When Feng Bujue saw this scene, his mind seemed to explode, and countless thoughts suddenly emerged.
But these thoughts did not make his thoughts confused. On the contrary, he was very calm and thought about problems faster and more efficiently than usual.
After only two seconds, he decisively started taking action.
His fright value is still zero, and his steps and movements are calm and steady, but the look on his face is rarely serious.
Feng Bujue first picked up the piece of equipment [Spider Silk Gloves] and equipped it directly. At the same time, he put the flashlight into his pocket and walked over to pick up the rainy lantern.
He held the lantern in front of his eyes and carefully observed the footprints on the ground. After repeated inspections, he confirmed the direction in which Xiyu was pulled out, and then set off towards that direction.
When he was alone, Feng Bujue walked very fast. Previously, he had considered that Xi Yu was behind him, so he consciously slowed down, and also to look for any items and equipment that could be discovered in the forest.
But now, Feng Bujue rushed to save people alone. As a person without the psychological barrier of fear, given him a five-meter visual range, he could move forward as fast as he could even if he was in hell.
The further he walked forward, the thicker the surrounding darkness became. Even the air seemed to be stagnant, and the strange sounds in his ears disappeared. Soon, Feng Bujue was surrounded by a deathly silence.
.
Suddenly, an open space appeared in front of him. There was a wooden stake in the middle of the open space, and Xiyu was tied to the stake with a heavy iron chain. She was tied to the middle of the wooden stake, and her feet were still half a meter away from the ground.
, the entire middle part of the body was tied up with chains, and wrapped as tightly as a rice dumpling, except for the shoulders and knees.
Seeing his teammates, Feng Bujue was half relieved. After taking a long breath, he smiled and said: "What are these? Kebabs made by giants?"
Siyu had no time to joke with him. She reminded him seriously: "She is nearby."
"I know." Feng Bujue replied, "It's just... I don't understand. Since she can catch you easily, why doesn't she catch me too? Besides... is she already this strong? Then
What else are we playing? There is something wrong with this..." As he spoke, he held up the lantern and looked around. At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately put his hand into the inner pocket of his jacket.
…
"Guess what." A third voice came, a little girl's sweet voice.
Feng Bujue turned his head when he heard the sound and saw Ling'er. She was wearing a small coat of coarse cloth. Her hair was combed into braids. Her face was quite cute, but her face was very pale. The most inconsistent thing was that her expression looked completely different.
It's a child.
"I guess so..." Feng Bujue actually laughed when facing the ghost: "Ha... you took my friend away, expecting me to be scared, panicked, and wander around looking for him like a headless chicken. But you
Unexpectedly, I didn't show what you wanted to see at all, so you went straight to the next stage, um... probably planning... to torture us for fun?"
"so smart."
The moment the bell's voice reached his ears, Feng Bujue's vision suddenly went dark. Then he felt a small hand pinch his neck, but he was completely unable to resist. His body was pulled and moved vaguely.
At that moment, he seemed to hear Xiyu shouting something, but he didn't hear it clearly.
After a few seconds, he came back to his senses and found that he was also tied to a wooden stake with iron chains. The lantern in his hand was missing, but the unique light curtain was shining from behind him at this moment.
"So powerful..." Feng Bujue whispered.
"Hey, how are you?" Xiyu's voice sounded from behind his head.
"Eh?" Feng Bujue turned his neck nearly ninety degrees as much as possible. Only then did he realize that he and Xiyu were tied to two sides of the same wooden stake. He immediately smiled bitterly and said: "I said Ling'er Xiao
Sister, you are quite good at playing."
At this time, Ling'er was seen holding a lantern and walking slowly in front of Feng Bujue. This boss actually took away the player's equipment, which Feng Bujue was quite surprised by.
"Do you know how many years I have been in this world? Is that what you called me, little sister?" Ling'er said. Her tone and look were indeed no different from those of an adult, and even looked more mature than the average adult.
"I thought women wanted to be called that no matter what age they are." Feng Bujue looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water: "So... Sister Ling'er, can I ask what your plans are?
How to torture us?"
"Yeah...how to torture...you look like you're not even afraid of death..." Ling'er put her young hands to her mouth, plucked her lips with one finger and said, "By the way...you seem to be quite strong..."
You care about her, right?"
Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he felt a chill in his heart, but he immediately squeezed out a smile: "Haha... Actually, it's not as bad as you imagined..."
Ling'er didn't hear what he said, so she walked around the wooden pile and came to the side and rear blind spot where Feng Bujue could see.
The next second, Xiyu let out a painful groan.
Feng Bujue could clearly feel the chains on his body tightening violently, and at the same time, a faint smell of blood filled the air.
When Ling'er returned to Feng Bujue's sight, she still held the lantern in her right hand, and in her left hand, she was holding one of Xiyu's feet.
The foot was torn off at the calf, all bones and flesh were exposed, and it was still dripping with blood.
Ling'er's fair face was splashed with many drops of blood, but she just showed a bloody smile, "What do you think I should bring next time?"
"I'm fine..." Xiyu's voice trembled, as if he wanted to make Feng Bujue feel at ease.
"Sure enough... the villagers of Cangling Town did not kill you by mistake." At this moment, Feng Bujue's face looked extremely cold and emotionless, and his eyes were as sharp as if he could see into other people's souls: "If you go well
When you grow up, I’m afraid there will never be peace in this world.”
Ling'er threw the stump in her hand to the ground and sneered: "Where do you start talking about this?"
"I saw the scene before you were burned to death in front of Zangling Temple. There was one detail that puzzled me." Feng Bujue replied: "Why do you call your mother 'mom'? Generally speaking,
, should I call you 'Mother'?" He paused, and then said: "Also, I always have a feeling. Your crying and your words are both a bit of a performance, and they seem to be deliberately trying to gain sympathy."
Ling'er's eyes changed, and the smile gradually disappeared from her face.
"Whether it was when you were burned to death or after you died, the villagers all categorically called you a monster." Feng Bujue continued: "What they revealed from the beginning to the end was only anger and fear, but I
I didn’t feel any guilt at all, why?” He tilted his head: “As long as a person has a conscience, no matter how ignorant he is... his conscience will definitely feel uneasy after doing something wrong. This uneasiness does not come from fear.
, but comes from inner self-condemnation." He squinted at Ling'er condescendingly: "The villagers in Cangling Town did not have that kind of emotion. Their reactions showed that everything they did was based on the most basic
Conclusion. And they are convinced that you are a monster."
"Ha..." Feng Bujue laughed: "Ever since we entered the mountain, you began to mislead us. What we saw and heard made us preconceptionally believe that you were a ghost who died unjustly, and you were alive.
She's just an innocent little girl." He snorted coldly and continued: "When I heard the villagers blaming you for things like 'it doesn't rain, crops die in the fields, children are born with disabilities', etc.
Their trust is at its lowest point.
Maybe this is my personal likes and dislikes, because the words in their mouths are the same as the reasons for burning innocent women as witches in the European Middle Ages. A group of ignorant fools attribute all their happiness to the gift of God,
Then blame all the misfortunes on a fictitious fact, and let a scapegoat be burned alive for those unwarranted crimes, so that this group of fools can live with peace of mind for the next few days.
Such things were common in ancient times and all over the world. I think you should agree with me on this, right?"
"I don't understand what you are talking about..." Ling'er replied in a deep voice.
"Really?" Feng Bujue said: "Then do you know that the word 'mother' refers to the bustard mother in the Song Dynasty. In the Qing Dynasty, it was changed to a title for older women. After the New Culture Movement, it became common
Used to address mother.
So, in the era when you were killed, you could call me ‘Mother’, ‘Mother’ or simply use the word ‘Mother’, but not ‘Mama’.”
"Just because of this detail... you think I am..." Ling'er glared at Feng Bujue.
"I haven't determined who you are yet, but I can make a few bold assumptions." Feng Bujue interrupted: "For example... a person with super powers who can see the future since birth; a little girl who has traveled from the future to
The soul in the body; or some kind of powerful consciousness higher than this dimension?"
Ling'er's expression suddenly changed, and after a few seconds, it became extremely gloomy again, "Huh... Let's just assume that your reasoning is correct..." At this moment, she didn't care to say words like 'reasoning', so she simply said it clearly.
: "Yes, I am indeed some kind of higher will. I was exiled to this world and turned into this little girl named Linger. My body is as weak as an ant, but I can still use some special powers.
Originally, I hid it well, but unfortunately... after accidentally killing my 'parents', my abilities were discovered, and some of the things I had done before... were also exposed one after another. When the villagers found out the truth, they arrested me
Live and burn to death.
Even if I lose my body, I will become an earth-bound spirit, subject to many restrictions. Therefore, I can only harvest souls on this mountain, and cannot get involved in the world outside Hidden Bell Town."
Feng Bujue continued: "Since the words of those villagers are true, the words of the tree and the monk are naturally lies. If you understand this, many problems will be solved." He sneered: "Those two monsters all hinted
We, Ling'er, are ghosts who died unjustly. And with this wrong view, we were led to enter the realm of Ling'er, come to this island, and fall into your hands..."
"You are wrong." Ling'er replied: "How can simple-minded undead possessors like them know my secret?"
"I see..." Feng Bujue said thoughtfully, "They were also deceived by you..."
"Only by deceiving them first can they help me lead all the monks and Taoists who go up the mountain to catch ghosts to the realm of the bell." Ling'er replied with a smile; "That's why no one can transcend me.
'ghost'."
"I still don't understand something. Over the years, there have been so many eminent monks and Taoists, but none of them can be your opponent?" Feng Bujue asked.
"There is only one." Ling'er replied: "His magical power is so strong that he can fight me equally and escape unscathed." She snorted coldly: "This man does have some abilities. After he escaped, he could hide his secrets.
All the villagers in Ling Town were driven away, the town was renamed Cangling, and the landscape of the place was reorganized, in an attempt to resolve my 'grievances' in this way. Hmph...it's a pity. I'm not an injustice at all, even if
In another thousand years, he will not be reincarnated."
"Well..." Feng Bujue muttered, "Very good. I have no problem anymore."
Ling'er's face once again showed a cruel look: "Then it's my turn to ask questions... a traveler from another world?" She threatened: "What will happen if you don't answer well? You should
Is it clear?"
"A traveler from another world?" Feng Bujue asked suspiciously, "So before you passed through your soul, you were a subordinate of the Four Pillar Gods? And your level seems to be quite high."
"You know quite a lot..." Ling'er raised her little hand, "But it's my question time now. Who allowed you to talk nonsense?" She waved her hand casually, trying to use telepathy to move Feng Bujue's leg.
Tear it off.
Unexpectedly... nothing happened...
"Huh?" She tried twice more, but still no response.
"It's strange, why are you out of control? Could it be..." Feng Bujue showed a chilling expression. As he spoke, one of his arms actually poked out from the gap in the iron chain. His hand
Wearing gloves, there is a small silver bell stuck to the palm of his hand. To be precise, it is a bell that has been pinched, deformed and damaged. "...Did something stop working?"
It turned out that a few minutes ago, when he put his hand into the inner pocket of his jacket, the bell had already been absorbed into his palm.
"As soon as I came here, I asked a question, 'Is she already this strong? Then what else are we playing with?' I think you heard this sentence." Feng Bujue actually said something.
He broke free from the chains and stood firmly on the ground.
At the same time, due to his breaking free, Siyu who was tied on the other side was also loosened. Although she was not completely free from the chains, she had landed on one foot and her arms could move to a certain extent.
"Destroy the bell." Feng Bujue said loudly without looking back.
When Xiyu heard this, he immediately took out his bell from his bag and smashed it on the hard ground at his feet. The silver bell was deformed and destroyed.
Ling'er's face turned ugly, but her loli face was still very cute with this look on her face.
"As for me, I often ask questions with my mouth, and the answers pop up in my mind. I think this is the result of years of training." Feng Bujue continued what he just said: "There were many hypotheses running through my mind at that moment.
I won’t go into detail here. The more reliable thing is... in the Bell Realm, your power is stronger than in the outside world; and on this island, your power is stronger than in other places in the Bell Realm.
; But the most important thing is that there is something, something that we must have brought with us when we came here, so that you can play with us in the midst of applause."
Feng Bujue said, throwing the bell in his hand to the ground and stepping on it: "After entering the mountain, we got these two bells from your minions, huh... my reaction was also a little slow.
Shoot. It says on it [this little bell seems to have a connection with a powerful evil spirit], such an obvious reminder... Fortunately, I still had time to squeeze the bell before I was tied up by you.
Get it in hand." He said, quickly came to Siyu and gave him SCP500.
Xiyu didn't hesitate and immediately took a piece. The next second, her broken foot began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"The Taoist priest who fought you to a draw must be a smart man. Before he was fatally injured by you, he realized the problem and threw away the bell." Feng Bujue said: "And we can only be said to be lucky.
, because we are the so-called ‘visitors from another world’.”
Ling'er's expression changed several times, but finally returned to a calm and ruthless look, "Have you ever considered it? Why did that Taoist priest still end up with me in the end?"
Before she finished speaking, she turned into a black shadow in an instant and rushed towards Feng Bujue and Xiyu.
