The ancient country of Fuso, broken buildings. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The gates were full of broken halberds and broken arrows, and the wind blew, and the empty city was full of only grievances and detours. It's like a ghost town, and it's chilling.

Hou Xue and Lu Yubing are still on their way.

Lu Yubing looked around and said, "There are strange things in this city. ”

Hou Xue asked him, "What's wrong?"

Lu Yubing said: "Nothing is right, when did the barbarians defeat Fusang?"

Hou Xue said: "Two months ago. ”

"Yes, two months ago...... Two months. Even though there are few people in Fusang Country, there are more than 300,000 people, where did the bodies of their dead go?"

The two looked in all directions, and the guns, halberds, and weapons were scattered in the city, and there were indeed no bones. Could it be that time is in a hurry, and he refuses to even leave a pair of white bones for others?

The wind blew through the wilderness and into the bleak and mysterious streets...... The hibiscus flowers are still swaying, but they have grown outside the fence, swaying wildly in the wind, which is really strange.

Lu Yubing only said: "You should be glad that I follow you now, we will take turns to keep vigil and be careful around." ”

Hou Xue nodded, although he didn't know Lu Yubing as a person, but his years of wandering experience gave him a beast's intuition, and he felt that Lu Yubing could be trusted.

When the sky was completely dark, they also found a shrine in Fuso.

Fuso people revere the demon god, the shrine is the place to worship and sacrifice the gods, a shrine often only enshrines a demon god, the so-called demon god, maybe a demon, maybe a god, Fusang culture, they all have unfathomable mana, as long as they receive benefits, they will bless a side of Antai.

The bleak scene in the city today is truly ironic.

Lu Yubing said: "No matter which god or Buddha you pray for the blessing, it will not be particularly effective. ”

Hou Xue said: "Do you believe it?"

"I had believed it, praying that one day there would be news of the song, but day after day, year after year, I looked at the Buddha statue with more and more disgust...... Then I smashed it and swore that I would escape from Su Fu, wouldn't I succeed now?"

"Huh. Hou Xue smiled, his smile was a little bitter, and he never stayed on his face for too long. When you still want to ponder and remember his smile, you can't remember it.

Hou Xue said: "I have always believed it. ”

"Oh, what do you believe?"

"Not gods and Buddhas, but myself, I believe that everyone has a meaning to live in the world. ”

"What do you mean?"

"I haven't found it yet. He frowned suddenly, and his blood-red eyes burst out with a bit of unwillingness.

A crimson torii gate overhead is tied with thick hemp rope tied to the beams, and three large wind chimes hang from the rope. The wind chimes moved on their own, and the sound was crisp and bleak.

At night, the temple looked mysterious and bleak. The two beasts in front of the seat glared at the comer, their fierce eyes as if they were about to tear people apart.

Hou Xue suddenly pulled out her knife, and with two sounds, she cut off the heads of the two dogs.

Lu Yubing said, "Why did they mess with you?"

Hou Xue said: "It's uncomfortable to look at." ”

"The Fuso people call it a dog, the guardian god of justice, and whoever angers them will fall into the boundless purgatory. ”

"Is the place where I live much better than purgatory?"

He strode into the temple.

The hall was in a mess, blood was sprinkled in front of the statue of the demon god, the fallen glass lampstand, and the scattered white veil...... There was blood everywhere, but no body could be found.

No matter how reverently you usually bow down to these stones, what use is it when your blood is sprinkled on its face, when the whole nation is in turmoil?

Lu Yubing said: "I believe that the people of Fusang are extremely pious, but they still can't escape the iron hooves of the barbarians. ”

"No one escapes. You wake me up at midnight. ”

Hou Xue sat on the purple futon, touching the handle of the knife with one hand, and fell asleep with her back to the idol.

Lu Yubing shook his head and leaned in front of the hall, watching any slight movement in Fusang City at night. In the middle of the night, he heard the howl of some beast. Judging by the roar, it must have been a fierce beast, and the terrible thing was that this beast was a dying wail. There were more ferocious beasts that bit it to death.

He glanced down at His Highness, and saw the leopard's tail swaying among the trees and disappearing in an instant, and saw a huge black shadow in the night sky, chirping and whistling, and it was an eagle with a wingspan of more than four meters!

Yes, the disappearance of a large number of corpses in Fuso City is not a supernatural ghost, but a wilderness creature that smells blood and flesh. In just two months, more than 100,000 corpses were devoured, and this Fusang City had already become a tiger's den in Longtan.

While thinking about it, a spotted tiger suddenly fell from the tile roof of the temple, and Lu Qingchen slashed the tiger's soft belly with a backhand.

The knife did not kill the tiger, but it was mortally wounded and fled into the darkness with its tail between its legs.

Lu Yinbing could have killed it.

But otherwise the beast's blood stained the temple and prevented it from attracting other predators, and the wounded tiger soon became the target of public criticism, and its blood gushing all the way attracted all the beasts that coveted the shrine to chase after it.

"Roar, roar, ......" The tiger's tragic cry sounded, and it must have been attacked.

Lu Yubing closed his eyes.

Midnight has arrived.

The dark clouds and cold moon in the sky, under the night sky of Fusang, the stars in the sky can be seen clearly. Before Lu Yubing called him, Hou Xue had already woken up.

Lu Qingchen smiled tiredly, "Have you not slept all this time?"

"Nope. He shook his head, and the hair on his forehead swayed slightly. He has been living such a life for a long time, even holding a weapon when he sleeps, is such a person strong or fragile? Could it be that Hou Xue has never slept peacefully until now? He will be awakened by danger all the time.

"Eh!" Mo Chi'er fell from her warm leopard skin bed. Mo Nylon also woke up from the couch, she carried Mo Chi'er back to the bed, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Mo Chi'er said: "I had a nightmare. ”

"A dream?"

"I dreamed of him again, I dreamed that the battle broke out again at the Dragon's Tooth Pass, he was pierced through the body by the spear of the Shuo soldiers, he held his heart, walked through the layers of dry bones, and walked in front of me. ”

"Is he, the prince?" Mo Nylon stroked her head and held her in his arms.

"Hmm. Mo Chi'er was already crying, and her glistening tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped on her white velvet collar.

"Child, you are too gentle. Mo Nylon looked at her pair of pear blossom tears and couldn't help but sigh: "Who told him to be born in Songjue, and you are too...... You are all too gentle, you are like a flower on the cliff, he is the one who always wanders in front of the cliff. ”

Mo Nylon said, and his eyes couldn't help but redden.

"Grandma, I'm so afraid I'll never see him again. ”

"He's going to be back, didn't you get 'Little Red'? That's his handwriting, he said he's going to come back. ”

"But, but, whoa......" Mo Chi'er cried out at once, and she said, "But the fire sparrow was caught by his father, and he flayed it alive in front of thousands of Song Jue warriors, saying that it was a thief who harmed the country, and that it was a shame to say that Song Jue....... I don't understand, is Shuoyuan so terrible?"

Mo Nylon buried her in a warm chest, "Don't say it, don't say it again." ”