Jiang Liu looked at the big tree leading directly to hell in front of him, and felt a little shocked.
Everyone in the world knows that Feng is a hell, but it is even more terrifying than the eighteen levels of hell in the hands of Hades.
Whenever it is mentioned, it will make people creepy.
Not a single blade of grass grows here, but this tree alone is strange.
Legend has it that this is where the bones of the previous Emperor Fengdu reside.
Now it seems that it may not be true.
Otherwise, how could there be such a spectacle.
"Now Fengdu is all taken over by you alone, don't you really need to find a helper?"
"Dream burns him... this is too wronged."
Jiang Liu stood under the big tree, and after burning a stick of incense for Yan Zhuo, he looked at the little girl with red eyes and felt a little uncomfortable.
When Yan Zhuo left, this girl must have been hard to accept. Although Jiang Liu didn't know much about this girl, she also knew that she used to have a childish personality, but now she has grown up a lot, without Yan Zhuo. Burning Wing, no matter how he behaves or how he looks, he looks like an adult...
At that time, everyone didn't know that she did everything by herself, the majestic Fengdu Emperor, there was not even a funeral, or even a decent mourning hall.
For Nightmare's actions over the years, no matter how you say it, he is really wronged.
Even if Yan Zhuo doesn't like to stand out, but guarding Fengdu for tens of thousands of years, there is hard work without credit.
How can we not end up like this.
Even the worship is done secretly
Jiang Liu really felt a little uncomfortable...
"I can do it by myself. Here in Fengdu, there is an enchantment left by the master. As long as no one as powerful as you, sir, breaks the taboo inside or outside, if the enchantment is not broken, and the demons do not come out, there is nothing unbearable."
"As for the worship, in my opinion, it's just for the living to see. The master is already dead, and died quietly before my eyes. What else is important?"
"Is there any place to worship? The funerals are the same. Just like now, few people know about the master..."
"Master doesn't want you to know, and I won't inform you, but if you know it yourself, I will take you to worship, so be it."
"Besides, the master likes to be quiet, but now it is completely quiet."
Yu Qilin knelt under the big tree and kowtowed several times. It was like this every year.
The only thing she can do for Nightmare now is to kowtow a few times on the death anniversary every year.
Now, I still bring a few people to worship together.
When Yu Qilin said this, she didn't know if it was ironic or not, but she felt uncomfortable, she had no relatives anymore, she was originally a lonely beast, to put it nicely, she was called a divine beast, but in fact she was a beast that could change human nature. The beast.
She is like this, without the protection of Nightmare, she naturally can no longer be a child, she is no longer a child.
All this time, she just wanted the master to spend more time with her.
But only five thousand years, how can it be enough
Now there is nothing.
"Don't cry, you do this every year on this day. Since Emperor Fengdu likes to be quiet, he won't worry about you crying here."
Nangong Liuyue handed Yu Qilin a small handkerchief, seeing the little girl crying sadly, he also felt sad.
Jiang Liu was taken aback by the look of the two cuddling each other, and with Yu Qilin's words, Jiang Liu felt that he was not suitable to say these things...