Chapter 237： [Dragon Blood Mountain] Shenmu

Unlike the peach blossoms, this time he is no longer involved. He is just a bystander. Anyone in the memory can’t see him. He walks to the cavalry. He looks down and looks at the crying cry. juvenile.

A blue vein in the skull is constantly twitching and beating.

He felt the chill of the bones and the chicken skin picked up.

Seeing this scene again, he was very clear about the role that the boy played in Linan’s horror. He sold the Taishou Gongzi Chu, and revived his father’s death, and he don’t hesitate to donate the entire city.

"Xiaoman, people can't resurrect, you don't feel too sad, here can't stay for a long time, let's go back soon."

"No... No... I don't go anywhere, I want Auntie... He, he is looking for food for me, so I will die, I am sorry for him, hehe! Hey!"

The ink burned and stared at the boy.

Who is this guy?

Is it a father who is guilty? or……

His eyes fell on Xiaoman's left hand, and at the mouth of his left hand, there was a black scorpion of rice grain size.

He suddenly thought of the hand of the master of guilty crimes, and this position, exactly the same place, there is such a flaw, not too bad.

The smoldering was horrified.

At this time, the sound of the distant voice slowly sounded.

"I was born in Lin'an at an early age. Without parents, I was adopted by a groom from the Taishou government. At the age of fourteen, the ghost world was cracked, Linan suffered, and there was no rice and no food at home. I was hungry and difficult to take care of. I went out to eat in the city and I didn't come back in the evening."

Frightened and screaming -

Is it really a little full of two hundred years ago? !

I was guilty of sin: "When I am out of town, when I find him, he has been killed by evil spirits, his belly is overflowing, his eyes are hollowed out by the crows. That scene, I will never forget this life."

In the ink-burning ears, he followed the Xiaoman into the city. When Lin’an was in the midst of a **** storm, the ghost king wanted to marry the people. He has seen these things once again, and once again, he still feels miserable and sad, and his heart is sinister.

He saw the night of the incident, and he was begging all the way. He asked everyone not to disarm his father. He asked the housekeeper to let him wait until Chu to return to see if he could leave his father a whole body.

"I beg you, wait a second, and then the son will come back. I must look at his body. If the body is dead, I will stop and ask you..."

"You can't stop the corpse, you need to be clear!"

"No! Don't tear him apart, please don't tear him apart..."

The torrential rain lingered, and the small man couldn’t help but slammed his head. The cockroach’s face was full of blood, but he still couldn’t stop it. His father’s body was still violently pulled out of his arms and was dragged to the house by the management of the shoufu government. In addition, they surrounded the corpse that could change at any time.

Xiaoman’s gaze was blocked. After a while, he saw blood flowing out of the crowd’s feet and was instantly washed away by the heavy rain into a faint pink.

"I was selfish at the time, I only felt disheartened and full of resentment against everyone, so I renegade Linan and recommend myself as a ghost king. I want to retaliate against them."

With his self-report, the ink burned once again the picture that once shocked him.

The mother ate the child's stomach.

The city people betrayed their heroes.

On the stone steps in front of the Chenghuang Temple, Chu Yu went to the mud and cried.

He saw that the mob escorted Chu Yu to the temple, as if he was eating rot, and the black scorpion was surrounded by a group. In order to survive and survive, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his life.

He saw that Chu Yu took out his heart and the nucleus and handed it to the hands of the sporadic people who were crying for him, let them leave here as soon as possible, and stop staying...

Some of these, Xiaoman are also in the eye.

"Later, I went to the ghost world. When I was alone, I would think of the horror of Chu Gongzi at that time, thinking of his heart, thinking of his past...waiting for us. Every time I think about it, I am I feel more and more difficult, I am more and more unable to escape the inner condemnation."

I was guilty of crimes.

His voice became extremely painful.

"I am a traitor."

There is no such thing as a burning heart.

Good and evil sometimes only between one thought, and some people have regretted the moment when they fell, but what about it?

There is no way to retreat.

"After a while, I heard that the soul of Chu Yu was put into the government. He was a good man. Although he did not reach the peak, he could not be corpse into a fairy, but he was also enough to stand in the reincarnation. He was rich and glory in the afterlife, and he finally enjoyed his life, but he did not go. He The child, his wife, because of the catastrophe that year, the soul is confused, and it is divided, he went to the place of the pleading, willing to use his own three Fulu, in exchange for his wife and children free. But the end result is not so smooth."

The smoldering saw that he was running around in the ghost world. He was always shy and confused because he was ashamed and difficult to face. He tried to pull the ghosts and ghosts and asked: "That What about your wife and children? What did you say in the end? Can you find a way to piece together their souls and let them re-enter the reincarnation?"

"Can you think of a solution? Please."

"I want you to help Chu Yuzi to think of a way, you can negotiate what kind of price you can pay..."

There was a ghost who laughed at him and said: "I have heard about your glorious deeds. I didn't help you with the Nine Kings. I killed the Chuxi family. How did you get to the land, you suddenly turned the temper, you are afraid of Chu Got a ghost, come and settle with you?"

The ink burned behind the guilty, watching him ask a lot of people and married a lot of people. Maybe it shouldn't be called, it should be called a ghost. But in many cases, the nature of people and ghosts is actually the same.

As Chu Yuning said, the soul may change character, change hobbies, change temperament, but the essence will never change because of the cycle of life and death.

I was guilty of inquiring about the reincarnation of my wife and children, and I was quickly known by the Nine Kings.

At that time, the Nine Kings and Chu Yu played against each other and ruined one eye. They had already hated the birth of Chu, and heard the little man full of their hands. They were full of help and the old master secretly asked the law of reincarnation, and they were furious.

He took back the token of freedom to return to the ghost world, took him back to the world, and took away the eternal life of the ghost as a ghost.

"Go back to the sun, when all the gas in your body dissipates, you will die. After death, you will never be infernal, and your soul will not be super-born." The nine kings used the only eye that could still be used, and Sensen stared. I am guilty, "This is the price for you to work for the old master."

The darkness of the land has disappeared.

The smoldering sound of the rain is the spring, the rain is like a crisp, moist and green sprouts.

He saw that he was guilty of sin and walked in the spring rain.

"I have returned to the world. At this time, the world has passed for a hundred years. Although the ghost king took my token, but the residual yin in my body can make me return to the ghost world when the child is full of yin, but After staying for a long time, the loss is great. I am actually... I am still very afraid of death, so I don’t dare to stay in the ghost world for a long time. Only when I need some clues, some of them will sneak back into the underworld."

The ink burns his low self-report, looks at the front of the stick, and swears in the bamboo forest, the winter plum lies in the snow, Xiahe listens to the rain, he walks alone, from Wan Muchunsheng, to the frost Lin dyed through.

Hemp shoes broke through a pair of pairs.

I am looking for a sin, looking for it, hoping to get a one-and-a-half-point record, and give the pair of mothers who have been ruined by him a chance to reincarnate.

I am guilty: "That is also my chance to redeem a little sin."

Others may feel nothing, just think that it is ridiculous to sin, but you can hear it here, but your eyes are wet.

Atonement.

Everyone who commits a mistake and wants to repent is as thirsty as a fish, eager for atonement.

He is like this, and so is the crime.

They are not good people, they have dripping blood on their hands, and their heads are broken heads.

How to redeem.

With the hand that once killed people, returning to life in the merit pool, can sin be written off? He hopes that the world's good and evil, the cause and effect of blessings, can be as simple as this.

But he knows not.

"I have been in the world for nearly a hundred years." He sighed with sorrow. "This hundred years, the victims will help, and the hardships will be saved. I know that it is useless to do so, no matter how many good virtues, I After death, I will still be purgatory and suffer from suffering. But I just want to make my heart feel better. I just thought that if the son is still in the world, he must... worry about people, but harder?"

How many past events have passed by in the past 100 years.

He saw the orphans carrying the blind eyes walking in the mountains and seeing him helping the work in the fields. He saw that he was guilty of sewing the old clothes under a solitary lamp, but donated the money for the repair. A village destroyed by evil.

"Chu Gongzi, there has been no reincarnation. I later picked a branch to the splendid sea otter, thinking that this is his favorite flower with his wife, I was dizzy, and took the courage to go to the ghost world to see him once, the result is Needless to say, he turned me out of the door and made me unable to come again in the future."

On the screen is a sin between the ghosts of the lanes, the clear back.

At this time, his back is hidden.

"I didn't dare to bother him, and he never appeared in front of him, but the bunch of sea otters, he did not discard. I think he may still like this human thing, he can't see it in the land, I will pick it up. Give it to him. I hope that his hate for me can be less, even if it is a little bit better."

"Afterwards, I heard that Mrs. Chu’s soul can be restored. It only takes time, but the three souls and seven scorpions of Xiaogongzi have been crushed. It is feared that the poor blues will fall to Huangquan, and in the future, there will be no more. After knowing this news, I was even more difficult and remorseful - until one day, I got one thing."

Moonlight spring mountain, smoke on the river.

Sitting in the cabin, the fishery in the stars reflected in the river, and also reflected the objects in his hands.

The ink burned and walked over. He sat down next to the crime, and he was close, and found it was a piece of wood. The wood grows strange. Other branches of trees have rough bark and fine lines, but it does not.

It is only one palm, the bark is smooth and delicate, and it has a faint luster. Even in the illusion, the ink burns as if it feels that the piece of wood seems to be flowing with a fragrance.

"Yan Di Shen Mu."

"!"

The ink burned his eyes wide open, and he looked incredulously at the broken branch of the brilliance.

This is... Yan Di Shen Mu? !

Legend has it that in the extremes of the East China Sea, where no one has arrived, the kind of sacred tree that grows for thousands of years? The ink burned the two worlds and walked the rivers and lakes for many years. How could you not know the legend of Yandi Shenmu?

Can live dead human bones.

Can be tempered into a weapon that is stronger than Shenwu.

It can even help the mortal to fly, and directly escape the suffering of the reincarnation.

It is obvious that guilty is also aware of these rumors. He whispered: "There is a spirit, a spiritual nucleus, and it can be ascended into a fairy.... I will never have to be cursed by purgatory. From then on, I can be free."

The smoldering slammed the rumors about sin.

Fang said that he refused the invitation of the heavens and has since stayed in the world.

Is the truth actually that he failed to refine the Yan Di Shen Mu, failed?

"I am really... I really want to use this Shenmu for my own use. For a while, I even thought that this is God's will. It is God who pity me, forgive me, don't want me to fall into hell, so I only It will make this Shenmu come to me because of chance."

In the cabin, he was guilty of the sacred wood, his eyes flashed with eagerness and confusion, and his expression was as contradictory as the echoing voice of the ear.

"But I have read it in a volume of ancient books. The Yandi Shenmu and the Nuwa's remains are the same. With this Shenmu, you can create a living person."