Chapter 111: In the illusion, do you see the past or the future?
Chapter 111: In the illusion, do you see the past or the future?
Bai Jin returned home and felt a little uncomfortable living without Jiang Yunjiu.
The room seemed exceptionally quiet. Bai Jin slowly walked to the bedside, gently lay down where Jiang Yunjiu was lying, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
The familiar smell instantly lingered in his nose, and his heart gradually calmed down.
In this familiar smell, Bai Jin's thoughts gradually drifted away, and he recalled every little thing he did with Jiang Yunjiu in the yard.
Bai Jin took out the communication talisman from the space bag. He hesitated for a long time, but in the end he did not dare to disturb Jiang Yunjiu who was in seclusion.
He knew that Jiang Yunjiu's retreat this time was crucial and he couldn't let her be distracted by his longing for her.
He took out another communication talisman, but at this time Bai Jin seemed to have forgotten that Su Yan was caught by Jing Jin and taken home for education.
"Su Yan, I miss my wife." Bai Jin spoke first, his voice filled with longing and a hint of loneliness.
The next moment, Bai Jin only heard the soft moaning sound of "Um...don't~".
Bai Jin stood there in a daze. It took him a while to react and he quickly hung up the communication talisman.
Before hanging up, the words "Fuck!" came out of his mouth uncontrollably.
Bai Jin felt so embarrassed. He could easily imagine that Su Yan was pressed down on the bed, immersed in their intimate world with Jing Jin, and he had inappropriately disturbed other people's interest at this time.
He slapped his forehead in frustration: "How could I be so stupid? Why didn't I think of this situation?"
He paced back and forth in the room, trying to calm himself down.
That embarrassing scene kept appearing in his mind and could not be shaken off.
After a long time, Bai Jin calmed down a little, sighed helplessly, and returned to bed.
The air was filled with the scent of Jiang Yun wine. The familiar aroma gradually calmed Bai Jin's heart. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his thoughts gradually became blurred.
At dawn, he was awakened by a knock on the door. Bai Jin drowsily opened his eyes, a trace of doubt in his heart. So early! I'm going to die! Who is it? He stood up, straightened his clothes, walked to the door and opened it.
Yin Shao was standing outside the door. Bai Jin was irritable and asked, "What's up? What do you want from me so early in the morning?"
Yin Shao dragged Bai Jin towards the Soul Forest, saying as he flew, "The genius is anxious to find you, otherwise why would I look for you for no reason!"
Bai Jin was a bit embarrassed by being dragged by Yin Shao, and he muttered dissatisfiedly: "Gutou is looking for me? Shouldn't he go to the formation? Why go to the Soul Forest?"
Yin Shao was surprised and couldn't help but stop flying forward. After stabilizing himself in the air, he turned around to look at Bai Jin and said, "You're quite smart. You usually look quite stupid, but you actually figured out that they are the same person."
Bai Jin raised his chin slightly and said with a smug look on his face, "The red color of that quilt is so obvious, and it's the same style. If you pay a little attention, you can tell there's a connection."
Yin Shao chuckled and shook his head, "Oh, I'm lucky to have seen that quilt."
His expression became somewhat sentimental, and his voice lowered considerably: "That quilt was used when they got married. It was the last connection between Luosang and her."
Bai Jin was slightly startled, a complex wave of emotions welling up in his heart. He hadn't expected the quilt to hold such a special meaning. "I see, no wonder..." Bai Jin said softly.
Yin Shao sighed lightly and continued to fly forward. They soon arrived at the Soul Forest.
They came to an open space where human-shaped bones stood quietly.
Yin Shao said to the human-shaped skeleton, "The person has been sent to you." There was a hint of helplessness and anxiety in his tone.
After saying that, he kicked Bai Jin down without hesitation, then turned around and left quickly.
Fortunately, the height was not high, otherwise Bai Jin would have fallen to his death.
Bai Jin struggled to steady himself, his heart filled with anger. "Yin Shao is too much! He just threw me down like that."
He muttered as he looked up at the humanoid skeleton and asked, "What do you want from me?"
A mysterious light flickered in the hollow eye sockets of the humanoid skeleton. It quietly gazed at the crack in the sky and asked in an ethereal and distant voice, "In the illusion, did you see the past or the future?"
Bai Jin was slightly startled, and the scenes in the illusion flashed through his mind. He calmed down and replied, "It seems like the past."
After saying this, he stared closely at the human-shaped bones, his heart full of doubts.
The human-shaped skeleton remained silent, just standing there quietly, as if thinking about something.
After a moment, it suddenly moved, took out the Tianhun Grass and handed it to Bai Jin.
Bai Jin's eyes widened, his heart filled with surprise. He had long thought of this herb, but he only had one and didn't dare ask for it, fearing that the humanoid bone would need it.
"Are you really giving it to me? You really don't need it? It can repair your soul." Bai Jin couldn't help but ask, a hint of disbelief in his voice. The humanoid skeleton remained silent, only nodding slightly, as if to signal Bai Jin to accept it.
Bai Jin hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out and took the Heavenly Soul Grass. He carefully put the Heavenly Soul Grass into his space bag, his heart full of doubts. Bai Jin asked, "Did you come to me just to give me the Heavenly Soul Grass?"
The humanoid skeleton looked at the sky, paused for a moment, and slowly said, "Not entirely. The formation can't last long. The Ghost City is really in dire straits. I hope you can help it fight for a glimmer of hope."
Bai Jin frowned, completely confused as to why the ghost town had reached such a desperate situation. "What do you mean?" he demanded.
The humanoid skeleton tilted its head slightly and looked at Bai Jin: "I don't know what will appear in the crack, but I can feel that whatever appears will kill all the creatures here."
Bai Jin was shocked. He didn't expect the situation in the ghost town to be so serious.
"Aren't there some immortals in the ghost town? Even the immortals can't save the ghost town?" Bai Jin asked.
The humanoid skeleton just shook his head slightly.
He stared at the human-shaped bones, not understanding why even a powerful immortal could not save the ghost town.
The humanoid skeleton slowly said, "The fact that a wandering immortal can appear in a ghost town must be tacitly approved by Heaven, but there are always pros and cons."
Bai Jin fell into deep thought, his heart filled with worry. He wondered what would emerge from the crack? Would it be the impressive black shadow from the illusion, or something about the black water?
Bai Jin: "Even the immortals can't save him, how can I? I'm just an ordinary person!" His tone was full of helplessness and self-mockery.
Bai Jin really couldn't understand how he could have saved the ghost town from such a desperate situation.
The human-shaped bones did not speak.
After a moment, Bai Jin asked, "I have two friends who are transformed monsters. Do you know where they are?"
The humanoid bones moved slightly, making a slight sound, and then slowly said: "A dragon and a tiger? One is in the Soul River in the west. The other is in the Demon Realm Forest in the south."
Bai Jin felt a surge of unease when he heard the humanoid skeleton's words. "Isn't there black water outside the ghost town?" he asked doubtfully.
The humanoid bones moved slightly: "Cracks appear, and the black water descends. I wonder if the black water will disappear."
Then he said: "The Soul River is not black water but the Demon River."
Bai Jin's eyes widened, his heart filled with shock. He had always thought that the Soul River was entirely black water, but he had never expected it to be a river filled with demonic energy.
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