"The body has not decayed. It seems that this man has not been dead for a long time. How did he face death so calmly?"
Wang Chen followed the corpse's eyes, raised his head thoughtfully, looked at the blue sky and white clouds that were much closer, and frowned tightly.
When he opened his arms to welcome a beautiful new life, a corpse suddenly appeared in front of him. What could this be?
"This is the way the world is, these are normal." Xiao Yao saw Wang Chen seemed stunned and comforted him.
Wang Chen didn't say anything and walked slowly over. He suddenly lowered his head and picked up something from the shrubs growing in the cracks in the rocks. He raised it to his eyes and took a closer look.
This was a short black dagger. It was impossible to tell what material it was made of. There was a chill flowing in the tentacles, which made Wang Chen inexplicably think that the owner of this dagger was also a patient and calm person.
He moved his gaze downwards. The corpse was dressed in ordinary clothes and had an ordinary appearance. Except for the pair of pale eyes, everything seemed to be ordinary. His heart was broken by a palm print, his sternum collapsed, and a pool of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
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There was no space to store items on the corpse, but Wang Chen didn't have any desire to turn over the corpse. Perhaps the calm eyes touched him inexplicably.
Looking around, Wang Chen squatted down and dug a hole in the mountain wall with the black dagger in his hand. He didn't know whether it was because of the ancestral energy that was close to the fourth level of Qi Refining or because the black dagger was extremely sharp.
The hard mountain wall was cut open like tofu, and Wang Chen soon dug out a large drawer-shaped pit.
He picked up the body and carefully put it into the big hole. Then he filled it with the excavated gravel and finally sealed it tightly. Then he patted the lime all over his body and sighed.
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"Xiao Yao, what do you think of this person?" Wang Chen asked inexplicably, with a touch of sadness in his heart.
Maybe every cultivator may have such a day, but no one will believe that they will have such a day.
It's hard to tell the difference between seeing death as such a dull thing and wanting to shatter the void.
"Just like you, are they just ordinary?" Xiao Yao was used to seeing corpses and was not touched at all, so he commented casually.
Wang Chen suddenly felt that he should not discuss serious topics with Xiao Yao, because it was an improper matter in the first place.
Seeing Wang Chen's somewhat dissatisfied look, Xiaoyao felt guilty and added: "After all, he is dead. Even if the others are better than you, you can't tell."
Wang Chen had a problem in his heart.
Seeing that Wang Chen's expression was even more unkind, Xiao Yao panicked and wanted to add a few words to ease the awkward atmosphere: "But he seems to have better luck than you. He died in such an inexplicable place and someone still collected his body."
"You're going too far!" Wang Chen couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand to stab him with a dagger.
"What are you doing?" Xiaoyao screamed: "I didn't mean to curse you until you die without anyone collecting your body! You believe me!"
Facing the stabbing black dagger, the medicine floated far away in a swish.
When he came back to his senses, Wang Chen had already continued to climb up.
What hangs from the belt is the jet black dagger.
For him, it is much more convenient to keep weapons within easy reach than in a storage ring.
Not long after, he finally climbed up the cliff. Wang Chen clapped his hands and looked around. The vast white snow in his memory turned into mottled grass, lush bushes poked out, and wild flowers were like embellishments in a beautiful picture.
, making the scenery you enter appear vast and uniquely beautiful.
The beautiful mood of seeing the sun again is enough to make anyone show off. Wang Chen raised his hands straight under the sun and breathed deeply in the intoxicating air.
Even the heaven and earth seemed to be spinning, feeling refreshed.
The heavy mood caused by the corpse just now disappeared.
I was closing my eyes and indulging in this moment, when I suddenly heard a whistling sound.
"Are there cultivators who can control the sky? Sooner or later, I will be able to soar between heaven and earth." He thought to himself, but he only heard the whistling sound coming from far and near before blinking in front of him.
Wang Chen felt his eyes darken and opened his eyes.
An extremely burly middle-aged cultivator was standing in the air on a huge, flat magic weapon like a door panel, looking down at Wang Chen from a high position.
This cultivator had a bald head and dark skin, eyes like copper bells, and wore a furry coat. The animal hair on the coat was so long that it even swayed in the breeze.
"So there are taxis in the cultivator world? It looks like this car is quite spacious." Wang Chen thought for a while and came up with an inference. When he saw the door panel under the cultivator's feet, he was even more sure of his inference.
"But I just raised my hand casually. There is no need to fly here to pick up the guests, right?"
"This guy looks like a bear turned into a spirit. It's better to be cautious than a bandit or something." Wang Chen cursed in his heart.
"Senior, I raised my hand just because I wanted to stretch my muscles. I definitely didn't mean to greet you." Wang Chen said.
The cultivator jumped down from the door panel, and with a move of his hand, the door panel flipped open, revealing a knife handle. It turned out that the door panel was actually a broad and huge sword.
He held the big knife, inserted the big knife into the ground with a "clop" sound, and laughed so hard that his eardrums were shaken.
"Shadow?" After laughing, he said roughly.
"shadow?"
Wang Chen was stunned, subconsciously looked at the shadow under the sun, and then said: "Senior, you have recognized the wrong person."
Wang Chen just wanted to get rid of this strange cultivator as soon as possible, and his expression at this time looked very sincere.
The cultivator obviously didn't believe it: "Shadow, I have heard about you from the Alliance. You have suffered so much over the years, so you should be cautious. But Third Brother knows everything, so don't hide it, otherwise Third Brother will be unhappy."
Already."
"Senior, I'm really not..."
Before Wang Chen finished speaking, the cultivator reached out with his palm and pulled out the black dagger from his belt.
"You still say no? This black steel dagger is a token that proves you are a shadow. How can you deny it?" A simple smile appeared on the cultivator's face.
"Oh, you said this..." Wang Chen tried his best to explain: "The owner of this dagger is dead, right here..."
He was about to point out the place where the body was buried, but he saw the burly cultivator interrupted with a knowing look and a smile:
"I understand, you scholars always say goodbye to the past. I know that you in the past are dead."
"If the alliance envoy hadn't quietly told me before leaving, I wouldn't have known there was a shadow like you lurking in Yunhua Gate."
"You have provided countless information to the gang. When we robbed Yunhuamen and Xiaohehe's elixir trade last time, if you hadn't sent out the information that there was an ambush, I'm afraid, Third Brother, I would have been ambushed and died."
"There was also that time when we plotted against the leader of the Qingmu Hall of the Danqing Sect. If you hadn't informed him of his whereabouts in advance, we wouldn't have been able to kill him without him noticing. It is said that later the sect leaders of the two sects ordered a thorough investigation of the traitor, but you also hid him.
past."
"Third brother, take it!" The burly cultivator chuckled when he said this, and slapped Wang Chen on the shoulder, causing Wang Chen to stagger in pain.
At this moment, he was completely stunned, and then he cursed in his heart:
"Do I have any grudge against you, a black bear spirit? This big mouth actually revealed so many incredible secrets in just a few words. I have no interest in these bullshit secrets! If you know that I am not the so-called shadow, I'm afraid that I will be dead in an instant.
I want to kill someone and silence my sister!"
Even though he was cursing in his heart, it was an indisputable fact that the cultivation level of the cultivator in front of him was far above him, so Wang Chen thought for a while and said:
"Brother, since you already know, I still have some things to do. How about you go back and wait for me?"
This call seemed to make the cultivator quite happy. He laughed and said, "Put everything aside and go back to the hall first!"
After saying that, he grabbed Wang Chen and jumped up. The big knife flipped over and carried the two of them straight into the sky.
Wang Chen's eyes shone with helpless light, and he looked at the ground farther and farther away with nostalgia, where there was a shadow that gradually turned into a small dot.
Not far away, there is the deep cliff, the rocky points, the white mist, and the shadow that no one knows except Wang Chen.