Chapter 38: The Black Lacquer Coffin
It may be easy to live, but in this lonely city of death, it is very difficult.
In the city of Garan, there is a lot of mourning. In addition to the mess on the ground, there were only seven figures left alive.
On the other side of the long street, Shi Zhongyue and Song Henian each attacked one side. Among them, sat Yang Ruoqing, whose face was full of horror. At the end of the long street, Yang Ao and Xue Yu unknowingly formed a strong combination of "dragon and snake double killing", cutting most of the remaining Ding Jia to the ground, and the rest of the handful were lucky enough to pick up a life, and they all fled to the camp.
Yang Xue and the others did not chase after each other, only wiped the blood on their faces with their cuffs, and immediately went to support the second elder of Songshi.
Hu Kai and Sang An's sword power cultivation are both five-star swordsmen, relying on their young strength and strength, they are still fighting against the second elder. But when Yang and Xue came over, they both panicked. I thought there would be a four-on-two situation. saw Xue Yu stop, and was not in a hurry to intervene.
"What's wrong?" Yang Ao was a little puzzled.
"I don't like to win more than less. ”
Indeed, just like the mountain forest inn and the road crossing of the Black Tiger Hall, Xue Yu seemed to hate this way of winning more and less, or was very disgusted.
It's really not a matter of being arrogant, that's his principle.
Each of us has our own so-called "principles", such as not eating meat and fish, not smoking and drinking, although some principles are almost stubborn or even paranoid, but there are always reasons to support ourselves to adhere to the principles. For Hussan, however, this principle is redundant. Because they think that others will be the same as themselves, they like to bully more and bully others with more and more with power, so the long sword in their hands has been out of order at this moment.
As the saying goes: gentlemen are frank, villains are often relatives. There are no ghosts in the heart, and there are no ghosts in the world. The mind is unstable and naturally abnormal. Sure enough, after a while, Sang An in the west showed his flaws - like a vole on the lawn that secretly exposed half of its body, he was caught by the eagle-like pine crane year, and he was deceived by two swords, and one sword pierced his heart!
In fact, having said that, Song Henian didn't want to kill the other party, including those who might be a little innocent and killed by the thunderstorm just now. He often said that the morality of the rivers and lakes is the first priority of courtesy. Although there were thousands of wicked people who walked on the road and died under that long sword, he still habitually ordered to the end, and could not bear to take anyone's life lightly.
It's a pity that in this world of cannibalism, for those wolf-hearted beasts who have lost their conscience, if you don't kill him, he will kill you.
With a hint of sadness, Song Henian silently closed his eyes. In the eyes, the crescent moon is reflected like a hook, the sand is thousands of miles, and the bones are like mountains......
At the same time that Song Lao added another killing karma to himself and silently repented, Hu Kai in the east was also pierced through the throat by Shi Zhongyue's sword, resulting in his death.
After a dark fight, now, there are only five silent figures left.
Shi Zhongyue lowered his curled sword, feeling tired.
The sword was silent and covered with blood.
Yang Ruoqing was still half-sitting on the ground, crying incessantly, and her little face, which had turned pale from fright, had several gray and black tear stains. Beside her, lying quietly was Uncle Zhang, who had been hit by several arrows and died in a foreign land.
Yang Ao and Xue Yu also stood silently in front of them, bowing their heads and saying nothing, as if they were mourning for Uncle Zhang.
A gust of wind came, and I felt desolate.
"Uh...... This Young Master Yang, I don't think you can stay here for a long time. That is, Uncle Zhang ......" Shi Zhongyue was speechless for a while, and in this extremely sad mood, it seemed that it was not good to say anything.
"Those people must make a comeback, and they must find a reliable hiding place......" Song Henian continued.
"Second Elder Songshi, you are more familiar with the situation in the city than I am, please hurry up and think of an expedient measure. However, Uncle Zhang must not be left behind!" Xue Yu said categorically, without the slightest intention of negotiating.
"Hey. The second elder Songshi nodded in agreement, but his face was sad. Indeed, Jialan City has been occupied by outsiders, even if there is nowhere to turn to, Zhang Bo can't be exposed to the streets, right?
"Eh, the old man has a saying, I don't know if to say it or not?" Song Henian put away his long sword, frowned and said: "Uncle Zhang's bones are not cold, you should find a place to park it, but I estimate that the mansion has been seized by those people, and the lord and they don't know where to go." Most of the righteous villages in this city are in the south, far away from here, and it is not clear ......"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xue Yu: "So I let you figure out a way!"
Shi Zhongyue was also worried, and muttered a few words of course: "I don't know if there is a longevity store near here, of course, even if there is, it is estimated that it will be closed...... However, even if you find a pair of longevity materials first, it is fine. ”
Shoucai?
Yang Ao and Xue Yu's minds lit up at the same time, weren't there exactly twelve black lacquer coffins on the head of the city?
Although those coffins are very strange, I don't know who or why they are placed there, but looking at the current situation, I can only temporarily place Uncle Zhang.
"Is there longevity on the castle tower?"
"Well, twelve black lacquer longevity...... Uh, black lacquered coffin. ”
"Black paint, twelve, let's go, go up and have a look!"
The five of them left Uncle Zhang in place for the time being, and then climbed the tower.
Those coffins were still next to the collapsed arrow tower, no more, no less, exactly a twelve.
"Huh?" Song Henian frowned and said in surprise: "This is strange, it seems to have a formation......"
"What formation?" Yang Ao asked, "Then who set it up, and why did you put such a strange formation on this city tower?"
Song Henian shook his head and was silent. Although he has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, he has seen a lot of strange and extraordinary things, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of strange thing in front of him.
"But......" Song Henian pondered for a long time, and finally spoke: "I just heard that the Demon Realm fought with the two realms of humans and gods back then, and it seems that a strange formation was used. It is rumored that they are all made of black lacquer coffins in the human world, which are sealed with different supernatural objects, and then arranged into a special shape, which can play the role of a corpse collector. ”
"Corpse collector?"
"That's right! Gather ten thousand corpse qi and merge them into a netherworld mystic skill!"
"But there are only twelve coffins here?"
"I don't know exactly what to do. According to my guess, the number twelve can represent the twelve hours of Zi Chou Yinmao, Tatsumi Wuwei, and Shen Youxuhai, and can also represent the twelve zodiac signs of rats, cows, tigers, rabbits, dragons, snakes, horses, sheep, monkeys, chickens, dogs, and pigs, and of course, there are many other meanings. ”
"And what do you think the coffin here means?"
"It is said that the three worlds of heaven, earth and man, that is, the divine realm, the demon realm and the human realm, each have twelve houses, which are combined into thirty-six houses, and each house is in charge of hundreds of millions of netherworld spirits. Whether it is conceived and born in the human world, or the gods are born by induction, the demon realm is born on the ground, and the heavenly way is reincarnated and the cycle repeats, if the physical body is destroyed, its primordial spirit should also take back the sales number of each palace, or return to heaven and earth, or reincarnate. However, there are some exceptions. Some bodies have been destroyed, but the original spirit is immortal, and vice versa. The former are collectively referred to as the Netherworld, and the latter are called zombies. ”
Hearing Song Henian say this, others still don't understand it very well, but Yang Ao's heart is as clear as water. Isn't he a mixed body of the Three Realms Yuan Shen? The Heavenly Clan Sword Emperor with the same name and surname, and the Demon Realm Sword Demon named Ah Chen, they are all ruined bodies, but the two Yuan Gods are wronged and coincidentally placed in their own soulless bodies, fortunately, not long after being killed by Li Yuan's design outside the suburbs, there are still some memories of life in the human world, otherwise he would not know who he is! Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking: "Then according to this, these twelve black lacquer coffins are to gather the lonely souls wandering here?"
"That's how it should be. Song Henian raised his white eyebrows again, and his mood seemed to be very gloomy, "Jialan City was slaughtered and experienced a vicious battle, and there must be thousands of souls of the dead!
"Despicable!" Xue Yu seemed to understand the truth, and his anger was overflowing, "This kind of trick that violates humanity can only be done by people in the Demon Realm. ”
"This may not be!" Song Henian speculated along this line of thought, and said: "As the saying goes, people are divided into good and evil, and gods and ghosts are also good and bad. According to the old man, these corpse collectors are not all done by the Demon Realm, and it is likely that the people of White Deer City did it. ”
"White Deer City, have they fallen into the Demon Dao?"
"It doesn't have to be the Devil's Way. You are too young to know that there are many people in this world who are more vicious than the devil!"
"Well, it looks like these coffins are useless. ”
"This may not be," Song Henian showed a sneer very strangely, and said in a low voice: "You can try it, put the contents inside." ”
"What!" the crowd's eyes widened when they heard him say this. Even Shi Zhongyue, his partner for many years, was shocked: "Brother Henian, this can't be unacceptable! Those things have been released, wouldn't it be bad if you can't take them back?"
"Can't take it back? Just because he can't take it back!" Song Henian's eight-character white eyebrows jumped twice, this action used to always look like an old naughty boy, a little improper, but now, it seems very abnormal. I heard him continue: "Those eight lambs occupy our place, and they are still engaged in these ghost halls, and the old man just wants to let them toss!"
"But...... Elder Song," Yang Ao saw that the scene was a bit chaotic, and he didn't know why Elder Song became particularly excited, so he hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "If this is a corpse collector, then the gang in White Deer City will definitely be strictly guarded and guarded, but you see, except for the guy who had a cold arrow before, there is not even a ghost here, don't you think it's strange?"
"What's so strange! Maybe the guy who released the cold arrow is a ghost!"