Perhaps, a thousand years later, two thousand years later, or even after an era, a description like this will be circulated in hell.
Hell changed drastically, the sky was filled with hideous things, and the nine eunuchs stole the high positions. Since then, the underworld has entered a high-pressure era of white terror.
Some people care about their reputation after death, but some people don't.
For example, at this moment, the Great Changqiu was sitting at the crystal table, holding a jade cup in his hand, which was filled with wine brewed from the tears of the dead.
The nature of the wine is cold, and ordinary people's souls would be frozen after drinking it. But for Da Changqiu, it was like drinking a cold drink in summer, bringing a little bit of comfort.
Next to the Grand Chamberlain sat a chamberlain who was originally ranked tenth among the chamberlains but was now ranked ninth.
He was sitting on the other side of the table, not drinking, but knitting clothes with two sharp bone spurs in his hands.
It can be seen that his craftsmanship is very good and particular, and the silk thread he uses is also made from extremely rare zombie white hair.
White-haired zombies are not very rare, but it is very rare to find them before God chop them into ashes and then remove their white hair and preserve it without any self-interest.
Fortunately, there is a real stock of this thing in a Yama Palace. I don’t know why the King of Hell was so idle as to collect this thing.
"Brother, something happened over there again."
Xiaojiu said as she was knitting clothes.
It was as ordinary as a brother and sister sitting on the threshing floor and chatting about family matters.
"Oh, I'm going to listen carefully."
"It's time to go and take a look." Xiaojiu said.
As if he had heard Xiao Jiu's deep meaning, Da Chang Qiu shook his head and said:
"Not yet."
"He's already like this, what else is there for him to be afraid of?"
Xiaojiu put the knitting needle made of bone spur in his mouth and bit it.
"When he was sober, I didn't dare to provoke him. How could I dare to approach him when he was crazy?"
Da Changqiu pointed at himself while holding the wine glass and said to Xiaojiu:
"Xiaojiu."
"ah?"
"Do you want to become Hachi?"
The relationship between the Nine Eunuchs was already very good, and they were like a family connected as one.
During the chat, Da Changqiu suddenly stood up, shrugged his nose, and smiled.
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"I used to speculate whether this Di Ting was so big that its body was filled with sand or mud."
"What about now?" Xiaojiu immediately answered.
“It’s actually flesh and blood.”
Da Changqiu smacked his lips.
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"Xiaojiu, please sneak down to the foot of Mount Tai and bring me some wine to make wine.
It is said that the previous master of the Nether Sea liked to use the blood of the devil to make wine, and I also want to try it. "
"Brother, don't you want Xiaojiu anymore?"
… …
Two flowers bloomed,
The atmosphere on the other side of hell suddenly became tense because of the roar and blood-spurting sound from the top of Mount Tai.
In the book house in the world of the living,
Boss Zhou looked around, trying to find something handy to beat "Qing" with.
Because after this guy pointed at the Taoist priest and shouted "It's you",
It's been stuck there.
The order of expression changes is:
shock,
Very shocked,
Very shocked,
Extremely shocked,
Extremely shocked!
What's next
The reason I didn't think of using my fingernails directly was because I was worried about getting Qing involved.
finally,
Qing's expression relaxed.
He looked at Zhou Ze in a daze.
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"You know what I saw?"
Boss Zhou shook his head and said:
"I just know that if you keep laying the groundwork, I'll be unable to resist the urge to beat you to death."
Qing smiled.
I stretched my body.
There's nothing nice about the little girl's body as she stretches.
Especially when she learned that the dominant force in her body was a soul that could not be any older, her originally naive behavior seemed extremely chilling.
"I suddenly felt that giving up was a very wise thing to do, because I was able to witness this scene."
Saying,
Qing pointed at Zhou Ze.
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"You are lucky enough to witness history!"
Boss Zhou's left hand has grown nails.
I can't help it!
Qing immediately continued:
"1,300 years ago, 1,200 years ago, or 1,100 years ago? Anyway, I can't be impatient. It must have been thousands of years ago...
The story of the shadow:
——
Time really has no meaning here.
When the fairy mountains and sea of clouds were flattened, when the pavilions and towers were destroyed,
There are no more flying cranes or dancing fairies.
here,
Only a long period of desolation remains.
Everything was frozen in time, frozen at the moment when the sword fell, who knows how long ago.
When everything is constant, when everything is eternal, time loses its value of existence.
The old man was walking numbly among the ruins in tattered clothes, but the details of his clothes still showed how luxurious they were when they were intact.
But now he looked like an old beggar, and the most embarrassing thing was that no one in this place could give him food.
Because it's not that he doesn't have neighbors in this area, but those small fry who have managed to survive are in a more miserable state than him. If you really see them, you don't know who is giving alms to whom.
But he was hungry and empty, so he lay down on a pile of rubble and greedily gnawed at the moss on it.
All things belonging to immortals will always retain some immortal energy. Now the immortal energy here has long been exhausted, and only some can be found in these few corners and edges, which is better than nothing.
In the center of the ruins, there is a sculpture with a terrifying sword scratch on its chest. Its head is also missing, making it a headless sculpture.
As for the owner of the sculpture, the real ruler of the fairy world at that time, the old man had only seen him from afar when he was diving into the water to water the flowers.
But he had already fallen under that sword.
Thinking back to that day, the old man still can't understand why things suddenly became like that
He only remembered that during that period, he kept hearing that there was a war going on down there, and many immortals had gone down there, rushing to help both sides make extra money.
He scooped with his left hand and scraped with his right hand, attracting a lot of luck. The air in this fairyland seemed to be filled with the sweetness of brewing honey.
At that time, it was also heard that the human leader named Xuanyuan below would be brought up a hundred years later and be included in the immortal class.
That means becoming an immortal directly. Even if you are at the very end of the Immortal Palace, you are still an immortal!
It is an existence that is enough to make countless immortal slaves like them envy, hate and look up to him.
But that day,
Originally, it was supposed to be the day when the human master named Xuanyuan would be taken up to heaven after his life ended. His master was the immortal official who took him up to heaven. He even said happily that he didn't know how much of a gift this human master could give to curry favor with him.
result,
People are coming.
Not only did people come,
And brought a sword,
With one sword,
The sky is falling.
The ground collapsed.
Immortal... gone.
… …
What made the old man helpless was that the immortal was gone, and all the immortal slaves were killed, leaving only a few small fish, but the beautiful scene of the emancipated serfs singing did not happen.
These small fry were trapped in the ruins and could only survive but had no way out.
The old man who was chewing the moss skin suddenly heard a noise.
“Squeak… squeak… squeak…”
A harsh friction sound was heard.
The old man's eyes widened, and he immediately stood up and looked up.
He saw a giant ape covered with yellow hair actually carrying the broken Sky Gate with his hands and shoulders, and using his own physique to carry open the ruins that had been isolated for a long time.
The old man was excited.
at the same time,
The old man was scared too.
He seemed a little helpless. Countless years of loneliness had made him no longer as versatile as he used to be. At this moment, he was more like a walking corpse created by time.
He saw a middle-aged man in white clothes jumping down from the giant ape.
Walking into here,
Walked into the ruins.
The man in white stretched himself.
He said to the terrifying giant ape behind him:
"Is it interesting to move mountains?"
The giant ape behind him nodded naively while trying hard to carry the Tianmen.
The man in white seemed somewhat dissatisfied.
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"Why did I choose you instead of that little red one? Look how stupid you are. You can't even respond to a question.
Moving mountains is not as interesting as moving the gate of heaven."
The giant ape nodded woodenly, being very honest and simple-minded.
The man in white was relieved.
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“Well, Xiaohong can’t carry this thing either. What should have been in your brain has grown into your muscles.
So, is moving mountains challenging? "
The giant ape hesitated, as if unsure whether to nod or shake his head to match the man in white.
The man in white looked up to the sky.
have no choice.
"It's true that each generation is worse than the previous one, and the laws of heaven and earth are becoming less and less friendly to monsters like you, causing your species to become lower and lower.
If I had another chance to find a monkey god,
I want to find one that can fight as well as the one with the old ancestor, but also has Xiaohong's brains."
The giant ape continued to carry Tianmen.
The man in white smacked his lips, somewhat reluctantly.
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"Okay, okay, you have to be as good at fighting as the purple monkey, with Xiaohong's brains and your strength.
Without your strength, I wouldn't be able to get in here, right?"
The giant ape grinned and laughed happily.
The man in white rolled his eyes and looked at the silly monkey helplessly.
"Hold on a little longer. If you can't hold on any longer and are about to be smashed into mud, tell me so I can get out first and then you can be smashed into mud."
The giant ape nodded vigorously.
The man in white turned around.
Walk inside.
The old man noticed that the other person was looking at him, and he was so scared that he immediately knelt down.
The long-lost instinct of awe in the face of superiors was revived in the blood again.
The man in white shook his head and ignored the old man. He walked straight up to the altar and walked to the bottom of the headless sculpture.
Pointing at the sculpture with a tone of obvious contempt and indifference,
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"Oh, is this a fairy?"
The old man knelt on the ground and continued to tremble. He had no intention of going forward to scold the other party for daring to be so disrespectful.
He also knew that the other few remaining small fish were probably in a worse situation than himself.
The man in white yawned.
He reached out and picked up a large stone nearby.
Pointed his finger at it.
The original stone was instantly carved into the appearance of the man in white.
The man in white carefully played with the stone sculpture of his head.
After you are satisfied,
Flying up directly,
He placed his own stone brain sculpture on the sculpture.
Since then,
The sculpture has a head again.
The man in white took out a pot of wine from his pocket.
Took a sip,
Turn around,
He shouted with a little pride to the giant ape who was still struggling to hold up the Heavenly Gate:
"Ha... this is what a fairy is."