si-mexico Chapter 160: Hua Xian Ge acts as a god; the soul is scattered?
Chapter 160: Hua Xian Ge acts as a god; the soul is scattered?
Everyone quickly rushed out of the gap created by the protective shield!
The moment they rushed out, Phoenix Fire swept over their bodies like thousands of falling tassels, burning all the spores and quickly forming a wall of fire at the gap.
The firewall reaches all the way to the sky, and no matter how small the object is, it cannot cross it!
The people who rushed out turned around and were shocked to find that Yan Guanshan did not come out with them and was isolated inside the wall of fire!
"Brother Yan——"
Everyone cried and wanted to rush back.
Yan Guanshan silently made a few lip movements. What he said was:
"Live—down—on."
The golden-red flames were like magma erupting from the ground, and suddenly closed like a huge fire lotus, trapping the Styx jellyfish, all the alien species nearby, and Yan Guanshan himself inside.
Bai Bing stepped on a piece of frozen blue-green flesh, breathing heavily, but in a good mood.
"Unknown extraterrestrial species, captured by the mother!"
"boom--"
A wave of scorching air surged from behind. Bai Bing turned around and found a phoenix shadow rising from the west.
"Yanguan Mountain?"
Bai Bing called out from the communication channel, but no one answered.
Bai Bing was stunned for a moment, then smiled for the first time: "Good boy, you have guts!"
The tentacle monster, half of its body shattered, rushed over screaming.
Bai Bing shouted coldly: "Just a demon!"
She stepped heavily, and the ice under her feet expanded rapidly, freezing the entire tentacle monster and the blue meat ball with overwhelming force!
Bai Bing's face turned pale and he exhaled heavily.
She held the communicator to the side of her face and said, "Yan Guanshan, let's bury them."
A faint voice came from the other end of the communicator.
Bai Bing curled her lips slightly and decisively pressed the only red button.
In the video, one can see the fire lotus closing together and the fire phoenix singing. Then, there is an explosion accompanied by flames, completely engulfing the screen!
With a "sizzle" sound, the camera fell into the sea and was not completely burned by the flames.
The camera looked up across the sea and saw the sky cracking, flaming meteorites shattering and falling with a roar!
The camera freezes.
In the city, the flesh and blood sealed in ice were blown into pieces;
At the city gate, fire lotuses danced with the flames, and corpses burned to ashes.
Chronicle of Natural Disasters 299.2.8
Lunar calendar year 298, New Year's Eve,
Chaohai City was destroyed.
Unknown extraterrestrial species, sea monster-tentacles, and sea monster-Styx were killed.
Executive officers Bai Bing and Yan Lin, and direct officer Yan Guanshan, died in battle.
"..."
The video ended and the whole audience fell silent.
Until an old man who was carried onto the field sobbed and cried.
Everyone realized it later and found that they were already in tears.
This is a record of our fellow human beings’ struggle against disasters, a record of death, and a record of heroes.
Yan Guanshan calmed his agitated mood and said, "Afterwards, when I woke up again, I found myself in a spirit body, and I was with the group of people who stayed behind."
"I watched them leave their homes, but they were not accepted, and were instead branded as 'deserters' and wandered in the wilderness.
I felt extremely guilty and heartbroken, but there was nothing I could do. ”
“They built this town brick by brick themselves.
The first mayor, Yan Yi, died of overwork while clearing the fields of the wilderness;
The second mayor was torn to pieces by wild beasts in the mountains while trying to protect the townspeople;
The third mayor died on his way out to buy things. He was falsely accused of theft by a group of people and beaten to death!"
"I saw everything! I know they are sincere! I know they are clean and brave!"
"Every one of us who chose to abandon the city back then has an inescapable responsibility!
But, they should not be deserters!"
Earlier, the mad old man suddenly fell to his knees and cried loudly: "Master Yan...Master Yan...we are guilty..."
Yan Guanshan walked up to him and helped him up himself: "No, it's not your fault."
The old man burst into tears and could not stand.
This old man is the child in the mother's belly in the image.
He is the one who witnessed the town's growth, and also the one who inherited all the guilt and self-blame of his parents.
Everything I have been carrying for my whole life finally pours out today.
Yan Guanshan walked up to the people from the district.
They had already stood up.
As a descendant of the Yan family, Yan Zhongqing's eyes were full of respect.
"I hope you can help them be accepted by the world."
“It’s not their fault.”
They miss their hometown and the wild town. They bear the crime and guard their hometown in the wilderness. For four generations and one hundred years, they have not been able to return to their hometown.
Now, everything will finally be settled.
Gu Yan and the others looked at each other and said solemnly, "Please rest assured, Senior Yan, we will definitely handle the town's affairs properly!"
Yan Guanshan gave them the evidence: “Please.”
Yan Guanshan looked at Yan Wu, who was shaking with excitement: "Yan, Yan Wushen..."
"I have to go now."
Yan Wu stepped forward and said, "Tomorrow, at the Martial God Festival, could you please play the role of the God yourself?"
The Martial God Festival is a celebration unique to Huaixiangye Town.
June 12th of every year - the day when that group of people arrived here.
On this day, the town would hold banquets, celebrations, sacrifices and performances.
The memorial service is to commemorate the compatriots who died in the disaster that year.
Apart from singing and dancing, the most important thing in a performance is to "act as a god".
Every year, they would select a young man to dress up as Yan Guanshan, act as the god of war, wield a spear, and perform the priest's dance.
Yan Guanshan was stunned for a moment, and finally shook his head: "I have given up my obsession. I will not stay any longer."
Hua Changle and Qiao Song looked at each other.
They knew that it was not that Yan Guanshan did not want to stay, but that he really did not have much time left.
Yan Wu could not hide his disappointment, but said nothing. He just knelt down and bowed deeply and solemnly.
Yan Guanshan closed his eyes, a red light flashed, and the red hair faded. When he opened his eyes again, it was Hua Xiange.
Yan Wu's legs went weak and he collapsed on Yan Huaizhi.
Perhaps this night will be a sleepless night for the townspeople and everyone.
That evening, the three regions simultaneously released the reduced images, which caused a stir online.
Some apologized to the townspeople, some spontaneously organized to commemorate the Chaohai City disaster and Yanguan Mountain, some jumped up and cursed the authorities for their cold-blooded abandonment of the city...
No matter what, the rural town and its people have truly entered this world.
Another important thing happened that night.
Several respected seniors in the town, the mayor Yan Wu and the candidate for the god-acting role Yan Huaizhi, found Hua Xiange.
They asked him to play the role of the God of War Yan Guanshan at the God of War Celebration tomorrow.
After some thought, Hua Xiange resolutely took on this important task.
A restored golden-patterned spear was handed to him.
Hua Xiange stroked the spear, sat on the bed, and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
Hua Changle did not disturb him and went outside to find a place to sit down.
"Rabbit, Yanguan Mountain..."
[He can't hold on any longer. When he left today, his Yin energy was obviously dissipating.]
Hua Changle's eyes trembled slightly: "What will happen to him?"
422 sighed: [Soul is scattered, no reincarnation]
Hua Changle pursed her lips and covered her eyes with her hands.
She felt a little uncomfortable.
There is a kind of discomfort that wells up from the bottom of my heart and penetrates my soul.
422 was silent for a long time, then suddenly spoke:
[I can't send him into reincarnation, but maybe I can keep a trace of his soul alive.]
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I don't like knives, I'm just good at them.
I am still very soft-hearted, I didn't let Yan die completely~