the last priest

Is that Leng Yiran?It's just a similar face, the same delicate face, the same cold face, the difference is the extremely bright red clothes.It was like a hot fire in that water, burning ragingly, why were there tears on her face?

That gorgeous dress is so glamorous on her body, her temperament is like a fairy in the sky, sacred and not profane.Among those white-clothed and black-haired corpses, there is such a fairy-like woman, which is really an interesting picture.

Zhuo Xiong shouted to the woman in red, "Miss Leng! It's you!"

The woman in the water frowned, she was still in tears just now, but now she showed her fierce face.At this moment, Huzhou's black hair began to stir again, they entangled with each other, and the vortex vaguely pushed the lake water up again.

Cha Wenbin said in a low voice: "She's not, she's definitely not."

Da Shan also said: "But she is, we all recognize her, why don't you recognize her?"

Zha Wenbin replied: "She's not. How could Leng Yiran lie in the water wearing ancient clothes without sinking or floating? She's just an ordinary woman, not a fairy or fox. Where did these wonderful spells come from?"

This sentence came out of what Cha Wenbin was puzzled about. Although he also felt that the woman in the lake was Leng Yiran, he still denied himself with this reason.

"Very similar?" Zhuo Xiong shook his head talking to himself, but still muttered: "That's too similar, even the beads on that hand are the same."

In the lake, the woman in red had slender arms, as white and tender as lotus root, half of which was exposed in the water.A string of beads was faintly visible on the sleeve, and Leng Yiran also wore a string of beads on her left hand.It is a bunch of old things. Her father, Mr. Leng, got it in Tibet when he was young. It is said that Mr. Leng was rescued by an old lama in a coma in the ice and snow at that time. At that time, he gave him a string of red coral bracelets, saying that he would have a daughter in his destiny in the future, and this string of bracelets was for her.

A few years later, Mr. Leng got married, and a year later, he got a daughter. He believed that this daughter was bestowed on him by God, so he named her Yiran, which means: happy and contented.Although Leng Yiran is a woman, she didn't like red since she was a child. She never wore red clothes, but the string of red coral beads in her hand was always by her side.

This string of beads is too eye-catching, and Cha Wenbin also noticed that the real red coral is produced in the deep sea and is one of the seven treasures of Buddhism. Tibet is located on a plateau, and the red coral produced here are actually marine fossils left hundreds of millions of years ago. , its preciousness can be imagined.A lama gave such a bead to an unborn child. Buddhism pays attention to fate. If the old lama hadn't seen something, how could he be willing to give such a precious gift to a Han Chinese?

Thinking back now, that lama probably passed away long ago, and if he wanted to ask why, he would have no chance in this life.

"It's her!" Cha Wenbin said to himself in his heart. He clearly remembered the first time he saw that elf-like girl, the little witch who was chattering behind him. Added a touch of coldness, repelling people thousands of miles away.The little witch has also become a cold beauty, as cold as her last name.

In this short period of time, the lake water began to bubbling, and a large amount of water vapor began to cover the entire lake surface. From the height of a few meters, one could clearly feel the temperature of the lake water rising.The surrounding vortex condensed again, but this time centered on the woman in red, a huge vortex gradually condensed, it seemed that just waiting for her to wave her hand, the monstrous boiling water could wipe them out in an instant.

This is a lake of tears, and these waters are boiling tears. What kind of resentment is there to make this woman shed a lake of tears, but ignite the flame in her heart again?

Zha Wenbin already had the answer in his heart.

Why did Dashan's back heal immediately after encountering this lake water, and those confinement women who had been entangled with Zhuo Xiong to kill him let go at the end of his life, all because of that drop of blood, he is a descendant of Yinglong.

And she?Who can have such energy to boil and evaporate the water of a lake?In addition to the southern Suzaku who claims to be fire in the five elements, there is another person, the goddess: Nuba!

In order to help Yinglong calm down the great flood in the world, Nuba exhausted her primordial spirit, and people became extremely ugly, and eventually became a demon.In order to avoid hurting Yinglong, she escaped from the heaven at all costs. Because she lost her spirit, she was dominated by evil spirits and caused troubles in the world. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, and four seasons were out of balance. Everywhere she went to the world was severely drought, and the people suffered unspeakably. .Because of the people's grievances and accusations, the gods persuaded Cambodia one after another. As a last resort, the Yellow Emperor had to decree that Yinglong should go to fight against Nuba, because only the water of Yinglong can subdue the fire of Nuba.

The two fought on Feng Yuan's sea of ​​blood. After that sword strike, the female demon's evil energy dissipated and she regained her sanity. She lay in the arms of the man she loved so much, leaving only two lines of tears, only the chest The baby whose Yinglong totem was drawn by her never saw her mother again, and no one knew where her body went.

As the ancestor of Qiangdi, the descendants of Yinglong created the Bashu mythology. Why do ordinary people have the Fusang sacred tree comparable to Yaochi, and why Qiangdi has so many witchcraft that can shock the world, the answer is ready...

Cha Wenbin remembered that in Qifeng Mountain, Leng Yiran was stabbed by the Japanese sword. It was the sacred tree that emitted a magical green light and surrounded her. Who would have the ability to bring the dead back to life?Is it really just a tree?No, that was Yinglong's last soul, everything about him was prepared for that sleeping woman, the woman he assassinated with his own hands.

Time has passed and times have changed. After 5000 years, a woman named Leng Yiran reappeared. She was so similar to the celestial maiden, and the sleeping woman in the palace under Youling finally got the soul of her previous life. saw his descendants.Blood is thicker than water, and the familiar blood of Yinglong allowed her to be alive when she was drowning at the bottom of the lake, but why was she angry?

Countless unsolvable problems suddenly had a solution at this moment, and Zha Wenbin's mind was frantically absorbing and running.

"God, we're going to be over soon, brother Wenbin, look!" Zhuo Xiong frantically pulled Cha Wenbin, who was in deep thought, the surrounding lake water had swirled to the top, and those bright stones like daytime were swept away by the current. Flushing, the next second seems to be overwhelming.

"Why?" Cha Wenbin looked at the woman in the water, her anger continued, "You have no reason to treat him like this, is it me?"

Maybe so, Cha Wenbin was still thinking, the scalding lake water had already started to splash, and everywhere it splashed was extremely hot.

"Here, here!" Da Shan shouted while pushing the heavy coffin, "Hide in!"

Zhuo Xiong saw that the lake water seemed to be boiling at the moment, so he also went to help: "Hiding in there is no problem, this thing is not the same as being thrown into a pressure cooker, one is steamed, the other is boiled, It's all the same!"

What happened to the piece of tripod?It was the mountain that Chaozi led everyone into. So this hall is the mausoleum of the female demon?the answer is negative!The coffin behind Cha Wenbin has already explained everything. If it is really hers, there is no reason for her not to appear in the main coffin.

Ding was washed downstream, so?

Have! "Hurry up and push, push halfway out!" Cha Wenbin yelled and went over to help, the boiling water dripping from their backs hit their backs like a whip raised by a slave owner, which made the three of them very special hard work.

When the coffin was about half in the air, Cha Wenbin opened the lid and the three of them jumped in one after another and then closed the lid. Cha Wenbin shouted: "Hold each other tightly, hold your breath and don't come out!" In the narrow space, he raised his feet and kicked hard towards the mountain.

Dashan was the heaviest, and he was kicked back by Cha Wenbin. Sure enough, the impact force broke the balance on the statue's palm. After shaking back and forth twice, there was a "boom", and the coffin fell into the lake .

The scalding lake water was quickly introduced into the coffin through the heat-conducting bronze, like a barbecue on an iron plate, and the three of them grinned as they were scalded.They didn't know how deep the lake was. After a long time, they felt that the coffin had finally stabilized as if it had touched the bottom of the lake. At this time, the temperature of the bronze had returned to coolness, and the good airtightness prevented the coffin from leaking. dripping water.

"We all took our last breath, then I opened the coffin and rushed out along the direction of the water flow, remember not to be scattered by each other, there should be another cave genius in this place!"