I have a book of salvation

At dusk, ghostly horses and chariots gallop through the clouds, heading west.

The blazing sunset in the distance is like a twilight fireball, slowly sinking into the horizon where heaven and earth meet.

Along with it, the endless night sky and the silver-hook-like crescent moon shed bright light, illuminating the rivers and mountains of Daxia, and there was silence.

The Nine Nether Ghost Chariot hid its shape and cut through the night sky at a very fast speed.

Yu Chen and Zhang Chunyi sat in the carriage, heading towards the direction where Zhang Chunyi remembered that the disaster relief food was robbed.

Taiyin Mountains.

One of the Nine Meridians of Daxia, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, majestic and majestic. It is located between the Central Earth and the West. It is the dividing line between the two. After the Taiyin Mountains, it is already the boundary of Western Daxia.

According to Zhang Chunyi's revolving door, the grain transport team was ambushed by the Shuntian rebels at a canyon in the Taiyin Mountains called "One Line of Sky", and the entire army was almost wiped out.

As for renting a car, if you want to find traces of those rebel thieves, you can't just wander around in the dark.

We still have to get to the "One Line of Sky" Canyon first.

Although the area had been inspected countless times by military personnel after Zhang Chunyi returned to the capital, no clues were found.

But since it was Yu Chen who said it, Zhang Chunyi had no doubts and just led the way.

Five days passed in a row.

Under the extremely fast speed of the Nine Nether Ghost Chariot, the Skyline Canyon also came into view.

It was as if the majestic and endless majestic mountains were split open with a straight crack by a sword.

"The workmanship is truly astonishing."

Yu Chen murmured while controlling the Nine Nether Ghost Chariot to land.

"Sir, this is not some miraculous workmanship." Zhang Chunyi's ghost slowly shook his head, "Fifty years ago, there was no such thing as this Skyline Canyon."

After learning Yu Chen's identity, Zhang Chunyi's name for him has changed from "little brother" to "sir".

This is a special name given to those who are worthy of admiration in the capital of Daxia.

For example, those great scholars who live in seclusion in the city are called "Sir".

After hearing Zhang Chunyi's words, Yu Chen was stunned for a moment. He looked at the canyon that was nearly a hundred miles long.

Just listen to Zhang Chunyi continue to say:

“More than forty years ago, when His Majesty was still the Crown Prince, the late Emperor was still young and powerful.

However, Daxia is also plagued by internal and external troubles. There are demon clans in the north that are eyeing the country, and there are overseas demon monks in the west that are bewitching all living beings.

The late emperor was furious, so he personally led the army to fight with the leader of the demon monk in Taiyin Mountain, and the fight ended in darkness.

One of them slashed the air with his sword, and directly cut across the Taiyin Mountain Range, turning it into a line of sky gorge. "

After hearing this, Yu Chen couldn't help but marvel. To say that this sword opened a hundred-mile gorge is not something that a person with great magical powers in the Divine Sword Realm can do.

"nature."

Zhang Chunyi had a look of pride on his face, "The late emperor was the supreme power of the fourth realm. He was only one step away from breaking through the legendary fifth realm of heaven and man. It's a pity that time waits for no one... Don’t treat others…”

At this moment, the Nine Nether Ghost Chariot has landed in this Xiantian Canyon.

——When viewed from the sky, it only seemed to be a straight thin line, but when he was actually there, Yu Chen found that this line of sky canyon was extremely wide.

It is a hundred feet wide at its narrowest point, so it won't look crowded even if hundreds of horses ride side by side. The mountain walls on both sides become steeper as they go up. When they reach the top, there is only a ray of bright moonlight, which is full of darkness.

And the canyon under the moonlight was also in a miserable state. Countless broken swords, broken flags, wreckage and rotten corpses, pitch-black ashes... can be seen everywhere. The earthy yellow earth and stone were dyed dark red by the blood of the past, making it even more terrifying under the moonlight.

As for the mountain walls on both sides, they are even more engraved with various abandoned formation patterns, which are strange and unusual.

Revisiting old places.

Zhang Chunyi showed a hint of memory in his eyes, pointed to the ground and said:

“That day, the old man led the grain transport team to this place.

On the mountain wall, the array pattern suddenly glowed, and countless arrows turned from the energy of heaven and earth poured down, knocking down all the mortal guards in an instant, catching us by surprise.

Then, figures wearing pitch-black soft armor with blood-red circle patterns carved on their chests jumped down from the top of the mountain, and before the grain transport team was reorganized, they came to kill them.

Zhong Shi, the only godly warrior in the grain transport team, resisted desperately and was unable to defend himself. However, among the rebels, two people suddenly jumped out, one old and one young. The old man was as skinny as firewood. He held three sticks of incense and burned them. At this moment, Master Zhong vomited blood and became depressed.

And the young man, who was stronger than a bear, wielded a pair of Xuanhua axes, and all the troops seemed to be in a deserted place. Taking advantage of Master Zhong's weakness, he cut him into two pieces with one axe.

At this point, the entire grain transport team, no matter how hard they resisted, was slaughtered, and the disaster relief grain was also taken away. "

From Zhang Chunyi's narration, Yu Chen finally understood what happened that day.

Yu Xiaoyu on the side walked towards the mountain wall, observed the formation patterns, frowned and said: "This formation is quite complicated. If it is of such a scale, it will take at least three days to carve it out in detail."

After a pause, she looked at Zhang Chunyi: "Old man, at least three days before you came to this line of Tianxia, ​​they had already laid a trap."

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi's eyes widened and he shook his head decisively: "That must be impossible! To be on the safe side, the old man would only take out the map one day in advance to check the next day's itinerary!

Even if those rebels were extremely powerful, it was impossible for them to know the marching route three days ago - the road through the Taiyin Mountains, there were eight official roads in this area, and they couldn't figure it out! "

As soon as he said this.

Yu Youyu and Yu Chen were both stunned.

Do you only check the marching route for the next day one day in advance?

"This food transport route... wasn't your plan?"

Zhang Chun was also shocked by this question, as if he remembered something.

"No, not the old man."

After a long time, he shook his head and said:

"This matter was not originally the old man's job, but the responsibility of Qin Lie, the Minister of Household Affairs. Naturally, he made the march plan and showed it to His Majesty, and it can be executed only after it is approved...

But although the old man has nothing to do with the old immortal, he should be involved with the Shuntian rebels - the old man remembers that his hometown of Qin Lie is just north of Youhe. During the first Shuntian Incident, many people in his family They all died at the hands of the rebels. Qin Lie hated the rebels and wanted to eat their flesh and drink their blood. He might have colluded with those rebels anyway. "

After hearing this, Yu Chen frowned again.

——So, only three people know the marching route of the grain transport team.

Qin Lie, the Minister of Hubu, Zhang Chunyi, one of the ministers of Hubu, and Emperor Qiyuan who came to the Jinluan Palace.

At this moment, Zhang Chunyi definitely couldn't be an insider of the rebels, and Qin Lie had a life-or-death feud with the rebels, so the only thing left was... Emperor Qiyuan?

Crazy?

The emperor colluded with the rebels?

Why didn't he just hand over the throne to him?

He shook his head and put aside those chaotic thoughts.

Yu Chen closed his eyes and activated the art of translucent beasts and birds.

——Although this Xiantian Canyon has been surveyed by people from the imperial court, no clues have been found.

But no matter how carefully they investigated, they could only get to the bottom of it.

Yu Chen is different.

He has the ability to see through animals and birds, and the entire world, except humans, are his eyes.

At that moment, faint rays of light gathered in the silent sky.

In the eyes of Yu Youyu and Zhang Chunyi, from between the rocks and the corners of the earth, all kinds of insects and beasts gathered, surrounded Yu Chen, lowered their heads, as if to defend the emperor.

Zhang Chun also marveled at this and said that it had been three hundred years since the last time such a method of controlling beasts appeared in Daxia's national calendar.

With the decline of the sect named "Yuling Taoist Temple", this miraculous technique disappeared forever in the torrent of history.

Unexpectedly, I was lucky enough to see it today.

At the same time, he also understood why Yu Chen had to come to this line of sky.

After a while, Yu Chen opened his eyes.

He casually took out some food from the mustard seed bag and distributed it to those Shuangtianwancai. He then looked at Zhang Chunyi and pointed to the south.

"——After robbing the relief food that day, they went in that direction."

After that, the two people and one ghost got on the Nine Nether Ghost Chariot and chased in the direction prompted by the insects, fish, birds and beasts.

Only this time, the Nine Nether Ghost Chariot did not fly into the sky, but walked close to the ground.

Because there was not much distance between them, Yu Chen had to once again realize the art of seeing through animals and birds to track down the traces of the rebels.

Another day passed.

Following the traces of all the beasts, the Nine Nether Ghost Chariot stopped in front of a village.

The two of them frowned at the same time.

At this moment, Zhang Chunyi also became a ghost, so he could naturally see ghosts.

Therefore, he could also see that under the old locust tree at the end of the village, a dense group of resentful souls, like black mist, lingered.

It gave him goosebumps all over his body.

——Although he has become a ghost, he is still a little afraid of this kind of resentful spirit that penetrates people.

But Yu Chen had long been used to it. He took a few steps forward and looked directly at the ferocious ghost.

Look at the black mist of resentment that is as huge as a hill, with countless hideous faces rising and screaming, as if they are suffering from some extreme pain and anger, it is deafening!

Distorted and crazy faces floated up and down in the black mist, bursting out with terrifying resentment that was almost solidifying!

But when Yu Chen approached, they suddenly seemed to be frightened by some kind of terror!

The ferocious ghost faces showed instinctive fear.

——This was absolutely not the case when Yu Chen encountered those ghosts in the past.

He guessed that it should be the result of the divine fetus "Fengdu Emperor".

With a thought, the divine fetus appears.

The resentment turned into that group of ferocious evil spirits even fell to the ground, trembling.

Immediately after, he took out the Sutra of Saving People, and the golden light shone brightly.

Scenes of broken revolving lanterns came into view.

The most profound memory fragment among them is an almost perfect blood-red hollow circle.

——The flag of the Suncheon rebels.

This blood-red hollow circle pattern has been widely circulated since the first Shuntian uprising to assassinate Emperor Qiyuan.

The entire pattern is not complicated, it is just an almost perfect hollow circle, with a sun-like pattern extending from the edge, symbolizing the will of heaven.

It was exactly the same as the flags of the traitors who stole the disaster relief food that I saw in Zhang Chunyi's revolving lantern.

Then look down.

In this huge gathering of resentful souls, more revolving lantern fragments came one after another, as if taking Yu Chen through time and space.

Let's talk about this small mountain village, called Xiujing. There are about a hundred people in the village, and they make a living by farming and collecting.

Although it is not as prosperous and lively as in the big city, it can be regarded as being independent from the world and enjoying itself.

There is a big waterwheel at the head of the village, which runs all day long to irrigate the farmland. There is a big locust tree at the end of the village. At this time of year, when the locust flowers fall, they are collected by the women and children in the village and made into locust cakes. The children in the village They all love to eat.

But this year, the Sophora japonica trees are still luxuriant, and the ground is covered with countless Sophora japonica flowers, but no one cares.

All because of an accident, this small mountain village named Xiujing disappeared in an instant.

It was an evening about ten days ago, with smoke curling up and the sky turning dusk.

The strong men of Xiujing Village dragged their tired bodies one after another, returning from the mountains and fields to the welcome of the yellow dog at the head of the village.

As night falls, Xiujing Village falls into silence, the lights go out, and the people in the village fall asleep, waiting for the sun to rise.

But what they didn't expect was that the sun would rise as usual the next day, but they would never see it again.

In the middle of the night, the furious barking of dogs resounded throughout the village. Every man was startled, lit torches, and got up to watch.

Under the blazing fire, ghostly figures broke into the village.

One of the shadows flicked casually, and the head of the big yellow dog in the village exploded and shattered into a pool of flesh and blood.

They broke into every house, captured all the people, and gathered them at the head of the village.

In the memories pieced together by the broken revolving lantern, those dark shadows completely ignored the people's pleas for mercy.

The knife fell from the hand.

Swish swish swish.

Rays of blood dyed the entire Xiujing Village red.

The sound of the cold blade cutting away flesh and bones, mixed with endless cries and roars, echoed in the dark night.

The unprovoked massacre did not last long. In just half a stick of incense, only corpses were left in Xiujing Village, which was originally full of life.

Scarlet blood flowed down the river, soaking into the soil, and the pungent smell of blood enveloped the entire village.

Reluctant, angry, and resentful ghosts stood up on their corpses, roaring and howling in the sky!

Then, those black shadows took away the bodies of all the strong men in the village, and buried the rest of the old, weak, women and children on the spot.

They came and left silently, taking away all the young corpses in Xiujing Village.

From beginning to end, there is not a single word.

Just like a farmer uncle wielding a sickle in the rice field and cutting a crop of rice.

An understatement.

But for Xiujing Village, it was a disaster.

Uncle Wang, who is in his sixties, received a letter saying that his son, who was working in the town, would be back tomorrow. He went to the butcher's house to pick up half a pig and waited happily.

Widow Zhou raised her daughter by herself, and the wedding day was coming in two days. She said she was attracted by a young man from a wealthy family in the county. The couple were very happy, saying that the hard days were finally over.

Li Dazhuang finally saved enough money and planned to try his luck in the chamber of commerce in the county. He believed that he would not be trapped in this small village for the rest of his life.

Zhu Xiaoding has been waiting. When he has nothing to do, he likes to sit by the waterwheel at the end of the village, waiting for his parents who are running escorts to come back.

…

Xiujing is not big, with only about a hundred people.

But everyone is alive, with sadness and joy, crying and laughing, expectations and waiting.

But on that night, everything was shattered like a mirror in a mirror.

And the initiator of everything.

When all the revolving doors overlap and fragments of memories pile up, countless anger and resentment gather together.

Everything was shattered, leaving only a blood-red round flag dripping red.

【Fifth Grade Spiritual Wishes】

【This hatred is hard to get rid of】

[Time limit: ten days]

[There will be a reward at the end of the matter]