No matter what the gods and gods thought, Wang Xiaotai was lying on the ground crying so hard that she could no longer see clearly what was in front of her. She thought of her parents who died tragically, and how many corpses she encountered along the way. Eight hundred Lijing River is like eight hundred miles of corpses, with mountains of decay, flesh and blood, rats running rampant, and bones carrying the road.
I heard that after a person dies, the family will light an oil lamp at the door of the house for seven days and seven nights... to light the way home for the deceased. All 600,000 people in the Jinghe River have been wiped out. Now, except for themselves, I am afraid that no one can help them. The lamp is lit.
When she saw the house filled with white, she remembered that as a woman, she did not have the time to organize funerals for her parents. As soon as she left Jinghe, she rushed to Mount Tai without stopping. Unexpectedly, the gods were so compassionate that they were already sixty on Mount Tai. Wan Shengmin opened a mourning hall, and the courtyard was filled with plain clothes, wearing linen and mourning. While crying, Wang Xiaotai told what he had seen along the way to the Jinghe River, with runny noses and tears, fully expressing his benevolence and love for all the immortals. My heartfelt gratitude and admiration, there is no trick in it, it is all the most sincere feelings.
Not only that, she also described in detail the scene of Qiantang ravaging Anding County at that time. The evil dragon was in power, and his crimes were punishable. Please ask God to punish the dragon!
She spoke vividly and burst into tears, but the emperor and the immortals were very embarrassed.
Recently, it is popular in heaven to wear white clothes, with a fairy-like appearance, white clothes, white pants, white skirts, white shoes, and even the crown is white. They have not considered Wang Xiaotai's feelings at all, nor have they thought about the whiteness and the human world. The funeral style of wearing linen and mourning is indeed similar.
The Emperor of Heaven looked at all the immortals in embarrassment. Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to speak. Only this little mortal girl with tears streaming down her face was still screaming miserably, begging all the immortals to help her, for 600,000 yuan. Revenge of the people.
To be honest, if it weren't for her thanking them for opening a mourning hall and providing for six hundred thousand people, the Emperor would still be very moved and wanted to comfort this little girl.
His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, who likes this kind of funeral style the most and even spent money to order pure white uniforms for all the immortals, feels the embarrassment he has not felt in a long time. He can think of how these immortals will secretly laugh at him when they return to their dojo after a while. .
Seeing that Wang Xiaotai had said almost everything she needed to say and her mood had stabilized. While she was lying on the ground sobbing and waiting for their verdict, the Emperor of Heaven cleared his throat and said, "We are all aware of the Jinghe Massacre. The reason for calling you to the palace today is for Let you, as the victim, observe the Qiantang case."
Without any instructions, a little fairy standing by bowed her head and stepped forward, helped Wang Xiaotao aside, and waited for the final outcome of this matter.
Under the Heavenly Palace and on top of Mount Tai, the nuns leading the dance troupe climbed up to the heavenly steps step by step. The Queen of Heaven was also in the palace to hear the final outcome of the Dragon King of Qiantang. It would ultimately lead to the death of 600,000 people. Pay the price.
The immortal envoys sent by the Queen of Heaven brought these girls who had traveled thousands of miles to perform dances to the Temple of the Queen of Heaven. The beautiful buildings and jade rooms were surrounded by fairy spirits and fragrant fragrances. It was like a celestial palace that only appeared in dreams.
There is a huge crabapple tree planted next to Thean Hou Temple. The crabapple flowers are in full bloom, and the big crabapple flowers fall to the ground. The ground is covered with a thick blanket made of crabapple flowers. It crunches when you step on it, which is heavenly. Begonia flowers are magical and will not break if stepped on. Therefore, people can step on the begonia flowers all over the ground without making much dirt on the floor.
Big and bright red begonia flowers fell in the pool in front of Thean Hou Temple. The walls of the pool were white. Everyone gathered around the pool and marveled at the golden lotus swaying in the pool. Only Bailian was absent-minded and kept looking towards the Temple of Heaven. The direction of the main hall.
I don’t know what’s going on inside, even if...even if I can’t get what I want, I hope Xiao Tai won’t do anything stupid. We can all bear the consequences together. As long as we survive, there is hope.
Bai Lian clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and prayed in the direction of the main hall, hoping that the Queen of Heaven could hear her prayers. A believer would like to be a vegetarian all her life, never marry, have no children, serve the Queen of Heaven forever, and only wish to bless Wang Xiaotai today. You can get what you want, untie your knot, and start a new life.
Keep living, and one day the flowers will bloom again, and the migratory birds will turn back. Keep living, and wait for the moon to rise again, and one day, spring will come.
I hope they can all see the flowers bloom one day.
I don’t know if Xiao Tai can see such gorgeous and beautiful Begonia flowers here.
Above the Nine Heavens Hall, Wang Xiaotai lowered his head and listened to the high-ranking immortals discussing this matter.
Some people say that if 600,000 living people die, they will die. What has happened is that there is no need to kill one more dragon. It is not easy for the dragon clan to have children. It is better to let the Dragon King of Qiantang make up for his fault and punish him to live in the human world for ten thousand years to make up for his fault. .
Some people say that after all, 600,000 people were killed. If Qiantang didn't pay for it with his life, how could he stop the world from talking? Will mortals think that the immortals are all incompetent and no longer believe in them or even change their beliefs?
Some people say that God is above. Except for the evil beasts in ancient times, when has such a large-scale murder occurred? Qiantang must be severely punished!
Some people refute him, saying that the dragon clan has always protected its shortcomings, how difficult it is to be born a dragon king! There are currently less than ten Dragon Kings alive in the Dragon Clan. What do the Dragon Clan think if they kill Qiantang!
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They don't look like immortals. They talk all over the place and are noisier than the chattering women in human villages. Wang Xiaotai clasped her hands and lowered her head, looking down at the warm jade-like floor tiles under her feet. She didn't express any opinion, but just listened quietly and waited.
I don’t know how much time passed, but seeing that the immortals couldn’t argue, the Emperor of Heaven finally made a final decision: 600,000 people were killed in Qiantang, and 800 acres of crops were damaged. Qiantang went to the Dragon Slaughtering Platform and was tortured to have his bones and skin removed. His skills and identity were washed away, and he was thrown into the sea of reincarnation. He suffered as a mortal for ten lives. After ten lives, if he had no intention of repenting, he would Reborn in ten more lives, thousands of lives or even eternity! Until he wakes up and regrets his past life, even if his soul disappears, he still has to repay this sinful debt in his past life!
The immortals were amazed. Some people defended Qiantang, but they were all refuted by the Emperor of Heaven. The case was concluded as such without any changes.
Wang Xiaotai couldn't understand what kind of punishment this was, but looking at their reactions, it seemed that being thrown into the sea of reincarnation was a very serious punishment, and the evildoers finally got their bad retribution.
In the play, this is the finale of all stories, good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil, the family is reunited, justice is done, everyone is satisfied, and everyone is happy.
Wang Xiaotai followed the other immortals and bowed their backs, praising the Emperor of Heaven for his wisdom, praising the way of Heaven for its enlightenment, and the unyielding retribution.
Is it all over here? (How is that possible? The story has just begun here~)
The court meeting ended like this. The Emperor and Queen of Heaven left first, and all the immortals also left one after another. The little fairy beside Wang Xiaotai who guided her has long since disappeared. She stood in the corner and watched the immortals gradually go away. The back view, is this the end?
Then should he go down the mountain? Bailian is still waiting for him at the bottom of the mountain. He should tell Bailian the good news. She will definitely be happy, right?
Will you be happy? Wang Xiaotai was not happy at all. When everything came to a conclusion, she suddenly felt overwhelming sadness. It was not the kind of sadness that makes one's nose sore and shed tears, but the pain that makes people tear apart.
Starting from Qiantang, no, starting from the earlier drought, she felt as if she was walking into a trap step by step. Seeing herself sinking and sinking, that was something more terrifying than an unexpected disaster.
Like a living fish, watching his own blood gushing, eating slices of sashimi, and having no other choice but to cry blood with his bulging eyes.
She was the fish on the chopping board, and the overwhelming powerlessness kept her pinned to the chopping board, unable to move.
How can the butcher who kills and cooks fish see the tears of a fish?
