The young man probably accepted the idea that Bai Yuhuai was just a "bed warmer". He restrained his hostility towards Bai Yuhuai and even had someone prepare hot water in the bathtub for them.
Jing Jiujiu sat on the edge of the bathtub, kicked the water, and whispered, "It's... very thoughtful."
More than thoughtful
To add interest (?), the young man's little follower even spread rose petals and placed a bottle of wine near the bathtub.
Bai Yuhuai's eyes were cold and he didn't respond.
The more the young man said this, the more it showed that he was different from Taoist Qu Yi and his group. Taoist Qu Yi wanted to become the most powerful god, while the young man came here purely for Jing Jiujiu.
Why did the young man describe the term "god's servant" so lightly? Was it for the future, when he would be able to put aside his shame and offer himself to the emperor
"It turns out... so many people have secretly joined him." Jing Jiujiu kicked and hit Bai Yuhuai's leg.
Bai Yuhuai then bent down, grabbed his ankle, and followed him into the bathtub. The water splashed, and soon soaked both of their clothes.
Bai Yuhuai was not surprised at all: "People are all selfish." When he saw evil ghosts in the past, he killed them without mercy. But he also didn't think that all humans were good.
As expected, the young man's subordinates included more than just Taoist Qu Yi's family. In addition, all those in the metaphysical circle who had no sect or organization affiliation were taken in by him.
These people had all heard of the Guiyun Sect. When the young man brought them to see Jing Jiujiu, they were so scared that they almost thought that this place had been broken through by the Guiyun Sect.
Later, he was calmed down by the young man with a few words.
It can be seen how profound the authority that the young man has established here is.
“I don’t know if it’s not falling now, I’ve seen it all.” Jing Jiujiu said in a low voice, and made a soft “hiss” sound, “Itchy.”
"When he goes to Mount Gushan, he will definitely bring everyone with him." Bai Yuhuai said lightly, rubbing Jing Jiujiu's ankle.
"What should we do then?"
"I'll do it."
Jing Jiujiu: "What about me?"
Bai Yuhuai slowly leaned down, kissed his ankle, and whispered: "Didn't I say it today? You are my god, and I am your servant. Of course, I will clean up everything for my god. And my god will sit high on his throne and be served by his servants."
His tone was no different from usual, still indifferent. But Jing Jiujiu's ears turned red unconsciously, as if she had tasted some different erotic meaning from it.
Jing Jiujiu curled up her legs.
The next moment, Bai Yuhuai held the back of her neck and pressed her into the bathtub.
The water splashed heavily.
Intertwined with fire.
Bai Yuhuai leaned over to his ear and whispered, "... Do you really hate this person?"
Jing Jiujiu raised her eyes dazedly: "Hmm?"
Bai Yuhuai: "When we get to the top of Mount Guye, if I skin him alive and cut him into pieces..." He kissed the side of Jing Jiujiu's ear, "I know Jiujiu will not be soft-hearted."
Although he also hated himself a thousand years ago.
But the painting is still turbid and without painting. How could such a filthy thing be kept privately for a thousand years? I don't know how many times he has admired the painting... That's fine, but he also led others to look at it together... It's not enough to peel off its skin and bones ten thousand times.
The next morning, the young man gathered his men together, and they boarded buses in batches to head to Mount Guye.
The young man took off half of his skin, and the texture underneath was clearly visible.
He held several painted skins in one hand and asked Jing Jiujiu, "What kind of me do you like?"
Jing Jiujiu: “…”
vomit.
Put on some clothes.
At this time, others came up to persuade him: "You will be easily caught by the police if you dress like this."
When the young man heard this, it was as if some bad memories were suddenly touched upon.
The young man rolled up his skin and said in disgust, "It's a pity that the times have changed. We don't even have a ceremonial guard to welcome you to Mount Gushan."
The ceremonial guard that the young man mentioned refers to the countless "false gods" with heads embedded on their chests. They flew in the air, surrounded Jing Jiujiu, and rode on the clouds and mist to Mount Gushan.
Jing Jiujiu: “No need.”
Isn't it? If this aircraft takes off, it will be shot down in less than half a minute because it has entered the airspace by mistake, has not applied for the route in advance, or is suspected of violating the crime of peeping into state secrets.
Jing Jiujiu smacked her lips, thought about it, and actually felt that this was not bad.
Or let them all be shot down
Are you hurt from the fall
Just as Jing Jiujiu was pondering its feasibility, some people had already come out in cars and minibuses.
This is the means of transportation for this evil organization.
The young man said with a sullen face, "In order to deify and emphasize science, the human society today has formulated countless cumbersome rules. You need a driver's license to drive, and if you gather with many people, they will suspect you of engaging in illegal pyramid selling activities."
Jing Jiujiu pouted. Is science bad
Science is the greatest god.
It has saved so many people from suffering from war, illness, hunger, and lack of clothing... Have you ever been online? Do you know how happy it is to be online? Mount Gushan is so amazing, is there wifi on the mountain? If you can't even form a group to play games, what's the fun of being a god? It's better to be happy as a human.
"Such a terrible world..." The young man sneered and said, "Sooner or later, I will restore the glory of a thousand years ago for you."
Jing Jiujiu: “No need.”
Go back a thousand years to experience feudal autocracy
At this time, other people came out, each carrying a black backpack, with a five-pointed star badge on their head, and a small flag in their hands that read: Shenxian Travel Agency.
Jing Jiujiu: “…”
It's very fierce.
In the end, we still have to pretend to be the successors of communism and pretend to be a member of a tour group going swimming.
"You don't take the train?"
“We don’t have a legal identity or household registration.”
Oh, it seems they are still a bunch of illegal residents.
No wonder it's so hard to catch them. I don't know where they have been hiding all these years. No wonder they are more disgusting and perverted than the other. They are all creatures that live in the dark.
But it is probably because of this that they have not been more arrogant in entering the world and harming people... Although they have harmed a lot now!
"You go and serve."
The young man sent Assistant Zeng and another master of metaphysics to follow them.
They both have legal status.
This is also the reason why Assistant Zeng was sent into the crew before.
Assistant Zeng didn't even have time to hide, so he could only go up with a bitter face.
Jing Jiujiu and Bai Yuhuai took the high-speed train and then a plane, and arrived at the foot of Mount Guye in just a few hours.
This Guye Mountain is not the one in Fen City.
Instead, it is located in the tourist belt of Wudang Mountain, bordering Shennongjia.
The further the car went, the fewer people there were on the road.
"Get out of the car." Jing Jiujiu said.
"It's still a long way ahead..." Assistant Zeng said dryly, shaking the map in his hand.
Jing Jiujiu: "The area ahead is off-limits. Driving in is against the law, understand?"
Assistant Zeng: “…”
This is illegal, and that is illegal too.
Can't even God be a little freer
In the end they abandoned the car and hiked... Oh, only Bai Yuhuai, Assistant Zeng and another person were hiking.
Jing Jiujiu almost sat on Bai Yuhuai's shoulders without having to exert any strength at all.
Bai Yuhuai was very strong and walked steadily in front. When they reached the steep slope, he held Jing Jiujiu in his arms.
Assistant Zeng was out of breath as he walked. It was so quiet that not even the sound of insects could be heard. The endless forest seemed to envelop him, as if he would never reach the end. The mental and physical fatigue almost made Assistant Zeng collapse.
Kill him!
He never wanted to hang out with these bastards again!
Jing Jiujiu leaned leisurely in Bai Yuhuai's arms and talked in a low voice: "Why can that person live for a thousand years? Don't all gods die? Only Yan Mo originally belonged to the underworld, so he fell into the netherworld and escaped."
Bai Yuhuai whispered, "Because he is a bastard." His breathing was not even disordered.
This sentence is not intended to insult young people.
It was because he was indeed the product of the mixed blood of demigod and demon. And demigods were the product of the mixed blood of humans and gods.
"The blood of God in him is very weak, and because he has a little bit of devil blood, he has survived to this day." Bai Yuhuai paused, "Zhuo Wu once had the idea to destroy the netherworld. He stopped in a split second."
Jing Jiujiu let out a soft "ah".
He seemed to have almost guessed what Zhuo Wu was planning to do back then.
Since we are all destined to perish.
It would be better if I destroy them one by one with my own hands first, and then leave behind the divine corpses, divine consciousness and other things to be used for rebuilding the Three Realms in the future.
If we wait until the natural laws of heaven and earth destroy the gods and Buddhas, then there will really be nothing left... Is that right
Jing Jiujiu's thoughts kept turning over and over in his mind, but he still felt as if there was some trick that he had not thought of.
I don't know how much time has passed.
"Zeng Hao is missing." A trembling voice came from behind.
Jing Jiujiu: “Hmm?”
Bai Yuhuai pressed his forehead and said calmly, "Ignore it."
There is more than just one Assistant Zeng
Today, the young man, along with all the people under his command, or those half-human, half-ghost, half-god creatures, cannot leave here.
Bai Yuhuai walked much faster with Jing Jiujiu.
Slowly, that person was lost.
Assistant Zeng slumped on the ground, his ears still silent. He looked up at the sky and cursed, "Why do I have to catch up? Isn't it better to take the credit at the end?"
"Damn, this is not a human..."
Before Assistant Zeng finished speaking, there was a loud bang in the mountain.
The earth trembled.
Assistant Zeng turned over and crawled on the ground. His limbs were weak and he instinctively knelt down and kowtowed. But even so, he still felt a strong breathlessness...
The young man had already climbed the mountain by then.
He met Jing Jiujiu and Bai Yuhuai in front of a huge rock.
The young man pointed at the huge rock and said, "Behind this was once the cave of the most powerful god in the Three Realms. No, he is no longer a god. ... At the beginning of the creation, a saint was born in the world. He lowered the ladder to heaven to the human world and wrote down the method of cultivating immortals and ascending to heaven. All the immortals in the world are his disciples. No one has ever seen his true face. ... On the day he fell, the sky and the earth collapsed, the mountains and rivers flowed backwards, and the stars sank into darkness. I saw it with my own eyes."
"Today, you will take over from him and become the new ruler of this world."
"The commotion in the mountains and fields is cheering for your ascension to the altar."
The young man slowly walked to the boulder and raised his hand, as if he was going to draw a talisman on it.
But Bai Yuhuai was faster. He casually grabbed the young man's collar by the back of his neck and pulled him back.
He was clearly holding the collar, but the young man suddenly let out a sharp cry of pain: "Ah ah..."
The young man's eyes were bleeding, and his three souls and six spirits, his spiritual consciousness and demonic consciousness were all pulled out from the back of his neck by Bai Yuhuai like pulling out a thread.
Bai Yuhuai said, "Shh."
"Don't look at the wine."
Jing Jiujiu was slightly startled and narrowed her eyes.
The young man turned his head with difficulty.
His neck made a cracking sound, but he ignored it and only thought about how to escape.
"how come… "
"How can there be such a strong person in this world..."
Bai Yuhuai didn't even blink as he put his hands on the young man's face and peeled off his skin.
"Thousand years, how many layers of skin have you put on?" Bai Yuhuai said lightly.
The young man roared even louder, but no matter how he struggled, not even a breeze was stirred around him.
He looked in the direction of Jing Jiujiu: "He wants to... kill me..."
Bai Yuhuai: "Do you know why this mountain is so quiet?"
The young man's throat made a continuous "click... click..." sound.
The ability that had allowed him to walk sideways for thousands of years seemed to become an insignificant ant in the hands of this man.
Bai Yuhuai: "Because the owner of this mountain has returned."
The young man's eyes suddenly widened.
He didn't hear anything Assistant Zeng said that day.
impossible!
"Zhu Wu... is dead..."
"Everyone knows that he has been reincarnated, ha, ha... But the six realms of reincarnation have been broken and cannot support his divine body. How... can he still be reincarnated?"
"He is dead, completely dead..." the young man squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat.
so.
That's why the young man dared to have such audacious fantasies later on.
He wanted to possess alone the first god deduced by Zhuo Wu, the young man who stood there, lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and seemed to have all the glory in the world upon him.
Bai Yuhuai suddenly turned around and asked Jing Jiujiu: "Jiujiu, do you know his name?"
The young man was startled, and it seemed that he just remembered that he had never mentioned his name to the gods. Because their names were taboos and could not be easily known by others. So after thousands of years, he almost forgot it.
The young man struggled hastily for a few times, then opened his mouth towards Jing Jiujiu and said in a hoarse voice: "You must remember my name. My name is..."
Bai Yuhuai interrupted and said, "Jiujiu. His name is not important at all, right?"
Jing Jiujiu was stunned for a moment: "... Yeah."
Bai Yuhuai turned his head slowly: "He doesn't want to know."
The young man's eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.
Most of his soul and consciousness had been torn out, and his body began to rot. He realized his own ugliness, so he struggled even more frantically, covered in blood.
Bai Yuhuai pinched his evil consciousness.
Silently, it broke.
"That painting was painted by me. How can you keep it privately and look at it every day? You are not even worthy of being his believer.
"As punishment, he will never know your name until you die and disappear from this world."
“Ahhh!”
You are turbid and nothing.
The only person in the world who is so cold-blooded, cruel, domineering and arrogant is Zhuo Wu.