Chapter 221 Cang Ling Sword Discussion (Thirty-Six)

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() When Feng Bujue saw this scene, his mind seemed to explode, and countless thoughts suddenly emerged.レ思♥路客レ

But these thoughts did not make his thoughts confused. On the contrary, he was very calm and thought about problems faster and more efficiently than usual.

After only two seconds, he decisively began to act.

His fright value is still zero, and his steps and movements are calm and steady, but the look on his face is rarely serious.

Feng Bujue first picked up the piece of equipment [Spider Silk Gloves] and equipped it directly. At the same time, he put the flashlight into his pocket and walked over to pick up the rainy lantern.

He held the lantern in front of his eyes and carefully observed the footprints on the ground. After repeated inspections, he confirmed the direction in which Xiyu was pulled out, and then set off towards that direction.

When one entered, Feng Bujue walked very fast. Previously, he had considered that Xiyu was behind him, so he consciously slowed down, and also to look for any excavable items and equipment in the forest.

== But now, Feng Bujue rushes to rescue him alone. As a person who has no psychological barrier such as fear, if he is given a five-meter visual range, even if he is in hell, he can move forward as fast as he flies.

The further he walked, the thicker the surrounding darkness became. Even the air seemed to be stagnant, and the strange sounds in his ears disappeared completely. Soon, Feng Bujue was surrounded by a deathly silence.

Suddenly, a clearing appeared in front of him. There was a wooden stake in the middle of the clearing, and Xiyu was tied to the stake with a heavy iron chain. She was tied to the middle of the stake, with the soles of her feet still half a meter away from the ground. The entire middle of her body was tied up with chains, and she was wrapped as tightly as a rice dumpling. Only her shoulders and knees were not tied.

Seeing his teammates, Feng Bujue was half relieved. After taking a long breath, he smiled and said, "What are these? Kebabs made by Ju Jin?"

Siyu had no time to joke with him, so she reminded him seriously: "She is nearby."

"I know." Feng Bujue replied, "It's just... I don't understand. Since she can catch you easily, why not catch me too? Besides... is she already this strong? Then What else are we playing for? There is something wrong with this..." He said, holding up the lantern and looking around. At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately put his hand into the inner pocket of his jacket... "Guess what." A third voice came, the sweet voice of a little girl.

Feng Bujue turned his head when he heard the sound and saw Ling'er. She wore a coarse cloth coat, her hair was braided, and her face was quite cute, but her face was very pale. The most inconsistent thing is that his expression doesn't look like a child at all.

"I guess so..." Feng Bujue could still laugh when facing the ghost: "Ha... you took my friend away and expected me to be scared, panicked, and wander around looking for him like a headless chicken. But you Unexpectedly, I didn't show what you wanted to see at all, so you went straight to the next stage, um... probably planning to... torture us for fun? "

"so smart."

The moment the bell's voice reached his ears, Feng Bujue's vision suddenly went dark. Then he felt a small hand pinch his neck, and he was completely unable to resist. His body was pulled and moved vaguely. He seemed to hear Siyu shouting something, but he didn't hear it clearly.

After a few seconds, he came back to his senses and found that he was also tied to a wooden stake with iron chains. The lantern in his hand was missing, but the unique light curtain was shining from behind him at this moment.

"So awesome..." Feng Bujue whispered.

"Hey, how are you?" Xiyu's voice sounded from behind his head.

"Eh?" Feng Bujue turned his neck nearly ninety degrees as much as possible. Only then did he realize that he and Xiyu were tied to two sides of the same wooden stake. He immediately smiled bitterly and said, "I said Ling'er Xiao Sister, you are quite good at playing."

At this time, Ling'er was seen walking slowly in front of Feng Bujue, holding a lantern. This BOSS actually took away the player's equipment, which Feng Bujue was quite surprised about.

"Do you know how many years I have been in this world? Is that what you called me, little sister?" Ling'er said, her tone was indeed no different from that of an adult, and even looked more mature than the average adult.

"I thought that women, no matter what age they are, would like to be called that." Feng Bujue looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water: "Then... Sister Ling'er, can I ask you? How do you plan to torture us?"

"It's o... How to torture... You look like you are not even afraid of death..." Ling'er put her young hands to her mouth, licked her lips with one finger and said: "By the way... you seem to You care about her a lot, don’t you?”

Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly when he heard the words, and he felt a chill in his heart, but he immediately squeezed out a smile: "Haha... Actually, it's not as bad as you imagined..."

Ling'er didn't hear what he had to say, so she walked around the wooden pile and came to the side and rear blind spot where Feng Bujue could see.

The next second, Xiyu let out a painful groan.

Feng Bujue could clearly feel the chains on his body tightening violently, and at the same time, a faint smell of blood filled the air.

When Ling'er returned to Feng Bujue's sight, she still held the lantern in her right hand, and in her left hand, she was holding one of Xiyu's feet.

The foot was torn off at the calf, all the bones and flesh were exposed, and it was still dripping with blood.

Ling'er's fair face was splashed with many drops of blood, but she just showed a bloody smile, "What do you think I should bring next time?"

"I'm fine..." Xiyu's voice trembled, as if he wanted to make Feng Bujue feel at ease.

"Sure enough... the villagers of Cangling Town did not kill you by mistake." At this moment, Feng Bujue's face looked extremely cold and emotionless, and his eyes were as sharp as if he could see into other people's souls: "If you If you grow up smoothly, I’m afraid there will never be peace in this world.”

Ling'er threw the stump in her hand to the ground and sneered: "Where do you start talking about this?"

"I saw the scene before you were burned to death in front of Zangling Temple. There was one detail that puzzled me." Feng Bujue replied: "Why do you call your mother 'mom'? Generally speaking, "Should I call you 'Mother'?" He paused and then said, "Also, I always have a feeling that your crying and your words are a bit of a performance, and they seem to be intended to gain sympathy."

Ling'er's eyes changed, and the smile gradually disappeared from her face.

"Whether it was when you were burned to death or after you died, those villagers categorically called you a monster." Feng Bujue continued: "What they revealed from the beginning to the end was only anger and fear, but I I don't feel any guilt at all. Why?" He tilted his head: "As long as a person has a conscience, no matter how ignorant he is... his conscience will feel uneasy after doing something wrong. This uneasiness does not come from fear. , but comes from inner self-condemnation." He squinted at Ling'er condescendingly: "The villagers in Cangling Town don't have that kind of emotion. Their reaction shows that everything they do is based on the most basic principle. Conclusion. And they are convinced of this conclusion - you are a monster."

"Ha..." Feng Bujue laughed: "Ever since we entered the mountain, you began to mislead us. What we saw and heard made us preconceptionally believe that you were a ghost who died unjustly, and you were alive. Just an innocent little girl." He snorted coldly and continued: "When I heard the villagers blaming you for things like 'no rain, dead crops in the fields, children dying prematurely', etc. Trust in them is at its lowest.

Maybe this is my personal preference, because the words they said are the same as the reasons why innocent women were burned to death as witches in the Middle Ages in Europe. A group of ignorant idiots attribute all their happiness to the gift of God, and then blame all their misfortunes on a fictitious fact, and let a scapegoat be burned alive for those unwarranted crimes, so that these idiots can In the following days, I lived with peace of mind.

Such things were common in ancient times and all over the world. I think you should agree with me on this, right? "

"I don't understand what you are talking about..." Ling'er replied in a deep voice.

"Really?" Feng Bujue said: "Then do you know that the word 'mother' refers to the bustard mother in the Song Dynasty. In the Qing Dynasty, it was changed to a title for older women. After the New Culture Movement, it became common Used to address mother.

Therefore, in the era when you are killed, you can be called ‘mother’, ‘mother’ or simply use the word ‘mother’, but not ‘mother’. "

"Just because of this detail... you think I am..." Ling'er glared at Feng Bujue.

"I haven't determined what you are yet, but I can make a few bold assumptions." Feng Bujue interrupted: "For example... a person with superpowers who can see the future since he was born; a little girl who traveled from the future to The soul in the body; or some kind of powerful consciousness higher than this dimension? "

Ling'er's expression changed suddenly, and after a few seconds, it became extremely gloomy again, "Huh... Let's just assume that your reasoning is correct..." At this moment, she didn't care to say words like 'reasoning', Qian Jian Ming said: "Yes, I am indeed some kind of higher-level will. I was exiled to this world and turned into this little girl named Ling'er. My body is as weak as an ant, but I can still use some special functions for a day. the power of.

Originally, I hid it well, but unfortunately... after accidentally killing my 'parents', my abilities were discovered, and some of the things I had done before... were also exposed one after another. When the villagers found out the truth, they caught me and burned me to death.

Even losing my body, I became an earthbound spirit, subject to many restrictions. Therefore, he can only harvest souls on this mountain and cannot touch the world outside Zangling Town. "

Feng Bujue continued: "Since the words of those villagers are true, the words of the tree and the monk are naturally lies. If you understand this, many problems will be solved." He sneered: "Those two monsters all hinted We, Ling'er, are the ghosts who died unjustly, and led us to enter the realm of the bell with this wrong view, and came to this island, and fell into your hands..."

"You are wrong." Ling'er replied: "How can simple-minded undead possessors like them know my secret?"

"I see..." Feng Bujue said thoughtfully, "They were also deceived by you..."

"Only by deceiving them first can they help me lead all the monks and Taoists who go up the mountain to catch ghosts to the realm of the bell." Ling'er replied with a smile; "That's why Wuru can transcend me." ghost'."

"I still don't understand something. Over the years, there have been so many eminent monks and Taoists, but none of them can be your opponent?" Feng Bujue asked.

"There's only one." Ling'er replied: "His magic power is so strong that he can fight me equally and escape unscathed." She snorted coldly: "This man does have some abilities. After he escapes, he can hide his secrets." The villagers of Ling Town were all driven away, the town was renamed Cangling, and the landscape of the place was reorganized, in an attempt to resolve my 'grievance' in this way... It's a pity that I am not an injustice at all. In another thousand years, he will not be reincarnated."

"Well..." Feng Bujue muttered, "Very good, I have no problem anymore."

Ling'er's face once again showed a cruel look: "Then it's my turn to ask questions... a traveler from another world?" She threatened: "What will happen if you don't answer well? You should Is it clear?"

"A traveler from another world?" Feng Bujue asked suspiciously, "So before you passed through your soul, you were a subordinate of the Four Pillar Gods? And your level seems to be quite high."

"You know quite a lot..." Ling'er raised her little hand, "But it's my question time. Who allowed you to talk nonsense?" She waved her hand casually, trying to use telekinesis to move Feng Bujue's leg. Tear it off.

Unexpectedly... nothing happened... "Huh?" She tried twice more, but still no response.

"It's weird, why are you out of control? Could it be..." Feng Bujue showed a chilling expression. When he spoke, one of his arms stuck out from the gap in the iron chain. He was wearing a glove on his hand, and in the palm of his hand was a small silver bell. To be precise, it was a bell that had been pinched, deformed and damaged. "...Did something stop working?"

It turned out that a few minutes ago, when he put his hand into the inner pocket of his jacket, the bell had been absorbed into his palm.

"As soon as I came here, I asked a question, 'Is she already this strong? Then what else are we playing with?' I think you heard this sentence." Feng Bujue actually said as he spoke He broke free from the chains and stood firmly on the ground.

At the same time, due to his breaking free, Siyu who was tied on the other side was also loosened. Although she was not completely free from the chains, she had landed on one foot and her arms could move to a certain extent.

"Destroy the bell." Feng Bujue said loudly without looking back.

When Xiyu heard this, he immediately took out his bell from his bag and smashed it on the hard ground at his feet. The silver bell was deformed and destroyed.

Ling'er's face became ugly, but her lolita face was still very cute with this look on her face.

"I'm an expert. I often ask questions and the answers pop up in my mind. I think this is the result of years of practice." Feng Bujue continued what he just said: "There were many hypotheses running through my mind at that moment. I won’t go into details one by one. The more reliable thing is... in the Bell Realm, your power is stronger than in the outside world; and on this island, your power is stronger than in other places in the Bell Realm. "But the most important thing is that there is something, something that we must bring with us when we come here, so that you can play with us."

Feng Bujue said, throwing the bell in his hand to the ground and stepping on it: "After entering the mountain, we got these two bells from your minions, hum... my reaction was also half slow. Shoot o. It is written above that [this little bell seems to have a connection with a powerful evil spirit]. Such an obvious reminder... Fortunately, I still had time to remove the bell before I was tied up by you. Hold it in your hand." He said, quickly coming to Siyu and giving him SCP-500.

Xiyu didn't hesitate and immediately ate a piece. The next second, her broken foot began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Taoist priest who fought you to a draw must have been smart. Before he was fatally injured by you, he realized the problem and threw away the bell." Feng Bujue said: "And we can only say that we are lucky. , because we are so-called ‘visitors from another world’.”

Ling'er's expression changed several times, and finally returned to a calm and ruthless look, "Have you ever considered it? Why did the Taoist priest still end up with me in the end?"

Before she finished speaking, she turned into a black shadow in an instant and rushed towards Feng Bujue and Xiyu Erren.