River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 439 Salmonella

Looking at the faces of those three people, Jiang Ling suddenly felt familiar.

After thinking about it for a while, I realized, isn't that exactly the Shura clan?

In the Shura tribe, the males are naturally ugly and ugly, but the females are all soft and beautiful, which is extremely abnormal.

Once on the murals in the ancient village, Zhu Xiaolian also married the Shura girl in the painting.

When human beings unite with the Shura tribe, they will conceive a fetus, and it will be born in three days.The one born is still of Shura blood.

"Is this the Heaven of Reincarnation?"

The sky of reincarnation is the underworld.

Falling from the outer world to the human world, how could it accidentally fall into the reincarnation world?
Not long after, another group of ugly people came here.

This time, they were armed with sharp forks.

As soon as they came over, they surrounded Jiang Ling in the middle, they were talking incomprehensible words, chirping, trying to capture Jiang Ling.

Before Jiang Ling could respond, another person in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly: "Your Excellency, are you from the human world?"

He speaks human language,

In fact, many Shura people in the underworld can speak human language.

Jiang Ling: "Exactly."

The man had to listen to Jiang Ling's response, and immediately waved his hand, making the other Shuras put down the sharp forks in their hands.

"Don't blame, don't blame, it's just because you are so ugly that you frightened the people, so you gathered people here. I thought it was a monster, but I didn't expect it to be a friend from the human world."

The man is smiling.

The already ferocious face, no matter how gentle he smiled, still looked quite ferocious and ugly.

Nie Qian in her pocket suddenly smiled secretly,
Jiang Ling stretched out his hand and flicked her forehead, then asked the person: "Am I ugly?"

That person: "Your Excellency, you don't know yourself when you look like this? Ugly is a bit ugly, but if you don't have evil intentions, it's not bad."

Nie Qian laughed even more.

Jiang Ling's appearance, not to mention his appearance like Pan An's, was considered handsome and a man of talent.

But in the eyes of these people, it is ugly.

Jiang Ling smiled and said nothing, ugly is ugly, and their aesthetics are different, no matter how you explain it, it is useless.

The man: "Since your Excellency is from the human world, please follow me into the imperial city. The last time someone came from the human world was decades ago. If the king knows, he will be very happy."

Jiang Ling thought that if he came, he would be safe, so he didn't refuse.

This Shura tribe actually has a king?

"Dare to ask, who is the leader of the Asura clan this term?"

The man heard the word [Sura], and immediately frowned: "Guests must not mention this name again, we are the Raksha clan, not the Shura clan."

Rakshasa?
He obviously looks like the Shura clan, but why is he called Rakshasa?

But seeing this person didn't like it, Jiang Ling asked too many questions, so he changed his words: "I don't know who is the Lord of Raksha this year?"

That person: "Don't dare to call the king's name directly, they all call him the king of Shenluo."

After a while, the chariot was called, and the man invited Jiang Ling to mount his horse.

The horses here are also different from the human world, with scales on their four hooves, horns on their heads, and colorful hair, which is also very beautiful.

Only one horse can pull the vehicle, and it is easy to carry four or five people, and it goes like a gust of wind.

Seeing this, Jiang Ling couldn't help but praise: "Good feet."

The man said with a smile: "The Raksha horse of the Raksha tribe naturally has excellent leg strength, compared to human horses, it is as different as heaven and earth."

Not long after, they entered the imperial city.

Before meeting the lord, one must first meet the prime minister.Only with the consent of the Prime Minister can we see the King again.

The prime minister here is actually a woman.

Probably because she was once beautiful when she was young, but now that she is older, although she is not as beautiful as when she was young, she still has a three-point elegance.

When she saw Jiang Ling, she also directly said that she was too ugly, if she was so ugly, if the lord saw it, she might scare the lord.

Then he came up with an idea to ask Jiang Ling to wipe his face with black charcoal, so that it would be completely black, or it could pass through the eyes.

Jiang Ling smiled and declined.

At this point, he finally remembered the Raksha Haishi mentioned in Liaozhai.This should be what is described in the text, it is a place where ugliness is beautiful.

Those who once lived in the world came here, so they pretended to be ugly and won a lifetime of wealth.

However, since this is the Raksha Kingdom, it means that it is not reincarnated in the underworld.

"Dare to ask, what realm is this?"

Jiang Ling asked the prime minister directly.

The prime minister was also frank, saying: "This is Shamentian."

Afterwards, the chancellor asked Jiang Ling if he would like to make himself ugly in order to please the king.

Jiang Ling declined again.

The prime minister wasn't angry at all, he just said that if he didn't pretend to be ugly, he wouldn't be able to see the king, and he could entertain him in the prime minister's residence for one day, and he would have to leave on his own the next day.

Jiangling follows it.

One day left, he visited the imperial city.

But on a mural in the imperial city, I saw many things from the past.

Although he couldn't understand the words on it, he could understand the general content.

It means that a long, long time ago, there were warriors from the Rakshasa tribe who joined all tribes and fought against the sky together.

In the end, he was punished by the gods and killed the warriors of all races. The heads of the warriors of the Raksha tribe were cut off and hung on the Nantian Gate of [Guangmu Tian].

That can be regarded as a tragic and great uprising!

Jiang Ling wandered around the imperial city, accompanied by the prime minister's retainers.

Generally speaking, the Rakshas are very friendly and hospitable. Apart from their appearance, they are more like simple mountain people somewhere in the human world.

"Who is the warrior depicted on this stone wall?" Jiang Ling asked.

The vassal shook his head, and corrected him directly: "That's not a warrior, but a disgrace to the Rakshasa clan, and the chief culprit who almost caused the Rakshasa clan to fall into a state of doom."

Jiang Ling was puzzled. The warriors on the stone wall were clearly unparalleled in their bravery. They had always been pioneers in the anti-heavenly acts and never flinched. Such a person is actually a disgrace?

If the only flaw is that the people in the murals, in order to enhance their own strength, work with darkness, fall into evil, and gain evil power.Strengthen oneself, but even so, he was defeated in the end.

The retainer said: "This person's name cannot be mentioned, and it is a crime to mention it."

In the second half of the day, I went to other places.

Such a story is recorded in many places.

Even though the vassal didn't say who the warrior was, Jiang Ling finally saw his name in some other places—【Luo Hu】!
The famous Asura king in history, Rahu.

'Rahu is actually a disgrace to the Raksha clan?The Shura clan and the Raksha clan originally came from the same root? '

According to the murals, the Asura family is a line of evil in pursuit of dark power.

Since ancient times, their family has been divided into two lines.

The original lineage is the Rakshasa tribe, and the lineage after being contaminated by darkness is the Shura tribe.Since then, the two clans have never communicated with each other, and they have a natural hostility.

'In history, all races against the sky, this kind of thing happened. '

This has never been seen in human history.

In the murals of the Raksha tribe, humans also appeared, which means that humans were also members of the anti-heaven.

It's a pity that these histories have long since disappeared, and no one in the future generations knows about them.

(End of this chapter)