Chapter 612: Let things be the way they should be
The other five surviving villagers were about to react, and the second knife light flashed, and the five heads rolled to the ground with a gurgling grunt, and the bloody decapitated corpses fell to the ground.
Only Wu Po is still alive, no, except for Wu Po, there is also the woman with a sharp left hand and a very fast knife.
She was wearing a short and capable tiger skin skirt, her wheat skin looked dark under the purple clouds, and she held a short knife in her hand, and she was full of anger.
Everything seemed to have settled, and Wu Po sat on the ground, looking languid, without any expression of begging for mercy, as if waiting for the expected result, waiting for death.
"I didn't expect that it would be your ...... in the end" The cloudy eyeballs in the deep sunken eye sockets stared at Cang Yue deadly, Wu Po spat out another mouthful of blood and spit on the ground, Elder Long Jian's last blow had already shattered her internal organs, even if Cang Yue didn't make a move, her death was only a matter of time.
"You shouldn't have believed me that. Cang Yue said coldly, her eyes lit with anger. The sharp knife was unsheathed again, and there were three more blood marks on Wu Po's face, which were intertwined and complicated.
Wu Po's mouth was mixed with blood, and she let out a weird grin: "Yes, you really shouldn't believe it, you shouldn't believe it......"
"I've been waiting for twenty-four years, and I've finally waited for this opportunity, of course, thanks to Jiang Gongzi's help!" Cang Yue glanced back at him, both in his eyes and in his tone, as usual.
Only then did Wu Po realize: "It turns out that the two of you have already colluded. ”
Cang Yue looked at him: "It seems that you know more than I thought. ”
Jiang Chang'an said: "I heard from the people in the village that the reason why people have not been able to get the Misha Sea for generations is to protect the relics of the Great Emperor here for generations, but not long ago, an old thief told me that the entire Yanluo Village guarding here is not to protect the Great Emperor at all, but to be cursed by the Great Emperor. ”
Cangyue didn't refute, and quietly listened to him continue.
"How can the tribe that guards the Great Emperor be cursed by the Great Emperor instead?"
Jiang Changan asked and answered himself, and his tone was cold: "There is only one answer, that is, thousands of years ago, the group of tribes that really guarded the relics of the Great Emperor were slaughtered by a group of greedy foreigners, and the ancient buildings and ancient houses were burned, but just as these invaders were about to leave, they found that they had been cursed, and they cursed these invaders to live forever and never take a step in the sea of Misha." The invaders had no choice but to come back and build new houses and new villages. ”
This would also explain why, with the exception of the towers, there are no traces of tens of thousands of years of age in all the houses, only 3,000 years at most. Because this place has long been occupied by doves, and the pure and unadulterated holy land has been slaughtered and burned by the filthy hearts of the people. Once it might have been the most beautiful hideaway in the world, but now all that's left is disgusting ugliness!"
"But those invaders didn't expect that there were still descendants of survivors hidden in Yanluo Village, and they had been waiting for an opportunity for generations, a chance for revenge. Jiang Changan looked at Cangyue with pity, and at this time he suddenly realized that she said the word 'roll' coldly outside Misha, because she didn't want more innocent people to get involved in this pool of mud.
Unexpectedly, Cangyue suddenly laughed, this was the first time she laughed, although her voice was still cold: "Gongzi Jiang, you are wrong." ”
"Wrong?"
Cangyue said: "Thousands of years ago, even if there were survivors, it would not be possible to continue to this day, I am not here for revenge. ”
"Not for revenge, what else can make you ......" Jiang Changan's voice paused, and he was so surprised that he re-examined her face, and he actually noticed a strange look on this face that he hadn't seen before.
Yes, even if there are a few survivors for thousands of years, it is not easy to survive in a den of thieves like Yanluo Village, and it is impossible to reproduce and continue. She's not here for revenge! She wants it, it's just a pure land, a pure land without killing blood.
The 'want Yanluo Village' that she said before did not refer to the supreme power, but to cleanse and remove all the dirt and miscellaneous fish, eradicate these uneasy, ugly, and dirty ones one by one, and return a clean world.
Cangyue's heart is still unwavering, she has long lost count of how many people she has killed, how many times in the dark night she has been lonely and sleepless with her fingers to check people's lives, sniff and kill, tired and sleep, how many times she has woken up in her sleep and heard screams and wails outside the window, killing people and goods, piling up mountains of bones, she hates and hates all this, but she is obedient again and again, all she can do is obedience?
Over time, I don't know when it began, there was always a voice in my heart that repeatedly instigated and summoned:
- I just wanted things to be the way they should be.
The yellow sand is rolling, the sunset is lonely, not for deep hatred, entanglement of desires, I just want things to be the way they should be.
Wu Po seemed to understand her intentions, and suddenly let out a fierce burst of laughter, and suddenly, I saw the golden nail life book hidden in the sleeve robe pass directly through the heart, poof, muffled, and screamed straight towards Xiao Han!
Sudden mutation!
Cangyue was shocked, her hand raised her knife and fell, and Wu Po's smiling head rolled down, and the old witch finally died no longer dead.
Although Wu Po died, the golden nail life-taking book did not stop, and a crimson demonic red glow bloomed in the air, and it was hot and expanded-
With a bang, the blazing golden nails burst apart and split into hundreds of slender bee needles!
Rainstorm Rika's bee needles are faster than her knives.
Jiang Chang'an pulled Long Ling's rapid retreat, and only survived, but the nearest Cangyue was not so lucky, and the quick knife cloak cut off hundreds of golden needles like a mess, but there were still a few nails in the chest, and the face was like gold paper in an instant, and after half a cup of tea, it was already dying, dying.
"Do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?" Jiang Changan stepped forward and gently helped her up and asked.
Cangyue looked at the scene outside Yanluo Village, what was beyond the sea of Misha? She didn't know, she heard that there were high-walled cities, ancient alleys, opera troupes that sang for three days and three nights, and there were all kinds of festivals and all kinds of people, she wanted to know.
The coldness in her eyes disappeared suddenly, and she smiled sadly: "Jiang Gongzi, have you seen the sea? It's a real sea, not a dry sea of yellow sand, last time I heard the disciple of Dao Nan Academy come to change the medicine said that there is a sea formed by the convergence of river water in the world, a real sea, there is a sea breeze on it, and there are seagulls in the wind, I really want to see it with my own eyes, touch it, is it the same as ordinary water?"
"I see. ”
The blue light in Jiang Changan's left eye shot directly into her eyes, Cangyue's face was blank for a while and then suddenly a little smile rose, she saw the things she dreamed of in this life, the streets were busy, you pushed me, and saw the boundless sea water, clear and blue, the water and the sky are the same color, these things that can be seen everywhere in the eyes of ordinary people and are not cherished, are out of reach in her eyes, gradually, she closed her eyes deeply, and the corners of her mouth were smiling.
Jiang Chang'an felt melancholy in her heart, for Cangyue, death, is it a good thing or a bad thing? She missed the beautiful prosperous floating world, but she also avoided the ugly people's hearts, which is right? Which is wrong? For the first time, Jiang Changan felt deeply confused when faced with a simple question.
Sometimes we want something not because it's good, it's just because we just want it, that's all.
At this time, Dan heard a cry of fear behind him: "Sister Cangyue is dead...... "
"Wu Duomu?" Jiang Changan looked at the little girl who was carefully hiding behind a broken wall, and observed the environmental situation with his eyes smartly, and only poked his head out to call after he was sure that he was completely safe.
"Brother Jiang. Wu Duomu put his hands behind his back, two black braids jumped, jumped to his side in three steps and two steps, couldn't bear to glance at Wu Po's corpse, and then looked at Cang Yue, his eyes were red, and he looked up at him again: "Big brother, can Wu Duomu ask you for one thing?"
Jiang Changan smiled: "Say, maybe Big Brother Jiang can really do it?"
Her expression hesitated: "Big brother, can you let go of Granny Wu, I will bury my mother-in-law, she ...... She's nice to us, not a bad person, really not a bad person......"
A strange smile floated on the corner of Jiang Changan's mouth: "Wu Duomu, there are many kinds of bad people in this world, and some of them can't be seen on the surface at all. ”