Chapter 78 The Seventh Lamp (4)

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Shangyuan Festival.

go to war.

The people under the city used meat as their shields, the arrows on the city walls were like rain, and groups of people fell down. The blood dyed the entire moat of Pingyang City red, but the soldiers were like cháo water. On the first floor, with swords and swords, Yan Zhen glanced at the city wall, and felt that these people seemed to be digging apart the entire city wall with their fingernails, and their scalp was numb.

After noon, the remaining disciples of the Pope in the city of Pingyang were dispatched to confront the cavalry under the city. Just instinctively rush to kill.

until exhausted, until hoarse.

"Senior Uncle Bitan." Shi Wuyuan looked at the man on the city wall who was sitting in Xuanzong's head, and suddenly a wry smile appeared on his face, as if he had realized later that he was a traitor to his master's sect.

Then he beckoned to Bai Li on the side, and asked indifferently in the shouts of killing: "You know, what happens if a person is separated from flesh and blood, and one side is about to die?"

Bai Li frowned and said, "What?"

"No, I'm just asking." Shi Wuyuan looked away. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight recently. I don't know if he was thinking too much.

"Are you asking me how the flesh and blood of the fox clan that was cut out of me back then came back?" Bai Li asked.

Shi Wuyuan asked again, "Then you... why did you end up in a rabbit's body back then?"

He had never asked this question before, but now he finally asked it, but Bai Li raised his hand, pulled his hair ruffled by the wind to one side, and touched his icy cheeks with the tips of his fingers, after a long time. After meeting, he said, "Maybe I'm worried about you? If I don't see you, I don't know how you are, and I'll panic."

Shi Wuyuan stared at him blankly, but at this moment, an earth-shattering drum sound suddenly came, Shi Wuyuan came back to his senses, raised his head and looked up, only to see that the sky that was only visible to the galaxy was suddenly blocked by black air, and a line A purple-black light rose from the west, the wind stopped so strangely, and a rotten smell rose from nowhere, like the smell when a mass grave full of carrion was turned upside down by an earthquake. .

The voice of Xixi Susoso came from a distance, as if someone was whispering.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Monster! It's a monster in the Nine Netherworld!"

Xia Duanfang immediately looked at Shi Wuyuan subconsciously, and saw that he was looking in the direction of the city wall, his side face was a little blurred by the bright and extinguishing fire, he raised his head slightly, and his chin was tensed slightly sharply. Yes, the bun was loosed by the wind just now, and now it has fallen down, quietly falling behind him... but his expression is calm.

He seems to be always calm, the joys, sorrows and sorrows in this world, nothing can shake him. Xia Duanfang sometimes wondered, if Bai Li didn't come back, one day, would he either turn into a madman and burst out completely, or turn into a stone and forget all joys and sorrows?

At some point in the city wall, a row of children with drooping beards was pushed up. Each child was tied with ropes, and soldiers with blood-stained bodies stood behind them with knives and guns.

Yan Zhen lowered her eyes and waved her hand gently.

I saw a chubby, cute-looking boy being pushed out. He glanced back helplessly, and a sharp cry broke out out of nowhere, and was quickly covered up.

The soldier behind the little fat boy looked at him blankly, and gave him another push on the shoulder.

The little fat man staggered to his feet and shouted to the city gate with a crying voice: "Wait for the traitor!"

His voice is much clearer than that of ordinary children. He is probably a little actor. As soon as he said these words, his throat moved with difficulty, and he shouted: "Listen to the traitor, he was born under the emperor and was born in the back soil. I do not think of being loyal to the monarch and serving the country, benevolence, righteousness and filial piety, use military force to violate taboos, do whatever you want, and even make the gods angry and punish people, thousands of people are displaced, and they use filthy fire to blaspheme my lord, and use demons to disrupt my dynasty. Wait, wait..."

The little fat man's voice became hoarse as if it was split open. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, so he suddenly burst into tears on the city wall, his round face turned purple, and he couldn't cry. , a whole row of children followed and cried aloud, as if the city was a stage, and an extremely absurd play was being performed.

It wasn't until the little fat man cried that he couldn't breathe, and then he choked up and said, "Wait...you're a sinful sin! Ten thousand...death can't be redeemed!"

The entire city wall was covered with black shadows, as if smeared with a thick layer of black water, they squirmed, eagerly looking at the dozen or so thin-skinned and tender-fleshed children, the floating figures seemed to make people feel to their filthy desire and greed.

On the huge battlefield, hundreds of thousands of people were here, but no one said a word, only Shi Wuduo showed a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and a dimple on his left face sank gently. He spoke softly, but his voice called everyone. Everyone can hear it - word by word to the majestic city.

He said slowly: "Okay, Mr. Yan, there is no poison and no husband. This way, I admire it very much from my heart."

Yan Zhen looked at him from a distance, his eyes flashed, and a long, long man's voice came from behind him, like a sigh, the man said: "Sacrificial—"

The children were pushed down the city wall at the same time, and almost instantly, they were hidden by the shadows. The children's screams were short and sharp, and disappeared in an instant. Then the shadows dispersed, and a bunch of small white bones with blood were exposed. , the man sang in a trembling voice: "Licheng—"

The ground shook, and the overwhelming black shadows spread out. They were on the ground, in the air, on the city walls, in the shadows, eating people and drinking marrow, stuffing those broken souls into their bodies and showing them in the dark night. Out of those ugly bodies, Bai Li's hands clenched suddenly.

Shi Wuyuan grabbed his wrist and gently opened his fingers.

The man's eyes were very deep and soft, and Bai Li heard him say softly, "Take this."

Bai Li involuntarily opened his hand to take it, only to see that it was a small wooden figure, different from the rough piece of green silicon he had carved. , Even the strands of hair and the dimples on his face are clearly visible.

The wooden villain is Shi Wuyuan himself, but his cheeks are a little more plump than he is now, with an untroubled smirk, probably he was when he was a teenager.

"Keep it." Shi Wuyuan said, "I gave it to you, and then I will come back to you."

After speaking, without waiting for Bai Li to react, he suddenly slammed into the horse's belly and rushed out. Xia Duanfang gave Bai Li a complicated look and urged the horse to follow. It was only for a moment that the crowd separated them. Li stared at Shi Wuji's back, but no matter what, it was difficult to rush out of the Red Turban army that surrounded him.

He couldn't help but said angrily: "Get out of the way, thinking that with him, I wouldn't dare to kill you? I am the devil! What if those things came out of their nests, I have a way to kill them. If you go back, you will be able to kill them a second time!"

No one paid attention to him. Since he came to this battlefield, no one planned to go back alive.

Bai Li flicked his whip. Although his eyes were red, he was still worried about Shi Wuyuan, so he didn't kill him. The whip just had eyes, and he rolled in the air, knocking the one who was standing in front of him. It was rolled out, and he stared at the back that was walking away, just as he was about to catch up, but a azure light rose from under his feet, and countless threads of silk appeared on the ground at some point, like spider silk, more and more. Many, wrapped Bai Li in it.

They stayed on his skin, didn't hurt him, just tethered him firmly in place, the cold touch Baili had touched many times before - it was the star wire, the star wire on the ghost plate.

He bowed his head stunned, and many people were doing the same thing as him, only to see that the ground seemed to have turned into a huge mirror, just like the kind of illusion used by Shi Wuyuan in conjunction with the formation when sniping Xuanzong on Dazhou Mountain. The illusionists standing in the cavalry shouted at the same time: "Get up!"

Representing the completion of the whole arrangement, Shi Wuyuan has already stood in the middle of the mirror. The mirror is an astrolabe. The astrolabe, which was originally only a foot square, was magnified countless times by the mirror. The nebula above it flowed, and he was like It's like stepping on a galaxy.

The wooden figurine in Bai Li's hands glows like those stars and stars. A blood bead suddenly appeared on the face of the innocent figurine, as if shedding a tear of blood. The smiles together seem unusually inconsistent.

Bai Li suddenly realized that the piece of wood used to carve the portrait was originally part of the base of the astrolabe.

A strong unease surged in his heart, thinking of Shi Wuyuan feeding the astrolabe with his own blood every day, and the sentence he suddenly asked just now... What does he want?

Countless black shadows rushed towards Shi Wuwu in the middle of the astrolabe like crazy. He didn't even lift his eyelids, as if those things were nothing but dust and dirt, the whirling wind rose from his feet, like an invincible force Gang Feng mercilessly swept out those shadows.

Xia Duanfang stood on the side with awe, the mustache that always seemed a little ridiculous and the big copper coins hanging on his body, all of which gave birth to a strange solemnity in the comic.

I just heard Shi Wuyuan say word by word: "Going into the Six Palaces with greed, entering the three breaths, walking on the throne of God...

Many years ago, Jianghua Sanren trapped Shi Wuyuan on the mountain with a six-circle living formation. The little guy didn't know how high the sky was, so he borrowed a star river pestle from Bai Li, and manipulated the stars on the astrolabe to walk according to his wishes, cheating. It will open on its own with the changing live formation of the stars.

In the following decades, he had never done such a level and bold prank again, and Shi Wuyuan was almost unsure whether he was going back as he lived.

The stars on the astrolabe moved slowly, and the black clouds in the sky suddenly stagnated, as if confused by the upper and lower heavens.

The three pairs of demon realms outside the Demon Sect are connected to each other in the form of six live formations, dividing the Demon Sect and the human world into two, and each other is light and shadow. Yan Zhen used the cause and effect of Baili to open the Demon Sect again. The back formation was torn apart, and Shi Wuyuan just took this opportunity to light his last lamp to destroy the world.

Unbreakable.

Yan Zhen was moved, everyone was moved, Gu Huaiyang suddenly pushed aside the crowd, grabbed a cavalry who had just helped to build a mirror image, and asked, "You...you tell me! What does the sixth master want?!"

The cavalry said solemnly: "Returning to the general, the sixth master said that this is the last line implicated in the so-called 'national fortune'. If this line is cut, God can't help him to reorganize the order on this continent, and everything will be new. Order, please rest assured, General."

"Don't worry?!" Gu Huaiyang almost glared his eyes out, turned his head to look at Shi Wuyuan, who was standing in the middle of the astrolabe, as if he was sacrificing something, and grabbed the cavalry's collar, "What can I worry about? He was picked up by me and brought him to such a big age, I take him as half a son, why do you make me feel at ease!"

The wind rising from under his feet completely shattered Shi Wu's bun, and every star is in his hands. Those complicated orbits are as impermanent and implicated as fate, and no one can count them for thousands of years. clear.

The darkness of the sky slowly dissipated. It was obviously midnight, but suddenly a ray of sunlight leaked from under the clouds. That ray of light was like a sharp sword from outside the sky, pinning a group of dark monsters on the ground. Burn it to a handful of charcoal.

Yan Zhen took a step back abruptly, trembling violently: "How dare he... dare..."

Six rays of light of different colors suddenly rose up in the sky, like the ominous colors revealed when an earthquake is approaching. This is the demonic realm wrapped outside the Demon Sect, where he and Shi Wuyuan had been trapped for more than a month.

Those stars moved together tightly, and the six rays of light suddenly spread out, each chose a direction, and sank into the earth, the ground rumbled, and it was about to crack, and in the distance, six mountains rose from the ground, as if they were about to float away. The rising continent was driven like six nails.

Countless streaks of light suddenly fell from the sky and swept away the monsters on the ground. They screamed, twisted, and hoarse voices, and were gradually pressed into the ground by a large net made of star silk. At the burning temperature, Bai Li couldn't help but want to tilt his head to retreat, but found that the silk thread wrapped around him like a chrysalis had blocked all the light for him.

He raised his eyes and found that Shi Wuyuan looked back from among the thousands of people, with a smile on his face.

Then a shock of thunder struck down, and the deceived world was finally furious, and the wrath of the thunder was added to this mortal who was trying to do godly things. The strange sunlight and lightning rose and fell together, and everyone was temporarily blinded.

Shi Wuyuan laughed loudly.

Xia Duanfang squatted on one side, holding his head in his hands. He was so shocked by the wrath of heaven and earth that he shrunk into a ball. He didn't even dare to move. Hearing the unbridled laughter of the man in his ear, he thought to himself, why even if Mr. Bai came back, Master Liu, is he still crazy?

At that moment, all the grievances, grief and anger in Shi Wuyuan's heart turned into crazy laughter and blurted out, how about the gods and Buddhas? What about heaven and earth?

Since it is with my soul, why trap me in the heat? Since you gave me eyes, why did you tell me not to look far? Since I was born with both ears, why can't I hear half the truth? Since I have a long tongue, why do I keep my mouth shut about everything?

Not free!

Not free!

Not free!

What is creation? Why for creation? Aren't they all being applauded by me now?

Jiao Lei slashed on his body, the pain pierced into the bones, Shi Wuyuan thought, that's all there is to it.

The so-called anger of the heavens and the earth is only to destroy the body of a mortal. This fool who has been fooled may never understand - as long as the spirit does not die, the seeds of resistance will not be broken.