Mortal bone

The chains holding the iron balls were drilled from the wind gap at the bottom of the huge bronze door. There are twenty or thirty chains in total, and each chain is tight.

Lu Jianjiu turned a blind eye to this and walked straight towards the bronze gate.

When passing those coffins, Lu Jianjiu turned his head and glanced at those coffins.

These coffins all had no lids, and each of these coffins contained a corpse.

Most of the nine corpses were mutilated and damaged, and their faces could not be seen clearly. Only the head closest to the bronze door was still intact.

If other people were present, they would definitely be shocked by the appearance of this corpse.

Because he and Uncle Jiu were almost carved out of the same mold.

In the end, Uncle Jiu stopped in front of the coffin, and looked at the corpse in the coffin with a somewhat sad gaze.

Then a horrifying scene happened.

The corpse slowly opened its eyes, and then asked Lu Jianjiu with exactly the same tone and tone as Lu Jianjiu:

"Xu Taiping, have you started practicing swords?"

Lu Jianjiu nodded when he heard the words, and then he grinned and said:

"I'm practicing now. He cut down all the plum trees you never forget a few days ago."

"Good cut."

The corpse in the coffin grinned.

Then he slowly closed his eyes again, and murmured weakly:

"Go and talk to senior brother, his popularity is getting weaker and weaker."

Lu Jianjiu frowned and nodded when he heard this, then turned his head and continued to walk quickly towards the huge bronze door.

"Brother."

Coming to the huge bronze door, Lu Jianjiu yelled at the other end of the door, and then sat down very skillfully in the right corner of the bronze door.

"Huh? Oh, it's Ah Jiu, how did you get in?"

A tired voice came from the door.

He seemed to have forgotten that it was he who let Lu Jianjiu in just now.

"Brother, drink."

Lu Jianjiu didn't explain, but rolled the wine gourd through the gap at the bottom of the bronze door.

The rolling sound lasted for as long as a cup of tea before it stopped.

Then Lu Jianjiu heard a joyful voice from the other end:

"This year's wine is much better than last time."

Immediately, the rolling sound of the gourd sounded again.

"Well, during that time, I just wasn't in the mood to make wine."

Lu Jianjiu smiled upon hearing this, then nodded and said.

"Junior brother, the door inside is being pushed open more and more frequently. Those dirty things may be plotting something recently. You have to be careful."

Along with the rolling sound of the wine gourd, the old and hoarse voice sounded again from behind the bronze door.

"Brother, can you handle it?"

Jian Jiu frowned and asked.

"It should be fine for a few more years, but now I can remember less and less. The only people who can remember their appearance are you and Tong'er."

A long sigh came from the other side of the bronze door.

At this time, the wine gourd just rolled to Jian Jiu's side.

The silent Jian Jiu seemed to be remembering something, and after a long time, he picked up the wine gourd and took a sip.

"When I don't even recognize your voice, it's about time for you, Junior Brother, to come in. You don't have to be soft at that time, because if you can't even remember Junior Brother, that person must not be me, Zhou Ang."

The voice behind the bronze door became serious.

"I will."

Lu Jianjiu nodded, and then rolled the wine gourd through the bottom crack of the door.

"I heard that you have accepted a disciple?"

Asked Zhou Ang behind the bronze door.

"Ah."

Lu Jianjiu smiled.

"How is it compared to Su Chan?"

"A hundred times better than Su Chan."

Hearing this, there was a burst of hearty laughter from the other side of the bronze door.

"You kid, you praised Su Chan like that back then."

Zhou Ang scolded with a smile.

"Brother, you remember wrongly."

Jian Jiu insisted.

"Okay, okay, I remember wrong."

The sound of Zhou Ang pouring wine came from the other side of the bronze door.

"Brother, do you regret it?"

Jian Jiu suddenly asked a question without beginning or end.

There was a long silence behind the bronze door, and it was only when the rolling sound of wine gourds sounded again that Zhou Ang said firmly:

"I, Zhou Ang, have no regrets for being able to guard this gate for all sentient beings!"

But immediately, there was a hoarse "sobbing" sound from behind the bronze door, and then Zhou Ang started talking nonsense to himself.

The tone of the voice was sometimes like a boy, sometimes like an old man, and sometimes like a woman, and what he was talking about was full of gossip from some parents.

Jian Jiu bit his lip.

After a long sigh, he picked up the wine gourd that had rolled to his mouth.

But when he opened the cork to drink, he found that the wine gourd was empty.

"Junior brother, let's go."

"Time is running out, finish what you want to do, meet the people you want to see, see the scenery you want to see, and come see me again."

"Of course, you don't have to come to see me, no one will blame you."

Zhou Ang's faint sigh came from behind the bronze door.

Hearing this, Jian Jiu silently stood up holding the wine gourd, then turned his head to look at the bronze door and said, "Senior brother has no regrets, and Jian Jiu also has no regrets for the original promise to the master. When I finish everything, I will come Change to you, brother."

As he said that, he carried the wine gourd and walked towards the entrance of the cave in a leisurely manner.

……

ten days later.

the sixth peak.

early morning.

“师姐！……”

Lin Buyu, who never had nightmares, suddenly sat up on the bed, a fine layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"You actually had a nightmare?"

Her second soul, Lin Buyan, was also frightened and jumped out of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"I dreamed that Senior Sister Zi Yan was standing in front of me covered in blood, as if she wanted to say something to me, but I couldn't understand a word."

Lin Buyu frowned.

"It's not a good thing that you have nightmares."

Lin Buyan's tone became serious.

"The key is that this dream is too real, and the scene in the dream is something I have never seen before."

Lin Buyu rubbed his eyebrows and continued.

"What scene? Tell me."

Lin Buyan asked.

"The sky is full of snow, there are ruins everywhere, huge palaces, abandoned temples, their styles are all I have never seen before, as if they were built for giants, and among these abandoned palaces and temples , with large patches of small blue flowers growing."

Lin Buyu continued to rub the center of his brows while trying to recall.

Hearing this, Lin Buyan suddenly fell silent.

"Why didn't you speak?"

Lin Buyu couldn't help asking.

"If my memory is correct, this should be Yunjing, the capital of the Land of Thousand Buddhas among the wild ancient ruins, also known as the Snow Capital."

Lin Buyan said in a very solemn tone.