"My father-in-law, do you know what dynasty and era these stone statues came from?"
"I don't understand when it comes to dynasty and generation." The old man emerged from the woods and continued to pick up dead branches, his face half covered by a straw hat. "The oldest one probably hasn't been dynasty yet." ."
"The oldest one?" Yun Kong looked at the end of the road.
"You have to run over and see for yourself," the old man said, "and you have to be quick."
be quick? Yunkong felt that the old man had something else to say, but he still had questions to ask: "Who are these people?"
"These are fake bodies, empty shells, and useless chicken ribs without blood and vitality." The chicken ribs are from Cao Cao's words in "Three Kingdoms": If you eat them, you will get nothing, and if you throw them away, it will be a pity.
“If it’s useless, why do you still spend so much time displaying it here?”
"Because you haven't given up yet." The old man said.
Yun Kong was stunned after hearing this, and then pondered over the information he had received since entering this place.
"So...this is my path?"
"This is the road you have walked so far." The old man nodded: "These stone men are a chain, and they are the discarded containers on each section of the chain. The road was originally there in the beginningless kalpa. It was originally without beginning and end, but in the eternal Before the reign of Emperor Mudai, the first chain was locked, and it continues to this day..."
Yun Kong pursed his lips and looked at the first stone man that he could not see clearly. After a long time, he asked: "Thank you for your advice. What do you want me to call you?"
"Hey, isn't it obvious?" The old man shook the basket of branches on his back, "My name is Old Man Collecting Firewood."
His tone was exactly the same as that of the old man making tea. Yunkong couldn't help but smile: "My father-in-law seems to be very familiar with this place. Can you accompany me to the other end of the road?"
The old man collecting firewood slowly shook his head: "The road is yours. It's up to you whether you live or die. I can't accompany you even if I want to."
"I understand, thank you, father-in-law." Yun Kong nodded vigorously, handed over to the old man collecting firewood and said, "Goodbye."
Yun Kong turned around and walked slowly past a stone man. The stone man standing silently looked very lonely, just like Yun Kong, he was lonely during most of the journey.
He didn't want to look at the stone figures one by one. Anyway, the focus was on the first stone figure, right? The old man who made tea said about the retrograde Red Dragon Road, and the old man who collected firewood said about the first chain, both reminded him that the answer was waiting for him on the other side.
"Run over," the old man collecting firewood had just said, "quickly."
He quickened his pace and saw that the stone figures passing by were more decayed than the last, and their faces became blurry and blurred.
He counted as he walked and reached fifteen.
At this time, the other side was already very close. Looking at Yun Kong from a distance, he suddenly couldn't help but slow down a little.
He walked over slowly and observed in confusion.
The one at the front is seated.
He was strong and had a strange shape. He seemed to have horns on his head and seemed to have armor on his body. He seemed to be deep in thought, with one hand on his chin and the other on his thigh, and...
He seems to move.
Yun Kong's steps became even slower because the man exuded a dangerous aura.
Yes, that person was surrounded by layers of red and black resentment. Yun Kong had never seen such strong and suffocating resentment. Even the resentful souls in Qingfeng Lake were not as terrifying as the resentment on this person. .
In front of the fourth stone man, Yun Kong finally stopped and stopped counting.
The final number was twenty-eight.
Twenty-eight stone figures.
Going further, the red road stretches into the thick gray fog, and the scroll must also be blank.
The man spotted Yun Kong and slowly turned to look at him.
Touched by that man's sight, Yun Kong shuddered all over. He felt that resentment was dancing towards him, and he felt that endless murderous intent was brewing.
Yun Kong also saw clearly his strange equipment.
There were many bronze pieces all over the man's body, with fine leather passing through small holes and tied to his chest, abdomen, arms, legs, etc. The largest one was the bronze helmet he wore on his head, with two flat sticks protruding from it. It has long flat horns and many spikes, and a ferocious beast's face is formed in the front. The face exposed under the helmet has red and black tattoos, and the angry eyebrows roll back like clouds.
"Who are you?!" The man's words were like a bell ringing, and Yun Kong was frightened to the point of numbness.
Yun Kong forced himself to cheer up, not wanting him to see the fear in his heart: "Young Taoist Yun Kong."
"Pindao Yunkong? What kind of weird name is that?" The man looked at him suspiciously, "I've never seen you dressed up like this. What tribe are you from?"
"You asked me a question, and I have to ask you one first."
The man was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "I am a great witch and the co-head of the Eighty-one Clan. When will you tell me the rules?"
Great witch? Yunkong was still pondering what he said, but he had already stood up and glared at Yunkong fiercely: "Could it be that you are the workman of a bear man?"
Yun Kong frowned and said quickly: "I came from a long way from the south. When I first arrived here, I really don't know what happened here?"
"You do not know who I am?"
"have no idea."
"Don't you know that we fought for several days and suffered heavy casualties, and the Eighty-one Clan was almost wiped out?"
"I don't know, where is this place? Who are you fighting with?"
"Who?" The man's eyes immediately turned red. "We didn't know who it was at first. They were a group of unknown outsiders who broke into my land, took away my livestock, harvested my grain, killed my people, and robbed us. Women, even... even..." Tears suddenly overflowed from his eyes, making him unable to continue.
Yun Kong remained silent, waiting for him to continue.
The man was so overwhelmed by the sudden sadness that he couldn't stand up. He immediately knelt down, supported the ground with his arms, and kept sobbing.
The man choked and spoke hoarsely toward the ground: "How can I go on without you?"
After hearing this, Yunkong trembled suddenly, and a teardrop secreted into his eyeball, covering his cornea, blurring his vision.
Yun Kong felt the same, could completely feel his emotional fluctuations, and could fully understand the pain in his heart, as if it was something that happened to him.
"Where are you?" The man grabbed the ground with both hands and dug out the blood-red sponge. Blood spilled from the ground. "Where are you? Where are you?"
Yunkong felt that sadness was like a wave at high tide, rising and falling in his chest one after another, sucking the air out of his body mouth by mouth.
"As long as I can find you," the man struggled to straighten his upper body, tears streaming down his face, "I'm willing to give up everything! Everything!"
"Everything?" A cold voice sounded, and the man's sobs stopped abruptly, "How much is everything?"
Yun Kong watched in horror as a big man easily chopped off the man's head. The head was still wrapped in a bronze beast helmet and was rolling on the ground.
The big man was full of whiskers and beard, with thick eyebrows and round eyes. Without even looking at the clouds, he unceremoniously lifted his head with his helmet on, and disappeared into the thick fog.
Yun Kong was dumbfounded.
When did that big man who killed people run out?
Seeing the person in front of him being beheaded alive, Yun Kong was trembling with fear.
He stared stiffly at the headless corpse. The headless corpse lying prone on the ground was still twitching, and its claws were still groping for its own head on the ground, as if trying to find its own head. The decapitated neck was bleeding from time to time. One or two fountains of blood spurt out as the heart contracts.
The black and red resentment finally found an opening to vent. It poured out from the broken part of his neck like a dark cloud, inflated in all directions like a balloon, and pushed to Yun Kong's feet, making him shrink back in fear.
The headless corpse turned around and tore at his body wildly with his hands. He scratched his nipples and tore his belly button, as if he was trying to pull out his intestines.
Yun Kong felt that the resentment in the headless corpse was increasing violently, pouring out from the broken neck in an endless stream, as if there was no end.
Just as the rotting smell of flesh attracts flies, so does this thick cloud of resentment attract some people's interest.
A bright white light suddenly fell from the sky, penetrating the black air, and was so dazzling that Yun Kong could not open his eyes.
Yun Kong opened some of his eyes with force and saw the white light in the sky that was like the bright sun at noon.
It's a disk.
【Reference】The Shaft of Broken Shoes
Yunkong's breathing was rapid, and his whole body was shaking with excitement and fear.
The luminous disc that Master once mentioned and encountered twice finally appeared!
The huge disk occupies most of the sky, and the bright light is like a god descending. If he were an ancient person, he would be trembling in awe, and couldn't help but kneel down to worship, right?
