Chapter 210: Longevity

This is the darkest time before dawn.
The sky and the sky are all dark, the sparse stars are reflected like lead clouds, and the violent wind tears them like defeats. Under the night is a deep deep forest that is like a dragon, and the ghostly firelight quietly lights up from around, see The wind is long, like the dragon snake Shu unfolding the body, the blood-like color dyed half of the lost track.
Xiao Yan's bones were covered with a dark black cloak, covering all the bruises and bruises below. She stood at the upper wind and looked underneath, behind which were the corpses of earth and a group of standing subordinates.
She asked softly, "Sifangshanmen, what is the situation now?"
Behind him, a gray-robed man said: "The Bai Dao Army that arrived a few days ago is divided into two groups, guarding the south and north of the mountain gate. The mountain waterway has been choked by the throat, and the west path is still under our control. The newspaper has found a signal of Baekdo reinforcements in that direction. "
Xiao Yan was at the bottom of his head, as if ignoring the fighting below, and as if in a daze.
Seeing him rise up, seeing him feasting guests, seeing him collapse. (Note)
This is the place where Shaohua has devoted her hard work for more than ten years, and it is also the source of her life-long turbulence.
She saw how the Burial Soul Palace was prosperous, how powerful Helian Yu was, and how these were all prosperous and declining, and now the end of the road is going to end.
"... wait another hour, and we will go."
The gray robe man was startled: "Walking from the West Road?"
"West Road is directly outside the customs, and now the border of Xichuan is chaotic. We went to either find death, or we will become the next of the alien." Xiao Yangu smiled coldly, "bypass, walk from Qiushuiwu, we go to northern Xinjiang!"
"Qiushuiwu has fallen into Bai Dao's hands, and the people in charge there ..."
"Ruan Feiyu, the Southern Confucian, Miss Qin Lanshang of the Baiguimen, Ying Shuang, the master of Mingzhu Gambling House, and ... Sun Mingfeng, the ghost doctor of Dongminggu." There was a hint of smile, "All are smart people, they will naturally make smart choices, but they have to leave some way letters to explain."
Grey robe man understands: "Subordinate understands."
In fact, he still has a question in his mind. He wants to go left and right. Why not retreat now, but stay an extra hour in this place?
However, Xiao Yan didn't say anything, and no one dared to ask. The subordinates of a person should always have some insight. They should not listen to things that should not be asked, and never be curious.
Xiao Yan stood up with his hand, his eyes crossed the messy ground and looked in the direction of the Hall of Fright.
The wind blew over from there, and she smelled the rotten taste of death.
The worm on the back of Chu Xiwei's hand did not bite his skin, but reopened his wings after a meal and flew to the white man who stopped silently.
Ye Fusheng grabbed Chu Xiwei's hand and couldn't wait to touch the next layer of skin. When he was sure that there were no wounds on it, he felt that the big rock fell to the ground. The cold sweat behind him was blown by the wind, almost chilling the bone marrow, and the big ups and downs were seen. Ye Fusheng, who is accustomed to life and death, both had a soft leg and almost knelt down.
The bugs crawling all over the ground seemed to have received some mysterious instructions, away from them like a tide, and even part of the door and window that were about to climb out of the room retreated back, surrounded by a foot of the comer's feet. Scalp numbness.
"division……"
Ye Fusheng looked up at the familiar figure, but his voice came to an abrupt halt. Chu Xiwei followed his gaze and his pupils shrank suddenly.
The person in front is indeed clear, but it seems not.
Duan Qing's white hair was like frost and snow, and it was like running satin under the light of Yuehua. It was a color that was cool and did not show the old. It was not like the gray and decayed dying of the dead.
It was that face that was more lifeless than hair.
The long face that has remained unchanged for decades, seems to have been limping for dozens of years in these few days. His eyes have vague lines, his face is bloody, his lips are dry, and his body is weak.
He stood quietly like this, as the evergreen tree was cut off the root system, exuding the withering breath of the tree from the inside out.
"Dao Chang," Chu Xi had a dry throat, and he watched the flying grub fall on Duanqing's right palm, "You ..."
"This is Ligu Gu." Duan Qing watched the palm gulp twirling unsteadily, his fingers folded and spread apart, as if pinching a common ants, "Hellian Yu is gone without a longevity gu, he can only retreat And secondly, with the help of the mysterious mythical tricks, I transformed myself into a 'gu-nest', and introduced Lihen Gu into my body to control other grubs here. "
There was a small bite in the ear, and Chu Xiwei's eyes fell on Helian Yu's corpse. When he saw his exposed Qiqiao and wounds everywhere, the flesh slowly bulged one by one, and then was licked from the inside out Bitten through, and drilled out several small hate guts.
A corpse soon became unrecognizable, and Rao Yixi's insights could not help but tremble with palpitations. If he was really bitten by this Li Gu, would it become like this?
He Lianyu wanted to gain the power of the worms, and he paid for life and death. Until now, the cause and effect cycle and the revenge of the enemy are known.
Duan Qing seemed very tired, his voice was very soft, and his eyes were half open. Ye Fusheng suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his left hand hanging down his sleeve.
If it is normal, such reckless and rude behavior will not be wiped away, but it will also be dull and lightly trained. However, this time the white-haired road leader did not even evade, and Ren Yefusheng opened his clenched palm. .
In the pale palm lies a half-finger-length, thick-grained blood-worm, which looks like a centipede, crystal clear and transparent, and he is held in his hand with a dying breath, revealing the dying coldness.
Ye Fusheng had never seen this thing, but knew what it was from Chu Xi's slightly changed look.
Longevity Gu.
The last longevity Gu in the world was planted in the body of Mu Qingshang when he was two years old, and grew up in the environment of the strange and killing of Mi Zongling, and under the suppression of "Wuji", it was Mu Qingshang ’s Life is also the root of Duanqing.
Now, it is dying.
If there was a pot of chilly cold water splashing head-on, Ye Yesheng was cold from head to foot in an instant, and he felt the cold coming out of his bones, his body suddenly began to tremble, and his voice also trembling: "Madam, you ... why ..."
"That day when I asked Chan Mountain, Zhao Bingmo told me that Helian Yu had made hundreds of guts and hid them in the Mizuling Ridge. No matter who wanted his life, he had to go to Huangquan with the funeral palace. "Back" ... I've decided since then. "Duan Qing closed his eyes, his voice was calm, almost indifferent, almost cruel, both to people and to himself.
If it were not for investigating Gudong, and after a poisonous accident, Duan killed Helian Yu early in the morning on Wenshan Mountain instead of using Jijiji as his bait to come to Mizuo Ridge.
However, there is a lot of crisis in Fanling Mountain. How easy is it to find Gudong? The only one who knew where it was was Bu Xueyao, who had been killed by Helian Yu himself. To find a clue, he could only start with him.
If anyone in the world knows He Lian well, then only Mu Qingshang.
Duan Qing's early love for He Lianyu was broken, but he still has memories of Mu Qing merchants in his old days. Two days ago, he left the Weeping Blood Cave under the cover of Xiao Yangu, while avoiding the sentry and ears of the guns and arrows in the mountains. , While going to the suspicious places he guessed one by one.
Broken Soul Cliff Cold Springs Forbidden Ground, Ban Ruo Hua in the pricking blood bush, the Poison Pond behind the Suzaku Hall, and ... His Royal Highness Bone Burial Pit.
After the Changsheng Gu is away from the body, it can only live for one hour, and the person who lost the Changsheng Gu will also be drained of most of its energy, almost leaving only an empty shell.
Duan Qing must see the grubs in person before he can force out the longevity gout out of the body, but Helian is so strange, leaving a small part of the grub that confuses the audiovisual in the remaining three places. The Japanese retreat line of action hangs a line, and the subordinates who guard the Soul Palace in those three places are also attacked by uncontrolled gworms lurking nearby, which will lead to the outflow of gut poison.
If He Lian Yuqiu was eager to be strong, he would not hesitate to implant Li Hen Gu to use his body as a "nest", thus disturbing the longevity Gu in Duan Qing's body, maybe this time he really had to hide from the sky.
When Chu Xiwei and Ye Fusheng had a battle with Helian, Duanqing had already arrived outside the Jingfeng Hall, taking advantage of the confusion, and hiding in a dead corner outside the door, opening the left wrist, Yun Gong forced Changsheng out .
The Changsheng Gu has a natural influence and suppression on these grubs. At the moment when it saw the sun again, He Lianyu's idea to burn the jade and stone was doomed.
The truth was clear, but Ye Fusheng was not happy at all. He stared at the dying longevity Gu in Duanqing's palm, as if his whole body was exhausted. Unprecedented panic and inability to climb and spread from the bottom of his heart, wanted to say something, throat It's already dumb.
"What hasn't been done yet, why do you cry?" Duanqing glanced at him, his eyes turned to Chu Xiwei, "The situation outside has been settled, you can ask people to throw oil and firewood outside the Jingfeng Hall, and then burn it. This place. "
Chu Xiwei didn't move. Instead, he asked, "What about you, Master?"
"Although I have lost the longevity gu, the" Wuji "of the past few decades is not white practice, and I can't die for a while." Duan Qing stretched his hand on his shoulder and patted his eyes on Ye Fusheng. He smiled, as the last flower bloomed on the dead wood, and the afterglow of the candle ignited in the silence, "I have been such a big person, after several years of life and death, do I still see these? Wipe the tears clean, When this matter is over, I will take you back to Feiyunfeng and be obedient. "
Ye Fusheng wanted to say something, but he was gently pushed to Chu Xiwei's side, and only heard Duan Qing said: "It's not too late, go."
Chu Xiwei pulled Ye Fusheng's arm silently, and the latter turned back three steps, but he was still taken out of the Hall of Fright.
From Duanqing's line of sight, Ye Fusheng couldn't stand anymore, staggering under his feet and kneeling on the spot on the spot.
At that moment, Ye Fusheng's eyes were empty and dazed. He looked like he was staring at the subordinates of the ghosts and messing up the mess, and he didn't see anything. There seemed to be thousands of noises in his brain. He had a headache and a shortness of breath.
Chu Xiwei was taken aback by his reaction. He waved his genius down to collect the dry diesel cloth. He leaned over to see Ye Fusheng's situation. His cool fingers touched the face of this person, feeling he was shaking all over. Lip twitching seemed to be saying something. After Chu Xi got closer, he heard Ye Fusheng muttering: "I ... I'm sorry ... Master ..."
Remember what I said, every year during the festival, a jug of wine. Also, take good care of your maid.
Chu Xiwei wanted to pull Ye Fusheng up, but the man knelt on the ground almost stiffened into wood, and he could only squat down, holding Ye Fusheng's face with both hands, forcing him to look directly at him, saying one by one: "you're not wrong."
Ye Fusheng twitched the corner of his mouth and laughed more ugly than crying: "If I can make it worse, if I find Gudong earlier, if ..."
"There are not so many 'ifs' in the world. Everyone has their own responsibilities and choices, whether they are full or incomplete, and doing their best is doing their best. You are too demanding of yourself." Chu Xi shook his head and said seriously, "Hellian is dead, and the Palace of Souls is going to be destroyed. Regardless of the overall private enemies, you can get paid back; Longevity Gu is gone, and the Taoist Master also has" Promise ", we take him to find Sun Mingfeng and Xuan Su. There is still a way ... Master, you told me at that time, "There is no trouble in the world, I am afraid that there are people with heart". I have remembered it for more than ten years, and I will remember it for a lifetime in the future. How can you forget it? "
Ye Fusheng's eyes fixedly looked at him, and there was only a calm pool of water in his eyes, a Chu Xiwei reflected in the water.
Chu Xiwei wiped the light from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and whispered: "It doesn't matter if you forget these, and I will accompany you. I will accompany you, life and death, Huangquan Biluo, I will accompany you."
Ye Fusheng stared blankly at his face and slowly zoomed in. When his hot lips gently touched the corners of his eyes, his clenched fingers trembling violently, and then released suddenly, looping around Chu Xiwei's back , Buried his head in his neck and cried.
His crying was very low and hoarse, almost choked with choked voices, holding Chu Xiwei's arms tighter and tighter, hot tears flowing across his face and wetting the man's placket skin, flowing down the collarbone into his heart.
Chu Xiwei usually stabbed people one sentence at a time, but he was very jerky to comfort people. After only a few sentences in his heart, he had nothing to say, and he could only leave Ye Fusheng to hug himself. The neck went down to the spine, without saying a word, but propped up a world under the head and feet.
In the Hall of Fright, Duanqing watched them go out, and suddenly covered his mouth with the palm of his right hand, and coughed a few times.
The voice was very low, but he was coughing and tearing his heart, and his face was pale and pale, and there was a pathological flushing. He moved his mind calmly, pressed down the rolling inside of the chest, and then stepped up to Helian Yu ’s The body walked.
The earthworms seem to smell the uneasy smell, and are about to move, making a strange rustle, gritty and terrifying. However, they are controlled by the longevity gu, and they can only gather in the center of the hall, away from exits such as doors and windows.
Duan Qing stared down at Helian Yu's body, and his eyes changed rapidly, and finally turned into a gray like death.
He took a breath, took the Poyun Sword in one hand, picked up the body of Helian Yu in one hand, and turned to the inner room of the Hall of Fright.
Helian Yuneng's hard work was also extremely extravagant. The interior room where he lived was very delicately and gorgeously arranged, and his clear eyes were swept away. Finally, he fell on the soft pillow-topped bed covered with brocade.
When the long sword waved, the sword lifted the bed open, and the hidden mantles flew up, revealing a coffin under the bed.
With one palm pushed away the coffin cover, there was only a set of clothes and a painting.
The clothes should have passed for many years. The seams were broken and the corners were rotten. The moiré embroidery on it was not as good as before, but it was neatly laid in the coffin, and the two sleeves were placed under the front flap, posing as a dead person. The appearance of rest.
Duan Qing opened the painting, which was a white bone leaning against the broken wall, and a gorgeous flower was sandwiched between the cracked fingers.
His gaze moved from the screen to Helian Yu's face. He said nothing, rolled up the picture and put it back, and then put his arms into Helian Yu's body, together with Poyunjian.
The finger squeezed the corpse's mouth open, and the dying longevity Gu was put in. It smelled and immediately cheered up, but how could a dead person communicate with it?
At the moment when Changsheng Gu was away from the hand, the outside guts rushed here like crazy. Duanqing pointed and pushed down with his left arm. The wound that had not healed on his wrist cracked again. As he moved, The dripping blood extended from the coffin to the ground, as if paving a scarlet road.
When the first grub crawled into the coffin with blood, he cleared the blood and wounded it, and pushed it three feet away, watching the grubs flood into the coffin, accompanied by a creepy bite, if any The bones and bones are like minced meat.
After the last grub entered the coffin, he kicked it, the lid of the coffin flew up and down, and pressed everything into the darkness, then walked away without looking back.
At this time, the East had hidden the fish belly white, and the distant horizon had shimmered. The entire Temple of Wind was filled with flammable objects such as dry wood and rags, and it was also piled up on load-bearing walls, portals, and cylindrical foundation stones After dozens of thunder fire bombs, the subordinates of the Hundred Ghosts Gate threw a corpse into it. Chu Xiwei heard the sound of chaos at the bottom of the mountain rising with the noise of the wind, and a signal firework was drawn from his arms. Tossed up, a scarlet firework exploded on the dark night, and the streamer scattered in a flash, as if tearing the sky apart.
The firework disturbed the entire Mizu Ridge, and the large stones waiting for the long sleeves and others waiting outside the mountain finally settled.
Ye Fusheng held Chu Xiwei's hand tightly and stared at the Hall of Fright with two eyes. He waited until Baifa Road stepped out of the gate and nodded to them slightly before he slowly laughed.
Chu Xiwei took a torch from the hands of his subordinates and held it together with Ye Fusheng. With this order, countless torches flew from behind and dragged out under the dim sky. 'S tail, like the sky splitting the ninth cloud, and a flying star.