The Legend of Evil

Nine heads hold up the sky and Gongbei Chen, and the scales shine on the stars and carve the moon wheel. He once swallowed Gonggong's Cangming River, and even fought for Suihuang's red fire god. The shaman offers incense and fire, and the totem protects all souls. Once the mountains and seas collapse, the undercurrents of the waves continue in the dusk and morning. Immortals and ghosts are frightened when the nine crows fall to the ground, and they lose their souls when they stretch their bows. The inkman's pen, knife, and tortoise shell are broken, and evil evil has been heard in the world. The red copper turns into blue and is dark, which is the ancient pattern of protecting the tripod. The temple is smoky and cold, and the spiders are crowned with crowns. Who can argue with the remaining ashes of the sacrificial traces? The clouds of the Tianhe River surge into the deep dark pool, still wrapped around the broken halberd waiting for the destined one.