debt repayment

"First, let the person who harmed me shatter and turn into ashes, and be reincarnated as a pig or dog; second, give me good luck, so that the little ghost can enjoy the pleasures of the world. Third, I will kill that bitch to ashes, so that he will never enter reincarnation."

Song Hui'an's voice pierced through the clouds and mist, and reached Quan Ying's own ears, echoing endlessly and lingering for a long time.This is not a voice from the avatar, but a prayer received by the gods.

This small ruined temple is his temple?

He carefully looked at the couplets on the wooden pillars on both sides of the statue. The engraved words had long lost their golden luster and were mostly covered by dust. Only a few pictures-like characters could be read vaguely.

It was written by a nomadic people in the east, and he recognized it.

This temple is dedicated to him, Dongfang Zhenming Emperor Quanying.

Speaking of Zhaohui Kingdom, it is at the junction of the southern land and the eastern land. Since ancient times, people of various ethnic groups with different beliefs have the habit of crossing the border and mixing together. Even though the current Zhaohui Kingdom believes in Emperor Xuanwen, it is difficult not to keep his temple. The southern soil was preserved.

He sneaked a glance at the dilapidated statue.Although the face of the statue is blurred and the nose has been gnawed away by mice, the body structure of the strong back and three heads and six arms is still very obvious. The artistic style is wild and unruly, rough and majestic. , so that he could not help but feel ashamed.

Maybe it's because the nomadic people's folk customs are tough, and even imagine him as a strong and tough image.

Xianjun Wen Zhao was well-read and memorized, and he knew who the temple worshiped at a glance, so he said with a smile: "Dijun, look at the three wishes of Mr. Song, how many of them can you manifest?"

But any wish made in the temple will be fed back to the god who is enshrined. As for whether the god will appear or not, it is another matter.Quan Ying is a master, and his skill in paddling and fishing is somewhat more exquisite than in martial arts. He has always seen big things, and ignored small things—the so-called big things refer to catastrophes that affect the people of the entire East, which are rare in a thousand years; He doesn't ask about little things like scuffles and parents' short stories.

As the saying goes, "Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature, this is the Tao." The Tao of Heaven determines all destiny. As a god, he must be fair and does not favor any living beings.

But Song Hui'an is different. The ghost Song Hui'an is Quan Ying's doom. The way of heaven is in his eyes, and he has to follow the will of heaven to repay the debt.And two of the three wishes were pressed on his head, and the three debts he owed were fulfilled.Love debts, wealth debts, and life-killing debts, Song Hui'an really hated him to the point of desperation.

Quan Ying said with a headache: "The first two are easy to talk about, but the last one is really impossible."

Yan Wen said: "This is very difficult. The emperor wants to repay the debt to get rid of Mr. Song's obsession, but he is not willing to die. How should the heaven judge?"

"Let's lie to him first, and give him a lot of advice, so that he can change his mind," he sighed, "I can't really kill myself, can I?"

Xiaodaotong still stood quietly in the temple, making no sound.Song Hui'an turned around and said, "Amu, did I scare you?"

"No, no," he shook his head, duplicity, "It's just that I'm also sad to see Brother Zhu in such pain."

Song Hui'an said with a wry smile: "Don't be afraid, I just can't swallow that breath. What a ghost, god, I am a ghost, how can I believe in gods, and besides, gods really heard my prayers, so I won't offer incense. No merit, a vicious ghost, how could he open his eyes to help me. I'll just talk about it verbally."

Just as Quan Ying breathed a sigh of relief, she heard Song Hui'an say, "I'd better do it myself! Ah Mu, did you bring a compass?"

"Yes, yes," Quan Ying took out a palm-sized compass from his sleeve, walked over and handed it to him, "Brother Zhu, where are we going?"

Song Hui'an looked at the compass with clear directions, and suddenly smiled and said, "Do the first thing I want to do."

A chill came over Quan Ying's heart.

"Brother Zhu, I, we are going... to seek revenge on your enemy?"

"Yes, I'll crush him to ashes. Just tonight."

Quan Ying's heart suddenly turned cold: "You, do you know where that person is?"

Song Hui'an patted his head, held a compass in one hand, and led him out with the other: "Of course I know. You come with me. Don't use any flying skills, let Brother Zhu take you for a ride."

Quan Ying was silent for a while, and said again: "Brother Zhu."

"Why," Song Hui'an said softly, "You don't want me to carry you?"

Quan Ying took out a talisman: "This is an invisibility talisman, it can hide ghost aura, Brother Zhu, you should take it with you, don't let ghost hunters notice."

Seeing his sincere eyes, Song Hui'an felt warm in his heart.This little boy is getting smarter and cuteer the more he looks at him, and he is also thoughtful and careful. It is best to be by his side as a companion.

When the two came outside the temple, the surrounding fields were dark and dull, except for a few residual stars in the sky.Song Hui'an just stood still and let out some ghost aura, which formed a puff of black smoke near the ground and led the two of them straight into the wild.

The black smoke quickly crossed the wilderness river, galloping at high speed, setting off countless vegetation.The strong wind was blowing in front of them, it was cold and painful, and the two people's clothes were flying and their hair was dancing.

Song Hui'an seems to have not enjoyed unrestrained freedom and joy for a long time. He transferred all the unrestrained happiness in the temple to running, driving the black smoke faster and faster, and looking from a distance is like a road that is so fast that people's eyes will faint. blast.

Countless tree shadows and mountains and rivers passed by his eyes, and there was an indomitable clarity in front of him, and he laughed heartily.Quan Ying felt apprehensive, and was about to persuade him, but seeing the almost crazy sneer on his face, she kept silent.Sitting upright in the Heavenly Palace, his main body also kept a close eye on the surroundings, for fear that some immortal disciples would collide with the two of them on the way.

Fortunately, the way of heaven was beautiful tonight, and the journey was unimpeded.Song Hui'an traveled all the way, and finally stopped in another wilderness hundreds of miles away.

Dry mountains and wild mountains, Feng Shui is rustling.Quan Ying felt the ghost beside him tremble all over, not sure if it was because of hatred or excitement.

He still said blankly, "Brother Zhu, where is the enemy here?"

Song Hui'an said lightly: "My enemy is dead, I said, I will crush him to ashes!"

After all, with a well-thought-out plan, he detoured to Shanyin with ease. There were countless rocks at the foot of the mountain.

Song Hui'an wandered around among the rocks and found a small hidden cave.The cave is extremely small, only wide and narrow for one person, and it is difficult for a slightly stronger adult to enter and exit.

Song Hui'an said happily, "This is it."

Seeing Quan Ying standing still a few steps away, he said again, "Amu, why don't you stay here and wait for me, and I'll go back as soon as I go."

Quan Ying said: "Brother Zhu, I'll be with you." But in fact, his heart was numb, and he was very afraid that Song Hui'an would go crazy halfway after entering the tomb and cause trouble again.

Yes, this is the real tomb of Song Huiming, one of his reincarnations.

Song Huiming was strict in politics and ruled, and pushed the Changming Kingdom to its heyday with a strong and iron-blooded wrist, but he was suspicious by nature, knowing that a wise and powerful emperor would only be worth a handful of loess in a hundred years. A tomb was left in the Mausoleum of Emperor Changming, and the real body was buried in a place far away from the mausoleum of the emperor. No monument was erected, no temple was built, and the people who came and went did not know who was buried in this mountain.

It's a pity that when the Miling was first built, the surrounding mountains and clear waters were still beautiful, and it was a treasure land of geomantic omen, but it's a pity that things have changed, and there is no beautiful scenery now.

As for why Song Hui'an not only knows this place, but is also very familiar with it?

This question is easy to answer, because this was originally a mausoleum prepared for Song Hui'an.

The two of them passed through the narrow hole and stepped into the narrow and dark long road. The ghost can just walk in without a light.Unexpectedly, the narrow passages of the underground palace are intricate and complicated. Even if Song Hui'an had seen the blueprints, he might not remember them completely after a thousand years.

The bricks and tiles and the long-accumulated dust fell down with a clatter, and turbid objects rose up, and there was a faint light in the underground palace, which was an ever-burning lamp with mermaid ointment.

Song Hui'an didn't care to watch the ever-burning lanterns and the gorgeous and quiet murals in the underground palace, his eyes were scarlet.Clusters of wind knives cut across, destroying most of the underground palace that had been built with the painstaking efforts of several generations of craftsmen, and countless broken walls collapsed, burying the broken murals.

The underground palace has been divided into nine layers inside and outside, and it has been opened up now.Quan Ying followed the murderous ghost into the central tomb, but saw two large golden coffins painted with gold and embedded with jade parked in the tomb.

The walls and ceiling of the tomb are full of brightly colored murals describing the achievements of the tomb owner and the story of his past life. Song Hui'an stopped at the entrance of the tomb and looked up at the ending of the monarch being led by a fairy class and ascending on a dragon. He was speechless for a long time.

The soft light of the luminous pearl quietly casts on the ground made of colorful glazed bricks, as if everything is the same as it was thousands of years ago.

Li Gui suddenly laughed sharply, almost mad, almost crying.

Song Hui'an laughed tremblingly. He didn't care about scaring his newly recognized brother behind him. He staggered to the main coffin in a drunken way. His hands turned into sharp claws involuntarily. Fragments of jewels and silk were scattered all over the ground like flowing water, which is enough to show the luxury of the owner of the tomb.

Li Gui pawed at the coffin, wishing he could tear everything apart, he let out a low growl, and tried his best to lift up the coffin board of the seventh coffin.

There was a dull corpse smell, and there were only neatly dressed human bones in the coffin, with jade cicadas in their mouths and beaded crowns on their heads.

The inner and outer coffins were well preserved, and there was no water, only a shallow layer of corpse fluid.The human bone has been left for a long time, and it has turned dark yellow.

Quan Ying looked at her own reincarnated bones, and she felt a shock in her heart. She didn't want Song Hui'an to bend down and press half of her body on the bones.

Li Gui held the head of the skeleton with a look of infatuation. He took a closer look at the empty eye sockets that were close at hand, then suddenly sullen, and pulled the head off!

"Bitch!"

The other end was thrown to the ground by him, and half of his head was broken with a "click".Song Hui'an grabbed the skull and shouted again: "Bitch! You caused me to lose all my luck and die a good death, and I won't let you die in peace! Since I can't strip you of your tendons and skin, and chop you into minced meat, I will I want to crush your ashes and scatter your ashes in the pigsty!"

He hugged the silent head, twisted his face, and roared: "I'm going to send you to the pigsty! Don't you come back to me? Or are you too scared to see me?! Song Huiming, You bitch!"

"Song Huiming——!"

Song Hui'an's eyes showed a fierce light, and the will-o'-the-wisp born from the sharp claws instantly burned the skull to ashes.He collected the ashes and stood there for a long time, unable to regain his senses, with his mouth half-opened and tears in his eyes.

He is completely like an avenger who has lost his mind, and suddenly his revenge has been avenged, and he has no direction to continue to exist.

Yan Wen said: "This Song Gongzi is really tough. Why are you showing fear, Emperor? The bones are ruined, so don't feel bad."

Quan Ying didn't answer, just stared at the coffin.

Hurry up and burn it together, don't open it.

He has a guilty conscience.

don't open don't open don't open!

It was not as good as he wished to be born Song Huiming.Li Gui looked at the rotten coffin that he had broken open, and the side coffin that was still intact, and said with a sneer, "Which empress is this for you? You love him so much that you don't put them in the concubine's mausoleum, but bring them here coming."

He approached the coffin, his sharp claws pierced into the coffin, and the coffin shattered.

"Also let me see what kind of god you, bitch, have taken a fancy to!"

Splinters of wood and pearls and jade fell one after another, until the ghosts felt the pain, the pain was so painful.

I saw that there were no bones in the inner coffin covered with bright yellow satin, only a silver sachet with nine colorful cloud patterns more than an inch in diameter lying quietly.

The sachet is one of the best in workmanship, and the chains and tassels connected in series are all made of gold thread and gold chains, which are immortal for thousands of years, and are full of Donggong artifacts.

That's his thing.

[The author has something to say: the first volume will be finished tomorrow.Please collect and recommend_(з」∠)_]