The sound in the darkness was like iron bars rusted for thousands of years, muttering unwillingly.
People with five flavors said that the sound was Wu Sheng. Mr. Huang Cong opened his eyes wide, trying to see through the darkness.
"Is it really Wu Sheng?" Mr. Huang Cong whispered worriedly, "What's that sound about?"
Wu Weiren still stared at the darkness calmly: "He is breathing."
A weird chuckle came from the darkness.
Wu Weiren's skin suddenly tensed up, and a breath of cold air suddenly came from his lips.
Mr. Huang Cong noticed something strange, but didn't understand what was going on. He looked around nervously.
I saw the lips of the Five Flavors trembled slightly, as if they were speaking, but they only made the slightest sound of breathing.
Mr. Huang Cong didn't know that Wuwei Man was talking to Wu Sheng. He didn't know because he didn't have Wu Sheng's "other mind" nor Wu Sheng's spiritual power.
A dialogue of ideas is a communication that does not require writing skills. If you want to forcefully translate it into words, this is what they said.
The first sentence suddenly burst out in Wu Weiren's mind, "You're here!"
These words were like a loud echo in the empty valley, startling everyone in the five flavors.
But Wuwei people immediately understood what was going on.
"It's Wu Sheng!" Wu Weiren had just thought in his mind when another voice immediately lingered in his mind: "You can call me that..."
"The matter is done, I brought Yunkong here, your promise..."
"What did I promise?" Wu Weiren's chest tightened, and he was filled with nervousness (because he was worried about not getting his goal), surprise (because he was worried about Wu Sheng breaking his promise), and anger (because he thought Wu Sheng was shirk).
"No," the low voice immediately penetrated Wu Weiren's heart when he first had doubts, "it's been too long, I can't remember clearly."
If Wu Sheng can't remember clearly, will Wuwei people take the opportunity to join in a few promises?
No, he won't, because as soon as he had this intention, Wu Sheng already scolded: "Don't even think about lying to me!"
The inanimate spiritual power is like an insect full of tentacles, surrounding every inch of the five-flavored person's thoughts.
Wu Weiren was suddenly startled, and the promise from back then immediately flashed through his mind.
"I understand, I won't follow you anymore." Wu Sheng answered readily.
Wu Weiren felt uneasy about this answer, but he couldn't feel Wu Sheng's thoughts whether he agreed casually or seriously.
"There is another person, the person beside me..."
"Him?" Wu Sheng whispered softly.
Wu Weiren touched Mr. Huang Cong, and Mr. Huang Cong came back to his senses and asked hurriedly: "Did you find anything?"
"Wusheng is asking you." Mr. Huang Cong looked into the darkness in confusion. He didn't hear any sound, let alone asking.
"Don't hesitate, answer quickly," Wu Weiren urged him, "What exactly are you asking for now?"
"I...didn't hear him ask me..."
"He and I are talking with each other's hearts, but you can't hear it." Mr. Huang Cong swallowed.
Want to give birth?
Or dying?
What does he want to ask for now? Even he is confused.
Thousands of years ago, Wu Sheng gave him immortality. As a result, he lived in pain and wanted to die. He tried hundreds of ways to die, but he insisted on not dying. Suicide almost became his leisure activity.
He had longed passionately for death.
When he finally had the chance to fulfill his wish, he flinched again, as if he didn't want to die.
After hundreds of deaths, he should no longer be afraid of death, but he is still afraid of death.
Death or immortality?
To die or not?
"I...I..." His throat was choked and he couldn't say a word.
"Don't think about it, you don't want to die yet," Wu Weiren said coldly, "I just told Wu Sheng that I hope he won't follow us anymore."
"What do you say..." Mr. Huang Cong was already covered in cold sweat, "It's all good."
Wu Sheng's breathing paused, and he chuckled a few more times, as if he had received Wu Weiren's thoughts.
"Yunkong..." Mr. Huang Cong boldly spoke to Wu Sheng in the darkness, "We brought Yunkong, how do you want to treat him?"
"Wusheng wants to kill Yunkong." Wusheng, the five-flavored person, answered on behalf of Wusheng.
"What?" Mr. Huang Cong exclaimed, "Why?"
The breathing in the darkness suddenly stopped, and after a long time, a thin, ferocious clicking sound was heard.
Wu Weiren narrowed his eyes. Although he couldn't see, he still fixed his gaze on Wu Sheng.
A very thin exclamation came from the darkness.
"Not bad, not bad..." Wu Sheng in the darkness finally spoke, and finally spoke with his voice, "A thousand years can really make you grow a lot."
Wu Weiren replied: "I don't dare."
Mr. Huang Cong didn't understand what was hidden in their conversation. He didn't know what Wu Weiren had just done.
Wu Sheng was just taking advantage of Wu Sheng's unpreparedness. The tentacles of his thoughts suddenly reached into Wu Sheng's heart and picked up some floating thoughts. This move already surprised Wu Sheng. He never expected Wu Sheng's ability.
Wu Sheng calmed down and said in a nonchalant tone: "I don't need to take action, isn't Yun Kong already dead?"
Mr. Huang Cong looked back outside the cave.
In the night sky, the man with white light was still there, and Wu Sheng's five disciples surrounded him, unable to subdue him.
"Yunkong has been shattered, and the spirit body in his body has completely come out, right?" Wu Sheng said with a smile in his tone.
"Is that Chi You?" Wu Weiwei didn't look back.
"Chi You? That's right, that's what they seem to call him."
"Chi You? What's going on?" Mr. Huang Cong asked in surprise, "Is there Chi You in the sky?"
"In his previous life, he was Chi You, and his resentment was so heavy that it could not be dissipated," Wuweiwei people said. "For three thousand years, he has retained his original resentment."
"But Yunkong... Yunkong is not a resentful person!"
"He's not, he doesn't even resent others," Wu Weiren said, "but he can see resentment. Perhaps the resentment in his body makes him more susceptible to resentment, and the Chi You that cannot be dissipated in his body is not only Yun Kong’s soul is also an independent spirit body, which also enables Yun Kong to see things that humans cannot.”
"You understand everything, very good, very good." Wu Sheng seemed very happy.
"In this case, Yunkong has been handed over to you, and we have received your promise. It's time to leave."
"How are you going to leave?"
"If there is no inconvenience, I would like to still use this Xiancha."
"You call it Xiancha? That was taken away by the man next to you who injured one of my followers a long time ago."
"You didn't... didn't blame me at the time," Mr. Huang Cong argued hastily, "If... I would give it back to you..."
"It doesn't matter, you can use it, I won't blame you," Wu Sheng said generously, "Well, I have to entertain you and fulfill my friendship as a landlord. After all, I won't have the chance in the future..."
"I understand," Wu Weiren remained on guard, worried about a long night and many dreams, "it's time for us to leave."
"Without my permission, this immortal tree cannot fly away."
The three of them were silent for a while.
"Come in." Wu Sheng said.
Mr. Huang Cong shivered for a while, and his feet became numb for no reason.
"Well, excuse me..." Wu Weiren walked into the darkness first and pulled Mr. Huang Cong, so he had no choice but to follow.
Wu Sheng never showed up, they just followed his voice and walked carefully in the darkness.
"Don't be anxious, walk slowly." Wu Sheng's voice was like a whisper, echoing in the darkness, guiding them.
Under the instructions bit by bit, they made several turns. The wall their hands touched was cold rock. The rock was very smooth, not like a natural cave.
At the end of the darkness, a little light shines.
The light suddenly expanded and surrounded them. Their pupils were too large in the darkness. The sudden bright light stung their eyes so much that they couldn't open their eyes.
The five-flavored man hurriedly breathed out and covered his whole body with Qi to prevent Wu Sheng from attacking.
But nothing happened.
The pupils gradually narrowed, and the two of them tried to slowly open their eyes.
The strong light gradually faded away, and the first thing that caught their eyes was the transparent tubes, which turned out to be colored glass.
Liuli is a rare foreign object outside the Great Wall, but Wu Sheng actually has so many.
Glazed tubes are not unusual, but what is strange is that there is a person standing in each tube.
Wuwei people felt a chill in their hearts and thought, "Wu Sheng is collecting people...?"
"How?" A young voice came from between the layers of glass.
The two men suddenly looked back and saw a young man in Confucian robes, holding a rare folding fan in his hand. He looked unusually delicate.
"Are you..." Mr. Huang Cong was about to ask the boy when he was intercepted by Wu Weiwei: "No need to ask more, he is Wu Sheng."
"I am Wu Sheng, are you accustomed to this?" The young man smiled politely.
"It's strange that people in the world don't know Wu Sheng's true appearance. He turns out to be a man who pretends to be a ghost."
"Don't dare," Wu Sheng opened the folding fan and fanned himself, "If I don't look like this, you will be surprised."
As he said that, he pointed at Mr. Huang Cong: "At least he can."
Mr. Huang Cong timidly retreated to Wu Weiren.
The Five Flavors said, "Don't talk nonsense, you said you were entertaining us, are you just here to see these dead people?"
"Perhaps I want to include you too?" Wu Sheng said with a sly smile.
Wu Weiren curled up his lower lip, knowing that all the fears in his heart were ignored by Wu Sheng.
Wu Sheng stood proudly in front of his collection, looking at the two people with disdain.
Having said that, the dead people in these glass tubes are said to be dead, but they are lifelike. Their skin seems to still have the elasticity of living people, as if they can breathe if they are not careful.
Wu Sheng lowered his head and smiled, walked towards a glass tube and pointed at the people inside: "Take a look, don't you think it looks familiar?"
The two looked at each other suspiciously.
The person in the glass tube has a strong physique, and his muscles are still as strong as iron even after death. His skin seems to have been refined by time and has countless scars.
The tattoos on the man's face made him look even more ferocious, and there was still a hint of evil between his eyebrows. Even after he died, it was still as sharp as a bayonet, as if he was still killing people the moment before he died.
But he was dead after all, and his brows drooped peacefully, but he was still unwilling to admit that death was coming.
His messy hair, which reaches to his chest, must have been blown by the refreshing wind and showered with cool rain during his lifetime, accompanying his owner to fly in the morning breeze.
His expression was arrogant, perhaps because of his glorious deeds, or perhaps because of his extraordinary talent, which gave him reason to be arrogant.
But under his arrogant face, there was a strong sense of resentment, as if he was still gnashing his teeth, complaining that the world was too harsh on him and that his death was too worthless.
The most special thing is that there is a slit around his neck, which is carefully sewn with thread.
The Five Flavors stared at each other and turned to Wu Sheng with doubts on their faces.
Wu Sheng smiled happily.
Wu Weiren turned his head again and looked at the way in.
Outside the door of the Glass Chamber, there was darkness, and a long dark corridor leading to the cave with twists and turns.
Outside the cave, the moonlight was bright and white, and tens of thousands of feathered men were passing by in the sky.
Under the moonlight, Wu Sheng's five disciples were panting. They couldn't believe that they were tired and still couldn't subdue that man.
that person!
The man became even brighter under the moonlight, the white light glowing all over his body became more dazzling, his blood-red eyes became even more blood-red, and his messy hair was flying in the night wind high in the sky.
He was very satisfied. These five people were indeed powerful, but no one had won him.
He was so satisfied, he laughed, he laughed wildly, he laughed arrogantly.
In an instant, he was immersed in the high emotions of the past.
