Twilight Boundary

Chapter 860: The giant python turns over and kills people like mud

"The walking ghost claims to be able to reverse the yin and yang, and move mountains and seas, but when it comes to driving mountains and calling the land, you still need to rely on my witchcraft, Wuding Mountain Opening Technique!"

Among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, King Hunshi personally beats the drum to wake up the mountains, and then he just feels at ease.

The 100,000 soldiers and horses under his command have been divided into five teams, deep into the mountains, each guarding a territory.

The five places they guard are the five formations of Shiwandashan.

According to folklore, there are snakes in the mountains, which can be regarded as snake gods or mountain ghosts, which are the illusion of the mountains.

Half of it is inside the mountain and half is outside the mountain. If a strong man finds the snake's tail and pulls hard, it can cause the mountain to collapse and the ground to crack, opening a way in the deep mountain and evil forest. This is the origin of Wuding Kaishan.

Ordinary people cannot see where this mountain is, but the magic of witchcraft can awaken this invisible mountain snake with a vicious heart, spit out poisonous mist, and eat people without any intention.

And similarly, if you want to awaken this snake and drive it to eat people, you must be careful of the big snake's backlash.

So when the drum of evil heart was beaten, another hundred thousand soldiers and horses were stationed at the seven inches of the big snake, the head and neck, the valley gate, the heart pit, and the tail spine. In this way, it was like five nails clamping down on the mountain snake. You can only make it eat people, but it won't bite you back.

It can be said that this vicious heart drum and the mountain awakening technique are the key to the invincibility of King Hunshi.

When it comes to the bravery of soldiers and horses, he is not as good as King Changsheng and King Changxiong of the north. When it comes to issuing orders and prohibitions, he is not as good as the King of Mingzhou who caused massacres. When it comes to strange sects and strange methods, he is not as good as King Fuyao. King Changping.

But as long as he has this method of awakening the mountain, he can be invincible and has great confidence in eventually taking over the world.

His original plan was to sit in the southern border and wait for the heroes in the northern border to fight and hurt each other, then go out with a large army and go directly to pick peaches. Once he wins, he can march straight in and secure the world.

Once defeated, he would retreat to the mountains, and no one would be able to make things difficult for him. However, the Grandpa of the Zhu family later issued an order and had to leave the border in advance to participate in the killing of King Mingzhou.

But no matter what, as long as I am in this Hundred Thousand Mountains, no one can do anything to me.

Even the soldiers and horses under his command felt that this battle was extremely easy. They just came to the mountains and guarded these five directions. They had a hundred thousand mountains to help them devour all the invading enemies. It was simply easier than going to the fields to farm and going up the mountains. It’s easier to collect herbs.

Because the task was simple, the troops and horses everywhere were well guarded.

An hour ago, sweet potatoes were burned in the mountains and forests, burning incense and scattering paper money, casting spells, borrowing layers of mist to cover the scene, and summoning groups of little ghosts to carry the sedan chair.

Obediently following the Gu insects released by Houerjiu, traveling through Yin and Yang, taking the road to the underworld, he went straight to the five places guarded by the army. He first attacked the Seven Cun, then the Valley Gate, and finally came to the place in the heart. , and attacked randomly for a while.

Nothing works!

"It can't be beaten, it can't be beaten."

After eating the sweet potato roast, I couldn't help but feel sad.

Although her army of five hundred men in hemp was created unintentionally, it was also very powerful. They could use ghosts to carry sedans, appear and disappear, and travel thousands of miles at night. They could also hoist white flags and use the darkness of night to attack the enemy with a group of ghosts.

However, in this five-digit mountainous area, there are more than 20,000 soldiers and horses in each place, and the evil spirit is heavy. The people in the mountains have seen many strange things and are more courageous than ordinary people.

She waved her big hand, and the little ghosts ran around. There were heavy white flags, a ghostly wind, and ghosts and ghosts everywhere. It could scare the courage of ordinary people, but it couldn't scare away the soldiers of the Hunshiwang. They just spilled their blood. Burning beacon smoke blocked these surprise attacks.

"It's just about saving people, why is it so difficult?"

Ever since entering this world, Di Guashao has never experienced such deflation, and he was so angry that he almost cried.

Brother Houerjiu gave me such a task. He only needed to drive them out of the mountain to save their lives. Is it so difficult?

Sure enough, it’s easier to harm people…

"Grandma's biggest problem is that she is too kind..."

The kid next to her came up one after another and gave her advice.

"We are not good at fighting tough battles. We are too good at other things. Otherwise, all the brothers will run to the top of the mountain and the wind will blow them away, blow away their blessings, and blow away their souls!"

"Either we brothers, go pee in the river upstream of them, let them taste the kid's foot-washing water, and never get rich for the rest of our lives."

"Entrust them with dreams while it's dark, find a few capable people, and do it seven or eight times a night, making sure they can't get up the next day..."

“…”

After listening to a few suggestions, Diguashao shook his head and said, "It's too slow."

But he also opened his mind and took a sideways look at the mountain nest ahead.

The difficulty in dealing with this Hunshi army is that the little devils blow directly over and cannot dispel the evil spirit in their army. However, if they want to lure them out, they just stick to the Hunshi King's order and will not make any big move. come out.

There is a way.

Gritting his teeth, he said seriously: "In order to save them, we can only kill their whole family..."

So taking advantage of this chaotic army, each of them only sticks to one area and dare not leave without permission. They simply led the five hundred linen troops and thousands of little ghosts, whirring and swinging, over the mountains and ridges, looking for this place. The surrounding villages were in rebellion with the prefectures and counties.

Fortunately, this is really easy to find.

Just south of the Shiwan Mountain, there are countless witch villages. On the plains, large cities have been built, with large houses and earthen buildings, and the wealthy and respectable chieftain Grandpa lives there.

Di Gua Shao brought the Pima Army over at night and casually slaughtered several large families with relatively high walls.

Then he let his little ghosts disperse. Those who lived in the depressions were asked to push stones on the mountain. Those who lived on the slopes were asked to shake tree branches. Some went into the house to blow oil lamps and make noise in the ancestral hall. Some even blew the fire in the kitchen and burned down the house.

More followed the Ma army, setting up large flags outside the city, flying to the left, then rushing to the right, and kept going all night long.

People in the mountains have seen many ghosts and evil things, but they have never seen a group of ghosts attacking the city. Overnight, people everywhere were panicked and wailing, thinking that the army was attacking.

In the mountains of southern Xinjiang, the lives of ordinary people are often worthless, but the lives of those chieftains are extremely valuable.

As soon as they saw chaos everywhere and countless dead people, these chieftains became frightened and sent messengers or Gu insects to deliver messages, asking them to recruit their own soldiers and horses. Don't guard in the mountains, hurry up. Come back and guard the village.

Most of the 100,000 soldiers and horses under King Hunshi were supported by these chieftains. When they gave an order, even the military orders of King Hunshi could not be used.

As soon as they heard the urgent order from their chieftain grandpa, many of them immediately abandoned King Hunshi's order and hurried out of the mountain with their own confidants, soldiers and horses. Many of them even went to the mountain in order to obey someone's orders. With the general in command, a quarrel broke out.

However, King Hunshi has a good reputation, but in fact he has not experienced any major battles, his soldiers and horses have never fought hard battles, and the generals in various places have no prestige, so it is difficult to enforce orders and prohibitions and frighten the entire army.

"So bold..."

When King Hunshi learned about the changes in the rear, he was furious: "Crossing a hundred thousand mountains, causing trouble in an area, seeking death!"

Fortunately, although the other party's methods were insidious, they still had many close soldiers and horses. Even if there was chaos everywhere, there were still more than 60,000 people in the mountain who obeyed the orders and guarded the five areas in the mountain.

So the drums were beaten more urgently, driving the mountains to eat people.

He even sent countless strangers under his sect to the mountains, waiting for opportunities to hurt people.

At the same time, under the arrangement of Houerjiu, Bald Lao Zhang led eight hundred soldiers and horses into the mountain overnight, crossed the valley, and buried the bamboo basket on his ox cart. They arrived at several locations designated by him, and then gathered together to listen to the order.

On this night, strange things happened constantly in the mountains, which were eerie and strange. Everyone was frightened, but they were all in danger.

But they could clearly feel that the Hundred Thousand Mountains seemed to be getting more and more dangerous.

There were no roads in sight, and the direction could not be discerned. From time to time, the sound of mountains collapsing came from a distance.

From time to time, there would be a **** full of dead people, hanging high, waving to the living people like them.

"Is this...is this enough?"

The bald old Zhang looked worried and asked in a low voice: "We came into the mountain, there were only 1,300 people in total, but we asked General Qiaoyun to take away the 500 people under her command, and only these eight were left. A hundred people, but facing an army of 100,000 from King Hunshi? "

"No matter how wonderful your method is, sir, it will take several days just to behead your head. How can you fight with others?"

“…”

"We don't need to deal with them, they will push themselves into a corner."

After hearing this, Houerjiu just smiled gently and said: "The military formation is the military formation, and the law is the law."

"If it were me, I would never confuse the two."

"If King Hunshi's army of 100,000 is spread out, then I will never dare to take 800 of you to fight against him."

"But they want to use these 100,000 troops to cast spells. This is really..."

“…”

He shook his head slowly, as if he couldn't find the right words to describe them. He just sighed lowly and said: "Everyone in the world has said how powerful the ten surnames are, but I think differently."

"The ten surnames are just worms who steal the fate of the capital and barbarians, and are so bold as to steal the heaven and earth. Although they are superior, they have neither the ability to govern the world nor the domineering power to seize the world. They occupy territory and power, but they only know how to talk on paper. "

"They each support the emperor's seed. If they really dare to hand over what they have in their hands, they will just return it."

"While supporting the draft leader, I also want to hold the power..."

"…vulnerable!"

“…”

When he finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the old horse that worked hard to pull the cart for him and sometimes volunteered to undergo some experiments. He gently stroked the horns on its head and said, "I The arrangements are here, it’s time for you to go.”

The horse, or cow and horse, clearly trembled, and raised its head in disbelief, with a desire to survive in its eyes.

"Go!"

Houerjiu whispered: "Go east!"

When he took off the bridle from the horse, the horse immediately spread its hooves and ran eastward.

I kept my tail between my legs along the way and didn't dare to look back. Only then did Houerjiu lift up the flute in his hand and look around.

Nowadays, it is the most depressing time in the mountains. The wind is blowing everywhere, and from deep in the earth, there are dull sounds of earthquakes from time to time. In the depths of the endless jungle and among the grass, there is a kind of peeping gaze everywhere.

Even the wind that blew through the gaps in the trees seemed to be filled with countless voices calling one's name, making people lose all sense of security.

Not to mention 800 people, even 100,000 people. In this 100,000-strong mountain, they are still extremely small.

At this moment, Houerjiu just picked up the flute slowly.

The flute is a bamboo flute, and each shaman has one. His sister Wu Ya carved it with her own hands when he was young and gave it to him.

But Houerjiu doesn't like playing the flute, so when he casts spells, he just holds the flute in his palm and waves it gently in the wind. The sound of the wind pouring into the flute hole is enough to help him control the poison.

But this time, he placed the flute across his lips and blew it gently.

Deep in the Shiwan Mountain, the sound of drums suddenly became heavy and fierce. It was King Hunshi who was casting spells on the other side of the mountain.

The gloomy, depressing and strange shadows all around suddenly intensified several times.

Bald Lao Zhang and his eight hundred soldiers and horses now even feel that the plants and trees around them are alive.

The trees were changing their positions, trapping them in place. The vines were slowly squirming, coming to life one by one, trying to entangle them.

At the same time, the flute suddenly sounded.

Even Hu Ma, who had seen Houerjiu the most, had previously doubted whether Houerjiu could play the flute, but when Houerjiu played the flute, it actually sounded surprisingly good.

The sound of the flute was whining and melodious. In an instant, it flew deep into the mountains, as if it was blended with the sound of the wind in the mountains.

The vicious drum beats every other hour, getting heavier every time.

One night passed, and King Hunshi had struck the drum ten times. Coupled with King Hunshi's anger, the drum had reached its peak, crushing him like an angry wave.

The mountains, rivers and land were squeezing and colliding, and in an instant, fierce winds were swirling around.

Just the wind in the mountains and fields blew the bald old man Zhang and his men so hard that they couldn't open their eyes and wanted to cover their ears.

But the sound of the flute instantly defeated the drum sounds that were squeezing in from all directions. Not only did everyone around them hear clearly, but they even immediately surged outward.

The sound of the flute is obviously not very loud, but the sound of the flute is so beautiful that one cannot even feel the presence of power, but at this moment, it seems like something tangible has penetrated into the mountains and changed the trend in the mountains.

"Kakakaka..."

At this time, a huge collision sound came from a distance.

There seemed to be some painful and shrill cries of unknown things mixed in there.

The bald old Zhang was the bravest one. He tried his best to open his eyes, trying to see something clearly, but he saw a nightmare-like scene. He saw the mountains overturning, the earth turning upside down, and the stars in the night sky. It was as if at this moment, To the soles of the feet.

The next moment, he suddenly saw the continuous and dense mountain peaks moving in front of him.

It was like a crawling giant beast that was frightened and was running away.

They saw that there was no road at all under their feet, only wild grass and strange rocks. However, at this moment, a clearly visible stone path came from a distance and was paved under their feet.

He even reacted for a moment before he realized that this was the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Now, under the stimulation of the flute, it was changing and giving way to both sides. Therefore, there was a straight road under their feet.

On both sides of the road, valleys appeared one after another, and they saw countless figures appearing.

Those were the stators placed by King Hunshi in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. They were the soldiers and horses that helped him fix the seven inches, the head and neck, the valley gate, the heart, and the tail spine. But at this moment, they appeared in the valleys on both sides one after another. They were all hanged in the valleys on both sides.

He couldn't understand the horrific scene in front of him, nor did he believe that one's own ability could cause the mountain to collapse and the ground to break apart. He also didn't understand that the reason behind it was surprisingly simple.

The vicious drum wakes up hundreds of thousands of mountains and drives them to eat people.

Monkey Wine plays the flute and causes hundreds of thousands of mountains to turn over. The snakes in the mountains cannot turn around and bite back, but when they turn over, they will crush the people in the five places to death.

At this time, the bald old Zhang could only think that he was having a nightmare and that everything he saw around him was an illusion.

I just forced myself to follow the monkey drunk who was playing the flute and walked forward. He followed suit and walked through this straight mountain path. He walked straight through the Shiwan Mountain where strange phenomena often appeared, and looked at this stone path. the front.

At the end is a military tent with a big drum.

In front of the drum, King Hunshi held a human bone drumstick in his hand, but he could no longer knock it.

The drum surface had long been broken, revealing the dark brown heart that had stopped beating inside the drum body.

Not to mention the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses deep in the mountain, even the personal guards around him were bleeding from all their orifices and lying staggering on the ground.

And he could only hold up the useless drumstick, try his best, and shout in a hoarse voice: "Mountain ghost..."

"Mountain ghost, you are a mountain ghost..."

“…”

For shamans, mountain ghosts are the most terrifying things in legends.

He didn't understand why there were such strange and terrifying changes in this hundred thousand mountains.

It can only be thought that the legendary mountain ghost has appeared.

The majestic King of Hunshi, the nobleman who commanded hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, the seed of the emperor, is now alone. Watching the mountain ghost wearing white robes and playing the flute walking from the mountain, as he gets closer and closer, I feel fear in my heart. , has also reached the extreme.

I wanted to shout, but I couldn't make a sound. I wanted to hit him with a drumstick, but my body no longer obeyed.

Finally, when the white-robed mountain ghost came to him while playing the flute, a huge impact flooded into his mind in an instant.

He felt his facial features become warm and his body floated up.

The fear reached its extreme at this moment, but it seemed like relief. The dignified King of Hunshi was now bleeding from all five senses and died of fear on the spot.

But Houerjiu didn't even look at him, and walked straight past his body and the murderous drum. At this time, the sound of the flute gradually became lower, and its ending was faint, sinking into the dead silence of the earth.

At this time, he had already passed through the military tent step by step and looked up. Amid the clouds and mist, there was a big mountain, looming, appearing at the end. On the mountain, there seemed to be countless horrifying eyes looking down. It seems.

"Three months ago, we made an appointment to fight."

Houerjiu slowly put down his flute and looked at the mountain. His expression was calm, even with some expectation, and he said, "Now I'm here as promised."

"So, Guanshan clan, are you ready to accept my method?"

“…”

"One hundred thousand soldiers and horses were buried in the mountains in one day..."

Following Houerjiu's inquiry, a voice finally came from the mountains deep in the mist: "You keep saying you want to save the world, but you don't care about human life. Is this saving the world?"

"Believe me, I have been working hard to save more people's lives, and I also asked a kind-hearted little girl to make a special trip to do this rescue thing."

Houerjiu looked up at the mountain, smiled faintly, and said: "What's more, you are watching them die, right?"

"Obviously the moment I entered the Hundred Thousand Mountains, you already knew that I was coming, and you could cross over the Hunshi King's army at any time, rush to this mountain, and fight with me."

"Even if you just give the order to King Hunshi to get out of this way, I will come directly to your mountain to fight. But in fact, I have been in this mountain for three days, and you have done nothing."

"I know that you want to use this 100,000-strong army to explore my background. You even hope that we will both lose, so that you can reap the benefits."

"It's just that you didn't expect that they couldn't stop me, but instead sent these 100,000 mountains into my hands."

“…”

Houerjiu's words were extremely unpleasant to hear, but there was no word of refutation from the mountain over there for a long time. Instead, after a long silence, there was a sigh: "The world is turned upside down at this moment. You have been depressed for twenty years, and now you have gained momentum. It’s too cruel.”

"You have caused massacres and harmed countless people. You have used the curse on the livelihood of thousands of people to suppress the head of the family. You have also used the weapons of the people to destroy the Zhao family's dramas. All these things have made people unexpected and frightening."

"I am holding on in this dying world just to prevent Tai Sui from coming, but you are trying to destroy it all from the root..."

"With these facts, how can we believe that you are not deliberately leading the way for Tai Sui?"

“…”

"Since when are you still hating me?"

Hou'erjiu even showed an expression of impatience on his face, but he still remained polite and said calmly: "I know they have also taken action. Some people are complaining for the people, and some are trying to open their eyes. They are all... This final confrontation is very meaningful.”

"Too bad I'm not good at this."

"I came here just to watch the mountain and have a martial arts battle with you."

"Even if I choose you, it's not because you have a better chance of winning or because you're more familiar with witchcraft or anything like that. It's just because your method is closest to the origin."

"so…"

“…”

When he said these words, he raised his head slightly, as if he could see a star in the night sky, which was particularly bright.

He seemed to know that someone had borrowed the altar and looked at him. These words were not only addressed to Guanshanzhu, but also to the person who used the altar to observe the fate of the world, and he nodded slightly.

Then he breathed lightly, looked at the layers of mist on the mountain, and said with a smile: "After all, the Guanshan Zhu family is also known as the main family of witchcraft and the ancestor of southern witchcraft. Don't let me down..."

(End of chapter)