The first thousand five hundred and fifty five years
Time flies, and time passes.
The iron coffin was placed on the top of Kunlun Mountain, next to the iron coffin, a wooden house was built, and each person and a dog were waiting here.
This wooden house just can protect you from the wind and cold.
One person and one dog are companions.
One is waiting for the brother he values to wake up again.
Yigou is waiting for the younger brother he received.
Lin Xiaofeng's deeds and rumors slowly disappeared from the Yin and Yang realm.
This is the case in the Yin-Yang Realm. No matter how famous you are or how strong you are in your lifetime, you will soon fade out of people's horizon after death.
Even strong people like the Old Saint Lord and Liu Boqing have not discussed much in the Yin and Yang Realm now.
However, the deeds and legends of the Yin-Yang Realm have not stopped.
It even became more and more intense, and during the sleeping days of Lin Xiaofeng, the second disaster that Ksitigarbha mentioned by Ksitigarbha came.
According to legend, the Styx, the number one in the list of Ghosts, appears in the world.
However, they were defeated by a group of masters in the world.
This deed has made many heroes, especially those who have died.
Many people died because of this battle, including Zhang Lingfeng, who was never masked but pretended to be Zhang Lingfeng.
Legends and characters from the outside world are surging, but the snow-capped mountain of Kunlun Mountain has not changed.
Lin Xiaofeng has been in a dark place.
After his death, he was trapped here.
But at the beginning, he heard the sound of chasing the wind.
"Xiaofeng, I don't have many friends in my life, only three or two, you can't die."
"You must get through it."
"If you don't wake up for a year, I'll wait for you for a year. If you don't wake up for three years, I'll wait for you for three years!"
Lin Xiaofeng understood that he was trapped here. He didn't know how long it had passed, but he had been trying to use various ways to escape from the darkness.
But he had no choice.
During this period, he had an extremely wonderful feeling in his heart.
It's like this darkness is about to merge with myself.
He no longer struggles, but instead sits cross-legged in the darkness, one of which lasts for a long time.
...
Zhuifeng was wearing a big fur coat.
He walked out of the wooden house with a rag in his face.
Wangcai also followed him out, and each person and a dog came to the iron coffin together.
Zhuifeng took out two pots of strong wine and threw it to Wangcai a pot.
Wangcai is no longer the appearance of the little puppy as before.
She looks the size of a wolf.
Zhuifeng was drinking strong wine and putting his hands on the iron coffin.
The iron coffin was filled with a biting chill.
The talisman left by Mr. Liu at that time absorbed the chill nearby.
All these chills poured into the iron coffin.
"Grandma's." Zhuifeng took a sip of the strong wine: "Xiaofeng, I said I had been waiting for you for three years, but I didn't expect that it has been far more than three years now. When do you plan to wake up? I have been from a young man to over thirties and have not yet married a wife."
"You bastard, can you want me to wait for you for the rest of your life? Then wouldn't I be a widow for you?" Zhuifeng finished speaking and took another sip of wine: "Hey, this is weird."
Wangcai held the wine bottle: "I, the great devil of Wangcai, finally returned to the world, but I didn't expect that after I came back, I had been in this snowy mountain for so many years, and I felt so sad."
They both came to the iron coffin to drink and chat with Lin Xiaofeng whom they could hear.
In fact, since Lin Xiaofeng first heard the words Zhuifeng, Lin Xiaofeng has never heard them again.
But this time, Lin Xiaofeng heard it.
He opened his eyes in the darkness: "Chasing the wind, prosperous wealth."
"I didn't expect you to wait for so long." Lin Xiaofeng suddenly felt the darkness around him and all rushed into his body.
Here comes!
Lin Xiaofeng felt a huge crisis.
His body was about to explode.
But he took a deep breath and held back.
He felt that if he held back, he might be able to wake up.
If you can't hold it back, your soul will completely dissipate.
Time passes by little by little.
This pain is also intensifying.
Lin Xiaofeng was trembling all over in pain, but he didn't say anything.
This feeling has surpassed the pain in the ordinary physical sense.
But it is above the soul.
It is hard for ordinary people to imagine.
Sometimes, it seems like there are ten thousand ants crawling on themselves.
Sometimes it was like countless knives were cut apart on him little by little.
I'm afraid the legendary Lingchi execution is just like this?
Hold on!
Hold on!
Lin Xiaofeng has a strong belief.
To be honest, if it weren't for such a long time, Lin Xiaofeng's mind and character would have been tempered in the dark, when he died, he would definitely not be able to withstand such pain at all.
Lin Xiaofeng didn’t know how long it took, but it seemed that it only took one second, and hundreds of years had passed.
Finally, all the pain disappeared.
And the endless darkness around him disappeared completely.
Instead, countless lights were everywhere.
Zhuifeng and Wangcai were as usual. After drinking these two pots of strong wine, they found that the iron coffin was like usual, without any change.
"Oh." Zhuifeng sighed and said, "Let's go back and rest."
He was about to leave when suddenly, a slight tremor came from inside the coffin.
"Hmm?" Zhuifeng looked back.
Bang!
The iron coffin cover was immediately pushed away from it.
"Xiaofeng!"
Zhuifeng's face showed joy.
Lin Xiaofeng slowly sat up from the coffin.
Lin Xiaofeng felt his whole body numb, and even ice formed on the surface of his body.
"It's so cold." Lin Xiaofeng trembled all over and looked at Zhuifeng and Wangcai on the side, as well as the surrounding situation.
"What is this place? I'm lying in a coffin?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
Bang!
Zhuifeng hugged Lin Xiaofeng tightly: "Bastard, you're awake!"
"Wow!" Wangcai also shouted happily: "Little brother, do you still remember your elder brother?"
"What happened after I died?" Lin Xiaofeng asked as he looked at Zhuifeng.
Although he had heard the words of Zhuifeng, he was not sure what was going on.
"That's right. After you died, Director Wu Jiu found Mr. Liu, and Mr. Liu said you are going through the life and death disaster..."
Zhuifeng told all the things that happened after Lin Xiaofeng died.
After hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, and then said, "To put it this way, how long have I been dead?"
Zhuifeng said: "Five years."
"Five years." Lin Xiaofeng's pupils shrank slightly.
I didn't expect that five years have passed since my trip.
"So, you have been waiting for me for five years." Lin Xiaofeng was a little moved. You must know that the top of Kunlun Mountain is not a good place for romance.
It was snowing heavily, and staying here for a few days was a pain.
Zhuifeng and Wangcai actually waited for him for five years.
Lin Xiaofeng asked, "How is the Yin-Yang Realm now?"