Strange World Survival Manual

Chapter 636: People make boats in the bitter sea, and eminent monks laugh at ferrying passengers.

"Zhao Wuqi?" Jiang Xuan stared at Zhao Wuqi's face that was exactly the same as Li Si's, feeling very absurd for some reason.

Before his death, two secrets were discovered.

One is the Immortal Lord Zhao Wuqi.

As for the other one, Zhao Wuqi and Li Si looked exactly the same.

But now, he doesn't care about the second thing.

Zhao Wuqi has the same appearance as Li Si, what does it have to do with him.

What he is most concerned about now is that the current Immortal Master is actually Zhao Wuqi.

"Zhao Wuqi..." Jiang Xuan looked at Zhao Wuqi and murmured. Then the corners of his mouth slowly curved up, and he suddenly laughed so heartily that the blood in his chest flowed.

Even in the end, he could no longer laugh out loud, and his face turned gray-white, no different from a dead person.

Listening to his laughter, the Immortal Master looked as calm as a sculpture, standing quietly on the spot.

Jiang Xuan's blood-red eyes stared at the Immortal Master, and he opened his mouth as if to say something.

After saying that, his face became stiff and his eyes lost their expression.

He is already dead.

However, even after he died, his body still stood upright, with no tendency to fall down at all, which formed a strong contrast with the kneeling ghosts and immortals.

"I'm better than you..." The Immortal Master repeated what Jiang Xuan didn't say, shook his head and smiled, then swept Jiang Xuan's body into powder and dissipated it in the air.

"What do you know?" He muttered to himself, and then his face was covered by the clouds again.

"You can handle the rest by yourselves." The Immortal Master glanced at the ghosts and immortals in the field and said slowly.

"I understand." Many ghosts and immortals quickly replied.

Now having the Immortal Lord take action made them all feel scared and very uneasy.

You know, the last time the Immortal Master took action was when he faced ten powerful gods.

Hearing these people's words, the Immortal Master nodded, then seemed to sense something, and turned his head to look into the distance.

Li Si, who was looking at the Immortal Master from a distance, felt a chill all over his body, as if he felt that he was being targeted by some wild beast.

He also didn't expect that the last trump card of the Yin Division was Zhao Wuqi.

Didn't Zhao Wuqi resist the ghost immortals at the beginning? Why did he become the leader of so many ghosts and immortals again?

Perhaps something happened that he didn't know about.

The Immortal Master just glanced at Li Si, but it was not that he noticed anything, he was just slightly interested.

He did not expect that on such a battlefield, there would be ordinary people watching.

It’s simply a matter of life and death.

Then, he disappeared and left the white city.

Here, the only one who can attract his attention is Jiang Xuan.

Now that Jiang Xuan is dead, there is no need for him to stay here.

Li Si saw the immortal master disappear and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he felt the crisis of death.

Then he took another deep look at the white city, sighed, and turned to leave.

Jiang Xuan failed.

A man like a hero is now dead here.

It made him feel a little sad.

When Jiang Xuan chose to resist the rule of the immortals, the outcome was already doomed.

This may also be his future ending.

"Have a good trip." Li Si murmured in his heart, walked onto the street, and walked towards the city gate in the distance.

Now that Tianluo's army was wiped out, the city was once again controlled by ghosts.

It's not suitable for him to stay here for a long time.

When passing by the street, Li Si found that most of the people here were still in fear.

They don't know what's going on.

The truth of this world has never appeared before their eyes.

But Li Si would not tell them, because telling them would not do any good and might even kill them.

Going straight all the way, Li Si left Wei Capital unimpeded.

"Tata..." Not long after Li Si left, a very mechanical voice came.

A group of people appeared at the city gate.

This group of people were naked, including men and women, old and young, big and small.

At this time, they were all heading towards the palace.

When these people walked through the long street, no one noticed them, not even anyone blocking their way.

And if someone can see the appearance of these people clearly, they will definitely find that the appearance of this group of people is the same as that of the nobles in the palace.

It's just that there are no clothes and no royal dignity.

"Boom!—Boom! Boom!"

"Boom!—Boom! Boom!"

"Boom!—Boom! Boom!"

As these people passed by, the sound of the clock sounded in the sunshine.

Moreover, this call was made at the third watch of the day.

"It's two o'clock, everything is safe!"

The sound of the watchman sounded in the city.

When they heard the sound of the watchman, everyone in the city looked confused and walked towards their rooms in a daze.

At the same time, a man with an ashen complexion was patrolling the entire city, tapping his toes, hooking his waist, and stepping on the eaves.

Not long after, the whole city became quiet.

Even if there are some insect sounds, there is no sound.

Everything is quiet!

"My name is Wu Xing, and I am the City God of the capital of Wei." A high-pitched voice sounded, and a man wearing eunuch's clothes jumped up lightly and fell into the air.

His face was green and white, his eyes were full of coldness, and wherever he looked, there was a cold wind sweeping over him.

The residents who were already sleeping in bed could not help but shiver when they were blown by the cold wind.

In the palace, there were some "swishing" sounds, but it was someone cleaning the blood in the imperial city.

This ancient city is restoring its original appearance.

And just when Wei Capital returned to its former self, an old monk wearing a golden cassock stood on the beach, looking kindly at the ocean in front of him.

He took out a small boat from his sleeve and placed it on the sea.

Then, something weird happened.

When the boat reached the sea, human heads and bodies gradually grew out, and they were so densely packed that it was very scary.

After these people grew up, their bodies were entangled with other people and looked extremely twisted. From time to time, blood seeped out from the joints of these people and dripped onto the sea.

These people were wailing, and their expressions of joy, anger, and sorrow were no different from those of ordinary people.

For a time, this seaside has become a purgatory.

Monk Jin smiled, stepped onto the boat, and stepped on everyone's bodies.

Then, the small boat began to move toward the distance.

From time to time, people on this ship drowned or fell to the bottom of the sea.

But soon this ship will grow new people.

This is a boat that can produce its own people.

Monk Jin sat on the boat, listening to the people on the boat wailing and cursing, still with a kind smile on his face, and chanting the only Buddha's name he remembered.

The scene at this time was like an enlightened monk crossing an evil ghost on the sea of ​​suffering.

However, who can tell clearly who is a human and who is a ghost?

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