Just when my thoughts were completely confused, Kong Yusheng finally explained in a eloquent manner.
"I know this poem is very similar to "Bamboo and Stone", and it is also adapted from the song "Bamboo and Stone" that you are familiar with."
"But it is not as simple as an adapted poem, but the main theme of the book!"
"The so-called main theme is the basis and center of the writing of the book. It can be boldly said that the book is woven around this ghost poem."
Kong Yusheng continued to explain several sentences, but I couldn’t understand even a single word: “It’s an arrangement, the main melody, etc., why can’t I understand them all?”
Seeing my confused look, Kong Yusheng had to explain patiently again: "Let me tell you this, this poem has four lines in total. The first two lines, 'Don't let go of the mountain of corpses, the ground is still in the sea of blood', are just
It set the horror tone of the book. As for the last two sentences..."
At this point, Kong Yusheng paused, and I had no choice but to urge anxiously: "Go on, what's wrong with the last two sentences?"
Kong Yusheng first looked at me in fear, and then focused his attention on the "red backpack" behind me: "As for the last two sentences, 'Thousands of demons and ghosts have all returned, let the east, west, north, and south wind blow.' That's the book.
The foundation and center of it! As soon as these sentences come out, it proves that the book is almost completed!"
Kong Yusheng's explanation was no different from his previous one, and I still looked at a loss.
No wonder I'm so confused. There are books, poems, themes, etc. How can I understand them?
I couldn't understand it again, so I slacked off a little: "Forget it, I can't understand it anyway, so you don't have to waste your breath."
Unexpectedly, Kong Yusheng stubbornly made a third explanation: "Okay, let me explain in more detail. You know how to play Sichuan Mahjong, right? In the playing methods of Sichuan Mahjong, most of them will first exclude the types of Mahjong such as southeast, northwest and wind.
, and the last sentence of this poem, 'Let the east, west, north, and south winds', coincide with the Sichuan mahjong playing style, so in my opinion, this poem is the basis and main theme of that book!"
After listening to Kong Yusheng's third explanation, I felt that I understood most of it: "In other words, the book she wrote is also about Sichuan Mahjong?"
As I said this, I pulled out the "Sichuan Mahjong Encyclopedia" from my bag.
Little did he know that as soon as Kong Yusheng saw the "Sichuan Mahjong Encyclopedia" in my hand, he immediately covered his head with a painful expression: "I have made it clear before that the book in your hand is a copy of that book. The so-called copy means its content.
Of course it is no different from that book, maybe the original title of that book was "Sichuan Mahjong Encyclopedia"!"
Kong Yusheng’s words were astonishing. I was surprised and asked again and again: “So since the content and title of the copy are exactly the same as the original, can I use the copy against the original of the book?”
Kong Yusheng was stunned, his eyes wide open: "What are you thinking? Although I said that the content of the copy is no different from the original content, you have to know that when the copy came out, the original she wrote had not been finished, and the copy was incomplete.
How can a copy of it fight against an original that is almost finished? And to put it another way, even if the content of the copy is exactly the same as the original, its power is not the same as that of the original. After all, a copy is a copy, never the original!
"
"Just like a concubine is just a concubine and can never be compared to the queen in the palace?" I gave an example.
"That's right." Kong Yusheng responded without hesitation, and then warned anxiously and horrifiedly: "Hurry up and put the copy of that book away, I can't stand it any longer!"
Seeing the more and more tragic things happening to Kong Yusheng, I immediately put the book in my hand into my bag.
But as soon as I put the book in my hand into my bag, I saw a terrifying bloody light emerging from the thick fog on the horizon.
As the bloody light quietly appeared, the chanting of the ghost poem became louder.
"I will not let go of the mountain of corpses, and the place where I stand will be in the sea of blood."
"Thousands of demons and ghosts have all returned, letting the wind blow from east to west, north and south!"
The louder the chanting of this ghost poem gets, the more lush the bloody light appears quietly.
Soon, the bloody light completely occupied the entire sky, turning the entire Jinxiu Building into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Through this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, I saw more and more human figures appearing in Jinxiu Tower.
I wanted to take a closer look at these figures, but Kong Yusheng's exclamation suddenly burst out: "Don't, don't look at these figures anymore, they have been incited to rebel by the bloody light!"
Unfortunately, Kong Yusheng's reminder was half a step too late, and I just happened to catch one of the figures.
This figure was full of blood, as if immersed in a thick sea of blood.
As soon as it came into my sight, I heard the sound of "canopy" in my mind.
As the sound exploded, the figure turned its head 360 degrees and stared at me with a pair of white and green eyes.
It would have been okay if it had been staring at me, but it only stared for a moment, then suddenly opened its arms, moved its feet, and flew towards where I was standing.
I watched it jump from the seventh floor, I watched it cross the sandy garden with grinning lips, I watched it come to me with a fierce look!
When it came to me, I finally saw it in full view!
This is not a human figure, it is clearly a bloody antelope walking upright!
As soon as this bloody antelope came to me, it swung its front hooves and swung an ax full of blood out of thin air!
"I will not let go of the mountain of corpses, and I will remain standing in the sea of blood!"
"Thousands of demons and ghosts have all returned, no matter how strong the wind is from the southeast to the south!"
As the bloody antelope recited a ghost poem, the bloody ax it swung attacked my neck like a drop of blood!
"Kong Yusheng! Help!" Looking at the bloody ax getting closer and closer in my field of vision, I hurriedly shouted to Kong Yusheng.
Kong Yusheng thought for a moment, and then he quickly placed his ghost body beside me, trying to block the menacing bloody axe.
But an unexpected scene happened. The bloody ax penetrated Kong Yusheng's ghost body and continued to attack me without any bias.
I was so frightened that I subconsciously jumped to the side!
But it was still half a second too late. After the bloody ax cut through the air, it wiped the "red backpack" on its back and fell into a mud hole not far away!
I threw myself on the ground and looked behind me, only to see the "red backpack" I was carrying lying quietly on the ground, apparently cut off by the bloody axe.
Without the cover of the "red backpack", I was finally able to see traces of shocking blood on my back.
"It hurts! This damn ax almost cut me in half!" I climbed up from the ground with difficulty and reached the axe.
Before falling into the mud hole.
The fatal ax fell into the mud hole and was inserted straight into Kong Yusheng's body.
His body was stabbed with a deadly bloody axe, and Kong Yusheng, the ghost, didn't feel well.
In addition to having a splitting headache and bleeding, his body also began to have cracks that looked like knife cuts.
Seeing Kong Yusheng in such pain, I couldn't help but ask: "Are you okay? Do you want me to remove the ax from your body?"
Who knew that Kong Yusheng would rather suffer this kind of pain than refuse my suggestion: "No, don't take it off!"
"Why?" As soon as I said this three-word question, a bloody ax appeared out of thin air on Kong Yusheng's open chest!
This bloody ax is exactly the same as the bloody ax inserted into Kong Yusheng’s body!
"You...what's wrong with you? Why does this ax appear on your ghost?!" I asked in shock and fear.
Kong Yusheng held the ax stuck in his chest with both hands and tried to pull it out: "This is called... this is called the soul-hunting axe! Once the soul-chasing ax touches a person's body, it will chase the person's ghost. It's simply called
There is no way to avoid it! I have to pull out the bloody ax from the ghost quickly, otherwise my soul will fly away!"
But the harder Kong Yusheng tightened his grip on the bloody ax on his chest, the more blood poured out of it.
Soon, Kong Yusheng's whole body and his feet were filled with pools of smelly blood.
Smelling the increasingly strong smell of blood in my nose, I felt dizzy in my heart.
In this state, I gradually looked past the ghost Kong Yusheng and looked at the bloody antelope standing a few steps away.
Ever since this bloody antelope swung the bloody axe, it had been staring at me motionless, not knowing what it was thinking.
"It...it won't attack us again, right?" I was startled in my heart and completely woke up from my dizzy state.
While holding the bloody ax, Kong Yusheng replied: "No, it will not attack us anymore. It is just the carrier body of the deadly soul-chasing ax. Now the deadly soul-chasing ax has locked on me. As a carrier
It’s useless if it’s just a shell.”
"That's it." I breathed a sigh of relief slowly, then said with a recalling look on my face: "I have seen this bloody axe before, but the person holding the axe at that time was a controlled male corpse.
It’s not this weird bloody antelope in front of you!”
"What? Have you ever encountered this life-threatening soul-chasing ax before?" Kong Yusheng was so surprised that he stopped holding the bloody ax on his chest: "Then how did you escape before? This life-chasing soul-chasing ax
The ax is that man’s handiwork!”
"That person? Is he the person who wrote the book, the murderer of your couple?" I wrinkled my face and opened my mouth to confirm.
Kong Yusheng nodded directly: "Yes, it's that person. The Soul-Destroying Ax is that person's unique move. Please tell me how you escaped before! If you don't tell me, I will be chopped apart by this axe."
The soul is gone!"
Faced with Kong Yusheng's anxious urging, I immediately replied in a deep voice: "The reason why I was able to escape successfully in the first place was because of a little bit of luck, and secondly because of the Emperor Dragon's god-breaking technique."
"The art of the emperor dragon that hurts the gods? Is it the one-clawed emperor dragon that just dug out my eyes?" Kong Yusheng's face darkened, as if he recalled some bad memories.