Huihuan Achebe is an impatient person.
He had endured it for a long time for Lu Ran, Ke Zhizi, and even that weird Lu Qing.
Either because he was too sensitive, or because his cultivation level was higher and his perception was stronger, that voice has been there since he left the Eight Immortals Tower.
Loud and small, far and near, a continuous sound.
He couldn't even ignore that no matter how many times he silently recited "Meditation", the sound could only fade away but never disappear.
Those were human screams.
Hui Huan cannot hear such a sound.
The same sound was heard from the second brother Bona under the throne that day.
It was an unforgettable sound.
So he decided to find out by himself where the sound came from and why it made such a miserable sound.
In order to hide, Hui Huan walked along the back streets and alleys little by little. The closer he got, the clearer the sound became.
At first, Bonia just roared: "Why! Why!"
Later, Bona cried: "Brother! Big brother!"
Perhaps until the last moment, Bona thought of returning to the world. He almost exhausted the last bit of strength in his life and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Return to the world!"
"Back to Huan!"
The sound pierced the entire palace, the sky, the 20 cities of Qibei, and the sixteenth year of his youth.
When Hui Huan heard a demonic sound filling his ears, he could no longer hear anything. He saw several black-armored attendants carrying a corpse, which was covered with a funeral flag embroidered with the family crest.
They showed no mercy and just passed him by.
He knew he was late.
From then on, when he looked at the palace, the steps, the royal flag, and the high throne, he felt that they were silent and broken.
Returning to Huan and continuing forward, we were already close, only half a block away from the Eight Immortals Tower.
He stopped, disappeared into a dark corner, and quietly stared at the Eight Immortals Tower in front of him.
The lights flickered, making Huihuan feel that his side was darker, and the sounds around him were darker, and the sounds were louder, more numerous, and clearer.
The lights flickered and swayed, making Hui Huan feel that the building was like a giant monster, shining with deadly light in the dark night, and constantly making human-like screams from its mouth.
For a while, he did hear this sound often.
Sometimes in the bathtub.
Sometimes under the spokes of a carriage.
But more often than not, it’s in dreams.
He often wonders whether the second brother has not finished what he said, whether what he wants to say is "Hui Huan, I am so miserable", or "Hui Huan, don't be like me"...
But what he should have said was "Come back to Huan and avenge me!"
Or just a warning.
Return to Huan and run away quickly.
Run away.
He will not run away again when he returns to the world. He has already escaped once when he was sixteen years old.
Hui Huan was already standing in the dark alley opposite the Eight Immortals Tower, and the tearful screams were already close to his ears. The closer he felt, these sounds would penetrate into his heart and lungs, and then eat away at his own body. marrow.
Hui Huan found a piece of wood on the side of the road and stuck it on his waist to use as a sword. He didn't bring the sword worth thousands of dollars to prevent Ke Zhizi from getting into danger. As a sword cultivator, Hui Huan might not necessarily have a famous sword in his hand.
When Hui Huan thought about the sword, he felt much relieved.
A sword can't cut through that sound, but it can when you use a sword.
At first Huihuan tried to cover up the sound with singing and dancing, but the singing and dancing were too noisy.
Later, he indulged in nature and wanted to use natural sounds to eliminate this sound, but nature was too quiet.
Finally, he found a sound that, when it appeared, made it impossible for him to hear that sound again.
The sound of swords.
Whether it is drawing the sword, swinging the sword, drawing the sword or sheathing the sword.
Or the rustle of a sword piercing the throat, another sword piercing the chest, or a sword cutting the enemy's skin.
He couldn't describe this sound to anyone. He only knew that when the sound of the sword sounded, he was selfless.
So this prince of immortality who had no ambition to make progress began to set out towards the goal of "Sword Master".
Maybe one day I can make a "silent sword" that can soothe all the miserable sounds in the world.
All Huihuan wants now is to wait until the lights of the Eight Immortals Tower in front of him are turned off.
As Lu Ran said, after half the time in the Eight Immortals House, the lights must be turned off as if they were rushing to die.
As if rushing to die...
Thinking of this, Hui Huan couldn't help but smile, thinking that this was what Lu Ran would say, and thinking that when he first met him, his behavior was reckless and exaggerated, and he did look a bit like Bona.
There is also the kind of person who is so hot inside but always looks indifferent.
Strangely enough, it seemed that where Lu Ran was present, the screams became lighter.
Even if I just think of him, even though I am already so close to the Eight Immortals Tower, my voice is not as complicated as before.
Maybe I should bring him with me? This person always seems to have some incredible opportunity.
Thinking of this, Hui Huan smiled again.
"Brother Hui Huan, where are you going?" The red-haired Bona was playing ball in the garden. When he saw Hui Huan, he rushed over to say hello.
"Father said that he would send me to practice Taoism." Hui Huan held a talisman for immortality in his hand. Although the golden light was bright, it seemed too heavy for a child.
Seeing sweat on Huihuan's forehead and chest, Bona asked with concern: "Brother Huihuan, what is cultivating Taoism?"
"I... don't know, I just know that I have to go somewhere far away..." Hui Huan's hands were not only shaking from exertion, but his voice was also shaking.
"Then will you come back?"
"I do not know either……"
Bona didn't say any more, but suddenly squatted down and hugged Hui Huan's feet with his unsteady toddler body.
"Brother Huihuan, your shoelaces are loose."
Bona spent a long time trying, maybe for the first time in his life, to tie Hui Huan's shoelaces.
Then he stood up unsteadily and strode towards a woman behind Hui Huan.
It was a beautiful female swordswoman wearing a green brocade dress.
"Immortal, let me go in place of brother Huihuan."
That year, Bona Achebe was five years old, and Huihuan Achebe was three years old.
It was past midday, and the lights in the Eight Immortals Tower were turned off on time.
it's time.
It's just that the hateful black cat Lu Ran mentioned didn't appear.
Hui Huan got up and climbed onto the roof, quietly took a few steps forward, and then stopped after confirming again that there was no danger.
Where to start?
In the past, he always looked down at the building, but now from a high place, looking at it from above, he discovered some incredible details.
This Eight Immortals Building, excluding the roof and lobby, does have eight floors. Each floor has a different style. If you look carefully, you can see that there is no obvious connection between the floors. It feels like a stack of dishes, one layer after another. The ones that went up were not evenly stacked.
Because of this, when you look at the Eight Immortals Tower, you always feel that it is unstable and even a little shaky.
It is this instability that makes many people feel dizzy at first glance, so they will not notice at all that the windows and doors of the Eight Immortals Tower are all reversed.
Isn't this the evil method of "turning things upside down"?
Suddenly, Hui Huan's sight stopped at the sixth floor of the Eight Immortals Tower.
He was extremely familiar with that style of building, which came from his country.
It was a replica of the Colosseum of Chebegius.
Huan Huan's mind moved and he made a decision.
The sound, which was like the screams of gods and ghosts, had reached its peak at this moment.
