Chapter 172 Riding a Black Bull and Climbing the Copper Furnace
This is the national treasure sword that Yu Shihuang used when he committed suicide! It is a divine weapon, but it is also a murder weapon. Rong Guang said: "Yu Shihuang is really bold, or he is deliberately trying to scare him and remind him, and actually gave Yu Long to him to use. Does he dare? Hahahaha..."
Xie Lian couldn't help it, and said, "Why do you have to think so darkly?" He raised his hand and cast another talisman, sealing his mouth. Coincidentally, at this moment, Pei Ming said from afar, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, and Xueyu Tanhua, have you two rested well? It's time to put away the bed, and hurry on your way."
We didn't rest for long anyway, and it just disappeared while we were chatting.
The rest of the people stayed here, while Xie Lian, Hua Cheng, and Pei Ming set out. Yu Shi brought his mount and offered to give them a ride, and sent them to the foot of the copper furnace. Xie Lian gladly thanked him. Then, the black bull transformed into two or three times its original size, and could accommodate six people. It landed on its front hooves first and lay down. Yu Shi got on and sat in the front. Pei Ming sat behind it at a distance. Finally, it was Xie Lian and Hua Cheng.
Xie Lian sat on it, and the black bull rose up and lifted off the ground. He stroked the sleek black fur and said in wonder, "Master Yushi's mount is truly miraculous. Sanlang seemed to have mentioned how it was created."
The black bull spread its four hooves and ran, and the scenery on both sides quickly retreated backwards, incredibly fast and steady. Hua Cheng sat behind him, gently hugged his waist, as if afraid that he would fall, and said: "It was transformed from the door knocker of a side door of the Rain Dragon Temple, the royal dojo of the Rain Master Kingdom."
It turns out that there is a small custom in Yulong Temple. If you see the golden beast on the door knocker, you can touch it to increase popularity and accumulate good karma. Believers come in droves, and most of them touch the heads of immortal beasts such as dragons, tigers, and cranes. Generally, no one touches the head of an ox, which is very lonely. So, when Master Huang of Rain was practicing in Yulong Temple, every time she passed by the door with water, she would touch the head of the ox with the golden ring. The head of the ox on the door knocker was touched by her popularity, and after Master Huang of Rain ascended, the ox flew with her. As for the others, none of them were appointed.
Black Bull moved forward at a rapid speed, and Xie Lian was dragged back slightly, as if leaning on his arms. He smiled as he listened, “San Lang really knows everything. It seems that no allusion can stump you.”
Hua Cheng also smiled and said, "Brother, is there anything else you want to know? I know you can't help but say it."
Pei Ming sat in the front. Master Yu didn't speak, so he didn't speak either. He listened attentively to the noise behind him and said casually, "Your Excellency Ghost King, what you said is really good. Your Highness, why don't you ask Blood Rain Scholar about his life experience and see if he can answer you?"
Xie Lian's smile faded immediately. It was not polite to ask a ghost king about his background. In Xie Lian's mind, the level of privacy was almost the same as asking another man's size. He was afraid that Hua Cheng would be unhappy, so he immediately changed the subject and said lightly: "General Pei."
Pei Ming: "What?"
Xie Lian: "It's bumpy ahead, be careful."
Pei Ming: "What?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black bull under the four people's seats mooed loudly, and Pei Ming was thrown off. He was stunned and said, "How can this be possible?"
I have never heard of such a thing! It would be fine if he was thrown off, people make mistakes and horses stumble, but why did he throw off the person in the middle instead of the one in the front or the one in the back? How could this happen normally?
The cattle kept on going. Xie Lian turned his head and shouted from afar, “I told you it’s going to be bumpy ahead. General Pei, be careful…”
After throwing Pei Ming down seven or eight times, the four of them finally arrived at the foot of the bronze furnace on the Rain Master's guardian mount.
Tonglu was originally a lush green mountain located in the center of the royal capital. It had beautiful scenery, similar to Taicang Mountain. At its foot was the towering royal capital, the most prosperous imperial city.
This imperial city was originally buried deep underground, and probably after several earthquakes, it was shaken out and saw the light of day again. Xie Lian sat on the black bull, watching for a moment, and just as he was about to get off, he found Hua Cheng standing below, holding out a hand to him. With an idea in mind, he gave his hand to him, turned over and said, "There must be a temple in the royal city, too."
Hua Cheng said: "That's for sure."
Although Pei Ming was thrown down seven or eight times along the way, he was worthy of being called a martial god. He was very tenacious and walked without a limp. He even reached out and patted the cow's neck, not noticing that the cow bared its teeth dangerously at him. Pei Ming said, "The tallest building in the city is either the imperial palace or the temple."
Hua Cheng said, "No. The Wuyong Temple in the Imperial City is on the mountain."
He pointed his finger. As expected, a corner of the eaves appeared on the crimson hillside, and the rest of the mountain was hidden in the red shadows. Xie Lian asked, “Why is the mountain so crimson…”
Before he finished his sentence, the black bull that had returned to its original form suddenly roared. The men had already walked forward and turned back in shock, while the bull shook its head violently and rolled on the ground. The Rain Master held its rope tightly and did not let go, and asked, "What's wrong?"
The black bull actually let out a human-like scream: "Ah ...
When the Rain Master heard the scream, he drew out the Rain Dragon and slashed at the Black Bull with his sword!
The sword flashed, and a black object was picked up and flew out, hitting the wall on the street with a bang, splashing a large scarlet blood.
Corpse rat!
The one who was shouting just now was not the black bull, but the cadaver rat that jumped onto the bull and bit it hard when everyone was not paying attention. Although it was dying, it was still screaming: "Your Highness - Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness! Save me, save me, save me!"
"boom!"
Xie Lian's scalp was numb and his head was aching from its scream, but Hua Cheng quickly stopped it behind him and raised his hand slightly, and the corpse-eating rat was instantly blown into a ball of blood mist. But there was still a pair of small eyeballs stuck to the wall, emitting a scarlet fierce light. Hua Cheng said: "Master Yu, I suggest you check your mount."
The Rain Master was already turning the black cow's hair and said, "It's just a minor injury."
However, more and more voices began to gather from all directions, one after another:
"Ahem, ahem...Take me away, someone take me away!"
"It would be better if I escaped earlier..."
"I'm so unwilling to accept this... Just don't believe his lies. I died unjustly!"
"Brother, brother? Your Highness!"
This sentence was particularly clear, it was Hua Cheng's voice. Xie Lian came back to his senses and said, "Sorry!"
Hua Cheng looked solemn and asked, "Do you understand what they are saying?"
Xie Lian nodded. Hua Cheng covered his ears with his hands and said, "Don't listen. They're not talking to you."
Xie Lian’s scalp was still numb, and he reluctantly said, “I know.”
Thousands of cadaver rats were like a black tide, spreading towards the center. This was the capital, with a denser population than the previous underground city, more dead, and more food for the rats, so their numbers and sizes were more impressive. They were about to be surrounded by layers of layers. Pei Ming's expression became serious, and a layer of light protective aura covered his body. He said, "You go first, I'll lead them away..."
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, a large number of ghouls screamed and rushed towards him, avoiding him and running to the back. Looking back, they were actually chasing after the Rain Master!
At some point, the Rain Master had already mounted the black ox again and was running in the opposite direction. The ox had already run several meters, not too fast for the ghoul rats to catch up, nor too slow for the ghoul rats to surround and gnaw it into a skeleton. Instead, it kept a speed that was just enough to lead them and be chased by them. The Rain Master said from a distance: "Please go ahead, I will lead them away."
As Master Yu rode his ox, he scattered handfuls of snow-white rice along the road. Rats love rice by nature, and they haven't seen such white and delicious food for many years. They swarmed over it. Pei Ming was supposed to do this, but Master Yu got there first, leaving him with nothing to do. His expression was extremely subtle. Hua Cheng let go and said, "Brother, let's go."
Xie Lian got a headache whenever he heard the sounds of the corpse-eating rats. He breathed a sigh of relief when he couldn’t hear them anymore and nodded. But Pei Ming turned around and said, “Wait a minute. Are you guys just leaving like this?”
Hua Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "What else?"
Pei Ming frowned: "What about Master Yu? She can't handle it, so she just ran away. Isn't that reckless?"
Xie Lian was surprised and asked, “Why does General Pei feel that Master Rain can’t handle it? Judging from the situation, Master Rain can handle it with ease.”
Pei Ming seemed unhappy, and finally said, "It's impossible, right? It's not like there are no martial gods here, so there's no reason to let the female priestess come. Your Highness, you go first, and we'll meet up at the temple if you can catch up." After saying that, he chased after them. Xie Lian shouted a few times from behind, and Hua Cheng said, "Let's go, brother. Don't worry, I just can't stand being protected by a woman, I must get back at him."
Seizing the opportunity, the two passed through the royal city and the empty shells of countless petrified people and ran towards the mountain. Half an hour later, they finally stepped onto the bronze furnace.
The reason why this mountain looked like it was stained with blood from a distance was because the large tracts of forest on the mountain were red. They were clearly not maple trees, but they were as red as maple trees, the color of blood. Xie Lian could also faintly smell the scent of blood. He was afraid that the land that nourished them must be filled with resentment and human blood.
The fourth Wuyong Temple was built on a slightly protruding rock halfway up the Tonglu Mountain, thus avoiding the fate of being swallowed by the magma. It is the largest of the four temples and is relatively well-preserved. There are also many petrified people in different postures in the temple, who must be the servants in the temple. The two went straight to the main hall, and once they entered, they saw murals on the walls. However, Hua Cheng took a look and said, "It seems that someone got ahead of us."
There is only one mural in the hall. The other two walls are intact, but the surface has been smashed to pieces.
This was the first time he had ever seen such a situation. Xie Lian was slightly stunned and asked, “Who did it?”
They hadn't even figured out who painted the mural, and now there was another unsolved mystery: who destroyed the mural? But since it had already been destroyed, they might as well look at the mural first. After just a quick glance, before he could take a closer look, Xie Lian's hair on his back instantly stood up.
What is this!
This mural was completely different from the ones in the previous three temples. There was only one person on the picture, but the colors were dark, and the lines and face were extremely distorted. It was impossible to tell what this person looked like. All that could be seen was that he was a ragged civilian.
This was not all. What made Xie Lian shudder was that this man looked as if he was in extreme pain, and in his madness, he tore his clothes, revealing his body.
And there were actually three faces on his body, each of which was as distorted as his own!
Human face epidemic!
Under the huge impact, Xie Lian's eyes were filled with the blackness of the mural. He murmured, "It's... exactly the same..."
The people of Wuyong Kingdom also encountered the human face plague!
Why are the experiences of Prince Wuyong, who existed for more than two thousand years, so terrifyingly similar to his?
Seeing that the situation was not good, Hua Cheng calmed him down and said, "Your Highness, don't look at it for now."
But the distorted image was too shocking, and the shadow left by the human-faced plague on Xie Lian's heart was too heavy. He was a little obsessed and stared at it. So Hua Cheng simply pulled Xie Lian over, pressed him into his arms, and said in a strong but gentle tone: "Alright! Your Highness, listen to me. Listen to me."
After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "Look, the first few murals are developed in chronological order, with cause and effect. The previous one is about Prince Wuyong building a bridge to heaven, and the next one must be right after that. But this mural can't be connected to the previous one at all, right?"
Xie Lian reacted quickly and said, “…Yes, there must be something missing. Someone came here before us and destroyed the other two murals.”
Hua Cheng said: "Since this man destroyed the other two murals, why didn't he destroy this one as well? Why did he leave it behind?"
Xie Lian said, “There are two possibilities. First, he felt that it didn’t matter if he kept this one painting, so he didn’t have to worry about me seeing it.”
Hua Cheng said: "What about the second one?"
Xie Lian said slowly, “Second, this person destroyed all three murals. The one that was left was actually a fake, and he painted it in later!”
Hua Cheng said: "That's right. Let's think a little bolder. Maybe all the murals along the way are lies. We are very close to the answer. Before that, don't think too much, okay?"
After being buried in his arms for a long time, Xie Lian finally dug out the horrifying scene from his mind. Only then did he notice the postures of the two people. He quickly prepared to pull himself out of Hua Cheng’s arms and said, “…I’m sorry, Sanlang, that I…”
Hua Cheng did not let him leave, but hugged him tighter and said with a smile: "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. But..."
He lowered his head and said, "Actually, there is a third possibility."
Xie Lian buried the lower half of his face in his shoulder. Hua Cheng’s voice was right beside his ear, but it was so low that no one could hear it clearly except him.
He held his breath slightly and heard Hua Cheng say in a deep voice: "The third possibility is that this person did not want to destroy all the murals, but he was too late. He had just destroyed the other two when we arrived. And now, he is hiding in this hall."