The believers in the courtyard were originally a little scared and uneasy, but now they were overjoyed and happy when they heard the words. They knelt down and worshiped on the ground, chanting the names of the Four Emperors:
The God who saves the world is Miaowu God, the God who saves Hunyuan, the God who saves Xuanyang, the God who saves Puji
On the wall behind the leader, there are four meticulous paintings, which were painted by him himself. The one at the top is like a fairy in green robes and has a handsome face. The other three are in a row below. In the middle is a bright girl in a goose-yellow dress, with radiance all over her body. Eye-catching, one after another shines out. On her left, there is an emperor wearing a bright yellow robe, surrounded by dark yellow stripes. On the right, the woman is as cold as the moon, holding a guqin in her hand, indifferent but not alienated. Copy URL to visit
After the believers finished reciting the names of the Four Emperors, the middle-aged scholar-like leader raised his right hand and slowly lowered it.
Immediately, the noise in the courtyard disappeared and there was silence, which showed the strictness of the canon and the high expectations of the gods.
The leader He Yun coughed lightly: The Four Emperors are about to come and eliminate the demonic tide. It is time to see how pious you are. Whether you are just talking or sincere, the gods will be able to tell.
The demon tide is easy to dissipate, but the pain is hard to eliminate. After all, people cannot escape death. Whether their souls return to the Nine Netherworlds and sink forever, or whether they serve the four emperors and enjoy the ultimate happiness, it only takes a moment.
His expression was full of enthusiasm, but in his heart he was quite disdainful. The demonic tide was coming, and the legend of the four emperors' salvation he had fabricated was about to be exposed. So why not take advantage of this to make a fortune, bribe the guards, and hide in the place where the strong and rich lived? There is plenty of food there, unlike the outside world where there is a daily purchase limit.
When the demon tide passes, if you are still alive, you can start over in another city.
Hearing that they were about to show piety, the believers were inevitably stunned and looked at each other. At this time, He Yun's caring subordinate who had been placed in the crowd in advance stood up suddenly, took out all his belongings, ran to the four scrolls, kowtowed and shouted:
The believers gave thanks and devoted themselves devoutly, asking God the Savior Yuanhuang Miaowu to bless him.
in the crowd. Voices rang out one after another, responding to him:
Hurry, let’s go and donate. If we’re late, we’ll be overtaken by them and we’ll lose our quota.
Those who offered the last few were definitely not sincere and would anger Emperor Yuan and bring him to eighteen levels of hell.
The atmosphere suddenly became crazy, and many believers began to scramble. He Yun smiled and felt excited.
at this time. A figure swept down from the wall and rushed in front of He Yun. The five fingers of his right hand turned into claws and squirmed like a blooming flower. He grabbed several large acupoints on He Yun's chest.
The arrester was handling the case, and everyone squatted down to avoid accidental injuries. The figure shouted loudly, his voice clear and clear, like the gurgling of a stream.
A thud. The door was knocked open, and a dozen government servants carrying water and fire sticks filed in. They skillfully divided into two teams, closed up from the left and right, and surrounded the believers and He Yun's subordinates.
When they heard that the arrest was being made, the believers subconsciously squatted down with their heads in their hands, not understanding the situation. When no one instigates them, they act like sheep without any resistance.
He Yun looked at the head catcher in front of him and saw that she was tall, wearing a dark red head catcher uniform, and was in her twenties. The eyebrows are slightly thick but not concealing the beauty. One leg is straight upright, and the other is rarely curled up. It seems that he is getting ready to go. As long as he struggles, he will be kicked immediately.
What are you going to do? He Yun can develop a cult from scratch. He is definitely not a courageous person. At this time, he kept calm and shouted sharply.
After looking around, the catcher looked at He Yun with his ink-spotted eyes: In normal times, the people of Li believe in whatever gods they burn and burn incense. Coming soon, you are still spreading evil cults, confusing people's hearts, plundering property, and disregarding the stability of Pingle City. Your intentions are worthy of death.
What she said was so docile that she seemed unable to adapt to it. She wrinkled her nose and added fiercely:
In short, it's just one sentence, boy, we have been watching you for a long time.
He Yun's heart trembled, and he said with a fierce look: You must think clearly that I am the envoy of the four emperors who save the world, and I am responsible for their coming. If you arrest me, there will be no one to save the world. When the time comes, the demon tide will be dead. No matter how many people there are, Pingle City cannot be saved.
Shut up. The face of the female catcher changed, and she gritted her teeth. Listen to me, the catcher. There has never been any savior. Our human race can only survive today because of our predecessors and sages, and we rely on ourselves.
When my father died in battle at the head of Pingle City in order to resist the demonic tide, there was no savior god.
My master sneaked into Jiuyou and tried to find a way to destroy the gap. He died tragically inside without any savior.
When my master assassinated the demon general and was torn apart, there was no savior spirit.
All nine members of my family, including the entire sect, died fighting against the demonic tide. When they piled up into a sea of corpses, there was no savior.
This topic aroused her emotions, her eyes were hazy and crystal clear, and she seemed to have tears rolling down her face. Then she took a long breath and her voice became slower, tired and determined:
In short, what allows our human race to pass on the fire from generation to generation is not some savior god, but our ancestors who are not afraid of sacrifice, and each of us who holds our heads high and welcomes the evil tide.
The whole courtyard suddenly became quiet, so quiet that one could hear the drop of a needle. The believers had more or less relatives and friends who died in the demonic tide, and they felt a little empathetic for a while.
But it is precisely because of the cruelty of the sacrifice that they place their hopes on the illusory gods.
The female catcher tore off the four scrolls, crumpled them into a ball, and held them in her hands. Then she turned around, spread her legs, walked toward the door, waved her hands, and said in a low voice:
Take them away and put them in prison. If you need bait to deal with the evil spirits, find it among them.
Yes, Qin Captou. The government officials respected her very much, and were deeply moved by what she said just now. They worked harder and tied up He Yun and several of his subordinates and sent them to prison.
In the vast wilderness, you can often see immature rice that has not yet been harvested. Farmers carrying various bags on their backs packed into horse-drawn carriages in an orderly manner.
The horse pulling the cart seemed to have the blood of an evil spirit. It was covered with black scales and was extremely strong. Even if the cart was crowded with people, it could still walk quickly. It was a reward for resisting the demonic tide countless times.
To the left and right of every carriage, there were capable soldiers and people riding similar horses. They had sharp eyes and a strong temperament. At first glance, they looked like people who had been bleeding for many years.
The leader walked at the end. He was a middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and between his eyebrows. He had no left arm and was holding a thick-backed long knife in his right hand. He said loudly: Everyone should be very clear about the rules. On the way to retreat to Pingle City, if there are any stragglers, no one will rescue them or wait for them, so they can only hope for their own good.
The farmers were silent and kept quiet. Only children and those under twenty were whispering and trying to make a noise. But they were glared at by the guys on horseback who were not easy to mess with at first glance, and they all swallowed it back.
Anyone with experience understands why this rule was established and how many times it was learned from blood and corpses.
Li Tou, how could you wait and not rescue? There was a young man next to the leader. He was stunned when he heard this. He didn't understand how there could be such a rule that was inhumane.
The leader glanced at him and said in a calm voice: In every demonic wave, there are teams that are overtaken by evil spirits in order to rescue or wait for stragglers. From top to bottom, from old to young, no one survives.
Wait for this one for a while, save that one for a while, it may not seem like much, but the total may be the boundary between life and death.
You are still young and have not left the city during the last demon wave. I don’t know the cruelty in this. The leader said calmly.
The young man still couldn't understand. He opened his eyes wide and said, "Yes, but the evil spirit is not around yet. It won't take long to save someone."
When there is a trace of the evil spirit, no one can escape. The leader said solemnly and pulled the reins. Riding forward.
The number of carriages is limited, so each ride has to be crowded with people. The innermost part is younger women and children, the middle part is young people and mature men with different appearances, and the outer layer is a lot of white hair, both male and female. At the very edge. It was only through the strength of his hands that he managed not to fall.
The team moved forward quietly for a while. An old man with a deeply wrinkled face began to shake his hands, and he was about to lose control of the person inside. , fell from the carriage.
Grandpa, grandpa, his granddaughter in the center discovered his dangerous situation and cried out, trying to reach out to pull her. Suddenly, the carriage became chaotic. If it continued, more people would be unable to maintain their balance.
At this time, the old man smiled slightly, took the initiative to loosen his hands, fell back, and his voice echoed:
Girl, live well
Bang, he fell to the ground, injured his muscles and bones, and couldn't get up for a long time.
Grandpa's cry gradually faded away as the carriage moved away.
When the young man next to the leader saw this, he was about to go to the rescue. Suddenly, a thick-backed long knife appeared in front of him.
Li Tou, you are shocked and angry.
The leader looked at him coldly: Those who delay the march will be killed immediately.
His eyes were cold and murderous, which shocked the young man and made him dare not move. He could only follow the horse and pass the old man.
Looking at the old man struggling to stand up in the distance and trying to walk towards Pingle City, the young man said sadly and angrily: You, you have no humanity.
I can only take care of more people. The leader looked indifferently at the fast-moving team in front.
They are human beings, and he is also a human being. Why should he sacrifice his life? Can lives be compared by numbers? The lives of many people are more important than the life of one person. The young man burst into tears and complained angrily.
yes. The leader replied coldly, in the demonic tide, as long as it is not on location, the majority are more important than the minority, that is, they can better continue the human race.
The young man was stunned and looked at the leader in disbelief. This was such a cold and inhumane answer. He couldn't help but accuse again: Li Tou, if you are asked to sacrifice yourself to save them, are you willing
The leader suddenly showed a smile and said in a low voice: Once upon a time, a carriage rolled over, and my only son was on it.
His smile was uglier than crying.
The young man looked over in astonishment, and the secret transmissions from other teammates rang in his ears: Li Tou's choice at that time was to let the team continue to move forward and stay by himself. As a result, he encountered several demons that were lurking and stalking him. He lost an arm and the child also died. Can't be saved
The leader suppressed his smile and looked ahead coldly but firmly. On the road to survival for the human race, we can only move forward and not look back.
Qin Shuanghua and Qin Baotou were so emotional that they couldn't control themselves. They walked back home step by step. When the door was closed, she suddenly squatted down and cried like a child.
Shuanghua, what's wrong with you? Qin Shuanglian walked out of the house and dressed up at home.
Qin Shuanghua was startled, stood up suddenly, wiped her eyes with the paper in her hand, and stammered: Sister, you, aren't you in retreat
There are eleven members of the Qin family, and currently only myself and this cousin are left.
Qin Shuanglian smiled slightly and said, "Of course I'm out of seclusion."
Sister, you, you have been promoted to location. Qin Shuanghua was pleasantly surprised. When he saw Qin Shuanglian nodded slightly, he cheered and jumped up and down. It's time to go on location. You are a strong person on location, and you are also a famous figure in Pingle City.
From childhood to adulthood, especially in the past ten years. My eldest sister has always been my role model and pride
Qin Shuanglian looked at her excitement calmly, and then said after a while: Why were you crying just now
Qin Shuanghua suddenly felt embarrassed and said: I arrested a cult leader before. He was provoked to recall things at home.
At this point, she came to her senses. She was so excited that she kept holding on to the ball of paper crumpled from the scrolls. She used it to wipe away her tears and nose, spat, and left it on the ground.
What kind of evil cult Qin Shuanglian asked nonchalantly.
Qin Shuanghua said disdainfully: "That guy is very vulgar, what do you call the Four Emperors of Salvation?" That's it
She used her dexterous feet and vitality to unfold the paper ball and show it to her eldest sister.
This is the Xuanyang God who saves the world, this is the Hunyuan God who saves the world, and this is the God who saves Puji. Qin Shuanghua opened the pictures one by one and introduced them casually, and soon revealed the last one.
Qin Shuanglian kept listening with a smile. At this time, the last portrait came into her eyes. The green clothes are like immortals, and the face is handsome.
Qin Shuanglian, who was dressed like an immortal in green clothes and had a handsome face, was suddenly stunned, and her pupils shrank violently.
It's because he is dead in heaven, and Huang Tian should stand up
Qin Shuanghua didn't notice the strange behavior of her cousin, curled her lips and said: This is the Savior Emperor Miaowu God. In fact, it’s not bad to call him Yuan Huang directly.
Where is he? At this moment, Qin Shuanglian rushed forward, grabbed both her wrists, and asked with extreme urgency, interrupting her words.
Qin Shuanghua was stunned with fear. Looking at my cousin whose face was flushed, I felt like I didn’t recognize him: Who, who and where
I have never seen such an excited cousin, at least not in the past ten years.
It's the person in this portrait, Qin Shuanglian said eagerly.
He, he is just a false god made up by the leader of the cult. Qin Shuanghua has no idea what his cousin is excited about. Could it be that he lost his mind when he broke through to the location
Where is the cult leader? Qin Shuanglian asked, her eyes a little red.
Qin Shuanghua was completely frightened and stammered: "Da, Da Lao, eldest sister, you
Before she finished speaking, she was grabbed by the wrist by her eldest sister, dragged up into the air, and rushed to the prison. Qin Shuanglian's eagerness and excitement made her confused and at a loss.
In the prison, He Yun and several subordinates were locked in a cell. The place was cold and damp, and there was a feeling that evil spirits with resentment might appear at any time.
When the government officials left, He Yun sat down slumped, with only a pile of wheat straw at the bottom of his buttocks, and all kinds of horrific consequences flashed through his mind.
I heard that during the demon tide, the prisoners in the prison had no food and had to rely on each other to satisfy their hunger.
The head catcher just now said he would use us as bait to lure evil spirits into a trap.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he was trembling like several of his subordinates. After a long time, he stood up suddenly, rushed to the cell, grabbed the railing, shook it hard, and shouted miserably:
It's unjust, sir, it's a small injustice.
Just now, I should have knelt down and begged for mercy, and offered all the looted property in exchange for leniency.
The other prisoners were not surprised by this situation and continued to do their own things.
At this time, a subordinate walked up to He Yun and asked doubtfully: Leader, why don't you pray to the four emperors of salvation and ask them to send down their divine power to help
Although he was a caring subordinate, He Yun still worked hard to cultivate their faith, which was a guarantee of his special status.
Hearing this, He Yun gritted his teeth and broke the jar and said: There are no four savior emperors. I made them up. I made them up.
Before he finished speaking, there was a light rising from the cell behind him, and there were dots of fire. Four people appeared inside. The leader was dressed in green and upright, with a handsome face. The others were in goose-yellow skirts, some in bright yellow robes, and some were cold and pure. It was Meng Qi and others who had not yet had time to change their disguises.
Several subordinates opened their mouths little by little, their eyes widened in anticipation, and someone said in an ethereal tone: Leader, there really are four emperors who can save the world.
He Yun's anger surged: I told you that I made it up. Do you understand? I made it up.
He turned his head and glared at several of his subordinates. He had never seen such lumps before. It was time to work together to take out the cell.
Just as he turned around, his eyes were dazzled, and four familiar figures were right in front of him, exactly the same as in his dream.
Poof, several subordinates prostrated on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Welcome to the Savior Yuan Emperor Miaowu God"
Really, really He Yun's legs went weak and he collapsed on the ground. Seeing the man in green shirt walking toward him, his crotch suddenly became wet, his eyes went dark, and he almost fainted.
What the hell are they doing? Meng Qi frowned and started to move the Yuan Xin Seal.
At this moment, two figures came running towards them, it was Qin Shuanglian and Qin Shuanghua.
Everyone in the cells recognized the pretty head catcher and knew that her sister was quite extraordinary. They immediately stopped making noise and looked at them in astonishment.
Qin Shuanglian ran to the door of the cell, took a look at Meng Qi, and had no doubts anymore.
Then, Qin Shuanghua watched her sister suddenly fall to her knees. The sister who was only kneeling to the sky and her parents and teacher actually fell to her knees.
For a moment, she didn't know whether what she encountered was real or illusion.
Qin Shuanglian knelt on the ground, thinking of her father who died in the battle on the city wall, the nine souls of the Qin family, the people she knew and didn't know who died in the demonic tide, and the heroes who died generously. She suddenly had mixed feelings. Two lines of tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes, and he kowtowed heavily to Meng Qi:
Senior, please save us
Save this world
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