What's wrong with stealing some of your yang energy!

The correct way to move the original Wuqing square tomb is to pass through two "Zhongping gates" in sequence, Du gate and Jing gate, or Jing gate and Du gate.

I don't want to be rich and powerful, but I just want to have no merits and no faults, so that I can live a safe life.

It is a pity that most of the people who came to the original Wuqing square tomb had evil thoughts, and "Zhongping" was never the route they considered.

Over the years since it was unearthed, only 2012 people who followed the guide in 7 have entered the real tomb; and Lin Mingwan, who had quarreled with Lin Qiming and ran away from home a month ago, returned to this place.

Does Lin Mingwan really want to come?

She couldn't tell herself.

She had a big fight with her brother over the issue of being independent as an adult. She felt that she could be alone, but Lin Qiming loved her too much, and always felt that she was still a fragile baby who needed protection. Under the dark night, he embarked on the road to the original Wuqing square tomb.

This is a kind of mysterious and mysterious feeling. She secretly feels that she belongs there, but she can't explain why.That strange land, the evil tomb beyond the theory, made her feel more at ease than anywhere else.

Like being charmed, she walked straight to the center of the tomb along the old road.

The image of Fudo Mingo exudes an indescribable sense of oppression, and the wrath sinking in the darkness is alluring and evil.He sits cross-legged on a stone seat on a lotus platform, with his left eye closed, his lower teeth gnawing his upper lip, showing a deterrent and wrathful appearance; he is carrying a raging fire on his back, holding a sword in his right hand, and a rope in his left hand, in the posture of cutting off troubles. With three heads and eight arms stretching teeth and dancing claws, it is obvious that there is a wonderful "one movement and one stillness".

These two statues must have been made by the same person. Both are as high as the dome, and they look like ants. The flying gods are entwined up and down.

Walk through another Zhongping gate from the hall where the statue of King Ming is located, and you will find the center of the tomb.

Lin Mingwan will starve to death.

It was too late when she came to her senses what she had done.

Surprisingly, she didn't struggle, she just dragged her steps to the large and small hanging coffins, found a clean and quiet corner, leaned silently on the stone steps, and waited for the end to come.

She even clearly felt the moment of death coming.

Leaping out of her body, she raised her eyes to see Fei Tian's kind and gentle smile, and lowered her eyes to see her broken body.As she flew over the dome, Fudo Mingo suddenly raised his eyes and stared, the hand holding the rope slowly lifted up, and a golden fox jumped towards her——

"Wow, your statue looks like this..."

Bai Ling stood under the statue of Fudo King Ming and sighed, his little hands still hesitantly touched his exposed thighs.

Fudo Mingo is in a sitting posture, and his muscular thighs are very realistic, very expensive, but unfortunately, the thighs sitting cross-legged are as big as dozens of white spirits, and the short legs took a long time to touch before he finished touching them, and finally sighed: "Alas!"

Xie Chongsen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth because of his cuteness: "Why are you sighing?"

"Ugh--!"

Not only did Little Skin Ghost not answer, but he stretched his voice and pretended to look at Xie Chongsen's thigh: "No, this one doesn't feel as good as a real person's."

The latter widened the corners of his mouth teasingly: "Have you ever touched a real person's hand?"

"Of course," Bai Ling said without hesitation, "Boss, yours feels good."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Little Skin Ghost immediately regretted it: the lonely men and widows in the tomb in the dark winter said such gay and gay words, and those who didn't know thought they were sexually harassing... although in essence it seemed to be true.

He coughed uncomfortably: "One, we met by chance when we were sleeping together, I didn't deliberately take advantage of you!"

Xie Chongsen looked at him meaningfully, didn't make a sound, just laughed, making Bai Ling feel that he shouldn't explain, explaining is just covering up!

hateful!

He quickly changed the subject: "The craftsmen of this statue are highly skilled...We had this level in our time?"

Xie Chongsen shook his head: "It's really not from the Warring States period." He glanced at Bai Ling: "You think the level is high?"

"It's high," Bai Ling admired from the bottom of his heart, "It's not that I haven't seen ancient mature crafts or modern craftsmen's works. How should I put it, majestic without losing details, dignified but vivid, um, uh..."

Bai Ling's rhetoric is lacking, and I can't think of more rainbow farts. In summary, "In short, it has a unique momentum and is very evil. Anyone who sees who is afraid is not afraid of myopia. It gives people a kind of Buddha's real body, maybe it is so. feeling."

He smiled playfully again: "Although that's not the case, haha."

In fact, the gods in various mythological systems are nothing more than "image frameworks" imposed by humans.

In the hundreds of years of a short human life, a fairy may only have a glimpse of it. Some people are lucky enough to see a god descending once, and then pass it on ten times, making its image fixed, one-sided, and beautified.

Who would believe that the external image of "Buddha" is a tender and beautiful boy?

You don't have any image of dignity, and if you happen to be heard by his followers, you may have to gather a crowd to beat you up and give you a big hat of "blasphemy".

But the Buddha of this religion may have another name in other mythological systems.

It's like before the third generation became a Buddha, the original body was a layer of skin shed from the world's origin ouroboros, absorbing pure energy and becoming the first batch of living beings, so it has the power to look at the timeline and ward off evil and see the truth.

The original body of the Fudo God is the first mountain between heaven and earth: the spirit condensed from the accumulation of dust brought up by ouroboros in motion.He represents "the strongest", "the most unbreakable", and is also the unshakable thing that "wards off all evil spirits".

To put it simply, they are the little snake cubs and little dirtbag cubs born from the origin of the world.

In Taoist mythology, they have another name: Xuanwu.

The five Ming kings were converted into the four great beasts, and the positions are a bit crowded, so it doesn't matter, just combine the best-connected little snake cub and the little dirtbag cub into one.

When Bai Ling was immersed in recalling the past, he heard Xie Chongsen say "lightly": "During the Song Dynasty, I really had nothing to do, so I decorated our tomb."

When it comes to "we", Bai Ling is keenly aware that this Mensao has accentuated the pronunciation of the words.

... The surface is calm and breezy, but the heart is already excited!

Do you dare to get hotter in your eyes?

And isn't "our grave" something to celebrate and show off like a wedding anniversary!

There are too many flaws, Bai Ling looked at Xie Chongsen's "waveless" eyes, and hooked the corners of his mouth for a long time: "That's really... Thank you so much for beautifying the environment."

"Should be."

...as long as you are happy.

After appreciating Xie Chongsen's great sculptures of "Not worth mentioning", "Do whatever you want when you have nothing to do", and "Don't worship me so much", the two entered the center of the tomb from Jingmen.

Before pushing the door, Bai Ling couldn't help but asked You Jie about the worries in his heart: "You have meddled so much in this life, you won't be punished by heaven?"

The beautiful big eyes looked worriedly at the taciturn man: "Actually, I'm not in a hurry to return to my throne in this life, I don't want to hurt you."

"Perhaps God's punishment has passed."

"Ah?" Bai Ling didn't expect him to answer like that, "What do you mean?"

"After I suppressed you during the Warring States period, I slept until the twentieth century," Xie Chongsen pondered. "The time wasted is almost as long as your own century tossing. I think this is already a warning from heaven. And you Think about it, since I sought out the Eight Immortals of the Other Shore to create a fake yang soul, there hasn’t been any backlash—heavenly tacitly allowed me to take action, ending your artificially extended training time.”

After talking about it, Bai Ling nodded suddenly, and thanked him embarrassedly: "It's still thanks to you, otherwise... I really don't know what the consequences will be. After all, I took advantage and owed you."

Xie Chongsen did not accept his thanks, but said seriously: "I miss you, and everyone misses you too, even Yuanshen...you should have come back long ago."

In the dim corridor, Xie Chongsen's deep eyebrows and eyes were handsome and unparalleled, and Bai Ling was fascinated by some crooked things, such as... why is he so good?

Even his transformed human form completely conforms to my aesthetics. How can there be such a good and destined god in the world?

Seeing that he was in a daze again without saying a word, Xie Chongsen stretched out his hand in front of his eyes in a funny way: "You're back to your senses, kid."

Hearing this familiar address, Bai Ling jumped in an extremely violent reaction, and even forgot the shy thoughts that filled his mind just now: "Don't call me a child! I'm just a little younger than you! I was born late, and It’s only a few thousand years! Speaking of which, my body is a little bit longer than yours!”

The stalk of the kid, speaking of it, really refers to the "Bai Ling".

When language was first born, it was just a "language signal" invented by gods to refer to each other.For example, when ouroboros is biting its head and tail, it is called "〇" (yuan). The first creation of ouroboros, which is widely called "God and Allah", takes the most common syllable "A"; entities such as mountains and rivers Inorganic matter is called "one" (horizontal line and number 1).

By analogy, in order to be easy to call, the initial gods did not have too many bells and whistles, how to call them, and these simplest syllables also endowed with mysterious and mysterious magic power. In the bag.

Turn the subject back.

The Five Ming Kings are the second batch of gods between heaven and earth. They are the creations of the first generation of gods or the creations after the formation of heaven and earth. The meaning of their names is a little more complicated.

For example, Fudozun's name is "Da", King Jundaliming's name is "Water", and Bai Ling is... "Little friend".

The term "friend" is a word that before Jiang III's accident, Fudozun asked Ouroboros: "Yuanshin, I am close to each other, but not relatives, how should I call it?"

Ouroboros' gloomy voice came from behind the void: "Call me 'friend'."

Therefore, Fudozun and the three second-generation gods of the same age Vajra Yasha, Daweide, and Jundali called each other "friends", went out and entered together, and had a very close relationship.

One day, Ouroboros lazily pushed out a small group of white creatures from the void. In the dark, the four second-generation gods sensed their younger brother who was about to be born. They were very happy, and stood guard day and night, waiting for the new "" Friends" woke up.

But I don't know if this little brother is lazy or weak, it's more than a thousand years late, Fudo Zun has returned from his experience in the mortal world, but there is still no movement from the little brother.

Just when he was worried about the safety of Xiaobaituan, Xiaobaituan's tail suddenly moved.

Of course, it is more than a thousand feet to call it a small tail, but compared with the brothers who were originally overwhelming the sky, it can only be called "Little Tail".

Xiao Baituan woke up.

A pair of ignorant and watery eyes saw the world for the first time, and met the super big soil bag and a group of strange and huge creatures who were watching from a close distance.

Then start crying.

Jun Dali was in a hurry with fright. He was usually off-line, either laughing or furious, and he was not good at dealing with brats, not to mention Vajra Yasha, who was always on the verge of rage.

A group of unreliable people smeared the soles of their feet with oil, leaving behind a huge bag of dirt that stood still in place. I thought to myself that he is indeed the big brother Fudozun, so strong and reliable!

Now that I think about it, that kind of feeling, in modern human terms, is "too cute, so cute that I can't move my legs".

It's white, soft, and small, as handsome and unparalleled as the original god (forgive the weird aesthetics of the original god).Huge Tubao looked at his bulky and dark ugly body, and was too embarrassed to say hello to him.

In the end, it was Xiao Baituan who cried and hiccupped: "I'm hungry!"

The huge earth bag quickly mobilized energy to feed, and taught Xiao Baituan how to exercise and breathe, and the two gods became familiar with each other when they came and went.

After chatting for hundreds of years, Xiao Baituan suddenly asked, "Daddy, you all have names, what's my name?"

The huge dirt bag froze.

Their earthy names are all created by themselves, either from the actual situation, or from the rules of governing, but Xiao Baituan... well, it is the Ouroboros that sheds its skin well, and it is controlled by more than ten percent of the original god The divine power of time and space can't be named the same as Yuanshen, can it?

A strange thought hit him, a thought he had never had before, so excited he couldn't help it—does he need me to name him?

It was unreasonable, he knew, and no god would accept another god to name him, it was contempt, and it would call for a fight.

But Xiao Baituan was the one who fed, taught, and watched him grow up. It doesn't seem too much for him to give him a name, right?

However, he is poor in words and his naming skills are extremely low. It can be seen from his own earthy name. He racked his brains and finally asked: "We are all friends. But you are different. You are not just a friend. You are so Cute, so small, I can't help taking care of you, sheltering you, favoring you, liking you...Your name is 'Little', can you?"

"Little?" Xiao Baituan repeated, "Oh, it's the opposite of yours."

The huge earth bag was anxious, afraid that he would refuse: "Yes, it's the opposite of me. In this way, people will think of you when they think of me, and they will think of me when they think of you. We are together."

Xiao Baituan didn't know what to think of, and suddenly laughed happily, and the huge dirt bag he saw also laughed happily.

Xiao Baituan agreed, and he said happily: "That's great, you are 'big', I am 'little', you will stay with me forever."

It twisted its thin and soft body, and its smooth and shining white scales exuded a charming seven-color white light, making it extremely glamorous.Looking at the huge dirt bag, I feel ashamed, and my eyes are straight.Unexpectedly, Xiao Baituan crawled straight towards him.

He froze all over and didn't dare to move, for fear of accidentally dropping the "weak" little white ball.

Xiao Baituan twisted and twisted, his cool little body seemed to have been crawling on him for a long century, and finally climbed to the top of the huge dirt bag, and then lay there, forming a small ball.

A soft and innocent voice came from the top of your head innocently: "It turns out that this is how you see the world from your perspective! Good—high—oh—"

Of course, out of selfishness, Huge Tubao didn't want his other "friends" to call Xiaobaituan like him, and the name Xiaobaituan announced to the outside world was the child.

The "little friend" remembered the mentally handicapped agreement he had promised when he was young and ignorant, and his little face flushed red with shame and indignation.

Without saying a word, he raised his fists and greeted Xie Chongsen: "Bad guys, bullies, cheating ignorant children, bah little... little uh..."

Bai Ling stayed on the spot for a long time, and found that besides a child, there was really no other word that could properly describe himself back then, so he almost exploded in rage.