Throughout my life, I have at most been squeezing the poor people and grabbing bits and pieces of food from their mouths.
Before I had time to do anything harmful to the world, when I was so full of ambition, great talent, and a young person, I ended up like this.
Dead, or was beaten to death?
The more I think about it, the more I feel aggrieved.
It is simply extremely aggrieved.
It is no exaggeration to say that if Dou E was alive, she would be just as wronged as I am.
It is a pity that I did not have the snow in June, the drought for three years, and the mourning of future generations.
I was born unknown and died in a miserable way.
Hey, how can I still have such a clear consciousness?
Could it be that I have become a new ghost in the underworld?
Doesn't it mean that you can't feel any pain, touch, or taste when you are a ghost?
At this moment, there are waves of unbearable burning sensations coming from your body, and there is also the feeling in the nasal cavity that is like a wild horse running wild, running around.
The strong fragrance, what is it?
I opened my eyes suddenly, and was surprised to find that I was like a suckling pig being roasted, tied to a purple-red sandalwood stick, and underneath me was a raging crimson flame.
It was spitting flames at me like it was showing off its power, and its long tongues of fire kept licking my clothes, exuding a strong and dangerous smell.
Oh, it’s so unreasonable.
I’ve already fallen to death and become a ghost, but I still have to be treated so cruelly.
I really haven’t done anything that violates the ethical principles or is very heinous.
God is blind.
I vented my grief, anger and dissatisfaction, and tried my best to huddle back to avoid direct contact with the tongues of fire.
I feel like my body is like a snowman exposed to the poisonous summer sun.
It is constantly melting and melting.
Soon after it melts again, I will turn into a mummy.
When I was still immersed in the heat and grief, unable to extricate myself from the torture of my soul, the sandalwood stick suddenly turned sharply, so I changed to a comfortable position with my back to the flame and my face to the sky.
I just took a long breath.
When I took a breath, the fish demon suddenly blocked all my sight with her terrifying and huge fish head.
My head was so stagnant that I didn't react for a moment.
I was just dumbfounded and blinked at her like an idiot.
She seemed to have caught a glimpse of something new and interesting, and she blinked at me with a look on her face. innocent, harmless, well-behaved and lovely Her long eyelashes cut across my face like an iron saw.
I felt that at this moment, there must be rows of neat and orderly red marks with bloody beads on my face.
Suddenly, my whole body felt bad.
Under the heat of the poisonous flames, I became completely messed up.
I completely lost my mind and screamed "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." me...
It’s okay to be scared, but he still falls into her hands after death.
He is tortured and humiliated by her in every possible way.
He can’t escape from her clutches even if he is a ghost.
This is inevitably too sad.
At this moment, in this situation, I just want to put my hands on my hips, look up to the sky and scream, hysterically, "You thief!"
I screamed so miserably and miserably, that there was a sense of desolation in my bones that was nothing greater than the death of my heart, and a sense of fear that was simply frightening.
But what shocked me was that this fish monster actually started shouting along with me.
She looked so innocent and frightened, as if she was being bullied by a group of ugly, strong, and disgusting monsters.
I held my head tightly with my shark fins, and the tears in my eyes kept swirling.
The huge sound wave shook everything in the room, causing the flames under me to spread wildly, like goose-feather snow, in It was flying in the air, and occasionally passed the tip of my nose.
My ears were almost deafened.
What was even more frightening was that the entire house made of bluestone bricks was shaking violently.
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At this time, the dark door suddenly opened with a loud creak, and an old woman with white hair, wrinkles on her face, and a green willow leaf mark in the middle of her forehead walked in.
Her arms were like blue-black vines.
It spreads out longly, with a few willow leaves hanging sparsely on it.
She used her vine arms to wrap her arms around the fish demon, gently as if comforting a child, and kept mumbling something.
After a long time, the fish demon's mood gradually stabilized, and she glanced at me inexplicably.
What's even worse is that from her eyes, I actually read the feeling of reluctance and deep love as deep as the sea.
The old woman kept approaching me, and it was only then that I was surprised to find that under her black and purple robe, those were not feet at all, but large and small blue-white tentacles on the roots of the tree, which were still shaking back and forth.
No matter how you look at it, it’s a bit scary.
The old lady gently brushed my face with her long fingernails, and said to herself, "It seems like it, it really seems like it.
No wonder Hongying thinks of you as her."
The Hongying in the old woman's mouth is the fish demon.
The old woman said her name was Tree Po, and people called her Tree Po.
She also said that three thousand years ago, the City of No Return was not called the City of No Return.
It was just a swamp transformed by the great devil Hetian to attract prey with desire to come and pray.
At that time, she was just clinging to the swamp.
An old willow tree that grew up.
The mermaid Wang Junxuan from the South China Sea risked his life to save the trapped princess, but he was unable to save himself and was trapped for thirteen days.
Later, the saintess Li Mo of the Shark tribe came in and tried her best to create a hole in the swamp magic circle, allowing the Shark King to lead the dying princess to leave first, but she was permanently trapped due to lack of magic power.
Hetian kept tempting her, trying to pull her into the boundless abyss, and constantly conjured up scenes that were unbearable for her in front of her eyes, but every scene without exception was the same as the shark.
Regarding the king, Granny Shu probably understood at this time that Limo really liked that shark king, but that shark king only had his princess in his heart from beginning to end, and he could only treat her with all kinds of love. live up to Li Mo was trapped in the swamp for a full twenty-one days.
During these twenty-one days, the Shark King did not come to rescue her, nor did he even send a single subordinate.
It can be seen that the Shark King did not have her in his heart at all.
He Tian asked Li Mo if he regretted that he had ended up in such a dangerous situation, but allowed the couple to sleep freely.
She just answered with two words without regret.
A drop of blood and tears fell on the stone, and a red flower bloomed, turning into the fish demon Hongying.
Since Li Mo was a saint with divine power, He Tian was unable to turn her into a demon and was deeply influenced by her, so he rarely showed mercy and let her go.
Later, news of Li Mo's death came from Nanhai.
It was said that she was forced to death by the person she liked.
Granny Tree cried as she spoke :