Drops of ink in the vat dye the clear water, and the clear water in the human vat is black.
The long river is noisy, the waves are rising hundreds of feet, and the scattered water is falling beside it, almost to the point of pouring.
Far above the sky, there is a Tao manifested. The melancholy sound comes from Ning Le's hand, from the blue color, and the sound is everywhere. The strong and beautiful sound comes to Ning Yin's side, and comes from the green flute, freehand eight desolate. That long sound is moving.
Continuously, there are light-colored tones flowing from the body of the flute, continuing endlessly, covering the sky. The horizontal flute has a delicate and agile body, holding five holes in the mouth with one breath, and the exquisite sound of the flute is made.
Seeing the sudden rise of pressure from above, Guan Changsheng also showed a cruel look on his face. His hands as white as bones thrust into his chest! In an instant, ten holes were left on his fingers, and they were divided into half of the waist. There was no blood left in the exposed parts, but
It glowed stiff white, like a piece of dead meat. Gradually, a faint smoke came out of the hole, like the ashes of burning paper money, and like the green smoke of a dead body. Then it became thicker and denser,
Wrap around the waist and float on the water.
"It wants to reorganize its body with the dark energy! We can't let him succeed." Ning Le said, the sound of the flute in his hand did not diminish, and he pressed it down. Ning Yin understood the idea in his heart, played the flute and followed, and walked towards Guan Changsheng.
Seeing the momentum from above, the sound of the flute is like a jade biscuit pressing directly, and the sound of the flute is like an emerald green hole and the birds are dancing on it. The two are as good as the drum and the harp, one echoes the other, just like one body, and the tacit understanding is extraordinary. It is precisely because of this,
The sense of oppression brought by it is also extremely strong. Seeing this, Guan Changsheng knew that he was outmatched, but at this time it was already riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off. If it advanced, there was still a glimmer of hope. If it retreated, it would probably be fatal.
His hands crossed each other, and all the fingers were broken in an instant. Dark black blood flowed from the fingertips. He painted the body with his hands, using blood as ink. He touched the whole body with his fingers. Not long after, a strange talisman appeared on Guan Changsheng's body.
"Night taboo sound." After the talisman was drawn, Guan Changsheng felt a little weak, his eyes turned completely black again, and black and blue spots began to appear on his body. I thought this was its powerful blow.
The smoke around it began to squirm and grow, as if covering the river. It seemed that the voice of children came from the smoke. At first it seemed like the voice of one person, and gradually it became louder, including men and women, crying and laughing.
The children's chatter is noisy and unbearable.
"Bang!" Kongniao stepped on the jade and collided with the smoke on the river! Suddenly, a strong wind came and the waves were hundreds of feet high.
At the entrance of the cave, Li Wanrong held up the Gang Qi shield to block the waves. Looking at the faint appearance outside, she had no intention of taking action. This was her confidence in Ning Yin Ning Le and Song Zong.
Above the horizon, Ning Yin and Ning Le were also tired of the leaked energy from the collision, and retreated a hundred feet. When they came to their senses, they had already retreated to the river bank. The two were surprised and confused each other.
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"This residual power is too crazy! Have we become stronger again?!" Ning Yin said, looking at the collision scene, her excitement could not be concealed. Ning Le on the side did not feel so, he knew in his heart that he said
Although the details of the law are comparable to those of Guan Changsheng, they are not so powerful. However, looking at the current situation, it is somewhat unexpected, so there is only one answer, and that is what Guan Changsheng did!
"Let's go!" Ning Le stood up from the ground and headed towards the river. Ning Yin shrugged and followed suit. Hanging above the long river, he saw a sheet of smoke below, which was so thick that he couldn't see anything. Ning Yin was impatient and raised his hand to wave.
He opened his sleeves and dispersed the smoke. When they saw the scene under the smoke, even though they were prepared, the two of them were still startled.
Under the smoke, in and out of the eyes, there were densely packed children's heads. I don't know if the body was covered in the river or something else, but the river stopped at the neck, and there was no human body. Those heads were babbling and talking to themselves, but their eyes were numb and lifeless.
, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he did not look like a stranger. He looked at countless heads floating and moving with the rise and fall of the river. They were so dense that there was no color in the water, as if they were a river of heads.
The two people appeared in the sky, attracting He Zhong's attention. All the heads looked at Ning Yin and Ning Le, and they began to talk numbly.
"Brother... take me away... I know I was wrong... I listen to my mother..."
"Daddy doesn't want me anymore... He said I'm a loser... Do you want me... I'm so scared..."
"Uncle said... I will go with him... and he will buy me new clothes... just buy them for me..."
"It hurts so much... Mom doesn't want me... No one wants me anymore... I was wrong, Mom, I am obedient..."
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"What is this? Why are there so many young wandering souls? Is it Guan Changsheng's hallucination?" Ning Yin looked at the countless heads below, each of them speaking, mechanically numb, making people shudder.
Ning Le watched and listened without saying a word. After a while, he said: "They are all ghosts in the land of eternity, and what they are telling about is their last experiences in life, being abandoned, abducted, and persecuted." After hearing this, Ning Le said.
Ning Yin also fell silent. He looked into the river and saw countless young heads, more than tens of millions. They were telling the nightmares of their lives. They were all just children. It was hard to imagine what happened to these weak ones.
"What should we do?" "Then what Guan Changsheng painted on his body was probably the soul attracting talisman, which summoned them." "Guan Changsheng has probably escaped." "Are we still chasing?" Ning Yin wondered.
He spoke without saying a word, looking at the river as if he was a little lost.
"The World-Honored Ones have taught me that most things in this world do not need to be forced, only good deeds must be done. Have you forgotten?"
Ning Yin looked to her side, "What do you mean?" "Maybe the Guan Chang's vitality should not be cut off here and saved in your hands. Since it is God's will, there is no need to force it." At this point,
, Ning Le lowered his eyes and looked into the river, "Save them and let them find a good home in the next life." He said this.
The two of them sat cross-legged in the sky, and the long flutes and flutes played in unison. The jade jade dropped a rain of light and scattered into the river. When the heads caught the rain of light, they suddenly had a light halo. The rain of light was washing away their resentment and sorrow, and they were still alive.
They were reincarnated. As the light rain fell, the heads in the river floated out of the river. They became human bodies and showed their appearance in life. When they got out of the river, they did not walk around, but just sat down obediently on the same spot.
Put your hands together and look up at Ningyin Ningle.
Looking at the children sitting cross-legged in the river, Ning Yin Ning Le felt a little blocked in her heart and couldn't speak for a moment.
As the flute plays, the emerald green peacock dances on the jade wall. Every time its wings flap, a stream of green light falls down towards the river, holding a child. They are about to leave, heading for the road of reincarnation. As the light stream continues to fall,
, the figures in the river also began to disappear one by one, with smiles on their faces, waving their hands in the direction of the two of them. They were grateful.
"They are just children. What can children do wrong?"
"Because adults are unclean, is it wrong for children to appear?"
"When ink drops dye the water in the vat, no one will speak for the original clear water in the vat, because people always dump it out together and attribute the black water to them."