Chapter 40: Hong Yi's Memories

In the haze, he returned to that familiar era, seeing himself in prison, screams kept ringing in his ears, and one by one the jailers who blocked him fell in front of him.

Finally seeing his master, he slashed the shackles on the wooden door.

"Master, come with me."

"Under the whole world, it is not the king's land. On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister. Even if I go, where will I go? Hong Yi, let these poor people go, they are just doing what they are told. ”

"If you don't leave, it's too late, this faint lord is going to kill you."

"The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die. My life and death don't matter anymore, and now it's time for you to face this society alone. ”

He saw his master's calm expression, but for the first time he felt pain, and he blinked his eyelids vigorously, but he could not shed tears of sadness like a human being.

"Don't be sad, you'll become a normal person after all." The master said gently: "Remember, in the mausoleum I designed for the king, there is a tiger-headed Fang Zun, you can peel off the bronze on the outside, you can get the spell of the ghoul resurrection technique, it can make you completely get the human body." ”

The picture switched silently, and he saw that he came to the unfinished tomb of King Zhou Mu and found the tiger's head Fang Zun.

But he didn't leave, because he hated King Zhou Mu who killed his master, so he wanted to destroy this tomb, and he wanted King Zhou Mu to die and not rest in peace!

"Stop, you wicked, you dare to do such a rebellious thing!" A majestic voice came, and it was the wizard guarding the mausoleum who stopped him.

Kill, kill, kill!

He killed the sorcerer, and he also killed the guards who rushed to the tomb when he heard the news. He killed all those who stood in his way, but he used up all his energy and passed out in the tomb.

The tomb collapsed and razed to the ground. Such an ominous thing happened that King Zhou Mu had to choose a new cemetery, and he was buried deep in the ground, as if forgotten by the world.

Many years later, a reckless tomb robber emerged from his long slumber by burrowing into the ruined tomb.

"Hell!" The panicked tomb robbers saw the sudden appearance of the black shadow, and before they could escape, their necks were choked.

"What is this place and who am I?" In the darkness, he was dazed and helpless, and his mind felt blank. From the jade pendant that had just been stolen from him in the hands of the tomb robbers, he recognized the two familiar words engraved on the pendant.

"Yanshi!" He finally remembered who he was, "Yes, I'm Yanshi, I'm alive again!" ”

The jade pendant slid from between his fingers in his hand as he slid into crumbs, and he walked towards the world beyond the tomb without hesitation.

But when he left the tomb, he found that the world had long since changed, and it was no longer familiar to him.

"Is the faint king dead early? What does he look like? I really can't remember, I was so sleepy, I didn't want to do that, now that I'm waking up again, let's find some new fun! ”

At that time, there was an outbreak of plague in the world, and healthy people could be infected by contact with a sick person. As a result, the plague spread rapidly, killing tens of thousands of people, and littering the roads with corpses that had not had time to be buried.

Only his physique was different from ordinary people, and he was not affected by the plague in the slightest. He didn't use his superb medical skills to treat the sick, but just silently watched these poor people struggle to die in agony in front of them.

He vaguely remembered that his heart had been open to someone, but with the innocent death of that person, the little glimmer of hope that remained in his heart was completely shattered by the king who gave cold orders.

No matter how fierce the plague is, there will be a day when the city comes back to life, and he suddenly gets tired of it and is ready to retire to the countryside to live a peaceful life.

But God destined him not to live peacefully, and at that time, he met a priest named Fei Changfang, who insisted that he was a demon.

Enraged, he wanted to kill the alchemist, but this abominable alchemist's spell was so amazing that he actually beat himself to serious injury. In order to survive, he returned to the ancient tomb again and entered an eternal sleep, only in this way could he completely heal his wounds.

In order to prevent Fei Changfang from harassing him, he made dolls of the Zhou Dynasty warriors who were killed by him. In this way, when they are sleeping, they are like loyal guards protecting the tomb from invading.

He slept forever until a new tomb robber came to the tomb and accidentally woke him from his slumber

In this way, he was awakened by others, and then he continued to kill, and then he fell asleep again, and so on until the last time, when he was awakened by a new tomb robber, he decided not to sleep again.

It wasn't just because his injuries had healed, but more importantly, because he remembered that he was going to get the legendary forbidden curse ghoul resurrection.

He vaguely remembered that someone had told him that the forbidden spell was hidden in a tiger-headed Fang Venerable, but where this bronze was, he didn't know, maybe it was because he had slept for too long and couldn't remember anything in his head, right?

But in any case, it was time for him to return to the world, and those who wanted him to die died before him, and their bones rotted into dirt, and he was still alive. What made him even more excited was that in the days of eternal sleep, his cultivation was silently enhanced, and no one in the world was his opponent, right?

At night, when he had just come out of the ancient tomb, he saw two familiar figures, and listening to their conversation, he finally remembered those dusty pasts.

This old man and young man are the people who suddenly broke into his house in the Zhou Dynasty, and their names are ringing in their minds very clearly at this moment. The past was vivid, and he even remembered that these two guys had mysteriously disappeared into the ancient mirror he had made.

Why are they here, have they lived for thousands of years like me?

Just as he was shocked in his heart, a mysterious voice floated from afar: "Leave these two people who have traveled through time and space, follow me." ”

"Who, who's talking to me?"

"Follow me." The voice was full of temptation, and he couldn't help but fly to the place where the voice appeared.

Following the guidance of the voice, he came to a cave, and saw that the stone walls at the entrance of the cave were full of spells written on them that ordinary people could not see, but they had been destroyed by man, and they could no longer exert their due power.

He walked towards the cave, flanked by smooth stone walls, with nothing superfluous and no real danger.

It was only when he walked to the deepest part of the cave that he saw that there were seven quaint desks inside, placed on the ground in the direction of the Southern Dipper, and the table in the middle was in the position of the crape myrtle star.

On each table was a jade bottle, six of which had been opened, except for the rightmost bottle, which had not been corked and had a seal written by the gods.

"Uncover it." The mysterious voice sounded in his head again.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally broke the seal. Countless rays of light poured into his body in the bottle, and he felt that his body was expanding infinitely, and a new power was merging with the true qi in his body.

"Congratulations to Si Lu Xingjun on his return!" A voice rang out behind him.

This time it was no longer an illusory voice, and when he turned back, he saw four figures emerging from the darkness.

He was trying to see who these four people were, "Boom! The explosion of something pulled him back from his meditation.

"Alas, what a pity that a precious artifact was destroyed like this." The person who spoke was Professor Jiang Wenhao, who watched sadly as the cracks on the bronze mirror expanded infinitely, and finally exploded into pieces in Hong Yi's hands.

"Master Hong Yi Zhou Mu Wang" Hong Yi silently recited the names that appeared in his memory one after another, like a soulless shell.

"It seems that you have recovered all your memories, stop it, Hongyi, you still have a chance to turn back." Qi Lu said lightly.

"Can I turn back?"

"Do you know why the Yanshi didn't directly cast the Ghoul Resurrection Technique on you, but instead hid it in the Tiger Head Venerable, waiting for you to find out for yourself?"

Hong Yi was startled when he heard this, and Mu Ran's eyes finally reacted, which were confused and indifferent eyes.

"Yanshi is indeed the greatest craftsman that has ever appeared in this world, and it may be more appropriate to call him a genetic engineer in today's terms."

Qi Lu continued: "But no matter how outstanding a genetic engineer is, he can only shape a human body, but cannot forge a human soul. He fears that you will go down the wrong path, but he cannot deprive you of the opportunity to become an adult. So he entrusted you to fate, and only after countless growth and tempering can you deeply appreciate human emotions and be qualified to become a real person. ”

Jiang Wenhao also said with emotion: "Yanshi has long expected his death. The most important thing he left you is not the revival of the ghouls, but the last words hidden in the main coffin and the bronze mirror, respectively. In his last words, he treated you as a son, and in the words, a father's most ardent hope for his son! ”

"Are you worthy to be the son of a Yanshi?" Lao Wu said in a sarcastic tone: "It's you, who personally destroyed the mausoleum designed by Yanshi for the king, and stripped the red agate, the gift given to him by Zhuhai, from the ancient mirror!" In the world, is there such an unscrupulous son? ”

"Shut up, you bastards!" Hong Yi, who knew the truth, kept his chest rising and falling, and his mouth let out a gasp like a beast.

"Why, you still refuse to repent of it?" Qi Lu shook his head and sighed.

"Hahahaha!" Hong Yi burst into laughter, and his face turned hideous, "Whether I'm Hong Yi or the master's hope, now it's all gone!" Didn't I say that as long as I kill you, I will be a real Yanshi! ”

This puppet, who has awakened from thousands of years of slumber, has unknowingly cultivated into a demon in the ill-fated experience, violating the original wish of the Yanshi when he made it.

Hong Yi's heart has long been full of selfishness and hatred, relatives and friends are just a noun to him, and he is the most important thing in the world. Since someone wants to stop themselves, then they can only strangle all these guys who are in the way!

"What an unrepentant death! Then I can only destroy you for the Yanshi! ”

"Hehe, do you think you're going to win? No, it's not over yet, next, I'm going to make you feel the fear of death! Hong Yi's body flew into the air again, and his fingers danced in horror again.

"It seems necessary to teach you a lesson." Qi Lu is waiting.