Chapter 408 Questions
It rained harder and harder.

This truly bloody storm has already frightened the survivors in Yecheng.

This rain is just like aqua regia. Once it touches your body, it will corrode you.

Those who were still alive hid in their houses, praying for the moment when the rain would stop.

The internet and electricity were cut off, and the tap water at home was unusable. For the living, this rainstorm was the real doomsday.

However, only some people know that this is just the prelude to the end.

But even in such a horrific blood rain, there are still people walking.

Each of them was holding a black umbrella. Strangely enough, when the umbrellas were opened, it was as if they separated a space, and even the blood under their feet was bypassed.

They were clean, yet they were walking among piles of bones and blood.

They were not standing side by side, one was in front and the other was half a body length away.

Until... across the street, across from a bar, he stopped.

Bai Yanren was dressed in black, standing quietly in the rain.

The bar opposite was not open, but there was a man standing inside the glass window - Xun Weimo.

This is Xun Weimo’s bar.

The sky was dark and the earth was gloomy, there was blood and rain, and Bai Yanren and Xun Weimo were motionless, as if they were still, but their eyes were looking at each other from afar.

The chaotic raindrops hit the umbrella, bounced outwards, and splashed a bright red blood mist.

Bai Yanliang stood behind Bai Yanren. Just now, he agreed.

He agreed to Bai Yanliang's request to go with him to kill people.

Perhaps bringing Bai Yanliang along would indeed save a lot of effort in looking for people everywhere.

Maybe for other reasons.

Anyway, after handing Bai Yanliang a black umbrella, the two of them set off.

This bar was the first stop Bai Yanliang brought him to.

"His name is Xun Weimo."

"Ah."

The conversation between the two was still clear in the heavy rain.

"I don't know which prison he is the warden of, maybe..."

"It doesn't matter," Bai Yanren said calmly, "They are all lies, I made them up."

After he finished speaking, a blood-red streak was seen tearing through the gloomy sky. Then, a "boom" was heard and Xun Weimo's face, who was standing at the window of the bar, was illuminated by a flash of blood.

Bai Yanren moved his feet, and together with Bai Yanliang, he walked towards Xun Weimo step by step.

"Squeak-"

The door opened just as the two men arrived at the bar entrance.

Xun Weimo didn't show any surprise on his face, instead he smiled and said, "Long time no see."

"Give me the key." Bai Yanren's voice pierced through the wind and rain, cold and ruthless.

"Brother Bai, you're joking." Xun Weimo stood straight with his thin figure in the bloody storm. "I've long forgotten where I threw it."

"But if you answer me two questions, maybe I can remember where it is."

Xun Weimo never loses the upper hand in communication. If he really loses his key, it would not be completely impossible for Bai Yanren to find it, but the time it would take would be greatly increased.

And now...what he lacks most is time.

"Ask." Bai Yanren looked at him calmly.

"First... Brother Bai, how did you manage to exclude us from this round of fog ten years ago?" Xun Weimo's voice was very soft, blending with the sound of wind and rain, as if there was no contradiction.

Bai Yanren remained silent.

But Xun Weimo continued, "Wu Ji is the border between the human world and the fog world, and also the border between life and death." "At first I thought that the collision between the fog world and the human world would end with one side devouring the other, but later I found out..."

"No, the only result of the collision of two worlds is mutual destruction. Matter is the origin of our world, and the original intention of the mist world... is consciousness."

"In our world, matter does not depend on the reflection of consciousness and exists objectively."

"Everything in the fog world was born from a huge consciousness of a certain group. Consciousness can distort or transform matter."

"Two worlds with completely different fundamental laws, there is no such thing as one devouring the other, but... annihilation together."

"So, the place called Wu Ji is an attempt by the wills of the two worlds to compromise with each other in order to survive."

"Right?"

Xun Weimo's voice, through the sound of wind and rain, entered Bai Yanliang's ears.

He had wondered about the source of the fog.

I also doubted Wu Ji's position.

Based on the information he knew, Wu Ji concluded that... he was standing on the human side.

But now listening to Xun Weimo's story, Wu Ji seems to be a product of mutual compromise.

The fog world and the human world are struggling for survival.

And fog gathering is their last resort before collision and destruction.

What was the purpose of the creation of Kewuji?
According to Zhou Tian, ​​Wu Ji’s criteria for selecting people is their spiritual world.

The strength of the spiritual world is the key to being selected.

Therefore, the old man and the child have never appeared in the fog, because the former's spiritual world has collapsed, and the latter's spiritual world has not been fully established.

and many more.

Bai Yanliang suddenly thought that if Wu Ji's existence was to find a way to prevent the two worlds from colliding, it was a common act of survival by the will of the two worlds.

Then... the human world selects humans whose spiritual world is strong enough, and the fog world provides ghosts with more and more bizarre and terrifying abilities.

Putting these two together to decide life and death, could it be for the purpose of...

"See, your brother has thought of it."

Xun Weimo said.

"The Mist Gathering exists to select those who will be able to enter the Mist Realm in the future."

"But why do humans need to enter the Mist Realm? I have thought about the reason and have been researching for ten years... but I only vaguely know that it is related to Dr. Zhou Tian."

"So..." Xun Weimo looked at Bai Yanren, "Brother Bai, I really want to know, how did you manage to exclude those of us who have been chosen from this fog gathering?"

"That's not important." Bai Yanren's eyes were dull, and even duller than before. "You are very smart. Compared to this, you should think more about why I want to change people."

Xun Wei was not stagnant at all.

If Bai Yanren wanted to destroy the world, and he could replace a group of people, why didn't he just stop Wu Ji's "summoning" behavior?
In other words, what Bai Yanren was preventing was not Wu Ji's act of gathering people, but was preventing this group of "old people" from entering.

"Could it be that among our group there is..."

Xun Weimo's expression changed drastically.

Bai Yanren put his index finger to his lips and shook his head slightly.

Xun Weimo's heart was pounding. He almost guessed it, he had indeed guessed it.

After taking a look at Bai Yanliang, Xun Weimo finally understood why Bai Yanren had "summoned" a strange soul from the Mist World.

Indeed... no matter how strong the spiritual world is, no one is more suitable to enter the fog world than the soul that originally came from the fog world.

"Phew, okay, after you answer the second question, I'll give you the key."

Bai Yanren remained indifferent, but did not take any action either.

Xun Weimo adjusted his mentality, took a deep breath, and asked: "Are you dead or alive now?"

(End of this chapter)