Chapter 875 Contract for the dead ghost, wait for a few old silver coins
Qin Yang was not going to say any more to this guy who was fixed in the image of Zhang Zhengyi.
Is he still the king of Fu?
When I said this, I didn't have any momentum at all. I should have at least tightened my chin slightly, made my eyes look deep, and said it in a pretending to be deep.
As for this guy, his tone and posture seemed to be saying: I am a big shot.
From Qin Yang's understanding of Fu Jun, even though he didn't have a very good impression of Fu Jun, he still agreed in his heart that this guy was a real boss.
He just laid out the world of the dead, and a lie affected the whole world. In the countless years that followed, it danced with him. In the end, the lie came true. Qin Yang admired him very much.
For such a big boss, no matter how hard he loses his power, he should still have the power of death to survive, and his hair style will not be messed up even if he dies.
Even if he really takes 10,000 steps back, the difference between the palace prince and the legend is very big, but it won't be so big.
Not to mention, hundreds of years ago, some people insisted that he was the deceased prince.
Now, he is dead, and in the realm of the dead, there are still people who are spreading rumors tirelessly, insisting that he is the prince of the mansion.
Naturally, Qin Yang would unconsciously occasionally doubt whether this might be true.
Even if there was, of course he would not think that he would look like a dog. Even if he, Qin Youde, died, he would kill the legend of Dahuang and drag an emperor of heaven with him to be buried with him.
Putting aside his strength, Qin Yang thought to himself that he would not be so blind as to go directly to the place, pretend to be weak, lure people in, and then use Wangchuan's rules to get out of Wangchuan.
A person who can overcome the obstacles of water veins on the periphery of the ancient underworld is obviously not a stranger from the ancient underworld. In the realm of the dead, he can have an obscure aura and strong control of power.
Qin Yang asked himself if he were the bully on the other side, his first reaction would be that the other side is not easy to mess with. The risk of cheating the other side is too high and the price of failure cannot be afforded.
It is clear that the first purpose is to escape from Wangchuan, instead of thinking about the benefits and deceiving people first.
Start by chatting in a friendly manner, find out who the other person is, what their purpose is, and find out what the other person wants or what they want to achieve.
Then use targeted inducements to scratch the other person's itch. Step by step, seduce the other person and make him think that taking the initiative to find a way to rescue him is the best way to gain his approval in all aspects.
If a person seems to care about feelings, he should cultivate feelings, supplement them with sincerity, and truly make friends. If he is a woman, he may fall in love over time.
If you are selfish, give him benefits, paint the pie like crazy, and let him taste a little bit of the crumbs of the pie. If you want to eat more of the pie, you can only come to save people.
If you are neurotic and perverted, then you should also follow the other person's perverted thinking.
There are always more solutions than difficulties.
Directly creating a confrontation and using someone else as a scapegoat as a way to save yourself can be regarded as the most reckless and stupid way.
This is Qin Yang's own idea, but he also understands that he is here to watch and it has nothing to do with him. The person who has been trapped for who knows how many years is not him.
The guy across from me was probably going crazy because of the stress. He finally found some hope. It was really unreliable to pin his hope of escape on others. He just went over there. It seemed that he had always been in the driver's seat.
Moreover, he must be very confident to do this.
Generally speaking, most confident and arrogant bosses will do this. These people are not used to placing their hopes or fate on others.
As Qin Yang thinks, not everyone may think so about the strategy of starting to be altruistic first and then transitioning from altruism to self-interest.
Qin Yang was thinking wildly and stepped out of the Forgotten River with one foot. The green water under his feet boiled even more violently. This part of the Forgotten River branch that was dyed green also began to tremble continuously.
The power of Wangchuan itself, coupled with the constant penetration of fake Zhang Zhengyi, has affected more and more branches of Wangchuan. Unfortunately, that kind of power still cannot retain Qin Yang and Qin Yang's memory.
"I am really the Lord of the House!" Zhang Zhengyi got angry and repeated it again.
Qin Yang remained unmoved and began to lift his other foot.
"I am really the Prince of Fu! I once crossed the River of Forgetfulness and left my memories here!" Zhang Zhengyi was going crazy, with a frantic expression. He stretched out his hand to grab something, but it was in vain. He could only maintain his strength now.
Zhang Zhengyi looked like he was nailed there, unable to move a step.
"This is the third time..." Qin Yang muttered silently, and slowly raised the heel of his remaining foot, followed by his toes, completely entering the water of Wangchuan River.
The next moment, seeing the crazy Zhang Zhengyi, he instantly calmed down and sighed with regret.
"What a pity. Your body is extremely strong, and you control power so exquisitely. You must have a method that perfectly fits the realm of the dead. If you use your body to go out, it will definitely be a great advantage."
Zhang Zhengyi shook his head, raised his knees slightly, and wanted to lift his feet. When he took a step, he was a little surprised to find that his feet were not raised, and his legs were slightly bent, which only made his body slightly crooked.
one time.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Yang in disbelief.
In his eyes, Qin Yang had indeed left Wangchuan, and he also felt that Qin Yang had left Wangchuan.
He looked at Qin Yang's feet, and at this moment, he finally discovered something was wrong.
Qin Yang has obviously left, but the boiling Wangchuan has not calmed down yet. Under the fierce fluctuations, there is a slight distortion mixed in.
Qin Yang did take a step back, but under that slight distortion, he just stood still. Both feet did leave the water, but they did not leave the scope of Wangchuan.
As Qin Yang fell down again and stepped on the water, the violent fluctuations that prevented Qin Yang from leaving Wangchuan began to calm down.
"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?" Qin Yang bared his teeth and sighed, "I almost got deceived by you, and, as I said, you were a little impatient, too restless, and wanted to show off.
At least you have to wait until I actually walk out before you come back again, if you have to rush to slap me in the face, this is not a good habit."
Zhang Zhengyi looked at Qin Yang coldly, without saying a word. His whole temperament seemed to have changed. The look of being impatient to get out of trouble, fussy and helpless, completely disappeared without a trace.
"Don't you ask me how I found out?"
"There is no point in asking this kind of question."
"Since you asked the question sincerely, I will tell you with great mercy." Qin Yang stretched out his fingers as a matter of course and counted three fingers.
"In my hometown, only children will emphasize their tone and repeat it three times when they are lying to others, because this may give people a more credible feeling."
"I was really almost persuaded by you to give up. One of my feet had really stepped out of the River of Forgetfulness, but I suddenly woke up because you deliberately confirmed three times that you were really the Lord of the House.
thing.
This reminds me of a time in my hometown where a little girl whose teeth were missing secretly ate chocolate. When she was caught, she denied it emphatically three times, each time more decisively, for fear that others would not believe it. Unfortunately, it still stained the corner of her mouth.
chocolate.
Oh, don't ask what chocolate is, it's not important.
Then I thought about it, since you can transform into several images, you must have a basis for reference. The source of this reference is naturally mine.
When I ask who you are, a series of thoughts will flash through my brain instinctively, making subconscious guesses about who you are. Of course, I may not notice these thoughts myself.
Then you capture several images, or just a noun.
Among them is Fujun.
But why do you insist on saying that you are Fu Jun?
After thinking about it, there is only one result. If you say this identity, others may be surprised. But I have said before that you have to tell the truth. If you don’t tell me, I will leave. When I hear these two words, I will not hesitate.
Turn around and leave.
The effect of persuasion is perfect.
You want me to leave Wangchuan.
To be honest, I was a little shocked when I came to this conclusion.
So, I went through the whole process again and worked backwards."
Zhang Zhengyi couldn't help but frown slightly, obviously thinking that Qin Yang was talking nonsense. How could Qin Yang think of so much in the short time he took to take a step out?
"Don't look at me with that look. I have mastered the Si Zi Jue. Do you understand?"
"I found that some of the details of my previous speculation may have some problems, but most of them are correct. The only thing is, will you remain the same as you are now and be trapped here forever?
You have discovered that I am much more difficult to deal with than you thought, so you are afraid that I will find out what the real rules are and use them against you.
So, you wanted to catch me as a scapegoat and failed, but the purpose has already formed the rules.
But I was wrong about one thing. This rule is not as strong as I thought. It may be that only within the Forgotten River, and both of us are within the Forgotten River, will there be enough suppression to ensure that this rule will not be changed.
You were afraid that I would discover this, so you would pretend to be stupid with me, test it bit by bit, pretend that you were really tricked by me to the point where your mentality exploded, and pretend to start telling the truth.
Until the last blow, you said that you were the Lord of the House, which completely wore out my patience and made me furious. I found an excuse to retaliate against you, making you stand here forever, suppressed by the rules, unable to survive or die.
In my opinion, this is a more terrible punishment than death and eternal disappearance.
It is indeed the limit.
This is the result of my reverse deduction, so I am thinking, why are you afraid that I know what the real rules are?"
Zhang Zhengyi had a sullen face, remained silent, and directly resisted with silence, for fear that if he said another word, it would lead to greater changes.
Qin Yang sneered.
“He started pretending to be stupid to lure me in, and after luring me in, he continued to pretend to be stupid.
People like you think too much. If you find that your plan has failed when I come in, you can just pretend to be stupid and fight to the end.
Then I really will leave directly, and you may not be crucified here.
But you just think too much. You are afraid that I will see through your purpose, and you are not affected by Wangchuan. If you act too anxious, it will arouse my suspicion. I won't leave, right?
People like you, your own heart is black when you look at others."
Speaking of this, Qin Yang paused for a moment, why did he always feel that this sentence was weird...
"Speak, why don't you act stupid now? Why are you afraid that I know the real details of the rules?
I know, at most I can only keep you like this as long as you don’t leave Wangchuan.
But the problem is that I can't stay here forever and waste time with you. If I leave Wangchuan, you won't be crucified here.
There is only one possibility. If I know the details of the rules, even if I leave Wangchuan, you will still be nailed here, right?"
Zhang Zhengyi had his eyelids drooped and his face was expressionless, like a soldier who would rather die than surrender. Anyway, he didn't respond at all and said nothing.
"If you don't tell me, you think I can't do anything. Let's continue to waste it and see who can defeat whom!"
Qin Yang closed his eyes, his consciousness went into Haiyan, and he opened the storybook.
In the original storybook, there are more and more flashing settings, which are settings that have been finalized but have not yet been completely confirmed and turned into truth.
Qin Yang turned over and turned to a new page, where he saw the words Wangchuan.
There is only one setting.
"The River of Forgetfulness is the river of forgetfulness. All beings with memories who pass through the River of Forgetfulness will inevitably forget their memories in the River of Forgetfulness."
This is the overall setting, there are no detailed settings at all.
According to Qin Yang's current knowledge, as long as ordinary people step into it, there is no way back, and they will inevitably pass directly through the Wangchuan, and after crossing the Wangchuan, all the memories will be forgotten.
At first, Qin Yang felt that Wangchuan's effect was the same as that of his plastic black sword.
But now it is certain that the forgotten memories have been integrated into the River of Forgetfulness and will not disappear out of thin air.
In comparison, his plastic black sword is very difficult to micromanage, but it is definitely considered first-class in dominance, with both gains and losses.
After thinking about it, when I traveled along the way before, the River of Forgetfulness I saw was different from the blood-yellow color in the records. However, the River of Forgetfulness here was crystal clear and unbelievably pure.
Only when this fake Zhang Zhengyi appeared, a section of the Forget River branch where he was located became turbid and colored.
Those turbid colors should be the memories carried in the River of Forgetfulness.
The Forgotten River in the records is blood yellow, so it should be the same.
The River of Forgetfulness here is basically just a blank piece of paper. If you think about it this way, the difference between the River of Forgetfulness in the record and the River of Forgetfulness that he saw is not the River of Forgetfulness in the world of the living, and the River of Forgetfulness in the realm of the dead.
There is a difference.
This is an essential difference. Either the two worlds are the same, or the two worlds are different.
Qin Yang took out a big pen and wrote down the small setting under the big setting.
The essence of the two realms of Forgotten River is the same, and the setting has not disappeared.
Okay, one item is confirmed.
Continue to hold the big pen and write the settings about the scapegoat.
Qin Yang felt that the term scapegoat was quite appropriate.
Even now he feels that Wangchuan may be an ark used by many memory-loving big shots to avoid disaster or sneak through time.
They forgot their memories in the River of Forgetfulness, and their real bodies walked out, and then their real bodies died outside. Everyone thought they were dead.
In fact, the most important thing for them is memory, which is the core thing.
Wangchuan can just carry their memories, and with the existence of scapegoat rules or loopholes, they can survive forever. When the time is right, they can walk out of Wangchuan again and become heroes again.
And this river of forgetfulness is strong enough in itself. Even if the ancient underworld collapses, a complete river of forgetfulness can be condensed again in the realm of the dead.
For the masters of the memory school, it is simply a cloud storage hardware that is absolutely safe enough, can definitely save lives, and can also be used for free.
So, the Wangchuan created by Mr. Fu is actually his own escape route? Is he also a member of the memory school?
Qin Yang began to think divergently again, and his thoughts drifted all the way to the sky.
Pulling back his thoughts, Qin Yang began to explore the settings of the scapegoat again.
I don’t know if this is a rule or a loophole. Let’s try it first before talking about it.
He tried to write the loophole first. After writing it, it did not disappear. Qin Yang held the pen with an awkward expression.
"what is this?"
The fake escape plan planned by Zhang Zhengyi is indeed a loophole.
Now comes the problem. The writing has not disappeared, proving that this is an acknowledged loophole.
Is an admitted vulnerability still called a vulnerability?
Qin Yang frowned, sensing the world's malice.
Okay, let's just pretend he's the rule now.
Below this, continue to refine.
After a while, after just testing a dozen possible alternatives, a new one didn't disappear.
Even the words "scapegoat contract" casually written by Qin Yang were completely preserved.
"Both parties reach a contract and let each other do something. As long as one party completes it, the contract is established and the other party must complete it."
This scapegoat contract went very smoothly. It was not completed by him, but it was already there and he just wrote it out.
Now he understands why Zhang Zhengyi is so afraid.
This guy is taking advantage of the rules and taking advantage of loopholes.
To use a metaphor, what happened before can be regarded as a verbal contract, and the binding force is not strong enough. As long as Qin Yang leaves Wangchuan, he can renege on it.
But once a contract is truly made, even if you pretend to be just, you can't go back on it.
The reason why there is such a loophole to exploit, Qin Yang guessed, may be that the previous contract has nothing to do with the word scapegoat.
The fake Zhang Zhengyi wants him to enter Wangchuan, and Qin Yang wants to twist off the fake Zhang Zhengyi's dog head.
Even if you want to be the scapegoat, that will happen later.
Now that he has written down the rules, once they are clear, this kind of loophole will most likely not be exploited.
After writing this article, Qin Yang thought again. The world is dangerous. If his guess is true, there may be many old silver coins of the memory school in Wangchuan, trying to trick novices.
This is not possible. He was not tricked this time. It was because he had a strong foundation, two kinds of innate things, and a solid and terrifying foundation, which blocked him.
Others may not have this ability. Since his death, Qin Youde has changed his face, started a new life, and strives to be a good person like the Holy Mother. Now he can't just pretend he didn't see it.
so……
Qin Yang added another one, the signing of the scapegoat contract must be very clear to ensure that no one will be tricked unknowingly.
Opening his eyes, Qin Yang looked at the fake Zhang Zhengyi opposite him and grinned.
"There is a word called scapegoat contract, do you know?"
Qin Yang read the contents of the scapegoat contract.
Suddenly, in the Forgotten River, a halo floated, and the light condensed into two halo contracts, which were hung in front of the two people.
The contents of the contract automatically appear above.
Now it's clear enough, it directly gives a concrete contract signing, and the sense of ceremony is full.
When the contents of the contract were fully revealed, it was assumed that Qin Yang had completed what Zhang Zhengyi wanted to do, and the contract was forcibly established, turning into two rays of light and sinking into the two people's bodies.
Zhang Zhengyi's face was extremely ugly, but he had no choice but to stop it.
When the contract was signed, Qin Yang stretched out a leg outside Wangchuan, smiled, and stepped out.
This time, the fake Zhang Zhengyi still stood there, motionless, as if he was nailed to the spot.
The contract he signed requires him to complete the contract. He can only stand there and remain in a state where Qin Yang can twist his head off at any time.
This time, there is no loophole to exploit.
"Bye bye to the guy who calls himself Fujun, please continue to act stupid slowly." Qin Yang waved his hand enthusiastically, and disappeared in an instant with a flash of his body.
But in the Forgotten River, the fake Zhang Zhengyi was still standing on the water, unable to move his feet.
The water of the Forget River dyed green under his feet was like a process of pouring paint upside down and spreading in the water. The colors continued to converge toward his feet, and all the colors returned to his body.
Those are his memories that were integrated into the River of Forgetfulness, and now they are forcibly brought together by the rules.
The water of Forgotten River became clear and transparent again, and everything seemed to be no different from before.
A few days later, not far from the branch where the fake Zhang Zhengyi was located, a bit of khaki began to bloom in the water, silently dyeing a section of the branch into khaki.
On the surface of the water, an old man with a stooped body, no more than five feet tall, and two beards hanging down to his feet, slowly emerged.
He looked at the crucified fake Zhang Zhengyi and laughed happily.
"You are dumbfounded now. Don't even think about it. Wangchuan has just appeared in the Realm of the Dead. In just a few days, a person has come to the bank of Wangchuan River from there.
Moreover, he came from the weak water side.
It is possible that he came in from the Burial River and went around in a circle before arriving here, but now I feel that this person may have really come through the weak water.
No matter what, those who can appear here at this time must be ruthless characters and truly strong.
How confident are you in yourself that you dare to provoke me?
Why are you so anxious? Anyway, the ancient underworld has already appeared, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Why dare to be at the front?
We have kept our memories here, survived the disaster, and spanned time, why should we rush for a while?"
After the old man finished speaking, one of the branches on Zhang Zhengyi's head began to change color.
When a section of dozens of miles was dyed crimson, a foreign race wearing fiery red robes with the body of a bird and a bird's beak emerged.
The alien squinted his eyes and chuckled happily.
"I almost couldn't hold it back just now. It's a pity that someone took the lead. I want to thank you. If you hadn't been too impatient, we would have been the ones crucified here now."
As soon as one voice fell, another place was seen, and the blood-yellow color began to invade. A man in black with a gloomy face and a hood on his head, completely wrapping himself in it, emerged.
"You can still laugh, haven't you noticed? Because of him, things have changed now. Because of what that person said, the rules have been made into a scapegoat contract. We must sign the contract.
If we want to go out in the future, we must find someone who is willing to sign a contract and who we are also satisfied with."
In an instant, the few guys who appeared no longer even thought of gloating about others' misfortune.
At this time, he pretended to be righteous, glanced around with expressionless cold eyes, and said calmly.
"I'm different from you."
The man in black sneered.
"Of course you are different from us. You always think that you are Fu Jun. In fact, you are just some unwanted memories abandoned here by Fu Jun.
Of course you are more anxious than us."
"Nonsense!" Zhang Zhengyi's eyes began to turn red, and he looked like a ferocious beast that wanted to devour people. He roared in a low voice from his throat.
"I am the real Lord of the Palace. The thief outside was just a thief who took advantage of me entering Wangchuan to take over my body, my identity, and my power."
The fake Zhang Zhengyi stared at the man in black and growled word by word.
"I am the real prince."
"Haha..." The man in black sneered with disdain.
The foreign woman in red tilted her head to look at the other two people, covering her mouth and smiling softly.
"Look, he's here again, he won't believe it himself.
Wangchuan was created by Fujun, and Fujun is the only one who is completely unaffected by Wangchuan's power."
The alien woman in red turned her head to look at the fake Zhang Zhengyi.
"Speaking of which, you won't forget this again, right?
So, we kindly tell you once again that you are just an unnecessary memory that the prince voluntarily abandoned here, nothing more."
The fake Zhang Zhengyi was trembling all over, almost about to explode, but he could do nothing now and could only stand there.
Seemingly feeling that it was no longer interesting, the woman with the body of a bird and a beak continued to discuss with others.
"Let's talk it over first. If next time it's a boy, I won't fight with you. But if it's a girl, it's mine. No one should fight with me."
"Red Owl, are you thinking too well? Don't you know that the rules are different now? Thanks to this guy who calls himself Fujun, it will probably be difficult for us to leave Wangchuan in the future.
Yes, we must sign a contract with each other." The bearded old man shook his head and sighed.
As soon as these words came out, several people sighed together, and it became increasingly difficult.
It's all caused by that guy who calls himself Fujun every day.
Why would you provoke such a ruthless person when you have nothing to do?
No one else dared to show his face without looking at him, so he was the only one who showed off.
While several people were sighing, a figure emerged from nowhere and appeared silently on the bank of Wangchuan River.
It was Qin Yang who had disappeared just now. In fact, he was just invisible, but he was still in the same place without moving.
Qin Yang took out a small notebook and drew sketches of the three new old silver coins.
Next to the portrait of a foreign woman with a human body and a bird's beak, dressed in red, the phonetic notation of "hongxiao" was written. He was not sure which two words it was.
Just because he doesn't know these guys doesn't mean that others don't know them. In the realm of the dead, there are always people who know a bunch of ancient people.
Zhang Zhengyi was the first to see Qin Yang appear, and he stared at Qin Yang.
"You're still here!?"
"Don't talk yet." Qin Yang retorted without raising his head, and quickly completed three sketches.
The three new people who appeared looked at Qin Yang in silence. They did not expect...
He dared to show up because he felt that Qin Yang had no choice but to die in order to make the fake Zhang Zhengyi live. He could only stay like that forever. This was already the cruelest revenge, and there was no point in staying any longer.
Then why do you continue to stay here?
Now they understand that after Qin Yang disappeared, he squatted there for several days just to wait for them to appear.
After Qin Yang finished painting, he cupped his hands and said politely.
"I'll be honest, I don't know how to call these three seniors?"
"Red owl." The foreign woman with the body and beak of a bird answered directly without any cover. Qin Yang must have heard it anyway.
"Excuse me, which one is red? That owl?"
After asking clearly, Qin Yang wrote the word red owl on the phonetic note.
A short old man with a quibbling beard, a guy who looks like the earth, calls himself Old Man Burian.
Wearing black clothes and a hood, you can't see his face. He is particularly capable of poking at people's pain points and calling him faceless in a sarcastic way.
Qin Yang finished recording and put away the small notebook.
At this time, Wuyan spoke.
"What do you want to do when you wait for us to show up?"
"Looking at all of them, they should be more reasonable than that fake Mr. Fu, so I won't beat around the bush.
I have something to ask a few of you, and I hope you can answer it for me."
Qin Yang smiled and cupped his hands, very politely.
But he was polite, and some people were rude.
Zhang Zhengyi sneered from the side.
"What makes you think they will answer your question? Are you going to make a scapegoat contract with them?"
Before the fake Zhang Zhengyi finished speaking, Qin Yang took out a plastic black sword and slashed it one by one. The black light turned into a light blade and cut off one of the fake Zhang Zhengyi's arms.
The arm detached from the body and immediately shattered into a piece of green Lethe River water, falling towards the water.
But at this moment, Qin Yang continued to wave the plastic black sword, and the sword lights intertwined, continuing to strangle the green water of the Forgotten River. By the time it fell back into the Forgotten River, half of it had become transparent.
Fake Zhang Zhengyi's expression changed slightly.
He looked at his shoulder, and as the green water returned to his body and condensed an arm again, he immediately discovered that one hand was missing.
This means that the memory that condensed that hand has been annihilated.
Qin Yang held the plastic black sword in his hand and glanced coldly at the fake Zhang Zhengyi.
"If you can't speak, it's best to keep your mouth shut.
Let me tell you, I am not in the habit of forcing my opponents to survive or die.
I always like to kill the enemy completely without any worries.
There is no need to consider that the other party will find a chance to make a comeback in pain and suffering."
These words definitely come from the sincerity.
How could Qin Yang just leave like this? Since he had already made a grudge, looking at the other party's appearance, it was obvious that he held grudges in his heart and had irresolvable grudges.
Even if he was trapped here and nailed to death on the water of Wangchuan, wouldn't this pretender of justice still be able to speak?
Isn’t this a glimmer of hope?
What if he deceives a peerless genius in the future, takes him as his apprentice, and deceives his apprentice into seeking revenge?
What if he relied on deception, took advantage of the loophole again, and found some way to get out of trouble?
What's more, what if he masters the power of a certain language and can curse people to death from a distance with just one mouth?
Maybe too much.
Therefore, Qin Yang felt that it was better to completely resolve this grudge.
Regardless of whether this fake Zhang Zhengyi is really the Lord of Fu and was plotted against, his identity and power were taken away, or he is just the memory of Lord Fu who was deliberately abandoned here.
unimportant.
His number one label in Qin Yang now is "an enemy who holds a special grudge, harbors a secret hatred, and wants to kill himself completely or take away his body completely."
"Zhan Yi..." The fake Zhang Zhengyi's face was ashen, and a great fear that had never appeared before appeared out of thin air.
His greatest reliance, Wangchuan, was no longer safe, and a danger he had never considered had arrived.
Seeing Qin Yang holding the black sword in his hand and overflowing with murderous intent, he finally knew he was afraid.
"I am really the Lord of the Palace, I am the real Lord of the Palace! I must know everything you want to ask..."
"I told you to shut up!" Qin Yang slashed out with his sword again, and the sword light passed through, cutting the fake Zhang Zhengyi in half on the spot.
The green Forgotten River water gathered and swirled, trying to escape, but was forced to gather by the rules.
After a moment, a ball of transparent water fell into the Wangchuan River, and the constantly echoing words "I am the real Prince of Fu" also completely disappeared.
Having completely settled his grudges, Qin Yang took a deep breath, put away the plastic black sword, showed a smile, and bowed his hand politely.
"I made all the seniors laugh.
I have always been a public-minded person with a kind-hearted heart. If he hadn't wanted to cheat me, he would still hold a grudge and look like he would take revenge on me in the future.
I won't kill you in pain.
I just thought that a person like him is too extreme and too self-centered. If he gets out of trouble in the future, my relatives and friends may be implicated because he wants to retaliate against me.
Every time I think about it, I can't sleep at night, and my heart is like a knife. I have no choice but to completely resolve this grudge.
I am usually very easy to talk to..."
The red owl, buried in the old man's face, stood there motionless, with an uncontrollable look of horror on his face.
They are really a little scared now.
This ruthless character is much scarier than they thought.
Although the guy who calls himself Fujun is a bit crazy, everyone looked down on him after he appeared, but now he is gone.
As for Qin Yang's boastful words, they believed him.
Do you believe it or not?
This is clearly stated:
"If you cheat me, then we will fight to the death.
Don’t think that if you follow the memory school and hide in Wangchuan, everything will be fine?
Let me tell you, this memory-cutting sword I hold in my hand is so immortal that it can kill you old silver coins!"
The old man buried his face with horror and laughed dryly.
"It's his own fault, no one else to blame, no one else to blame..."
"Little brother, if you want to ask anything, feel free to ask. As long as we still remember, we will naturally be happy to form a good relationship." The sinister red owl's tone immediately became more polite.
"I would like to ask some seniors how much they know about the water veins of the ancient underworld?
Is it possible that these water veins are connected to the water veins in the world of the living, together with the two realms?
After all, as far as I know, the only ones that currently exist in both the world of the living and the realm of the dead are Weoshui and Wangchuan, and I haven't seen Huangquan and Burial River yet." Qin Yang asked his own question.
Since these old silver coins have been squatting here for who knows how long, they must know a lot of things. Moreover, being able to avoid disasters and survive from ancient times is also a skill.
A person with this kind of ability must know something that others don't know.
Seeing that several people were silent, Qin Yang thought for a while and added politely.
"I've always been easy to talk to, and I know how to reciprocate kindness. If some seniors can give me some key information, it will help me leave the realm of the dead.
In the future, I will definitely find a way to rescue a few seniors.
Seniors, if you are worried, we can also sign the contract under the witness of Wangchuan.
how?"
As soon as these words came out, a horrified expression immediately appeared on Red Owl's face. Will he still return the contract?
Wasn't the death of the last person who signed the contract miserable enough?
She shook her head quickly.
"There is no contract, little brother, what you said is too outrageous. If we knew something and still used it like this, wouldn't it mean that we don't trust you.
Speaking of which, we really haven't thought about what you're asking about.
After I died that year, I dragged my remaining body and threw myself into the River of Forgetfulness to preserve my memories, but I never thought that after my memories could be reunited, I would already be in the realm of the dead."
The old man buried himself and took over the conversation.
"Back then, there were many people who wanted to rely on the Forgotten River to survive, but recently, after we reunited our memories and could take form in the Forgotten River, we didn't see many of our old friends.
What you are talking about is indeed possible. I heard people say back then that the Lord of the Palace spent all his efforts to construct the five major water veins, not just to protect the ancient underworld.
But I don’t know exactly how. At least for now, I don’t sense the River of Forgetfulness here, which can connect to the world of the living.”
Having said this, Old Man Bi looked at Wu Yan who had never spoken.
Wu Yan was silent for a moment.
"Actually, the question you want to ask may be clearer to the guy who called himself Fujun just now."
Qin Yang smiled and said nothing.
Of course he knows this.
It's a pity that he doesn't believe every punctuation mark that guy says, and he doesn't dare to believe it.
If he really listened to what the guy who called himself Fu Jun said, Qin Yang thought to himself, he would definitely use what the other person said as clues unconsciously.
But who knows if there is a pit buried inside.
Qin Yang has seen people being tricked to death just by telling them something.
Instead of doing this, it is better not to listen to a word and just cut off the grudges and bring them down.
When Wu Yan saw Qin Yang's expression, he immediately felt a chill in his heart. He also understood why. He was afraid of raising his level by another three points. Such a decisive and decisive person must not be his enemy.
You can't be enemies, but you can definitely make friends.
Wu Yan pondered for a moment and continued.
"Weak water, Huangquan, Burial, and Wangchuan should all be the same. If there is one of the five major water veins, it may be able to connect the two realms, and the blood sea is the most likely.
But that place is far more dangerous than the other four water veins. None of us have ever been there, and I heard that Mr. Fu himself would not go there."
ps: It’s a big chapter with 10,000 words, and a plot is completed in one chapter. Please vote for what it means.