Chapter 37 A True Story

The rosefinch fluttered with huge wings and gradually flew lower. The mountains in the distance became blurred, and the cold wind was crying.

I don't know when I lay in my fourth uncle's arms and fell asleep. Dreaming of those lovely stones and those blinking stars. But when the dream woke up, it was still snowing.

The cold frost hit the reeds by the river and looked at the pedestrians crossing the river. I smelled the New Year's goods, but the bean buns were not as fragrant as in previous years.

That year, I didn't beg my mother to buy me new clothes, nor did I ask my fourth uncle to give me some firecrackers. I remember that rainy night, remember the ginseng king.

That year, except for the fourth uncle and Xuanqing, no one called me dog left, but they couldn't call my big name.

The fourth uncle looked at me sad all day, looked at the orange reeds, and told me a true story.

He said that there was a girl who loved to raise red-crowned cranes since he was a child, but one day he slipped into the swamp to save an injured red-crowned crane and never came up again...

I asked the fourth uncle why he died and resurrected. The fourth uncle looked at Li Yiheng, who was lying in bed, and said that he had never thought that a heinous person would have so many ups and downs in his heart.

It was Li Yiheng who saved him and chatTED with him all night...

He said that once upon a time, there was a teenager who was cursed by a warrior from Dongying. The teenager escaped and decided to save his clan when he grew up, but he and his younger brothers who grew up were bribed. Seeing that the people of the clan were saved one by one, they were beheaded one by one by his brothers.

His master also couldn't escape. His younger brother poisoned the master who took care of them since he was a child in order to brush the dust. His younger brother's name is 'Life and Death Bo'.

"It turns out that it's all life and death, but this can't be the reason why he wants to kill the world to vent his anger?" I looked at the dying Li Yiheng and asked the fourth uncle.

"Little friend, I have a deep murder, but the Zhenjiang monument is not dug by me. How can I dig the Zhenjiang monument that has been dug for thousands of years?" Li Yiheng leaned against the wall and said to me.

"That's..." I looked at him doubtfully.

That night, it was thunderous and rainy, and several strange people in raincoats walked through the embankment with shovels in their hands.

The leading person stepped forward quickly while observing the river embankment. Suddenly, he stopped in front of an old stone tablet and said to the people behind him, "Go quickly and tell President Mitsui, send more people over and find the Zhenjiang monument!"

The person behind him, with excitement in his eyes, nodded, and then disappeared into the night.

The leader touched the stone tablet, laughed, and said in a low voice to the person behind him, "This time, if Mitsui doesn't give me the 'evil Face Prajna', I will discredit him!"

"But you have done so many things for him, and he hasn't given you a statement. I can't stand it any longer!" The man behind him said angrily.

After hearing this, the man snorted, looked at the Zhenjiang tablet in front of him feverishly, and ordered several people behind him to protect the law and open the monument.

After hearing this, those people took off their raincoats and sat around the Zhenjiang monument. The man stepped back two steps and said urgently, "The six gods, surround me, arrange them left and right, and hear the spells. Please get a ghost. Your merits are infinite, and you can't overcome them. I am in a hurry!"

As soon as he finished reading, he only looked at several people beside him, pulled out their knives, cut a long cut on his wrist, and blood flowed down the rain to the bottom of the stone tablet.

A thunderstorm crossed the night sky, and a strong wind suddenly blew on the river. The big waves overturned a boat parked on the shore, and rolled with violent water and hit the river embankment.

The man took out a handful of dust, danced in the rain, and suddenly shouted: "Tiangong Kaiwu, Lei Gongdianmu obeys the order, I am under the order of the Dragon King of Jiujiang, urgent!"

'Boom', a thunder suddenly fell on the night sky, splitting on the stone tablet, accompanied by a burst of fire. The surface of the stone tablet was scorched, but the monument was not damaged at all.

The man put away the dust, his face looked angry, and his eyes turned to the distance. A group of strange men with long knives at their waist escorted more than a dozen men, beating the men with the handle of a knife and running to him quickly.

Several men were dragged to the man's feet, and a man kept kowtowing and shouting, "This monument can't be dug..."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, the man behind suddenly pulled out a long knife and cut it on the man. The man cried and rolled into the river.

After reading it, the man nodded, and the people holding long knives pulled out of the sheath one after another and shouted at the men around him. Another kick into the river. Then he put the knife back to the sheath, picked up the shovel and pickaxe on the ground, and dug the stone tablet.

The heavy rain still did not mean to stop, and the wind was even stronger. Lightning exploded overhead one by one. Li Yiheng, who had been observing in the distance, finally couldn't stand it and rushed over with a long knife.

The sound of rain covered his angry roar. He ran to the front and put down a person who was digging a monument. Everyone turned around quickly. Li Yiheng's eyes turned red and shouted to the man, "Gui Renyang, you actually colluded with the Japanese pirates to do such a deal. Let's calculate the old accounts together!"

After saying that, he shouted and put down another Japanese man who was cut with a knife. His eyes turned red. He didn't know how many knives he had received. Finally, he rushed to the front of Life and Death Bo and wanted to cut it with a knife. However, Life and Death Thin did not have the slightest fear. He waved the dust in his hand and hit Li Yiheng. Li Yiheng was shocked after reading it and was eager to resist it with a long knife, but he was still hurt by the strong wind brought by the dust.

He staggered back a few steps, and the long knife he held was also divided into two.

Seeing this, several Japanese people waved a long knife and were about to split him. He endured the severe pain and raised his hand to overturn one person, but another person rushed to the front and was stabbed by the man.

He took a look at the life and death thin that gradually walked into him. He had the intention to kill the enemy, but he was unable to return to the sky. He laughed and raised the dust and hit him in the chest.

But suddenly saw a huge wave on the river. Life and death stopped the movement of his hand and looked at the violent wave with horror.

Li Yiheng also stared at the river wave in a daze. Suddenly, a giant beast rose from the river wave and saw it covered with black phosphorus. Its two corners soared to the sky, and the huge waves on the river were rolling.

The giant beast suddenly roared, like thousands of drums, and a big wave rushed to the crowd with the fury of the giant beast. Life and Death Bo shouted, asking everyone to run to the highlands on both sides of the river.

Li Yiheng was rushed into the river by the big wave and was later rescued by a fisherman. When he woke up, he knew that the Songhua River had sent a once-in-a-century flood. I don't know how many villages on both sides of the Taiwan Strait have died in that big water.

After the water faded, Li Yiheng also recovered from his injury, but he saw the sky red, and he knew that the big thing was not good. When he returned to the Zhenjiang monument, he found that the Zhenjiang monument had been dug out of life and death. The people who were drowned by the flood also climbed out of the mud and turned into walking corpses and biting around. Living people.

Li Yiheng watched Ula turn into a dead city and made up his mind that he would rather be punished by God. He made nine coffins, engraved runes, and set up the Kowloon corpse array, trying to restrain Ula's corpse disaster.

The walking corpses in his array kill countless corpses every day, but the unclean one is not the walking corpses, but the dead people who get up after being bitten to death by the walking corpses.

He watched the sores on his body intensify day by day and did not regret what he had done. He knew that he was an orphan. He watched his clan fall. He didn't want more people to fall like that.

He covered his face with black cloth and walked in the streets and alleys of Ula every day, but heard that he had dug out the Zhenjiang monument.

After hearing this, he was furious. He didn't expect that in order to save the dead city, he did not hesitate to be punished by God, but he was scolded so much. What made him more annoyed was that someone found him and was about to kill him with a big blade, saying that he was a murderous demon.

In his anger, he killed many people who wanted to avenge him, and Chizi's conscience gradually disappeared with the spread of rotten sores on his body.

He cut off his long braids and laid the Kowloon corpse array in the capital, but he was determined to start the array.

He returned to Ula, but saw that Ula had changed his appearance and there were no more rampant walking corpses. He walked along the river for a day and found that the purple gas near the Qiqi River surrounded it. The seven stars gathered on it, and the dragon gas converged here, like entering the big seat and raising the flag.

He knew that someone must have blocked his pulse at the last time. He walked up curiously, but he was greeted by a murderous middle-aged man with a cold sword. He didn't wait for him to speak.

He looked at the man walking around. Although his face was full of murder, his ears were full of light, and he knew that this person was not simple. Maybe he was the one who filled his eyes.