Sanctuary Paradise
Chapter 592 Silent
Chapter 592 Silent
Is the feeling after seeing it with my own eyes really more desolate than the memories transmitted from Ling Yuzi...
In the cockpit, Xin Lailai looked at the picture displayed on the screen, lowered his eyes slightly, and pulled a lever in the cockpit.
Om-! !
The hatch opened, and then Xin Lailai and Yamu jumped out of the cockpit, and the Death Bearer followed closely behind them, holding Saint Xiaobai. The next second, a circle of invisible soul fluctuations spread out, covering an area of several kilometers in radius. Xin Lailai looked at the people around him and said:
"There are still some filthy ghosts with limited mobility, but they are all within the first level."
"Understood~! Brother Black Sword, you guys go ahead and do your work. It will probably take me several hours to finish my work."
Yamu made a gesture, and then ignored Xin Lailai and the others. Instead, he squatted on one knee, put one hand on the huge platform under his feet, closed his eyes and sensed the completeness of this teleportation array.
"Well, thank you for your hard work, Brother Yamu."
Seeing this, Xin Lailai didn't say much, just nodded, recorded the spatial coordinates here, and then turned his attention to other places.
Although some preparatory work has been done, setting up a teleportation array spanning 40,000 kilometers is obviously not something that can be done in a short time. This is why he asked Yamu to choose the base point. After all, only the other party, who is half a space array master, knows how to set up a space teleportation array most efficiently.
"I'm going to kill some evil spirits in the erosion area. I'll leave her to you."
A cold and pleasant voice sounded, and the Death Carrier, who was holding Saint Xiaobai in a princess hug, placed her gently on the ground. He then grasped the large black sword behind him that exuded a strong aura of death, took a step forward, and instantly turned into a black afterimage, rushing towards the severely eroded area from which they came.
"..."
Xin Lailai looked at this scene, and then looked at the little white saint who was curiously looking at the direction where the deceased left, and a look of helplessness appeared in her eyes.
He didn't have much to say about the decision of the Death Bearer. After all, the other party's profession required a lot of killing and death to grow. What's more, there were a large number of dark purple treasure chests in the treasure chest space of the three of them. Considering the number of filthy creatures in this world and their respective needs to spend money, if conditions permit, it is still necessary to replace all those dark purple or even light gold treasure chests with gold quality.
——Just like that, he became the one with the least to do.
Xin Lailai looked around at himself and Saint Xiaobai who were left there. After thinking for a while, he took out the Alchemy Book from the storage space. When he was about to take advantage of this time to improve his proficiency in alchemy, a small hand suddenly pulled the corner of his clothes gently, which made him startled and look at Saint Xiaobai beside him.
"What's wrong? Lily."
Xin Lailai looked at the young Saint Xiaobai's innocent face and asked with a smile, while Saint Xiaobai pursed her lips and pointed at the scene in front of her.
In front? Is there something in front? No, that's not right. Look at what Lily means...
"You want to go see the city?"
Xin Lailai asked and expressed her guess, and when Saint Xiaobai heard it, her eyes covered by protective clothing lit up and she nodded her head vigorously.
Is this so...
That’s right. Since her birth, Saint Little White has never really come into contact with a human city, so it’s normal for her to be curious.
"Well, let's just treat it as gathering intelligence..."
Xin Lailai looked at the Saint White who clenched her hands slightly in front of her, as if she was worried that he would reject her. She smiled, touched her head, and said:
"In that case, how about I accompany you around here?"
Upon hearing this, Saint Xiaobai nodded her head repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice, and rushed out excitedly. But after walking a few steps, she seemed to remember something, and suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Xin Lailai behind her, as if to confirm whether Xin Lailai had caught up.
Seeing this, Xin Lailai laughed, walked forward and followed the pace of Saint Xiaobai. Seeing this, Saint Xiaobai nodded her head with satisfaction and continued to lead the way in front. From time to time, she would look back to see if Xin Lailai was keeping up, like a little adult, which made Xin Lailai couldn't help laughing.
Wow——! !
The howling wind swept by, blowing up the yellow sand all over the sky. In the dilapidated city, two figures, one big and one small, walked on the streets filled with a slightly rotten smell. Every time they passed a building, the little white saint walking in front could not help but stay for a while, and from time to time she would push the door and go in to take a look, as if she was full of curiosity about everything here.
Xin Lailai always maintained the Xingluo field within a radius of about one kilometer, and cast a psychic acceleration spell on herself to increase her reaction speed in advance to ensure that she could react immediately to any emergency.
"However, the evil spirits here don't seem to be very aggressive..."
After moving for a distance, Xin Lailai glanced at the dilapidated buildings beside him, squinted his eyes, and thought about something in his mind.
Also in a state of severe hunger, the filthy ghosts on the plateau would desperately try to pounce on and take a bite of flesh even if they were too hungry to move. On the other hand, the filthy ghosts in this ruined city, some of whom were clearly still able to move based on the detection results, were all indifferent to them walking on the street. They all stayed there like sculptures, either crawling or curled up, with no sign of aggressiveness at all.
"Uh...uh...!"
Suddenly, a hoarse sobbing sound came from the side. Xin Lailai's eyes moved, and when he was about to chop out the deep ink in his hand, he stopped there after sensing the specific scene. Not only him, but also the Saint Xiaobai who was walking in front of him also stopped her cheerful steps after hearing the sobbing beside her, and turned to look to her left:
I saw a skinny old ghost with a hunched back, whose lower body seemed to have merged with the ground beneath him. He was whimpering slightly and stretching out his hands towards the ground with difficulty, as if he wanted to grab something. If you look at the ground in front of him, you can see a stained swaddling cloth lying on the ground, and a headless baby ghost lying in the swaddling cloth, sliding its four tentacle-like arms as if trying to hook the old ghost's hands.
"..."
Xin Lailai looked at this scene without saying a word. She neither put down the Yuan Mo in her hand nor raised it again. She just watched it all quietly. After observing for a while, the little saint girl on the side walked forward timidly, tiptoed to the old ghost, carefully picked up the swaddling clothes that fell on the ground, stood on tiptoe, and delivered it to the old ghost under the watchful eyes of Xin Lailai and the Black Knight and the nun who appeared at some point.
"Uh...uh..."
A hoarse whimpering sound was heard, and the old ghost took the swaddling clothes with his dry arms like twigs with great care. A gentle look appeared on his wrinkled face like a mummy. He used his five long fingers like twigs to slowly interact with the headless baby ghost in the swaddling clothes, gradually slowing down the baby ghost's movements. Finally, the four tentacle-like hands retracted into the swaddling clothes, and the tiny flesh whiskers on the neck rose and fell gently, making it look like it was asleep.
"Uh~uh..."
After the baby ghost in the cradle calmed down, the old ghost looked at the Little White Saint beside him with a hoarse whimper, slowly pulled out a dry arm, took out two ordinary candies that had long been spoiled from his tattered coarse cloth robe, and gently placed them in the hands of the Little White Saint, as if to thank her.
Saint Xiaobai looked at the candy in her hand, then at the old man and the baby in his cradle. She bit her lip slightly and turned to look at Xin Lailai behind her, as if she wanted to say something. Xin Lailai's steady voice rang out along with the sound of the yellow sand rubbing: "If these are just ordinary filthy ghosts with little mobility, they will not cause any burden to the White Crystal even if they are purified. If it doesn't work, you can also use the boundary thunder to empty the filthy power inside. Although it is a bit troublesome to rearrange the spell, it is still within my ability."
The calm words fell, and when the little white saint heard it, her sapphire-like eyes suddenly sparkled. A happy smile appeared on her little face. After nodding her head vigorously, she looked at the old ghost in front of her again, took a deep breath, a look of determination appeared on her little face, she untied the protective suit at her arm, slowly raised her little hand, and closed her eyes.
Om-! !
The next second, a soft white light rose from the palm of Saint Xiaobai, like a ray of warm sunshine, dispelling the surrounding darkness and gently enveloping the old ghost in front of him, causing the bark-like skin on his body to fade away little by little, and his figure also turned gray little by little.
“Uh…uh, uh uh…!”
When the old ghost saw this scene, he seemed to be stimulated by something and became extremely excited. He kept whimpering indistinctly and his arms were shaking violently like branches. Even the baby ghost in his arms was awakened. The Black Knight on the side instinctively prepared to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Xin Lailai.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen."
Xin Lailai stared at the scene in front of him. The holy figure of Saint Xiaobai, shrouded in white light, was reflected in his dark pupils. He spoke calmly, and almost at the same time as his voice fell, the hoarse sobbing of the old ghost in front of him gradually turned into a choking sound mixed with some kind of emotion:
“Uh uh… wuuuu… wuuuu…”
A choking sound like crying came from the ruins, and the old ghost was seen looking at the white light in front of him. The scarlet color in his pupils quickly faded, and his dry arms stretched forward with difficulty, as if he wanted to chase and embrace the light in front of him.
Tick tock~!
Finally, a gleam of tears flashed in the eyes of the old ghost, slid down his wrinkled face, and dripped onto the ground. The bodies of the old ghost and the baby ghost in his arms also completely turned gray and white, collapsing and dissipating bit by bit in the yellow sand and cold wind.
Only then did the Little White Saint slowly put down her little hands, bit her lips, and looked down at the rags and swaddling clothes that had fallen to the ground in front of her. She squatted down, piled them into a small mound of earth, put a candy that the old evil ghost had given her on it, picked up a stone to press it down, and then stood up again.
Xin Lailai watched all this without saying a word from beginning to end, until Saint Xiaobai came back to his side and gently grasped the corner of his clothes. Then he looked down at her childish but determined face, reached out and held her hand, then looked up at the street in front of him and said:
"Go ahead, just do what you want to do, we will take care of the rest."
Upon hearing this, Saint Xiaobai looked up at Xin Lailai's expression, then nodded vigorously, looked at the scene in front of her seriously, took Xin Lailai's broad hand, and took the initiative to walk forward.
Boom——! Boom——! Boom——!
Heavy footsteps sounded slowly from the deserted street. The tall black knight and the nun in ghost form followed the two step by step and moved forward with them.
The dark sky, shaped like a tide, slowly flows across the sky, indicating the passage of time in this world where there has been no distinction between day and night for twenty years.
In the ruins, the Little White Saint led Xin Lailai through one street after another, and time and again let the white light symbolizing salvation light up in this silent city for twenty years. From the old man who was ignored but silently waiting for something; to the strong man who supported himself in the ruins and used his body to protect his wife and children who had long been reduced to evil spirits; to the scholar who sat quietly in the school, waiting for the students who would never arrive...
Gradually, the sound of the wind that was originally just desolate and dilapidated seemed to be filled with a whimper, as if the wailing that was frozen twenty years ago had finally melted. The footsteps of the Black Knight and the Nun echoed in the city, like mourning bells, bidding farewell to this lifeless city in the white light that rose and fell again and again.
Xin Lailai just followed behind Saint Xiaobai silently throughout the whole process, watching her from timidly approaching those unclean ghosts with remnants of their previous life thoughts at the beginning to bravely approaching them, watching the unclean ghosts turn into grayish-white dust in the warm white light, quietly witnessing it all.
Three hours later, the Little White Saint stopped in front of a deserted hut. She confirmed the safety of the room with Xin Lailai with her eyes. Then, at Xin Lailai's nod, she took a deep breath, put her little hand on the door handle and gently pulled it.
Crunch~!
The air with a slightly rancid smell gently hit the protective shield on Saint Xiaobai's face. The wooden door in front of them slowly opened, revealing the scene inside the house:
I saw a little girl with both eyes severely sunken and half of her body rotted sitting quietly in front of a square table. On the table, a rotten cake was quietly placed there, with twelve small candles on it. Next to the cake, there was a letter covered with a thick layer of dust and a small gift box that had never been opened.
Is this the last evil ghost in this city...
Xin Lailai looked at the scene inside the house, looked at the little girl evil ghost who was completely indifferent to their arrival, and followed the Little White Saint into the house. At the same time, he swept the letter paper on the table with the Star Luo Domain, and after reading the contents written on it instantly, he was silent for a moment and looked at the Little White Saint in front of him.
Da da da……
After Saint Xiaobai walked into the house, she first carefully observed the little girl ghost sitting in front of the cake without saying a word. Then she closed her eyes and felt it carefully for a while, and a trace of sadness appeared on her little face.
Finally, under the gazes of Xin Lailai and the Black Knight and the nun outside the house, the Little White Saint opened her eyes with a look of determination in her eyes. She took the initiative to walk to the little girl, the evil ghost, who was about her own age, and took out paper and pen and began to paint seriously.
A few minutes later, after finishing her painting, Saint Xiaobai put down her paintbrush, picked up the matchbox on the table, took out a match from it, and looked at Xin Lailai behind her. Xin Lailai seemed to have anticipated what Saint Xiaobai wanted to express. She moved her mental power slightly, mobilizing all the fire elements around her that were so thin that they were almost negligible, condensed a small flame at her fingertips, and lit the match in Saint Xiaobai's hand.
The faint light of fire flickered in the dim room. Saint Little White looked at the small flame in her hand, protecting it with her small hands, and carefully moved it to the small candles in the rotten cake, lighting them one by one.
Wow~!
As the twelve candles burned, a little warmth spread from the house, and the little girl ghost who was originally sitting in the house seemed to sense something. She raised her head little by little, and the swaying flames were reflected in her scarlet pupils. Her lips were slightly open, and she tried to say something, but could only make sobs.
Facing this scene, Saint Xiaobai stretched out her little hand and gently stroked the other person's head, as if she was not afraid of the other person's terrifying appearance at all. At the same time, she brought the painting she had drawn before to the other person, and showed it to the other person with the candlelight and the white light on her body:
——It was a very simple painting. The content of the picture was a family of three gathered in front of a cake with candles on, with happy smiles on their faces. At the top of the drawing paper, the four big words "Happy Birthday" were written in crooked handwriting.
The little girl ghost was stunned when she looked at the painting in front of her. She raised her rotten arm with difficulty, grasped the gift handed to her by Saint Xiaobai, and held it in her arms sincerely. She made sobs in her throat and two lines of black tears of blood flowed from her eyes.
The Little White Saint continued to stroke the other's head gently, her eyes full of tenderness and sadness. Finally, in the gradually burning candle and the warm white light, the little girl ghost in front of her gradually turned into a gray-white statue, which collapsed gently, leaving only the drawing paper with some mottled marks covering it.
Saint Xiaobai looked at this scene, bit her lip lightly, slowly put down her hand, and was about to turn around and leave when a soft white light suddenly emerged in her sight.
Xin Lailai, who was standing at the door, looked at this scene, her pupils suddenly shrank, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.
because……
——It was actually a white treasure chest.
……
(End of this chapter)
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