painting robbery

The cry from the land master is like the howling of a trapped animal, with hatred in every word and resentment in every sound.

Jie Yuan suddenly raised his hand, took Yan Zhenci's hand, and walked forward.

"In the earliest days, before the filthy soil was formed, there was a period of time when the Nether Land changed alternately, and most of the newborns were deformed. Among the warriors, the righteous ones made slow progress, and the demonic ones became more and more sophisticated..."

Yan Zhenci's brows twitched: "This is a violent wave that occurs once every 300 years. Counting with fingers, the next violent wave will really break out, and it will be 50 years later."

Jie Yuan walked on the soil full of corpses, the soles of his feet crushed dense bones, and the sound of "click" was endless.Before he came to the stone wall, he pointed to the inscriptions of the Jing clan engraved on the stone wall: "Later, the ancestors of the Jing clan found out that the clear and turbid air in Youlu had changed. There are few things that are pure and upright; if there is more turbid air, there will be more turbid things in the world. After repeated discussions among the people of the Jing clan, they came up with an idea for a day. Gradually purify. For this reason, they circled the dirty soil."

The words are unimaginable: "How did they absorb the turbid air of the entire Youlu, and how did they purify the turbid air one by one?"

As soon as the words landed, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he looked at Jie Yuan.

Jie Yuan nodded: "That's right, it's the Nine Candle Yin Bottle." He said again, "The person who came up with this strategy back then was really extraordinary. Ah Ci, do you know what the Nine Candle Yin Bottle does?"

Yan Zhenci noticed Jie Yuan's new title.

He secretly pondered in his heart whether he should call Jieyuan "Ayuan", "Aliu", "Adie"... There are too many names, it is really distressing.

He replied: "Looking at this situation and the situation, could it be that the Nine Candle Yin Bottle can purify the turbidity?"

Jie Yuan smiled: "Even you think so? Just look at the name of this thing, do you think it looks like a righteous thing?"

It's really not like that, I thought to myself, there are very few righteous things that add the word "Yin" to their names.

Yan Zhenci pondered: "Could this be a magic weapon? If it is really a magic weapon, how can the people of the Jing clan turn the devil into righteousness and make it absorb the turbid air of the world?"

Jieyuan: "There are few weapons in the world that are good or evil. The good can attract evil thoughts, like the heart of a snow-capped Buddha; People who specialize in righteousness, turning the whole body of righteousness into nourishment for demonic powers, have one or two similarities with the skills of the Rage God Sect. But the Nine Candle Yin Bottle is the treasure of Youlu, and the demonic way back then was only one-tenth of it. It is neither a positive thing nor an evil thing, but a yin and yang transformation, swallowing clear and turbid things, and swallowing turbid and clear things.”

"Later, the people of the Jing clan discovered that the turbidity of the heavens and the earth had changed, and they searched for useful things in Youlu, and found the Nine Candle Yin Bottle. After the people of the Jing clan got this object, they used the dirty soil as the formation map, and the Yin bottle as the eye of the formation. Using itself as a switch, manipulate the Nine Candle Yin Bottle to continuously absorb the turbid Qi of Youlu, transform it in the bottle, and exhale clean air. Now the fierce tide only breaks out once every 300 years, and it is all thanks to the filth and the Nine Candle Yin Bottle."

Speaking of this, Jie Yuan shook his sleeves, and an invisible force swept across the crypt, and the moss and dust attached to the stone wall fell down, revealing more characters of the Jing clan behind it.

They have come before the corpse sitting on the ground.

Yan Zhenci noticed the small stone bowls behind the bones, and the stone bowls were arranged against the stone wall, and the water flowed down the stone wall, filling the stone bowls.He secretly calculated and found that there were thirteen stone bowls in total, exactly equal to the number of dead bones sitting on the ground. After they entered this place, they did not die immediately. Did they ever take this small bowl and live on water?

He looked at the stone wall again.Only then did Jieyuan point to the words on the stone wall and tell the past. Now that he reads the words again, he can already understand the characters of the Jing clan.

I saw the writing on the back of the innermost dry bone: "The Nine Candle Yin Bottle returns to its place, and You Lu is clear and turbid. Congratulations, congratulations!"

The second dry bone answered No.1: "Think about what to do when the Nine Candle Yin Bottle will no longer work."

The third dead bone replied to the second person: "Perhaps before the Nine Candle Yin Bottle becomes useless, it will be snatched away by someone who strays into this place."

The fourth piece answers the first three: "Same joy, same joy. People in front of you don't ask about what's behind you. Let's hope that those who strayed into this place are a little bit good-natured, right?" , jokingly said, "I have paid myself to You Lu, who cares about spring, summer, autumn and winter!"

The fifth tool criticized the fourth person: "People have no long-term concerns, but they must have near-term worries. In my opinion, it is better to use this place as a basis, build a Taoyuan again, and isolate the Jingzu by a place?"

After that, there were still a few words, but before I read them all, a skeleton was suddenly kicked under my feet.

The skeleton he kicked was different. It was neither sitting upright nor facing the land of time like those dry bones outside. It lay facing the thirteen dead bones in front of it. After being kicked away by Yan Zhenci, it revealed a On the ground, the words covered by its body.

Those words were first written in the language of the Jing tribe, and then translated in the Youlu language. It was written on it:

"They actually called the Jing Clan the six-fingered demons, the rest of the sky, hahaha, ridiculous, ridiculous, why on earth did we do all this, who knows what we did now, I don't accept it, I don't accept it, I don't accept it! !!—”

In the dark cave, the strokes are messy, the words are weeping blood, and every sentence is full of hatred, even if it is separated by life and death, it can go straight to the heart of the person who sees it.

At this moment, Jie Yuan's voice suddenly sounded, and he said lightly:

"However, these things are all in the past. Now the Jing clan can't remember the past. Time... the word "evil" is not too bad for the Jing clan now, don't you think so? , Ah Ci?"

These truths that have long been dissipated in the long river, all the difficulties and obstacles in the past, the great choices and righteousness, even if they are always engraved on the stone pillars, even if they appear in the eyes from time to time, no one has recognized them, let alone remembered them.

Time flows continuously, rocks are silent, those who flow away have already flowed away, and those who stay remain unchanged, but people are independent of the gap between the two, lingering indefinitely, forgetting both sides, so thinking about resentment, hating the injustice of heaven and earth.

Jie Yuan moved forward.Whether it is sitting on the ground with dry bones, or lying on the ground with dry bones, whether it is joy, sorrow, sorrow or hatred, no one can move him with words carved on the stone wall.

He walked on dry bones, and his robes trailed the ground like dust.

"The Nine Candle Yin Bottle is deep in this place. The dead bones in this place are nothing more than nourishment, and the things below are what we really need to solve..."

His arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and when he turned his head, Yan Zhenci stepped forward and covered his lips.

Jie Yuan was surprised for a moment, and felt his lips being protruded by the tongue. Yan Zhenci, who was holding his arm, took the initiative to stick his tongue into his mouth, licked his teeth slightly jerky, and hooked his tongue together. dance.

What kind of wind is blowing today, this person is so active?

Jie Yuan simply accepted it with a smile.

He turned against the guest, hooked his tongue, tasted carefully, teased slowly, swallowed the sweetness in each other's mouths, and did not let go until the long breath in his chest was exhausted.

After letting go, Jie Yuan teased and said: "I didn't expect Ah Ci to be so interested. I really let you go yesterday."

Yan Zhenci did not laugh.

Just for a moment, he didn't know why, but he felt that Jie Yuan's figure was ethereal when he was walking forward, and he seemed to disappear in front of his eyes the next moment.

He said in a deep voice, "You're walking too fast..."

Before he finished speaking, the sea of ​​words and words was not calm, but the smile overflowed from the corner of his eyes, and in the heart lake, the turbidity dropped, and the clarity reappeared.

"Wait for me, let's go together."

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