Chapter 97 Chapter 11 A Heart of Jealousy and Resentment Like a Snake and a Poison

With a "wow", the dark space was flooded with bright skylight. Back then, after walking through the "Gate of Biluo", Yi Yangjiu only knew to cover his eyes, but he couldn't adapt to the light outside for a while, and only saw a few people standing outside. I only heard an old and vigorous voice laughing, but it was the head of the elders of Yangcheng: Sangyang Lone Star. "Suiyin, brother Yiyang, you two are really extraordinary, and this 'Gate of Biluo' actually allows you to pass through safely," he said happily: "Now I will take you to Ziyu's mourning hall to worship. "

Sangyang Yinyin nodded calmly. At this time, Yiyangjiu's vision finally returned to normal. He saw that Sangyang Guxing was accompanied by a few people from Yangcheng, and Yi Ya and others were also safe and sound. He stood there with a smile on his face. In the crowd, when they saw Yi Yangjiu coming out, they were a little embarrassed when they remembered that they had been knocked out at the first level of the "Gate of Biluo". Also, sisters Sang Yangjing and Sang Yangqing were also among the crowd. The strange thing is that Sang Yangqing, who is usually mischievous and laughs, is wearing a gorgeous bright red gown today, with heavy makeup on her face. But it was unusually solemn and solemn.

After hearing the truth narrated by Sang Yang Su Yin in "The Gate of the Blue Fall", Yi Yangjiu couldn't help but look at Sang Yang Jing more, maybe it was influenced by Sang Yang Su Yin's statement!Looking at it now, the appearance and demeanor of the two sisters are quite different. At least by the standards of twin sisters, the two are quite different. It's just that such thoughts passed in a flash, and the old man Sangyang Lone Star led them to the mourning hall of Sangyang Ziyu without any further delay. The mourning hall of Sangyang Ziyu, the former lord of Yangcheng, is quite different from ordinary mourning halls. It has a special shape, like a huge square box, and it is said that he built it himself during his lifetime.

As the leader of Yangcheng, Sangyang Ziyu not only has extraordinary leadership skills, but also dabbles in the knowledge of organs and equipment that is unique in the world in Yangcheng. After reaching middle age, he even has several ingenious inventions. Walking to the door of the mourning hall, Sangyang Guxing frowned, and said to Sangyang Suyin: "I don't think anyone can guess Ziyu's mind. Before he died, he confessed that he didn't know." Will you come back to worship him, but before you appear, no one is allowed to enter this mourning hall, you must wait until you come back, and everyone can follow you in to worship."

Yi Yangjiu listened to it, and felt baffled. "Such an arrangement is really weird," he scratched his head and said doubtfully, "Then what if Senior Sangyang never comes back?" "I also asked him this question," Sang Yang Gu Xing said, "but he was confident that as long as he passed away, Su Yin would definitely come back. Sure enough, you really came back now..." For some reason, Yi Yangjiu always felt that there was a vague link in the whole thing that was not right, but for a while, he couldn't think of anything wrong. Sangyang Suyin thought for a while, then took a deep breath, stepped slowly, and walked into the mourning hall.

After walking a few steps, he turned around as if he suddenly remembered something. "Xiao Jiu," he said thoughtfully, "you also come in together." Yi Yangjiu was startled, although he didn't know what his intentions were, he nodded and followed. Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind him. "Yes, you come in too." As the voice approached, Yi Yangjiu turned his head instinctively, only to see Sang Yangqing, who was dressed in bright red, walking over, standing on tiptoes, and hugging him lightly. This sudden movement made everyone stunned, but they didn't know what this usually delicate and cheerful girl wanted to do at this moment.

Yi Yangjiu let her hug her a little stiffly, but Sang Yangqing's hug only went to the end, and with just a slight touch, they separated. And at the moment when her face was close to Yi Yangjiu, she could only hear something in a low voice. "thanks." Then, not knowing if it was an illusion, Yi Yangjiu felt a slight prick on the back of the neck, but there was no pain, it was lighter than being bitten by a mosquito. Under the stunned eyes of everyone, she walked up to the old man Sang Yang Gu Xing and gave her a gentle hug. This action doesn't seem so abrupt, because the two sisters were grown up by old people, so acting like a baby is naturally understandable.

The old man laughed loudly. Although he was a little puzzled, he was still very happy that this grandniece was still so close to him after growing up. However, the old man didn't know why, but he touched the back of his neck unconsciously. Sang Yangjing looked at her younger sister uncertainly, staring at her until Sang Yangqing walked into the mourning hall with a sweet smile on her face. The mourning hall of Sangyang Ziyu looks small from the outside, but when you walk in, you find that there is a huge space inside. The texture of the walls is quite peculiar, which is the unique iron gray texture of the gate of Yangcheng.

In the mourning hall, candles were not burning like ordinary mourning halls. There was no white cloth, only three coffins with no tops placed squarely in the center. Those who walked into the mourning hall were the two sisters Sangyangjing, Yiyangjiu, Sangyang Suyin, and the old man Sangyang Guxing. Seeing those three coffins, Sangyang Suyin couldn't help being a little stunned. "Three?" He murmured, "How could it be three?" Sang Yang Gu Xing looked solemn, and said slowly: "That's what I said, maybe I know the whereabouts of that 'Metal Nascent Soul'." Beside: "Come and see this man."

Among the three coffins, the one on the left contained a middle-aged woman in fine clothes, the one on the right contained mulberry sheep and purple jade, and the one in the middle contained a fair middle-aged man with an unfamiliar face. "Even the two of you sisters don't know about this matter," Sangyang Guxing said with emotion: "A few years before your parents got married, the two often quarreled, and Ziyu's temper was even more irritable, and even later caused I told you about the unfortunate event that Yin Yin was expelled from Yangcheng. However, after the two of you were born, Ziyu took over the position of the city lord, but he changed his sex, stopped drinking, and stopped beating his wife. In Yangcheng, even Most of the uncles didn't know the whole story, they all thought that after Ziyu became the lord of the city, people would naturally become mature. But the real reason is that Ziyu's psychological shadow caused by fighting with Suyin, It made him afraid of women, and he became obsessed with handsome men, and the man in the middle coffin was his close friend in his later years. The origin of this man is not an ordinary person, it turns out that he was sent by the Western Primordial God Clan The spy who wants to destroy my Yangcheng, his name is Ying Rui, and he has the most powerful "metal primordial spirit" among the primordial gods: humiliation. However, his identity was discovered later, in order to establish a relationship with Ziyu For love, he willingly betrayed the Western Yuanshen Clan, hid in Yangcheng, and stayed with Ziyu forever. Although the relationship between Ying Rui and Ziyu was not accepted by the world, he was sincere to Ziyu. Later, the Western Yuanshen Clan People don't know what method they used, and finally a few of them managed to sneak into Yangcheng. In order to protect Ziyu, this Yinghui wiped out several Yuanshen tribesmen by himself, but he was also seriously injured, and finally died of his injuries. Not long after his death, your father Ziyu also died of a heart attack due to excessive grief, and this is the real reason for his death."

After listening to the old man's narration, Sang Yang and Yin Chang sighed, and turned around to call Yi Yang Jiu over. "Xiao Jiu, although this Ying Hui is our enemy, he is also a respectable and compassionate person. Come and pay him sincere respect with me." The two stood solemnly in front of Ying Rui's corpse, closed their eyes and concentrated on it, and bowed respectfully for several times. After the worship, Sangyang Yinyin raised his hands, made a circular gesture in the air, and slowly placed them on top of the winning corpse. Then, from the chest of the corpse slowly revealed a mass of thick and heavy white light. Yi Yangjiu took out a small clean bottle from his body, and carefully put the white ball of light into the bottle. However, several people in the mourning hall were all focused on the collection action of the "Yuanying", but no one noticed that the Sifang door had been closed silently. "'Golden' Nascent Soul, named Hushou," Sangyang Shuiyin let out a sigh of relief, and said with relief: "This trip to Lu Kingdom, I really didn't come here." Khan raised his hand and was about to wipe away his sweat, while smiling at Yi Yangjiu: "Xiao Jiu, actually..." However, Yi Yangjiu beside him has slowly collapsed, and the tall figure is like a ball of mud, limply lying on the ground. His eyes were wide open, but he didn't lose consciousness, but he was exhausted, looking forward, but he couldn't even move his mouth. Sangyang Suyin was shocked and turned his head to look.But he saw the old man Sangyang Guxing also limp on the ground, conscious, but also weak all over. Seeing such an astonishing change, his thoughts turned, but there was only one person in his mind. "Jinger!" Standing in front of Sangyang Ziyu's coffin, the two sisters Sangyangjing and Sangyangqing were standing there at the moment. Sangyangjing stared at her sister with wide eyes. But Sang Yangqing looked calm, Tingting stood upright in front of her father's coffin, with an intriguing smile on her face. As if turning a blind eye to the collapse of Yiyang Jiu and Sangyang Lone Star one after another, his demeanor was relaxed and at ease. "Qing'er!" Sang Yangjing said sharply, "Is this a trap you set?" Sang Yangqing looked back at her, and slightly pursed the corners of her lips. "It's so ugly..." She smiled sweetly: "How can I say that he is a trap? I just want to tell my parents that I finally found the boy I like..." "What boy do you like?" Sang Yang said angrily, "What kind of medicine did you use to charm him? You even attacked Uncle Lone Star, do you have a conscience?" She spoke anxiously, stretched out her hand and Want to pull my sister: "Cure them quickly..." Sang Yangqing broke away from Sang Yangjing's hand with a "shua", but a mad look appeared on her face. "I am looking for the man I love to be my husband. Why are you bothering me? Yes, yes, you are the proud girl of heaven. You put on a bad face every day to attract people's attention, and everyone still laughs to please you. What about me? I laughed so hard, tried so hard to please others, in the end, people only care about you, but no one cares what I am!" Sang Yangjing blushed and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? What did I do on purpose?" Sang Yangqing laughed loudly, but tears flowed down her face, her madness became more obvious. "I don't care about you! I just want my beloved man to be with me..." She laughed loudly and sang a ditty while dragging Yi Yangjiu's limp body over. Although Yi Yangjiu was tall, but because of the anesthesia poisoned by Sang Yangqing, he couldn't even move his little finger, so he had to let her drag him around. Sang Yangqing dragged Yi Yangjiu to Sang Yang Ziyu's coffin, crying and laughing, she tore off the red shirt on her body, and under the gown was actually the bride's red dress. She smiled and tied a red headdress on her hair, knelt down in front of the coffin of Sangyang Ziyu, and began to kowtow. Every time I knocked, I said something loudly. "Mom and Dad, my daughter has found a good family to marry, and she will never be inferior to her sister..." "I'm just afraid! I'm afraid my uncle will stop my good marriage, so I have to ask him to rest..." Since Sang Yangqing behaved abnormally, Sang Yang Suyin watched the two sisters quarrel in a daze. The same scene seems to be an all-too-familiar memory. Quiet water patterns, falling flowers. "You can't compare to me! You can't compare to me in anything! Why can't I get anything?" The eyes full of blood and resentment, the roar of fury and despair, the light of a knife like electricity and fire. Also, in the early morning many years ago, I looked at the iron-gray city gate for the last time... Sangyang Lone Star, who was lying softly on the ground and panting, saw this was the third time that siblings were jealous of each other in Yangcheng, his eyes were wide open, but he couldn't move. However, amidst the chaotic laughter and cries, Sangyang Suyin felt chills down his spine for no reason. He looked around vigilantly, and found that all the entrances and exits of the mourning hall had been sealed. wrong!Big mistake! In the sound of Sang Yangqing's kowtow "dong dong dong", Sang Yangjing yelled at her, trying to stop her almost self-harming action. The two entangled in front of the coffin, and the scene was extremely chaotic. But even though Sang Yangqing's head was covered with blood, she still clamored to "thank my parents for raising me up", breaking away from Sang Yangjing's pull from time to time, and kowtowed on the ground again. At this moment, Sangyang Suyin felt even more uneasy, and his back was covered with cold sweat. wrong! Worship before the spirit. "Be sure to pass through the gate of the blue sky"! Quiet water patterns, falling flowers. "You can't compare to me! You can't compare to me in anything! Why can't I get anything?" When worshiping, you will definitely kowtow... Boom! Boom! Boom! At this moment of lightning and flint, a flash of inspiration flashed in Sangyang Suyin's mind, and he finally figured out all the key points. "no!" He opened his throat and yelled in panic. It's just that maybe good fortune really wants to play tricks on people. If only he figured it out sooner, maybe everything would change. Before the coffin, the two sisters, Sang Yangjing and Sang Yangjing, were still entangled and scuffling, making endless noise. It's just that they didn't realize that behind them, a gloomy and swift figure quietly rose at this moment... The sound of the machine bracket is crackling... Then, he showed a long knife with a blade as cold as ice. Seeing the cold and ruthless light of the knife, Sangyang Shuyin's pupils already shrank. "No... OK!" He yelled hoarsely. The blade stabs down. It was the soft and beautiful bodies of the two Sangyang sisters who stabbed at them. Sangyang and Yinyin hissed wildly. What he jumped towards was the end of the blade. Then, what burst out was a bloody light that was so thick that it couldn't melt, filling the eyes. Then, everything turned into the silent darkness of Yong Yuan...