I will Bury the Gods Chapter 344: : Kunlun Returns

Mu Shijing returned to the Daomen. The Daomen was empty, and there was no one there.

Holding the small wooden box, she walked through the pear field and the wooden pavilion, and returned to the boudoir in the snow-covered boudoir. The door was pushed open, and the darkness was like the lingering dust covering the room.

Mu Shijing wanted to light a candle, but she failed after several attempts. She closed her eyes and sank limply in the wooden chair. , she fell asleep and woke up, woke up and slept again, the fingers holding the wooden box sank deep into the box wall, sawdust stuck between her fingers, and peeled off her nails bloody, the girl's pale hands trembled , but there was no expression on his face, numb and empty.

She stared blankly at the small wooden box containing the ashes, and in her mind, the image of him hitting her right now kept recurring like a nightmare, almost breaking her sanity.

She suddenly realized that this is her destiny.

Back then, before the earth was frozen, the same thing happened in front of 'Miss'. Afterwards, she spent hundreds of millions of years of loneliness alone. It was the deepest loneliness. Just thinking about it, It will make people crazy.

In the small room, Mu Shijing drew the curtain and locked the door. She curled herself up in the darkness, not wanting to go anywhere, but talking to the darkness alone.

These words are tantamount to nonsense. If Lin Shouxi was by her side, he would have taunted her mercilessly, but until her throat was burning like fire, there was no familiar sneer from a teenager.

Mu Shijing stopped talking.

She hugged her knees and sat alone in the dark for an unknown how long.

Maybe it was a day, maybe a year, without the sun rising and the moon setting, the time became blurred. When the door was opened again, snow and dust had accumulated on it. Mu Shijing walked out holding the small wooden box.

When she walked out this time, she put on a red and white satin dress with elegant makeup, her collarbone was white, her ankles were exquisite, her curves were slender due to her thinness, and she had a girlish demeanor, like Afraid to disturb the world.

The small wooden box is still held in her arms.

In the following days, Mu Shijing almost traveled all over the world.

She walked from Jiangnan to Mobei, climbed every mountain, floated every river, on the ridge of the roof, and in the boat, she whispered to the night, sometimes smiling, sometimes sad, as if Someone is really responding to her soliloquy.

On the vast and lonely land, she is the only ghost.

As she floated across the river where she fought with Yazi, Mu Shijing stopped shaking her hand. She leaned down and looked at the notches on the boat for a while, then gently lifted the hem of her skirt and jumped into the river.

Ripples appear on the surface of the water.

Not long after, the girl poked her head out of the water with a silver hairpin in her hand.

"Look, I'm not lying. I said you can find it here. You and Master still don't believe it. You really wronged a good man." Mu Shijing grabbed the side of the boat and jumped back to the cabin lightly, showing off It is like a new silver hairpin in my hand.

The silver hairpin is engraved with the four characters 'Harmony with Light and Dust'.

"Huh? Do you want to go back? I won't give it to you. If you take this, you will bully me again." Mu Shijing puffed his cheeks and said.

She lowered her head, and gently lifted the hem of the skirt. The skirt was completely soaked by the lake water, and it stuck tightly to her pale skin. She showed distress: "In order to pick this up, the skirt is all wet." , I'll change clothes, you turn your back, don't peek."

Mu Shijing took out a set of white underwear from the package. The underwear was cut to fit and pressed to fit his figure, especially the thin pair of trousers, which were almost wrapped around the buttocks and legs, showing curves. , She put her hands behind her head and tied her long hair into a ponytail. When doing this, the girl's blouse was gently lifted up, and her waist was slightly exposed.

"It's so cute."

Mu Shijing patted the wooden box lightly, and stepped her tender feet wrapped in silk stockings into soft boots. Then, she frowned slightly: "Why are you wearing pants? We are going to climb the mountain later, the mountain road is difficult Let's go, it's inconvenient to wear a skirt."

Shake the boat to ferry and dock leisurely.

After searching for a long time in the forest, she finally guessed a package of snake blood pears.

"One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me, one for you... I have one."

Mu Shijing divided the pears, sat on the boat, swayed his legs slightly, and ate one after another.

"Why don't you eat? If you don't eat, I will."

As Mu Shijing said, he snatched away the red pears placed on the small wooden box, ate them and wiped them clean. The boat floated gently on the water. The mouth blows, the tune is melodious.

The mountain is solitary. Mu Shijing carried Lin Shouxi to climb the mountain.

When walking through a rocky mountain path, her shoes and socks were worn out together. She sat on the stone, curled up her legs, peeled off the snow-white silk socks with a face of reluctance, and then leaned forward , gently rubbed his little feet, looked sideways at the small wooden box, and said: "This mountain is so high, do you want to go to the top of the mountain, or do you want to rest here for a while?"

Then, the girl picked up the wooden box, brought her to her ear, and listened carefully.

After a long time, the girl blinked and said dotingly: "I know, I know." They rested on the mountainside for a long time.

Mu Shijing fell asleep leaning against a stone. At midnight, she suddenly woke up. When she woke up, her eyes concealed the fear that penetrated to the bone marrow. She looked at the small wooden box beside her for a long time, and then , she took off her coat, and gently put it on the small wooden box.

"It's late at night and the dew is heavy, don't catch a cold." Mu Shijing reminded, and fell asleep again.

After that, Mu Shijing changed into a new pair of shoes, and led Lin Shouxi all the way to the top of the mountain.

Looking from the top of the mountain, beyond the vast sea of ​​clouds, you can vaguely see the outline of the sun. Mu Shijing looked at it for a long time. "It is about to rise." The girl tilted her head and said.

The sun didn't show her affection. Mu Shijing sighed, and walked down the mountain in disappointment. She came to a nearby restaurant.

"What do you want to eat today?" Mu Shijing asked.

She moved her ears to the small wooden box again, nodded after a while, and said, "My sister understands." She went straight to the back kitchen of the restaurant.

Then, there was a crackling sound. When she came back, Mu Shijing was ashamed, but her eyes were full of light. She said, "The process was a bit bumpy, but it's finally worked out. Let's try it together."

Two bowls, two pairs of chopsticks.

Mu Shijing took a sip by herself, with a slight smile on her face, she pushed the bowl to Lin Shouxi, and said, "You should eat more, my sister doesn't seem so hungry anymore."

Out of the restaurant, came to the street.

Mu Shijing took out a wad of paper money, lit it with fire, and generously burned it to Lin Shouxi, she said: "Buy what you like, if you don't have enough, ask me for it."

Mu Shijing walked slowly through the street, looking left and right, lingering in front of each stall. As she walked, she saw a Shangyuan lamp hanging on the corner of the eaves.

Like a nightmare hitting her pupils, for an instant, Mu Shijing's face was ferocious, her eyes almost murderous, she rushed towards the lantern, as if she was rushing towards a deeply hated enemy, tearing it to pieces.

She knelt on the long street, turned around after a long time, looked at the small wooden box quietly pressed on the street, smiled tremblingly, and asked cautiously: "Didn't it scare you?"

Mu Shijing got up quietly, tiptoed, and slowly returned to the small wooden box. She knelt gently, and leaned softly on the small wooden box. Early morning.

Mu Shijing woke up, lazily stretched her arms, she sat on the ground, took out the small bronze mirror, touched up her makeup, and pulled a lock of hair behind her exquisite ears, she took photos left and right , Take the small copper mirror back into the package.

Then, she took out several sets of clothes from the package and asked, "Which one do you think looks better?"

"Well... I have to wear it, I have to choose one! It's very cold in winter, if I get sick, no one will take care of you." Mu Shijing said angrily.

Be quiet for a moment.

Mu Shijing seemed to have heard something, nodded, took out a light yellow floral skirt, turned his back, and put it on in an orderly manner.

The long skirt is beautiful, and the satin is full of floral flowers. Wearing it on her at the moment, it shows a somewhat unique charm, like a neighbor who lives reclusively.

Mu Shijing led him straight on. A big river stood in front of him. It was the Yangtze River.

Back then, Luoshu was born here. After time stopped, the Yangtze River stopped flowing.

"As the saying goes, the waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead, and now there is not even a wave."

Sitting on the bank, Mu Shijing looked at the stagnant river water, resting his cheeks in his hands, and said in silence for a long time, "However, I don't think the front waves and the back waves are important. The important thing is the Yangtze River. Time always They will run, and the water in the Yangtze River will definitely run into the sea, unlike brooks and rivers, no matter how hard they work all their lives, they may only flow into the fields, twist and turn all their lives, and it will be difficult to get out."

"Do you think I'm right?" Mu Shijing knocked on the wooden box and snorted, "If you dare to say something wrong, I'll throw you into the river."

Mu Shijing crossed the Yangtze River and headed northwest. She took him through the barren and desolate ancient yellow sand road. The high hanging Milky Way traveled with them.

Look far into the distance.

It seems to have come to the end of the world, the snow-capped mountains in front of it are the barriers rising from the junction of heaven and earth. Mu Shijing doesn't feel tired.

She keeps walking forward, keeps walking, the snow mountain is getting closer and closer in her field of vision, if it happens to be sunrise, she can see the superb view of the golden mountain in the sunshine, but unfortunately the sun never rises, she can only be alone Trekking alone in the severe cold and desolation, to the highest mountainclearest pond in the world.

Arriving at the highest snow mountain, standing still and looking far away, the outline of the sun sinking below the horizon became clearer.

"As long as you stand high enough, you can see the complete sun." Mu Shijing said, wrapping the fur coat tighter.

There is no more cold wind raging the world. Mu Shijing stands at the highest place in the world.

The girl's black hair hangs down quietly, her silk stockings are flat, she holds her chest up and raises her head, pulling this lonely snow peak even higher.

She hugged the small wooden box in her arms. She looked into the distance. The mountains stretched away, like the back of a black dragon.

After a long silence, the girl's red lips fluttered and she breathed lightly. The air current trembled in the wind. "It will set off a storm in the distance."

After Mu Shijing finished speaking, she sat down gently in the cold snow, closed her eyes, and seemed to have fallen into a long sleep.

One hundred years later.

Winter has not passed, the sun has not yet risen, when Mu Shijing opened his eyes, everything is still like yesterday.

Time is meaningless here. Nothing has changed in the world.

The girl's face remained the same. She opened her eyes and looked at the distant dragon veins on the ground. There was a gleam of brilliance between her brows and eyes.

"It's time to wake up." Mu Shijing patted the wooden box and said with a smile. She walked down the mountain.

This time, she didn't ask Lin Shouxi where to go, she went straight to the Kunlun Mountains.

This legendary sacred mountain with the fairy residence of the Queen Mother of the West is covered in silver, majestic and majestic, with a mysterious veil floating.

Unbeknownst to the world, there is a hidden cave covered in ice and snow in Kunlun Mountains.

The cave is shaped like an ancient tree, and there are a large number of bronze coffins buried in it. The roots of the upside-down trees are thick, like giant rocks lying on the ground. Along this road, there is an ancient door. Copper Giant Gate.

On the bronze gate, there is a fairy beast that is exactly the same as that of Echeng. This fairy beast has a regular and solemn Kui pattern. With the arrival of Mu Shijing, Kui pattern opened his eyes.

"Is she in there?" Mu Shijing asked. "Not here." Tong Kui said. Mu Shijing smashed Tong Kui with one punch, and pushed the door open.

There are many legends about Kunlun in the world, and this is one of them. It is said that someone once entered here by mistake, and the door was opened for him. He walked into the door and saw the ultimate secret of the world.

Today, Mu Shijing also walked in. Behind the door is an abyss. The abyss is pitch black and the bottom cannot be seen.

Mu Shijing jumped down. After a long time, she landed lightly on the ground.

As if she has come to the depths of purgatory, she is surrounded by densely packed bones and blood-red corpses, which are shaped like coral.

Walking along this long road of bones to the end. Mu Shijing stopped. There was something floating in front of her.

It is a cloudy yellow robe.

This is the last remnant robe of the king in yellow. It is only the size of a palm, and it looks ridiculous. "Why did you come here?" Huang Yi asked. "Are you so anxious to find death?" Mu Shijing asked back. Rebuttal, just say: "I thought you were crazy."

"With him by my side, I won't go crazy... It was the same in the past, and it is still the same now." Mu Shijing held the small wooden box and showed a sickly smile.

Huang Yi is silent.

This world was forcibly extracted from history by the patriarch, and Huang Yi couldn't leave this world. In the past hundred years, her last emotions have always been attached to this fragment of clothes, wandering between heaven and earth.

Even Mu Shijing couldn't imagine that a hundred years would be so fleeting. The distance between the two was several feet away. Mu Shijing quickly walked to her side.

The girl stood on the cliff made of flesh and blood, and looked down. Through the darkness, she saw an extremely terrifying scene. The corpse.

It was a corpse that was too huge to be described in words. It spread towards both sides of the earth, and its spine was dozens of times wider than the widest river.

The legend of the dragon vein is not fake.

Under the ground that people usually step on, there are really such horrible giant corpses buried. "It turns out that the pale bones are hidden here." Mu Shijing said. "Yes." The king in yellow responded , said: "She created this world."

It is precisely because of this giant corpse buried in the ground that this vast and prosperous planet is supported.

Mu Shijing is indifferent and speechless.

The pieces of clothes of the emperor in yellow flutter silently before the pale corpse.

During the long silence, the emperor in yellow was the first to speak: "You must have thought everything through before you can come here."

"Well."

Mu Shijing nodded, and she said: "A hundred years ago, he guessed the wrong answer, today, I will do it."

The girl put her hand on the urn.

In front of the yellow-clothed king, the girl slowly drew out an all-black sword without a sheath, and the exposed edge reflected the girl's beautiful cheek.

After drawing out the sword, Mu Shijing put the urn aside.

The urn was smashed, the inside was empty, and there was nothing left.

Mu Shijing held the sword, turned the tip of the sword slightly, and aimed at the king in yellow." Lin Shouxi actually guessed the answer, but he was only half right."

Mu Shijing slightly parted his red lips, and said: "Many ancient books and murals today have pale images, and those images are similar, they are all ancient dragons with a ferocious face and wings covering the sky, but these are just human beings. It's just a weak impression of dragons, not all dragons are born like this, such as the Black Scaled Monarch."

The black-scaled monarch has been entrenched at the bottom of the East China Sea seal for many years. Its horns are like a deer, its body is like a python, its scales are like a carp, and its claws are like an eagle. .

Blackscale is an ancient **** born in a poisonous spring, and the poisonous spring is pale blood.

"Pale is different from Xubai and Cangbi King. He is not a ferocious ancient dragon with wings on his back. His shape is more like a black-scaled king. He is a monarch who rules the world like a python." Mu Shijing's words became more and more intense. More and more determined, she continued: "Pale never had wings."

"In the endless darkness of loneliness, Pale imagined a pair of wings, let him hug himself from behind, and over time, the boundary between illusion and reality lost..." Mu Shijing stared at the yellow clothes, and calmly said: "This There are two divine swords circulating in the world, one for killing clans and the other for absurdity. Among them, the absurd divine sword is forged from non-existent things, and it can destroy all non-existent things."

"Pale has no wings, she cut off the black wings in her imagination, and used them to forge the sword Absurd." Mu Shijing concluded, "This is the Black Phoenix, and this is the sword of Absurd."

Many years ago in Shenting, Mu Shijing took off his clothes and showed Lin Shouxi his back.

There are two scars on her back. The scars are picturesque.

Many years later, Gong Yu picked her up. While bathing her, Gong Yu also noticed two scars like broken wings on her back. She wiped it off easily.

This delicate scar was originally painted. It does not exist. Therefore, Gong Yu quickly forgot about it and never mentioned it again.

He used to be Pale Wings, who hugged her in the dark and covered the sky in the light. He was between illusion and reality, the most absurd existence in the world, derived from the original loneliness of the gods.

He is also the incarnation of the original loneliness. Mu Shijing thought of him, so he mastered him.

The power of the **** comes from the retrospect of memory—she is also chasing her own original. The king in yellow stared at the sword with the eyes of nothingness, and said: "It's really nostalgic."

In the dense cave in the center of Kunlun Earth. Mu Shijing raised the sword in his palm. She cut it flat.

There is no sword intent, no trace of sword light.

This period of history is illusory, if not forcibly controlled by the patriarch, it would have dissipated in the long river of time.

The sword of absurdity can cut all absurd things. After one strike, there is only nothingness left in front of Mu Shijing. The whole world is destroyed.

The pillar of light of time hit her from afar.

That is the right track of history, it is rushing towards her, everything around is receding, and the long-lost wind and rain in the dead city are falling towards the bottom of my eyes.

"I'll take you home." Mu Shijing held the sword in his arms.