I just want to look at the moon and talk, lend me your face
In the chaos, Yang Jian and the others were enveloped by the sudden Xuanmen, and they seemed to hear the sound of ghosts crying and gods howling in the light and dark.
The feeling of falling became more and more intense. These people originally thought of using flying techniques to stabilize their bodies, but after entering this door, they felt as if they had returned to the underworld, unable to fly.
Then, only a few "whooshing" sounds were heard in the air, and these people were wrapped around the waists by a few dead vines that protruded out of the chaos for no reason.
Two beams of red light lit up from the fog, looking like two lanterns.
Yang Jian signaled everyone not to panic. He closed his two mortal eyes, and a blue curse mark appeared on his forehead...
"Eye of the Universe!"
As mentioned before, Yang Jian's celestial eye has several great uses. It can see thousands of miles away, sense omens of misfortune and good fortune, see the appearance of living beings, and kill evil spirits.
Although a few people didn't know the reason for such a state, Yang Jian had been traveling in this world for thousands of years, so he was not afraid of such hospitality.
Simply use the power of the heavenly eye to break through the confusion in front of you and see what the two red lanterns are.
Sure enough, as the light of the Sky Eye shone, the chaotic scene in front of several people gradually dissipated.
And that red lantern is actually a pair of blood pupils attached to thousands of horny roots!
Yang Jian had seen a lot of strange things, but the three Meishan monsters on the side took a breath of cold air.
In this dark world, there is a beam that reaches the sky.
Up and down don't know their roots, left and right don't know their limits.
There are thousands of horizontal branches, shaped like blood vessels, and no leaves can grow.
There are fibrous roots floating in the air sporadically, and the ends of the roots are lit with scarlet.
Those blood pupils didn't seem to be looking at anything, but rather like two living hearts, beating in an orderly manner.
If what I just said is not surprising, then you have to take a look. Those dense veins and rattan are also covered with countless faces!
Their eyes were closed and their mouths were hanging. There are men, women, and children, and they appear to be rooted in these branches.
Yang Jian saw the surprised expressions on the faces of these three monsters, and immediately said: "It's not surprising in a place of evil spirits."
"Demon King, do you recognize this evil thing?" Chang Hao said.
Yang Jian looked at the vines wrapped around his waist and said: "The dark trees in the world are locust trees and peach trees. Although this tree has an evil appearance, it should be one of them..."
At this moment, a vine pulled out from among the thousands of branches, and a face was attached to it.
As expected, it was the one on the coffin board.
This face swayed and stopped in front of Yang Jian and the others. He opened his mouth with difficulty and spat out human words: "How can there be living things in the land of the dead? In this land where God doesn't care, are you here to die?"
When Yang Jian saw this face and asked, he expected that it would not dare to touch a few of his people. After all, in the outside world just now, Yang Jian single-handedly drew a thunder boundary to block the undead army. Generally, Xiaoxiao does not have such great ability.
This Yin Wood is here to protect something...
Yang Jian said: "What's the use of life and death? You're wasting light years. You must have been in this dark world for tens of thousands of years."
Since you don't want to die, why are you blocking my way to live? "
After hearing this, the man's face was stunned. Yang Jian and Liao Liao spoke indifferently, not at all afraid of his evil appearance.
It seems that the visitor is an extraordinary person.
"What are you protecting here?"
Before Yin Mu could speak, Yang Jian asked a rhetorical question.
Yinmu said with a face: "Are you a god?"
Yang Jian smiled and said: "No, I am a monster..."
Yin Mu said with a face: "Monsters? Haha...then you should know that cultivating monsters with plants and trees should be much more difficult than that of insects and ants...
It took me three thousand years to open up my spiritual wisdom, but I have never been able to cultivate my human body.
Until two thousand years ago, I saw the little girl who was pushed off the cliff.
When she fell, I stretched out a branch to save her life, but my body was trapped in the mountain and I could not send her back to the mountain road.
She cried for a long time, and for days the mountain air steamed up and the sun was exposed, which finally withered her flesh and blood and stripped her life away.
It wasn't until she died that I became aware of my existence.
I told her I wanted to become a human; she told me never to become a human.
Finally she asked me to wait for her, and when she came back she brought me a hundred faces.
I was so happy that I implanted them into my torso. From then on, I had the strength to talk to Fengyue..."
"The girl you are talking about is called Mrs. Bones." Yang Jian said.
"Do you know her?" Yinmu asked with a face.
Yang Jian shook his head: "I don't know her, but I'm here to deliver a letter for one of her friends."
Hearing this, the Yinmu pulled out hundreds of vines to form a foothold for Yang Jian and the others.
It loosened the vines wrapped around the waists of several people and said, "I advise you to go back..."
"What's wrong?" Yang Jian asked.
Yinmu said with a face: "She hasn't shown her face for five hundred years.
The last time I saw her, she was holding a girl in her arms just as she was when she died, and asked me to guard the city gate for her to prevent anyone from entering.
Look at the faces on me, they all want to enter that city. But in the end, they all became part of the city and could never get out again..."
"City?" Yang Jian was a little surprised, "You said there is a city in this dark world?"
Yinmu said with a face: "She is very good at sending dead bones. This is not the realm of the living, but it is not the realm of the dead either.
Just like those bones, they are obviously dead, but they can still walk.
She said that only dead people would not betray. "
"What else did she say?" Yang Jian felt a little confused. What restrictions did the monkey's three sticks remove for Madam Bones...
There is also Yuan Shoucheng and the other girl that Yin Mu talks about...
Yin Mu said with a face: "She said that she would disappear for a thousand years and not see anyone during this period.
Besides the Monkey King...do you know who the Monkey King is? "
Yang Jian smiled bitterly, and with a wave of his hand, the demon flag that involved all the stories appeared.
Even though this dark world is full of fog, you can still clearly see the two golden characters "Qitian"...
"Oh, it turns out you are the Monkey King." Yin Mu said in surprise.
Yang Jian said: "Can you take me to see her?"
Yinmu's face shook and he said: "No, Madam said that Qitian has changed. If you want to see her, you must break into the city by yourself and get the token she left behind."
"What token?" Yang Jian asked.
"Behead the tiger general and seize the order of soldiers. Light the soul lamp and take the spirit body. Then, listen to a play..."
"Listen to the show?" Yang Jian was a little confused.
Yin Mu said with a face: "These are Madam's exact words. If you feel confident, I will send you down.
But whether it can come out or not, I don’t know. "
Yang Jian said: "As soon as you come, let's make peace with it. If you can't get through even this little difficulty, doesn't it mean that your wife underestimated the monkey's magical power?
However, there is one more thing I would like to ask you? "
"You want to ask about the undead army in Baihu Ridge?"
Yang Jian and Yin Mu looked at each other and said, "Yes, since Lady Bones is already asleep, who drove these undead armies to attack the Jiming Pass?"
"Why do you think someone is driving you?" Yinmu asked with a face.
Yang Jian was puzzled, "I lie down during the day and go out at night. I hear the rooster crow and stop seeing the black talisman. I am afraid. If someone hadn't given the order, how could this half-dead spirit be so smart?"
"It's madness."
Saying this, Yinmu turned his face to his torso and looked at the densely packed faces on it.
"People thought that these bones were driven by demons to attack in the direction of Jiming Pass.
However, people forget that among these undead, almost all of them are soldiers who came to control the border. They were unwilling to be killed by the handful of dead bones.
They are dissatisfied, why can the dead bones that have lost their lives stand up again!
It wasn't until they became one of these bones that they realized that the force that attracted them to Jiming Pass was simply because they wanted to return to their homeland...
And Madam Bones just turned their obsession into their motivation. It also became their admiration for Madam in their hearts. "
“So, there was no such thing as bones attacking the border. It was just people disturbing themselves, thinking that these bones were coming back to kill them, so they asked Emperor Tang for orders to come and suppress them.
Little did he know that these bones had no choice but to fight bloody battles with soldiers in order to defend themselves. Let their own team become stronger..."
Yang Jian sighed. It turns out that the reason why the world respects gods and hates monsters is just because of the appearance of a skin.
When people first see a beautiful person and an ugly person, they tend to think that the beautiful person is good. Without explanation, without listening to cause and effect, they just pushed, trampled, or even obliterated that ugly face.
Pretty faces are often accompanied by snakes and scorpions, while evil tigers still have pity for their children. Prejudices are like mountains and never change for thousands of years. This is bound to human nature.
The appearance is just a mask that the gods and Buddhas in the sky wear for themselves. Have you ever seen the green face and fangs under the kind eyes?
Thinking about it carefully, Yang Jian just thought it was funny. Yuan Shoucheng claimed that he was a master of arithmetic and could cut off the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, but he could not cut off people's hearts...
Is it pitiful?
Yang Jian shook his head. The human race has been manipulated by gods and Buddhas for thousands of years and has lost its mind. Now, what the demon clan is doing is not just for the human race?
"Excuse me!"
Yang Jian cupped his fists and bowed deeply.
Seeing this situation, Yin Shu also knew the attitude of these people.
"Take care of yourself..."
The surrounding fog rose again, and as the platform where they settled sank, the face and the two beating blood pupils gradually disappeared from the sight of Yang Jian and others.
"Woo"
The Roaring Sky Dog jumped down from Yang Jian's body, restored its slender body, lowered its head and kept sniffing at Yang Jian's feet.
At this moment, a hint of alertness caused the fur on the dog's back to stand up. The dog straightened up and its front half turned into a golden body like a lion dog.
"Roar!!"
The long roar echoed in the abyss, vaguely dispersing the fog in front of everyone.
"What's wrong with Xiaotian?" Yang Jian reached out and touched Xiaotian Dog's head.
The dog looked forward fiercely, as if it was about to attack with murderous intent.
Yang Jian's eyes reopened, and he penetrated hundreds of miles through the fog. What he saw was only the canyon formed by the rocks in the underground abyss, and there was nothing evil blocking the way.
"Demon King, Roaring Sky Dog is so nervous, is there something fishy ahead?" Centipede asked.
Yang Jian said: "It doesn't matter, it's normal for the darkness underground here to conflict with the masculinity of Xiao Tian's nature.
Furthermore, even if there is any problem, the monkey could walk back then, but now I, Yang Jian, can’t walk? "
