death of mountain god

Zhou Li is close to the door leaf rimmed with gold foil in the southwest. On the door is a woman in red with long eyes and willow-leaf eyebrows. Her dress is layered and there is a ring-shaped ornament similar to white jade on her hair. Shen Yuntan looks up at the woman on the mural, "Do you remember her?"

"Queen Mother of the West?" Zhou Li smiled softly. For the first time in his twenty years of life, he felt a sense of mission from heaven.

It should be like this, the strange sense of dislocation finally disappeared, the body can rot in the coffin, but the soul of the last mountain god in Kunlun Mountains has been calling him in the dark. People often compare time to a long river that keeps flowing. With his eyes, the river began to flow backwards. Through thousands of years of dust, he saw the crumbling temple on the ruins, the fairy with wide sleeves and long skirt left without saying goodbye, and the ragged child knelt on the rubble. This was the end of the gods.

Shen Yuntan stretched out his hand and rubbed the moon-white ring, then skillfully peeled off the soft flesh on his fingers, and knocked on Queen Mother Xi's eyes like steel and iron, "It's her, the Shan Hai Jing said that she is 'Si Tian Zhi Li and the Five Disabled' ', but this painting should not appear here. Someone brought her out of the ancient cave intact. The glue used to remove the mural is reversible and can be separated again after heating. This method is usually used for cultural relics protection. , but these murals are clearly not."

Before pulling out two pieces of Bai Shengsheng's finger bones, the wall suddenly began to shake, and the stones and walls rolled down one after another. Seeing that the whole wall was crumbling, Zhou Li saw that Shen Yuntan couldn't dodge, so he found an angle to protect the man's head, At the same time, there was a sound like a sky crashing and an earth cracking behind him, and the wall completely collapsed.

Zhou Li was already ready to break a few ribs. The sound of bricks and stones rolling down kept coming from his ears, but his slightly bent back was just scratched by something. He turned his head in surprise and saw a layer of white light quietly The ground covered her body, and a large load-bearing pillar was smashed at her feet, and the floor tiles shattered in response.

"I'll go, what is this amazing thing?" Zhou Li was full of disbelief, and reached out to touch the halo. At first it was a little cold, like the cold air coming out of a refrigerator, and then the cold air melted into his body. In the finger, he was shocked and withdrew his finger suddenly.

Shen Yuntan's face was a little pale, but the corners of his mouth were curved up: "You gave it to me before, and I took it as a token of love."

After the dust cleared, clues finally appeared on the other side of the wall, both expected and unexpected, gathered together.

A kennel was placed in an inconspicuous corner, but the kennel was not a dog, it was a very familiar white-haired rabbit. The oil lamp was lit inside the house, and the fur was fluffy and warm.

Zhou Li said: "Little bastard, if you dare to drug me, I know you are capable, there is still time to apologize."

The flames on the edge of the oil lamp swished high, and in a daze, there was an illusion of a big fire coming in from outside. The rabbit jumped out of the nest, stared at the mess for a long time, and slowly transformed into a human form, an adult With a human appearance, he smiled flamboyantly: "It's late, I'm already impatient to live, God is afraid that I'll forget this monster, and won't give me a destiny dial."

"Mingdial?" While speaking, Zhou Li took out a white paper lantern, and the dim candlelight gradually faded, shrinking into a bright spot the size of a mung bean, like a red-glowing matchhead about to go out.

Shen Yuntan coughed, and Zhou Li turned back expressionlessly: "Yuntan, do you want to explain?"

Chen Yuan giggled: "What? It seems that he hasn't told you yet. Let me tell you, God can see his own dial. When he is not noticed, the pointer on the dial is still. Once it is noticed, when the pointer returns to zero again, it is the moment of death of the god."

"How long is it?" Zhou Li's eyes shot to the side, his arms trembling uncontrollably, "It's really fatal... There is such a boyfriend who talks about running trains."

While panicking, Zhou Li's mind went blank, he just stared at Shen Yuntan's frowning eyebrows, he thought, it's strange, why is he frowning?Thanks to his heart being in good condition, otherwise he would faint on the spot.

Shen Yuntan loosened his brows and smiled at him: "Don't worry, I won't say it because there are still several decades, enough for us to live a good life."

After the words fell, there was another burst of laughter from Chen Yuan, who was almost out of breath, "Shen Yuntan, Shen Yuntan, you are really not a thing, and you are still refusing to tell the truth when your death is approaching."

"You..." Shen Yuntan sighed, and then pressed Zhou Li's bruised arm, "It's not possible."

Zhou Li looked him up and down, how did this tree demon live?Everywhere is beautiful, and you can't hit it, you can't scold it, and finally asked softly: "Then tell me clearly, what's going on? Apart from the fate dial, what else is your life related to?"

Shen Yuntan showed him the thin layer of white light, and replied with a wry smile: "Have you seen the white light? This kind of power is born with the godhead. After the life dial starts to move, every time it is used, the speed of the pointer moves Speed ​​up, I've refrained from using it as much as possible over the years."

Zhou Li said expressionlessly: "Then what were you doing just now? I am protected by spider webs, and at most I have broken ribs. You are like this... You are not afraid if you are like this..."

Shen Yuntan's heart tightened, and he quickly continued: "Don't worry, Chen Yuan said that the death date is approaching, which is also relative to her eternal lifespan. If the destiny dial continues to run at the current speed, there will be at least fifty more..."

Speaking of this, his face suddenly turned ugly, and the damned dial speeded up again. The world is not benevolent, people will die, and so will gods.

"Huh?" Zhou Li pursed his lips and looked at him, his eyes full of suspicion.

"At least another 50 years." Shen Yuntan's face was calm, and the hand hanging by his side was secretly clenched.

Zhou Li stretched his fingers into his hair and combed it, suddenly changed his expression, and chuckled lightly: "It doesn't matter, you live as long as you like, and I won't follow you to seek death if you accidentally die, but I have to remind you , I have saved a lot of photos of you without clothes, and if that day comes, I will print out those photos and put them in front of your grave for everyone to look up at."

"...Really?" Shen Yuntan asked.

Zhou Li nodded solemnly: "Really, so you have to think clearly."

In the center of the room was a deep pit, surrounded by black mist, and it was impossible to see what was underneath. Hu Yunsheng stood aside in black clothes, holding a fiery red feather in his hand.

Before he could open his mouth, the floor in front of Zhou Li shattered into pieces. He stared dumbfounded at a small tree rising from the ground—it really jumped up, and even did a front flip, halfway away from him. When Mi Yuan was away, conscience realized that he had turned back into a curly-haired child, and took advantage of the situation to hug Zhou Li's waist.

To be honest, the impact was so strong that Zhou Li’s waist seemed to be pinched from inside and outside. He pushed Black’s fingers away one by one in disgust, and at the same time observed Hu Yunsheng’s movements, he asked in a low voice: “Little Bu, What happened to that feather?"

Black said in a low voice: "This is the former altar for offering sacrifices to heaven. The feather is the key to start the ceremony. I don't know what he wants to do?"

"Sacrificing to heaven...isn't it superstitious? Where did the gods come from when they died?" Zhou Li frowned, and suddenly remembered a word Chen Yuan said just now, pay attention.

Chen Yuan looked at him vigilantly: "What? Did you still take my picture?"

Zhou Li smiled embarrassingly: "How could it be. You just said... His fate was noticed by something?"

"Who knows?" Chen Yuan spread his hands.

Hu Yunsheng was chanting words, the feathers in his hands were as red as a burning flame, translucent viscous liquid splashed from the deep pit filled with black mist from time to time, and fell on the surrounding floor, corroding black spots one by one. In the small hole, the sound of chi chi can be heard endlessly.

He was silent for a few seconds, then raised his head: "Zhou Li, the deal hasn't been completed yet, where are your fingers?"

Zhou Li smiled and thought, this old monster is really ugly, he doesn't have any psychological problems, right?His face remained calm: "What if I don't give it?"

Hu Yunsheng took out a long pole, hung a feather on one end of the pole as if fishing, and hung it carefully over the deep pit. The bright red feather was like a piece of fat meat, attracting things that were about to move in the black mist.

A yellow talisman spontaneously ignited quietly, and when a monster covered in mud climbed out of the deep pit, its opponent had already been waiting for a long time.

Hu Yunsheng suddenly jumped and landed on the exposed beam in the sky. With a wave of the pole in his hand, the stupid mud monster started to attack like a donkey who only saw carrots. At the same time, Chen Yuan's figure also appeared around him. In front of Oak, she was holding a long gold-rimmed machete in her hand, which looked very clumsy, but was used by this not-so-tall female body like a duck to water.

The spider web was tightly wrapped around the blade, and Chen Yuan said in confusion: "What should I do? My lord said that I want you to have a finger, but this knife is too big, even your wrist is too thin. I hope he doesn't blame me too much. Cut off a few."

During the stalemate stage, Zhou Li was sweating all over his face. What he feared the most was fighting close to his body. He couldn't even find a space for chanting mantras. It was like cutting off his left and right arms.

Of course, Shen Yuntan wasn't idle either. Wen Yu and Blake, the two troublesome guys, suddenly fell ill—Hu Yunsheng, a shameless guy, didn't have any good guards, so he used some unscrupulous methods to consume the opponent internally. .

He has long stopped thinking of himself as a mountain god, and the pointer of the fate dial is the death knell set by the King of Hades for him. It has been less than a year now, which means that if he does not want to be buried in Little Kunlun, he must never use the power of the godhead again.

Unfortunately it backfired.

Shen Yuntan is unarmed, his bones can only be broken without the blessing of godhead, and he is facing two monsters, one is a bird monster, and the other is of the same race, one is a ruthless killer, the other is weighing gains and losses.

The turning point appeared on Chen Yuan, a figure of a man walked out of the fire, he took out a blood bag and smashed it on Chen Yuan's head, the film broke in response, Chen Yuan was drenched in crimson blood, she touched the My own face: "I'll go, why is the smell of this blood so familiar."