Kuai Chuanzhi takes the study to wander

Chapter 90 Don't Be Afraid, You Also Have Backers 6
Spots of light appeared as far as the line of sight could see, gradually expanded from a little bit, and finally exploded. Under the violent impact, countless grand lights were formed.

Explosions merged again and again, going round and round, just like mayflies, coming and going.

Nan Yan opened her eyes and looked back, this big tree is the support of this world, just like she is the support of thousands of worlds.

The mayfly turns into light and nourishes the big tree, and she is also nourished by thousands of worlds.

The leaves were trembling, Nan Yan stretched out her hand, gently stroking the rough lines on it, the Nine Gates were conceived by the heavenly stars, and for this party the cultivator opened the ascension channel.

But now, the mayfly is still there, but moths have been born, the way of heaven has been suppressed, and bright light has been born, and the heavenly demons outside the territory are nowhere to be found.

Nan Yan looked at the void, got up and stepped into it, the sky and the earth turned, and she fell into a barrenness.

Sitting up from the ground, Nan Yan looked around, the big trees covering the sky and the sun, blocking the erosion of the sun, the sound of insects chirping all around, and the sound of reptiles gliding across the ground.

She walked among them, stepping on the withered leaves with embroidered shoes, grateful for the fact that her cultivation was still there.

Nan Yan closed her eyes slightly, her spiritual sense selected a place, and then she walked forward. She encountered many wild beasts along the way, and she avoided them all.

When I got out of the forest, I realized that my face was already dark, and the stars were changing in the sky, and there were few stars in the night, but there was no moon.

She concealed her figure with a trick, and flew into the city that appeared. This city was exceptionally simple, covered with traces of time, green vegetation climbing up, and vines growing around the city.

The night in the city is extremely quiet, but you can still feel the popularity. Lanterns are hung in front of every house, and the faint light shines on the door.

Waiting from dark to dawn, looking up but not seeing the sun, this is a place without sun and moon, and people living here are more like living in a container.

She transformed the clothes into ordinary dresses, and only then did she show her figure. Following the flow of people, she found an inn.

The owner of the store is an old lady, she can't see clearly at this time, "Do you want to stay in the store?" She asked in an old voice.

Nan Yan nodded, "One room."

The old woman muttered, "Recently there are more foreigners."

Nanyan went upstairs with the key, and looked back, only to see the door of the store, like a huge blank mouth.

She stepped into the room and stood by the window to observe everything here.

There are quite a few residents, but no children. They are all adults. They close their doors when it gets dark and come out to work at dawn, but no one chooses to leave the city.

Just in this small city, I do my own little things, which seem to be repeated every day, but there are subtle differences.

There are always people coming into the city on the road, that is, the outsiders that the shopkeeper said, but these outsiders are a little strange. After entering the city, they also chose this inn, going out every day, and then returning after dark.

When I came back, my face was dignified again, until finally my face was pale.

Finally, one night, the screams resounded through the sky, and the lights were turned on instantly. Looking carefully, the houses and houses seemed to form a figure.

A huge figure, that figure was lying on its stomach, was shaking slowly at this moment, and slowly raised its head.

The figure stood up completely, revealing the countless people below them. They were either sitting or lying down, no matter which one had their eyes closed.

It was a huge woman with long hair hanging loose and wearing a blue-black robe. At this moment, she was looking down at this small inn.

"Monster!" The scream sounded again, and the merchants in the inn surrounded each other and shivered.

The old woman in the store came out tremblingly, looked up at the woman who was covering the sky, and said slowly, "Outsider, my heart is too poisonous, I can't leave."

The woman's long hair was swimming like a snake, covering the entire street, extending to the inn, rolling up a group of people, perhaps because the harsh sound was too loud, the long hair passed through, tied them up, and swayed in it.

The old woman turned around slowly, "There is one more." She tilted her head slightly, panting continuously.

Nan Yan came down from upstairs, "Mother-in-law raised her just to protect this city?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't care, there are no newborns, only them, year after year, day after day, living." The old woman gasped, "They are all dead, they were all killed by foreigners."

She twisted her face in pain, "She complains, she is the patron saint of the city, and it is also the resentment of the people who died tragically in the city."

She couldn't bear it any longer, so she sat on the stool, "Get over it, the pain will be forgotten in the past, and we will be a family from now on."

Nan Yan sat beside the old woman, "Why don't you let them reincarnate."

The old woman twitched her lips, "What about reincarnation? The grievances are too heavy. If you don't take revenge, you can't leave. There will be more and more of them after a long time. It's like this when they gather together."

Her eyes were cloudy, "You can't kill people. If you kill people, you will never be able to reincarnate. You don't want to be discovered, so you can only erase the memory and make them a part of it."

She looked at Nan Yan slowly, "Are you an immortal cultivator?" Then she smiled, "That's a legend. Back then, one of our city went out to look for immortals. It didn't matter if he didn't come back. living hope."

"Would you like to hear the story of this place?" Maybe it's been a long time since no one spoke, the old woman began to ramble, "In the past, this was also a bustling town, with people coming and going, children playing, and seeing weddings in the city."

Wrinkles were all over her face, "But, it's been too long, I can't remember it. When I woke up, there were corpses all over the field. I don't know who I offended. There is no one alive in the city."

She stretched out her hand, "Old and old, my enemies have been forgotten. I seem to have been away for a long time, and I have grown up. It's just that the town is too empty. One day, a group of foreigners came and said they were here to hunt for treasure, and Yuan caught them." .”

Her hands kept shaking, "There are more people in the town, and it's lively. I'm very happy. There haven't been any foreigners for a long time, but every once in a while, there will always be a group of people."

"Me, I just look at the resentment, cough, cough." She coughed non-stop, "I don't remember the enemy." She bent down, tremblingly touching the table beside her, "Dead, all dead."

Tears welled up in her cloudy eyes, "Tell me, why did it disappear?"

"How long have you been away?" Nan Yan asked softly.

"I don't know how long I've been gone, from a young girl to an old lady." Her voice stopped suddenly, and she turned her head stiffly, "It's me, the person who is looking for immortals is me."

She looked at her hands, "I went to look for immortals, but I came back, and my home is gone."

"Resentment, resentment!" She said hoarsely, "It's my resentment!"

Tears fell on the ground, "This is my grievance, who is the enemy, I can't see it."

She lowered her head, "Who is it? I've been looking for it for thousands of years. It's me, it's me."

Like the curtain suddenly dissipated, it appeared elsewhere in the blink of an eye, the ruined city, the moon hanging high above, the decaying streets, dusty, and cobwebs.

A stooped old man came out of a bankrupt inn, her eyes were blank, and she held on to the door frame, "It's been too long."

(End of this chapter)