Qing Xiu followed Xia Ying into the cave. Unlike outside, although it was farther from the ground and was also flooded by black rivers, there was always a faint glow of green cylindrical light around him.

They seem to penetrate straight down from the top of the cave, spreading star by star on the road leading to the depths of the cave.

The more you go in, the brighter they become.

"Huh."

I don't know how long I walked inside, Qing Xiu suddenly found that he seemed to be able to see the top of the cave with the light inside the cave - although he and Mr. Xia were still walking below the water surface at this moment, the water surface was obviously slowly descent.

Continue to move forward, the water surface gets lower and lower until a nearly golden edge appears in the distance, and the black river water is already lower than the surface where they stand.

Qing Xiu couldn't help but hug him with both hands. After the black river water receded, the surroundings suddenly became extremely cold, and all the goose bumps on his body stood up.

He felt a vaguely look at him, and raised his head and saw countless glaring eyes painted on the top of the cave, each of which emitted a deep red light, like a living ghost.

Every gaze was like a sword, directly penetrated into his heart.

Qing Xiu couldn't help but stop and shuddered on the spot... This place was too evil in any way.

During the period when he was stunned, Xiaying had already walked more than ten steps forward without looking back.

"……gentlemen!"

Qing Xiu, who reacted, quickly chased forward.

Xia Ying had already stopped in front of Feng Zhiyan's stone tablet. He glanced at the corner nearby - there was still a hat that Ji Ran had forgotten to take away.

"Someone has come?" Xia Ying asked softly.

Qing Xiu was confused for a moment - this was the first time he followed his husband to this place, and he had not been staying in this cave for a long time. How could he know this?

He walked up and leaned over to pick it up, took it in his hand and looked at it, "It's still the person from Dali Temple..."

Ji Ran?

"...I don't recognize this." Qing Xiu replied in a low voice.

"I'm not talking to you."

Qing Xiu was stunned-but there were no one else here except him.

Xiaying put the hat back on the ground and turned to face the stone tablet.

"Since I was 12 years old, I have been looking for a way to completely stop causing you to harm the world. For fifteen years... I have finally completed this huge puzzle. I think I should be the first among the messengers of the Heavenly Dao in history to push things to this point, right?"

The entire cave was silent.

Xiaying whispered, "I had always been worried about whether I had completely misdirected the direction in the past fifteen years, but when I saw you borrowing Wei Xingzhen's hand to kill Jia Guheng, I completely confirmed my conjectures- otherwise, you wouldn't have come out so anxious to stop him."

Qing Xiu was stunned again - who used Wei Xingzhen's hand to kill Jia Gu Heng?

Who are you talking to, sir...

Xiaying continued, "If you think you can stop me with a saying "It's hard to know what Yin is" then you're wrong. It can't escape several possibilities, either a monk from the Yin genus, or a few monsters from the night domain outside the domain... But no matter which one it is, I'm ready.

"Today, I'll come here to take a look, just thinking, maybe you'll have something to say before your soul is gone, if so, I'll listen."

The surroundings are still silent.

"Okay," Xia Ying's face showed a faint smile, and he whispered, "The wrath of a common man can also bleed for thousands of miles, and the world is covered with white dust... In the end, my goal has been achieved. Now I am leaving, and I will never come again until the last moment."

After saying that, Xia Ying turned around and was about to leave, the entire cave suddenly swayed slightly.

The shaking was getting bigger and bigger, and countless rock debris shook off from the heights, and dust rose everywhere for a moment.

Qing Xiu raised his hand and covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves. He stared at the scene in front of him in a daze. Behind the light edge, the rock wall with a few weeds trembled and changed its shape, like a painful, old face.

"Boy, stay here and sit with me for a while."

A sound that was so decayed that it almost seemed to come from another world came from behind the rock. Xia Ying stopped and turned around again.

A huge, haggard rock surface emerged after the ridges of light.

Qing Xiu couldn't help but look around. He suddenly felt that the folds of rock walls engraved with dense characters became suspicious, reminding people of the squeezed and deformed skin.

Qing Xiu suddenly felt a sense of disgust in his belly, but Xia Ying sat down facing the huge face - obviously Mr. Xia did not intend to leave here immediately.

Qing Xiu endured the chill in his heart and squatted not far behind Xia Ying, waiting.

"You are... Xiaying?" the old man asked.

"Mei Twelve." Xiaying raised her head and replied, "You probably don't remember this name."

Yanfeng laughed a few times, "...How could I remember, maybe I haven't heard it at all."

"What should I call you?" Xia Ying looked at the scene in front of her, "General Feng? Or... Gusheshan Jun."

The old man let out a laugh that seemed to be there and there was another silence, and the entire Liufu Mountain was shocked again.

Qing Xiu jumped up vigilantly, but Xia Ying sat there motionlessly, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

Facing the huge creature in front of him, Mr. Xia seemed to be fearless.

"It's your own way..." the old man on the rock wall whispered, "You ask yourself if you are the first messengers of the heavenly way of history to push things to this point today... You are the first one.

"For four hundred years... you are the first messenger who will come here." The old man said softly, "You said that the wrath of a commoner can also bleed thousands of miles away. Why is it that the world is covered with white mourning... Are you here to avenge me?"

"Maybe it was at first, but it's not now."

"Oh?" The old man was silent for a while, and her eyes fell briefly on Xia Ying, and then became empty again, "Oh... I saw... your family died from the disaster of weak water for six years in Tianfu - were you also the messenger that year?"

"yes."

The mountain began to shake again, and the old man was laughing.

Xia Ying raised her head, "What's so funny?"

"After so many years, I'm laughing..." the old man whispered, "It's been so many years, and your so-called way of heaven has not yet improved in the means of choosing people and ruling men. Did he tell you after that that everything was the former Gushe Mountain Lord who died without being stiff, intending to subvert the order of the human world, so he frequently brought disasters to weak water?"

Xia Ying had no expression on her face, "Don't you recognize these things?"

"That's not." The old man laughed in a low voice, "There is no disaster that is not caused by me - there is no way, the earth on the ground is too happy, and I remember every time it floats on the surface."
Chapter completed!