Museum of Demons

When Zhuanxu sensed the change in the internal formation and rushed over, what he saw was the crowd around there, and he felt a sense of sadness. Tuck it in.

Give way!

Get out of the way, don't get stuck here!

Stop squeezing me, let me in!

When Zhuan Xu, who was covered in sweat and blood, finally squeezed into the crowd, he was already out of breath, and said, Daoist, what's the matter? I feel that there is...

Zhuan Xu's voice stopped abruptly.

He saw a picture that he would never forget in his life.

The girl sitting there hugged the blood-stained Taoist, her eyes were empty, and the bloodstains at the corners of her eyes were like the most beautiful rouge in the world, but those dark golden pupils were even more hollow, like a delicate and lifeless puppet .

Even Emperor Zhuanxu, who has ascended to the highest place and ruled the world arbitrarily, will still feel blocked in his heart and remain silent for a long time every time he recalls what happened today.

The girl's eyes fell on Zhuanxu, but Zhuanxu didn't dare to look at her anymore, and avoided her eyes, and heard a hollow voice:

he died……

But at this time, the congenital turbidity that was taken down by the Taoist actually trembled again, glowing with a trace of vitality, and suddenly shook, like a sharp blade, tearing away towards the girl's neck. Hitomi stared at the move that was destined to kill him, and didn't dodge any more.

He just hugged the Taoist's icy body tightly.

Zhuan Xu's complexion changed suddenly, and he stepped forward suddenly: Be careful!

But with his strength, he couldn't stop this move at all, and could only watch this scene unfold in front of his eyes, but just when the turbid air was about to swallow the girl, a white and slender palm with clear knuckles suddenly appeared, directly Grasp this move of turbid air and hold it in the palm of your hand.

Then clasp the five fingers together and turn the wrist over.

The turbid air revived by the collapse of Buzhou Mountain disintegrated like smoke and turned into powder. Every grain of powder was completely flowed into a different river of time, completely cutting off the possibility of returning again. Zhuan Xu was stunned, and then saw There stood a tall young man with a cold expression.

The eyebrows and facial features are cold and picturesque, but at a glance he can be seen as a man, the gray robe hangs down slightly, and his temperament is cold and distant.

What are you going to do? Are you willing to die?

The man didn't care about Zhuanxu and the human race next to him at all, and looked down at her with a pair of dark golden vertical pupils just like the girl. The girl hugged the Taoist's body and said, ...can you save him?

The gray-robed man said coldly: Save him? His soul is shattered, his true spirit is gone, how can we save him?

The surrounding human races are all shielded from perception, invisible, and unknowable.

The girl said: Is there no place where souls can gather naturally?

Now, not yet... the gray-robed man looked at her and replied.

A gleam of brilliance lit up in the girl's eyes, and she said, You have a solution?!

Maybe.

But, why should I help you...?

The man in the gray robe looked playful, and his dark golden vertical pupils represented the highest personality of the Dragon God in the Three Realms and Eight Desolations. There was no trace of warmth inside, just joking and coldness: Give me a reason.

The girl was silent for a long time, she knelt on the ground, and slowly bowed her head towards the gray robed man:

I beg you……

save him.

Seeing her like this, the gray-robed man looked at the Taoist with cold murderous intent, but his face did not show the slightest bit, and said indifferently: It is not easy to create a place to collect souls, just beg...

not enough.

The girl raised her eyes and said, I was born from your roots.

After he recovers.

I would like to become part of your foundation and strength again.

you!!!

The gray-robed man leaned over to look at the girl whose eyebrows, eyes and facial features were somewhat similar to his own, and said slowly:

Do you know, what are you doing? Your consciousness was born because of the reversal of yin and yang, and the reversal of yin and yang is lifted, and the foundation dissipates. There is no place for you in this world. When the consciousness dissipates, there is no true spirit. It is no different from death .”

You were just born not long ago, and you have never experienced anything in the world, so you were moved by it.

The girl said softly:

It was originally saved by him, but now it's just returned.

The gray-robed man nodded slowly, as always, without leaving the slightest leeway, and said:

Okay... then, swear.

I swear to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, if he recovers, you will return and give up your foundation.

In the end, the gray-robed man left Xuanyuanqiu directly, left the hinterland of the human race, and saw Emperor Wa who was preparing to mend the sky. Come and make noise, and He will not wake up in this era.

Emperor Wa.

The man in the gray robe looked at his friend, and said in a flat tone, I agreed to what you said before, asking me to help.

The soft woman breathed a sigh of relief, and said, The sky tilts to the northwest, and the earth sinks to the southeast.

Then, Zhulong, you are at the place where the earth collapsed, supporting the world born there.

Mountains do not grow grass, peaks do not reach into the sky, ridges do not allow visitors, caves do not accept clouds, and streams do not flow.

Nine is the extreme number, so it is called the Land of Nine Netherness.

The gray-robed man nodded.

The woman suddenly asked: Zhulong, are you from the human race? Have you ever seen a white-haired human race, wearing a white robe, stained with blood... It seems that he was the one who solved the problem before returning to the ruins. Yes, but after Zhou Shan's accident, he was the one who held up the world and held it until I came.

I haven't been able to thank him properly yet.

The gray-robed man paused and said, He's dead.

The gentle smile on the woman's face froze and disappeared.

………………

The catastrophe of Tianbeng was temporarily stopped, but the human race also paid a huge and tragic price-Xuanyuanqiu was damaged too much, and it was almost unusable. This was originally established by the heroes of the human race, and then sang together The place of singing has reached the time when it must be abandoned.

The death of Emperor Xuanyuan and the disappearance of Renhuang Gonggong have brought huge things to deal with, and these things are almost all on Zhuanxu's body, making his scalp numb and his feet on the ground. Can't rest all day.

I just finished dealing with some things that night, rubbing my eyebrows and meditating, when a voice suddenly came from outside.

Zhuan Xu was startled, subconsciously drew out his sword with his right hand, Who?!

Not bad...Compared to you in the past, you have grown up too much.

The hoarse voice, lurking in the darkness, let Zhuan Xu's vigilance suddenly relax. He was overjoyed, threw down the sword in his hand, jumped up and ran to open the door, and when the door was opened, the moonlight streamed down. Outside the door was a tall man. A handsome man, Zhuanxu seems to have finally someone who can bear the burden on his shoulders:

Brother Gonggong, you're back?!

………………

Brother Gonggong, tea.

Here is the medicine I left before, can you see if it is useful for your injury?

Grandfather passed away. After you went out, what happened to you?

Zhuan Xu looked at the severely wounded Human Sovereign in front of him, and the latter recounted the general situation in a calm tone, but his voice was somewhat hoarse: ...After the Tianzhu collapsed, the Taoist supported the heaven and the earth. I will not Zhoushan God The true spirit has been sent to the Northwest Tianyu of the Great Wilderness.

We have reached an agreement with Emperor Dijun, and he will protect Laobu Zhoushan.

Until Bu Zhoushan wakes up again someday in the future.

By the way, what about the Taoist...

Zhuan Xu opened his mouth, his eyes were astringent: ...passed away.

Gonggong was silent, speechless, but when he drank tea, he felt that the tea entered his throat like strong wine and scratched his throat. Zhuanxu patted his face. He was just over nineteen years old. At the age of eighteen, he has just left the category of teenagers.

Finally, with the backbone in place, a sincere smile appeared on his face, and he said:

But it's all right now, Brother Gonggong, you're back.

We can rest assured...

The young Zhuanxu was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, but when he saw the back of the tall man he had been looking at, he slowly shook his head. When Zhuanxu was puzzled, he suddenly heard the sound of a sword, so shrill and clear that it made Zhuanxu's hairs tremble. put up.

Gonggong looked sideways at the sword in his hand, and muttered to himself: Huying Sword...

Zhuan Xu said: Yes, this is the handle that Brother Gong Gong gave me earlier.

I've always had it with me.

Yeah……

Gong Gong smiled, the light of the sword in his hand was flowing, and then handed the hilt to Zhuan Xu, pinching the edge of the sword with the fingers of his left hand, pressed it against his heart, and said: Pierce it down...

Zhuan Xu's smile froze.

Gong Gong... big brother?

what are you up to?

Gonggong said: In any case, I knocked down the Tianzhu and brought all these disasters. Not only the human race, the god race, the monster race, the Great Wilderness, and Kunlun, there are people who have suffered calamities because of this.

Zhuanxu snatched the sword and said, No! But, but we can explain it!

It was you who made up the leylines, and it was you who defeated the enemy...

Zhuan Xu kept finding reasons, his face turned pale.

Gong Gong, the God of Water, stood up. He was much taller than Zhuan Xu, holding the sword and stabbing slowly towards his heart: You know...these are of no value among the clans. , is the Human Sovereign, you should know how much disaster this will bring to the human race.

And even if it's not the Human Emperor, it's the Human King Shuizheng of the Human Race, the same will make the Human Race the target of public criticism, and the first anchor point to pour out the anger of the major races, and there is only one who can solve this matter...

Gonggong is a traitor.

And you, the next generation of Emperor, personally defeated Shuizheng and Gonggong when they rebelled and killed them.

Gong Gong spoke out the cruel truth in a gentle and calm tone.

Zhuan Xu's palms were trembling, tears were already streaming down his face.

In the end, the water of the human race drank in a low voice: Zhuanxu!!!

He reached out and rubbed the top of the boy's head, his voice softened: Stop being childish...

Zhuan Xu's eyes were red and his body was trembling.

On this day, the human race was in the right position, and Gong Gong rebelled.

After the tyrannical water swept across the sky, people rushed over in panic, only to see the young Zhuanxu standing alone between the sky and the earth, with the shadow painting sword Zhuanxu gave him as an adult in his hand, which was covered in red blood, while the human race Shui Zheng had already died in front of Zhuan Xu, piercing his heart with a sword.

Since then, there will be no human race in the world.

Only the water god, Gong Gong.

People knelt on the ground and shouted Your Majesty, but for some reason, when the blood was dripping, the young Zhuanxu's face was full of tears.

The Gonggong family and Zhuanxu fought for the title of emperor, and in anger they touched the Buzhou Mountain, broke the Tianzhu, and desperately defended themselves.

Emperor Zhu, dead and buried in a mountain not far away.

———Liezi · Tang Wen / Road History · Postscript IV

PS: The first update today...