The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

But she still passed through the torii gate, followed the path she had walked in the past, and stood in front of the empty shrine where the Higan flowers were blooming, staring at the already decayed and dilapidated building, which was miserable alone under the moonlight.

Lianhua bit her lip, she carried the cold body of the young man on her back, and stepped into the platform where the flowers on the other side were in full bloom. One step forward, there is a place where natural spiritual power gathers. This place is separated by a torii gate, which makes people feel like they are outside the eternal world. Therefore, it is called the realm of the gods.

The domain of the gods, that is, the residence of the gods, is an inaccurate name, because the people living in the domain of the gods are not necessarily gods, and there may not be gods, but this place is not suitable for human beings to live for a long time. The moment you're here, you'll feel repulsed.

Stepping into the realm of the gods, the flowers on the other side are in full bloom, and dancing red butterflies emerge from the flowers. They flap their wings and have a dazzling sense of confusion. The sound of bells seems to come from the air, and even the breath becomes sweet. .

She walked through the outermost flower field on the other side and stepped on the stone bridge.

Even if the shrine is dilapidated and decayed, you can still see what it used to be like from its architectural pattern.

There is a central lake on the top of the mountain, and the shrine is built on the bank of the central lake, layer upon layer. After walking through three vermilion bridges and stepping up thirty-three steps in a row, you will find the main hall of the shrine. The wooden buildings have collapsed, but the two sides The fox sculpture is still well preserved, standing on both sides as a guard.

After many years, I came back here again.

Time seems to have lost its meaning here, no matter when you leave or return, there will not be a little change here.

Lianhua lowered her eyes, and she came to the front of the two stone statues... Maybe because she returned to the starting point, the spiritual power in her body was unprecedentedly high, and God's Domain was originally suitable for an inhuman like her to live forever.

Walk through the broken shrine, step over the stone bridge, and go to the back of the temple.

In the center of this central lake, there is a small island with a closed stone room on the island.

Lianhua stood at the other end of the bridge, as if she saw a figure appearing at the other end of the sealed stone chamber.

The beautiful fox mask, the luxurious white innocence, is like a ghostly, ethereal, illusory, beautiful and seductive and terrifying gesture.

It is the spirit of Wanhua Mirror, and it is also another identity that Lianhua cannot get rid of.

Even if she doesn't want to admit it in her heart, being able to sleep forever for a hundred years, being able to sleep until now, and being able to keep her appearance unchanged, all prove that she is no longer a pure human being.

Maybe she can leave this place and go away, and one day she will come back here because of fate. It is impossible for her to adapt to the ordinary human world.

She walked up to Bai Wugou's Blossom White Fox, stared at its golden pupils, and whispered a word.

"Step aside!"

The voice is so light, but it seems to be gnashing teeth to penetrate the back of the paper.

Under this order, the white fox quietly disappeared, leaving a mask of a fox on the spot, and it was never seen again.

Under the moonlight, one could see a narrow gap in the wall that one person could pass through. Behind the gap was a deep darkness.

There are red butterflies dancing in the cracks, passing through the cracks, it seems that the surrounding ground is also blooming with red Bana flowers, just like a red carpet, wherever she goes, Bana flowers will bloom there.

Lianhua put down Su Bai's body, lifted his shoulders from the side, and walked through the crack carefully. She was so eager to escape this cage, but now she returned to this place for a person.

She has no choice, and has nowhere to go, her only thought is to pin her hope on this weak candle.

Lianhua came to the dark stone room, every inch of space here was so familiar to her, the cold floor without a speck of dust.

She slowly knelt and sat in front of the shrine, a scroll was placed flat in the shrine, her fingers pressed the ground, she lowered her gaze and raised it again.

She spoke slowly as if confessing.

"Wanhua Mirror... I hate your existence, you have bound me, bound my life, bound my life."

"To this day, until now, I still hate you, this shrine, and even myself."

"I thought this hatred would last until I died, but... but..."

She pressed her fingertips on the floor slightly, curling her fingers into fists: "If it's for him to survive, I will give up even this hatred!"

Lianhua pressed her forehead to the ground, followed the altar and bowed her head. She bit her lip and begged with a trembling voice: "So... let me use you... Please, make my wish come true!"

Facing the god, she could only bow her head and beg, but it remained unmoved, and the Wanhua mirror did not respond at all in the shrine.

Lianhua raised her head and stared at Wanhuajing who was still indifferent. Wanhuajing was a tool that would not change according to her will.

She gritted her teeth: "I know, I know... Is it worth paying? Maybe this is also fate. If this is the truth, I accept it..."

She got up abruptly, and stretched her right hand towards the shrine: "I will accept any punishment and mission! So shut up obediently! Let me use it!"

The outer layer of the shrine suddenly opened, and the Wanhua Mirror fell into her palm, and the scroll rolled down like scattered water, landed in her hand, and flowed to the ground.

Under these layers of scrolls, finally emerged is a small cylinder, the mirror of the cylinder... Wanhua mirror.

It was also the first time for Lianhua to see its true appearance. Holding the Wanhua Mirror in her hand, she came to Su Bai's side, knelt down, held the cylinder in his palm, and closed her eyes, as if As if praying, the four hands clasped tightly.

A faint light burst out from the fingertips, and the Wanhua mirror released a faint light... The dead cannot be resurrected, but the soul that has been taken away can be found back.

The cylinder of Wanhua Mirror projected endless radiance, and the dark stone chamber was illuminated like day, and the bright radiance even dispelled the shadows.

The gathered rays of light continue to converge towards the center... Lianhua feels her will spread out along the flow of the natural spiritual power, along the wind, water flow, and flying clouds, looking around the world of thousands of rivers and mountains, I felt the rhythm of countless souls, but I couldn't find any trace of Su Bai's soul in this world.

Without his soul.

Because Su Bai's soul is no longer in this world.

Wanhua mirror cannot search for non-existent things, no matter how many times it repeats, it is impossible to find.

Lianhua's face showed a little despair: "Sure enough, can't you..."

She trembled in her heart, she knew it was a gamble, but she was still unwilling to lose so simply.

Lianhua closed her eyes, strongly recalling Su Bai's voice and smile. This strong longing guided Wanhua Jing to search for the cherry blossom forest where Serafim left... and the longing was beyond time and space. With the power, Lianhua continued to pray, allowing the spiritual power of the Wanhua Mirror to concentrate and gather, and the gathered spiritual power made the light converge toward the center. Immediately, the light converged, splitting this piece of time and space, and dissolving the darkness.

A door opened, a door of light.