Chapter fifty-six clues ...

"There are 18 days and one night here. There are more than 17 days at night, but only two hours during the day." Bai Li said, "Only when the day passes through the Evil Crater, the door will open, and we will come in from there. Yes, I'm afraid I have to get out of there."

After Shi Wuji listened, he didn't speak for a long time, holding his chin and quietly watching the flames in the fire, not knowing what he was thinking. Bai Li stared at his profile for a while, thinking to himself, he must be thinking about how to get out of here.

As soon as this thought came up, an uncontrollable killing intent suddenly appeared in his chest. Thinking of the past and the future, Bai Li thought to himself: "It's better to tell him to turn around and abandon me after going out. , Forget me, it's better to detain him here, even if it is a corpse, I don't care about the mess outside, and I will feel at ease by guarding his bones for the rest of my life."

"……Woolen cloth?"

Shi Wuyuan seemed to have said something, but Bai Li was distracted for a while and didn't hear it. It wasn't until Shi Wuyuan touched him lightly with his elbow that Bai Li came back to his senses and asked, "What did you say?"

"I asked and then what?"

Bai Li didn't understand what he meant. After a while, he asked inexplicably, "What and then?"

Shi Wuyuan fiddled with the fire and asked very patiently, "Didn't you say that you killed your cheap dad here, and then what?"

Bai Li gave an "oh", and after a long time, he said, "Later I also wondered if I could go back to the human world through this place. The world, the 18th cycle, but it has to come from and go back. So in the end I couldn't, and I had to go back to the Demon Sect."

It was probably because the firewood was too wet, and it made a "crackling" sound when it burned. Shi Wuyuan threw down the poker and yawned lightly. His spirit was still not very good, and he leaned against the fire with a little tiredness. He lowered his eyes and asked, "Why do you want to go back to the human world, why are you related to those monsters... Why do you keep those things in the shadows?"

Bai Li didn't answer for a long time again, he sat silently on the side, only the corners of his mouth fluctuated uncontrollably, and after a few ups and downs, he finally reluctantly showed a nondescript smile that could frighten a child, and asked, "Why do you Suddenly remembered to ask this?"

Shi Wuyuan frowned, turned his eyes away, and said indifferently: "I'm talking too much, and the devil doesn't want to mention it."

He said "Demon Lord" on the left, "Demon Lord" on the right, like a thorn, Bai Li's anger that was interrupted by him just now couldn't help but return a little bit, but after thinking about it, he also felt that the anger was quite angry. It makes no sense. Apart from the two of them, there is no one alive here, which is strange. After calming down for a while, he said: "I killed the head of all demons, and many demons are naturally trying to fight me, not for revenge, but the seat is vacant, and they always want to make a move. We have little strength, I haven’t learned the skills, and I can’t fight them recklessly, so I have to hide in the east and hide while slowly accumulating my own strength.”

Shi Wuyuan's profile disappeared in the firelight, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking. The two sat around the fire, like old friends who hadn't seen for many years, talking without a word, Bai Li said. : "The shadow demon with no form and body you see is actually not a monster, but the wreckage after the demon was killed."

Rao Shi Shi was knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and he had never heard of such a thing, so he couldn't help raising his head to listen to him carefully, Bai Li said: "Kill a monster, and put its wreckage in the shadow within three days. , I can get its power. I had to do this in order to live at that time. I don’t know what’s good or bad, and I don’t have consciousness. I only know how to kill people. Peeping at me, waiting for a backlash."

Shi Wuyuan frowned and said solemnly, "Aren't you too dirty!"

Bai Li smiled bitterly. After a while, he turned his head and stared at Shi Wuyuan, as if he had been looking into his eyes, and asked softly, "Are you worried about me?"

Shi Wuyuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he didn't know how to answer him. It's a matter of people and people, and even to this day, even nodding or shaking his head, he needs to think carefully, and he is very at a loss.

Bai Li narrowed his eyes, and the haze in his eyes seemed to dissipate a lot. He sighed, and suddenly grabbed Shi Wuji's hand and said in a low voice, "You worry about me, I'm very... happy."

Shi Wuyuan subconsciously wanted to break away from him, but when he heard this sentence, he couldn't bear it for some reason.

Over the years, when they were happy in their hearts, there were too few.

In the world of the ten directions, in the vast world of red dust, there is always such a person who seems to be unhappy in everything he does. He always has a negative emotion in his heart, and this seems to be the whole force that supports his life.

Looking at the past and present, in fact, most people who can achieve great things do not have the good fortune of having both parents and brothers. The ancients said that "the sky will give a great responsibility to a man, and he must first suffer his mind and work his muscles and bones", probably because human nature prefers leisure and dislikes labor. , People who are too happy, people who are too happy are mostly content with the status quo, and rarely have any ambitions.

People who love Fenghuaxueyue only seek for a beautiful smile every day, and after asking for this smile, they feel that it is the golden wind and jade dew meeting, and it is worth dying to die. Those who love their wives and children, run around every day to support their family, and have a happy wife and children. They feel that there is nothing in the world that is worth entanglement in life and death.

This seems to be a curse from ancient times. Those happy emotions can rarely really make a person go too far on a certain road. They usually tie people in a circle, so that people know that there is a day, but they are willing to sit well.

Only hatred, anger, unwillingness, shame, and hatred can support a man to squeeze out the last bit of energy on his soul and flesh for decades, allowing him to grit his teeth to the end on a road that no one has ever walked. Use yourself as fuel to burn to the last moment of your life.

However, when they finally became a great cause, they found that these things did not make them happy.

Others may wonder, in this case, why not let go of yourself and let go of others?

But in fact, the desperate person does not necessarily understand this truth, but he cannot control it. Probably all living beings, most mortals, can't be like saints and stones, no matter what the situation changes, they can stay unmoved.

The so-called fans of the authorities are actually just... It is difficult for a person to control his own heart.

Such as Baili, such as Shi Wuyuan.

Or they can't bear it, they all know that what they are doing is wrong, and they feel equally uncomfortable in their hearts, but they can't enter or retreat.

However, in this ghostly place isolated from the world, in the slow night of the two-hour sun on the 18th, Shi Wuyuan suddenly wanted to breathe a sigh of relief and let go.

After an unknown period of time, no one spoke, Shi Wuyuan finally couldn't stop his sleepiness, leaned on the big rock on the side, lowered his head and closed his eyes to sleep. Bai Li didn't move until Shi Wuyuan's hand, which he was holding, had turned from cold to slightly sweaty. No matter how to laugh, practiced several times for a long time before felt decent.

So he kept this smile contentedly, gently pulled Shi Wuyuan's wrist, pulled the person who was curled up against the big rock into his arms, untied the tattered coat, and wrapped him in.

Just like many years ago, they depended on each other for life.

The two of them were trapped in this ghost place together. No matter how big the show was outside, now they can only keep things simple, just hunting some game every day, picking a limited number of wild fruits to feed their stomachs, sometimes because Bai Li is too stupid , often get in the way, but also quarrel with each other a few words.

Bai Li's temper became more and more uncontrollable and temperamental. One sentence could make him look good, or one sentence made him think of something and suddenly became angry. Most of Shi Wuyuan didn't bother to have the general knowledge with him, and shut up if it didn't make sense.

In fact, when he was young, he thought that Bai Li was a girl, and he tolerated him in every possible way. At that time, Bai Li was a normal half-demon who could speak human words. Thinking about it, whether it was the situation or the things that were hidden in his shadow all the year round, it was all right. His temperament has a lot of influence.

Everything was simple, until Shi Wuyuan couldn't help sweating and sweating on his body, and insisted on going to wash. The fish in this river are even more ferocious than he imagined. He just cleaned a little and had to be careful. However, when he was ready to go ashore, he was negligent when putting on his clothes and hid slowly. That body was already fast. The clothes that were torn into pieces were damaged, and they had changed from a robe to a short dress, and almost accidentally changed from a short dress to a fart curtain.

So Shi Wuyuan, who was about to put on his clothes, put on half his clothes and stood by the river in embarrassment, holding a culprit in one hand. Mouth, the dead fish's eyes were round and big, still struggling endlessly, and Shi Wuyuan raised his hand and threw it to the shore.

Bai Li stared at him without hesitation, if it weren't for his pure expression, he would have looked like a disciple.

"What are you looking at?" Shi Wuyuan lost his voice, shook the water on his body, and wrapped the rag around his body without hesitation. Walking up and sitting beside the fire, he suddenly saw the leaves that Baili used to roll water for him that day. He remembered that the leaves were extremely tough, so he grabbed them and held them in his hands.

Bai Li said, "You are too thin."

Shi Wuduo's hand moved for a while, and suddenly felt that this sentence was more difficult than scolding him, so he didn't know how to respond, so he answered vaguely, and then said, "borrow your nails for me."

Bai Li stretched out his hand as he said, and the unusually sharp jet-black nails on his five fingers popped out. Shi Wuyuan used his nails to draw a long "leaf line" on the leaves. As expected, he was used to his hand, and he cut the leaves into strips of equal thickness in a few strokes. Then he picked up the broken part of the clothes and looked at it. Putting it on, going around a few times, and connecting the two pieces of rags in a few times, then put the clothes on himself, gathered the leaf strips, and dexterously weave a belt with ten fingers.

Bai Li couldn't help but leaned over to take a look, his shadow pressed over, Shi Wuyuan said casually: "Sit over there, don't block my light."

Bai Li leaned back a little, and withdrew some light to him.

Shi Wuyuan suddenly raised his head—his shadow just now...

Bai Li didn't understand what he was surprised at, and asked, "What?"

"It's nothing." Shi Wuduan said without changing his expression, "Is this thing not poisonous?"

Bai Li did not doubt that he was there, but said, "There is nothing in the leaves, don't worry about it."

Shi Wuyuan lowered his head again and finished editing the rest of the piece. He glanced at Bai Li's shadow, either intentionally or unintentionally - the ghost's backlash. At this moment, those things did not follow into the evil fire realm, Bai Li's shadow It's just his own shadow, which moves up and down with his movements. Shi Wuyuan hasn't paid attention to it for the past few days. There is a virtual edge around Bai Li's shadow.

It was not made by ordinary light, but the void that seemed to melt, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

"Why is this happening?" Shi Wuyuan thought while cutting off the remaining leaves, "He is not a mortal person, there is a spirit in the shadow, and the shadow melts for no reason, it only means...he is not full of soul. In the past, in his shadow A lot of mess, no one can see it, so when did this start?"

Before Shi Wuyuan could turn around these thoughts and ask, suddenly, a dazzling light rose from the horizon. Duoqi is a big cloud, and under the cloud is a sun that seems to be three or four circles larger than the outside.

Two hours of daylight! The channel is open!

Shi Wuyuan stood up facing Guang, but he didn't see Bai Li's face behind him suddenly sinking.

He was leaving, and he was leaving again - at that moment, there was only one thought left in Bai Xin's mind, as if it was just the judgment of the end, Shi Wuyuan was planning to find out where the so-called "passage" was, and moved forward. After taking a step, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind, grabbed his neck tightly, and yanked him back into the mountain.

"You again..." Shi Wuyuan grabbed his wrist, only to hear a "hiss", and the clothes that had just been repaired to the point of being able to wear cracked again.