Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 609: Jichang is like a tomb (I)

In the second dream, there were no surprises and Zou Sijiu still won easily.

It even seemed more relaxed than the previous one.

In this dream, the rules set are the same as before.

The only difference is that this time Zou Sijiu is no longer a powerful gang leader, but a wealthy man who has retired from the underworld and lives in Guangzhou.

Mr. Zou is a kind and generous man who values ​​friendship and righteousness. He is best at winning people over with virtue, so he gathered a group of powerful martial arts masters who are willing to serve as the bodyguards of the Zou Mansion.

The most famous among them are "The Crazy Man Who Killed Old Men" Li Jun and "The Taoist Who Carries Souls" Chen Qisheng.

In addition to the two demons mentioned above, there are also the "Devil of Lust" Ma Wangye and the "Murderous Nun" Yuan Mingfei who wreaked havoc in several southwestern provinces of the empire. They were also taken under his command and turned over a new leaf.

However, what really made Mr. Zou feel proud was not that he had tamed these vicious criminals who had once terrified the entire Ming Dynasty, but the son Zou Donghuang who was born to him by his wife.

This boy has amazing talent, and is favored by heaven and earth. After entering the Yin-Yang Order at the age of twenty, his rank has risen rapidly. The ritual barriers that would take an ordinary person half his life are no longer a hindrance to him.

Speaking of Zou Donghuang's character and morals, they are impeccable.

This boy was obedient to his father Zou Sijiu and followed his father's instructions. He was also humble and attributed all his achievements to his father's blood and teachings.

Even Li Jun, the most unruly "crazy husband who killed old men" who had committed numerous murders, once expressed his feelings after drinking.

If I can be reborn as a human in the next life, I must be born in the Zou family. Even if I cannot be a direct descendant of the family, being a collateral descendant and getting some blessings from the Zou family is a great fortune.

If you are not a son of the Zou family, you would be living in vain.

This sentence was praised throughout the Ming Empire.

Wu Ciqiu, Zou Sijiu's destined enemy, was in a much better situation in this dream than before. He was no longer a lone assassin, but a powerful landlord who owned thousands of miles of fertile land.

According to rumors, the reason why she and Zou Sijiu became enemies was a tragic story of unrequited love.

It is said that when Zou Sijiu was young, he traveled around the world and earned a reputation as one of the "Three Wonders".

The most beautiful thing here is that stunning and peerless face.

I raised my cup and looked up at the blue sky, which was as bright as a jade tree in the wind, and I felt like a fairy.

Just based on that face, there are so many people in the world who fall in love with her at first sight.

The second most amazing thing is the ability to make plans that are so amazing that it shocks the world and makes ghosts cry.

The elegant Mr. Zou is as clever as a god.

He once single-handedly defeated the rebellious intentions of the empire's prime minister and saved the empire from collapse.

He led a group of passionate and righteous men deep into the aboriginal land, cut down mountains and destroyed temples, slaughtered all the greedy people and saved hundreds of millions of aboriginal people from danger.

The last unique feature is his invincible martial arts.

It’s a pity that there are very few people who can pass the ‘first two wonders’ and are qualified to experience the last wonder.

The only battle record known to the world is the amazing feat of "pressing down the dragon and tiger heads with one hand" in Guangxin Prefecture, Jiangxi Province.

It was this peerless figure that hundreds of millions of women prayed to heaven and earth to see before they entered their dreams, and who made Wu Ci Qiu obsessed with him all his life, but he was never able to get even just one look in the eye.

Zou Sijiu is a lovesick man by nature, and has no room for anyone else in his eyes except his wife Shouyu.

Since you can't get the love you want, then you will turn love into hate.

Most infatuated children cannot escape this almost fateful vicious circle.

This kind of thing is not uncommon to Zou Sijiu, but the only one who can put it into practice is Wu Ciqiu.

As a local landlord and powerful tyrant, Wu Ci Qiu has worked hard for many years and has raised a group of capable and warlike men under his command. He also secretly colluded with the remnant forces left over after the former Prime Minister of the empire fell from grace, and together they besieged the Zou Mansion, vowing to wipe out the entire Zou family.

Unfortunately, all this had already been anticipated by Zou Sijiu.

As expected, as soon as the forces gathered by Wu Ci Qiu entered Guangzhou Prefecture, they were found by Zou Donghuang, the talented son of the Zou family, and were completely defeated by him alone.

Poor Wu Ci Qiu had not even seen the gate of Zou Mansion before he ended up in a miserable state of being deserted by his friends and relatives, seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Until her last breath, she still hadn't seen the figure she had been thinking about all the time.

But a fleeting glimpse when she was young ruined her whole life.

Sad, sigh.

And at this point, the dream of the martial arts world has come to an end.

Zou Sijiu returned to the gambling table again with a body as small as a mustard seed.

His eyes were empty and he was laughing non-stop, as if he was still immersed in the beautiful dream he had just had and couldn't extricate himself.

"How was it? Was it more enjoyable this time?"

"If you are not a member of the Zou family, you are living in vain! When I become successful in the future, this will be the family motto of my Zou family!"

Zou Sijiu wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, looked up and said with emotion: "I am completely convinced. Old Zhao, how can you be so dreamy?"

"What you think about during the day, you will dream about at night. A good dream is not determined by the craftsmanship of the dreamer, but by the intention of the dreamer."

Zhao Mengze smiled and said, "There are many people in this world who laugh at us Yin Yang Xu for using dreams to escape reality, but they all forget that in life, being happy is the most important thing."

"You're right. Compared to the two dreams you created, all the dreams I had before were nothing."

Zou Sijiu said with admiration: "I still have a lot to learn from you about the way of yin and yang."

"Everything I can teach you, I have already taught you in these two dreams. Everyone has different aspirations, so naturally the dreams they seek are also different."

Zhao Mengze said softly: "When you find the dream that makes you feel most refreshed and happy, you will be qualified to become the third dream master."

After hearing these words, Zou Sijiu fell into deep thought and did not notice that the chips around him had quietly disappeared.

"You're still thinking about teaching at this time? Zhao Mengze, who is this Zou Sijiu to you?"

Zhao Mengze raised his hand and stroked the sky above the gambling table. A mist suddenly rose up, submerging the figure of Zou Sijiu who was deep in thought.

After doing all this, Zhao Mengze raised his eyes and looked at Wu Ci, who was sneering across the table.

"His last name is Zou, and mine is Zhao, so we are certainly not father and son. We have never offered tea or kowtowed to each other, so we certainly can't be considered master and disciple."

Zhao Mengze said calmly: "At best, I can only be considered this kid's senior."

"Seniors? They are just strangers, maybe even competitors."

Wu Ci, who lost his life again, had only green and white left on his clothes.

She just sneered: "Is this kind of relationship worth it for you to help him like this?"

"Why do you think I'm helping him? Instead of him helping me?"

Zhao Mengze asked back, "Since he entered this dream today, I, Zhao Mengze, owe him a favor that I can't repay. But you shouldn't understand these principles. People like you have no heart under the human skin, and are worse than pigs and dogs."

"It's just to make him willingly die for you, why do you have to say it so high-soundingly?"

Wu Ci did not get angry, and said sarcastically: "But even if he helps, what are your chances of winning and leaving this gambling table?"

"Unfortunately, I only thought about winning today and never thought about leaving."

A piece of crystal-colored chips was thrown down, attracting the attention of Wu Ci.

"You've gambled so much again. It seems like you're determined not to live anymore?"

Wu Ci raised his eyes and saw that the man opposite him had gray hair on his temples. His robes, which once fitted him, were now empty and hung on his skinny body. He had a thin and shrunken face, but his eyes were so sharp that one dared not look directly at him.

"You can live but you don't? Zhao Mengze, what do you have up your sleeve?"

Even though he had already tested two lives, Wu Ci still had doubts.

She suspected that Zhao Mengze was constantly throwing bait and waiting for her to take the bait. As long as she chose to burn her lifespan to seize the initiative in dream-making, she would immediately fall into the other party's trap.

"With your little courage, you still dare to collude with those people in the East Palace?"

Zhao Mengze laughed heartily, turning a lifespan chip between his fingers.

"Your technique is indeed ingenious. You can actually plant four consciousnesses into the same brain."

"But I still want to remind you that what we are betting on now is not the life span written in the Book of Life and Death, but the understanding of the word 'live'. No matter how much flesh and blood you can multiply, or how many lives you can replicate, if you lose all your chips, you will die!
Zhao Mengze said contemptuously: "If you are afraid, you'd better get out of the dream now!"

"Whether you are luring the enemy deeper or deliberately provoking them, Zhao Mengze, you have succeeded. I am very upset with you now."

A considerable number of chips fell on the gambling table, but unlike Zhao Mengze's chips that were flashing with crystal luster, they were wrapped with distinct blood vessels and tendons.

"You are a great figure for being able to create the technique of 'Heaven and Earth' and apply it to this extent."

Wu Ci's face was gloomy, and his voice was chilling.

"But if you think you can force me to retreat like this, you are wrong. You are not the only one who has the guts to risk your life!"

The mist from the gambling table rose up, instantly engulfing the two people who were staring at each other coldly.

At the same time, Zou Sijiu, who was in the fog, suddenly came back to his senses.

There seemed to be a voice urging him to run forward. After rushing out of the fog, Zou Sijiu suddenly froze in place.

Under the night sky, the lights are like fire, the cheers are like waves, and a magnificent Ming-style building is clinging to the cliff.

This scene looked so familiar that Zou Sijiu still remembers it vividly.

Hongya Mountain, Golden Tower.

The background of this dream is actually Chongqing Prefecture!

"Wait. How do I know this is a dream?!"

Zou Sijiu was suddenly startled and realized that his memory was not blocked and he remembered everything clearly.

"It's a problem. Didn't Lao Zhao get the right to create dreams?"

False dreams appear one after another, and roars appear one after another in the real world.

Li Jun, wearing a helmet and armor and holding a spear, stood on top of a tall building. The armor plates on his back flared up and spewed out a turbulent airflow, blowing away the black flames that were wrapped around his body, spreading several feet in the air.

Under his feet, the fields of flesh and blood covering the entire Xin'an City were no longer motionless, but flowed like a river through the streets and alleys. The houses and buildings that were washed away collapsed, and the broken walls and ruins fell into the flesh and blood, and were immediately swallowed up and wrapped, disappearing without a trace.

The farm animals that were transformed from parasites of ordinary people did not escape the disaster either. Their limbs were tightly attached to flesh and blood, making them unable to move.

Even the ones that were licked out of their nests by anteaters kept making shrill cries, but still could not escape the fate of being swept away.

The destination of all the blood and flesh is right in front of Li Jun.

A mountain of flesh and blood that is nearly ten feet high and is no less tall than the building beneath his feet!
Not long ago, Tian Chou, who was hung up and ravaged, had no power to fight back under Li Jun's gun and voluntarily melted into a field of flesh and blood.

Immediately afterwards, this piece of flesh and blood began to multiply rapidly, and in just a few calls it reached such a huge scale.

For something like this, which is like building up strength, unless you are a fool, you will not choose to stand by and watch the other party take shape.

But his martial arts skills could not find out where the other party was hiding in the Mountain of Flesh and Blood. Even Lord Ma could not detect any trace of Tian Chou.

The feelings of one man and one armor are surprisingly consistent. The field is the mountain of meat, and the mountain of meat is the field.

In this situation, facing this huge, bloated and disgusting mass of meat, Li Jun didn't know where to start for a moment.

"Master Ma, have you updated the weapon that can destroy a city in one blow?"

Li Jun waited for a moment before he heard a muffled answer from Red Eyes.

"If I had it, I would have taken it out long ago. Why would I wait until now?"

Li Jun also knew that this was too much for a close combat warrior like Ma Ye, so he could only sigh helplessly.

"If only Old Chen could mobilize the stars of the new Dao order, a single shot would solve the problem."

Lord Ma tried to probe, "How about I try to contact Moqijing? That guy's Kun form should be able to work, too."

"It's probably too late."

Li Jun raised his head and squinted his eyes and said, "This thing is almost ready."

Almost half of the flesh and blood fields of Xin'an City were gathered into the body of Tianchou, and the covered city finally revealed its true appearance.

This is the face, it is really too miserable.

The corroded road looked like it had been peeled off, revealing the underlying soil and rock layer, with some mixture of crushed skin, hair, flesh and even tendons and bones remaining in the cracks.

Under the erosion of heavy rain, dark yellow turbid currents quickly formed, washing out scattered mechanical limbs from somewhere unknown.

Of the shops that once stood on the street, only a square frame remains, and everything else has been corroded.

If you look down from a high place, Xin'an City at this moment is half a ruin that has returned to the human world, and half a hell that has sunk into endless suffering.

Tian Chou's body also expanded to a terrifying height of about twenty meters.

Even Li Jun, who was standing on a tall building, could only look up.

Boom!

A thunderous sound came from the mountain of meat, like a satisfied burp after a person has eaten and drunk his fill.

The fields finally stopped growing.

At this moment, he looked like a boil growing on the ground, with disgusting waves of flesh surging under the wind and rain.

Click click click.
A series of strange noises were heard, as if there were living creatures stretching their muscles in the mountain of meat.

Suddenly, the mountain of flesh began to wriggle and shrink inward, and in the blink of an eye it fell back to a height of only five meters, condensing into the outline of a human figure.

Pfft!

Two terrifying arms with stretched tendons broke out from the staring flesh cocoon. The palms grabbed the gap and tore it to both sides, revealing a huge muscular figure.

Tian Chou's body is dark red all over, without skin covering it, but covered with pieces of "scales" of varying sizes and colors, as if he was wearing a piece of tattered armor pieced together.

There were no facial features on his face. Instead, there were mechanical eyes that were either dark, emerald green, or fiery red. They were densely packed and filled the entire face.

Roar!
Tian Chou roared to the sky, and then pulled out an extremely huge steel sword from the flesh cocoon that gave birth to him.

The blade was also covered with cracks, as if it was made up of countless metal fragments, and disgusting blood and flesh could be seen overflowing from the cracks.

Boom!
As the giant stepped forward, Xin'an City shook, turbid waves rushed into the sky, and the shrill sound of the wind echoed among the ruins.

Half the city’s wronged souls are gathered in one person.

Tian Chou laughed out loud and pointed his knife at Li Jun who was standing on the roof.

"Master Li Xin, how does my black armor compare to yours?!"

(End of this chapter)