Chapter 39: Mountain river cone

Soul Slayer sat down in place, and after a moment, he resumed his usual calmness: "The mountain river cone has not been known here for tens of thousands of years, and the girl said Sangzan leveled the altar Shipai should be regarded as the release of the evil spirits trapped inside. It was the solution of this public case. I did not expect that the dead soul has no tears. "Don't say you and I can't stand it. The 100,000 Snow Mountain can also be knocked down."
云 Zhao Yunlan stood behind his back, silent.
Soul Slayer said, "This is surprising."
云 Zhao Yunlan hadn't had time to answer. Suddenly, his Ming Jian flashed, a white shadow popped up quickly, and in a gesture of indifference, he thundered in the direction of the mountain cone.
However, she only rushed less than a meter away, and her body had not completely left the dial. Zhao Yunlan suddenly
grows out
a silky transparent thread, and firmly tied Wang Zheng to it. In place.
Wang Zheng froze for a moment, bowed his head, one person and one ghost met in the air, she seemed to have water in her eyes, but was stuck by a charm and could n’t even cry. Zhao Yunlan was always expressionless, which seemed extremely unreasonable. .
"Run once under my eyelids. If you can run a second time, I cut off my head and play for you." Zhao Yunlan said coldly.
Wang Zheng retracted a little silently, the spider silk still tied her like shadow.
Zhao Yunlan jumped twice in the corner of his eyes, staring at her uneasily, Wang Zheng instinctively feared, dreading his head and did not dare to take his gaze, and finally cut off the soul and gently pulled him, persuasively A sentence: "Let the Lord have something to say, but not to be angry."
Zhao Yunlan glanced at him—his subordinates could scold casually, but could not help selling the soul to make this face, so he said to Wang Zheng as calmly as possible: "You think you can sacrifice all ghosts by sacrificing yourself to the mountain cone Is it the resentment of crying together? I don't understand. Do you think "the sincerity comes, the stone is open", or do you really consider yourself a dish? "
He started to hold his tone, and in the end it probably grew more and more angry, almost shouting at Wang Zheng: "Are you lacking in mind!"
The slender red mark on Wang Zheng's neck seemed to be more eye-catching. The paper note attached to her forehead fell along with her slightly trembling. It looked like a two-dead zombie girl in a third-rate horror movie. The shape looked very funny, but No one can laugh at the scene.
After Zhao Yunlan roared the last sentence, he finally felt like venting his own voice. His expression calmed down, and he found a place beside the soul killer to sit on the floor. He raised his chin against Wang Wang and said mercifully, "Sit down. . "
Immediately after the utterance of the words, the silk thread tied to Wang Zheng surged into the shape of a silver-white chair in the air, just enough to sit alone.
Maybe the story behind her life was too long. On Wang Zheng, she could not see the kind of enthusiasm that was unique to ethnic minorities in the severe cold regions. She always looked gloomy, silent, and full of untimely restraint.
The black girl's long black hair dangled from the cheeks, floating in the air motionlessly.
After several efforts, Zhao Yunlan finally eased his tone. He slowly said, "Some things, bystanders can guess the cause and effect by listening to one ear. Do you know why?"
Wang Zheng raised his eyes quietly.
云 Zhao Yunlan sighed: "Because it happens anyway, it is doomed, not by your own ability."
Wu Zheng murmured, "You know what?"
"I just know more about people like Sangzan." Zhao Yunlan said, "Hundreds of generations of slaves. Lao Tzu ’s dead son is still a cow and a horse. No one has dared to resist. He was the first to set up such a precedent. There must be a big dissatisfaction. A and outstanding man, if you want his life, he may die generously, but you ca n’t hurt his dignity. Do n’t mention fame and fame. Not to mention that the most basic dignity of a man, such as promotion and fortune, is not to seal his wife and protect his peace of mind. "
After beating the soul, he could not help but whispered, "Is the Lord the same?"
"This fate cannot be forced," Zhao Yunlan couldn't think of the soul-stealer to chat about these trivial matters, so he said smoothly, "But if others are willing to follow me, take care of me, and know the cold and hot for me, I will not I do n’t have a thorough heart to protect others, so what is it? Is it worthy of someone?

Soul cutting shook his hands on his knees into his sleeves and shrank into a fist where others couldn't see it. After a while, he whispered, "It makes the Lord's love deep, but I don't know who can Fortunate to have it. "
"Ah?" Zhao Yunlan was exaggerated by him. He thought this sounded a little weird, so he laughed, "Oh my dear, don't you, this exaggeration makes me goosebumps."
Soul Slayer gave a slight laugh, but did not answer his words, but just said, "For his people, Zanzan bears such a heavy crime and is risky. He wants everyone to live a life of equality and wealth, and he I realized with my own hands that this seemingly out-of-reach wish had to be expected. "
Zhao Yunlan: "If it were me, the beloved woman died in the hands of these people, and died under the rules set by myself, I must hate these people more than the old patriarchs."
"Stop it," Soul Soul lifted his head, looked through the mist he made, and looked at the mountain cone that stood still there, saying softly, "It must be difficult to dispel hatred."
There was a kind of chill in his voice, and Wang Zheng felt it keenly, and couldn't help shrinking towards Zhao Yunlan.
云 Zhao Yunlan asked, "Is Sangzan watching you beheaded?"
"They are under house arrest." Wang Zheng shook his head. "The girl's father said that he was deceived by me. This is for his good."
云 Zhao Yunlan was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Is that Sangzan putting away your bones?"
Wang Zheng nodded.
Zhao Yunlan: "So, you said you wanted to come back to find your own bones and settle in the soil, but you actually lied to me?"
Wang Zheng lowered his head for a while, then nodded again.
云 Zhao Yunlan frowned at her for a moment, then turned her eyes, and said a little stiffly, "No next time."
He cut his soul to see that his attitude had eased, and then intervened in a timely manner and asked, "So did Zanzan put the girl's bones in the water?"
Wang Zheng took a deep breath and calmed for a moment: "Yes, among our people, Shan deliberately" detained and deterred ", and the water is thousands of miles away, and there are no obstacles. After the death of slaves and sinners, they have always beheaded their towns on the mountain. After the nobleman or respected man died, he floated into the water and held a water funeral. He dug out my head at night and stole my corpse that was about to be cremated. He cut off the head of the girl who died unexpectedly and used her. I changed my body, and at the riverside, sewed my head and body together, stuffed it into the corpse bag that was originally prepared for that girl, and held me crying all night, next day, beside Watching someone put me in the water. "
说 When she said that, she lifted her neck slightly, and gently stroked her finger over a circle of red thread under the neck. The stitches were fine. Usually, she only felt horrible and terrible.
什么 样 What kind of mood did he have, washing the face of his arms, and touching her dead, pale, sallow face with his fingers, and sewing her head and body together?
Perhaps, he hadn't had time to tell her his hidden and unclear intentions.
Liu Nian was so unreasonable and cruel, with a little embarrassment, it stole the beam and changed the pillars, making people tear heart and lungs, and then it was difficult to turn back.
Even the man next to me was silent at the same time, and I didn't know what they thought of.
"The running water took my body, but I never left," said Wang Zheng. "I kept watching him, and he became another person. In the original clan, three people took turns to preside over the voting, one was Sanzan, one was It was the man who took the lead in killing me, and another respected old man, who nominated a major event, and everyone raised their hands to express their opinions. Later, Zanzan married the old granddaughter of the old man, and the two of them joined forces to exclude me That man later set a trap and framed him, and two years later, people raised his hand to kill him. "
云 Zhao Yunlan took out a cigarette, put it under his nose, and sniffed lightly.
"After another year, the respected old gentleman also died. Everyone else thought he was old and sick, but I saw it with my own eyes. Sangzan gave him poison." Wang Zheng's eyebrows flew quickly. He twitched, as if he didn't dare to accept the reality so far-poison is a coward's weapon, how can a man in the sky become a villain who can only secretly poison?
He seems to be using this method to spare no effort to insult those who have been unknowingly killed by his gods and insults himself.
"Later it was his wife, that was his toddler son ... his flesh and blood." Wang Zheng grasped the equally void white skirt on her with almost transparent fingers, "Everyone who was killed by him He would cut off their heads secretly the day before they went into the water, press them in with a stone, bury their heads in the mountains, and let their bodies sink to the bottom of the water, and at this time, the tribe There are no more people who can compete with him here. His popularity has reached its peak. He spent several years deliberately letting everyone think they were raising their hands freely, but what he wanted was what he wanted them to agree to. He became the new leader. "
I have a big power, but I just want to destroy the leader of this nation.
After the rampant was a factional battle, Sangzan suppressed, fostered, and even deliberately intensified the conflict ...
The once honest and brave young man became a conspirator without a teacher, and the young man who cried all night holding his lover's body became a cold-blooded and dangerous man ... Just like those singing and dancing, simply wanting The good people who are striving to live a good life will also raise their hands, pick up the trowel, cut off the head of an innocent girl, and press her soul forever and ever in darkness and slavery.
"In the fifteenth year after my death, the Hanga tribe again broke into civil strife. The oppressed slaves for generations divided into two factions and aimed their weapons at their fellow citizens. After a day and a night of sleep, the dead people filled the valley. The infant with blood was sitting beside the corpse and wept loudly. The vulture was attracted by the smell of the dead and circled high, but it did not come down ... Because Zanzan led the rest to the altar, and then lit the oil he had buried there, standing in the middle of the fire, he opened a stone slab under the mountain cone. "
Wang Zheng said softly: "The slate that was once flattened and represents eternal slavery is engraved with the name of each person. The fire has been eternal, as if the entire valley was to be burned, only the mountain and river Cone, it's like an indifferent pillar of shame, standing there all the time, always ... "
There is a reason why all ghosts cry together.