The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The Town God's Temple is at the edge of Chu Xun's mana. The steps of the Town God's Temple can still be protected by the barrier, but the temple itself can no longer be covered by the barrier.

Inside the temple, the lights were dim.

More than a dozen ghosts who have rebuilt their physical bodies are separated on both sides. A woman in red is bound, her back is facing the crowd, and she is looking up at the statue enshrined on the table.

Beside her, Xiaoman stood with downcast eyes, holding a young child under his hands.

Chu Xun lost his voice, "Lan'er!"

This child is none other than Chu Xun's son Chu Lan.Mo Ran's heart tightened, and the taste of the half of the flower cake seemed to be still between his lips and teeth. Seeing that the little boy was restrained, he wanted to go forward, but was stopped by Chu Wanning.

"do not go."

"why!"

Chu Wanning glanced at him and said softly: "They are all people who died 200 years ago. Now that this illusion has become reality, I'm afraid you will be hurt."

"..." Mo Ran remembered that it was true, no matter what he did, the dead were dead, and nothing could be changed.

The little prince was crying outside the barrier, shouting indistinctly: "Daddy! Daddy save me! Daddy save Lan'er!"

Chu Xun's lips trembled slightly, and he sternly said to Xiao Man, "What are you doing? I never treated you badly, let him go!"

Xiao Man ignored it, and kept his face down, as if he hadn't heard anything, but he could see the hesitation in Chu Lan's hands that were holding onto him. There was a mole on his left hand, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and he couldn't help trembling.

At this time, the city residents who had gathered for refuge in the prefect's mansion also came after them one after another. When they saw the scene inside the temple, they couldn't help being surprised and angry, and whispered:

"That's the young master's son..."

"how so……"

Xiaoman raised the knife in his hand and loosened the rope of the woman in red. The woman came back to her senses and turned her head slowly. She was extremely beautiful, as clear as a flower, with a handsome neck, but her face was as pale as paper, but her lips were as bright as red. Xue, smiling at Chu Xun, is more creepy than charming.

The ethereal candlelight illuminated her Gu Panshengqing face, and at the moment when she saw her face clearly, both Chu Xun and the older people in the crowd behind them all froze.

There was a tinge of sadness in that woman's smile, and she said softly, "Husband."

Ink burning: "!!"

Chu Wanning: "..."

This woman is none other than Chu Xun's late wife!

Mrs. Chu's eyes fluttered, and she wanted to take her son from Xiaoman's hand.Xiaoman refused at first, but Mrs. Chu, as a ghost, was much stronger than him after breaking free, so she snatched the child away with a little force.It's a pity that she contracted the plague and died before the child was full moon, so the little son had never seen his mother, and he was still crying for a while, calling for Daddy, asking Chu Xun to save him.

"Good boy, don't cry, mother will take you to find your father."

Mrs. Chu embraced the child with her jade arms as slender as autumn reeds, picked him up, walked out of the temple gate slowly, walked along the bluestone steps soaked in rain, all the way to the upper clear barrier, stood in front of Chu Xun, and raised her eyebrows. Between happiness and sorrow, sadness and joy.

"Husband, after a few years, you... are you doing well?"

But Chu Xun couldn't say a word, his fingertips were trembling uncontrollably, his phoenix eyes looked at the woman behind the barrier, and the sockets of his eyes gradually turned red.

Mrs. Chu said softly: "Lan'er is already this big, and you are much calmer. You are a little different from what I imagined....Let me take a good look at you."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and stuck it on the barrier, but because of her ghostly body, she couldn't cross it. She only watched the people behind silently through the barrier of radiant light.

Chu Xun closed his eyes, but his eyelashes were already wet.

He also raised his hand, and across the barrier, he touched Mrs. Chu's palm, and then opened his eyes again. The two faced each other life and death, just like yesterday.

Chu Xun choked up and said, "Madam..."

The family has been separated by yin and yang since many years ago, and the days of family relationship can be counted by pinching fingers.

"Did the crabapple flowers I planted in the courtyard survive?"

Chu Xun smiled, but tears welled up in his eyes: "It's all pretty like a cover."

Mrs. Chu seemed to be happy, and said in a warm voice, "That's really good."

Chu Xun also smiled as hard as he could, and said, "Lan'er likes that crabapple tree the most. In spring, he always plays under the tree. He loves crabapple flowers as much as you do. Every year...every Qingming..." He said here, But he could no longer put on a happy face, his forehead pressed against the edge of the enchantment, tears kept rolling down, and he was sobbing, "Every Qingming, he picks the most beautiful flower and puts it in front of his mother's tomb. Wan'er, Wan'er , have you seen it? Every... every year have you seen it?"

In the end, the sobs were choked and broken, and the words were weeping blood, and they were crying sadly, without the appearance of a gentleman.

Mrs. Chu's eyes were also red, but because she was a ghost, she had no tears to shed, but her expression was sad, which made the viewers feel sad.

There was silence for a while, and no one spoke, they all silently watched the scene in front of them, and some people were sobbing.

However, at this moment, a cold voice came from the air.

"Of course she knows, but soon, she won't know."

Mo Ran's face suddenly changed: "It's the ghost king!"

Chu Wanning is also extremely gloomy: "Shameless villain, I dare not show up!"

The ghost king hissed and laughed, like sharp nails tearing the bottom of the pot, it was creepy to hear.

"Lin Wan'er is already part of my ghost clan. Originally, I didn't want to hurt her, but if you want to fight against me and destroy me, I will dig out your heart and make you suffer more than me!"

After the words fell, more than a dozen ghosts in the temple opened their mouths, and each recited a spell.

"Everyone's heart is dead, and the past is gone—"

Madam Chu suddenly opened her eyes wide, and said in a trembling voice: "Husband, Lan'er, take over Lan'er!!"

"Everyone's heart is dead, and the old man is annihilated—"

"Lan'er! Quick! Go to your father!"

Mrs. Chu pushed and pushed the child, trying to pass him through the barrier, but the young master was blocked by the film like a ghost, and he was not allowed to return it.

Xiao Man stood in front of the temple fence, looking down at them from top to bottom, his face seemed sad and happy, his handsome face was almost distorted.

"It's useless. According to the ghost king's order, I stamped the mark of the ghost clan on him. Now he is like a ghost, and he can't get half a step into the supernatural barrier."

The sound of the mantra behind him was like a tidal wave, constantly rising and falling: "Every heart is dead, and the knowledge is gone—"

"Husband!!" Mrs. Chu was terrified, she hugged the child in her arms, and beat outside the barrier, "Husband, you remove the barrier, you remove the barrier, let Lan'er go in, you protect Him, you protect him—I—I'm about to...I..."

"Every heart is dead, compassion is gone—"

"Husband——!!!"

Mrs. Chu fell to her knees with a plop, her eyes wide open, trembling uncontrollably, and a blood-red curse mark was gradually creeping up on her face, "My child—Lan'er...you promised me to take good care of him...withdraw Drop... I beg you... Get rid of... Husband!!"

Chu Xun's heart was broken, he raised his hand a few times to cast a spell, but finally dropped it again.

Chu Lan was crying outside, her face was full of tears, she raised her head, stretched out her little hand and cried, "Dad, don't you want Lan'er anymore... Do you... Daddy, hug Lan'er... Daddy hug... ..."

Mrs. Chu kept hugging him and kissing the child's cheeks. The mother and son were kneeling and crying, begging Chu Xun to open the upper clear barrier and let the child pass.

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted: "My lord! You can't! If you can't withdraw the barrier, the remaining hundreds of people in Lin'an will all die—this is a trick of the ghost world! My lord! You can't withdraw!"

"Yes, the barrier cannot be withdrawn!" The desire to survive caused one commoner after another to kneel down and kowtow to Chu Xun, and all Qiqi Ai Ai cried out, "My lord, please, the barrier cannot be withdrawn! Withdraw everyone They will all die!"

"Madam, please..." Someone even knelt down to Madam Chu, "Madam, you are merciful and bodhisattva-hearted. We will all be grateful to you for the rest of our lives. I beg you, don't let the young master withdraw the enchantment. Help the suffering, please..."

In an instant, except for the guards of the prefect's mansion and a few people who did not kneel down to beg, the rest of the people cried and shouted, and the momentum immediately covered the pleas of Mrs. Chu and the young master outside the barrier.

It was as if Chu Xun was standing on a sharp awl, or as if being stabbed in the lungs by tens of thousands of sharp knives.

In front are wives and children, and behind are the lives of hundreds of people.

In such torment, he seemed to be dead, engulfed by the fire, and his bones were turned to ashes.

However, the chants of the ghosts continued, but became more and more sharp.

"Every heart is dead, and the seven emotions are gone—"

"Every heart is dead, six desires are annihilated—"

There were more and more tattoos on Mrs. Chu's face, climbing up from her fair neck, almost covering her entire face.into her eyes.

It seemed that it was difficult for her to make a complete sound in her throat, she just looked at her husband in despair and murmured brokenly.

"If you...I...would...hate you...you...Ba Lan'er...I hate...I..."

Curse patterns soaked her eyes, her frail body trembled suddenly, as if she was in severe pain, she closed her eyes tightly.

"I hate!!!"

Suddenly there was a shrill scream, but the ending sound turned into a beast-like howl!

Madam Chu suddenly opened her eyes, the eyes were filled with blood, and four pupils were born in the originally soft almond eyes, which were densely close together, squeezing out all the whites of the eyes.

"Wan'er!!"

Chu Xun was so sad that he forgot for a moment that the enchanter had to stand in it to take effect. He just wanted to reunite with his beloved wife. In the air, the swishing sound pierced into his shoulder accurately and ruthlessly, preventing him from reaching out his hand.

It turned out to be a young man in the prefect's mansion, still maintaining the bow and archery posture.

The young man went hunting and said to Chu Xun righteously and solemnly: "Young master! Wake up! You have always taught us that the people are the first, and the self is the last. Is this all empty talk? Once the matter falls on your shoulders Come on, are you going to pay for the lives of hundreds of people for the sake of one person!"

An old woman next to the young man tremblingly said: "You, you put down your bow, how can you hurt the young master, everything, everything is the young master's choice, the young master has already done his best, so, how can you...you are ungrateful!!"

However, before the dispute was over, a scream was heard in front of them.

Mrs. Chu has gone completely mad. She used to hug her child so lovingly, but now she is no different from a wild beast. She howled to the sky, her mouth was drooling, and her teeth grew suddenly.

Chu Lan was in her arms, already crying hoarsely, but broken and choked up, she called out intermittently: "Mother..."

What responded to him was Mrs. Chu's blood-red sharp claws, which pierced his throat! ! !

Between heaven and earth, there was no sound.

Blood flowers are flying one by one.

It seems that that year, when the crabapple flowers bloomed, Mrs. Chu was holding the newborn child, standing in front of the window and looking at Fang Fei in the yard, who was gentle and bright red.

The mother gently shook the child in her arms and hummed softly: "Red crabapple, yellow crabapple, how melodious the wind blows. The little boy is in harmony in the distance, making people miss father and mother."

Red Begonia... Yellow Begonia...

Back then she fondly touched Chu Lan's hand, but now she was tearing Chu Lan's head, limbs, flesh.

How melodious the wind blows.

There was heavy rain, blood flowed, and the mother ate the child's intestines.

Little Tong Xianghe is far away.

The eaves and corners of the pavilion of the Town God's Temple are majestic, the treasures are solemn, and all dharmas are merciful.

When the child was born that year, the mother knelt down in front of the Chenghuang Pavilion, clasped her warm and slender bare hands, the bell rang, the birds scattered, and she kowtowed in the midst of incense candles, wishing her child good health and a long life, Peace of mind...

It makes people worry about father and mother.

The flesh and blood were all shattered, Chu Lan's heart was pulled out, and Madam Chu greedily chewed on it, and fresh blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Chu Xun finally collapsed.He cried heartbreakingly, he knelt in the rain, he knelt in the blood, he knelt in front of his wife and children, he knelt in front of the people of Lin'an City, he knelt under the statue of a god, and knelt in the mud.

He kneels in sin, kneels in holiness.

Kneel in gratitude, kneel in hatred.

He crouched into the dust, his soul was torn apart and wiped out.

The same sorrow for all ages.

After a long time, someone finally made a trembling sound.

"Son..."

"My lord's condolences..."

"Young master is so kind and virtuous, I will never forget it..."

"Young Master Chu is righteous, he is really a good man! He is really a good man..."

Someone hugged his child tightly and covered his eyes to prevent him from seeing this hideous scene.At this moment, he dared to let go of his hands, and said to Chu Xun with a pale face, "My lord, you saved our lives, madam and young master, you will definitely be able...to ascend to bliss..."

Someone else scolded: "Hold your child and get away! Why don't you and your child ascend to bliss?!"

The man backed away timidly.

It's just that these quarrels were so far apart, Chu Xun felt that he was dead.Listening to their voices seems to be coming from across the ocean.

The man in the rainstorm was covered in filth, and that transparent film separated him from his wife and children for a long time, filled with bones and tears.Looking at the scene in front of him, Mo Ran suddenly remembered that in his previous life, when he killed innocent people indiscriminately, did he give birth to more than one Chu Xun, more than one Chu Lan, more than one Mrs. Chu...

He suddenly looked down at his hands.

For a moment, he saw the blood on his hands in a daze.

But in the blink of an eye, he found that it was still cold rain, dripping in his palm and gathering into a stream.

He trembled slightly.

But the next moment, the palm was pulled.

He seemed to wake up suddenly from a nightmare, and when he turned his eyes, he saw his junior brother looking at him with concern.That child looked so similar to the dead Chu Lan.

Mo Ran slowly knelt down and was level with him.It seemed that a sinner was pleading guilty in front of the soul returner, and a pair of eyes stained with rain and tears looked at him.

Chu Wanning didn't speak, raised his immature little hand, and touched his head.

"It's all over." Chu Wanning said softly, "It's all in the past."

"Yes." After a while, Mo Ran smiled sadly, lowered his eyes, and murmured, "It's all the past."

But even it is the past.But it was all done by him. Although he never killed Chu Lan, how many people like Chu Lan died because of him?

The more Mo Ran thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more painful he became.

Why are you so cruel and merciless...why are you so determined to go this far...