Seeing those two pairs of ghost claws, Yu Wuya was about to catch him, and Yu Wuya's eyes narrowed.

Sudden.

The huge old peach tree suddenly glowed, as if an ancient scolding voice sounded: "Netherworldly ghosts still dare to harm people!"

I saw countless peach blossoms swaying, and strands of crystal light gathered together, turning into a huge blurred face in the crown of the tree.

The moment the human face appeared, a wave of awe-inspiring righteousness roared out and hit the two ghosts.

"Chichi..."

"ah!"

Green smoke erupted from the bodies of the two ghosts, and they let out ear-piercing screams. Then they quickly turned into two lines of smoke, one black and one white, and hid in the chessboard.

At this time, Yu Wuya recovered.

It turned out that all the thoughts he had before were all illusions. It was the Yin Qi of these two ghosts that aroused the deepest fear in his heart...

"Brother, are you okay?"

The huge face on the peach tree asked. The face looked very elegant, wearing a scribe's hat, and seemed to be an ordinary scholar.

"Thank you."

Yu Wuya cupped his hands in front of this face and said doubtfully: "Looking at your appearance, you seem to be a scholar, but an ordinary scholar..."

"How can an ordinary scholar repel a ghost that even the supreme giant can't do anything about, right?" The huge face smiled, as if it meant something profound.

"Is it convenient to let me know?" Yu Wuya said politely.

"Nothing inconvenient."

The scholar smiled elegantly, then showed a wry smile, shook his head and said: "I feel ashamed to say that these two ghosts are actually paintings written by Xiaosheng..."

"kindness?!"

Yu Wuya's eyes gleamed.

"There is no doubt, it is my painting."

The scholar sighed and shook his head and said: "I painted this painting back then, and then fell asleep under the peach tree. As a result... haha, when I woke up, there was nothing, not even the original world."

"And I became a soul attached to the peach tree, and then gradually, I found that the transformation began to channel spirits, and two ghosts were born..."

"Are you not from this era?"

Yu Wuya's eyes shone with a sharp light, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his thoughts were very uneasy.

"Era? Maybe."

The scholar smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "I don't know how long I have lived? But the era when I was born? It is indeed completely different from you now, and the era I lived in? There was no such practice as yours."

Yu Wuya took a deep breath to digest this earth-shattering statement, which had a huge impact on him.

"I know it may be difficult for you to accept it? But in the era I live in, there is indeed no cultivation system like yours."

"At that time? It seemed like the world was very small. The world was ruled by emperors, scholars obtained academic titles, soldiers fought on the battlefield, men farmed and women weaved."

"A world like yours now? To us at that time? It was just a myth... Haha, no, it is more exaggerated than a myth. Even one of your great emperors is more terrifying than any existence in our myths."

But at this time? He suddenly showed a playful look.

"Do you suddenly feel a sense of superiority? Do you feel that your current world is better than our world? It is more advanced than our world?"

Yu Wuya frowned and asked, "Isn't it?"

"Haha? Then think about it again, who am I?" At this time? The scholar's face once again showed a look that was half-smile but not a smile.

Yu Wuya's pupils shrank slightly!

"Have you noticed? I'm just a down-and-out scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam."

The scholar smiled and said: "However, I am such an insignificant? A powerless scholar? The paintings I drew? But I can transform into ghosts that make your supreme giants helpless... Think about it carefully, isn't it scary?

?”

“Do you ever feel like you’re overthinking it?”

The scholar raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu Wuya.

Yu Wuya took a deep breath. Indeed, such a thing, even in his current state of mind, would cause huge waves.

Fortunately, he is a time traveler.

If other people came over, they would not be able to understand these words at all, and would only regard this scholar as a crazy man with monstrous strength!

He was silent for a moment, and then asked: "What exactly do you want to express?"

The scholar smiled mysteriously and said: "What I want to express is that in the world, there is no strong or weak, and there is no so-called high and low."

"Sometimes, being extremely strong can be a weakness, and being extremely weak can also be a strong one."

"It's just like one of your great emperors can destroy our gods and Buddhas, but one of our sour scholars, perhaps with just a pen, can create a world that is not weaker than you, or even more powerful than you.

world……"

"In the final analysis, every world just has different rules."

"The order of heaven and earth appears to you as the ultimate power, but in other worlds, it may appear as the fate of the country and the people's hearts, it may appear as freedom and justice, or it may appear as the most conventional power and wealth..."

Yu Wuya was still in the fog, as if he had caught something, but he didn't.

He asked again: "What do you want to express, or what do you want to do?"

The scholar took a deep breath, and the huge face quickly shrank, finally turning into a sour scholar wearing a thin blue gown.

He put his hands behind his back, stood on the top of the peach tree, looked at the distant sky, and murmured in a low voice: "I want to be free..."

"I've been trapped here for too long, too long...so long that I don't even know the meaning of my existence and why I exist..."

Yu Wuya was shocked when he heard this lonely voice. He didn't know how to describe this feeling, only an indescribable melancholy.

How long has this person lived?

He had a hunch that this person would be the most unfathomable person he had ever met.

"If you want to be liberated, what does it have to do with me?" Yu Wuya took a deep breath and asked.

"Well..." The scholar pondered for a moment and said, "Let me tell you this, I am stuck in a very embarrassing situation now."

"As long as I take one step further, I will be eternally free and at ease. But I am stuck here, so I will never be reincarnated... Even if I want to die, I can't die..."

Yu Wuya’s mouth twitched!

What kind of bullshit luck is this?!

Why do I feel like you're showing off?

"Are you invincible?"

Yu Wuya asked tentatively.

“So what if you’re invincible, so what if you’re not invincible?”

The scholar smiled and shook his head and said: "No one can kill me, and I can't kill anyone... Well, I haven't tried it, but this is how I feel."

"Okay, I'll just believe that you really can't die. Then how did you get to this point?" Yu Wuya asked, resisting the urge to curse.

"I don't know either."

The scholar shook his head and said: "I remember that back then, I went to Beijing to take the exam, but I got tired on the way and fell asleep leaning against a peach tree. This sleep was a sign of the changes in the world, the passage of time, and the changes of eras."

"When I wake up, my soul is on this peach tree, and my body has been rotting for countless years, but my will is immortal, and I have even been vaguely exposed to the most unspeakable things in the world."

"I don't know what it is, and I can't say it, pass it on, express it, or even understand it, but... it makes me immortal, but it also prevents me from being freed."
Chapter completed!