, and just a smile made "Xia Yi Ze" sour.

"It's okay, it's the same." He said, calling out his real name in his heart, "I'm here. This time, we will always be together."

The author has something to say: this is the end of the fourth volume of "Mirage", the fake Wuyi and Yize are finally together... I know you guys want to shoot me ⊙﹏⊙

In fact, there are still many things that have not been explained in Guishan, but what I want is this kind of unfinished feeling (you are enough).

You can infer for yourself, such as the relationship between the fake "Xiayi Ze" and the monks, what the monks said may be false, those old Yao and his party who have gone away, and the real cause of death of the husband of the Yan family.

These things have nothing to do with Shen Xie and the others, so it doesn't matter if you write them or not.

In fact, this is a story of one person committing suicide and implicating a large group of people ╮(╯▽╰)╭