Lord of the Tricks
Chapter 137 Tampering with history books, unwilling to transform
Chapter 137 Tampering with history books, unwilling to transform (12k)
In the face of Yu Ziqing's threat, An Shizhishu has been playing dead, but he is unwilling to admit that it is actually a little conscious.
Yu Ziqing tried for a while, but found nothing, so he could only give up temporarily.
Judging from the contents of this book, and the changes from front to back, Yu Ziqing did not believe that Anshizhishu did not want anyone to resolve the disaster.
Every record there is unsettled.
The few things that have been resolved now are all done by Yu Ziqing.
Regardless of whether it was Dadui in the past or An Shizhishu today, no matter what they want to do, it's best not to mess with Yu Ziqing now.
It's hard to succeed, but it's too easy to fail.
Yu Ziqing turned the pages of the book and found the page of Lao Yang, but Lao Yang was still inside.
He wants to bring out the old sheep first.
But before going in, he read the book of Anshi first, said.
"Think about it, no one can do anything except me now, if I enter it and accidentally die in it, you will have no more chance, don't count on other people who enter it.
If you are conscious, you must know that the people who went in before definitely did not want to resolve the disaster, they just wanted to break the seal. "
Yu Ziqing stretched out a hand and pressed it on the page of the strange fire.
In an instant, he disappeared in place.
On the book of Anshi, in the bloody handwriting, the blood light flowed and flickered continuously, and I don't know what it meant.
As soon as the scene in front of Yu Ziqing changed, he found that he was already hundreds of meters high in the sky.
On the ground, it was scorched black, and in some places, there were dark fires that had not been completely extinguished. Looking around, there was no place that had not been visited by flames.
Oh yes, there is no fire in mid-air.
Yu Ziqing chuckled, the book of Anshi still pretended to be like Lao Tzu.
Just said it a few words, this time it was sent directly to the mid-air, an absolutely safe place, within hundreds of feet of the body, not even a spark.
It seems that it also knows that if it comes into this seal, if it encounters that strange fire, it will most likely be finished.
It is afraid that it will die.
Yu Ziqing floated in the air and started to contact Lao Yang.
When Lao Yang appeared on the seventh floor, he saw Yu Ziqing's figure, and when he saw Yu Ziqing waving his hands, he didn't stop at all, Lao Yang said.
"Are you here for the Seal of Heavenly Fire?"
"Well, let me see what's going on with you. If it doesn't work, I'll take you out. Have you seen that strange flame?"
"I didn't see it. The silver lake fell to the ground and suppressed the fire. The strange fire disappeared. I don't know where it was hidden. But according to the records, as long as it accumulates enough power, that thing will definitely explode again."
"Where are you now?"
"See you in Dinghai City."
After going offline, Yu Ziqing identified the direction and went straight to the direction of Dinghai City.
He didn't touch the ground all the way, looking at the devastated land, there were scorched black marks everywhere, and there were remains of bones that had not been burned to ashes everywhere.
This wave of fire, even if it was sealed in the end, it is unknown how many people died in the end.
The people here in Dadui probably never thought of a big fire during the rainy season.
Especially in the southern part of Dadui, in the large area of Yinhu Lake, the water veins are like a net, and Qianli Zeguo, the ghostly place where water can be squeezed out of the air, may not be so easy to find a dry kindling log.
I don't know what the strange fire is, it can ignite a range of thousands of miles.
Along the way, Yu Ziqing didn't see a single living person, and he didn't see any living people in the city either. It was either empty or full of bones.
The closer to the place where the flames erupted, the more people died. In the outer city, there was no skeleton to be seen, only the burnt city.
At that time, the strange fire had already been sealed.
All the way to Dinghai City, it is still devastated, the city is dead silent, and a little bit of traces of the past can still be seen vaguely.
When Yu Ziqing went to the county government office, there was nothing in it, and there were no corpses. Everything that was useful and useless was burned.
He stretched out his hand and touched some ashes on the ground, where there was still a trace of warmth.
A trace of remaining anger was instantly absorbed and submerged into his body. The red ape in his heart opened his mouth and swallowed the trace of anger. In an instant, the eyes of the red ape turned red, and he hammered his chest violently.
But the more irritable the expression on its face, the calmer the whole person became. For the first time, it sat cross-legged and began to practice quietly.
Yu Ziqing closed his eyes and felt quietly. After a while, the irritable red ape stood up, his red eyes faded, and the irritable expression on his face also gradually faded, but his whole body recovered. The way it used to be.
A ghost who can't sit still.
The toad, who had been tepid and spitting quietly, sent a message to Yu Ziqing.
When the red ape calms down, it will become more and more irritable, and its brain will become bad, but if the expression on its face becomes more irritable, it will become calmer. If there is still that kind of anger, give it some, let it calm down.
The guy in the province is like a lunatic all day long, and the promotion is all led by the other four.
Yu Ziqing thought for a while, walked out of the county office, and put his hands on the ground. After feeling a little warmth, he immediately felt that the remaining anger around him was continuously gathering towards him.
Wisps of anger that could not be traced and could not be condensed kept pouring into his heart.
The irritable red monkey calmed down slowly, sitting there, absorbing anger continuously.
As the anger absorbed, the irritable and madness on the red ape's face became more and more intense, but its whole body became calmer and calmer.
The moment a weak little flame ignited in the red ape's chest, the rage and madness on its face dissipated completely, and the flesh and blood on its face changed and solidified into a glaring look, ferocious and majestic.
It sat cross-legged, with a calm look, quietly absorbing the anger.
A sliver of understanding suddenly appeared in Yu Ziqing's heart.
At this moment, his Chitianmo spirit can be regarded as truly cultivated.
This guy absorbs the qi of Binghuo and Dinghuo, and more importantly absorbs his heart qi to grow. Even if there are five qi cycles, he can successfully start.
But to truly cultivate, one still needs to absorb his irritable spirit and absorb his anger.
However, Yu Ziqing has always been calm and calm, and rarely irritated, and rarely angry, Chi Yuan couldn't cross that threshold at all.
Looking at the soil toad again, Yu Ziqing suddenly understood why the soil toad grew the fastest, and it always looked calm and silent.
Because the method represented by the soil toad is naturally compatible with him. He has a good appetite and is gluttonous, just like him. As long as he is free, his mouth can't stop.
Of course, this is the sequelae of everything that Yu Ziqing has suffered. Even if he recovers, it will be difficult to completely correct the problem.
Invisibly, it perfectly fits the soil toad, so that the soil toad will grow the fastest naturally when it is full.
But now the five little ones are already connected with each other. Under the circulation of the five qi, if one becomes stronger, the others will also be led to become stronger. There is no big gap. The red ape is weak, and it doesn't matter. , that is, non-stop all day long, noisy all day long.
Now that the defect has been made up, after igniting the ray of flame, Chi Yuan's brain has returned to normal, as quiet as a soil toad.
Yu Ziqing felt silently, he felt that these few methods should have been used to cultivate demons, but after coming to him, they also began to change.
In Lou Huai's inheritance, these methods are actually just ordinary methods.
Yu Ziqing used it as a secret method to assist his practice before, but now it seems that these methods, following the circulation of the five qi, have begun to evolve themselves, and they have become more and more different for him.
When Yu Ziqing absorbed the fire energy of the entire Ding Hai City and devoured it completely, the entire scorched city began to collapse in a large area as a gust of wind blew past.
All ashes return to ashes, ashes return to ashes, and the city collapses and turns into dust.
Maybe after a few decades, it will be covered by vegetation, and the traces of the past will no longer be seen.
When Lao Yang arrived here, Yu Ziqing was floating in the air, watching the dust rising in front of him.
"What's the matter? Have you met a living person?"
"No, I absorbed the fire in Dinghai City, and Dinghai City collapsed and turned into ashes."
"Can you absorb the remaining anger?"
The old sheep frowned.
"Those fires are like dark fires, which are left after the strange fire is ignited. It won't affect you if you absorb it rashly?"
"I don't feel anything wrong for a while, and it's getting better and better."
"..."
Lao Yang looked at Yu Ziqing and completed the goal of gaining one insight every day.
He stretched out a hoof, put it on Yu Ziqing's body, felt it carefully, and shook his head after confirming that Yu Ziqing was fine.
"You are really bold, I have been searching here for a long time, but I have not found any trace of the strange fire.
According to my guess, the strange fire may have spread over thousands of miles.
Those hidden fires are part of the extremely diluted fire.
At this level, the strange fire is actually no harm.
I guess, it was the strange fire that was hit by the frontal impact when the silver lake fell to the ground, so it was forcibly broken and disintegrated, scattered on the thousands of miles of land.
As a result, in many places here, dark fires do not go out all year round, but they cannot cause more damage.
So, some places have actually begun to come back to life, with vegetation or other things starting to recover. "
"So, there is actually no major problem here?" Yu Ziqing was a little surprised.
"Generally there is no big problem, but according to my speculation, the strange fire was just defeated and disintegrated. One day, if conditions permit, it will gather again. At that time, the land of thousands of miles will inevitably Burned again.
They sealed it up, and they did nothing wrong.
If they had other methods, they could control the strange fire and extinguish it completely, and it wouldn't have reached this point, and they still had to seal it. "
Hearing this, Yu Ziqing touched his chest, felt the red ape, and the little flame burning in the red ape's chest, thoughtfully.
"The disaster that happened here happened in the 88th year of Dingmao. According to the records in Anshizhishu, it has actually reached the late period of the Dadui Dynasty.
I seem to be a little guessing what that thing is and why it can't be extinguished.
I also know how to resolve it, let's try whether it is successful or not, anyway, it is good for me to absorb some anger. "
"It's all in this place, what else are you afraid to say?" Lao Yang sighed softly, Yu Ziqing didn't know how to imitate him, and imitated his half-spoken words.
"The problem is that I'm not sure, what should I say?"
"..."
Yu Ziqing left Dinghai City, walked for a while, put his hands on the ground, absorbing the surrounding anger, and it was another carpet search.
As the anger absorbed more and more, the small flame in Chi Yuan's chest also began to grow slowly, and Chi Yuan became calmer, as if the old god was in meditation.
After more than a month passed, Yu Ziqing was very fast, slowly absorbing all the anger along the way.
Looking down from a high altitude, the scorched black land was covered with gray ash, centered on Ding Hai City, radiating towards the surroundings.
A month has passed, and around Dinghai City, some vegetation with tenacious vitality has begun to appear. After the heavy rain, new shoots have emerged, and vitality has begun to germinate.
Three months later, when Yu Ziqing stood up again, he felt that the flame in Chiyuan's chest had turned into a mass of red flames, and the hair on Chiyuan's head began to sparkle as it danced.
Then with a snort, the flame ignited, and above its head, the red flame was burning slowly, and the angry look on Chi Yuan's face also dissipated, turning into a calm face, sitting there quietly , like an old monk entering meditation.
Yu Ziqing closed his eyes and sensed for a moment. When he came into contact with those flames, he felt as if a flame was burning in his chest. A thread of emotion was ignited by it, turned into anger, and was burning.
In an instant, the world in front of Yu Ziqing's eyes seemed to have turned into a stream of light, fading rapidly.
His eyes seemed to have seen the beginning of the seal.
He saw Zeguo in the south, where the water veins are brilliant and evil spirits are rampant, and he also saw the north, where the land is dry and red for thousands of miles.
He saw that in that year, there were countless refugees and countless people who starved to death, and he also saw that some people took advantage of the chaos and made a lot of money.
Seeing the chaos, more people took advantage of the mess.
Amidst the miasma, his eyes followed the streamer and saw a middle-aged man.
I saw his daughter being snatched away, and his parents died of starvation and illness on the way to escape.
Until he saw him and finally walked in front of a city, he was regarded as a key criminal and thrown into a big prison.
He was forced to confess, but he could not read or even know what crime he had confessed to.
Finally, on the day of his death, a jailer told him.
A powerful person committed a crime, and the matter was not easy to cover up. If he is unlucky, he looks very similar to that person, so he can only be killed in his place.
He was full of anger, but his heart was dead, knowing that there was no life left.
Just before the execution, when he was about to eat the last bowl of guillotine, he shouted a word of injustice, and was kicked over the guillotine.
At that moment, the anger in his chest could no longer be controlled. He was filled with grief and anger, and turned into anger together. The blood in his whole body, everything in his whole body seemed to be burning.
He left a curse and smashed his head against the stone pillar to death.
"May the wrath of the heavens burn you ghosts and ghosts to death, and create a bright and bright universe."
His body, his spirit, and his flesh and blood all disappeared in the flames. In the end, the ray of anger in his chest turned into a small fingernail-sized flame, like a small flame that would be extinguished when the wind blows.
The little flame fell from the sky and became weaker and weaker. When it landed, it was only a little bit the size of a grain of rice.
Then, without a sound, it shattered.
It turned into some tiny sparks and scattered in all directions.
It was just that little spark that was about to go out, but it ignited the anger in the heart of a prisoner in the next cell.
The flames started to burn.
The fire, the fire, the fire that cannot be extinguished with water, spread slowly but unstoppably.
He saw the flames spread in one direction as if consciously.
Then, not far behind the county government office, he saw a family. The flames were like a rushing river, heading straight for this family. The flames ignited this place. It seemed that there was no way for any method or protection. effect.
He saw a young man who looked seventy percent like the middle-aged man, was engulfed by flames, and burned blazingly in the flames.
I also saw a middle-aged man who was somewhat similar to that young man rushing out, terrified and trying to put out the fire, but the method in his hand was useless, the flame was burning from the young body.
Yu Ziqing knew their names.
The first wronged person, Wang Erniu.
Zhao Lin, the county magistrate, Zhao Bin, the son of the county magistrate.
Their father and son were purified alive in the flames.
However, how can the anger that has been ignited be stopped.
Because inside and outside the city, there have long been countless people who are already holding back their anger.
This place is already full of powder kegs, and now that little spark, a little bit of anger, is the introduction to completely ignite all this.
The scope of the flame spread is getting faster and faster, and finally it has turned into a flame shock wave, spreading in all directions.
Seeing this, all the pictures seemed to be burned by flames, and as far as the eye could see, only flames remained.
Yu Ziqing closed his eyes, took a light breath, and suppressed the anger in his heart.
After a long time, Yu Ziqing opened his eyes with anger in his tone.
"I'm sure now that the records in the Book of An Shi are also unreliable.
After all, history books are also written by people, and if they are written by people, they will definitely be biased.
What kind of shit is falling from the sky, and I don't know which Guapi wrote it, whitewashing the peace here.
This fucking is just anger!
It was a man-made disaster, a Guapi county magistrate forced an ordinary person to ignite the anger in his chest, and then ignited the anger in the chests of everyone within thousands of miles.
Not to mention that the Yinhu Lake is leaking, even if it pours out the water from all over the world, it is impossible to quench the anger of all living beings.
No wonder no one dared to dispel it despite the fact that there was no open flame in the seal.
Because they are afraid of being burned, they will be burned alive! "
Dingmao's 88th year, according to Dadui's chronology, this is only the first few decades of Dingmao's period.
It's not that they have nothing to do, it's just that no one dares to come.
Yu Ziqing's anger was about to be ignited. He looked at the world around him and began to collapse. He regretted resolving the disaster here.
It's not worth it, the disaster here is not worth resolving.
Just let that disaster stay here.
If there was no grievance, and the suffering that Wang Erniu had suffered before, the anger in his chest would not have been ignited.
Take another [-] steps, if this year, the overall environment will be the same as that of Mu Shouchang's time, the county guard would rather die than retreat, respect and loyal to his duty, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.
That trace of Wang Erniu's anger that was about to be extinguished when he fell to the ground could not even be ignited by a dry straw.
Seeing the world around him rolled up like a scroll, Yu Ziqing glanced at Lao Yang.
"Will you come with me, or should I send you out first?"
"Send me out, I don't want to see that book, and it's not suitable for me to read it."
Yu Ziqing sent Lao Yang out, and he waited quietly, waiting for everything around him to collapse back into the pages of the book.
Looking at the handwriting on the page, Yu Ziqing stared at An Shizhi's book and sneered.
"In the 88th year of Dingmao, a strange fire fell from the sky, scorched the earth for thousands of miles, and burned countless people to death.
The strange fire is treacherous, the rain can't be extinguished, and the wind can't be extinguished. There is a god-man Ji Mengshi who comes from the South China Sea and throws strange treasures into the valley.
The Milky Way fell to the ground, blocked its way, extinguished its fire, and turned into a silver lake, which remained in the world.
The fire energy was gone, but the strange fire did not go out, so the faceless man Yisaner drew the power of the gods to seal it, waiting to be dissolved.
What shit. "
"Are you a history book?"
The Book of An Shi didn't respond.
"Is what you have recorded here a historical fact that has not yet settled, or a story that has been whitewashed?"
"Give me some feedback. If you can allow others to change and whitewash Taiping's story at will, then I don't have the face to write this chapter. You can go to whomever you like."
In an instant, I saw that the page, which had already started to change color, suddenly stopped, and the blood in the handwriting was flowing, so bright that it made one's heart palpitate.
Yu Ziqing stepped forward with a sneer and asked a question.
"Who wrote this record? He didn't dare to leave his name when he wrote the history book, and even wrote a shitty history book. You can change the book of An Shi into Da Dui Romance. It's okay to read it as a story."
As a book with the word "History" in its name, Yu Ziqing ridiculed it one after another. It didn't care whether it was pretending or not.
A few words immediately appeared.
In Dingmao's 88th year, Fang Shouyi, the imperial censor, wrote the pen.
"Hehe, there is still such a position? Dare to let the censor write the history book? What about the historian? You deserve to be tampered with beyond recognition."
The book of An Shi was sprayed so much that it couldn't stand it, but it couldn't refute it.
The sealed part cannot be tampered with at all, because it was the disaster at that time. If they had the great supernatural power to tamper with the disaster itself, they would not have to seal the disaster.
That's why the disaster of the strange fire, when you enter, is already the scene after the flames burn, because in this way, people will not experience it at all, and let people see the front part.
But Yu Ziqing directly swallowed all the anger, and it was impossible to hide those parts from Yu Ziqing.
Otherwise, the disaster would not be resolved.
The book of Anshi kept trembling, and after a long time, strands of blood condensed above it, slowly turning into a vermilion pen.
The ink pen flew into Yu Ziqing's hand automatically, as if someone forced it to him.
Of course Yu Ziqing understood what this meant.
I give you the pen, and you write.
"I write and I write!"
Yu Ziqing held a vermilion pen in his hand and wrote directly behind.
"Fang Shouyi, the censor of Ding Mao in 88, put your mother's shit, whitewashed peace and wrote a history book.
What a strange fire from heaven, this is a man-made disaster.
The south turned into Wanli Ze Kingdom, and the north turned into red land. There were countless people who fled famine, countless people died, and the wilderness was full of corpses.
Wang Erniu, the victim of the disaster, was already a victim of the disaster, his whole family died tragically, and a tragedy happened in the world, but he was beaten into a trick to replace the key criminal.
Zhao Lin, the prime minister of Renzicheng County, bent the law for personal gain and acted recklessly. In order to protect his son Zhao Bin, he unjustly killed Wang Erniu.
As a result, Wang Erniu's grievance turned into rage, igniting other wronged people in the cell.
All of a sudden, the anger rose like a prairie fire.
A group of idiots who don't think about how to solve the problem, only think about sealing, how to separate the relationship and cover the cover.
It is insane to prevent people from knowing the source of the strange fire and prevent future generations from resolving the disaster.
Fang Shouyi, the censor who wrote the pen, Zhao Lin, the county magistrate of Renzicheng, and Zhao Bin, the son of the county magistrate, deserve you to be included in the history books, and your stigma will last forever. "
After writing this, Yu Ziqing was still puzzled, and continued to ask questions.
"At that time, who else, the censor who wrote the book, who bought it, came and told me, and I will record it all for him, so that they will be infamous forever.
In this seal of yours, if you can untie some of it in the future, there must be someone who can survive, right?
Let our descendants know, if it is useful, we must let people of their time know.
If these few people, and those who tampered later, survived the seal by chance, I will kill them first, otherwise I will be very angry.
If you know who else is there, tell me first, in case I accidentally break a seal and save someone.
Then my mentality will definitely explode, and I will do many irrational things.
For example, throwing you into a cesspit for a soak, or throwing you deep into a hole. "
There was no movement in the book of An Shi. After a while, a stream of light flew out and fell into Yu Ziqing's head.
Yu Ziqing looked at it, and there were only some pictures of executions.
Including the censor who wrote his record, there are a bunch of people with higher or lower status behind him, all of whom were sentenced to death.
This kind of thing must be recorded, and no one dares to tamper with it.
Yu Ziqing opened his eyes, looked at An Shi's book, and probably understood the meaning.
It's almost done, the good Anshizhishu, Yu Ziqing wrote a lot of insulting words in the words of dog climbing fork, Anshizhishu held his nose and endured it.
If I write any more, Yu Ziqing will have to spray Duihuang again.
"Okay, since they are all dead and recorded, I don't want to waste pen and ink on writing."
After finishing speaking, Yu Ziqing conveniently put the vermilion pen into his pocket.
An Shizhishu didn't say anything, and didn't respond.
Yu Ziqing glanced at those words, and had to say that when he was upset, the words he wrote were different. Although they were still quite distinctive, they were already somewhat attractive.
Just from the handwriting, it can be seen that when the writer wrote these, his heart was burning with anger, so that his hands were trembling with anger, and it can be seen that in this record, the great man-made disaster of wrath and hatred is so shocking. Fingers crossed.
I believe that people who can see this record in the future will definitely think so.
His mood gradually calmed down, but Yu Ziqing still felt the anger burning in his chest. He sighed, took out the seal of Dinghai City County Guard, and stamped it heavily.
In an instant, that page turned into black and white, and the dust settled.
"This page can also be turned into a magic weapon, right?"
As soon as the words fell, Yu Ziqing shook his head.
"Forget it, I'm just asking casually."
There is already a cloud of anger burning in his chest, and there is no need for this page of magical powers.
Even if it could be used, Yu Ziqing didn't want to use it anymore.
That supernatural power can almost be regarded as the last resort for the common people at the bottom to die together with everything in the outside world.
It needs the right time, place and people to be effective.
As for the effect, it is just the same end.
just forget it.
The Book of Anshi slowly closed.
With a thought, Yu Ziqing turned and left.
Back in the cave, Yu Ziqing climbed up along the stone wall.
Lao Yang and King Xiang were already waiting outside.
When King Xiang saw Yu Ziqing, he didn't ask any questions. After seeing that Yu Ziqing was safe, King Xiang said.
"As long as you're fine, I'll go outside to check, and I feel like someone is coming."
King Xiang left the cave to investigate.
Lao Yang looked at the back of King Xiang going away, and grinned.
"You Zhen's son is not a reckless man like outsiders say."
"If he is really just a reckless man, it is impossible for him to be King Xiang for so many years in An Ansheng, and it is impossible for him to cultivate to the ninth level." Yu Ziqing shook his head, scoffing at such rumors.
Seeing King Xiang's attitude, Yu Ziqing knew that he must have guessed something.
Now he still takes the initiative to go out to investigate, actively avoids, and does not intervene in the following conversation.
Whoever regards him as a pure reckless man is the real reckless man.
"Finished?"
"It's over, and I recorded it truthfully by the way. If I don't write it down, I will be very angry."
"You'd better be careful, there is not much information about that god dynasty, but I can be sure that that thing is one of their backhands.
You are not from those few gods, and you have not been stained with the slightest mark, so it's okay to say something.
Like King Xiang, and me, born in a certain god dynasty, will be born with an imperceptible imprint.
Especially King Xiang, he didn't dare to touch it at all, and he didn't even dare to look at it.
The same goes for me, maybe after I get in touch, it will cause some unnecessary troubles.
If you can do it, it's best not to let me touch it, and it's best not to let me see it. "
"There is such a saying?" Yu Ziqing was a little surprised.
"In the final analysis, the background and luck among the gods are the people at the bottom. As the foundation, anyone who was born in this dynasty.
Or any person who serves in this dynasty, in fact, has a trace of imprint, a trace of vitality and luck.
And you, there is none at all, and almost none of us in Jinlan Mountain, they are all people who have lived in the wasteland for generations.
No identity, no imprint.
But their ancestors may be people from the God Dynasty.
No one can be as clean as you, not even a little bit in the blood.
So, there are some things you can do that we can't.
You can touch, see, and wantonly, but neither of us can.
The people of that god dynasty, including those in the seal who can still stay awake and have official positions, they should also be able to sense this.
So they are very friendly to you and are willing to trust you because you are not from other gods.
There is no imprint of other gods in the blood, so they will only believe that your ancestors are people from that god.
Only this kind of explanation can explain that you don't have any marks on your body. "
After Lao Yang finished explaining, Yu Ziqing remembered that two people had already given him a big seal before.
The latter one is okay, after all, he has already obtained a big seal.
The county guard of Dinghai City, Mu Shouchang, must think that he is a descendant of Dadui.
"So, I'm actually a member of that god dynasty now?"
"It can be counted, or it can't be counted, because that god dynasty is gone."
"There is a loophole in your statement. The ancestors were not the people of the gods, so they don't exist?" Yu Ziqing said.
"Heh, have you ever heard a saying that you can't be poor for three generations?"
"heard about it."
"It means that for a poor family, after three generations, if they haven't recovered, they won't be able to keep their blood.
This world is very dangerous. Without the territory protected by the gods, it is impossible for ordinary people to live safely and securely for three generations.
And going back to ancient times, in that era, there was a person who could leave a bloodline, and the bloodline can continue to this day and has not been cut off.
Then, that person must be someone from a certain god dynasty.
And there is a high probability that that person is not a civilian. "
"Then..." Yu Ziqing still wanted to continue the argument.
"Then what, do you want to say that the two surnames are sealed? How do you know that they were not members of the God Dynasty in ancient times?
Even today, in name, they are actually subjects of a certain god dynasty. "
Yu Ziqing stopped arguing with Lao Yang, although he felt that theoretically, there must still be.
But think about it, starting from the ancestors, weddings and funerals, the probability that every member of the family is not a person of a certain god dynasty is really a bit unbelievably low.
I'm afraid that only a guy like him who jumped out of thin air doesn't have any imprint of any god here in his blood.
"Forget it, don't worry about this for now. I've seen it before. There are still two seals. Someone got in. Now I'm not sure which one is the seal that got in, and which one is the Yin family."
Yu Ziqing told Lao Yang about the two seals, and Lao Yang was silent for a moment.
"I'm not too sure, but I guess, those who took away the Yin family probably didn't want the Locust God.
No matter who those people are, releasing the locust god will harm others and benefit oneself.
If the Three Gods encountered such a thing, they would definitely suppress it immediately.
Moreover, those people certainly did not intend to defuse the disaster.
If it was just to resolve the disaster, with the masters of the Yin family around, after so long, they should have come out.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be so hard to kidnap people from the Yin family.
It's a pity that the seal of the god dynasty is not so easy to break, and the Yin family is alone, so it is difficult to break.
They should be for another one. "
"Then let's go and bring Feng Bujue out first. When the two families of Feng Yin are in trouble, if they stand together, the success rate is still relatively high. The problem is the Locust God. Do you have a solution?"
"That's the locust god, but it's actually a big monster. It's difficult to get entangled. There are too many locust swarms. Any one will be poisoned. The locust god is even more poisonous. This has happened in ancient times. , since it can be sealed, it means that the thing is different from ordinary ones."
"Can it be eaten? Will it be poisoned to death?"
"do not know."
"I met a county guard before and found out that he didn't seem to know that there are body-training monks."
"Huh?" Lao Yang's eyes suddenly widened: "He is a county guard, but he doesn't know about body training monks?"
"Obviously, he doesn't know. After knowing that I am a body-refining cultivator, he was very shocked, but he was very happy. Do you know when the body-refining cultivator appeared?"
"This..." Lao Yang was at a loss for words. After pondering for a long time, there was a trace of shock on his face: "I don't know. In my impression, it seems to have always been there."
"No, definitely not."
Yu Ziqing thought of the time before ancient times, and thought of the beginning of writing the Baiyang Sacred Canon.
In the Baiyang Sacred Code, it is actually a method of refining qi, taking into account a part of refining the spirit.
Thinking back again at this moment, the part of refining the gods is obviously not as systematic as the part of refining qi, and it is not as subtle as the part of refining qi.
At that time, Yu Ziqing really didn't think there was anything abnormal about it.
But now, after receiving new information, Yu Ziqing felt that the Baiyang Sacred Code was a typical method of refining Qi, and there was a reason for it.
Because in that era, the word body training may not have existed at all.
Thinking back again, in this era, the overall status of physical training is very low, and it is better on the side of the Great Earthquake, because there was a former Emperor Zhen who was a physical training.
When it comes to Daqian, Kuhaha is synonymous with low-level physical training.
None of the emperors of the past dynasties majored in body training.
In the whole world, the number of strong physical practitioners is not even a fraction of that of qi refining monks.
"So, I think that if there was no physical training at all in the era of the seal, naturally no one would think of eating the Locust God.
So, do you think your body can withstand the poison of the Locust God?
He can't even poison you to death, can he? "
The old sheep pondered for a while, he knew what Yu Ziqing meant, whether the locust god could poison him to death in the form of a dragon.
"I'm really not sure about this."
"It's fine if you're not sure, then you wait here first, I'll go and bring Feng Bujue out."
"No, I'll go with you, dissolve the seal, and bring him out again."
The old sheep is very persistent.
Yu Ziqing knew that Lao Yang felt that even if he took a little risk, he could not let outsiders know that he could enter and exit the seal at will.
Then the only way to resolve the disaster is to go.
After waiting for more than an hour, King Xiang came back from outside.
"I have checked, and there is no trace of anyone, and no one will come again. Maybe I feel wrong. However, after the investigation, you can rest assured."
King Xiang said that his face wasn't red and his heart was beating, and he didn't intend to go out to avoid it at all.
"Let's go, let's fish out Feng Bujue first. After all, there is still a place where the seal is suppressed. Only he knows it. We can't let him be trapped to death in it."
The three of them climbed down the stone wall again and came to the rune on the stone wall.
Yu Ziqing was the first to stretch out his hand, stick it on the rune, and silently read the record on the page of Locust God.
The next moment, his figure disappeared in place.
Lao Yang and King Xiang touched the runes one by one, and then disappeared in place.
In the void where the book of Anshi was located, the book opened automatically, and it turned to the page of the locust god.
Yu Ziqing's figure appeared here, he looked at that page of the book, thought for a while, and said.
"Give me the page of the strange fire."
An Shi's book automatically turned to the page of the strange fire, the page fell off and floated into Yu Ziqing's hands.
As soon as Yu Ziqing thought about it, that page of the book turned into a flame imprint on his palm.
After being sprayed by Yu Ziqing for a long time, and Zhubi's Anshi Zhishu was taken away, it is still honestly following Yu Ziqing's wishes. Lao Yang and King Xiang were both sent in directly.
Yu Ziqing stretched out a hand and stuck it on the page of the Locust God, and his figure disappeared instantly.
The darkness in front of him lightened up slightly, and then became dark again.
Yu Ziqing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at the sky.
The sky was darkened, and the glory of the great sun was hidden.
It's not because of the clouds, but the locusts, the overwhelming locusts, like black clouds that can't be seen, cover the sky, and the earth looks dark.
Except for the swarms of locusts that gathered into clouds in the sky, there were densely packed locusts everywhere in the air and on the ground.
On the ground, looking around, there is no green at all, only a few bare trees, and a large number of dead trees.
Those locusts are not taboo about meat and vegetables, and all the weeds on the ground are not spared. All edible and inedible things are all eaten by those locusts.
Yu Ziqing even saw a dark red poisonous weed being eaten by locusts.
Around the poisonous weed, there was already a thick layer of locust carcasses, but there were still more locusts, one after another, gnawing at the poisonous weed to clean it up.
Yu Ziqing took only a dozen breaths, and saw that the poisonous weed had completely disappeared.
Tens of thousands of locust corpses were left around the poisonous weeds.
"Let's make sure where we are first."
The three of them flew through the sky together, and there was no life on the ground.
Not long after flying, Yu Ziqing saw corpses, a large number of corpses, all over the side of the road.
In addition to the corpses, starving ghosts were also found, a large number of starving ghosts.
Those starving ghosts, like crazy, slaughtered those locusts everywhere.
Not long after Yu Ziqing and the others flew, they saw where Ding Weicheng was.
Dingwei City is like a dead city at this moment, just like the outside world, without any green.
"Can you contact Feng Bujue? Or is he not here?"
"Already contacted, I sent out three messaging flying swords, all of them can be sent out, he must be here, I told him, we are in Dingwei City." King Xiang immediately replied.
"Then let's go into the city."
According to the records, it was Nie Shuang, the county guard of Dingwei City, who made the move.
It is most convenient to come here directly.
There was no one guarding the gate of the city, and when they entered the city, a few people fell sparsely by the side of the road, and the guards guarding the gate fell against the city wall.
The old sheep checked around, and when he came back, he shook his head.
"All the defenses of the city have exhausted their strength and are all abolished."
The old sheep paused for a while and continued.
"Besides, there are not many living people left, and there is no food to eat in the city."
While they were talking, they saw a man lying on the side of the road, swallowing his last breath. A starving ghost came out from his body, glanced at Yu Ziqing and the others, and rushed out of the city. Go kill those locusts.
Deep hatred, Sanjiang is hard to wash away.
Yu Ziqing went to the county government office, and there was no one alive inside.
This is the plague of the locust god.
Those locusts will eat all life in sight, but they will not directly hurt a person. Even if every locust, a random child, can crush it to death with one hand, trample it with one foot. die.
But that is too much, hundreds of millions, not an exaggeration at all.
However, these locusts are all highly poisonous and cannot be eaten.
Without food, the poultry and birds all starved to death, then the livestock all died, and then all the people died.
The disaster here is much more terrifying than the disaster in the wilderness that Yu Ziqing experienced.
Because there are too many people here, so much that even if Yu Ziqing has a god to provide him with food aid, it is impossible to save the people here.
Yu Ziqing sighed inwardly, what he couldn't see the most, and what he could empathize with the most, was people being starved to death.
This is just a city, and there are already too many starved ghosts to count. He doesn't know how many people are still starved to death in this seal.
Yu Ziqing left the others, went out of the city by himself, and found a group of starving ghosts, he fell to the ground and yelled loudly.
"Is there anyone who is sensible?"
After waiting for a long time, a starving ghost came over.
"Are you from the imperial court?"
"It's half, are you?"
"A small official in Dingwei City, his name is not worth mentioning."
"If you were given a chance to become another kind of ghost that could eat, would you be willing?"
"Can it kill all these locusts?"
"No."
"That's it."
The clerk dropped these words, turned around and left, continuing to cull the locusts.
Yu Ziqing remained silent. He saw that there were still some starving ghosts who had clearly lost their minds, but were still crazy. They worked tirelessly to kill locusts one by one.
What a big obsession.
The obsession is so great that as a starving ghost, even the hope of eating a bite can be suppressed, just to cull the locusts.
Yu Ziqing looked at the little official who was going away, raised his hand, and asked again.
"If there is a way, let you cull those locusts, but you may not be able to survive, would you like it?"
The little official, who was starved to death, stopped in his footsteps, and immediately turned around, looking at Yu Ziqing.
And those starving ghosts who had completely lost their minds also stopped their movements at this moment and turned their heads to look at Yu Ziqing.
"Are you sure you can kill these locusts?"
"Not sure, but you can try it, but you should die."
"Hahaha..." The little official raised his head and laughed. He pointed to himself and the other starving ghosts: "We are already dead. I only hate that we didn't kill all these locusts before we died. We killed the locusts." god."
Yu Ziqing didn't know what to say for a while.
Yes, they are already dead, and their obsession has reached the point where the only thing left is to kill the Locust God.
What else is there to say.
Moreover, it might be the best choice to let them burn those locusts to death by themselves.
Sitting for too long, my back hurts badly, my butt hurts, I can't fall asleep for a long time at night, and I can't get up this morning, so let's make another big chapter in the afternoon.
(End of this chapter)
In the face of Yu Ziqing's threat, An Shizhishu has been playing dead, but he is unwilling to admit that it is actually a little conscious.
Yu Ziqing tried for a while, but found nothing, so he could only give up temporarily.
Judging from the contents of this book, and the changes from front to back, Yu Ziqing did not believe that Anshizhishu did not want anyone to resolve the disaster.
Every record there is unsettled.
The few things that have been resolved now are all done by Yu Ziqing.
Regardless of whether it was Dadui in the past or An Shizhishu today, no matter what they want to do, it's best not to mess with Yu Ziqing now.
It's hard to succeed, but it's too easy to fail.
Yu Ziqing turned the pages of the book and found the page of Lao Yang, but Lao Yang was still inside.
He wants to bring out the old sheep first.
But before going in, he read the book of Anshi first, said.
"Think about it, no one can do anything except me now, if I enter it and accidentally die in it, you will have no more chance, don't count on other people who enter it.
If you are conscious, you must know that the people who went in before definitely did not want to resolve the disaster, they just wanted to break the seal. "
Yu Ziqing stretched out a hand and pressed it on the page of the strange fire.
In an instant, he disappeared in place.
On the book of Anshi, in the bloody handwriting, the blood light flowed and flickered continuously, and I don't know what it meant.
As soon as the scene in front of Yu Ziqing changed, he found that he was already hundreds of meters high in the sky.
On the ground, it was scorched black, and in some places, there were dark fires that had not been completely extinguished. Looking around, there was no place that had not been visited by flames.
Oh yes, there is no fire in mid-air.
Yu Ziqing chuckled, the book of Anshi still pretended to be like Lao Tzu.
Just said it a few words, this time it was sent directly to the mid-air, an absolutely safe place, within hundreds of feet of the body, not even a spark.
It seems that it also knows that if it comes into this seal, if it encounters that strange fire, it will most likely be finished.
It is afraid that it will die.
Yu Ziqing floated in the air and started to contact Lao Yang.
When Lao Yang appeared on the seventh floor, he saw Yu Ziqing's figure, and when he saw Yu Ziqing waving his hands, he didn't stop at all, Lao Yang said.
"Are you here for the Seal of Heavenly Fire?"
"Well, let me see what's going on with you. If it doesn't work, I'll take you out. Have you seen that strange flame?"
"I didn't see it. The silver lake fell to the ground and suppressed the fire. The strange fire disappeared. I don't know where it was hidden. But according to the records, as long as it accumulates enough power, that thing will definitely explode again."
"Where are you now?"
"See you in Dinghai City."
After going offline, Yu Ziqing identified the direction and went straight to the direction of Dinghai City.
He didn't touch the ground all the way, looking at the devastated land, there were scorched black marks everywhere, and there were remains of bones that had not been burned to ashes everywhere.
This wave of fire, even if it was sealed in the end, it is unknown how many people died in the end.
The people here in Dadui probably never thought of a big fire during the rainy season.
Especially in the southern part of Dadui, in the large area of Yinhu Lake, the water veins are like a net, and Qianli Zeguo, the ghostly place where water can be squeezed out of the air, may not be so easy to find a dry kindling log.
I don't know what the strange fire is, it can ignite a range of thousands of miles.
Along the way, Yu Ziqing didn't see a single living person, and he didn't see any living people in the city either. It was either empty or full of bones.
The closer to the place where the flames erupted, the more people died. In the outer city, there was no skeleton to be seen, only the burnt city.
At that time, the strange fire had already been sealed.
All the way to Dinghai City, it is still devastated, the city is dead silent, and a little bit of traces of the past can still be seen vaguely.
When Yu Ziqing went to the county government office, there was nothing in it, and there were no corpses. Everything that was useful and useless was burned.
He stretched out his hand and touched some ashes on the ground, where there was still a trace of warmth.
A trace of remaining anger was instantly absorbed and submerged into his body. The red ape in his heart opened his mouth and swallowed the trace of anger. In an instant, the eyes of the red ape turned red, and he hammered his chest violently.
But the more irritable the expression on its face, the calmer the whole person became. For the first time, it sat cross-legged and began to practice quietly.
Yu Ziqing closed his eyes and felt quietly. After a while, the irritable red ape stood up, his red eyes faded, and the irritable expression on his face also gradually faded, but his whole body recovered. The way it used to be.
A ghost who can't sit still.
The toad, who had been tepid and spitting quietly, sent a message to Yu Ziqing.
When the red ape calms down, it will become more and more irritable, and its brain will become bad, but if the expression on its face becomes more irritable, it will become calmer. If there is still that kind of anger, give it some, let it calm down.
The guy in the province is like a lunatic all day long, and the promotion is all led by the other four.
Yu Ziqing thought for a while, walked out of the county office, and put his hands on the ground. After feeling a little warmth, he immediately felt that the remaining anger around him was continuously gathering towards him.
Wisps of anger that could not be traced and could not be condensed kept pouring into his heart.
The irritable red monkey calmed down slowly, sitting there, absorbing anger continuously.
As the anger absorbed, the irritable and madness on the red ape's face became more and more intense, but its whole body became calmer and calmer.
The moment a weak little flame ignited in the red ape's chest, the rage and madness on its face dissipated completely, and the flesh and blood on its face changed and solidified into a glaring look, ferocious and majestic.
It sat cross-legged, with a calm look, quietly absorbing the anger.
A sliver of understanding suddenly appeared in Yu Ziqing's heart.
At this moment, his Chitianmo spirit can be regarded as truly cultivated.
This guy absorbs the qi of Binghuo and Dinghuo, and more importantly absorbs his heart qi to grow. Even if there are five qi cycles, he can successfully start.
But to truly cultivate, one still needs to absorb his irritable spirit and absorb his anger.
However, Yu Ziqing has always been calm and calm, and rarely irritated, and rarely angry, Chi Yuan couldn't cross that threshold at all.
Looking at the soil toad again, Yu Ziqing suddenly understood why the soil toad grew the fastest, and it always looked calm and silent.
Because the method represented by the soil toad is naturally compatible with him. He has a good appetite and is gluttonous, just like him. As long as he is free, his mouth can't stop.
Of course, this is the sequelae of everything that Yu Ziqing has suffered. Even if he recovers, it will be difficult to completely correct the problem.
Invisibly, it perfectly fits the soil toad, so that the soil toad will grow the fastest naturally when it is full.
But now the five little ones are already connected with each other. Under the circulation of the five qi, if one becomes stronger, the others will also be led to become stronger. There is no big gap. The red ape is weak, and it doesn't matter. , that is, non-stop all day long, noisy all day long.
Now that the defect has been made up, after igniting the ray of flame, Chi Yuan's brain has returned to normal, as quiet as a soil toad.
Yu Ziqing felt silently, he felt that these few methods should have been used to cultivate demons, but after coming to him, they also began to change.
In Lou Huai's inheritance, these methods are actually just ordinary methods.
Yu Ziqing used it as a secret method to assist his practice before, but now it seems that these methods, following the circulation of the five qi, have begun to evolve themselves, and they have become more and more different for him.
When Yu Ziqing absorbed the fire energy of the entire Ding Hai City and devoured it completely, the entire scorched city began to collapse in a large area as a gust of wind blew past.
All ashes return to ashes, ashes return to ashes, and the city collapses and turns into dust.
Maybe after a few decades, it will be covered by vegetation, and the traces of the past will no longer be seen.
When Lao Yang arrived here, Yu Ziqing was floating in the air, watching the dust rising in front of him.
"What's the matter? Have you met a living person?"
"No, I absorbed the fire in Dinghai City, and Dinghai City collapsed and turned into ashes."
"Can you absorb the remaining anger?"
The old sheep frowned.
"Those fires are like dark fires, which are left after the strange fire is ignited. It won't affect you if you absorb it rashly?"
"I don't feel anything wrong for a while, and it's getting better and better."
"..."
Lao Yang looked at Yu Ziqing and completed the goal of gaining one insight every day.
He stretched out a hoof, put it on Yu Ziqing's body, felt it carefully, and shook his head after confirming that Yu Ziqing was fine.
"You are really bold, I have been searching here for a long time, but I have not found any trace of the strange fire.
According to my guess, the strange fire may have spread over thousands of miles.
Those hidden fires are part of the extremely diluted fire.
At this level, the strange fire is actually no harm.
I guess, it was the strange fire that was hit by the frontal impact when the silver lake fell to the ground, so it was forcibly broken and disintegrated, scattered on the thousands of miles of land.
As a result, in many places here, dark fires do not go out all year round, but they cannot cause more damage.
So, some places have actually begun to come back to life, with vegetation or other things starting to recover. "
"So, there is actually no major problem here?" Yu Ziqing was a little surprised.
"Generally there is no big problem, but according to my speculation, the strange fire was just defeated and disintegrated. One day, if conditions permit, it will gather again. At that time, the land of thousands of miles will inevitably Burned again.
They sealed it up, and they did nothing wrong.
If they had other methods, they could control the strange fire and extinguish it completely, and it wouldn't have reached this point, and they still had to seal it. "
Hearing this, Yu Ziqing touched his chest, felt the red ape, and the little flame burning in the red ape's chest, thoughtfully.
"The disaster that happened here happened in the 88th year of Dingmao. According to the records in Anshizhishu, it has actually reached the late period of the Dadui Dynasty.
I seem to be a little guessing what that thing is and why it can't be extinguished.
I also know how to resolve it, let's try whether it is successful or not, anyway, it is good for me to absorb some anger. "
"It's all in this place, what else are you afraid to say?" Lao Yang sighed softly, Yu Ziqing didn't know how to imitate him, and imitated his half-spoken words.
"The problem is that I'm not sure, what should I say?"
"..."
Yu Ziqing left Dinghai City, walked for a while, put his hands on the ground, absorbing the surrounding anger, and it was another carpet search.
As the anger absorbed more and more, the small flame in Chi Yuan's chest also began to grow slowly, and Chi Yuan became calmer, as if the old god was in meditation.
After more than a month passed, Yu Ziqing was very fast, slowly absorbing all the anger along the way.
Looking down from a high altitude, the scorched black land was covered with gray ash, centered on Ding Hai City, radiating towards the surroundings.
A month has passed, and around Dinghai City, some vegetation with tenacious vitality has begun to appear. After the heavy rain, new shoots have emerged, and vitality has begun to germinate.
Three months later, when Yu Ziqing stood up again, he felt that the flame in Chiyuan's chest had turned into a mass of red flames, and the hair on Chiyuan's head began to sparkle as it danced.
Then with a snort, the flame ignited, and above its head, the red flame was burning slowly, and the angry look on Chi Yuan's face also dissipated, turning into a calm face, sitting there quietly , like an old monk entering meditation.
Yu Ziqing closed his eyes and sensed for a moment. When he came into contact with those flames, he felt as if a flame was burning in his chest. A thread of emotion was ignited by it, turned into anger, and was burning.
In an instant, the world in front of Yu Ziqing's eyes seemed to have turned into a stream of light, fading rapidly.
His eyes seemed to have seen the beginning of the seal.
He saw Zeguo in the south, where the water veins are brilliant and evil spirits are rampant, and he also saw the north, where the land is dry and red for thousands of miles.
He saw that in that year, there were countless refugees and countless people who starved to death, and he also saw that some people took advantage of the chaos and made a lot of money.
Seeing the chaos, more people took advantage of the mess.
Amidst the miasma, his eyes followed the streamer and saw a middle-aged man.
I saw his daughter being snatched away, and his parents died of starvation and illness on the way to escape.
Until he saw him and finally walked in front of a city, he was regarded as a key criminal and thrown into a big prison.
He was forced to confess, but he could not read or even know what crime he had confessed to.
Finally, on the day of his death, a jailer told him.
A powerful person committed a crime, and the matter was not easy to cover up. If he is unlucky, he looks very similar to that person, so he can only be killed in his place.
He was full of anger, but his heart was dead, knowing that there was no life left.
Just before the execution, when he was about to eat the last bowl of guillotine, he shouted a word of injustice, and was kicked over the guillotine.
At that moment, the anger in his chest could no longer be controlled. He was filled with grief and anger, and turned into anger together. The blood in his whole body, everything in his whole body seemed to be burning.
He left a curse and smashed his head against the stone pillar to death.
"May the wrath of the heavens burn you ghosts and ghosts to death, and create a bright and bright universe."
His body, his spirit, and his flesh and blood all disappeared in the flames. In the end, the ray of anger in his chest turned into a small fingernail-sized flame, like a small flame that would be extinguished when the wind blows.
The little flame fell from the sky and became weaker and weaker. When it landed, it was only a little bit the size of a grain of rice.
Then, without a sound, it shattered.
It turned into some tiny sparks and scattered in all directions.
It was just that little spark that was about to go out, but it ignited the anger in the heart of a prisoner in the next cell.
The flames started to burn.
The fire, the fire, the fire that cannot be extinguished with water, spread slowly but unstoppably.
He saw the flames spread in one direction as if consciously.
Then, not far behind the county government office, he saw a family. The flames were like a rushing river, heading straight for this family. The flames ignited this place. It seemed that there was no way for any method or protection. effect.
He saw a young man who looked seventy percent like the middle-aged man, was engulfed by flames, and burned blazingly in the flames.
I also saw a middle-aged man who was somewhat similar to that young man rushing out, terrified and trying to put out the fire, but the method in his hand was useless, the flame was burning from the young body.
Yu Ziqing knew their names.
The first wronged person, Wang Erniu.
Zhao Lin, the county magistrate, Zhao Bin, the son of the county magistrate.
Their father and son were purified alive in the flames.
However, how can the anger that has been ignited be stopped.
Because inside and outside the city, there have long been countless people who are already holding back their anger.
This place is already full of powder kegs, and now that little spark, a little bit of anger, is the introduction to completely ignite all this.
The scope of the flame spread is getting faster and faster, and finally it has turned into a flame shock wave, spreading in all directions.
Seeing this, all the pictures seemed to be burned by flames, and as far as the eye could see, only flames remained.
Yu Ziqing closed his eyes, took a light breath, and suppressed the anger in his heart.
After a long time, Yu Ziqing opened his eyes with anger in his tone.
"I'm sure now that the records in the Book of An Shi are also unreliable.
After all, history books are also written by people, and if they are written by people, they will definitely be biased.
What kind of shit is falling from the sky, and I don't know which Guapi wrote it, whitewashing the peace here.
This fucking is just anger!
It was a man-made disaster, a Guapi county magistrate forced an ordinary person to ignite the anger in his chest, and then ignited the anger in the chests of everyone within thousands of miles.
Not to mention that the Yinhu Lake is leaking, even if it pours out the water from all over the world, it is impossible to quench the anger of all living beings.
No wonder no one dared to dispel it despite the fact that there was no open flame in the seal.
Because they are afraid of being burned, they will be burned alive! "
Dingmao's 88th year, according to Dadui's chronology, this is only the first few decades of Dingmao's period.
It's not that they have nothing to do, it's just that no one dares to come.
Yu Ziqing's anger was about to be ignited. He looked at the world around him and began to collapse. He regretted resolving the disaster here.
It's not worth it, the disaster here is not worth resolving.
Just let that disaster stay here.
If there was no grievance, and the suffering that Wang Erniu had suffered before, the anger in his chest would not have been ignited.
Take another [-] steps, if this year, the overall environment will be the same as that of Mu Shouchang's time, the county guard would rather die than retreat, respect and loyal to his duty, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.
That trace of Wang Erniu's anger that was about to be extinguished when he fell to the ground could not even be ignited by a dry straw.
Seeing the world around him rolled up like a scroll, Yu Ziqing glanced at Lao Yang.
"Will you come with me, or should I send you out first?"
"Send me out, I don't want to see that book, and it's not suitable for me to read it."
Yu Ziqing sent Lao Yang out, and he waited quietly, waiting for everything around him to collapse back into the pages of the book.
Looking at the handwriting on the page, Yu Ziqing stared at An Shizhi's book and sneered.
"In the 88th year of Dingmao, a strange fire fell from the sky, scorched the earth for thousands of miles, and burned countless people to death.
The strange fire is treacherous, the rain can't be extinguished, and the wind can't be extinguished. There is a god-man Ji Mengshi who comes from the South China Sea and throws strange treasures into the valley.
The Milky Way fell to the ground, blocked its way, extinguished its fire, and turned into a silver lake, which remained in the world.
The fire energy was gone, but the strange fire did not go out, so the faceless man Yisaner drew the power of the gods to seal it, waiting to be dissolved.
What shit. "
"Are you a history book?"
The Book of An Shi didn't respond.
"Is what you have recorded here a historical fact that has not yet settled, or a story that has been whitewashed?"
"Give me some feedback. If you can allow others to change and whitewash Taiping's story at will, then I don't have the face to write this chapter. You can go to whomever you like."
In an instant, I saw that the page, which had already started to change color, suddenly stopped, and the blood in the handwriting was flowing, so bright that it made one's heart palpitate.
Yu Ziqing stepped forward with a sneer and asked a question.
"Who wrote this record? He didn't dare to leave his name when he wrote the history book, and even wrote a shitty history book. You can change the book of An Shi into Da Dui Romance. It's okay to read it as a story."
As a book with the word "History" in its name, Yu Ziqing ridiculed it one after another. It didn't care whether it was pretending or not.
A few words immediately appeared.
In Dingmao's 88th year, Fang Shouyi, the imperial censor, wrote the pen.
"Hehe, there is still such a position? Dare to let the censor write the history book? What about the historian? You deserve to be tampered with beyond recognition."
The book of An Shi was sprayed so much that it couldn't stand it, but it couldn't refute it.
The sealed part cannot be tampered with at all, because it was the disaster at that time. If they had the great supernatural power to tamper with the disaster itself, they would not have to seal the disaster.
That's why the disaster of the strange fire, when you enter, is already the scene after the flames burn, because in this way, people will not experience it at all, and let people see the front part.
But Yu Ziqing directly swallowed all the anger, and it was impossible to hide those parts from Yu Ziqing.
Otherwise, the disaster would not be resolved.
The book of Anshi kept trembling, and after a long time, strands of blood condensed above it, slowly turning into a vermilion pen.
The ink pen flew into Yu Ziqing's hand automatically, as if someone forced it to him.
Of course Yu Ziqing understood what this meant.
I give you the pen, and you write.
"I write and I write!"
Yu Ziqing held a vermilion pen in his hand and wrote directly behind.
"Fang Shouyi, the censor of Ding Mao in 88, put your mother's shit, whitewashed peace and wrote a history book.
What a strange fire from heaven, this is a man-made disaster.
The south turned into Wanli Ze Kingdom, and the north turned into red land. There were countless people who fled famine, countless people died, and the wilderness was full of corpses.
Wang Erniu, the victim of the disaster, was already a victim of the disaster, his whole family died tragically, and a tragedy happened in the world, but he was beaten into a trick to replace the key criminal.
Zhao Lin, the prime minister of Renzicheng County, bent the law for personal gain and acted recklessly. In order to protect his son Zhao Bin, he unjustly killed Wang Erniu.
As a result, Wang Erniu's grievance turned into rage, igniting other wronged people in the cell.
All of a sudden, the anger rose like a prairie fire.
A group of idiots who don't think about how to solve the problem, only think about sealing, how to separate the relationship and cover the cover.
It is insane to prevent people from knowing the source of the strange fire and prevent future generations from resolving the disaster.
Fang Shouyi, the censor who wrote the pen, Zhao Lin, the county magistrate of Renzicheng, and Zhao Bin, the son of the county magistrate, deserve you to be included in the history books, and your stigma will last forever. "
After writing this, Yu Ziqing was still puzzled, and continued to ask questions.
"At that time, who else, the censor who wrote the book, who bought it, came and told me, and I will record it all for him, so that they will be infamous forever.
In this seal of yours, if you can untie some of it in the future, there must be someone who can survive, right?
Let our descendants know, if it is useful, we must let people of their time know.
If these few people, and those who tampered later, survived the seal by chance, I will kill them first, otherwise I will be very angry.
If you know who else is there, tell me first, in case I accidentally break a seal and save someone.
Then my mentality will definitely explode, and I will do many irrational things.
For example, throwing you into a cesspit for a soak, or throwing you deep into a hole. "
There was no movement in the book of An Shi. After a while, a stream of light flew out and fell into Yu Ziqing's head.
Yu Ziqing looked at it, and there were only some pictures of executions.
Including the censor who wrote his record, there are a bunch of people with higher or lower status behind him, all of whom were sentenced to death.
This kind of thing must be recorded, and no one dares to tamper with it.
Yu Ziqing opened his eyes, looked at An Shi's book, and probably understood the meaning.
It's almost done, the good Anshizhishu, Yu Ziqing wrote a lot of insulting words in the words of dog climbing fork, Anshizhishu held his nose and endured it.
If I write any more, Yu Ziqing will have to spray Duihuang again.
"Okay, since they are all dead and recorded, I don't want to waste pen and ink on writing."
After finishing speaking, Yu Ziqing conveniently put the vermilion pen into his pocket.
An Shizhishu didn't say anything, and didn't respond.
Yu Ziqing glanced at those words, and had to say that when he was upset, the words he wrote were different. Although they were still quite distinctive, they were already somewhat attractive.
Just from the handwriting, it can be seen that when the writer wrote these, his heart was burning with anger, so that his hands were trembling with anger, and it can be seen that in this record, the great man-made disaster of wrath and hatred is so shocking. Fingers crossed.
I believe that people who can see this record in the future will definitely think so.
His mood gradually calmed down, but Yu Ziqing still felt the anger burning in his chest. He sighed, took out the seal of Dinghai City County Guard, and stamped it heavily.
In an instant, that page turned into black and white, and the dust settled.
"This page can also be turned into a magic weapon, right?"
As soon as the words fell, Yu Ziqing shook his head.
"Forget it, I'm just asking casually."
There is already a cloud of anger burning in his chest, and there is no need for this page of magical powers.
Even if it could be used, Yu Ziqing didn't want to use it anymore.
That supernatural power can almost be regarded as the last resort for the common people at the bottom to die together with everything in the outside world.
It needs the right time, place and people to be effective.
As for the effect, it is just the same end.
just forget it.
The Book of Anshi slowly closed.
With a thought, Yu Ziqing turned and left.
Back in the cave, Yu Ziqing climbed up along the stone wall.
Lao Yang and King Xiang were already waiting outside.
When King Xiang saw Yu Ziqing, he didn't ask any questions. After seeing that Yu Ziqing was safe, King Xiang said.
"As long as you're fine, I'll go outside to check, and I feel like someone is coming."
King Xiang left the cave to investigate.
Lao Yang looked at the back of King Xiang going away, and grinned.
"You Zhen's son is not a reckless man like outsiders say."
"If he is really just a reckless man, it is impossible for him to be King Xiang for so many years in An Ansheng, and it is impossible for him to cultivate to the ninth level." Yu Ziqing shook his head, scoffing at such rumors.
Seeing King Xiang's attitude, Yu Ziqing knew that he must have guessed something.
Now he still takes the initiative to go out to investigate, actively avoids, and does not intervene in the following conversation.
Whoever regards him as a pure reckless man is the real reckless man.
"Finished?"
"It's over, and I recorded it truthfully by the way. If I don't write it down, I will be very angry."
"You'd better be careful, there is not much information about that god dynasty, but I can be sure that that thing is one of their backhands.
You are not from those few gods, and you have not been stained with the slightest mark, so it's okay to say something.
Like King Xiang, and me, born in a certain god dynasty, will be born with an imperceptible imprint.
Especially King Xiang, he didn't dare to touch it at all, and he didn't even dare to look at it.
The same goes for me, maybe after I get in touch, it will cause some unnecessary troubles.
If you can do it, it's best not to let me touch it, and it's best not to let me see it. "
"There is such a saying?" Yu Ziqing was a little surprised.
"In the final analysis, the background and luck among the gods are the people at the bottom. As the foundation, anyone who was born in this dynasty.
Or any person who serves in this dynasty, in fact, has a trace of imprint, a trace of vitality and luck.
And you, there is none at all, and almost none of us in Jinlan Mountain, they are all people who have lived in the wasteland for generations.
No identity, no imprint.
But their ancestors may be people from the God Dynasty.
No one can be as clean as you, not even a little bit in the blood.
So, there are some things you can do that we can't.
You can touch, see, and wantonly, but neither of us can.
The people of that god dynasty, including those in the seal who can still stay awake and have official positions, they should also be able to sense this.
So they are very friendly to you and are willing to trust you because you are not from other gods.
There is no imprint of other gods in the blood, so they will only believe that your ancestors are people from that god.
Only this kind of explanation can explain that you don't have any marks on your body. "
After Lao Yang finished explaining, Yu Ziqing remembered that two people had already given him a big seal before.
The latter one is okay, after all, he has already obtained a big seal.
The county guard of Dinghai City, Mu Shouchang, must think that he is a descendant of Dadui.
"So, I'm actually a member of that god dynasty now?"
"It can be counted, or it can't be counted, because that god dynasty is gone."
"There is a loophole in your statement. The ancestors were not the people of the gods, so they don't exist?" Yu Ziqing said.
"Heh, have you ever heard a saying that you can't be poor for three generations?"
"heard about it."
"It means that for a poor family, after three generations, if they haven't recovered, they won't be able to keep their blood.
This world is very dangerous. Without the territory protected by the gods, it is impossible for ordinary people to live safely and securely for three generations.
And going back to ancient times, in that era, there was a person who could leave a bloodline, and the bloodline can continue to this day and has not been cut off.
Then, that person must be someone from a certain god dynasty.
And there is a high probability that that person is not a civilian. "
"Then..." Yu Ziqing still wanted to continue the argument.
"Then what, do you want to say that the two surnames are sealed? How do you know that they were not members of the God Dynasty in ancient times?
Even today, in name, they are actually subjects of a certain god dynasty. "
Yu Ziqing stopped arguing with Lao Yang, although he felt that theoretically, there must still be.
But think about it, starting from the ancestors, weddings and funerals, the probability that every member of the family is not a person of a certain god dynasty is really a bit unbelievably low.
I'm afraid that only a guy like him who jumped out of thin air doesn't have any imprint of any god here in his blood.
"Forget it, don't worry about this for now. I've seen it before. There are still two seals. Someone got in. Now I'm not sure which one is the seal that got in, and which one is the Yin family."
Yu Ziqing told Lao Yang about the two seals, and Lao Yang was silent for a moment.
"I'm not too sure, but I guess, those who took away the Yin family probably didn't want the Locust God.
No matter who those people are, releasing the locust god will harm others and benefit oneself.
If the Three Gods encountered such a thing, they would definitely suppress it immediately.
Moreover, those people certainly did not intend to defuse the disaster.
If it was just to resolve the disaster, with the masters of the Yin family around, after so long, they should have come out.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be so hard to kidnap people from the Yin family.
It's a pity that the seal of the god dynasty is not so easy to break, and the Yin family is alone, so it is difficult to break.
They should be for another one. "
"Then let's go and bring Feng Bujue out first. When the two families of Feng Yin are in trouble, if they stand together, the success rate is still relatively high. The problem is the Locust God. Do you have a solution?"
"That's the locust god, but it's actually a big monster. It's difficult to get entangled. There are too many locust swarms. Any one will be poisoned. The locust god is even more poisonous. This has happened in ancient times. , since it can be sealed, it means that the thing is different from ordinary ones."
"Can it be eaten? Will it be poisoned to death?"
"do not know."
"I met a county guard before and found out that he didn't seem to know that there are body-training monks."
"Huh?" Lao Yang's eyes suddenly widened: "He is a county guard, but he doesn't know about body training monks?"
"Obviously, he doesn't know. After knowing that I am a body-refining cultivator, he was very shocked, but he was very happy. Do you know when the body-refining cultivator appeared?"
"This..." Lao Yang was at a loss for words. After pondering for a long time, there was a trace of shock on his face: "I don't know. In my impression, it seems to have always been there."
"No, definitely not."
Yu Ziqing thought of the time before ancient times, and thought of the beginning of writing the Baiyang Sacred Canon.
In the Baiyang Sacred Code, it is actually a method of refining qi, taking into account a part of refining the spirit.
Thinking back again at this moment, the part of refining the gods is obviously not as systematic as the part of refining qi, and it is not as subtle as the part of refining qi.
At that time, Yu Ziqing really didn't think there was anything abnormal about it.
But now, after receiving new information, Yu Ziqing felt that the Baiyang Sacred Code was a typical method of refining Qi, and there was a reason for it.
Because in that era, the word body training may not have existed at all.
Thinking back again, in this era, the overall status of physical training is very low, and it is better on the side of the Great Earthquake, because there was a former Emperor Zhen who was a physical training.
When it comes to Daqian, Kuhaha is synonymous with low-level physical training.
None of the emperors of the past dynasties majored in body training.
In the whole world, the number of strong physical practitioners is not even a fraction of that of qi refining monks.
"So, I think that if there was no physical training at all in the era of the seal, naturally no one would think of eating the Locust God.
So, do you think your body can withstand the poison of the Locust God?
He can't even poison you to death, can he? "
The old sheep pondered for a while, he knew what Yu Ziqing meant, whether the locust god could poison him to death in the form of a dragon.
"I'm really not sure about this."
"It's fine if you're not sure, then you wait here first, I'll go and bring Feng Bujue out."
"No, I'll go with you, dissolve the seal, and bring him out again."
The old sheep is very persistent.
Yu Ziqing knew that Lao Yang felt that even if he took a little risk, he could not let outsiders know that he could enter and exit the seal at will.
Then the only way to resolve the disaster is to go.
After waiting for more than an hour, King Xiang came back from outside.
"I have checked, and there is no trace of anyone, and no one will come again. Maybe I feel wrong. However, after the investigation, you can rest assured."
King Xiang said that his face wasn't red and his heart was beating, and he didn't intend to go out to avoid it at all.
"Let's go, let's fish out Feng Bujue first. After all, there is still a place where the seal is suppressed. Only he knows it. We can't let him be trapped to death in it."
The three of them climbed down the stone wall again and came to the rune on the stone wall.
Yu Ziqing was the first to stretch out his hand, stick it on the rune, and silently read the record on the page of Locust God.
The next moment, his figure disappeared in place.
Lao Yang and King Xiang touched the runes one by one, and then disappeared in place.
In the void where the book of Anshi was located, the book opened automatically, and it turned to the page of the locust god.
Yu Ziqing's figure appeared here, he looked at that page of the book, thought for a while, and said.
"Give me the page of the strange fire."
An Shi's book automatically turned to the page of the strange fire, the page fell off and floated into Yu Ziqing's hands.
As soon as Yu Ziqing thought about it, that page of the book turned into a flame imprint on his palm.
After being sprayed by Yu Ziqing for a long time, and Zhubi's Anshi Zhishu was taken away, it is still honestly following Yu Ziqing's wishes. Lao Yang and King Xiang were both sent in directly.
Yu Ziqing stretched out a hand and stuck it on the page of the Locust God, and his figure disappeared instantly.
The darkness in front of him lightened up slightly, and then became dark again.
Yu Ziqing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at the sky.
The sky was darkened, and the glory of the great sun was hidden.
It's not because of the clouds, but the locusts, the overwhelming locusts, like black clouds that can't be seen, cover the sky, and the earth looks dark.
Except for the swarms of locusts that gathered into clouds in the sky, there were densely packed locusts everywhere in the air and on the ground.
On the ground, looking around, there is no green at all, only a few bare trees, and a large number of dead trees.
Those locusts are not taboo about meat and vegetables, and all the weeds on the ground are not spared. All edible and inedible things are all eaten by those locusts.
Yu Ziqing even saw a dark red poisonous weed being eaten by locusts.
Around the poisonous weed, there was already a thick layer of locust carcasses, but there were still more locusts, one after another, gnawing at the poisonous weed to clean it up.
Yu Ziqing took only a dozen breaths, and saw that the poisonous weed had completely disappeared.
Tens of thousands of locust corpses were left around the poisonous weeds.
"Let's make sure where we are first."
The three of them flew through the sky together, and there was no life on the ground.
Not long after flying, Yu Ziqing saw corpses, a large number of corpses, all over the side of the road.
In addition to the corpses, starving ghosts were also found, a large number of starving ghosts.
Those starving ghosts, like crazy, slaughtered those locusts everywhere.
Not long after Yu Ziqing and the others flew, they saw where Ding Weicheng was.
Dingwei City is like a dead city at this moment, just like the outside world, without any green.
"Can you contact Feng Bujue? Or is he not here?"
"Already contacted, I sent out three messaging flying swords, all of them can be sent out, he must be here, I told him, we are in Dingwei City." King Xiang immediately replied.
"Then let's go into the city."
According to the records, it was Nie Shuang, the county guard of Dingwei City, who made the move.
It is most convenient to come here directly.
There was no one guarding the gate of the city, and when they entered the city, a few people fell sparsely by the side of the road, and the guards guarding the gate fell against the city wall.
The old sheep checked around, and when he came back, he shook his head.
"All the defenses of the city have exhausted their strength and are all abolished."
The old sheep paused for a while and continued.
"Besides, there are not many living people left, and there is no food to eat in the city."
While they were talking, they saw a man lying on the side of the road, swallowing his last breath. A starving ghost came out from his body, glanced at Yu Ziqing and the others, and rushed out of the city. Go kill those locusts.
Deep hatred, Sanjiang is hard to wash away.
Yu Ziqing went to the county government office, and there was no one alive inside.
This is the plague of the locust god.
Those locusts will eat all life in sight, but they will not directly hurt a person. Even if every locust, a random child, can crush it to death with one hand, trample it with one foot. die.
But that is too much, hundreds of millions, not an exaggeration at all.
However, these locusts are all highly poisonous and cannot be eaten.
Without food, the poultry and birds all starved to death, then the livestock all died, and then all the people died.
The disaster here is much more terrifying than the disaster in the wilderness that Yu Ziqing experienced.
Because there are too many people here, so much that even if Yu Ziqing has a god to provide him with food aid, it is impossible to save the people here.
Yu Ziqing sighed inwardly, what he couldn't see the most, and what he could empathize with the most, was people being starved to death.
This is just a city, and there are already too many starved ghosts to count. He doesn't know how many people are still starved to death in this seal.
Yu Ziqing left the others, went out of the city by himself, and found a group of starving ghosts, he fell to the ground and yelled loudly.
"Is there anyone who is sensible?"
After waiting for a long time, a starving ghost came over.
"Are you from the imperial court?"
"It's half, are you?"
"A small official in Dingwei City, his name is not worth mentioning."
"If you were given a chance to become another kind of ghost that could eat, would you be willing?"
"Can it kill all these locusts?"
"No."
"That's it."
The clerk dropped these words, turned around and left, continuing to cull the locusts.
Yu Ziqing remained silent. He saw that there were still some starving ghosts who had clearly lost their minds, but were still crazy. They worked tirelessly to kill locusts one by one.
What a big obsession.
The obsession is so great that as a starving ghost, even the hope of eating a bite can be suppressed, just to cull the locusts.
Yu Ziqing looked at the little official who was going away, raised his hand, and asked again.
"If there is a way, let you cull those locusts, but you may not be able to survive, would you like it?"
The little official, who was starved to death, stopped in his footsteps, and immediately turned around, looking at Yu Ziqing.
And those starving ghosts who had completely lost their minds also stopped their movements at this moment and turned their heads to look at Yu Ziqing.
"Are you sure you can kill these locusts?"
"Not sure, but you can try it, but you should die."
"Hahaha..." The little official raised his head and laughed. He pointed to himself and the other starving ghosts: "We are already dead. I only hate that we didn't kill all these locusts before we died. We killed the locusts." god."
Yu Ziqing didn't know what to say for a while.
Yes, they are already dead, and their obsession has reached the point where the only thing left is to kill the Locust God.
What else is there to say.
Moreover, it might be the best choice to let them burn those locusts to death by themselves.
Sitting for too long, my back hurts badly, my butt hurts, I can't fall asleep for a long time at night, and I can't get up this morning, so let's make another big chapter in the afternoon.
(End of this chapter)
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