MTL - Heaven Official’s Blessing-Chapter 12 Red WISP Burning Wenwu Temple

The boy’s face, indeed, as he had thought, was a scar of severe burns. However, under the contiguous blood red scars, it is faintly visible, three or four small faces.

The faces were all small in size, and the twists and turns were on his cheeks and forehead. Because of the fire, the facial features of each small face are violently shrunk, as if screaming in pain. These screaming strange faces are crowded on the face of a normal person, and it is really more horrible than any ghost!

Seeing the moment of this face, thanking the pity is like falling into a nightmare. The great fear made him numb so much that he didn't know when he stood up. He didn't know what kind of expression on his face, but it must be terrible. The teenager grinds and dispels the bandage. He was uneasy. After seeing his reaction, he also stepped back two steps. It seems that he could not accept this face, as if he was protecting himself. The earth slammed the horrible face, picked it up from the ground, shouted and fled deep into the woods.

Thank you for your return, and said: "Wait!"

He chased and said: "Wait! Come back!"

But after all, he stayed for a while before reacting, and the teenager was familiar with the distance in the mountains, and used to flee in the dark, and escaped without a trace without a trace, let him not ask for it. No one was looking for it nearby. He was partial and mana exhausted. He couldn’t pass the sound of the spirit. He flew in the mountains, but he searched for a small half hour. When the cold wind blows, he wakes up a little. He knows that a person who has no head flies is not a way. He is calm and calm. He said: "Maybe he will go back and take away the body of Xiaoying girl." It is a glimpse.

I saw many black people gathered in the woods behind the temple. They looked serious and were carefully putting down the more than forty bodies that had been hanging upside down. In front of the woods, there is a long-shoulder figure holding his hands. He is watching, turning his head is a beautiful and cold teenager face, it is lifting. It seems that he is going back, and the priests who took a wave of Xuanzhen Temple came down to help.

Xie pity is about to open, and there is a footstep behind him. The south wind also sent the helpers and returned. He saw this situation, glanced at him and said: "Are you not running yourself?"

This is a big deal, and it’s unpleasant to raise your eyebrows. Xie pity did not want them to make a squabble on this bone, saying: "I told him to go back and rescue the soldiers."

Nanfeng said: "What about the rescue? I thought that at least you should ask your general to come down."

It’s faintly said: “When I went back, I heard that General Xiao Yan had rushed down and didn’t go to our general. Moreover, even if I went to find him, he was so busy, and he might not be free.”

To be honest, according to Xie’s understanding of the feelings of admiration, he is free and will not be willing to personally come down. But he didn't have much time to think about it at the moment. He was slightly tired and said: "You shouldn't make a noise first. Let's do a favor first. Let's find the bandage boy together."

Nanfeng frowned: "Is he not with you, guarding the girl's body?"

Thanks: "I asked him to take the bandage down. He was scared away by me."

Holding a corner of the mouth, said: "Not at all. You are not terrible in this way."

Thanks and pity: "I blame me for not responding at the time. Xiaoying girl died, he was greatly stimulated, and thought that I was scared by his face, may not stand this kind of blow, then ran."

He wrinkled his nose and said: "Is he really ugly to this extent?"

Thanks: "It's not a ugly problem. He... someone is a face disease."

When I heard the three words, the south wind and the swaying movements and expressions were instantly stiff.

They finally know why they will be grateful.

Eight hundred years ago, the Imperial City of Xianle was swept by a plague and ended up destroying the country. The plague, the sick person, will first appear a small lump in the body, the mass is getting bigger and bigger, harder and harder, slightly painful. Then you will find that the lumps begin to be somewhat uneven, three depressions, one bulge, as if it were... eyes, mouth and nose. Then the facial features became clearer and, in the end, grew into a shape similar to a human face. And if left unchecked, more and more faces will grow on the body. It is said that some people face up to the end, grow into a type, and speak and even scream.

And the name of this plague is called human face disease!

The face was changed and changed, and the hands held were put down. "How is it possible? This kind of thing was extinguished hundreds of years ago, and it is absolutely impossible to appear again."

Xie pity only said one sentence: "I am not mistaken."

The south wind and the support are impossible to refute. No one can refute this sentence.

Thanks for the pity: "There is still a trace of fire on his face. Maybe he wants to burn these necrotic faces."

In the case of people with facial sores, many people responded by taking a knife to cut off this horrible thing, or burning it with fire, so that even if the meat is broken, it will not hesitate. The south wind sighed: "Then he is probably not an ordinary person, and he may have lived in this world for hundreds of years. If you don't say anything else, will the disease on his body be contagious?"

Although it is a headache, but this question is still calm down and thought about it, definitely: "No. The human face is very contagious. If the epidemic of the boy can still be infected, he is hiding with Junshan. For so long, it should have been infected by the entire band. His plague should have been cured...only the scars left before can not be eliminated."

The three did not dare to care. The swaying seems to be quite a position in the Xuanzhen Temple. The summoning of the priests and the Junshan is a good search for a three-foot digging. However, it is impossible to find the trace of the boy anyway. I am afraid that I have escaped from Junshan and disappeared into the sea of ​​people. For the present, we can only go back to Heaven and then ask the Lingwen Temple to help find it and wait for the news. The thing in the boy is not contagious. This is a little gratifying, but thank you for thinking that his appearance is so terrible. If he is found after going down the mountain, he will be called as a monster to scream and kill, or he will find it as soon as possible.

It is not good to continue to delay with Junshan. Thanks to the small body of Xiaoying, and step by step down the mountain. Because the mind was a little embarrassed, Dr. Tea yelled and he found that he almost took the body into the shop, even apologized, and folded it out before the client was buried. After getting everything down, thanked and sighed silently.

One thing finally came to an end, and he only felt that after a few days of flying, he was more tired than he had been in the world for a year. He climbed his armpit, flew away, rolled, smashed, juggled, and bones all over the body. In order to fall apart, there are still many unsolved mysteries and after-effects. I really want to make a "flying as good as a bad" trick to hang around and go to the world to lobby. He shook his hem and sat down on his side, and finally couldn’t help but turn his eyes on him for a long time, saying, "What are you doing with this dress?"

Seeing his white eyes, thankfulness has an incomparable intimacy. He took off the wedding dress that had been worn all the way, and wiped away the rouge gouache on his face. He was slightly depressed: "Do I always wear this dress to talk to General Xiaojun? If you remind me, I will be fine."

Fudao said: "Maybe because you are obviously very happy to wear."

The south wind ran for a day, and finally he was able to sit down and rest. He said: "You don't need to remind me. General Xiao Yan will not care what you wear. You are wearing it ten times strange, and he will not go back with others. Say one."

Xie Li felt that this little hard official was tonight, gave him a cup of tea, and remembered the cold and clear spirit of the little general, comparing the crazy state of Xuan Ji, said: "This little general is really calm and self-sufficient. So I can hold my breath."

Nanfeng drank the tea, but said: "Don't look at the little general who looks like a very polite, he is not as good as his ancestors."

This kind of pity is naturally visible. Fuyang actually agrees with this. He said: "Yu Su is a new upstart that has only been flying for nearly a hundred or two years, but the momentum is very fierce and it climbs very fast. He was only the leader of the generals when he was only a weak champion. You Do you know what he did at the time?"

Thanks: "What?"

Shake the cold and spit out two words: "The massacre."

Thank you for listening, thoughtful, but not unexpected. In the heavens, the emperors will go all the way, and this is a matter of fighting the mountains and the mountains, and the so-called "one will become a god, and to become a god, must first become an adult." At the foot of the people, all the steps are blood. Shake and sum up: "In the heavens, few are good, no one can believe."

Thanks to him, he heard a pair of people telling the voices of future generations that he couldn’t help but laugh. He wondered if the swaying was in the heavens, and he felt so deeply. However, he also knows that although he has risen three times, every time he spends in heaven is short-lived and short-lived. If he wants to understand the understanding of these gods, he is not necessarily comparable. These two little gods. The south wind seems to disapprove of such a statement, saying: "You don't want to be alarmist. There are good and bad places everywhere. There are still many trustworthy priests in the heavens."

Shake but said: "Haha, trustworthy priest, do you want to say your general?"

Nanfeng Road: "I don't know if I am a general of my family. Anyway, it is definitely not your general."

In the face of this situation, Xie pity has long been accustomed to it, it is not strange, and there is something in the heart, even pulling out has no strength to open.

On the other side of the north, he returned to the heavens. He first went to the Temple of the Spirit, and said the thing of the bandaged boy, and entrusted the spirit to find someone in the world. When the spirits listened, it was also a dignified look. It should be followed. The last words: "The Lingwen Temple is going to search all the way. But I really didn't expect that a trip to the north involved so many things. This time it was really hard work."

Thanks to the pity: "I still need to thank the two small priests who volunteered to help, and the generals of the Mingguang Temple. I really don't know how to thank them."

Lingwen said: "It’s not only the old man’s shackles, but he’s got rid of it. He’s used to it, but he doesn’t need to thank him. If you go back, you’ll get empty, and you’ll have to go through the psychic array. Set up the matter."

Xie Pity also has many doubts that have not yet been answered. I went out of the Lingwen Hall and went around to find a small stone bridge. The stone bridge spans the turbulent water, and the river is crystal clear. You can see the clouds flowing under the water, and even through the flowing water and the clouds, you can see the ups and downs of the mountains and the large squares. He said: "This is a good place." He sat down at the bridge and meditated on the password and entered.

As soon as I entered, the psychic array in the heavens was a very rare excitement. Many voices flew in and out of the array, and they became a mess. The first thing I heard was the snoring of the wind letter: "Fuck! Have you picked the town under which mountain?" The female ghost Xuan Ji is a madman. No matter what she asked her, she was clamoring to see the general. Reluctant to tell where the green ghost is!"

General Xiao Yan said: "General Xuan Ji has always been fierce."

The voice of the wind letter sounds very fierce: "General Xiao Yan, did you come back to the general? Let her see one side and ask the whereabouts of the green ghost to take her away!"

Feng Xin is the most uncomfortable to deal with women. He is actually letting him do the work of this inquiry. He can't help but feel sympathy. General Ozawa said: "It’s useless to see it, and it’s even more crazy.”

There is a voice: "It’s another upside down corpse... The taste of grace is always so low and unpleasant."

"Even if they are in the ghost world, they are disregarding his low grade. It is obvious that it is really very low grade."

There is no gap in the communication between the gods and officials, and they are very familiar with each other. As a newcomer who flew up eight hundred years ago, thankfulness should have been silent, but after listening to it for a long time, he couldn’t help but insert a sentence: "You, that is the inverted corpse in Junshan. What happened? Is the Green Ghost also nearby?"

Because he does not often speak in the psychic array, the voice is strange, the gods do not know whether to pick up the words, the first answer to him is actually a wind letter. He said: "The green ghost is not in contact with Junshan. However, the hanging corpse forest is a female ghost Xuan Ji in accordance with his request, to give him a confession."

Thanks to the pity: "Xuanji is a subordinate of the green ghost?"

General Xiao Xiaojun said: "It is. General Xuan Ji has been dead for hundreds of years. Although there was resentment before, but she has been unable to make trouble in the wind, until she was greeted by the green ghost more than 100 years ago, she appreciated it very much. Subordinates, this is a big increase in mana."

What he actually means is that the female ghost Xuan Ji is in chaos, and she can’t blame the general because she didn’t have such a big skill. To blame the grievances, it is he who received Xuan Ji, so that she has the ability to come out to harm people. Originally, the priests felt that this was actually the embarrassment that the generals made themselves, but they did not say it clearly. It was actually noticed by him. So it’s not too light or just so good to remind him that the words are now between themselves. The mind is deeper. Thanks again and again: "Is it thoroughly checked with Junshan? There should be a child spirit."

This time, the voice of the love came out, not cold and cold: "Children? What child spirit?"

Thankful, I thought that I didn’t tell him the details. I might even ask him to help him, and I didn’t mention it, so I didn’t bother him. “I heard it when I was on the sedan chair. A child's laughter, with the voice of the nursery rhymes. At the time there were two small military officers near the temple of the martial arts, and they were not aware of it. It is also very good to want to come to this child spirit."

Admiration: "There is no child spirit found in Junshan."

Xie pity is strange, shouldn't that child spirit still specifically remind him? When I thought about it, he suddenly remembered one thing he had remembered all the way and asked: "Speaking of this, this time I was in Junshan, I met a teenager who could drive the silver butterfly. You know, who is this boy? ”

The psychic array was so noisy and busy that he flew up. When he came out, it was suddenly silent.

This kind of reaction, thankfulness has long been expected. He waited patiently. For a long while, Lingwen asked: "His Royal Highness, what did you say?"

The feelings are cold and cold: "He just said that he met the flower city."

Finally I learned the name of the red boy, Xie Pity is in a good mood, smiled and said: "It turned out that he is called Huacheng? Well, this name is quite suitable for him."

Listening to his words in such a tone, the gods in the psychic array seem to be speechless. For a moment, the spirit coughed and said: "This... Your Highness, Prince, can you hear the so-called four evils?"

Thanks for thinking: "Hey, I only know four scenes."

The so-called four scenes are the four beautiful talks before the four priests in the heavens are flying up - Shaojun poured, Prince Edward. The general folded the sword and the princess sweared. Among them, "Prince Edward", it is said that the prince of Xianle is stunned by the martial arts. Being able to be in the top four is not necessarily the strongest mana of the priest, but because they have the most widely spread legends, they are relished. Regarding this kind of news from outside, Xie Pity has always been slow to respond, saying that it is ignorant, but after all, as one of them, he only knows a little. This "four major harms" is probably a very popular saying later, but Xie Pity has never heard of it. Since the word "harm" is used, it is definitely not a good thing. He said: "Hey, I haven't heard it. Can you ask which four evils?"

The feelings are cool and cool: "His Royal Highness has been honed in the world for hundreds of years. It is so confusing. It is really a curiosity. What are you doing when you are below?"

It is natural that the meal, sleep, and entertainment are broken. Thanks and smiles: "When you are a human being, there are many things to be busy and complicated. It is not as easy as being a **** official."

Lingwen said: "Where are these four great evils, please remember your highness, but it is 'black water sinking, blue light night tour. White clothing disaster, blood rain and flower.' refers to the upper heaven and the middle heaven are very headaches The four ghost kings of the world."

People, go up, become gods; go down, be a ghost.

The gods of the gods opened up the heavens as a residence, separating themselves from the human world, and admiring the world and admiring the sentient beings. The so-called ghost world has not yet separated from the human world. Devils and ghosts enjoy the same land with people, some lurking in the dark, some disguised as human beings, mixed in the crowd, wandering in the world.

Lingwen continued: "The black water sinks the boat, and it is a big water ghost. Although he has reached a desperate situation, he rarely provokes trouble, very low-key, and few people have seen it.

"The green light night tour refers to our green taste of the low-grade, hobby-hanging corpse. However, he is the only one of the four evils, why is he here? Maybe because He has been troubled all the year round, and he is very annoying. It may just be because he is a good friend and he does not mention it.

"White clothes catastrophe, this one, you should be familiar with His Royal Highness. He has a name, called White."

Sitting in the stone bridge, thank you, heard the name, suddenly felt a pain from the heart to the limbs, the back of the hand slightly shook, unconsciously clenched the fist.

He is naturally familiar.

When the road is "exclusive", it will be a disaster. And the first country that was born without the appearance of the white, is the Xianle country.

Thank you for your silence. Lingwen said again: "However, the white phase has been destroyed. Not to mention. Even if he still exists in the world, now I am afraid that he will not be able to take the lead."

"His Royal Highness, the silver butterfly you see with Junshan, also known as the Death Butterfly. Its owner, the last one of the four, is also the one who wants to provoke the most in today's world. 'Blood rain flower' , Flower City."

Among the heavens, when they are worthy of "famous", they belong to the Emperor Wu and the Prince of Xianle. Although the meaning of the two is completely opposite, the degree of the same is almost the same. In the ghost world, it is necessary to pick one who is equal to them in the "famous", and there is no second outside the flower city.

If you want to know a priest, go out on the road, find a temple to go in, see what clothes the gods wear, and what kind of instruments you can, you can probably understand some. If you want to know more, listen to the myths and legends of the word of mouth, the identity of the priests and what they have done, almost all have been dug. The demons and ghosts are not. What kind of people are they when they are human beings, and what they are now, are almost all mysteries.

The name of Huacheng is definitely fake, and the appearance is definitely fake. Because of the rumor, he is sometimes a moody young boy, sometimes a gentle and beautiful man, sometimes a snake-like and gorgeous female ghost, saying what it is. Regarding his deity, the only thing he was convinced was that he was dressed in red, often with a **** hurricane, and the silver butterfly chased between his placket and sleeves.

As for his origins, there are countless versions. Some people say that he is a deformed child. He is born with no right eye. Therefore, he has been bullied and hated since childhood. Some people say that he is a young soldier. He died for the sake of his country. He is unwilling to die. Some people say that he is a person who loves him. The wicked man who died and died; others said he was a monster. The most bizarre version, it is said - just said. It is said that Huacheng is actually a rising official. However, after he ascended, he jumped and fell into a ghost. However, this is just a legend that is not widely spread. I don’t know if it’s true or false, and there are not many letters. Having said that, even if it is true, it must be fake. Because there are people in this world who don't do good gods, they would rather jump and be ghosts. This is too shameful for heaven. All in all, the more people talk, the more foggy.

There are many reasons why the various priests are particularly jealous of the flower city. For example, his temperament is erratic, sometimes cruel and killing, and sometimes there are strange good deeds. For example, he is very powerful in the world and has a lot of believers.

Yes, people worship God, pray for blessing, and stay away from the invasion of demons and ghosts. The priests have many believers. However, a ghost in Huacheng, there are also a large number of believers in the human world, almost to the point where only the hand covers the sky.

Here, I have to say it. When Huacheng just took the lead, he did a very famous thing.

He made a fierce battle with the thirty-five priests in the heavens. The content of the battle is to fight against the martial arts and ask the literary theory.

Of the thirty-five priests, thirty-three priests felt ridiculous, but they were all provoked by his provocation, accepted the challenge, and prepared to teach him to be a ghost.

The first thing I tried with him was the Valkyrie.

Wushen is the strongest **** in the heavens. Almost every believer has many mana, and his mana is strong. In the face of a fledgling little devil, it can be said that it is a stable victory. Who knows, after the First World War, the whole army was annihilated, and even the soldiers of the gods were all crushed by the strange scimitar of Huacheng!

After I finished playing, I realized that Huacheng was from Tonglushan.

Tonglushan is a volcano. It is not important. What is important is that there is a city in the mountain called Yucheng. Yucheng is not a city where everyone can raise a scorpion. The city itself is a large anti-drug.

Every 100 years, thousands of ghosts gathered here to kill, and only one ghost left in the end. Although the result is often one is not left, but as long as one can come out, it will definitely be a mixed king. In the past few hundred years, only two ghosts have come out in the city, and these two, no matter what, have become the ghost kings in the world.

Huacheng is one of them.

The Valkyrie was beaten and defeated, and then it was the turn of the gods.

Fighting can’t be beaten, can you argue about it?

Coincidentally, I still can't win. The flower city on the heavens and the earth is ancient, and sometimes Sven, sometimes vicious, sometimes tough, sometimes incisive, and sometimes sophistry, really, the steel teeth are not leaking, and the levy swears the devil. The digital **** was taken from the sky to the earth, from the ancient to the present, and he got a **** waterfall and went straight into the sky.

Flower City, became famous in World War I.

However, if this is the case, he is not enough to say that it is terrible. The terrible thing is that after winning the victory, he asked thirty-three priests to fulfill their promises.

Before the challenge, the two sides set a stipulation: If the flower city is defeated, the ashes will be offered. If the gods are defeated, they all jump off the heavens and become mortals. If his attitude is arrogant and his bet is decided, the 33rd priest is convinced that he will never lose, and he will not agree to fight against him.

However, no one official has fulfilled his promise. Although it is very shameful to ruin, but think about it, there are thirty-three priests who have lost. It is very shameful to lose face. But if so many people humiliate, then they are not shameful, and can even reverse Laugh at each other. So they reached a tacit agreement, ignorant, pretending that this is not the case. Anyway, people forget to be very big. After another 50 years, maybe they don't remember.

They are quite good at this point. What is wrong with them is that Huacheng is not so good.

Not fulfilling? Ok, help.

So, he burned the thirty-three priests in the palace of the world, and burned a fire.

This is the nightmare that the gods of the heavens are still talking about, and the red-winged fires burn the Wenwu thirty-three temples.

Gong Guan and believers are the greatest source of manpower for the priests. The temple is gone. Where do the believers go to worship? What is the incense? It is a big injury, and it will take a hundred years to re-establish the temple. It is not always possible to restore the original scale. For the priests, this is really a horrible catastrophe than the failure of the robbery. These gods have a large number of palaces, thousands of small ones, and hundreds of small ones. Adding up to tens of thousands, Huacheng, actually burned down overnight. No one knows how he did it, but he did it.

It’s a mad heart.

The priests cried to Jun Wu, but Jun Wu was helpless and he could not do anything. The challenge was that the officials had to bear it, and the promise was also promised. The flower city was very embarrassing. It was just ruining the temple and not hurting people. It was equivalent to digging a pit and asking them not to jump, so they dug themselves. Bigger then jumped in, what can I do now?

The original thirty-three priests wanted to defeat this arrogant devil in front of the world, so they chose the battlefield of the martial arts in the dreams of many princes and nobles. The purpose was to show the gods in front of the big believers. Who knows that the aristocrats of the princes saw what they were defeated. So, after this dream woke up, many nobles did not worship the heavenly officials and changed their worship. These thirty-three priests lost their believers and palace views, and gradually disappeared. Until another generation of new priests soared, a large number of vacancies were filled.

From then on, many of the celestial officials in the heavens mentioned the name "Flower City" and they were scared. Even when they heard the red and silver butterflies, they were horrified. Some are afraid of getting him, one is unhappy, first come to challenge, and then burn a temple in flames; some are because there are handles in his hands, and they can’t move; others are because the flower city only covers the sky in the human world, sometimes some priests To do things, I have to ask for him, and ask him to open the door of convenience. In the long run, some of the priests are actually out of a strange psychology, and they are quite admired.

Therefore, for this, the heavens are really, hate, fear and respect.

Among the thirty-five priests, the two martial arts who did not fight, it was the general of Xuanzheng, and the general of Nanyang.

The two of them did not fight at the beginning, but they were not afraid of the flower city. They just did not put the other party in their eyes. They felt that there was no need to pay attention to this kind of challenge. Therefore, no one should know that this was actually beaten. However, did not fight, Huacheng did not forget the two of them, several times the Mid-Autumn Festival patrol, the two sides hit, played a few far away, both of them left a deep shadow on the crazy savage silver butterfly.

Hearing here, thankful and full of brains are the cheerful appearance of the silver butterfly crystal clear and lovely around him, how can they not compare them with the rumors, can not help but think: "The little silver butterfly has So horrible? Fortunately... very cute." 2k novel reading network