Shigure wanders hopelessly in an endless void.
After her consciousness collapsed and dissipated, she looked like this when she woke up again.
If the girl was tied up and locked up in a small dark room where she could not see her fingers, trying to control her body but unable to do so, then the state she is in now is nothingness, complete nothingness.
The girl couldn't describe what she saw because she couldn't see anything. The girl couldn't describe what she heard because there was silence in this void. Even if she wanted to open her mouth and shout loudly, she couldn't do it because she couldn't. He made any noise and wanted to run in this boundless nothingness, but he couldn't even move his hands and feet as if he was being pressed into bed by a ghost. He could only wander around aimlessly like a wandering ghost.
There is nothing here, nothing can be felt, it is true nothingness, a place where there is not even 'nothing'.
"Am I... dead?"
"Is this the world after death?"
The ghost girl thought about this question more than once.
The cold and hot discomfort she felt before her collapse of consciousness had disappeared, and her dyspnea and hypoxia symptoms had completely healed. However, she could no longer hear the sounds of the outside world, nor could she feel what was happening in the outside world.
But the pain that never stopped came from all over her body, reminding the girl at all times: she was still alive.
It was as if someone was using a dull knife to cut out her flesh bit by bit, using a saw method.
pain!
Severe pain!
This pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand swords constantly stimulated Shigure, who was floating around in the void. The girl's spirit was like a small boat in the sea, and the already fragile spirit became even more precarious.
no! Shigure, can't give up! Be sure to hold on! Be sure to hold on! If you keep at it, Mr. Joseph will definitely find a way!
Every time her consciousness was about to be swallowed by pain, Shigure would always cheer herself up in her heart. Although this sentence could not alleviate the pain she felt, it gave her the confidence to continue to endure the pain.
The ghost girl didn't know how long her spirit had been wandering. There was no concept of time here. She only knew that she had silently endured the pain that lasted for a long time, until a certain moment light pierced the void and her 'vision' Only then did it gradually recover with the strange lights and shadows.
Shigure saw the corpse lying on the ground of the ruined temple. The petite body was curled up like a baby, and it had turned into a charred corpse, shriveled, blackened, and withered.
I saw Wanqi, who was always very talkative and familiar, grabbing Joseph by the collar and roaring something loudly, while the latter looked guilty and speechless.
I saw Yang Xin kneeling and sitting next to the charred corpse that was still smoking, with fear on his face and crying bitterly.
I saw Zhao Chensi, who looked cold and autistic, but was actually very interesting and could seriously analyze supernatural events, sitting next to the charred corpse with a gray face, his eyes dull and empty.
Shigure was the only one who didn't 'see' himself.
"Am I...dead?"
At this moment, Shigure suddenly realized the identity of the charred corpse curled up on the ground...
When such a recognition was born, the girl suddenly felt that a large piece of information emerged in her consciousness.
This is a true method of immortality, and it is the immortality that the villagers of Changsheng Village long for and pursue.
It is a more advanced method of immortality than drinking the water of immortality. Drinking the water containing the essence of Taoist Xuanjun's flesh and blood can only give the body a lifespan of about three hundred years at most. As he recorded in Xuanjun Yongjing, it is a false immortality. The body will still age, and being killed continuously will shorten the lifespan of hundreds of years accordingly.
And the lifespan of this longevity method is approximately equal to eternal life.
It is safer than the immortality method of implanting undead insects. Insects can bring a longer lifespan and immortality than immortal water. However, implanting undead insects requires you to always worry about the consciousness being 'replaced' by the insects. No one knows how 'replacing' will happen. When the time comes, the even more chilling thing is that maybe when you are thinking and investigating whether you have been 'replaced' by the insect's consciousness, you will find that you have already been 'replaced'.
With this method of immortality, there is no such worry. Your spirit, consciousness and self will never be replaced by an identical counterfeit.
But what about the cost?
'Feeling' the information constantly emerging in his consciousness, doubts suddenly arose in Shigure's heart. She soon got the answer from the information she 'feeled' next.
Eternal life and eternal calamity.
Living is the price of this method of immortality.
You can live forever and you can be immortal, but the physical body has limits, and no substance can remain in the same state forever. The body will eventually rot and decompose, eventually turning into ashes and blowing in the wind. But for those who practice this method of immortality, the body does not disappear because it rots, decomposes and turns into dust, it just changes its appearance. Just alive in this form.
Even if the body turns into particles smaller than dust and floats in the air, the consciousness will not disappear because of the disintegration of the body.
Every spirit and consciousness is integrated into those particles that are smaller than dust. Each particle may only be able to carry a thought or a train of thought, but as long as there are enough particles, she can reconstruct herself and recover. consciousness.
The spirit and consciousness will always bear the pain of tearing together to form the body, and there is no way to die even if you want to.
Shigure's obsession to be saved and to live was answered. Although fate played a big joke on her, she did not have to face the fear of death anymore.
The girl began to feel that her consciousness was dissolving and fragmenting, and an inexplicable emotion was growing...
That emotion is called...
despair.
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Zhao Chensi leaned his head weakly on the legs of the altar table, staring blankly at the charred corpses in the ruined temple, his eyes unfocused.
In just one hour, he experienced too many things that challenged common sense: the traveling companion who had been traveling with him was actually a monster parasitized by insects; he was chased by something like a ghost or something like smoke and dust, and ran for his life. ;The extraordinary existence was truly confirmed from the leader’s mouth...;
And now he has witnessed death with his own eyes.
A fresh life passed away right in front of his eyes, and a little girl who was still alive and kicking and talking and laughing with him a few hours ago turned into a burnt corpse.
Yang Xin knelt down beside Shi Yu's charred corpse with her legs limp, her face full of horror.
Wan Qi, who has always been emotionally stable, Zhao Chensi has never seen him angry several times since he was a child, and now he is extremely angry. He clutches Joseph's collar tightly, regardless of the fact that the two sides are close to each other. Height difference, loud roar.
"You fucking tell me! What the hell kind of treatment is this?!"
