[Gu Jian III] The Days I Worked in Xuanyuan Hill

A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost.Gu Xiaobai completely disregarded what he swore before and shouted "My ancestor is Gu Changning", and questioned and angrily ridiculed the identities of Jinyun and me in all directions.

It's just because the force is too low, no amount of ridicule can be forcibly suppressed, and he was sulking while climbing the tower under Jin Yun's arm.

It is a tower, but the structure of this building is not too different from that of a modern high-rise office building. Each floor of the six or seven floors has thousands of square meters, and it is full of various things that I can recognize but not baby.From the beginning when I saw the gold, silver and jewelry "Move all away!" to the numbness later, I was a little surprised when I got to the top floor and saw the almost empty room.

"Is this gone? Are you sure there are none in the boxes below?" I asked.

Gu Yebai's expression was also confused: "It shouldn't be... We have searched all the below, and it is true that the more important things are on the upper level, how come..."

"I said, where do you have the confidence to think that a human arm can be preserved until now, and it is still regarded as the 'most important'? Let me tell you, that thing might have turned to ashes long ago."

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that what I said made sense. This kid vowed to come and retrieve the family treasure.But why do demons help me preserve my body for thousands of years?Maybe they snatched my arm back then to avenge that primordial demon, and if they snatched it, they would be crushed?

Compared with the full shelves below, this floor is almost completely empty.Several stone boxes were neatly placed there in rows, but most of them had their lids open, and the inside was as clean as if it had been robbed.The few that have lids are covered with dust that has not been touched for at least ten years.

Gu Yebai took out a strange thing, carefully checked the surroundings, and after confirming that there were no traps, he couldn't wait to walk over.He skipped over those empty boxes and unpacked the remaining ones one by one like I unpacked the express delivery back then.

"Magic core? Hey, this size is at least 500 years old, good thing."

"Emperor Xuandan? This...isn't this a human thing? No matter, take it first."

"Bone? This, this is the ancestor demon..."

Jinyun and I stood by the side boredly watching Gu Yebai unpack the courier. I have to say that although this kid is not as powerful as his ancestor in combat, he is obviously much more knowledgeable than the illiterate Zhao Ye. It looked like a tattered thing. I was bored waiting aside, and my eyes fell on the pile of dusty empty boxes.

The box was quite heavy, so I reached out and wiped off the thick layer of ash on the top, revealing the wood grain underneath. I don’t know if it’s just like this or because it’s too old. The wood color is not the usual one, but blood red.Mottled, deep and shallow, as if just splashed blood, fresh, ferocious and heavy.

After staring at the box for a long time, for some reason, my heart suddenly panicked.

As if I had been scalded, I threw the box aside with a trembling hand, but Jinyun next to me quickly reached out to catch it.He fixed his eyes on the bottom of the box, and it took him a long time before he said, "There are words below."

"what?"

I stretched my head over and took a look. Sure enough, I was all focused on the blood-stained wooden board just now, and I didn't notice some scratches underneath.Jinyun's fingers traced along the trace, and he was slightly taken aback.

The words on it are not the current ones, but we all know them.

Those were the characters that Ji Xuanyuan had been using since his time, and they were probably passed down from an even older age.

I was still in a daze, but Jinyun had already picked up several empty boxes next to him, and he looked over one by one, his expression becoming more and more serious.The same word is inscribed on the bottom of each one - "Traitor".

traitor.

traitor!

The strokes are scribbled, deeply embedded in the blood-splattered wood, as if the writer is full of deep-seated hatred.

"What is this? Do you understand?"

Gu Yebai raised his head suspiciously to look over, he was still holding a wooden box with things in his hand, I snatched it with my hands, as expected, there was also a deep scratch on the bottom.My fingers trembled a little, and I traced along the strokes. Compared with the boxes just now, the font on this one was more scribbled, and the rough wood grain was like the engraver's angry ups and downs. A wooden thorn dug hard into my finger.

"what!"

It was obviously just a small thorn, but it seemed like a needle pierced directly into my bone marrow.I screamed in pain, a few drops of blood flowed out, and penetrated into the blood-red wood grain very quickly, as if being swallowed by a greedy monster.Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden grinding sound in the room.

The ground trembled slightly, the three of us stared wide-eyed, looking at the wall that was slowly separating from the middle in front of us, and the room hidden behind the wall.

Probably because of the air, the candlelight on the three walls gradually lit up, reflecting a huge painting facing us.

The painting shows a majestic and magnificent city. A man and a woman are standing side by side in front of the city gate. They are dressed gorgeously. Their necks and wrists are decorated with animal teeth, gold ornaments and turquoise. Holding a giant sword with a strange shape, he looked forward vigilantly, as if he was about to jump out of the painting in the next second.

The face of the woman there was exactly the same as mine.

My lips trembled slightly, my eyes stared straight at the painting in front of me, and I couldn't make a sound or move.As if his soul had been pulled away, he stared blankly at the person who was almost as tall as a real person in front of him.

In an instant, many strange pictures flashed through my mind.It's obviously not my memory, but it feels so familiar to me.Those images flashed and disappeared quickly, as if more and more people were queuing up at the narrow subway ticket gates. Finally, I couldn't hold back anymore, and a cry that I didn't understand myself blurted out——

"Shang Ling, I..."

Before I could finish my words, I was interrupted by the violent shaking of the ground.

The candlelight in the room was flickering, and the already dim picture became flickering, and the lifelike characters on it seemed to be alive in the flickering light and shadow, giving me the illusion that they were rushing towards me .

No, not an illusion.

Accompanied by a thunder-like roar resounding in my ears, the man in the painting was holding a huge sword and rushed towards my eyes with a gust of howling wind!

"traitor--"

The gust of wind scraped my skin fiercely, and the killing intent seemed to turn into substance, forcing a sudden chill to my back.There was no time to dodge, I was dumbfounded watching the heroic handsome who suddenly turned from a paper man into a reality, but I was not as ecstatic as I was before when I made up a paper man alive.

Who is he?

Why did he want to kill me?

To whom did I say that sentence?What means?

So many thoughts were crowded in my head that I didn't even have the consciousness to raise my hand.I only heard the sound of "clang", and a black shadow was already in front of my eyes, firmly resisting the sword that the man chopped down.

"Don't stand still, this guy is very strong, I can't stop it alone!"

Jinyun shouted sharply, pulling me back from my chaotic thoughts.He held the Yong'an sword horizontally with both hands, and the blade of the sword firmly pressed against the blade cut by the figure in front of him.The man was more than two meters tall, with a handsome face and a menacing look in his eyebrows. His whole body exuded a faint white light, and his figure was a little erratic in the halo. It was obvious at a glance that he was definitely not a living person. look.He seemed to have heard what Jinyun said to me, and his eyes turned to me, and the evil spirit in his eyes suddenly became a little bit more, with a roar, the blade directly picked up Jinyun's sword, and rushed towards me regardless.

"..."

I think the feng shui of Wu Zhi's tomb may not be very good, otherwise why did I suddenly become a T after I was reborn there this time?Whether it's the Great Heavenly Demon or the living paper man in front of him, he would rather take the damage and chase me to death, it's definitely Wu Yan's fault!

However, Wu Yan is not here, so I can only wait for the next time I see him to settle accounts together, and then concentrate on avoiding the attack in front of me.

"Traitor!" He yelled again, and slashed at the top of my head with a knife.

The knife was so powerful that even I didn't dare to resist, so I could only yell back while dodging: "Who is a traitor?! I said who are you? I haven't seen you before. Where did you come from?!"

"traitor!!"

"I told you I don't know you anymore! Although the person in the painting looks a lot like me, it's been thousands of years now, you can't target me just because of my looks!"

"traitor!!!"

"...Are you a repeater and only this one sentence?!"

I finally understood that although the guy in front of him looked alive, he might not actually have his own consciousness.Or maybe the only consciousness left in him is the hatred for the woman who looks like me in the painting.

I grabbed the lamp post on the wall with one hand and swung behind the man with my strength. I raised my sword and slashed at his back fiercely, but the sword edge penetrated the figure without hindrance, and he was not harmed in any way. He turned around and continued to rush towards me with a loud roar.

The failure of this knife was really unexpected. I was stunned for about a second, and it was too late to dodge. I watched that equally illusory knife approaching me.

... I can't cut him down, maybe this knife can't kill me?

Jinyun didn't give me a chance to verify this fluke idea. He grabbed my neck with one hand and threw me aside like a sandbag, accompanied by his stern shout: "Be careful! This person is a phantom, and ordinary attacks are impossible. Useless!"

I jumped up and yelled back at him: "I got it! Since you know it too, why are you rushing forward? Could it be that you..."

Jinyun stood there with his back to me, showing no intention of retreating.His brows were stern, he bent down slightly, and the fingers of his left hand quickly slid across the edge of Yong'an's sword. After the finger was cut, there was a faint bloodstain on it.When Phantom's knife struck in front of him, Jin Yun swung his sword to meet him.

When the knife collided with the blade, I finally knew that this guy might only have weapons all over his body, not phantoms.

The huge force that could almost collapse the entire tower erupted, and the surrounding walls collapsed. Gu Yebai let out a cry, and almost fell from the collapsed window. I threw a rope to let him He grabbed it, but he didn't turn his head back, he stared intently at the place where Jinyun and Phantom fought.

Under the shimmering figure, even Jin Yun seemed to have become unreal.Everything seemed to sway slightly with the water waves, revealing a sense of unreality that would collapse at the touch of a touch.

In the water waves, where Yong'an's sword touched, I clearly saw a layer of red film, like a creeping tiger spreading rapidly, penetrating along the place where the sword meets.

"traitor."

Phantom's eyes began to turn red, and he stared at Jinyun in front of him without focus, but his voice seemed to weaken instantly.I stood quite far away from him, and I only saw the place where the red spread was broken into pieces as if the ice and snow melted. At the end, those eyes seemed to glance at me, and the lips moved slightly, making a sound. There is a new line that seems to be whispering:

"Have you regretted it?"

...What do you mean, isn't this guy a pure repeater?

I lowered my head and thought about the meaning of the last hidden line. I don’t know why, so many loud roars did not affect me, but this sentence was like a magic sound pouring into my brain, and it was still echoing in my ears until the phantom disappeared.

Do you regret it?

Are you sorry?

?

"Do you regret it?"

I was so irritated by that noise, I didn't pay attention to the difference in the last one, I couldn't help but raised my head and shouted: "What are you regretting? A real man never says he regrets!"

When the voice fell to the ground, I realized the strange silence around me.

The phantom had disappeared, but Jin Yun and Gu Yebai did not relax, but faced the window with a more tense posture.A figure appeared there at some point, so tall that it almost filled the window, with long gray hair blowing in the night wind, staring coldly at me with a pair of beast-like vertical pupils.

"You're still back." He said, his voice was exactly the same as the last sentence I thought was an auditory hallucination, "Do you regret it?"