In the twilight, the ghost horse and the chariot galloped on the clouds, all the way to the west.

The blazing sunset had faded in the distance, like a twilight fireball, slowly sinking into the horizon where heaven and earth intersected.

Along with it, the endless night sky and the silver hook-like crescent moon sprinkled with a bright light, shining on the rivers and mountains of Daxia, and there was silence.

The Nine Ghost Ghosts concealed their shapes, piercing the night sky at a fast speed.

Yu Chen and Zhang Chun also sat in the carriage and headed in the direction of the disaster relief food that Zhang Chunyi remembered.

Taiyin Mountains.

One of the nine veins of Great Xia, stretching for thousands of miles, majestic and majestic, located between Middle Earth and the west, is the dividing line between the two, after the Taiyin Mountains, it is already the boundary of the western part of Great Xia.

According to Zhang Chunyi's marquee, the grain transportation team was ambushed by the Shuntian thieves from a canyon called "A Line of Heaven" in the Taiyin Mountains, and the army was almost wiped out.

And if you want to find the traces of those thieves when you rent a car, you naturally can't wander around with both eyes.

You still have to get to the "first-line sky" canyon first.

Although that place has been surveyed countless times by the people of the military department after Zhang Chun also returned to the capital, no clues have been found.

But since it was Yu Chen who said it, Zhang Chun didn't have any doubts, and led the way.

Five days passed.

Under the extreme speed of the Nine Ghost Rings, the first line of the Heavenly Canyon also came into view.

It was as if the majestic mountains had been slashed by a sword and a straight crack.

"Amazing...... It's amazing. ”

Yu Chen muttered as he controlled the Nine Ghost Chariots to land.

"Sir, this is not a miracle." Zhang Chunyi's ghost shook his head slowly, "Fifty years ago, there was still no such line of Heavenly Canyon. ”

After knowing Yu Chen's identity, Zhang Chun's name for him has changed from "little brother" to "sir".

This is the name given to those who deserve to be admired in the capital of Great Xia.

For example, those Confucians who are hidden in the city are called "Mr."

Listening to Zhang Chunyi's words, Yu Chen was stunned, looked at the canyon that was nearly 100 miles long, and was stunned.

Just listen to Zhang Chun also continued:

"More than forty years ago, when His Majesty was only the crown prince, the first emperor was still in the prime of life.

But Great Xia is also an internal and external trouble, there are demon clans in the north, and overseas demon monks in the west to bewitch sentient beings.

The first emperor was furious, and he drove a personal expedition and fought with the leader of the demon monk in this Taiyin Mountain, and the battle was dark.

Among them, a sword slashed into the air, and it directly cut off the Taiyin Mountain Range and turned into a line of Tianxia. ”

When Yu Chen heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised. Saying that this sword opens up a hundred-mile gorge, this is not something that a great supernatural in the Divine Realm can do.

"Nature."

Zhang Chun also showed a look of pride on his face, "The First Emperor is the supreme power of the Fourth Realm, and he is even just one step away from breaking through the legendary Fifth Realm of Heaven and Man, but it's a pity that time doesn't wait for people...... Time doesn't wait for anyone......"

At this moment, the Nine Ghost Spirits had landed in this Heavenly Canyon.

——When viewed from the sky, it just looks like a thin straight line, but when he is really immersed in the scene, Yu Chen finds that this line of heavenly canyon is extremely wide.

The narrowest part is 100 zhang wide, and it will not look crowded when riding side by side. The mountain walls on both sides are steeper and steeper as they go up, until they reach the top, only a ray of bright moonlight casts, which is full of gloom.

And in this canyon under the moonlight, it is also a miserable state. Countless broken swords, broken flags, rotting corpses, pitch-black ashes...... Everywhere. The earthy yellow earth and stone were also dyed dark red by the blood of the past, and it was even more terrifying in the light of the moon.

As for the mountain walls on both sides, they are carved with all kinds of abandoned formations, which are strange and abnormal.

Revisit.

Zhang Chun also showed a trace of memory in his eyes, pointed to the ground and said:

"On that day, the old man led the grain caravan here.

On the mountain wall, the formation pattern suddenly lit up, and countless heaven and earth qi turned into a rain of arrows poured down, bringing down all the mortal guards in an instant, and catching us off guard.

Then, one by one, the figures wearing pitch-black soft armor and the red circle pattern of residual blood on their chests jumped down from the top of the mountain, and killed them brazenly while the grain transportation team had not yet been reorganized.

The only god in the grain transportation team, the Qi Shi Zhong Shi, resisted desperately and could be defended, but among those anti-thieves, two people suddenly jumped out, one old and one young, the old man was as thin as firewood, holding three sticks of demon incense, and when it burned, Zhong Shi spit blood from his mouth and was sluggish.

And the young man, who was stronger than a bear, played a pair of Xuanhua axes, from which the army was like entering a no-man's land, taking advantage of Master Zhong's weakness, he was cut into two pieces with an axe.

At this point, the entire grain transportation team, the power of the resistance of Zaiwu, was slaughtered, and the relief grain was also taken away. ”

In Zhang Chunyi's narration, Yu Chen basically understood what happened that day.

Yu Juvenile on the side walked to the mountain wall, observed those formations, frowned and said: "This magic circle can be described as quite complicated, if it is of this scale, it will take at least three days to depict it in detail." ”

After a pause, she looked at Zhang Chunyi: "Old man, at least three days before you came to this line of Tianxia, they had already laid a trap. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi's eyes widened, and he shook his head categorically: "That must be impossible!" For the sake of insurance, the old man will only take out the map one day in advance and check the itinerary for the next day!

Even if those thieves had monstrous ability, it was impossible for them to know the route of the march three days ago-the road through the Taiyin Mountain Range had eight official roads in this area, and they couldn't be blinded! ”

As soon as he said this, he said.

Yu Juvenile and Yu Chen were both stunned.

A day in advance to see the next day's marching route?

"This grain route...... Not what you planned? ”

Zhang Chun was also shocked by this question, as if he remembered something.

"No, not an old man."

After a long time, he shook his head and said:

"Originally, this matter was not the old man's job, but Qin Lie, the secretary of the household department, was in charge, and the marching plan was naturally made by him and presented to His Majesty after it was made, and it could only be implemented after approval......

But although the old man didn't deal with the old immortal, he should have something to do with the Shuntian rebels - the old man remembered that his Qin Lie's hometown was north of Youhe, and when the first Shuntian incident occurred, many people in his family died at the hands of the rebels, Qin Lie's hatred for the rebels was eager to eat their flesh and drink their blood alive, and in any case, he might have colluded with that group of rebels. ”

When Yu Chen heard this, his brows furrowed again.

- In this way, they know the route of the grain caravan.

Qin Lie, the head of the household, Zhang Chunyi, one of the servants of the household, and Emperor Qiyuan of the Jinluan Palace.

At this time, Zhang Chun must not be the rebel's internal response, and Qin Lie has a life-and-death enmity with the rebels, so only ...... Emperor Qiyuan?

Crazy, right?

The emperor and the rebels colluded?

Why didn't he just give up the throne?

Shaking his head, he put aside his chaotic thoughts.

Yu Chen closed his eyes, and the beast and bird enlightenment technique was activated.

- Although this line of Heavenly Canyon has been surveyed by the people of the imperial court, no clues have been found.

But no matter how carefully they investigated, it was only three points to the bone.

Yu Chen is different.

He has the art of beast and bird understanding, and the whole heaven and earth, except for people, are his eyes.

At that moment, in the silent glimmer of heaven, faint rays of light converged.

In the eyes of Yu Youyu and Zhang Chunyi, it was from between those soil and stones, the horns, all kinds of insects and beasts, gathered together, surrounded Yu Chen, lowered their heads, as if guarding the emperor.

Zhang Chun was also amazed, and bluntly said that such a method of controlling beasts was last seen in the national calendar of Great Xia for three hundred years.

With the decline of the sect called "Imperial Spirit Taoist Temple", this thaumaturgy disappeared forever in the torrent of history.

I didn't expect to be fortunate enough to see it today.

At the same time, he also understood why Yu Chen had to come to this line of Tianxia.

After a moment, Yu Chen opened his eyes.

He casually took out some food from the mustard seed Sumeru bag and distributed it to those frosty ten thousand kinds, then looked at Zhang Chunyi and pointed to the south.

"—After robbing the relief food that day, they went in that direction."

After that, the two of them sat on the Nine Ghost Chariots and chased in the direction suggested by those insects, fish, birds and beasts.

Only this time, the Nine Ghost Chariots did not fly to the sky, but walked close to the ground.

Because he couldn't travel a long distance, Yu Chen had to once again realize the art of beast and bird understanding and follow the trail of the rebels.

Another day passed.

Following the trail of the Ten Thousand Beasts, the Nine Ghosts stopped in front of a village.

The two of them are ghosts, and their brows are furrowed at the same time.

At this time, Zhang Chun also became a ghost, so he could naturally see ghosts.

Therefore, he could also see that under the old locust tree at the head of the village, a thick resentment like a black mist lingered.

He was so shocked that he got goosebumps all over his body.

- Even though he has become a ghost, he is still a little afraid of this kind of infiltrating resentment.

But Yu Chen had long been used to it, and took a few steps forward directly, looking directly at the hideous ghost.

And in the black fog of resentment as huge as a hill, countless hideous and terrifying grimaces rose and roared, as if they were suffering some kind of extreme pain and anger, deafening!

Distorted and crazy faces rose and fell in the black mist, erupting into a monstrous terrifying resentment, almost condensed into substance!

But when Yu Chen approached, they suddenly seemed to be shocked by some kind of horror!

The hideous grimace showed an instinctive look of horror on his face.

- This is absolutely nothing that happened when Yu Chen encountered those ghosts in the past.

He guessed that it should be the effect of the god fetus "Emperor Xudu".

As soon as the mind moves, the womb of God manifests.

The resentment of the group of hideous demons turned into a group of hideous ghosts directly prostrate on the ground, trembling.

Immediately afterwards, take out the Sutra of Salvation, and the golden light is released.

Scenes of broken marquees came into view.

And the heaviest fragment of memory among them is a hollow circle of almost perfect blood-red.

- The banner of the Suncheon rebels.

This blood-red hollow circle pattern has been widely spread since the first Shuntian uprising assassinated Emperor Qiyuan.

The whole pattern is not complicated, it is an almost perfect hollow circle, and the edges extend out like the sun's rays, symbolizing the meaning of Shuntian.

It is exactly the same as the flags of the rebels who robbed the disaster relief food in Zhang Chunyi's marquee at that time.

Then look down.

In this incomparably huge gathering of resentful souls, more fragments of marquee lanterns came one after another, as if they had taken Yu Chen through time and space.

Let's say that this small mountain village, called Xiujing, has a village of more than 100 people, who make a living from farming and gathering.

Although it is not as prosperous and lively as the big city, it can be regarded as indisputable and enjoyable.

There is a big waterwheel at the head of the village, it keeps turning all day long, irrigating the farmland, there is a big locust tree at the end of the village, at this time of year, the locust flower falls, it is collected by the women and children in the village, and it is made into a locust cake, and the children in the village love to eat.

But this year, the locust trees are still luxuriant, and the ground is sprinkled with countless locust flowers, but no one cares.

Because of an accident, this small mountain village called Xiujing disappeared in an instant.

It was dusk about ten days ago, and the smoke was curling and it was getting dark.

The strong men of Xiujing Village dragged their tired bodies one after another, and returned from the mountains and fields under the welcome of the yellow dog at the head of the village.

When night fell, Xiujing Village fell silent, the lights went out, and the people in the village fell asleep, waiting for the sun to rise.

But what they didn't expect was that the sun would rise as usual the next day, but they would never see it.

In the middle of the night, the barking of the irritable dogs resounded throughout the village, and one by one the men were alarmed, lit the torches, and got up at night to see.

Under the blazing firelight, ghostly figures broke into the village.

One of the shadows flicked in his hand, and the head of the big yellow dog at the head of the village exploded with a thud, shattering into a pool of flesh and blood.

They broke into every house, caught all the people, and gathered them at the head of the village.

In the memories of the broken marquee, those dark shadows completely ignored the people's pleas for mercy.

Hand up and knife down.

Boom.

A stream of blood light stained the entire Xiujing Village red.

The sound of the cold blade slicing through flesh and bones echoed in the night.

The massacre for no reason did not last long, and after only half a pillar of incense, only a corpse with horizontal and vertical bodies remained in Xiujing Village, which was originally full of vitality.

Scarlet blood flowed down the river, soaking the soil, and the pungent smell of blood enveloped the village.

Unwilling, angry, and resentful ghosts stood up on their corpses, looking up to the sky and howling angrily!

Then, the shadows took away all the corpses of the able-bodied men in the village, and buried the rest of the old and weak women and children on the spot.

They came silently and walked silently, taking away all the corpses of young people in Xiujing Village.

From beginning to end, there was not a word.

It's like a farmer's uncle wielding a sickle in a rice field and cutting a stubble of rice.

Slur over.

But for Xiujing Village, it was a disaster.

Uncle Wang is in his sixties, and when he received a letter saying that his son, who was working in the town tomorrow, would come back, he went to the butcher's house to pick up half a pig, and waited happily.

Widow Zhou raised her daughter alone, and it was the happy day of marriage in two days, saying that she was taken by the son of a rich family in the county, and the mother was very happy, saying that the hard days were finally over.

Li Dazhuang finally saved enough money and was ready to go to the chamber of commerce in the county town, and he believed that he would not be trapped in this small village for the rest of his life.

Zhu Xiaoding has been waiting, and he likes to sit next to the waterwheel at the head of the village, waiting for his dart running father and mother to come back.

……

Xiujing is not big, and there are only about 100 people.

But everyone is alive, there are sorrows and joys, there are tears and laughs, there are expectations and waiting.

But on that night, everything was shattered like a mirror.

And the one who started it all.

When all the marquees overlapped, and between the fragments of memory, countless anger and resentment converged.

Everything was shattered, except for a blood-red round flag, which was bright red.

【Five-Rank Spiritual Wish】

[This hatred is hard to dispel]

[Time limit: 10 days]

【Reward】

(End of chapter)