death of mountain god

Zhou Li looked back in surprise: "Don't you know? My boyfriend."

Faced with such a poor deception technique, Black's mind was interrupted, and he immediately forgot the question he thought was firm just now. He nodded his head in a mysterious way, and slowly sat upright with a restless heart.

Along the way, the big bird put down the passengers one by one. After half an hour, the group of people around had completely changed. Only the big red-headed bird and the white big bird following him remained the same, carrying their backs without complaint. The last four wanted criminals.

No one mentioned the matter of escaping. Even though he had already learned about the miserable prospect of being imprisoned, Wen Yu still firmly drew a line with Shen Yuntan behind him, standing on the neck of the big bird with a gray silk ribbon in his mouth. , looking straight ahead with head held high, as if the front is not Dali Temple, but Treasure Island.

The wind speed in mid-air was not slow, so Zhou Li had to squint his eyes and look forward. Little Kunlun is the main peak of the mountains in this area. According to the flight trajectory of the big bird, he can roughly infer several boundary lines. He tapped the curly-haired kid on the back of the head: "Watch carefully and change your map."

Black pulled out a paper roll from the ear hole, and his movements were smooth and neat, comparable to Sun Monkey pulling out his countless golden cudgels. Seeing Zhou Li's ears itch: "How can you be so capable? You are not afraid of the map turning into earwax."

"You can be more civilized." Black's mouth twitched, and he almost dropped the scroll by mistake.

The map has been repaired several times, and the red, blue and black lines are intertwined, and a triangular mark is occasionally drawn. Black pointed to a red cloud ahead: "That is the rift valley, which directly cut off the earth's crust, and now it seems that it has widened a lot."

"Where is the Temple of Sacrifice?" Zhou Li didn't care about the geographical wonders of this inhuman land, he was focused on staring at the crumpled map, trying to find a special symbol.

Triangles, question marks, crosses, all kinds of symbols with unknown meanings were marked by Black on half of Little Kunlun, and his fingers pointed at three places hesitantly: "Choose from these points. After many years, I really I can’t remember clearly.”

The big red-headed bird looked back at Zhou Li, he felt very unbelievable, how could a bird use the meaningful eyes so perfectly?

Zhou Li asked: "Brother Bird, what did you mean by that look in your eyes just now? I am a simple-minded person, and I really can't figure out your deep meaning."

The big red-headed bird twisted its neck again, and cast a look of contempt, with four words attached: "Sin is worse."

It turns out that this bird can talk.

In midsummer, the mountains are all green, and the terraced fields of houses on both sides recede rapidly. In the distance, a red light divides the small Kunlun into two parts. A group of white birds carry a dozen prisoners who are not so vicious. The destination is close to the top of the mountain. In that Dali Temple, the stone path is like a thin rope, connecting several temples and several government offices.

Someone spoke to Shen Yuntan: "Brother, you don't look like someone who would commit crimes, are you implicated?"

The person who asked the question had eyes as big as copper bells, and his complexion was still dark. Thinking of the meaning behind this appearance, Zhou Li's heart tightened. Just as he was about to explain, the wind in his ears suddenly became shrill, and the big white bird swooped down, followed by Flying high, Xiao Bu stretched out a hand expressionlessly, and firmly grabbed Zhou Li's wrist.

Shen Yuntan's fingertips turned into bones in an instant, and were covered with flesh in the next second. He asked back: "Then what kind of person has a higher chance of committing a crime?"

"Of course it's me." The man laughed loudly, then looked at Zhou Li, his loud voice like Hong Zhong restrained a little, "or he is like this."

Zhou Li stretched out a finger to confirm: "Me?"

Ask yourself, his appearance is not related to the four words of vicious and vicious. For this identification, Zhou Li felt that he could not bear it, and asked back: "Is there a big difference in appearance between me and that brother?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, which made him look a lot more friendly: "My appearance is fierce, but your appearance is evil. The appearance is easy to change, but the appearance is hard to change."

"Ridiculous." Shen Yuntan's expression changed, and he forcibly closed the man's mouth.

The man hesitated for a while, and found that his upper and lower lips seemed to be glued together by super glue, and he was quite inseparable, so he could only complain without saying a word, staring at him with big copper bell eyes, but he didn't know what to do. Staring at the tall man, full of grief and indignation, he accidentally burst into tears.

Clack, clack, clack.

Seeing that a thin layer of red appeared on his dark skin, Zhou Li didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, and Zhou Li laughed inappropriately, and suddenly forgot the saying "the bones are vicious" in his mouth.

Shen Yuntan looked away calmly, but in his heart he was overwhelmed, bone... bone... He almost forgot about this, thousands of years, several reincarnations, separated by countless skins, inside are all the same skeleton.

Another dive, the big birds moved very in unison, different from the gentleness when putting down the passengers, Zhou Li felt as if he was being thrown out by centrifugal force, and barely stopped after turning a few somersaults, half kneeling on the ground, looking up, half There are three words written on the old plaque - Dali Temple.

Shen Yuntan sighed, bent down and stretched out a hand: "Hey, I haven't noticed it for a while, why are you performing acrobatics?"

Zhou Li was aggrieved, and there was nothing he could do about his inferior skills, not to mention that he hadn't exercised much for many years, and it was expected that his skills would no longer be as agile as before. Thinking about it this way, although those yellow symbols are convenient and effective, they are just Like anything invented to make laziness better, even if it works great, it's not really good in itself.

No, he was beaten back to his original shape in two or three hits.

He maintained a half-kneeling posture, touched Shen Yuntan's right hand hanging in the air, and shook his ring-wearing finger: "Isn't this posture only for marriage proposals? It's a pity that we have changed the ring long ago."

The prisoners who were rolling all over the ground fell silent for a while, and the one who had just been silenced suddenly regained his freedom, stared at him for a while, and gave up the idea of ​​finding the culprit—the two suspects were together anyway, He sighed: "It was because of this mouth that I was convicted. What a young man with a promising future, but such a mistake has become an eternal hatred."

Across a golden door, there was the sound of rattling chains, the sound of whips breaking through the air, and the howling of prisoners. After a few minutes, there were only various animals in pain.

Shen Yuntan smiled, and pulled Zhou Li up. Seeing the fear on the faces of the people around him, he raised his voice: "It's all fake, don't mess yourself up."

The words were still a step too late, an old man with white beard and hair suddenly stood up and ran away. Within three steps, nine chains shot out from the crack of the door as if they had eyes, and hit all parts of the old man's body, dodging The angle was limited, and there was a sweet smell in the air immediately, and when he stumbled to the edge of the cliff, one leg was already bloody.

The old man forced himself to jump into the air, turned into a light oriole and swooped down, and fell into a long-premeditated fine-mesh steel wire net. The large net was electrified, let alone a oriole, and even a lion could not struggle. How long, accompanied by a looming burnt smell, this flagrant escape ended in failure.

The door suddenly opened outwards, and a row of men in black soft armor came out, standing neatly in the open space, the leader looked around, the old man's thick blood slowly flowed to his feet, but the man Calmly, as if it was commonplace, he let the puddle of blood stick to the sole of his shoe. He seemed to be counting heads, and after a few seconds, he asked loudly, "Why are there four more?"

"They called out the name of the forbidden place. Just in case, it's better to send them together." The speaker was wearing a white silk jacket and trousers, with a red jade hairpin on his head. A sense of familiarity.

Zhou Li glanced at Black, and the curly-haired child lowered his voice: "That big red-headed bird who said on the way that he would give us a higher grade."

It turned out to be the case.

"Ignorant... from outside the mountain?" The leading man approached Shen Yuntan step by step, stepping on the white brick floor one after another with bloody footprints.

At this time, a bird flew over and stopped by his ear, chirping. The man in the lead snorted, and his words contained obvious disdain: "That broken mountain gate has been in disrepair for a long time, and it may be scrapped at some point." , what are you worried about? He can't be a god."

"Listen, except for these four people from outside the mountain, the rest of them line up and go in." The voice was several times louder, and Zhou Li could even feel the vibration of the eardrum in his ears.

No one resisted. They kept a distance of about half an arm between them, stepping on the half-dried blood of the oriole old man, and walked into the gate of Dali Temple one by one. The horrible atmosphere of low pressure made people anxious, but reason stopped them Suicide.

A young man wearing a red hairpin stood guard on the side of the gate, with a pile of wooden plaques hanging on his wrists. Different patterns were carved on the front of the wooden plaques. Each pattern represented a corresponding punishment according to the severity of the crime. The prisoners who entered the gate put wooden plaques on everyone with a smile on their faces, and then bowed their heads to greet them, as if tying a Hada with a beautiful meaning around their necks.

No one knows how many patterns there are on the wooden sign. Sometimes hundreds of prisons are not enough, which means that the number of punishments faced by this group of prisoners has exceeded the total number of prisons. But despite this, no one has mentioned the need to build more , because the speed of building up is far behind the speed of creating penalties, so it’s better to make do with it, isn’t time like water in a sponge?The same is true for space, if you squeeze it, you can always squeeze it in. Anyway, it is a bunch of dying people.

Zhou Li kept staring at the door, he wanted to see what it looked like inside, but the high black lacquered threshold seemed to be covered with a huge frosted glass, and every person who just walked in was like ink dripping into the water, and their backs gradually faded away. Fades, and disappears completely after a few steps.

The next one to be put on the wooden plaque was the copper bell eye. After seeing the patterns on it, he cried out, "Why? I didn't kill anyone and set fire, so why did I have to use this kind of torture?"

"You mean, the one above is unfair?" The man in the lead was looking at Shen Yuntan, but when he heard the words, he looked towards the door and deliberately slowed down his speech, showing the implication of the words - if you say yes, you still face more serious charges.