Chapter 77 The Grey World

Recently, the Great Chen Dynasty has been fighting fiercely with several nearby countries. Wars are everywhere. For a while, most of the border villages have become ruins. Every ten miles, you can see an abandoned village, dead bones all over the ground, and new tombs are everywhere.

A pale girl, dressed in white and with a fairy-like face walked quietly on the empty field. She was Kan Cangyue, who came back from the dead.

At this time, she looked confused and blurred her consciousness. She stepped on the earth, but felt as if she was stepping on a cotton ball. The feeling of not possessing her body and having a heavy head and light feet had been tormenting her since the first day she woke up. She was sick and not sick, but it was not as sick. There is still medicine to cure her illness, but there is no medicine for her.

In today's world, Kan Cangyue's eyes are completely gray-white, with a gray-white sky, a gray-white earth, gray-white bricks and tiles, gray-white flowers and trees, and even everything in her own body.

"Grey world, where on earth is this?" The world has changed color, so Kan Cangyue can't know where she is now. For days, she has been asking herself this question, but no matter how she asks, she can't answer it.

Kan Cangyue always felt as if there was a clear shadow hovering around her head. At one time, she thought it might be an illusion, but one day, when she passed by a real martial artist, the guy's eyes were as if they were nailed to her.

He pointed to Kan Cangyue's head and asked, "What on earth are you?" Then, this warrior, who was actually already on the second floor the day after tomorrow, was scared and screamed and fled.

Since then, Kan Cangyue knew that there was indeed a circle of things around her head, which was clear and transparent, but it could be seen by the naked eyes of cultivated people. She felt as if she was a person with the hot sun on her head and could not escape anywhere she went.

Kan Cangyue can't remember who she is. She just vaguely remembers a name: Kan Cangyue, since she only remembers this name, she simply takes it as her own name.

"How many days has it been?" Kan Cangyue stopped and looked up at the sky slightly. Her remaining consciousness told her that if she wanted to know the time, she would look up at the sky. But the sky is gray-white, everything in the sky is gray-white, and the whole world seems to be gray-white, but there are highs and lows, ups and downs.

Kan Cangyue was actually a little hungry, but she racked her brains and couldn't imagine what she should eat to end this tormented hunger. As she walked in the field, countless wild rabbits and wild ducks flew past her eyes, but it seemed that these were not what she needed, because when she saw these things, she had no desire to eat them, as if she had seen a pust of dirt.

"What's wrong with me?" Kan Cangyue frowned. She turned around and looked around. The gray world seemed to be wrapped in a thick fog. They surrounded her but repelled her.

There is another village ahead. She doesn't know how many such villages she has passed along the way, but those villages are either broken or quietly empty. Kan Cangyue frowned. Although the house was also gray-white, she still remembered the shape. Maybe there will be someone in this village? Someone should have something to eat, right? Kan Cangyue also remembers this.

Gollum!

I don't know where she was making such a soft noise, which made her beautiful face suddenly a little embarrassed. She settled down and took a step forward. Maybe she could find some food from the village, even if there was no one in it.

The village is still quiet. There is an ancient stone tablet at the entrance of the village. Several large characters are carved with seal characters on the stone tablet. This should be the name of the village, but Kan Cangyue doesn't remember how to pronounce the words now, so she doesn't know what the village is called. She decided to call it for the time being. : Small village.

The small village is very quiet, and occasionally you can hear a dog barking from nowhere, but it soon disappears. Kan Cangyue walked along the path to the village and endured the hunger all the way. Her abdomen was empty, and her stomach seemed to be burned. Because she felt uncomfortable, she clenched the moon god bow. At this moment, she grabbed something hard to relieve this difficult hunger a little.

There is a sweet smell floating in the air.

The smell is actually a strong smell of blood, because the village has just been looted by an army, and the whole village was killed in the open space in the center of the village. A total of 175 people in the village were spared. The army killed these villagers and robbed them of their chickens, ducks and food. Although these armies were members of the emperor, what's the difference between them and bandits?

Of course, Kan Cangyue doesn't understand this. She is now like a puppet, or in more precise words, it is a walking dead.

Kan Cangyue, like a walking corpse, felt excited in this bloody village. She greedily smelled the sweet smell in the air, as if people who had been hungry for a long time saw a big meal, and their eyes showed the most primitive light of desire for food.

Kan Cangyue walked hurriedly, following the source of the smell. However, when she came to the open space and saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but be stunned. The ground was full of corpses, gray-white corpses, and there were many gray** on the ground. In fact, it was blood.

However, just as Kan Cangyu looked at all this in pain, the transparent shadow hovering on her head suddenly left her body and flew to the bodies. The clear shadow circled around the body, and its light became a little stronger every time it rotated. Gradually, the clear shadow became rich and tangible, like a dragon hovering in the air, getting thicker and longer.

I don't know how long it took, the thing stopped hovering, turned its head to fly to Kan Cangyue, and recircled her forehead, turning and turning, which made her dizzy. But strange things happened. While the clear shadow rotated, Kan Cangyue felt as if she were eating. The fire caused by hunger in her abdomen was getting smaller and disappeared. She only felt that a sweet and awe-sting thing kept entering her body from the clear shadow, which made her full again. Strength.

When Kan Cangyue felt full, the Qingying's swollen body gradually dried up and returned to its normal appearance.

Although Kan Cangyue can't remember many things, she is not a fool. She still remembers the skills she knows and the magic weapon in her hand.

"What the hell is going on? Is it grabbing the soul for me to eat? Am I living by devouring the souls of the dead now? Kan Cangyue stumbled out of the village and thought hurriedly all the way.

"I actually made a living on the soul of the dead..." I don't know how long she ran. She was finally tripped over by a gray-white bulge thing. In fact, it was a dead stump. Kan Cangyue knelt on the ground and grabbed the ground with both hands. She thought desperately.

Probably no one can feel Kan Cangyue's mood at this time, that kind of sadness, that kind of despair, that kind of pain and hatred for himself.

Kan Cangyue's tears fell to the ground and suddenly penetrated into the soil and disappeared. I don't know how long she knelt like this. Kan Cangyue finally stopped grieving and calmed down again. She said to herself, "If I live like this, I'd rather die."

After saying that, Kan Cangyue secretly carried her work. Her right palm was shrouded in a gray-white fog. She looked at the palm quietly and suddenly patted her forehead with her right palm, which would end her life.

With a crisp sound, Kan Cangyue's palm hit her forehead. She shook her body and fell to the ground.

"Let me die like this." She thought so before she lost consciousness.

I was in a trance, and I don't know how long it took. How many hours? A few days? Or a few months? In a word, Kan Cangyue woke up again. She was disappointed to find that she had not died at all. Not only did she not die, but she was more energetic and more comfortable, as if she had just slept.

Kan Cangyue hurriedly put on her pulse, and the place where the blood of her wrist was surging was quiet, like a dry lake, calm and waveless.

"No pulse, am I dead?" At this moment, Kan Cangyue's mood was very complicated. She was both happy and a little sad, but she was more happy. If she wanted to live by sucking the soul of the dead, it would be equivalent to harming the world in her eyes. She was very reluctant to do such a thing and would rather die.

However, Kan Cangyue was happy for a long time. When she looked back, she found that she was still on the road when she came. The world was still gray-white, and the clear shadow was still hovering on her forehead, hovering, flying, and inseparable from her.

After that, Kan Cangyue penetrated her throat and heart with arrows, and jumped into the gray water from a place that seemed to be by the lake. When she was immersed in the water and was about to fall asleep, she also saw many gray fish swinging their tails and swimming happily beside her.

Every suicide ended in a lethargy and woke up full of energy. Gradually, Kan Cangyue became disappointed. She seemed to have felt that she could not die anyway.

"Alas!" Kan Cangyue finally sighed deeply, "Can't you die? Can I only live like this? The Walking Dead..."

Habits are terrible. Kan Cangyue finally got used to such a life. She thought it had been a long time. In fact, it was only two or three days. For two or three days, she had to rely on the clear shadow to suck some dead souls and replenish the energy of her body every day.

Gradually, Kan Cangyue has become accustomed to this. More often, she began to think, "What on earth do I live in this world for?"

It's like a magic spell, which was held in her heart. She was thinking about this problem almost as long as she was awake. Finally, one day, a voice deep in her heart whispered to her: "broken soul beads."

Broken soul beads!

Kan Cangyue finally knew why she lived in this world. She lived to break the soul beads.

"Find the broken soul beads." Kan Cangyue said to herself, but in fact, she doesn't know what the broken soul beads are. Where should she look for the vast area of the world?

Jiang Hanye secretly spit out the tonic soup sent to him by Wen Fu, saved the medicine dregs, and then took an opportunity to take it to Taobo.

Tao Bo put his nose on the medicine residue and looked at it carefully. His eyebrows frowned deeper and deeper. Jiang Hanye was a little panicked when he saw Tao Bo like this. He couldn't help asking, "Tao Bo, what is this? What's the effect?"

"Are you sure this is what your master gave you?" Tao Bo did not answer the question.

Jiang Hanye hesitated: "It was sent by Wen Fu, but he said that it was the master who ordered him to make it for me."

"Oh..." Tao Bo lay back on the chair, raised his face, raised his legs, and couldn't help touching his white beard. He looked at the branches of the old peach tree, as if he was thinking.

"Peach?" Jiang Hanye urged again, "What's the matter? Good or bad?"

"Are you crazy?" Tao Bo asked this strange question again.

"Crazy?" Jiang Hanye was stunned. He shook his head and replied, "Of course I'm not crazy."

"No!" Tao Bo shook his head and said, "Every madman will not admit that he is crazy, as if every fool will not feel that he is a fool. Let me ask you, do you have the habit of climbing high and singing, entering the water, laughing and scolding endlessly?

Jiang Hanye looked at Taobo blankly. He didn't know what Taobo was talking about, so he replied, "Taobo, I have known you for two or three years. When did you see me like this during this period?"

"Oh, but not..." Tao Bo muttered, "Then this is someone who deliberately wants to harm you."

"Do you hurt me?" Although Jiang Hanye had already had doubts in his heart, he was still very surprised when the suspicion was confirmed, "This is what Master wants me to eat. Is it possible that he will hurt me? He is my master!"

"Hmm, he's still your father-in-law!" Tao Bo hummed, "In the world, the most elusive thing is the human heart."

"Tao Bo, please tell me what this medicine is for." Jiang Hanye frowned. In fact, he was extremely unwilling to believe this.

"There are not only Xuanshen here, but also Zhimu, Banxia, lime, wheat winter and bamboo leaves." Tao Bo said.

Although Jiang Hanye does not know medicine, the education of disciples in Wanjian Villa is very comprehensive. There are world-famous books in the villa, and there are millions of ancient books in the library, which cover a wide range of contents for disciples to read freely. Jiang Hanye is just interested in medical skills, so he has read a few books on weekdays, but they are all fur works, but he only knows some herbal effects.

"Mother, Banxia?" Jiang Hanye was shocked and said, "Aren't these all drugs to treat madness and stabilize the soul? I'm not crazy. Why did Master take medicine for me?

"Well, if only he was really so kind." Tao Bo groaned coldly, "Although these drugs have this effect, it also depends on their respective portions. Originally, the mother had one or two licorice, but the mother here has a strong taste. I think he is rich even if he puts a catty. This is obviously not to cure the disease, but to treat the disease!"

"Is it harmful?" Jiang Hanye was stunned again.

"You stupid boy, you are sick!" Tao Bo sank his face. He looked at Jiang Hanye and said angrily, "What kind of master is this? He actually wanted to harm his apprentice and son-in-law. If he takes it for a long time, I'm afraid that in less than three months, you will be poisoned. At that time, you will go crazy and go crazy, and the result will be unpredictable.

Jiang Hanye was bombarded by five thunderbolts. He carefully recalled every word of Taobo, looked at Taobo's expression seriously, and tried to get some clues that Taobo was lying to him, but Taobo was obviously talking to him very seriously.

"How come..." Jiang Hanye staggered, stepped back a few steps, and couldn't say anything.

"I didn't expect that this Wanjian Villa, a thousand-year-old foundation, would be destroyed!" Tao Bo sighed heavily, "My brother, I'm sorry for you. Guard your grave, but not your descendants..."

"Tao Bo, what do you mean by this?" Jiang Hanye asked, "How could Master harm me..."

"Is it possible that your servant wants to hurt you? He is just an ordinary warrior. He has no grudge against you in the past. He can't beat you, and he can't run away. Why did he harm you? Tao Bo said.

"But..." Jiang Hanye wanted to argue for the master, but was interrupted by Tao Bo: "There is nothing, but whether your master is a human or a ghost, and you will naturally know it soon."

Tao Bo didn't say anything to Jiang Hanye anymore. He just ordered him to continue practicing, but he dozed off as if no one else.

Jiang Hanye got the news, and his heart was already in a trance. How could he have any intention to practice? He asked himself all morning, "What's wrong with Master? Why did he hurt me? Is what Tao Bo said true?

This is the only time that Jiang Hanye didn't trust Tao Bo.

When he returned to his residence and Wenfu brought the soup again, Jiang Hanye asked, "Wenfu, is this what Master wants you to do?"

Wenfu nodded: "Exactly."

"Oh, okay, I know." Jiang Hanye repeated his old technique again. He swallowed the soup in front of him, spit it out after Wenfu left, and kept the medicine residue.

In addition to Tao Bo in Wanjian Villa, he trusts the second uncle Ji Shangfeng and the fourth brother. Now that the fourth brother is dead, he has to go to the second uncle.

Ji Shangfeng's temper is still so irritable. As soon as he saw Jiang Hanye, he scolded: "You, a promising guy, are still hovering in the realm of three levels the day after tomorrow. Don't say that you have practiced in my hands when you go out in the future."

Jiang Hanye blushed and said embarrassingly, "Second uncle, I have something to ask you."