Updated: 2012-08-18

[These days are the ending, so I have to post one chapter every day, each chapter is 5,000 words. Because of the ending, if I develop the manuscript separately, it will feel very messy. After all, when the story is over, I have to tell a lot of previous pitfalls, reasoning, and decryption work of these things. The fat man found that he had first-class skills in burying pits, but the technology of filling pits was terrible... In truth, please like it for two days and read it again. It will be smoother... The above, the votes I saw.]

In 1776, a foreigner named Jack brought a group of golden hair and blue eyes to Miao Village, knocking on the locked door of the Miao Village with Western flower cloth, cream, violin and charming smiles.

Jack led the group of foreigners, under a translation explanation, to say it was an archaeological team. He hoped to pursue the history and culture of ancient China in Miao Village. They first carefully and meticulously understood the origin of each culture of Miao Village, and even deceived many valuable historical relics and national treasures from Miao Village in a way that deceived them.

It has to be admitted that Jack's methods are more gentle, which is much more intelligent than the Eight-Nation Alliance entering Beijing only a few decades later. The kind and simple Miao village people and the hospitality Miao village people regard Jack as a distinguished guest from thousands of miles away. They warmly welcomed him, treated him as a guest of honor, and had good wine and meat.

However... the people in the Miao Village did not expect a greedy heart hidden behind Jack's mask with warm smile. When Jack learned that the biggest secret of Miao Village was the valley, the greedy light revealed in his eyes turned his blue eyes into green wolf eyes.

He was familiar with the history of China and had all night long in the tombs in the past dynasties. More than a dozen blonde and blue-eyed foreigners who accompanied him secretly divided into two teams, and they were all lost in the valley in a month. He was greedy and did not give up, but determined the weirdness in it based on the news sent back.

As a holy Christian, he understands what kind of treasure is hidden behind the supernatural beings.

This man went back and came back again, and when he came back, he brought more than a dozen huge wooden boxes.

This time, he did not stay in the Miao village anymore, nor did he send Western flower cloth or charming smiles. Instead, he sneaked into the valley with these people.

The wooden boxes were opened in the valley, and there were strange men tied with bandages. They were not afraid of the blood-sucking land inside, nor the strange winds that were blowing. Several missionaries in robes and crosses on their chests opened the way with the power of the Bible. Even so, they carried ** and sheepskin rafts.

These blonde and blue-eyed foreigners are living people who have stepped into this land a thousand years later and have come out.

None of the dozen bandaged monsters came out. Jack was supported by a missionary and walked out of the intimidating valley. In his hand was a bone with golden light.

This bone caused a bloody storm in the foreigner world.

For some reason, this bone seems to carry a magical magic power, and every owner will get illusory satisfaction in his sleep. This satisfaction is like the magic mirror in European legend, which can satisfy any person's most real dream come true in his dream.

Several big figures committed suicide because of this bone because they had no way to get what they wanted in reality. They could not control themselves to immerse themselves in the dream. This bone was praised as a mysterious demon bone.

After twisting, this bone was used on political opponents. At that time, it happened to be the era of the outbreak of the Industrial Revolution, the era when political interest groups needed to expand on a large scale, and the era of decadent and corrupt Qing government. Those blond and blue-eyed politicians focused on the great country of the East, kneeling on the ground when they saw people, and had no backward nation with no backbone or integrity.

They began to look for agents and middlemen, and used the demon bone as the most powerful weapon, and handed it over to the hands of the prince who was in charge of the government affairs at that time through the unlucky ancestor of the Liu family. The unlucky ancestor of the Liu family did not find any problem when he got the bone, but presented it to His Highness the prince as a mysterious gift, and the broken bone he left behind was deducted in the middle.

Unexpectedly, within a few months, the ancestor of the Liu family, who had originally been expected to be promoted and made a fortune, actually waited for the emperor's imperial edict, and clearly pointed out that the bones given to the royal family by the ancestor of the Liu family were the products of cult heresy, killing the prince. He ordered the escort back to Beijing. Afterwards, with the efforts of colleagues at all levels, the ancestor of the Liu family escaped for a while and ran back to D-city D, which was still a fishing village at the time, and built a big house, so comfortable that he wanted to spend the second half of his life. Unexpectedly, the bone, the real culprit, was actually taken to the emperor for research...

The result is naturally conceivable. His Majesty the Emperor died gloriously, and His Majesty the trusted Emperor was eager to establish his authority, so the ancestor of the Liu family became a scapegoat. After receiving this news, the ancestor of the Liu family left a suicide note and threw himself into a well and committed suicide.

Returning to the topic, tracing the origin itself, when Ye Yi and I met the little servant ghost attached to the bone, the power in the bone was truly activated. Obviously, the power contained in a small bone could actually turn a little ghost into a powerful individual that was almost like a sperm. This is too abnormal in itself.

But now I can't say that this is abnormal, it's so fucking normal!

This is a demon god! In the mythological story, the real god who possesses a place, Lingnan covers the ancestors who are respected by all nations. Even if such a great god dies, he will probably leave some help. Besides... it seems that he is not dead yet.

This information was actually transmitted from the bone under my feet to my mind, allowing me to clearly see the scene I get whenever the bones alternate. I was very curious, why did we not have any illusions after we got the bones? I think it might be because the bones were too small, and the big bones were found here.

This question is strange. Why didn’t there be any problems with Ye Yixiaomo and his archaeological team? It seems that in response to what I thought, the bone scene was quickly passed on to my mind. It turned out that they, like us, created a box of lead bags and hid this obviously problematic bone inside.

Well, when all these problems could be ignored, I opened my eyes again and saw the sculpture that seemed to be covered in blood, and the broken place exposed and flashed with golden light.

My heart has long been restored to Qingming.

The reason is nothing. When I was almost controlled by that blood factor, the Five Blessings Dragon Mirror hanging on my chest turned into a thin layer of blue film to wrap me in it. The smell was fantastic, with a little magical tone. But it appeared in front of me, not only the appearance of a god, but I also faced it. Or its corpse and call, I don’t understand why? But the mysterious power contained in the Five Blessings Dragon Mirror protects me and allows me to recover.

I, who had returned to the Qingming Festival, sneered. I don’t know why, a scent of conspiracy always lingers around me. Especially when I really face this, just like the last boss in the game level, the smell became more and more intense.

"What do you want?" I asked lightly. It was hard to imagine that I was so calm about asking about a sculpture at this time. It seemed that from the beginning of entering this supernatural circle, my way of thinking was different from that of normal people. Even at this moment, I completely regarded the stone sculpture in front of me as a living creature.

However, it seems that there is a problem with the communication ability of the statue in front of me, and I did not give me a complete answer. I seemed to be silent for a long time and urgently wanted to communicate with others.

It slowly, with an ethereal sound, echoed in this water: "Flesh and blood... persist... protect... return... soul... repair."

A few words that were intermittently posted were shocked by me.

I recalled the scene in the dream that first appeared, and I asked loudly: "Do you need flesh and blood to remain immortal? Do you need this complete bone to give you hope of resurrection? Or do you need a soul? Or something else? You are one of the ancestors of humanity, but you make me feel that you are greedy."

"Flesh...soul...children...what do you want to know?" Its voice began to become round and smooth.

But I retorted: "I am not your descendant."

"You have blood..." Its words are very short. But the word "blood" is so clear and heavy.

I frowned and said, "Tell me first, why?" I believe it will understand. Although I still don't understand what it belongs to, is it really a God? But I only saw a pair of bones, a God, can someone snatch the bones away? I seemed to have vaguely grasped something.

"I... show you." It said lightly.

The golden light under my feet was once again brought into the mysterious scroll.

This time, it is no longer how the broken bone was stolen, but a more distant picture.

Just like in my dreams.

In the picture, the gods were defeated and their bodies were seriously damaged. They could only retreat to their hometown, teach them mysterious methods that could protect themselves and then turn into a stone sculpture. They guard their descendants from being hurt. The sacrifice uses the flesh and soul of the tribe members to repair the trauma of God. This is the fastest way. The bloodlines of descendants and the understanding of the gods will give God the greatest strength to remedy.

So... the massacre began.

Countless creatures in Lingnan voluntarily sacrificed themselves for God. Some old witches used the evil method "Gu" to immerse the girls in the Divine River and form the ancient corpse fragrance bone woman. Their bodies will emit a strong fragrance with psychedelic power, constantly changing the crowd around the altar, causing them to fall into a illusion and voluntarily sacrifice themselves.

Haha, even ants are alive, even fanatical religious elements will not really want to die. This is instinct.

However, the corpse scented bone woman was too strong and the killing continued. The dead creatures were forcibly extracted their souls and flesh and blood into the altar, from the initial desire to restore God's health to the recovery of the gods. To be precise, it should be the gods who have recovered their rationality and asked the witch to stop this killing. However, it was too late! The witches had already discovered that with the help of the gods, their authority could be greatly increased, and their almost supreme right to live and kill. The ambitious witches understood that taking advantage of the gods when they were the weakest was a great opportunity to replace the gods.

So, a rebellion arose.

The so-called gods were thrown away by real myths. In order to strengthen their authority, the witches weaved a series of lies and murdered them again and again. They established absolute authority, and they became high and became the masters of the entire Lingnan area.

In order to maintain the mystery of God, they drove the crowd to dig the entire mountain, buried the altar deep in the mountain, borrowed mountain springs, trapped the altar in the "sea". Planted a forest of mist and isolated the world. In the end, the corpse fragrance bone woman was left as the last guard. The function of the corpse fragrance guwo was only to collect flesh and blood, so that God could not die, that's all.

God is angry!

However, how can a lion who is seriously injured be the wolf's opponent?

The group of witches who were once given powerful power by themselves instantly became masters of the highest power. God could only be trapped here with grievance and would never escape.

After all, God is God. It once stood at the top of the food chain and owned a powerful force that ordinary people cannot possess, even if it turns into bones. There is no flesh and blood. But it is undeniable that God’s mystery is something we can never speculate on.

It uses its own power to isolate the connection between the "sea" and the forest.

Use the tens of millions of bones that were once the present to pave the way to become a river of bones. Firmly hold the final trend.

Before Blonde Jack, it didn't succeed much. At best it was just an impact and an obstacle.

However, the dozen bandaged mummies brought by Jack were tied up with great care. It found that these things were not afraid of the fragrance of the corpse scented bones, and remotely controlled a battle beyond common sense. The final result was that the corpse scented bones were completely destroyed and the mummies were completely destroyed.

However, in order to warn the descendants outside and what the witch did, God let go of the stone carving shell to protect himself, allowing this strange blonde and blue-eyed race to take away one of his arm bones.

This is a counterattack that has been planned for thousands of years.

Unfortunately, it did not know that the outside world had already changed drastically, and gods, Buddhas, immortals, and demons had long become real legends. The news it tried hard to convey had no value at all.

Even it does so many hands and feet on the bones.

But what happened later? I really want to know how Ye Yixiao Mom turned into that mummy, oh, she should be called the corpse and scented bone woman. Unfortunately, God didn't give me the answer. The picture came to an abrupt end.

I couldn't help but wonder what the original sentence meant.

Flesh, soul, repair, etc. Will these intentions be real when they are connected? It seems that I can't refute it. I can't say that the gods will lie to me, a mortal.

However, as Chinese, after thousands of years, each of us will have some complicated bloodlines, right? So, I can understand the statement that my bloodline is related to it. I think that any person who comes to the street will have some. I don’t want to get entangled in such a problem.

I said to the statue, "Can you tell me, what's going on with a corpse scented woman in the forest? What are the accomplices who follow the corpse scented woman?"

I felt like I was asking the omnipotent Duma, and when it was still safe, I couldn't wait to solve the depressing mysteries in my heart.

This time, the 'God' did not show me any more pictures, but said in a cold and melodious voice: "I need flesh and blood to survive. Those... amateurs... ghosts are just the souls of those who took my arm bones."

"So, she was selected?"

"She is a woman."

"It's so fucking simple! It's just because it's a woman that was kept. What about us? Are you planning to eat us too? Because now this valley is in your control. Even the corpse and scented bone woman have been replaced by yours!" At this moment, I couldn't suppress the fear in my heart, and the anger after being played with it, completely burst out.

"Let's go out! I'll give you the bones!" I yelled.

I finally found the shortcomings of this "god"!

Here, it has no ability to threaten anyone, and I have no interest in knowing anything anymore, especially the bullshit incident thousands of years ago. I want to live! I think we all walk out of this damn forest alive! I don’t want to be led by the nose like a puppet, and even life and death cannot be controlled by ourselves.

I suddenly realized that everything was wrong!

This so-called God has no power! The real power is in the bones under my feet. The remaining power has gradually spread to every corner of this valley over the years. In the past, everything here was for the witch to prevent the resurrection of God, but it still exists now. The only thing that has changed is that the corpse and scented bone goddess has changed from obeying the witch to a tool for "God" to collect flesh and blood, flesh and souls, and is no longer the prison guarding God.

If these judgments are valid.

Then, everything I saw before would be...an illusion!

Only in this way can I explain clearly that I am safe and sound. Apart from the protection provided by the Five Blessings Dragon Mirror, I have not received any harm from the **! It’s not that I can’t do it, but that I can’t!

It can only affect me on a spiritual level and want to control me.

However, I did not sincerely reward the bones under my feet like my descendants.

I did not, like a devout people, cut off their hearts and livers. I am me, and I never think of myself as God's people. Even when facing such so-called God and so-called ancestors. Haha... I can't be considered a relative after five regiments, let alone a monster with a dog head thousands of years ago!

It let the man named Jack explode the stone on his body, so that the power can be emitted as much as possible to control the ghosts and monsters in the entire valley. It also uses the inexplicable power carried by the broken bone to walk out of the forest. If I guess correctly, there must be something similar to a curse on this bone. This thing will attack as soon as it comes out of the green forest. It makes people fall into a hallucination of several degrees. After that, when it returns to the valley and senses the subject, it will become a guide.

Although this so-called God may have been kind enough to remind him, I believe that it will never let us go. Or... He will not let anyone besides me. This is his nature! No matter how outstanding it was when he was a member of the ancestor of mankind, now it has lost the ability to call the wind and rain, and has lost the right to worship millions of people, but just stayed here like a lonely ghost. Qiqiai Ai Ai... Waiting for death!

Ha ha ha ha!

At this moment, I laughed unscrupulously. I guessed right, I could go out and tell Ye Yi that as long as we kill his mother, we could safely walk out of this forest. If I guessed wrong, I might die here, but I would never take someone else's life into a ticket to let me go out safely.

I am not Jack in that picture, I am Yang Guang!

I slowly bent down and picked up the shining bone.

"Let us go out, I guarantee you. Every year, three cattle and sheep will appear in this valley to provide you with flesh and blood. Or, let me throw it into the lake, and you will never be able to let the second person come here safely. Your mission has long ended. People outside are no longer living a life that you can imagine, and you do not need your protection. You are just God! The God in the myth! It should not appear in our lives again, so, God! You choose."

[Eight Feng Shui Signs of Bad Fortune] One, the forehead turns black and dark; Two, the roof leaks; Three, dreaming of someone who has passed away; Four, the nose has problems; Five, the business trip is in a hotel; Six, the house is moved into a big house; Seven, the flowers and plants die; Eight, the right side is filled with earth.
Chapter completed!