Blindfolding one's eyes was not scary because one still had ears and could hear.
Covering one's ears was not scary because one still had hands and could feel.
Tying one's hands was not scary because one still had a sense of smell and could smell.
However, when one's heart was blocked, all the previous conditions and follow-up became meaningless. Take Leshan for example. During the day, the Great Buddha had suddenly stood up and 'overturned the seas', and during the night, the 'ghostly wails and wolf howls' could be heard coming from Leshan. None of them affected the city at all.
Everyone believed that there had been a hurricane during the day, causing the cruise ship on the river to capsize and the Great Buddha to suffer quite a bit of damage. Now, the damnable hurricane seemed to be showing signs of appearing again at night. For those who still had to go to work the next day, the sound of the 'wind' coming from outside the window was very annoying.
Fear, no matter how tangible it was, could always be adapted to. However, for most of the listeners, what they felt and saw was the greatest fear of broadcasting. It was not the ups and downs in the story world, nor was it the dazzling lineup in the micro shops. Instead, it was the feeling that even if an entire city was wiped out, the whole world would collectively forget about it. It was the feeling that even those closest to them would calmly accept their deaths.
Your life, your life, when you become a listener, has already been completely separated from the past you, completely separated from the past.
Blood kept flowing out from his wounds. Jie Ling's lips were a little dry. Earlier, if it weren't for the protection of the artifact that Boss Liang had given him, he might have been cut in half. The best-case scenario would be that he would still be able to preserve his soul. However, the surging malevolent aura earlier had truly shocked him. He was not confident that he would be able to successfully separate his soul from the earlier situation.
Chen Guang's body was still enveloped by a layer of moonlight. However, blood was flowing out from all the pores on his body. He looked to be in an extremely sorry state.
Didn't they say that after the previous batch of big shots left on the train, they would be the ones standing at the top of the pyramid in this world? Reality sure was fickle and filled with sarcasm.
Fatty was still bawling his eyes out, looking like a forsaken old man of Great Qin.
What? My Great Qing, oh no, my Great Qin is already dead?
Su Bai could even hear some of Fatso's slip of the tongue. Fatso didn't feel the slightest bit of psychological pressure when doing such a shameless thing, even though Fatso was seriously holding a bottle of wine and talking to him about which choice was less stupid.
Of course, Su Bai knew what the fat man wanted. It was nothing more than the word "benefit". Just like after Puyi was driven out of the palace, many old and young Manchurian remnants would come to the house where Puyi lived to pay their respects. It was not that they still had much loyalty and faith to the Qing Dynasty, but because Puyi had brought a lot of cultural relics, calligraphy, and paintings with him when he left the palace, so he had a lot of money in his hands. They came to pay their respects. Puyi once again satisfied himself with the illusory satisfaction of still being the Emperor. Then he waved his hand and said, "Reward them."
It would appear the black silhouette had no intention of continuing its pursuit of Jie Ling and Chen Guang, even though it would appear that the two of them had lost most of their ability to resist. Su Bai could sense that. The objective of the black silhouette …
It seemed to be him.
During the day, when he had arrived before the Buddha on the cruise, the Buddha had suddenly reacted. This was definitely not a coincidence. Su Bai did not believe in coincidences either. And at that moment, the black silhouette's aura seemed to have locked onto him.
The black silhouette's baleful zombie aura was very thick, but it did not have a corporeal body. This made Su Bai feel puzzled. At the same time, a strange guess appeared in his mind.
The black silhouette was clearly an existence with a consciousness, but it had relied on this consciousness to turn into a zombie. Even Su Bai, who had already undergone the second transition, could not understand such a method. It was simply too shocking.
At the next moment …
The black silhouette appeared on the shore, landing less than two meters away from Su Bai and Fatso. The black silhouette was still floating on the water, but his reflection could not be seen on the surface of the water.
"Eldest Young Master! Eldest Young Master! I've finally met you! There's hope for our Great Qin to restore our nation! There's hope!" Fatso was still wailing beside him. He did not mind putting on a show like this. After all, the price he had to pay was just a box of Golden Throat Tea to moisten his throat.
"I …"
The black figure seemed to want to say something, but he stopped. He raised his hand. If this cyclone could be considered a hand, then the black figure's hand would be the size of a human's hand.
"I order you to take him down, and I'll allow you to be promoted to nobility."
"Nani?" Fatso was stunned. You want me to help you take down Da Bai?
However, Fatso did not hesitate. He gritted his teeth and said, "Eldest Young Master, don't worry. For the sake of Great Qin, I will not hesitate to die! Tsk, Eldest Young Master wants to take you down. Why don't you hurry up and surrender? "
Fatso drew a talisman in the air, and a bolt of purple lightning condensed in his palm. Immediately, waves of power rose.
It had to be said that Fatso's Taoist techniques had improved a lot since he became a dog in the previous story world. Now, he was already at the peak of the Advanced Listener level. Most importantly, he had become more and more relaxed when using Taoist techniques. It was as if he used to practice calligraphy with a copybook, but now he was casually waving his brush and writing.
Su Bai stood where he was and did not move. He just looked at the black silhouette in front of him. The other party said to "take him down" and not to kill him. Obviously, it was because he was useful to him. Then, what was useful about him?
Was it because he was the child of Su Yuhang and his wife, or because he was a zombie?
Su Bai felt that the latter was more likely. If it was the former, it would be too far-fetched. If the First Emperor could deduce to this point, how did he get defeated by the broadcast back then?
Fatso's Lightning Curse slammed down, but it was not aimed at Su Bai. Instead, it was aimed at the black silhouette in front of him. The loyal young fatty, who had just been weeping bitterly for Great Qin, had once again shamelessly betrayed him.
A barrier appeared in front of the black silhouette. Fatso's Lightning Curse hit it, causing the barrier to shake. However, it did not really hurt the black silhouette. It seemed that this black silhouette did not trust the guy who had just come to him after 2,000 years.
Of course, Fatso was not naive enough to think that his performance just now could really move the other party. He was just bored.
When Fatso attacked, Su Bai also moved. If he did not move now, when would he move?
No matter who he was, even if he was really Young Master Fu Su, even if he admired the First Emperor, if he was to sacrifice himself for him …
Sorry.
Forget it.
Boom!
Su Bai's body directly crashed over. The barrier, which was already on the verge of collapse due to Fatso's Lightning Curse, was directly shattered by Su Bai's collision. Su Bai successfully approached the other party. At the same time, the evil aura around his body surged, and he cut in.
A bony hand stretched out from the black silhouette and turned it towards Su Bai. Su Bai felt the evil aura of the zombie in his body being reversed at this moment. His qi and blood flowed in the opposite direction, and his body was on the verge of collapse!
"Roar!"
A low roar came from Su Bai's throat. Even though his qi and blood flowed in the opposite direction, Su Bai still cut heavily into the black silhouette. In the end, the black silhouette was directly hit by Su Bai and flew a hundred meters backwards on the surface of the river. Su Bai, on the other hand, stood in the same place, but his body could not stop trembling. At this moment, his qi and blood seemed to be vaguely out of control.
"Thy body is prepared for me!"
The voice came from the black silhouette. In an instant, another evil aura shot out from the surface of the river below and merged into the black silhouette. The black silhouette began to dissipate, and from the black silhouette, a man so thin that he was only left with a skeleton walked out. His eyes were silver, and they carried a kind of royal arrogance and mystery.
He was of royal blood and could be considered the direct descendant of Hua Xia's first legitimate emperor. Judging from his aura, he was at the level of a zombie king. The two complemented each other and formed an oppressive feeling that could really make one suffocate.
"F * ck, Da Bai, looks like I can't beat him." Fatso looked up, then at the completely disfigured eldest young master in front of him.
"You can't escape." Su Bai wiped the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth. Logically speaking, when he switched to a zombie state, there should be no scarlet blood in his body. However, just now, the other party had successfully reversed his qi and blood flow, which was equivalent to injuring his foundation. "This water of the three rivers is his main body. That monk from the Tang Dynasty forged a Great Buddha to suppress him, but the seal had already loosened after a thousand years. Jie Ling and Chen Guang had previously taken him out of the Great Buddha, which was equivalent to giving him freedom again. All of this was part of his plan. "
Hearing this, Fatso was surprised for a moment and then came to a realization, "In ancient times, Leshan was the confluence of the three rivers. Min River, Qingyi River, and Dadu River, the three rivers converge at the foot of Lingyun Mountain. These three rivers are his main body? No wonder the evil spirits kept shooting out from the water into his body. This guy is also a bug. Eh, why did I say 'also'? "
Fatso shook his head and continued, "The three rivers are his foundation. Da Bai, you carry him. I'll try to see if I can set up a formation along the lines of the evil spirits to isolate him from the three rivers. Anyway, if he can recover, you can too. Let's fight."
After that, Fatso sat cross-legged and began to set up a formation. At the same time, he did not forget to encourage Su Bai, "Don't panic. He is the second generation of the emperor, and you are the second generation of the emperor. No one is afraid of the other."
"Boom!"
The position where the eldest young master was suddenly shook. Then, his figure appeared in front of Su Bai, and his momentum did not decrease. He directly carried Su Bai and slammed into Leshan.
Then …
Ten seconds later …
The eldest young master was kicked out by Su Bai again. Su Bai kicked the eldest young master into the water, but the next moment, the eldest young master quickly appeared again. Beside the Buddha, the two almost immortal guys began to fight without beauty.
Looking at Su Bai who was fighting back and forth, Jie Ling, who was almost KO'd with one blow, felt a little bitter. Was the gap so big?
But soon, Jie Ling realized that because Su Bai was also a zombie, the most powerful evil spirits of Eldest Young Master Fu Su had little effect on Su Bai.
Thinking of this, Jie Ling felt a little better. But he suddenly realized that his current mentality seemed to be closer and closer to that of his boss …
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