The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

Kunlun at home, a bronze ghost town.

Cen Jin stood on a majestic bronze platform, looking at the base of the city under the thousand-step bronze staircase, mainly staring at a small bronze city connected to the main city by a bridge in the distance.

The city base of the small bronze city is two huge bronze objects in the shape of a gear pump. There are no shells on the front and rear sides, and countless delicate gears inside are running at a constant speed. White water vapor is emitted from the four corners of the base from time to time. The high temperature triggers the cooling of the base. Mechanism, the bronze water pipe immediately drops the cold water and puts the gear pump back into operation.

The two huge bronze mechanical devices are engines, supporting a small bronze city suspended in mid-air.

so cool!

Who doesn't love great mechanics!The combination of ancient architecture and modern machinery, the harmonious coexistence of high-end and low-end technology, the parallel world of fantasy and technology, is so cool that you have no friends!

Enthusiasm floated in Cen Jin's eyes, and the passionate romantic factor for the large bronze mechanical city boiled in his veins. At this time, he unexpectedly came up with a bold idea: to relocate the bronze ghost city to the other world.

Or merge the inner world domain into Kunlun within the sea. Anyway, the city is empty and can't be wasted.

Besides, Li's old building is too dilapidated, there is no sunlight and moonlight, green plants cannot be grown, and the lights are all blood red. It is easy to become psychotic if you live for a long time.

Can't think about it.

Thinking about it further, he would really have the idea of ​​competing with the Queen Mother of the West for Kunlun in China, which is too presumptuous.

"Do you like it?" Ding Yiqing asked.

Cen Jin is reserved: "No one doesn't like it."

"Want it?"

Huh?Cen Jin swallowed, looking forward to it: "Free delivery?"

"How big is your heart, how big is your dream, I admire your wishful thinking."

TM kinda rhymes.

"I'll just think about it."

"No, you can still act."

Cen Jin was full of question marks.

"I said your wishful thinking meant the word 'free delivery', and I didn't say you couldn't grab it." Ding Yiqing frowned, a little annoyed: "All the gods in Kunlun in the world have a Queen Mother of the West left, as long as you kill her, you can naturally inherit it." This legacy."

Cen Jin trembled: "My ability is limited, and I am not worthy of a great dream."

Ding Yiqing: "I will help you."

Cen Jin faced it with a smirk.

Ding Yiqing grabbed Cen Jin's wrist and led him to the steps, step by step, his voice was cold and slightly bewitching: "Look around the Bronze City, don't you really want to own it? Its meaning is not an empty city, its name is Hainei Kunlun , is the royal court of the gods. Do you think that with the clumsy instigation of the Queen Mother of the West and a human being, the gods of Kunlun in the whole sea can be killed by each other?"

While listening to Ding Yiqing's popular science, Cen Jin was distracted to pay attention to the bronze steps under his feet. He was surprised to find that these steps were automatically transported like a shopping mall elevator. They seemed to have walked a dozen steps, but in fact they had already passed a hundred steps.

Looking up, you can see the majestic and majestic bronze palace. The structure is square and symmetrical. It does not have the gorgeous, exquisite and bright colors of the buildings in the Tang and Song Dynasties. heavy.

A hundred or so steps away from the Bronze Palace, there was a majestic spiritual coercion like mountains and seas falling heavily, making people breathless.

Cen Jin tried his best to shift his attention to Ding Yiqing, his left wrist was held, in order to support his figure, his right hand grabbed Ding Yiqing's arm, his head was lowered, hanging on him a little bit.

"why?"

Ding Yiqing glanced at the top of Cen Jin's skull, and his expression was a bit weird, like longing and joy intertwined, and also like hatred and self-loathing resulting in a strong desire to destroy. When two extreme emotions appeared at the same time, it appeared distorted and crazy.

Hearing no response, Cen Jin raised his head in doubt.

Ding Yiqing had regained his composure at this time, and his mood was like a deep lake without waves. He didn't pull his hand back, and continued: "It is rumored that there is a weapon hidden in Kunlun in the sea. Due to different positions, some gods want it to be destroyed, and some gods want to destroy it. Owning it privately, that's why the war broke out."

Cen Jin: "Is that weapon very powerful?"

"The status is equivalent to the nuclear weapons in the human world without weird worldviews." Ding Yiqing said with a smile: "There is more than one such weapon. Every complete and self-contained myth system has a strong weapon, which is to maintain a huge myth system. Core."

Cen Jin doesn't care much about other mythological systems at the moment. He wants to know where the Kunlun's weapons might be in China, so he asks.

"You're right. If it were other gods, even the Queen Mother of the West, she wouldn't necessarily know about it, otherwise she wouldn't bleed profusely when she sealed me back then." Ding Yiqing smiled more cheerfully, and she was quite beautiful.

"Qiangwu is Kunlun at home."

"You didn't lie to me by saying it so easily." Cen Jin blurted out, and then felt a little embarrassed, but Ding Yiqing didn't turn his head back, didn't respond, as if he didn't hear, he also pretended that he didn't say anything, and spoke again: "Hai Nei Kunlun means strong martial arts, including the Bronze Ghost City and the domain in the gray mist? Or just the Bronze Ghost City? If it is the former, how do you use weapons? If it is the latter, can the entire Bronze Ghost City transform like a Transformer?"

Ding Yiqing: "I don't know. I haven't seen it before."

Cen Jin complained when he heard the words: "Then how can you be sure that Qiangwu really exists? If it's a big fool, are you angry?"

"I have a."

"what?"

"Qiangwu. I have one."

"..."

Cen Jin suddenly fell silent, his brain went blank, his thoughts were in a mess, and he stared silently all the way to the gate of the bronze palace. He barely recovered from the shock, pulled the corners of his lips, his expression was extremely reluctant, and his puzzled eyes fell on Ding Yiqing. His face completely expressed the doubts in his heart.

Anyway, in the face of the deterrence of absolute power, any small thoughts will be wiped out, so it is better to express openly and generously: all previous assumptions and reasoning have been completely overthrown, and he is completely confused and does not understand Ding Yiqing's purpose.

Ding Yiqing still smiled softly and beautifully, turning a blind eye to Cen Jin's question.

Holding Cen Jin's hand, guiding him forward, half-forced him to open his five fingers, and put his palm on the bronze door, pressed his palm and pushed forward with a little force, and the perfectly seamed bronze door was pushed open.

Cen Jin raised his eyes and saw the light pouring into the bronze palace. The pieces of flesh and blood vessels all over the inside were throbbing violently. Under the blood vessels was a huge, softened bone, which grew for some unknown reason and filled the entire palace in a haphazard manner. , and on top of this skinless, living body, a huge bronze coffin hangs in the center of the palace.

The bronze coffin is full of human heads, a bit like a mani pile in Tibet. Stones are replaced by human heads and piled up layer by layer. On the neck of each human head is a long red worm the size of an arm. These worms are absorbed in the blood vessels and keep sucking. The flesh and blood of the skinless body was fed into the airtight bronze coffin through a thin tube.

Cen Jin pushed the door to gag, this scene was far more disgusting than any horror and weirdness he had seen before.

He felt uncomfortable all over and turned his face away.

Ding Yiqing stared straight at him, with silvery white eyes shining brightly, standing behind Cen Jin, holding him with his arms across his shoulders, pinching his chin to make him unable to escape, and whispering in his ear: " The Queen Mother of the West is in the bronze coffin, and she is inside, and when she fully absorbs the flesh and blood of this mother, she will be able to crawl out and regain control of Kunlun within the sea.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to bring the ghost kingdom to the world.

First destroy Qianchuan, establish the authority of the gods, and then recruit believers to expand into soldiers for her to fight.Then try to find Qiangwu, and then send a challenge signal to other gods in the world, turning the earth into a battlefield.

Human beings will either perish, or rise up to resist and form a new camp.

But how long can a human superhuman who gains strength by relying on the God of Death survive under the gaze of the gods?No matter how fierce the ant army is, it can be easily wiped out by humans. Human resistance is like this to gods. "

Cen Jin was in a bit of pain, and he grabbed Ding Yiqing's arm around his shoulder with all his strength, his fingers turned into claws, leaving bloodstains on Ding Yiqing's white arm.

Ding Yiqing smiled, and under the gentle and beautiful skin was the morbid madness that revealed the tip of the iceberg: "Kill her and snatch the Kunlun within the sea, and your human camp will have the strongest deterrence.

No matter the war will start in the future or a few hours later, you can stop it, you can save tens of millions, hundreds of millions of people, you are the savior who can turn the tide. "

The evil and rampant gods took off their disguise and whispered in the ears of weak humans: "In front of the whole world, be a god-slaying savior, and all mankind will worship you as their belief, chase after you fanatically, remember your feats of saving the world, and sing praises Your deeds are immortal, you will never be forgotten—"

Cen Jin tightly clasped Ding Yiqing's arm, suddenly turned his head, and bit the palm on his shoulder.

Pain came from the palm of his hand, Ding Yiqing turned his head, quietly staring at Cen Jin's fierce eyes.

Cen Jin let out a 'ah' sound, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and his fierce aura dropped faster than the speed of the fund's soaring green.

"Have you said enough?" Huang Mao was dejected: "If you don't let go, I will sue you for sexual harassment."

Ding Yiqing was a little puzzled and let go of his hand.

Huang Mao pulled out two kitchen knives, looked coldly at the bronze coffin where Queen Mother Xi was, and said, "Who wants to perform a reality show in front of the world? I'm not an actor. Can't I hack Queen Mother West to death before she is born?"

Huang Mao glanced at Ding Yanqing contemptuously: "Your thinking is not good, you are eager for quick success, and you still care about gains and losses in the face of natural disasters."

He shook his head and said with a blank expression: "You don't know, I'm a party member. We party members, we don't show our names when we do good deeds."

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The author has something to say:

Huang Mao: I am a party member.proud.