I will bury the gods

Chapter 301

Si Muyan in the snowy forest turned around silently, looking at the woman in lotus robe who came with a sword, her expression was cold.

Shi Yirao's toes touched the ground under the torrential rain, and the ripples on the water surface condensed into ice under her skirt. Shi Yirao stared at Si Muyan indifferently, and the inscription written in gold powder on the jade body shone brightly.

"Why did you come?" Si Muyan asked.

"Because sister Shi has suspected you for a long time."

Another fairy sound resounded in the forest, Ye Qingzhai walked out slowly from the snowy forest, the clear wind was well cut, flowing on her jade body, turning into a turbulent garment, her snowy muscles and jade bones shone brightly in the thunder and lightning .

If Shi Yirao is snow, Ye Qingzhai is ice, the clearest ice.

After Mu Shijing informed Shi Yirao of his conjecture, Shi Yirao paid attention and noticed that something was wrong with admiring the goddess. Today, the wall of the gods was in chaos and the ancient dragon attacked. The praying mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind, and Shi Yirao is also waiting for this opportunity.

There was no proof for the isolated evidence, so Shi Yirao called Ye Qingzhai.

When he was young, Shi Yirao and Ye Qingzhai were classmates. At that time, Ye Qingzhai had no one to rely on and lived in poverty, relying entirely on Shi Yirao to help. Shi Yirao was extremely indifferent to everyone. She is different.

At that time, many people thought that they would form a female Taoist couple, and even someone with good intentions went to Ye Qingzhai and told Ye Qingzhai, "I can't repay the great kindness and virtue that Shi Yirao gave you, so go and make a promise with your body."

But Ye Qingzhai knew in his heart that this wasn't about love and desire, but the sympathy of fellow-minded people.

Si Muyan was besieged by three people, she let go of her hand on the sword, lowered her sleeves, and made a posture of being caught without a fight.

"Even so, so what?" Si Muyan said, "I am the Goddess of Sin, and the only one who can judge me is Your Majesty. In your eyes, I may be a traitor, but I know in my heart that I have never betrayed Sheng Yang." temple."

"Unbelievably stupid." Ye Qingzhai shook his head.

"It's you who are really stupid. You didn't hear His Majesty's holy words, but I did." Si Muyan said firmly, "I'm fulfilling His Majesty's will, and only He can judge me."

After saying this, Si Muyan smiled, stared at Gong Yu, and said in a prophetic tone: "Your Majesty will wake up soon, daughter of the devil, you will be punished by the world."

Gong Yu ignored her curse.

Shi Yirao stretched out a jade finger.

A ray of light fell on Si Muyan's body, spreading like ice and snow, sealing Si Muyan's whole body. This is the technique of freezing the sun.

Si Muyan didn't resist, she closed her eyes quietly, letting the ice and snow add to her body, like sleeping in a silent coffin.

With the enemy in front and the mist raging, it is unnecessary to kill a goddess with a secret. When the catastrophe is over, Si Muyan will come to trial.

Ye Qingzhai left with the sealed goddess of admiration.

Shi Yirao slowly walked in front of Gong Yu.

She is about the same height as Gong Yu, just enough to be at eye level.

"Long time no see." Shi Yirao said.

"That's right, we haven't met since we had a fight 200 years ago." Gong Yu smiled.

"Well, it was also raining that day."

Shi Yirao looked at the dark sky, and recalled: "At that time, I was just beginning to learn Taoism, high-spirited, and went down the mountain to travel around the world. I thought that there was no unshakable mountain in the world, and there was no unbreakable thing, and then..."

Then, she was defeated by Gong Yu's hands, and suffered a beating that she would never forget. Her clothes, which were always spotless, were covered with mud. The only thing to be thankful for was that the heavy rain that day confused her tears.

At that time, the palace language defeated her, and he couldn't get enough of it, and even "boasted" a few words: I defeated so many fairies and goddesses who didn't know how to know the heights and depths, and the girl had the best hand feeling.

She memorized this sentence for a long time, and she couldn't even tell whether the master of the Taoist sect really wanted to prove that he was the number one goddess in the world, or just wanted to satisfy her boring fun.

In short, for the fairies of their generation, Gongyu is the devil in the world that overwhelms their generation.

"If I knew that you would go to the sword of confession ring later, then I would have dealt with you lightly." Gong Yu said.

"This is my own choice and has nothing to do with you." Shi Yirao said.

"Really? In my eyes, there is no difference between the sword of confessing crimes and cultivating demons. You have gained power, but you will eventually go crazy, not to mention..." Gong Yu smiled lightly and said: "What's more, Even with the Excalibur, you are still no match for me."

"It's been so many years, and you're still so confident." Shi Yirao rarely revealed a hint of sarcasm in her words, and she said, "I'm afraid the only meaningful thing you have done these years is to accept a few good ones. apprentice."

"Is it."

Gong Yu was not annoyed, the scar on her chest healed slowly, and the blood peeled off from the jade fat, revealing her original snow-white appearance. As the true energy surged, the fairy's broken clothes closed up again, covering the dazzling snowy color.

Gong Yu closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, then said calmly: "After this calamity is over, do we fight again?"

"Have you forgotten the rules you participated in making?" Shi Yirao asked.

"This is the rule of Shenshan, can't you just go outside and fight?" Gong Yu smiled.

Shi Yirao's face that had been ice and snow all year round did not show any waves, she nodded and said, "That's very good."

They had a lot of cruel words in their hearts, and if the timing was right, they might be able to chat here for an hour, but the thunder in the sky was urging, and the blue dragon entered the city without a trace, and none of them dared to neglect.

"The dragon has gone to the Holy Land Hall." Gong Yu said.

"It's seeking its own death." Shi Yirao said indifferently.

Having said that, Shi Yirao's expression became more serious.

Soon, several goddesses disappeared into the snowy forest.

Simultaneously.

On the vast wilderness from Shenshou Mountain to the Holy Land Temple.

The four peerless goddesses of humility, sorrow, pity, and harvest have stood on the wasteland, and a large formation is unfolding under their feet, and the momentum is magnificent. In the dark clouds above them, the king from ancient times is making waves, and it is swimming in the formation. The vicissitudes of life look down on the earth through the clouds, and the storm and thunder are His contemptuous mockery.

……

When Lin Shouxi woke up, he had a splitting headache. He got up from the muddy ground, opened his eyes, and saw the dead city shrouded in heavy rain.

The gates of the dead city had long been damaged by battles, and the walls were covered with cracks. At first glance, it looked like the face of an old man with missing front teeth.

Previously, the opening of the gate of the other world was interrupted by an attacking sword, and the space inside the gate was shaking endlessly. Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing were in it, bearing huge pressure from all directions, suffering unspeakably.

Fortunately, this process was very short. In the rainstorm, the colorful door flashed by, and he and Mu Shijing fell to the ground together.

This is the battlefield where they fought against the Golden Buddha.

After the death of the Golden Buddha, an unprecedented catastrophe fell in the sky.

This catastrophe was unleashed on the land, and the land that was barren of grass was plowed again, the hillsides and stone forests were all wiped out, and under repeated irrigation by the heavy rain, the place was muddy like a swamp.

The pink meat Buddha disappeared, the golden Buddha also returned to heaven, and the ruins became even more desolate ruins.

Lin Shouxi rubbed his temples and forced himself to stand up.

The young man looked around, and soon saw the snow shadow reclining in the mud. Mu Shijing's physical condition was inferior to his. The previous shock directly made her unconscious, and there was no sign of waking up.

The rain was too heavy, so Lin Shouxi was not in a hurry to hurry. He picked up the unconscious and beautiful girl by the waist, walked into the dead city, and found an empty room to settle down temporarily.

Mu Shijing woke up half an hour later.

When she woke up, she found that she was sleeping on a haystack, and her white dress was gone. Picking it up, she put the white dress on like changing clothes for a puppet, and tied her slender waist tightly, and tied a beautiful bow on the side of her waist.During the whole process, Mu Shijing pretended to be asleep.

After changing her clothes, Lin Shouxi pinched her face and said, "Okay, you can wake up."

"You know I'm awake and still put on my clothes? You prodigal son!" Mu Shijing was furious, she pushed Lin Shouxi away, her black and white eyes seemed to burst into flames.

"I want to try Miss Mu's concentration." Lin Shouxi said, "Aren't you also pretending to be asleep?"

"I...I also want to see how corrupt your morals have become." Mu Shijing snorted coldly.

Lin Shouxi smiled and did not continue on this topic.

Mu Shijing was not too resistant to physical contact. Lin Shouxi thought it was the result of the application of medicine and Xue Ye's misunderstanding, but in fact the most important reason was that Xiaohe forced her to write a few related manuscripts. Under the guidance of Xiaohe, after racking her brains to finish writing the manuscript, she is no longer the little girl in the crypt who pretended to be profound while knowing nothing. It is much more calm.

Thinking of this, Mu Shijing couldn't help recalling the scene when Xiaohe told her these things. At that time, Xiaohe held his head high, calm and composed, with an air of being a teacher, which was in stark contrast to her restraint and shyness. right.

She couldn't help wondering how Xiaohe and Lin Shouxi would win or lose when they were alone, so she asked casually. When he begged for mercy, he always called his brother.

After hearing this, Mu Shijing couldn't help frowning, thinking how Xiaohe's statement was completely opposite to Lin Shouxi's statement?One of them must have lied...

Lin Shouxi was afraid that she would ask more questions, so he immediately said, "You just kept calling your name when you were unconscious."

"What?" Mu Shijing covered his lips, and asked nervously and cautiously, "Who did I call?"

"Xiaoyu." Lin Shouxi didn't hide anything.

Mu Shijing breathed a sigh of relief at first, then became nervous after realizing it, and looked away.

Lin Shouxi didn't feel any difference, but just smiled and said: "I don't see how good your relationship is on weekdays. It turns out that Miss Mu has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and she misses my apprentice so much in her heart."

"I... Forget it, whatever you think."

Mu Shijing didn't know how to explain, she was silent for a while, and asked: "How do you treat your apprentice?"

"What?" Lin Shouxi was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what's the point of asking.

"Do you like your apprentice?" Mu Shijing asked.

"I don't like my apprentice, does my apprentice still like you?" Lin Shouxi sneered.

Mu Shijing frowned, gritted his silver teeth, and said patiently: "I'm not saying I like this, but..."

While talking, Mu Shijing also felt that something was wrong, Xiaoyu was just an eight-year-old girl in the eyes of fools like them.

Lin Shouxi understood what she meant, he thought for a while, and said, "Xiaoyu said that she would marry Master when she grows up, but... it's just a little girl's joke, and it will change in a few years."

"Is it."

Mu Shijing bowed his head and remained silent.

She found that things seemed more treacherous than she had imagined, and it was hard to imagine that Xiaoyu's cute and cute appearance on weekdays was played by the master... No, is it really a play, or is this the master in the first place? What about the other side?

Master played really big.

Of course, the culprit of all this is still Zhan Gong, who is the bad matchmaker of this karma. Now it seems that it is wise for her to replace her sword with a kind death certificate.

After thinking about it, Mu Shijing couldn't help admiring herself for her ability to maintain a noble character in such a sect atmosphere.

"Then what about your master?" Mu Shijing asked casually.

She just learned a big secret, and her heart is full of doubts and curiosity.

"Master?" Lin Shouxi was slightly startled.

"Yeah, you have traveled in this world for so long, so many things must have happened, right?" Mu Shijing tilted his head and asked tentatively, "Um, did anything unusual happen between you?" ?”

"An unusual thing?" Lin Shouxi knew that she was sensitive, but he didn't expect it to be so sensitive. He said without changing his face: "My ancestor and I behaved in a decent manner, how can there be something unusual? You... Don't think too much about it. "

Mu Shijing immediately heard a feeling of concealment, and sneered in his heart.

"Don't you like Master?" Mu Shijing asked lightly: "My master is the best in terms of body and appearance, even if the goddess of the Holy Land Hall comes, she will be inferior, you... ... not moved?"

"She is my ancestor." Lin Shouxi said.

Mu Shijing didn't bother arguing with him either. She finished meditating on the haystack and recuperated the injury left by crossing the gate of another world. Then she got up and sarcastically said: "White radish is juicy, carrot is sweet, originally I thought you were a good radish, but who knows when you cut it up and take a look, this heart is both flowery and rotten."

Mu Shijing recovered from his injuries and pushed the door out.

It's still raining in the dead city.

The long street has been destroyed, and at the end of the road, the Guanyin Pavilion is dilapidated, only the Guanyin statue, which is as tall as the building, is still standing tenderly in the wind and rain.

Two years ago, he and Mu Shijing were still here fighting to the death, but two years later, they returned to their hometown hand in hand.

The wind and rain in the dead city are still the same, and the white dress of the Taoist girl is still the same. The only thing missing may be the pair of Yuxie ice thin socks.

The statue of Guanyin stands in the wind and rain, and there is no change.

"Let's go." Lin Shouxi said.

Mu Shijing nodded.

The two left the dead city peacefully in this way, and walked into the rivers and lakes where the heavy rain was pouring.

Before parting, Lin Shouxi glanced at the ridge on the eaves. In the rain, the ridge seemed to be looking at him.

Their destination is Chang'an, the most benevolent place under the feet of the emperor.

Today's teenagers don't know that there is something waiting for them in Chang'an.

Mu Shijing was wearing pear-colored mille-soled cloth shoes, standing at the gate of the dead city, looking northwest.

She only knew that Mu Shijing, a name that had been silent for a long time, would once again stir up huge waves in the world.

……

East China Sea Dragon Palace.

The sea is stormy and stormy, but the bottom of the sea is silent and cold.

Xing Yu hugged his knees and sat on the isolated rock outside the palace on the seabed, looking at the shimmering light emanating from the crater, he blinked his eyes for a long time.

The Dragon Palace on the bottom of the sea is empty.

The father, the nine elder brothers, and the red-clothed elder sister all disappeared. Only she stayed here, like the last loyal dog guarding the family.

Xing Yu couldn't figure it out no matter what.

Obviously she is the only free dragon in the family, she is the one of Tianyan fifty, one of the dragons, the variable that the dragon clan has been waiting for for thousands of years, and the hope to lead the dragon clan to change their fate against the sky, but... Disappeared without warning, she who was once regarded as the most free, now guards this empty palace alone, unable to go anywhere.

Xing Yu has long been used to their existence, and after they disappeared, she realized that the Dragon Palace was so empty.

She holds her little golden bowl.

This was a gift from sister Hong Yi, but the key spirit root inside had been taken away, and now Xing Yu was holding it, more like begging for food with a golden bowl.

Recalling the past, she found that she had lived for more than 130 years, and the happiest time was the 30-day tour of the rivers and lakes with Lin Shouxi and the big-breasted fairy. This time is so short, but it is worth cherishing forever.

The white-robed fairy once told her that being born with the rain will be useful, but now she is more like a magic weapon that has squandered its value and was wantonly discarded, and has the same disease as this golden bowl.

The Dragon Palace was empty, and Xing Yu didn't want to go anywhere.

But deep in her heart, Xingyu still feels that somewhere in this world, there must be some unknown mission hidden, this mission is waiting for her... She lives for this.

……

Unlike the torrential rain in the south, Chang'an City is still covered with snow, and the city's head and tail are completely covered in silver.

On this severe winter day, this ancient city displayed unparalleled prosperity and beauty. Compared with the floods and floods from the south, people were more concerned about the appearance of the unprecedented huge lantern on the Lantern Festival.

For this lantern, the craftsmen worked in shifts day and night, almost without stopping.

The national teacher said that this was a gift for the emperor.

The young emperor was very happy when he heard this.

Not long ago, Ji Luoyang died, and it was the old master who took away his broken body.

The national teacher also organized a funeral for him. The funeral was not grand, but very solemn. At the funeral, the national teacher expressed his gratitude for keeping the keys safely for more than ten years.

Today, the snow suddenly fell heavily, and the sky was covered with heavy snow. Many people in the deep palace wore big cloaks and came out to enjoy the snow, and the national teacher was no exception.

Under the long corridor of the deep palace, the old master set up an ancient chessboard and played chess with himself.

When others saw this chessboard, they couldn't help laughing and asked: "What is the status of the national teacher, why do you use this broken chessboard that is rotten by moths and full of cracks?"

The national teacher smiled and replied: "Because when I played this game of chess, this old man used this chessboard. Today, I suddenly remembered that the endgame was not over, so I turned it out."

While talking, the national teacher picked up the black and white pieces and landed them on the chessboard, setting out the unfinished game that year.

When others saw it, they laughed out loud, and praised Master Guoshi for being such a wonderful person.

The national teacher also laughed and said: "People are fools, but this chess is very clever."

After hearing this, the bystanders asked, "Since it's the endgame, when is the endgame?"

"This chess game..." The national teacher stroked his long white beard, took a black piece on the old and decayed chessboard, and said half-jokingly: "This is the endgame from 300 years ago."

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