Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 18 Shadow
"The body is not decayed, it seems that this man has not been dead for long. How did he face death so calmly?"
Wang Chen followed the gaze of the corpse, raised his head thoughtfully, looked at the blue sky and white clouds that were much closer, and frowned tightly.
When he opened his arms to welcome a beautiful new life, a corpse suddenly appeared in front of him. What was happening?
"This is how the world is. It's normal." Xiaoyao saw that Wang Chen seemed stunned and spoke to comfort him.
Wang Chen didn't say anything, but walked over slowly. Suddenly, he lowered his head, picked up something from the bushes growing in the crevice of the rock, and held it in front of his eyes to look at it carefully.
This is a black dagger, and it is impossible to tell what material it is made of. There is a chill flowing through the tentacles, which makes Wang Chen inexplicably think that the owner of this dagger is also a patient and calm person.
He lowered his gaze and saw the corpse. He was dressed in ordinary clothes and had an ordinary appearance. Except for the pair of dull eyes, everything seemed ordinary. His heart was shattered by a palm strike, his sternum collapsed, and a pool of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
There was no space on the body to store items, but Wang Chen had no desire to turn the body over. Perhaps it was the calm eyes that touched him inexplicably.
After looking around, Wang Chen squatted down and started to dig a hole in the mountain wall with the black dagger in his hand. It was not known whether it was because of the ancestral energy close to the fourth level of Qi Refining, or because the black dagger was extremely sharp, but the hard mountain wall was cut open like tofu. Soon, Wang Chen dug a large hole in the shape of a drawer.
He picked up the corpse, carefully placed it into the big pit, and filled it back with the rubble he had dug out. Finally, he sealed it tightly. Then he patted the lime off his body and sighed.
"Xiaoyao, what do you think of this person?" Wang Chen asked inexplicably, with a slight sadness in his heart.
Perhaps every cultivator may have such a day, but no one believes that they will have such a day.
He views death so calmly, and I who want to break the void, it is hard to tell who is better.
"Just like you, ordinary?" Xiaoyao was used to seeing corpses and was not moved at all, so he commented casually.
Wang Chen suddenly felt that he should not discuss serious topics with Xiaoyao, because that was an improper matter in the first place.
Xiaoyao saw Wang Chen's somewhat dissatisfied look, and her heart was weak. She added: "After all, he is dead. Even if the others are stronger than you, it is hard to tell."
Wang Chen felt a lump in his heart.
Seeing Wang Chen's expression becoming even more hostile, Xiaoyao panicked and wanted to add a few words to ease the awkward atmosphere: "But he seems to be luckier than you. He died in this inexplicable place and someone collected his body."
"You're going too far!" Wang Chen couldn't bear it any longer and stabbed with a dagger.
"What are you doing?" Xiaoyao screamed, "I'm not cursing you to die without anyone to collect your body! Just believe me!"
Facing the oncoming black dagger, Xiaoyao flew away quickly.
When he came to his senses again, Wang Chen had already continued to climb upwards.
Hanging from the belt was the pitch-black dagger.
For him, it is much more convenient to keep the weapon within reach rather than in a storage ring.
After a while, they finally climbed up the cliff. Wang Chen clapped his hands and looked around. The vast snow in his memory turned into mottled grass. Lush bushes poked their heads out, and wild flowers were like embellishments in a beautiful painting, making the scenery look vast and uniquely beautiful.
The wonderful mood of seeing the light of day again is enough to make anyone smile. Wang Chen raised his hands straight under the sunlight and took a deep breath of the intoxicating air.
Even the heaven and earth seemed to be spinning, making one feel refreshed.
The heavy mood brought by the corpse just now also disappeared.
Just as I closed my eyes and immersed myself in this moment, I suddenly heard a whistling sound.
"Is there a cultivator flying in the sky? Sooner or later I will be able to soar between heaven and earth." He thought secretly, but he only heard the whistling sound coming from far away and approaching, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Wang Chen felt a darkness before his eyes and then he opened his eyes.
An extremely burly middle-aged cultivator was standing in the air on a huge, flat magical weapon as big as a door panel, looking down at Wang Chen from above.
This cultivator had a bald head, dark skin, eyes like copper bells, and was wearing a furry coat. The fur on the coat was extremely long and was even fluttering in the breeze.
"So there are taxis in the world of cultivators? This taxi looks quite spacious." Wang Chen thought about it and made a conclusion. When he saw the door panel under the feet of the cultivator, he became more certain of his conclusion.
"But I just raised my hand casually. There's no need to fly over here to pick up guests, right?"
"This guy looks like a spirit bear. Maybe he's a bandit or something. I'd better be careful." Wang Chen thought to himself.
"Senior, I raised my hand just because I wanted to stretch my muscles. I definitely didn't mean to greet you." Wang Chen said.
The cultivator jumped down from the door panel and stretched out his hand. The door panel flipped over and a knife handle was revealed. It turned out that the door panel was actually a broad and huge sword.
He grasped the machete, thrust it into the ground with a "swish" , and laughed so loudly that it shook people's eardrums.
"Shadow?" He said in a rough voice after laughing.
"shadow?"
Wang Chen was stunned, and subconsciously looked at the shadow under the sun, and then said: "Senior, you recognized the wrong person."
Wang Chen just wanted to get rid of this strange cultivator as soon as possible, and his expression at this moment looked very sincere.
The cultivator obviously didn't believe it: "Shadow, I heard everything about you from the Alliance. You have suffered a lot over the years, so you should be cautious. But Third Brother knows everything, so don't hide it, otherwise Third Brother will be unhappy."
"Senior, I really am not..."
Before Wang Chen could finish his words, he saw the cultivator stretched out his hand and pulled out the black dagger from his belt.
"You're still saying no? This black steel dagger is the token that proves you are Shadow, how can you deny it?" A simple smile appeared on the cultivator's face.
"Oh, you mean this..." Wang Chen tried his best to explain: "The owner of this dagger is dead, right here..."
He was about to point out the place where the body was buried, but the burly cultivator smiled and interrupted, saying,
"I understand. You scholars always talk about saying goodbye to the past. I know that the you in the past is dead."
"If the Alliance envoy hadn't told me quietly before he left, I wouldn't have known that there was a shadow like you lurking in Yunhua Gate."
"You provided countless intelligence to the gang. If you hadn't sent out the information about the ambush during the last robbery of Yunhuamen and Xiaohegu's elixir trade, I'm afraid I would have been ambushed and died."
"There was also the time when we plotted against the leader of the Danqing Sect, Qingmu. If you hadn't informed us of our whereabouts in advance, we wouldn't have been able to kill him without anyone noticing. It is said that later the leaders of both sects ordered a thorough investigation of the traitor, but you managed to evade it."
"Third brother, I surrender!" The burly cultivator said this with a silly grin, and slapped Wang Chen on the shoulder, causing Wang Chen to stagger due to the pain.
At this moment, he was completely stunned, and immediately cursed in his heart:
"Do I have a grudge against you, the black bear? You big mouth revealed so many incredible secrets in just a few words. I have no interest in these shitty secrets! If you knew that I was not the so-called shadow, I'm afraid you would kill me in an instant, your sister!"
Even though he cursed in his heart, it was an indisputable fact that the cultivator in front of him was far superior to him, so Wang Chen thought for a moment and said:
"Brother, since you already know, I still have some things to do. Can you go back and wait for me?"
The call of "Big Brother" seemed to make the cultivator quite happy. He laughed and said, "Put everything aside and go back to the hall first!"
After saying that, he pulled Wang Chen and jumped up. The big knife flipped and carried the two of them straight into the sky.
Wang Chen's eyes flashed with helplessness as he looked longingly at the ground that was getting farther and farther away. There was a shadow that was gradually turning into a smaller dot.
Not far away was the deep cliff, with a few rocks, shrouded in white mist, and a shadow that no one knew except Wang Chen.
