Sao Ke is a spectator

If you pay attention, it is not difficult to find that each of the four heavenly gates has lost its gatekeeper. The four heavenly kings who are in charge of wind, rain, thunder and lightning are currently in the lower realm, helping the disciples who have defeated the Buddha to perform the trick of slaughtering sheep in enclosures.

The entire heaven was trembling, and the bookkeepers saw their hands shaking non-stop, and simply threw their pens to the Star Observation Hall.

Si Chenjian learned from me early in the morning what day it is, and turned the Liuhe Magic Mirror to the maximum, fully covering a wall.There are common and uncommon ones in the fairy family who came, but the third prince who loves to join in the fun is missing. They have blocked the entire Star Observation Hall, like ordinary people gathered together to watch a juggling show.

What was in the mirror was a monster emitting green light. Its size was too large to describe him. It was a monster that might not appear in nightmares. At his feet, waiting to be devoured and sucked dry.

Like all the immortals, Si Chenjian had an extremely complicated expression on his face. He seemed a little unbearable, but also indifferent. After all, they were not in the hands of the monster, so there was nothing to worry about.

"That's Mo Che..." He said quietly, but he didn't know who he was talking to.

I looked at him in disbelief, the Mo Che in my memory and the monster in front of me couldn't overlap.I calmed down and listened, and found that some immortals in the hall were discussing this matter, but what you said and what I said were all at a loss.

30 people turned into ape cranes and sandworms in just a few moments, and their bones were buried under the yellow sand. The sudden darkness, like a gentle hand, quelled the storm and dust and lulled them to sleep .

Clusters of blue light clusters lit up in the night, they were the souls that had broken free from the skins of their previous lives, like candles flickering in the wind, as long as the wind was stronger, they could all be blown away without a trace.Then there are hundreds of ghost messengers entangled in the fire of the underworld, emerging from the ground one after another, wearing soul chains and holding killing sticks in their hands, connecting the light clusters as dense as stars into strips of blue. The band of light finally poured into the underworld like a long snake.

When I went to the underworld again, I saw a scene I had never seen before. The surroundings were extremely crowded, and there were ghosts brought back not long ago floating in every corner.Some of them had dull eyes, as if they had resigned themselves to their fate, silently waiting for reincarnation, while others kept roaring, and the killing sticks in the hands of the ghost messengers could not deter those grievances.

Everyone was busy up and down, groups of dead souls passed through the hall hastily and were sentenced to good fate, Pu Wei and Yang Zhuo were too busy to lift their heads, and naturally they couldn't see me.

I turned around and left the underworld, and walked towards Mu Ning.

She poked her head and looked behind me, and asked him why the elder brother didn't come, and then I suddenly remembered that I didn't seem to have come to her alone.

She invited me in, made a pot of hot tea, and asked me how I remembered her here. I motioned her to sit down, and after a little adjustment: "You don't ask anything, just listen to me quietly. Finished."

Although she was puzzled, she still nodded.

"Back when I sent Yu Yan to Shuo Country to get married, I was actually following the order of my father to provoke Mu Chen to rebel, so that he would lead troops into You Country. Every pass in Monan had already been cleared early in the morning. You Country The sorcerers here will not let him return to Shuo Kingdom safely."

Suddenly she opened her eyes wide: "You are..."

"The housekeeper in your mansion was bought off a long time ago. I know everything about the county prince's mansion, including every detail. Marrying you was also planned early on. After learning that you are a fierce woman, Yu Zhan and I planned to trap you for being unfaithful." Trick, in order to make Mu Chen believe that I am not sincere to you, I have told him many times before that that the person I like is him. In this way, if I marry you and then divorce you, and let you die unbearably humiliated, then he He will definitely hate me to the bone."

"However, this is not enough. After you died, I took Mu Yang away, and on the way back to the country, I released the news that he had died of illness. When I arrived in You country, I asked the sorceresses to forcibly lock his soul. In the end, he became A monster that is neither human nor ghost, I feed him a human heart every day to keep his original appearance..."

"Shut up, I don't believe..."

"Later, Mu Chen killed the capital city of You Kingdom. This was unexpected by my father and the sorcerers. Before the city gate was broken, I ordered the sorcerer to seal my body and Mu Yang in the royal tomb. After 400 years No one has ever gone in. The empress Yang Zhuo is the Lord of the Underworld, and she has traveled many times to find Mu Yang, but she failed to rescue him only because she couldn't break the barrier of the Wangling. Mu Yang...was imprisoned alone in the Wangling 400 Years, and all of this is my fault."

"Yu Ping has done a lot of evil and deceived countless people. He has never given his sincerity to anyone in his life. To Mu Chen, to you, and to Mu Yang..."

She looked at me angrily: "It's over?"

Tears flowed down her cheeks all the way to her chin, and finally dripped into the tea bowl. The light golden tea stirred up layers of ripples, and disappeared as soon as it hit the wall of the cup.

Telling her all this is just to let her understand that the belief she was waiting for didn't exist in the first place, so why stay in the underworld anymore, wouldn't it be better to forget about it as soon as possible?All of this was like a sackcloth covering an old wound, and I peeled off layer by layer the sticky flesh, pus and blood.

"Hehe, hehe..." After she stood up, she laughed so hard that her whole body began to tremble. It seemed that this was the only way to relieve the pain when the old injury was uncovered.

She stopped laughing, and wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes gracefully: "Yu Ping, you said that you have never given your sincerity to anyone, so what are you doing now?"

"If I'm right, you want me to disappear, so that you can see me from now on, so you can have a better life, but I don't want you to have a better life. You can't get what Yu Ping can't get."

Only when I see him forgetting that I was Mu Ning, can I feel less owed. I put all my eggs in one basket, but in the end I lost.I can't tell what kind of feeling it is, looking at everything I planted, I don't even have the ability to eradicate it.

I sneered coldly, intending to show the side that Prince Ping only had: "Don't you have the heart to watch Mu Yang being locked in a cage that never sees the light of day, with only darkness and coldness as companions for life, you... really can you?" Indifferent?"

As expected, Mu Yang's thorn pierced into her weakness, and she froze in place, and I continued to say: "If you don't reincarnate for a day, he will suffer for an extra day. Your elder brother can't save him. out, but I can."

She stared at me and asked word by word: "What exactly do you want?"

I smiled: "Whatever Yu Ping wants, I want whatever..."

Before leaving, I asked her to tell Yang Zhuo that I will wait for him at Wangling in ten days.

If it were someone else, it would be impossible to gather all the 81 living souls that sealed the barrier back then.But if it is changed to the master of the Destiny Palace-it only needs some twists and turns, but how to repay the 81 lives.

When I brought the person I found to the royal tomb, it was only one day away from the day I had agreed with Yang Zhuo.The open space in front of the stone wall is the sacrificial altar of that year. It is a totem drawn by 81 points. The intersection of every two lines is a sacrificial point. .

Now the totem has been weathered by the years so that it cannot be recognized clearly, so I spent half a day to make up for the missing parts, and then carved it with a chisel, and placed the 81 people in the sacrificial sites where they were at that time.Not too early, not too late, Yang Zhuo just came when the work was done.

The eyes of the person lying on the sacrificial point were dull, thanks to the little spell that Si Qi taught me. I looked at my masterpiece with a little pride, and asked Yangzhuo: "It took more than ten days of hard work, and now it's finally done. Yan What do you think of this altar, does it have some writing style of Daishu?"

Mu Ning didn't seem to say that I was Yu Ping's business, but he was full of doubts, and said with the instinct of cherishing words like gold: "You asked me to come, do you want me to appreciate your calligraphy?"

I approached him unhurriedly, closing the distance bit by bit, the overlapping faces of Yang Zhuo and Mu Chen gradually enlarged in my sight, until the tip of my nose touched his blue stubble.I lay next to his ear and said in a panting voice: "Let's... go find Mu Yang."

After I finished speaking, I pulled the threads that had been tied around everyone's necks earlier in the morning. These threads were as sharp as mud and could cut people's throats with a little force.As soon as Yang Zhuo wanted to stop it, there was already blood in the sky. The blood was like magma ejected from the ground, glowing with gurgling heat, and a slight touch could burn people.

On rare occasions when he was in a hurry, he grabbed my shoulder with an anxious expression on his face: "Do you know what the consequences will be if you do this?"

I smiled indifferently: "It's nothing more than being pushed off the Nirvana Stage and wiped out in ashes."

"Why?" His hands clenched more and more, the pain made me unable to maintain a smile on my face, his face was so close to me, so close that I only needed to lean forward a few inches to touch his lips.From Yu Ping to Ye Daishu, I didn't know how long I had waited for this moment. When he was unguarded, I did something that I had thought about day and night but never dared to do.

The moment I touched him, the life sacrifice ceremony had quietly ended, and his face was illuminated by the red light on the altar that went straight into the sky.I have admired this face for more than 400 years. At this moment, it turns into a breeze and a bright moon, illuminating the silence and nourishing a heart that has been so dry that it has cracked.

I used to love to say some words that didn't match my heart, and when I hugged others, I often said: This death is worth it.But when it was really time to say these words, I couldn't say anything.

A kiss as light as a feather can actually make the soul tremble.

"Ye Daishu, if this is all you want, I can satisfy you. You don't need to do these things to please me." Suddenly, he was like an awakened lion, roaring at me, even a rock-solid person would be moved When he said: "I don't need you to do these things to please me. Do you know what will be waiting for you once this matter is found out by Heavenly Court? How can you be such a shrewd person who doesn't even understand such a simple truth? Why is that..."

I covered his mouth: "Since you know what I want, then... come on."

After the roar, there is a frenzied bite——

I think of those nights in the county palace, the figure on the training ground is a ghost dancing in the night, attracting ghosts like me.It was snowing heavily outside, and the sound of the wind was like the cry of a widowed woman, which was chilling to hear, but there was stove smoke in the kitchen, and the air was filled with the smell of meat and wine.That kind of time is always like a dream, the longer the dream, the more lost you will be when you wake up, like borrowing from the hands of the devil, the more you borrow, the more reluctant you will be to pay back.

If he knew that I was Yu Ping now, would he still hold me tighter?

Everything I can perceive comes from the person behind me. In this perception, there is no pain of the body being stretched apart, only endless demands, and I want more and more every time, so that I can't wait to get this person Sewn inside, even though he hates me to the bone.

"Yangzhuo, Yangzhuo, Yangzhuo..." I called his name over and over again, but there was no response.

His focus and enthusiasm made me ignite a flame of hope in the bottom. However, from the moment I stepped into the royal tomb with him, this flame was destined to be blown by the wind until there were no sparks left.