Su Kelan got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, heard a faint cry in the bathroom, sad and sad, she didn't believe in evil, mustered up her courage, sat on the toilet, vaguely felt that there was something underneath, she was excited, straightened up, this didn't look at it, I was startled, a pale and bloodless hand stretched out of the toilet, and saw the glass mirror shattered out of thin air, and the washstand was bleeding, Su Kelan screamed and rushed out of the door.

The so-called Zigu Guanyin, in fact, is Zigu, Guanyin, it is really inappropriate, Jiang Xingyue checked the ancient books, the hard work paid off, and finally found the content he wanted. He summoned his spirits according to the ancient method, only to feel the incense ash in his nose, sleepy, and fell asleep groggy.

In the palace, the embroidered household is fragrant and warm, the Yao Pond is secretly spring, but it is the yin wind miserable, Lv Hou is wearing a gold and silver silk Luan bird Chaofeng embroidered pattern court clothes, cutting the curtain, wearing a hairpin, stepping to the gold as the mountain theme, through the white beads for the cinnamon branches, a pair of phoenix eyes, such as the moon and autumn frost, staring at Mrs. Qi, who became a prisoner under the steps: "The first emperor once praised your dancing posture, like a shock, graceful like a dragon, this palace really wants to see it, look, the music is played, why don't you dance?" ”

Mrs. Qi seemed to have a smile on her face, and there was a hint of resentment at the corner of her mouth: "My dance is only for Your Majesty." Empress Lu was jealous of love, thinking that the first emperor always doted on her during his lifetime, and snubbed himself, he was furious, and ordered someone to remove Mrs. Qi's limbs, break the flower branches, and only the bare jade stem remained, and Empress Lu couldn't help but smile and said: "Can you still jump?" ”

Although Mrs. Qi was covered in blood, she still did not bow to power, and laughed miserably: "I can't jump." She was bitten and bleeding from severe pain, but she sang proudly and proudly: "The autumn wind rises and the white clouds fly, the grass and trees are yellow and the geese return to the south, the orchid has beautiful chrysanthemums and fragrant, and the beautiful people can't forget." This song is the Chu song sung by Han Gaozu for her, they sang and danced in the Chenghuan Palace, just like a fairy couple, not remembering the cold and bitterness in the sky.

The ethereal song is like an embroidery needle, a needle and a needle pierced in Lu Hou's heart, it is not the song that mocks, but the heart, Lu Hou covered her ears, ordered her subordinates to pour her fistula medicine, and then burned her ears, gouged out her eyes, no matter how much she was tortured, she did not say a word, smiled and endured, in the eyes of Mrs. Qi, the king's rain and dew grace was given to her, not Lu Hou, this is enough, even if she passed away, she lived a long life, she was always a winner, a few days later, she died tragically in the filthy toilet, and the finch hairpin and green feather resigned, because Mrs. Qi was virtuous and beautiful during her lifetime, and the elite was not dispersed, then was named the god of toilets by later generations, also known as Zigu.

Jiang Xingyue suddenly returned to reality, broke out in a cold sweat, the time was midnight, the faucet in the toilet was ticking, the phone rang suddenly, Su Kelan cried, saying that she had bumped into a ghost in the toilet, Jiang Xingyue recalled the dream just now, could it be that the toilet god was doing it? He hurriedly dressed himself, and couldn't wait for a thousand miles a day to rush to Su Kelan.

Entering the room, it was as dark as ink, Su Kelan curled up by the wall, her face was colorless, Jiang Xingyue pulled her to break the door and leave, the door was still the original room, the mountains and rivers were restored, there was no way out, just like the death cycle of Sisyphus, this time Jiang Xingyue, who had great powers, had no way, and dialed Hu Zonghui's phone with the last glimmer of hope, and told the truth of the matter, Hu Zonghui corrected: "The toilet god is not a demon, only by sincerely worshipping can you get out of trouble." And explained the worship process in detail, and mentioned: "To untie the bell, you must tie the bell, and if you want to eradicate the Hell Sect, you can only start with Zigu." “

According to the method, they took a dung basket, decorated with a hairpin ring, a hairpin with flowers, and a silver hairpin to insert the basket mouth, put it on the side of the toilet to set up tribute, lay an offering, light candles and incense, and sincerely worship, this toss, it really had an effect, the chandelier was re-lit, like bright sunshine, dispelled the darkness, opened the door, it was an empty corridor, and everything returned to normal.

Hongsheng is strong on the outside and dry in the middle, and the color is strong inside, revealing the position of Zigu Guanyin, and the late will change, Jiang Xingyue decided to go immediately, the rugged highway, winding and crawling, the strange rocks on both sides of the highway, and the grass and grass are withered. This is a road of death that is so long that it makes people desperate, all life has been deprived, the breath of death and desolation spreads endlessly, the remnant sun is like blood, half of the sky is red, a black jeep, on the rugged and long road, driving smoothly, like a reed crossing the vast cold river.

Jiang Xingyue frowned, pulled out the key, turned off the engine and got out of the car, he was already on this highway, driving no less than hundreds of miles, but he returned to the origin of this highway, which mysterious road sign, like a terrible nightmare, inseparable, this only way to the headquarters of the Hell Sect has been repeating itself, making him go around again and again.

"Gollum." The tail of the car flowed out of the yellow-brown oil, soaked into the land, became a yellow stain, even the fuel tank was broken, in this barren mountains and mountains, there is no place in front of the countryside and no store, it is a fool's dream to find a gas station, Jiang Xingyue put her eyes in the distance, the sun is about to fall, the road under the sunset, exposing the brown surface, extending to the distant sky.

This is a road of no return in the long run, and it will be in vain to drive further, so it is better to get off the car now and cross the road. After making up her mind, Jiang Xingyue climbed over the fence and walked towards the depths of the wilderness, where there were thorns and potholes, and no plant dared to face the blowing of the wind, the infiltration of dew, and the fluttering of dew, naturally became a wasteland without the fragrance of birds and flowers.

Night fell quickly, the stars overhead, Jiang Xingyue was already like a headless fly, walking for several hours, gradually losing patience, there was a bright light not far away flickering, like a lighthouse in the dark, making his heart tighten, the headlights of the jeep were turned on, and the two beams of bright white light penetrated the night powerfully, flashing bright, Jiang Xingyue's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, flashing a strange light.

How did you come back again? Jiang Xingyue walked up and came to the side of the jeep, his eyes clearly reflected the headlights turned on, the yellow warning lights flashed one after another, and the brown gasoline stains were still on the ground, he opened the car door, and looked at the car key firmly inserted in the lock hole, and a trace of chill flashed in his black eyes. "Who did it?" When he got out of the car, he obviously pulled out the key, and the car had turned off, why did it start again now?

"Drive." A rough voice stretched out from behind him, as hoarse and unpleasant as an old woman, Jiang Xingyue looked through the rearview mirror and saw a black-robed man standing behind him with his head down, which made people's scalp tingle. "Who are you?" Jiang Xingyue suddenly asked, "You don't care who I am, you just need to know, let me get in the car, and I can take you out of here." "The black-robed man is cold-cold, like a poisonous snake in the dark night, and the yin owl is vicious.

Jiang Xingyue's brows were knotted, and she decided to plan her way, nodded her head, and motioned for the black-robed man to get into the car, "Where are you going?" Jiang Xingyue asked the black-robed man, "Drive west, don't stop." The black-robed man still lowered his head, the black cloak covered his outline, he couldn't see clearly, the night was as cold as water, a black jeep cut through the silent night, and moved forward steadily, the road was filled with melancholy and mist, white bones piled up into hills and mountains, ghost fires flickered from time to time, emitting a glowing blue light.

Jiang Xingyue knew in his heart that if he continued like this, he would go to the underworld, he held the steering wheel tightly, glanced at the black-robed man who was still silent, held the steering wheel tightly with one hand, and quickly took out the Buddha statue in the car with the other, and his movements were coherent and in one go. The statue of the Buddha is golden and hazy, and the black-robed man is gone, disappearing, Jiang Xingyue breathed a sigh of relief, the road is as bright as day, and the road is shining, a straight road, wide and flat.

Zigu Guanyin hides in a temple, located on the cliff, Jiang Xingyue is up the ladder, the mountain road is winding and difficult to walk, go to the mountain, you can see the cloud trees are lush, the ancient pine is covered, let the Yulin Palace bathe in the verdant green, the so-called ears and eyes are stained, the eyes are pleasing to the eye, the sound of the ears is creepy, only hear the strange sound, the fishy wind is blowing, the morning bell and dusk drum sound come out, but it is not the sound of pure heart, but the death knell in the middle of the night.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, a group of monks are knocking on the wooden fish to meditate, chanting: "Baifu is solemn, a thousand flowers are free, and the delicate is moderate, such as boundless spring, welcome Zigu Guanyin!" "Different from the little monk chanting scriptures, they are very pious, but unfortunately they are in the wrong place, in the middle of the thousand leaves of the blood lotus, Zigu Guanyin half-stumbled, she wears a crown, the veil of the water and streamer covers her face, holding a net bottle in her hand, inserting a green weeping willow, it looks decent, but it really can't be fake, it can't be fake, Zigu Guanyin quickly revealed the fox's tail.

I only heard the vigorous male voice shouting: "Zigu Guanyin's rain nectar will be given to the enlightened disciples, who has this honor?" Jiang Xingyue was taken aback, this voice was Hou Qing, he couldn't imagine that he was kind, he still didn't change his life, he was willing to seek others, Jiang Xingyue regretted a little, Hou Qing pointed to a monk: "This Mahayana disciple, Zigu Guanyin chose you, don't hurry up." The monk is not dusty, three steps and two steps, kneeling in front of the blood lotus, waiting to be held, Zigu Guanyin will be willow branches, dipped in a little blood and sprinkled down, the monk drum agitation, the body began to swell and mutate, Jiang Xingyue couldn't bear it, walked into the hall, and asked: "Mrs. Qi, after the death of Empress Lu, you were beheaded by the whole door, you are also wronged, why do you want to use the Buddha name to kill the world." ”

After being counted down, Zigu Guanyin lowered her eyebrows, like a late-blooming flower hiding behind the green leaves, a little embarrassed, but Houqing was not ashamed to say: "Zigu Guanyin is a good man, Puji people, don't listen to this nonsense, he called Zigu Guanyin by his name, big disrespect, catch him quickly." Seeing that they were stubborn, Jiang Xingyue decided to kill the chicken and set an example for the monkey, and rolled his five fingers into a hook, summoning a bloody claw, like Hongfei Zunzhu, and shot away, several disciples were poked into a honeycomb by the blood claw, and the wound was like a chiseled hole, and they were killed on the spot, and the rest of the people were frightened and did not dare to go up again.

Jiang Xingyue persuaded with good words: "Listen to my words, the nectar of Buddhism is trickling, and the wisdom of the people is dripping, how can there be the Hell Sect preaching" If you don't rely on Zigu Guanyin, you will fall into the hell of Abi." "The reason? Could it be that the Buddha also favors and threatens sentient beings? The disciples of the Hell Sect exploded and began to shake, Hou Qing wanted to stabilize the scene, but he didn't make sense, so he had to blow his beard and stare at him: "Jiang Xingyue, don't bewitch the crowd with your words." He has long been exhausted, and his defense is also weak, Jiang Xingyue is pressing step by step: "People are doing it, the sky is watching, who is bewitching the public, God has its own judgment, Houqing, as the originator of zombies, you don't think about the zombie clan, but help the abuse, plot against your own clan, what face do you have to face the zombie ancestors!" ”

Their game is like a battlefield confrontation, one side is full of morale, one side is demoralized, and the lower side is judged, Hou Qing said in a tone that he didn't believe: "Since ancient times, the people who know the times are Junjie, the underworld is thousands of miles away, and the zombies are against it, which is tantamount to the rotten grass fluorescent light and the Zhao Zhao sun and the moon, there is no chance of winning, and the Hades has made a contract, and when the human world is annexed, it will share the world equally with my clan, everything I do is for the future of the zombie clan, and it is you who are really perverse!" Jiang Xingyue refuted: "Hades King wolf ambition, how can he share the world equally with our clan, cunning rabbit death, don't you understand the truth of lackey cooking?" ”

Zigu Guanyin was escorted into the secret passage, Hou Qing and Jiang Xingyue fought, he made a move, the black gas turned into a troll, its big as Hu, nose and eyelids, claws waved like the wind, grabbed Jiang Xingyue, he galloped like a torrent, hit the troll in the ankle, the sound was as hard as a zimmer, the troll fell to the ground, Jiang Xingyue saw the opportunity, punched its head, but did not see blood like a spring, it was originally an oily paper man.

Hou Qing leaned in, and suddenly attacked, Jiang Xingyue felt the wind and tiger, rolling up the storm, blocking Hou Qing for a few feet, Jiang Xingyue accumulated thick hair, black gas like a car, with the pressure of the funeral, Hou Qing flew out upside down, and spat the black blood: "We will have a period later." "Shake off the black robe and run away.

Jiang Xingyue weighed left and right, decided to catch Zigu Guanyin first, pushed open the door of the secret passage, suddenly arrows rained down, Jiang Xingyue quickly flashed to the side, and waited to confirm that the arrows were all shot before he dared to drill in, he looked through the hole, and checked the mechanism, it was a lost transfer machine, this machine was six feet long, one foot, the two materials were combined, and the chisel was the Dao arm, and the arm was constant, which made him breathtaking: "Could it be the long-lost Mojia mechanism?" ”

Jiang Xingyue lined up the torch and entered, to the next stone room. There are dozens of wooden people, open eyes and move the sword, its form is lifelike, he controls things in the air, the wooden soldiers are all down, all the way through the level, to the last stone room, the two corners of the wall are sassy and the wind rises, the sand is like a note, it has not reached the condyle, if the first few levels are a test of people's agility, which level is a test of people's real strength.

Jiang Xingyue broke free from the sand dunes, rose from the ground, pushed open the stone door with one palm, and what caught his eye was the gold shop jade inscription, the underground palace of Qijing Huayu, there were a number of gold and jade beads, the ground was paved with five-color stalks, under the tassel of the pan cover, there was a coffin, carved with mountains and rivers of the countries, he opened the coffin lid covered with brown paint, and saw the body of Han Gaozu lying on the nine-curved elephant tree, with long sideburns, long and long-faced, and the appearance was no different from before his death, Jiang Xingyue also wanted to observe further, tens of thousands of stone soldiers suddenly woke up, under the control of the organ, and held on to the war, Shove him up.

Jiang Xingyue learned smart this time, and used his way to govern his body, according to common sense, there must be an organ to protect Longling in the underground palace, and sure enough, he stepped on the underground nine-palace map, two fans, the water was floating, the stone soldiers were not water-based, and they were washed away, Jiang Xingyue swam out, climbed the rock, and saw that the original magnificent palace had become a vast ocean, and it was a pity.

On the stone wall, there is a pagoda, shaped like spring bamboo shoots, leaning on the Han Dynasty, Jiang Xingyue expected to think that Zigu Guanyin was hidden here, so he climbed up along the steps, the ladder turned like a hole, one step is nine turns, very dangerous, don't underestimate this tower, in fact, there is a lot of exquisiteness, the Buddhist scriptures have clouds: if people with a pure heart, around the pagoda Buddha statue, the next life resents the enemy, with virtue into the law. "If you go up and down the stairs separately in the tower, you must go up according to the time, and you can't go up against the clock, otherwise you will not only have no merit, but you will also have faults.

The design of the tower is mysterious, the eaves of the void bucket arch, turn into a clever stone to wear the flower phoenix, leave the clouds at the top, create the floating Tu Rao fog dragon, there is a jade lamp lighting, the handle is like a star, even if it is built underground, it can also be like a pearl, there are a number of bronze people, the piano is built sheng, each has its own dedication, play the wonderful song of the Qing business, the music of the Ying Xuan, it was originally made with a clever instrument, Jiang Xingyue worked hard to make two tigers, and finally climbed to the top of the tower, saw Zigu Guanyin lifted off the veil, revealed her true face, prayed in front of the Buddha statue, her green hair was thick and straight, graceful and gorgeous, the charm of the fox eyes was natural, but the spring power was not revealed.

Jiang Xingyue chased all over the country, and finally found the culprit, and suddenly poured out with anger: "You can't run anywhere." Mrs. Qi didn't look at him either, her expression was as quiet as autumn water, and her lips were hooked with a vague drift: "With Your Majesty by my side, I won't go anywhere, the hub will be the same Qiu, and the death will be the same tomb." "The Hell Sect poisons the world, how can Jiang Xingyue give up, black smoke condensed in his hand, Mrs. Qi seemed to guess his thoughts, and talked eloquently: "I have guarded the Emperor's Mausoleum for several years, and I don't care about the rights and wrongs of Hongchen, one day the Hades King Youche suddenly visited and ordered me to be the leader of the Hell Sect, otherwise I would dig His Majesty's grave, and in desperation, I had to obey." ”

Jiang Xingyue was skeptical and asked, "Then how do you explain Su Kelan's matter." Mrs. Qi replied: "I don't have the heart to harm people, otherwise how can you see her alive, the hell lesson plan is imminent, I just want to remind you, go back quickly, Yu Che is a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, the purpose is to support you, so as to manipulate the city." Jiuyan persuaded the lost Tushi, Jiang Xingyue suddenly opened his mouth, thanked Mrs. Qi, and rushed back to the city overnight.