As soon as the picture turned, the location changed to the Jinsi Nan Palace, and the people inside were all gorgeously dressed and majestic. The man at the head was only about twenty years old, and he still looked like a thin teenager. He sat upright on the dragon chair, and the rest of the people groveled, not daring to look at each other. Except for the ragged, unkempt child.

"He is the legendary flesh and bone fairy fetus who fell into the mortal world?"

His voice was hoarse and low, but mixed with a hint of uneven breath, his face was pale and haggard, and his eyes were confused.

"Yes, he is the sand oak who was born in Liusha Village, and the signs of auspiciousness from heaven have been fulfilled one by one, and it just so happens that this child is also six years old......"

The young man on the dragon chair showed excitement in his eyes, and he became emotional, and he couldn't help but take several breaths before he eased up.

"That plan can finally begin, and everything will be arranged according to the requirements of the national teacher."

Tang Sanqing looked at everything in front of her in shock, it was the sand oak, she had a gentle and sunny impression, and there was always a warm smile on the corner of her mouth, but the sand oak was not from the Wusi Tibetan country......

Tang Sanqing suddenly discovered that the appearance of the sand oak was after entering the palace of the Wusi Tibetan Kingdom, and before that, she had not seen the sand oak.

Gradually, their voices became quieter, and their figures became illusory, and the picture rippled like a lake, and the ripples expanded in circles and circles......

When Tang Sanqing's line of sight became clear again, the location in front of him changed into a chaotic and yellow river.

Lined by the river were rows of soldiers dressed in royal guard attire, led by the same man who had been sitting on the dragon chair.

It seemed that only a few days had passed, and he looked even more emaciated, his wide court clothes empty all over him, and he waved his hand, revealing a bony wrist.

In the next second, an official immediately stepped forward and stood aside respectfully.

"How's that kid?" The man's gaze was on the raging river, wave after wave hitting the beach, rolling up the yellow sand.

The people below reported that the boy was still alive underwater, and had grown gills that only sharks had and could breathe freely underwater. It's just that the people we sent can only observe from a distance in the shallow water, and once they get close to the center of the river, no matter how good the water is, they can't go ashore again......"

"Sand oak...... This name does not conform to the style of our royal family at all, and in the future, his name will be set as Sha Zhan, which is a container to carry disasters for our Wusi Tibetan country, and also a stand-in to ward off disasters and avoid disasters, and our country is finally going to prosper. The young man's face showed a greedy smile, and his pale face looked distorted and ugly.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty......"

Everyone knelt on the ground and said in unison.

Tang Sanqing silently looked at everything in front of him, his heart kept trembling, the sand oak was Sha Zhan......

The one who is as beautiful as the sun and always heals the people around him turned out to be Sha Zhan, the Sha Zhan she has always wanted to get close to, the Sha Zhan she has always wanted to submit.

At this moment, the young man who is enjoying the submission of Wanchen is the former emperor Wu Qinian, who died at the age of nineteen, as Sister Ya said.

It seemed that Sha Zhan's blood flowed into her eyes, making her see his past memories.

Why is everything different from what she imagined?

No, what did she imagine? Is Sha Zhan a person who is false and wrong, and who is inconsistent with what he seems?

From beginning to end, she had never seen the real Sha Zhan, everything was her guess, and she relied on guessing and imagining to compile a truth that she believed to be true.

But what is the real truth?

Tang Sanqing became more and more confused.

Her gaze was on the boiling surface of the river, wave after wave, splashing up to several meters high.

Suddenly, a bird passed by, was hit by the waves, and instantly sank to the bottom of the water, and disappeared, and its white feathers curled down on the surface of the water, and sank straight down.

This quicksand river is really the same as Zhu Yu said, 800 miles of quicksand realm, 3,000 weak water depth, in this quicksand river, nothing can float.

In such a river bottom, the sand oak was thus abandoned, imprisoned, and used...... Now he is just a six-year-old child, even if he is a flesh and bone fairy fetus who has fallen into the mortal world, can he be treated so cruelly?

Tang Sanqing couldn't imagine that she had been looking at the quicksand river, the space suddenly distorted, and after a dizziness, she was actually in the treacherous river water.

For the void, there was no difference between water and land, and when she looked up, there was a sparkling surface of the water, and looking at the sky from the water, it was so beautiful and mottled.

Looking down, there was a bottomless pitch black below, and Tang Sanqing suddenly found that there was not a single living thing in this endless river.

No aquatic plants, no fish, shrimp and crabs, no ......

In such a river, what will happen to the sand oak now?

She hurriedly searched everywhere, and suddenly found that although the waves on the river bank were terrifying, they were still safe, but there were countless whirlpools hidden everywhere in the river.

The whirlpool was like a black hole, suddenly appearing around her, and then disappearing silently, she didn't know where she would end up if she was stirred into the whirlpool.

How difficult it is to find a small child in the huge river, if you can see in the shallow water, then in the deep water it will be endless darkness.

Even more terrifying than the darkness was the fact that she noticed that many terrifying ghosts had appeared around her.

They howl, they cry, they laugh, they go crazy......

There are no forms, and there are all kinds of forms, some of which may be the souls of creatures that have been lost in the quicksand river for thousands of years, and some of which may be demons and evil things that have existed since ancient times.

She could see them, she could see their green fangs, hideous faces, ghostly spirits, and a hundred ghosts walking at night.

Sometimes they wander around aimlessly one by one, devouring each other, and sometimes they come in and out in groups, forming majestic waves, and the higher the wave hits, the more excited they become.

Tang Sanqing kept going downstream, and the further down she went, the denser the ghost's figure became, and her limbs trembled with timidity.

Every time a ghost passed by, she held her breath and was so scared that she almost fainted.

However, she couldn't give up, because he was a sand oak, and he was also a sand cha.

The further you sink, the cooler your heart becomes......

Eventually, surrounded by hundreds of ghosts, she finally saw the sand oak revealing a gray hem in it, swinging at the bottom of the river with the waves, swaying, like his fate of wandering.

When she was still six years old, she lived a life surrounded by people and had good food and clothing, while Sand Oak had to go through such a hellish life.

This is no longer the world, this is clearly the eighteenth layer of purgatory, what kind of hurtful things did this six-year-old child do in his past life and this life, so that he has to endure such treatment.

Tang Sanqing rushed into the encirclement, and when those ghosts passed through her body, they brought extreme cold and paralysis, and the indescribable nausea and pain almost annihilated her.

She is still like this, but what about the six-year-old sand oak?

Finally, she came to his side, Tang Sanqing covered her mouth, tears fell wantonly, she couldn't believe the scene in front of her.

It was a cold iron chain thicker than his thin arm, one end firmly wrapped around his slender body, and the other end wrapped around a huge iron lock engraved with intricate spell seals, almost half the size of an adult, and there were twelve such iron locks, each of which was scattered in the direction of the twelve stars.

This is just a child, not a vicious demon, why use such a phalanx to seal him at the bottom of the river.

The body of the sand oak was full of wounds, old and new, and his clothes were torn into wisps on his body. All over the body, there is not a single piece of skin that is the original appearance, it is obviously a delicate child, his skin is more wrinkled than the skin of the elderly, and he can't bear to look at it directly.

The more powerful ghost was sucking the blood that flowed from the wound of the sand oak, and the weaker ghost was sucked into his wound when he approached him, and disappeared.

But the expression of the sand oak will become more hideous, as if it is enduring great pain. Some cunning ghosts followed his seven orifices and burrowed into his body.

Wander around, take his mind, internal organs, limbs...... Stirred until the pain was unbearable.

The pain is so painful that you faint, but you will wake up again, and after waking up, endless torture will follow, and everything is like an endless cycle.

The meaning of everything is to torture him, he wants to die but can't die, he wants to live but there is no hope.

Tang Sanqing held back tears, watching him suffer like this, if there was an end to despair, the end of the end must be hope.

Quercus's eyes have no light from the moment he was abandoned, for his life has been nothing but darkness, and tomorrow will surely be more painful than today.

Tang Sanqing was always by his side, there was no difference between day and night here, because this place was both hell.

She went through the experience of being pierced, deboned, and skinned with him...... But she probably didn't bear even a tenth of his.

She once thought that the world was black and white, there was good and evil, cause and effect......

But where can everything be so clearly distinguished, Sha Zhan is the sand oak, is he black or white, good or evil, is it the cause or effect of everything?

Tang Sanqing had no way of knowing, she only knew that no one was born with such great suffering, even if they made a big mistake, Heaven should not have come down with such a divine punishment.

But can heaven make mistakes?

In this way, she couldn't remember how long she stayed, because the ghosts were always howling wildly around, a little bit of the possibility of human nature being here, they liked to strip away his reason like picking a tendon, but she never thought of leaving.

Tang Sanqing was empathizing with all this, until, at a certain moment......

"Are you a god? Are you here to take me away? ”

The sound of the sand oak came, the first time in the darkness that there was a sound other than a ghost. Because no matter how painful it was, he never let out a cry of pain. If the tongue is bitten off, it will grow back, and if the mouth is bitten, the wound will heal......

This was the first time Tang Sanqing had heard his voice, and it was harsh and hoarse than the sound of his fingernails scraping against the wall.

But she remembered that this sentence had been said by another person before.

The man's eyes were as dark and deep as the night, extremely beautiful, like the beauty of a beautiful flower blooming with its life before it was about to wither, and every minute and every second was burning with life.

The man, he said, had no name......

Tang Sanqing remembered that at that time, she replied like this: "How can there be no name? Everyone has a name, which represents a unique existence......"

Could Nameless be him?

The masked young man's desperate eyes were the same as those of the six-year-old child, their shadows seemed to overlap at this moment, and Tang Sanqing found that he seemed to be having a series of dreams since he entered the Wusi Tibetan Kingdom......