Qi Yin slammed out the door, fell out of the steps, got up with both hands and feet and ran out, before taking a few steps, the whole person was stunned.
In front of me is no longer the courtyard of Mingyue Xiaozhu, but a vast wilderness. Thousands of miles of scorched earth, spears, halberds, swords, and swords were inserted into the cracked ground. The vast sky was shrouded in red clouds, as red as blood.
On the ground in the distance, a giant bird with a human face and a bird body landed on the top of the mountain, and a jet-black dragon roared in the clouds with blood like lava. Qi Yin saw a silver-white deer spirit rushing out of the flames of war, running along the back of the dragon to the sky, and finally stepping over the dragon's iron-faced head and leaping to the top of the sky. In an instant, a white light appeared, a full moon seemed to rise above its head, a clear cry rang out between the heavens and the earth, the figure of the white deer turned into a swamp, the redness of the sky was fading, the surface was no longer burning, and the cold raindrops rustled. Falling, the red world is shrouded in torrential rain.
The demons wailed, and the mortals wailed. Shen Xiong's bronze drum sounded in the sky, and a sun-like man stood on the cloud, tucked his hands and looked at it. The demons in black armor stopped fighting, arrayed in the field, and struck the heavy iron shield with their swords. The thunderous percussion accompanied by the bronze drums resounded through the battlefield, ancient and solemn, as if the world was weeping.
Qi Yin instantly understood that this was the day Bailu died in battle, and the gods played the bronze drums to mourn the fall of the Great God Bailu.
"'In the past, the three seedlings were in chaos, the destiny was ruined, the day and night came out, the rain and blood were three dynasties, the dragon was born in the temple, and the dog cried in the city.'" A rouge-colored umbrella covered Qi Yin's head, and a gentle man dressed Su Bai Shenyi walked to his side, "Even after thousands of years, I can't forget this day. My battle of gods died in the wilderness of Tianmu, and my flesh and blood turned into a swamp. It finally rained in Xinjiang. The gods and witches in the southern border called this battle the battle of Tianshang. Later, when Fuxi Jedi Tiantong, the gods gradually faded out of the mortal world, and the mortal spirits forgot the existence of gods and this cruelty. battle."
"Are you my uncle, or Wu Yuli?" Qi Yin asked nervously.
The man smiled lightly, "Both. Xiaoyin, don't be afraid, you can continue to call me Shishu."
Qi Yin swallowed, the man in front of him was gentle and elegant, with the same immortal appearance of Meng Qinghe as always. It was just that there seemed to be a deep sadness in his shallow smile, which made Qi Yin see the shadow of the sinner who was weeping in front of the tomb of God.
"I... We are thousands of years ago?" Qi Yin asked.
"It's just an illusion." Wu Yuli shook his head.
"The one who looks like a sun is Master Fuxi?" Qi Yin asked.
"That's right. This is the world of gods and witches. It's a magnificent era when a great god walks the earth and the witches ignite bonfires to praise the gods. But it's also a barbaric era. The chiefs of the tribes smear the dry feathers with the blood of live animals. Dancing to meet the gods in the carnival of male and female sex." Wu Yuli said eloquently.
"This... so crazy?" Qi Yin was stunned.
"It's different now, the gods have disappeared, the Taoist method has replaced the witchcraft, and there is no way to teach the disciples to trust themselves instead of the gods. The temples are deserted, and the Central Plains have long since lost the tradition of paying homage to the great gods. Many ancient great gods have already lived in the mortal world. The real death in oblivion." Wu Yuli smiled sadly, "Including my god, Bailu."
Wu Yuli stood beside him, his gray eyes were blank. The feeling he gave to Qi Yin was indescribable, Qi Yin was clearly standing beside him, but seemed to be thousands of miles away from him. This man seemed to live in the distant stars and moon, and there was a kind of sad calm about him.
Lonely and peaceful.
"He's alive, Uncle Shi, although he doesn't seem to be happy," Qi Yin scratched his head and said, "He also said that he would shove you to death with a hoof."
Wu Yuli smiled bitterly, and there was a bit of helplessness in his gentle smile.
"Sorry to make you laugh," he said. "My god is still a child."
Looking at his smile, Qi Yin always felt unreal. The man beside him was gentle and quiet, and Meng Qinghe was no different in peacetime. But Qi Yin couldn't connect him with the sinner Great Witch who burned leaves withered to death and broke the old man's hands and feet. It seems to be two polar opposites, but they both belong to Wu Yuli.
He spoke of his God so tenderly, as if it were the happiest part of his long life. How could such a person provoke a battle of heaven and earth and kill his god
"Uncle Shi..." Qi Yin asked hesitantly, "Did you really kill Bai Lu?"
Wu Yuli was silent, he turned his head and looked at the vast wilderness, blood splattered all over the earth.
"It's my fault, it's hard to make up for this life." He said softly.
Qi Yin asked hesitantly, "Uncle Shi, what crime did you commit..."
"Old things are not enough for outsiders." Wu Yuli put his index finger on his lips with a warm smile, "Ask me something else, Xiao Yin, you must have a lot of questions to ask me."
There were too many, so many that Qi Yin didn't know which to ask first. He thought about it and said, "Is it really you who chased after my mother and me thirteen years ago?"
"Yes, it's me." Wu Yuli nodded, "I'll give you candy and invite you to come with me. You took my candy, but turned around and called your mother, saying that a strange uncle is going to kidnap you."
Ganqing prepared candy for kidnapping children, but fortunately he was clever when he was a child. Qi Yin was speechless and said, "You kidnapped me because of the white deer blood in me?"
"good."
"I don't know where my bloodline came from," Qi Yin was very depressed, "It brought me a lot of trouble."
Wu Yuli said apologetically, "I gave it to you, child."
"Ah?" Qi Yin was stunned.
"Eighteen years ago, I was practicing medicine in the Wujiang area, and I happened to meet your mother who was about to give birth. Your father was not around, and she lived in a remote place. If I hadn't happened to pass by, I'd be afraid that both mother and child would die. It's not right, it's difficult to give birth. Fortunately, you were born in the end, but you were stillborn." Wu Yuli said.
"Stillbirth?" Qi Yin's eyes widened.
"I used a blood-dropping lotus for you." Wu Yuli stretched out his hand, and a small red lotus phantom lay in the palm of his hand, "That is the last drop of white deer's blood in this world. Saving people who are about to die, but the pure blood of the great gods can make people alive, flesh and bones, and bring them back to life. It is because of this that you have obtained the blood of the white deer."
Qi Yin was taken aback, never dreaming that Wu Yuli was his savior. Wu Yuli didn't wait for him to speak, just shook his head and said, "You don't have to be grateful to me, it's my selfishness to save you."
"But with your way, it was easy to take me away at that time, so why didn't you take me away?"
"You're too young, I can't take care of the baby." Wu Yuli smiled bitterly, he always smiled warmly and looked very harmless, "As for when you were five years old, it was another reason. Xiao Yin , For what is about to happen, fate often arranges for you to give you signs, but the fools don't notice. And the witches are more sensitive than ordinary people, so they can predict good or bad luck. Your mother took you away that day, and I saw fiery red The lotus withered in the pond in midsummer, and I foresaw your mother's death from this ominous sign." He turned his face and sighed sympathetically, "What a cruel fate, for a mother, the greatest bad news is not God took her only child away from her, and took her away from her only child. Her child will walk alone, facing the future disaster alone. And she will stand by and do nothing."
Qi Yin's heart is also bitter, his mother is also stupid, and she was so hard to guard him, when she was still young, she was gone. She should remarry and find him a handsome and rich stepfather, not very good.
Wu Yuli sighed, "Why does death come, why does an innocent mother die? Even gods can't answer such a question. Taking you away is not something I have to do, as long as you grow up safely, where will you be? It doesn't matter. I decided to keep you and accompany her in her final years. How are you all doing? Xiaoyin."
At that time, Qi Yin was too young to remember much. There are only a few pictures left in the impression, the blurred sunlight on the bluestone road in Wutang, and his mother's jujube red skirt flying in the wind. He always walks behind her, and takes him wherever she goes to wash her clothes, never leaving her. He still remembered the mottled spells on the door of the house, his mother had to re-apply it every night and block the door with a box.
Qi Yin sighed, "Uncle, what can you do if you take me away? I can't do anything except eat, drink, and laugh. Look at my Sword Master, I've been learning for so long, and I only have a little bit of fur."
"You are very important to me, Xiaoyin." Wu Yuli didn't answer directly, just tucked his hands away, looking at the vast pale red sky outside the rain curtain, "Why do you want to belittle yourself? I am in the golden figurine. I stayed for two thousand years, and I stayed outside the golden figurines for a thousand years. But in fact, the inside of the golden figurines is no different from the outside world. Living people are like insects and ants, sucking blood and sucking bones, and they are insatiable. You give them rice, rice, soup and fish, let them They are spared from starvation, but they have asked you for nectar, jade, and delicious food. You have given them caves and dens to protect them from the wind and rain, but they have asked you for high houses and pavilions. All desires are endless. When you can't satisfy their wishes, they will scrape your name and expel you from the annals of history." He looked back at Qi Yin, "But you are different, Xiao Yin, you are a kind child. You and The Yao family reconciled, but also to save their children. You reconciled with your father, and you let go of the more than ten years of abandonment in an instant. Facing your father-killing enemy Yuan Ji, you have no deep-seated resentment, not even killing His desire. Why? Xiao Yin," Wu Yuli asked softly, "Why don't you hate them?"
Qi Yin was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and looked at his toes, "I don't hate it, I'm a very careful person. I don't want to pay attention to Yao Xiaoshan's unfortunate behavior. But he is not the only child of the Yao family. What? I don't care. But in the end, I didn't save it. My brother killed me." Qi Yin sighed bitterly, "What can you do with hate, you still have to live like this. Hate and hate, give it to yourself for nothing. Timing. I grew up, and everyone came to step on me. I was scolded by my aunt for losing money at home, and my master scolded my elm head in the school. When I went to the street, I was even teased by hooligans as a child of evil. I finally became a fairy. Well, everyone who sees me says I'm mediocre, I'm not like my father. If I take everything to heart, I'll be mad three hundred times. Forget it, let's just leave it alone. I'm now With my brother and cat, I'm already very happy."
"It's a child who is easy to be satisfied," Wu Yuli smiled lightly, and when he smiled slightly, there was always a look of compassion in his eyes, "Xiao Yin, I like you very much, that's why I didn't take you away. You grew up by my side, and I will miss you."
What he said was weird, Qi Yin had goose bumps all over his body, this guy couldn't be a broken sleeve, Qi Yin touched his face, although he was handsome, only he and Fu Lan thought so. The servant himself is as beautiful as a flower, how can he look down on him
A gust of wind blew, and a colorful moth flew down from the pale red sky and settled on Wu Yuli's fingertips. The moth was only the size of a thumb and looked very evil. Qi Yin asked, "What is this? A fluttering moth from thousands of years ago?"
Wu Yuli shook his head and said, "This isn't an illusion, it's called 'Fei Lian', and it's my demon pet. It took me a long time to keep it up before I obediently listened to my words."
To treat moths as pets, this fellow's hobby is really unique. Qi Yin suddenly remembered something and asked, "Uncle Shi, the sinner in the tomb of the gods said that my brother's breath is very similar to yours. Tell the truth, is my brother your seed?"