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Chapter 12 Red-clothed ghosts burn down the Wenwu Temple
Chapter 12 Red-clothed ghosts burn down the Wenwu Temple
The boy's face, as he had thought, was a severe burn scar. However, under the continuous blood-red scars, three or four small human faces could be vaguely seen.
Those few faces were no more than the size of a child's palm, and they were distributed crookedly on his cheeks and forehead. Because of being burned by the fire, the facial features of each small face shrank violently, as if screaming in pain. These screaming weird little faces are squeezed into his normal face, which is really scarier than any ghost!
The moment I saw this face, Xie Lian fell into a nightmare. The huge fear made him numb, so that he didn't know when he stood up, and he didn't know what kind of expression he had on his face, but it must be very scary. The young man took off the bandage, and he was initially uneasy. After seeing his reaction, he also took two steps back, as if he knew that Xie Lian could not accept this face, as if he was protecting himself. The ground covered the terrifying face, jumped up from the ground, shouted, and fled into the depths of the woods.
Xie Lian came back to his senses and said, "Wait!!!"
He chased and said, "Wait! Come back!"
But after all, it took him a long time to react, and the young man was familiar with the journey in the mountains, and he was used to running away in the dark. No one was looking for him together. He was born and his mana was exhausted, so he couldn't channel and transmit sound. He flew in the mountains for a while, but he searched for half an hour to no avail. When the cold wind blew, he became more awake. He knew that it was not a solution for a person to bump into a headless fly. He forced himself to calm down and said, "Maybe he will go back and take away Miss Ying's body." Then he turned back to the Mingguang Temple. But was startled.
I saw many men in black gathered in the woods behind the temple, with serious expressions, carefully putting down the more than 40 corpses that were hung upside down. In front of the woods, there was a tall figure holding his hands and watching, and when he turned his head, there was a handsome and indifferent young face, it was Fu Yao. It seems that he went back and brought a wave of priests from the Xuanzhen Temple to help.
Xie Lian was about to speak when a footstep sounded behind him, and Nan Feng also returned after sending the villagers away. Seeing this situation, he glanced at Fu Yao and said, "Didn't you run away by yourself?"
This was a disgraceful statement, and Fu Yao raised his eyebrows in displeasure. Xie Lian didn't want them to quarrel again at this juncture, and said: "I asked him to go back to rescue soldiers."
Nan Feng sneered, "What about saving the soldiers? I thought at least you had to ask your general to come down in person."
Fu Yao said indifferently: "When I went back, I heard that General Xiao Pei had driven down, so I didn't go to our general. Besides, even if I went to look for him, he was so busy that he might not have time to come down."
To be honest, according to Xie Lian's understanding of the feelings of admiration, he would not be willing to come down in person even if he was free. But he didn't have time to think about it at all right now, and said a little tiredly: "Don't quarrel first, do me a favor first, and let's find the bandage boy together."
Nan Feng frowned and said, "Isn't he with you just now, guarding the girl's body?"
Thanks for the pity: "I asked him to take off the bandage, and he was scared away by me."
Fuyao twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "It's not that bad. Your women's clothes aren't that scary."
Xie pity sighed: "It's my fault that I was stunned and didn't respond. Miss Ying died, he was greatly stimulated, and he thought I was frightened by his face, maybe I couldn't stand this blow, and ran away."
Fuyao wrinkled his nose and said, "Is he really that ugly?"
Thanks for the pity: "It's not a question of whether it's ugly or not. He... someone has a face epidemic."
Hearing those three words, Nan Feng and Fu Yao's movements and expressions instantly stiffened.
They finally knew why Xie Lian was stunned.
Eight hundred years ago, the ancient city of Xianle was swept by a plague, and the country was finally wiped out. In that kind of plague, people who are sick will first have small lumps on their bodies, and the lumps will get bigger and harder, and they will become slightly painful. Then you will find that the lump starts to be bumpy, three concave and one raised, like... eyes, mouth and nose. Then the facial features became clearer and clearer, and eventually, it grew into a shape similar to a human face. And if you leave it alone, more and more faces will grow on your body. It is said that some human faces, when they grow to the end, grow into a shape, and even speak and even scream.
And the name of this plague is called the human face plague!
Fuyao's face changed and changed, and he put down the hands he was holding, and said, "How is it possible! This kind of thing was extinguished hundreds of years ago, and it is absolutely impossible to appear again."
Xie Lian only said one sentence: "I read it right."
Both Nanfeng and Fuyao were unable to refute. No one can refute what Xie Lian said.
Thanks for the pity: "There are still traces of fire on his face, maybe he wants to burn these necrotic faces."
For people suffering from facial sores, the first reaction of many people is to cut off this horrible thing with a knife, or burn it to death with fire, even if they cut flesh and bones. Nan Feng said in a deep voice, "Then he's probably not an ordinary person. Maybe he has lived in this world for hundreds of years. Let's not talk about anything else, will the disease on his body be contagious?"
Although it was a splitting headache, Xie Lian calmed down and thought about this question, and affirmed: "No. The human face epidemic is extremely contagious. If the epidemic virus on the boy's body is still contagious, he is hiding it with Junshan. After so long, the whole area should have been infected by him. His virus should have been... cured. However, the scars left before can't go away."
The three did not dare to be careless. Fuyao seems to have quite a position in Xuanzhen Hall, and summoning the priests is another good search for digging three feet in Yujun Mountain. However, no trace of the young man could be found no matter what, he was afraid that he had already escaped from Yujun Mountain and disappeared into the vast crowd. For today's plan, I can only go back to the heaven and ask the Lingwen Temple to help find it together, and wait for the news. The things on the boy's body are not contagious, which is a little fortunate, but Xie Lian thinks that his appearance is so terrible. If he is found after going down the mountain, I am afraid that he will be shouted and killed as a monster, and he has to find it as soon as possible.
It's not good to continue to delay with Junshan, Xie Lian picked up Xiaoying's body and walked down the mountain step by step. Because his mind was a little dazed, that Doctor Tea shouted, and he realized that he almost carried the body into the Encounter shop, apologized repeatedly, and then went out to the client for burial before returning. After finishing everything and sitting down, Xie Lian sighed silently.
One thing finally came to an end, and he only felt that the few days after his ascension, he was more tired than he used to collect a year of rubbish in the world, climbing up and down, flying over eaves and walls, rolling and screaming, disguising and juggling, all the bones all over his body. If it falls apart, there are still many unsolved mysteries and future troubles. I really want to make a trick of "flying up is worse than collecting rubbish" and hang it behind me to lobby the world. Fuyao lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down on his side, finally he couldn't help but rolled his eyes at him for a long time, and said, "What are you still wearing this clothes for?"
Seeing his white eyes, Xie Lian had an unparalleled intimacy. He just took off the wedding dress he had been wearing all the way, and while wiping the rouge gouache on his face, he felt a little depressed: "Then why am I wearing this dress all the time talking to General Pei? Nanfeng, just now If only you would remind me."
Fuyao said: "It may be because you are obviously very happy wearing it."
Nan Feng ran for a day and was finally able to sit down and rest. He said, "No need to remind. Little General Pei won't care what you wear. Even if you dress ten times strangely, he won't be with others when he goes back. Say something."
Xie Lian felt that it was really hard for this little priest tonight, poured him a cup of tea, and remembered the cold and calm look of the little General Pei, compared with Xuan Ji's crazy state, and said: "This little General Pei is really calm. , so calm down."
Nan Feng drank the tea, but said, "Don't look at that little General Pei who seems to be very polite. He is just like his ancestors, and he is not easy to deal with."
Thanks for this, it is natural to see it. Fu Yao actually agreed with this, saying: "Pei Su is a newcomer who has only ascended in the past one or two hundred years, but his momentum is very strong and he climbs very quickly. He was only weak when he was ordered by General Pei, you Do you know what he did then?"
Thanks for the pity: "What?"
Fuyao coldly spit out two words: "Slaughter City."
Xie Lian listened, thoughtful, but not surprised. In the heavenly court, emperors and generals walk everywhere, and this matter of fighting and defending the country is just like the so-called success of a general. Under the feet of Renjie, he is all on the road of blood. Fuyao concluded: "In the heavenly court, there are very few people who are good friends, and no one can trust them."
Xie Lian listened to his tone of admonishment to future generations, and couldn't help but want to laugh a little. He wondered if Fuyao had been angered in the heavenly court, and he said so with deep feelings. However, he also knows that although he has ascended three times, the time he spends in the heaven is short-lived and fleeting. In terms of his understanding of the gods and gods, he is not necessarily comparable. These two little priests. Nan Feng, however, seemed to strongly disagree with Fu Yao's statement, and said, "Don't be alarmist, there are good and bad everywhere, and there are still many trustworthy priests in the heaven."
Fuyao said, "Haha, trustworthy priest, are you trying to speak of your general?"
Nanfeng said: "I don't know if it's my general, but it's definitely not your general."
In the face of this situation, Xie Lian has long been accustomed to it, and it is not surprising that he is not surprised. In addition, there is something in his heart, and he does not even have the strength to pull it open.
The northern side finished and returned to the heaven. He went to the Lingwen Hall first, told the story of the bandaged boy, and entrusted Lingwen to cast a net in the world to find someone. Lingwen's expression was solemn when he heard it. He accepted it, and finally said: "Lingwen Hall will definitely search with all its strength. But I really didn't expect that a trip to the north would involve so many things. This time it was really hard, Your Highness."
Thanks for the pity: "This time I need to thank the two little priests who volunteered to help, and the little General Pei from the Mingguang Temple. I really don't know how to thank them."
Lingwen said: "Since it's the trouble caused by Lao Pei's bad relationship, it's natural for Xiao Pei to clean it up. He's used to cleaning up, but he doesn't need to thank him. If your Royal Highness turns back and finds it empty, please enter the psychic array, everyone still needs it. Discuss this matter.”
Xie Lian also has many doubts that have not been answered yet. He left the Lingwen Hall, walked around, and found a small stone bridge. The stone bridge crosses the gurgling water, and the river is extremely clear. You can see the air of clouds and mists flowing under the water, and even through the flowing water and clouds, you can see the rolling mountains and large square towns in the lower realm. He thought to himself, "This is a good place." He sat down on the bridge, read the password silently, and entered the formation.
Once inside, the psychic formation in Shangtian Court was actually very lively, with many voices flying and drinking in the formation, chaotic. The first thing I heard was Fengxin's scolding: "Fuck! Which mountain did you choose for the town?! That female ghost Xuan Ji is a lunatic, no matter what she asks her, she always clamors to see General Pei. Refused to explain where the green ghost Qi Rong is!"
General Pei said, "General Xuan Ji has always been stubborn and fierce."
Fengxin's voice sounded very angry: "Little General Pei, are you General Pei back? Hurry up and let her meet, ask the whereabouts of the green ghost Qirong, and quickly get her away!"
Fengxin is the most unaccustomed to dealing with women, and he is actually asked to do this inquiries. Xie Lian can't help but feel sympathy. General Pei said: "It's useless to see it, it's even crazier to see it."
A voice said: "It's hanging upside down in the corpse forest again... Qi Rong's taste has always been so low, which is unpleasant."
"Even their ghost world dislikes his low taste. It can be seen that his taste is really low."
There was no gap in the communication between the priests, and it was obvious that they were very familiar with each other. As a newcomer who had ascended eight hundred years ago, Xie Lian should have been silent, but after listening for a long time, he couldn't help but interject, saying: "Everyone, the upside down corpse forest in Junshan is the What's the matter? Is the green ghost Qi Rong also nearby?"
Because he didn't often speak in the psychic formation, and the voice was unfamiliar, the priests didn't know whether to answer, and Fengxin was the first to answer him. He said: "Qi Rong, the green ghost, is not in Yujun Mountain. However, in the upside-down corpse forest, the female ghost Xuan Ji is offering him a confession according to his request."
Xie Lian said: "Xuan Ji is a subordinate of Qing Gui?"
General Pei said: "Exactly. It has been hundreds of years since General Xuan Ji died. Although he had resentment before, he was unable to stir up trouble until he was attracted by the green ghost more than a hundred years ago. Subordinate, this will greatly increase the mana."
What he actually meant was that the female ghost Xuan Ji couldn't blame General Pei for making a mess, because she didn't have such great ability in the first place. If you want to complain, you can complain about the green ghost Qi Rong. It was he who accepted Xuan Ji, who gave her the ability to come out and harm others. All the priests originally thought that this was actually the fault of General Pei himself, but he didn't say it clearly, but he was aware of it, so it was not too serious or serious, but it was just right to remind him, the current words put themselves in the middle. The mind hid deeper. Xie Lian said again: "Have you done a thorough investigation with Jun Shanli? There should be a child spirit."
This time, the voice of admiration came out, and said lukewarmly: "Tong Ling? What Tong Ling?"
Xie Lian thought, probably because Fuyao didn't tell him the details, maybe he didn't even tell him when he came out to help, and he didn't mention Fuyao, so as not to cause him trouble, he said: "I heard it when I was on the sedan chair. A child's laughter was reminded by a nursery rhyme. At that time, there were two small military officers from the Martial God Temple by my side, and I didn't notice it. I think the magic power of this childish spirit is also very impressive."
Admiration said: "No child spirits were found in Yujun Mountain."
Xie Lian felt strange in his heart, shouldn't that Tong Ling come to remind him specially? Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered one thing he had been thinking about all the way, and asked: "Speaking of which, this time I was in the mountain with Jun, and I met him. A young man who can drive Yindie. Do you know who this young man is?"
In the psychic array, the roar and roar were so busy that they flew up, but as soon as he came out, there was a sudden silence.
Xie Lian had already expected this kind of reaction. He waited patiently. After a long while, Lingwen asked, "His Royal Highness, what did you just say?"
Mu Qing said coldly: "He just said that he met Huacheng."
When I finally learned the name of the red-clothed boy, Xie Lian was in a good mood and smiled: "So he is called Huacheng? Well, this name is quite suitable for him."
Hearing his tone and words, all the priests in the psychic formation seemed to be speechless. After a moment, Lingwen coughed lightly and said, "This... Your Royal Highness, have you ever heard of the so-called four major evils?"
Xie Lian thought: "Ashamed, I only know four famous sceneries."
The so-called four famous scenes are the four beautiful stories before the ascension of the four priests in the heavenly court - the young prince pours wine, and the prince delights the gods. The general folded his sword, and the princess slaughtered herself. Among them, "Prince Yueshen" means that Prince Xianle gave a glimpse of the gods and martial arts. Being able to rank among the Four Scenic Spots does not necessarily mean that the priest has the strongest magic power, but because their legend is the most widely spread and is talked about by people. Xie Lian has always been slow to respond to this kind of news from the outside world, saying that it is ignorant, but after all, as one of the scenes, he has a little understanding. These "four evils" are probably a new saying that became popular later, but Xie Lian has never heard of it. Since the word "harm" is used, it is definitely not a good thing. He said: "Ashamed, I have never heard of it. Dare to ask what are the four major evils?"
Mu Qing said coolly: "His Royal Highness has been honed in the world for hundreds of years, and the news is so closed. It really makes people curious, what are you doing when you are down there?"
Naturally, it was eating, sleeping, performing arts and collecting rubbish. Xie Lian smiled and said: "Being a man, there are many things to be busy with, and it is very complicated. It is not easier than being a priest."
Lingwen said: "What are these four major evils, please remember, Your Highness, they are 'the black water sinks the boat, the blue lantern swims at night. The white clothes ruin the world, the blood rains to the flowers.' It means that both the upper heaven and the middle heaven are very headaches. The four demon kings of the ghost world."
People, go up, become gods; go down, become ghosts.
The gods and gods have opened up the heavenly world as their dwelling place, separated themselves from the human world, and overlooked the mortal world from a high place, standing above all sentient beings. The so-called ghost world has not yet been separated from the human world. Ghosts and ghosts share the same land with people, some lurking in the dark, some disguised as human beings, mixing in the crowd, wandering in the world.
Lingwen continued: "Sinking the boat in black water, he is talking about a big water ghost. Although he is in a desperate situation, he rarely comes out to cause trouble. He is very low-key, and few people have seen him, so let's leave it alone.
"Blue Lantern Night Tour, refers to our low-grade green ghost Qirong who likes hanging corpses upside down. However, he is the only one of these four evils who is not in a desperate situation. Why is he here? It may be because He has been causing trouble all the year round, which is very annoying, or it may just be because adding him to make four is easier to remember, not to mention it.
"White clothes bring disaster to the world, this one, Your Royal Highness, should be familiar to you. He has a name called Bai Wuxiang."
Xie Lian, who was sitting at the head of the stone bridge, heard the name, and suddenly felt a throbbing pain from his heart to his limbs, the back of his hand trembled slightly, and he unconsciously clenched his fist.
Of course he was familiar.
As soon as the capital "jue" is born, it can bring disaster to the country. And the first country that Bai Wuxiang destroyed when he was born was the Xianle country.
Thanks for being silent. Lingwen said again: "However, Bai Wuxiang has been destroyed. Don't mention it. Even if he still exists in the world, now I'm afraid it won't be his turn to take the limelight.
"His Royal Highness, the silver butterfly you saw in Yujun Mountain is also called the undead butterfly. Its owner is the last of the four, and the one that the world does not want to provoke today, 'Blood Rain Tanhua' , Huacheng."
Among the heavenly realms, those who deserve to be "famous" are Emperor Shenwu and Prince Xianle. Although the meanings of the two are completely opposite, they are basically the same. In the ghost world, it is necessary to choose a person who is comparable to them in the "famous", and there is no second place outside Huacheng.
If you want to know a priest, go out and walk on the road, find a temple and go in, and see what clothes the god is wearing and what magic weapon he holds, you can probably understand a little bit. If you want to know more, listen to the myths and legends that have been passed down by word of mouth, and what the priests were and what they did when they were human beings, almost all of them have been dug up. But monsters, ghosts and monsters are not. What kind of people they were when they were human beings, and what they look like now, are almost all mysteries.
The name Huacheng must be fake, and the appearance must be fake. Because in the rumors, he is sometimes a moody and surly boy, sometimes a gentle and handsome man, and sometimes a gorgeous female ghost with a ferocious heart, whatever you say. Regarding his deity, the only thing that is certain is that he is dressed in red, often appearing with blood and rain, and silver butterflies chasing between his shirt and sleeves.
As for his origin, there are countless versions. Some people say that he is a deformed child, born without a right eye, so he has suffered from bullying since childhood and hated the world; some people say that he is a young soldier who died in battle for his motherland, and his soul is unwilling; some people say that he is a loved one A dead and painful idiot; others say he's a monster. The most bizarre version, supposedly just supposedly. It is said that Huacheng is actually a soaring priest. However, after he soared, he jumped down and became a ghost. However, this is just a legend that has not been widely circulated. Then again, even if it is true, it has to be false. Because there are people in this world who don't want to be good gods and would rather jump down and be ghosts, which is really shameful for the heavens. All in all, the more there are different opinions, the more foggy it is.
There are many reasons why priests from all walks of life are particularly afraid of Huacheng. For example, his temperament is uncertain, sometimes cruel and bloodthirsty, and sometimes strange acts of kindness. Another example is that he is extremely powerful in the human world and has many believers.
Yes, people worship God, pray for protection, and stay away from the invasion of demons, ghosts, and ghosts. Only then did the priests have many believers. However, there is a ghost in Huacheng, and there are actually a large number of believers in the world, almost to the point of covering the sky with one hand.
Here, it has to be said. When Huacheng first emerged, it did a very famous thing.
He made an open battle with the thirty-five priests in the heavenly court. The content of the battle is to compete with the gods of war, and ask about the law of the gods.
Among the thirty-five priests, thirty-three priests thought it was ridiculous, but they were all provoked by his provocation, accepted the challenge, and prepared to join forces to teach him how to be a ghost.
The first to compete with him was the god of war.
The Martial Gods are the strongest gods in the heavens. Almost all of them have many believers and strong mana. Facing a fledgling kid, it can be said to be a sure winner. Who knows, after the war, the whole army was annihilated, and even the magic soldiers were all smashed by the strange machete in Huacheng!
After the fight, learned that Huacheng came out of Tonglu Mountain.
Tonglu Mountain is a volcano, which is not important, what is important is that there is a city in the mountain called Gu City. Gu city is not a city where everyone raises Gu, that city itself is a large-scale Gu poison.
Every hundred years, ten thousand ghosts gather here to fight, and in the end there is only one ghost left. Although the result is often not one left, but as long as one can come out, it will definitely be a demon king. For hundreds of years, only two ghosts have come out of the Gu city, and these two, as expected, have become well-known ghost kings in the world.
Huacheng is one of them.
Wushen was beaten to the ground, and then it was Wenshen's turn.
If you can't fight, you can't argue with it, right?
Coincidentally, he really couldn't win. That flower city goes up to the heavens, the ancients discuss the present, sometimes gentle, sometimes vicious, sometimes tough, sometimes incisive, sometimes sophistry, really, the steel teeth and sharp teeth are not leaking, and the side is quoting bogus words to confuse the public. He was scolded by him from the sky to the ground, from ancient times to the present, and he was so angry that blood poured into the sky.
Huacheng, became famous in a battle.
However, if only so, he is not enough to call terrible. What is terrifying is that after the great victory, he asked thirty-three priests to fulfill their promises.
Before the challenge, the two parties made an agreement: if Huacheng is defeated, the ashes will be offered. If the priests are defeated, they will all jump down to the heaven and become mortals from now on. If it wasn't for his arrogant attitude and the stakes, the Thirty-Three Priests were convinced that they would never lose, and would not agree to fight with him.
However, none of the priests took the initiative to fulfill their promises. Although it is humiliating to break the promise, but think about it, there are 33 priests who have lost. It is very humiliating to lose face for one person, but if so many people lose face together, it will not be ashamed at all, and they can even be reversed together. laugh at each other. So they reached a tacit agreement, tacitly, and pretended that there was no such thing. Anyway, people are very forgetful, and in fifty years, they may not remember it.
They're pretty good at this. What they miscalculated is that Huacheng is not so easy to deal with.
Not fulfilling? Well, help.
Therefore, he burned all the temples and temples of the thirty-three priests in the world with one fire.
This is the nightmare that the gods and gods are still talking about today - the red-clothed ghosts burning the Thirty-Three Temples of Civil and Military.
The temple and the believers are the greatest source of mana for priests. The temple is gone, where can the believers go to worship the gods? What incense is there? the original size. For the priest, this is a disaster that is even more terrifying than the failure of the calamity. Among these priests, there are thousands of temples, and hundreds of small ones, adding up to more than 10,000. The flower city was burnt down overnight. No one knows how he did it, but he did it.
Simply insane.
The priests cried to Junwu, but Junwu was helpless, and he had no choice. At the beginning, the challenges were promised by the priests themselves, and the promises were also promised by themselves. Huacheng was very cunning. It just destroyed the temple and did not hurt people. Bigger and jumped in, what can I do now?
Originally, the thirty-three priests wanted to defeat this arrogant little devil in front of the world, so they chose the place of martial arts and fighting methods in the dreams of many princes and nobles in the world. Unexpectedly, what the princes and nobles saw was how they were defeated. Therefore, after waking up from this dream, many nobles did not worship heavenly officials, but worshipped ghosts instead. These thirty-three priests lost their followers and temples, and gradually disappeared. It was not until a new generation of priests ascended that a large number of vacancies were filled.
Since then, many priests in the heavenly world have been frightened when they mentioned the name "Huacheng", and even heard the red clothes and silver butterflies being horrified. Some are afraid of offending him, one is unhappy, they come to challenge first, and then burn down the temple; some are because there is a handle in his hand, unable to move; If you want to do things, you have to ask him to ask him to open the door of convenience; if things go on like this, some priests actually worship him out of a strange psychology.
Therefore, for this person, the realm of heaven is real, and hate, fear, and respect.
And among the thirty-five priests, the two martial gods who did not fight are the generals of Xuanzhen and Fengxin.
The two of them didn't fight at the beginning, but they weren't afraid of Huacheng, but they didn't take each other in the eyes at that time, and felt that there was no need to pay attention to this challenge, so they shouldn't, who knew that this was a crooked fight. However, they didn't fight, and Huacheng didn't forget the two of them. Several times during the Mid-Yuan Festival, the two sides collided and played a few games from a distance. Both of them left a deep shadow on the madly raging Silver Butterfly.
Hearing this, Xie Lian's mind was full of the happy appearance of the silver butterfly flying around him, and he couldn't match them with the rumored appearance, and couldn't help thinking: "That little silver butterfly has So scary? It's alright...it's cute."