There is a small country in the south of Xinjiang. There is a mountain on the west border of the country, called Xianji Mountain. The mountain is surrounded by red clouds all year round, and the fairy spirit is faint. The jagged rocks on the top of the mountain seem to fly from the sky, and it is even more special among the red clouds.
It is said that there are immortals in the mountains, but of course no one has ever found half a hair of the immortals. The red clouds in the mountains have become a strange talk among people after dinner. Except for the occasional visit by some people who are obsessed with looking for immortals, they are nothing like ordinary hills.
What's the difference.
midnight.
The young man slowly climbed to the top of the mountain and stood lost in thought among the rocks.
He is not an immortal seeker, but a villager at the foot of the mountain.
The strange thing is that since he became an adult at the age of sixteen this year, he has often had a strange impulse, as if something was waiting for him in the mountains. Every time he couldn't restrain himself, he would come to the top of the mountain in a daze, but he never found anything.
The rocks on the top of the mountain are very rough, and there are some very ancient textures on them, but they are messy and unorganized. The young man stretched out his hand and touched it, and felt an inexplicable and intimate feeling, which he didn't know where to start from. He didn't feel this way every day since he was little...
"I don't know if it has something to do with my parents... I asked Uncle Xu and the others, and they all said that I was talking in my sleep." The young man raised his head and looked at the stars and the moon in the sky.
Surprisingly, there are some red marks.
At this time, a voice suddenly came from the pile of rubble: "It's really unlucky. I came all the way to this broken mountain. Little Taohong of Yihongyuan doesn't even know which bastard got the upper hand first."
Someone responded: "Shut up, the National Master said..."
Following the words, the two people walked out of the pile of rubble. When they saw the young man, they were startled at the same time. The man swallowed up half of his words. Then he turned into a sinister smile and stabbed the young man with two long swords at the same time.
The country boy had a simple mind and little knowledge. He had met some immortal seekers in the past and was very polite to the local residents. He never thought that these people would kill someone without saying anything when they met, until he was stabbed by two long swords.
He didn't even know why.
The two people left with a smile. The young man was lying in the middle of the rocks, with the blood on his chest gurgling. He stared at the direction where the two people left. He wanted to ask why on the verge of death.
The two underestimated the young man's vitality and thought he would die. In fact, the young man himself had been practicing martial arts since he was a child. If he was not too defenseless, it would not be so easy for them to kill him. The young man was not dead for a while, but they slowly discovered that this
The rocks he had been accustomed to seeing since childhood gradually changed after being sprinkled with his own blood.
Under the moonlight, the stone slowly shone with a blue luster, mixing with the bright red blood, which was strange and abnormal. Then the light seemed to be contagious, and the surrounding rocks began to flash blue light one after another. Nothing happened.
In a moment, the rocks on the top of the mountain almost all turned blue, and the dying boy lying on the ground suddenly disappeared.
There was a distortion in front of my eyes, and then there was a vast expanse of blood red, like a world dyed with blood. There was no end or boundary. At a glance, there were only bones on the ground, and there was a stench of decay.
In addition to bones, there are also some fragments of stone tablets, fragments of various weapons, and sword hilts and blades scattered in disorder on the ground. There seem to be countless faces in the surrounding red mist, twisting, roaring, and wailing.
"Is this... hell?" The young man's consciousness was almost lost, "I hate it so much..."
The young man himself did not realize that in this special area, there seemed to be a special spiritual energy that was gradually repairing his body. The body that should have died of blood loss was slowly recovering. Unfortunately, his soul was already too weak and his consciousness had
If you are distracted, you will not survive.
In the roaring and wailing deep in the soul, a vague voice suddenly sounded: "This bloodline... no wonder you can come here..."
"Bloodline?"
"Are you about to die?" The voice seemed happy, "It's just the right thing for such a weak soul!"
Before the young man had time to react, a cold feeling came from nowhere, passing through his soul and reaching the depths of the sea of consciousness. The young man could only feel that there seemed to be a terrifying ghost face in the depths of his soul, grinning ferociously, and the boundless darkness enveloped him.
Surround, devour.
"Seize the body..." This was the young man's last consciousness.
He was so unlucky that he was killed first, and then his body was taken away from him... Forget it, he was going to die anyway. The young man's soul let out a final roar: "Take my body, then go ask the national master why!"
At this moment, a soul from unknown origin suddenly broke into this distorted time and space.
As if feeling the pull of the expelling shell of the soul that had just been lost, the soul got into the young expelling shell blankly.
The ghostly face in the seizure seemed a little unexpected, and he immediately sensed that the new soul was not strong, so he just kept doing nothing, even swallowing the new soul in an attempt to digest it.
"Boom!" With a sound, an unexpected and completely incompatible huge amount of information poured in, making the face bewildered. With a muffled groan, the new soul was completely rejected by it.
It seemed that this setback was quite fatal. Ghostface suddenly became much weaker, and even his form was no longer solid. He was pushed back like a tide and left this body.
Only the new soul is left in the young man's expelled shell.
The young man opened his eyes and was at a loss.
"It turns out there really is hell after death. Is hell like this?"
Silence.
After a while, a voice floated faintly: "What is the computer mobile phone video novel AV that your soul is obsessed with?"
The young man said: "Ah? You have been in hell for so many years and you still don't know this?"
"..." After another long pause, the voice said helplessly: "Who are you?"
"My name is Qin Yi."
The voice seemed to be a bit sarcastic: "What a coincidence, I learned from the soul that was just swallowed that the person possessed by you seems to be named Qin Yi."
After hearing this, the young man immediately became alert: "No, this is not hell...who are you?"
"You can call me Liusu." The voice said slowly: "This is not hell, but it can be considered hell. Do you... want to get out?"
"How to get out?"
"Pick me up and I can get out."
"pick it up?"
"If you have a mace in your hand that is thrust into the ground, that's me."
Qin Yi: "..."
The moment Qin Yi pulled out the mace, the space was distorted, and the entire area suddenly disappeared. When he opened his eyes, he was on the top of the mountain, where the moon and stars were sparse and the red clouds were lingering.
At the same time, a small village at the foot of the mountain.
An old farmer sat up from the kang.
The woodcutter opened the door and looked at the moon.
The yellow dog at the entrance of the village turned his head and looked at the top of the mountain.
"The door is open?"
"Not open."
"That's because I'm guarding the door, and you're just guarding the tomb."
"Actually, I don't want to guard the tomb."
"Then why don't you leave?"
"With it gone, this place will no longer be a tomb."
"I've never thought what you said makes sense."
…………
South from the palace.
"Father is in good health."
"Qinglin Qingjun, you are here just in time. I took the imperial elixir last night and I feel a little younger. Do you think I have less white hair?"
The young prince was silent for a long time and whispered: "Father, there is no such thing in the world..." Seeing his father's face darken, the prince did not continue and changed the topic directly: "Last night, the general reported that Xihuang Kingdom Chen Bingshicheng
, there seems to be something strange.”
The king waved his hand impatiently: "You go and deal with it."
"Yes." The prince quietly retreated.
After leaving the palace, he turned around and looked back for a while. The prince moved his eyes away and looked at the splendid Taoist temple in the west of the city. There were thousands of pilgrims there, kowtowing devoutly, long fairy music reverberating, and the Taoist temple filled with fireworks was like a fairy palace.
The prince's eyes gradually turned cold.
"Brother hates Donghuazi too?" A clear voice sounded in my ears.
"Yes?" The prince looked at his sister, "Don't you admire the immortals very much?"
"I admire immortals, but don't immortals just eat the wind and drink and be exposed to the underworld? How could they come to this mortal world to be the master of Lao Shizi?"
The prince laughed dumbly: "Yes."
"Hey, actually there are legends about immortals in many places. Let's find a real immortal. If we find one, I will follow him to practice..."
The prince looked at the Taoist temple and was lost in thought, and responded with a smile: "Okay, when I have free time, I will go look for it with you."