Chapter Ninety-Seven: Streams and Mountains Through the Ages, Flowing Together (I)

10° north-west, flying along the line to keep the magnetic needle steady, three hours later Mo Ye arrived at the plateau snowy region.

Due to the jet lag, the snowy morning has just begun.

"It's a real deal. ”

From a high altitude overlooking the undulating mountains of black and white, Mo Ye used a very inaccurate word to describe everything he saw.

There are no horses here, the mountains and rivers are uneven, and the flowing water flows into a large river, which is inexplicably red.

The red light is in the sky, the blood is on the ground, and the heavy smell of rust spreads between the sky and the earth.

Mo Ye slowly fell, and he looked at this side of the land with a serious expression.

"Show up!"

Standing by the river, Mo Xie took a deep breath and suppressed his throat and let out a low roar like a bronze bell.

"Hmmm. ”

The sound of the wind is also ripples, and visible ripples are made on the surface of the river.

The ripples are swept over, the objects are slightly wrinkled, and the strokes are drawn.

One corpse after another, enchanted with invisibility, appeared on the surface of the river, and unknown insects rose and fell in the rusty blood, some dead without blinking, but many more had their eyes and organs stripped of them.

A river of dead corpses, there are no less than 300 corpses that can be counted within the reach of Mo Xie's eyesight, and when you look at it, it is not that the corpses are thrown into the river, but the dirty blood that flows out of the corpses is the birth of the river.

"Why kill?"

The waves were crossing, and the corpses were piled up in the river, and there were even more piles on the land, and even Mo Xie was standing on the back of a corpse at this moment.

The carcasses included cattle, sheep, livestock, and humans.

It's the first light of day, but I haven't heard the rooster crow, not because the rooster doesn't crow, but because the rooster can't crow.

In the pile of corpses, the corpse of a rooster lies at the top, the once bright red cockscomb has strangely become pitch black, and the head and neck, which have been stabbed and only a trace of flesh and skin, exposes the internal trachea and blood vessels, and the wind rises, blowing its feathers unkempt, and the piercing wound from the abdomen and the knife edge on the neck become musical instruments, singing with the wind.

"Woo. ”

No one can classify its sound as a rooster crow, no one can, and no one needs it.

Mo Ye looked at the rooster, and the rooster also looked at Mo Ye, and its eyes were completely gray.

Zombie.

Under Mo Ye's gaze, the rooster that had long since died and drained all its blood moved, and thin black threads emerged from the wounds on its body to re-stitch its broken body together, and an unspeakable force replaced blood and internal organs to refill its empty interior.

It stood up, tilted its head, pieces of feathers furious, and looked at Mo Xie's fierce eyes.

"Goo!"

Mo Xie only allowed it to cry half a sound, and then blasted it into crumbs with his sword qi, and casually set a fire to light the many dead who were awakened with its half-chicken cry.

"The blood sacrifice of the living souls, forcibly take the red sky. It seems that a group of scumbags did it. ”

By the river, not far from where Mo Xie landed, a pile of blood-stained rubble was scattered regularly, and Mo Xie could vaguely identify the appearance of the former obelisk.

Where is the sword?

The rooster was the first corpse in the corpse pile, and it was inferred that it should not be long after the end of the blood sacrifice, and Mo Xie took out the Chixiao Sword and threw it to get the indication of 10 degrees north and west.

Plunging, the sky, throwing into the sea of clouds, the sun shines on the snow-capped mountains, and the golden light shines, a peaceful atmosphere.

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"Well done. ”

In the dimly lit dungeon, His Holiness sat cross-legged on a futon, and on the ground around him was depicted Yin and Yang Bagua with him as the center, and the nine fragments of Chixiao were suspended one by one corresponding to the Bagua and Yin Eye. At this moment, His Holiness listened to the chief's report with his eyes closed, and at the end, he slightly praised the chiefs who had been angry recently, as a sign of appeasement.

"This is what subordinates should do. The chief fell to his knees and was calm in the face of His Holiness's rare compliment.

It's just a sign, and anyone can do it as a puppet, but if you want to say that you can do it without joy and anger, I'm afraid even he will think it's a lie.

"The signing of this treaty can buy us at least a month, although there is still a huge gap from the standard '7749 days', but the production time as a one-time item is enough. The Venerable said to himself, the yin and yang gossip built around him flickering and flickering, like a creature breathing, "I can't leave this palace during this period, and the outside affairs are all left to you." ”

"Yes. ”

The chief kowtowed and withdrew.

Outside the underground palace, there were already people from the four families of Zhou, Wu, and Zheng Wang, and this group of people surrounded Zhou Xian as the leader.

"How?"

Zhou Xian took the hand of the chief like a prisoner and bowed down to serve.

"His Holiness is refining the Sacrifice Array, and he has no time to clone himself, so let me act cheaply. ”

Having gained authority, the chief did not see any joy on his face, even though this was the ultimate goal he wanted to achieve for many years as a cow and a horse.

He wants authority, but what he wants is the authority that can command the Celestial Dynasty in its heyday, not the chicken ribs that can only command the destruction of rivers and mountains right now.

"This national disaster, my Zhou, Wu, Zheng and Wang four families have raised the elite of the whole clan into Beijing, since the Venerable has handed over all the state affairs to the head and chief, I don't know if the head and chief are willing to go to the state guesthouse to talk to the children of my four clans?"

Zhou Xiandao.

"Qing and the other four are really the pillars of the country, and now that the wind and rain are shaking, what else do you want to do?

The chief smiled bitterly and rose to the ground with the others, and half an hour later they arrived at the state guesthouse.

"What did you say? Permanent Residency Certificate? Did you really get it? Can I use this certificate as well?"

The delicacies of Zhongshan in the State Guesthouse were piled up on a table, and a conversation between the staggered ones made the chief lose the cup in his hand.

In the past, the Zhao family dominated the country and thought very highly of itself, and they always disdained the business of trading with foreigners, and it was also thanks to this that the Wu and Zheng families developed countless overseas trade routes. With these paths, why can't you get a foothold abroad?"

Zhou Xianyan quickly caught the chief's cup, and pushed the two heads of the two heads, one old and one young, in front of the chief.

"My Wu family is willing to be the leader, long-term dog and horse labor!"

"My Zheng family is willing to be the leader, long-term dog and horse labor!"

The two of them promised together and swore an oath.

"What do you want?"

There is no such thing as a free lunch, and the chief knows that these people in front of him must have something to ask for him.

"Chief, in fact, we don't have any excessive requirements, it's just that the spirit stones and monks delineated in the treaty are only half of the ones that can be sent to foreigners. Among them, the spirit stone was made together by the four of us, and the monks were selected from the sinners of the four families of Zhao Qian, Sun and Li. But even if we have hollowed out the four families of our family and the qualified monks of Zhao Qiansun and Li are arrested, it will still not be enough to cope with the remainder, not to mention that the foreigners will definitely not sign a treaty with us only once, and I believe that they will soon find a new reason to force us to sign another treaty. ”

Zhou Xiandao.