Apocalyptic Game

Wang Luoxuan once again came into the darkness and mist, just as Wang Luoxuan expected, the door of complaint was the only way to leave the Dongfang family.

"How do you know that this door of grievance is the way to leave the Dongfang family?" Liu Mengxie asked, looking at Wang Luoxuan who was walking in front.

"Actually, along the way, I have thought carefully about why every saint who sacrifices has to be blinded? Why every saint wears that grimace mask? Until the last time Dongfang Rou's mask shattered, I too Confirmed the answer."

"Then why?"

"First of all, why should every saint be blinded? The Dongfang family is a family that extradites souls. Even saints know very well about crossing souls. There is a curse behind the gate of complaint, and the curse comes from the lower realm. Saying that the door of complaint connects to the lower realm, then people who know very well about soul crossing may escape from it, so he blinds his eyes. Because the door of complaint is a passage that allows both soul and body to enter the lower realm, the lower realm is also a curse. Let’s talk about the grimace mask again. At the moment Dongfang Rou’s mask shattered, she also regained her sanity and her resentment disappeared, indicating that the mask concentrated resentment. Why every dead person from the Dongfang family turned into an evil spirit ?Because the lower realm is originally a cursed place."

"The cursed land?"

"That's right, even if everyone can return safely after crossing the soul, they will carry the grievances of those who died in the lower realm on their bodies. In the end, they accumulate more and more. They will die soon, and because of that grievances, they will turn into evil spirits. Every generation of members of the Eastern family will sacrifice a saint, and this sacrifice is to throw the human body and soul into the lower realm together through the grievance gate. The grimace mask is basically a tool to collect grievances. For a period of time, a part of the wraith spirits absorbed from the lower realm were concentrated in the body of the saint. One or two, more and more saints were thrown into it, and through the saints to bear the resentment of the lower realm, so as to reduce the spirit of other people in the Dongfang family. The resentment that time bears. Women are yin, so this life can only find women. The Dongfang family started with the soul, and for this huge family, the soul is basically a double-edged sword, which can make them wealthy. , And let them bear the curse."

"This is too selfish! Why do they bear this?" After listening to Wang Luoxuan's explanation, Liu Mengxie couldn't help but said.

"Why? Because they are from the Eastern family! And most of their saints are voluntary. They grew up in the family and were indoctrinated with the idea of ​​family self-sacrifice. The meaning of their lives is to die again, or In the darkness behind the grievance door, I remained motionless as a container of grievance, until finally I gave up thinking, which is more terrifying than death."

"Then why did the final ceremony fail?"

"Because Dongfang Rou was moved to my master in the end. She didn't want to die. At the last moment of the ceremony, although she wore a ghost mask, she did not step into the door at all, otherwise we would never see her. Before, she chose to resist, but she was still forcibly subdued by the people of the Dongfang family, but at the moment when she was complained, the fire of the Dongfang family destroyed everything. And the person who caused the fire might be Dongfang Lin. In the end, the fire turned this hypocritical family into ashes." Wang Luoxuan sighed. If it was an insider of the Dongfang family, he would definitely not stop the ceremony. After all, in the education they were instilled since childhood, the saint’s offering The ritual is more important than their lives, and Dongfang Lin, who was adopted by the Dongfang family halfway through, is different. Wang Luoxuan can tell that Dongfang Lin and her sister Dongfang Rou have a good relationship.

"It's a pity. Speaking of the curse of the Dongfang family, it is nothing but greed that they can't let go of."

"This is also no way. The Dongfang family has started by crossing the soul, and in the demon city, crossing the soul is extremely profitable. After all, people are mortal. The so-called curse of the Dongfang family is simply an endless cycle of insolvency. There is still desire."

"Then why are you willing to extradite me? What if you are the same as those from the Dongfang family?" Liu Mengxie asked, looking at Wang Luoxuan with some worry.

"You think I am willing! I have to come for this mission of crossing the soul! And this is my first time crossing the soul, and it’s not the guys from the Dongfang family. Everyone starts by crossing the soul dozens of times. Something."

auzw.com "By the way, little Taoist, what is your name? I don't know your name after so long."

"Wang Luoxuan."

"Wang Luoxuan? I remember it."

"Don't remember, you will always forget it anyway, and then reincarnate as a human being!"

"Yeah...I will forget it anyway..." Liu Mengxie thought of the difference between herself and Wang Luoxuan. She was a dead person and the soul on the road to reincarnation, while Wang Luoxuan was an extraditor, but Wang Luoxuan was not dead.

There was nothing to say all the way, so I kept holding the soul-attracting lamp, and under the guidance of the soul-attracting lamp, I didn't know how long he walked, and there was a light in front of him. It is very conspicuous in this world full of darkness and mist, attracting Wang Luoxuan and Liu Mengxie, just like moths attracted by candlelight in the dark night.

A pile of human bones was burning, and a pot was standing on top of that human bone. A rags old woman stirred the soup in the pot with a spoon in her hand, as if she was cooking soup.

Perhaps the old woman raised her head when she noticed that someone was coming, and stopped her movements...

"It has been many years since I have seen any extradited people come here...Would you like a bowl of soup?" The old woman looked at Wang Luoxuan and said in a hoarse voice.

"What kind of soup is this? What are the ingredients in it?" Wang Luoxuan couldn't help but ask as he watched the soup pouring in the pot.

"This is the life soup for lost souls and extradited people. It uses the heart of the good, the tears of the wicked, the flowers on the other side of the river, the umbilical cord of a born baby, and the water of the river. It represents the life from life to death, from death to death. Life, from good to evil, from evil to good, is for life."

"Life soup?"

"The soup will express the soup that every soul thinks, not only in appearance, but also in taste."

"I thought it was Meng Po soup?" Wang Luoxuan curled his lips while looking at the pot of soup. It seemed that the old woman in front of him was a fixed NPC in this place. I don't know how many years of soup she has been cooking here.

"This is not a dungeon, but a cursed world. This soup can give you the breath of ghasts and prevent you from attacking by ordinary ghasts, but there is no way for stronger ghasts."

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