The soul has been out of body for more than half a year, 183 days to be precise.
The conjurer's high-precision perception of changes in things allows her to rigorously record the passage of time like a clock. But now the only reference for this ability is herself, and it seems that the role it can play is only
It's just a meaningless record of death.
She didn't know if this had broken the relevant records in the other world, but she knew that her condition was very, very bad, and she might be only one step away from death.
Still the same question, is she really still alive?
The legend of the "corpse-dissolving immortal" has been circulating in the East Asian cultural circle since ancient times. Although the details vary, the general idea is that the practitioner abandons the physical body, leaves the body, and travels between heaven and earth, thus possessing incredible powers.
magical means. However, their life trajectories unexpectedly and neatly drew a parabola, falling into the abyss of despair at the finale.
Maybe in a few years or decades, there will be an example of "Snake Whispering" added to the footnotes about the "Corpse Immortal". But her more likely ending will still be like the blowing, flowing and tearing clouds in front of her eyes.
In that way, it was annihilated silently, without any trace left.
The speed of the spirit body's decay can be determined without any precise perception. The end is getting closer and closer, and the spirit body itself has gradually lost the power to move independently. Therefore, in the past two days, Snake Language has no longer been like a behind-the-scenes spirit, following Gong Qi in the cloud world.
Wandering.
Gong Qi responded indifferently to this.
The relationship between Snake Yu and Gong Qi has undergone obvious changes, and the results are destructive.
Needless to say, on Snake Yu's side, there are emotions such as hope and despair, vigilance and numbness; on Gong Qi's side, half a year has passed, no matter how gloomy and sophisticated he is, he cannot perfectly control his emotions all the time:
Confusion, doubt, fear, irritability and anxiety, these prisoner-like negative elements, are emitted bit by bit, intermittently and continuously, and are received by the snake language.
Finally, at a certain moment on a certain day, these accumulated elements broke through the limit of the hope in Sheyu's heart. Finally, the net of will could not bear the desperate truth. Sheyu broke out and questioned Gong Qi face to face for more than half a year.
Actions that have made no progress include, of course, the essence of Gong Qi’s own activities here.
Then, all the truth is revealed.
Gong Qi, this arrogant and extraordinary person who seems to have everything in mind, is actually just a prisoner trapped in this cloud world. There is no essential difference between their situations, it's just that Gong Qi treats him
The degree of dependence on the physical body is smaller, the arrangements for the escape route are more secure, and there is an association of capable people as a backing, etc...
Oh, all these accumulated together are actually a qualitative difference! The difference is so big that it makes Snakeyu jealous and goes crazy with jealousy!
There is an association of capable people behind Gong Qi, but she is just a wandering soul who travels alone. She has no one she can fully trust, and she does not have the strength to consolidate this trust, even B, who is extremely rare in the world and has inheritance.
A super curse mage can only carefully manage his base in the cracks between various forces.
Over the years, she has only found a deformed tree demon who seems to be loyal but is increasingly incomprehensible. She has only built a prototype of a small and unattractive cult, and some deceptive designs...
In the out-of-body state, she can use these designs to persist for two months, three months, or at most half a year. If it continues to be extended, it is meaningless. She even feels that even if she is released immediately and her spirit body returns to her body,
, in the current state, the most likely thing is to die together with the body!
So, I am considered dead now, right?
A good swimmer drowns in the water. The meaning of my life is to embellish those absurd allusions and legends, right?
Snake Language chuckled. The joys, sorrows and joys in the spirit state are just the remnants of human habits. And every time a part of these habit traces is retained, a certain amount of energy will be consumed. Correspondingly, when the energy is dissipated to insufficient
When it comes to maintaining the foundation of the spiritual body, these traces of habits can only be regarded as meaningless redundancies and be dispersed first.
I am already dead!
The snake language makes a conclusion for itself.
If she had a choice, she should have committed suicide. But the current situation is that her spirit body is wrapped in an unpredictable veil - the veil of silence.
This reward "advanced" to her by Gong Qi has now become a shackle and monitor to control her. When Snake Whisper was in its heyday, she could also set up a shielding layer to block and interfere. But now she is so weak that
We must rely on the Veil of Silence to ensure that the spirit body does not collapse.
On the other hand, she couldn't do it even if she wanted her spirit body to collapse. This strange object was gradually infiltrating and eroding the structure of her spirit body. As a curse mage, Sheyu could guess Gong Qi's plan. Perhaps she would soon
It can only continue to exist between heaven and earth in a twisted form such as "weapon spirit".
This is something that scares her more than death, but she has no power to fight back!
Why did it fall to this point?
The reflection had just begun, but was cut off by Snake's subjective intention. She did not want to engage in these meaningless thoughts, which would not only continue to consume her soul power, but also make her continue to face the miserable "weapon spirit".
There is no point in anything other than a quick approach.
Her mind was empty, and she curled up in silence under the veil of silence. She watched the surrounding clouds surge, tear and drift, and gradually became a little trance-maybe it would be good to disperse like this. The moment when self-consciousness collapsed, maybe
That’s true relief!
The snake language was in a trance, and its mind seemed to really dissipate with the clouds in this strange and desperate void. And in the chaotic prelude of the complete arrival of the annihilation of nothingness, there were vaguely the white clouds and blood that were accustomed to it.
The completely different colors of light seeped in, and like splashing ink, they were instantly rendered to the very edge of her perception.
The illogical situation change... is a dream!
Snake Yu had a dream. She dreamed of Sakajo, the shrine where she lived when she was young, the clear waves of Beishan Lake, and the night that blended seamlessly with the lake.
Under the vast darkness, she walked quietly on the tree-lined road. The cool breeze blowing in front of her was wrapped in the fresh smell of camphor trees in their blooming period. Sakaemon seemed to be loyal, but he was not.
He's a trustworthy freak, and that's what makes him a bit likeable.
Mrs. Yamamoto, who didn't mean what she said, greeted her, her old face that couldn't hold up even with hyaluronic acid was full of jealousy.
By the way, she is also Kitayama Yuki. She was a fake person she personally created in her early years in order to hide her identity and to satisfy the desires of some girls. What a free age at that time. She could freely switch between dual identities and tease those who were attracted by money at will.
A foolish person overwhelmed by beauty and power.
Ah, yeah, now that I think about those days, I feel very happy. But before I knew it, the happy life ended, probably after she became a B-level curse mage, and she began to have greater ambitions in practice.
, working hard to climb to higher heights.
The snake language means that Kitayama Yuki returned home amidst the wandering memories and confusion. So far, everything is fine. She put down her handbag and bent down to change her shoes...
The next moment, the attack came.
Sheyu was in a trance again, just because her instinctive reaction was ineffective, her defensive counterattack was completely reduced to nothingness, and what was presented to her eyes one after another was a melodrama that seemed so real that it was almost absurd.
Yes, I'm dreaming...?
This dream is so real that it's terrifying.
Snake Yu dreamed of "Kitayama Snow Painting" walking between the house and the deformed camphor tree like a normal person - that was the "preaching route" she had planned, which showed that her physical state had entered the most dangerous stage.
, must accept Sakaemon's protection and energy injection.
She also dreamed that Kitayama Yukie was invaded by someone. Ironically, the intruder turned out to be a senior cadre of the All Souls Order that she created!
Sakaemon took action, which was reasonable. It was obvious that after that bastard took away the vitality of the senior cadres of the sect, he did not leave any leftovers for Kitayama Yukie!
And when the chaotic situation ended, only Kitayama Yukie was left in the messy house, her body that had exhausted the last bit of strength, making the final struggle.
You can't do this, you have to get up!
Sheyu was fed up with such dreams. She could imagine the fate of her body in her mind, but it was really unbearable for such a real and absurd scene to happen in front of her eyes. At this moment, she merged with Kitayama Yukie again and fought hard.
Struggle - even though she knew that struggling in a dream was meaningless.
Then... it moved, the fingertips moved!
The snow painting of Beishan in the dream was stunned, and the snakes in the cloud world were also stunned. The whole world, whether real or false, seemed to be stagnant.
Countless thoughts came and went, pushing Snakeyu to try again, but the result made her go crazy.
What is this! What is this!
If you are watching a movie that has nothing to do with you, if you are just going to endure the torture of the picture, the snake language will admit it. But what is this kind of distant situation?
She can control her body, and she has some half-star reflexes, but she doesn't have a sense of harmony between body and soul at all. It's just like using a problem controller to control the characters in the game. Half of them can't do it, but others can't.
Half of the time, clear feedback was sent back...
It's just feedback, not more meaningful than the vibration on the handle.
The spirit body is still out of body, and the body cannot be warmed by the extraordinary power... Everything seems to be separated by a thin but hard glass. All she can do is to keep wiping away her breath.
The water vapor snorted up made the scene in the dream clearer, and tortured myself even more crazy with this illusory reality.
Apart from that, there is nothing, nothing!
Even the little vitality left in the spirit body was released a lot under this torment, pushing her one step closer to the edge of death.
Reality and illusion, hope and despair, are separated by a layer of dream!
The emotions were burning almost out of control, burning a mixture of anxiety, anger, despair and a little bit of stubborn hope. It hurt Snake Language's spirit body and could not stop trembling.
"what happened!"
The sudden sound wave vibration suddenly woke up Snake Language.
Gong Qisen's cold face shattered the dream that made people crazy and desperate. This strong man who still maintains extraordinary strength, even in the spirit state, his eyes are still solid, with heavy doubts rolling inside.
Sheyu looked at him directly until Gong Qi's eyes turned colder: "What did you do?"
Oh, he doesn’t know! The “Silent Veil” monitors it all the time, but no clues are found. Is it really just a dream?
This is what the snake language thinks and says: "Dream, dream about dying!"
Seeing Gong Qi's momentary confusion, Sheyu suddenly felt extremely funny. She laughed loudly, and her spirit body was like a candle in the wind, swaying in the strong wind above the clouds.
Gong Qi looked at her, speechless.
Neither the strong wind in the clouds nor the laughter can be transmitted to another time and space, but some special spiritual waves have more wonderful radiation and penetrability.
In the Earth Lake City area, which was unrelated to the cloud world, Fan Lu suddenly opened his eyes. The main part of his field of vision was still dark, but the arrogant spotlights and loud music combined to make the environment look like a nightclub.
By the way, this is the nightclub. How did I get here?
Oh, I sent the boss away and came back to greet that lunatic Horned Demon. As a result, the guy remained highly excited for a long time and dragged him and Xiao Zhao, who came for support, to the most upscale nightclub in Lake City to drink and celebrate. Xiao Zhao had already
Hanging in the corner, as for Fan Lu himself...
It seems that I had a sleep and had a dream. What did I dream about?
Part of the brain stimulated by alcohol was slowing down, and Fan Lu was no longer sensitive to the vague memories in the dream. Before he could wake up for more than two minutes, a grimace smeared with blush, eyebrow pencil and lipstick suddenly appeared.
Standing in front of his eyes, he opened his mouth and roared:
"Get up and get high!"
Damn, what a nightmare!
Horned Demon, what are you doing! By the way, there seems to be a Horned Demon in his dream. That guy is messing around in the old base...
Fan Lu's mind was broken again. It was actually the Horned Demon in the real world who grabbed his shoulders and shook him violently. The kilogram of wine he had just poured in was so shaken that he wanted to spray it directly onto the ugly face in front of him!
If that happens, you're dead!
Fan Lu decided to go out and sober up. He could actually dream about the Horned Demon. If he continued to play with this madman, he might take the initiative to get into the genetic modulation room.
He covered his mouth, waved his hands to push the horned demon away, and hurriedly stood up and walked out. But as soon as he took a step forward, he was grabbed by the back of the collar and forcefully pulled back. At the same time, another 1kg bottle of brandy was also forced into his mouth.
Go inside.
"I'm whining..."
The Horned Demon laughed so loudly that his whole face was distorted. At the same time, he did not forget to call out to all the beauties in the room: "Take off his pants, let's celebrate together! Also, whoever gets this guy's belt?
No matter how many other places appear, I will overwhelm them all, and that girl will be the queen tonight!"
Seven or eight women in the box screamed in unison. The next moment, Fan Lu, who was drowned in darkness, was overwhelmed by his pink arms and legs. His eyes rolled up, and the remaining consciousness asked the ultimate question in the world.