My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 46 The Dead Don't Know They're Dead

Ye Wuyou suddenly opened his eyes.

For some reason, he felt a palpitation in his heart, which made him very uncomfortable.

So he stood up from the ground, stretched out his paw and scratched his head.

paw?

And why am I kneeling?
Ye Wuyou sensed something was wrong, turned his head to look at the white fluffy fox paws, then looked at his own body, with eight fox tails floating behind him.

Or rather, there should be nine, but the ninth tail is a little illusory, between existence and non-existence, as if it has not yet taken shape.

Ye Wuyou's mind buzzed for a moment, and then, as if possessed by a ghost, he tried to wag his tail.

Nine fox tails swayed gently.

Hey, you know what, it's quite interesting...

How interesting!!! Why did I turn into a fox?
The feeling of palpitations in his heart became stronger and stronger, and then Ye Wuyou felt that his body was moving forward as if unconsciously.

He walked out of the cave and saw a vast grassland full of vitality and greenery.

The wind blew, and ripples like waves appeared on the endless sea of ​​grass.

But Ye Wuyou did not look at the beautiful scenery. His gaze unconsciously moved upwards, upwards, and finally his two emerald green eyes like gems looked up at the sky.

The sky suddenly darkened, and with the roar of thunder, the weather became more and more terrifying.

The terrifying and dark sky was like a magnificent painting at this moment, but it seemed to be torn apart by someone, revealing a hint of scarlet.

The fox stared at the sky, its nine tails dancing behind it, and a powerful aura emanated from it.

But its body became increasingly uneasy, and it neighed as if trying to intimidate something.

But in the end, the scarlet color in the sky became clearer and clearer, and gradually the full picture was revealed.

Finally, that hint of scarlet was reflected in his eyes.

……

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye..."

The voice sounded in Ye Wuyou's ears, sometimes far away and sometimes near.

Ye Wuyou opened his eyes and looked to the side in a daze.

The man in brocade robe squatted on one side, holding a piece of material in his hand to bandage his head. There was a torn crack on the whitened edge of the brocade robe.

"Are you awake? The treatment was successful. Although you lost one eye, we survived." The man in brocade robe laughed hoarsely.

Ye Wuyou was confused at first, but when he felt his vision narrowing and realized what had just happened, he immediately jumped up from the ground without caring about his injuries.

He looked around and saw that those practitioners who had "come back from the dead" had now all turned into dry bones, and he felt a little relieved.

Looks like it's resolved?

But when he looked at the man in brocade robe, his gaze paused slightly.

Why is the other party still here?

A terrible thought emerged in his mind. Could it be that the ghost thing was still in this place?
But after feeling it carefully, he found that he could no longer detect the strange aura, and Ye Wuyou's expression relaxed slightly.

He didn't know why the man in brocade robe, as a "dead man", could still exist, but he didn't have time to care about him right now as there were more important things to do.

He checked his body carefully and found that the decay had disappeared and there were no limbs missing.

Apart from……

He touched the torn silk wrapped around his face, felt the darkness in his right eye, and sighed secretly.

So, I shouldn't have died just now.

If I die, my eyes should be able to recover.

Well, at least I don't have to waste a life.

Then, Ye Wuyou glanced at the man in brocade robe, turned around and walked towards the well without looking back.

The man in brocade robe was stunned for a moment, then he got up from the ground and followed quickly.

The other person's expression was full of relief for surviving the disaster, and he kept venting his thoughts during the short journey.

"Brother Ye, what you did just now was really terrifying. I was lying on the ground waiting to die, but I don't know how you jumped so high into the sky and swallowed that eyeball alive."

"Are you feeling unwell right now? For example, you have a stomachache and want to go to the bathroom... Don't look at me like that, I just want to know if you can pull that thing out."

"Disgusting? What should I do? After all, that thing is the most precious treasure of my Qianhuan Sect..."

"Forget it, forget it. It's lucky we can survive this battle. If the treasure is gone, it's gone..." The man in brocade robe kept talking. Ye Wuyou walked with a calm expression, as if he listened, but also as if he didn't listen.

Soon, they arrived at the well.

Jump from here and you can go back.

Ye Wuyou glanced at the man in brocade robe who was about to jump down. He had been silent all the way but suddenly spoke with a silent expression.

"What do you wish for when you get out?"

"Wish?" The man in brocade robe scratched his head, then rested his chin on his hand and thought.

"You don't have any wishes, and your treasures are gone. It's impossible to rebuild Qianhuanmen in a short time. I'll just find a mountain to stay and practice hard."

"After we get out, I'll treat you and me, Brother Ye, to a good drink, and I'll tell you about my past."

"To be honest, I really deserved to die in the past. I did a lot of beastly things... But God is like this. People like me who have done so many evil things survived, while good people died. Tsk, don't you think this is outrageous..."

[Why waste time talking to a dead man? You might as well kill him again...]

Ye Wuyou listened to the man in brocade robe's chattering and rarely interrupted him. He just nodded silently and then jumped into the well.

"Wait for me." The man in brocade robe jumped down immediately.

The two men's figures slowly sank at first, just like before, and then Ye Wuyou felt a layer of barrier like a film.

But this time, the film did not stop him and he passed through easily.

This thin film barrier seems to only serve to separate the living from the dead...

There was no ripple in the water, and there was no sound in his ears. Ye Wuyou looked back, his expression was surprised at first, but then there was some understanding in his eyes.

The man in brocade robe was standing in the water, at the other end. He kept clapping his hands, but it seemed as if there was a transparent barrier that separated him.

"What is this? Why can't I get through?"

He slapped it continuously, and finally even used his magical powers, causing spots of light to explode on the water surface, but it was of no avail.

The man in brocade robe looked at Ye Wuyou on the other side, wanting to call for help, but no sound came out.

The other person was currently sitting quietly on the other side, looking at him calmly.

Looking at Ye Wuyou's gaze, a hint of fear finally appeared in his eyes, but then his expression paused and he looked down at his body.

Then he looked up and the expression on his face gradually became complicated.

He opened his mouth and uttered a few words with trembling body.

"Brother Ye, do you think I am dead?"

But the sound could not be transmitted, only the rotten well water poured into his body.

The luxurious brocade robe was covered with mud and blood at some point, and the sticky corpse water and rotten flesh were peeling off his body piece by piece along with the water flow.

He raised his hands tremblingly, but saw the eerie white bones.

He remembered.

The man in brocade robe finally remembered.

The dusty memories were unlocked in his mind. He slaughtered the village, went up the mountain, and finally met Ye Wuyou...

He looked down at his chest, the hole that went through it was still clearly visible.

"Haha, haha..." He didn't know whether he wanted to cry or laugh, but as soon as he opened his mouth, water poured into his body.

He stretched out his rotten hand with trembling hands, and then heavily wrote a line of black and red words on the invisible barrier.

That's an address.

Then he pointed at the address and then at Ye Wuyou, his already decayed face revealing an emotion that was unclear whether it was anger or calmness.

Then he died.

Just like those dead practitioners.

Ye Wuyou watched calmly. He knew from the beginning to the end that the other person was already dead.

He silently looked at the last address left by the man in brocade robe and memorized it in his heart.

Ye Wuyou didn’t know what was at that address, and he wasn’t sure whether he would have the chance to go there in the future.

Finally, he nodded slightly towards the decayed remains, then turned and walked towards the faint yet extremely bright light.

In the dead and dim well, there was only a floating corpse.

(End of this chapter)