The sky is vast, the water and clouds are vast, and the ten thousand zhang high platform rises from the ground, standing among the walls, just like the needle of the Dinghai God in the north. Jinglin watched for a while in the wind, turning sideways to make way for the hungry.
The city was already flooded with hungry people, and on both sides of the road lay corpses with yellow faces and thin muscles. It was difficult to walk along the way, and many corpses had bloated stomachs, and they had reached the point of picking up soil and eating. The old, the weak, the sick and the sick staggered on the wall, each hunched over, even the lice in the hair were clean, and they were so hungry that they were jealous.
Jing Lin released the kid from Qiankun's sleeve, he held Jing Lin's clothes and followed step by step. Jing Lin touched his sleeve, but didn't take out anything.
"The purgatory on earth mentioned in the playbook is like this. Starved ghosts run all over the street, and Zhongdu is already the realm of Huangquan." The kid wiped his tears, "Everyone is going to die."
Jing Lin was silent. His eyes can see all the suffering in the world, and his sword can slay all the demons in the world, but there is nothing he can do about it. The waves of the sea of blood invaded thousands of miles of land, covering the rations of the Zhongdu creatures, forcing everyone to crowd more and more crowded, and now there is no way to retreat, and they have reached the Jedi.
Jiutianmen can't save it, and "liver and gallbladder" is just talk.
Jinglin looked around, all the walking corpses stared at him, their eyes shuddering. The dead and the living stared at his white robe and silver crown, staring so much that the kid hid behind Jing Lin. The bottom of Jinglin's feet was stained with mucus, and he looked down, and it turned out to be blood.
There was foul-smelling blood dripping from the crevices of the dirty slate, the people lying on the ground along the street vomited, and the acid water gushed out. The abdomen was swollen and swollen, the limbs seemed to be bubbling open, and the exposed skin was purple and red. There were corpses piled up under this high wall, but there were no wild dogs and flies. Jing Lin took a few steps and confirmed again that there were no children here, as if they were deliberately removed, not even corpses.
What about the child
An old woman suddenly bumped into Jing Lin, beating like crazy. She was disheveled, limping, grabbed Jing Lin's arm, and screamed, "Where is my son? Where is my son! Where did you take him? You return him to me!"
Jinglin didn't move at all, the old woman with a ferocious face, tore at Jinglin's sleeves angrily, and cried: "This white! ,"give me back!"
"Your son." Jing Lin's throat was sore, "Is your son in Jiutianmen?"
"Take him away." The old woman frantically clasped Jing Lin's sleeve and clenched tightly, "You take him away! You said you would give him food, but I don't believe it! You will grab it!" She pointed at her fingertips Fouling, the nails were peeled and stained red, and streaks of paint were scratched on Jinglin's cuffs, "Where is the person?! You are still with me!"
Her mad sound, howling pierced the gloomy sky, and was extremely harsh in the scene of purgatory on earth. The dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the cries exploded in the ears, and the sallow and godless faces were like clay sculptures and wood carvings.
Jing Lin seemed to see the gap, and he asked tightly: "Who took him away? The defense here?"
The old woman was confused, she pointed at Jing Lin with her fingers trembling: "It's you! It's you!"
Jinglin was pushed and shoved by the old woman, he held the person firmly, and suddenly turned around.
Disciple Fang sent Li Rong away, and was sitting at the foot of the steps to beat his teeth. Groups of three or five, drooling around a chicken. Before the time of inedia, they went out with food rations, and now they are living a tight life. This chicken was something that Li Rong had brought with him when he came out of Jiutianmen, chasing after him.
As soon as Jinglin stepped into the door, the disciples immediately stood up "crashing". The chicken was scorched on the fire, and the oil and water dripped their Adam's apples, but no one dared to move.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." The smart one in the lead hurriedly approached, "You are..."
"Where have the children on the northern line gone?" Jing Lin said straight to the point.
"Children?" The disciples looked at each other, "Last month, the order from the gate said that the winter was approaching, and Emperor Cang was restless, so he gathered the children and sent them to the gate!"
"Who gave the order?" Jing Lin asked.
"Eighth son." The disciple felt uneasy and said, "This order is inexplicable! Although I heard earlier that Nanbian is planning, but there are only so many places in the door, there is no place to put too many children! We are here. The boss always thought it was done early, but who knew that the eighth son received the order, and the newspaper clearly stated that the important person could not be faked. There were several letters from the door, and the urgency was urgent. I almost chose a group of people, and the food was given, and it took half a month to finish. Is there anything wrong with this errand?"
"Where are these people?"
"Sent to the temple in the north, and now the city is crowded where there is no place to rest your feet? And the food in the warehouse can't support people. The eighth son didn't give people the right food. He stayed in front of the door and made trouble a few times." The disciple was stared at by Jing Lin, who was sweating coldly. He wiped the sweat with his sleeve and answered more cautiously, "Your Majesty, don't blame me for waiting, it's really impossible! Look at the rations of your brothers when you're ready to eat. It's all weed roots that we have smashed, the rice has been reduced to soup, and all the excess is given out! People come to ask for food, we just want to give it, but we really don't have anything to give..."
"Lead the way ahead." Jing Lin said suddenly.
The disciple did not dare to delay, he hurriedly lifted his robe, stepped out the door and led people away. Jing Lin followed closely, and the disciples on the way couldn't stop wiping away sweat, but they didn't dare to look at Jing Lin again. He has already sensed that some wind and rain are coming, and Jinglin is almost overflowing with cold air, and he is behind him like a blade, making him dare not stop, and the more he walks, the more hurried.
The place is a bit far, the original shop has collapsed, the doors and windows are open, and the food inside has been turned over, even the mouse nests in the cracks have been hollowed out. The closer you get to the north, the more desolate it becomes, the weeds are overgrown, and you can't see a trace of life.
The disciple stepped on the half-height grass and knocked along the broken temple door for a while, but it was silent inside. He shouted a few times in sweat, and Jing Lin kicked the door behind him. The door panel collapsed with a "bang", and a rustling of dust shook out.
The disciple was choked and waved his sleeves, and Jing Lin had already bent down and went in. He followed him down the steps, coughing and saying, "It's just here... why is there no one?"
Jinglin looked around, and there was still fire ashes in the broken temple. The Buddha statue was mottled and lacquered, half of its body collapsed, and half of its compassionate face collapsed, leaving a gloomy smile, revealing a strange sense of malice in the dim darkness.
The Buddha statue and Jinglin looked at each other, and there was a little cold rain outside. In an instant, the raindrops paved the ground, and the ground began to rise. The temple was strangely quiet, and Jinglin stared at the Buddha statue, as if appreciating some plaything.
The disciple rubbed his arms in coldness and looked around: "Maybe he left, there are people looking for food all over the place at the moment, and those who still have some strength will definitely not sit still..."
Before he finished speaking, he never thought that Jing Lin would suddenly open the throat!
I only heard a "hum" in the air, and then the Buddha statue shook out a huge phantom, grimacing and roaring, and swallowed to Jinglin. The pharynx was like a flood, the disciple only felt the white light in front of him for a moment, and the next moment there was a crackling sound in his ears, and the layer of the spiritual world in front of him shattered in an instant, and the grimacing faces were scattered. The Buddha statue collapsed suddenly, and the entire ruined temple was replaced by its scene. The disciple looked at it again, and there were corpses at his feet! They glared furiously and died tragically.
The disciple turned pale in shock, took a few steps back, and said in amazement, "They're all dead!"
Jing Lin leaned over and lifted the dirty curtain blocking the face of the corpse, revealing a stunned face. He saw that the tongues of the dead were all pulled out, each tore their throats, and the nails cut blood on the neck several times. Their side necks were opened, and the daggers were exceptionally sharp. It only took one click to cut them, which was fast and convenient.
Such a knife.
Jing Lin's breathing increased, he turned over several corpses one after another, and the guess in his heart became more and more obvious.
Such a knife edge is Tao Zhi! Tao Zhi's nature is easy-going, the swordsmanship is too difficult, and the Shura is too heavy, all of which are not suitable for him. So Lanhai cast a light dagger. He practiced tricky stabbing techniques. He used to make Jinglin simple and simple in order to ask for moves, and taught him a hand from swordsmanship. Seeing the blood seal the throat, Jing Lin is all too familiar with it.
Tao Zhi deliberately chose this group of hungry people for his errands. But Jinglin has been in the door for half a month and has never heard of a newcomer getting started. Where have these children gone? And the group that mysteriously disappeared from the south, where did all the children in Zhongdu go? !
Tao Zhi murdered him like this to avoid future troubles, in order to hide his evil deeds. What does he want the child to do
Tao Zhi was dragged out by Li Rong. He was put on shackles, blood was drawn all over his body, and his eyes were red and swollen. He would do whatever Li Rong said. He timidly followed behind, not daring to let out the air.
People can't take it away casually, so Li Rong begged to see Linlang. Tao Zhi was empty, and was detained in the empty courtyard to wait for his decision. Although he did a lot of evil here in the past, he still had money, and Jin Zhu could hold out a few confidants. While Li Rong was away, a flattering person rushed to loosen the shackles for Tao Zhi, serving tea and kneading, coaxing Tao Zhi into a cloudy day.
"I have a bottle of good wound medicine hidden in my room, you should send someone to get it quickly." Tao Zhi lay down on the couch, drying his naked back, gasping for breath, "Li Rong, this bastard. I really want to kill you! When I get home, I must tell my father!"
"Young Master Eight will have good luck if you don't die!" The attendant wiped the blood for him, stomping his feet in distress, "Anyway, he's a brother, so why would you torture you like this for a fox!"
Tao Zhi sneered on his face: "He has always favored Jing Lin, but now he can really stab him with a knife! I will watch what he does! If he goes back and dares to cover up, I will find a way to stab my father. Make them comfortable! Emperor Cang hides far away, but that poisonous prostitute Linlang is right in front of you, have you accomplished what I told you to do?"
"How could it not be possible, vent your anger for you!" the attendant said next to Tao Zhi's ear, "As long as this thing is sprinkled on her body, no one will notice it. But it's a serious attack, and it will definitely disturb her spirit. The sea is upside down, and the qi channel is reversed! At that time, she will be half useless, what do you want, it is not what it is."
Tao Zhi smiled, accidentally pulling the wound on the corner of his mouth, he hissed a few more times, completely collapsed, and said, "This is all a dick thing, it's just playing with a few people, and I didn't force my life to die. They trampled it on their own! In the end, they all fell on my head, and they also expected me to pay for their lives, bah! These scumbags dare to think about it!"
The attendants echoed, and the two talked for a while, listening to people rushing in from outside. Tao Zhi thought it was Li Rong who came back, so frightened, he got up and put on his clothes and drilled into the shackles. Halfway through, the door had been knocked open. He looked again and saw that Li Rong was just an ordinary disciple.
"Break your leg! What are you frizzy doing!" Tao Zhi was relieved, rubbing his clothes and pulling out his hands.
The disciple had been soaked in the rain, wiped his face, and cried, "The beacon tower is 800 miles away! The east side has all fallen, and the waves of blood swept across the beacon tower. The demons have already reached the outside of our walls!"
The attendant was so frightened that he was pissed, and the table and chairs swayed when he bumped into it. He panicked and said, "Are they all there, to the wall?!"
Tao Zhi was also surprised, but not in a hurry. He hung his arms and put on his shirt, and said, "What are you afraid of? Although the city wall that was built only a few years ago, although it can't compare to Emperor Cang's iron barrel wall, it can hold up for hours. Li Rong is still here!"
Who would have thought that the attendant was already beating his chest and wailing, and he shouted regretfully: "My lord! Why did you forget it! When the city wall was being repaired, you just emptied it in order to ask for that little money! It's just an empty wall! Don't talk about an hour, as long as the tide hits, the whole city will be submerged!"
Tao Zhi was stunned for a moment, then jumped up like a needle, he didn't even tie his belt, he put on his shoes and rushed out.
"What are you still stunned for? Hurry up and run!"
The disciple grabbed Tao Zhi and said, "No way! The disciples of Jiutian are going to face the sea of blood, and they must not leave the people behind. If you want to run, first remove the people and then run!"
Without even thinking about it, Tao Zhi kicked the disciple and kicked him to the ground. He straightened his clothes, jumped down the steps in a panic, and scolded: "You motherfucker is wrong! Is this too late? Everyone has been hungry for months, and their feet are soft like their faces! The sea of blood rushed forward. Even if it is overkill, let them stand up for a while! When I look back, I will ask for a longevity card to offer my heart!"
As soon as he finished his words, he saw the blood mist surge over the house, and the greedy and fiendish signs had already leaned over. Not to mention the sea of blood rushing through the wall, it just called the demon to blow it gently, and it has collapsed! The blood wave turned several feet high, and then slammed down. The market was instantly bloody, and the demons swam out. People were already starving to death.
Tao Zhi swallowed his saliva, scolded Sheng Niang, rushed out of the hospital and rushed towards Li Rong and Jing Lin's horses.
At this moment of life and death, who the hell cares about others!
The sea of blood devoured the city wall, and the house was like a piece of paper, and it became a wave of blood in the blink of an eye. Mortals are reduced to live animals, and all souls are buried in blood fog. The attendant ran after Tao Zhi, and was torn by the greed and dragged to the blood mist. Seeing that Tao Zhi had turned on his horse, he couldn't help digging his fingers on the ground, crying hoarsely: "The eighth son save..."
Greedy opened his mouth to chew, and blood splashed from his teeth. It turned out its arms, stuffed the human chew into its belly, and with a numb face, turned to Tao Zhi, imitating the cry of a servant: "Eight Young Master, save me!"
Tao Zhi was immediately horrified, and he whipped his whip savagely at the horse. Qing Cong Ma was sore that it raised its hoof, broke free from the restraint, and went straight to the other end.
The greed turned into fog, and pursued Tao Zhi relentlessly. Tao Zhi rode his horse galloping, wishing he could not bear his wings, and when he was at the end of the road, he could only pant for the horse and move forward, not daring to look back.
"Eight son." Greedy is like a cat playing with a mouse, transforming hundreds of human faces in the fog, and his voice is somber, "Eight son, wait..."
Tao Zhi's cold sweat broke out, and he hissed in the wind with his white lips: "Shut up! Shut up!"
Greed Xiang let out a "giggling" laughter, and suddenly a soft, boneless weed protruded from Tao Zhi's temples, which was terrifyingly cold, and said, "You want me to shut up and just put me under the quilt. Eight sons. , you made my face turn blue, and you pinch my whole body red and swollen, don't you like it..."
The soft weeds turned into blue veins with the sound, struggling to scratch on Tao Zhi's shoulders, and the sound of shouting exploded in Tao Zhi's ears.
"You bastard!"
Tao Zhi's complexion suddenly changed, and he was pulled back by this hand. He dragged the reins tightly, and the Qingcong horse stepped on its hooves in shock. Tao Zhi's defenses had collapsed, he whipped his horse angrily and rebuked, "Run!"
Qing Cong Ma was reluctant to move forward, the demon had pulled Tao Zhi's clothes to shreds, and he was caught with countless blood strips on his back. Tao Zhi dragged the reins with one hand and spun the dagger with the other, slashing at the blood mist. Several arms stretched out from the blood fog of greed, and they dragged Tao Zhi's body, squirming like eating. Tao Zhi's throat was tight, he couldn't breathe, his legs kicked on the horse's back, and half of his body was dragged into the sea of blood.
Tao Zhisheng digs these arms and squeezes a voice out of his teeth: "I, I don't want to die!"
The blood mist rushed up, and Tao Zhi cried out in pain.
Just between the fingers, a shadow of the white robe turned over, and I saw the long sword swung out, and the blue light broke through the air to kill. In the chaos of heaven and earth, the line was divided into two points, and then the white sleeves blew the wind, the sword qi was like a rainbow, Jing Lin jumped on the horse, and the sea of blood suddenly surged back!
The evil demon fled when he heard the wind, Jinglin jumped on the waves, and the blue light was like the dawn of the east, and he fought with his swords. The fog was swaying, Jing Lin was wearing several shadows, and the throat was wiping the blood with the wind, but in the blink of an eye, the sound of "bang bang bang" could be heard endlessly. Wherever the white robe passed, the demons swayed their bodies and broke their heads and fell down.
Jing Lin took a step closer, and the sea of blood retreated a foot.
Standing alone in front of ten thousand people, he sealed the huge waves with a sword, and stepped on endless corpses under his feet. Jiutianmen seemed to have found the backbone, and hundreds of disciples knelt down and kowtowed, and heard a shout that shook the mountains and rivers.
"Live the gallbladder, and go to the sea! I will listen to the dispatch of Lord Linsong!"
Jing Lin drew his sword and turned around, staring at Tao Zhi.
"Nine, ninth brother..." Tao Zhi fell to the ground, he wanted to hide his face, but he didn't dare to move in his eyes, the joy of escaping just now had turned into nothingness, he couldn't help trembling, and choked out, "Nine elder brother!"
Jing Lin said: "What about those who betray morality?"
Tao Zhixin knew something was wrong, so he used both hands and feet, trying his best to move backwards: "Nine... Nine brothers..."
Jinglin said: "What about those who do evil things?"
Tao Zhi collapsed in the indifference and hugged his head, leaning against the wall and saying, "My fault! I admit it! I was wrong Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother! Don't kill me!"
Jinglin's sword edged lightly, and he walked towards Tao Zhi.
Tao Zhi was paralyzed on the ground, he hugged Jing Lin's leg, raised his head and burst into tears, and said in horror: "Ninth brother! Please! Nineth brother! I will never do it again!"
Jing Lin looked down at Tao Zhi, he had never looked at Tao Zhi so much. He looked at Tao Zhi's crying swollen eyes, but there was boundless scolding in his ears. He looked at Tao Zhi's dirty white robe, but what came to his mind was the discipleship when he started.
Jiutianmen is based on the world, and does not ask for news to reach the rivers and lakes, but asks the disciples in the sect to exhaust the word "liver and gallbladder". Tao Zhi's cry and begging for mercy and Jinglin can turn a deaf ear, but he can't tolerate Tao Zhi saying "I will never do it again".
Because it doesn't fit.
The upper of Jing Lin's shoe was scratched with finger marks, and the blood splashed and stained the robe. Tao Zhi's thousands of words were blocked in his throat, the domineering color on his young face was completely eliminated, and the only remaining resentment was like tempered teeth, and with his eyes biting Jing Lin, it became unforgettable. hatred.
"You..." Tao Zhi crouched in a hoarse voice, his hands covering his chest, his neck stuck on the ground. He stared at him, unable to finish his sentence.
Yanquan returned to its sheath, Tao Zhi's body curled up in place, and as the ground gradually collapsed, it slid into the sea of blood. He couldn't rest his eyes, stared straight at Jing Lin's back, and was swallowed by the blood mist.