My practice narration is weird

Ye Wuyou suddenly opened his eyes.

For some reason, he felt a palpitation in his heart, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

So he stood up from the ground, stretched out his paw, and scratched his head.

Paw?

And why am I kneeling?

Ye Wuyou, who noticed something was wrong, turned his head to look at the white fluffy fox paw, and then looked at his body, with eight fox tails floating behind him.

Or rather, it should be nine, but the ninth tail was a little illusory, between existence and non-existence, as if it had not yet taken shape.

Ye Wuyou's mind was buzzing for a moment, and then he tried to shake his tail as if possessed by a ghost.

The nine fox tails swayed gently.

Hey, don't say it's quite interesting...

Interesting!!! Why did I become a fox?

The palpitation in his heart became stronger and stronger, and then Ye Wuyou felt that his body seemed to walk forward unconsciously.

He walked out of the cave, and what he saw was a vast grassland full of vitality and green.

The wind blew, and the boundless sea of ​​grass was rippled like waves.

But Ye Wuyou did not look at the beautiful scenery. His perspective unconsciously raised up, and finally his two green eyes like gemstones looked at the sky.

The sky suddenly darkened, and with the roar of thunder, the sky became more and more terrifying.

The terrifying and dark sky was like a magnificent painting at this moment, but it was torn apart by people, and then a touch of scarlet appeared.

The fox stared at the sky, nine fox tails dancing behind it, and a strong breath emanated from it.

But its figure became more and more uneasy, and it neighed, as if it wanted to deter something.

But in the end, the scarlet in the sky became clearer and clearer, and gradually revealed the whole picture.

In the end, the scarlet was reflected in his eyes.

…

“Brother Ye, Brother Ye…”

The voice sounded in Ye Wuyou’s ears, sometimes far and sometimes near.

Ye Wuyou opened his eyes and looked to the side in a daze.

The man in brocade robe squatted on the side, holding a piece of material in his hand to bandage his head. There was a torn crack on the whitened corner of the brocade robe.

“Are you awake? The treatment was successful. Although you lost one eye, we survived.” The man in brocade robe grinned hoarsely.

Ye Wuyou was confused at first, but after feeling his vision narrowed and realizing what had just happened, he jumped up from the ground without caring about his injuries.

He looked around, first seeing that those practitioners who had “resurrected from the dead” had all turned into dry bones at this moment, and he was slightly relieved.

It seems that the matter has been resolved?

But when he looked at the man in brocade robe, his eyes paused slightly.

Why is the other party still there?

A terrible idea emerged in his mind. Could it be that the ghost thing in this place is still there?

But after a careful feeling, he found that he could no longer detect the strange breath, and Ye Wuyou's expression was slightly relieved.

He didn't know why the man in brocade robes, as a "dead man", could still exist now, but he didn't have time to care about him at the moment, there were more important things.

He carefully checked his body, the decay on his body had disappeared, and there were no missing arms and legs.

Except...

He touched the torn silk wrapped around his face, felt the darkness in his right eye, and sighed secretly.

So, he should not have died just now.

If he died, his eyes should be able to recover.

Well, at least he didn't have to waste a life.

Then, Ye Wuyou glanced at the man in brocade robes, turned around and walked towards the well without looking back.

The man in brocade robes was stunned, then got up from the ground and followed him.

The other party's expression was full of gratitude for surviving the disaster, and he couldn't help venting his thoughts in a short distance.

"Brother Ye, you were really horrible just now. I was lying on the ground waiting to die, but I don't know how you jumped up so high and swallowed the eyeball alive."

"Are you feeling uncomfortable now? For example, you have a stomachache and want to go to the bathroom... Don't look at me like that, I just want to know if you can pull that thing out."

"Disgusting? What should I do? After all, that thing is my Qianhuanmen's treasure..."

"Forget it, forget it. It's good enough to survive this battle. If the treasure is gone, it's gone..."

The man in brocade robes kept talking, and Ye Wuyou walked calmly, as if he listened, but also as if he didn't listen.

Soon, the two arrived at the well.

Jump from here and you can go back.

Ye Wuyou glanced at the man in brocade robes who was about to jump down. He suddenly spoke without saying a word all the way, and his expression was silent.

"Do you have any wishes after you get out?"

"Wish?" The man in brocade robes scratched his head, then leaned on his chin and thought.

"You don't have any wishes, the treasures are gone, and it's impossible to rebuild Qianhuanmen in a short time. Just find a mountain to stay and practice hard."

"When we get out, I'll treat you and Brother Ye to a good drink, and I'll tell you about my past."

"To be honest, I really deserved to die in the past. I did a lot of beastly things... But God is like this. People like me who have done so many evil things survived, but good people died. Tsk, don't you think this is outrageous..."

[A dead man, why waste time talking to him, why not kill him again...]

Ye Wuyou listened to the brocade robe man's chattering, rarely interrupting, just nodded silently, and then jumped into the well.

"Wait for me." The man in brocade robe followed and jumped down.

The two figures sank slowly as before, and then Ye Wuyou felt a barrier like a film.

But this time, the film did not stop him, and he passed through easily.

This film barrier seemed to only separate the living from the dead...

There was no ripple in the water, and there was no sound in his ears. Ye Wuyou looked back, his expression was surprised at first, but then there was some understanding in his eyes.

The man in brocade robe was standing in the water at the other end. He kept clapping his hands, but it seemed as if there was a transparent barrier that separated him.

"What is this? Why can't I get through?"

He kept clapping, and finally even used magic skills, and a little light exploded in the water, but it was useless.

The man in brocade robe looked at Ye Wuyou on the other side, wanting to ask for help, but he couldn't make a sound.

The other party was quietly staying on the other side at this moment, looking at him calmly.

Seeing Ye Wuyou's eyes, he finally showed a trace of fear in his eyes, but then his face paused and he looked down at his body.

Then, he looked up, and the expression on his face gradually became complicated.

He opened his mouth and trembled and said a word.

"Brother Ye, do you think I am dead?"

But the sound could not be transmitted, only the rotten well water poured into his body.

The luxurious brocade robe was covered with mud and blood at some point, and the sticky corpse water and rotten meat peeled off his body piece by piece along the water flow.

He raised his hands tremblingly, but saw the eerie white bones.

He remembered.

The man in brocade robe finally remembered.

The dusty memory was unlocked in his mind, slaughtering the village, going up the mountain, until he met Ye Wuyou...

He looked down at his chest, and the hole that penetrated was still clearly visible.

"Haha, haha..." He didn't know whether he wanted to cry or laugh, but as soon as he opened his mouth, water poured into his body.

He stretched out his rotten hand tremblingly, and then heavily wrote a line of black and red words on the invisible barrier.

That was an address.

Then he pointed at the address, and then pointed at Ye Wuyou, and his rotten face showed an emotion that was not sure whether it was resentment or calmness.

Then, he died.

Just like those dead practitioners.

Ye Wuyou watched calmly, and he knew from the beginning to the end that the other party was already a dead man.

He silently looked at the last address left by the man in brocade robes and memorized it in his heart.

Ye Wuyou didn't know what was at that address, and it was not certain whether he would have a chance to go there later.

Finally, he nodded gently at the rotten remains, then turned and left towards the faint but extremely bright light.

In the dead and dim well, there was only a floating corpse left.