Poison of the Human Panacea - Chapter 60

There is no light in the heavens and the earth, and everything is silent.

The sand wind became more violent, tearing Wu Yanfu’s robe. He hugged the boy for a long time like a stone statue, and suddenly remembered something, and immediately rushed to his horse, rushing in a certain direction like a frenzy.

At this time, the martial arts conference in Longmen Tower has not yet ended. Since Wu Yanfu left, Fulu’s Tatars dominated the platform, and they were undefeated repeatedly. Everyone dissatisfied. The old shaman of the mandala door came out to reluctantly stabilize the situation, but it has not been decided for three days.

When the two were fighting in full swing, they suddenly broke into a white-haired mask man from the gate, holding a girl in a wedding gown in her arms, flying straight up to the ring platform, and knocking the ringer down with one palm, everyone Startled, and saw him grabbed the old shaman, and flew to the dome over the buddha.

The shaman old witch was hit by acupoints, and he couldn’t move, but after a strong wind and waves, there was no surprise on his face, and I looked at the uninvited guest holding the girl who was in love, and said lightly: “You are Yueyin Hall Lord God? What did you want to do when you broke in suddenly?

The man replied lowly, “The junior is not a genius, but the junior is Wu Yanfu.”

The old shaman woke up for a moment, then calmed down: “No wonder … no wonder, then, everything can be understood, presumably the Lord of the Witch can use the corpse to return the soul to the medicine man’s body, also because of the common command curse.”

Mi Lansheng leapt to the hanging court, and just happened to hear the conversation between the two, and couldn’t help but hold on the spot.

“Brother … is it you?”

Wu Yan floated in silence, didn’t answer, turned around, hugged the person in his arms, and knelt down on him stiffly, a pair of narrow eyes staring at Mi Lansheng’s face, horrified him jump.

“Brother, what are you doing?” Mi Lansheng glanced down, glanced at the veil on the face of his arms, opened a corner, exposed half of the beautiful and pale face, his heart stopped suddenly .

——This little demon, even this is dead?

“That is……”

“Yes, it’s a sorrow.” Wu Yanfu’s voice was hoarse like a human voice. “Brother Sheng, you may look at the brotherhood, and donate the half human rosary to the brother to save his life?” “

“The rosary of human bones …” Mi Lansheng struggled to squeeze a few words out of his teeth. “Already …”

“The day before yesterday, he was as anxious as you were when he asked the old man for death and the doorkeeper for the rosary. The old man thought he was afraid of death and wanted to help himself, but he didn’t expect it to be used to save others. Speaking of you, you The rosary of human bones taken by the child is only half … the other half, wasn’t it taken away by the witch master earlier? “

Wu Yan froze abruptly.

The half … the half …

He had already been fed to Si You by his own hands.

Wu Yanfu’s eyes were cracked, his eyes were black, his heart was utterly remorseless, his lips were trembling so badly, he opened his mouth and vomited blood again, and when the young man stunned to grab the rosary, Vigorous, sharp-toothed claws, chest pain is unbearable for a moment, as if the arrows penetrate the heart-

It was he himself, who ruined it with his own hands, perhaps the last chance to save Baiji.

“You know that your life is near, but you don’t save yourself. You want to open it. You have let go of your bad faith. Why is the Witch Lord still so persistent?

Wu Yanfu turned a deaf ear, stood up, and said in a magical way: “Fulu … Fulu must have …”

The old shaman sighed, “The Lord of the Witches, don’t bother thinking. Mo said that Fulu has no human rosary in his hands. Even if he can really spit out human rosary, it will not help. For those who are resurrected, there is a gap in the soul element. Now that he is dead again, the soul element is broken and the soul is dissipated. Not to mention that you are willing to use a common spell to raise a medicine person to continue his life. Don’t return to him. “

This sentence is just like the five thunder blasts, Wu Yanfu stands still and says to himself: “Can’t you save it?”

“No way back … how is that possible! How is it possible! Nonsense!”

“Nonsense!” He shook his hand and stroked the young boy’s cold face. “There must be a way to save you in the world … what else can there be in the world to save you … Elder, you know so much, do you not know what to do? Can it bring him back to life? “

The shaman vulgarly shook his head firmly: “The resurrection of the dead is to go against the sky. If you go back to the sky once, and now you have lost everything, you are destined to do so. It is time to let go.”

“This is the will of God? This is the will of God?” Wu Yanfu murmured to himself, suddenly burst into laughter, the laughter penetrated the heavens and the earth, deafening, and suddenly everyone present was buzzing with both ears, “This seat is not afraid of the Buddha God, it ’s against the sky! Everyone here wants him to die, curses him to death, and he really dies … I want everyone here to be buried with him, unless someone can say to save him Way of doing it! “

After all, jumping from the dome, holding the boy in one hand, and breaking the sun in one hand, the sword was like the wind blowing through the forest, and the blizzard hit the mountain. With one stab, they split the dozens of empty gate monks into different places. Flesh flew, another sword, that day, a group of disciples in the river sent to pieces, screaming again and again; the third sword, the number of congregations in the Hidden Palace that month was cut off and flew together, immature; the fourth sword, Fifth knife, sixth knife …

In an instant, there was a terrible corpse of blood and the wreckage inside the Longmen Building.

Benian Lulu was also shocked by this sudden change. He knew that this man must have gone into a demon, and became mad, even his tartar was obviously unable to resist, and he did not dare to fight. He called the tartar and left quietly. .

Wu Yanfu was killed in darkness, his body was stained with blood, and he hugged the teenager from a sea of ​​blood and walked to the platform: “Hey, these people hate you, and they killed all of them for you. Are you happy or not?”

“If you’re happy, would you smile at the teacher?”

He said so seriously, hoping that the people in his arms could hear.

But the boy still said nothing, only the veil moved slightly in the wind, as if he really smiled.

Wu Yanfu touched the boy’s cheek, and his fingertips soaked in black blood. “In fact, I already thought about it for the teacher. The day you become the master of martial arts is the day of our great joy … You see, said for the teacher To do it. “

“The Lord of the Witches … hand over the child to the body, and he should return to his native land. You can’t create another killing for him.”

Wu Yanfu raised his eyelids and saw an old man holding a cane and hobbing before the platform, his eyes were in tears.

“If our uncle likes one person and is lost by that person, he is destined to die from the disease. The disease of the cheekbones is very painful. The child is so affectionate and lives tortured that it is impossible for him to survive if he is dead. “

Wu Yanfu had already been burned within five years. Hearing such a sentence is even more chaotic–

So … It turned out that he had made his sister-in-law’s ending with one hand.

“You get away, get away, I won’t give my child to anyone!” He growled, and when he broke the sun, he was going to be chopped at the catfish, but was blocked by a cane flying in the sky.

The old shaman witch fell on the ring, watching the former generation of martial arts overwhelmingly like a wild beast, regretful in his heart, took out a lamp carved from the bones of the man’s hand from his waist, blew his breath, and the lamp immediately ignited A faint faint flame. How could Wu Yanfu not recognize what it was, his spirits were refreshed, and ecstasy glowed in his eyes: “Yi’er’s soul has not been exhausted. Elder, can you recall his soul?”

The old shaman saw that he had gone into madness, and was on the verge of insanity. How dare to say that Bai Zhi had only a ray of residual soul, and hope was dim, and he only sighed, “The old man is helpless, but he knows that someone may be able to help, he is old The previous shaman shaman was an extravagant man. If the witch lord can rush there before your soul is gone, if the old man is still alive … “

Wu Yanfu waited for him to say: “Where are the others?”

“He lived in seclusion at the source of the Yeerjing River in the northern vein of the Kunlun Mountains. However, it was 17 years ago that the old man saw him there last time … he only came out of the underground tomb every 17 years. If you get it, you have to see what the will of God is. The Lord of the Witches, the will of God is unpredictable. Do n’t be too persistent. “

“Thank you … the elders are complete.” Wu Yanfu took the soul lamp in one hand and hugged Bai Yan and jumped out of the ring.

“Witch lord, when the soul lamp goes out, it is the moment when the soul is gone, you should know.”

Wu Yanfu watched the flames dying on the soul lamp. His pupils shrank, his blood was thicker, and he dashed out of the Tibetan Dragon City, rushed into the sand, and chased the last twilight that was about to disappear in the sky. The endless Tarim River ran all the way to Kunlun Mountain.

The twilight was vast and the wind was raging.

The figure of the two men and two horses resembled a lonely boat on the vast sea, and was instantly engulfed in the vast sand and sea. Only the light from that soul lamp flickered in the darkening night.

Wu Yanfu didn’t know how long he had traveled, only that the sky was dark and bright, clear and dark, from day to night, from dawn to dusk, and Kunlun Mountain was still far away from the sky, no matter how much he rode Quickly, it seems that the distance of this road has not been shortened, but the soul lamp in his hand is getting weaker and weaker.

“Hey, you wait for the teacher, you wait for the teacher for a while. For the teacher … I want to take you back to Xi Ye.”

Wu Yanfu kept talking to the young man in his arms, but the flame on the soul lamp was still little by little.

He didn’t dare to look at the lamp anymore, he just rushed forward, time seemed to slow down, and the surroundings became abnormally quiet. He could only hear his heartbeat, a rush, so hurried, like the drum sound of a funeral.

The exhausted horse hissed and dumped on the sand like a collapsed mountain.

Wu Yanfu fell off the horse. He instinctively protected the boy in his arms, rolled over, and rolled into the sand. The Soul Lamp first slipped out of his hand, and was quickly grasped in his hands.

The pea-like flame struggled a few times in his gaze, and eventually died out.

Wu Yanfu stared intently at the wick until he saw a thin layer of green smoke rising into the air and dissipated in the wind, then he clearly realized that the soul lamp would not light up again.

He stiffened the soul lamp into his hands, put the young man’s body on his back, stood up and continued to walk.

“Her … why don’t you wait a little longer for a teacher? Do you want to leave for a teacher like this?”

“As a teacher … I won’t let you go like this.”

“I have a lot to say to you, and I want to take you back to the West to enjoy the Jinyi jade food. I also want to take you to see the scenery in Jiangbei, Saibei. I also want to … drink another cup of scallion wine that you made yourself, long Not drunk. “

Wu Yanfu murmured, looking up at the Kunlun Mountains surrounded by clouds in front, and finally lost his strength.

He walked so far, but in the end it was a farewell.

Wu Yanfu fell to his knees on the ground, and the mask “哐 啷” on his face fell down. At the same time, a few drops of transparent liquid mixed with blood continued to fall from his eyes onto the sand.

“Hey, don’t you want to be a teacher and let you go.”

Pushing the soul lamp into the dressing room, he slowly crawled forward with the boy on his back, like a beast in despair.

“Master …” Suddenly, a voice called softly.

Wu Yanfu raised his eyelids and looked around. The figure of Bai Yan stood not far away, wearing a white shirt and a pimple flower on his head. He smiled shyly at him and turned away.

“Hey, wait a minute … wait a minute, OK?”