Chapter 410 Password
The bloody rainstorm showed no sign of stopping and continued to fall.

Bai Yanliang knew that this rain was most likely the work of Bai Yanren, and to be able to do this, I'm afraid... at this moment he is no longer a simple human being.

But he also told Xun Weimo that he was still alive.

"Go across this street all the way to the river, and Feng Yiru will be there."

Bai Yanliang held an umbrella and followed Bai Yanren quietly.

Bloody red raindrops hung in every corner of the field of vision. Faint wails drifted in the wind and rain, dyeing the city of karma the color of hell.

"I heard that Feng Yiru is your wife...brother."

Bai Yanliang suddenly spoke.

"Yes."

Bai Yanren did not deny it.

"When did you get married?"

As far as Bai Yanliang could remember, his brother never mentioned that he had a wife.

This time, Bai Yanren didn't say anything.

The two of them held umbrellas and walked towards the riverside. This was the place where Bai Yanliang had arranged to meet them.

Feng Xiuxue came naturally.

Of course, Bai Yanliang didn't tell her that Bai Yanren was also there at the moment.

When the three of them saw each other across the street, Feng Xiuxue's eyes were full of disbelief.

But soon, her expression changed completely, as if she had suddenly become a different person.

That expression is... Feng Yiru.

She glanced at the sky and didn't dare step into the bloody rain. She could only wait quietly for Bai Yanliang and Bai Yanren to come over.

Bai Yanren's gaze seemed to soften a bit, and his pace quickened.

When he arrived in front of Feng Yiru, he was silent for a long time, but Feng Yiru spoke first.

"signal."

These two words seemed to suddenly bring time back to ten years ago...

----

It was also a rainy day.

But it was not a bloody storm, but a gentle breeze and drizzle.

Feng Yiru leaned on Bai Yanren's shoulder and asked, "Do you really have to go?"

Bai Yanren nodded gently: "There is no other way."

"Wu Ji is not a game, and there is no such thing as a game to be completed. The door I saw at the end is just a passage to the next reincarnation that opens again. It will not stop until the right person is selected, until... the real person appears."

There was a hint of confusion and bewilderment in Bai Yanren's voice.

It was like some kind of existing constant. If that person was among their group, he would have appeared long ago.

However, the fact is that he and others have cleared Wu Ji more than once. Every time they pass the level, they have one more key in their hands. As of today, they already have eight keys.

But the "right person" still didn't show up.

At this point, even the most unlikely answer can only be this.

That is - although the spiritual world of this group of people is the strongest, the person Wu Ji is looking for is not among them.

Whenever he thought of this, Bai Yanren found it ironic. What was the meaning of all these life and death experiences we had?
"Yi Ru, I'm going to tell a lie and use those eight keys."

Bai Yanren tilted his head to look into Feng Yiru's eyes: "I need you to help me."

"Okay." Feng Yiru nodded.

"Why don't you ask what it is first?" Bai Yanren was stunned.

Feng Yiru shook her head. Her eyes had been on Bai Yanren's face since he started talking, as if one glance would be one less.

"I believe you."

Bai Yanren smiled brightly.

At this time, Feng Yiru said again: "I only have one question."

"You say." Bai Yanren looked at her.

"Can you come back?" Feng Yiru looked at him steadily, and the wind and rain seemed to stop for a moment at this moment.

Bai Yanren was silent.

"Maybe," he said with a daze in his eyes, "even if I come back, I don't know if the person who comes back is still me."

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can come back." Feng Yiru breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that Bai Yan almost never lied.

Bai Yanren laughed, he saw the look in Feng Yiru's eyes.

Yes, he almost never lies. To him, a lie is a lie, whether good or bad.

But... once he decides to lie, it will be a huge lie.

For example, the legend of the Nine Hells was fabricated using eight keys.

For example...tell Feng Yiru that he can come back.

"But even if he can come back, it will probably be ten years later, so you have to wait."

Bai Yanren said with a smile.

Feng Yiru seemed to have thought of something at this time. She sat up straight and took out a key from Bai Yanren's pocket.

"Whatever you want to do, I'll keep a copy."

"Whether it's ten years or twenty years, as long as I'm alive, I will keep waiting until you show up."

Feng Yiru looked at his evasive eyes and said word by word: "If you want to get the key back, come find me when you come back and... answer my code."

"Secret code?" Bai Yanren was stunned.

"Yes, didn't you just say that even if you came back, you wouldn't know if the person who came back was still you?"

"When you come back and see me, tell me... [I'm back.]"

"I'm back..." Bai Yanren repeated her words.

"Yeah! Just these four words, simple, right?"

Bai Yanren smiled bitterly, it was indeed very simple.

It is so simple that if one is really "contaminated" and one's mind is changed, one can easily recall the code and get the key.

However, if I didn't agree to her, she would not help me complete this scam.

Only by allowing the elderly to go to "other Wuji" activities will it be possible to attract a new group of people to enter Wuji.

As for the “other fog collections,” of course, they’re… fake.

Dr. Zhou Tian is an extremely intelligent person, and this final attempt can only be completed with his help.

After all, whether in the fog or in the human world, a new space has been opened up, blocking the gap for ten years.

Or opening up a new "fog set", these are not things that human power can do.

However, Dr. Zhou Tian can do it. His understanding of narrowness and gaps, and... the strange power he possesses, are enough for him to accomplish all this.

Bai Yanren recalled what Dr. Zhou Tian said. He was willing to make this last attempt of self-sacrifice because of Dr. Zhou Tian's last words.

"I want to...atone for my sins."

"Okay, I remember it!"

Bai Yanren withdrew his thoughts, looked at the woman in front of him, and hugged her again.

"Yiru, I need you... to help me guide someone during the next new fog gathering."

"Who?" Feng Yiru asked.

"My brother." Bai Yanren said softly.

"But... didn't Yanliang already..." Feng Yiru was a little surprised. After all, from the fragments that Bai Yanren had mentioned, she already knew that his brother was seriously ill.

"It's okay." Bai Yanren smiled cheerfully, "He will be fine."

"I'll be fine too!"

He patted his biceps and said, "Wait, ten years later, I will definitely say the words "I'm back" in front of you!"

Feng Yiru said nothing, just nodded.

Heavy rain poured down.

(End of this chapter)