(28) The fight of hell

"Who are you?" Yang Shuixin looked at the dead bark and felt a little creepy.

"I'm Meng Po, are you here to cross the bridge?" Meng Po didn't smile at the meat.

"Am I dead?" Yang Shuixin heard her mother say when she was a child that when a person dies, he will get the Meng Po Bridge, drink soup and cross the bridge to be reincarnated.

She pinched her hand, it hurt, it didn't look like she was dead!

"You're not dead, but your flowers have to stay." Meng Po pointed to the seven wisps of flowers in her hand and said, "The soul in this flower should be reincarnated as livestock." ”

"No, they have to save people, beg grandma to let them go."

"It's okay if I want to let them go, but you have to leave one thing behind before I can make a difference."

"What's that?" Yang Shui couldn't wait to ask.

"It can be your hands, your feet, or your heart." Meng Po said, stretching out her long claws like dead branches.

"No, can you do anything else, mother-in-law."

"Or your tongue can do it." Meng Po stared at her face and said with a little regret, "If only I could keep this face, I won't be afraid of evil ghosts when I guard the bridge." ”

"Give you my tongue, and I won't be dumb? Mother-in-law, please, change to something else. Yang Shuixin was in tears, if the tongue was given to her, how could she save Yun'er?

"Okay, just give me one last thing, you either stay or go back and continue to be a demon." Meng Po shook her head, stared greedily at her flawless white jade skin that was about to burst, and said, "Give me your skin and replace it with the skin on my body." ”

"This ......" Yang Shuixin hesitated as he looked at the dead bark.

"If you can't, you'll leave." Meng Po was categorical.

"Okay, I'm willing to change the skin." Yang Shui made up his mind, "How to change?" ”

"If you close your eyes, my knife of age will naturally peel you off." Meng Po said, with an extra golden scimitar in her hand.

It hurts and hurts, but what is this pain for the beloved to get out of the sea of suffering? What's the point of losing a skin? Just begging Meng Po's subordinates to be merciful, don't shave this face, it has to stay to see my cowherd.

"Well, since I promised you to only shave the skin on your body, I won't regret it. Now you've got to put on my skin. Meng Po quickly scraped off the skin on her body, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them were like a changer, but their faces were not exchanged.

Meng Po rubbed her smooth skin with satisfaction, and then said to Yang Shuixin, "Okay, you can go, pay attention, the skin on your body can't get a little human blood, if it does, you will come to my side again." ”

Walking across the Nai He Bridge, Yang Shuixin returned to the world in a trance. Where to find Yun'er? Where to find my cowherd? Yang Shui shouted in his heart, all the way to a village.

Why, the village is empty? Yang Shuixin was puzzled, and there was a melodious sound of music in the distance. She quickly found a place to hide.

The sound of the music got closer and closer, and a group of people came in in a neat line from the entrance of the village. The leader is a young monk, he beats the wooden fish, and behind him is a group of young boys and girls, their men play flutes, women dance on ribbons, and the melody of the music is the familiar "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" and "Love Love".

"What exactly do they want to do? Has the altar ritual begun? Yang Shuixin was a little anxious, she wanted to see if there was any of her Yun'er in the team. Taking a closer look, she was surprised that there were Leng Qiufeng, Yi Lingshuang, Hua Chaohong and Lian Gu in the team, they were dancing in the crowd, but their faces were expressionless, like cold-faced beauties.

"Could it be that the monk has controlled their souls?" Yang Shui pondered as he watched the procession float past him, and everywhere he went, all the animals in the village danced with him: mice, cockroaches, cats, sparrows, crows......

After a while, the procession floated past the eyes and walked towards the entrance of the village.

Yang Shuixin followed them, and if he followed them, he would definitely be able to find the demon monk Farong.

Walking to an empty valley, the valley was densely packed with people. In the middle of the valley stands a wooden platform that rises into the sky. Yang Shuixin looked at the wooden platform, and his heart shrank, it was Murong Yun! Her clouds! Murong Yun was tied to a pillar in the middle of the wooden platform, and the clothes on his chest were torn apart, revealing a white chest, and the seven blood particles on his chest seemed to glow blood-colored in the moonlight.

The crowd suddenly knelt on the ground, and the group of young boys and girls began to sing and dance, the flute sound was melodious, and the song was delicate and beautiful: "I am infatuated with love for a long time."

Joy descends from heaven with sweet honey

May the dragon and phoenix be golden and jade

The ends of the earth are accompanied by red faces

Blue sky and white clouds love each other

Love each other

I would like to be turned into white petals

Become a liena

A petal of heart fragrance is affectionate

A wisp of love and fate ......"

The phoenix returns to his hometown and travels all over the world to seek his phoenix

When there is nothing to do, he Wu will ascend to the hall tonight

There are beautiful ladies in the boudoir, and the room is poisonous to my intestines

What is the fate of the neck for the mandarin duck, Hu Jie stubbornly soaring together

The phoenix and the phoenix are from me, and they have to be entrusted to Ciwei as a concubine

Friendship is always harmonious, and the middle and night meet from the knower

Both wings are flying high, and I don't feel that I think about the remaining sorrow. ”

They chanted both songs repeatedly, and the prostrate began to get up and dance to the rhythm. Yang Shuixin knew that this was Fa Rong forcing himself to show up to save Murong Yun, how to save it?

How can I save my sweetheart?

The moon suddenly ducked into the clouds, the clouds were thick, and it was about to rain! At this time, Fa Rong had words in his mouth, and the crowd in the audience also followed suit.

After a while, a group of bats surrounded Murong Yun on the high platform like a cloud, and they were ready to rush towards Murong Yun's chest under Fa Rong's spell.

Yang Shuixin flew onto the high platform, and her countless long braids were thrown at the bats, and the bats fell to the ground one after another. "Amitabha, you have killed again." Fa Rong clasped his hands together, but his eyes showed murderous intent.

"Demon monk, don't be merciful, don't let those innocent people go quickly!" Yang Shuixin said in her mouth, but her hands kept changing all kinds of bee and butterfly dance moves, resisting the power of Fa Rong's advance.

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about it, they came to the altar for you, you and the black bull can only obediently bow to the law, and the human world and the demon world will be peaceful."

Fa Rong said, and the vajra and golden bowl in his hand approached. Yang Shuixin made a move "Lady Flash", countless silver needles stabbed towards Fa Rong's eyes, and the moment Fa Rong dodged, she slashed the seven wisps of flower soul sword in her hand on the rope that bound Murong Yun, and the rope broke.

Murong Yun quickly broke free of the rope, and Yang Shuixin's seven wisps of flower soul sword resisted Fa Rong's vajra, at this time, Murong Yun and Yang Shuixin turned rapidly, and the seven wisps of flowers in their hands emitted a golden light, which rushed straight towards Fa Rong's golden bowl.

The golden bowl fell to the ground, and a strange bird flew out.

Fa Rong was taken aback, his golden bowl never landed. He quickly picked up the golden bowl, and the Fire Dragon Golden Phoenix Bird was already standing in Murong Yun's hand in an instant, and it still had a golden flute in its mouth.

Murong Yun brought the golden flute close to his mouth, and the melodies of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" and "Love and Love" immediately echoed in the valley.

Yang Shuixin's Seven Flower Soul Sword slowly rose into the sky, and golden light shone on the valley.

The ground under Murong Yungao's platform suddenly cracked, and golden light shone through the cracks.

"It's gold!" The crowd immediately boiled. The crack grew louder and louder as the music sounded, and the kneeling crowd stood up, their eyes glowing, staring at the gold in the crack, and shouting, "Gold, gold." ”

They jumped into the cracks.

Fa Rong saw everyone jumping into the crack, and he said: "Amitabha, it's really a man who dies for money!" With words in his mouth, he suddenly said "Hold" to the seven strands of flowers in the air.

The bat in his hand slammed into the seven wisps of flowers, and the seven wisps of flower soul sword instantly shattered, breaking into seven, and the seven wisps of light smoke slowly rose, and the cracks suddenly closed, burying the crowd of people who jumped into it to grab gold. At the same time, the golden bowl in Fa Rong's hand approached the seven wisps of smoke.

Yang Shuixin stepped forward with an arrow, and she herself covered the light of the golden bowl with the long fluttering hair on her head, so that the souls of the seven sisters could be reborn.

At this time, Fa Rong's vajra had already arrived in front of him, and Yang Shuixin hurriedly made a move "Goddess of Light Bee Butterfly Dance" with golden light, but a burst of smoke floated out of Fa Rong's golden bowl, and the cold mountain Shekou appeared in the smoke, and Shekou swallowed all the gold and silver needles into it.

Yang Shuixin was taken aback, and she quickly used the "Liang Zhu Dance" that broke the net to break the fish, in order to break the golden bowl.

Unexpectedly, at this time, countless magpies floated out of the golden bowl, they held the gold and silver needles, and then spit out Yang Shuixin one after another.

Murong Yun rushed in front of Yang Shuixin and shot down countless gold and silver needles with a golden flute. The fire dragon golden phoenix bird pounced on Fa Rong, Fa Rong put the vajra on the top, the fire dragon golden phoenix bird turned into a fire, the fire quickly drilled into Fa Rong's golden bowl, Fa Rong's right hand could not support it, and the golden bowl fell to the ground again.

Fahai took out a disc from his bosom and sealed the magic seal! He threw the disc at Murong Yun and Yang Shuixin. Murong Yun blocked his body against Yang Shuixin behind him, and the golden flute swung hard, but the disc was like a magnet, the golden flute was sucked, and the disc pounced on Murong Yun's chest, holding him firmly.

Farong chanted a spell in his mouth, and he spurted a mouthful of blood at both of them.

Yang Shuixin danced his sleeves, and the blood was sprinkled on the burning golden bowl, and the thick smoke in the golden bowl billowed out, and it disappeared in an instant.

Murong Yun clasped Yang Shuixin's hand: "Xin'er, great, the spell has been removed, and Fa Rong can no longer control other people's souls." It's just that you and I seem to have to die together tonight. ”

"If we can't live together, let's die together. Yun'er, if we die in exchange for peace in the world, then death is a happy thing for us. ”

Yang Shuixin said, Fa Rong's vajra had been deeply rooted in his back.

"We must be together in the next life, Yun'er, okay?"

Yang Shuixin looked at Murong Yun affectionately, stretched out his right hand of the plum blossom birthplace, and pressed his palm against the disc.