This sudden change made the general lose his mind, and the strength of his hand involuntarily increased, and the body that was originally like duckweed, under his strength, turned into minced meat, and not even a complete bone was left.

My breathing followed his movements, and at that moment, my whole brain was dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and I was already standing on a high place, and the feeling of weightlessness became stronger and stronger at this moment.

All that remained in the space was the hoarse voice of the old witch, coming intermittently from the head that had rolled down between the corpses.

This is also the first time I have seen that the head can continue to function even after a person dies.

But his eyes full of wisdom will never be opened again.

"Heavenly Maiden, aren't you coming down yet? I see that there are quite a few women and children in that room, do you want them to be powdered too?"

"The whole Yunmengze is full of your name, saying that you are the most perfect, I can't see the beauty anymore, and this goodness is nothing more than Er'er."

The general of Great Xia snorted coldly, and the earth-devouring beast under him stomped restlessly, directly smashing the flagpole that had been erected at the door for an unknown number of years.

As his words fell, the soldiers behind him also began to coax.

I wanted to explain, I wanted to stop, but the old witch head on the ground was still singing, reminding me all the time that there was many, much more to do.

"It's cold-blooded... It seems that General Ben is too merciful. As the general spoke, he waved his hand, and immediately a man came up behind him, whispering something in his ear, and then I saw them begin to strike at the Tuoba people who had just died on the ground.

Those are all Zheng Zheng men who took the initiative to sacrifice in order to continue the bloodline, but after death, they will be ruined by others, and they can't even leave a complete corpse.

My heart was bleeding and my head was aching, but my consciousness was so clear that even my vision was as good as if I had cleared it. Everything is so distinct.

I tried to close my eyes, but it seemed like even my eyelids were covered in blood and dried there.

It's really torturous.

The tragedy continued, and as if to humiliate me, the soldiers brought a cauldron and boiled some corpses on the ground to feed them to their mounts.

I don't know what to say? Is it human nature itself, or is it because this is an era where the strong survive and the weak die.

There are not too many records about the Xia Dynasty in history, and the white jade statue made me travel to this so-called past life, what do you want me to see?

Gradually, the sky finally got dark, and the general on the ground seemed to have lost his patience for the day, and began to command his subordinates to surround the entire courtyard with tung oil, led by a soldier, holding the blazing torch in his hand, in this dark night, particularly eye-catching.

I still stood there, letting the pillar behind me suck all my blood out little by little.

My ignorance caused the fire on the ground to burn, and for a moment wolf smoke was everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh and wood.

Fortunately, the fire spread to the house, and it was no longer possible to move forward.

My heart began to calm down, no longer bothered by the outside world, and my vision began to blur, and I lost consciousness in the flames.

......

"Ann." A soft sigh pulled me back into reality.

I raised my eyes, and I was still standing in the ancestral hall of the Gu family in Fengmen, but the statue on the spiritual platform had turned from white to gold, and the eyes were still open, with a hint of a smile on the corner of my mouth.

"Heavenly Maiden, is that you?" I ignored the person next to me and asked directly.

When I said that, I felt that I was really stupid, and I actually expected a statue to tell me the answer.

Unexpectedly, the statue's mouth really moved.

"It's me, and it's you."

"I don't understand." There were no mirrors, I couldn't see my face, and I was still a little skeptical of what she said.

"It doesn't matter, sooner or later you will understand, this Gu family is the vein left by the Tuoba clan at that time, because everyone who guards the ancient precepts must not leave, unless someone takes away the treasure of the year, so that everyone can be liberated."

"The treasure of the year? Is that why the general wants you? ”

I tried to remember the image I had just felt, and from beginning to end, it seemed that everyone's focus was on the girl of that day. Even the old witch didn't seem to mention any treasures.

As if to see what I was thinking, the statue explained, "The so-called treasure is the mountain behind the pillar, and there is a real manju sawa sealed inside. ”

"At that time, I thought I was dead, but then I found that my body sank into the ground with the stone pillar, and later, my soul was divided into three parts to be reincarnated, and you are the main soul, born in response to the catastrophe."

"You're saying I'm actually a part of you?" I suddenly felt ridiculous, could I have lived for so many years in vain? The task of saving the world is too heavy for me to take on.

"No, you're not, you're your own, you're Gu Anzhi, I'm just a wisp of remnant soul, it's your previous life, now that you're here, I'll give you my skills."

"I still don't quite understand." One will say that the soul is divided into three parts, and the other will say that I am just myself.

So who am I? What exactly should I do?

"Anzhi, you don't have to think about it, time will tell you all the answers you want, my time is running out, it's time to leave."

"Celestial Maiden," I cried out in distraction, and my heart suddenly tightened, as if something was being stripped from my body.

"Anzhi, don't be sad, this is my fate..."

"You remember, never give up, no matter how hard it is..."

Her voice grew farther and farther away, too small to be heard.

The color of the jade statue slowly faded, and the look on it had quietly disappeared, and I watched her turn into a puddle of powder little by little, but I could only be indifferent.

"Greetings ....."

The deep voice of the patriarch sounded, and I seemed to hear mourning, but when I looked back, the people on the earth looked at me with great reverence, as if I was the embodiment of their hope.

I carefully picked up the powder on the table, trying to wrap her in a handkerchief, but I never thought that the golden powder would be hidden in my palm.

"Mother." The soft voice of the book spirit sounded in my head, drawing me out of my grief.

"Hmm."

"You really don't have to be sad, she actually died in a thousand years, and the old witch's skills at that time were not enough, so her body was not saved. Even if you don't show up, she's doomed to be gone. ”

"You can see what I experienced just now?"

"Yes, I am the spirit of the book that records all things, and now I am one with you, I can receive all your feelings, mother, you just need to be yourself."

His words gave me some support, but I still couldn't help but feel heartache when that bloody scene sounded and so many people were righteous.

"Please return to the throne of the Celestial Maiden." The person who was kneeling there had now straightened upright.

The blind little boy walked out of the secret realm with an incomparably delicate flower in his hand.

It was the Manzhu Sawa in the center of the Immortal Pond that had fully bloomed at this moment.

"Heavenly Maiden, this is what we have guarded for generations, and since you are here, you can finally return it to its original owner."

I stared blankly, what do you mean by giving me a flower? And I don't have the water of the Immortal Pool to continue to nurture her.

"Mother, you just need to stretch out your hand." The book spirit reminded me in my head, giving me the urge to put an encyclopedia in my head.

I glanced at Qin Luo, and there was a gentle smile on his face, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

And Su Han on the side had an expression of what are you doing to me.

I reached out and touched it gently.

As soon as my fingertips touched the stem, I felt a sense of familiarity, as if this thing was born to belong to me.

A small sharp thorn pierced my finger, and then the golden words turned into a colorful bracelet wrapped around my hand.

Then it suddenly disappeared into my skin, leaving only the imprint of a petal, still in the shape of the blooming manju sawa, just seven petals, only one of which was in the shape of a bright, golden teardrop.

Before I could sigh, my feet suddenly shook, and the whole house shook with it.

I turned my head to look at Qin Luo, but the man grabbed me with his backhand and gave me a slightly calm look.

The villagers kneeling on the ground also raised their heads to the sky one by one, as if they were expecting something, but they faintly revealed a sense of fear of the unknown.

"Anzhi, with me, don't be afraid."

Qin Luo held me in his arms, and his voice was very low.

I was supposed to be happy, but suddenly I got a little tired of this kind of closeness.

That Shan'er is like a thorn, stuck in my heart, I want to ask, but I am afraid that it will destroy this hard-won tenderness.

"Hmm." I whispered, tilting my head over his shoulder.

Suddenly a flock of large white birds flew in the sky, with long necks and golden eyes.

They stopped on the roof of the entire Gu family ancestral hall, and raised their heads one by one as if someone was commanding them, shouting to the sky.

The cry was very peculiar, like a call to a mother, and it seemed to be remembering something.

Sometimes it's high-pitched, sometimes it's low.

As they howled, more and more strange animals began to converge here, and the ground under their feet trembled even more.

If it weren't for the words of the Heavenly Maiden, I really thought that some demons and monsters had been sealed here, and now they were about to break the ground.

Finally, a touch of white in the distance tore through the endless darkness, like a bright lamp, illuminating the warmth in everyone's hearts.

When that not-so-strong ray of sunlight shines on the villagers.

On their faces, only the tears that kept flowing.