The bright moon breaks through the clouds.
In the underground world.
The battle is over.
Except for some of the captured monks, the rest were killed in the battle.
The herdsmen also suffered many casualties, but at this time they forgot their grief and sang and danced under the moonlight and stars, cheering for the victory.
Only a few people who know the truth are still looking up at the chessboard in the sky.
Lu Chenjia also raised his head and looked at the chessboard, his expression never relaxing from beginning to end.
"Hey, little nymphomaniac, keep your head up, aren't you tired? Let's dance too."
At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Lu Chenjia,
She frowned slightly and was about to yell angrily when she suddenly felt that the voice sounded familiar. Quickly turning his head, he saw Yulian City, dressed in black, as if he was about to blend into the dark night, with a smile on his face, like a spring breeze.
Seeing that Lu Chenjia was still in a daze, Yu Liancheng took Lu Chenjia's slender hand and ran into the singing and dancing crowd.
Someone recognized Yu Liancheng and exclaimed. Everyone's eyes were focused on Yu Liancheng, but Yu Liancheng laughed: "Keep playing music, then dance."
…
This is a small town at the junction of Song State and Yan State.
The town is small and ordinary, with only one narrow street. The houses on the street are old and crude, and the market smells of rotten vegetable leaves and chicken manure.
At the east end of the street is the town's only butcher shop. Although the town was not affected by the war that led to the worldwide war against the Tang Dynasty, life was inevitably affected to some extent. Pedestrians were busy and the streets were lonely. The normally bustling butcher shop also seemed a bit desolate.
Although the business is not good, the butcher in the butcher shop is in a good mood. He doesn't expect the butcher shop to make a living anyway.
There were footsteps, and the butcher looked up, and his body suddenly stiffened. What caught his eye was a figure. Judging from the ups and downs of his figure, he was an extremely plump woman. But the woman's whole body was shrouded in a faint halo, making it impossible for people to see her true face.
Or perhaps, she is woven from countless lights.
The butcher's breathing gradually became rapid, and the hand holding the handle of the knife was trembling slightly. The fear in his eyes became more and more intense, and then his forehead began to sweat, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans overflowing.
If other townspeople saw this scene, they might be surprised.
After spending decades together, they had never seen the butcher look frightened and frightened.
Even if the official comes to visit, his expression is very calm, as if he is just an ordinary guest.
At this moment, everyone could see that the butcher was very frightened, as if the sky was falling.
However, the butcher did not dare to run away or even take a step. He was trembling in fear. It seemed that he finally couldn't bear the woman's gaze and began to collapse.
Breaking down and crying.
Howling.
"Are you willing to act for me?" The woman's voice sounded, extremely pleasant to the ear. Even describing it as a 'lark' would be too insulting. And this voice was so ethereal, like a cloud in the sky. It's so cold again, like the ice in the deepest part of a thousand-year ice cave.
The butcher was startled, and finally stopped crying, wiped away the tears, lowered his head, and said in a slightly bitter voice: "In your eyes, the villain is just an insignificant ant. It is my greatest honor to be able to do justice for heaven."
The woman said again: "Although you are an ant, you are an alien species among ants. You can fly very high and far. If you can do this for me, I will grant you eternal life."
The drunkard remained silent. If belief in Haotian could lead to eternal life, long before the last eternal night, he and the drunkard would have thrown themselves into the embrace of the Taoist sect and become Haotian's most devout believer. Even if Haotian asked him to swing the butcher knife at his parents, he would never hesitate at all.
The woman looked at the drunkard and her tone was as silent as ever: "True eternal life."
The drunkard's breath quickened, ragged with excitement.
He raised his head and saw the woman's eyes.
These eyes are transparent and beautiful, without any impurities. There are real stars in the deepest part, and each star is an independent divine kingdom. Each divine kingdom has been given eternal beauty by time. No matter how the world changes, It's so solemn.
But now, these eyes began to reflect the figure of an alcoholic.
In these eyes, the alcoholic sees the hope of eternal life.
So, the drunkard's knees bent, and he knelt down in front of the woman, kissing the soil at her feet with the most pious attitude.
He and the drunkard hid from Haotian for tens of thousands of years just to survive.
But now, Haotian has found him and will grant him eternal life.
Then, why can't he become a disciple of Haotian.
…
The butcher suddenly woke up from his bed.
He sat up straight, wiped away the non-existent sweat, and felt lingering fear.
"Could it be that...everything just happened was a dream?"
The butcher looked through the window at the night sky, filled with stars and a bright moon hanging high in the sky. But he quickly shook his head. As a peerless strongman above the Five Realms and an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, even the Master can only be regarded as a brat in front of him. A powerful being like him would never think about it day by day or dream about it at night.
If you really dream, it just represents some kind of omen.
Or... Haotian's dream?
Soon, the butcher confirmed his idea.
Because the drunkard with the wine gourd came to him.
Both of them were survivors of the last Eternal Night, and were legends in the spiritual world who lived longer than the Master.
Because they lived so long, they were each other's only companions.
The drunkard also had an almost similar dream to the butcher.
Haotian asked them to do something and promised them eternal life.
eternal life! ?
Their breathing gradually became faster.
This is Haotian's promise to them, and it is also their highest pursuit.
"Yulian City? Has he come back from Haotian Divine Kingdom? This is not an easy person to deal with."
"If you and I join forces, there is no one in the world that we can't deal with. What's more, as long as we are human, he has weaknesses. Just like your and my weaknesses are the fear of death and the desire for life, that's why we don't hesitate to become Haotian's dog , then as long as you find the weakness of Yulian City, you can win with one blow."
The two are legends in the spiritual world.
But in order to live forever, they can become Haotian's dog.
From now on, they will tell everyone.
What's wrong with being a dog? ?
…
Extremely cold place.
There is a snow peak here.
This is the farthest and coldest mountain from the world.
The mountain peaks have always been inaccessible, and even animals are almost invisible.
And at some point, more than ten black crows appeared in the snow-capped mountains, exuding an ominous aura, but they just hovered in an area, occasionally making one or two hoarse and strange cries, even if they never ate. Not a single crow died.
Hundreds of feet deep into the ground at the ice peak, there was a blurry figure, shrouded in a white and sacred halo. It was impossible to distinguish the specific appearance, but it was vaguely identifiable as a plump woman.
The woman is sleeping.
The world will tremble when she wakes up! The shadow of darkness will cover the world.
…
