Yan Wang Ah Qi Volume 1

For a long time, people thought that Huangquan Road was so gloomy and cold because of Bianhua and wandering souls, but this time the Bianhua withering made everyone realize a problem. Maybe they put the cart before the horse from the beginning. Provided shelter for wandering souls.

Yan Qi narrowed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to look any further.Generally speaking, most of the wandering souls living in the banks of the Yellow Spring can reincarnate on the Naihe Bridge after the end of their lives. Now, because of the evil thoughts in their hearts caused by the sudden death of the Bana flower, they are thrown into the blood pool hell on the No. 12 layer.All in all, he, the King of Yama, had neglected his duties to the point of misery.

He pondered for a moment, walked to Xiaoyu's side, took her little hand, and said softly: "Let's go to Wangchuan River again?" Xiaoyu was full of joy: "Yeah!" Xiaoyu is not afraid of anything as long as she follows her seventh brother.At the moment she reached out to Yan Qi's palm, Luo Shi, Cui Jue, and Sun Liniang were also accumulating energy, so that they could keep up with Yan Qi when he suddenly started.Luo Shi and Cui Jue followed Yan Qi all the way from the Lingxu Palace to this place, and they were already familiar with Yan Qi's speed, but Sun Liniang, an old bone, had to follow Yan Qi at the age of forty-five Seven toss.

Huangquan Road was originally dead silent, because the five people suddenly turned into a wind, blowing across the black flowers, instantly destroying a large piece of dry stems, turning ashes into smoke.

By the Wangchuan River, as Luo Shi said, the flowing water is gurgling and crystal clear, which is completely different from the bloody sewage full of ghosts and ghosts in the past.Xiaoyu is usually most afraid of coming to the Wangchuan River. Every time she sends flowers to Sun Liniang to make wine, she walks up the Naihe Bridge tremblingly, stepping on the middle, for fear that the ghost under the bridge will be angry and drag her down.Seeing the scene of the Wangchuan River has changed drastically now, it is even worse than the clear spring in the mountain stream. Immediately, he became very playful. He ran up the old vine bridge with small steps, and lay down on the vine railing to look down at the bridge.The water plants and pebbles in the river are all in sight, and it is quiet and picturesque.While admiring it, there was something special in the river that attracted the little girl's attention.That thing is really special, completely different from the surrounding pebbles, it is shaped like a cup, it is warm white, crystal clear.

"Brother Seven, there is a very beautiful cup in the river!" The 12-year-old girl couldn't wait to share it with others as soon as she found the treasure.

cup!

The four elders were startled: Could it be the cup that Zhao Pang was talking about, which became extremely unpalatable after being filled with wine?Although Zhao Pang's previous words sounded useless, Yan Qi and the others listened to them all, thinking that the cup was definitely not a good thing.

"Where is it?" Sun Liniang was most concerned, as if she couldn't believe that there would be that noble cup in the Wangchuan River.

The four of them looked in the direction of Xiaoyu's finger, and they saw a warm white crystal cup stuck between two pebbles.

Xiaoyu is simple-minded, and she is naturally happy when she sees beautiful things. "Can I go down and pick it up?" asked with great anticipation.

Yan Qi stopped immediately, with a cold face, calling: "Luo Shi."

Luo Shi walked to the bank of the Wangchuan River, stretched out his palm, gathering energy leisurely.I saw slight ripples in the river water, and then a vortex appeared above the cup, and the vortex became faster and faster, turning deeper and deeper, until the flowing water was pushed away, revealing the beautiful cup at the bottom.Luo Shi's palm suddenly withdrew, and the Jue Cup was easily grasped.The running water that lost its drive from the external force instantly merged into the vortex, splashing a few splashes.She took out a handkerchief and wiped off the water stains inside and outside the cup, and presented it to Yan Qi.

At this moment, Sun Liniang said suddenly: "Your Highness, can I have a look at this noble cup first?" Sun Liniang is a senior elder of the underworld, with a perverse and bad personality, with a hidden knife in her smile, unfathomable.On weekdays, his speech is full of jokes and glib.Today's words are very serious, which makes people care.

"When Zhao Pang threw the Jue Cup into the river, there was no abnormality in the Wangchuan River. An hour later, when I came out of the wine cellar, the river water was clear and the ghost was invisible. I searched for a long time in the river, but there was no sign of the Jue Cup. Why did it reappear out of thin air now? My subordinates are bold, I want to see what kind of fetish this strange cup is."

Sun Liniang seldom asks for things outright, perhaps she has already guessed the answer in her heart and just needs to ask for confirmation.

Seeing that Yan Qi silently agreed, Sun Liniang took the cup and carefully checked the texture of the hand, it seemed that there was nothing special about it.Then he scooped up a glass of clear river water and drank it all in one gulp.Immediately, his complexion turned purple from choking, and he coughed loudly.Sun Liniang was not like Zhao Pang, who drank the filthy thing and then implicated the cup, she resisted the urge to throw the cup into pieces, and cursed: "Bah! It smells like the stinky water of the Wangchuan River! "After speaking, his face was startled suddenly, and he was dumbfounded: "How could it be..."

"How could it be? Say what you think of quickly, don't be surprised by this." Luo Shi reprimanded with the majesty of her underworld judge.

Sun Liniang ignored it, and after pondering for a while, she laughed faintly, half happy and sad: "So that's it, this cup is not a god, it's a monster."

Yan Qi nodded, motioning for her to continue.

"The death of the Bana flower and the death of the soul of Wangchuan are all its masterpieces." After calculating the answer, Sun Liniang became more calm. "Has Zhao Pang ever mentioned that he picked up the noble cup and made a bet with me about drinking?" Her eyes swept over everyone, knowing that it was as expected.But what she said next was the details that Zhao Pang skipped intentionally or unintentionally, and it was also the key to the whole matter.

"Before drinking, Zhao Pang was frightened by the gloomy wind blowing from Huangquan Road, and said casually, 'It would be great if there was no wind on Huangquan Road'. Later, a very resentful ghost in the Wangchuan River suddenly struggled and flew out, He blurted out, 'Damn Wangchuan River, it's dirty and smelly'."

Speaking of which, the answer is ready to come out.

Yan Qi, Luo Shi, and Cui Jue were able to see it all at once.Once the meaning of these two sentences is clarified, everything that happened on Huangquan Road and Wangchuan River will be explained.Luo Shi's expression was cold, and the dark purple gauze skirt exuded a stern and ruthless silence, which was intimidating, "You mean, Jue Bei listened to Zhao Pang's appeal, destroying the flowers on the other side, and destroying the soul of Wangchuan. If it is true That's true..." She looked at the noble cup in Sun Liniang's hand, "Then it is a magic cup that fulfills wishes by destroying everything."

The corners of Sun Liniang's lips raised slightly, she was very satisfied with what Luo Shi said.There is a reason why Luo Shi has sat firmly as the judge of the underworld for more than a million years. Her mind is as terrifying as her means.

Xiaoyu on the side seemed to understand, looked up at Yan Qi, and seeing his seventh brother's expression so calm, he also pretended to know everything: "Where did such a wicked cup come from?"

It was an unintentional remark, but Yan Qi was taken aback.Yes, he has recalled that 700 years ago, he and Sun Liniang were drinking together on the Naihe Bridge, and they accidentally dropped the jade lamp in their hands into the Wangchuan River.The Jue Cup was bestowed by the Jade Emperor and refined from Kunlun warm jade by the Taishang Laojun.He didn't care about it back then, it was just a vessel for drinking to him, dispensable.He never thought that this Nuan Yujue Cup has been impregnated by the resentful soul of Wangchuan River for thousands of years, and he has cultivated into such a monster.

Thinking so far, Yan Qi stretched out his palm, and Sun Liniang offered it with both hands.The Jazz Cup is simple and delicate, just like the hand holding it.Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yan Qi folded one hand and let the white jade cup fall to the pebbles by the river, shattering into pieces.

Everyone knew he did it on purpose, including Xiaoyu.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.Everyone shouted in their hearts.

Before the horror could be alleviated, another even more unbelievable thing happened again.I saw the pieces of broken jade picking up like a magic hand, taking off piece by piece, and piecing together the shape of a jue cup at the place where it fell. It seemed that there was a flash of blue light, but it recovered as before. It could not stand firmly on the smooth pebbles, and rolled to the side. grassland.

This time, even Yan Qi was taken aback.He couldn't wait to give orders to others, he waved his right palm and retracted it, took the cup in his hand, looked around, it was as good as before, not even a single crack.He frowned slightly, clicked his tongue lightly, and suddenly knocked out the jue cup with his palm, the wind of his palm split the flowing water, and the jade cup hit the rocks at the bottom of the river directly, shattering into fine powder.The water splashes down, the jade powder is melted, and it disappears in the running water.Everyone stared at the river, but the cup was restored again in front of them, appearing on the pebbles at the bottom of the river.

There is no doubt that this noble cup has turned into a demon, with its own spirituality.No matter how crushed it is, it can be restored to its original shape with its own mind.In other words, it is immortal.

Yan Qi looked handsome and cold, without saying a word.Luo Shi knew that it was time to go out on her own. She stepped lightly into the water, picked up the cup with her bare hands, and said quietly: "It's true that it is a monster, but it doesn't prove that it caused the accidents of Huangquan Road and Wangchuan River. A little Can the Jue Cup really fulfill your wish..." Speaking of this, Yan Qi had expected her next move, but did not stop her.On the one hand, it was because of his trust in Luo Shi, and on the other hand, he also wanted to know the answer.

Luo Shi scooped up half a cup of river water when she picked up the cup. She held the cup to her lips and said without a trace of emotion: "Wangchuan river water is too clean." Fang took a sip and was choked by the taste.A not-so-calm thought flashed in her mind: Zhao Pang actually drank such an unpalatable thing in one gulp.

The expected recovery of Wangchuan and the return of the ghosts did not happen, but the rustling wind came from Huangquan Road.Luo Shi faced the direction of Huangquan Road, his eyes were wide open, and he froze in place.Sun Liniang and Xiaoyu turned around to look, only to see the sky full of ink dust rushing towards their faces, unstoppable, brushing past their pretty faces, all plunged into the Wangchuan River.Yan Qi and Cui Jue didn't move like a mountain, letting the dry powder blow from behind them, their white shirt and blue robe instantly turned as black as coke.The black wind smashed into the water surface, stirring up huge splashes, which fell into rain one after another, dousing the five people from head to toe.

When the black wind and rain subsided, the five people were completely changed, and the Wangchuan River was a puddle of black water, how dirty was it?If you write a pen and draw ink, the paper will become a book.

Xiaoyu burst into tears, while the other four wanted to cry but had no tears.Especially Luo Shi, when he saw Yan Qi whose facial features were as charred as charcoal, he almost felt like committing seppuku.Fortunately, Yan Qi, as the king of Yama, can transform all things.Luo Shi's embarrassed body only flashed for a moment, and in the next second, a young man with black hair and white shirt and a cold face appeared again.

Others don't have the magic power to do whatever they want, and they can only endure the filth all over their bodies.

Old and experienced like Luo Shi, causing such a catastrophe, still in front of Yan Qi, he couldn't help feeling guilty, "That... I'll drink it again to clean the river water." After speaking, he scooped up a long glass of black water and poured it Mouth poured.Yan Qi knocked down calmly, and an ethereal and emotionless voice sounded, "Forget it, drink another drink, and I don't know if it will be at the cost of the destruction of something." At the end, his eyes were cold, and he turned and left.

"Losh."

"Huh?" Luo Shi hadn't recovered from the shock of being knocked out of the noble cup.

"Take the noble cup and follow me to the heaven."