Jiang Liuer's nasal cavity was in burning pain. He regained consciousness first, then his cheeks, which seemed to be swollen.
Although he was not fully awake yet, he could feel that he was tied tightly and his body was being hung up.
There was a buzzing sound all around, like a swarm of bees, like a group of customers gathered around a pork stall, asking about the price.
"Is he a ***? Can he understand us?" one person said.
"He just killed four senior brothers." Another person said.
"Look, he's awake. Let's worship the ancient gods."
"Don't waste your efforts. Your wrists and ankles are trapped. Your companion is already dead."
An old and hoarse voice sounded: "Quiet, he can understand us."
Host Chun Shen waved the bell, and the confused sound echoed around.
Jiang Liuer tried not to let himself be distracted. He knew that this was a shamanistic sacrificial ceremony and he must not let the other party take his soul away.
The darkness was filled with the strong smell of blood. His eyes refocused, and there were two corpses lying on them, surrounded by octopus tentacles and slime from the lake.
The two soldiers were wrapped in mucus, and their faces, like Jiang Liuer's memory, became unclear.
Rice, pickles and sake appeared in front of Jiang Liuer.
"Have you been hungry for a long time? Try the vegetarian food from Mo Neng Temple."
Jiang Liu'er was slowly put down, his body touched the ground, and the weapons on his body had been taken away.
The pain crawled in and out of his skull like a swarm of wasps.
"A mortal body, as good as a god? You destroyed the god's sacrifice, do you know your ending?"
The face of the lord of the Shaanhe Domain emerged from the corner illuminated by the whale oil lamp, like a giant sardine.
What happened not long ago appeared before Jiang Liuer's eyes like a shadow play.
Octopus tentacles as thick as a bucket broke through the wooden door, like jumping flames, and instantly entangled the three people and dragged them into the darkness.
A soldier resisted desperately with a firecracker, and lead bullets shot off the limbs of the octopus. Such damage could not stop the monster's attack. The next second, half of the soldier's head was bitten off by the giant beast, and the monster roared and opened its bloody mouth to gnaw. When Jiang Liu'er was eating Jiang Liu'er, Jiang Liu'er threw a grenade into its mouth...
"Are you from the north? Kuyi Island?"
Master Chun Shen looked at Jiang Liu'er curiously, "Do you know how to communicate with God?"
A group of warrior monks were surrounding, and a woman was tied to a pillar in the middle of the house.
The woman was unconscious with her head hanging down. Her whole body was covered with blood. The room was dimly lit and she didn't know what kind of blood it was.
"Is the god you are talking about the octopus?"
Jiang Liu'er glanced at the broken limbs everywhere and said with disdain, "I greeted it, stuffed a grenade into its mouth, and then, Peng!"
"Stop making such sarcastic remarks, Jiang Liu'er," Chun Shen said expressionlessly, "We are not children anymore."
How does the demon monk know his name? Before this, he had never seen Chun Shen or even been to the Japanese country.
There was a violent explosion outside the Zen room, and Wu Xiao and Li Zicheng were still fighting in the yard.
"More than twenty years ago, in Shenyang, Liu Zhaosun's men saved your life,"
Director Chun Shen moved his arms forward, as if closing a huge net, "Liu Zhaosun's men saved your life."
"From now on, you are determined to be the eagle dog of Tatar, following your emperor, committing evil everywhere, killing people and slaughtering the city."
"Nonsense! The Japanese pirates invaded the coastal provinces of Daqi, burning, killing and looting. This Eastern Expedition is just revenge..."
Jiang Liuer struggled hard to get rid of the rope, but found that it was in vain.
"We all have tragic experiences and are gifted. We can hear the whispers of the ancient gods since we were young. My father abandoned me and he wants to be the host of Shiranui. Your family was all killed in Shenyang...I heard that you still raised A tiger? What a pity it is to waste your talent on herding wild beasts."
"You should be like me, an intermediary for God."
Master Chun Shen was full of regrets.
"You became a butcher, and now you become a ridiculous assassin, coming to kill me with an egg against a stone."
Jiang Liuer said angrily: "Shut up!"
He stared into the mage's eyes and said word by word:
"If I can kill you, I can save a lot of people from dying!"
The monks around him burst into laughter.
"Can you kill me?"
The remaining body parts scattered around suddenly disappeared.
Jiang Liuer suppressed the fear in his heart and looked back at Yui Aragaki who was tied to the pillar.
"I won't let you harm other people, other innocent girls!"
"So, you are still a kind wizard? Where is the tiger? Where is it?"
"Don't worry, it will tear you apart and rip your heart out and eat it."
Host Chun Shen laughed dryly and walked up to Jiang Liu'er, his face under the blue cloak transformed into an octopus head.
Jiang Liu'er glared at the monster and found blue-colored hellfire dancing in his eyes.
"Although you have the talent of a wizard, it is impossible to kill God. Just like your companions outside and the so-called Supreme Emperor, it is impossible for all of them to leave Japan alive."
"All Tatars will go to hell, just like the Mongols three hundred years ago, except for you, of course."
"I don't study well, so don't tease me. The army has occupied Jiuzhou," Jiang Liu'er heard his voice trembling: "The Supreme Emperor has supreme power. It's you who will die. You, the descendants of the evil god, will all die."
"Do you believe your own words? Have you never wavered?"
Master Chun Shen drew a circle with his index finger in the air and lightly touched Jiang Liu'er's forehead.
The hesitation when climbing the mountain trail came to mind again:
If the Supreme Emperor dies, will Daqi fall apart?
"You started from Tsushima Island, burning, killing and looting, not even sparing women and children. Your Supreme Emperor is no longer the same person as before. He just used you to gain magic power and kill people to become immortals. He fell into evil ways, but disaster will It will fall on the heads of the people of Qi, including you of course."
Jiang Liuer remained silent.
"A wizard as talented as you should not be buried with him. Now, you have a better choice to save Japan and Qi..."
Under Jiang Liu'er's surprised gaze, Master Chun Shen began to untie the ropes on his body.
"I don't know if there is an evil god in Japan, but Liu Zhaosun now wants to become an evil god and let everyone be buried with him. You must stop your emperor."
Master Chun Shen shook the soul-calling bell as he spoke.
Jiang Liuer was drowsy.
Host Chun Shen took out a dagger, carefully cut off the sleeping Jiang Liuer's hair, and then took a simple-looking bottle from a monk.
The host's fingers lit up a flame, burning the hair in his hand to ashes.
The next second, the ashes turned into a plume of black smoke, all of which were inhaled.
Host Chun Shen capped the bottle and said to himself:
"Back in Shenyang City, my junior sister sank into the Hun River along with this soul-suppressing bottle. Now that it has been rediscovered, it should play a more important role."
