I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

That night.

The night stretches endlessly, like a shadow, and the starry sky is as bright as a thread, so bright that I don’t know where it is.

The corridor above the tower was brightly lit.

A girl with red lips and white teeth and a waist as thin as a willow, holding Chu wine in her hand, laughed loudly and wildly at Baitao resting on her forehead on the altar: "Hahahahahaha, she is so beautiful, even a goddess. Is it so beautiful?"

The wine she held in her left hand was fragrant, and she hooked her chin with her right hand, twisting her waist and pacing with watery eyes, "Grandpa, tell me, is she more beautiful, or am I more beautiful?"

Next to him was Shao Siming, who was leaning on a fire-marked crutch.

His old and cloudy eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, as eternal as a long night.

The girl twisted her face and laughed again, "Master, she is so beautiful. I know I can't compare to her." She added: "With such beauty, even if she is not a goddess, what else can she not get? .”

"Quieer."

Shao Siming said, "If she is not a goddess, she cannot hold such beauty."

Ban Que knelt down and looked at the young girl whose eyes were penetrated to the bone, and even the halo around her body was so dense and striking.

Wu Zi clicked his tongue in admiration.

He said, "A god without power, just a god's body, is no different from cattle and sheep that are allowed to be slaughtered by others."

"But the world will also admire her."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Shao Siming suddenly burst into laughter, and without any explanation, he walked down on crutches.

Ban Que was drunk and staggered to follow him and said, "Master, the ceremony to worship the gods will be held soon. I am a woman, can I go?"

"Since ancient times, there have been no sacrifices involving women."

"Can't women be sacrificed? Aren't those stinky men born to women?"

Banque raised her face with her facial features flamboyant, really like a bird, "Master, I have to go. I want to show those pedantic scholar-bureaucrats that all living beings are equal and women can still receive God's favor."

"Marry the King of Chu properly, be your Queen of Chu, and bear children for him."

He said, "Don't think about anything else."

"But he is a lame man, grandpa, why do you want me to marry a lame man?"

"He is the King of Chu."

"Isn't he the King of Chu? Isn't it just a matter of words between you and those uncles from the aristocratic family? What is it that the King of Chu digs out his leg bones to pay tribute to God, protects the people of Chu, and the people of Chu feel grateful, and he will succeed to the throne in accordance with heaven."

Banque said, "If he were a normal person with sound limbs, no matter how many kings of Chu Ai died, he would not be able to succeed to the throne."

"Grandpa, I want to marry the real king!"

She chopped off her feet and rushed down.

"There is no real king in the world. This world belongs to the common people, not the king. Que'er is a mortal, as long as he and I can get the blessing of the gods."

Shao Siming did not look back, "You can see with your eyes, hear with your ears, smell and taste. The power of the gods will fill your body, and you will coexist with the gods forever."

Grandfather and grandson are drifting apart.

Bai Tao, who was resting underneath, opened his eyelashes like a butterfly fluttering its wings when he heard this and licked his lips.

*

On the distant horizon, the setting sun sets, burning a circle of fiery red maple velvet, which seems to burn people's sight.

This is the highest ritual sacrifice.

Human sacrifice.

Sacrifice the highest, the true meaning of life to her with the most pious attitude.

Countless bonfires were set up in the dark night, and thousands of prisoners of war and slaves were trapped hand and foot and tied to pillars.

Rolling in despair.

Finally, it was burned into balls of black coal, dragging the soul of resentment, pain, and despair out of the body.

From all directions, billowing dark clouds surrounded the cage that trapped Baitao.

They were screaming and praying.

The nobles and scholars of Chu State, and even countless common people, crowded together, crowded and knelt down to her.

Bai Long sat in the cage with her beautiful eyes closed.

His wrists were tied with the God-Binding Whip, and his red robe hung to the ground.

A group of wizards and witches were dancing around her. They had totems tattooed on their faces, wore ancient ornaments, and had bright costumes and light postures. They were shaking their heads and swaying their feet, shouting, gathering and dispersing, and stepping on their feet. Five-note beat.

Gang step, casual step, one-legged hop.

They worked so hard just to pray to communicate with the gods.

But Baitao really had nothing to say to these lunatics.

The hand she placed inside her robe moved, and between her fingers was a ring with words engraved on it. The people of Qin used the strategy of "bribing their powerful ministers and killing them if they refused", and Qin gradually penetrated into the state of Chu.

This ring was given by a white witch from Chu State.

There is one word engraved on it.

politics.

政.

Bai Tao opened her eyelids, and the brilliant light spread out, and she was about to take a closer look.

The old man in front was dressed in bird feathers and looked like a jungle birdman.

Just need a beak.

He looked at her strangely, his head twisted at an incredible angle.

Until the old face in the ditch suddenly rushed forward and was pinched by the cage. Then he suddenly turned around and raised his arms and shouted: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

The voice embraces the embers of fire, shouting wildly together with the undulating souls. Next to it are tigers, black bears, and raptors such as giant pythons and lions. They are driven by the shouts like tsunami and thunder to roar and struggle.

He was appeased by a group of beast-taming wizards wielding whips.

Baitao glanced around.

The King of Chu on the high platform was like gloomy moss. As soon as he met her gaze, he said to her silently with a gloomy air: "Great goddess, don't forget your promise."

She curled her lips and said, "I swear in the name of the Tushan Divine Clan."

Shao Siming held a fire-patterned stick and sang loudly: "The wind will come out of the east, and the hibiscus will shine on my threshold! The horses will drive safely, and the night will be bright! Riding on the dragon and riding on the thunder, carrying the cloud flag and passing the snake!" I have been resting for a long time and I am about to go up, but my heart is low and I care about my heart!"

These are words of worship to the Sun God. With every word of praise that resounds across the sky, the fire-patterned crutch gradually turns dark red.

Like a long sword thirsting for human blood.

The sky is getting brighter, and a red sun rises from the east, burning bright red.

"The sounds and colors of the Qiang are so entertaining that the spectators are so depressed that they forget to return home. The harp is used to play the drums, and the flutes and bells are used to perform the music."

The music never ceases, the prayers never cease.

Shao Siming took back the scepter that crossed the sky, knelt on the ground and closed his eyes. The wind blew his bird feathers to and fro, and the bones on his body clashed with each other until a thunder struck down with lightning.

"Boom——"

Black smoke came out, and the dead wood under the altar was burned.

Quickly following the fire oil, a barrier-like fire ring was created, surrounding Bai Tao. She stood up, and a layer of red light covered her skin that could be broken by blows.

Walk around the edge of the cage.

The heavy feeling of the train is more peaceful than the sky fire.

He leaned on crutches and looked at her from the elevated nearby, her eyes sparkling with charm. At this moment, he felt that this girl was so stunning that she was as sweet as honey.

They are evil spirits in the mountains and forests.

"The chi is sounded and the yu is played, and the spiritual spirit protects the virtuous lady——"

"Flying over the green pastures, displaying poems and dancing -"

"In response to the law, we must follow the festival, and when the spirit comes, we must follow the sun——"

Shao Siming shook his head and raised his feet, dancing wildly, his nose buzzing until he stopped and closed his eyes.

The two nostrils were bulging, like sticky bubbles rising from the swamp. The airflow from the burning altar flowed into his nasal cavity.

He swallowed hard.

He opened his eyes wide and faced the fox demon in the cage, as if he was dripping all his saliva into her eyes, "Eight Tails! Look clearly at these people who love you, respect you, and support you. Your power is so great." Terror, I will help you become a god."

The power of mortal faith.

Sacrifice of the dead.

As well as the power of the fox demon that has been burned by the sky fire, these are enough to become a god, and they are also enough for a mortal to become a god.

After he finished speaking, he jumped down from the altar and, together with thousands of fanatical believers, paid homage to her: "The Lord of the East appears, the fire from the sky reaches nirvana, the goddess is reborn, and she blesses all peoples!"

"Dongjun appears, the heavenly fire reaches nirvana, the goddess is reborn, and blesses all peoples!"

"This is heavenly fire. Nirvana means immortality."

"Great goddess, please bless me." Fire.

holy fire.

Like a phoenix dancing, it gradually burned the entire altar, gradually blurring the appearance of the goddess in the eyes of believers, but the desire became clearer in their hearts.

They crawled on their knees, swaying, trembling, close to this ball of heavenly fire.

As long as they reach Nirvana, they can also obtain eternal life, eternal life! eternal life! eternal life!

Roared by the desire in their hearts, their knees were sore and their arms were shaking. They seemed to have forgotten the pain and stretched out their hands towards the flames until they were completely engulfed.

ten people.

Hundreds of people.

Thousands of people.

Thousands of people surged forward, and waves of people with red edges rolled at the foot of the altar.

Baitao stretched out her hand and touched the hot cage. She could feel the admiration of these mortals, and they would boil with her power.

But now she is locked up here, unable to touch even a single bit.

She turned to look at Shao Siming.

The power of faith and the burned souls were all absorbed into his scepter.

"Old guy, you're just wishful thinking, what kind of god do you want to be?"

She smiled coldly, feeling very unhappy.

He took out the blood bottle that he had given before from his arms and poured it with Wang Qi to break the cage formation. While the old guy was busy absorbing it, he disturbed the good show and scratched his paws a few times. .

But I didn't expect it.

The moment it was opened, it was ordinary mortal blood.

Her long eyebrows were raised very slightly, and she looked at Fu Chu. He was standing on the other side of the other shore, leaning on a cane, like a kid in hell, smiling ferociously: "Goddess, I have changed my mind. As long as you swear again, For eternity, I promise to be a slave who bears the cud."

Baitao gently turned his eyes back, calmly without any trace of anger.

He raised his hand and threw the blood bottle.

The whole body exudes "Now during the Warring States Period, you are dreaming of your Spring and Autumn Dream."

Seeing that he couldn't control her, Zhan Chu's face turned green and he said: "This is heavenly fire. You will be burned to death. As long as you surrender to me, beg me. Now, kneel down and beg me."

The greed of mortals is always beyond the reach of gods.

"Fox demon! As long as you surrender to me!"

Bai Tao turned a blind eye, her pupils were changing with countless lights and shadows, looking at the endless stream of mortals who wanted to climb to Nirvana.

They were naked, with no skin or flesh, exuding the smell of charcoal, and their persistence and confusion about life still remained in their dark eyes.

dead.

In another sense, it is eternal life.

She was trapped in a cage and tied with a god-binding chain, unable to exert her demonic power, but charm was Tushan's innate talent. She wanted to control the remaining popularity in this sea of ​​flames filled with skeletons.

To help her escape from this cage.

One pity, another, and another.

Just a few steps away from her, all the skin and flesh collapsed and turned into dust.

The scalding fire was torturing the skin and flesh, Baitao was sweating profusely, her face was crimson, her eyes were filled with the power of temptation, looking at Haitang's increasingly drunken state, she was very Yanye.

Although she, Tushan Fox, is not afraid of death, she does not want to die here.

On the other high platform, the cud-bearing man saw that the fire was about to burn at her feet that day.

His heart trembled with fear, no matter she was a fairy or a goddess, she was the only miracle that could bring him.

He wants to regenerate bones and flesh, a miracle that even Bian Que cannot regenerate!

He didn't care, shouted to the guards, climbed down from the high platform, and then had someone set up a ladder to climb up from the side. Baitao knelt on the ground, like a half-burning ghost flower blooming.

She was already extremely difficult to resist, and she carefully controlled the stumbling cave structure in front of her. His dry eyelids felt as if a stick had been stabbed into him, and all the bones and blood in his body seemed to evaporate with the heat.

Fu Chu climbed up, his crutches had been burned, he held the cage with both hands, his gloomy face turned pale, he looked down at her through the cage, "Please beg me, beg me, I will save you."

"You are a king, and the fire from heaven cannot burn you."

Baitao's fingers were clasped tightly at the bottom of the cage, which was like charcoal fire, and her palms had been burned and blistered.

Looking up at the increasingly weakening royal aura above his head, Yaoyi smiled and said, "But you will be useless soon. You won't be the king."

"I am not a king, I am a man who wants to live forever."

"You want this or that, why do you want eternal life again?" She was barely breathing, but she managed to hold on to her breath and said, "I'm so annoyed that you won't succeed in anything."

"you!"

Negicut roared in anger, this feeling of being forever at the mercy of fate and dominated by gods.

He knelt down weakly in front of the cage, "Goddess, I beg you—" He was about to open the cage, but he didn't expect that the back of his hand was severely crushed by a big foot.

Hold the cud and raise your head.

At some point, a tall man stepped on the bear's skeleton.

Wearing the chain pants of a beast taming wizard.

His totem mask covers his face, his upper body is naked, and the unruly Haidongqing stands on his shoulders. He is also not afraid of the burning of the sky fire, only revealing a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle. He is so majestic that just looking at him makes his heart beat. Trembling, the earth will also tremble, and they will all kneel at his feet.

I want to resist.

But he didn't expect to be trampled down hard by him, like crushing an ant.

He looked vaguely at the group of animal taming wizards below who were slaughtering animals for sacrifice. The wizards raised their butcher knives and handed them to the Chu guards.

Like countless moments of caressing, Baitao raised her head and saw the man.

If the coccyx can expose the tail.

It must be raised high.

The man opened the cage with his bare hands, untied the whip from her body, picked her up and walked down on her skeleton.

In the hell below, the people of Chu went to death with red eyes and generously. They saw the fireworks as if they were seeing the key to liberation. One after another, they were felled. The few people who were still awake saw the beast trainers defecting and came up to fight with swords.

But this is a group of Qin soldiers, good generals among the elite, a team personally selected by the King of Qin. Their climbing and fighting are brave and unable to fight back.

Ying Zheng held her hip with one hand and stepped on the bloody human bones.

The sword flower in his hand was slashed horizontally, and several guards twitched and fell at his feet. The arrows broke through the air, and the poisonous sharp arrows struck from his back. Ying Zhengzhen fell to the ground, and when he looked back, he saw rows of them set up not far away. Archer.

His eyes were cold and his voice was cold and decisive, "Retreat!"

He grabbed Baitao by the waist and carried him onto the horse, and the Qin troops around them retreated in an orderly manner.

Ying Zheng's arms were strong and he rushed forward, but several more heads fell to the ground, and the ashes and sparks of the bonfire were thrown up by the horses' hooves.

All Baitao's injuries had been healed and intact at the moment he arrived.

This day is so dark.

The blood and soul were dyed through, and everything could not be seen clearly.

She turned around and saw those burned souls, screaming in agony and singing the eternal tragic song, which made people's hearts tremble.

Shao Siming held up the flaming scepter, closed his eyes tightly, and gained strength.

Mortals have become addicted to it and cannot stop it. This is the horror of transcendent power.

"Old man, you are right. Gods without power, just the body of a god, are no different from cattle and sheep that are allowed to be slaughtered."

She murmured in her heart, her pupils stood up, the embers stopped at this moment, the cry of the soul left people indifferent, lying on the altar with her cud in her arms and yelling madly, the believers were praying, their faith was being reshaped, and the real The gods are hunting.

Baitao chanted a curse in a low voice, as if he wanted to release something.

The cosmic front emerged from the corner, sweeping through all the troops, and stabbed directly into the chest of Shao Siming, who was still dreaming of becoming a god.

He opened his mouth, and the life and strength drained from his body. The scepter hit the ground and broke into two sections. The dry flesh trembled continuously and was firmly sucked by the sword of the universe, turning into a pool of bones and flesh.

The cosmic front is invisible and has no substance. It falls back into the hand and turns into a bow and arrow.

The fox demon's eyes and tail were elongated, and he opened his bow cruelly, almost gracefully.

"Whoosh————"

Shooting an arrow at the greedy mortal, the arrow from the bottom up lifted the cud-bearing throat and was firmly nailed to the cage flower sculpture. His broad sleeves and robes hung down on both sides, and his legs touched the ground lightly.

"Swear in the name of the Tushan Divine Clan."

She said, "You will stand up."

The blood dripped from the throat and the sleeves and robes swayed. The people who were still immersed in the heavenly fire gradually woke up and their consciousness became clear.

They stood up and looked up at the morning star in the sky.

At dawn, Ying Zheng hugged Baitao and rode his horse to break through the encirclement.

Now, the genius is shining brightly.