Zhao Ge: 49. Yanmen Tian Cry

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In the darkness, the fire was splashing, and the rubble was flying. Jun Wanbai held a long sword in one hand and erected the sword. A faint light mask came out of the sword, covering herself and Ye Qiusheng behind her. live.

The ground vibrated, and rocks fell down.

Li Bansan went all out to split the closed underpass with a knife, and a little light leaked in. A group of four rushed out from the ground.

Rumble–

After Baili rushed out, the underpass was completely destroyed. Those messy things underground are buried in the darkness along with countless mysteries and secret passages. Vaguely, the ears of the four people seemed to be echoing the rustling sounds of the ghosts in the underground bronze rim.

Looking back at this time, I felt extremely desolate.

Li Xin inserted the knife into the ground and knelt down. He gasped for breath, and the blood on his arms flowed down the handle of the knife and dripped onto the ground in front of the spirit star idol.

After their tossing in the ground, this little Lingxing Temple was still intact—the only thing that was destroyed was the altar that was smashed by Li Xin. The wooden statue of the Lingxing Temple stood intact behind the altar. Li Xin half kneeled on the ground, raising his head to see the statue.

This simple sword skill, faded lacquer of the secular idol at this time gives people a solemn and solemn feeling for no reason.

Jun Wanbai threw Ye Qiusheng to the ground and handed the long sword. The cold-stained blade directly touched Ye Qiusheng’s throat: “Okay, okay, now that the matter has been resolved, this fellow Should I deal with it?”

Ye Qiusheng “hissed” in a cold breath, and grinned: “Auntie, don’t you need to turn your face so quickly? Tai Shang Jiu Xuan has always been good friends, don’t look at the face of the monk and see the face of the Buddha to spare me ?”

Jun Wanbai sneered and stepped heavily on Ye Qiusheng’s right wrist.

He said begging for mercy, but the ancient blade in this guy’s hand was faintly glowing—when others didn’t see his small movements?

Jun Wanbai looked at Bailishu.

Bai Li glanced faintly at Ye Qiusheng, who was already a little disintegrated: “Bring it, and go back first.”

The foot on the wrist was moved away, and the cold sword on the throat was also moved away. Ye Qiusheng felt that he was being pulled from the ground by Jun Wanbai: “Auntie, I want to put the coffin on the coffin and call out before the execution. I will give you a chance to distinguish.”

After that, before Jun Wanbai could answer, he fainted completely with his head tilted.

Jun Wanbai took a look at his veins and found that this guy’s injuries were extremely serious. According to his injuries, he should have passed out in a coma in the bronze soil. But this guy can still talk nonsense on the mysterious iron chain as always, even holding them until they escape from the secret tunnel.

“Don’t worry, you will be severely tortured to extract a confession, and you will not be less than one.”

Jun Wanbai snorted and dragged Ye Qiusheng, who was unconscious, to the outside of the Xingling Temple.

Ye Qiusheng’s knife hung on the ground, and the tip of the ancient blade made a long trace on the ground.

——Even though he passed out in a coma, this guy still holds the knife firmly. It was a bit funny to say, he was obviously a self-proclaimed scholar, and in the end he held the knife harder than anyone else.

Before they left the Lingxing Temple, they heard the sound of crackling rain. I don’t know when, it started to rain heavily.

The heavy rain is pouring down, washing the ground. Li Xin stretched out his hand to let the cold rain wash off the blood on his arm. Jun Wanbai propped up the aura and shielded herself and Ye Qiusheng from the heavy rain. After a desperate escape, the situation of the four of them was not much better. They were silent and walked towards Guomen under the rain.

In the pouring rain, the scenery became blurred, and only a dark shadow remained at the gate, standing on the ground, like an ancient beast opened its huge mouth.

Bailishu walked at the back, slower than the others.

When Jun Wanbai looked back at him, the rain fell from the sky on his white robe. The white robe was covered with a faint gleam. The rain washed in vain, but could not get him wet. He carried the golden longbow, the longbow retained the temperature of the golden crow phantom, and when the rain fell on the bow body, it evaporated into a white mist.

He was like a sword, splitting the heavy rain curtain.

Under the hood, the man raised his head slightly, also watching the rain.

Jun Wanbai suddenly wanted to ask him what he was thinking.

Perhaps the rain is too heavy right now, like the sky is trying its best to wash the muddy world, and the group of them suddenly seemed extremely small in the rain. Or maybe it was because the rain was too cold, and the golden crow in Bailishu’s hand was still radiating warmth. So that Jun Wanbai felt that Bailishu was a little hotter than usual.

So she asked.

Jun Wanbai actually didn’t expect to get an answer, but Bai Lishu stopped and looked at her.

“Look.”

He motioned to Jun Wanbai to look up.

Rain fell from the sky with the momentum of washing the world, but there were no clouds in the sky. The dark clouds they had seen before disappeared completely. The rain seemed to fall directly from the sky.

“Without clouds and rain, the sky is weeping.”

Jun Wanbai heard Bai Lishu say softly.

The “Night Sailing Ship” written by the old man Tao’an, the ancient sword, said: Tianming, the sound is like grinding, there is no cloud and rain. The invisible sound is called the demon drum; the cloudless rain is called the sky weeping.

This is the cry of heaven.

Bailishu repeated it again, in a very soft voice.

Jun Wanbai looked at him, and suddenly felt that in those eyes that seemed to be sealed with ice, there were endless thoughts under the ice that others did not know.

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The movement under the Lingxing Temple was too loud, and Yanmen County itself was also affected. Several underground vibrations spread to the ground. The city wall near the southeast of Waiguo in Yanmen County collapsed for a long period of time and many houses collapsed. Coupled with the sudden heavy rain, the situation is even worse.

The Yanmen County guard who had already slept had to command the city soldiers overnight, and there were still many houses that had not been dug up until dawn.

The corpses are laid out along the roots of the city wall, because they are afraid of causing disease, these corpses will be gathered and burned. The soldiers held their swords and guarded them, blocking those who wanted to claim the bodies.

The county guard of Yanmen County was personally ordered by the emperor of the Chen Dynasty.

The young county guard who was in his early twenties was still wearing thin regular clothes, his face turned blue with cold. He stood on the intact city wall and looked down. The houses along the city wall were crushed by the collapsed city wall. I am afraid that none of the people in the room will survive.

The trickier part is the field outside the city.

The most fertile piece of land on the back of Guo Qiang was submerged for a large part by the torrent of mud and rocks that fell from the mountain, and many of the spiritual plants planted on the land were also destroyed.

The young county guard’s face was not very good upon hearing the report from the servant who had completed the investigation.

When the Chen Dynasty established the country, he was helped by the Jiuxuanmen. Chen Gaozu personally donated some of the land of the Chen Dynasty to the Jiuxuanmen as an example of the Jiuxuanmen. In fact, there are not many good land in Yanmen County, and one-third of it is the regular land of Jiuxuan Division.

Besides, according to practice, Yanmen County needs to pay a certain amount of tribute to the Jiu Xuan Fenmen standing here every year, and part of the tribute is a fixed amount of Lingzhi.

Now that the earthquake and heavy rain have destroyed the spiritual vegetation that is about to be harvested, this year’s tribute may not be completed.

“My lord, take a break.” The old servant who followed the county guard was full of yellow mud on his boots and persuaded, “This earth dragon turns over. It is the destiny. We mortals can’t help it!”

“The earth dragon turned over?”

The young county guard looked at the destroyed farmland and suddenly gave a cold smile. He has been standing in the middle of the night until today, with a faint frost on his hair. Hearing the words of the old servant, his hand holding the city edge suddenly clenched, and his joints were all white.

For a moment, he released his hand: “The spiritual vegetation is destroyed, ready to go, I will go to see Elder Jiuxuan.”