the last priest

The concave and convex stones continued to fall, and Xuan had to bend down. The huge building seemed to be pressing down on the top of Mount Tai, and anyone standing in front of it was nothing but a mantis.Zhuo Xiong and Dabao used all their strength to support the fall with both hands, trying to slow down the time of the fall, but how could the ten thousand catty boulder be resisted by manpower.

Formation and witchcraft are all created by people, and if someone can start it, someone can break it.Those who are proficient in Fengshui and metaphysics did not rely on spells to stop grave robbers after their death. They all chose mechanisms: boulders, quicksand, kerosene, and even poisonous snakes and beasts.Because they understand that no matter how mysterious the formation or vicious Gu technique is, there is a way to unravel it, and only absolute power can put people to death.Similarly, this principle applies to ethnic groups and tribes. The southwestern border, which is proficient in witchcraft, has no way to stop the millions of cavalry in the Central Plains.

The dwarf's blood kept gushing, and Yuan Min cried until his distorted face formed a stark contrast with Xuan's indifference. No matter how she tried to stop him, Xuan remained motionless.The dwarf is the sacrifice in his hands at this moment, and he has completely become a priest.

I don't know whether it is the normal muscle contraction after death, or the dwarf's reaction in the spirit of the sky, but the dwarf's hand was raised silently, and his thumb and index finger were connected together, like an "ok" sign. mark.Does this mean that he is supporting Xuan's actions?Even Cha Wenbin's eyes were moist.

When the last drop of blood flowed from the dwarf's body, the stone pillar was less than one meter above the ground, and the pit had just been filled with blood.

The blood in a human body is almost 4000 milliliters in total, which is equivalent to about eight bottles of mineral water. When the blood filled the entire pit, the boulder above the head stopped abruptly.Everything seems to be exactly as Cha Wenbin expected, blood sacrifice is the real main theme here.

The dwarf's body was pale, and when Xuan laid him flat on the ground, he saw the corners of his mouth slightly raised. If he was still alive, this was what he looked like when he smiled.

"He understands." Xuan gritted his teeth and said this sentence, no one has suffered more pain than him.

Just when everyone thought everything had stopped, there was another "click", and then the ground began to shake again, and the boulder moved again.

When walking past Zha Wenbin, Xuan and him exchanged a glance, the two people who are proficient in metaphysics already understood each other, and everything was clear in their chests.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Min cried out when she saw Xuan pull out the dagger.

"Tianxuandihuang, we have been here since the day we were found. The dwarf has left, so we should follow."

When they were children, they were sacrificed, why?Everything came from the thread-bound book, which Cha Wenbin suddenly realized when they crossed the gate of life and death. This is a situation that has been laid out for a long time.

What is recorded in the book is reality, and there really was such an expert who came there once. His purpose should be the same as that of Zha Wenbin's trip, both to find the legendary holy water.But again, it was also a trap, and when Hetu and I got out of that gown, it was arranged.

Before entering the tower, Cha Wenbin tried to find clues from the thread-bound book in his hand.

"I've read this book too." When Xuan said these words, it was very understated.

"Where did you read it?" Zha Wenbin was incredulous. Although he did not remember that it had appeared in his home, Hetu was dug out from the old Taoist robe, which was a relic of his master.

"The seventh page or the eighth page, I don't remember much." Xuan said lightly: "Because I was still young at that time, there was a corner missing on that page."

Cha Wenbin regained his senses and started to read. When he turned to the seventh page, everything stopped. In the lower right corner, there was a gap the size of a coin.

"I'm an orphan. In fact, they killed my master. I knew it when I was very young. Since I was born, I was a chess piece. When I was 15 years old, I sneaked into that room, and there was a chess piece on the table. This book. When I saw that page, he came, and I hid under the bed. Because I was nervous, I tore off a corner of the book. In fact, he knew that I was there with his ability, but he didn’t point it out. He just closed it. I can't be abandoned by him, because I am a pawn and so are they."

Xuan Yi continued uncharacteristically: "Tian Xuan Di Huang is just the name of the four chess pieces. Those people were all born on those two days. The four of us were lucky to be the final chess pieces and were put into the chess game. Mr. Cha, we They are all born for you, and you are the eldest son who directly takes the general."

Although Cha Wenbin suspected it very early on, he had reason to keep convincing himself because there was his unconscious brother there: "For what?"

Xuan smiled lightly: "For selfish desire." He paused and said: "If, I die, please bury this wooden sword with me." Then, he took out a thread-bound book that was also yellowed Handed it to Cha Wenbin: "There are actually two volumes of this book, yours is the first, and mine is the second. He never killed me because I hid the second volume at that time. These are my talismans, as long as I live, they will live, as long as one of us dies first, the others must die. I give it to you today because I should call you big brother."

Flipping through a chapter, the familiar notes appeared vividly on the paper. On this page, only a nine-story pagoda was drawn, and a line of small words was written underneath: Linglong Jiuzhong, death in the underworld; Tianxuandihuang, blood sacrifice to heaven.

After that, Zha Wenbin had no time to look at it anymore, but those four words described them clearly. Xuan understood the purpose of his own existence, and the fates of the three were also controlled from birth.

Returning to the eighth floor of the pagoda, Xuan stood in front of his black stone pit with a dagger in his hand and said:

"Heaven and Earth, you need the blood of the four of us to break through here. Yuan Min, you are in the south, the Suzaku position, the transparent stone; Dabao, you are the Qinglong, the green one. The dwarf is the White Tiger position. He has already taken a step ahead, and filled these pits with the blood of four people. The loess rises in all directions, and the four of us are born with each other, and those who lack one cannot survive. Everything is predestined, so I will take a step first. "

With a "poof", the sharp dagger sliced ​​across his throat, leaving no room for himself. The wound almost cut off his entire neck, and he fell on the black stone impartially.In an instant, warm blood began to pour into the hole, and Xuan was still trying to move with his last bit of strength, he wanted to make the position of his wound fit better.

Dazed, shocked, it all happened too fast and too suddenly.Xuan left, and Yuan Min was caught off guard when he left.

Touching the twitching face that was spattered with blood, Yuan Min smiled: "If you leave, how can I live? When you stood in front of the wild wolf for me, I knew that I would live and die with you in this life." . ” That immature baby face, desperately caring for the shivering little girl behind him, he was facing a group of hungry wolves.From that day on, Yuan Min gave her heart to that boy who never smiled, he was an orphan, and she had long regarded him as everything to her.

Trembling, she picked up the face that was bubbling with blood because of the severed trachea. She gently wiped it for him with her hands, and let him go clean if she wanted to leave.No tears, no crying, with a smile, with the happiness in her heart, her lips pressed against his forehead.

"If one day I can quit, I will marry you." This sentence has been hidden in her heart for 25 years.Finally, today, she can speak.

Putting down the person she loved, she gently picked up the knife in his hand and walked in front of Cha Wenbin: "Our mission is to protect you at all costs. If possible, please bury us together."

"Pfft...", the transparent stone began to turn red, and Suzaku's blood finally began to burn.Southern Suzaku, scarlet red, turned out to be dyed red with her blood.Her eyes were still looking at the man she loved so much. At that moment, their eyes were tightly linked together. Perhaps they had waited too long for this moment.

Why didn't Cha Wenbin stop it?Because he can't stop it at all. This is what the destiny belongs to. Everyone has been arranged since birth, and no one can change it.His fist clenched tighter and tighter, two of his molars had already been bitten into pieces by himself, and his nails had been deeply embedded in his own flesh.

Dabao, that tall man who looks somewhat similar to Dashan, has quietly fallen on his place at this moment, perhaps at this moment his heart has calmed down the apology for the dwarf, I owe you, use my life to come repaid...