Chapter 21 The Land of Destruction

Since Ouyang Hongye said goodbye to Lord Yong and Elder Cheng, and left the Heavenly Power Hall of the Chenji Palace with Wangyue and Fenghuo and embarked on the road of finding the talisman, he has been uneasy, but on the surface he still pretended to be free and easy. Although he knew that this trip to the west must be full of difficulties, it was Ouyang Xiao Leng and others who were even more reassured. In his eyes, they were just children, but now they were forced to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the survival of the demon world.

After the war, except for the two elders managed by Wangcheng Yongchuan and Dongyao under the jurisdiction of the Amber Dragon King, other parts of the demon world have long collapsed and fallen into a chaotic situation with no leader, and the remnants of Qingyun took this opportunity to attack most of the city. At present, the divine pillar of the royal city has fallen, and the whole demon world is also in danger. It depends on Lord Yong and Elder Cheng to turn the tide to temporarily suppress the collapse of the pillar. Needless to say, their skills are self-evident, but after all, both of them are old. If they want to resist the divine pillar, they are bound to exhaust most of their demonic power and energy. This is a test and a torture for the two old men. How long can they last? To be honest, Ouyang Hongye has no bottom in his heart at all.

When he was at a loss for thinking, he happened to hear the sound of birds singing above his head. He unconsciously raised his head and looked along the birds and saw a golden-red sparrow hovering above their heads. The cardinal was a thorn. It slowly fell to the ground, showed a huge human figure, and bowed to them as usual.

"Thorns." Ouyang Hongye also nodded to him in response.

"I have a message for you from the manager of the underground database of Ouyang Ancient House!" The thorn raised his head and said.

Ouyang Hongye suddenly became interested: "Let's talk about it."

The thorn cleared his throat, completely imitated Dong Muya's voice, and repeated: "The record of Tianfu is limited, but I found a document about the Lord of Southern Zhejiang City, in which there is such a paragraph. In the private garden of the palace, the process of creating the demon world created by the god Qiansu painted on the mural, and part of it is exactly About the heavenly charm left somewhere in the demon world. The thorn paused for a moment and regained his original voice. "This is the message she wants me to bring you."

"Is there anything else besides these?"

Thinking that Dong Muya, a woman, did not leave a word of care and greeting for herself, made Ouyang Hongye a little unaccustomed to it.

The thorn replied, "There is a sentence, but she later said that there was no need to repeat it to you."

Ouyang Hongye asked, "Let's talk about it!"

The thorns returned to Dong Muya's tone: "Tell him to avoid a head-on confrontation with the mourning ghosts in Southern Zhejiang City, because that will soon attract a large number of their companions, and they must come back alive!" Forget it, he must know these things, so he doesn't have to talk to him, so that he won't think I'm talkative again.

Wang Yue, who has been silent next to him, couldn't help laughing, "If they say it, you think they are provoking. If you don't say it, you feel uncomfortable. Isn't this a bitch!"

Ouyang Hongye was not angry. Listening to his slightly sarcastic words, he just smiled evilly, "For good, someone still cares about me, which is better than you who doesn't care about you!"

"You also know that others care about you. For so many years, you have deliberately pretended to turn a blind eye and let others wait for you."

Wangyue's sentence is enough to make Ouyang Hongye speechless. In addition to a heartless person like Wangyue, who will touch the forbidden area of his heart like this? How could he not know what Dong Muya meant? Over the years, with so many time together and little by little care, how can he not understand him, who thinks he knows the most about love? However, this expectation made him unable to respond. Although he had a good impression on her in his heart, he could never reach the affection for another person, as if he had identified the most beautiful place of return, and his other scenery was limited to appreciation, but he did not want to stay.

His loneliness, his infatuation, his speciality behind his romantic style, he disdains the pain in it. He knows that Dong Muya understands it. She is a confidant and the outlet of his heart, but he can never give her a promise before his heart is free. He knows his selfishness, but he doesn't know how to accept her feelings.

"That's all that should be conveyed. If there is nothing I need, I will go back to Wangcheng."

Seeing that Ouyang Hongye had no other instructions, the thorns bowed gently, and then jumped into the golden sparrow and flew into the air and disappeared.

Dong Muya's discovery made Ouyang Hongye suddenly enlightened. He and Wang Yue discussed that it should not be late and should go to Southern Zhejiang as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, the decision to enter southern Zhejiang did not think about the wind and fire, and the two sides immediately triggered a dispute.

On the surface, this wind and fire seems to be ordered by Lion King Cheng to assist Ouyang Hongye and Wangyue all the way, but in fact, it is more like a bystander sent by Lion King Cheng to monitor them. He always keeps a certain distance between them, not close to them, and walking alone without saying a word. Previously, Ouyang Hongye only thought about the matter of Tianfu. Even if he was dissatisfied with him, he did not have a chance to express it, but at this moment, the anger that he suppressed for a long time in the face of his rudeness and unreasonableness almost broke out.

Feng Huo complained before him: "Just because of a piece of news from where the woman found, he asked us to risk to go to such a ghost place in southern Zhejiang?! How can she know what even Yan Ming can't predict?!"

He is very reluctant to enter Southern Zhejiang, because he knows too much about what that place in Southern Zhejiang represents. Even if it is compared to purgatory, it is not enough. In fact, the former owner of southern Zhejiang is also a leopard demon. He is also of the same clan as him. He is also a half-brother. The distance between southern Zhejiang and Yongchuan is not far. In the past, he often came here to play through his friendship with the lord of southern Zhejiang.

linger in the middle of the traffic market, watching those quirky vendors, watching them sell strange goods, and even many things that are banned in the demon world can be bought here. For example, the "royal demon scatter" that doubles the demon power in a short time, the "invisible cloak" made of the feathers of the wind hidden bird, the "condensing dew" that can charm others, the highly poisonous "ghost snake scatter", and you can watch the " psychic mirror" somewhere in the alien world... Especially those who are sold demon slaves, many of them are descendants of the mermaid family and They are of foreign mixed race. They have blonde hair and blue eyes, prominent outlines, graceful figure and graceful posture. They were pulled out of the cage covered with cloth bags by slave traders for auction one by one. Every time they opened a cloth bag, it was amazing. The auctioneers excitedly took out all the gold coins in their pockets. All this is like heaven and earth, which makes the wind and fire of his youth dumbfounded. He is often greedy and forgets to return, and his feet are nailed like nails for a long time.

In the first month when Southern Zhejiang City fell into a dead city, he also met the owner of Southern Zhejiang City and was left in the palace for a few days. At that time, everything was still calm and peaceful, and there was no sign of contact between the owner of Southern Zhejiang City and Qingyun. Unexpectedly, shortly after he returned to Yongchuan, Wangcheng, the disaster of bereavement broke out in southern Zhejiang, and a gorgeous city became the nest of bereavement ghosts within a few days. I heard from a very few people who were lucky enough to escape from the city that the owner of Southern Zhejiang City knew the trick of Qingyun and had no face to live in the world again. He drank the poisonous wine that was put into the ghosts and snakes and killed himself. Before his death, he ordered the soldiers to close the gate to prevent the mourning ghosts from running out of the city to kill the creatures.

Since then, the prosperity of the world has disappeared in an instant, wealth and glory have become a passing cloud, and southern Zhejiang has become a well-known forbidden place for death. The ghost city of mourning in the human population will become colorless as soon as it is mentioned, just like being frightened by nightmares. There are also those who got lost and strayed into the city, or ventured into the city to find the treasures left by the owner of Southern Zhejiang, all of them were all delicious meals in the mouths of mourners.

Ouyang Hongye still tried his best to suppress his anger and asked, "Do you have any better ideas?"

The wind and fire roared impatiently, "It's better than going to that damn place to feed the bereavement!"

Wang Yue smiled contemptuously at him, turned to Hongye and said, "Forget it, he is afraid of death!" I think it's better for the two of us to go!"

"It's okay!"

Ouyang Hongye decided to take the opportunity to stimulate the wind and fire. With his personality, the stimulation method may be more useful than arguing with him directly.

"I'm afraid of death?! Joke! What haven't I experienced after living for so long?! No one dares to look down on me so much!" Feng Huo retorted that he couldn't hear others say that he was timid and afraid of death.

"I'm even afraid of the little role of the bereaved ghost, and I dare to say that I'm not greedy and afraid of death?" Wang Yue saw Ouyang Hongye wince at him all the time, so she quickly understood and continued to excite him.

I didn't say a few words, so I couldn't calm down. Most of the time, the wind and fire are simply like a child. As the saying goes, "the mind lacks a string" or "a scripture" is inadborne by others to bring it into the ditch. Soon, he competed with the two people and shouted loudly, "Go and go. Who is afraid of whom? Let me see if I don't kill so many mourners in a mountain for you!" After saying that, Fenghuo shouted and drove his horse in the direction of southern Zhejiang.

Ouyang Hongye and Wangyue looked at each other and smiled, but they did not dare to neglect, and followed his back to catch up. In the evening of the next day, they were very close to Southern Zhejiang City.

"The front is South Zhejiang City." Ouyang Hongye, who was walking in the front, grabbed the horse rope and turned around and said. Looking at it from the moment, he could only see the hazy outline of Southern Zhejiang City under a haze. He turned back to the moon and Fenghuo and said, "It's getting late. Let's rest outside the city tonight and attack Southern Zhejiang early tomorrow morning!"

So, the three of them dismount and called their demon horses back into the darkness. Ouyang Hongye and Wangyue raised a bonfire outside the city wall and sat around the fire. Fenghuo still stubbornly chose to keep a certain distance from them, making Wangyue extremely unhappy.

He deliberately shouted in the direction of the wind and fire, "It seems that we are going to meet the mourners for a while tomorrow!"

Ouyang Hongye didn't forget to agree with him: "There is only one way to deal with them, which is to cut off their heads at once!"

Once again, the uncontrollable wind and fire muttered disdainfully, "Don't I know this?"

Ouyang Hongye ignored the wind and fire and continued to say to himself, "I don't know how Xiao Leng and others are doing?"

Wang Yue comforted him: "Those children will definitely find the land charm and come back safely. You don't have to worry too much."

"Although I have been to Southern Zhejiang City many times before, I have never noticed that there is a private garden in the palace. I really regret it!"

Listening to Ouyang Hongye's words, Wang Yue also felt a pity: "I'm not the same. At that time, Southern Zhejiang City was very lively. There were too many interesting things in the market. How could attention be in the palace?"

"Ha ha, who would have thought that this huge city would become the nest of mourners in a few days. This is also its robbery!"

"If the lord of Southern Zhejiang was not so greedy and fell into Qingyun's trick, it should still be that prosperous scene."

Ouyang Hongye couldn't help but think that the former lord of Southern Zhejiang was also a demon prince. Although he is a demon, he likes to develop commerce. Southern Zhejiang City once became one of the most developed cities in the demon world. In addition to ordinary transactions, you can also freely buy and sell all kinds of monsters, elixirs, charms, demon slaves and other things that are prohibited to be sold elsewhere. However, the southern Zhejiang city owner's ** of gold is difficult to resist. It is said that the gold under his palace is not even inferior to the sum of the whole demon world, but it still can't satisfy his desire.

In the end, he believed in the trick mentioned by Qingyun, and mixed the so-called "sacred water" that can turn stone into gold into the water source in southern Zhejiang. People in the city began to be seriously ill inexplicably. Their bodies seemed to be drained by some force, but after death, they could still walk on the street and turn into ghosts. The so-called mourners are a kind of mummified corpse that specializes in blood and carrion. Their consciousness is like single-celled creatures. They are sleepless and immortal. As long as they smell the breath of living creatures, they will concentrate there. The only way to kill them is to cut off their heads.