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The moon is full tonight.

It is advisable to pick up the corpse.

There were bursts of noise from the abandoned Yizhuang, making the pack of wolves stationed outside the cave vigilantly raise their heads and look in the direction of Yizhuang.

They lowered their healthy bodies, their tightly wrinkled features were full of ferocious hostility, and a low growl of demonstration squeezed out from their throats, warning of the approaching danger.

At their feet are the villagers who just wanted to attack the cave but were killed by them. The blood wetted their beautiful fur, and the blood stained it, but it showed the cruel killing intent after the fight.

Any conscious person would not be willing to get close to the ferocious wolves at this time.

It's a pity that what surrounds them now are corpses that have already died.

Not only the villagers who just died tonight.

And... the dead who rotted down to a handful of dry bones.

The weeds as tall as a person swayed, making a sound of "crash! clatter...", echoing in the silent valley.

Immediately, the weeds were pushed aside, and a ferocious skeleton suddenly appeared in the field of vision.

The vertical pupils of the wild wolf were cold, with angry killing intent, and the roar was squeezed out from the throat, with the madness of being frightened and ignoring.

Then, swiftly dragging a long afterimage like lightning, it rushed towards the skeleton.

The speed was so fast that it even left a green line of light in the air, like a sharp arrow shot out quickly.

Viciously pierced through the skeleton.

The sharp claws of the wild wolf stepped on the rotten and charred ribs of the skeleton, and the fangs sank deeply into the skull's sky cap.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the cracks spread, and the Tianling Cap shattered in response, and fell into a pile of broken bones at the wolf's feet.

The sharp claws of the wild wolf stepped down mercilessly, and the hard skull of the skeleton could not withstand the force of the wild wolf, and was crushed under its feet, turning into a piece of broken bones.

Then, don't move.

The wild wolf casually threw away the bone fragments in its mouth, then raised its head coldly, looked at the place not far away covered by weeds, grinned and let out a low growl.

There was a moment of silence in the weeds.

It seems that the things hidden behind are also afraid of the merciless face of the wolf.

But this kind of fear only lasted for a short moment, and once again, under the order from nowhere, they headed towards the direction of the cave again.

However, more than a dozen wild wolves have been alarmed.

They look around vigilantly, as long as the weeds shake slightly, they will rush up without hesitation, pounce into the grass, and rely on the instinct and perception of hunters to launch an angry attack on the enemy.

The skeletons couldn't even reach the open space in front of the dead banyan tree, so they were stopped by wild wolves in the surrounding grass.

The weeds swayed violently, and the sound of bones being crushed and broken came one after another, mixed with the angry low roar of the wild wolf, which was enough to make one's heart jump.

However, just as the wild wolf was concentrating on the rotting bones in the weeds, a sudden change occurred in Yizhuang.

The first sound came from a thin coffin.

thump.

thump.

There were regular knocks from under the coffin lid, as if someone was knocking on the door, but the "person" who knocked on the door was inside the coffin, and this door led from the suppressed sins to the world.

The material of the thin coffin is very poor, and the coffin lid has only a thin layer of wood skin, so that when the people in the coffin knock on the coffin lid, the continuous unevenness of the coffin lid can still be seen from the outside.

It's like a person locked in a coffin is struggling desperately, trying to get out.

And the next moment, with a sound of "Boom!", a big hole was smashed out of the thin wooden plank of the coffin lid, and a bluish-white stiff arm stretched out from the big hole, pointing directly at the sky that had already rotted and had no roof. .

Then, the arm slowly retracted, and hit the coffin lid again.

This time, the entire plank was lifted off, revealing the corpse placed in the thin coffin.

The cold and bright moonlight shone through the big hole in the roof, covering the entire coffin, making the corpse appear even paler and bloodless under the full moon.

This is not the headless corpse that Yan Shixun has seen before, nor is it the villagers who were slaughtered by the siege back then.

The corpse was wearing a shroud, but with the rough stitches and random embroidered patterns on it, it could be seen that it was not a well-prepared dress, but rather a shoddy one bought casually in a hurry.

And the corpse under the shroud had already rotted so much that only the bones remained, shriveled and soaked in the rotten wood that was still moist with pus and blood, as disgusting as a mass of mud.

But only the head of the corpse was intact.

The facial features are still clearly visible, the pale and stiff skin is covered with purple blood vessels, but it is enough to identify the identity of this face.

It's as if this face was specially reserved so that those who have hatred will not find the wrong enemy for revenge.

If Yan Shixun were here, he would have immediately discovered that, unlike the villagers who were massacred back then, the owner of this corpse belonged to the assailant who died in the "plague" born of resentment for more than a hundred years.

Even though the person is dead, the heavy murder still refuses to let him go, so that his soul cannot escape here after death, and can only be imprisoned in his own corpse, feeling his own corpse day after day A little bit of corruption.

First the internal organs, then the flesh... Maggots writhed and squirmed in his flesh and blood, and every movement was clearly palpable. He personally witnessed his corpse decomposing into a handful of dry bones, and his fear was lingering, but he was imprisoned in In this coffin, I couldn't move or scream, so I could only spend a hundred years with fear and regret.

This is the curse of the villagers who were massacred to the perpetrators.

——You ruined my happiness, let me watch my family members die in front of me, my little daughter's head rolled down at my feet, stared at me with regret, and asked me why I didn't protect She... Even after she died, you would not let me go, let my soul be imprisoned in the place of death, and guarded my body day and night in pain.

That being the case, then please come and feel the same pain as me.

I curse you, you will die from your murder, your soul will be trapped in your own body, kill your family with your own hands, and then feel your own decay and death.

When you are in pain and wandering day and night, you will recall the countless murders you have caused by yourself, and those moments will never let you go.

Maybe then, you will know what kind of unforgivable sin you have committed...

And I will forgive you and let you go.

However, good people do not understand evil people.

Even though the villagers who were massacred to death resented them, they still left a way out for the perpetrators.

Even though their own souls were nailed to death in a thin coffin by nine-inch nails, unable to leave or reincarnate, they still thought softly that as long as the perpetrators repented, they would let the perpetrators go and let them go. reincarnation.

Even for a hundred years, the bones of the perpetrators are still parked in the Yizhuang, so that the corpses abandoned by the family members have the last place to shelter, so that they will not be exposed to the wind and the sun and become lonely ghosts.

But what the villagers didn't expect was that not only did the perpetrators show no remorse, but they became even more angry, as long as they saw a chance, they would not let it go.

The only moment of remorse for the perpetrators is when they are facing death.

——It's not that they regret their sins, but that they regret that they didn't completely kill the villagers guarding the "treasure", so that the villagers have a chance to take revenge on them.

They raised the coffin, and the corpse, which had rotted until only the head remained, sat up stiffly from the thin coffin, broke free from the shackles of the past century, and returned to the world full of anger.

First the first one, then the second one, the third one...

Pus and blood dripped and pooled into a stinky pool of blood on the ground.

The thin coffin has been broken into pieces of wood, scattered all over the ground.

There were noises in the Yizhuang one after another, dry and black soles stepped on the ground, and half-rotten bones walked outside with empty eyes.

The direction they left was clearly the mountain that separated the two villages.

The wolves were busy killing the dead bones that besieged the cave. Even though the keen wild wolves heard the noise and judged that Yizhuang had changed, they couldn't escape from the continuous large number of dead bones for a while.

The wild wolf stepped on the broken bones on the ground, and raised its smooth and sturdy body high, howling at the moon, warning the entire wolf pack.

Under the command of the head wolf, the pack of wolves stationed on the mountain immediately got the news, raised their heads on guard, and stared out of the forest with dark green vertical pupils.

Not long after, a skeleton wearing a shroud appeared in the sight of the pack of wolves. The pale, dead face that hadn't rotted in the slightest stared blankly at the wild wolves, as if it didn't feel any danger at all. , persistently and rigidly walked towards the mountains.

The leading wild wolf suddenly felt that his majesty was being provoked, and immediately rushed up angrily, pointing his sharp claws at the dead body's head.

But these corpses with only heads left are different from the corpses that the wolves dealt with before.

These perpetrators committed countless crimes during their lifetime, and their lives were as many as a village. Regardless of men, women, or children, they were all slaughtered.

Even if someone cried and begged for mercy, they ruthlessly ignored them.

How can such a brutal person be compared with ordinary corpses after death.

When the wild wolves attacked the dead bodies, these dead bodies that had just smashed the coffins from Yizhuang finally raised their heads and looked directly at the wolves.

Even though they have been dead for a hundred years, their ferocity has not weakened at all. Instead, they have been tempered in the pain and torture day and night. Not only do they have no remorse, but they are even more ferocious.

The eyeballs of the corpse were like cloudy glass beads, dark and pure black without any light, extremely frightening.

He stared at the wild wolf that was pounced on him, and then, as if recalling something, the dead body grinned, revealing a mouth full of fangs, and its facial features were hideously distorted.

A beast-like roar was squeezed out from the mouth of the dead body. He raised the arm that had rotted into a bone in the sleeve of the shroud, and grabbed the wolf without fear.

The ten withered fingers were like sharp knives. When the wolf approached, it firmly grabbed the wolf's fur, pierced its flesh and blood, and grabbed it hard.

At the same time, the dead body opened its bloody mouth wide, its mouth full of mutated fangs viciously biting at the wild wolf, its face was full of ferocity like a wild beast, without any trace of humanity.

The wild wolf howled in pain, blood spattering.

Such a turn of events shocked the wolves. They did not expect that the skeletons recovered from Yizhuang would go berserk and ferocious. They even abandoned human attack methods, and instead looked more like the beasts they usually deal with.

The wolves looked at each other and rushed up immediately, howling and biting the dead body, and rescued their companions from the dead body.

But when the dead body opened its mouth, the wild wolf that rushed up first fell heavily on the ground, dying.

Its carotid artery was bitten open by the corpse, and the blood splashed out unstoppably, staining its beautiful fur.

And it fell to the ground in pain, twitching constantly, its bright eyes gradually dimming, but still persistently looking up at the full moon, refusing to close them.

The order hasn't been completed yet. Is there anything left to be done? Those kind souls who died unjustly still need its protection in Yizhuang, and those who do evil still need to use its eyes to watch...

The wild wolf twitched all over, and its breathing became weaker and weaker, but it still opened its mouth forcefully, and let out the last roar of its life from its throat.

"Ouch-!!!"

Its cry is as mournful as death itself.

When the pack of wolves heard the howl, they all looked at the place where the sound came from, and howled at the moon like their companions.

A howl of wolves echoed in the valley at night, as if they were sending off their companions sadly.

However, none of the wild wolves retreated in fear, and the wails of their companions' dying infused them with new strength, making their eyes look more fierce when they looked at the dead bodies, and their blood-stained fangs shone coldly.

In the mountains and forests, the dead body besieged by the wolves was bitten off into pieces of flesh and blood, the entire face was torn off, and the eyeballs were crushed under the sharp claws of the wild wolves. Soon, only the intact face that had not rotted was left. The bright red flesh and blood wrapped around the bones were removed, and even the dead bones all over his body were trampled and crushed, turning into bone sticks scattered among the dead leaves in the soil.

Losing its support, the dead body collapsed on the ground, turning into a bloody skeleton on a pile of dead bones.

In the mountains and forests, the pack of wolves was silent.

They lost the ferocity they had just faced the dead body, and slowly walked over on the dead leaves, surrounding their dying companions.

The proud wolves lowered their heads and approached their dying companions, twitching their noses lightly to smell the death smell from their companions, and they whined from their throats, as if they were seeing off their companions.

The wild wolf whose throat had been torn open fell between dead leaves and pools of blood, its chest heaving more and more violently, as if it had lost all oxygen, and at the last moment it knew it was going to die, it still refused to give up and struggled.

But in the end, the light in its eyes still slowly dimmed.

Like a strong wind blowing a remnant candle, the flickering candle held on tenaciously, but in the end it was blown out in the wind and scattered into a wisp of smoke.

Only the moonlight shines down, gently hugging her child.

The wild wolf, whose fur was all wet with blood, finally swallowed his last breath.

Not moving.

The pack of wolves whimpered and wailed, the sound was like weeping blood.

But soon, they didn't even have time to see off their companions.

——A new dead body appeared in the mountains and forests.

All the thin coffins stored in the Yizhuang were broken by dead bodies and walked out of the Yizhuang.

I don't know if they miss the village they lived in before, or they smell the flesh and blood of strangers. All the dead bodies are heading in the same direction, wanting to cross the mountain and go to the village on the other side.

But what stood in front of them was a pack of ferocious wolves.

A low roar was squeezed from the throats of the wild wolves, and the pack of wolves roared, one after another superimposed, as if the entire forest was angry at the actions of the dead bodies.

The green eyes floated up and down in the darkness, fixedly staring at the dead body that walked into the forest and refused to look away.

Those are sinful people, and even the ones who killed their companions.

The pack of wolves grieved, but did not back down at all.

They stood in front of their dead companions, then roared and rushed towards the dead body, their eyes were fierce, with a green killing intent.

The dead body also opened its dull and cloudy eyes, and opened its bloody mouth, revealing scorched yellow fangs mixed with pus and blood.

The mountains and forests that had been peaceful just now suddenly became noisy, and the roar echoed in the valley.

The order given by the head wolf - to guard the forest.

As long as they are alive, no corpse will be allowed to cross the forest and go to the village on the other side.

The wolves knew very well that there were living people staying in the village on the other side.

Those people are all companions of the ghost exorcist who came here to help save the wronged soul.

Since the ghost exorcists are saving the kind souls they have been guarding all along, the companions of the ghost exorcists should be protected by them!

The dark green eyes of the wild wolf are bright and sharp, moving forward firmly.

And outside the village on the other side of the mountain, the wolf stood high on the wall, and heard the neighing from the forest.

It raised its head immediately, and turned sharply to look at the mountain hidden in the dark mist.

Amidst the wailing of the pack of wolves, the alpha wolf was slightly stunned.

But it quickly came back to its senses, jumped off the wall, and rushed into the group of dead bodies that filled the courtyard.

The silver-gray figure was extremely conspicuous under the moonlight, and it caught everyone's attention almost immediately.

After seeing the figure of the wolf head, everyone immediately shouted out in surprise.

"The wolf just came back!"

"Great, I'm saved now!"

"This wolf must have been called by Brother Yan, otherwise how could it turn back. I thought it had already left."

With the addition of the alpha wolf, he was besieging the dead bodies of the guests just now, but he was immediately diverted and started to deal with the alpha wolf.

Even if some dead bodies were still persistently rushing towards the house, they were all slapped back by the head wolf, who sneered and slapped the dead bodies back into the small courtyard, forcing the dead bodies to face it.

This instantly relieved the pressure of the guests, and they were no longer as tense as before, and they didn't even dare to breathe too hard.

The variety show cafe immediately leaned against the wall, out of breath, and felt that he had completed all the exercise in his life tonight.

"When I go back, I'm afraid I won't even have to worry about marathons and triathlons." The variety show cafe murmured in a trance.

And Bai Shuang, who was still holding on to the big iron pot just now, finally had time to breathe.

She lowered her head and saw that her hand holding the iron pan had been rubbed to the point of skin, and the whole palm was bloody and bloody, and the blood flowed down her arm, wetting her blouse.

The palm that lost its skin protection has even started to stick to the iron pan.

Bai Shuang was so painful that she trembled even when she let go of the iron pot. Enduring the pain, she slowly tore her palm off the handle of the iron pot.

At that moment, the sharp pain caused her to break out in fine cold sweat immediately, and her eyes turned black in bursts.

Still standing next to Bai Shuang, An Nanyuan, who was closest to her, noticed that her breath was not stable, so he quickly reached out to give her a hand, so that she did not fall down.

"Bai Shuang? What's wrong with you?"

An Nanyuan looked at Bai Shuang in astonishment, and was frightened by her pale face: "Did you get scratched by those corpses outside!"

When he asked this question, An Nanyuan automatically started to play the zombie movie he had watched in his mind, and then began to wonder whether Bai Shuang had been infected by the corpse poison, whether he would also become a zombie, whether It will soon mutate to catch people...

An Nanyuan hurriedly put down the portrait in his hand that he used as a weapon, and looked nervously into the kitchen of the house, wanting to check for glutinous rice.

But even if he panicked like a dog, he still comforted Bai Shuang: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll find glutinous rice for you right away. If it doesn't work, let's see if there are any dogs. Let's take care of the dogs." Borrowing some blood, it shouldn't be a big problem."

However, An Nanyuan's trembling voice still exposed his true emotions.

Bai Shuang broke out in cold sweat from the pain, but when she heard An Nanyuan's words, she still felt a question mark popping up above her head.

She even wondered if her brain was dulled by the pain.Otherwise, why couldn't she understand An Nanyuan's words?

A few beats later, Bai Shuang realized An Nanyuan's meaning belatedly, and couldn't laugh or cry.

"...You don't think I'm going to become a zombie, do you? I'm so bloody. An Nanyuan, you should watch less movies."

Bai Shuang looked at An Nanyuan helplessly, and showed him his palm, which was bloody and bloody, and even faintly exposed bones, and said in a bitter way: "Fortunately, I rely on my voice to eat, not a doctor or a pianist. I hurt my hand." There's nothing wrong with that."

An Nanyuan looked down, first he was taken aback by Bai Shuang's injury, and then realized that he was wrong.

He suddenly felt embarrassed, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, tried to ease the awkward atmosphere and said, "It's fine if it's not, haha, haha."

But as soon as An Nanyuan raised his hand, Bai Shuang realized that his sleeves were also stained with a lot of blood, and there was a tendency to spread upwards.

When leaving Southwest, An Nanyuan changed into a white sweater, so now it is particularly conspicuous after being stained with blood.

Bai Shuang hurriedly asked with concern: "Are you injured?"

An Nanyuan: "?"

He followed Bai Shuang's line of sight, only to find the blood on his sweater, and he was taken aback by himself.

When he put down his hand, he saw his own bloody palm, and sawdust was even mixed in the wound.

Because An Nanyuan's weapon is a portrait, and he is not very good at using this kind of "weapon" that is not easy to use, so he can only grab the frame of the portrait with brute force, and greet the dead body without caring about his own No injuries.

When a person's nerves are tense, all attention is placed in front of the eyes, and one cannot see one's own situation at all, and even the pain of injury is shielded from the outside.

It wasn't until he relaxed now, and was reminded by Bai Shuang, that the pain spread up belatedly.

An Nanyuan suddenly felt that his palms and tendons were twitching and painful, and the muscles and bones in the rolled-up flesh were surging, as if another alien shape was about to break through the flesh and come out.

An Nanyuan: "QAQ!"

Bai Shuang: "...What are you imagining? Don't cry, hold back!"

Because of the tense defense just now, the guests were more or less injured.

They are not people like Yan Shixun who never slack in daily training. Except for Zhao Zhen, who has been playing tricks all year round and has a thick skin, the rest of the guests have worn out their palms and their bodies are full of bruises. Bruises and bruises.

But they didn't have time to deal with the wounds. They just took a breath and rested, and immediately pulled themselves together, went back to the window, and continued to fight the dead body.

Nan Tian even climbed out of the window awkwardly and jumped into the yard.

The moment Nan Tian's footsteps landed, the wolf's eyes shot over like lightning, as if he was looking at a naughty son, with reproach in his eyes.

Nan Tian hurriedly raised his hand and explained: "I'll help you, it will be faster this way!"

Afraid of being rejected by the wolf leader, Nan Tian added: "Brother Yan told me when he left that the safety of the others will be entrusted to me temporarily while he is away. There is danger now, and I cannot back down."

"Brother Yan trusts me, if you were called by Brother Yan to protect us, you should also try to trust me."

The wolf head looked Nan Tian up and down, showing disgust with a very humane expression.

As a conscientious male star, Nan Tian also has a good figure with tight muscles, which can be regarded as strong in the entertainment industry. The number of forwarding photos of his abdominal muscles is very high, and he even got on the topic, causing fans to lick the screen frantically.

But in the eyes of the big wolf, it was not enough.

... and said that he believed that the cub with thin arms and thin legs could not even compare with a rabbit, if he hadn't been protected by that young man, he might starve to death in winter, and he wouldn't even be able to kill a rabbit.

The alpha wolf took a fixed look at Nan Tian, ​​but still flicked its big silver-gray tail and turned its head away, as if tacitly agreeing that Nan Tian would deal with the dead bodies in the yard with it.

——After all, it is rare for a cub to be motivated, so as a parent, you should also give some encouragement.

The wolf's shaggy ears trembled, feeling that this year's cubs are really difficult to take care of.

Gee.

Nan Tian got the approval, and immediately trot happily to the wolf's side, holding the fabric hanging on his chest in one hand, waving the shovel in the other, and followed behind the wolf, waiting for the wolf to bite the dead body half to death and let it go, and then again With a shovel, the dead body immediately fell to the ground.

There is a faint tendency to form an assembly line operation.

The guests who stayed in the house were stunned when they saw this scene.

But with such cooperation, the dead bodies in the small courtyard fell one after another, quickly sweeping across a large area.

But before Nan Tian was happy, he suddenly heard the cry of wild wolves from afar.

The voice was weak and trembling, not as majestic as before, but as if warning death.

Before swallowing his last breath, even if he dies, he must warn his companions.

The wolf head raised its head vigilantly, trampled on a pile of blood and bones, looked up at the forest and the field outside the courtyard.

Nan Tian couldn't understand the wolf's warning, but the alpha wolf knew exactly what his companion was saying.

It grinned slowly, revealing its fangs, its tightly wrinkled facial features showed ferocious fighting intent, its green eyes were extremely bright, and it was burning with rage.

But soon, Nan Tian knew what it meant.

...A strange dead body appeared outside the gate of the courtyard.

Nan Tian saw that the dead body was wearing a shroud, and the hands and feet exposed from the clothes had rotted to the point where only dry bones remained, but the head was intact.

He could even distinguish the facial features of the dead body.

However, the shroud on the corpse's body was stained with blood, and it fell to his feet. Even his mouth and face were covered with blood, and there were still a few strands of gray hair stuck to his face.

Nan Tian was taken aback for a moment, and then realized the whereabouts of the dead body and the possible owner of the blood.

He immediately looked at the wolf with concern.

The paw pad stepped into the pool of blood lightly and silently.

Under the moonlight, the head wolf's vigorous and smooth body was like a sharp silver-gray arrow, quickly shooting straight at the dead body outside the door.

The wolf respects strength, and the strongest is the wolf.

As the alpha wolf who leads the entire wolf pack, it possesses strength far exceeding that of the wolf pack and a huge figure. Its terrifying explosive power is enough to tear any prey into pieces.

But now, the alpha wolf was frightened, and his strength surged forth without hesitation, his sharp claws roaring and pointing at the dead body's Tianling Gai.

"Oh!"

The dead body's head exploded like a firework, and the red and white fragments splashed and landed on the wolf's beautiful fur.

It raised its head coldly and looked around.

Outside the small courtyard, corpses wearing shrouds covered in blood slowly approached the small courtyard, appearing to encircle them.

The alpha wolf lowered its body slowly, roaring and neighing in its throat, and looked around the enemy viciously with its dark green eyes.

……

In the dark and empty cave, there was nothing but two people.

Ye Li hugged her lover tightly, unwilling to let go.

If possible, he even hoped that time would stop at this moment and not roll forward any more, so that they could forget all beings in the world in this darkness, and exist only as each other's lovers, nothing could disturb them.

But the hardest thing to bear was Ye Li's sobriety.

He is very clear that emotion can only occupy a small part of his lover forever.

And this is what he paid for everything.

Yan Shixun's heart is loaded with the world and the common people.He will never shirk his responsibilities, even the burden that could have been easily rejected, he has taken the initiative to carry on his shoulders, propping up the world that is about to fall.

If anyone hinders Yan Shixun from fighting for the common people, it is equivalent to standing on the opposite side of him.

——He is the only one who has successfully survived the evil ghost, who is so trustworthy that he is even willing to entrust the world.

Although he was helpless, Ye Li knew that what he loved was such a bright and firm soul.Therefore, he will never let Yan Shixun face the pain of having to make a choice.His lover, he only needs to do what Xin wants to do, and the rest... just leave it to him.

How could he be willing to see Yan Shixun in pain?

Ye Li gritted his teeth and survived the trial, took over the authority from the Dao Dao, accepted his past self, and ruled the world.

Then, he returned to Yan Shixun's side.

He couldn't stand even a moment of separation.

Ye Li especially cherishes Yan Shixun's feelings for him, and will not try this hard-won love.

No matter how reluctant he was, he just gently rubbed against his lover's neck, gently sucked the blood dripping from the tooth marks, and gave the last kiss preciously and deeply.

Then, reluctantly let go of Yan Shixun's arms.

But the strange thing is, based on Yeli's understanding of Yan Shixun, it is more in line with Yan Shixun's character to turn around and hit him at this time, but after Yan Shixun was released, he still stood stiffly in place, motionless , no response at all.

……Um?

Ye Li was puzzled, and the first thought that came to mind was, could it be that Shi Xun was injured and he didn't notice it?

But he immediately rejected this possibility.

Before he returned from the trial, because he had accepted his past self and made a completely different choice after the battle of Fengdu thousands of years ago, he had already gained the perception of the remains.

Therefore, when Yan Shixun approached the coffin, Ye Li also noticed his existence and weakness, so the power rushed to Yan Shixun, filled his meridians, and healed his serious injuries and exhaustion.

Logically speaking, Yan Shixun would not have any more wounds.

Ye Li frowned slightly, and was about to step forward to ask, but suddenly, he thought of something like a blessing in his heart, and suddenly laughed clearly.

Shi Xun who is shy is also very cute.

Fortunately, the cave was completely dark, so that Yan Shixun's reddish cheeks could be perfectly hidden in it, and no one saw this scene.

He quickly sorted out his emotions, and when he turned back to look at Ye Li after a while, he had recovered his usual calmness and sharpness.

"Let's go."

Yan Shixun said softly, "Heaven and earth are waiting for us."

Ye Li nodded and responded without hesitation: "Okay."

As soon as the voice of the ghosts and gods fell, a gust of wind rose from under the feet, blowing in the empty cave, the wind blade sharply tore up the jagged rock wall, the stones fell one after another and made a loud noise, and the whole cave began to shake like an earthquake.

And the light spots scattered from the coffin gathered from Ye Li from all directions under the gust of wind, blowing his robe hanging down to the ground, and the hair curled in the air, but it couldn't hide his sharp eyebrows and eyes like knives .

When he raised his head and looked forward, it seemed as if he had penetrated the entire cave, looking straight at the avenue in the void.

The Lord of Fengdu took a step forward, slowly raised his hand, and pointed to the sky.

"The mighty heaven—"

When Ye Li's voice sounded, the world stood still for a moment.

Time freezes, the air stops flowing, the avenue hangs down here, and the restrictions of the place where ghosts and gods are buried are instantly released, accepting the human world, and re-merging into the heaven and the earth.

"33 The gods are under my law, follow the five mountains, know the news from the eight seas, descend from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and release the true text..."①

The entire land began to vibrate violently. There was no rain in the dark sky, but there was faint thunder and lightning running through the high clouds.

The strong wind blew violently from the ground, passing through the east and west, covering the north and south, and the black mist merged.

Many people were awakened by the violent shaking in their sleep, and hurriedly asked if it was an earthquake.

But more disciples of Taoism and Xuanmen hurriedly dressed and stood up, looking at the dramatically changed stars in the night sky in astonishment.

The celestial master muttered in his mouth, counting in his hands, and frowned.

In the southwest, Li Daochang looked up at the sky in astonishment, and shouted in disbelief: "The Great Dao, has it changed??"

"how is this possible!"

All the changes were covered under the tremors in the night.

Dao gently bowed his head, released his own restrictions, and allowed the power from Fengdu to approach the void.

But in the cave, Ye Li remained calm, and his deep voice was very penetrating, echoing repeatedly between the stone walls of the cave.

"I make light to be bright, dark to be dark, east to be east, west to be west, south to be south, and north to be north. Heaven, earth, ghosts and gods follow me, and those who do not follow me stand and perish together. Rivers, rivers, sun, moon, mountains and seas The stars are in my palm..."①

Every syllable scattered in the air, Yan Shixun could feel the great changes in the avenue.

Between the sky and the earth, the Dao is rapidly weakening, but at the same time, another force rises rapidly, supporting the blue sky powerfully, and never disturbing the yin and yang of the universe for a moment.

The source of that power...

Yan Shixun slowly looked at Ye Li in front of him.

The strong wind messed up his hair, his gaze towards Ye Li was cut into countless small pieces, and his eyes were sour.

That tall figure stood in front of him, as powerful and reliable as a mountain, never wavering.

And under Ye Li's palm, a golden light flourished.

Like a golden crow falling to the ground, it exploded with a bang.

"boom--!!!"

Under the loud noise, the violent power spread to the surroundings.

The strong wind blew up Ye Li's robe, making it roar like a roar.

But Ye Li's brows and eyes didn't even show a trace of emotion, and his bony palms still suppressed the strength calmly, not letting the huge ball of light leave him for a second.

And he turned around slowly, the other palm slowly flattened out to Yan Shixun who was behind him.

"Shi Xun."

Ye Li called his lover softly.

He looked at Yan Shixun intently, as if he couldn't see the world in his vision, only Yan Shixun was alone.

Ye Li's eyes were like spring water: "The avenue is three thousand miles away, and the blue sky is ninety thousand miles away. It will last for thousands of years. However, the avenue is lonely."

"I am so lucky to walk with you?"

Yan Shixun stared fixedly at the palm waiting to be grasped by him, then he stepped forward with a smile and put his palm in Ye Li's hand.

"can."

"The world is vast and lonely forever. But you have me."

"I have you walking with me on this journey, so I will have no regrets."

Ye Li slowly tightened his grip, holding his lover's hand, and refused to let go.

He looked at Yan Shixun for a long time and laughed.

"It's my luck to have you."

Follow the law.

At the moment when Ye Li's voice fell, heaven and earth witnessed that ghosts and gods broke through the long-standing shackles,