Eaglewood Crumbs Chapter 42: The end

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There were piles of firewood on the empty field, and the priests in the village slowly poured the torches and lit the largest pile of firewood. On the firewood, there were pieces of broken limbs, and the elegant and delicate man's face was still clear, as if he was still alive. Yan Dan tried his best not to avoid looking away, and looked at that face carefully. Nan Zhao's eyebrows were indeed very similar to him.

It's just that these are all in vain to make people sad.

Farewell to life and death was originally a necessary part of the cycle of heaven and earth, she still couldn't see through it.

"This story is nine years ago, a pair of sisters, three close friends. Later, a stranger from the river and lake broke in, and the younger sister abandoned the tribe and the river and lakeman and left. The sister also yearned for that person in her heart. When she knew that they were going to escape here, she killed the gangster and hid it in the room. Later, the eldest daughter of her sister discovered the secret in her mother's room and became the same as her mother." Liu Weiyang said in a low voice. The younger sister left with her child who was only six years old, and was finally found by her people. She knew that her husband was not in the world at that time, so she slammed herself on the sword and made her child must remember her revenge before she died. "

He paused, and then said: "In fact, everyone has evil thoughts in their hearts. When they can't be suppressed, this evil thought becomes a demon."

Yan Dan heard the feather standing upright, and interrupted him hurriedly: "Enough, stop talking!"

Liu Weiyang's eyes are calm, looking forward: "Here it is."

Yan Dan looked at it intently, and saw a thin figure slowly coming out of the shadows. The light lake-colored ice silk shirt was slightly glowing under the fire, and the gold thread on the cuff corners Brilliant. The man's footsteps were shattered, like a beautiful woman walking slowly in the quiet courtyard, his skirt swaying slightly. But that person's head has been kept low, buried in the night, not real.

Yan Dan only felt that his throat was dry, and after a long time he stretched out and grabbed Yu Mo's sleeves, his teeth trembled: "Let's... hurry up, this is nothing good."

Yu Mo stretched out his hand to embrace her shoulders, and whispered softly: "Okay, let's go now." Even though he said that, he couldn't take this step away.

Just listened to a sudden chuckle in the cool breeze, the voice of the person was soft, as if he was acting coquettishly with the beloved: "So you are here, I finally found you..." I saw a light lake color The clothes flashed, the man had already grabbed the middle, and carefully took out a severed limb from the crackling firewood and hugged it in his arms.

"Nan Zhao! Nan Zhao, what's the matter with you?" A young girl's crisp voice suddenly sounded, and the water squeezed out from the crowd, yelling eagerly, "Nan Zhao, why are you dressed like this?"

When she got close, someone reacted and shouted: "Come back, don't go over!"

Shui Xing ran to the boy and pulled his sleeves, tears falling down: "Nan Zhao, why are you ignoring me? Why are you talking like this?"

Almost at the moment of the electric flint, an unopened point of the sword pierced through the back of the water cat. The voice that Yan Dan had heard in Fuyun Temple, as if pinching his throat, said: "I said, you can't go into a coffin after you die, your souls will be scattered, and you will never live beyond life! Your children will end up like I am today!"

Nan Zhao's face is gloomy, and peace days are completely different.

Yan Dan murmured: "So this is the heart demon... This boy is no longer Nan Zhao."

Shui Xing opened his eyes wide, trying to stretch out his hand to hug him, and cried out: "Nan Zhao, you wake up quickly... Have you forgotten? Tomorrow is your birthday, we say I spent time together..." She turned pale with pain, and struggling to hug the boy while gasping, but luckily she finally touched him.

In the cool night breeze, Nan Zhao stood still, his face still blank, but he reached out and hugged the water. This pair of Luoyue people hugged each other, separated from life and death.

This is also the night Yan Dan spent, the hardest to forget, and the least wanting to remember.

The wind was so cold that night, it was as cold as nine cold days.

When the sun rose the next day, they were already nearly twenty miles away from Luoyue Village.

Yan Dan looked back and couldn't see the village anymore, and he let out a long sigh: "How long will it take to reach the end of the devil?"

Liu Palace Master's silence as always is golden.

Yan Dan turned around and looked at him with a smile: "You really don't tell me?" She patted her sleeves, pinched her throat and spoke in a tone of voice: "Master Liu, my heart, my liver, my baby ......"

Liu Weiyang shuddered, and hurriedly replied: "It's coming soon, you can arrive without dark."

"The second question, how can you repay us when you remember the past?"

Liu Weiyang glanced at her blankly. Yan Dan shivered with coldness, but she held on, and continued to pinch her voice with tenderness: "Liu Gongzi, my heart is mine..."

"As long as I can do it, I will let you mention it."

Yan Dan looked back contentedly, and saw that Tang Zhou and Yu Moju looked at her with that kind of fearful expression. She touched her face and asked innocently: "Is there anything on my face?"

Yu Mo don't overdo it now.

Tang Zhou hesitated for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Did you have too much stimulation last night and caught the magic wind?"

Yan Dan is very distressed: "I said, brother, when you stay with me for such a long time, you can't stand a little joke, how can this work?"

As soon as her voice fell, she heard a loud bang in front of her. A magnificent palace fell from the sky, and the mountains shook and the sky was full of dust. Yan Dan was staggered by the shock, and grabbed Tang Zhou's sleeves to stand firm.

I saw a white jade and amethyst plaque hanging on the palace in front of me, on which three characters were written: Yuntian Palace.

They have reached the end of the devil.

The owner of Yuntian Palace is the evil **** Xuanxiang.

Western evil gods are arrogant and good at war. Xuan Xiang is even a leader. Legend has it that he can be a 30,000 heavenly soldier. When Yan Dan was cultivating in the heavenly court, Zeng also gathered with the fairies and knocked his teeth. One of the things he talked about was how the evil **** Xuanxiang, who can be a 30,000 heavenly soldier, looked like.

A fairy boy eloquently described that His Royal Highness Xuanxiang was born with eyebrows trimmed and flew obliquely. Between the two long eyebrows, there was a big eye like a copper bell. His eyes were sharp. He had two ears and shoulders, four heads and eight legs. There are eighteen hands and eighteen weapons in all. In short, they can see six directions and listen to all directions. They have the advantages of growth, holding the country, multi-sounding and wide-eyed four kings.

Yan Dan will naturally not believe it. When she thought about it, the old saying that people shouldn't be prosperous still makes sense. It's too cold to grow up to be a good person.

I saw Liu Weiyang take a deep breath, stepped forward and pressed his hand on the handle of the bronze carved door. I didn’t see how he tried to force it. I just heard a long "squeak", that fan The bronze gate opened slowly. Liu Weiyang walked slowly into the Yuntian Palace. There were three aisles on the left, middle and right on the outermost part of the palace, and he walked the rightmost aisle well and kept walking inward.

Not long after, Yan Dan realized that his eyes suddenly became empty, but they had reached the end. I saw many small holes cut out on the roof of the stone room, and light spilled in from the small holes, making a mottled mark on the ground.

Yu Mo looked up for a while, then whispered: "In the middle is Tianshu, outside is Ziweiyuan, canopy, emperor, queen, Beidou, and outside, there are twenty-eight stars. This Yuntian Palace should follow this The astrology is arranged and built, no wonder few people can walk here."

Liu Weiyang held the jade flute, as if trying to restrain himself: "I've been here." He walked to the wall directly opposite, chanted a curse softly, and a firelight skyrocketed to the wall. The frescoes are very clear.

The mural has faded a bit, and the color is dim, but you can still tell at a glance that the painting inside is a black dragon. The eyes of the black dragon are amber, and the scales are gleaming. Liu Weiyang walked two steps to the right, and the fire light also moved to the right. I saw that the black dragon on the second mural became a lot more powerful, and the amber dragon eyes began to have a vicious atmosphere. When it came to the third wall, in addition to the black dragon, there was also a graceful fairy in the mural. She held the jade sword in her hand and slashed towards the black dragon.

Liu Weiyang said calmly: "The black dragon on this mural is the ancestor of the evil god, and the woman holding the sword is the goddess Wa. The evil **** is inherently arrogant and annoys all the gods at that time. The ancestor of the evil **** finally died under the sword of Nuwa."

Yan Dan watched intently. The next mural was painted with a dying black dragon. It slowly closed its eyes with ruthlessness, and then looked to the right to see the first mural where the black dragon vacated. She couldn't help but asked, "How do I feel that this wall portrait is connected. The one on the left is the dead black dragon, but the one in front is reborn again."

Liu Weiyang nodded slightly: "That's almost what it means. These murals also speak of the life-and-death cycle between heaven and earth." He had just finished saying this, when he heard a click, the front mural suddenly separated from the middle. There is a long and spacious walkway in front of me, extending into the distance.

At the top of the walkway, there is a white jade inlaid gold bench, and the steps below are covered with a whole piece of snow-white tiger skin.

Looking from a distance like this, I saw a person sitting on that luxurious bench in an improper manner.

Liu Weiyang squeezed the jade flute, but the flute couldn't stand his squeezing so hard, cracked a few marks, and several pieces of broken jade fell off. His back is tall and straight, walking up the aisle step by step, cautiously and slowly every step. Nervous emotions spread easily, and Yan Dan didn't know how to breathe smoothly.

As we slowly approached, the figure who was sitting on the luxurious white jade-inlaid gold bench ill-adjusted became clearer. The man raised his hand to support his side face, leaned his elbow on the arm of the chair, and sat slantingly or even a little lazily. There was a thousand mountains and rivers between his eyebrows, and he carried three points without surprise. Watching them slowly approach with a smile.

Yan Dan had already seen the portrait of the evil **** Xuanxiang in the Luoyue clan, but now I know that the portrait is not a case in which the charm of the person is drawn. Even though his eyebrows and Liu Weiyang's eyebrows are similar, they can still recognize the two at a glance. Liu Weiyang certainly won't have his kind of ruthless, yet handsome and handsome attitude.

If the evil **** Xuanxiang is sitting on this bench, who is Liu Weiyang?

Yan Dan feels at a loss. If Liu Weiyang is not Xuanxiang, why did the previous blood sculptures have that strange reaction when they saw him? Why are the two people's eyebrows so similar?

I saw that the person sitting on the bench finally moved, but changed to a less dignified posture. He glanced over the bottom and said slowly: "You are here eventually." He saw Liu Weiyang. At the time, his eyes paused slightly, still with a three-point smile, neither thick nor light: "The celestial purple emptiness Zhao Shengdijun, my tribe, my brother."

There are three Jiuchen Emperors in the Nine Heavens. The first is Emperor Zhaodi Zixu, Emperor Yuanshi Changsheng and Emperor Qingli Yingyuan.

The Zixu Emperor's luck was really bad, and the same Ji Du Xingjun advanced into the Yuntian Palace, and then died together with His Royal Highness Xuanxiang. He died young, and even half of the corpse was not recovered.

At that time, the fairies under his seat were blushing with tears, forcibly pulling Yan Dan and crying that their throne was a rare fairy monarch in the ages. Needless to say, the demeanor was rigorous and gentle, meticulous and gentle, with a thorough understanding , Everyone knows, just denounced Tian jealously. Yan Dan glanced at Liu Weiyang quietly, forgetting his graceful demeanor. He didn't know where to look for that kindness. As for the meticulousness and elegance, he didn't even have a shadow.

However, Xuan Xiang seems to have just said that Emperor Zixu is his clan, his brother?

It's no wonder that the blood sculpture's reaction is so peculiar, and their eyebrows are nine points similar.

Could it be that during the battle between the immortals and demons, the two of them came together inside and outside, and Emperor Zixu was actually an ambush in the heavenly court? That was really pitiful, Mr. Ji Du Xing, sandwiched in the middle to form a cushion. As for why the Yuntian Palace disappeared and the Demon Realm was destroyed in the end, it was probably because Xuanxiang and Emperor Zixu divided the spoils unevenly. What kind of suspicion had arisen, and they finally killed each other?

Yan Dan's story has only been half-compiled, only when Xuanxiang said in a calm voice: "Lishu, I didn't expect to see you for a long time, you have become such an insignificant appearance."

Liu Weiyang has stabilized his breath and said calmly: "That's better than someone who doesn't even have the ability to reincarnate and can only seal himself in Chumo."

Yan Dan is terrified.

Suddenly Xuan Xiang stood up and walked slowly two steps along the steps. There seemed to be thousands of mountains and rivers between his eyes: "For these thousand years, I have been waiting for someone to come, I would like to give I own it in order to get one thing." He stretched out his palms, and for a moment the light in the hall was dazzling: "I have repaired my soul and can directly reincarnate. As long as you can take my soul out of here, I wish Exchange all cultivation bases with you. From now on, no one can be found in heaven and on the ground who can compare with you."

Liu Weiyang was silent for a while: "I just want to know what happened after I arrived at Yuntian Palace. Why did I lose this memory?"

"At that time, I unlocked the seal of the Demon Realm. Everything here was about to die, and then the Hades appeared here out of thin air. The Jidu Xingjun said he wanted to explore the ultimate mystery of the heavens and the earth inside, so you joined together. After entering the palace, I won’t see the rest."

Yan Dan raised his hand to his chin, thinking in his heart, listening to their question and answer, the truth of the year was like the impatience of his Royal Highness Xuan Xiang, and he ruined his own territory, Zi Xu After seeing the excitement, Emperor Ji Du Xingjun happened to see the Hades Palace, which likes to float around. According to legend, the Hades Palace still carries the ultimate secret of the heaven and the earth. The two of them hit it off and went in together. Later, I don't know what happened again, Emperor Zixu lost his memory and became Liu Weiyang now.

Fortunately, the rumors in the heavenly court have always been about how the three of them fought a battle. It was simply a shock to the world, and finally they all ended up together. This is fundamentally different from the facts. Are those rumors just for fun?

Liu Weiyang slowly stretched out his hand: "I will help you bring your soul, don't worry."

Xuan Xiang smiled slowly, the smile was still three points, neither deep nor light: "Then, I will send you all out."

As soon as his voice fell, the surrounding scenes were twisted and rotated, just like when he entered the magical aspect, he suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and there was chaos in front of him, like the vast chaos before the opening of the world, no light, no vegetation, only endless darkness And weakness. I don't know where I am, but I can only let that mysterious force lead me. That force is completely irresistible.

After the chaos, Yan Dan opened his eyes and found that he was lying in front of a stone tablet, and the surrounding layout was very elegant, indeed he had returned to the Palace of Gods.

The pot of tea on the low table is boiling, exuding bursts of tea fragrance.