C11 Doll

Coincidentally, in the midst of the thunder and lightning, his words were unclear, as well as my hearing. This is also the reason why I was unable to find him.

I, Liu Yue Zu, actually didn't even know my own father's name.

He reached out and took the Heavenly Crying from my bosom. In the rain, he moved extremely slowly, waving the Heavenly Crying in his hand.

One move, one move.

He seemed to be trying to teach me something.

This isn't the first time I've seen these moves. On the contrary, these moves have long been imprinted in my mind, and every time I come back to my dreams at midnight, I would always hug the Heavenly Crying in my arms, and curl up in the corner of the bed while sweating like it was raining.

That's because I was shocked awake by the moves he demonstrated. In my dream, his slow moves turned into a rain of blood that rained down from the sky, covering the mountains of corpses.

After he finished using the last move, he threw the Heavenly Crying back to me, squatted down and patted my shoulder, and sighed: "If you can't destroy the aggro, then you better practice these moves."

He left, just as he had come, without a trace of duckweed, making it hard to find, but he left the next sentence.

"The mountains of corpses have been destroyed, and the Heavenly Crying is heartless."

I didn't understand the prophecy he'd spoken when he left, but I knew that my memory was in an endless cycle.

Once again, I was woken up by my mother. Once again, I was held by her hand. Once again, I saw him in the rain. I …

Time and time again, time and again … Until...

"Don't you want revenge?"

Just when my memory was being stirred up like pieces of paper, spinning in my mind, at that moment, I really wanted to give up, I really wanted to fall asleep, but his voice resounded in my heart.

"Don't you want to kill me?"

His figure gradually cleared up in my mind. In the end, I was actually unable to differentiate whether he was real or fake.

He raised his hand towards his own chest and sneered at me. "Use that Heavenly Crying to stab in. Stab …"

"Ah …" I hate it. "

I suddenly let out a furious bellow. My entire body was stretched out like an incomplete crescent moon.

When I regained my consciousness, I discovered that I was actually suspended in midair. Luckily, the Heavenly Crying was still in my hands.

I finally saw what the shades were.

They were six puppets that were about a person's height and wore brown robes. Each puppet's face was a different color, red, yellow, blue, green, black, and white, corresponding to the six different colored flames in the cave.

This... Was this an ancient formation that had been lost for a thousand years, the "Six Perception Maze"?

I sat up, not worried at all that I would fall from the sky. Looking at the red and yellow faces that I had once seen in the cave, I was silent for a moment before saying, "In the year 68 AD, Yongping sought justice. The Buddhist Sect stepped into the Middle Earth.

I sighed and said to myself once more, "At this time, Zhang Daoling was also creating a Heavenly Dao Master in the Dragon Lake Mountain of Jiangxi Province. The Daoist Sect and Buddhist Sect were also rising from the Central Plains."

"If I'm not wrong, you all should correspond to six paths — Sky, Earth, Human, Hungry Ghost, Asura, and Animal."

Even though I knew it was an answer to myself, I was still excited. I said to myself, "Since you are puppets and have lived here for two thousand years, you should be decaying and turning into ashes. How can you operate the heavenly law like this?"

"Who can tell me the secret?"

I threw the Heavenly Crying in my hand towards the yellow-faced puppet. Like a fish, I charged towards the six shadows that were charging towards me.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

It was unknown what material the golem was made of, but when the Heavenly Crying slashed at it, sparks flew.

The Heavenly Crying that was usually invincible was actually unable to harm the golem even a little.

I pushed my toes against the empty air beneath my feet and flew backward like a kite, retreating from the circle of battle surrounding the Six Dollars.

In that brief exchange of blows, the six puppets had managed to push me to the middle of a sandalwood acupoint on my chest, to the jump acupoints on the curved hind legs, and to the left side of my dantian.

I half knelt on the ground and wiped the blood off the corner of my lips with the back of my hand. I bitterly smiled and said to myself, "It seems that I can only use what he taught me."

Ever since my mother had gone, I had always held in disdain what he had taught me at the grave. I had never wanted to learn or use what he had taught me.

But this time, after falling into the six senses maze realm, my attitude changed greatly, because I thought of an even more satisfying method of retaliation, and that was to use the same method as he said.

An unprecedented fighting spirit burst out from my eyes. This was different from the muddled and muddled attitude I showed during the past eighteen years. This is because I actually had a monstrous killing intent in my heart right now.

I slowly stood up from the ground. Just like him, I started off with a perfectly round, incomplete form. The mysteries of the heaven and earth were all in my hands.

The six puppets seemed to recognize my technique and were no longer as contemptuous as before. They looked at each other and cautiously approached me.

My body is like a bow that has left the bowstring. I am a Heavenly Crying that is about to pierce the throat of the blue golem.

"Clang!"

Just as I expected, the Heavenly Crying was unable to pierce the golem's throat, but the attack from the yellow puppet behind us had already arrived.

With my left leg facing the ground, I spun around several times like a top, and the Heavenly Crying in my hand turned into a scarlet line. The Heavenly Crying turned around and slashed at the yellow doll behind me.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

I focused on the golem's weak points, such as the bend of the hand, the curve of the throat, the bend of the legs, and so on. It was a pity that my opponent was a golem made of some unknown material.

Saner, who was stuck on top of the coffin, seemed to have escaped the control of the golem, but seeing him opening his mouth so wide in shock, he seemed to have never thought that I, who was always with him, would actually be so good, when I saw his dull expression, I thought it was funny, if it wasn't for the circumstances, I would have definitely patted him on the shoulder, and said intimately: "Learn?"

However, he would definitely nod his head like a chick pecking rice, "Learn."

In the end, I pointed to the only shop with Chenjia Tun and said to him: "Go, make an appointment with Sun Ergou. I'll teach you then."

(Note: Sun Er is the boss of Chenjia Tun Small Store. She is eight feet tall and weighs around two hundred yuan. It is said that she can eat rice and drink a thousand cups of wine at a time.

What a beautiful past! If we hadn't entered this tomb, then we would still be that carefree dick who didn't know what day tomorrow would be.

However, was there really such a thing?

I couldn't even lift my arms anymore. The powerful offensive was long gone, replacing it was when the golem ravaged me. The move he taught me was my final trump card, but in the end I couldn't win, and couldn't bring Saner home.

I smiled desolately at Saner. This might be my last time apologizing to brother.

Another blow to my face!

Blood dyed my clothes red and dyed the empty sky red as well …

"Brother!"