I will bury the gods

"Then, then you come!!"

Mu Shijing knelt on the ground, and her snow-white skirt was wrinkled by her tightly curled fingers. After a long time, she seemed to have made a great determination, and suddenly turned her back, supported the wall with both hands, her waist slightly Collapsed, kneeling down, with a tone of death.

However, Lin Shouxi didn't know if he was startled by her sudden action, so he didn't move for a while.

Mu Shijing maintained such a posture, feeling even more ashamed, she pulled her hair behind her ears that blocked her sight, then turned her head slightly, and reprimanded: "Just now you have been procrastinating, what do you mean? Are you sincerely playing and humiliating me?" Just as she finished speaking, a white shadow suddenly appeared from the corner of her eyes, and then her whole body was hugged from behind.

At some point, Lin Shouxi came behind her and hugged her.

But he didn't take any further action, but hugged her and said, "Don't be nervous, we can go for a walk first."

"Who is nervous?"

Mu Shijing replied angrily, and after a few symbolic struggles, he had nothing to say.

She also felt that she was too impulsive just now, so she had no choice but to put on a cold face, pretending to be angry, in order to prevent Lin Shouxi from making fun of her.

The underground palace is huge, and life is also rich and colorful. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is another world, but this underground palace has no sun or moon, even if it is open and empty, it still gives people a sense of depression.

Before going out, Mu Shijing dressed up for a while.

Mu Shijing's grooming has always been very simple. Generally speaking, he just combed his hair, and at most put on some red lip gloss to make it look more gorgeous. The beauty of carvings', but Lin Shouxi knew that it was because she didn't know how to do it.

It's not Mu Shijing's fault either, her face is so beautiful that any modification is superfluous, so no matter how ingenious she is, she still looks clumsy when it comes to makeup.

Mu Shijing changed into a black dress, calmed down, and temporarily left the floating stone house.

Outside the stone house is the way to meet the gods.

Shinto is like a spine, spanning the void and connecting the stone house to the ground.

There is no mystery in this Shinto.

Its length depends entirely on the inner time of the walker. When you are in a bright mood and feel that time flies, you can pass the Shinto very quickly. When you suppress tension and feel that the days are like years, the Shinto will also become surprisingly long. , as if never ending.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing held hands and walked for a full stick of incense, but failed to walk through the divine way.

"Don't be nervous, let your mind go empty." Lin Shouxi said.

"I'm not nervous, but you are the one who is nervous?" Mu Shijing glanced at him, then snorted coldly, "Some people are best at calling out to catch a thief.

"Is it?"

Lin Shouxi let go of Mu Shijing's hand.

then.

He took a step forward.

After just one step, Lin Shouxi was no longer visible on the long Shinto path, but Yu Mu Shijing stood in place, at a loss for what to do.

After a while, she said angrily, "Come back to me!"

She ran forward.

But the more impatient she was, the longer the divine way. She ran for a long time but failed to catch up with Lin Shouxi. She stopped, feeling a sense of loneliness all over her heart. She sat on the ground feeling aggrieved.

At this moment, Lin Shouxi came back to her and held out his hand to her.

Mu Shijing was not touched, but felt that she was being bullied. She slapped Lin Shouxi's hand hard, and said angrily, "Who told you to come back?"

Finally, they came to the shore.

When the shoes touched the solid land, Mu Shijing felt unspeakably solid.

The underground palace is very large and full of dangers, and it is impossible to visit it in a month.They have no clear destination, but they are walking in the vast underground world. Through this bizarre world, they can truly feel the pain when Pai Bai fell into desperation—she wanted to create a world of self-deception, but she failed after all. Having lied to herself, in the end, she could only desperately pin her hopes on an ultimate fantasy.

Mu Shijing's heart also gradually
Quiet.

Their state has recovered, and their lives are no longer in danger. Walking in the underground palace at this time is more like exploring the magnificent and mysterious wonders of the cave. Although this place was created by Pai Bai, when Mu Shijing walks in it, he is still often frightened by some weird phenomena. arrive.

Just like when they first came to the underground palace, when they set foot here, they were immediately hostile and besieged by the indigenous creatures. They were chased away by a group of rats that could discharge electricity for a long time, and then they encountered violent monsters that looked like carps and dragons in the sea. He wasn't afraid of them, but he didn't draw his sword, he just ran away with Mu Shijing blindly.

This kind of escape can always evoke many memories for them. It is strange to say that these thrilling scenes, wandering on the edge of life and death, are covered with a layer of warm light when looking back.When they fled to a stone forest intertwined with canine teeth, the surroundings finally became quiet.

Mu Shijing sat on the stone, looked sideways, and suddenly saw flowers growing from the cracks in the stone.

It was a white flower with four petals, the petals were thin and beautiful, and the stem was slender and fragile. It struggled out from the cracks in the rocks and swayed tenaciously in the wind.

"You see, no matter how dangerous the place is, there are always beautiful things growing in the darkness and cracks. The paleness of the year was certainly hopeless, but deep in her heart, the hope should never fade away." Mu Shijing said Here, I couldn't help but smile, and my mood brightened a lot.

She reached out and stroked the petals, hoping that her fingertips would also have a little bit of the floral fragrance of hope.

Lin Shouxi grabbed her wrist and said 'be careful'.

next moment.

The ground under the flowers shook, and a vine snake hidden under the rock rushed out like lightning and bit Mu Shijing.

It turned out that this flower grew from the forehead of the vine snake. It used the fragrant flower as bait to attract other beings to approach, and then launched a surprise attack to eat it.

When Mu Shijing came back to his senses, the vine snake had been beheaded by Lin Shouxi.

White flowers wither with life.Mu Shijing felt lost.

Passing through the rocky stone forest and continuing forward, there is a freshwater lake. The lake water is formed by the snow water leaking from the cracks in the ground, and you can feel a burst of coolness from a distance.

The lake is calm.

Sitting by the lake, Mu Shijing couldn't help thinking of the night when she went boating with Lin Shouxi, the isolated island treasure temple, when the wind and rain came, she played the flute in the wind, and fought with Yazi fiercely in the waves. snake blood pear.

Today, the hole flute is still there, and the Sri Lankan has not changed, but the moonlight was already elusive at that time.

While Mu Shijing was still sad, Lin Shouxi beside him had already carved the wooden boat.

The canoe entered the water.

Lin Shouxi took her hand and jumped onto the canoe.

Mu Shijing stood at the bow of the boat, the hem of her black dress fluttered against her slender legs. She took out the weather-beaten bamboo flute from the ring, and played it on her lips. It bounces back gently from the stone wall, making the melody even more haunting.

The fish in the water seemed to be attracted by the sound of the flute, causing circles of ripples on the surface of the lake.

Then, under this beautiful picture, countless sharp-toothed piranhas jumped out of the water and rushed towards the cabin.

When the melody ended, there were more evil dragons raising their heads from the deep pool, trying to swallow them up with their boats.

Lin Shouxi drew his sword.

When Mu Shijing let go of the flute, the evil dragon had already fallen back to the surface of the water, replaced by a desolate rain of blood.

High and low.The canoe docked on the shore.The shore is covered with ice and snow.

Sitting in the ice and snow, Mu Shijing rubbed the white snow in his palm, but he didn't feel the cold at all.

"When I was young, my senior sister cooked fish for me. When my senior sister made fish, she always played a Guqin for the fish. I didn't understand. I asked the senior sister why, and the senior sister said that she did this to relax the fish. When the fish completely relaxes its vigilance, it is killed suddenly. Such a fish is happy in life, so the meat quality is also the most delicious.

When Mu Shijing was playing in the snow, Lin Shouxi's voice sounded.

When Mu Shijing heard this, he was startled, and asked, "Are you using fish to describe others?

She thought, isn't she the fish that was brought out to relax before being slaughtered?
"

What is a metaphor for a fish? "

Lin Shouxi asked suspiciously, and handed over the grilled fish.Looking at this fish, Mu Shijing couldn't help feeling that something hurt its kind.This sadness was quickly swept away by the deliciousness of the fish.

After eating fish and drinking spring water, the two continued to walk deep into the underground palace.

The deeper you go, the colder it gets.

If the main color of the world before was sinister, then the world now is only severely cold, and they are the only creatures in this crystal clear ice and snow.

The snow field towers toward the heights, like a mountain rising from the ground.

Mu Shijing faintly felt that something on the mountain was calling him.

They came to the top of the snow mountain.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, there are even towering stone walls, as if the sky cuts across, and there is no road.

——Unknowingly, they came to the edge of the underground palace.

Under the stone wall stands a lonely tombstone.

The tombstone is square and square, with a smooth surface, without any writing, and its origin is unknown.

"Is this the boundary marker of the underground palace?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Do not."

Mu Shijing shook his head and said, "This is the tombstone.

"Tombstone? Whose tombstone?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Mine." Mu Shijing replied.

Lin Shouxi didn't know what to say.

"Is it strange?" Mu Shijing smiled slightly, and said, "This underground palace is the tomb I prepared for myself. It's dead quiet, oppressive, full of chaos and evil, and it's the most suitable place for dragons to bury But that's all.

"Is this underground palace a pale tomb?" Lin Shouxi realized later.

Whether it is the King of Cangbi or the King of Void, they have been entangled in the heart by tree roots for a long time, sealing the town underground, and Pale, as the king of dragons, has actually formed a similar picture with the tree of the world. The scene reveals the strange beauty of fate, as if it is a doomsday scroll specially drawn for the great life of the dragon.

"The Lord of the Gray Tomb"

"Perhaps, the Lord of the Gray Tomb is also a monster born from this tomb."

Mu Shijing smiled faintly, she leaned down, and slid her fingers along the edge of the straight tombstone, she said: "It's nothing strange, although pale is the king of all ages, there is no absolutely perfect creature in the world, even if it is as strong as Pale, amid hesitation and hesitation, may still unconsciously breed dark and evil devils. Everything in the world is like this. When Pale creates this order, she will also be captured by the order itself. She cannot disobey herself .

Lin Shouxi nodded slightly.

The young girl stood quietly in front of the wordless tombstone.

"Do you want to mourn?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"What? Are you looking forward to my death so much?" Mu Shijing smiled.

Lin Shouxi couldn't help laughing, and said, "The most you can call Mo Fai."

"court death!"

Mu Shijing rushed towards Lin Shouxi fiercely.

Lin Shouxi dodged subconsciously and chased after her, but the strange thing was that Mu Shijing didn't chase her this time.

When Lin Shouxi turned his head again, he saw Mu Shijing sitting on the ancient tombstone, smiling at him.

The black dress was perfectly ironed to her figure, and the half-exposed shoulders were shockingly white. The pair of small pointed shoes with high heels had been taken off and placed on the side of the tombstone, wearing black snow silk thin stockings. The jade legs hang down gently, the lines are graceful and dexterous, the elegant and tender feet are hidden under the thin socks, and the outline can only be glimpsed faintly, which arouses people's daydream.

She combed her hair in a delicate bun, and she smiled softly on her beautiful dimples, making it impossible to tell whether the person sitting here at this moment is a seductive fairy or a saintly girl who does not eat fireworks.

Her smile is an invitation to Lin Shouxi.

"Is it here?" Lin Shouxi hesitated.

"Is there a more suitable place than here?" Mu Shijing asked back.

At this moment, she is like a snow lotus or a poppy, exuding a fragrant and alluring poison, but it is so soul-inducing.

There has never been a more opportune time.

In the past few months, they have been suppressed for too long, so tired
Accumulated dark clouds will finally vent into the most violent rain.

Lin Shouxi no longer hesitated.

in the snow.

The teenagers and girls embraced each other, their chests pressed against each other, and their lips pressed against each other.

They are obviously cool lips, but when they touch each other, it is like the meeting of flames.Lin Shouxi obviously closed his eyes, but his hands were extremely skillful.

After kissing passionately for a long time, when Mu Shijing's pair of water-cut eyes became clear again, she only felt cool all over her body, and then realized that something seemed to have been stolen.

"Little thief." Mu Shijing blamed quietly.

This is the ultimate fate of the Taoist saint.

In the past, she had never imagined such a scene, even if she imagined it, the only thing she could feel was humiliation, but at this moment, she just wanted to be intoxicated by it and not wake up again.

She gritted her silver teeth tightly, tears brimming with tears, but she didn't cry out for pain anymore.

All the way to today, such pain has become insignificant, not to mention, after the pain, what awaits her is unprecedented joy.

They are like the most violent snowstorm, the brightest thunder and lightning. Amidst the wind, snow and thunder, the girl is the most unpredictable fog. Weak, sometimes hating fastness, sometimes detesting slowness, Lin Shouxi responded to all her thoughts, fingers tightly intertwined.

The wind and snow gradually subsided.

Time seems to go back many years ago.

In the cave many years ago, Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing were trapped in the snowy night ice cave. At that time, he taught the girl to play the flute.Tonight is the time to leave the teacher.

The girl lay tired on the ice and snow, playing the flute, her dark hair scattered on the snow, like a cool night falling silently.

Silent is better than sound.

at the same time.

The cauldron fire broke through the boundary of emptiness and whiteness, reaching paleness.