Chang An, who was in ragged clothes, was sitting on the watchtower, with countless holes in his body.
A jug of wine beside you, a bottomless abyss beneath your feet.
There were several huge blood-colored hands covering the dome above his head. Death energy surged from the palms, threatening the general trend of the vast world and rushing toward him.
I lament that the world is so vast, why is there no hiding place?
Behind the scenes, the souls of those who died in battle gathered into a sea of souls, but under the pressure of those giant bloody hands, they collapsed like smoke.
Under the enemy tower, a few people were still standing, howling in despair.
It's like blowing the horn of destruction for these giant hands.
"God, why are you blind?"
Chang An's eyes were like a flat lake, without any ripples.
He turned around and looked at the giant gods sitting at the end of the Great Wall, exuding bloody divine power.
He sighed as he held the wine bottle high.
"I have no strength. I really have no strength. As expected, I can't even kill one..."
The big bloody hand will eventually fall.
Along with the collapse of this life, the long-lost song rang out in the underworld.
[Wherever I look, there are always ghosts around.
The cotton-needle cold penetrated the black curtain.
Has it ever been colder than the blood under your feet?
The mottled stone wall is engraved with the word "Jun", and the rider in the white robe has no way to return.
I once saw white jade leading the way, striking the stone and swallows singing.
Xi Ma Cao, Hei Gulou.
The clothes are in rags, the back is hunched, and he is carrying the city bricks.
The tall stone walls and jagged tusks are proof of their existence.
On the weathered ruins of the monument, the true name cannot be eulogized.
Now, the blood-stained god sits at the end, with endless flames.
The bones and blood of our ancestors are the food in the mouths of the hawks and dogs.
But there are always people who come forward and engrave their names into text bricks.
There is always still blood that has not cooled down, and I am willing to throw it on the stone wall.
The man holding the torch once stood in front of everyone, wanting to illuminate the integrity in others' hearts.
In the end, the door made of blood and fire covered everything.
Thousands of years have passed, and there is already a beacon show on top of the enemy tower.
Cold slavery, greedy desire, moral integrity were buried.
That being the case, my name will be engraved on the reincarnation monument.
Dare I ask if this warm blood can warm the coldness of the world? 】
.......
A few months after the Youzhou Competition.
The news of Chang An's death in Youzhou has been known to the whole world.
Three days later, on December 5th, the Chang family in Qingzhou will hold a funeral for him.
The Chang family's lintel, which used to be noble in the past, is now decorated with white flowers.
The servants coming in and out of the mansion were also covered in a layer of white.
In the backyard, the noisy noise of Zhuang Xiuyu's surprise was gone, replaced by the silent sadness on everyone's face.
The pride in the eyes of the servants of the Chang Mansion has disappeared without a trace since Chang An became famous all over the world.
The moment the news of Chang An's death came, Chang Mulin Xinyue fell ill.
The housekeeper Chang Fu takes care of all funerals in the house.
After the eldest lady Chang Sheng returned to Qingzhou, she stayed with him at the hospital bed every day.
"Sister Sheng!"
Outside Lin Xinyue's bedroom, a furious voice came in. When Chang Sheng heard it, he knew that Zhuang Xiuyu was back.
Wiping the tears from her eyes, she opened the door. Zhuang Xiuyu, dressed in tiger skin and carrying a red bow, plunged into Chang Sheng's arms and kept crying.
"Sister Sheng, what's wrong with the old lady?"
Looking at the unconscious Lin Xinyue on the hospital bed, Zhuang Xiuyu, who had rushed back all the way regardless of physical exertion because of Chang An's death, suddenly felt weak and almost fell down.
"Uncle Fu!"
Chang Sheng saw this and shouted Chang Fu.
Chang Fu did not appear, but a green dress came to the door and supported Zhuang Xiuyu.
Chang Sheng took a look and saw that it was the warmth she brought back from the Chijiang River that day.
After a long period of recuperation, she has completely recovered her consciousness.
"Leave her to me."
Chang Sheng nodded and handed Zhuang Xiuyu over to Nuan Nuan. She felt relieved.
Nuan Nuan patted her shoulder and said
"You haven't had much rest in the past few days, and your complexion is so bad. Otherwise, I'll adjust your breathing for you."
Chang Sheng waved his hand.
"No need, as long as Lao Yan is here, nothing will happen to me, but my mother..."
As she said that, she lowered her head again, feeling secretly sad.
But soon, her mood recovered and her eyes became firmer.
"Now that my brother is dead, there are no experts in the Chang Mansion. I'm afraid I have to trouble Sister Wen to be in charge of the Chang Mansion. You can't waste your internal energy on me."
"Sheng Wazi looks down on me again."
Yan Sihai walked over, followed by an old man who was generally described as wretched.
It was Wu Suanzi whom they met in Yanzhou.
"You're such an old bone, I'm afraid it might fall apart with someone's palm."
Wu Suanzi teased him.
"Why are you still here eating and drinking?"
Yan Sihai looked disgusted when he saw Wu Suanzi following him.
Wu Suanzi suddenly blushed.
"Why am I here? It was Miss Chang who promised to capture a hundred souls for me. Now that her brother has passed away, my souls are in ruins. Isn't she allowed to collect some interest?"
"Okay, you two, stop arguing."
Chang Sheng advised.
"In the past two days, it is estimated that all the forces in the world will come to my door. Lao Yan, you have many connections in the world, please welcome me."
Yan Sihai patted his chest
"Don't worry, those guys can't even ask me for help. Now I welcome them in person. That's a big deal."
"Don't make excuses. I have a feeling that things are not that simple. The two factions, Guigu and the Salt Gang, have always been on good terms with my brother. Chu Guanyu, the new owner of the Chu Family Villa, is also an old acquaintance of my brother. It is considered a good idea for them to come to express their condolences. It's reasonable, but now the battle between the human world and Penglai has become fierce. Some sects, regardless of Qingzhou being right next to Penglai, send letters from all the way to express their condolences. I'm afraid their intentions are not right."
Chang Sheng said worriedly.
"Everyone has personally experienced the dangers of the Penglai Stone Army. Those sect leaders who are thousands of miles away and have no close friendship with the Chang family want to visit in person. This is by no means a simple condolence."
"What are you afraid of? There is still a great master in the Chang Mansion. When things happen, that little girl from the Chu family won't stand idly by. And I, a ghost doctor who is proficient in toxicology, forgive them for not daring to make mistakes!"
Yan Sihai's eyes flashed fiercely.
"By the way, why didn't that boy from Mo Bei come? Such a big thing happened to Chang An, and he is still hiding in Kunlun Mountain."
He suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Zhuang Xiuyu.
Zhuang Xiuyu regained her strength at this moment, broke away from the warmth, and said
"Uncle Master said it's not that he doesn't want to come, but that he and Sister Sheng can no longer meet."
Yan Sihai frowned, waved his sleeves and cursed
"Bullshit! Ever since the battle in Heaven, this guy has been talking about it. One day, I will go to Kunlun in person and give him some poisonous prescriptions to drive away evil spirits."
Jiangnan, Qingchuan Prefecture.
Qingchuan Prefecture is the end point where the Chijiang River merges into the South China Sea. It is adjacent to the Shiwan Mountains in the south and is located in the westernmost of the eight states in the south of the Yangtze River.
It is also where the Ghost Valley is located.
Early in the morning, Zhang Daoyun, the top disciple of Guigu, led a group of Guigu disciples and waited outside the courtyard of the Guigu Master.
"Senior brother, when you go to Qingzhou this time, you have to bring me some delicious food. I heard that there are many delicacies in the Central Plains that are not available in Qingchuan Prefecture."
A female disciple said coquettishly to Zhang Daoyun.
"Senior brother, we don't even have a chance to leave the valley. The owner of the valley only takes you out of the valley every time. All the junior brothers are envious."
The disciples behind him also echoed.
"Silence!"
Zhang Daoyun gestured to them, lowered his voice, and scolded
"You are looking for death. The Valley Master hates others interrupting his sleep. I think you are all itchy, right?"
Upon hearing the word Valley Master, everyone fell silent.
"It's strange. The Valley Master always said that when he was young, he did too many bad things and suffered retribution. He couldn't sleep at night and slept lightly in the morning. If there was any noise, he would be woken up. Today we are so loud, why? Not awake yet.”
After a long time, there was still no movement in the courtyard, and the female disciple felt a little strange.
Hearing this, Zhang Daoyun also felt something was abnormal.
"Yes, why doesn't this old guy get up?"
The disciples behind him murmured that this senior brother had been beaten since he was a child and he still didn't know how to respect his teacher.
"I'll go in and take a look."
Zhang Daoyun said.
"Senior brother."
The female disciple behind her called out.
Zhang Daoyun turned around and found that the junior brothers behind him shrank back three feet in tacit agreement.
She looked at him with a horrified look on her face, while still waving as if to see him off.
"Senior brother, let's go. When you go, I will be the senior sister. Every year on this day, I will lead my junior brothers to offer incense to you."
Zhang Daoyun was instantly furious and gave his junior sister a headache.
The junior sister bared her teeth in pain.
"What are you talking about? Your senior brother, I will live a long life."
With that said, he walked into the courtyard without looking back.
"boom!"
But a moment later, there was an explosion in the courtyard, and Zhang Daoyun rushed out angrily, shouting at the disciples
"Now, seal the valley!"
The junior brothers and sisters were looking at a loss when they heard Zhang Daoyun shouting
"The Valley Master has been assassinated!"
"What!"
"Seal the valley quickly, the murderer probably hasn't escaped yet!"
Linzhou is between Jiangzhou and Qingchuan Prefecture. The Chijiang River passes through this state, which is the most stable section.
Therefore, along this section of the Chijiang River, the Thirty-sixth Village of the Salt Gang, a famous gang in the south of the Yangtze River, was supported, and the leader of the gang, Lian Congyun, was known as the number one master in the south of the Yangtze River under the knife sect in the past.
At this time, Lian Congyun was sitting on the Chiyun, the largest merchant ship in the south of the Yangtze River, traveling along the Chijiang River to the border of Jiangzhou.
"Well, I think back on those days when we joined forces with the Chang An brothers to ambush Youzhou's minions in the south of the Yangtze River. It was so exciting. But I didn't expect that now, we are separated from heaven and man."
Lian Congyun shook his head and sighed while drinking.
"Notice to the leader of Dazhai that we have arrived at the boundary of Jiangzhou. We will be able to disembark from Liangzhou in one day."
Disciples from the Salt Gang came in to report the news.
Lian Congyun nodded.
"I know, let's go down."
"Um?"
Lian Congyun's expression suddenly changed, and the Salt Gang disciple below revealed his murderous intent and threw out several hidden weapons.
"Snapped!"
He was furious, struck the table, jumped up, dodged the hidden weapon, turned two somersaults in the air, landed in front of the disciple, and grabbed him by the throat.
"Say! Who sent you here!"
Unexpectedly, the disciple was not afraid at all and smiled contemptuously
"Master of Dazhai, you don't recognize me. I am from Qingzhai."
"Nonsense, Qingzhai people dare to take action against me?"
As he spoke, he exerted force in his palms. The disciple was choked until his face turned pale, but he still gritted his teeth.
"Say it!"
At this time, several more disciples entered the cabin.
"Master of the Great Village!"
Lian Congyundao
"What do you do for food? You don't even know there are assassins on the ship?"
Those disciples were immediately trembling and hurriedly said
"My subordinates are not doing things well, please punish me, the leader of the village."
Lian Congyun threw the disciple away, turned around and said
"Drag him down and find out who ordered it."
"die!"
In an instant, there was a loud shout, and the mutation reappeared. Lian Congyun felt a chill down his spine, and countless hidden weapons were shot from behind!
