Chapter 236: play

"This is the letter that Master asked me to give you."
After he finished soaking in the hot spring, Wang Luoxuan handed over the letter that the Soul Burial Song system had prepared for him, and that letter has been on him since he came to this world.
Shangquan Jianxin frowned when he saw the content of the letter...
"What's the matter?" Wang Luoxuan couldn't help asking when seeing Shangquan Jianxin's expression a little wrong.
"Nothing..." Shangquan Jianxin shook his head, and received the letter, without telling Wang Luoxuan the contents.
Wang Luoxuan also tried to open the letter before, but because of the limitations of the Soul Burial Song system, the letter could not be opened, and Wang Luoxuan could not see the content of the letter.
Jianxin Shangquan looked at Wang Luoxuan in front of him, and squeezed the hilt of the samurai sword named karma sin at his waist. After struggling and hesitating for a while, he chose to let it go.
Wang Luoxuan frowned as he watched Shangquan Jianxin's abnormal performance.
"what happened?"
"There are ghosts hidden in this city, you have to be careful! If you have anything else, go to Fenghuang City Tianshou Pavilion to find me." Shangquan Jianxin didn't say much, and after confessing a few words, she put on a dog mask that day , Turned and left.
"He seems to be in a hurry?" Wu Yan said to Wang Luoxuan next to him, looking at the back of Jianxin Jianxin, the sword saint Shangquan.
"Where is the urgent matter?" Wang Luoxuan looked at the Jianxin Shangquan who disappeared at the end of the street, and smiled coldly: "He just wanted to kill me!"
"Want to kill you? How could it?"
"Although I don't know what was written in the letter, he did show murderous intent to me just now, and he almost drew his sword... But why did he give up again?" Wang Luoxuan almost drew his gun just now. If it were not for Shangquan Jianxin to give up, I am afraid Wang Luoxuan would be in danger now.
"That's because you think too much. He is a dignified swordsman. Why should he have trouble with you? But he said there are ghosts hidden in this place. Let's pay attention to this matter."
"Ghost? I don't want to make trouble anymore. As long as the ghost doesn't trouble me, whatever the ghost will do." Since the swordsman Shangquan Jianxin has been found, all Wang Luoxuan has left is to wait for three months to pass, his weapon Just build it, he doesn't want to make trouble.
"You guy is too impersonal, right? Do you understand it for the people?"
"Okay! Then Master Wu Yan can solve it by yourself!"
After Wang Luoxuan finished speaking, he walked towards the street. Now he just wants to be an ordinary person and live the life of an ordinary person in these three months. He doesn't want to take risks anymore.
"Hello, wait for me!"
...
When night fell, Wang Luoxuan and Wu Yan rented in a warehouse full of straw. Although the environment was simple, the space was large, and the most important thing was cheap.
"Buzzing~"
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The sound of the mosquito reverberated in his ears, and Wang Luoxuan kept waving and slapping the mosquitoes that bit him. Although the warehouse was cheap, there were also a lot of mosquitoes.
In desperation, Wang Luoxuan could only cover himself with those straws to avoid mosquito bites.
It has been almost two weeks since Wang Luoxuan came to this world. Compared with the ten-year time in Quarantine No. 103, these two weeks are really nothing.
From the time he was selected by the soul funeral song to the present, Wang Luoxuan's experience has made Wang Luoxuan feel that a long life has passed, but his original world destruction seems to have happened yesterday.
With the sound of mosquitoes echoing in his ears and Wu Yan's purring, Wang Luoxuan sighed helplessly, poked his head out of the straw, and looked at the waning moon outside from the warehouse window.
"What's the matter? Can't sleep?" Liu Mengxie asked, sitting down beside Wang Luoxuan.
"How can I be able to sleep in this situation? But you are the only one who has been with me over the years. Yiqi and Jiayu are no longer around." Wang Luoxuan sighed deeply, the more he got, The more I lose...I lost Yiqi and Wang Jiayu in that world, and almost lost my life...
"Don't think about it so much. The past has already happened and there is no way to change it."
"Can't the past be changed? It's ridiculous. When I was young, I always believed that no matter whether it was the future or the past, there is a way to change the destined things, even the destined things in the past. Because I have always believed that there is a person who can travel through time and space. Sure enough, he was very naive when he was a child!" Wang Luoxuan smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, but unfortunately everything that was once can no longer be returned.
"If I can really go back in time, I will always prevent myself from committing suicide, at least I can really experience the feeling of being alive."
"Does it feel to be alive? That's very tiring!" Wang Luoxuan fell on the soft straw, remembering the vague figure when he was a child...
"In fact, sometimes I think you are very strange, like loneliness, but hate loneliness."
"Actually, I like loneliness because I like that kind of quietness, and I hate loneliness because of that kind of quietness. It's really contradictory. But for me now, I just need to live and survive this world and then to the next world. , Keep... keep... keep looping. I hope that one day I can live and see the truth behind the funeral song!"
"The person who can create the existence of the soul funeral song must be a god!"
"may be!"
"Wang Luoxuan, I want to hear you play the flute once? Can you play it once for me." Liu Mengxie looked at Wang Luoxuan in front of him and suddenly made this request.
"Why did you suddenly make this request?" Wang Luoxuan was also taken aback, and playing the flute in the middle of the night was not very good.
"Just once, this time."
"Fine! When someone rushes over to beat someone, I'll say it's Wu Yan's flute." Wang Luoxuan had no choice but to agree, picking up the bone flute and putting it on his mouth gently, and started playing...
The sound of the flute surrounds the ear, the ethereal and beautiful flute sound wanders in this world, making people calm down and forget all their worries. Even the sleeping Wu Yan, the snoring sound gradually disappeared, and the annoying mosquitoes disappeared. trace.
Liu Mengxie sat quietly next to Wang Luoxuan, closed his eyes and listened. The fragments of the encounter with Wang Luoxuan in the Demon City were flashing in his mind, the period of experience...Finally, they passed through the mist and came to the Styx river full of flowers on the other side. the other side……
Thinking of those, Liu Mengxie couldn't help but feel a bit bitter, bitter and sweet...Perhaps all of this was destined long ago. After all, he was just a dead person, and he couldn't even remember the memory before him. And Wang Luoxuan, he is still alive... and will live forever...
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