The howling sound is like a wave, rising and falling on the top of the mountain.

Yu Yu raised his arms high, strode into the sea of ​​fire, and joined the carnival, "Those who do not respect the River God will be cast into the Hall of Hell forever - worship me, the River God, and live forever -"

She walked among the kneeling and kowtowing believers, and an exciting invitation burst out from her throat, "Fellow Taoists, are you willing to come with me to pay homage to the River God?"

The believers were coughing in the choking black smoke. After hearing these words, their eyes became even more intense, and the blazing flames were reflected in the children.

The old village chief had been burned to the point of unconsciousness. He crawled to Yu Yu's feet, kissed the upper of her shoes, and said with a blushing face: "We believers, please kindly ask the messenger to introduce us to the Lord River God..."

The rest of the people responded one after another, "I implore the envoy to introduce Lord River God to us..."

"Very good, very good!" Yu Yu laughed, "Follow me to the land of bliss and pay a visit to our Lord River God!"

She floated onto the stage, turned behind the statue of the River God, and used all her strength to push the clay statue forward. The statue of the River God suddenly fell down and shattered to pieces on the ground! Only the two clay sculptured heads were left.

Lying among the debris, his expression was as usual.

Some villagers were stunned and did not escape, and were hit by the falling clay statues and died on the spot. Two of the villagers who survived fell to the ground, convulsing and vomiting blood.

Yu Yu's figure appeared on the stage. She raised her arms in front of her, beckoning the believers to take a look, "Look, Lord River God is here! Why don't you come and kowtow to me!"

The villagers looked intently and saw something emerging from the shattered clay statue. Under the bright firelight, it looked like burnt skeletal remains. They couldn't help but wonder, "What is this?!"

"River God! This is the river god you worship every day!" Yu Yu jumped down, "Do you still remember him? He is the little monk Chang Ming who rings the bell in Wangshui Temple every day and often goes down the mountain to give alms to the poor!"

Changming! The monk who took away the bride of the river god and violated the rules of his ancestors! The villagers were horrified.

Yu Yu knelt on the ground and picked up the remains in his arms while whispering quietly: "You killed him, and I will let you kowtow and suffer the pain of poison. However, this is not enough to redeem you."

For your sins, I want you all to die in the same way to atone for your sins, and I want you to also taste the burning fire..."

"This is impossible, this is impossible, the river god is fake, the messenger is fake, the magic medicine is fake, immortality is fake... How is this possible... What we eat is poison, what we eat is poison!"

They couldn't believe it. After being overjoyed and sad, they all became stunned.

"You are a liar! You lied to us! Who are you?!" The villagers reacted, their festering faces distorted like evil ghosts, and they roared angrily. They wanted to rush forward and bite like crazy beasts, but because of

The poison took effect and made him weak and weak.

Yu Yu took off his ghost mask and used the mask to swat away a villager who came towards him like a fly. His voice was as cold as ice and he said, "Look who I am?"

"Yu Yu! It's you! How could it be you..."

The unpredictable River God’s messenger, the River God’s messenger with all-powerful powers, turned out to be that dull and thin Yu Yu!

"Why can't it be me? Since I'm not dead, I will always come back." Yu Yu sneered, and then he turned tender and affectionate, "I am Yu Yu, I am the messenger of the river god, and I am also the river god.

The Bride of God…”

She held the remains in her arms, sat cross-legged, and looked straight out of the hall, looking at Zhou Xiaodu on the wall through the curtain of fire, "All of this is finally coming to an end."

"Yu Yu, you devil! God will never let you go!"

"I don't want to die! Give me the antidote! Let me out! I'm really in pain..."

"Ahem, I don't want to die, let me out, I don't want to be burned to death! I know I was wrong, please let me out..."

"River God! How could Lord River God be fake?! This must be a test to become an immortal, right?! I won't be deceived, I will become an immortal! I want to become an immortal!"

"Yu Yu, you will not die a good death! You vicious woman, I will curse you to hell and never be reincarnated!"

"..."

Amidst countless screams, she said calmly: "Let's go to hell together." As soon as she finished speaking, a large mouthful of dark blood spurted out from her mouth, staining her entire chin red.

Zhou Xiaodu's eyes suddenly shrank and he cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, she took poison!"

She held up her hands, crossed the wall as lightly as a swallow, and rushed into the fire.

Seeing this, Zhima also climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, "Hey! It's dangerous! Don't go!"

Zhou Xiaodu turned a deaf ear, waved his hand and cracked the wind with his palm to clear a path, and stepped into the main hall with great momentum.

Zhima followed her, but was blocked by the flames that spread back. He could only bear the scorching heat and worry outside the temple, "This broken house may be stepped on at any time, why are you crazy?! Come back soon!"

Zhou Xiaodu felt a wave of anger burning in her head. It was the anger of being deceived and fooled. At this moment, she only regretted that she had listened to this man's bad story and not arrested Yu Yu and tortured him to extract a confession.

She kicked away the villagers who crawled over to her for help, stepped forward, grabbed Yu Yu's collar, picked him up, and cursed through gritted teeth: "You bastard, are you trying to trick me? You should have done it a long time ago.

Are you planning to commit suicide by taking poison?"

Yu Yu laughed, showing his teeth stained red with blood, "Yes."

Zhou Xiaodu's eyes suddenly turned cold. He knocked the scorched bones from Yu Yu's arms and dragged Yu Yu out of the palace. "It's not that easy for you to die. I'll let someone cure you and then take the "Youming Sword" out of your mouth.

Pry it out."

"You're so cute when you're angry." Yu Yu chuckled as he was dragged along by her in embarrassment.

Zhou Xiaodu paused and glared angrily, "You think I don't dare, right?!"

Yu Yu just looked at her calmly, "What I eat is 'blood sealing throat'. Hua Tuo can't save him even if he is alive."

Seeing the blood sealing his throat, he was determined to die and left no way out.

"I actually believed what you said, you lunatic." Zhou Xiaodu muttered. Flames burned up her trousers, but she didn't care.

Yu Yu's face became increasingly pale, "I promised my mentor that I would not tell the story of "Youming Sword", but I was afraid that you would become angry and ruin my revenge plan, so I could only make up an excuse to deceive you. I hope you will forgive me.

.”

Zhou Xiaodu looked at her with deep eyes, did not speak, but pushed her to the ground, turned around and walked away.

Yu Yu crawled back, hugging his sweetheart's body and curling up on the ground, his eyes becoming darker and darker.

"You said at that time that people in the world should not have useless kindness." Yu Yu said meaningfully, "But you yourself, didn't you leave a ray of kindness for me?"

Zhou Xiaodu felt that she was mocking him, and looked back angrily, only to see that the woman had died of poison. There were flames spreading on the black robe, like a small grave with overgrown weeds.

Before she could recover, someone grabbed her wrist and dragged her out.

While coughing, Zhima patted the flames on her sleeves and trousers with his sleeves, complaining: "Are you stupid? The fire has burned your body, and you are still standing there! Don't you feel hot?"

Zhou Xiaodu saw that he was coughing violently, and he felt his nose and throat become uncomfortable. The two of them stood together and coughed, their faces blackened by the smoke, like a pair of tuberculosis ghosts.

Zhima grabbed her hand, and there were already a few blisters on the back of it, "Look at it, it's hot. You have to ask Jiang Sibai for some ointment when you get back."

Zhou Xiaodu was in a bad mood and looked at him with a cold look. He took out his hand and said, "It's a small injury, I don't need you to worry about it." He kicked open the locked temple door and left without looking back.

Zhima looked at her back in confusion, then turned to look at the blazing hall in the blazing fire, and muttered aggrievedly: "You are provoked by others, why should you vent your anger on me..."


Chapter completed!