bookandnovel Chapter 149 The Traces Left In The World, Guarding Silently, The Evergreen Willow In The Eyes Of The
Chapter 149 The Traces Left In The World, Guarding Silently, The Evergreen Willow In The Eyes Of The
boom!
Fragments and bloodshots erupted.
The power that penetrates the sky and the earth can completely destroy everything, but the destruction of the sky and the earth does not appear in the imagination, and some are strangely balanced. The two are in a stalemate, and the forces cancel each other out.
In an instant, the radiance of the incense on An Yuyuan's body was soaked, and the most terrifying aura bloomed here, and his power did not overflow at all, wrapping away towards the fragments and blood threads in his hand.
at this moment.
He saw a dark scene in his eyes, and a terrifying voice in his ears, and he couldn't tell what was making the sound.
And there was his 'familiar' breath in the darkness.
The black mist comes from this.
At this time, he saw a small piece of cyan swaying by, seeing it, An Yuyuan immediately knew what it was, it was a part of the ancient bronze realm, this part of the ancient mirror shattered and exploded in the darkness, torn apart.
With the shattering of the mirror, the ultimate light shines in the darkness, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten earths, illuminating the three worlds and eight barren lands!
The picture is brief.
This is a corner of the memory of the ancient mirror in my hand.
Although this memory is very short, there is unspeakable sadness in An Yuyuan's heart, anger and grief in his eyes...
He saw the past of the City God's Mirror, saw it broken, and it fell in the dark.
It is in the midst of a cataclysmic battle.
A great war full of sadness and despair between heaven and earth, the ancient mirror was shattered, and its enemy died. At the moment when the light came on, An Yuyuan vaguely saw a piece of broken mountains and rivers
Many people died, the ancient city walls collapsed, and the flowers and plants on the ground withered and withered.
An Yuyuan's pupils have two illusory colors, he looks at the fragments of the City God Mirror in his hand, and the mighty power of his City God Incense bursts into the fragments.
buzz buzz
The fragments trembled, and there was a slight whistling sound in it, as if a withered flower bloomed again in an instant, and the bloom belonged to its former brilliance!
It saw the master and felt the power of the master.
The fragment of this ancient mirror has been revived.
It's back, its former glory, it's once proud of the sky and the earth, it's back.
boom!!
The evenly matched balance is gone, the fragments press across the darkness, and the black retreats, just like a fallen army, without its former strength.
The blood is slowly calming down, and it is also slowly drying up and evaporating!
All this is as if that corner of memory is reenacting "400" again, the fragments suppress the darkness, it finally dies, but it also wins in the end, with the ultimate light "the historical light that belongs to its life.
The years are going backwards.
History is repeating itself.
Rumbling, blood is struggling, and the most terrifying thing is to counterattack before death.
The brilliance on the fragments was even more extreme. An Yuyuan had a radiant divine radiance in his eyes, and the radiance of incense on his body echoed the light on the fragments. His mouth moved slightly, and a calm and gentle word swayed.
"Wake up at this moment, even if it's just for a moment, and let this world leave your mark again."
The sound falls.
A group of soft light burst out on the fragments, not dazzling but illuminating everything.
It was trembling, floating in An Yuyuan's palm, the blood on it melted away, and an ancient bronze mirror vaguely appeared, with special symbols circulating on it.
A soft light rose from the black fog-shrouded East District.
The ancient bronze mirror exploded.
It is different from the stalwart and tyrant in the imagination. The trace it left in the world is a soft light. In the memory of that corner, it is extremely powerful, like a furious ancient king. Now that it has recovered from death, it is It was, it was, it was soft, gentle.
The trace it will leave on the world after its recovery is warmth.
It is not an invincible lion. Its terror, terror and majesty are just the power it explodes when facing the enemy, and this is the real it.
If you want to describe it, it is for an evergreen willow tree. One day when the forest came and outsiders wanted to destroy its habitat and every flower and branch in the forest, it broke out
Standing above the sky, pressing across the tops of the worlds, this is what the enemy sees, and in the eyes of the forest, it is the evergreen willow tree.
The black mist that enveloped the eastern area did not spread any more, and some of them slowly retracted and faded.
Everything seems to go back in time.
People who were originally terrified became calm. People who were awakened in their dreams fell asleep again tonight. People who were awake and submerged in the black mist were terrified and afraid of being erased, and some were calm and curious.
The soft light warms the heart, like a mother who loves her child the most holds up an umbrella and walks home with her child in the rain. With the presence of the mother, the child is not afraid anymore, talking and laughing with the mother, leaving a crisp and tender smile all the way They made noises, bouncing and jumping, and sometimes trampled on the water in the puddles, provoking a burst of doting reproach from the mother.
The black mist shrunk back to the blood stains on the fragments as if time went backwards. The blood disappeared, leaving only a trace of blood, showing the past.
Development area vacant land.
Wen Hongwen saw the black mist surging, and instinctively raised his hand to block it.
"The fog disappeared?" He looked at the disappearing fog, stood there in a daze, recalling everything that happened just now in his mind.
The mist surged in, he was swallowed, and then he... saw a soft light emerge, and then the black mist subsided.
Wen Hongwen was puzzled.
He looked at the direction when the fog came, "Is this a natural phenomenon, or some ghost event."
chi chi---
There was a noise coming from the communication headset in the bureau, and then a voice came out.
"We got in touch, we got in touch, Hongwen, can you hear us?"
"I can hear you." Wen Hongwen responded, "Can't you just contact me?"
The branch of Cang City Ghost Control Bureau was pleasantly surprised to hear Wen Hongwen's voice, which shows that the situation is not the worst. The director personally picked up the contact phone, "Hongwen, how is the situation over there? There was black fog just now. It's hanging over the entire East Side, and we can't get in touch with the people inside."
Hearing the director's words, Wen Hongwen frowned.
He saw that the people around him were all right, and some of them were curious about the fog that suddenly enveloped them and disappeared just now.
"We're fine. The people on my side seem to be fine at the moment. Director, what's the matter with this fog? Ghost incident? Have other people been in touch?"
"We got in touch. The other liaison officers are communicating with them and they can communicate normally." The director didn't answer all Wen Hongwen's questions, but asked another question, "How do you feel? Do you have any special feelings? "
"No, I feel it."
"no problem?"
The director confirmed again and again that the fog was indeed not a major problem. At most, everyone was wrapped in the fog, and now they were curious, and they had no other feelings at all.
This made everyone in the sub-bureau feel puzzled, don't you feel it?
what's the situation?
They were obviously annoyed from the bottom of their hearts when they saw the fog outside, but why the people inside were fine.
Wen Hongwen was also puzzled, he really didn't feel any discomfort, and his eyes looked in the direction when the fog came.
On the side of the street outside the Chenghuang Temple.
Two observers appeared from the receding fog and looked at each other, "What's the situation with the fog?"
"I don't know, do you feel unwell?"
"No."
The two communicated and confirmed that the other was fine.
The fog feels like the morning fog in the mountains, except for the mist, there is no extra feeling, just like the weather changes of nature.
"The communication is working, let's report it." The observer made a sound, and the other person nodded after hearing it. They were trying to communicate just now, and they wanted to report the black mist erupting in the Town God's Temple, but the communication has lost its function, there is no way connection.
Outside the netherworld.
The black mist no longer impacted, and all the ghosts and gods noticed this change.
The spreading black mist retracted!
"This is... the Lord City God must have made a move." Kong Gongliang's eyes lit up. He had just seen a light blooming in the black mist. The power was as gentle as water, which made him immediately think of Lord City God.
He thinks so, and so do other ghosts.
Judge Wei's ghostly eyes flickered.
In the next moment, he ordered the underworld servants not to go out, and he went out to have a look at the underworld.
In the courtyard.
All movements were subdued, and the ancient bronze mirror fragments slowly fell into An Yuyuan's palm.
The shards were dim and lay still.
The mottled surface makes people feel distressed, the bronze color on it is dim, and there is a patina appearing on it. It is completely different from the state when it just erupted. Everything seems to be fake. In fact, there is no black mist, and there is no strong force erupting from fragments.
TO......
The faint bloodstains on the fragments of An Yuyuan's ancient bronze mirror represent that what happened just now was not fake, but actually happened.
He looks into the distance.
I saw the scene of the open space, and also saw the changes in the expressions of the villagers outside the Town God's Temple.
The power of blood disappeared, followed by the soft radiance emitted by the fragments of the ancient bronze mirror, which took away the fear brought about by the black mist, and indirectly erased people's traces of its existence at this time The memory brought by the 'soft light', people only have the memory of the black mist, and curiosity, the flash of light is only a moment, insignificant, like the headlights of cars passing by the roadside.
It has existed in the world, but it has not left a memory for people, silently sweeping away the darkness.
"Is this the trace you left in the world?"
An Yuyuan rubbed the surface of the dead ancient mirror fragment in his hand, his heart was silent.
"Master City God." Judge Wei's voice sounded, he walked out of the temple, and Lord City God was still sitting on the courtyard.
Chenghuang is fine.
It was the same as before he left the courtyard to go to the Underworld to make a record of good rewards, the only difference was that Lord Chenghuang had an extra piece of bronze covered with verdant green in his hand.
....What it is.
Judge Wei was puzzled and subconsciously stared at the fragment in An Yuyuan's hand.
"I made you worry, I'm fine." An Yuyuan looked at Judge Wei, and made a sound before he could speak. He was always aware of the movement of the Yin Division. When the black mist hit the Yin Division, he felt it immediately, and Knowing the worries of the servants inside, this can be seen from Judge Wei's expression.
Looking at Judge Wei's gaze, An Yuyuan smiled.
"The black mist just now was because of the blood on it." He picked up the fragments and did not choose to hide them.
"Blood?"
Judge Wei was taken aback.
In the next second, his pupils shrank, and he saw the blood on the bronze shards. If the blood was still there, there would only be a small amount. Such a trace of blood could actually create the black mist that just hit the Yin Division?
what blood is that
After being awakened by the city god, he roughly learned about things in this world from Zuo Bing, and also knew the meaning of the existence of the lord. Some guesses that this...is the blood of the lord's former enemy?
Judge Wei was shocked. He didn't know what kind of cultivation level it would take to achieve such a level, but he was clear that he couldn't achieve this level by himself, and he couldn't do it even if he was twice as strong.
Judge Wei then saw the bronze piece in the Lord's hand, which was obviously a broken piece of some kind of utensil, and this thing was stained with such blood, he didn't think it would be an ordinary thing.
"Well, it's the blood on it." An Yuyuan saw Judge Wei's doubts, and answered it without concealing it.
"My lord, what is this bronze piece? Who is that blood? Or the blood of what?"
Judge Wei saluted, first asked a question, and then asked two questions again, speaking politely and respectfully.
heard the words.
An Yuyuan looked at the shards in his hand, rubbed the bronze surface, and could clearly feel the mottled spots left by the years on the shards.
What is this ancient mirror fragment?
he knows.
It is the ancient mirror of Chenghuang.
But what is the origin of this ancient mirror? He doesn't know, this thing is called Chenghuang mirror, so it should be his thing.
"It's a fragment of a mirror, the City God Mirror." An Yuyuan whispered, "As for this blood..."
Said here.
An Yuyuan was silent, he knew some of the origins of the City God Mirror, but this blood, he knew it was the blood of the enemy.
"...the blood of the enemy." Thinking in his heart, An Yuyuan murmured softly, and finally he shook his head. He didn't think about the origin of the Chenghuang mirror, not because he didn't want to, but because he had no idea.
"My lord, since you are fine, the next official will go down first."
When Judge Wei saw An Yuyuan mentioning the origin of the fragment in his hand, Xuexue suddenly fell silent. He didn't ask any more questions, and took the initiative to find a topic. He didn't want Mr. Chenghuang to make it difficult. The fragment of the ancient mirror obviously had some deep secrets. City God's Mirror, the name of this piece of utensil already clearly shows what it is, the ancient mirror of the lord, is the weapon of the lord.
There is clearly a history of grown-ups in this.
Afterwards, after he got the consent of the adults, he was going to go back to the Yin Division to tell Zuo Bing and the underworld guards that the Lord Chenghuang is fine and there is nothing to worry about.
"My lord, I'm going down to rest first, and you should also rest earlier."
After saying that, Judge Wei turned and left.
When he turned around, thousands of doubts surfaced in his heart.
...Is the blood on my lord's weapon the blood of the enemy?
Then Judge Wei thought of what Zuo Bing had said to him, "Master Chenghuang has lived for a long time, and we cannot examine the details. No one knows about his past. Father's identity."
When he said this, Zuo Bing had respect and reverence in his eyes, as well as curiosity.
In the past years, what did the adult do, what is his identity, and why does he exist in this world?
He has too many problems.
Judge Wei also had the same problem after learning the information.
He has some guesses about Lord Chenghuang. He has lived for a long time, and there were no ghosts in the past, so where did the ghosts go? He has some ideas about this, and he heard some things from Zuo Bing. According to the information from the "Ghost Control Bureau" under the Yangjian government, they seem to guess that the Lord is one of the myths in the past, and he also suppressed the ghosts in the past.
The thinking of the Department of the Yangjian government coincided with his thinking, and since the lord had suppressed the ghosts, he participated in a battle where all the gods died.
Regarding the speculation about the war, the Yangjian government seems to have no clear evidence.
However, they did find some side evidence and clues, such as the ghosts coming from earlier dynasties, such as the legend of ghosts in the past, and the appearance of "Bai Wuchang" made them more clear that the previous historical legends may not be out of thin air Fabrication, but people in the past found something and fabricated it out of it.
For this reason they thought of another conclusion.
That battle failed, but it also succeeded.
If it failed, everyone died, but the ghosts did not really disappear. If they succeeded, the ghosts disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years, and the people in the past were able to multiply.
And the traces of that great war were erased by the only surviving 'He'.
The reason for doing this is actually very easy to understand. It is easy to understand the current official. They are doing the thing of erasing the traces of the ghosts, because the ghosts will make people panic and cause instability!
"That's a broken weapon from a previous battle, and that's the blood of the enemy..."
Judge Wei murmured in his heart.
The adult has erased the traces of the past, so it is naturally impossible for him to tell the past. Judge Wei had judged this idea when he heard about the adults, especially when he saw the blood and debris, he became more convinced.
The owner of that blood is too terrifying, and that group of strong men cannot be intact in the face of such an enemy, even if there are adults.
And if such a terrible enemy is known, it will only cause panic, and sometimes it is best not to know.
The master who once cut off the blood.
There was a special color flickering in Judge Wei's eyes.
He didn't say much, walked into the temple silently, returned to the underworld, suppressed what he knew in his heart, he didn't want to speculate too much about the adults, the adults can let them 1.4 again
To 'live' this life, he was extremely grateful in his heart, and he didn't want to speculate too much, maybe they would get the answer in the future.
An Yuyuan looked at Judge Wei's back, and there was a hint of dumbfounding in his eyes.
Judge Wei seemed to have misunderstood something.
He shook his head and didn't try to explain, it's not that he didn't explain, but that it's better not to explain, and maybe it's good to misunderstand. The appearance of 'Bai Wuchang' let him know that the world where the ghosts live is terrible, and there may be even more terrifying ghosts. Even he can't deal with it. The creatures in this world keep coming to this world, which will make people uneasy, even if the ghosts and ghosts know about it, they will be uneasy.
...It might be better if my 'identity' is not disclosed.
There was an inexplicable color in An Yuyuan's eyes, "Let me stand in front for you, even if I'm not what you think, as long as you can feel at ease."
"Xi'er, did you scare you just now?" He returned to his senses and looked at the ghost baby beside him who was looking up at him.
Then An Yuyuan looked at the kitten nestled on his lap, "What about you, did it scare you, little guy?"
There was apology in his eyes.
The movement of taking out the fragments this time was that he did not expect that the kitten would definitely be scared if it was at such a close distance.
Meow~
The kitten licked An Yuyuan's finger that was stroking its fur, as if saying that it was not afraid. It was still as active as before, without any fear.
An Yuyuan had protected the baby ghost and the kitten when the black mist just broke out, and had a strong incense on his body. Under their wrap, the kitten was frightened, but enjoyed it very much. It licked An Yuyuan's fingers, as if Said that he wanted An Yuyuan to release the merit incense again.
"It's fine." Seeing the kitten's actions and seeing the ghost baby shaking his head slightly, An Yuyuan smiled lightly.
at this time.
He was stunned, and a stone flew out of God's mouth.
That is the erroneous pulling stone.
It is a stone designed to lure people who can become errands from outside the jurisdiction to the jurisdiction. Before this stone led a person, the ghost master of the Ghost Control Bureau, the ghost king Zhu Qingyi.
It can pull three people in total, but now there is one person's name on it, and there are two people whose names are vague.
Now!
Traction Stone The second of the three began to traction, and his name became clear.