The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

understand?

What else is not clear, Shi Mingjing has concealed his true identity from the top of death and life from the very beginning.For so many years, he has been avoiding talking about his biological parents. Even if he mentions it occasionally, his eyes show sadness in just a few words, making it unbearable to continue to question him.

There are always loopholes in lies, too many words will lead to mistakes, this kind of simple truth will not be understood by teachers who are ignorant.

Looking back at this time, Shi Mei has never shed a single tear no matter how wronged or traumatized he has been since he was a child...

"Come up, I will take you to the end of the road of martyrdom."

The carriage belongs to the demon clan. The whole body is cast in gold, and the statues of the demon realm are inlaid with silver water. There are two statues carved at the junction of the shafts. On the left is a man with long beards. His eyes are wide open and he is holding a torch. What kind of enmity is there? This person described it as extremely ugly and disgusting.On the right is a plump woman with lowered eyebrows and narrowed eyes, holding a stick. This one is a little better, and ugly is ugly, but it is still within the tolerable range.

The most uncomfortable thing is that in front of the five magic horses pulling the cart, there are five things suspended with spiritual power, which are limbs and a bloody head-these are fake and woodcut, but Chu Wan Ning had seen the fake Gou Chen's face at the bottom of Jincheng Pool, so he easily recognized that it was actually Gou Chen Shanggong's face.

"All the chariots and horses in the devil world have always been like this." Ta Xianjun glanced at the slender head, "It has been like this for thousands of years."

Sitting in the compartment, the little bell on the magic horse's bridle was lying down in a comfortable posture, and said, "You should have guessed who those two little figures on the shaft are. "

"...It's Fuxi and Nuwa."

"That's right." He smiled, "Old Mozun hates the God Realm to death, and wishes that Shishen would pull the chariot for him for the rest of his life."

"...How did Shen Nong survive?"

"I haven't heard Hua Binan talk about this before. However, it is rumored that Shennong is gentle and generous, and he doesn't like to care about the fights and killings on weekdays, and his relationship with Fuxi and Nuwa is not very close. Thinking about the battle between gods and demons back then , that old slicker probably didn't get involved much."

Chu Wanning stopped talking and turned to look at the red road of martyrdom outside the window.

The magic horse traveled extremely fast, and it took them about a cup of tea to carry them to the end of the bloody long bridge.

After getting out of the carriage, there is a bridge made of white bones under your feet, and a boundless sea of ​​clouds in front of you, and the gate of the demon world is hundreds of circles larger than it looks on the top of death and life, and you can already see the whole picture and the details very clear.It is so huge, as if it is connected to the universe above, and there is no land below, splashing the flames of the demon realm in the rainy night.A mortal standing in front of it is like a mayfly to a giant tree, and corn to the sea.

Chu Wanning looked at this giant gate to the sky, and there were exquisite relief carvings all over the eyes, carving scenes of the five realms, among which the devil realm was at the top, ghosts, demons, and humans were second, and the god realm was at the bottom.These reliefs are magnificent, but there is an indescribable strangeness in them.

"Do you think it's strange?" Ta Xianjun walked to him and looked at the giant door side by side with him. "When I saw it for the first time, I also felt that something was wrong."

"..."

"It took me half an hour to see the problem before I saw it."

But he obviously didn't intend to spend any more time making Chu Wanning stare at it for half an hour, so he said: "All the reliefs on this door and the stone gate are not made of the same material, but were melted and cast later. They are fairy bones."

Chu Wanning looked back suddenly.

The demeanor of Stepping Xianjun became more and more uncertain under the reflection of the demon fire: "During the prehistoric battle between gods and demons, the demon king skinned and removed all the captive gods, made them into reliefs, and embedded them on all the gates to and from the demon world."

The strong wind blew his clothes fluttering.

"From now on, all the creatures who go to the demon world will see how many gods have been captured by the demons. It also shows that the demons behind the gate will never communicate with the gods forever."

After watching this shocking vision for a while, Ta Xianjun said: "It's almost there, now that you know what we are going to do, do you still have so many grievances?"

"...The people who killed the two lives are just to pave this way home." Chu Wanning raised his eyes, even though he knew that Ta Xianjun was just a puppet controlled by others, he still couldn't help his teeth cold, "No Resentment, do you still want me to say, did you do well?"

Ta Xianjun was about to answer, when he suddenly heard a commotion behind him.

They turned their heads and saw Mu Yanli leading thousands of people from Haohao Tangtang to the mountain from the summit of death and life. She didn't expect these two people to be here, she was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes fell directly on Chu Wan on Ning.

"Why did you bring him here." She stared at Chu Wanning, but said to Ta Xianjun, "I'm not afraid of getting into trouble."

Ta Xianjun said coldly: "With just one look from him, I know what he wants to do next. Don't bother you."

"This place is an important place for the Sphenoid Bone Clan to return home, do you know—"

He didn't want to listen to her waste of words at all, so he interrupted directly: "Then, among you bunch of trash, who can fight with him?"

Mu Yanli choked.

"With him beside me, it is more difficult to escape than in a cage covered with ten curses. I kindly brought him to share your worries. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"you--!"

"What?" Ta Xianjun raised his thin eyelids, his eyes were extremely cold, "If you are not convinced, I will send him back immediately, and leave him alone. You find a way to watch him. Don't accidentally let him approach again Hua Binan took Hua Binan's life easily."

Mu Yanli was blocked by him and couldn't speak for a moment, but after a long time, he changed the topic, and said angrily: "... Let's forget about this matter. I got some chess pieces, let's fill them in. In addition, Ah Nan has detained some people from the present world, and they are all imprisoned at the peak of death and life. After you clear up the things in front of you, go back and make some new chess pieces."

After she finished speaking, she left with a flick of her sleeves, and Ta Xianjun glanced at Chu Wanning, showing his white teeth, and poured a pool of pears deep.

"You are really lucky. A batch of materials have arrived. Do you want to see how this bridge is built?"

The situation where living people sacrificed to form a pontoon bridge was too terrifying. After returning that day, Chu Wanning had a nightmare.

In the dream, Stepping Xianjun stood at the end of the road of martyrdom, stepping on the fragmented bones, heart, liver, spleen, stomach and intestines, every organ and every piece of meat had bright red mouths, wailing mournfully.

"I don't want to die..."

"Give me my life... give me my life..."

He saw half of Xue Meng's face in these corpse fragments, saw Xue Zhengyi's eyes, Mrs. Wang's body, and the hands with fine moles.

He ran towards them as hard as he could, shouting: "Xue Meng! Your lord! Husband——"

The voice stopped.

He saw the sky full of blood, and Mo Ran slowly turned his head, still in the old student uniform, his eyes were gentle and sad, and he said: "Master, save me..."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to be like this...help me..."

Waking up suddenly, he was panting, with cold sweat on his cheeks and vest, he wanted to get up, but his wrist was bound by the forbidden spell of Lord Ta Xianjun, and he couldn't move.

The room was very quiet, he was the only one, and the hourglass was dripping slowly, like the tears of the dead gathered into a stream.

"come..."

During this period of time, he has been exhausted, thin and lonely.At this moment, he was sitting on the bed, he was so thin, and the thick quilt barely rose or fell on him.

The memories of the past life, the misses of this life, the sea of ​​corpses piled up, the hopeless future.

The piles of piles weighed on his shoulders, crushing the iron bones into ashes.

Chu Wanning's eyes were empty, he was stunned, and slowly recovered from the nightmare, but the reality was not much better than the nightmare, so his expression seemed particularly broken.

"come..."

Liu Gong staggered in, much older than Chu Wanning remembered.

After all, this world is too far away from the year when he died in his previous life.

"Grandmaster, are you having a nightmare?"

The old servant can see his heart at a glance, Chu Wanning nodded wearily.

"Let me go and make you a pot of ginger tea..."

"No need." Chu Wanning raised his slightly moist eyes and looked at him in the dark, "Where is the ink burning? Still on the road to martyrdom?"

"..."

"How many more did he kill?"

Mr. Liu was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Grandmaster, don't ask."

The hourglass is dripping for a long time, and the wind and rain are bleak outside.

"I don't know how to practice magic. But I also know that on the day when the gate of life and death is completely opened, everything will be irreversible. These masters actually understand it in their hearts."

Chu Wanning's lips moved slightly, and after a while, he closed his eyes suddenly, holding the fiery spell chain on his wrist with his fingers - since his attempted assassination, Ta Xianjun has been wary of him.When he has nothing to do, Ta Xianjun will stare at him personally, and when he goes outside to pave the way for the return of the demons, Chu Wanning will be locked in Wushan Temple.

"Grandmaster... Forget it, you have done enough in two lifetimes." Liu Gong's voice was old, like an autumn leaf that was about to fall, "Look at the last few days like everyone else."

"It's all over, there's no other way."

"Have a good time, don't torture yourself anymore..."

Liu Gong later brought a bowl of ginger tea and watched Chu Wanning drink it.The old man used to be cautious in his words and deeds, knowing what to say and what not to say, which is why he was able to stay with Ta Xianjun for so long.

But on this rainy night, he looked at Chu Wanning who was forced into a desperate situation and was extremely haggard. He looked at Chu Wanning's cheeks, which were even whiter than porcelain. He looked at the bleak and rainy night outside, and suddenly felt a little Complicated feelings.

Mr. Liu didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only murmur: "Drink more, at least this bowl has to be finished....Ginger tea is known to drive away the cold, and they all say that nightmares are caused by the body cold, drink it before going to sleep , will not have nightmares."

After a while, he murmured in a daze, "My son used to have nightmares too, give him some drinks, and he will sleep peacefully..."

But this murmur was too light, and Chu Wanning didn't hear it.

The old servant waited on him and finished his tea, then he went out slowly with a tray, and he wiped the corners of his eyes before stepping out of the room.The old man's heart is soft, but he can't do anything, so his back looks even more stooped.

He disappeared at the end of the corridor.

In fact, Mr. Liu was right.To stop the teacher, it is the best time before the door of life and death opens in time and space. If you miss it, it will be almost impossible to restore the situation.

Chu WanNing sat in the unmanned Wushan Temple. He knew that he still lost to Shi Mei in the end. It was too late to discover the truth in his previous life. His sacrifice and planning only delayed the catastrophe for about ten years.

In the end everything came back to square one.

He tried his best, but nothing came of it.

It is recorded in more than one book that the time and space are broken, and the punishment of heaven must come. In fact, even if the punishment of heaven does not come, the two worlds are already in chaos.This is the last years, and many people know it in their hearts, but Ta Xianjun's spiritual consciousness is incomplete, so he is not worried, and he lives very freely.

He came back this day with a pot of Lihuabai.

While filling the wine glasses in front of the two of them, he said to Chu Wanning: "The road to martyrdom has almost been paved."

"..."

"After helping Hua Binan finish this job, I will be free." He took a sip of the pear flower white that he hadn't tasted for a long time, and then laughed, "Well, it's still the same taste."

After finishing speaking, he looked up at Chu Wanning again: "When they return to the Demon Realm, do you want to stay with me in this world of mortals, or cross the gate of life and death, and let me go back to the previous world with you?"

Chu Wanning glanced at him and asked, "Where is the teacher?"

"division……"

He froze for a moment, then his black eyebrows slowly frowned, his expression was a little dazed and painful, he put down the wine cup, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

Chu Wanning watched his every move, and thought that Hua Binan really confused his thinking. For Ta Xianjun, the matter of "teacher's ignorance" does not make sense now, so he has no way to understand it deeply. Think about it.

In the end, Ta Xianjun only felt a splitting headache, he suddenly dropped the cup, and in the candlelight, he stared at the man in front of him with those sleepy reddish eyes.

"I do not know."

He closed his eyes and pulled Chu Wanning to stand up. He was still sitting in the same place. After a while, his forehead was against Chu Wanning's waist, and he sniffed the fragrance of crabapple flowers in his nose.

"Don't ask me again."

In the days that followed, Ta Xianjun's demeanor was almost exactly the same as in the previous life, and even worsened.

This body that shouldn't have feelings seems to be afraid that Chu Wanning will disappear or die again, so he exhausted his strongest spells to trap him.During the daytime, stepping on Xianjun to refine Zhenlong chess pieces and laying the road to martyrdom, and when he comes back at night, he will be entangled with him endlessly.It seems that only the most intense sex can soothe the restlessness in his heart, and it seems that only by going deep into the warmth of Chu Wanning can he confirm that all this is not a dream.

"Wan Ning..."

In the dead of night, the man sleeping beside him murmured.

"Take care of me..."

He knew it was impossible, but at this time, he still felt that the person he was entangled with had a soul.The heartbeat under the chest was heavy and powerful, and the eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as those of the dead youth.

When calling "Wan Ning" hoarsely, there was even something similar to love in Ta Xianjun's voice.