Snake isn't sure if she's still alive.
The soul has been out of body for more than half a year, 183 days to be precise.
The conjurer's high-precision perception of changes in things allows her to rigorously record the passage of time like a clock. But now the reference for this ability is only herself, and the effect it seems to have is nothing more than a meaningless death record.
She didn't know if this had broken the relevant records in the other world, but she knew that her condition was very, very bad, and she might be only one step away from death.
Still the question, is she really still alive?
The legend of "The Immortal Uncovering the Corpse" has been circulating in East Asian cultural circles since ancient times. Although the details vary, the general idea is that practitioners abandon their physical bodies, leave their souls, and travel between heaven and earth, thus possessing incredible supernatural powers. But their life trajectories unexpectedly and neatly drew a parabola, falling into the abyss of despair at the finale.
Maybe in a few years or decades, there will be an example of "snake language" added to the footnotes about the "Corpse Revealing Immortal". But her more likely ending is that she will be annihilated silently like the clouds that blow, flow and tear in front of her eyes, leaving no trace at all.
The speed at which a spirit body decays can be determined without any precise perception. The deadline is getting closer and closer, and he is gradually losing the power to move independently, so in the past two days, Snake Whisper no longer follows Gong Qi around the cloud world like a ghost behind him.
Gong Qi responded indifferently to this.
The relationship between Snake Yu and Gong Qi has undergone obvious changes, and the results are devastating.
On Snake Yu's side, there is no need to mention emotions such as hope and despair, vigilance and numbness; on Gong Qi's side, half a year has passed, no matter how gloomy and sophisticated he is, he cannot perfectly control his emotions all the time: Confusion, doubt, irritability and anxiety, these prisoner-like negative elements, are emitted bit by bit, intermittent and continuous, and are received by the snake language.
Finally, at a certain moment on a certain day, these accumulated elements broke through the limit of the hope in Snake Language's heart, and the net bag of will finally could not bear the desperate truth. Snake whispers broke out, questioning Gong Qi face to face about the actions that had made no progress in the past six months, and of course the nature of Gong Qi's own activities here.
Then, all the truth is revealed.
Gong Qi, this arrogant and extraordinary person who seems to have everything in his mind, is actually just a prisoner trapped in this cloud world. There is no essential difference between the two people's situations, except that Gong Qi is less dependent on his physical body, has more secure arrangements for his escape route, has the support of the Association of Ability Persons, etc...
Haha, all these accumulated, are actually a qualitative difference! The difference was so big that it made Snakeyu jealous, going crazy with jealousy!
There is an association of capable people behind Gong Qi, but she is just a lonely wandering soul. She has no one she can fully trust, and she doesn't have the strength to consolidate this trust. Even a B-level curse mage with a heritage that is extremely rare in this world can only manage her business carefully in the cracks of various forces. base.
Over the years, she has only found a deformed tree demon who seems to be loyal but is increasingly incomprehensible. She has only built a prototype of a small and unattractive religious sect, as well as some deceptive designs...
In the out-of-body state, she can use these designs for two months, three months, or at most half a year. There is no point in continuing to extend it. She even felt that even if she were to escape from the trap immediately and her spirit body returned to her body, in her current state, the most likely possibility would be to just die with her physical body!
So, I'm kind of dead now, right?
A good swimmer drowns in the water. The meaning of my life is to embellish those absurd allusions and legends, right?
Sheyu chuckled, the joy, anger, sorrow and joy in the spirit state are just the remnants of human habits. And every time a part of these habit traces is retained, a certain amount of energy is consumed. Correspondingly, when the energy is dissipated to the point where it is no longer enough to maintain the foundation of the spiritual body, these traces of habits can only be dissipated as meaningless redundancies.
I am already dead!
The snake language makes a conclusion for itself.
If she had the choice, she would have committed suicide. But the current situation is that her spirit body is wrapped in an unpredictable veil - the veil of silence.
This reward "advanced" to her by Gong Qi has now become a shackle and surveillance to control her. When Snake Talk was in its heyday, it could also set up a shielding layer to block and interfere. But now she is so weak that she must rely on the Veil of Silence to ensure that her spirit body does not collapse.
On the other hand, even if she wanted her spirit body to collapse, she couldn't. This strange object was gradually infiltrating and eroding the structure of her spirit body. As a curse mage, Sheyu can guess Gong Qi's plan. Perhaps soon, she will only be able to continue to exist between heaven and earth in a twisted form such as a "weapon spirit".
This is something that scares her more than death, but she has no power to fight back!
Why did it fall to this point?
The reflection had just begun, but was cut off intentionally by the subjective nature of the snake language. She should not engage in these meaningless thoughts, which had no meaning except to continue to consume her soul power and make her continue to quickly approach the miserable "weapon spirit".
Her mind was empty, and she curled up in silence under the veil of silence. She watched the clouds around her surge, tear and drift away. She gradually became a little trance-maybe it would be good to disperse like this. At the moment when her self-consciousness collapsed, maybe That’s true relief!
The snake language was in a trance, and the mind seemed to really dissipate with the clouds in this strange and desperate void. And in the chaotic prelude to the complete arrival of the annihilation of nothingness, a color that was completely different from the white clouds and blood light that she was used to seeped in, and like splashing ink, it instantly rendered it to the edge of her perception.
The illogical situation change... is a dream!
Snake Whisper had a dream. She dreamed of Sakajo, the shrine where she lived when she was young, the clear waves of Beishan Lake, and the night that blended seamlessly with the lake.
Under the vast darkness, she walked quietly on the tree-lined road. The cool breeze blowing in her face was wrapped in the fresh scent of the camphor tree in its flowering period. Sakaemon seemed to be loyal, but he was not. He's a trustworthy freak, and that's what makes him a bit likeable.
Mrs. Yamamoto greeted her with a mixed heart. Her old face, which could not be held up by hyaluronic acid, was full of jealousy.
By the way, she is also Kitayama Yuki, a pseudonym she personally created in the early years in order to hide her identity and satisfy the desires of some girls. It was such a free age, where one could freely switch between dual identities and freely tease those stupid people who were overwhelmed by money, beauty and power.
Ah, now that I think about those days, I feel very happy. But before she knew it, her happy life ended. Probably after she became a B-level curse mage, she began to have greater ambitions in practice and worked hard to climb higher.
The snake language is also Kitayama Yuki's return home in the wandering memory and confusion. So far everything is fine. She put down her handbag and bent over to change her shoes...
The next moment, the attack came.
Sheyu was in a trance again, just because her instinctive reaction was ineffective, her defensive counterattack was completely reduced to nothingness, and what was presented one after another in front of her eyes was a melodrama that seemed so real that it was almost absurd.
Yes, I'm dreaming...?
This dream is terrifyingly real.
Snake Yu dreamed of "Kitayama Snow Painting" walking between the house and the deformed camphor tree like a normal person - that was the "preaching route" she had planned, which showed that her physical state had entered the most dangerous stage. , must accept Sagaemon's protection and energy injection.
She also dreamed that Kitayama Yukie was invaded by someone. Ironically, the intruder turned out to be a senior cadre of the All Souls Order that she created!
Sakaemon took action, which was reasonable. It was obvious that the bastard had not left any scraps for Kitayama Yukie after taking away the life of the senior cadres of the cult!
And when the chaotic situation ended, in the messy house, only Kitayama Yukie, her body that had exhausted the last bit of strength, was left making the final struggle.
You can't do this, get up!
Sheyu was fed up with such dreams. She could imagine the fate of her body in her mind, but it was really unbearable for such a real and absurd scene to happen in front of her eyes. At this moment, she merged with Kitayama Snow and struggled hard - even though she knew that struggling in the dream was meaningless.
Then... it moved, the fingertips moved!
Bei Shanxue Hui in the dream was stunned, and the snakes in the cloud world were also stunned. The whole world, whether real or false, seemed to be stagnant.
Countless thoughts came and went, pushing Snakeyu to try again, but the result made her go crazy.
what is this! what is this!
If you are watching a movie that has nothing to do with you, if you are just going to endure the torture of the picture, the snake language will admit it. But what’s going on with this ambivalent situation!
She can control her body, and she has some half-star reflexes, but she doesn't have a sense of harmony between body and soul at all. It's like using a problem controller to control the characters in the game. Half of them didn't respond, but the other half had clear feedback...
It's just feedback, not more meaningful than the vibration on the handle.
The spirit body is still out of body, and the body cannot be warmed by the extraordinary power... Everything seems to be separated by a thin but hard glass. All she can do is to keep wiping away her breath. And the water vapor that he breathed made the scene in the dream clearer, and tortured himself even more crazy with this illusory reality.
Apart from that, nothing, nothing!
Even the little vitality left in the spirit body was released a lot under this torment, pushing her one step closer to the edge of death.
Reality and illusion, hope and despair, are separated by a layer of dream!
Burning with almost uncontrollable emotions, burning is a mixture of anxiety, anger, despair and a little bit of stubborn hope. The pain hurt Snake Yu's spirit body, and it couldn't stop trembling.
"what happened!"
The sudden sound wave vibration suddenly woke up Snake Language.
Gong Qisen's cold face shattered the crazy and desperate dream. This strong man who still maintains extraordinary strength, even in the spirit state, his eyes are still solid, with heavy doubts rolling inside.
Sheyu looked at him directly until Gong Qi's eyes turned colder: "What did you do?"
Oh, he doesn't know! "Silent Veil" monitors it all the time, but no clues are found. Is it really just a dream?
This is what the snake thought and said: "Dream, dream about dying!"
Seeing Gong Qi's momentary confusion, Sheyu suddenly felt extremely funny. She laughed loudly, and her spirit body was like a candle in the wind, swaying in the strong wind above the clouds.
Gong Qi looked at her, speechless.
Neither the strong wind in the clouds nor laughter can be transmitted to another time and space, but some special spiritual waves have more wonderful radiation and penetrability.
In the Earth Lake City area, which was unrelated to the cloud world, Fan Lu suddenly opened his eyes. The main part of his field of vision was still dark, but the arrogant spotlights and loud music combined to smear the environment into a nightclub style.
By the way, this is the nightclub. How did I get here?
Oh, I sent the boss off and came back to greet that lunatic Horned Demon. As a result, the guy remained highly excited for a long time and dragged him and Xiao Zhao, who came to support, to the most upscale nightclub in Lake City to drink and celebrate. Xiao Zhao was already hanging in the corner. As for Fan Lu himself...
It seemed that I had a good sleep and had a dream. What did I dream about?
Part of the brain stimulated by alcohol was slowing down, and Fan Lu was no longer sensitive to the vague memories in the dream. Before he could wake up for more than two minutes, a grimace smeared with blush, eyebrow pencil and lipstick suddenly appeared. Standing in front of him, he opened his mouth and roared:
"Get up and get up!"
Damn, what a nightmare!
Horned Demon, what the hell are you doing! By the way, there seemed to be a Horned Demon in his dream, that guy was messing around in the old base...
Fan Lu's mind was broken again. It was actually the horned devil in the real world who grabbed his shoulders and shook him violently. The kilogram of wine he had just poured in was so shaken that he wanted to spray it directly on the ugly face in front of him!
If that happens, you're dead!
Fan Lu decided to go out and sober up. He could actually dream about the Horned Demon. If he continued to play with this madman, he might take the initiative to get into the genetic modulation room.
He covered his mouth, waved his hand to push the horned demon away, and hurriedly stood up and walked out. But as soon as he took a step forward, he was grabbed by the back of his collar and forcefully pulled back. At the same time, another 1kg bottle of brandy was also forced into his mouth. Go inside.
"I'm whining..."
The Horned Demon laughed so loudly that his whole face was distorted. At the same time, he did not forget to call out to all the beauties in the room: "Take off his pants, let's celebrate together! Also, whoever gets this guy's belt? No matter how many other places appear, I will overwhelm them all, and that girl will be the queen tonight!"
Seven or eight women in the box screamed in unison. The next moment, Fan Lu, who was drowned in the darkness, was overwhelmed by his pink arms and legs. His eyes rolled up, and the remaining consciousness asked the ultimate question in the world. :
who I am?
Where am I?
What did I do here?
