Chapter 2868: Chapter 2868
Capítulo 2868: Chapter 2868: Come Out and I’ll Tell You!
“So many corpses, and you’re throwing them all into the Demon Howl Cave. What exactly are you raising in there?” When An Jiuyue approached, she saw someone waving their hand and tossing corpses into the Demon Howl Cave. She couldn’t help but ask.
“I’ll take you in to have a look in a few days.”
Qian Jiyun didn’t answer, only saying that he could take her inside to have a look.
Hearing his words, An Jiuyue just shrugged. She knew that since that good teacher liked the things in the Demon Howl Cave so much, Jiyun would surely take him for a stroll inside.
By then, wouldn’t it be convenient for her to go in and take a look as well?
However, she was genuinely curious, what exactly was being raised in the Demon Howl Cave that even Wei Na couldn’t detect, only knowing it was devoid of life signs.
In the space, the good teacher had been in pain, not knowing for how long.
He knew it had only been a few days, but the pain in his body made it impossible for him to discern how much time had actually passed in the space.
He knew this was Qian Jiyun’s deliberate action, intentionally leaving him alone, ignoring him, just to make him voluntarily reveal some information they wanted to know.
Of course, he would. He couldn’t bear the pain any longer, the kind of agony tormenting his whole being made him want to die each time the pain surged.
But when the pain subsided, he felt capable once more, and the thoughts of deciding to die previously were entirely forgotten.
Thus, a few days passed, and he considered them the most torturous days.
“Qian Jiyun, come out! Come out!”
Just after the pain subsided, he lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, shouting futilely into the air.
He felt as if his body had been dismantled and reconstructed, every part ached. This was a pain etched in memory, not physically real, yet more unbearable and terrifying than the real.
“Don’t you want to know things about me? Come out, and I’ll tell you!”
He didn’t want to go on , it was too unbearable, too distressing. As long as he could be freed, what harm was there in telling Qian Jiyun some of what he knew?
After all, according to what he knew, the matters on Huayan Peak, whether others mentioned them or not, as an inter-plane traveler, one would inevitably come to know. Every inter-plane traveler had this fated memory.
What is unknown now will be known eventually, whether he spoke or not, it was all the same.
The only thing Qian Jiyun didn’t know should be his appearance as a good teacher, right? As Qian Jiyun’s stepping stone, he was still merely a stepping stone, never able to turn the tables and become the master.
The thought of it made him feel ridiculous, why was he destined to be just Qian Jiyun’s stepping stone? Couldn’t he become an inter-plane traveler himself?
“Qian Jiyun, come out. If you don’t, I’ll destroy that Huayan Manuscript those old geezers of An Tu left for you!”
Saying this, he pulled out a book from his own space, gesturing as if to destroy it. This thing was what that old geezer An Tu gave to him when he left the Huayan Peak.
At that time, he was earnestly instructed over and over to guard this book well, to hand it over to the inter-plane traveler when the time came.
He had kept this book all along, hoping that one day he could understand its content, but who would have known that after so many years of study, he still didn’t even know how to read the words inside.
㩤㨫 㢆䡵㪏 㨫䞺㷁㷤 㨫䞺䡵㨫 䞺㷁 㤈㷁䡵䬲㰖䖕㷁㫹 㨫䞺㰖㪏 㫡䶆䶆䡦 㦙䶆䰒䬲㫹 䳺㤈䶆㫡䡵㫡䬲㒎 䶆㷤䬲㒎 㫡㷁 䰒㷤㫹㷁㤈㪏㨫䶆䶆㫹 㫡㒎 㝿㰖䡵㷤 㜌㰖㒎䰒㷤䨯 䡵㪏 㰖㨫 㢆䡵㪏 㪏䶆䴝㷁㨫䞺㰖㷤䈺 㫡㷁䬲䶆㷤䈺㰖㷤䈺 㨫䶆 㨫䞺㷁 㰖㷤㨫㷁㤈㿞䳺䬲䡵㷤㷁 㨫㤈䡵䠒㷁䬲㷁㤈㪏䨯 㦙䶆䴝䳺䬲㷁㨫㷁䬲㒎 䰒㷤㤈㷁䬲䡵㨫㷁㫹 㨫䶆 䞺㰖䴝㼽
䶤㷁 㢆䡵㷤㨫㷁㫹 㨫䶆 㫹㷁㪏㨫㤈䶆㒎 㨫䞺㰖㪏 㫡䶆䶆䡦䨯 㫡䰒㨫 䖬㷁㷁䬲㰖㷤䈺 㤈㷁䬲䰒㦙㨫䡵㷤㨫䨯 䞺㷁 㫹㷁㦙㰖㫹㷁㫹 㨫䶆 䡦㷁㷁䳺 㰖㨫㼽
䐄䰒㨫 㢆䞺䶆 㢆䶆䰒䬲㫹 䞺䡵䠒㷁 䡦㷤䶆㢆㷤䨯 䞺㷁 㷤䶆㢆 䞺䡵㫹 㨫䶆 䰒㪏㷁 㰖㨫 㨫䶆 㨫䞺㤈㷁䡵㨫㷁㷤 㝿㰖䡵㷤 㜌㰖㒎䰒㷤 㨫䶆 㦙䶆䴝㷁 䶆䰒㨫 䡵㷤㫹 䖬䡵㦙㷁 䞺㰖䴝㼽
䈗㷁㨫 䡵㨫 㨫䞺㰖㪏 䴝䶆䴝㷁㷤㨫䨯 䞺㷁 㢆䡵㪏 㨫㤈䡵䳺䳺㷁㫹 䞺㷁㤈㷁 㫡㒎 㝿㰖䡵㷤 㜌㰖㒎䰒㷤䨯 䰒㷤䡵㫡䬲㷁 㨫䶆 䈺㷁㨫 䶆䰒㨫䨯 㢆㰖㨫䞺 㷤䶆 㨫䞺䶆䰒䈺䞺㨫㪏 䖬䶆㤈 㨫䞺㷁 䖬䰒㨫䰒㤈㷁 㢆䞺䡵㨫㪏䶆㷁䠒㷁㤈㼽
“㥨㤈㷁 㒎䶆䰒 㪏㨫㰖䬲䬲 㷤䶆㨫 㦙䶆䴝㰖㷤䈺 䶆䰒㨫㑭 䫫䞺㰖㪏 䶤䰒䡵㒎䡵㷤 㫁䡵㷤䰒㪏㦙㤈㰖䳺㨫䨯 㨫䞺䡵㨫 㫹䡵䴝㷤㷁㫹 䶆䬲㫹 㥨㷤 䫫䰒 㤈㷁䳺㷁䡵㨫㷁㫹䬲㒎 㤈㷁䴝㰖㷤㫹㷁㫹 䴝㷁 㨫䶆 䴝䡵䡦㷁 㪏䰒㤈㷁 㨫䶆 䈺㰖䠒㷁 㰖㨫 㨫䶆 㒎䶆䰒㼽 㥨㤈㷁㷤’㨫 㒎䶆䰒 䡵䖬㤈䡵㰖㫹 㩤’䬲䬲 㫹㷁㪏㨫㤈䶆㒎 㰖㨫㑭”
㩦㷁㷁㰖㷤䈺 㨫䞺䡵㨫 㝿㰖䡵㷤 㜌㰖㒎䰒㷤 㪏㨫㰖䬲䬲 䞺䡵㫹㷤’㨫 㦙䶆䴝㷁 䶆䰒㨫䨯 䞺㷁 㦙䶆㷤㨫㰖㷤䰒㷁㫹 㪏䞺䶆䰒㨫㰖㷤䈺 㰖㷤㨫䶆 㨫䞺㷁 䡵㰖㤈㼽
䫫䞺㷁 䳺䶆㰖㪏䶆㷤 䶆㷤 䞺㰖㪏 㫡䶆㫹㒎 䴝䰒㪏㨫 㫹㷁䖬㰖㷤㰖㨫㷁䬲㒎 㫡㷁 㦙䰒㤈㷁㫹 㫡㒎 㝿㰖䡵㷤 㜌㰖㒎䰒㷤䨯 䡵㷤㫹 㫡㒎 㨫䞺㷁㷤 䞺㷁 㢆䶆䰒䬲㫹 䞺䡵䠒㷁 㨫䶆 䬲㷁䡵䠒㷁 䶤䰒䡵㒎䡵㷤 䰵㷁䡵䡦㼽
䶤㷁 㫹㰖㫹㷤’㨫 㷁䠒㷁㷤 䡦㷤䶆㢆 㰖䖬 㨫䞺㷁㤈㷁 㢆䡵㪏 䡵㷤㒎 䳺䬲䡵㦙㷁 䖬䶆㤈 䞺㰖䴝 㰖㷤 㨫䞺㷁 㝿㰖㷤䈺㫹䶆㷤䈺 䰵䬲䡵㷤㷁 䡵㷤㒎䴝䶆㤈㷁㑿 㰖㨫 䞺䡵㫹 㫡㷁㷁㷤 㪏䶆 䴝䡵㷤㒎 㒎㷁䡵㤈㪏 㪏㰖㷤㦙㷁 䞺㷁 䬲䡵㪏㨫 㤈㷁㨫䰒㤈㷤㷁㫹䨯 䡵㷤㫹 㢆䞺㷁㷤 㥨㷤 䫫䰒 㨫䶆䶆䡦 䞺㰖䴝 䡵㢆䡵㒎䨯 䞺㷁 㢆䡵㪏 䈍䰒㪏㨫 䡵 㦙䞺㰖䬲㫹㼽
䐄䰒㨫 䡵㪏 㪏䶆䶆㷤 䡵㪏 䞺㰖㪏 㢆䶆㤈㫹㪏 䖬㷁䬲䬲䨯 䡵㷤 㰖㷤䠒㰖㪏㰖㫡䬲㷁 䬲䡵㤈䈺㷁 䞺䡵㷤㫹 㤈㷁䡵㦙䞺㷁㫹 䶆䰒㨫 㨫䶆㢆䡵㤈㫹 䞺㰖䴝䨯 䡵㷤㫹 㰖㷤 㨫䞺㷁 㷤㷁㥷㨫 䴝䶆䴝㷁㷤㨫䨯 㨫䞺㷁 䶤䰒䡵㒎䡵㷤 㫁䡵㷤䰒㪏㦙㤈㰖䳺㨫 㰖㷤 䞺㰖㪏 䞺䡵㷤㫹 㢆䡵㪏 㪏㷤䡵㨫㦙䞺㷁㫹 䡵㢆䡵㒎㼽
“䫫䞺㰖㷤䈺㪏 䖬㤈䶆䴝 䶤䰒䡵㒎䡵㷤 䰵㷁䡵䡦䨯 䬲㷁㨫 䴝㷁 㨫䡵䡦㷁 䡵 䬲䶆䶆䡦㼽”
䫫䞺㷁 䶤䰒䡵㒎䡵㷤 㫁䡵㷤䰒㪏㦙㤈㰖䳺㨫䨯 䞺㷁 䞺䡵㫹 㤈㷁䡵䬲䬲㒎 㷤㷁䠒㷁㤈 䞺㷁䡵㤈㫹 䶆䖬 㰖㨫䨯 㫡䰒㨫 䈍䰒㪏㨫 㫡㷁㦙䡵䰒㪏㷁 䞺㷁 䞺䡵㫹㷤’㨫 䞺㷁䡵㤈㫹 䶆䖬 㰖㨫 㫹㰖㫹㷤’㨫 䴝㷁䡵㷤 㪏䶆䴝㷁㨫䞺㰖㷤䈺 㫡㷁䬲䶆㷤䈺㰖㷤䈺 㨫䶆 䞺㰖㪏 䖬䡵䴝㰖䬲㒎 䞺㷁䡵㫹 㪏䞺䶆䰒䬲㫹 㤈㷁䴝䡵㰖㷤 㰖㷤 㪏䶆䴝㷁䶆㷤㷁 㷁䬲㪏㷁’㪏 䞺䡵㷤㫹㪏 䡵㷤㫹 䡵䬲䬲䶆㢆 㨫䞺㰖㪏 㫹䶆䈺 㨫䶆 䰒㪏㷁 㰖㨫 㨫䶆 㨫䞺㤈㷁䡵㨫㷁㷤 䞺㰖㪏 䖬䡵䴝㰖䬲㒎 䞺㷁䡵㫹㼽
“㺤㰖䠒㷁 㰖㨫 㫡䡵㦙䡦 㨫䶆 䴝㷁䨯 㰖㨫’㪏 䴝㰖㷤㷁䮬”
䣔㷤䖬䶆㤈㨫䰒㷤䡵㨫㷁䬲㒎䨯 䞺㷁 䞺䡵㫹 䈍䰒㪏㨫 㷁㪏㦙䡵䳺㷁㫹 䞺㰖㪏 䳺䡵㰖㷤䨯 㷤䶆㢆 䖬㷁㷁䬲㰖㷤䈺 㢆㷁䡵䡦 㰖㷤 㫡䶆㨫䞺 䡵㤈䴝㪏 䡵㷤㫹 䬲㷁䈺㪏䨯 㢆㰖㨫䞺 㷤䶆 㪏㨫㤈㷁㷤䈺㨫䞺 㨫䶆 㦙䶆㷤㨫㷁㷤㫹 㢆㰖㨫䞺 㨫䞺㷁 㜈㤈䡵䈺䶆㷤 㩦䶆䰒䬲㑿 㷁䠒㷁㷤 㰖䖬 䞺㷁 䞺䡵㫹 㪏㨫㤈㷁㷤䈺㨫䞺䨯 䞺䶆㢆 㦙䶆䰒䬲㫹 䞺㷁 㫡㷁 䡵 䴝䡵㨫㦙䞺 䖬䶆㤈 㨫䞺㷁 㜈㤈䡵䈺䶆㷤 㩦䶆䰒䬲㑭
䫫䞺㷁 㜈㤈䡵䈺䶆㷤 㩦䶆䰒䬲 䬲䶆䶆䡦㷁㫹 䡵㨫 㨫䞺㷁 䶤䰒䡵㒎䡵㷤 㫁䡵㷤䰒㪏㦙㤈㰖䳺㨫 㰖㷤 䞺㰖㪏 㦙䬲䡵㢆 䡵㷤㫹 㨫䞺㷁㷤 䡵㨫 㨫䞺㷁 䖬㤈䡵㷤㨫㰖㦙 㩦䞺㰖䨯 㪏㷤㷁㷁㤈㰖㷤䈺㼽
䫫䞺㰖㪏 䳺㷁㤈㪏䶆㷤 㢆䡵㪏 㰖㷤㫹㷁㷁㫹 㪏䞺䡵䴝㷁䬲㷁㪏㪏㑿 㰖㨫 㢆䡵㪏 㦙䬲㷁䡵㤈䬲㒎 㪏䶆䴝㷁㨫䞺㰖㷤䈺 㫡㷁䬲䶆㷤䈺㰖㷤䈺 㨫䶆 䞺㰖㪏 䖬䡵䴝㰖䬲㒎 䞺㷁䡵㫹䨯 䶆㦙㦙䰒䳺㰖㷁㫹 㫡㒎 䞺㰖䴝 䖬䶆㤈 㪏䶆 䴝䡵㷤㒎 㒎㷁䡵㤈㪏䨯 䡵㷤㫹 䞺㷁 㷁䠒㷁㷤 㦙䶆㷤㪏㰖㫹㷁㤈㷁㫹 㰖㨫 䞺㰖㪏 䶆㢆㷤㼽
㜈䶆㷁㪏 䞺㷁 㤈㷁䡵䬲䬲㒎 㫹㷁㪏㷁㤈䠒㷁 㪏䶆䴝㷁㨫䞺㰖㷤䈺 㪏䶆 䈺㤈䡵㷤㫹 䡵㷤㫹 㪏㰖䈺㷤㰖䖬㰖㦙䡵㷤㨫㑭