the last priest

Ji Guang is the seventh patriarch of the ancient Qiang tribe, with the blood of Yinglong flowing in his body, he is the leader of the earliest tribe.But every patriarch will suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death, and he, who also longs for longevity, abandoned his clansmen to find a way to immortality.

After going through thousands of trials and hardships, he came to the depths of the Qinling Mountains, and finally found one of the ways of eternal life beside a "holy lake": Houtu!

But there was a Han tribe who guarded this magical land at that time, called the pre-Qin.The ancestors of the pre-Qin had a grand ambition to dominate the world, but the barbaric and backward Qinling people were not strong enough to compete with the more civilized and rich Yellow River civilization at that time.

In exchange, this Ji Guang taught the Qin people the most advanced smelting technology at that time: bronze casting, helping the tribe to have the sharpest weapons and the strongest shields.In return, he got Houtu, and at the same time, his status in this pre-Qin tribe was also improved unprecedentedly, and he was worshiped by thousands of people.

Houtu can make dead trees spring up, so Ji Guang built this cemetery again. In order to prevent outsiders from disturbing him, he built the bridge according to the place of Yinhuo, and gathered all the evil spirits under the bridge to guard him.And the most important thing to guard these evil spirits is the ghost seal: a masterpiece of witchcraft from ancient times, and one of the most important magic weapons of the ancient Qiang people.

Ji Guang never imagined that after he was buried, he could only keep his body alive, but he could not prevent the aging of his soul. One day his soul still left, wandering in this cemetery all day long, until outsiders broke in. Only to see the light of day again.His body needs fresh dragon blood to awaken the control of the soul again, so Dashan finally broke in, and he is the person Ji Guang has been waiting for for thousands of years. The ancient awakening ceremony is about to start, and the inheritance of history can finally be reincarnated.

And the person who was familiar with the history of the ancient Qiang people and created the myth of Mount Qifeng finally lost his body, but he was extremely powerful and managed to retain a trace of his mind, forcibly occupying the body of the old knife who awakened Yinglong by death. escaped from Kunlun.

But a mortal's body is a mortal's body after all, Ying Long did not give up chasing and killing this villain, so he thought of a way: occupy the body of Ji Guang, a descendant of the ancient dragon clan, and let his blood cover his soul breath, in order to achieve the purpose of rebirth.

He succeeded, at least in this step, he was indeed successful.Now Ji Guang's body is rapidly recovering his original dragon spirit with the supplement of Dashan's blood. It won't be long before the blood in this coffin is fully integrated, and he will be able to obtain a new rebirth!

He is an absolute devil, justice and evil are only in his mind, he is the true creator of Taoism and the true creator of the devil.All the ugliness and wisdom of human nature are concentrated in him, and his figure can be found in the connection of civilizations for thousands of years.

"Borrowing a corpse to return the soul" is an old-fashioned but unfamiliar vocabulary. Now this corpse controls the fate of everyone, and he always eliminates the waste in his eyes before he can quickly!

Xiao Baoya watched his rebirth happily, but he didn't know that he was the first to face death.

"You made me wait for a full year, I'm very disappointed." Accompanied by these cold words, five fingers flashed, Xiao Baoya only felt a sweetness in his throat, and when he lowered his head for the last time, he only looked at The master's wrist rests on his chest.

There was a "bang", it was the heart being pinched and burst, and the incomparable blood was announcing the official return of this devil.

Then Chao Zi and Zhuo Xiong flew upside down and fell heavily on the ground. These ants that killed him were not worth breathing. He wanted to crush anyone who dared to surpass him, including God!

At a critical moment, those fleeing clansmen came back again, and when they saw their king resurrected again, they swarmed around Ji Guang, singing and dancing, and they wanted to celebrate.

But this Ji Guang is not that Ji Guang, and what awaits them is not the king's call, but ruthless killing.The savage in the lead was still smiling when he died. Before he closed his eyes, the second clansman had already been murdered. He had had enough of hiding in Tibet all these years. He needed to vent and kill!

The entire square fell into chaos immediately, the burning bronze pillar was overturned, and the fire quickly spread along with the fuel.It was also riding on this wave of chaos that Dashan carried one on his shoulders, and held the other in one hand to drag the three brothers out desperately.

A pair of eyes of the god of death in the distance has been fixed on them, but the god of death is not in a hurry, he is still harvesting the lives of the savages, these pre-Qin survivors would never think of the one who led them to the glory of civilization. One of the ancestors will become a murderer.

The insolent laughter continued to wantonly harvest life, Da Shan led the three of them to run wildly all the way, stumbled and ran a few turns and couldn't run anymore, the four of them lay on the ground panting heavily.

Chaozi moved his fingers weakly, he felt that his whole body was about to fall apart: "We are going to die here."

"It's okay." Zhuo Xiong took a deep breath, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth: "It's good to be a brother, everyone has a companion even if they are ghosts."

Cha Wenbin fumbled for a fire pocket from his arms and said, "Dashan, help my brother light a long-burning lamp, and then run alone, as far as you can run, at least you can go out and pass a message." Letter. I have everything in my bag, and I have been lighting a lamp for a lifetime, and I don’t want to be too dark when it’s my turn.”

"Brother Wenbin, what are you talking about! I will take you out even if I die!" Dashan was about to get up and continue running with them on his back, but was slapped by Cha Wenbin: "Don't be stubborn, Listen to what my brother said, it’s better to live one than to die here.”

Chaozi grinned, showing his blood-stained teeth, "Just order it, I'm also afraid of the dark."

Da Shan sat down holding the fire book and simply sat down: "I'm not leaving anyway, since I'm going to die, I'll die together, I was brought back by you, and when I go out, I'll be alone with each other, so if I want to light the lamp, just four people make do Use them together." As he said that, the foolish boy really fumbled to find the wick in the oil bowl and lit an ever-burning lamp.

The lights kept beating like broad beans, and the sound of fighting not far away was getting closer and closer, and it would be here in a while.

Cha Wenbin took out the little three-legged toad from his arms and put it on the ground, saying: "Little man, after I leave, you have to live well, go by yourself."

Unexpectedly, the little toad jumped back into his arms again, with his little head arched inward, as if he hadn't slept enough.

Zha Wenbin was about to take it again, when he looked up and inadvertently saw many figures dancing on the opposite wall through the ever-burning lights.But the light was too dim, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Chaozi, is your flashlight still on?"

"I don't know if it was broken, but it's in my bag, what?"

"It's nothing, I just want to see clearly where I died. Dashan, take a good photo with your flashlight, so we can come back and have a look when we return to Sha."

Da Shan responded, and found that the flashlight was indeed off. After slapping it with his big hand several times, the flashlight turned on again. After making gestures around, they realized that this place was very familiar, because there was a broken iron chain on it. hanging there.This is the ditch under the bridge outside, the bottom of the river covered with corpse oil!

It turned out that the river channel was leading to the square, and they passed by the bottom of the river by accident, but it was all right. It seems that the doorway to the river was set in the middle of the fall.

"Don't wander around, just take a good look at the wall opposite!" Zha Wenbin ordered.

At this time, Zha Wenbin realized that the figures just now were a pair of murals attached to each other. The bright red lines were rough but simple, but they could accurately convey the meaning of the murals to those who wanted to see them.

This picture of Dashan Photo shows that a guest came from afar and was welcomed by many people.This person brought all kinds of farm tools and weapons, and there were many scenes of people smelting bronze together.

"Slow down, move back." Cha Wenbin suddenly became interested in these murals, because it was not the first time he had seen this unique bright red mural.

The second mural shows that two people were worshiped by the clansmen, and one of them led most of the clansmen away, waving weapons in their hands, and rushed to the other people in the herds of cattle and sheep, describing many scenes of war.And the one who stayed led the rest of the people to build a huge building, which described the bridge.In the last scene, the man accepts a gift from a god, which is abstract, a heap.

The third mural tells about a person being buried with a box-shaped utensil in his hand, and then there are some descriptions of the funeral scenes at that time.

The fourth mural is more interesting. It tells the story of four people entering the huge building, and there was a conflict with the one who stayed behind. Then the four people fled, and the one who stayed behind Chase after.

Cha Wenbin was startled, isn't this the situation they are encountering now, is this mural a prophecy?He immediately continued to look down, but found that the rest of the screen was a little far away. Just as he wanted Dashan to help him move a little bit, the crazy laughter had already killed the door, and there were only two panicked savages left. Come in the ditch. . . . . .