death of mountain god

At this time, the "upper man" was lying on a long table, the table was made of black lacquer and inlaid with golden flower and bird patterns. He was staring at the table, frowning tightly, showing a bit of displeasure.

The waiter brought a cup of clear chrysanthemum tea. The petals of the chrysanthemum in the water were short and dense, and the shape was very cute. The waiter was new, but he had already heard about this adult's unusual habit - lying on the table Hysterical, he half tiptoed, knocked softly on the door, and saw the person standing in front of the table straighten his back, a comforting smile appeared on his face: "My lord, the tea is here."

"Put it at the door, I'll get it myself later." The adult's voice was no longer young, and his straight waist was a bit thin, as if he would be unable to bear the gravity in the next second and would slump down.

The waiter felt a kind of sympathy in his heart. He felt that he understood the old man. Although he was in power, he had to face the double torture of the years—psychological and physical.

After confirming that there was no burr on the tray in his hand, he slowly knelt on the ground and placed the tray and the cup of chrysanthemum tea on the low table at the door. into the ear canal of the old man, the image on the desktop spread out like water waves.

In the next second, the young waiter saw a white-fronted tiger pounced on him, biting off the waiter's slender neck with its saliva-filled teeth. He didn't stop thinking when he landed. He watched his headless body fall slowly, and saw a drop of blood fall into the chrysanthemum tea. There were a few red blood streaks in the originally clear tea, like amber that had been oxidized inside. cracks.

When Xu Chongming walked through the corridor, he smelled a fishy smell, and rushed to the scene at lightning speed, but it was already a step too late. When he opened the brown feng shui curtain, the old man grabbed him with one hand. Bird's dead body, and threw it into the teacup with a look of disgust.

"My lord, why are you angry with these ignorant young people again?" Xu Zhongming secretly felt sorry for the little bird demon he had just found, but he didn't dare to express the slightest dissatisfaction, so he had to work hard to clean up the mess, occasionally Observe the expression of this adult.

He took out a spring from his narrow sleeve, and the clear water washed away the traces of the harpies. After a few minutes, the spring changed its direction, and the sewage did not splash around, but returned to the spring obediently.

The old man stood in front of the long table with gold patterns on the black background again. He stretched out two fingers and poked them into his left eye. The white eyeball popped out of the eye socket with a puff, and faintly glowed green in mid-air. There was a white porcelain cup with a camellia painting on it. He picked up the porcelain cup and scooped it up into the air, his eyes rolling on the bottom of the cup, then he threw the porcelain cup at Xu Chongming lightly, his blackened lips He muttered a few times: "Come here and continue."

The porcelain cup rubbed against Xu Chongming's fingertips and slid to one side, the mouth of the cup rotated, and the eyeball jumped out of the porcelain cup, shattered into countless green light spots in front of his eyes, and flew straight to the left eye.

Xu Chongming felt a stabbing pain in his eyes, as if a thousand needles had been pierced through his brain. He rolled his eyes and twitched a few times, stretched out his hand to support the wall, and managed to keep from falling to the ground, when the sound of a porcelain cup shattering suddenly sounded in his ears. In the chaos, he heard the old man's deep and hoarse voice: "What a waste."

The old man's face is covered with wrinkles, his skin that has not seen the sun all year round is very white, and exudes a gloomy cold air. His right eyelid is so loose that it has five or six layers of folds, and his left eye is tightly closed. His honor is absolutely It can't be called good-looking, but it is very dignified. He sat in this position for a long time, sitting with peace of mind, who made himself the last Kunlun monster.

Xu Chongming gradually opened his eyes, and a double image appeared in front of his eyes, so he closed his right eye, and the room suddenly became different, like a myopic eye who suddenly puts on his eyes, and he can see clearly many things that he couldn't see before. things, such as undeveloped cobwebs on the ceiling, such as the glowing tabletop behind the old man.

Of course a normal table wouldn't emit light, Xu Chongming thought about his words: "My lord, these eyes...see things differently than usual."

"Of course it's different. Come here and see what's on the table." The old man said, turning and lying on the table, starting to go into hysteria as rumored.

Xu Chongming didn't think the old man's behavior was so weird at first, so he was relieved to lie on the table, lest he lose his temper with the people around him anytime and anywhere. The water mark, that is the glowing thing on the table, took a closer look, and the still water surface reflected the scene outside the house like a screen.

Those were a few familiar faces. When he returned to Little Kunlun in the retro Golden Crow aircraft, they walked together all the way. They had just broken up not long ago, and now they met again on the old man's desk.

The picture was messy, a dark face stood motionless at the door for a long time, the bird demon wearing a red hairpin turned his head slightly, his lips opened and closed, and he said: "The execution time is at noon tomorrow, you still have a lot of time."

Bronze Bell Eye took over the wooden sign indignantly, and his steps were wide open. Others took two steps to reach the threshold, but he stepped into the gate in one step. He didn't have much time, so he couldn't waste it in arguing with words.

Zhou Li's clenched fists slowly loosened. He warned himself to be careful. This little Kunlun has his own set of rules of the game. He has no obligation or right to forcefully interfere with irrelevant people and things.

Wen Yu has been dutifully playing the role of a silly bird, looking around randomly, and found a foothold high on the old sycamore tree early, he pecked his own tail feathers, and jumped a few times on the spot, taking advantage of people not to Prepare to spread your wings and fly.

The sound of rubbing feathers would be inconspicuous in a busy city, but unfortunately, the whole audience was watching their movement now. Before he could get close to the sycamore tree, the man in the lead gestured towards the door.

After sending the last prisoner into the gate, the Bird Demon took off the red jade hairpin on top of his head, turned his fingertips, and threw it to the side violently, Wen Yu fell in response, but there was no wound on his body.

Several circles of silver thread were wrapped around his feet. Zhou Li walked over to pick up the red jade hairpin on the ground, raised his hand and threw it back: "It returns to its original owner."

The man in the lead laughed out loud instead. He had a sinister appearance. Upon closer inspection, he found that it might be because of his aquiline nose. The harpies jumped up and stood in front of him, pointing the tip of the hairpin to his throat: "You laugh!" What?"

"I laugh at your inferior skills, little monster." He didn't hide, just stood there in a daze, stretched out his hand to separate the hairpin, the smile in his eyes was fleeting, "You and I have been a teacher for hundreds of years." Prisoner, what kind of prisoner have you never seen? You are not good at this, and you always refuse to admit defeat."

As soon as the words fell, the white brick floor under Zhou Li's feet began to vibrate, and the sound of gears gnashing could be heard continuously from the ground. Not long after, two straight cracks suddenly opened in the north-south direction. The cracks were in the shape of a cross, dividing the ground evenly. For four pieces.

Zhou Li pulled Black up to dodge aside, and at the same time shouted: "Yun Tan, follow me!"

He rushed towards a place where the guards were weak, but the crack was expanding faster and faster. Within a few seconds, the chests of the several people were already within walking distance of the surrounding area. The bottom is not bottomless, Zhou Li Gritting his teeth, he said unwillingly, "Get off, there's no way."

With three muffled landings, Zhou Li felt a little relieved. This should be just an ordinary prison cell, not so wicked as to put a row of barbed wire on the ground.

At the same time as it landed, the cross gap quickly closed, and at the same time, four candles lit up in the four corners of the room. Zhou Li looked up, couldn't help laughing, and hooked Shen Yuntan's arm: "Hey, look up, Who is so talented, put a wallpaper of blue sky and white clouds on the ceiling, is it afraid that the prisoner will miss the sky after staying underground for a long time?"

Shen Yuntan smiled: "Fortunately, we are all here. If I am alone, the sky doesn't matter, but I might miss you a little bit."

Wen Yu coughed a few times, and Zhou Li asked strangely: "Don't you have wings, why did you also fly down? This place is hard to escape."

"I have to watch you, if there is a gap in the relationship between you two, I can take advantage of it." Wen Yu sat cross-legged expressionlessly, and closed his eyes in grief.

Black clicked his tongue: "You touch your conscience and say it again? You obviously don't want to stay on it and be slaughtered by others."

Wen Yu stared at Zhou Li's thigh for a while, and his Adam's apple was still sliding slowly. Zhou Li's heart tightened when he saw it, and he turned around warily: "Can you stop looking at my sensitive parts? As for my partner and children, the influence is not good."

Wen Yu really wasn't looking at other messy things, he rolled his eyes: "I have to explain this, I was just looking at your big stack of yellow talismans through the fabric, you should have taken such a powerful thing earlier It’s over when you come out, are you planning to save it for the New Year?”

Zhou Li grasped a key point: "You birds can see through?"

Wen Yu immediately shook his head: "No, we can only see through very thin things, and I can only see a pile of cotton when wearing a cotton coat. I still can't compare with X-ray CT like the hospital."

Zhou Li said: "You might as well be like an X-ray, it's so embarrassing to see a large piece of flesh."

Wen Yu then closed his eyes and meditated, and stopped arguing. There was a thick soft straw mat under his legs. In the narrow cell, it was obviously a place of good geomantic omen.

Blake was still thinking about the talisman in Zhou Li's pants: "Then your yellow talisman is..."

"I forgot." Zhou Li really forgot, even if he remembered, he wouldn't take it out on the spot. There are so many charms but there are endless demons, and he still has to save a hand before reaching the key point. He reached out and stroked Black's curly hair: "What's more , Good steel should be used on the blade, and things like yellow talismans, which are currently considered non-renewable, cannot be easily confessed."

Wen Yu suddenly regained his composure: "You are right, once you take out this thing, those monsters will probably execute us on the spot."