Chapter 243 Howling Cemetery

"Oh, by the way, when I went to Gale Canyon, I also discovered a very strange thing."

Xiao Jian raised his feet, stared at the countdown above the blind saint's head, and said quite relaxedly.

"Oh? What is it?" The blind saint didn't seem to show any anxiety, she just spoke softly as usual.

"It's that ax..."

Xiao Jian explained how he discovered the giant axe peak, and then how he completely destroyed the terrain-level obsidian giant axe.

Of course, Xiao Jian also talked about the most important part in detail - that is, after the giant ax was destroyed, the strong wind in the Gale Canyon suddenly stopped.

However, the more clearly Xiao Jian spoke, the bigger the blind saint's eyes widened. After Xiao Jian finished speaking, her red lips opened slightly, her eyes widened, and her face was full of Shock and disbelief.

"What? Is there something I didn't explain clearly?" Xiao Jian put down his crossed legs, put his feet on the ground, leaned forward slightly, put his hands on his knees, and his expression became very serious.

Unfortunately, just when Xiao Jian thought that the blind saint would reveal some information that he didn't know, he didn't expect that she would sigh with satisfaction:

"...So that's it. It turns out that the strong wind there is because of that axe!"

"I really want to see how the giant ax that is taller than Saintess' Peak collapses..."

"Is there really nothing nearby? Is that giant ax really just ordinary obsidian? It's impossible...how can ordinary obsidian produce strong winds?"

Xiao Jian:? ? ?

You ask me, I still want to ask you! !

Isn't this next to your house? What's going on with you acting like a curious baby?

Xiao Jian forcibly resisted countless criticisms and was speechless for a long time before finally asking: "You don't know??"

The blind saint spread her hands, revealing her bottomless mind: "Of course, even the true God is not omniscient and omnipotent... Oh, sorry, I forgot that you are too."

Xiao Jian raised his eyebrows: "...The Gale Canyon is not far from here, right? And you gave me this place name, and now you tell me that your knowledge of it is like a blank sheet of paper?"

"...Ah? Isn't it possible?" The blind saint seemed to have heard something incredible. "Falling in such an unlucky place, just fighting against corrosion is already difficult, and there are no valuable resources around. Why do I need to know so clearly?"

"..."

For a moment, Xiao Jian was unable to refute.

"So, since you fell here, you have been squatting in the Saintess' Peak and never left?" Xiao Jian's face was full of disbelief.

"Of course, what else? The original driving force is not enough, and it has to be wasted in places where there is nothing. Isn't that suicide?" The blind saint replied naturally.

Also, because Xiao Jian doesn't have any pressure to survive, he will think about expanding the boundaries of survival, see if there are any resources around him, and see if there are any threats...

But for the blind saint who fell into this world, she was like a candle in the wind. She had exhausted all her strength just to keep the flame alive. Of course, she had no intention of exploring the surroundings. .

so……

After so many years of co-writing, you have just been a homebody at home, right? ?

Xiao Jian looked at the blind saint with more and more strange eyes, so much so that she covered her chest with some sensitivity and even shrank back slightly.

"What...what happened?" the blind saint asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, you...are pretty good." Xiao Jianda was speechless.

I originally thought that this great man who had lived here for countless years in the Blackstone Mountains would be a huge treasure trove of knowledge...

"Wait a minute, you don't think I'm worthless anymore, do you?"

After seeing the disappointment on Xiao Jian's face, the blind saint suddenly realized that something was wrong and quickly added:

"Although I didn't leave the Virgin Peak, nor did I explore the surrounding environment...but don't forget that this is a trading market! I can collect intelligence on everything that happens around me!"

"For example, I can trace the whereabouts of that old liar's tribe you mentioned... Don't underestimate me!"

"Hmm..." Xiao Jian responded casually.

Although what she said is true, the information that the great one has seen and experienced personally is far more valuable than the information obtained by the aborigines.

After all, the Aboriginal people have lived in the darkness all their lives and can only rely on hearing, touch, smell and even taste to distinguish what is in the darkness.

Without vision, they might not even be able to spot the cliffs a few meters away. How could they detect that the high mountain at the end of the Gale Canyon was actually an unimaginably huge axe?

After realizing that Xiao Jian was no longer interested in the old liar, the blind saint suddenly panicked.

At first, she pretended to be calm... But after a while, when Xiao Jian was still frowning and silent, the blind saint's heart gradually became colder.

"Oh, by the way, your time..." Xiao Jian suddenly raised his head, and when he saw that the countdown above the blind saint's head had only single digits left, he injected another 100 points of sunshine into her.

"call……"

The blind saint felt the replenished power and immediately relaxed a little.

"Where did that old liar or his tribe go?" Xiao Jian asked casually.

"If he... is not in the Gale Canyon, then he must have gone to the Wailing Cemetery." The blind saint whispered.

This time, she had nothing to worry about, because she had discovered that Xiao Jian didn't really care about these things...

He was even more curious about that windy canyon than that old liar!

This shows what?

This shows that this mysterious and powerful man in front of him, who can even resist corrosion, is full of curiosity about the entire world!

Only those who have no worries about food and clothing, and no worries about survival, will have such superfluous emotions as curiosity!

Perhaps, that old liar was just the first thing the great man was curious about...

The more she thought about it like this, the more desperate the blind saint became.

When the bargaining chip she thought she had turned into a magazine, a newspaper, or even a joke...

So how can we exchange this kind of thing for a precious chance of survival?

No matter how you think about it, it’s impossible, right?

The blind saint began to despair.

The reason why she has been able to survive until now is entirely because of the characteristic of [degeneration].

It can consume attributes or characteristics to prolong its existence.

But here's the problem.

Living by relying on the [degeneration] characteristic is like using the method of "looking at plum blossoms to quench thirst" to get water in a dry desert.

No matter how much saliva is secreted, it is actually consuming itself.

But the dry desert and the sun were still evaporating the moisture from her body.

She could neither cut off external consumption nor obtain real replenishment, so she could only allow her body and soul to continue to wither under such suffering.

This is a long process. She is like a frog being boiled in warm water. She has long been accustomed to this process, and gradually becomes unscrupulous in the process of becoming dry. Even her thinking continues to become extreme, narrow, and distorted. ...even crazy!

Everything is just to retain even a little bit of moist breath.

Originally, if Xiao Jian had not appeared and injected sunshine into her, perhaps the blind saint could have survived in this state like a zombie hungry for flesh and blood for a long, long time.

But the problem lies in that injection.

After briefly returning to his peak state, he recovered his original self from the dusty memories and recovered countless beautiful memories...

Then, if she were allowed to return to a state where she was so dry that she was about to spontaneously combust, she would rather die.

She had previously thought that Xiao Jian must have something important and needed to find the old liar. Although her subconscious also felt that such a judgment was unreliable, like a drowning person grasping at straw, she only wanted to believe that this was the case. real.

But now, after facing Xiao Jian's strong curiosity that should not exist, the blind saint finally gave up her wishful thinking.

"The Wailing Cemetery?" After Xiao Jian heard this strange name, he immediately aroused new interest. "Is there anything strange about this place? Is it wailing all the time? Or will there be ghost zombies?"

"...Nothing. There is a guy who claims to be a god over there who is condensing his faith. Then they will nail some unbelievers or people who are unwilling to convert to the rock wall, making them wail continuously until they die..."

"Repeated over the years, the rock walls there were covered with corpses, and new living people were constantly being nailed to them."

"Because there were so many corpses and the wailing sounds were non-stop, it was called the Wailing Cemetery."

The blind saint explained in a low voice.

Xiao Jian noticed that her mood seemed a little low, but in view of the other party's cooperative attitude, Xiao Jian took out a resource card with 1,000 sunshine value, slowly walked to the blind saint and handed it over:

"I'm going to the so-called Wailing Cemetery to have a look. I don't know how long it will take to come back... Just take it first and eat it yourself when you're hungry. Don't starve to death."

"...?"

The blind saint took the resource card with a blank look on her face. The moment her fingertips touched the resource card, an instruction manual flowed into her mind, making her immediately understand what this small card meant. .

"Ah this...!?"

The blind saint raised her head and looked at Xiao Jian in surprise...

Just when she had given up, she didn't expect to get such a huge fortune!

You know, these 1,000 sunshine points are enough for her to survive for more than two months if she saves them!

Moreover, I have been living with a normal thinking that is far away from extreme, narrow-minded, twisted, crazy... for more than two months!

"This...I..."

The hand of the blind saint holding the resource card trembled slightly.

Looking at the pitiful saint who looked like a stray dog ​​that had just been fed, Xiao Jian comforted him casually: "Don't be afraid, I will be back soon..."

After saying that, Xiao Jian was ready to take back his clone and disappear directly.

But before he could leave, he was hugged tightly... by his arms.

Wuhu...

This is a real heart! A chest that can sink your whole arm in!

"Thank you... thank you." The blind saint whispered.

Her voice was full of exhaustion.

But think about it, for many years, she has struggled to survive, and she can only allow herself to wither and rot.

Thinking about this kind of experience makes me feel suffocated.

"Okay, it's okay." Xiao Jian gently rubbed her hair, and then pulled out his arm with great effort.

"How about you send me out?" Xiao Jian suggested.

The blind saint looked up at Xiao Jian, then lowered her eyebrows and said:

"good."

……

After leaving the Holy Maiden Peak, Xiao Jian flew all the way to the direction of the so-called "Howling Cemetery".

Although the "Howling Cemetery" and the "Wind Canyon" seem to be in the same direction, due to the terrain, there is actually a slight deviation.

If you walk on the ground, of course you will pass the "Howling Cemetery" first, and then go to the "Wind Canyon".

But if you fly, there is still a relatively small angle between the "Wind Canyon" and the "Howling Cemetery".

After re-determining the direction, Xiao Jian quickly flew to the so-called "Howling Cemetery".

I don't know if it's because no prisoners have been captured recently, or if all the prisoners are very sensible and have converted...

In short, when Xiao Jian flew to the iconic cliff full of corpses, he didn't hear any wailing sounds.

But the cliff full of corpses alone is shocking enough!

All kinds of intelligent creatures that Xiao Jian had seen and had never seen were nailed to the "pages" of this cliff like specimens...

The bodies that were older had dried and mummified, while the ones that were more recent were still vivid.

"Ah--stop! I'm not an unbeliever! I'm a devout believer! I have great faith in Lord Abbastakrema..."

"Ah--"

"Ah, no! Don't nail me to the wall of unbelievers... No!!"

Miserable cries of begging for mercy came from afar.

Xiao Jian looked in the direction of the sound and saw two strong men with horns on their heads, carrying a thin human being, and constantly walking towards this cliff.

"Who made you unsteady in your faith? There's nothing I can do... If you were really a devout believer, you wouldn't have been selected!"

One of the strong men laughed in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter, just die. Think positively. If you die, we will all be safe. Wouldn't you be happy for us?"

The other big man's words were also full of laughter. It seemed that he was quite keen on nailing people to the wall.

"No... No!! No no no! You shallow people! You are just jealous of me! You are jealous that I have become a devout believer!"

The thin human struggled and shouted frantically, but his weak struggle could not shake the grip of the two strong men at all.

"Nail it up, hurry up... The Lord hasn't heard the wailing for a long time. The longer there is no wailing, the easier it is for him to go berserk... Then you and I will be in trouble!"

"Okay, save your energy, wait until you are nailed up and howl hard..."