The little girl with bloody head was surrounded by the sky fire in the furnace. In less than a breath, her body had already disappeared under the burning of the sky fire. The souls under the high platform were even more frightened, and the cold wind was on the back of the spine.
It runs straight, and all the hairs stand upside down.
For a moment, the merciless wind around the platform was even more ruthless and sad, and the crying was even more heartbreaking.
As long as the Emperor of Fengdu is still alive for a day, the fate of the souls is like this. He can only let the Emperor of Fengdu do whatever he wants and play whatever he wants.
Even though the human souls were crying so hard, they still couldn't escape being beaten by the merciless ghost soldiers. After being beaten to death, they untied the iron chains on their hands and feet and filled them out.
He threw it into the alchemy furnace full of heavenly fire.
The King of Equality was frightened. The sky fire burned the soul and body, making it full of holes, making him feel a layer of fine beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead. The horror gradually ejaculated in his eyes, and mixed with the tragic scene.
There was a little panic.
No matter how hard he is, he is also a human soul. Seeing his compatriots being beaten to death and thrown into the sky fire, he could not be as calm as the Emperor of Fengdu so that his heart was completely uninterrupted.
The miserable wind whistled, and the robe of the Emperor Fengdu who was staring at the alchemy furnace was swelling. His face was still calm, and his heart was calm.
Just staring at the Dan Furnace, reflecting the leaping flames, the excitement gradually emerged, diluting the anger and resentment that had overflowed after receiving the news of repeated rebellion.
The King of Equality behind him could no longer bear to look at it, and when he retracted his head, he couldn't help but frown.
"What? As a human soul, do you feel sorry for those human souls that have been melted by the sky fire?" The Emperor of Fengdu, who did not look back, narrowed his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became deep. It was like standing on the back of his head, and he saw equality behind him.
The king's frown.
"No, absolutely not." King Equal, who was sweating on his forehead, quickly denied it. As he spoke, King Equal's face was full of horror.
When the Emperor of Fengdu heard this, he did not continue this topic.
"You go and draw an edict for me immediately, and send an edict to the ghost country in Dongyizhou to begin preparing to attack Dutian. The edict will be done as soon as the edict is reached." The Emperor of Fengdu snorted softly and said in a deep voice to the King of Equality.
"No." King Pingren responded, bent down with his scepter and bowed to the Emperor of Fengdu.
"I will send a spy from the court in Dongyizhou to check if Xiao Shizhu is still in Dongyizhou." Just as King Ping Equity finished his tribute and was about to leave, the Emperor of Fengdu said to him in a deep voice...
....
The sky above Yuque City was covered with dark clouds, and the sky was covered with gray. Black ink-like snowflakes fell from the thick clouds and fell on the ground in a scattered manner.
This is the first winter snow in Yuque City in the past three years. Before that, it has not snowed for a long time.
The cold snowflakes fell to the ground, and a faint yin energy spilled out toward the surroundings, forming white mists, wandering away close to the ground.
The snowflakes that fell from the entrance of the Tiankeng into the Yuque Palace were floating and scattered and gathered lightly after passing the entrance of the cave.
The main building of Juexiangyuan was filled with black snow in a short while, covering the streaming light from the roof made of jade tiles.
A bronze stove with rectangular shapes has been set up in front of the luxurious jade bed surrounded by strange flowers and plants in the building. The furnace surface is surrounded by curved ruler-shaped edges, and the abdominal wall has ears with heads and ears, and is decorated with deformation.
The cloud dragon pattern is a divine beast of different shapes.
The stove is covered with a layer of hard beast gold charcoal. It doesn't smell any smoke when it burns, and there is also a clear air of pine branches. The overflowing heat from the stove scatters into every corner of the building, dispelling the snowy night brought by
chill.
Xiao Shizhu, who was covered with a scattered flower bedding and his head was resting on a cloud-patterned pillow, closed his eyes, clasped his hands into fists, and his legs couldn't help but stretched straight. While sleeping, he didn't know what he dreamed of, but his whole body was straight.
He kept trembling, and his forehead was sweating profusely.
He kept in this state until after a while, he suddenly woke up, and sat up suddenly with his waist and sweating profusely. The whole ghost was pale in an instant, his eyes were full of fear, and there were still some points mixed with
The anger.
The ghost mother lying beside her was awakened by his actions. She was sleepy and stared blankly at her husband who was already sitting up. The next second later, under the light of the night pearl in the building, the ghost mother was also shining by her husband's white face.
The anger on the top was so frightened that he disappeared. He immediately turned over and sat up, stared at Xiao Shizhu and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you, husband?"
Xiao Shizhu stared blankly at the curtain hanging from the end of the bed in front of him. After a moment of silence, he opened his dry lips and said quietly: "I had a dream, a very terrifying dream."
After saying that, his fists were clenched tighter, and the blue veins on his forehead were already bulging, slowly turning his head over, staring at his wife with bloodshot and angry eyes. The ghost mother suddenly felt her heart.
A tremor led to anxiety and concern in the chest that did not decrease but increased.
"I dreamed that the Emperor of Fengdu threw the endless human soul into a tall furnace, and then the human souls were burned by the flames in the furnace." After this, Xiao Shizhu's eyes widened even more, and his two cloths were burned.
The blood-filled eyes were like they wanted to spurt out of their eye sockets.
The ghost mother was shocked again. She clearly remembered that her husband was so angry last time that his forehead was filled with blue veins. It was a few years ago that the Emperor of Fengdu used the hand of green pearls and lucidum to move the earth on Yuque City.
Time of technique.
"What's wrong?" The ghost mother asked carefully again after a moment of silence.
Xiao Shizhu calmed down, his anger dissipated a little, and then he carefully told his wife about his dream that had just been sleeping: "I dreamed that I had flew to a miserable wind around, and the dark clouds above were covered with high platforms.
There was a huge stove there, which seemed to be an alchemy stove, and the flames inside were all black on the outside and red on the inside. Then I saw that the Emperor of Fengdu ordered the ghost soldiers and ghost messengers to transfer batches of new ones.
The ghosts were all new ghosts with human souls and threw them into the stove. In order to prevent these new ghosts from resisting, the ghost soldiers and the ghost soldiers first beat the new ghosts to death and then threw them into the stove.
.....”.
Having said that, Xiao Shizhu suddenly trembled violently all over, and his clenched fists grabbed the bedding beside him, and anger that was uncontrollable appeared on his face again.
The ghost mother stood up, put on the lacquered wood at the end of the bed (an ancient clothes hanger), took a robe of Xiao Shizhu, and put it on him: "That should be the heavenly fire, a kind of alchemy flame."
Hearing the word "elixir", Xiao Shizhu nodded immediately and said, "Yes, yes, yes, a pill will form in the elixir."
It was a sudden sound again, Xiao Shizhu gasped for a few times, and added: "In my dream, I watched those souls turn into vanish under the flames, and my face was full of pain and scattered. I wanted to help them, but I
But I couldn't move. I... my heart hurts so much, I feel so weak, and my chest is blocked." As he said this, he raised his hand and grabbed the collar of his chest, and his eyes were also followed.
A sad expression appeared.
After hearing him finish all the dreams, the ghost mother gently stroked his back and made him feel more angry, and said silently in her heart: "Can you finally sense it?"
"Chen Ruo." But the ghost mother was still not completely sure, so she turned to the gate and shouted: "Immediately send the national master over here."
"Don't bother her in the middle of the night, it's just a dream, don't make the laborers mobilize." Xiao Shizhu, who was a little more angry, shook his head slowly and said.
"The national master will come and see this matter, you will know then." The ghost mother kept silent, then pushed the door open and walked in, standing in front of the bed with a fresh and elegant folding screen. She said, "
: "Send the dietary supervisor and make a hot requiem soup."
"No." Chen Ruo responded and turned around and left.
The wind and snow outside the building were even stronger, and black snowflakes filled Juexiang Garden. The rockery, the ground, and pavilion-style stone lamps in the courtyard were all black.
The cold and cold in the world are even heavier.
After a while, Chen Ruo, who had been away for a long time, hurried in with the national teacher Yingying.
Xiao Shizhu and Guimu were all dressed neatly and sat side by side on the edge of the bed, watching Yingying and Chenruo stand three feet away from the front of the bed, and after bowing to them, Guimu said to Chenruo: "
Chen Ruo, go and see, why hasn’t the requiem soup from the dietary supervisor been delivered yet?”
"No." Chen Ruo responded and retreated again.
As soon as she left, the ghost mother couldn't wait to tell Yingying in front of her and Xiao Shizhu's dream.
After listening patiently, Yingying turned to Xiao Shizhu and said thoughtfully: "Please take your pulse for you, Lord Zhuanchen."
"I'm not sick, right?" Xiao Shizhu asked this, quickly turned his right hand, raised it forward and stretched out. The ghost mother mobilized many troops to invite the national tutor, which made him nervous.
Then Yingying took two steps forward, stood in front of him, changed the long spiritual snake staff in her right hand to her left hand, stretched out her middle and index fingers with her right hand, and threw it on Xiao Shizhu's wrist.
A moment later, a look of surprise flashed across Yingying's face while frowning. Then she smiled indifferently, stepped back to the side and gave Xiao Shizhu a respectful salute, and said loudly: "Congratulations to lord, for some reason, you
The mysterious power of the body will no longer retaliate against you!".
This statement was abrupt, and Xiao Shizhu was stunned. Such a shrewd ghost was stunned and stunned. He could not react for a moment. His mind was full of mud and he could not turn. He could only stare at Yingying with wide eyes and stare blankly.
.
"You are not a dream, but you can sense the emotions of the ghosts. You can sense the joy, anger, and wail." Yingying paused and told Xiao Shizhu the whole story: "What you see are the ghosts
The illusion formed by emotions is like a mirage. Only the lord, the son of God, can do it. To do this, the premise is that the mysterious power will no longer retaliate against you.
”.
After saying that, Yingying bowed to Xiao Shizhu again, her face filled with joy.
"I don't understand yet." Xiao Shizhu raised his hand and scratched his head, frowned at Yingying and muttered: "But I'm just having a dream while sleeping."
"But I took your pulse and found that you did not have nightmares. Instead, you could sense the mysterious power in your body, which was completely integrated with you." Yingying shook her head slightly and said slowly: "So you can
You will also feel sad and helpless when you sense the sadness and helplessness of the human souls who were thrown into the furnace by the Emperor of Fengdu and refining the elixir. In other words, you used to be one of the ghost clans and one of the human souls. Now
Your mysterious power and physical strength are perfectly integrated, and you are the ghost clan, so you can sense the emotions of every ghost, just like the Emperor of Fengdu can sense the six-day emotions created with his flesh and blood and mysterious power. So I would like to congratulate you on your congratulations.
King, congratulate King."
After the words came to an end, Yingying bowed respectfully to Xiao Shizhu. (To be continued)