On the bridge, however, the ceremony has already begun.

In the magnificent scroll constructed by the five bronze paintings of white bones, the picture has really moved since the first one.

Yama, Black and White Impermanence, Meng Po, Soul Crossing and other underworld guards were all guarding the Nai He Bridge one by one, all with solemn expressions.

And on the throne of white bones, the white lady's emerald Luo skirt gradually dried up, and the plump flesh and blood were like snow water that quickly evaporated and dissolved into mist, hissing white gas from between the skirts, and her whole person was already in shape, under the black green silk, there was no more bewitching face, but a red and pink skeleton.

She left the throne and walked into the first bronze painting.

This is the scroll of the gods, and after she was put on the throne, the white bones quickly disassembled and spliced together, turning into the appearance of the fallen god.

The god fell from the sky like a meteor, leading up a bottomless abyss, and then, in the second scroll, her pale hand groped the edge of the abyss, slowly crawling out, and then the second scroll took shape, and she merged into the third.

She turned into a huge bone demon a hundred feet tall, her body was wrapped around countless broken skulls and naked women, she waved her arms, fighting with the locust-like figure in the air, the two bodies were obviously very different, but the white bone demon looked painful, as if he was suffering from a thousand knives all the time.

After the hundred zhang white bones collapsed, I don't know how long later, a bone figure the size of a little girl crawled out of the pile of white bones.

It was the White Lady.

She walked for a long, long time with the pile of broken white bones, and finally came to the sand river, using the riverbed as a furnace, the whole sand river was boiled, and she drank the soup with her own white bones.

Then new flesh and blood gradually grew on her white bones, and her eyes were as simple as newborn babies when she drank water and looked up at the sky.

Then she walked towards the riverside city, into the city, into the bustling crowd, step by step towards her throne of bones.

All the graphics evolved.

Madame Bai walked into the last bronze painting, and sat down slowly with her back to the throne, just like in the painting.

Her face was tired, as if she had lived her life all over again.

She sat alone on the throne, and did not look at the soul of the bridge again, and the skull covered her body like snowflakes, turning into flesh and blood, and it was almost impossible to find any blemish.

And on the shore of the sand and water, the five white bronze paintings painted by the old man painstakingly came to life after Mrs. Bai walked out of the last one, and between each painting, countless paintings began to derive, connecting those incoherent pictures together, each and the next one were tightly fitted, and all the pictures were connected into a complete story.

These are the five paintings that Madame Bai spent many years deducing, and now these five paintings exist in the most critical nodes, and they have given birth to countless connected paintings.

If Ning Changjiu saw this scene at this moment, he would really be shocked.

Because these paintings tell the story of Madame Bai's past, it is the story of Linhe Country becoming the capital of Xu, but these are not only the past, now in this city, these five pictures are equivalent to five towering pillars, which build the mythological logic of this Xudu.

And the logic of mythology is one of the keys to the self-consistency of every kingdom of God.

The basis of the logic of myth must be constructed on the basis of real and rigorous facts that have happened, and cannot be fabricated out of thin air, and then exaggerated changes in this fact to cast a veil of mystery over it and make it a myth.

This veil is the separation

The veil that separates the world from the kingdom of God is like a peach curtain, but the rank is countless times higher, because it is a light veil constructed by the stories of the gods.

If the foundation of the story is too false or the myth deviates from the original, it will cause the kingdom of God to collapse.

And at this moment, Madame White is waiting for all this to be completed.

Madame Bai not only wants to build a drunken capital, she wants to make this drunken capital a real and new kingdom of God!

She said that she would give the city eternal life.

How can the underworld live forever? The only thing that can really last forever is the life of mythology.

And now she has carried the throne and sat alone, looking tired, just waiting for the completion of the construction of the logic of the myth and the crowning of the new lord, although even if the construction of this kingdom of God is completed, it is still far less than the legendary twelve, but it doesn't matter, turning Linhe City into a capital is just the first step in that grand plan.

On the throne, her realm continues to rise, breaking through all the way from the original long-term realm, and it won't take long for her to return to the peak of the purple court just like she did when she was alive, and when the kingdom of God is completely constructed, she can take over the authority, and then she can step into the five realms in one fell swoop.

"Madame Bai, the people have brought it back. A maid knelt down by the bridge, followed by a young man whose hands and feet and mouth were gagged, which was Shubai, who had been captured by the maid.

Madame Bai bowed her head, her white fingers were a little, and Shubai's body was held up by an invisible force, bypassing the huge white bone throne, and slowly flew in front of her.

Mrs. Bai has black hair like a cloud, her complexion is like milk, her overlapping ** is slender and straight, if it is carved from cold and beautiful jade, the lines are so flexible that there is no trace of obstruction, her fingers are on her red lips, like the corners of her smoky eyes, and the mirror-like eyes reflect the young man's extremely shocked face.

She hooked her fingers and tore the seal off the white tree's mouth.

Shubai seemed to be unable to breathe for a long time, and suddenly relieved the big stone that was pressing on his chest, he bent over, took a few breaths hard, raised his face hastily, and stared at the woman on the throne in front of him.

"You...... You are ......" Shubai's eyes widened and looked at him incredulously: "You are ......"

"It's me. Madame Bai said lightly.

"White ...... Sister Bai?"

Of course, Mrs. Bai today is very different from the girl back then, but Shubai still recognized her at first sight.

She became more beautiful, and that beauty was covered with a veil of mystery that dazzled him, and he could not hold back his tears just by looking at it.

A few years ago, there was a girl who was cold on the outside but had a good heart to help him get rid of those who bullied him, she claimed to be Bai Ling, and let him call her Sister Bai, she gave him a list to help him pick up the goods, and then just as if he had done an extremely ordinary thing, he said two words and left.

After that, this face was engraved in Shubai's mind, from the daily dream to her liver and intestines after her death, and now the sadness has finally been relieved by the years, but this girl who should have died a long time ago has reappeared in front of her.

It's just that time seems to have traveled through her for many years, and she has also become mature and beautiful, and there is no longer much childish style with a smile and a smile, but more monarch-like majesty and mystery.

"Sister Bai Ling?" Shubai asked again.

Madame Bai closed her eyes, and her slender eyelashes were gently covered without a trace of trembling.

Shubai's heart was like a drum, he didn't know whether to be excited or afraid, he just looked at the person in front of him fixedly, and said in a hoarse voice: "You...... finally

Who is it? ”

"I know you have a lot of questions. Madame Bai finally spoke, her voice was also cold, as if the other party was just a stranger: "I didn't lie to you, my name is Bai Ling, you can call me Madame Bai like them." ”

"Madame Bai?" Shubai was slightly stunned.

Bai Ling ignored his question, and just said to himself: "Many years ago, my true body was shattered, and there were piles of white bones, many pieces scattered in this city, some of them cultivated human form, but most of them were old men who were about to die as soon as they appeared. And I have given them memories to be part of the plan, and you are a bone in it. ”

Shubai listened to her words, glanced at his helpless body hanging high in the air, and looked at the riverside city full of white lanterns under his feet, not daring to be sure if it was real or a dream at this moment.

Madame White's words continued: "But you are different from all of them, you have a mind of your own, you have a complete life, and this once made me suspicious, and made me want to peel off your flesh and see what that bone has grown. ”

Shubai's body shuddered when he heard this, and he subconsciously touched his back, and his fingers touched his extremely rugged backbone.

A few days ago, Ning Changjiu also stared at his back for a long time.

His true life wasn't even the heart or the skull, but the bone from which everything was derived.

"I once wanted to kill you and fill my godhead with your bones, but now I don't need to. I also want to thank that child who has been for a long time for helping you perfect your heart. Madame White reopened her eyes, like a queen receiving the returning knights, "Since you have lived to this point, I can give you something greater." ”

Shubai listened to her words, but he had an inexplicable fear, and subconsciously shouted: "I don't want it!"

Madame Bai looked at him lightly and said, "I can't help you." ”

With that, she wiped her fingers and sealed his mouth again.

Behind him, suddenly a corpse figure hurriedly came, knelt on the ground, and said, "Madam, something happened, the butcher and a young man in white fought on the street, I will bring this horse face back and present it to Madame first." ”

"Hmm, you actually escaped from that courtyard?" Madame Bai was slightly surprised, and said coldly: "That Ning Shui is really a waste, if it weren't for this city, he would have killed his apprentice again." ”

As she spoke, she pointed a finger and constructed the bones of the human body under the horse's head and gave it spirituality.

Madame Bai asked again, "Where is the bull's head?"

The corpse fell to its knees and trembled, "The butcher said, the cow ...... It's gone. ”

Madame Bai didn't care: "It's just a mad cow, at most it can break through the fence and run to the street, in short, it's still in the city, let the butcher kill the boy as soon as possible, I'll provide him with the location of the mad cow, get it quickly." ”

The corpse was visibly relieved and said, "Yes, ma'am." ”

Madame Bai closed her eyes, she was now sitting like a god, as long as she moved her thoughts, she could spread her divine sense throughout the city and lock everyone's position.

A moment later, Madame Bai suddenly opened her eyes.

The original five bronze paintings containing mythological logic gradually became complete, and her humanity gradually lost, but at this moment, her expression was still unconcealably surprised.

"The city gate has passed, and someone in the city has come again!"

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