After being dressed as the evil god

"Changyang..."

The figures of Wuyou Tiannv and Yanjun both appear on the top of Daqing Mountain.

"Taiyin," Changyang interrupted her, "Hundred Chaos' next target is you."

Chaos wants Netherworld, but what he wants most has always been the underworld.

In this fight, the two sides will win each other.Chaos defeated Yin Tianzi, but also saw through the reality of Nether.

He failed to find the Underworld from the Nether, not because he didn't see all of the Nether, but because there was no other half of the Underworld in the Nether.

Although he failed, Hun Chao still had to sigh for Chang Yang's design.

12 years ago, at the last moment of Changyang's fall, he did three things: stripped out the pen spirit, hid in the underworld, and arranged tricks in the netherworld.

His arrangement in the Nether was so strict that Hun Dun dared not set foot in the Nether for 12 years, and it was precisely because Changyang arranged the Nether so tightly at the last moment that made Hun Chao think that the other half of the underworld was very likely to be destroyed. Hiding in the nether world.

But who would have thought that this was a fake plan?

Who would have thought that before Changyang was about to disappear, he tried his best to lay down all kinds of protective secret locks, but it was actually an empty box!

With Changyang's action, the energy of Chaos has been held in Nether for 12 years.

Ever since the Ghost King and Lady Xu took a step to kill me, even though Hun Chao lost in the Netherworld, it is not impossible to make a comeback, but it requires a lot of price.

Of course he wants to get Netherworld, but the underworld is the most important thing to him.Before doing it, he had to make sure whether there was another half of hell in the Netherworld, and whether it was worth the price he paid.

He succeeded.

That little angel is indeed surprisingly strong-minded, but how long has she practiced?Floating and sacrificing his life, how much splash can it cause in the big river?When she blinded her own eyes, Chaos had already seen all over the nether world through her eyes.

The other half of the underworld is not in the netherworld at all.

This time in the confrontation, Hun Chao set up a strategy of killing three birds with one stone, one was to make the Nine Nether Shock to arrange the first move, the other was to use the Great Yin to plot against Lord Yan, and the third was to get rid of Qi or Ding Qin.

It's a pity that one arrow only hit one eagle, which turned Yin Tianzi's incarnation, and lost his orthodox reputation and power in the world.This loss was too great, even for him it was a bit painful.

But... Changyang, you want me to think that the Netherworld is important, but that's just your old suspicion.

Now, your doubts have been broken.

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The whereabouts of the other half of the underworld is known only to Changyang, not to Lord Yan, nor to Taiyin, but the location of the other half of the underworld is clearly placed there—Shenting.

Shenting is a hard bone, there is another half of the unowned hell hanging, and Hun Chao will not choose to go directly to the Shenting where Taiyin and Baidi are.Although one of these two is hidden in the lunar star and only walks in the world as an incarnation, and the other recuperates in the golden thunder pool and has never recovered, they are gods after all.It's not worth it for Hun Chao's subordinates to trip Shenting, but if Hun Chao wants to take Shenting by force, they will definitely not watch.

If you want to move Shenting, you must first solve the Taiyin and the Great Tianzun of Shenting.

In the past 12 years, Hun Chao hadn't attacked Shen Ting, but now, he may not be able to.

"Let him come." Wuyou Tiannv's eyebrows were sharp, "That's the time I've been waiting for."

During the catastrophe, causality and numerology are all chaotic, and it is even more difficult to see clearly when chaos is involved.She made a bit of a miscalculation—before she calculated that the time she was waiting for was after Changyang and Lord Yan had plotted against Hun Chao, but to be more precise, she waited after Hun Chao saw through the reality of Netherworld.What she was waiting for was the time when Chaos attacked Shenting.

"With you and Baidi here, what means can he use to win the court?" Lord Yan frowned.

He asked this question because he wanted to be able to speculate about Hun Chao's methods, so that he could deal with it later.It is impossible for Chaos to take Shenting by force - he does not have that ability.Since it wasn't forced, what method could he have to plot against Tai Yin and Bai Di?

This was a very normal question, but after asking, the atmosphere between Taiyin and Changyang suddenly became strange.That weirdness only existed for a tiny moment, but Jun Yan was keenly aware of it.

"Why?" He looked at the two and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

"It's nothing." Changyang said, "It's about the same origin as when he designed me back then."

Lord Yan frowned, he still felt that the atmosphere between Taiyin and Changyang just now was not right.

However, Tiannu Wuyou seemed calm and unwavering, and she did not express her opinion. What Changyang said was a serious speculation.They didn't want to talk about it, but Lord Yan insisted on asking.

"How were you designed 12 years ago?"

Changyang smiled: "He bewitched the fortune-telling pen spirit, but in the final analysis, the root of this incident lies in me."

If it wasn't for his own flaws, even if Bi Ling betrayed him, what could he do?

Lord Yan couldn't find an answer from it, he only knew that Taiyin was prepared.These two people made up their minds not to talk to him, and Lord Yan had nothing to do.

He walked away unswervingly, only saying: "You guys know what to do."

After Yanjun left, Wuyou Tiannv did not stay for long.

"Changyang..." She opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything, leaving only a complicated sigh.

Changyang stands alone on the top of Daqing Mountain, the smile on his face gradually disappears, his eyes are half down, covering the mortal world reflected in his eyes.

It is not a lie, it is not a lie, it is actually a lie.Shaoyin, Taiyin, and Sun.

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The river is gurgling, and the winter in Xiaohuan Village is gentle. It is reluctant to freeze this gentle and small ring river. The spring in Xiaohuan Village also comes early and fast. It is gratifying.

The fruit will wait until autumn, but its leaves can also be used as medicine.

Bitter in the mouth, flat in nature.Enter the Heart Sutra, can detoxify.

Duan Xiayun's Jingchai cloth skirt is like an ordinary woman.She fetched water from the river, and when she was about to go back, she suddenly saw a stream of light flying towards her in the air.

She raised her hand to catch Liu Guang, and when she saw it clearly, her pupils shrank.

This is a message from her master.There are also grades for the teacher's communication, which is the most urgent one.

Previously, there was a sudden vision in the sky and the earth, the sun was fierce, and the clouds gathered quickly, and it returned to normal in an instant.She was in this remote village protected by a master, and she didn't find any other problems except for the visions visible to the naked eye and the faint changes in the energy between the heaven and the earth.

Her teacher-door communication is talking about this matter.After reading the summons, Duan Xiayun realized that in the previous vision, many sentient beings, regardless of monks and mortals, suddenly fell into weirdness, became frenzied, and killed wantonly.There are also many strange things in the vision that suddenly fell.This was not a serious change, but it happened so quickly that people were caught off guard. Every time it was delayed, the consequences would become more serious.

In another village not far from Xiaohuan Village, weird things are raging.Duan Xiayun is the closest one among the suitable cultivators, and she was summoned by the master to deal with it.

This matter cannot be delayed.Duan Xiayun sighed, took the water basin, and returned to the yard in a flash.

The gray-haired Duan Xiaomiao was sitting on the plinth to rest his feet—he was young at heart, but his body couldn't keep up. Most of the time, he could only watch other children playing wildly outside with envy.He was taken aback by Duan Xiayun's sudden appearance, and immediately became happy, "Ohhh" laughed and said, "Hide and seek! Hide and seek!"

"No hide-and-seek today. Mother is going out. Be good at home and don't leave the village." Duan Xiayun patted his head.

"Xiao Miao, be good! Xiao Miao doesn't run around! Does mother come back with rice cakes? Xiao Miao wants to eat rice cakes! Brown sugar rice cakes!" Duan Xiaomiao said.

"Okay, I'll bring you rice cakes when I come back." After Duan Xiayun coaxed him, he looked at Xu Huan beside him, with a trace of worry in his eyes.

Xu Huan was sitting in the yard, washing Sapindus cotyledons in a tub, with a dumbfounded expression.After hearing the one-hundred-eight-beating bell at Diancang Mountain before, he suddenly hugged his head in pain, and after that, he became what he is now, often in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xu Huan's situation is very complicated. When he first came here, he had injuries on his body and no memory. He had completely forgotten about cultivation, and he couldn't use mana by himself, nor could he drive his consciousness.Duan Xiayun could only help him heal his injuries, but the damage to his cultivation could only be done by himself.

Moreover, since his memory is lacking, his spiritual consciousness must also be damaged, and this can only be done by himself.

The Dao bell at Diancang Mountain seemed to shake his mind, but Duan Xiayun didn't know what was going on with him now.

Maybe... he can slowly remember.But for Xu Huan, remembering the past, whether it is good or bad, is still an unknown thing...

During the time after he came here, Duan Xiayun intentionally investigated what happened in Liang Guo. Although she couldn't know all the secrets, she could already guess a lot from the incidents she found out. .

Duan Xiayun sighed secretly, and smiled softly at Xu Huan: "Xiao Huan, I have to leave for a while, and I will be back soon. You and Xiao Miao stay at home, and if you have anything to do, go to Aunt Wang next door. Don't leave the village, okay?" Okay? When I come back, I'll bring you sweet-scented osmanthus honey." She found that Xu Huan liked things made of sweet-scented osmanthus, whether it was cakes or wine tea.Wine is not acceptable, and there is no fresh sweet-scented osmanthus at this time, but honey can be preserved for a long time.

Xu Huan didn't speak, just nodded.

Although Duan Xiayun was not completely relieved, he had no choice but to leave.Things wait for no one.

There is a well-arranged formation in the village, and it is easy to be weird and unable to enter for a while.Even if something really happened, they usually insisted on getting the monks from Qianren Mountain to come.

After Duan Xiayun left, Duan Xiaomiao went to Xu Huan's side and asked in a low voice, "Does your head still hurt?"

Xu Huan was a little dull, he paused and said, "It's okay."

Ever since he heard the chime of the Taoist bell, he had been suffering from headaches, but he didn't tell Duan Xiayun.Every time he had a headache, he could vaguely see some pictures.There are palaces painted with blue mud, lush osmanthus trees, and women whose faces cannot be seen clearly... He doesn't know where it is, nor who that person is.

Every time he sees these pictures, his head hurts.But he couldn't bear to see it.

He didn't tell Duan Xiaomiao either, but Duan Xiaomiao saw it himself.He seemed to be born with a special sensitivity, even though everyone thought Xu Huan was just sitting there in a daze, he could still feel that Xu Huan was having a headache.

Xu Huan asked him not to tell others, but Duan Xiaomiao agreed, and he did.

"Be patient." Duan Xiaomiao comforted, "When mother comes back, I will give you some rice cakes. The brown sugar ones are delicious, and it doesn't feel so uncomfortable after eating them. Sugar would be better."

Xu Huan smiled at him, handed him a clean leaf from the tree, nodded slightly, and fell into that dazed state again.

Before Duan Xiayun left, he turned on the formation in Xiaohuan Village to the maximum operating state, and the whole village was shrouded in a thin halo.

Duan Xiaomiao didn't bother Xu Huan, looked at the thin light covering the village, put the leaves to his mouth and swayed his head and blew, not in tune, but not unpleasant, playing with himself.

Their house was close to the entrance of the village, and they happened to be able to see two villagers sitting on wooden stakes guarding the entrance of the village and chatting - they came here to watch, in case someone's little boy got itchy and wanted to go out of the village.

But no one in the village insisted on going out now, but someone came outside the village.

"Help, help!" A strong young man stumbled towards the entrance of the village.

The two villagers saw that this was a shopkeeper they knew well, and he carried loads to deliver goods to several nearby villages all the year round.Now he was in a panic, he didn't know where the burden on his shoulders went, and there was only a small pannier on his back that he couldn't shake off in time.His clothes and pants were all torn, his body and face were covered with mud, and there was blood oozing from the scratches.

"Shopkeeper Zhang, what's the matter with you?" The two villagers stood up and asked in such a loud voice that half the village could hear them, and the young men began to rush to the entrance of the village.Although they saw a familiar salesman, they did not let down their vigilance. One hand was holding a rake, the other was holding a hatchet, and they were all facing the salesman Zhang tightly.

"There are monsters, monsters! Help, help!" Shopkeeper Zhang staggered over.

The two villagers hesitated for a moment, and suddenly heard a beast roar very close, the two of them changed their expressions slightly, and stepped back a few steps, giving way to a place at the entrance of the village that was shrouded in the light of the formation.

Shopkeeper Zhang charged straight over, almost falling into the formation.Accompanied by a gust of wind, a huge black shadow rushed out from the woods, followed closely behind him, the speed was so fast that it was almost invisible, it slammed into the formation fiercely, and fell to the ground, causing dust to rise one slice.

Only then did they see clearly what the black shadow was - colorful black and yellow, with steel teeth and iron claws, it was actually a huge tiger the size of a black bear!

The tiger's eyes were dark red and blood-colored, cloudy. It knew that there was a formation blocking it and it couldn't get in, but it still attacked the formation like crazy, which made people feel terrified.

Although blocked by formations, the villagers were startled and took a few steps back.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" Someone said loudly, "The formation is activated, and a fairy will come in a while! Who, take the shopkeeper Zhang over and let him drink slowly."

Although the tiger looked terrifying, it was actually a monster transformed from an ordinary beast, and the formation could stop it.

Shopkeeper Zhang fell to the ground, his face was covered with sweat, and his hands and feet were trembling.Just one step away, just one step away, and his life is gone!His lips had turned dark purple, and he seemed to be short of air and water.

Duan Xiaomiao's house was close, Xu Huan still had a headache and was stuck in the shadowy picture in his mind, his hands were soaked in the water basin and rubbed the leaves one by one, Duan Xiaomiao had already scooped a ladle of water from the tank, He leaned over with great enthusiasm.

Seeing Duan Xiaomiao passing by holding a water ladle, two strong villagers helped the shopkeeper Zhang unload the basket, supported him to prevent him from collapsing, and said, "Feed him! He can't drink by himself." He can't even lift his hands now When I got up, I only had the strength left to breathe.

The tiger monster was as fast as the wind, it was hard to understand how he escaped.

Duan Xiaomiao brought the water ladle to Zhang's mouth, tilted the ladle carefully, and muttered: "Slow down, slow down..."

Shopkeeper Zhang lowered his head and swallowed the water in big gulps. He swallowed several mouthfuls and then took a few breaths, swallowing the water again like a whale.

As soon as he lowered his head, his neck was exposed. The collar was torn for some reason, and after the backpack was removed, a section of his spine was exposed.

A villager caught a glimpse of the mixed dirt on his back, like black ash stuck to his back with oil and sweat, just slipped his eyes over it, suddenly felt something wrong, turned his eyes back again, and subconsciously asked: "Shopkeeper Zhang, what are you doing?" On this back..." Why is it like a black thread stitched together?It is also a bit like a black blood scab left when the incision is not fully grown.

Before he finished speaking, the black line on Zhang's spine suddenly split, and a flesh-red shadow rushed out from his skin and bones. Zhang was still swallowing water, and no one reacted. Ying has already followed the direction where he lowered his head to drink water, and directly attacked Duan Xiaomiao who was holding the ladle!

Hum——Ye Di's voice suddenly came from behind Duan Xiaomiao, tore the air from his ear, and pointed straight at the shadow.

Before Duan Xiaomiao could react, he felt a shock in his hand, and the gourd water scoop shattered and hit him. He didn't feel any pain, but he was pushed back a few steps by the powerful force carried by it.

The other two villagers who were helping Mr. Zhang were also shaken away by the fragments of the water ladle. They loosened their hands unconsciously, and they were already several steps away from Mr. Zhang.

Looking at the salesman Zhang again, he couldn't help but be shocked - that, that is still a person!

The salesman Zhang has only one piece of skin left, which is spread out on the ground, with a Sapindus leaf nailed on his forehead, his mouth is still half open, holding a piece of ladle in his mouth, and his eyeballs are so turned that there are only a few black eyes left. On the side, as if raising his eyes to ask someone for water!

Just as the villagers' hairs stood on end, they heard a few crackling sounds from the leaf flute, followed by another shrill scream, which hurt people's ears.

I saw a few oily green leaves nailed in a circle on the ground, and a long worm without skin was trapped in the circle.The long worm has no skin but no blood, only flesh pink and red flesh wriggling, looking weird and disgusting.The long worm was nailed to the ground by seven inches, and it frantically shook its body and struggled, but it couldn't get out of the circle formed by the nails.

They subconsciously looked in the direction where the leaves were flying, the white-haired young man picked up by Duan Xiaomiao... the one called Xiao Huan, who was often in a daze, not talkative but not difficult to get along with, usually who called him Whenever I come, I can lend a hand to help, and I am also patient to play around with Duan Xiaomiao.

He was standing in the yard, wearing an ordinary coarse cloth, with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, and there was a water basin soaked with Sapindus sativa in front of him, maybe because he stood up too quickly, the hem of his clothes was wet .His hands were hanging on his sides, with a few Sapindus leaves sandwiched between his bony fingers, and his skin was still dripping with water.

But at this time, his head was half down, his eyelashes covered most of his eyeballs, and the way he stood there made no one dare to recognize him as the little boy from before.

The long skinless worm was still screaming and struggling, Xu Huan raised his head as if disturbed, his eyes were as cold as if he had just been fished out of ice water, with a flick of his fingertips, the long worm stopped moving, and the seven leaves Nail it neatly to the ground.

This is also a weirdness, but he didn't turn into a weirdness in the previous vision of heaven and earth, but a snake demon who had fallen long ago and was sane.Probably escaped from the sun with the time of shedding skin, and even shed his own skin. Afterwards, he ate the unlucky shopkeeper Zhang who was on the road, and drove the talented and weird Fanhu to act. Covering his breath with skin, he entered the formation.

"Xiao Huan!" Duan Xiaomiao was still confused and didn't know what was going on. He ran towards Xu Huan. His elderly legs and feet were not very flexible, and he seemed to be rubbing against him. His face was old, but his eyes still looked like a The young boy said to him in panic and fear, "The peddler...that peddler..."

Xu Huan furrowed his brows, making people feel terrified. The villager next to him subconsciously reached out to grab Duan Xiaomiao, but he failed and he rubbed against Xu Huan.

Xu Huan waved his fingers again, and the tiger monster who was scratching the formation outside the village fell to the ground without making a sound, with a leaf embedded around its neck, only two parts of the petiole were exposed.

Duan Xiaomiao wanted to pull him.Xu Huan took a step to avoid him, his eyes fell on the entrance of the village, and he didn't leave Duan Xiaomiao at all.

Duan Xiaomiao followed his gaze and became happy again: "Mom!"

Duan Xiayun was standing at the entrance of the village, holding a basket in his hand, staring at them blankly.

She felt that Xiaohuan Village's formation was touched, and hurried back to see this scene.She opened her mouth, seeing his extremely cold gaze, she didn't know what to call him for a moment, and suddenly felt a sadness similar to pain in her heart.

Duan Xiaomiao happily walked towards Duan Xiayun: "Mom! I didn't run around!" He looked at the basket involuntarily. He smelled the aroma of brown sugar rice cakes and couldn't help swallowing.

Xu Huan walked out of the village step by step, his face was cold and his eyes were indifferent.

"Xiao Huan!" Duan Xiaomiao asked, "Where are you going?"

Xu Huan paused, and his voice was also cold: "I want to go."

"Aren't you coming back?" Duan Xiaomiao asked anxiously.

Xu Huan didn't answer, he walked past Duan Xiayun.

Duan Xiaomiao became more and more anxious: "Xiao Huan! Xiao Huan! Don't go! Mother brought brown sugar rice cakes back, and I'll give you mine too!" The heart is like a child, but the body is already an old man.

He couldn't catch up with Xu Huan, and seeing Xu Huan's back getting farther and farther away, and he couldn't get an answer, he felt wronged: "You promised to be my friend!"

Xu Huan's footsteps stopped for a moment, he didn't turn his head, only a sneer was heard: "I don't need friends." He disappeared in a flash.

Duan Xiaomiao stopped in place blankly.

Duan Xiayun took him back, lowered his eyes and coaxed slowly: "Go home, mother brought brown sugar rice cake back."

"But...but..." Duan Xiaomiao reluctantly looked at the direction where Xu Huan disappeared.

Nothing but.Xiao Miao is just an ordinary person, his face is full of wrinkles and brown spots, Xu Huan is still young, even if he has white hair, one is dry and decayed, and the other is as bright as silver.The two of them were originally mismatched friends.

Xu Huan has recovered his memory, he has something he wants to do, and he doesn't want the warmth of others.

Duan Xiayun lifted the cover from the basket. In the basket, besides the steaming brown sugar rice cakes, there was also a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus honey.