death of mountain god

Xu Chongming twitched the gray beard in front of his chin, hesitating whether to say that he had dealt with the characters in Water Shadow. This adult is suspicious by nature, once he admits that he has had contact with these people, he is afraid that he will not get any good fruit to eat.

The surface of the water and the edge of the table are shining. If a hole is burned in the paper with fire, the ashes will inlay the hole with a carbonized edge. Then how did the edge of this pool of water form?

The old man threw four candles into the water, and the blacked-out picture instantly brightened up. It was getting late at this time, and the water surface was like a mirror. Xu Chongming saw a bright moon rising from the east outside the window, and also saw the old man’s half-closed eyelids. There was a faint green light, and his left eye was exactly the same. His eyeballs were covered with a film of a different color.

That is a dungeon, and the cross opening is its gate. The jailer and the prisoner are separated by a fist-thick railing and fine and dense barbed wire. The three walls are alive, and behind them are countless chains and gears. Springs - The infrastructure of the Water Prison.

There is not much innovation in terms of punishment. Xu Chongming has even been calling for the improvement of the living conditions in the prison, but of course, it failed.

He turned sideways and said boldly, "My lord, have you heard of the Norwegian prison management model?"

The old man examined the words and deeds of the people in the water, and said blankly, "I'm not interested in things outside."

"What are you going to do with these few people? That place...hasn't been mentioned for a long time." Xu Chongming knew that in that ignorant age, one person would die every six days at the Temple of Heaven. Ruin, at the moment of his death, will become the hero of the whole mountain.

The old man raised his hand and pointed at Zhou Li's figure: "Do you know who he is?"

What this cloudy old guy wants to hear is definitely not a negative sentence, every word he has to carefully speculate, this gray-haired old man seems to know everything, demons have life, but he doesn't, why?No one wants to know.

Xu Chongming's voice was a little trembling: "I watched him walk into the mountain gate that belongs to God."

"He used to be a god, but he withdrew from that era a long time ago. As far as his body is concerned, he is just an ordinary person. He still can't live for a hundred years, but why did Heaven still let him go?" The old man stroked the palm of the water. , "Chongming, you are such an immortal thing, if you are the one who survives, the outcome between humans and demons is really hard to guess."

Xu Chongming did not speak, he was not Chongming as the old people said, every second in command of Dali Temple was called Chongming, this is a common practice.

The prison was very empty, without even a toilet. As the only human being with normal physiological needs, Zhou Li fell into deep thought. After a while, he felt that this important matter still needs to be said: "Hi everyone, can you turn your back Go, I'll fix it in the corner."

After a few seconds of silence, he whistled and polluted a corner of the dungeon at a constant speed. Wen Yu sighed: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Li only felt relaxed, and his emotions were high: "It's okay, I'm excited, you don't understand."

"Should we think about how to get out?" Wen Yu waved his wrist, and the reflected light spots on the cut surface of the watch sprinkled the floor, "It's nine o'clock. If the nightlife in Little Kunlun is not rich, it is the time when the jailers are exhausted."

"Wait, we've been waiting here for a long time, and half of the guards haven't seen it." Black stared at the railing worriedly, "Can we really get out?"

Thin and soft branches drilled out of Black's cuffs, bumped into the barbed wire flickeringly, and again and again, the cold and hard wire finally responded-thin and dense spikes grew out.

Blake's knees softened from the pain, and he suddenly retracted the branches, sat down on the grass bed in frustration, and lay down pretending to sleep.

Wen Yu stood up to make room for him, watching the countless spikes on the barbed wire eager to try, and just blowing up a new snow-white down feather, when he heard a cry from behind, he turned back in response, only a bunch of withered yellow grass branches remained on the grass bed.

"What about the child?" Wen Yu pounced on the grass bed and patted it, threw the hay pile on the ground a few times, and finally saw the whole picture of the bed—the stone bed, integrated with the wall and the ground, and even a gap for ventilation can be seen less than.

Shen Yuntan's face was also ugly. Under his nose, a living person disappeared instantly without leaving any trace. There is only one possibility for this situation, they have been watched all the way.

"Damn it, it's evaporating in the air." Zhou Li was annoyed and funny, "I'm already in a cell, what else do you want to do? As for kidnapping people from the dungeon out of thin air?"

Shen Yuntan nodded: "It should have evaporated in the air. Or the formation was set up in advance in this dungeon, or... an inner ghost followed all the way."

Wen Yu choked on his saliva: "Me? Do you think I look like me? Which inner ghost has such a spirit of sacrifice, going to heaven and earth with you all day long, and besides, I can ask for a few gems to play with Xu Chongming. What am I going to do with you? ?."

The words are not very pleasant, but the truth is correct, they are penniless, and indeed they have no property worthy of being stalked and robbed, but Shen Yuntan grinned, and forcibly found out a solid capital: "You are Tu Zhouli, you are still very rich. Does not converge."

Wen Yu was speechless, blinking his eyes and begging for help, fearing that he would be isolated, Zhou Li suddenly felt that this little bird was quite painful, and couldn't bear to joke anymore, and said seriously: "Since Xiao Bu was caught out of the cell , how about we abandon the internal conflicts first, and break out of the prison first?"

Zhou Li turned around and found that the down feathers stuck to the barbed wire were slowly melting, and the milky white viscous liquid had corroded the barbed wire into a short hole as tall as half a person. He shouted in surprise: "Look there, There's a hole."

Wen Yu cast a sideways glance at Shen Yuntan, and walked forward a few steps arrogantly: "Go, I will lead you to the light."

Zhou Li said: "It's so late at night, it's still a bright starry sky when you go out, where does the light come from?"

"He who lived in a prison cell for a long time and suddenly returned to the world... the spiritual light." Wen Yu babbled nonsense, trying to complete his preface.

Shen Yuntan was silent, followed closely, watching the strutting Wen Yu choke speechlessly in the face of the waist-high dog hole, and then the cat's waist got out, and he was very emotional: "This hole is dug just right, if it is smaller, it will be impossible to get through. gone."

In fact, after bending over, Wen Yu regretted it very much: the posture was too unsightly, it would be better to change back into a bird and fly over, light and graceful, and have a chance to watch how the rival is stuck in the hole and struggles.

Wen Yu stared at the candles at the four corners of the cell, and suddenly asked, "Should I light it with two candles?"

Zhou Li snapped his fingers, and the paper lantern came out slowly from his cuff. The bamboo strips scratched his arm and scratched it. He stretched out his hand and scratched: "Can you fly by yourself? If you are so unconscious, I think you should stay here." , it’s not as good as a candle in the corner.”

Paper lanterns are simple-minded, and trembling with fright when they heard these words, they jumped up staggeringly, preparing to unfold their bodies like parachuting, and then float in mid-air, but there is always a gap between ideals and reality. On Shen Yuntan's chest.

The paper lantern flickered on and off, but it was enough to illuminate Shen Yuntan's red earlobes clearly. He touched the paper lantern lightly and hummed a soothing song, which made Zhou Li very envious.

"This is the lantern I made. At that time... I was afraid that you would have a conflict with the train conductor, so let it talk to you for a while to pass the time." Shen Yuntan secretly watched Zhou Li's expression, "This lantern was made in a hurry. It will gradually degenerate, and I don't think I can quarrel with you now, I will think of a way when I have time."

Wen Yu looked around a few times, feeling anxious: "You two, take a look, which way should you go?"

In front of the barbed wire is a long corridor. Looking back and forth, it is pitch black and you can’t see the head and tail. Zhou Li thought about it, took out his mobile phone to look at the compass, waved his arm a few times, the red and white pointer whirled around, and gradually Slowing down, it stopped with a click. He let out a sigh of relief and said happily: "Okay, it works, there is no unparalleled road."

"So... which way shall we go?" Wen Yu thought to himself, what's the use of a good compass...

Zhou Li swayed back and forth a few steps, and snapped his fingers again. The body of the paper lantern that had just been stabilized in mid-air suddenly landed vertically. Shen Yuntan quickly reached out to grab it. Zhou Li touched the paper lantern apologetically, imitating the tune of the calming tune just now After a few words, he felt the tone in his mouth was weird, so he stopped quickly - he suddenly remembered that he was tone deaf.

Fortunately, the reaction of the paper lantern was not great. It may be that being frightened twice in a row has improved immunity, and the threshold of fright has increased a lot. Seeing that the little thing was emotionally stable, Zhou Li pointed to the phone screen and said, "This compass It will also display the altitude, and the altitude increases as you go forward, which is a slope."

Wen Yu felt that his brain was like a bellows, and it started spinning when he pulled it: "I see, we should go forward, that is, go up, because this is a dungeon, and the exit must be from the top."

Although he always felt that he was not so sure, Zhou Li nodded his head: "Then let's do this first, and go up."

Immediately, he took the paper lantern from Shen Yuntan's arms with a pleasant face, and held it in front of his eyes: "Xiaobai? Little paper? Little lantern? Let's discuss it, how about cheering up and lighting up? Uncle asked you to sit on top of your head. Wash your hair while it is clean."

The paper lantern was dizzy from hearing it, and finally understood the meaning, jumped up and floated to the top of Zhou Li's head, carefully stretched out a few bamboo sticks to grab a few tufts of hair, and quietly acted as a lantern hanging above his head. Move the incandescent lamp.

The light is soft and easier to use than a flashlight. Zhou Li gave a thumbs up to the side. After a while, he lowered his voice and asked: "Yun Tan, aren't you that? There is no good way to get out? The road is a bit long ah."

Shen Yuntan touched his arm like a comforting paper lantern, and there was a sense of loss in his words: "I'm sorry, I... I'm actually quite useless."