The little fish looked pale, lowered his eyes, looked at the little monster in his arms that exuded a faint fish smell, and murmured: "How could she die?"
At the same time, all the followers of Fuyao Empress in Jiuzhou felt a huge, almost boundless sadness. All believers could feel it. The tearing pain was like a tsunami, and it hit everyone. , almost breathless.
On this day, Lord Yun Zhong fell and Empress Fuyao fell.
The believers put their right hands on their hearts with their palms facing inward, which is a sign that Fuyao Empress believers are willing to accept Fuyao Empress' care. They knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads in silence in the direction of Shiwan Mountain.
On this day, they lost their god who protected them.
Of course Xiaoyu also felt this huge sadness. He closed his eyes, but felt like he was being thrown into the fire. His whole body hurt and was hot. He wanted to struggle, but his strength was like sand. The more he tried to hold on, the harder he got. Disperses quickly.
He was stunned in place, but Wang Xiaotai refused to let him go.
"You have felt it, Wang Xiaotai died, his soul disappeared, and there will be no reincarnation.
"But look at her followers, they still carry my chariot and regard me as Wang Xiaotai's substitute. They probably think that I am the real Fuyao Empress now.
"Many people think that I am the real Empress Fuyao. They also think that Wang Xiaotai managed to survive by relying on Wang Fuyao's body. They have no idea that the real Wang Xiaotai has died long ago.
"What do you think, Yu I don't know, am I Wang Fuyao or Wang Xiaotai?"
Of course it's Wang Fuyao.
Xiaoyu thought painfully that in the small seaside town, Wang Xiaotai did give Yun Zhongjun directions and asked him to kidnap Li Jiutuan. This was something that only Yun Zhongjun, Wang Xiaotai and him knew. Wang Xiaotai did not tell Wang Fuyao this secret.
Of course Xiaoyu understood her.
How can such an unglamorous thing see the light of day?
If Wang Fuyao knew about this, it wouldn't be surprising that she would turn her sword on Wang Xiaomo.
Xiao Yu raised his eyes and looked at Wang Fuyao in his imagination with his scarlet eyes. The expression he showed at this moment was more bloodthirsty than a wild beast. His whole person was like an unsheathed sword, and the flashing cold light was intimidating. .
Wang Xiaotai looked at such resentful eyes, but she laughed, waved her hand, and Yun Nian flew away in the sky, leaving Xiao Yu who was full of resentment towards her.
When she was about to step onto the clouds, Wang Xiaotai looked back at the smaller and smaller fish holding the child, turned her head, stretched out her finger, tapped his figure, and said to the black-robed priest standing beside him, " Do you know? This man keeps saying that he loves me.
"He killed his wife for me, but when he came in front of me, he couldn't even recognize who I was. It's ridiculous. It's so ridiculous."
The black-robed priest beside him was silent and stood with his hands folded.
Of course Wang Xiaotai didn't want to hear any answer, she just found it interesting.
Love is really the most interesting thing in the world.
Xiao Yu stood there and watched Wang Xiao Tai's Yun Nian getting further and further away. He was more familiar with her back than Wang Xiao Tai's eyes.
His eyes had already embraced her back countless times.
He always thought they would have a new beginning now.
But Wang Xiaotai died.
He didn't recognize the figure that was getting farther and farther away.
"Mother, we are ready."
Xingzhu held the talisman and came on the clouds. He stood respectfully in front of Wang Xiaotai's cloud chariot and said, "We can start in five days."
Wang Xiaotai nodded, "You all can go, there are five days left and I want to be alone."
The black-robed priests on the side saluted one after another and dispersed.
Xingzhu pursed his lips and took a step forward, "Madam, there is a place that seems a bit strange. Jiuzhou's luck is now messy. Logically speaking, there should not be new gods appearing, but we found a new one in a small mountain. 's temple."
Wang Xiaotai once carried Guangfen's own luck and led three thousand immortals to ascend to heaven in one day.
The thunder catastrophe at that time can be said to be the world-destroying thunder catastrophe.
After this, the fate of the world was messy, and it was not easy to practice, let alone become an immortal.
It has been a long time since a new god appeared.
"Oh?" Wang Xiaoti was a little interested, "Who is it?"
Xingzhu shook his head, "The star is dim and cannot be seen clearly, but he must be a mortal."
Wang Xiaotai tapped her fingers on the table, "I'll go take a look, and you should have a good rest, you've been working hard these days.
"From now on, it will be a smooth road."
Xingzhu raised his head, glanced at Wang Xiaomo's carriage, raised his hand, as if he wanted to knock on her car door, but then he put his hand down, pursed his lips, lowered his head to salute, and left.
Wang Xiaotai followed the clues given by Xingzhu and came to a valley with dense trees. It was already late at night, and what was more conspicuous than the moonlight was a faintly glowing lake.
See Buddha Lake.
This is where she walked out of Dingzhou barefoot and met Bailian.
At that time, Bai Lian was still a goddess in the Taishan Queen of Heaven Dance Troupe, and Wang Xiao Tai still had a wooden statue of the Tao God hidden in her arms.
In a trance, Wang Xiaomo seemed to see the girl in white again holding a palace lantern and dancing by herself by the lake. Her eyebrows were like indigo, her eyes were flowing, and she was smiling and talking, which made people forget themselves.
For hundreds of years, there used to be a mine here, but it was in ruins.
Even late at night, there are still miners working here carrying goods.
The backs of the dark-skinned miners, whose faces could not be seen clearly in the night, were sunken. Each of them carried a backpack larger than their own size, holding torches, forming a long river.
The backpack is full of hard minerals.
The miners seemed to be very tired. They were walking unsteadily, and their steps were about to be messed up. Rocks, sand and soil crashed to the ground. If they gave up at this time, everyone would roll down the valley with the heavy ore behind them, and they would suffer minor fractures. , or even lose your life.
Wang Xiaotai subconsciously stretched out her hand, trying to support everyone.
But before her, the miners roared a chant with a simple melody.
"Kangshan walks so hey!"
"It's so cool to walk through water!"
"The moon shines crescent in my heart, and the sun follows behind me!"
"It's so nice to go home with the clear breeze and bright moon. It's so nice to go home and hold the baby tonight!"
The gentle wind blew like the soft fingers of family members, and all the miners sang this chant. Unlimited strength suddenly emerged from their bodies. They weighed the heavy ore behind them, and smiled on their dark faces. Every step Walking steadily and fast.
There was a strange rhythm in their steps. As they sang and walked, their fatigue slowly disappeared.
Wang Xiaotai froze in place, watching all this happening in disbelief.
She seemed to be dumbfounded and followed the miners back to the bottom of the valley, where the miners rested.
It was still the dark houses in her memory.
But the difference is that beside these dark houses, the miners dug out a cave with faint candlelight inside, as if there is a world inside.
Wang Xiaomo could feel the scent of incense.
These miners are worshiping someone.
A huge shrine was dug for the still-ungrown god.
After each miner came back, he went to this cave to worship and thank the gods for protecting him. He could go home safely today and the whole family would have food to eat again.
Thanks to God’s protection, I had a safe day again.
After they were busy for a while, Wang Xiaotai disappeared and walked into the valley.
In the cave, the candlelight was dim.
Although it is dim, the miners are reluctant to light lamps in their own homes, but they are willing to offer candles to this god day and night.
The dim candlelight flickered, and Wang Xiaotai raised her head to look at the statue in front of her, which was as tall as a person.
The statue has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, talks and laughs, dances and has its skirts fluttering.
This seems to be a happy girl dancing.
Wang Xiaotai looked up at the statue, as if he had traveled through time and space, and felt like he was suddenly separated from another world. I saw the girl in white from three hundred years ago.
"Bai Lian..."
Wang Xiaotai's voice trembled, and she took a step forward. Her eyes couldn't help but shed tears as she looked at the statue.
The sound of "Bai Lian" was filled with grievances and sounded like a cry of blood.
"Why are you here..."
"I've been looking for you for many years, really, really many years..."
