Beautiful senior brother can never be enchanted

With a puff, the dry firewood placed under the copper tripod started to burn, and the sound of sizzling and roasting meat soon came from inside. Even if you don't have to see it with your own eyes, you can imagine what's going on inside the tripod .

Luo Yueming's first reaction was to save someone, but before he could make a move, everything around him changed drastically.

The dilapidated house gradually took on a new look. The weeds in the yard disappeared, and the traces of wind and rain erosion on the copper tripod gradually disappeared, and the color became brighter.There was some noise around, and when the wind blew, there was an indescribable smell on the face.Indescribably smoky.

Luo Yueming thought that she had come to the crematorium, but in fact she was still standing in the courtyard, standing side by side with the elder brother, the two of them were tall and tall.

Many people gathered around, all of them dressed in black robes and heavy cloaks, their expressions were very numb.A long ladder stood against the bronze tripod, on which a man with a ferocious animal face was holding a cane covered with white flowers in one hand, and a dark wooden box in the other.

A belt made of copper coins was wrapped around the waist. He was chanting words. The copper tripod was burning red in a short while, and there was a heat wave, and the wind helped the fire.

"What... is this for? Exorcism, or... some kind of sorcery?"

Luo Yueming murmured to himself in a low voice, seeing this wave of people chattering, he felt that his mind was not clear.The heat wave blew over everyone's faces, all of them were expressionless.

They are human beings, but they are not like human beings. Everyone's face is pale.It's like eating a dead child, people can't tell the horror when they look at them, they just feel that their blood is cold, no different from the beasts that drink blood.

A group of children suddenly pulled over from the corner gate, all dressed in white, with bright red paper on their faces, like paper-made dolls, with shackles on their wrists, and they looked about six or seven years old.There are still milk dumplings, whoever is at home is like a baby.

At this moment, Kong Wu's powerful man grabbed his arm and dragged him out. There was someone standing behind him, waving a whip in his hand. Anyone who dared to cry loudly would be hit with a whip.

Luo Yueming couldn't see others bullying Hua Guduo in the cultivation world like this, otherwise there would be no future, so she hurriedly stepped forward to stop her: "Stop! Let go of these children!"

But it's useless, these scenes have remained here for more than ten years.There is no way to recover.

Just as he was talking, a child was pinched up, and then stepped onto the long ladder. Regardless of the child's desperate crying and struggling, he was thrown into the red-hot copper tripod mercilessly. The child was burned by the scorching copper cauldron, and rolled over and over in pain. The clothes on his body were burnt into pieces in an instant, and the flesh stuck to the cauldron wall. With the rolling action, large pieces of flesh and blood were torn off... …

Luo Yueming's stomach was full of nausea, and he really didn't understand what kind of evil he was doing. Why did he throw a good child into a red-hot copper tripod?

"This is praying for rain. It was one of the sorcery in the cultivation world many years ago. It was widely circulated in remote areas. At that time, the world was in great trouble. Corpses floated for thousands of miles, and the people were in dire straits. I was young at the time. If Jianzong is wandering in the world, he is also one of them."

Xie Shuanghua explained abruptly, as if recalling something that had caused him so much pain, even his voice began to tremble, "When I was young, there was a year of severe drought in the world, the crops had no harvest, and all the flowers, plants and trees died overnight. , the earth dried up and cracked deep ravines. Wherever they went, chickens and dogs were restless."

Luo Yueming let out a "huh", not knowing about this, and asked: "What happened later?"

"Later, after Master learned about this, he led me down the mountain to find out why. At that time, the world was like a prison, and corpses were everywhere. Some evil cultivators took advantage of the chaos and spread rumors in the world, saying that there was a disaster in the world. Into the world. The child's flesh and blood must be thrown into a red-hot copper tripod, roasted to ashes, and then sprinkled on the world, so that you can pray for rain from God."

Luo Yueming secretly scolded the feudal superstition for killing people, God doesn't rain, what's the matter with these innocent children?

To sacrifice other people's lives to the heavens, since everyone is so righteous, why don't they die by themselves to benefit all people?It turns out that there are tens of thousands of "spiritual texts" in the world, and they keep talking about "justice" and "the way", but in fact they are only satisfying their own selfishness, and wantonly trampling the lives of others under their feet.

Maybe afterwards, they will feel pain and remorse, and they will repent for the rest of their lives, but if it happens again, these people will still not be merciful.Because "survival" is their nature.

Using other people's lives in exchange for a glimmer of life for oneself seems to have been deeply rooted in everyone's heart.

Luo Yueming never fantasized about being a hero or a savior.I never thought of myself as a great person.

His goal from the beginning to the end was just to save the elder brother from the sea of ​​suffering. Now, the blood in his chest is burning wildly, and saving the common people seems to have become the mission on his shoulders.

Even if he wasn't ready, reality had pushed them forward.

Vaguely, Luo Yueming could sense that more things would happen in the future, and the world would soon be ruined again.And what he should do is not to have a shameless love with his senior brother every day and night, but to stand up and defend the land under his feet.

"Yueming, that year, there was a cry of a child in Master's hall, and the little junior sister was born."

Xie Shuanghua's voice sounded a little ethereal, and the surroundings quickly resurfaced the horrors of the original world, piles of corpses, rivers of blood, dry and cracked ground, destroyed houses, and the smell of corpses in the air. Huge crematorium.

"I was young at the time, and I only knew that Master brought back a child from outside that year and claimed to be his daughter. I have never met Master's wife, and I never knew that Master would have a child."

Luo Yueming: Not biological.

Xie Shuanghua: "Later, Master devoted himself to taking care of the little junior sister in the palace, and rarely came out of the mountain again. It's just that the world of comprehension is spreading rumors that Master gave birth to a child with a demon girl from the demon world."

Luo Yueming also remembered this when she read the article at the beginning, but it is impossible to figure out who this "demon girl" is. No one knows how Liu Yijing was born, maybe she jumped out of a crack in a rock. It can be seen.

Anyway, that's how the world of comprehension spreads word of mouth.Passed on miraculously, as if they all saw it with their own eyes.

It has to be said that Liu Yijing's existence is a stain on Master Liu's life, because until today, he still hasn't been able to wash it away.

But Grandmaster Liu didn't seem to care about this, anyway, no one dared to say it in front of him.

Luo Yueming had a toothache and said, "Then senior brother, have you ever seen the master getting close to any woman?"

Xie Shuanghua shook his head and said: "I have never seen it before. Master never likes to get close to others, not to mention women, even men, Master is also disgusted in every possible way."

"for example?"

"I."

"..." Luo Yueming's expression froze for a moment, "I'm sorry!"

Xie Shuanghua: "It's okay."

"Eldest brother, I like you!"

Xie Shuanghua smiled and said, "I know."

So in other words, there is no way to find out who Liu Yijing's mother is, but I don't know who was the first to spread the rumors. Although most of the rumors are not credible, there must be something hidden in it. , which they do not know.

"Junior Junior Sister has incomplete six senses and has been unable to cultivate immortality since she was a child. Master never taught her any spells. I don't have high requirements for Junior Junior Sister. Just let her not go down the mountain and cause trouble."

When Xie Shuanghua talked about the past, his expression was still quite obscure, perhaps because he remembered how he was scolded by his master in every possible way when he was young, and after several life and death, his blood and tears still remained on the long steps leading to the Heavenly Sword Sect .

Looking back now, it was just a bright red imprint that could never be let go or dissipated. In a sense, Luo Yueming was his only salvation in this life, and also one of his few sweetnesses.

He was the one who tossed and turned sleeplessly every night, lost his mind, and would rather betray his teacher, bear the infamy and be safe.

When the two of them came back to their senses again, the scene in front of them had already disappeared inch by inch. Luo Yueming climbed up the long ladder and glanced down, and saw that the ghost mother-in-law had already turned into a pile of bones.That palm also turned into bones, curled up four fingers, and pointed towards a certain room.

Luo Yueming couldn't help but sighed, and climbed down the long ladder again.Now that Liu Yijing's life experience has been involved, everything that follows seems to be God's will in the dark.

This ruined city is full of weirdness everywhere, without any vitality, and it seems that no one has been here for many years.There are cobwebs everywhere.

Luo Yueming pushed the door open with one foot, raised the sword and picked the spider web to the side, and saw a dilapidated ancestral hall, and on the blue-gray high platform, there was a mess of spiritual cards.

There is also a copper bed in the center of the ancestral hall, which is covered with reddish-brown dirt, and there is a pile of white bones on it, tightly wrapped with iron chains.

Luo Yueming didn't have the habit of going wild in other people's ancestral halls. She was planning to leave, but when she turned around, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a shadow standing by the door. When she looked carefully, the shadow flashed past again, as if it was just an illusion .

Xie Shuanghua whispered: "Yueming, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I just think this copper bed is weird, who would build such a big bed, and tie people to it with iron chains."

With swords in both arms, Luo Yueming walked around the copper bed slowly, and saw that the skeleton of this white bone was slender, and the hands and feet were relatively small. Looking at the teeth and skull, it should be a young woman.

It's just that I don't know why, outside they are killing people for benevolence and offering sacrifices to the sky to raise rain, but there is still a woman bound inside.