The strength of Jing wine remains the same.
On the contrary, Bai Yuhuai seemed to have been drained of his energy by the ghost Jing Jiujiu. There was a trace of fatigue between his brows and he closed his eyes and fell asleep on the sofa.
When Bai Yuhuai woke up again, Jing Jiujiu was sitting on the ground in front of the box.
He thought Jing Jiujiu was already looking through the things inside, but when he got closer he found that Jing Jiujiu was playing with her cell phone with one leg casually resting on the box and her trouser leg sliding down, revealing a smooth, white calf.
At this time, the sun had just set and a little light came in. This frame was even more peaceful and beautiful than the pictures carefully drawn by the painter.
Bai Yuhuai's throat tightened, he looked away slightly, and squatted down next to Jing Jiujiu.
"What are you looking at?" he asked in a low voice, trying to make his tone calm, as if he was no longer worried, nor as cold as he was when facing the turbid air.
Jing Jiujiu handed him the phone: "Your family is on the news."
Bai Yuhuai felt a little sad after listening to this.
Isn’t this Jing Jiujiu’s home
When I was drawing a picture for him a few days ago, he said it was our home together.
Jing Jiujiu got angry but she didn't show it, but she felt deeply hurt.
Bai Yuhuai suppressed his surging emotions, took the phone, and looked down.
"Another strange phenomenon in the White House! Glass shattered all over the floor! A fire cloud suddenly appeared in the sky"
Although the villa area is quiet and sparsely populated, there have been more reporters waiting nearby since the last thief broke into the villa.
They always felt that they could capture some more strange things. Even if they couldn't, it would be good to capture the White Film Emperor and the Young Master Jing. If they could capture some exciting scenes, it would definitely be a hot search!
Didn’t this get filmed
Bai Yuhuai clicked on it and took a look.
This soft article also describes the scene at that time in detail.
When the light came on, the reporter could faintly hear the sound of crying and screaming, but for some reason, the sound in the video was completely changed.
The comments were also very positive:
Which god is transcending the tribulation here
Brother Bai, should we find a temple to worship
Yes, accidents happen every other day. I hope no one was hurt by the broken glass.
Speaking of which, it seems that strange things have been happening everywhere recently. The day before yesterday, there was a thunder in Nanzhou City, and then lightning gathered in the sky.
There is a mountain in Qingzhou that eats people. Let me tell you about it!
Has anyone been to the city next to Beijing? The temperature there suddenly dropped drastically. A driver said that when he was taking a ride with someone at night, he ran into the main road and couldn't get out for a long time.
Ah... Speaking of which, is Bai Yuhuai's new drama being filmed there
The comment section suddenly became a large-scale horror story exchange site.
Bai Yuhuai did not close it hastily. Instead, he first imprinted the supernatural stories shared in the comment section into his mind one by one, and then said lightly: "The reason why Master Tingyi is in a hurry to find Mount Guye is probably because supernatural phenomena occur in various places."
"Thousands of ghosts who are unable to reincarnate are out of control." Bai Yuhuai said, putting down his phone and pressing one hand on the box.
Hearing the sound, Jing Jiujiu imagined the scene.
Hundreds of ghosts walking.
The order is chaotic.
"That would be so scary..." Jing Jiujiu curled up her legs.
Bai Yuhuai opened the box in front of him.
Inside was the skeleton of an adult male, with small golden characters engraved from the top of the head to the soles of the feet. The characters were crooked and Jing Jiujiu couldn't recognize them.
But Bai Yuhuai obviously recognized him.
"You're really weird. Why would you carve the message on a corpse?" Jing Jiujiu said in a low voice, "Didn't you consider insulting a corpse a crime back then?"
"…" Bai Yuhuai immediately corrected: "It's not me. It's Zhuo Wu."
Jing Jiujiu: "...Oh, okay."
Bai Yuhuai then said seriously: "Because this corpse will not decay even after tens of millions of years. The words engraved on it can be preserved for a long time."
"Um?"
"It is the skeleton of a god."
"Gods will also leave corpses?" Jing Jiujiu was stunned.
"Gods will perish, and of course they will leave corpses behind." At this point, Bai Yuhuai frowned, unconsciously raised his hand and pressed his forehead lightly, and whispered: "This thing... there is more than one."
"More than one?" Jing Jiujiu suddenly turned her head and looked at Bai Yuhuai.
Bai Yuhuai pressed his brows harder and replied softly, "Yes. Tingyi only found one."
Jing Jiujiu opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Bai Yuhuai whispered, "Use the bones of God to forge your body, and then use Chaos to fill your flesh and blood,... wouldn't it be more perfect?"
Jing Jiujiu:
Even though Jing Jiujiu didn't understand much, she vaguely felt that this must be a huge project. Maybe it was something that went against the will of heaven...
After Bai Yuhuai said this, he didn't seem to intend to wait for Jing Jiujiu's agreement.
He closed the box.
Jing Jiujiu couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "What exactly is written on it?"
“Part of it. … Just part of the plan.”
"Write it down for me to see." Jing Jiujiu looked at the box anxiously and said, "Who told him that he couldn't understand a single word?"
Of course Bai Yuhuai would not refuse him, so he stood up and got a pen and paper.
Di constellation falls, and Xu constellation falls...
Di, Di, is the root and foundation, like the root of a tree, which can support the pillar of heaven. It is the third constellation of the Eastern Azure Dragon.
Xu is an ominous constellation with a murderous atmosphere.
It's definitely not a good idea to put two of them together.
Jing Jiujiu swept away the scattered thoughts, and with Bai Yuhuai's unhurried explanation, he quickly understood the general idea.
Just as Tingyi said on the phone, the message engraved on the bones told about how after Zhuowu's death, the stars fell, the gods died, the spiritual energy disappeared from the world, chaos scattered, the Little Ice Age arrived, the earth's crust moved, the underworld was swallowed up, and the underworld sank into a deeper darkness.
Thousands of years later, human faith disappeared, and the last bit of divine power left by the gods in the world gradually disappeared.
The six paths of reincarnation collapsed, hundreds of ghosts walked the world, Hades fell into an evil god, the underworld was without a master, chaos appeared frequently, until disasters broke out. Humans fled and rekindled their faith in the desperate situation.
At this time, the gods will return to their positions, chaos will create the world again, and everything will return to the starting point and start all over again.
"A thousand years ago, Zhuo Wu could know what would happen a thousand years later?"
"Well, I know astrology and divination, and I know something about destiny. I can naturally calculate it."
That's really powerful, so powerful that it's almost scary.
Jing Jiujiu looked up blankly and asked Bai Yuhuai, "Then he would deduce that, a thousand years later, will you walk into Sleeping Beauty Castle and meet me?"
Bai Yuhuai was stunned.
But soon, Bai Yuhuai shook his head and said, "It is difficult for a fortune teller to tell his own fortune. This has been the truth since ancient times."
Jing Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Yeah."
At this time, Bai Yuhuai's cell phone rang.
After it rang three times, it was Jing Jiujiu's phone that rang.
"It's Master Tingyi." Jing Jiujiu said after taking a look.
Bai Yuhuai reached out to take it. He lowered his eyes and stared at Jing Jiujiu, and asked in a low voice: "Shall I take it?"
Jing Jiujiu: "Well, go ahead and answer it. Why are you asking me?"
Bai Yuhuai held onto his phone without moving: "I'll listen to you."
That's a very corny thing to say.
But Jing Jiujiu's mouth finally curled up slightly, he nodded and said: "Well, you take it."
What Jing Tinghua left him was so terrible that it became a small shadow in his heart. Perhaps only Bai Yuhuai could take care of that small shadow in his heart.
After Tingyi found out their new address, he brought Master Zhou and the Guiyun Sect members over.
The little ghosts were still left in the villa to look after the house.
As soon as he entered the room, he asked, "Have you seen it?"
"I've seen it." Jing Jiujiu responded.
Ting Yi looked at Bai Yuhuai with a complicated expression: "Then Mr. Bai also knows about the God-making plan, and it was Zhuo Wu who first proposed it?"
Bai Yuhuai did not respond to this, but changed the subject and said, "The information on one skeleton alone cannot piece together the complete content. You should look for other information."
"Others? Anything else?" Ting Yi's face changed slightly.
"Um."
Ting opened his mouth and closed it again.
He suspected that Bai Yuhuai already had the memories of his past life.
"Are these bones the bones of gods?" Ting Yi changed the subject and asked another question.
The Guiyun Sect member nodded and said, "That's right."
Ting Yi couldn't help but wonder, "How come Zhuo Wu has so many divine bodies?"
The people from Guiyun Sect were also stunned.
Where have they ever thought about this kind of question
Ting Yi speculated in horror: "Did he kill the gods?"
The Guiyun Sect members shook their heads again and again: "Impossible! Who is our Grandmaster? How could he do such a thing?"
It's just speculation after all.
The old monk's face, which was wrinkled like orange peel, showed a trace of worry.
In fact, ever since he no longer had to eat steamed buns and had a stable income, and with the financial support of his apprentice Yin Mo, he was able to easily support the entire temple, and the old monk rarely showed such an expression again.
"The metaphysical community has received a lot of complaints and requests for help recently. The most serious one is... someone said that there were many paranormal events near the film and television city."
Jing Jiujiu replied, "That road is now full of ghosts."
"No wonder." Ting Yi frowned, "It's the least of our worries to encounter a ghost wall. If we don't curb it, I'm afraid there will be supernatural incidents and riots everywhere."
Ting Yi thought for a moment and said, "I can't be in two places at once, but I can send Yin Mo to chant sutras and pray for the souls to be reborn."
"The number is huge, and President Yin cannot save the souls." Bai Yuhuai interrupted him, "I will handle this matter."
The relationship between him and Jiujiu was on the verge of collapse. And if Yin Mo got involved? No way.
Tingyi had no choice but to shut up.
Compared with his worried expression, Master Zhou looked much more relaxed. He even walked over and told Jing Jiujiu about the interesting things that happened to him when he went out today.
After Tingyi knew that there were other skeletons, he did not stay any longer and immediately set out to look for them.
Bai Yuhuai also took Jing Jiujiu back to the film and television city, followed by Xu Sanyu, whose worldview was shattered and who had not yet recovered from his shock.
Master Zhou kept it to look after the house.
After such a day's delay, many ghosts have gathered in and around the film and television city. These ghosts wander around in a daze and panic, as if they have lost the landmarks.
Until Bai Yuhuai's car drove in.
The ghosts then surged up again.
Jing Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, but then she developed a new approach: "... Very good, from now on, whenever I sit here, all the ghosts will squeeze in together, without any escapees."
Xu Sanyu:
You are awesome!
The crew was still filming at this time.
As soon as they entered the city, they saw countless extras wandering around, looking creepy.
"What is this scene called?" Xu Sanyu couldn't help but ask.
Director Gong heard the voice, slowly turned his head and said, "A hundred ghosts are marching." He paused, took a breath, and said slowly, "The Heavenly Master wants to create a new era. In this era, there are gods and ghosts, and the glory of the Heavenly Master clan in the past. So he sent the ghosts to the altar, which boosted the arrogance of the ghosts. Big ghosts and small ghosts roamed around, and humans were in a state of panic. In desperation, they could only ask for help from the Heavenly Master and the gods and Buddhas. The Heavenly Master will once again be respected by everyone..."
Jing Jiujiu was slightly stunned.
I always feel that what Director Gong said seems to have a subtle correspondence with the direction engraved on the skeleton.
Director Gong stopped talking, looked at Bai Yuhuai, and smiled: "You still have a scene to shoot."
"This scene is particularly important..." Director Gong said and coughed heavily a few times.
Jing Jiujiu stepped back a little and walked out of the camera.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind him: "This script is written for you." He turned around and saw that the person who spoke was the man who often followed Director Gong and pushed his wheelchair.
Jing Jiujiu frowned slightly and said nothing.
The man continued to talk to himself: "The Heavenly Master created ghosts, which is inferior after all. Zhuo Wu created gods and created you, which is the best method!"
"You will be the first god to return to this world."
Um
Wasn't this something Zhuo Wu had deduced thousands of years ago
Does he know that I will become a god from a ghost
The man said, "This play is for you, do you understand?" He said, "The following is the most important scene in the script - the Heavenly Master kills the ghost. You are so smart, you must know what this refers to?"
"Zhuo Wu is a man of no character, cold-hearted and emotionless. To achieve his goal, he would sacrifice anything. Before his death, he killed tens of thousands of gods in one breath and even took away their divine remains. Now, no one knows where his bones are buried." The man gritted his teeth, "It shows how rampant and cruel he is. How can he be called an immortal king? He is more like a demon king."
"In his script, you are also going to be sacrificed for this. But... we are willing to become your believers, willing to worship you, and ask you to lead us to restore our former glory."
He lowered his voice, leaned forward, and said, "We have prepared everything for you. You will soon have a team of gods under your command to serve you and protect you. Please come with us and become our common god, the greatest god in the world..."
When he raised his head again, his shoulders were already being held down.
Bai Yuhuai stood in front of him, his face cold and gloomy. Bai Yuhuai pressed his shoulders, not using much force, but making the man unable to move.
The man looked at Bai Yuhuai in astonishment.
Obviously, because the last wave of people who broke into the Bai family villa were all killed in one fell swoop, no one passed on the news that Bai Yuhuai was Zhuo Wu's reincarnation.
So the man had no idea that he was actually tearing down the house in front of the real person.
No, this is not called climbing up the roof to tear down the tiles...
There was a cold look in Bai Yuhuai's eyes.
He now also wanted to know what the hell he had deduced in his previous life and what stupid things he had done to create such a bunch of idiots who came to snatch his wife from him
The man forced a smile: "Brother Bai..."
Bai Yuhuai turned around and kissed Jing Jiujiu on the forehead: "... Did you see it? This is mine."
The man suddenly felt all his pores tighten and he unconsciously wanted to kneel down.
He heard Bai Yuhuai say: "I heard you call me the Demon Lord?"
The man was stunned.
He is Zhuo Wu? No. Zhuo Wu is still alive? No, no. Zhuo Wu kissed the new god? Zhuo Wu and the new god had an affair? That's not what the oracle Zhuo Wu left behind said!