"Bailu, why did Master Fuxi want to cut you down?" Qi Yin asked.
The starry sky was silent, and the darkness covered Qi Yin gently and sternly. He lay on the stone platform, looking up at the bright Milky Way above his head, watching them flow as quietly as mercury. After waiting for a long time without getting a response, Qi Yin tilted her head suspiciously, only to see Bai Lu sitting on the statue with a thin white back. His hands were tucked into his sleeves, the sleeves of his robes fluttered like moth wings, and the ropes fell, giving him an unspeakable slump.
"Alas," he sighed, "at that time, he was young and arrogant, and he violated the prohibition of Fuxi's old man and mixed with the mortal things. Don't talk about it, talk about sadness."
Although Qi Yin was curious in her heart, she wasn't the one who broke the casserole and asked to the end, so she didn't ask any further questions. Turning his head to see the white skeleton sitting reclining, he thought of his brother again. I don't know what his brother is doing now, whether he misses him. Qi Yin sighed melancholy, and suddenly thought of something, a jolted spirit sat up and asked, "By the way, Great God Bailu, my elder brother Fulan is a child from the Bashan Temple, do you have any great witches who have descendants? Maybe me? Brother is his descendant."
"Children from Bashan Temple?" Bai Lu turned around in confusion, "Wu Zhu will serve the gods all his life. If he doesn't get married, he doesn't have children, he won't get rich, if he doesn't sin, he will jump out of reincarnation after death and become a servant of the gods forever. With the gods around, how can there be children?" He waved his sleeves, and the white mist rose, and those white souls appeared on the bronze pillars, "Here, this is the servant of the young master."
Qi Yin stared at them blankly, the souls stood silently, and a pale chin was revealed under the white deer mask. Their upright and silent posture reveals an ancient solemnity. Qi Yin stammered and asked: "They are like this, living in the white mist for eternity?"
Bai Lu nodded and raised his chin towards Qi Yin, "What do you think your brother's name is?"
"Fulan." Qi Yin said.
"Fu Shu's Fu, Qing Lan's Lan?"
Qi Yin nodded.
"It's a strange name."
"Why is it strange?" Qi Yin said, "It's very artistic, unlike my name. My aunt said my name was thrown blindly by my mother by throwing a thousand-syllable in front of the statue of Nuwa."
Bailu said: "Did you see many tangled flowers in the tomb? That one is called Fulan flower, which is the totem of my shrine. This flower is very strange. The stems and whiskers are connected and the roots are connected. All Fulan flowers grow from one big root. What's more interesting is that this flower will die when it encounters the wind. When the wind blows, it will all turn into ashes and float away without a trace. Because of this special habit, it can't live in the lower world, only in the little master's There is a moon in the sky."
He said, raised his hand, and the mist in his palm condensed, turning into an illusion of a flower. With a wave of his hand, the flower swayed towards Qi Yin, Qi Yin stretched out his palm and carefully caught it. It was a small white flower, at first glance like a fluffy ball, the petals were like a circle of cotton wool, attached to the rhizome. As soon as Qi Yin blew it, the petals flew into the air, like a circle of fine stars blown down, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Qi Yin looked at the petals that were fluttering in the wind, and unknowingly became stunned. With such a magical flower as a name, people are like a quiet little white flower. Is his brother a flower fairy? He held his chin, his thoughts drifting aimlessly. Why isn't that guy a girl? Dumb and silly, if a girl is a good family, she will be loved and loved.
He remembered how Fu Lan was doing needlework under the lamp at night. He lowered his head, and the collar behind his neck was shortened, revealing a section of the back of Bai Shengsheng's neck. If Fu Lan was a girl, then he could... Qi Yin felt a sense of disappointment in her heart, she stood up, unintentionally affected her sick foot, and felt a pain in her heart. I took off my shoes and socks and saw that the poisonous sore had spread to the instep, bruising and purple, like a layer of Sha.
Bai Lu walked over to see it, and said with a "tsk" in disgust, "It's disgusting."
"..." Qi Yin rolled his eyes at him angrily.
The white deer floated down slowly like fallen leaves, and a dim white light condensed in the palm of his hand. He brushed his palm over Qi Yin's right foot, and the lacquer shell of the mantra sha peeled off layer by layer, and disappeared in one fell swoop. Qi Yin was surprised to see that the curse really disappeared. God is really God, although he can't see four or six, he still has two brushes.
He raised his head to thank him, but saw Bai Lu's soul faded a bit, like smoke, about to disperse.
Qi Yin said in a daze: "Bailu, you... your soul..."
"Oh," Bai Lu looked down at himself, and yawned sullenly, "after all, he just came back to life, he's too weak, and it took a little spiritual energy to become like this. It doesn't matter, even if the spirit is gone, after See you again in a few days."
Qi Yin was slightly relieved.
Bai Lu said again: "Because of the blood of Xiaoye, I remind you that the witches who serve me have always..." His almost transparent face showed helplessness and boredom, "Anyway, it's hard to say anything. The tomb of the gods was built by them, and rash intruders are guilty of blasphemy in their eyes. Therefore, once someone enters the tomb, it will be automatically blocked, and the intruder will be used as my sacrifice. But I have opened the entrance Now, if you want to leave or stay, you can figure it out yourself." He tucked his hands towards the statue, his figure faded, suddenly remembering something, he turned his head and said, "By the way, don't touch..."
Before he could finish speaking, he disappeared.
touch what? Qi Yin was puzzled. I called Bai Lu several times, but no one agreed, so I had to give up.
It has been at least a stick of incense since we came in, and Yun Zhi still didn't show up, so there shouldn't be anything wrong. He didn't dare to go out hastily, maybe his father was waiting at the door. Scratching his head, he drew a few more sound transmissions and sent them out, hoping they would see it soon.
Qi Yin decided to have another cup of tea, and if there was no letter, he would go out. Waiting and waiting, the upper and lower eyelids fought, one of them didn't hold back, and fell asleep. When I saw Fu Lan in my dream, I sat beside him and looked down at him. His black and big eyes were still so focused, like pure glass beads, clearly reflecting his shadow. When Qi Yin saw his nose, his nose was sour, and for some reason, it was like reuniting after a long separation after half a lifetime, and almost burst into tears. He was quiet and didn't say a word. He was so gentle and quiet that I liked it.
Qi Yin suddenly became wicked and courageous. Anyway, it was a dream, not real, so it's better to do what you want. He shrugged and pouted at him. Fu Lan, who was in the dream, was obviously startled. He held down his head and kept him from getting close. Qi Yin was unrelenting, and pouted to press his face.
A terrified voice sounded behind him, "Hei Zai, you have a spring in your dreams!"
Qi Yin suddenly woke up, raised his eyelids, and saw Qi Lingshu's dead face with cold scum, with his hand still on Qi Yin's forehead, Qi Yin was startled, and hurriedly shrank back.
Yun Zhi came over and said with fun: "It's so intense, who did you dream of? Flower girl?"
Your uncle's. Qi Yin was full of embarrassment, raised his eyes and looked around, Qi Lingshu lined up his sleeves, Zhao Ming stood on the side and looked up at the statue of the White Deer, his mouth tsk tsk amazement. Just seeing Fang Xinxiao, he asked, "Where is Junior Sister Xinxiao?"
Yun Zhi showed a headache and said, "We are separated."
A few of them sat down cross-legged and slowly told Qi Yin what happened after he was kidnapped. Qi Yin had just been dragged up by Qi Shenwei, and everyone was rushing to chase, but at this moment, the stone statues in the promenade vibrated and began to crack one by one. Under the dim talisman light, the stone statues meandered out of the cracks of the branches and forks, and the stone shells shattered, revealing the shriveled and barren people inside. Those people were all dark brown and came out of the stone statue with a pungent smell of medicine. Everyone's faces were distorted in pain, and the facial features seemed to be covered with a layer of asphalt and melted by the high temperature, ferocious and terrifying. They stretched out their dry hands and groped towards Yunzhi, wailing miserably.
Everyone was shocked, and Qi Lingshu stepped back while holding his sword. The cold sword light weaved into a cloud of sword rain and fell on those monsters. The monster covered its head and face and roared in horror, but none of them fell down, still groping in the direction of Qi Lingshu while mourning. Fang Xinxiao and Zhaoming first climbed out through the hole Qi Shenwei made just now, followed by Yun Zhi, and everyone behind the Qi Lingshu Hall escaped. However, the monsters also scrambled out of the hole, inarticulate, shouting something miserable.
Zhaoming asked in horror: "What are they shouting? Kidneys? They want our kidneys
Yun Zhi shouted: "What kidneys, they are calling God!"
"God? How can there be a god?" Zhaoming cried while running, "What the hell is this place, why is it so evil!"
Yun Zhi turned his head and glanced at it, and almost didn't hold his breath. Heads rolled in the gloomy darkness, those monsters stretched their dry arms and opened their twisted mouths, chasing after them and screaming: "God, forgive us! Forgive us!"
After finally finding a corner, everyone climbed the beams, holding their breaths and waiting for them to pass. Fortunately, those things didn't look very good for some reason, they fumbled around and sniffed around, and finally walked away one by one. When it was confirmed that it was safe, Qi Lingshu whispered, "Fang Xinxiao is gone."
There were two people missing at once, whether to find Qi Yin or Fang Xinxiao first, everyone was silent. Qi Yin didn't know where he was dragged, there were monsters on the road, it was difficult to check the blood on the ground, but Fang Xinxiao was most likely nearby. After struggling for a while, I finally decided to find Fang Xinxiao first.
They speculated that they had lost their lives when they were running for their lives just now, and they went back along the road to look for it, but they couldn't find it. So I looked for a possible fork in the road. Either it was blocked by monsters, or there was no one. They guessed whether Fang Xinxiao would return to Shimen, so they turned off the lamp talisman and walked back in the dark.
There are a few shriveled monsters on the road. There are no beams on the top of this place, so you can't go up. But the thing didn't look good, and they decided to hold their breath and bypass them.
Zhao Ming was the least timid, his heart was beating wildly, and he was about to explode. He watched Qi Lingshu quietly sneak under the arm of a monster to the other end of the aisle. Yun Zhi told him to go first, he grimaced and moved over little by little, a monster seemed to sense something, raised his nose, and probed his head in his direction. His legs suddenly softened, and he didn't dare to move. The monster was hunched over, getting closer and closer to him. Even though the aisle was pitch-dark, he could clearly see the dark pond with its deeply sunken eyes. Its body is very strange, the flesh is shriveled, like dried bacon. There is a crack in the throat, and there are things that look like plant stems and leaves can be faintly seen.
Zhaoming quickly wondered why these things had such a strong medicinal smell, that was because their bodies were filled with herbs.
The monster sniffed at his side, found nothing, and finally turned his head. Zhaoming breathed a sigh of relief, carefully moved his steps again, and finally reached Qi Lingshu's side. Yun Zhi also came, and they returned to the corridor, but found that the Shimen was closed well, and there was no sign that it had been opened at all. At this moment, they received a sound transmission from Qi Yin.
"So we came here first." Yun Zhi spread his hands.
Everyone sighed opposite each other, Qi Yin recounted what happened to him, everyone's eyes widened, they couldn't believe it. Zhaoming stared blankly at the white deer statue and said, "It turns out... there is really a god? Qi Yin, are you dreaming? You just dreamed about the flower girl."
spend your uncle. Qi Yin felt embarrassed and said angrily, "I'm very clear-headed. I can still tell if it's a dream or not."
"If this is the tomb of the gods, then I think I know what those mummified corpses are outside." Yun Zhi said.
"What is it?" Qi Yin asked.
"It's a sinner." Yun knew, "In ancient times, there was no distinction between politics and religion, and the Dawuzhu was actually equivalent to the leader of the tribe. Only nobles who mastered writing and etiquette could become witches. They established a strict hierarchy, and the highest status was the ethereal deity. , Under the gods are Wu Zhu, and further down are nobles, commoners, and slaves, and criminals have a lower status than slaves. These criminals are sealed in stone statues. On the one hand, they are severely punished, and on the other hand, they are allowed to guard the underground palace.
"How do you know?" Qi Lingshu asked, frowning, "This matter has never even been mentioned by Uncle Yuan Yin."
Yun Knows: "My beautiful uncle told me. Ancient books recorded a kind of 'honey man', 'before death, he never eats and drinks, but only takes honey in the bath. Menstruation, defecation and urine are all honey, and after death, the people of the country are buried with honey. Sarcophagus'. It means that before such people are sealed, they are not allowed to eat or drink, but only eat honey juice and bathe with honey juice. After a month, their excrement and urine are honey juice. They were sealed in the sarcophagus. My uncle said that the method of this kind of sealing was passed down from the ancient Wuzhu. But the group of guys outside smelled of medicine. It seems that the ancient Wuzhu did not pour honey, but poured medicine. Juice." He raised his eyebrows, "Some of the mountains are flooded with water, which flushes out the honey in the horns, and some people will cut their meat and eat them. It is said that they can live forever. You can see a lot of 'honey meat', which is very expensive, but almost all of them are fake, made from rat meat."
It's so fucking disgusting, Qi Yin wanted to vomit just listening to it, "God, they can talk about this stuff too?"
"Why can't I go down?" Yun Zhi smiled, "As long as they can live forever, I guarantee that they will even eat the feces pulled by the immortals."
Qi Lingshu glanced at him coldly, Yun Zhi stuck out his tongue, swiped his finger on his mouth, and made a gesture of sealing his mouth.
"Such a severe punishment," Zhaoming said, "what a sin."
"If you guess correctly, it should be blasphemy." Qi Lingshu said lightly.
Qi Yin asked curiously, "How to blaspheme? Are you urinating in front of a god statue?"
"Actually, it's not necessarily blasphemy," Yun Zhi said. "Sometimes treason, apostasy, or fornication is considered blasphemous."
Qi Yin sighed and shook his head. To be honest, according to Bai Lu's temperament, he might be fine with treason and betrayal, but the guy who disturbed his sleep would probably be punished for blasphemy. It is not clear whether these punishments are the superstition of fools and fools, or the cruelty that is rooted in the hearts of thousands of ordinary people.
Yun Zhi took out the dagger, scratched it on the ground, and restored part of the map of the underground palace according to his memory. According to Bailu, this is the middle hall, so they should have walked to the middle of the underground palace, and there should be an apse or something behind. If Fang Xinxiao did not encounter any monsters, he should have walked towards the entrance. They decided to return to the promenade in a while to see if Fang Xinxiao had sent a note.
Zhaoming was very curious about the White Deer God and circled around the statue. Qi Yin held her chin and remembered the sentence "Don't touch..." when Bai Lu Lin disappeared. He always felt that something was weird. At that time, Bai Lu's soul body was already very thin, and his face was a little blurry. He tried to recall Bai Lu's expression, as if it was serious, and it seemed to be a little warning.
Qi Yin slowly frowned, what could he not touch
Raising his head, he saw that Zhaoming stretched out his hand towards the statue, and that one inch of fingertips was about to touch Bai Lu's icy body.
Something flashed through his mind like lightning, and Qi Yin shouted loudly, "Don't touch it!"
Zhaoming was just touching the statue, and was startled by Qi Yin, he hurriedly retracted his hand, and said, "What's wrong? I was curious, so I touched it."
There was silence, nothing happened, and everyone looked at him inexplicably. Qi Yin touched his head awkwardly and said, "Nothing... nothing..."
At this moment, Zhaoming's fingers burned without warning, and the raging flames climbed along his arms, burning his body inch by inch. Everyone paled in shock, Zhaoming screamed in horror, the eye pond spewed fire, and the whole person burned into a burning man. The flesh and blood evaporated like water vapor, and soon it turned into a scorched bone. He cried out for help, and wanted to walk towards Qi Yin and the others, but he stumbled under his feet and rolled off the stone platform, falling into the endless abyss.
Qi Lingshu rushed to the edge of the stone platform and shouted, "Zhaoming—"
It was dark and silent below.