The strange story of Huai'an Inn

Chong Liu was trapped between Zhu Helan's warm and firm arms, feeling the vivid heat of the turbulent blood and the breath that was in full bloom.Zhu Helan held him tightly, almost rubbing him into her chest, stuffing him between her ribs and heart, keeping him well, never to be separated again.

This hug was similar to but different from the one after Chong Liu was almost hacked to death by a lunatic last time.

This one, it is as if all the cover, all the hesitation and pretense have been torn off, and there is no longer any restraint and doubt.

For a short moment, Chong Liu felt that time seemed to stand still.His consciousness extended that moment infinitely, and buried his face between the shopkeeper's neck and hair.

"I won't let you leave my side again." Zhu Helan whispered in his ear, like a sigh, like an oath, the voice was very soft, but every word was precious.

Buried on his beating pulse, Chong Liu couldn't help grinning, and quietly responded, "Really? You won't regret it again, will you?"

"I didn't regret it at first... I'm just old and hesitant." Zhu Helan's hand gently stroked Chong Liu's hair scattered on the back, and his voice seemed to come from the depths of his chest, with a hint of a smile, "Forgive me Old man."

This was the first time he heard the shopkeeper claiming to be an old man, and Chong Liu burst out laughing.

At this time, Yuanchu had stepped on his sword through the crystal sea and landed near the two of them.He saw Chong Liu and Zhu Helan hugging tightly, and for a moment he didn't know where to put his eyes.

He could feel that the relationship between Chongliu and Zhu Helan was not just the relationship between the boss and the buddy.

Ever since he became a disciple of Wusheng Daoist of the Daluo Sect when he was a child, he devoted himself to cultivating Taoism and determined to help the world. He never considered the relationship between a man and a woman, let alone the relationship between two men, even in the most enlightened dynasty. Emotions that most people view as taboo.Such "scandalous incidents" are strictly prohibited in the sect, whether it is between the same sect or with people in the world, once found out, they will be removed from the title.

But why do Guan Chongliu and Zhu Helan seem to not care what the people around them think?Why did he not feel the strong disgust and nausea that Master showed when he mentioned this kind of behavior when he saw the two of them hugging each other tightly?Even... a little moved and yearning...

Master hates Zhu Helan so much, does it have something to do with Zhu Helan's inclination in this regard?

Yuanchu cleared his throat.The two embracing seemed to suddenly realize that the crisis had not passed, and they separated immediately.Chong Liu explained to Zhu Helan, "Yuanchu found me first, and I was able to find you thanks to him leading the way with Di Chi."

Zhu Helan nodded slightly to Yuanchu, "Thanks to you this time."

"The shopkeeper is polite. How is my master?" Yuanchu's eyes chased the motionless figure standing beside Yuantang in the distance.At this time, Liu Sheng and Xu Hanke were approaching the real Wusheng cautiously along the edge of Yuantang, shouting something loudly.But Wusheng Daoist didn't move.

Zhu Helan frowned, and said, "According to my observation of your master during this journey, there is indeed a slight strangeness in his Dao Qi, and a slight change in his temperament. Did any accidents happen to him during his retreat? Or...has he ever mentioned to you what the Qingxuan God he saw in meditation looked like?"

Yuanchu shook his head and said, "Master doesn't like us to ask questions more and more in recent years, so everyone try not to disturb him."

Zhu Helan said solemnly, "I suspect that his spiritual consciousness has been invaded. The big hermit hides in the city, and the big filth hides in the Tao. Someone disguised the filth as the Tao and eroded his spirit."

Yuanchu's heart skipped a beat.

It's not that he hasn't had this kind of speculation... It's just that this kind of thinking is too rebellious, and he doesn't dare to think about it.But seeing the tragedies caused by the spells with his own eyes, he had no choice but to doubt.

"I have to take him back...the master must have a way to save him!" Yuanchu said and sacrificed his sword, and when he was about to leave quickly, Zhu Helan said again, "You have to be careful, now he is in these crystals and Under the influence of Yuantang, I'm afraid it will be even more unstable. Don't contact him rashly."

"I'll be careful!" After Yuanchu finished speaking, he stepped on the sword and galloped over.

"Shall we go there too?" Chong Liu hesitated, "The things in the pool outside are probably made by my master from the source soup. I really don't know what it is."

Zhu Helan looked seriously at the entanglement and anxiety hidden in Chong Liu's expression, "Yuantang...was taken out by the ancients from the world dominated by filth. It is alive. If it is guided through extremely complex and precise, it can create...anything .whether alive or dead."

Like crystals... like... monsters that look like people.

Zhu Helan paused, and continued, "Actually, I don't understand this thing very well."

Chong Liu was stunned, "You understand?"

"Yuantang is the name given to it by the Xinglao people. In fact, it should be a piece of meat that fell from the mother of all things, and it is a part of the mother of all things. Not only did the Xinglao people have Yuantang in their hands, I The Gushe tribe who was born... also found similar things in Gushe Mountain at that time. But the relics of the mother god we found are somewhat different from this piece of source soup, so I couldn't be sure at first... But now it seems that their The rules of operation are similar.

The seeds of the locust tree are the cubs that were born naturally without guidance from the relics of the mother god found in Gushe Mountain, and are completely produced by the mother god herself.

If other filthy gods combine part of the filth with the mother god's filth, the offspring of the two gods will be created, which is completely different from the cub.

Even if there are no other gods of filth injected into filth, if a race like the Xinglao Clan with sufficient wisdom and craftsmanship has developed a method to guide Yuantang, it can create a god that is self-produced with the mother god and combined with other gods. Different products.For example, Xinglao Crystal. "

Chong Liu's mind was buzzing.

Yuan Tang fell from the body of the Goddess of All Things... The substance in that pool was made from Yuan Tang.

And he...was born from that pool...

But what does all this have to do with Master?

Did Master use some method to guide that piece of Yuantang?

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Yuanchu quickly approached Yuantang, and the scene in front of him was magnificent and strange.

The churning thick blue mucus seemed to have a life of its own, constantly agitating and breathing, sometimes branching out with weird sharp corners, and sometimes sinking downwards to form a wriggling vortex.In the change of luster, incomprehensible and indescribable colors flashed and passed away, like a thorn penetrating from the eyes to the brain.

After watching for a long time, the whole consciousness is inexplicably attracted to the mysterious mucus, and the sight seems to be stuck, unable to persuade the will to control the sight to shift elsewhere.

The soul seems to have been taken away.

Yuanchu suddenly realized that he was also standing by the pool and lost his mind for a while.When did he get to the pool?When did it fall?Why can't I remember at all.

Not far in front of him, Liu Sheng was yelling something to him, but it was difficult for him to concentrate.The blue lake of slime kept sucking his attention, making it difficult for him to get out of his mind to understand Liu Sheng's words.

This is... the power of Yuantang?

"Are you also a Da Luo sect disciple?!" Liu Sheng asked loudly.

Yuan Chu hurriedly nodded, pinched his arm hard, and then came back to his senses.He strode towards Liu Sheng and Xu Hanke, who were frightened, and asked, "What's wrong with my master?"

Xu Hanke said, "There is something wrong with him. No matter how we call him, he doesn't respond."

Yuanchu raised his head, and he could already clearly see the face of the real Wusheng.

The originally solemn and holy face was now shrouded in a ghostly blue light, and his eyes were as big as copper bells, as if they were about to jump out of their sockets.His whole body seemed to be immobilized, but his lips kept moving rapidly.The words that flowed out of his mouth were blurred into a ball, and the tone was straight without fluctuations, as if he was chanting scriptures, and seemed to be cursing.

"Listen, he seems to be talking about something all the time, but we can't understand." Xu Hanke's tone was tense, "Can you understand?"

Yuanchu cautiously and slowly approached the real Wusheng, Wusheng didn't respond to the first dozen or so "Master? Master".But when Yuanchu was less than five steps away from him, his head suddenly turned to him stiffly, his eyes were still wide open, but his mouth formed a weird and exaggerated smile.

"I saw it, I saw the truth, I saw the future!"

Yuanchu only felt that Master's expression and tone made him creepy, and he said in a trembling voice, "Master! What are you talking about!"

"Bugs...we are all bugs! We can't stop it, no one can stop it." Wusheng said, with a smile on his face, but tears streaming from his eyes, "Everything is meaningless, our existence, every day The existence of a person has no meaning. We can only...accept their arrival and become a part of them!"

After speaking, he suddenly roared out a word that Yuanchu couldn't understand at all from his throat.Accompanied by this word, all the motionless Da Luo faction brothers standing beside Yuantang suddenly jumped forward at the same time, and their entire bodies were submerged in Yuantang.

Their flesh and skin quickly disintegrated, and their bones also completely disintegrated piece by piece.Their eyeballs, brains, hearts, liver, spleen and lungs all floated out and floated on the turbulent water.The whole process was silent, not even a scream.

Yuanchu was completely stunned.

"No!!! Junior brother!!!"

He could only watch helplessly as his familiar face twisted and melted in the pool water, and the bodies filled with Dao Qi quickly dissipated.

And the pool water also changed at this time.

These disciples grew up in the holy land filled with dao qi since they were young, especially those high-achieving disciples who escaped the evil swelling and survived. They have all cultivated to the sober state, and their mortal bodies have begun to be transformed by the pure dao qi.Because of this, unholy creatures usually react violently and unkindly to advanced alchemists.

These disciples were like water, jumping into the huge "oil pot" of Yuantang, which was pure and filthy.

In an instant, from where the alchemists had melted, the water in the pool began to freeze and cool rapidly, forming something fleshy and dark.Ominous threads of blood permeated through the sticky pieces of meat, simmering under the floating lumps of meat, vibrating restlessly.The ground began to shake violently, and the fire-like red pierced through the flesh and shot into the air.

Master Wusheng laughed and was about to jump in, but Yuanchu rushed forward and hugged him.

But even without Wusheng Daoist, Yuan Tang would have completely changed.Xu Hanke and Liu Sheng were shocked and wanted to flee in a hurry.

And Zhu Helan, who was still a short distance away from Yuantang, said to Zhong Liudao in shock, "Oh no, Yuantang is going to explode!"