Lord of Deception

"I hate it. Even if I die, I will turn into a ghost to take revenge and harm my whole family. If I don't take revenge, I won't be willing to die!"

"Why does that evil thief abuse and kill us just because he is the son of the captain?"

"Why, why do you want me to turn into a ghost after I die..."

"I didn't do it, why do you want to kill me? How unjust I am..."

The moment Yu Ziqing touched the bridge, countless hoarse shouts seemed to ring in his ears.

Hatred, despair and helplessness, resentment...

Every sound seems to contain a power that is so intense that it is difficult to calm down.

The number was too numerous to count. Logically speaking, so many shouts and roars would only turn into a mess of noise, but Yu Ziqing could hear every roar.

Such a huge amount of information, but he felt that it was just that.

In fact, he was still extending all the way in the direction of those shouts.

He seemed to see the scene unfolding in the mist.

He saw a thin and frail scholar, Li Gui, with bleeding eyes, standing in front of more than a dozen tombs, looking at the words written with blood on wooden boards as tombstones, looking up to the sky and letting out a shrill roar.

He saw a female ghost with raging resentment, twisted limbs, eyes turned into bloody holes, and torn clothes, crawling out of the dry well. The resentment was so strong that it even blocked the sunlight from shining around the dry well.

He saw another hanged man with his neck crooked and his tongue hanging out, trying to hang himself again.

He also saw in the dark and damp cell, a ghost covered in bruises and missing the lower half of his body, dragging half of his body with his arms, saying he was wronged over and over again.

Pictures flashed by like a revolving lantern.

All kinds of ghosts, the moment they turned into ghosts, seemed to be displayed in front of Yu Ziqing at this moment.

Yu Ziqing's eyes were deep, and countless flickering images were reflected in his pupils. The flickering speed was so fast that it turned into a dim light, shrouding Yu Ziqing's eyes.

Yu Ziliang was holding the bridge in his hands, and the faces of the ferocious-looking little black men squatting on the bridge pillars also softened. They all raised their heads and looked up at Yu Ziqing.

Crying or laughing, just looking at Yu Ziqing, the initial malice dissipated unconsciously.

Yu Ziqing saw behind each little black mark a kind of ghost, and the reason and suffering behind each ghost's transformation into a ghost. The first thing he saw were the ones with the most intense emotions.

The most unknown suffering was seen, and the desperate screams that went unanswered were heard.

The little black men nodded in unison, showing their respect for Yu Ziqing.

Even though Yu Ziqing didn't do anything, he just saw and heard.

In fact, for many ghosts, it is enough.

The requirements are really low.

Many people who turn into ghosts will die inexplicably, full of regrets and die again.

What they want is just to be seen and heard, so that their affairs will not be completely buried in the dust.

Yu Ziqing looked at countless pictures in silence, and there were more and more pictures, and he could no longer empathize with them.

Because there are too many, all kinds of things, so many that there is no time to react.

When the countless images and sounds began to slowly dissipate, Yu Ziqing seemed to be standing on the bridge.

As he walked through, the little black men on both sides nodded, and a large number of pictures of the ghosts they represented appeared.

When Yu Ziqing walked all the way to the missing piece of the bridge, it seemed as if the program had run incorrectly and kept flickering.

The root cause is that Yu Ziqing forcibly changed the name of the evil ghost, and other divine dynasties also felt that it didn't matter to give face to this kind of matter, so the matter was forcibly decided.

From then on, the evil ghost became a violent ghost.

It's a pity that what has been accumulated over countless years is evil ghosts.

Yu Ziqing stretched out a hand and touched the place that flickered slightly as if it was stuck.

In an instant, the flickering area disappeared, and the missing area was completely exposed in front of him, completely displayed in front of his eyes in a clear manner that he had never seen before.

He saw that one part looked like it was damaged, with jagged fractures still visible, but the other part looked like it was missing when the bridge was being built, with the gaps rounded and natural.

Yu Ziqing touched the gap and three words came to mind.

Starving ghost.

Different from the previous situation where he was the first to feel the overwhelming resentment, the first thing to feel at the gap was the sense of satisfaction and relief when a starving ghost received a donation for the first time after turning into a hungry ghost.

Never being able to eat, there will be an endless feeling of hunger that will never end, and I will not be able to survive or die, and it will keep rising.

Under this kind of torture, the biggest obsession, as time goes by, will definitely become seeking relief.

The most helpless thing is to seek relief from death, and the most ideal thing is to have something to eat, or even to eat enough to relieve the hunger that can drive people crazy.

Yu Ziqing now personally experienced the process of those starving ghosts turning into hungry ghosts.

Very different from other ghosts.

The starving ghost has long since ceased to exist. In everyone's minds, the starving ghost has also disappeared, or in other words, it has become an excessive state of becoming a hungry ghost.

On this bridge, there will no longer be a little black man named Starving Ghost.

But on this bridge, there is no place for hungry ghosts at all, or in other words, this bridge is not qualified to bear the name of the hungry ghost clan.

The name of the hungry ghost tribe is Yu Ziqing, who is suppressing it. The original hungry ghosts are still there.

This brought a new thought to Yu Ziqing: Where did the original ghost come from?

It seems that I have never heard of ghost paths, nor have I heard of anyone opening a ghost path.

In other words, the ghost path may not have been opened up by anyone, but it may have evolved naturally or been catalyzed.

The details are not clear. You need to go back in time to know. After all, there is too much ancient information about annihilation.

Yu Ziqing gathered his thoughts and looked at the smooth and round gap, as if it should be like this.

He suddenly understood that it was not because he was at odds with the gods and offended each other to death that this situation would arise where it was either you or me.

But from the beginning, after the first time he starved to death, the moment he turned into the original hungry ghost, he was already a mortal enemy.

It has nothing to do with grudges, but his existence itself will dig a natural gap in the perfect plan of the sleeping one.

Even if there is no Wang Zixuan, if everything goes well with that person's plan, if he can recover smoothly, return smoothly, and return to his peak, there will still be a huge flaw left.

It's this gap.

As long as Yu Ziqing is immortal and the hungry ghosts are immortal, this gap can never be filled.

No matter how well that person recovers, even if he reaches his peak, there will still be a gap in his most important position.

If Yu Ziqing doesn't go to find the other party, the other party will definitely come to kill Yu Ziqing after he comes out.

From the first time Yu Ziqing starved to death, it was doomed.

This is the most fundamental contradiction regarding personality. To resolve it, one party must fall.

Unlike the Sun-Destroying Demon, the Sun-Destroying Demon has experienced a fatal blow, a heavy blow from the Shen Zhi Bao Shu, and a split in consciousness. Now the Sun-Destroying Demon is bent on death and is just waiting for his end to come.

As long as there is guidance during this process, even if the Sun-Destroying Demon fails to die later, the danger of the Sun-Destroying Demon will be weakened to the extreme.

Wang Zixuan looked at Yu Ziqing and felt a little scared. He was not like this last time he saw Yu Ziqing.

In his eyes, Yu Ziqing held the long bridge in his hands, with a calm expression and a faint light in his eyes. On the long bridge, the little black men of different shapes stood up and saluted Yu Ziqing.

To be honest, none of these little black guys have such respect for him. On weekdays, none of them sit or stand at all.

But at this moment, he could feel that the demeanor of these little black men was obviously different.

There was something about Yu Ziqing that made him feel awe, which was different from the gods. He only feared the gods, but never respected them, otherwise he would not have become an alien.

Outside the small temple, death continues. The moment every heinous death row prisoner is beheaded, a strange charm emerges.

This made Wang Zixuan feel it very clearly and made him afraid.

That feeling was indeed completely different from when facing Yu Ziqing.

Wang Zixuan began to truly understand why Luan Chuan and the others wanted to hang on and pull him down as soon as they came out.

Later, he was given his true form, given a new path to promotion, gained respect, and obviously had power, but he actually followed Yu Ziqing honestly.

Because Yu Ziqing is completely different from the gods.

Even Yu Ziqing seems to have some kind of charm.

This made Wang Zixuan feel a little dazed. He remembered that he had heard about the war between the ancient gods and the gods very early on.

Eventually, the gods replaced the ancient gods.

Now he felt that he might really hope to see the day when something else would completely replace the gods.

When the dim light in Yu Ziqing's eyes dissipated, he raised his head and handed the long bridge over.

Wang Zixuan took a look at Changqiao, who was held in Yu Ziqing's hand, and the little Heizi who had changed from unruly to well-behaved, and he made a decision in his heart.

He did not reach out to pick up Changqiao, but said sincerely.

“I’d better leave this to Your Excellency.

You are the person most qualified to take it into your hands.

And, I think, they will definitely be more willing to follow Your Excellency.

We have been together for so long, and I don’t want these guys to eventually become nutrients and be swallowed up by that person. "

Yu Ziqing held the long bridge and looked at Wang Zixuan up and down without saying a word.

Wang Zixuan laughed dryly and said.

“What I said was indeed from my heart.

However, I do have a bit of selfishness.

Since that person is awake, I will take this thing with them.

If that person comes back, I'm afraid the first thing he will do is come and drown me in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times.

Even if he is not in a hurry to kill me, he must get this thing back.

I'm a little afraid of that person, so..."

Wang Zixuan was not too embarrassed to continue speaking too directly.

Yu Ziqing understood. To put it bluntly, this thing was a hot potato, and Wang Zixuan wanted to divert the trouble away.

However, he really felt that it would be a better outcome for these little black guys to follow Yu Ziqing.

Wang Zixuan looked at those little black men with a sincere face and said softly.

"Your Excellency, just think that I am a shameless scum and force it on you."

Yu Ziqing suddenly laughed. He looked at Wang Zixuan up and down, looked at it carefully for a long time, and said with a smile.

"Haven't you noticed? You are becoming more and more like a person."

"Huh?" Wang Zixuan was startled and didn't speak for a long time.

Yu Ziqing laughed twice.

"Okay, for your sake, I'll accept it.

It has nothing to do with that person or anyone else, it’s just because you look like a human being. "

Wang Zixuan opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to refute.

Yu Ziqing picked up the teacup and signaled.

"I'll give you tea instead of wine."

He thought Wang Zixuan's changes were so interesting.

If it were Wang Zixuan's past, he would only take Changqiao and those little black men with him for the sake of profit and his own safety.

But since he had a human body, he likes to wander around like a street kid.

I like to visit brothels, listen to storytelling, listen to Yugui, and eat delicious food and drink wine.

Now, he even has some feelings for the little Heizi because he has been with them for a long time, hoping to find a good ending for them.

This is not the beginning, just to prevent the return of the sleeping one.

The starting point to achieve the goal has changed.

Therefore, Yu Ziqing said that he is becoming more and more like a person, rather than just having a human body.

Wang Zixuan was a little confused and began to think deeply.

Yu Ziqing stood up and patted his shoulder.

"It's good, trust me.

Come on, I'll take you outside to give you a feel.

Times have not just begun to change, but they have already changed. "

Yu Ziqing led Wang Zixuan out of the small temple, and the crowd outside was shoulder to shoulder. On the execution platform, the executioner's blood was steaming, and his body seemed to be burning with fire.

In the warm atmosphere, a mouthful of strong wine was sprayed on the sword. When the sword was struck, the head fell to the ground, and the victim died completely.

The Sun-Destroying Demon is sticking to his post and duty, ensuring that every prisoner on death row will die completely.

At the same time, he was also comprehending the ultimate beauty that no one else could feel at that moment of crossing between life and death.

Yu Ziqing found a place on the second floor, where he had reserved his seat. He took Wang Zixuan and sat at the window, watching the execution from a distance, and looked at Wang Zixuan.

“You don’t have to divide it, you have to make it clear, black and white.

Of all things in this world, only a handful are truly black and white.

And most of the situations are between black and white.

To build a long-term balance, there must be no such extreme black or extreme white.

Your thinking is still somewhat shackles to the gods of the past.

I said, you may not quite understand, then go and experience the person in the small temple for yourself.

Feel what he is doing now. "

Wang Zixuan looked at the torture platform and the small temple, then relaxed and felt what the Sun-Destroying Devil was doing.

After a while, Yu Ziqing asked him.

"Can you be sure whether he is adhering to his duties or just trying to understand death? Choose one of the two."

Wang Zixuan thought for a while and asked him to choose one of the two. He was a little unsure.

"I am not sure."

"It doesn't really matter."

"Why?" Wang Zixuan was a little confused. He suddenly understood why so many people hated Dadui's Riddler. It was so annoying.

"Just watch how he does it. When he does it, he doesn't choose one or the other, but he does both.

Therefore, after I say that you are like a human being, you don’t have to worry about choosing one or the other.

Are you a human being? Or is it considered a former god?

You can be both.

And the fact that you are Wang Zixuan is the only one. "

Wang Zixuan is indeed a little confused about his position. When he doesn't think about it, he can lie down happily, but when he really starts to think about it, he will start to feel confused.

Now looking at the actions of the Sun Destroying Demon and Yu Ziqing's words, Wang Zixuan nodded heavily. He stood up and bowed to Yu Ziqing.

"Thanks for the advice."

"This is not guidance. I am just enlightening you, because what I said is not to comfort you. It is indeed a fact."

Wang Zixuan laughed, picked up the wine pot, and poured a glass for Yu Ziqing. He raised the glass to toast and drank it all in one gulp.

"Thanks anyway."

The two of them said nothing more, just like everyone else, sitting by the window and watching the beheading.

It has to be said that the executioners of Jiachen City are really high-level. Even if the person being tortured is a physical practitioner, with the blessing of the magic sword, he can decapitate him with one blow and the blade will be smooth, killing him instantly.

And when the knife slashed through it, there was no blood spraying in the scar as big as the mouth of a bowl. The execution platform was clean and had a unique beauty that satisfied obsessive-compulsive disorder.

After today's beheadings were over, people began to go shopping, go shopping in stores, and set up stalls in a specially set aside area.

Wang Zixuan looked away from the outside and looked at Yu Ziqing with a serious look on his face.

"Can you find me a responsibility in the future?"

"Huh?" Yu Ziqing was a little surprised.

"You're right. No matter what I think, I probably can't figure out the result. I don't understand it anymore. If I do it, I might realize it myself."

"Do you also want to have a job like the Sun Destroyer?"

"right."

Yu Ziqing almost laughed out loud, and there were people who came to work.

Yu Ziqing is an easy-going person, and if someone comes to ask for help, of course he has to help.

"Okay, of course there is no problem with the arrangement. I can still speak a few words in Dadui.

But what do you want? "

"What else can I ask for?" Wang Zixuan was a little shocked.

"That's definitely not possible, but if there is a suitable vacancy, you will definitely be given priority."

"That's fine, I just need to find a job."

"Okay, I'll look back."

This needs to be carefully considered.

Yu Ziqing didn't know if there was such a thing as Wang Zixuan in the past. He could ask someone later.

But at least in his current knowledge, Wang Zixuan is indeed the first one, who can be regarded as both a human and a god.

In the past, Yu Ziqing did not regard Wang Zixuan as a human being, but now the change in his heart made Yu Ziqing treat him as a human being.

"I have a room at this inn. You may be staying here recently. You didn't book it in advance, and you can't book it now."

Yu Ziqing left Wang Zixuan behind, stepped out, and disappeared in an instant.

Returning to the palace city, Yu Ziqing took out the long bridge occupied by Xiao Heizi and pondered for a long time.

He threw the long bridge towards the Taoist court.