Chapter 167: despair

"What is the Lingxiaozong disciple?"
The old white monkey asked this sentence very plainly, his eyes were calm when he looked at Shen Shi, but in Shen Shi's ears, it seemed as if a thunder suddenly rang from the sky.
He looked at this old monkey demon silently, his body was old and withered, no matter how he looked at it, he was almost exhausted, even if he was from a demon clan who has always been known for his physical strength, but he has reached this point. , The old white monkey can no longer pose any threat to him.
However, Shen Shi shuddered inexplicably, and he even felt a trace of fear under his eyes.
Before you know it, three years have passed...
He thought so blankly, speechless.
The old white monkey drank another sip of wine. I don't know if it was because of the wine of the human race, his old eyes were slightly blurred and dazed. He sighed softly and whispered:
"Stone, what is Brother Lingxiaozong?"
Shen Shiqiang smiled and said, "I just said it casually, just to escape for my life..." After explaining half of it, his voice gradually lowered under the gaze of the old white monkey. Shi Zhu stood aside, and didn't seem to understand why the two of them suddenly began to say strange words, while the little black pig was sitting at Shen Shi's feet, yawning seemingly bored.
In the woods, the atmosphere gradually became cold and subtle.
The old white monkey stared at him deeply and was silent for a long time. When the atmosphere here became so cold that the stone pig was a little uncomfortable, the old white monkey suddenly spoke lightly: "I just thought about it carefully. Ever since I met you three years ago and brought you back to the Azure Snake Demon tribe, to this day, I still didn't expect you to do anything unfavorable to the Azure Snake clan."
Shen Shi did not speak.
The old white monkey also fell silent. The two people used to have a close friendship, especially the old white monkey's admiration for Shen Shi. At this time, they found that each other suddenly became a lot stranger. The feeling of words can be said.
The wind passed through the woods, the leaves rustled, and the sky gradually darkened.
The old white monkey grumbled, not knowing what he was talking to himself, then raised his head and glanced at the top of his head covered by branches and leaves, looked at the night sky outside the gap, sighed, and said:
"It turns out that the night here looks similar to the Demon Realm."
"Whhhhhhhhh..." A deep snoring sound came from the side at this moment, breaking the embarrassing and freezing atmosphere. The two silent people turned their heads and saw that the stone pig did not know what to do. Shi was already lying down on the ground beside him, falling asleep in the shadow of this forest.
Before escaping from the demon world, the stone pig was already severely injured by the demon general blood wolf, and he was cut off directly. After arriving at the Guiyuan world, he was rushing again and again, and there was almost no rest, even with him The strong body was a little unsupportable at this time, and he fell asleep without knowing it.
From the past, this pig demon slept very peacefully and peacefully, even though his face was hideous and ferocious, but at the moment he looked asleep, it was strangely quiet and gentle, as if he was so relieved and assured, maybe it was simple in him In his mind, the people around him at the moment are his most reliable friends.
A friend who deserves to be entrusted with safety.
So he fell asleep peacefully, sleeping so sweetly, as if...years ago, that little pig who was just born in the Hell Mountains, who likes to sleep and is greedy.
Shen Shi looked at the stone pig silently. In the demon world for three years, he did not know how many times he had been on the battlefield with this pig demon. The sword, the sword, the blood and the fire, even though the stone pig was just the most ordinary and common pig in the demon world. Demon, but to him, Stone Pig is still different from others after all.
Looking at the sleeping stone pig, Shen Shi's eyes flashed warmth.
"I picked him up too." Suddenly, an old but calm voice came from beside him.
Shen Shi turned his head and looked at the old white monkey. After the night fell in the forest, the surrounding area gradually dimmed. The old white monkey's face seemed to be trapped in a shadow at this moment, looking a little fuzzy. But the sound of his words still came over very clearly, with a bit of memory and a bit of confusion, indifferently,
"That was a long time ago. When I saw him in the Black Hell Mountain Forest, a litter of stone-skin pigs was besieged by a group of blood-eating wolves. The pigs and pigs were all killed, and only him was left. After leaving the rest of the wolves, I found him who was still trembling under the bleeding of the sow. Well, he was only born at that time, but I can see that there are some signs of bloodline variation on his body. Perhaps this is what it has always been. The lonely blood-devouring wolves will gather to besiege them, after all, monsters have always coveted the bloodline of abnormal changes."
"Later, I took him with him, and when he grew up, he has followed me until now."
Shen Shi sat quietly beside the old white monkey, listening to his old voice recalling the past, listening carefully every word, without impatience.
The old white monkey raised his head, as if taking another sip of wine, and then quietly said: "But he is just a pig demon after all. His head is very stupid. He has been bullied by other demon races since he was young, so for so many years. Since then, he has only believed in me until later..." The old white monkey smiled and said, "Until later, when you came, Shi Zhu was considered to be a second friend."
Shen Shi lowered his head slightly, still keeping silent.
The old white monkey stared at the sleeping figure of the stone pig in the dark, and said: "You don’t know how happy the stone pig is since he became friends with you. Although he has a dumb mouth and can’t speak, I can see it because every He will stand in front of you when the tribes fight and fight each other."
"He won't say anything nice, he will only block swords and swords for you."
"If blood is going to bleed, he will think it should flow out of him."
"If he was going to die, he would think he died earlier than us."
"Am I right, stone?"
Shen Shi's body seemed to be trembling slightly in the dark shadow. After a while, he said softly but forcefully:
"Correct!"
The soft sound echoed, like the old white monkey smiled, but in this forest that was gradually becoming cold and gloomy, his voice sounded so lonely and empty, after a while, I only listened to this one. The old monkey demon asked quietly:
"So, you are actually the same as those human race cultivators, are you not a monster ghost, but a human race?"
This time, Shen Shi was silent for a long time, and the old white monkey waited quietly until the darkness, the figure that seemed to have completely blended into the dark shadow because of a black robe at the moment, passed a reply, calm, calm, Vaguely apologetic, but with that resoluteness, facing him in the dark, said:
"Yes!"
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In a small village outside the forest.
Several torches were lit under the night, and under the light of the fire, you could see a large area of ​​gray lizard tribes lying on the empty ground of the village. At this moment, most of them were tied up, and all looked frustrated. Defeated, there is a look of despair on his face.
Outside the gate of the largest house, the four human monks from Xuanjianmen were all standing here, but Nangongying, who was an extraordinary family member, was gone, and she didn't know where she went.
At this moment, the four people gathered together and seemed to be discussing something with each other.
One of them said to Senior Brother Geng who was headed: "Senior Brother Geng Cheng, Senior Sister Nangong said that she was going back to Broken Moon City and contacting the Heavenly Sword Palace using secret methods to check whether there is such a person as Shenshi under the Lingxiao Sect. How long will it take? To come back?"
Geng Cheng shook his head and said, "How would I know the secret technique of the sect."
Qian Yi, who was next to him, suddenly sneered and said, "From my point of view, Shen Shi is mostly a fake. Even if there is such a person under Ling Xiaozong, who can prove that he is not a fake Shen Shi's name?"
Geng Cheng glanced at Qian Yi, then suddenly sighed, and said, "Junior Brother Qian, I know that your parents unfortunately died at the hands of the remnants of the demon clan, but we are also indispensable for the cultivators. Every time you encounter a monster clan, you are so hostile, long time ago, I am afraid that it will be disadvantageous to you."
Qian Yi was silent for a moment, nodded, and said, "Thank you, brother, for your teaching." After he finished speaking, his expression suddenly became a little bit cold, and said, "But I didn't mean to treat these monsters. Prejudice, or against the guy who claims to be Shen Shi, is really one thing, I think Brother Geng and the two brothers may have forgotten."
Geng Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter?"
Qian Yi said indifferently: "If I remember correctly, the Lingxiao Sect, one of the Four Principals of the World, has a rule that disciples under the sect who are not in the Ning Yuan realm cannot go to the Golden Rainbow Mountain or walk the world."
Geng Cheng pondered for a moment, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "It seems that there is such a thing."
Qian Yi sneered: "The guy who claims to be Shenshi, the Jade Mansion has not yet opened its dantian, and he is a high-level realm of gas refining. Such waste claims to be a disciple of the Lingxiao sect, and he walks to this remote place at will. In Guiyuan Realm, is this credible?"
Geng Cheng nodded slowly. It seemed that he believed Qian Yi's words a little bit. After a moment of meditation, he said, "Junior Brother Qian is reasonable, but since things have reached this point, we can't act rashly. Right now, I am waiting for the first priority. It’s better to send these gray lizard monster tribes to the Lingjing Mine to dig up the Lingjing with hard work. As for the sinking stone and the remaining two escaped evildoers, I’ll wait until Junior Sister Nangong comes back, but it’s best. Still leave someone to stare at..."
Having said this, he glanced over the other three people. When it seemed hesitated, Qian Yi suddenly stood up and said, "Brother, let me go."
Geng Cheng frowned and hesitated in his heart. Because of the accident of his parents, Junior Brother Qian had always hated the Monster Race and had a bit extreme temperament, but besides that, the relationship between everyone was excellent, and Geng Cheng also The inconvenience was too inconvenient to refute his face, so after a moment of indulgence, he nodded and said: "Since Junior Brother Qian volunteered, then you can stay. But you only have to go to the forest and stare at those people, and everything is still waiting for Nangong. When the younger sister comes back, everything is up to her."
Qian Yi smiled slightly, nodded in agreement, and then turned around, but walked towards the forest outside the village.
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This cold and dark night seemed extremely long.
The wind is blowing more and more, blowing through this forest with endless chill, causing all the birds and beasts in the forest to curl up in their nests, quietly looking forward to the beginning of a new day when the sun rises tomorrow.
Before that, how long will the darkness go through?
How much cold is there to endure?
The old white monkey fell into a long silence, and he shrank his body in the dark, as if his ruined body was already unable to withstand the biting cold of the night. He quietly glanced at the sleeping stone pig, listening to the steady and peaceful breathing, he was suddenly very envious.
He also wanted to fall asleep peacefully like this, without all the troubles, would it be a happier place in his sleep?
But he knew he couldn't sleep.
He felt very cold, and he felt that this strange place was far colder than the Demon Realm, but his reason clearly told him that, in fact, it was not particularly bad here.
Maybe it's cold?
Maybe it's dying?
Fingers and toes, every inch of skin is so cold, the coolness seems to penetrate into his body desperately, like an old ice monkey about to freeze. Fortunately, the old white monkey suddenly smiled in the dark, showing a bit of self-deprecation.
Fortunately, at least, at this moment, there is still a jar of Huadiao wine.
He suddenly laughed, then suddenly hugged the jar of wine, opened his mouth, and drank it indulgingly.
The mellow and mellow wine, such as Qiongyeyuye, is a beautiful taste that he has never drunk in his life. From the corner of the mouth to the tip of the tongue, from the throat to the stomach and intestines, every inch of the flow of these beautiful drinks makes the old white monkey feel it. warm.
The drink dissipated the chill and warmed his heart. The old white monkey couldn't help indulging in this heavenly feeling. He groaned and drank nonstop, sighing from the bottom of his heart:
This is the real wine. It's worth looking forward to all my life. Even if I am dead at this moment, there is really no regret.
Until he found that something was wrong, Shen Shi jumped up and rushed over to grab the wine jar. The old white monkey's body tilted a bit, as if choking on the drink, and coughing against a big tree with his back, the coughing became more frequent. , Later, it brought a bit of piercing pain.
Shen Shi squatted down beside him, lowered his voice, and said angrily: "Are you crazy? Drinking like this will kill you!"
The old white monkey's body was trembling violently. Suddenly, he stretched out his trembling palm and grabbed Shen Shi's arm. Shen Shi retreated subconsciously, but then he saw the old white monkey staring at him in the dark.
It was eyes with pain, disappointment, struggle, and blankness.
Suddenly, his body seemed to froze, he could no longer move, and some even dared not look directly into such eyes, and slightly lowered his head.
In the ear, the old white monkey gasped quickly, and when the coughing calmed down a little, the old monkey demon finally said, "Are you... still the stone?"
Shen Shi silently raised his head and glanced at him. That old and wrinkled face was not far in front of his eyes, and the palm of his arm that he was holding seemed to be trembling slightly at this moment.
Shen Shi didn't say anything, but just nodded.
The old white monkey took a deep breath and stared at Shen Shi in the dark, and said: "Tell me, are the things those people say during the day true? Is the human race really so strong?"
There was silence in the darkness, as if the darkness had reached its deepest and thickest time, as if the answer was said like a terrible big hand dragging them into at last, but under the eyes of the old white monkey, Shen Shi couldn’t say it after all. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."
The old white monkey was dumbfounded, finally passing the desperate look in his eyes, slowly let go of his palm, his eyes gradually became a little hollow, and muttered: "How can this be, how can this be..."
Shen Shi saw that his body was faintly swaying, and he seemed to be a little unstable even when he was sitting, so he quickly stepped forward and hugged him.
When he hugged the old white monkey’s shoulders with his hands, he suddenly discovered that the old monkey’s body was already so thin that it turned out to be a skinny body under those clothes. The feeling that the lights are dead has never deceived him.
He sat blankly, just holding tightly the trembling old white monkey. He only felt that the night was so cold and long. He only felt that the old monkey beside him seemed to die at any time.
And he couldn't do anything, all he could do was to reluctantly hug the trembling and desperate old monkey demon tighter, hoping to warm him a little bit.
Suddenly, as if in the boundless darkness, a deep and hoarse song suddenly sounded. It was an ancient song, with the immensity of the ages:
Open heaven and earth...Break Hongmeng...Holy demon emerges...Wan Shining...
Laughing in the world...every ants...but my demon...immortal...
Phi Jianrui...behead the enemy...blood surging...thirsty to drink...
Every word, every word, with the meaning of endless jealousy and recklessness, echoed under this strange and cold night sky, as if to tell the past glory of the ancient monster race.
However, the voice seemed to be trembling. In this gloomy and cold night breeze, the wilfulness gradually turned into desolation, and finally gradually became desperate, and turned into the choking of tearing heart, which disappeared with the wind and turned into darkness. Of nothing.