Chapter 967: : The nine-story temple of the pagoda

It was the first time that Yang Tiantian encountered such a strange thing.
For the first time, I can feel the danger just now.
If it weren't for the second uncle's stern shout in time, Yang Tiantian felt that her soul would be taken away by the paper man.
Hou was afraid of causing her to tremble sharply, and murmured: "This, what's the matter?"
"It's okay. Let's go."
The second uncle spoke lightly, holding the torch high, and walking up the stairs of the highest hall.
Yang Tiantian was frightened by the evil eyes of the paper man just now, how dare she linger any longer, hurriedly followed in the footsteps of the second uncle, and came to the temple on the ninth floor.
Then, she saw more paper people.
There are men and women, old and young.
Each one wore different costumes, including civil servants, military officers, concubines and eunuchs, and golden-armored warriors with axes.
All the paper men are the finishing touches. After Yang Tiantian appeared, they all looked over.
Nine is the largest singular. In Chinese traditional culture, it has a different meaning. There are sayings like the Nine-Five Supreme, Yang Tiantian, who has lived in the Yue family for a long time, certainly knows.
It can be more guessed from this that since Zhang Xutuo and other civil servants and generals are in the temple below, then only one person can sit in the temple at the best level.
Emperor Yang Guang of the Great Sui Dynasty.
She looked up and saw a larger offering table filled with three animals and six animals, which was a sacrifice that only emperors could use.
Without black spirit cards, the emperor doesn't need spirit cards.
The statue Yang Tiantian saw first was not Emperor Yang Guang.
But a woman.
Just because this woman is so beautiful, there is no way not to attract her eyes.
The woman was wearing a gorgeous palace costume, kneeling and sitting on the right side of the center of the temple, with her hands folded and placed in front of her lower abdomen.
Who is this woman?
Yang Tiantian just asked this question in her heart, and then she woke up.
If she is not wrong, this beauty should be Queen Xiao who has served six emperors in her life.
After staring blankly at the statue of Empress Xiao, Yang Tiantian was about to look at the statue next to her, but her heart jumped wildly, and she opened her mouth to let out an exclamation.
She opened her mouth, but she didn't make a sound like a sudden loss of voice.
Soy bean's cold sweat came out from her smooth forehead.
Yang Tiantian was shocked by the statue of Empress Xiao, because she saw ---- herself.
There is no need to look in the mirror at all, Yang Tiantian can be sure that if she were to change into the clothes of a image and sit down on her knees, it would look like this.
Not bad at all!
At this moment, time seemed to overlap again, Yang Tiantian might become Empress Xiao, and Empress Xiao might also become him, otherwise she would never have such a clear sense of fear.
fear.
The fear he had never had before made Yang Tiantian almost fainted, staggering, and instinctively stretched out his hand to hold on to the pillar in the hall.
Then, she hurried to find the second uncle.
The second uncle, but did not know when, disappeared.
As if he had never been there before.
But the torch he used to guide Yang Tiantian up was clearly placed on the wall lamp holder.
"Second, second uncle!"
Yang Tiantian finally made a voice, shouting in a dumb voice, Second Uncle.
no respond.
Yang Tiantian wanted to run.
But her legs were as heavy as they were filled with lead. They were heavy and weak.
He couldn't take a single step, only slumped on the ground.
She wanted to remove her eyes from the statue of Empress Xiao, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't do it.
The eyes of Empress Xiao's idol, like two invisible hooks, held her tightly.
Yang Tiantian is only passive, staring affectionately with her own idol for a long time.
There was a soft voice in her ears, "Hey, are you finally here?"
"You, who are you?"
Yang Tiantian propped her left hand on the ground, her right hand in her heart, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why, how do you look like me?"
If she does not put her hand on her heart, her heart will jump out of her chest.
"You should know who I am, so why ask knowingly?"
The statue of Empress Xiao, Mingmington was placed on the black giant and big confession table, without a trace of movement, not even the brows, but Yang Tiantian was certain that this soft and pleasant voice came from her.
The smile on the face of the idol is even brighter and weird.
Especially those eyes that locked Yang Tiantian deadlocked, they were lacquer black, like a dark substance that could not be seen, hiding indescribable evil.
"I, I don't know you, I don't know you----"
Yang Tiantian groaned and groaned in pain, hoping that the second uncle's stern shout would sound again and drag her out of the quagmire of indescribable fear.
Even a thunder will do.
As long as she can stop looking at this statue of God and use a knife to dig her heart out, it is not impossible to discuss.
The second uncle made no sharp shouts, nor thunder, and no one came over with a knife to dig her heart out.
Only, the nice voice of the statue came from her deep eyes: "You know me. I am you, and you are me. The me you see now means you see yourself."
"I don't know you, don't know you. Please, let me go, let me go."
Yang Tiantian wanted to cry and burst into tears.
Tears can blur her vision, and then get out of the magic eyes of the statue.
She couldn't tell, even though the voice was sobbing, no tears came down.
"It's too late, it's too late. Since you violated the emperor's valley ban on the third day of March and climbed the Lost Soul Cliff, your destiny is no longer in your control."
In the idol's faint voice, there was a clear sense of spite now.
Just like Yang Tiantian snatched her most precious thing, but she couldn't take it back, only secretly gritted her teeth and cursed.
Valley of the Kings, Lost Soul Cliff, in front of the nine-story pagoda.
It turns out that the cliff with a waterfall flowing down is called the Lost Soul Cliff.
How can one not lose one's soul on the cliff of lost soul?
Where is the lost soul?
The answer is obvious.
The soul that Yang Tiantian lost on Lost Soul Cliff should have been attached to this statue of Empress Xiao who shouldn't be her.
That's why she saw her look on the face of the idol.
Yang Tiantian didn’t know that Li Nanfang was framed by Longcheng City and locked up in the detention room of the police station. After passing out inexplicably, he once rode a black dragon in his dream and passed the Lost Soul Cliff to the nine-story pagoda. Inside, I saw this sculpture of Empress Xiao.
Li Nanfang, who was in a trance at the time, saw himself when he saw the sculpture.
With the courage of Li Ren scum, seeing him suddenly become a female sculpture, he was scared to death.
What's more, Yang Tiantian, a cowardly character?
In the Valley of the Kings, except for the second uncle who guards the tomb, no one can set foot on the Cliff of Lost Souls for no reason.
Otherwise, that person will see his own idol when he comes to the Nine-Floor Temple.
Obviously he was still alive, but becoming a statue is definitely the most feared thing.
none of them.
"I, I didn't deliberately climb the Cliff of Lost Souls. I'm just curious, curious-please, don't look at me again. Please."
When Yang Tiantian begged for help, she had a new insight.
The current scene was the real retribution she got after climbing the Lost Soul Cliff without authorization.
The experience in the dream is just an appetizer.
"Curious? Haha. The word curiosity is good."
After the idol smiled sullenly, his tone suddenly became harsh: "If you are not curious, how can you let your Majesty go to you every night? What kind of thing are you? You are just on the way of your Majesty’s southern flower appreciation. I met the offspring of a rural village aunt. Fortunately, the baby was secretly knotted and left a bloodline for the Yang family, and he considered himself authentic."
"I don't, I don't. I don't know, I don't know anything."
Yang Tiantian didn't know how to explain, but she shook her head in pain and wept in mourning.
But no tears came down, just like no matter how she shook her head, she couldn't hide from the eyes of the god.
"Bitch, trespass into Lost Soul Cliff, seduce your Majesty's soul to come back all the way, every night with you is ridiculous every night, but you don't know anything and push it all!"
The voice of the statue is even more sharp: "Do you know that your Majesty's soul is thousands of miles away, accompanying the host to face a great crisis? At this time, he needs to work with the host to help him return to China China and quell those rebellious Enchanting! But you bitch, regardless of your status as the thirty-seventh generation of your majesty, let your majesty----"
"Stop talking."
A gentle, full-bodied man's voice suddenly sounded from the side, interrupting the god's words.
Like a knife, with a click, it cut off the two hooks between the idol and Yang Tiantian's eyes, causing her tears to burst out suddenly.
He raised his head hurriedly and looked at the source of the sound.
With tears in her eyes, Yang Tiantian could only see a tall figure, who jumped off the altar beside the statue, but could not see his appearance.
"His Majesty!"
The voice of the idol was obviously a little anxious: "It's not the concubine that said you. You can cultivate to the current state, thanks to your tolerance and generosity with the host, facing all the storms together----"
"Hey, Zitong, I said don't say anything."
The man's voice interrupted the god's words again, with obvious guilt.
There is also a little shame: "After daybreak, I will return thousands of miles away and return to China with that evil barrier. I am not as licentious as you said. I just forgot because I coveted her beauty. Suffering for thousands of years of pain. I, every night for her luck, is just a whim. Also, don’t talk about'bone and blood' anymore. Don’t you hear that after nine generations, the bones and blood of the closest relatives are not involved? It is the thirty-seventh generation, a thousand years have passed. What's more, my relationship with her only exists in a virtual space."
"Yes, Zitong understands."
The idol was silent for a moment, and after answering in a low voice, Yang Tiantian's trembling fear disappeared.
She hurriedly raised her hand and wiped her eyes, and boldly looked at the idol again.
Although the idol is still that idol, the color on the clothes is no longer as gorgeous as before, mottled and old, and surrounded by a few spider silks.
As for her face, there are also countless tiny cracks.
Where is the least charming look?
The facial features are also vague, only the outline is clear, but Yang Tiantian is very strange.
It's just that those eyes are still black.
But it is pale and godless, without any soul.
"Zi, Zi Tong?"
Looking at the idol blankly, Yang Tiantian pressed the corner of her mouth vigorously.
Zitong, the general term for the wife of an ancient emperor, means queen.
Catalpa is actually a kind of plant.
The catalpa tree is the noble one in the wood. The ancients used the catalpa as a symbol of having a child. When the emperor established his queen, he called the queen Zitong.
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