[Liu Li] I'm really a big guy

When Wu Zhiqi rushed to the bank of Wangchuan River, it was the first time he witnessed such a busy scene by the side of Wangchuan River.

Wangchuan has always been a place for the reincarnation of the dead. Before crossing the Wangchuan, every soul must drink a bowl of Wangchuan water and let go of the past.Regardless of whether you were rich or noble, powerful or rich, immortal or demon in your previous life, all of them will be reduced to nothingness on the banks of the River of Forgetfulness.This is the place where the reincarnation of the three realms is reincarnated. As long as you are allowed to reincarnate from all walks of life, you can come here.But as long as you get here, you will be protected by the order of the Three Realms.Wangchuan has also become the only place in the Three Realms that is not under the jurisdiction of anyone.

But there are too many ghosts reincarnated here from the Three Realms today.

Looking at the ghosts queuing up at the Wangchuan Ferry, Wu Zhiqi frowned.

It seems that the battle between the immortals and demons between Bo Lin and Luo Hou Jidu has seriously affected the balance of the Three Realms.

"Ren Huang! Ren Huang!!" Wu Zhiqi walked through the crowd of ghosts, looking around to find his target.If Ren Huang wants to find Yu Sifeng's soul, he must come here.

He had never been so embarrassed.But here, no matter how superb his Wuzhi Qi's mana is, he didn't dare to make mistakes, and could only endure the complaints from the ghosts of various families and continue looking for someone.

In the same situation as him, there is also Ren Huang.Even though she is the patron saint of the human world and has strong combat power, when she arrives in Wangchuan, she is bound by the order of the Three Realms and cannot act rashly.

Rumbling--

At this time, I don't know what kind of turmoil happened in the Three Realms, but it was directly implicated in Wangchuan, causing the earth to shake.The ghosts were already complaining because of the crowding, but such a shock directly alarmed them, causing the entire Wangchuan River to be full of ghosts and wolves howling.There are also those who have boarded the boat to cross the river of forgetfulness, and because of the shock, they fell into the river of forget River, and after a few times of ups and downs calling for help, they sank to the bottom of the river, becoming innocent souls who died in vain.

"Ren Huang!" In such a chaotic scene, Wu Zhiqi finally found Ren Huang who was stunned at the Wangchuan Ferry among the scattered ghosts.He stepped forward quickly and clamped her shoulders firmly, "Come on, it's too crowded here, accidents are prone to happen."

"I'm not leaving, I'm looking for Sifeng!" Ren Huang's expression cleared up for a moment, and then he fell into stubbornness again, "I haven't found him yet, so I can't leave."

Wu Zhiqi was very angry by her performance, and said angrily: "As long as the war between Bo Lin and Luo Hou Jidu does not end, the turmoil here will not stop!" The crowded ghosts tried to make the people in front of them recognize the reality with their own increased volume, "Look at these people, why did they die! Do you want Sifeng's reincarnation to be like this?!"

Hearing Si Feng's name, Ren Huang struggled slightly, but he hesitated for only a moment.She broke free from Wu Zhiqi's hand, there was no starlight in her dark pupils, and two words were coldly uttered from her lips: "Go away."

Rao Wuzhiqi, if he wanted to resist Ren Huang's coercion head-on, he had to weigh the consequences clearly.

It was when the two were in a stalemate, Wang Chuan felt the earthquake again because of the battle between the immortal and the demon.The earthquake this time was more intense and long-lasting than the previous ones. Ren Huang was standing by the Wangchuan River because of the crowd of ghosts, but he was caught off guard by the earthquake and his center of gravity was unstable. After shaking a few times, his foot slipped Fell into the surging river.

"Ren Huang——!!" Wu Zhiqi stood on the bank and yelled, but it was already too late.The river of Wangchuan was like the mouth of a ferocious beast, swallowing the fallen Ren Huang in one mouthful.

Wuzhiqi knew that if he was the emperor who was full of spiritual power in the past, it would be absolutely impossible for him to be swallowed by the river of Wangchuan.But the situation is different now. When he confronted her just now, he could sense the human emperor's spiritual flow like the end of a crossbow. It seems that he was seriously injured by Bo Lin on Shaoyang Mountain and has not recovered yet.

The earthquake hadn't stopped yet, but the Wangchuan River, which had engulfed the ancient fairy, suddenly calmed down.

what happened?Wuzhi Qi was startled.

dong dong.

dong dong.

Wuzhi Qi stroked his chest, feeling the abnormal restlessness of his heartbeat.

This feeling... is like the excitement and uneasiness he felt when he met Luo Hou Kedu for the first time.But at this moment, this situation is even worse than then.

Something terrible is about to be born!

***

If he hadn't fallen into the Wangchuan River, Ren Huang would never have known how cold the Wangchuan River was.

She originally thought that if she fell into the Wangchuan River, she would either be melted away like other ghosts, or she would be able to keep her golden body and go out again.

But in her current situation, it was clearly neither.

She was floating in the water, ups and downs, without direction.

The flesh and blood on his body was slowly melted by the omnipotent water of Wangchuan.She felt no pain at all.On the contrary, she felt a sense of relief beyond the mortal body, as if... her soul did not belong to this body, but was trapped by this body.

Anyway, in the world above, she couldn't find Sifeng, maybe it's okay to just sink here like this.

Just thinking about it, she suddenly heard an old voice calling her from the bottom of the river.

"You Ying—"

"Or……"

"Human Emperor—"

It was Nuwa's voice.

Ren Huang opened his eyes, and saw a little starlight flickering at the end of the darkness below him like a bottomless pit.

But why did Nuwa call her Youying?

Ren Huang didn't realize that the water flow in his body was already quite uneasy because he heard the name.

She relaxed her body, allowing her to sink precariously.

In the pitch-black bottom of the river, there was only that ray of light guiding her forward.The lower she sank, the more difficult it was for her to breathe.Some messy fragments also began to flash frequently in my mind, some were sounds, some were messy scenes.But the closer she got to that light, the more she felt she would trigger some unexplored truth.

Until he reached the place where the light was, Ren Huang felt as if someone had strangled his neck and couldn't breathe at all.But the only remaining will repeatedly conveyed the instruction to the body to caress the light, so she could raise her arm and desperately wanted to hold the light.

What the hell is it?

The moment she held it, she could even feel that fist-sized thing was soft and still warm, beating in her hand.

This is--? !She already had a bad answer in her mind.

"This is your heart." In the darkness, that old voice came faintly, "You are not a human emperor..."

——You are Youying.

At the moment when the name was called, the object in his hand seemed to break free from the shackles that had entangled him for several years, and burst into bright light.

Ren Huang's eyes ached from the light, but the constant strength in her chest allowed her to confirm that everything in front of her was completely real.

It took only a moment for the heart to return to its original position, the light disappeared, and the last string of bells on Ren Huang's ankle was also shattered.

The last shackle was lifted, and all memories and truths were unfolded in front of Ren Huang like a scroll.

***

Pangu opened the heaven and the earth, the clear air rose, and the turbid air deposited, and then it became the heaven and the earth.The universe is stable, and the god Pan Gu perishes.His breath becomes wind and cloud, his voice becomes thunder, his limbs become mountains and rivers, and his blood becomes rivers, lakes and seas.

And its eyes turned into twin brothers and sisters who guard the yin and yang of the universe-Taiyang Zhuzhao and Taiyin Youying.

They are the first gods born in this world.

After that, all things prospered, and many creatures, such as Fuxi and Nuwa, absorbed the aura between heaven and earth and came into being.Fuxi created gossip, set up the heavens, and eliminated evil things; Nuwa covered all things, and made people out of the earth. This is the beginning of the Three Realms.

Brother and sister Zhuzhao retreated to Kunlun Mountains, drew a clear line between gods and humans, and agreed not to communicate with each other.

Until Gonggong angrily touches Buzhou Mountain, the sky collapses and the earth sinks.Nuwa went to Kunlun Mountain to ask for five-color stones, and the gods who never showed up in the past got a little news.

After the catastrophe of heaven and earth, the human world regained its former peace.

Nuwa has attracted a large number of believers because of her great achievements in mending the sky.In the Wahuang Palace where people come and go, countless people knelt piously in the palace and repeatedly told the god statue their prayers.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, a dirty hand touched the fruit on the altar, and took it away while no one was looking.

In the next second, several guards guarding the gate of the hall noticed that they were beaten a few times, but they still ran around bouncing around.

"Smelly brat! How dare you steal the tribute we offered to Nuwa Empress! How dare you!" It was not the first day that the villagers found out that the food in the temple had been stolen, and naturally they didn't take a good look at this blasphemous brat.

The little beggar who was scolded was not angry either, she nimbly climbed up to the altar, stood beside the golden statue of Nuwa and took a big bite of the fruit in her hand, with a crisp sound, the juice overflowed: "Isn't it just eating a piece of fruit?" Fruit, what’s the big deal. It’s just a sculpture, so I can’t eat it at all. Look at me standing next to her to eat, but she didn’t appear to punish me, why are you so anxious!”

After being made such a fuss by her, the people in the hall surrounded her, chirping and calling her to come down.

Hearing her words, the leading villager showed no repentance, and was so angry that his beard and eyebrows flew straight: "Stinky girl! How dare you play wild in Wahuang Temple! I think you are impatient to live! Come down! You See how I deal with you!"

"Oh, it's so scary! I'm so scared!" The little beggar swallowed the last bite of the fruit, patted his chest pretending to be afraid, threw out the fruit core with a smile, and smashed it precisely on the ground. On the head of an old man, "You said you were going to beat me up, and you are an idiot! If you have the ability, you can beat this idol together! Come on, come on!"

"You!" The uncle rolled his eyes so angry that he almost fainted.

The other bystanders either scolded or persuaded the little beggar to go down quickly and not pollute the temple, otherwise Nuwa would not appear.

"Hey, let me tell you, it's useless to worship here. Your Nuwa Empress is so busy, how can she have time to show her spirit here. You should live by your own efforts." She sat cross-legged next to the statue, As if teaching a child, "There are also these tributes that you donated to the gods. They are also spoiled. It is such a waste. Why don't you give them to me. I am a living person. Don't I need these more than this statue?" A piece of pastry on the tribute plate was stuffed into his mouth, and he added indistinctly.

There was nothing anyone could do about her rascal behavior. A group of people chattered for a long time below, and then they heard a shout outside the hall, "The High Priest is here", and the people in the hall fell silent and took the initiative to open a passage that was big enough for one person to pass through.

The little beggar sat beside the god statue unmoved, put the pastry crumbs on his fingers on the corner of his clothes, and raised his eyes to see a scepter outside the hall door first fell to the ground inside the hall.Immediately afterwards, a thin figure in a white sacrificial robe came into view.

The bell on the scepter swayed slightly with his steps, making a tinkling sound.Ru Mo's hair was bundled up by silver-white senior executives, and the corners of the slightly raised phoenix eyes were lightly dotted with two silver beads.

"What happened?" The visitor glanced at the messy hall and asked in a deep voice.

Hearing the crowd around the side chattering to restore the scene just now, the man slowly raised his head and looked at the little beggar sitting cross-legged on the altar.

After a while, he finally said, "It's okay, let her eat."

This sentence immediately caused people to explode: "High Priest! This! This is not polite!"

The young man who was called the high priest turned to look at the dissatisfied people behind him, and tapped the floor tiles twice with his scepter to stop the increasingly heated questioning.His tone was light, like an emotionless skin: "When I was appointed as the high priest, I gave it to Empress Nuwa. Empress Nuwa is compassionate, and she will definitely not care that these tributes are taken by people in need." Let’s go. Not only that, if anyone has difficulties in the future, they can come to Wahuang Temple to take tribute to satisfy their hunger. This is the way to seek the well-being of the human world.”

The high priest is personally selected and appointed by the gods, and his orders are the orders of the gods.So although his words were difficult to understand, everyone chose to accept them.

After the matter is dealt with, there is no need for other people to gather in the hall, and they will disperse when it is time to disperse.Only a few servants who served the Wahuang Palace stayed behind to clean up the Wahuang Palace, which was covered with chicken feathers.

No one noticed when and how the little beggar who was sitting on the altar generously before left.

After nightfall, the Wahuang Temple is so quiet that only the chirping of insects can be heard.

"I thought that the high priests appointed by Nuwa were all old men, but I didn't expect there to be such a handsome young man as you."

It was late at night, and the sound of conversation from the high priest's room did not disturb anyone's rest.But if someone paid a little attention, they would find that the person sitting in the high priest's room drinking tea at this moment was just a little beggar who was playing around in the temple during the day.

The high priest who had his spirit veins sealed raised his eyelids, looked at the little beggar who was pouring tea for him in his spare time, calmly and without extra emotion: "What do you want to do?"

The little beggar took a sip of the tea in the tea bowl, and approached with a smile: "It's nothing, I just think you are very interesting. You obviously didn't receive any orders from Nuwa, but you tricked the villagers into saying that it was from Nuwa, What on earth are you thinking?"

The high priest was stunned imperceptibly, and looked at the little beggar with rare sharp eyes: "How did you know that I didn't have the instruction of the Empress Nuwa?"

The little beggar spread his hands together: "I just know."

Knowing that she couldn't get the answer she wanted from the other party's mouth, the high priest didn't plan to ask any more questions, but only answered other questions she asked before: "I just think what you said is right, instead of letting those tributes stand in front of the statue Let it rot, it’s better to give it to those who need it more.”

"Oh?" Hearing this, the little beggar uttered a tone of eccentricity, "Aren't you afraid that Nu Wa will punish you?"

The high priest lowered his eyes, thought for a long time, and then opened his mouth softly: "If my punishment can bring more people alive, what's the fear even if I commit a crime?"

This time it was the little beggar who was silent.

In the end, it turned into a laughing voice: "You are really a strange person. You obviously don't believe in God at all, but you come to be some kind of high priest. A person like you, staying here, isn't it boring?"

The little beggar felt that his question had reached the heart of the high priest just right.

Nuwa's high priest was selected from birth, that is to say, after he was separated from his mother's womb, he was sent to the Wahuang Temple for education when he was still in his infancy.From now on, there is only one thing to do in his world, and that is to serve Nuwa.

"My existence is to do these things, and it's not boring."

But this person in front of him obviously doesn't have any admiration for Nuwa, yet he just wants to be locked up in this tiny place, doing things he doesn't like at all.

The little beggar stared at the incomparably handsome young man in front of him, and snapped his fingers in the suspicious eyes of the other party.

The next day, word spread throughout the city.

Their high priest is missing.

The author has something to say:

Write some past events XD

I'm too lazy to divide chapters, so I'll finish it in one breath~

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Trigger the branch plot: Memories of Youying.

Ren Huang is Youying, and Sifeng (Xixuan) was the High Priest of Menhulu in his previous life, so there is no need to doubt it.