They really didn't lie to Bai Ya and Sheng Han. The scene shown on the curtain was indeed what was happening outside the barrier. What happened in front of them greatly encouraged them.
After all, these two guys would not put the figures of Shura into the mirage.
There were Shura and there were people. They were all dressed in military uniforms, and they looked like a solemn and unified team. Their clothes were more or less damaged, their armor and weapons were also covered with wear marks, and almost all of their bodies were injured. They must have experienced battle. In this chaos, the palace guards retreated steadily, and the crying women and children felt helpless and panicked. In this huge smoke screen, they opened their mouths silently, and the sound of weapons in Bai Ya's ears seemed to come out of the smoke screen. Except for the shouting of no one, its chaotic sounds match the picture almost perfectly.
Immediately afterwards, Jun Luanjiu's figure appeared.
Bai Ya glanced at Aoyan subconsciously, but had to raise his sword again to resist the fierce attack. He struggled to muster the energy to pay attention to what was going on there. The Gandharva was anxious, his flute playing slightly off-key, and he reached out his hand to end the farce. But Kinnara stopped him - she thought they must also know what was happening outside.
The general kept comforting those people and seemed to be explaining something. He asked the scary-looking Shuras to retreat temporarily, and then asked ordinary human soldiers to step forward to calm their emotions. Those Shura turned their backs to the civilians and surrounded them for protection. The palace guards were quickly defeated, and it took little effort to fight them off. Probably, they were usually busy playing music and listening to music. They only had the strength to play the piano and sing, but not enough to wield swords or make war cries.
Jun Luanjiu looked around, seemingly looking for something. Then, another person appeared next to him.
It's Qi Huan.
Qi Huan?
……who?
Kinnara's face suddenly turned livid, as if paint had been splashed on his originally rosy face. Her playing movements stopped, and Jun Aoyan's movements also froze. Just listen to the God of Song shouting:
"Trash!" Her sweet voice turned vicious, "A bunch of trash!"
The Gandharva became nervous, and the hand holding the flute trembled slightly. They were tense - and the banjo wasn't even needed. Bai Ya turned her head to look at Liu Shenghan, who was holding the piano and wielding a knife. She was also a little surprised. Oh... She took off the piano and held it in her arms. There were many injuries on her body, and nearly half of her blue clothes were stained red. She wouldn't die, but it would definitely be painful, and Bai Ya felt heartbroken just looking at it.
"Sister..."
"Don't stop." Kinnara said coldly, "They don't dare to do anything."
After that, she continued to play the terrible xun. The agate instrument had now turned as bright red as blood, and even the white strands were no longer obvious. Is it coated with some kind of demonic power? But that's not important. Qi Huan is still alive? Was it really him and not someone else? Probably not. Bai Ya quickly judged that the two demon gods who had always been in the upper hand would never be able to stage such a farce on their own, and there was no need for it.
Did Qi Huan come with Jun Luanjiu? He was speaking to the general. After saying a few words, his eyes suddenly fell straight on this white smoke screen - yes, he was staring here, really staring here with these eyes. At this moment, the hearts of everyone present who still retained self-awareness almost stopped.
"This statue is too ugly." Qi Huan turned his head, pointed at the giant statue in the temple, and then asked the women and children, "They arrested your husband and your father and built such a thing? Forgive me. Frankly speaking, this aesthetic is not good."
"That is the true body of Lord God..." He heard someone whisper, "When my husband-in-law went there, he was still very happy and felt that there was hope..."
"What is the real body?" Qi Huan turned his face slightly, "You mean the real appearance? This is so strange, even I have never dreamed of growing up like this."
Some children shouted: "I know, he is a musical genius!"
"Musician?" Qi Huan didn't understand, "What is that? We don't know much about it, so someone can explain it in detail."
Those people were still a little scared, still hugging each other and crying, unable to speak clearly. Jun Luanjiu sighed with a smile and said:
"Qi Shaoxia survived such an encounter. It seems that he has recovered well and is as lively as before."
"Hey, it's a small thing. In fact, I'm quite surprised. When I opened my eyes, I felt like I was full of sleep and quite energetic. There were only a few scratches on my body... If General, your army hadn't passed by, I might have been hungry. Died on Shiyue Mountain."
"The witch doctor in Shura said that there was a strange phenomenon in Shiyue Mountain, and the cliffs on both sides were actually close together - it was a good time to send troops. Part of the two places were connected, which was also a good thing for the future. But I really I didn’t expect you to be there.”
Qi Huan touched his chin and walked to the statue to look at it. His hands were no longer wrapped in those white gauze strips, but the strange "demon patterns" were still attached to them. It's quite ordinary, as if it was simply painted on. This statue is very majestic, standing in the center of the palace. It's not so much a palace as it is a tower, and it's very simple. The other parts of the building are mainly supported by simple brackets and cloth. Only a few parts are made of thin wall bricks and can be demolished at any time.
This weird statue is in the center of the tower. It is very tall, higher than the statue of King Shura they saw in the Temple of War. Moreover, it is made of precious metals, probably using the people's grease as a medium. It seems that part of the treasure mountain in Xiangyuan has been hollowed out and transported through the spiritual veins.
It looks like Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara. This was Qi Huan's first thought. Countless hands stretched out from behind it, which was very majestic. And it has many eyes, densely distributed on its face, arms, legs, everywhere. And where the eyes should have been, they were replaced by two mouths. It has no nose, but it has a shrine-like thing set up in that position, with some strange incense burning inside, and a faint sweet smell mixed with the smell of paste wafting out. He kept his eyes on that position.
He raised his arm and the short knife popped out of his sleeve. He stepped on the statue, jumped up in a few steps, and reached that position. Then, he raised his arm, and the lines on his hand suddenly turned a faint reddish-brown color, very bright, and the luster overflowing from it covered the dagger. Then he reached into the "shrine" and scooped out some spice ashes.
Jun Luanjiu looked at him with some confusion in his eyes. He rushed down and shouted:
"General! There is a barrier here. Please evacuate the civilians and leave the troops behind!"
The illusion from the incense burner was shattered by unseen forces, and all mirages disappeared, although the Gandharva did not touch the incense burner at all. Xiang Shen was indeed a little panicked, and the rhythm of the music was disrupted. The puppets' pace of action was also affected, and their combat effectiveness dropped a lot. The performers kept playing wrong notes, which made it very unpleasant to listen to. But Kinnara's will seemed to be still firm, because Bai Ya felt that the force hitting his sword did not weaken at all. Indeed, to her, they still had enough leverage to threaten the actions of several people - Jun Aoyan, and hundreds of ordinary people.
A cluster of light suddenly appeared in the gray-black barrier.
This beam of light was like a sharp arrow, shooting suddenly between Bai Ya and Jun Aoyan. He immediately put away his knife and retreated, watching the light pillar on the ground gradually grow larger. He raised his head, and a hole suddenly appeared in the black sky, like the sun - an expanding sun. It is gradually getting bigger and deforming, as if it is being torn apart by a big colorless hand.
Originally, everything inside the barrier was an ordinary block of color. There was no light coming from any direction. They were all presented to people's vision normally. The barrier blocked out the light. Now, the midday sun is like a huge wave, pouring into this small hole, causing it to collapse and dissipate. The puppets still retained some human will, subconsciously raising their arms to block the dazzling light, Bai Ya did the same. After he and Aoyan got used to the strong light, a person's back appeared at the place where the "light arrow" had just been shot.
"Qi Huan?" Bai Ya asked tentatively.
The figure turned around and waved his hand somewhat arrogantly.
"The young master is back, you can't believe it!"
"Behind you..."
"Huh? Damn, I knew I just hooked my clothes..."
Bai Ya suddenly pulled him away without any explanation and easily carried him aside. Qi Huan, who was knocked down immediately, didn't know why. He was about to get up angrily when he heard the sharp collision of the blade. When he saw Jun Aoyan's expressionless face clearly, his eyes were straightened and he was speechless for a long time.
"You, me, what's going on?"
"Can you fight?"
"Are you looking down on me?"
Qi Huan jerked forward like a carp and immediately adjusted his movements to prepare for battle. It was obvious that Jun Aoyan's behavior was abnormal, and he quickly realized that she was being controlled. And the initiators of all this are naturally the two gods who "play the harp and the sheng" over there.
"Shenghan!"
Qi Huan suddenly called her, and Liu Shenghan turned around with difficulty and saw something long and thin spinning and flying towards her. She caught it and found that it was her pen. She did not hesitate to throw Bai Ya's knife towards his original owner. The knife seemed to have a homecoming, and flew back to Bai Ya's hand consciously. Qi Huan waved his hand to Shenghan:
"I saw something that looked like you, so I helped you in from the outside." He said, "I can't draw, so I didn't expect that I could open the barrier just by dipping it in something. This is really useful. "
"Why didn't you bring it in?" Kinnara glared at Xiang Shen.
"Bring it, can't you bring it in..."
The surrounding strong light slowly receded, and the barrier was completely eroded. Jun Luanjiu and his team surrounded them, and even behind the two demon gods were Shura soldiers. Jun Luanjiu strode forward and stood beside them. The formation was completely disrupted. Liu Shenghan quickly walked to them, and Jun Aoyan stood alone in the middle. Scattered around, there were puppets who had not received instructions, standing dumbly.
"You're badly injured!"
"She can't die." Bai Ya said casually. Qi Huan was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly, as if he suddenly understood.
"I always thought you were no ordinary person."
"Hindsight."
"It's the first thing we haven't seen for so long. You just don't catch up with me. Why are you still bickering?"
"The first thing is that I saved your life again."
"Who can save who?"
"How did you..." Liu Shenghan pointed at him in confusion, and then looked at Jun Luanjiu.
Jun Luanjiu bowed and told them that it was a man from the Six Paths who came to give him a message in advance. He said they would be in danger here at this time and need support. You are drunk and believe in impermanence.
The Six Paths of Impermanence? Could it be...
