The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

is a dream.

Ta Xianjun opened his eyes and found himself standing in a vast wilderness, the clouds were scarlet, low and within reach.There are lush reeds growing all around, floating and sinking, the voices of people echoing in the reeds, some people are laughing, some people are crying, those voices are very soft, like the touch of water when gauze is brushed over the fingertips.

He walked forward, startling the deep blue fireflies in the depths of the reed flowers, and then he saw a magnificent and peaceful river, which was more magnificent than any big river he had seen before, but the flow speed was extremely slow.

A few flat boats floated far away on the river, and the voice of the ferryman floated from afar: "I fell into the abyss of thunder, and my limbs were crushed into mud. My head fell into the sky, and my eyes were dried and ground into dust. Eat my heart." , the red ants are brilliant. Pecking at my belly, the vultures are vast... Only the soul comes and returns... Only the soul comes and returns..."

Only the soul comes and goes, yesterday is like flowing water.

He seems to have been here, when?

Ta Xianjun looked around, everything in front of him was so familiar, but after thinking about it carefully, his mind was empty again.

"Hey you."

Suddenly someone spoke behind him.

He turned around suddenly, but saw nothing but Liuying.

The voice was very hazy and unreal: "Go forward, and I will be right in front."

Although it was annoying to be instructed to do things, he still couldn't hold back his curiosity, and walked into the depths of the reed flowers where the fireflies were dancing with a calm face.

Soon, he saw a dilapidated mill, with broken wood and broken tiles lying crookedly in a small yard overgrown with weeds, and in the very center of the yard, a man sat on the dark graphite, with his back to him. himself, looking at the sky.

"who are you?"

Hearing his voice, the man didn't turn his head back immediately, but sighed: "Maybe I'm the one to leave."

"Go? Where are you going?" Without waiting for the man to answer, he asked a little irritablely, "Where is this place?"

"The other side of the soul." The man said, "Have you seen that river? Get on the bamboo raft and follow the waves all the way, and you will go to the underworld."

"..."

"You have to wait seven or eight years for reincarnation, and when you enter the door, there will be a guard with guts flowing out of it to measure your life's merits and demerits. Those who have committed serious crimes will be escorted directly to the eighteenth floor of hell." Speaking of these after-death events, the man's tone was still gentle and gentle , seems to be revisiting some old things.

"The first floor is called Nanke Township. There is a poor scholar who sells paintings, but he should not be poor now. I burned a lot of paper money for him later. There is also an old man who sells wontons. If you go inside, you will meet To a palace, it was built by the fourth prince of the ghost world, by the way, there is also a Shunfeng Tower..."

"It's a mess." Ta Xianjun interrupted him impatiently, "What do you want to say?"

The man was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Ta Xianjun, are you afraid of death?"

Ta Xianjun sneered: "There is nothing to be afraid of."

"I used to think so too." The man said, "So, I chose to commit suicide by taking poison. I used to think that I have nothing to ask for in this world, and I am not afraid of death."

After a pause, the man lowered his head.

"But I don't want to leave now. He is still alive, and I can't let him go."

After saying this, the man lightly jumped off the graphite, and circled from the dark shadows to the clear moonlight.The wind from the other side of the Soul River blew, and for a while it was misty, and the fireflies gathered and scattered.

Ta Xianjun's expression changed slightly: "...is that you?"

Mo Ran walked towards him, the heart was empty, it was a black hole leaking air, his brows and eyes were bright, the bridge of the nose was high, and Zhou Zheng's face looked so heroic.He is almost the same as Ta Xianjun when he saw it for the first time in Jiaoshan, but at this moment he looks much calmer, and he no longer has the daze and fear at that time.

"How do you..."

"As you can see, I am not alive."

"..."

"But I don't know why, I don't seem to be the same as other people. The first seven have passed, but there is no black and white impermanence to ask me to go to the underworld. I have been wandering here."

Ta Xianjun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You don't have to be nervous. My spiritual core is in your body, so I can't live anymore." Mo Ran turned his gaze to the mighty Soul River, and said softly, "But I don't want to go...I want to go back."

Hearing what he said, Ta Xianjun was startled at first, then raised his hand to caress his chest. After a few moments of silence, he suddenly twisted a slightly hideous smile: "Is your spirit core here? That is to say ...Hua Binan succeeded? He did it, and I will be able to come and go freely soon, and I can—”

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Ran.

Mo Ran turned his head and looked at him lightly: "Do you know who Hua Binan is?"

"..."

He walked towards Taxianjun, got closer, raised his white-lighted fingers, and gently tapped between Taxianjun's eyebrows.

"Actually, it's useless to tell you. He has tampered with you here, and he will get rid of many things that are not conducive to him manipulating you. However, since you still have a wisp of consciousness, you should remember some Come on... don't be so ignorant and manipulated."

I don't know why, the moment Mo Ran touched him, Ta Xianjun suddenly felt severe pain in his skull, and it seemed that there were scattered fragments passing by at a very fast speed.

"what are you doing?!"

Mo Ran didn't answer, just holding his face, very quiet, and looked at him with some sadness: "If you can know the truth of everything, that would be great."

"you……"

"Even if I go this way, I can go with some peace of mind."

Stepping Xianjun gritted his teeth and said: "What the truth?! What a mess! Let me go!" As he spoke, he was furiously trying to break free from the trap of Mo Ran, but his strength seemed to be squandered on the cotton wool On the ground, the mantra and legs and feet passed through the translucent body of the person in front of him.

Mo Ran closed his eyes and sighed softly: "You know what? I really want you to see my experience since my rebirth, and I really want you to get all my memories."

"Perhaps because my obsession is too deep, my soul is not taken away, and I can see you here."

He said, leaning forward, his forehead pressed against Ta Xianjun's forehead.

"Turn back." He murmured softly, "Let yourself go."

Hearing this sentence was too similar to the words of the previous life Chu Wanning before his death, Ta Xianjun was shocked, but before his fury had time to vent, a bloody scene flashed in front of his eyes.

He saw the ghost world sky crack again.

During the catastrophe that changed his life, everyone was overwhelmed with crying and shouting.

Stepping Xianjun floated like a kite, wandering in mid-air, with crying crowds under his feet, stinky blood and severed limbs.He looked around, where is the teacher?Where is the teacher...

He couldn't find it, he couldn't find it, his heart was on fire, he was furious—suddenly, he stopped.

In the smoke, there is a familiar figure moving.Ta Xianjun flew over, and he was surprised to see that it was himself in his youth.Unconscious and dying.

What's going on here?

As if answering him, Ta Xianjun saw that the picture changed, someone carried his broken body on his back, and crawled with difficulty in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

who is it?

Those bloody hands... whose are they.

Who was that person who couldn't move anymore, but still refused to let go, holding him tightly?

Ta Xianjun flew low, he circled around those two people, he stared at the blood-soaked man whose face was hard to distinguish--finally, he saw clearly, but it was as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt.

"Chu Wanning...?"

How is it possible... How is it possible!

Someone seemed to be howling in anger, although the voice was far away, but the anger of that person was like a bayonet piercing into the heart.Roaring: "The long-ranked blood is not exhausted, that is the way for him to take you home!"

"Watching the enchantment is twin, no matter how hurt you are, he is the same."

"How can you say that he won't save you... How can you say that he won't save you..."

Cold all over.

Ta Xianjun suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red, he stared at Mo Weiyu in front of him, gritted his teeth and said: "What are you showing me?! So...absurd!"

He was furious, but the eyes he met made him startled suddenly.

Mo Ran stared at him, and those dark and quiet eyes were moist: "I have tried my best to give you all my memories."

"Who wants to see what happened between you and him?! Who wants to know what has happened since you were reborn! You lived in an ignoble manner, and you failed your teacher... You are completely different from me!" Advocate? Get out!"

The rage flames that countless people are frightened by, can't stir up any waves in Mo Ran's eyes.

Mo Ran looked at him, his eyes were even pitiful, he stood in front of Ta Xianjun, and from the corner of his robe, a cluster of golden flames suddenly ignited, his nothingness body melted little by little in this flame, Turn into a little bit of firefly.

"Actually, you don't need to tell me, I should go too."

"I use the power of my soul to give you all the memories. This way is against the sky, and I don't know what will happen to me in the end." Speaking of this, Mo Ran paused and smiled, " Maybe it will be tolerated by the six realms of reincarnation, or it may be directly sentenced to the endless hell."

"..."

"I thought about the best possibility." Mo Ran said, "Maybe my soul can fuse into your body with the spirit core."

Ta Xianjun didn't care about what he said before, but when he heard this, he suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Don't even think about it!"

Mo Ran looked at him with a half-smile: "Are you afraid?"

"What's so terrible about this seat?" Ta Xianjun was greatly offended, and narrowed his eyes, "But this body belongs to this seat, you don't want to occupy the magpie's nest!"

Mo Ran sighed: "You just don't want to accept some facts."

"..."

"You don't want to accept some truth that I have confessed and you are blind to."

"you shut up!"

Mo Ran looked at him calmly, and the phantom disappeared faster and faster, spreading to the waist and chest in an instant... Before disappearing, he raised his hand and tried to touch Ta Xianjun's hair.But Stepping Xianjun seemed to be provoked by some poisonous substance, and took a step back in disgust.

Seeing him like this, Mo Ran just smiled, but the little golden light in his body was like a moth chasing the fire, and suddenly rushed to Ta Xianjun's chest - but Ta Xianjun felt a familiar force in his body recovering, that The power is so blazing and fiery, like a molten stream under a rock.

This power made him very affectionate, but extremely disgusting.

"You don't want to fuse your soul with this seat..."

"No one wants to leave, and I will try my best to try one last time."

Stepping Xianjun tends to be furious: "Get out of here!"

But Mo Ran just stared at him: "I'm sorry. In the end, I still have to compete with you for this body."

"..."

"If only your nature could be restored."

"Be Mo Weiyu." The golden flame quickly burned to his fingertips, and then engulfed that young and handsome face, "Don't be Ta Xianjun."

The voice fell.

ashes...

At the same time, the secret room of Tianyin Pavilion was instantly illuminated by a dazzling golden light, as bright as day, which made Shi Mo unable to open his eyes for a while.He suddenly raised the sleeve of his robe to cover his face, and after a long time, the strong light slowly went out.

The teacher has never encountered such a situation before, suddenly waved his sleeves, looked into the ice coffin with a pale face——

Suddenly, he met a pair of black to purple eyes.

Ta Xianjun slowly sat up from the coffin, his face was icy white, and his lips had not yet returned to blood.He seemed to be carved from cold jade, condensed from a secluded spring, even the black embroidered gold silk robe was dripping with cold mist, and the light shining on him seemed to be frozen.

Ta Xianjun raised his hand, his slender and pale fingertips rested on the edge of the coffin, then he turned his eyes, and his eyes fell on Shi Mei.

"..."

Rao knew that he was his master, but under such cold gaze, Shi Mo still involuntarily stepped back half a step.

"You..." The Adam's apple was throbbing, Shi Mo forced himself to calm down, "Finally woke up."

Ta Xianjun didn't answer, his face was extremely sinister, even more unpredictable than before.

He was panting, his back was drenched in cold sweat, and the last smile of Grandmaster Mo was still shaking in front of his eyes—he closed his eyes, trying to sense whether there were any unnecessary three souls and six souls in his body, but it was obviously not based on feeling. can get the answer.

Shi Mo stood next to him, seeing that his expression was different, he quickly stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, and silently recited the mantra in his mouth to calm the restlessness in Ta Xianjun's heart.

"How?" After reciting the Zhenling Mantra for a round, Shi Mo stared at his face and asked.

Ta Xianjun did not answer immediately, after a long time, he raised his hand and moved his five fingers, the well-trimmed nails were like frozen ice, impermeable to blood.

He rose from the coffin.

"I seem to have had a very long dream..." Ta Xianjun said the first sentence in a hoarse voice.

The teacher's eyes are very vigilant: "It's all fake."

The emperor's black robe was like clouds, and the golden threads were like water. He stepped out of the coffin with a gloomy expression: "I think so."

He stared at Shi Mei, and Shi Mei also stared at him.After a long while, the teacher whispered tentatively: "Do you still remember who you are?"

"..."

A little silence.

The cold and handsome man seemed to chuckle, and his thin lips opened and closed: "Why don't you remember. Stepping on the emperor, the ink burns and the ink rains lightly."

He froze for a moment, lowered his eyelids, and gave a lazy salute to the teacher who was stretched to the extreme: "I am willing to work for the master."

There seemed to be a flash of ecstasy in Shi Mo's eyes, but he still didn't dare to relax. He took out a spar from Qiankun's bag.That thing shone with green light and looked strange. It was the strongest spar used to test monks' spiritual power.

His Adam's apple was throbbing, and with some kind of eager anticipation, he walked over and handed the spar to Ta Xianjun.

"Can you light it up?"

"..." Ta Xianjun rolled his eyes, glanced at the stone coldly, and said slowly, "What's so difficult about this." As soon as the words fell, his fingers were already clenched, and the meridian in his hand was violent.

In just an instant, the most powerful spiritual flow in the world poured into it, and the spar shone brightly, not to mention, there were even slight cracks on the surface.

The teacher held his breath, his eyes fixed on the stone, and he didn't move for a moment.

Suddenly there was a crisp sound of "pop", and the green and green stone burst into pieces between Ta Xianjun's pale and narrow fingers, and then was blown away by the fierce spiritual power——

Into ashes! !

"What is this?" Ta Xianjun casually picked up a pinch of powder between his fingers, and sneered, "It's not a joke."

The teacher suddenly let go, and he took a few steps back, almost sitting on the stone bench beside him.

This... is the strongest combat power in the world... At this moment, is it finally in his possession again?

Shi Mei couldn't hold back, his trembling changed from subtle to severe, and the gloomy light in the stone room reflected his magnificent face. Is it ecstasy?Or relieved?The light fluctuated, and the light was not so clear, even treacherous.

After a long time, Shi Mo buried his face in his hands and murmured in a low voice: "Mother, have you seen it? I did it."

He suddenly seemed a little crazy, got up suddenly, turned towards the empty walls, towards the stone room where there was no third person except him and Ta Xianjun, and shouted almost hoarsely: "Have you seen it? It's almost here!" ! Have you all seen it?"

No one responded to him, he laughed out loud in this empty secret room, and tears fell down his cheeks as he laughed—it was a drop of golden tears.

It is exactly the same as the former sphenoid beauty Xi Song Qiutong.