I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 500 Return (Two in One)

The sky and the earth were gray and white, thick fog filled the air, ashes were flying like snow, and there was silence all around, nothing there.

The golden ring was suspended in the fog. Strands of golden threads stretched out from the white fog and slowly wrapped around the ring, making the rusty and worn-out ring gradually emit bits of golden light.

The breeze blew the spider-like golden threads, bringing with it bursts of whispers and illusory pictures.

Yao Zhen shouted by the lake, "Sang Mulan, where are you——"

The background was filled with the sound of donkeys braying.

Cheng Ge sat under a tree and told a group of children, "It was because of the power of the goddess Xuan Nu that we have the peaceful days in Yunzhou today..."

The old Gu Master was also there.

Zhang Junyao burned incense in front of the Xuannv statue, "I'm about to become the richest man in Daxuan, and I'm waiting for you to come back and cut the ribbon for my Shengjing Commercial Building..."

The ghost peddler carried his load and walked through the streets, selling statues of Xuannv and vernacular stories about her.

Master Jinglan was interpreting the divination in the newly built Xuannv Temple. The master who was making the new Xuannv statue in the backyard had his face covered and looked very similar to the long-missing assassin.

In the Tibetan temple, the old monk brought the monk Bichen to add oil to an eternal lamp and sat down to chant scriptures.

Liu Tianyou sat at the desk and wrote, "Suggestions on matters related to the annual 'Xuan Nu Festival'..."

Believers from all over the country prostrated themselves and prayed, "Please bless the goddess Xuannv..."

In the modern context, Hua Qianmian filmed the script of "The Legend of Xuannv" in front of the director, and Jiang Zao made puppets in the shape of mulberry birds in his workshop.

Yu Da pinned the news about commending Sang Que on his personal homepage, and the first thing Qin Ze did when he got home from get off work every day was to burn incense to the statue of Xuannv.

The troops launched an activity to learn from special | combat | heroes, and Xu Yichao was among them.

And every year on that day, the air raid sirens sound across the country to commemorate the disaster...

Everything turned into a golden anchor line, holding the ring as an anchor point, making it more and more stable and brighter in the fog.

When everything reached the critical point, a small vortex appeared in the center of the ring. The fog and ashes between heaven and earth suddenly became agitated, like a flood breaking through a dam, all rushing towards the ring.

After a moment, the mist suddenly dissipated, and the black-haired girl opened her eyes, feeling as if she were in another world.

She spread her arms and looked down at herself. She was dressed in red and golden armor, a golden crown on her head, a longbow on her back, and a scimitar in her hand, like a Valkyrie.

Raising her hand, the girl saw the glittering golden ring on her right index finger. Her pupils suddenly shrank and past memories exploded in her mind.

"I'm back again?!"

Sang Que looked at herself again. She now looked clearly like Xuannv, and she felt very warm. This warmth was brought by the power of incense. She could hear the voices and prayers of many people from it.

As she focused her attention, the power of those voices and prayers slowly turned into golden threads, appearing from nothingness and falling on her.

Sang Que stretched out a finger and touched the one closest to him.

The moment his fingers touched the golden thread, Sang Que 'saw' a woman in ancient costume, kneeling in front of the statue of Xuannv holding an unconscious child, begging with tears in her eyes.

"Please pray to the goddess Xuan Nu for blessing and help the child get through this difficult time. I am willing to be a vegetarian for the rest of my life and burn incense to serve the goddess Xuan Nu every day."

Sang Que's mind moved, and he suddenly felt a force spreading through the golden thread. Then the child in the picture coughed and shouted "mother".

The woman burst into tears of joy upon seeing this, and kowtowed to the statue of Xuannv to express her gratitude.

Sang Que withdrew her hand and did not touch the other golden threads. After her attention was diverted, all the golden threads disappeared from her sight and she no longer heard the whispers.

"Where am I now?"

Sangque looked around, white fog, ashes, is this still the hidden world?
She tried to move forward, her feet on solid ground. She habitually used her ghost eyes to see through the white fog in front of her, but found that the ghost eyes were gone, all her previous abilities had disappeared, and the mountain ghost money no longer existed.

It seemed that all she could do was to rely on those golden threads to listen to the believers' prayers, and then transmit the power of the incense in her body through those golden threads to give the believers a little help.

The child just now was not cured directly by her, but was awakened from a coma. His soul was protected by the power of incense, so he could hold on for a while longer. If he is lucky, the medicine he took during this period will cure the lesion and he will be able to recover as before.

Why does she know this?
Sang Que couldn't explain it, but she just knew that when she regained consciousness, she would know how to use the power of incense.

After walking for a long time, Sangque saw a deserted village covered with spider webs. It was the Black Mountain Village in the hidden world, because the iconic old locust tree was still there.

Sang Que stood under the tree, thinking about the past. She wondered how much time had passed since she disappeared and woke up now.

I don’t know what the situation is like outside now, whether the dark forces have completely disappeared, and whether everyone is okay?
In the past, she used to use the mountain ghost money to open the door when entering and exiting the hidden world, but now, Sang Que had no idea how to leave.

The hidden fog of the hidden world could not cause any harm to her. She wandered around the old locust tree for several days and did not see the "twist" leading to the outside world.

Sang Que began to walk aimlessly in the hidden world, and she found that the hidden world was very "chaotic".

Not long after leaving Heishan Village, she passed through a thick white fog and walked into a deserted modern city. The tall buildings had collapsed and were damaged, the streets were full of cracks, and everything was gray and dilapidated, as if it had been baptized by doomsday.

Walking on such a street, Sangque often has a feeling of passing by people, but when turning around, there is nothing around except the misty white fog and flying ashes, and the surroundings are empty and silent.

She walked into the convenience store through the broken glass door on the street, pushed aside the spider webs and took down a bottle of drink. The bottle was dirty, and there were only traces of mud inside.

Sang Que wiped the bottle clean with his sleeve and checked the production date on it; the numbers were blurred and could not be discerned.

After leaving the bottle behind, Sangque couldn't find anything living, so she could only move on.

Modern cities and ancient villages appear alternately in the endless white fog. There is no distinction between day and night here, and time loses its meaning here. The mulberry bird gradually becomes dazed and doesn't know where it is.

She couldn't find a way to leave no matter what, and she was the only one left in the world.

There are no living people, no dead people, no ghosts, no life.

In other words, she is not a 'living' person, because she has no heartbeat, and no blood flows from her arm that was cut by a knife. She does not feel thirsty, hungry, or tired or sleepy.

Even her ability to think was slowly degenerating. Her brain was often blank and she had no emotions in her heart. She just walked instinctively, and her ears were gradually filled with prayers coming from all directions.

She would go to where the noise was louder.

This trance and blankness lasted for a long time, and suddenly one day, Sangque suddenly "smelled" an enticing scent.

Just like a dying person being injected with a shot of cardiac stimulant, Sangque's long-silent heart suddenly beat.

dong dong!

This slight vibration was particularly loud in the silent hidden world. The fog in Sang Que's mind suddenly dissipated. She suddenly came back to her senses and found that there were wisps of black smoke floating in the air around her. The tempting smell came from these black smoke.

Sang Que stretched out her hand, and the black smoke around her flew towards her palm as she wished. Her heart began to beat violently, swallowing all the black smoke. "That bitch has money, I can only be widowed but not divorced, dear, do you understand?"

"As long as I report you, it will be my turn this time!"

"Push him into the pool and let him wake up!"

"Xiao Wang, it's not that I won't help you with this matter, it's just that I... you know what I mean."

All kinds of voices and all kinds of desires filled Sangque's heart, making Sangque's heart beat stronger and stronger, and gradually he developed a series of emotions such as anger, jealousy, greed, etc.

Sang Que looked around the gray and white city in the hidden world. The black auras emerged from all over the city. They were all the "evil" in human nature and the power of darkness.

Sang Que suddenly realized that as long as there are people in this world, dark forces will continue to emerge from the evil of human nature.

Wasn’t it because of human greed that the witch was eaten in the first place?

This is the true source of the dark power!

Even if most of the dark forces were eliminated by her with the help of the power of the first generation priestess, they would still revive.

Now, she exists with the power of incense and is endowed with divinity by people's faith. Just like the ghosts and gods worshipped and provided for by people in the Gui Dynasty, she has no consciousness of her own and can only respond to prayers passively.

And these dark forces activated her "humanity" and allowed her to possess human emotions.

Just like the yin and yang sides of things, good and evil also need to achieve a certain balance.

Sang Que found a breakthrough. She was trapped here perhaps because she was a 'god' and gods could not appear in the human world.

If she allowed herself to be contaminated by these dark forces, suppressing her divinity and growing her humanity, would the hidden world automatically exclude her?
Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, Sangque will give it a try!
And these dark forces need someone to eliminate them, otherwise new weirdness will arise sooner or later.

Sang Que began to subconsciously maintain her consciousness and prevent the divinity from eroding her. She tried hard to block out the prayers and search for dark power to absorb.

As Sangque travels day after day, she begins to feel many emotions as her humanity strengthens.

She would get angry and pick up a stick to smash everything around her.

Because of loneliness, she would hug the broken doll she picked up tightly in her arms and curl up in the corner of the empty house.

She would tear her hair and scratch her skin because of anxiety.

She would sit on the street, hug her knees and cry out of fear.

She longed for someone to accompany her, even if it was a ghost, but there was nothing here. Even her cries disappeared in the mist. It was so quiet that she could hear the sound of her soul gradually splitting apart and evil thoughts growing.

Sang Que felt like she was going crazy and often had the urge to give up. She wanted to keep herself in a divine state where she felt nothing, so that she wouldn't suffer so much.

Whenever this happened, Sangque would hold the ring on her finger tightly and tell herself,

"I am Sangque, not Xuannv. Everyone is waiting for me to go back! I must go back!"

Sang Que gritted his teeth and persevered, finding a set of worn-out modern clothes in the hidden city and putting them on to remind himself who he was.

Time is long and has no end. There is no way out and no end to death.

One day, Sang Que took a greedy evil thought into his body, his heart beat uncontrollably faster, and everything around him suddenly shook violently.

A comet with a long tail fell from the sky, slamming heavily into the earth and raising dust that covered the sky.

A huge crack was torn in the ground, and the tall buildings on the roadside shook and collapsed. Dust rushed towards Sangque like a sandstorm and swallowed her.

My feet suddenly felt empty and the feeling of falling came over me unexpectedly.

In just a moment, Sang Que fell to the ground. A noisy sound accompanied by shouts and footsteps came from far away. A big hand suddenly grabbed Sang Que's arm, pulled her up from the ground and pulled her to the side.

"Don't just stand there, move away if you have nothing to do, or you might get crushed to death by something collapsing from above!"

There was a sharp tinnitus and a strong feeling of dizziness. It was late at night and Sangque was covered in dust and standing in the ruins. The sound of fire trucks could be heard one after another.

There was a mobile phone with a broken screen at his feet. Sang Que picked it up and saw the current time on it.

"Five years have passed... and now... there is an earthquake..."

Looking around, people were shouting and gathering in groups, searching for survivors in the ruins.

"Come quickly, there is someone here, her hands are still moving, come and save her!!"

After realizing what was happening, Sang Que didn't care about anything else and immediately helped to save people.

But she could no longer use her ability of teleportation to move people out from under the rubble as she did before. She felt like an ordinary person and had not yet discovered any special abilities in herself.

Just as she was getting anxious, she suddenly saw many ghost shadows appearing in the ruins.

They were all covered in blood, with sad expressions, scattered throughout the ruins, pointing at the ground below them.

Sensing Sangque's presence, the ghosts turned their heads and cast pleading glances at Sangque. Long, spider-like golden threads extended from their bodies and fell on Sangque.

Sang Que understood what they meant, and extended the power of his incense through this prayer, providing temporary shelter for their relatives who were trapped underneath and who were still alive.

"There's someone here!"

Sangque walked into the ruins shouting, using the brightly colored clothes and objects around him to mark all the places where there were still survivors.

The rescue lasted all night, and all the ghostly relatives were rescued. They all looked at Sangque with gratitude and disappeared in the darkness before dawn.

As the sun rises, Sangque walks into the sunlight, feeling the warmth it brings and the tiredness that only living people feel.

Wiping the dirt off his face, Sang Que borrowed a cell phone from someone nearby and, with trembling hands, dialed Sang Wan's number.

After a busy tone, Sang Wan's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey……"

Sang Que opened her mouth, and all the sounds were suddenly stuck in her throat. The loneliness and fear that had been suppressed during this period of time in the hidden world burst out in Sang Wan's voice. Sang Que covered her mouth and burst into tears.

"Mom...I'm back!"

Plans cannot keep up with changes. This chapter already has 4,000 words. Since there are still two days left this month, I will write a little more tomorrow to explain the remaining things, and then end with the finale and start the extra chapter.

All for full attendance hahahahahaha hiccup~
See you tomorrow~
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In addition: I wonder if those who have read the extra chapter of the previous book, "The Legend of Xingyun", still remember that the moment when Lu Xingyun (Sang Yu) came back for the last time was an earthquake, so you know what will happen next.

There is also a hidden point here. Sang Que and Lu Xingyun came back at the same time. You can think of this as Lu Xingyun tearing through the barriers between the realms when he came back, so Sang Que also came out of the hidden realm. The time I originally set for Lu Xingyun to return was at the end of this book. Hehe~