Yang Yuhan thought for a while and said, "Okay, then I'll ask the last question, you should be able to answer this question."

Wu Zixu said: "Well, ask."

Yang Yuhan asked: "Why are people in this world not so curious about what we are doing?"

Wu Zixu replied: "Because they have come into contact with many strange people over the past thousands of years, and have no interest in our backward ancient society, and have even formed a prejudice. So even if they meet modern people like you and me, they are too lazy to ask. But this is just right, and it will become an advantage for you and me."

"Well." Yang Yuhan responded, and suddenly thought of Yu Fan on Birong Mountain and his daughter Qiqi. He wanted to use his anger to transform into a girl's appearance, but he was also troubled by the fact that he could not use his true energy now, so he had to verbally say, "Oh, by the way, have you ever seen a little girl named Qiqi?" He compared his waist height, "It was probably so tall, six or seven years old. At that time, he followed a woman and the same bus we were on."

Wu Zixu thought for a moment: "No. I mentioned just now that although we happened together, I arrived three years earlier than you, and the others must be early or late, maybe they have not come yet."

"Then... besides me." Yang Yuhan asked, "How many other people have you seen?"

Wu Zixu said: "You are the only one."

Yang Yuhanqi said: "What about those people who lost contact with 'Mahang'? Have you never seen any of them?"

Wu Zixu was slightly stunned: "No. I have never thought about this before... Maybe it was because all the time was disrupted, and I had never seen any of them."

"Okay." Yang Yuhan nodded in disgust, and saw Wu Zixu subconsciously looking at the moon and said, "Okay, there is not much time left, and we still have a lot of important things to talk about. You stretch your hands flat and face your palms to me."

Yang Yuhan was wary of her heart and instinctively avoided her, but because she lost the protection of the mysterious technique, she became a little afraid of being too high and did not dare to make any move: "What do you want to do?"

Wu Zixu was still standing there and explained: "I just want to borrow your strange power and want to tell me through you how to make the world truly 'long-term stability'."

Yang Yuhan looked at him suspiciously: "Why is your heart so big? Needless to say, can I tell you the answer, just based on our current situation, don't you think about how we go back first, and why do you still have the mind to consider the 'long-term stability' here?!"

Wu Zixu said supremely: "I am not only here, but also for you and me. I hope you can trust me."

Yang Yuhan stared at him for a while and said, "But even if I believe in you, I can't use my true energy now."

"It's okay." Wu Zixu said, "The use of strange power does not require mobilizing true energy. You just need to lift your hand."

Yang Yuhan hesitated and stretched out his hand: "…and what?"

Wu Zixu then turned his palms to the right side: "Close your eyes and feel them with your heart."

"Yeah." Yang Yuhan closed his eyes, then felt a trace of coolness pouring into his palms, and penetrated his arms, chest and abdomen, quickly reaching Xuanling.

"Um..." Before he could experience it carefully, the coolness suddenly exploded, causing his scalp to numb and his whole body to have goose bumps. Then, he felt like he had "opened his eyes" - the range of all things suddenly expanded a lot. Starting with the Qingshan Henghu Lake under his feet, it quickly spread to all directions, and in a short while it passed through the border of the Qinglong Kingdom, covering the entire China and various small countries around.

then.

Countless memories are rushing with strong pain - as people are familiar with, they are all repeated in history countless times. The separations, love, hate, and love and hatred they experience when facing natural disasters, wars, and life are all miserable and tragic crying, including birds, animals, flowers, plants, fish and insects.

Then.

He also shed tears.

Kneel on the ground with his hands hanging down.

I burst into tears again in the blink of an eye.

A person's pain alone can instantly destroy his heart, not to mention that hundreds of millions of pain have long exceeded the scope of "pain is unrest".

"Uh...hehehe...I...who will save me...I feel uncomfortable...save me...I can't stand it..."

He lay on the ground and rolled, crying heartbrokenly, scratching his ears and foreheads, almost unable to breathe, and his face was already red.

"Who will kill me...Brother Wu...you kill me..."

He crawled towards Wu Zixu, but he was so dizzy that he almost rolled down the cliff. Fortunately, Wu Zixu felt soft and pulled him back.

"I can't do it anymore..." Yang Yuhan tried hard to press his red face with blue veins and tears onto Wu Zixu, and squeezed out a few words in pleading, "You, kill me..." He was about to be angry.

"Oh." Wu Zixu sighed lightly and took his right arm, then pushed his palm hard and slapped Yu Han's chest.

Then.

And then.

Yang Yuhan flew out. His mind was suddenly clear and light, and he could no longer feel any pain.

But...Who is the person Wu Zixu is supporting?

Oh, Yang Yuhan took a closer look and found that he was holding him.

Hold yourself...

Hold yourself?!

Alas?! Yang Yuhan was amazed on this side, but Wu Zixu reached out to grab him and grabbed Yu Han, and the pain was like a maggot, pouring into his mind. But this time, before he could speak, Wu Zixu raised his hand and beat him out again.

This has been repeated three times.

Finally, when Yang Yuhan finally returned to his body, he could resist the pain. Then, with the help of Wu Zixu, he slowly stood up, wiped his face and said, "What did you do to me just now?"

Wu Zixu was still neither humble nor arrogant, neither fast nor slow: "I just stripped your soul from your body. In other words, it would mean that you died three times."

Perhaps it was because of the experience just now that Yang Yuhan was still in chaos. He was surprised but could not react as he should have: "Oh." As he said that, he patted his head and giggled inexplicably, "Hahaha..."

Wu Zixu asked him nervously, "What's wrong with you?" It can be seen that he was also quite surprised by Yang Yuhan's words and deeds.

"Haha." Yang Yuhan shook his head with a wry smile, and said slowly, "It's okay, I just wanted to laugh... It was so uncomfortable just now... I just couldn't stand it."

"Um..." Wu Zixu was relieved when he saw that he was not stupid or crazy, "Then what did you... feel just now?"

Yang Yuhan paused and said, "It's all painful memories."

Wu Zixu thought for a while and said, "This may be related to your personality. Your ability will give priority to the things you desire most, and these pains are also what you are best at resisting."

Yang Yuhan said angrily: "Good at resisting? Do you think I was good at resisting that way I just said?!"

Wu Zixu said with a little guilty conscience: "I can't do anything, so I'm a little anxious."

"It's not you who suffered the consequences." Yang Yuhan said angrily, "Let's do this, as long as you tell me what spell you used, I will let it go."

Wu Zixu hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay..."
Chapter completed!