laughing soul

The dark twilight is fleeting on the edge of the endless coastline. Not long ago, there was such a thrilling battle on the surface of the sea. Sticky hot blood and fragments of fragmented shells fell into the bottomless abyss. , it has disappeared, and it is a calm and peerless scenery.

But the position where the horizon is close to the end of the sea level is still not peaceful. If it weren't for a person with sharp eyes, it would be really hard to see the clues in the bloody sky at sunset and dusk.

There was a man who was soaked in blood and was nailed to the Pillar of the Sky, and the eyes of ordinary people have never seen the ancient things beyond the three realms and five elements. Looking at it with the naked eye, his body was actually fixed out of thin air. Dripping red blood meandered down the corners of his clothes, even the light armor couldn't stop the surging out of blood, and finally stained the white and clean middle clothes in a mess.

He tilted his head slightly and looked to the side, his pale face was in extreme pain, but there was a bright smile on the corner of his mouth for no reason.

That unreasonable smile remained on his handsome and delicate face for a long time, before his eyes were boundless soft white clouds, with the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, he was about to fall asleep, and soon he would see the sky full of stars like a sea.

He coughed lowly, the corners of his pale mouth were extraordinarily bright red due to the blood spewed out from his lungs, and his pale, almost transparent face contrasted nicely with the corners of his mouth that looked like a bloodthirsty monster. Some secret and sinful extreme beauty.

As if gathering all the strength in his body to his fingertips, he viciously threw out the last hidden weapon from his sleeve, and precisely smashed the soul-initiating lamp floating in the air.His body was already so weak and weak, he couldn't bear the desperate effort, and he choked up a few mouthfuls of blood immediately after.

But with the focus in his eyes, he quietly landed on the fading mist in front of him. The black mist struggled and twisted non-stop, and he was still trying his best to get close to the black mist that was firmly nailed to the top of the sky. The person on the pillar, however, has no support for the soul that spews dirty bubbles intermittently. The soul that was originally floating outside the person's body for him to live and survive is no longer in his hands.

A corner of the heaven and earth was suddenly cracked in a place invisible to ordinary people, and the heavenly soldiers and generals the size of clay figurines surrounded by the black mist ascended into the heavenly palace. I don't know if the high gods and immortals felt ashamed of their original decision, He actually used an unknown spell to hide his whereabouts, barely avoiding his sarcastic and indifferent eyes.

Half of the mountains and rivers are beautiful and picturesque, but suddenly the mountains and rivers collapsed and a shocking black hole was formed. It seemed like the only way from the mortal world to the eighteenth floor of the Hall of King Shura. On the hustle and bustle, all the spring that can be seen is withered in an instant.

The dripping blood strings smashed heavily on the withered soul, and it writhed and struggled violently as if it couldn't bear it. It fiercely tore open its body to reveal an empty and speechless mouth, trying to utter some words in vain. Roaring and neighing, the thick and colorful figure swallowed up the boundless blood, turning into a layer of green smoke among the steaming clouds.

Finally powerless, its weak and misty body sank slowly, touching a mechanism that should never have been touched somewhere, and the so silent ghost sent the gate of hell to him, suddenly opened the door wide, and the wind gust Suddenly, it seemed to be sucked into the endless darkness by a huge mouth. In its continuous silent roar, the cracks in the mountains and rivers gradually disappeared, and the sky brightened again.

Until this moment, the person who was imprisoned on the top pillar by a long steel knife penetrated into his body suddenly laughed out loud.

In the end, you will go to hell... There are a hundred kinds of oil pan torture tools in the hall of the king of hell on the [-]th floor, and you are allowed to taste them one by one!

A wisp of remnant soul who was exhausted physically and mentally and could not continue to do anything evil, turned out to be nothing more than such an end in the end.

How about that person seeking the fulfillment of God's will?

He vowed to die against the will of heaven, how? !

I didn't know the meaning of fate, but in the end, I tasted it bit by bit, and suddenly realized that the so-called God is above life and death, but it is just the shackles imposed on all things by the superior on a whim.

If you don't break free, how do you know that there is no other way to live?

He tried his best to clenched the handle of the steel knife pierced into his body, and his hands couldn't muster strength at all under the condition of a lot of blood loss, shaking like a pitiful sieve.However, he still clenched the handle of the knife with extreme tenacity, allowing the blade, which followed the shaking of his wrist and kept moving slightly, to scratch the flesh. The pain spread from the injured internal organs to the limbs and bones, clearly in the flesh and blood. He felt the pain like being stabbed by a piece of cold iron, but in the intense pain, he laughed hoarsely.

Celestial soldiers and generals...

With a cold smile, he trembled and let go, the cold sweat on his forehead slowly flowed to the edge of his lips along the texture of his skin, it was as cold and bitter as a string of teardrops, and when he looked again, those tightly closed eyes were already The water flowed sideways, and it was a mess.

"In the bright and bright ten-mile moon, the actress is alone. The green dress sings the horn pillow, looking back at the vastness. How can I be envious of the fish in the Hanlin? A hundred years and a thousand autumns, and now it shines on the beam. Zhuang Gong still hits the fou, I survive but alone Hurt... I would like to miss my old friend, so sad! Who knows my heart!"

"Gong... girl," he gasped lowly, his words were vague, "thank you..."

The nail that imprisoned the soul was crushed, and the strand of soul in it had already been released by him. A pale woman in military uniform floated in front of him, her lips parted and closed, she didn't know what she said. But he could see her words clearly.

"In the past, the paper was full of absurd jokes, but now... step to see it..."

He was startled fiercely, and was about to break free from the shackles of the steel knife to stop her. After all, the soul was much lighter than his mortal body, and he avoided the hand he stretched out to try to grab her with just a flash. Back to the mouth, as clear and ethereal as just reciting a play: "Master, you deserve it..."

Chu Yu, who was full of wild thoughts about this matter, was slightly stunned, and smiled at her with chapped lips: "Thank you, General."

"I've gone back and visited Kunlun Mountain many times, and now you have taken care of it very well..." Soul's pale face showed a startling and moving smile. When she smiled, there was a pair on her face that was very similar to Qiu Sheng. Chu Yu, who was already delirious, didn't know what to do for a while, "This is also his original intention, I thank you for him...Dayue Jiangshan should not perish, Qiu Zizhan...is a good man." character, Na Qiuwei..."

Chu Yu suddenly concentrated a little: "What?"

"I haven't been able to reincarnate in Chengwang River these years, and I have been walking around in the world. I know everything he does. Although it is very difficult to understand according to the ethics and morals of ordinary people, but What he has done is indeed to completely eradicate the disaster for the Dai Viet Foundation, and the foundation is good." The soul has lost its breath, but it still talks intermittently, thinking that it has not been used to the silent life of the undead for a hundred years. "Smart and brave, with a strong wrist, he will be a good emperor... As for Qiu Zizhan..."

The piercing pain all over his body seemed to be suppressed by seven or eight points the moment he heard this person's name, and Chu Yu's eyes even brightened a little: "So what about him?"

"He's a good lover, don't you understand it the most?" With a hint of teasing, the soul retreated a little bit, waiting for Chu Yu's trance because of her words to pass away, She was already standing low at the mechanism where the old man finally touched, her figure was fluttering, and she was about to be dragged down by that gradually weakening force, her long hair fluttered slightly with the wind.

The last bit of the entrance to the Hall of the King of Hades on the [-]th floor is still not closed. Her thin and lonely figure is crumbling in such a dangerous place, revealing some faint despair on the verge of death, but she is smiling clearly, probably in joy. .

Chu Yu was startled, and before he had time to think about it, he rushed forward decisively, but was forced back by the steel knife still firmly fixed on the pillar, so he had to bear the pain and whispered: "Why do you want to do this? What can I do if I accompany him to ashes? Now that soul is in my hands, you can't...why can't you..."

Put it down with peace of mind, turn around and walk across the Naihe Bridge, drink Mengpo soup and forget everything about the past, so that you can live again with your intact soul?

The words came to my lips, but I couldn't say them anyhow.

Standing and talking doesn't hurt my back, and the words are the most light-hearted. If you break your heart and think about it yourself, can you let it go?

A hundred years of life and death are unforgettable, I think it was just a trick of a beauty to lure the world into her arms, and that man-made love turned into a demon and turned into a demon should not have anything to do with her, but I don't know, between love, hate and obsession, I can't handle the torrent in my heart , Actually broke the embankment with a bang.

Yu Sheng thought that he should be rich and carefree, but he never forgot that night when his body and mind met.

But in just three to five years, Yangshou was exhausted, wandering in the underworld for several years, but he still hadn't seen that person, but it wasn't reincarnated, and his date of birth was not listed in the book of life and death in the Palace of the Underworld.

The evil ghost said that she was obsessed with deep thoughts and thoughts, and her soul was supposed to be carefree and light. She was such a maverick and unique heavy ghost. She couldn't even cross the bridge of Naihe. , followed by the bottomless abyss of hell, the so-called extremely dark death place between heaven and earth, a cruel purgatory that even the king of hell has never seen.

I have seen the clouds and seas of Wushan Mountain in my life, and I have lived up to the cycle of reincarnation. It is time to rest in peace.

"I already... don't want to live again." She slightly curved her mouth and smiled, before the gap was closed tightly, she fell silently into the deep cave like a kite with a broken string. In a trance, the pair The pear vortex remained in Chu Yu's eyes very vividly.

As the cracks closed, the steel knife poked in his body gradually left only a broken light and shadow. Chu Yu recovered from life and death, only to feel that such inspiring battles and emotions had pried away most of his sanity. With the remaining star consciousness, I can think: what happened to Zizhan?

Three or four days before the dust settled, Qiu Sheng himself was still struggling in the military tent full of sand tables on the sea surface. Yu Zizhong went to take people to clean up the supplies, grain and grass. The four of them put their heads together and pointed at the sand table to write and draw. painting.

Qiu Sheng bit the wolf hair brush, frowned and asked Feng Qing who had just walked in quickly: "Do you know where Ah Yu has gone?"

Feng Qing was taken aback by the question, and looked left and right to see Han Jianhua and Lu Chong standing aside. The three of them looked at each other for a moment, their eyes full of undisguised ambiguity, so: "Master Qiu... after discussing tactics that day After returning to the tents, the general has never seen Young Master Chu again, I don't know why Master Qiu would ask such a question?"

Han Jianhua shook his head and added: "Isn't Mr. Chu always with you? We were surprised that we didn't see him come out when the accident happened in the morning. You thought it was because you didn't want him to risk his life, but you ran away from home? "

"Old Han, if you don't want to be beaten here, just say a few words less," Qiu Sheng said lightly, thinking back and forth, then turned to look at Lu Chong who was frowning slightly, "You can see clearly from the high pavilion, at that time Ya Is there a ghostly puppet in Ruff's little wreck?"

Lu Chong is also a god-man with first-class memory and eyes. He just lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment, and when he raised his head again, he answered with great determination: "There is one, but there has never been anything wrong. The strange thing is that not long after the two sides opened fire, a cloud of black mist rose vaguely from the side of the doll, which could not be seen clearly from a distance, and it seemed to have a purpose to rampage towards the battleship of General Feng. Go ahead."

Feeling that two pairs of murderous gazes were fixed on him, Lu Chong had no choice but to turn his head and explain: "Don't dislike me for talking about mysteries, I will tell you everything I see and hear, gods and ghosts It doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not, or it’s just that Yalf has thought of another bad move.”

Feng Qing still lowered his head suspiciously, but Han Jianhua already knew Lu Chong's psychic ability well. With a paradoxical expression, he understood a little bit, and said in a low voice: "If you are unbalanced and frightened, you can just go back to the tent and rest. There is Feng Qing here, so you don't have to worry too much."

Hanging behind Han Jianhua is a Taiyin Ten Thousand Foot Bow that should have been taken away by Chu Yu. Others could not see it, but Qiu Sheng could tell at a glance what the grandson was planning. Recalling that person's seemingly careless promise before:

"In the past, although I was imprisoned by the Cuiwei Pavilion and could not be free, after all, I was a lonely family. Now, I have added some worldly sorrows in the world of mortals. I will come back to see you no matter what. Don't worry..."

The conversation should end at this point, who knows that the master of his house has not waited for Long Live Lord to recover, so Shi Shiran added another sentence: "Even if I drag my fragmented body with spiritualism, I absolutely want the soul to return I was buried with you in my hometown."

These words were tinged with blood, but Qiu Sheng also understood that this person's heart was arrogant, and he was absolutely unwilling to bow down and admit defeat for just one person.

Life and death are no longer in his hands, all he can do is try his best to clear away the obstacles in front of the man, and it is best to bring Yalf and his Western army back to his hometown before the end of his side , other than that, nothing to do.

He knew it well, but he couldn't help feeling uneasy, his eyelashes quivered twice, as if he was squeezing back all the tears he had suffocated, and then lightly took the wooden stick in Han Jianhua's hand, and drew a series of lines on the sand table. Winding curve: "It's okay, let's end the war on our side first... If I remember correctly, Yalf lined up along this line, the old way?"

"The outline in the general direction is pretty good, just a little bit," Lu Chong casually took out a jujube from the small bowl on the side, and put it heavily behind the long line drawn by Qiu Sheng, "Yarff's little broken boat Not only was he far away from the main force, but he was even escorted by a string of salute boats. It can be seen that he has no intention of personally appearing in this battle. Moreover, compared with his formation method in the Jiangnan naval battle a few years ago, the way he just set up can be called It’s ridiculous that it’s full of loopholes. At first glance, it looks menacing and overwhelming, but in fact, a little damage can cause irreparable flaws, unlike Yalf’s style of seeking victory from danger.”

Qiu Sheng turned slightly to make room for Feng Qing who came forward, and saw him draw a hazy soldier formation with a few strokes on the edge of the sand table: "Speaking of the battle situation back then, Yalf divided all the battleships into three parts, Those with intermediate strength will open the front line to compete with the enemy for a while, those with weaker strength will stabilize the middle game, and the most ace troops will level the battlefield at the end. According to the order of strength of the Dai Viet Navy at that time, they were arranged from front to back according to their strength. After a while, it will give us the illusion of victory, until we sail deep into the coastline to pursue the poor, only to find that they have left the most powerful army to the end, so that they can catch them all in one go."

"The assault didn't take much effort at all, and Yalf gave the order to retreat without even looking back to resist a little. Half of my artillery fire here was useless." Han Jianhua said, squinting at Qiu Sheng and asked, "Are we here? At this level, he really deserves to be a dog-headed military division."

Qiu Sheng shook his head and said: "Not necessarily, Chu Quan has the ability to lead troops to fight, even if it's the first time to lead a navy army, he shouldn't be such a bear. Ah Yu also told me before that they have a heart of their own. No, he ran to settle accounts with Ah Yu first, and then reaped the benefits of being a fisherman. This time, he completely tricked Yalf, and next time Yalf must lead the army himself, so don't take it lightly. "

"Young Master Chu? What kind of grudge does he have with Young Master Chu?"

It was said that Han Jianhua and Feng Qing glanced at Lu Chong faster than Qiu Sheng's reaction. This question was something they both wanted to ask, but because of Chu Yu's identity as the Pavilion Master of Cui Wei Pavilion, they dared not be straightforward , the way he looked at Lu Chong changed a lot, as if he was paying homage to a righteous man who dared to speak out.

Qiu Sheng glanced at the two of them lightly, and said frankly beyond the expectations of the three: "He Chu Quan is just a monster who wanders around the world with a remnant soul and refuses to fall into the cycle of life and death, and Ah Yu is the reincarnation of his soul body As a human being, the monster cannot survive without a body for a long time now. Although the Westerners have found a way for him, it is probably not a long-term solution. What he thinks about day and night is how to seize the body, and then take his Shrimp soldiers and crabs will bring great disasters to Da Yue, and settle the old scores between Da Yue and the Jiuli people a hundred years ago."

The large amount of information contained in the first few sentences is really not suitable for explaining one by one in such an urgent situation. Lu Chong digested the last sentence and asked quickly: "So, he didn't plan to talk to Westerners early in the morning. cooperate?"

"It's nothing more than a relationship of interest. The pope is a fool. He paid the bargaining chip in advance. What else can he use to tie the monster to work for him?"

"Then he is now..." Lu Chong suddenly raised his head, "Master Chu is not with this ghost, is he?"

The corner of Qiu Sheng's mouth twitched. Based on Han Jianhua's understanding of this person's bad deeds, he was very sure that Qiu Sheng absolutely wanted to hug Lu Chong into a ball and throw him out the window at that moment, but this man resisted his instinct with amazing perseverance. , just nodded with a cold face, turned to Feng Qing and said: "This time the level of the weak chicken can't be taken seriously, I warn the brothers not to take it lightly."