The people hanging upside down above their heads were talking one after another.

He sounded like there were innumerable sermons, echoing each other, and laughed softly again. The laughter swayed near and far as the rope swayed, getting sharper and sharper, and finally it seemed that the entire forbidden area was giggling.

The laughter continued for a while, and then stopped abruptly in the face of Tiansu Shangxian and good-looking.

The entire temple fell into dead silence in the silent gaze...

Although the scene was extremely bizarre, the hindrance demon found it funny.

Wu Xingxue stopped smiling before Xiao Fuxuan looked over, and asked in a serious tone, "Who are you?"

The sling swayed, and those people turned slowly. Because of hanging for too long, his body, neck and even face were stretched so long that it was hard to recognize the original shape.

"I?"

"Who am I?"

"Hahahahaha."

When he heard the question, Zhi He laughed again, and stopped abruptly after a while, whispering in a whispering voice—

"I am already dead."

"Bullshit, I'm still alive."

"Then both dead and alive."

"Hey……"

Knowing who sighed quietly, everyone followed with a long sigh, one after another, which was extremely comfortable to hear.

Wu Xingxue frowned, feeling that these people were the same as the demons, feminists, and even the people who were summoned in the Great Compassion Valley.

Those with inferior evil spirits can speak, Chaos Chaos seems to be unwise, and only knows how to be hungry and eat. Those who are powerful are no different from people, learn from living people to "chaos" the real, and they can tell the difference without any ability. As for the people who were called to harm, they spoke clearly when they were not exposed.

This was the first time he encountered something like this, and it was really hard to chat.

"What is he?" Wu Xingxue tugged at Xiao Fuxuan and asked quietly.

"I know." Xiao Fuxuan said.

There are many rare things in the world, with different shapes and spirits, and the gods may have seen everything and recognized them at a glance. Tiansu Shangxian is very talkative, and he likes to use empty words. He can only guess what he can be sure of. Asking is "knowing".

Habits have been famous in Xiandu for a long time, but they always fail in the same person repeatedly.

"Then you are talking nonsense." Wu Xingxue said.

Xiao Fuxuan: "..."

Xiao Fuxuan: "Bind."

Wu Xingxue: "Oh? What is that?"

The devil looked like "Shangxian is really powerful", and listened attentively.

Gongde Tiansu Shangxian broke the jar and said, "Mortals revolve around life and death with their spirits, and when they die, the spirits go to the next round. Flowers fall and the cycle goes back and forth. But spirits and flesh are not always together Some people have died physically, but because of their promises, their obsessions have not disappeared, their spirits have been gone for a long time, and they still live like a living person, which is called attachment. If you are bound for a certain reason, if you can be freed, it becomes a binding."

Xiao Fuxuan said, "Looking at his appearance, he looks a bit like He Tie."

Wu Xingxue felt okay when she heard the "attachment". When I heard "bound", my expression faded...

When he was gone, he asked: "The soul is bound, what about the body?"

Xiao Fuxuan said: "Where he is always, death can also leave, and it is very difficult to distinguish."

Wu Xingxue: "You think it's hard to tell? What? Like a dead person, no corpse qi?"

Xiao Fuxuan recalled a few "bonds" he had seen, and explained: "The bodies of those tied are always dead, and they know what happened. Over time, they will deceive themselves."

"What kind of deception?"

"He's going to grow again and again."

Wu Xingxue was stunned for a moment: "You mean...the body fell from the baby and grew again?"

"It must be from infancy, and it must grow into old age. Individuals are different."

Wu Xingxue's shape does have a strange feeling - a body without even a soul, it is no different from a walking dead, but he can be caught in the pile of living people. He has a process of growth, he will change his appearance with the years, and he will chat and laugh with people.

"It's really hard to tell a fairy..." Wu Xingxue said, "It's someone close to me, maybe I'll find out in a few decades."

But the person who finds it, I am afraid it will scare Half-Life!

Try the person next to your bed, or relatives at home, or close neighbors, who used to meet and laugh every day, but suddenly realize that he may already be alive one day... How many ordinary people can bear such a shock?

However, the most painful thing should be him.

Wu Xingxue suddenly felt some pity for the hanged people, he raised his head and asked, "How long have you been hanging?"

Those people turned in the wind, suddenly turning their backs to him, then slowly turning to their fronts. Because of his hanging upside down, the corners of his lips were pulled to either side of his cheeks, like a strange, self-controlled smile.

"I...I remember."

"It's been a long time, it's been a long time."

"Nearly a hundred years?"

Wu Xingxue thought, "It's no wonder that some people hanging upside down are talking like that, sometimes saying that they are alive, and then saying that they are dead, but they are mumbling. Anyone who has been taken out of the soul and held in a ghost place for more than a hundred years, I am afraid that it will also look like a confused and confused appearance.

"Then where were you originally born?" Wu Xingxue asked again.

In fact, he had hoped for anything, and he didn't think that some people could say why, but it was probably "forgot", "remember" and other answers.

Who would have thought that he would actually say something——

"Langzhou."

"Guizhou."

"Xiyuan people."

"Moving at the foot of the mountain."

...

The various answers were overwhelming like a "tidal wave", and the big devil heard a buzzing sound in his head.

"Okay..." Wu Xingxue said, "I see."

You are everywhere in the world.

Wu Xingxue pondered in his heart.

The inside is a temple, and it is easy to invite people to offer sacrifices, offerings and other things, and the spirits bound to it are used for eight or nine times out of ten.

He also asked, "Who are you bound to?" and "Why did you choose?" He opened his mouth, but was held back by Xiao Fuxuan.

Tiansu Shangxian seemed to be able to see through what he was, and said actively: "Some can be mentioned, such as..."

He paused for a moment, turned his head to Wu Xingxue's ear, and said in a low voice, "The Resentful Lord."

Wu Xingxue: "..."

He knew it was for those hanging upside down to hear, but...

The devil closed his eyes, and after a while he asked, "What?"

Xiao Fuxuan's indifferent voice was still very low: "It's easy to provoke resentment when you mention it, and the forbidden area has not yet been understood, so you should act rashly."

Demon: "Okay..."

He listened to the words honestly, and when Xiao Fuxuan stood up straight, he closed his cloak, and the fox fur covered most of his ears.

When the two were whispering, those people hanging upside down on the beams were still slowly 'swinging', no matter how they moved, those eyes were fixed on the two people breaking into the forbidden area. The ends of his eyes were drawn very long, and when he looked out of the corner of his eyes, he looked gloomy and focused.

He watched for a while, and several of them suddenly shook their shoulders.

Then, more people moved quietly - they saw countless flesh-colored twigs falling from the dense crowd, like an upside-down jungle.

If you look closely, you can see that it is actually a branch, but an elongated arm that is boneless.

Those people slowly opened their mouths, and those arms moved like snakes, reaching out to the two of them.

The whole temple is still very quiet, and the person who is talking seems to be unaware, and has not even turned his head.

The big devil said seriously: "But I still have a question."

Xiao Fuxuan's eyes moved slightly: "Speak."

"What if someone provokes them first?" The devil asked calmly.

"Then it can only be...killed." Xiao Fuxuan said, his thumb raised the hilt of the sword, and the long sword drew a very beautiful arc in his hand. Ling Lie's sword qi angered at that moment, forming countless slashes. Wind Chill.

He didn't look back, and the cold blade swept away.

Hearing countless "poofs" sound at the same time, the long arms like thousands of twigs can stop behind the two of them, only a millimeter away, but they can get close - it fell all over the ground in a shrill scream. .

The next moment, those cold blades and swords turned, with extremely strong killing intent, they went straight to the people hanging upside down.

He is crazy to evade, and it can suppress the ground when he is the wedge of the wedge: "Ah, ah, ah.

However, those cold beams stopped at the moment they pressed against his scalp!

He could clearly feel that he had been stabbed in pairs since he was stabbed in pairs, but it was too late to see Jianmang take a step closer. The feeling of waiting was the most tortured. The grinding made him tremble all over, and even the rope creaked.

"It's hard to wait until someone comes, catch and hang it, and replace you?" Wu Xingxue raised her head and asked.

"..."

Those people were still shaking, but said a word. The entire temple was dead silent, representing a certain acquiescence.

Wu Xingxue was also angry. He obviously hadn't touched the scene a few times, but he felt strange. Those who were stuffed with boy statues, like those who were bound in spirits, always found some other hapless person to replace them.

It's just a coincidence that they all found the wrong person.

Wu Xingxue glanced at Xiao Fuxuan and asked, "Can I do business with him?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "...Did I stop you?"

Wu Xingxue raised his face again with satisfaction: "Come on, stay in the forbidden area for a long time and become familiar with it. You can honestly tell me the situation of the forbidden area, and I will help you to release the spiritual bond."

Who knew those faces slowly looked at him: "You solved it."

Wu Xingxue asked, "How can you be sure?"

Those people stretched their necks, stared at the sword lights carefully, and repeated the sentence firmly: "You just solved it."

Wu Xingxue was asking again, and suddenly saw a very strange person in the spirit of the hanged man. Compared with the other hanged men, that person seemed to be more sober, and his eyes were not so chaotic and dirty.

"Look at that person." Wu Xingxue poked Xiao Fuxuan and motioned him to look at the special person, "What happened to him?"

Xiao Fuxuan said: "That should be because the physical body is about to wake up, so the spiritual soul is struggling badly."

The body is waking up?

"You mean, that body is about to realize that it is already alive?" Wu Xingxue asked.

"It's fast, I may have realized it."

The man struggled, his face contorted and even turned upside down, and the huge bags under his eyes made him almost open his eyes. He looked in the direction of Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan with difficulty, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't say anything.

After a while, he called out, "I'm so uncomfortable..."

Wu Xingxue stared at the bags under his eyes, suddenly stunned.

"I know who he is." He grabbed Xiao Fuxuan and whispered.

Before, the face was hanging upside down, and it was dragged for a long time, so it was extremely difficult to identify. After a while, he flipped in convulsions for a moment, and there were those huge bags under his eyes, and the two finally found a familiar shadow on his face.

That is the shopkeeper of the inn.

In an instant, Wu Xingxue almost reacted.

The shopkeeper of He Inn will appear there?

But before he got up to the forbidden area again, the innkeeper seemed to be able to say what he could say, and everything seemed to be strung together—

What if the bound spirits were sacrifices? If he is pulled out of his spirit, is it to let his physical body live forever, covered in a certain place for a long time, can he be separated from death?

What if the banning of Shenmu was not an understatement as in the legends, and it depended only on some formations and one forbidden area, but on many, many people? The inn shopkeeper was just the one who just happened to be guarding the entrance.

Wu Xingxue suddenly gave birth to a terrible——

Xiao Fuxuan said that the physical body will continue to live in the same place and grow again and again when the spirits are pulled away.

But what if the neighbors are also "bound"? What if the neighbors you see every day are "bound"?

Does that mean that no one can immediately notice it?

He forgot who ever said that Luohuatai is really an excellent place in the world, and no matter how "chaotic" the discussion is, it will still be comfortable, lively, and noisy.

Others said that it might be that the spiritual energy of the god wood was still there, and it has been blessing that place.

Come on now, that's actually not normal. There is no reason why the living are affected by "chaos".

But what if the entire mountain city is bound? What if those hustle and bustle were long ago dead and just locked there forever, day after day, year after year, the scene of the light-on-the-fly market on the third day of March?

Just like those bodies without souls, doing everything with self-deception - growing, growing old, talking and laughing with people.

Wu Xingxue's face was sinking like water, and his eyes swept across the densely packed faces.

Looking at it again, he finally found a few slightly familiar faces - the fat man in the inn, the second boy in the inn, and even the tea stall guy who yelled at him when he was in Huashan City, the storyteller with high cheekbones, and the explanation. The waiter who knocked over a carload of fat powder...

In the end, he even had some sort of distinction, whether it was the engraved self-identification of those people. It was Wu Xingxue who had also identified those people one by one.

Those are the faces that add to the liveliness and noise on the Falling Flower Terrace. He once lit a candle, and the twelve li mountains reflected brightly day and night, and the long lights were like dragons.

That is Luohuashan City that he once praised with many people.

He was born there.