Chapter 53: Mortal Mortal Death

"Dao Chief, you shouldn't have gone down the mountain."

Xu Cheng said to Li Jiuyan, who hugged her before approaching.

As she spoke, she vomited blood, and the blood even dripped and stayed on the mountain road, spreading all the way red, and under her blood-soaked red clothes was the same blood-soaked Qingyun White Crane Dao robe.

"I'm sorry, Dao Chief, I shouldn't have told them a hundred years ago, I shouldn't have told them that you couldn't go down the mountain, I'm just so stupid, I know that some prophecies shouldn't be said, I still say itΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"

"Obviously, a lot of people have died because of my prophecy, why can't I still help it, Dao ChiefΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· I'm really sorry for Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·."

"But you really don't want to go down the mountain, it's good if you don't go down the mountain, you won't die if you don't go down the mountain, Dao Chief, you know it yourself, right, you can't go down the mountain, you will die."

"Don't go down the mountain, Daochang Li, don't go down the mountain in this life, I will also be on the mountain, always, never go down the mountain."

Xu Cheng nestled in Li Jiuyan's arms, babbling and talking, her consciousness was already blurred, she just grabbed the collar of Li Jiuyan's robe and said sorry to him over and over again, sorry.

It seems that he wants to hand over all the apologies in this life to Li Jiuyan.

Li Jiuyan patted her on the back gently, "Don't talk Xu Cheng, you are too seriously injured, sleep for a while, I will cure you." ”

"Don't worry about whether I will go down the mountain, Xu Cheng, in fact, I have wanted to tell you a long time ago, I will die if I go down the mountain, won't I die on the mountain?"

"In the world, one day we will all die."

"Xu Cheng, I never blamed you for the prophecy, nor did I blame you for telling this prophecy."

"But do good deeds, don't ask about the future. One day, I will go down the mountain to see this prosperous world. ”

"If you go down the mountain, you will die, but I will definitely go down."

The wind blew, the shadows of the trees swayed and undulated, and Li Jiuyan's face was outlined by ink, dipped in the paper made of moonlight, and coated with a layer of cold and clean color.

He hugged Xu Cheng, who was already unconscious in his arms, and strode forward, walking into the shadows deep in Lishan.

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At the end of the trail leads to a valley with a faint light, the narrow path and the high walls, but it is an easy place to defend and difficult to attack.

Under the same cool moonlight, people wearing black robes and wide hoods to cover their faces all the way ride by the moonlight, and do not hold fires or candles in the dark mountain road, but only walk around the mountain by virtue of the clear moonlight.

They don't talk, don't help each other, don't look back, they walk in silence, like goats who know the old way, and like ants returning home on a moonlit night.

At the entrance of the valley, someone had been waiting for a long time, and that person was also wearing a black robe, a black hood, and even a black mask with no eyes, no mouth and no face to cover his face.

The outsiders bowed slightly to the black-masked man in their order.

"Mortal mortal shall die."

"Mortals will take care of themselves."

"Mortal mortal shall die."

"Mortals will take care of themselves."

"Mortal mortal shall die."

"Mortals will take care of themselves."

Everyone who passes through the Black Mask will bow down and say, 'Mortals will die', and the Black Mask will reply to everyone, 'Mortals will take care of themselves', and then shake the hand of the person who came, no more words, more movements, just such a simple exchange.

After everyone entered the valley, Black Mask put his hand on the mountain wall, and with a light touch, a thick fog rose inexplicably, covering the entrance and appearance of the entire valley.

After entering the valley, all the black-robed people did not take off their hoods just because they were there, they formed a circle and looked silently at the glowing hill-like thing in front of them.

Under the moonlight, it was the mountains of gold, silver and jewels that could sparkle without candles, and the wealth that the world had diligently sought was piled up on the ground like worthlessness, but the black-robed people stood still, guarding their positions, not half arrogant, half covetous.

At this time, Wang Xiaotao was dressed in a costume, wearing a crown, but no shoes, stepping barefoot on these mountains of gold and silver jewelry, step by step trampling on these world-svetten wealth to the top.

She stood on the top of the Golden Mountain and looked down at the black-robed people who surrounded her below.

After a long time, Wang Xiaotao finally spoke: "Mortals must die." ”

The black-robed man below shouted: "Mortals will take care of themselves!" ”

Wang Xiaotao nodded, and then said: "You are all from the oracle, you are all the people I have chosen, today, this is the first time we meet, but it will not be the last!" ”

"Some of you are seriously ill, some have tried and failed, some have been lonely and widowed so far, and some are about to go bankrupt and be wiped out, and those who can come here today are all miserable people in the world, I believe you have not prayed to those so-called immortals."

"But everyone, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, has anyone ever responded to you?"

"Nope!"

"Nope!"

"Nope!"

The black-robed people in the audience spoke in unison, and the moonlight fell on their blood-red pupils, full of hatred and unwillingness, which was hatred for the gods in the sky.

Under the bright moonlight, Wang Xiaotao smiled slightly, and pointed to the heavens high above, "There are many disasters in this world, and the gods and Buddhas who are high above can't see us at all, they only care about themselves and never take care of us!" ”

"But today is different."

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have seen the sufferings of the world and know that these things before you can help most of you get through them."

"Tonight, all you have to do is take the money."

"From now on, as long as you worship my god and sincerely believe in me and worship me, you can have as many of these things as you want!"

"I'm different from other gods, I won't help you have children, I won't help you make up for marriage, I won't help you heal your injuries, I won't help you get initiated, I won't help you show any immortal skills to bring the dead back to life, but I will give you countless money!"

"As long as you pray to me, pray my name, call my name, and I will send you this endless source of wealth."

"From now on you have no other worries but the pleasure of spending money!"

"I will do what the gods and Buddhas can't do, and I will care about what the gods and Buddhas don't care about."

Wang Xiaotao kicked the necklace made of East China Sea pearls at his feet and threw it in front of a black-robed man at the foot of the gold and silver jewelry hill.

On the gold and silver mountain, Wang Xiaotao raised his arms and shouted: "Mortals will die!" ”

At the foot of the gold and silver mountain, the believers responded feverishly: "Mortals will take care of themselves!" ”

Wang Xiaotao smiled and watched a group of black-robed people rush to her feet to snatch gold, silver and jewelry, her eyelashes trembled slightly with her breath under the gentle moonlight, showing that she was more and more gentle and harmless, with kind eyebrows.

After all the black-robed people took the treasure, they kept kowtowing to Wang Xiaotao.

Some people wept bitterly, kowtowed until their heads broke and the blood flowed and they would not stop.

Some believers even stumbled step by step, crawled under Wang Xiaotao, trembling and begging to kiss her toes.

Wang Xiaotao hooked a string of gold bead chains on the side with her toes, and with a swing of her toes, the gold bead necklace was thrown on the man's head, and she raised her eyebrows slightly, "Don't kiss me, kissing it is enough." ”

"I am what it is, it is who I am."

"Remember?"

The believers took off the seventy-seven-eighty-eight chains hanging around their necks like a treasure, and cherished and hung the chains that Wang Xiaotao kicked over to his neck, and bowed and bowed to Wang Xiaotao, extremely grateful.

Wang Xiaomoss was high up, watching all this with cold eyes, and sat like this, like a silent statue.

Even when the moon tide receded and all the believers left the valley, she remained motionless.

Thank you for your reward!

A lot of people suddenly came at night, and I was shocked when I opened my mobile phone and thought that there was a problem with the starting point app, or I was scammed, it turned out that I was fished out by the big guy hahaha, thank you for the support of the night Huihuang boss!

Xiao Flutter Street hid alone in the quilt and laughed hahaha ()

But the heat went down, and the data plummeted hahaha, which can also be understood

I'm going to write it down anyway.,The main thing is a love (^Π·^)

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