I'm a god in the infinite game

The word "Hundred Years" was crossed out from the imperial decree for an instant, and there were thunderstorms in the sky, purple light hiding behind the dark clouds, lightning burst, the snow was bright, and soybean-sized raindrops fell in an instant.

Kong Xuyang leaned back wildly and laughed. He wiped the rainwater off his face, and held up the imperial decree happily: "The time has not yet come, and this imperial decree is still valid. Just wait to be struck to death by lightning, you mob!"

The Taoist zombies inside the gate of Yinshan Village calmly rang the bell with their right hand, raised their eyes and said in a slow voice, "Arrange to meet the enemy."

The rain smashed the scattered money on the ground, the red sun candles for offering sacrifices, and the unburned incense, and instantly extinguished them. Every household in Yinshan Village lit up dim oil lamps, reflecting the incomplete figures on the windows.

The silhouettes of these figures are all men in their prime of life. Some of them are missing arms or legs, and some of them have only half of their heads left in the blast. They slowly walked out of the house step by step. The moment it was poured on their bodies, a yellowed oil-paper sun umbrella suddenly opened above their heads, shielding them from the downpour of rain that fell from the sky, representing sin and punishment.

Wearing a sun-colored shroud, the woman whose head was smashed against the bridge piers followed the man without saying a word, holding an umbrella for the man at every step, and the two hands were tightly clasped under the umbrella.

The bride in a red wedding dress wears a hijab, holds a handkerchief in one hand, and red scissors dripping with blood in the other. She is carried by the hunched wife on her back, and walks out of the forest with a sway. Laughter came from under the hijab.

"Red Sha is on the left." The Taoist raised his hand, and a yellow talisman flew out from his cuff and stuck it on the hijab of the bride at the head of the row.

Xi Pozi under the bride raised her eyeballs and dark sockets, smiled in response, shook her head, and stood still on the left.

The wet old man climbed out of the weir pond, his swollen face was covered with emerald green duckweed, and black sand flowed down from his mouth.

"Sun Sha is on the right." The Taoist raised his wrist and made a gesture, and the old people stopped moving, staring at the village gate with black and blue eyes like black holes.

The heavy rain was getting heavier and heavier, Kong Xuyang looked at the two mahogany swords that were stuck in front of the village glowing with gold, his heart was burning with anxiety, and he gritted his teeth and cursed secretly.

The mahogany sword from a hundred years ago blocked the gate of the village, and he and the evil spirits behind him couldn't get in. They had to wait for the thunder to split.

There was a buzzing in the clouds, purple lightning flashed, and a thunderbolt more than a foot wide was thrown down, hitting the Taoist at the gate of Yinshan Village hard.

In the dazzling flash of lightning, the talisman paper on this Taoist's body was instantly annihilated, and the mahogany sword was shattered into sawdust in the blink of an eye.

The Red Sun Shuangsha standing on the left and right were bent and knelt under the pressure of the sky thunder, straightened their spines in the mud, and struggled to stand up.

Hundreds of resentful ghosts roared mournfully, filled with gloom, Xiyi shrouds were flying in the bleak wind and cold rain, and the voices of ghosts and ghosts were heavy:

"Heaven and earth are cruel!"

"The way of heaven is unfair!"

Kong Xuyang breathed a sigh of relief, overjoyed, and even read out the words of the imperial decree aloud: "Everyone in Yinshan Village used sorcery indiscriminately, causing countless innocent deaths and injuries, and their crimes are too numerous to list. Are you guilty?"

When the thunder dissipated, the yellow talisman on the Taoist's face was chopped off, and his face was completely exposed. It was a face exactly like Riliu's, with a calm expression and a calm tone: "I plead guilty."

"It doesn't matter if you don't recognize it..." Kong Xuyang's smile widened, but he seemed to have reacted suddenly, and looked over in astonishment, "What did you just say?!"

The Taoist whose face was carved out of the same mold as Riliu calmly repeated: "I plead guilty."

Both the red sun and the evil spirits on the ground looked up in amazement, and the ghost who died on the bridge also put down his umbrella, and stared at the Taoist together with the zombie.

The Taoist looked at Kong Xuyang: "Over the past hundred years, your ancestors have used the tombs to accumulate Yin Qi for the souls of the people of Baoyin Mountain Village, to raise ghosts, and to steal the vitality of descendants to force reincarnation, causing countless descendants of Yin Mountain Village to die in vain."

"This tomb array has been arranged so far, and the yin energy is enough to unite us ghosts and souls, restore our sanity, and also empty out the entire Yinshan Village, so that we, the sinners, can avoid the punishment of soul flying and soul scattering in the imperial decree."

"But for hundreds of years..." The Taoist slowly raised his eyes, "I turned the people in Yinshan Village in the tomb into fierce ghosts, their souls were separated, and they had no sense. , the order not to let an outsider enter, which made them indiscriminately kill many innocent passers-by."

"What you said is indeed true. I did use sorcery indiscriminately and killed innocent people indiscriminately."

The Taoist man in yellow took a step forward, stepped across the main gate of Yinshan Village, opened his Taoist robe, knelt down on one knee in the heavy rain, and took the imperial decree from Kong Xuyang who was stunned with one hand with one hand, looked up at Kong Xuyang, flat Channel:

"Regardless of whether it has been a hundred years or so, the killing by sorcery is the evil result of me alone, and I should bear it alone. It has nothing to do with everyone in Yinshan Village."

"I would like to be punished and be struck by lightning until my soul is scattered. In exchange for a hundred years of peace in Yinshan Village, all living beings will be safe, people will go away, and ghosts will go to ghosts."

"But before that..." The Taoist took the imperial decree from Kong Xuyang's hand, gathered his knees, and stood up slowly. The strong wind at night caused the three golden hair crowns on his head to shake from side to side.

Between the sky and the earth, there was a flash of blue and purple thunder, as bright as the sun.

In the light of the lightning, the Taoist raised his rain-drenched face and slowly turned to look at Ri Liu in Yinshan Village: "Are you my descendant?"

"Judging from the face." Ri Liu said in a respectful tone, "It should be, old man."

The two faces that were almost the same were facing each other across the tombstone of Yinshan Village, which was tottered by the violent wind and rain.

One is wearing a Japanese shirt and suit trousers, with a laid-back posture, as if watching a play, and the other is wearing a neat Taoist robe, with calm eyebrows and eyes, and a straight face. The two are one tall, one low, one inside and one outside. Behind them is a screaming ghost. It was a foreigner with Japanese guns and cannons, and beside him were Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi, who looked dazed.

The Taoist suddenly smiled, that smile is generous, bright as the sun and the moon, if Mu Sicheng was still awake, he would probably be frightened by the smile that appeared on Ri Liu's face, Ri Liu would never smile like that

"Old man? I was only in my early thirties when I died. What do you call it..." The Taoist couldn't stop laughing, his brows and eyes drooping softly. Can you help me?"

Riliu shook his head honestly: "Not yet, it would be great if you could help."

"I can help you." The Taoist groaned with a smile, "You are my offspring. Over the past hundred years, I have accumulated quite a lot of Yin energy. It doesn't matter if I lend you a windfall before I leave."

He raised his foot, like a flying dragon flying in the wind, and almost in the blink of an eye, he landed in front of Riliu. The Taoist robe was bulging with the huge yin energy coming out of his body, and spread out in the air.

The three blond hair crowns on the Taoist's head spread out, and the black and blue yin that had lingered on his face for a long time dissipated, revealing a clean, handsome, and vibrant face, and the black nails on his hands retracted, turning into clean, round, and alive finger.

With half-lidded eyes, he leaned over and whispered in Riliu's ear, the voice of his words was faintly visible in the huge surge of Yin Qi, with a kind of tenderness that seemed to be pity:

"A hundred years ago, Yinshan Village was about to fall and be handed over. I had no choice but to make a deal with an evil god who suddenly appeared. He promised me to protect Yinshan Village for a hundred years and prevent any outsiders from invading. He gave me this book Magic, and as a deal, I will give him my soul, and then I will suffer here for a hundred years."

"But the time of a hundred years has come, and the evil god who promised to end all this has come, but the time of Yinshan Village has suddenly stopped, when I was about to be trapped for a hundred years, once the time of a hundred years is approaching, It will go back to seven days ago."

"Yinshan Village was trapped in a seven-day cycle and could no longer move forward, and some strange strangers began to enter Yinshan Village on the first day of this seven-day cycle."

"So many people came to Yinshan Village, no one dared to wake me up. I just watched these strangers come and go, just playing tricks on slaughtering the villagers. The villagers under my protection were aroused by these hostile strangers. I couldn't control myself more and more, and became more and more indiscriminately killing innocent people, neither human nor ghost, I wanted to end all this but I couldn't find a way."

The Taoist's slender fingers with well-defined bones stretched out from the Taoist robe, and the fingertips lightly touched Riliu's forehead. murmur:

"Thank you."

"Whether you entered the tomb without hurting any villagers, or woke me up, thank you."

Riliu looked at the Taoist: "Don't you hate that evil god who plays with and tortures you?"

The Taoist, who looked like Riliu, closed his eyes, recalled, and murmured to himself:

"...Hate so what, don't hate so much, I begged him voluntarily at the beginning, until now, I have never regretted it, I just remember that I knelt in front of him, betrayed the belief of the patriarch, and said—"

"But keep Dragon City Flying General here, don't teach Huma—"

The clouds and waves rolled in the sky, and a gap was opened, the purple light was moving, the thunder was roaring, the momentum was like a mountain avalanche, the rain was like waves, the cracks flashed twice, and gathered into a round ball of thunder, aiming at the ethereal cloud on the ground. The Taoist in yellow slashed down fiercely as if he had a mighty force!

The Taoist in yellow suddenly opened his eyes, turned around and faced Tianlei, spread his sleeves and spread his robes, protecting the ghosts in Yinshan Village and Riliu behind him, and sternly shouted the last three words:

"—— Duyin Mountain!"