rebuild hell

One day before the fourteenth day of the lunar calendar, Feng Chuyou didn't go out after returning from the twins' home. Whether it was Zhang Xiaochen's Yunlai Village tourism development project, or people from the Zheng family in the capital, Feng Chuyou thanked guests behind closed doors and didn't take the time to come out to say hello them.

This also made Zheng Guowei, the current patriarch of the Zheng family who rushed over suddenly when he learned that his son had recovered, be shut out, but Zheng Guowei did not dare to be dissatisfied. You must know that his son Zheng Senhang is helpless with all the doctors and nationalists. It only took three days for Feng Chuyou to heal him.

"Forget it, let's visit again when Brother Feng has time."

Looking at Zheng Senlian who was still going to knock on the door, Zheng Guowei stopped him. He could see farther than Zheng Senlian. He had already asked the Zhang family, but he didn't get the news of Feng Chuyou's going out, but before Zheng Senlian's family also Shouted, knocked and knocked, but Feng Chuyou inside still didn't answer.

That can only show that he is really busy with something. It is not impossible to let Zheng Senlian continue to call the door at this time, but it may disturb the other party. This friendship cannot be wasted here.

"Okay, grandpa, where are we going now? The Zhang family?"

"No, I won't go to Zhang's house. Look around here to see if anyone is selling yards. Let's buy a house. I think this Yunlai Village can live forever."

"Ah? Grandpa, do you want to live here forever?"

"Your brain is slow, and your body is also slow? Haven't you felt anything wrong since you came in?"

"Feel? Is it because the brain is clear and the eyes are clear, and the air is good?"

"I'll beat you to death, brat, if you don't tell you to practice for a day, you will herd sheep for me, won't you! Do your own exercise and experience it!"

Mr. Zheng Guowei stretched out his hand and slapped Zheng Senlian on the forehead angrily. The force was not strong but it was enough to leave a red mark.

"Ouch." With a cry, Zheng Senlian covered his head, not daring to mutter, and immediately started to use the Zheng family's mental method.

This time, he frightened himself, because the effect of running for a week now is many times greater than before.

"This... is it fake?"

"You know why I want to live here for a long time! Brat, hurry up and collect the house!"

Not to mention how quickly the grandparents of the Zheng family went to the courtyard of another house in Yunlai Village, Feng Chuyou in the house was currently rummaging through the books and objects left by his grandfather Feng Jishi in his room.

Anything about ghosts in the underworld was dug out by Feng Chuyou. Looking at the piles of ancient books tied up with ropes, Feng Chuyou felt a little distressed for the collectors. You know, how many of these books are there? A hundred years of history.

"Fortunately, it can be preserved so well after being tied like this."

Pulling out the ancient books one by one, Feng Chuyou couldn't help sighing, but when he got them to the middle of the deeds, Feng Chuyou knew that he was wrong, these books were not preserved, but were preserved with Taoism.

Feng Chuyou picked up the whitish talisman paper that was caught in the book, and he could still feel the faint spell fluctuations in his hand.And this divine power still comes from the same source as them.

"Divine power born of wish? Grandpa can use divine power?"

This realization surprised Feng Chuyou a little, because only gods who can collect people's wishes can use divine power. Could his grandfather be a god?It shouldn't be, because there has never been any temple in the place where they stayed since they were young, that is, the land temple in the village, which only happened after him. His grandfather can't be the god of land. Chu You was sure of this.

"Could it be from another village?"

Maybe there is this possibility, after all, he can become the land god, and it is not certain that others will use some magical means to achieve it.

Regarding the fact that he felt that he was the only god in the world at first, Feng Chuyou was already skeptical from the bottom of his heart, because the more he got in touch with, the more magical places in the world he felt, and those things were not something ordinary people could do. .

Regardless of whether there were any other gods besides them, this wasn't what Feng Chuyou was looking for today. Putting aside all doubts, Feng Chuyou put all his thoughts on the content of the book.

"The Wangchuan River starts from Mount Tai and ends in the sea of ​​suffering. This Mount Tai is hell, because hell is translated as Mount Tai in the translation."

"Fengdu City, north of the Wangchuan River, the capital city of the underworld, where the Ten Halls of Yama are located."

"Naihe Bridge, originally called Tongxian Bridge..."

"The flower of the other shore is a blood-like flower that blooms on the other side of the Wangchuan River in the underworld..."

"Pingdu Mountain, a high mountain behind Fengdu City..."

Checking down one by one, Feng Chuyou thoroughly checked the things he was fairly familiar with this time.

After basically flipping through all the books, Feng Chuyou closed the last book, closed his eyes and slowly sorted out all the information in his mind, he habitually touched the jade book on his left wrist , a habit of his thinking.

"Let's confirm it tomorrow, if you can enter the place Yin Ming said."

After checking all the books, Feng Chuyou already had some ideas in his heart, but he still needs to go to the place Yin Ming mentioned on the fourteenth day of the lunar calendar, which is tomorrow, to confirm.

After thinking about this matter, touching the jade book in his hand, Feng Chuyou thought of the scene in the twins' house today, the feeling that gave him at that time, a thought flashed in his mind, and he didn't know what kind of mentality it was, Feng Chuyou Chu You also used the operation method of the breath he felt at that time on himself.

As he thought, Yushu produced a different kind of aura. After walking around the specific route of his body, he returned to Yushu, and when he came out again, it wasn't anyone else, but himself.

When that trace of black breath touched himself, Feng Chuyou suddenly lost consciousness.

The whole person fell directly on the picture scroll he opened just now to look up the emperor of Fengdu. It was a painting from the second volume of "Yuanshi Wuliangren Shangpin Sutra" The portrait of the king of demon portraits.

When Feng Chuyou fell down, the portrait also flickered, and then the portrait on the scroll disappeared strangely.

Waking up in the dark, Feng Chuyou stretched out his hand, only to find that he was invisible, as if he didn't exist. This feeling was very familiar.

"Is this a dream again? Why did you suddenly fall asleep?"

Feng Chuyou was talking to himself, but his voice could only be heard in his heart, and the surrounding area was still empty, except for darkness and gray mist, there was nothing.

After an unknown amount of time, the mist in front of Feng Chuyou's eyes stirred.

"Finally a little reaction." Feng Chuyou thought to himself.

The next moment, Feng Chuyou realized that he had a body. At this moment, he was holding a portrait he had just seen not long ago, and walked into a palace full of anger.

"Look for yourself, how are those protoss smearing you, Beitai Jinxuan Cave Weiyu clears up the Great Demon King? Is it the evil side of Yuanshi Tianzun? What the hell are these! You can still laugh!"

He pushed open the door of the main hall, walked in directly, threw the portrait in his hand on the case in front of him, and complained angrily to the person sitting in the chair in front of him.

Leaning on the chair behind the table is a man in a black robe with black hair. The chest of the simple black robe is half open, and the rope buckle that is casually tied is also loose. The material of the clothes looks exquisite, but it is also It's just a pajamas

At this time, the man was looking at the angry person in front of him with his hands on his cheeks with a smile on his face.

"You can still laugh!"

Feng Chuyou, who was being stared at, walked to the back of the case, pointed at the portrait on the table case that was so vilified that he didn't even see it, and said angrily.

But he was pulled into his arms by the man. Before Feng Chuyou could resist, the man put his arms around his waist, put his chin on his shoulder, and replied with a smile.

"Why can't you laugh? If they like to make up, let them make it up, but there is no such thing as a big demon king in this world, there is only me, the cloudy emperor. Besides, they uglify me so much, don't they think everything because they want to Weakened me and got you? But you will only belong to my dark world, and only belong to our underworld."

Feng Chuyou just let the other party hold him like this. This action seemed to be a habit for a long time. He spontaneously found himself the most comfortable position to lean against the person behind him, but when he heard what the other party said, Feng Chuyou couldn't bear it. I froze for a while.

It wasn't until the man said his name and name that Feng Chuyou noticed, didn't this man's face look exactly like Yin Ming's?Why didn't he notice it before?

Was Yin Ming actually Yin Ming?Cloudy son?What about him?What is his identity?

When he was thinking this way, the temperature behind him suddenly disappeared, and the table and palace in front of him completely turned into nothingness.And the sound of a broken chain sounded in his mind, and then many pictures and memories suddenly appeared in Feng Chuyou's mind.

Being instantly squeezed into his mind by information, it was like thousands of swords being inserted into his soul every second, Feng Chuyou wanted to cry out in pain, but now he couldn't do it at all, as if he had lost the ability to speak.

When his soul was about to be unbearable, a ghost appeared in the darkness, and he quickly sealed the broken seal of Chu You.

Brought out Feng Chuyou's soul that was fused in the dark space, looking at the completely unconscious person, the soul shadow let out a long sigh.

"Why are you acting so recklessly, using the power of repair on yourself? Isn't that because you are not strong enough to open the seal forcibly? I wasn't such a reckless person before."

Looking at Feng Chuyou, Hun Ying frowned and said in pain.

"I originally wanted to let you slowly understand in the dream, but last time I had an unexpected contact with Yinming. The touch of the soul directly produced the deepest memory. This time it was the memory of the two together again. Things are beyond my control, that bastard Yinming always finds trouble for me."

Hun Ying gritted his teeth and complained, but there was deep yearning in his eyes.

"Forget it, accidents might turn into surprises too? Didn't I like to deal with accidents the most before? If there were no accidents, it wouldn't be me."

While talking, Soul Shadow placed Feng Chuyou's soul body in mid-air, and made him lie flat on his back, and then saw the soul body standing beside Feng Chuyou slowly glowing, and finally turned into countless stars Spread out a little bit.

Then all the light spots slowly sank into Feng Chuyou's soul body, and Feng Chuyou's soul body became more pure as the light spots entered.

Until the last spot of light disappeared, the only memory about Yin Ming in Feng Chuyou's mind was the scene he personally experienced just now, and the rest were sealed again by the soul body, leaving only an inexplicable sigh in the dark space .

……

When Feng Chuyou woke up, she found herself lying on the bed, and there was an anxious person sitting beside her.

"You're awake, what's the matter? When I came back, I saw you lying on the table in the study. I saw that you were asleep, but I couldn't wake you up no matter how much you screamed."

Yin Ming hurriedly stood up, walked to the side and poured Feng Chuyou a glass of water, then passed the glass over.

Feng Chuyou stared straight at Yin Ming, and didn't answer his question, he just kept looking at the person in front of him.

"What's the matter? Get up and drink some water first."

As he spoke, he lifted the man up from the bed.Feng Chuyou sat up, leaned on the back of the bed, took the water glass and took a sip, the cold water slid down his throat, alleviating his thirst.

Finally, Feng Chuyou closed his eyes, but still did not answer Yin Ming's question.Because now he himself doesn't know how to speak.

His current situation is that he suddenly remembered something that he had forgotten for a long time, but the situation has become a bit different. He is still him, but the person in front of him is not what he knows.

"What's the matter? Haven't spoken all the time? Been haunted by a dream?"

Yin Ming worriedly put his hand on Feng Chuyou's forehead, testing the other's temperature.

Feng Chuyou felt the familiar temperature on his forehead, and rubbed against it unconsciously, but he regretted it a little after he made the action, because it was not like his usual actions.

Sensing the movement under his palm, Yin Ming unconsciously softened his tone.

"Did something happen?"

Pushing Yin Ming's hand away, Feng Chuyou and Yin Ming looked at each other, pondered for a while and shook their heads.

"fine."

It was obvious that he didn't seem to be okay, Yin Ming frowned slightly, and wanted to ask again, but Feng Chuyou changed the subject.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"One day, and now it's the next afternoon."

Feng Chuyou was startled, "How long has it been?"

"Yeah, you won't be able to wake up after falling asleep. If your physical signs are normal in all aspects, if you don't wake up in a few hours, I will have to take you to the hospital."

"When can I enter the place you mentioned?"

Seeing the anxiety on Feng Chuyou's face, Yin Ming felt a little helpless, obviously he was always concerned about his physical condition, but the people in front of him kept talking about him.

"It's still early, you can't go in until night falls."

"It's okay, it's okay not to miss it."

"I say……"

"Ok?"

"You have something, can you not hide it from me?"

Feng Chuyou opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. They should have a closer relationship, but now neither he nor Yin Ming has reached that point, which feels very awkward.

Glancing away his gaze, Feng Chuyou said, "I'm really fine, by the way, to go to the place you mentioned, do you need to prepare anything?"

Seeing Feng Chuyou's determination not to tell him anymore, Yin Ming's heart suddenly burst into flames. The key is that the fire can't be vented yet, it can only be suppressed.

With a cold face, Yin Ming got up and walked out.

"You don't need to prepare anything, I'll call you when it's time."

The door was closed with considerable force. Looking at the room where he was alone, Feng Chuyou pressed his forehead helplessly. He himself had only a half-knowledge, so where could he start.

"This matter is so troublesome... I don't know it myself, how should I tell you."

Closing his eyes, Feng Chuyou flipped through the extra memories in his mind. These memory fragments were very messy and incomplete. The only memory related to Yin Ming was the scene he personally experienced, and there was nothing else. Nothing else.

But with that short scene, Feng Chuyou's guess about Yin Ming was somewhat confirmed, but it was still somewhat different from his guess.

"I always thought that Yin Ming would have something to do with the King of Hades, but I didn't expect that it was not the King of Hades, but the Emperor Yin? But after looking through all the records, there is no such thing as the Emperor Yin, but the Emperor Fengdu."

"Yin Ming's identity is probably well known, but what am I?"

What annoyed Feng Chuyou was that the extra memory in his mind did not contain any information about who the person in the dream who had the same face as him was. It could only be seen from the relationship between him and Yin Ming that the relationship between the two was not shallow. , Protoss seems to be interested in him too.

"Can't you figure it out for me once?"

Hesitating whether to do it for himself again, Feng Chuyou finally held back, because the extra memory has explained his own ability and Yushu.

The jade book is the appearance when it is displayed outside, the black book is the appearance when it is used as a tool, and its original appearance should be...

With a thought, the jade book turned into light marks and disappeared on his wrist. When it reappeared, it was at Feng Chuyou's dantian. At this time, the jade book had turned into an illusory light and shadow. The entangled light and shadow gradually turned into a spring, and many words rose up in the spring, and then sank into the spring.

At this time, Feng Chuyou only needs to think, he feels that he can immediately build a new regular stele, but he can't use this kind of jade book for a long time, at most a few minutes can make his body feel uncomfortable, probably not When he finished constructing the stele of rules, he would collapse and die.

As a black book, the jade book can also be used, but it is not as arbitrary as when it is turned into a spring, and requires more understanding of the medium and itself.

"This jade book should be a part of me."

Changing the spring back into a jade book and hanging it on his wrist, Feng Chuyou came up with such a guess.

Time quickly passed as Feng Chuyou studied his memory and body, and the night quickly darkened.

At meal time, Feng Chuyou and Yin Ming ate the rare meal they had together these days, but neither of them spoke during dinner time. Feng Chuyou didn't know what to say, while Yin Ming Is still angry.

Feng Chuyou couldn't help but glanced at Yin Ming, this was the first time he noticed that Yin Ming was still a person who likes to hold back his anger.

The two put down the bowls one after the other, and each picked up the empty plates in front of them and walked to the kitchen. After putting down the things, Yin Ming turned and went back to the room. Feng Chuyou looked at the oily bowls floating in the sink The chopsticks were washed clean by myself.

When she walked out of the kitchen, Feng Chuyou walked to Yin Ming's house, and knocked on the door helplessly.

"Okay, big man, why are you getting angry."

"Is it a man who can't hold back the fire?"

"If you have any fire, just let it out, how can you hold it back?"

The door suddenly opened from the inside, which surprised Feng Chuyou without warning.

"Are you trying to get me angry?"

"I really want to throw fire on you."

After saying this, Yin Ming pulled Feng Chuyou into the room, grabbed Feng Chuyou's collar and directly pushed him against the wall.

Before Feng Chuyou could react, Yin Ming pushed her against the wall by the door. She wanted to wave Yin Ming's hand away, but she paused when she saw the expression on Yin Ming's face.

"What's the matter?"

"Did I tell you that I'm interested in you?"

"what?"

Yin Ming fixedly looked at Feng Chuyou for a while, then let him go.

"It's nothing, the time is almost up, come here and get ready."

Yin Ming didn't say anything, Feng Chuyou took it for granted that he didn't hear it, whoever told him to be terribly entangled in the relationship between them now, so don't make it clear if you can not touch this level.

Walking to the bed, Yin Ming lay down first, and motioned Feng Chuyou to lie down in the place he vacated.

There are two 1.8-meter tall people lying on the single bed, which is very reluctant, so that the elbows of the two people lying down are stuck together.

"What's next?"

"You don't have to do anything, you turn sideways and close your eyes, I'll try to take you in."

According to Yin Ming's words, he turned around and closed his eyes, but suddenly he felt his hands being held tightly, and his forehead was also leaned up by the other party. He wanted to open his eyes, but he heard Yin Ming's voice from the tip of his nose.

"Don't move, it's starting."

A burst of suction hit, Feng Chuyou only felt dizzy for a while, and then felt down-to-earth.

"Here, here is my portable space."

Feng Chuyou opened his eyes, and what he saw was a vast gray mist, even the sky above his head was a hazy yellow, without sun or moon, and the yellow sand road under his feet was covered with white gravel, which was soft when he stepped on his feet. .

"Can I walk around here?"

"Yes, but there is nothing else here except the yellow sandy land, except that the time is changing day by day, there is currently nothing special in this space.

While chatting, the two walked forward for an unknown amount of time. The surrounding scenery did not change, and even the hills were the same size. If it wasn't for confirmation that they were really moving forward, Feng Chuyou would have If you think you are standing still.

It's not a problem to go on like this.

"The dry river veins and city walls we saw before, can we go directly there?"

"Okay, I thought how long you were going to go like this."

Yin Ming smiled, and stretched out his hand towards Feng Chuyou.

Puzzled, they put their hands on Yin Ming's, and then felt that their eyes went dark, and what appeared again was somewhere else. At this time, what they saw was a dry river vein, and there were cracks all over the place where they could still see something like Skeleton stuff.

"Is that a skeleton?"

"Don't go down, you can't go down here, it's strange, although there is no water, but as long as you go down, you will feel suffocated."

"I've been to this river many times. If it wasn't for the lack of water, I would have thought it was the underworld."

Yin Ming pulled Feng Chuyou who wanted to go down, and said half-jokingly.

Unexpectedly, Feng Chuyou turned around to look at him, and said seriously.

"Don't say it, this really might be Huang Quan."

"Can't it?"

After hearing this, Yin Ming asked in surprise.

"Why not? Let's go, let's go and see the city."

Without further words, Yin Ming brought Feng Chuyou and appeared directly outside the city gate.

"Why do I say it can't? If it's Huangquan, then wouldn't this city be Fengdu? But this is not the legendary ghost town of Fengdu."

The city that appeared in front of them was dilapidated, it was more like a city wall than an abandoned ruins with only a frame left.

Feng Chuyou was a little silent looking at the ruins in front of him, because it was a little different from what he had imagined.

"Go in and have a look."

"I went in there before, and there's nothing in it except broken stones."

He said so, but Yin Ming still followed Feng Chuyou and walked inside. The city ruins are not small, but they have been destroyed too badly, and there are collapsed houses everywhere. What did the original streets look like? I can't see it at all.

"If this was Fengdu, how badly was he beaten?"

It took the two of them nearly two days to walk through the ruined city, but they didn't find anything useful. If it was Fengdu, there wouldn't be nothing left, right?

"What about the mountain in the back? What's on it?"

"I tried to go up this mountain. There is a palace on it, but it is almost deserted."

"Take me to have a look!"

Hearing what Yin Ming said, Feng Chuyou hurriedly asked the other party to take him there. It's just a deserted palace, what should be left behind?

"You'd better not get your hopes up. It's nothing but a broken palace."

After finishing speaking, Yin Ming took Feng Chuyou directly to the top of the mountain.From there, they could see the entire space world, the city walls, the dry river veins, and the yellow sand road they had arrived before, all of which could be clearly seen by them.

On the top of the cliff is the palace that Yin Ming said, the palace is not big, but it is very uniquely built, with all kinds of pavilions, towers and pavilions, but it seems that it has been abandoned for a long time.

"Huh? It seems something is wrong. It wasn't like this when I came here before."

The two went in all the way, opening all the doors one by one, even the furniture inside was fully prepared, as if the master of the palace had left for a while and would be back soon.

"Impossible! From what I've seen before, the palace is clearly dilapidated, and it's better than the ruins of the city below. Why do you even have furniture now?"

Feng Chuyou couldn't answer these words, he walked all the way to the depths of the palace, until he reached a corridor, Feng Chuyou paused, and then saw him running forward quickly.

"!!!"

Before arriving at the deepest palace, Feng Chuyou pushed open the closed palace door, and then entered the familiar room.

"Why are you running so fast all of a sudden?"

Without Feng Chuyou's response, Yin Ming followed and walked in, and then he saw Feng Chuyou walking forward step by step, and stopped until he reached the desk.

"What's the matter?"

Feng Chuyou looked at this familiar room. This is the place he experienced in the dream. The feeling and memory were so clear. Looking at the chair behind the desk, it seemed that Yin Ming in the dream was sitting on the chair right now. There.

Feng Chuyou turned her back to Yin Ming, and suddenly said, "I've been here before."