Heavenly Confidential

Everyone says that the eighteen floors of purgatory in the underworld are torments. There are ten halls of Hades, black and white evil spirits, mountains of knives and sea of ​​fire, and roads of oil pans and ice. It is the most eerie place.We must admit this, but only to those of us mortals who have never seen the world.Because we are not Liu Yanchang, we were not so lucky to enter the Temple of the True Monarch as a mortal, and we were lucky enough to stay in the frightening cell of the Temple of the True Monarch in the legend.I have to say that he is really blessed, although it is really not a good place...

Legend has it that there are only two kinds of people who can enter the prison cell of the Zhenjun Temple: one is Yang Jian's relatives and friends, who visit for free.That is, the kind of person who can be ignored.And the other is the great devil who is so wicked that he has endangered the harmony of the Three Realms! (Liu Yanchang said that he is a wonderful flower...) According to legend, the hostility of the prison cell of the Temple of the True Monarch is comparable to the three-pointed double-edged knife in Yang Jian's hands.According to legend, the prison cell of the Zhenjun Temple has the most complete and cruelest torture instruments in the Three Realms. After a set of punishments, no matter whether it is a big Luo Jinxian or a mortal ghost, they can only kneel down and beg for mercy. (For specific examples and characters, please refer to Fighting the Buddha, the envoy of the Jingtan Temple and Liu Yanchang in the Gaitiantiao period...)

In short, the prison cell of the Temple of the True Monarch is a very terrifying place in the hearts of the people of the Three Realms.In this regard, Lord Zhenjun said that it is not the prison cell itself that is terrible, but people's fear and imagination make it terrible.As a matter of fact, apart from the inevitable torture of the three appealing persons, the Temple of the True Monarch basically uses mental cold violence against them, such as being placed on a high rack the fire cloud...

There are all kinds of torture instruments in the entire cell just like in the legend, but Huo Yun said that she is not afraid of those unique torture instruments. The only thing she is afraid of now is that Yang Jian has forgotten her...

That's right, since the last time he made a fuss at the Zhenjun Temple and was taken into this cell again, not to mention Yang Jian, not even a heavenly soldier has appeared in this cell!Huo Yun took a deep breath of the not-so-fresh air, and the room was full of expressions inwardly vomited: What are you doing? !Even if the gods have the technique of bigu, it doesn't really mean that they don't even have a food delivery person, right? !Just bring some water!Just take a breather if you don't bring water, and prove that you really haven't forgotten about me!If you want to kill or cut, can you have a good time? !Is it interesting to hang around like this all the time? !

"Is your name Huoyun?!" An ethereal voice suddenly echoed in the prison cell, and at the same time as the message 'it's hallucination' popped out of Huoyun's mind, a half-faced man with a red face collided with a smile on his lips. Into her eyes, the man's voice was hoarse, and there was a touch of warmth in his breath.The reason why Huoyun can feel so deeply is that they are too close!Huo Yun looked at the eyelashes that had almost reached his face on those sea-like pupils, feeling flustered for a while, how could there be such long eyelashes in this world? !Deeply aware of the inappropriate distance between them now, Huo Yun cleared his throat hard, "That...that, can you stay away from me?!"

"It's okay, your shelf is really too high, and it's uncomfortable for me to stand in the air!" Eleven Langte readily agreed, then thought about his own image, and added, "Hey, I mean we It’s really inconvenient to chat! It’s better for us to talk on the ground.” After finding a step for himself, Eleven Lang landed slowly like a whirlwind. The bright red robe fluttered in a special mood, and suddenly he saw his sleeve robe With a wave of his sleeve, the breeze blows on his face, and Huo Yun feels that he is lightly leaving his body. "There is a spell cast on the rack, and I can only help you leave your soul for half an hour. Time is limited, so I won't beat around the bush. I'm here to fulfill Zishan's last wish."

"What did you say?!"

Eleven Lang neatly phantom Zi Shan's body, and gently sent it to Huo Yun's feet. Of course, during this process, he took a few sneak peeks at Huo Yun who was standing there in a daze, and found that the girl was so strong standing there. Well, there's no point in crying at all.Eleven Lang secretly sighed, why is the girl's psychological quality so good now, the dead body of her sweetheart is in front of her eyes, she doesn't feel sad at all...

In fact, this is really wronging Huoyun. It's not that she is not sad, but that she can't accept the current situation at all!Looking at Zishan lying at her feet, she felt deeply in her heart that she must have had the legendary hallucination because she was imprisoned for too long...

Quietly walked to Zi Shan's side, squatted down, Huo Yun heard his erratic voice: "What's wrong with him?"

Obviously, his current condition is that the primordial spirit is absent for the gods. In the mortal world, it is said that he has lost his soul, commonly known as dead.Eleventh Lang really wanted to say this, but for his ulterior motives and to maintain his legendary image, Eleventh Lang controlled his uncertain mouth and said affectionately: "Azusa Mountain's The primordial spirit was left in the 'passing water'."

"It's 'Passing Water and Years' again." Huo Yun seemed to understand something, clenched his fists tightly, and roared in a low voice, "Why is it him again?! Why can't he let Zishan go?! Why?!"

Because it wasn't Dongyue Emperor who did it.Eleven Lang answered Huo Yun's question silently in his heart.

Looking at Zishan who seemed to be in a deep sleep, Huoyun stretched out her hand unconsciously. She wanted to touch Zishan's face, but the weak primordial spirit made her unable to touch it anyway. This might be the distance between them. The separation has been doomed since thousands of years ago.After a long time, Huo Yun seemed to have calmed down a bit, and looked up at Shi Shi Lang with a cold look in his eyes: "Who are you?"

"I'm Manzhu Shahua God." Eleven Lang replied affectionately and introduced himself with the style that a fairy should be.It took me so long to remember to ask my name, I deserve to be cheated for being so careless...

"Manzhu Shahua God?"

"Yes." Hey, hey, girl pay attention to your eyes!I even showed my face to you, why do you have the nerve to use a questioning air towards this face? !

"Why are you with Azusa Shan?!"

"Zizhan's strong will summoned me before he died." Eleven Lang glanced at Huoyun, and continued to boast, "Manjusawa is the purest flower in the world, and it can only be moved by the most sincere feelings. Zishan Before he died, I missed you too much, so I went to see him. He asked me to tell you that if there was an afterlife, he hoped that he would never appear in front of you again." Shi Shilang looked at Huoyun, using With a hoarse voice, he whispered: "In this life, he already owes you too much. In the next life, he only wants to stay away from you. He said that if you don't know each other, you won't know each other. If you don't know each other, you won't make promises. Maybe they won't hurt each other. He only wants you to be happy, even if there is no place for him in your world." After saying this string of words, Eleven Lang praised himself fiercely in his heart, alas, I didn't expect that I'm so good at making up stories!But girl, how dare you not cry? !Frowning, do you have to be more sensational?Just when someone was unkindly planning to add more firewood to make the fire burn hotter, a miracle happened!I saw that drop of clear tears rolling out of Huo Yun's eyes as if he didn't want money, Shi Shilang was so happy!I didn't make up stories for nothing, and I shed tears!Without further ado, he quickly took out the tear gourd and collected all the tears.Hey, girl, thank you for your tears, and I will count you a great contribution when the success of "This Life Is Not Changed" will be credited to you!But seeing other girls crying to death, Eleven Lang felt that he was a great god no matter what, and it was always not good to do so, so he said very guiltyly, "You cry first, I will cry first." gone!"

As soon as the words fell, Eleven Lang raised his legs and ran away, walking lazily even through the door, passing through the wall, and then bumped into a person who was more elastic to the touch and had a slightly higher temperature than him. unknown object.Eleven Lang thought, it really is Yang Jian's site, and the walls are made differently from other houses!

"Are you going to get out?!" At the same time that the unknown object was automatically removed, Yang Jian's icy voice also rushed into Eleven Lang's ears. It was Yang Jian himself who hit him cleverly!

"Hey! What are you doing here?! You scared me to death, do you know?!" Eleven Lang pointedly accused the Lord Zhenjun, "What are you doing leaning against the wall?! Do you know Know that my nose is very high?! In case of injury, can you afford it?!"

"If Yang Jian doesn't come, how can he know that Manzhu Shahua is so good at making up stories?" Yang Jian picked Shishilang's chin with a folding fan, and said loudly, "I didn't expect it, it's a pity that the great god didn't go to tell the story .”

Eleven Lang had a coquettish face, imitating the girl and hiding her face and snickering, "Yes, I feel the same way."

The corner of Zhenjun's mouth twitched, his heart felt cold, and he took back the folding fan in his hand embarrassingly, "Actually, you are still suitable for singing..."

Eleven Lang continued to cover his mouth and snicker, "I don't dare to be this one. In terms of acting skills, who dares to rival your Master Zhenjun?!"

"You're being humble now, Yang Jian is ashamed to go to the vivid performance just now." Yang Jian smiled hypocritically.

"You have accepted. Changing the rules and stealing the day to change the day is an eternal classic. What is my petty trouble!" Shi Shilang smiled insincerely.

"Can you drag that Zishan out, shall we go back?!" Yang Jian felt that it would take a lot of time to argue with Shi Shilang every time, so this time he planned to make a quick decision, no matter what he had to do first. Get Ao Cunxin out of the passing water and take care of it...

"Of course." Eleven Langte nodded solemnly, turned around and walked into the wall with a jerk. Halfway through, he poked his head out again, raised his head and asked, "Hey, Yang Jian, I suddenly felt something It's a bit unkind to do this by yourself! What should I do?"

...Is it a little unkind? !It's obviously very unkind!Yang Jian rolled his eyes, expressing that he doesn't want to talk to her...

"Wait! Don't talk! You have nothing good to say! I haven't finished yet! But! There is a but! But, I am doing this for the peace and harmony of the Three Realms, so it is necessary to do this! "Eleventh Lang nodded fiercely, and Yang Jian felt a little ashamed with the righteousness on his face.