I will Bury the Gods Chapter 109: : King of Cangbi (Part 1)

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Zhong Wushi is not such a top ascetic.

He can't remember much about the past, but he only knows that he has been placed with high hopes since he was a child.

At first, he thought that his family was in decline, so the family pinned their hopes on himself. When he grew up, he got a more mysterious statement: before he was born, the palace lord investigated his name.

This incident happened in the long past, and most people can't tell the truth.

Zhong Wushi thought it was absurd.

He once asked his father in person, but his father was vague, but when he talked about the past three hundred years ago, he always burst into tears. It was the day when the wall was broken. Unable to meet parents.

Zhong Wushi's memories of his grandparents are still in his father's dictation.

Later, when he walked to the city wall, he often fantasized about the scene where the dragon from outside the wall climbed up from the sky, and he was crushed into a fleshy scene-he is a mediocre monk, so those unrealistic expectations are not for him. The words are so heavy that he often has the idea of ​​committing suicide.

It wasn't until later that the owner of the Yunkong Mountain Immortal Tower visited him personally to investigate his fate and confirm that he really didn't have much entanglement with cause and effect, and everyone paid less attention to him.

The amount of attention will not make him better or worse, he enjoys this kind of tranquility, and prepares to spend an ordinary life as a monk.

A few years ago, he was sent out of the city by Zhanxie Division.

After the day of the broken wall, almost every ascetic will be sent to practice outside the wall for a period of time.

The place he came to was Three Realms Village. Compared with other dangerous places in poor mountains and bad waters, this place can even be regarded as a place for the elderly.

Here is as peaceful as his life.

He meditates every day, looks up at the sacred tree, and waits for the days to pass, until a year ago...

One morning a year ago, he woke up as usual, but found that something was wrong with him.

His consciousness is clear, and his brain can think normally, but he can't control his body. He thought it was some kind of mental illusion, but after observing for a day, he was convinced that he had been taken away.

It's a terrible thing to do.

He knows everything, but he can't do anything. He can't control his body movements, he can't control his words and deeds. A bystander, watching what he did, but couldn't stop it.

He lives normally, just like a child in a mother's womb, observing the outside world with the help of innate abilities. The only difference is that the child has a future but he does not, and he even does fetal movements. less than.

During this year, he also learned many secrets.

Especially when he saw the keel, he even suspected that he was really dreaming.

He knew where the culprit was hiding three hundred years ago, and that a sect called the "Lined Sect" was doing evil in the undetected darkness of Shenshan, but he couldn't convey anything.

This is another pain.

When he was a child, he often saw a mantis parasitized by iron nematodes throwing himself into a river, and he just found it amusing, but now he envies its death.

A few days ago, he also noticed a strange ant on the tree in front of his house. It bit the leaves and did not move. He knew that this was another poor bug with the same disease. This morning, the ant finally died. It hung on the leaves, cracked its body, and produced purple fungal spores. The ants attracted by the spores did not know the death of their own kind, nor did they know that what they were going to was an eternal land. cemetery.

He has been tortured by this kind of pain for too long, and even though it's only been a short year, it seems like a lifetime has passed.

Yes, he is about to end his life.

Zhong Wushi grabbed the parasite trying to escape in his hands, and the severe pain in his body tore him, but this was nothing compared to the mental torture of the walking dead for a year, and the smile on his face was never Clear by half.

The evil water was surging in Longlin Town, Zhong Wushi nodded his thanks to Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing who rushed over, swung his sword, and beheaded himself.

Just as the setting sun was setting, his head rolled into the Zhuojiang River, but his body was still standing upright, with the broken neck just facing the red sun in the sky, as if the setting sun had become his brand new head.

The parasitic body died, and the time-space demon lost its last support. Countless pupils sprouted from Zhong Wushi's flesh and blood, and devoured the body. The shining pupils burst into screams. , they began to collapse and cannibalize themselves.

At the same time, as the eyeballs ruptured one after another, the invisible spiritual force spread like ripples, even Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing, who were on guard, were affected, and fell into hallucinations of varying degrees together.

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Lin Shouxi saw the snow field again.

This time the picture was much clearer, and he even felt the chill of being there.

It was dark and no one was around, and it was snowing day and night, so he walked up the mountain alone.

Even after such a thick snow, he can still feel the filth buried under the snow, and the rotten evil spirit has been piled up for tens of thousands of years, as if this is the birthplace of all filth.

Lin Shouxi stepped on the white snow and walked forward.

He saw clearly the appearance of the Negative Monument kid.

At first, Lin Shouxi thought they were like mummified corpses, but now he found that these bony corpses were more like a mixture of human and dragon—they had the shape of a human body, but with bone spurs on the back, sharp claws, and deformed bodies. Their wings all show their 'dragon' characteristics.

Human cultivating demons is the second choice after failing to cultivate dragons, but why are there so many people who have transformed into dragons here?

Who created them, why did they die, and what did they bear?

Lin Shouxi had a severe headache, and the wind and snow in front of his eyes began to blur. He kept walking, and finally came to the front of this bronze cast hall. in the hall.

The hall was filled with endless cold and darkness. He could faintly hear someone wailing, but he couldn't see anything. On top of his head was Shura, under his feet were bones, and in front of him was the sword covered with green embroidery. He also finally saw clearly that those green rusts were actually dark green fires.

It is not a monster nailed to the sword, but a person.

Mu Shijing also had a similar hallucination.

She was walking on the ice surface of a black sea, and there were many ferocious bone giants swimming under the ice surface-this ice sea was like a huge cage, trapping these python-like monsters inside.

She continued walking.

A figure stands at the end of the ice sea, or the world.

She tried her best to open her eyes wide, and finally managed to see the figure clearly - a girl in a black dress.

Then, she discovered that there was a truly huge monster in front of the girl in the black dress. Mu Shijing couldn't describe its size. She only felt that what she was staring at was not a living thing, but the whole world, but Even in front of such a creature, the slender girl still gives people a feeling that cannot be ignored.

"Who are you?" Mu Shijing asked out loud.

The girl in the black dress did not answer.

"What are you doing?" Mu Shijing asked again.

The girl in the black skirt stopped making gestures in her hands. She didn't answer, but said in a voice that Mu Shijing was very familiar with: "Cutting."

"Cutting?"

"Well, it's too big, and it can only be shipped to all corners of the world if it is cut up."

It was only then that Mu Shijing realized that the girl was holding a knife in her hand. The knife was small and looked like it was used for peeling fruit. The spirit is no different from the foolish old man moving mountains.

But she cuts carefully, like a chef who chooses ingredients. Similarly, this small knife is not blunt at all, and the steel-like skin of the giant can be easily cut by it.

"What... is this thing?" Mu Shijing raised his head and asked.

"Dragon," she said.

"How long have you been doing this?"

"I can't remember, I just remember that time...the world was not like this."

"Is this also the original world?" Mu Shijing looked at the glacier under his feet and asked.

"Yes."

"But why is it all ice and snow?"

"Now is the Ice Age, the whole world is covered by ice and snow, and most of the living creatures have perished. Even the evil spirits with tenacious vitality only dare to hide in the craters of the seabed. If they dare to float up, they will be killed. Frozen into the ice." The girl in the black skirt said.

"The glacier... most of the living things have perished..." Mu Shijing asked again: "Does this include humans?"

"Including people."

"Then why have we survived until now?"

"Because I have given you life."

The majestic voice of the girl in the black dress echoed on the ice field.

Mu Shijing finally knew where this sense of familiarity came from—it was his own voice.

When she regained consciousness, there was no one in front of her eyes. She was standing on the ice, holding a small knife in her hand. The blade was made of bone—the girl who cut the monster became herself.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up!"

From outside the sky, a voice came from afar, interrupting her hallucination.

It is the voice of Sanhuamao.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing opened their eyes together.

"What's wrong with you? Why didn't you move all of a sudden? Where's the big villain? Has he escaped?" Sanhuamao finally climbed up from the cliff. Good time.

"It's fine."

Lin Shouxi rubbed his temples.

Before the death of the space-time demon god, an invisible field erupted. Even if they closed their five senses, they were included in it, and they lost their minds for a while.

Mu Shijing was still in a daze.

Longlin Town is still around her, and there are no Black Sea Glaciers or girls in black skirts at all.

Zhong Wushi's body was corroded, leaving only a solitary skeleton. Lin Shouxi straightened him and let him lean against Longlin Town. Now they have no way to bury him, because the matter is not over yet.

In the setting sun, a thick fog rose from the edge of the Three Realms Mountains.

The Temporal Demon God did not lie to them.

Even if he is killed, he still has the means to die together in the end.

The thick fog that had enveloped the Sanjie Mountains for a whole year began to collapse. The way it collapsed was not to disappear, but to flow down the mountain like an avalanche, drowning everything it could.

According to the Space-Time Demon God, these thick fogs will eventually form a 'time tomb', and everything in the tomb will die quietly, just like small animals frozen in ice.

Of course they will not sit back and watch disaster happen.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing didn't bother to take care of Sanhuamao anymore, they just let it keep up. How could Sanhuamao keep up with them? It ran hard, and its skinned hands were burning. It tried to run on two legs, and finally became proficient after falling down a few times.

On the way, it also secretly untied its tail.

Its tail is actually fixed to the belt, which is not what Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing thought, but the atmosphere of the previous battle was too tense, and it couldn't help much, so I wanted to let them relax.

The three-flowered cat wants to find a pond to look in the mirror to see what it looks like now, but it doesn't even have the time.

When I was a child, I missed the days when I just became conscious. At that time, it found everything novel and interesting, and the people I knew were kind and kind. Everyone liked it very much and called it Lord with a smile.

It also likes to patrol its own territory. Its fur is soft and vigorous, especially the white hair on its chest, which is thick and majestic. When patrolling its territory, it always feels like a lion. It also likes to lie on the roof It sleeps with its tail on its head. At that time, its dreams are absurd and bizarre, and it can always wake itself up with fright.

How can everything that is obviously beautiful become like this now...

The Sanhua cat, who has always been heartless, also feels pain. It just wants to live in the village forever, repeat its happy life every day, and write books for everyone to read in its spare time, but why is it called How can it not even guard these small peaces?

It feels powerless.

Both Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing entered the city before it.

Most people in the city thought it was just an ordinary fog, and they didn't take it seriously at first, but as the fog got bigger and bigger, many people who didn't realize it became slow to react .

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing are trying their best to evacuate the crowd and guide them to flee outside the city, but there are thousands of people in Three Realms Village, and the mist spreads so fast, unless they have the ability to move mountains and fill seas, otherwise There is no way to save it.

Moreover, if they stay here all the time, their lives may be in danger.

The three-flowered cat finally came to the city and ran over to help. Lin Shouxi assigned it some simple tasks. The three-flowered cat nodded vigorously. It also understood that they could not save everyone, and most of them would die in the fog ...

Then... how much can be saved.

The three-flowered cat tried to comfort itself, but its heart still hurt. It wanted to start to move, but when it turned around, it slipped and fell to the ground again.

I'm really useless...

It struggled to open its eyes.

The village was shrouded in fog, and everything familiar suddenly became cruel and strange.

Everyone is busy, no one comes to help it up, it can only stand up by itself.

Running all the way, blisters appeared on its feet, and the delicate skin on its hands was no longer complete. The pain seemed to pull the threads of its hands and feet, making it lose its balance for a while.

Tears streaming down, Sanhuamao kept trying, gritted his teeth and got up.

Finally, she stood up.

She leaned on the wall and stood on the street, her body straightened up a little bit, and her gaze became higher and higher. Then she let go of the wall and finally stood upright like a human.

No one noticed this scene.

But it doesn't matter...

She finally knew what she was going to do.

The girl ran wildly on the street, heading towards her own mansion.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing tried their best to evacuate the crowd, but they became more and more powerless. The fog of time made the people here dull, especially the elderly, many of them could not even hear clearly.

The mist in the Sanjie Mountains is still falling continuously. This is a gentle flood, and the people in it will slowly decline.

"Where's the fish fairy? Where did she go?" Lin Shouxi wiped the sweat from his forehead, but he didn't see the three-flowered cat when he looked around.

"Fish Immortal?" Mu Shijing was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered that it was the author's pen name, "You can't be calling that cat, are you? She really wrote Zhu Shenlu?"

Mu Shijing had a lot of opinions on this book before, so Sanhua Mao never dared to admit that it was his masterpiece in front of Mu Shijing.

Lin Shouxi didn't explain, he felt uneasy, his eyes searched in the white mist, he yelled a few times, the three-flowered cat that usually came as soon as it barked seemed to have evaporated from the world at this moment.

Misfortunes never come singly.

Lin Shouxi was still trying to find the cat, but the ground under his feet shook at this moment.

"Di Niu turned around?" Mu Shijing was startled.

If it was really a big earthquake, before the thick fog took effect, I am afraid that Three Realms Village would be directly swallowed by the ground fissure.

"It's not like..." Lin Shouxi shook his head.

The earthquake lasted for a very short time, and the ground just trembled for a while. Although there were still rumbling sounds coming from the ground, there was not much movement.

Mu Shijing heaved a sigh of relief.

She glanced at Lin Shouxi, but found that his face was frighteningly serious.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I seem to know where she is..." Lin Shouxi's pupils were dark.

Mu Shijing immediately understood what he meant, and looked in the direction of the Lord's mansion.

In the fog, they couldn't see anything clearly except the divine mulberry tree.

The two were silent.

Not long after.

The last ray of sunset has faded,

In the thin light, they heard the sound of a giant dragon flapping its wings ~IndoMTL.com~ The sound came from the direction of Yixian Gorge.

Three hundred years ago, this was the land of dragons. Legend has it that a giant dragon jumped up here and flew south.

No matter how exaggerated people's myths and legends are, it is difficult to outline the true majesty and ferocity of the dragon. Finally, on the Scale Worship Festival three hundred years later, the mysterious legend became vivid. The giant dragon that flew up flew back, and there was no need to use any words to describe it. When people saw the shadow covering the sky and the sun covering the rammed earth city wall, the only thing left in their hearts was the 'dragon'...

It came back.

The Cangbi King broke free from the roots of the mulberry tree and flew back from the twilight!

It has grown a heart again. It's just that for some reason, this heart is not only not as ugly as a tumor, but also as beautiful as a crystal ball, in which the graceful figure of a young girl is vaguely outlined.

The giant dragon flew over the Three Realms Village and let out a low roar. Its wingspan was terrifyingly large enough to cover the entire village. It continued to fly and flew to the Three Realms Mountain.

The fog falling from the avalanche encountered a real mountain, and could no longer move forward, so it had to flow along its wing bones to both sides, and fell into the rushing river.

She is the Lord of the Three Realms Village.

She returned to her Three Realms Village, and she guarded her people.

The village gradually cleared up.

In the darkness of night, people couldn't even see the giant dragon clearly, and they thought it was an extra mountain outside the village out of thin air.

The giant dragon has just woken up, its pupils are still golden and red, and it is far from returning to its peak.

It raised its long neck, as if it was also looking for something.

Then, the giant neck bridge hung down and gently landed in front of Lin Shouxi.

It seems to be a soft and cute kitten, sticking out its head, hoping the owner...to touch it.