The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The young Chu Lan died.The void didn't end there.

Dawn is still far away, and the night of nightmare is not yet over.The townspeople who survived by luck returned to the mansion, preparing to leave for Mount Putuo after daybreak.

It's hard to believe that someone can persist in continuing the previous things after such pain.In fact, it seems that Chu Xun really only has a body left to walk, and his soul is long gone.

Mo Ran walked around the city and heard that many people were worried. After all, Chu Xun had suffered so much, not to mention whether he would feel resentment, even if he was still willing to lead everyone out of the encirclement, but with such a Sanity, I'm afraid it's more ominous than ominous.

However, not everyone has only themselves in their eyes. Although there are not many people who are sincerely sad for Chu Xun, at least there are some.

Everyone stood next to each other in such apprehension, waiting for the dawn.

However, what came earlier than the rising sun was the familiar cold voice, which burst open in the heavy night and reverberated on the top of the barrier.

This time the Ghost King was not talking to Chu Xun, but to the people in the city.

"The sky will soon be bright, and I know that you want to take advantage of the daytime to leave the city. However, do you really think clearly? Putuo is far away from this, and it is impossible to reach it in a day. Wait until the sky Hei, you have to rely on Chu Xun's power to protect you again. But Chu Xun, can you really protect you?"

"Mother--"

Some children cried in fright when they heard the terrible sound, and curled up in their mother's arms.Everyone looked up at the sky.

Standing in front of the mansion, Chu Xun seemed to have never heard of it. He leaned against the crabapple tree and closed his eyes.

"His wife and children died because of you. Do you think he will still protect you sincerely? I am afraid he has other plans to make your life worse than death in order to avenge your wives and children. This is human nature... I have lived and been human. Although there are benevolent and good people in the world, they are just to gain a good reputation. Human nature is evil. The so-called good people have plans. If they are forced to a dead end, what is the life and death of others hang your teeth?"

Ghost King Sensen's voice kept echoing.

"I said before that I didn't want to take the lives of all of you. You should know that even if you are a living person, you can also serve my ghost clan. If you don't believe me, just look at him—"

As his words fell, a black cloud billowed outside the barrier, but it was Xiao Man standing on top.There was a man standing beside him, about 50 or [-] years old, with a kind and honest nature.

Someone exclaimed: "It's Xiao Man's father!"

"It's Xiao Man's father! Isn't his father dead?"

"The body was dismembered. Everyone saw it at the time. How could it be like this?!"

The ghost king said: "Since I am one of the nine kings of the ghost clan, although I can't control life and death like the emperor Yan Luo, I can also restore the dead to the appearance of life. If you serve me, you can be with the dead relatives for a long time. And If you disobey me, you will be like your Young Master Chu, seeing his wife kill the child with his own eyes, heartbroken, but powerless to recover."

There was a dead silence in the enchantment.

"Do you really want to believe him? Believe that he will not harm you and avenge your wife and children?"

"Do you really want to believe that he can lead you away to Putuo?"

Someone looked at Chu Xun, and a gloomy light began to glow in his eyes.

Chu Xun finally raised his head. He stood alone under the flower tree and looked at them quietly.He really didn't know what to say, and after a long time, he said: "This is the end, what's the use of me harming you."

"Hahahahahahaha——" Ghost King's creepy roar echoed over the barrier, "Great, great, he won't harm you. If you believe in him, follow him. But if you believe I--"

His voice became more and more high-pitched, almost tearing people's eardrums apart and piercing into their hearts.

"If you believe in me, you will be rewarded immediately. I can bring all your dead relatives back to you, as long as you hand over Chu Xun, as long as you hand him over to me! I have a deep hatred with him , has nothing to do with you, hand over Chu Xun, you don’t have to leave your hometown, hand over Chu Xun, you can have a family reunion, call him out, and everything will be over.”

The ghost king said quietly.

"Before dawn, I will wait in the Chenghuang Pavilion."

The sound disappeared.

The crowd gradually became strangely noisy from dead silence, and everyone looked towards Chu Xun.And Chu Xun also looked at them with a calm expression, one could even say tranquility.

Someone began to murmur helplessly: "What should I do..."

"What should I do, husband, I'm so scared..."

"Mother, I'm afraid, I don't want to be eaten!"

What's more, he lowered his voice and said: "The ghost king is also right...the so-called good people have their own plans. We have seen such disgusting dog officials before, Chu...Although Mr. Chu has not done anything right now, but Look at his appearance, he is out of his mind, who knows if he will do something crazy in the future!"

Someone heard his words, but did not refute, but whispered back: "You are right, don't let him get revenge and entrap us all! It's not like this kind of thing has happened before... "

Suddenly a man rushed out, shouting, "Catch him! Catch him and we'll live!"

There was no one around, and after a long time, a young woman stood up and stopped him, her voice was soft but firm: "How can a man avenge his kindness so far?"

"Go away!" The man kicked the girl to the ground and spit thick phlegm on her face, "You are a stinky whore who sleeps with men, you have nothing to worry about, you have something to say? Lao Tzu There are seniors and juniors, I can’t let my family be wronged! Mr. Chu, I’m sorry!”

As he said, he was going to capture Chu Xun.

Unexpectedly, before he could take a step, his leg was choked tightly again.The man lowered his head and was furious: "Stinky bitch, how dare you stop me? Do you want everyone to accompany you to die?"

The girl said angrily, "Although I'm a slutty girl, I can tell right from wrong. Dogs and cats know how to repay kindness, let alone human beings?"

"Fuck you!"

The man kicked her in the face again, kicking her until her face was black and blue.At this time, other people also surrounded Chu Xun. Although there were a few people in the crowd who wanted to stop him like this brothel girl, they were powerless after all.Like a floating leaf in the torrent, it was quickly washed away.

"Young Master—Young Master, hurry up!"

There was also an old woman who tremblingly shouted at Chu Xun: "Master Chu, let's go! Let's go! Don't keep it for these animals anymore! Let's go!"

There is also an immature child's voice: "Don't hit me, mother, father, don't hurt your son, don't hurt your son—"

There was a lot of people, and there was a lot of noise.

Standing alone in the rain, Chu Xun seemed to see many ghosts crawling out from the depths of hell. For a moment, he wanted to leave.

But his eyes fell on those crying living people, at the children howling to discourage their parents, at the girl who stood up first with a bruised nose and swollen face, at the white hair of the old woman trembling in the wind and rain, and There were more than a dozen city residents who turned their backs to him and tried their best to stop him.

The footsteps that wanted to leave, but stopped again.

They are not wrong, if the enchantment is withdrawn, these people will also die.

It turns out that the most disgusting things in the world are not demons, but those cowardly animals with no ability. In order to live carelessly, they put on human skin and mix among the crowd. As long as they can survive, they can do and say anything exit.

At the end, he would say: "I just want to survive, I am also very pitiful and helpless, what crime do I have?"

He used to think that all he protected were kind people who were powerless, but he was wrong.

Until today, those beasts took off their human skins, revealing bright red, ugly, grinning faces one after another...

Hidden so deep...hidden so deep.

He didn't want to shed blood and tears for those beasts anymore, but they were so cunning, hiding among the good people, smiling wantonly and happily, laughing at Chu Xun's helplessness.

——You must save us, if you remove the barrier, we will drag the person you want to save, the person who is grateful to you, and go to hell together.

There is nothing you can do about it being disgusting.

It is you who want to be a gentleman, and you who want to be a good person.

Since you have made such a choice, then giving your life to save everyone is what you should do. If you don’t do it, you are a hypocrite, a liar, you are fake and noble, and you are not as good as a pig or a dog.

He seemed to hear those people screaming and laughing loudly:

You have no choice.You have no choice!

Chu Xun slowly raised his head amidst the tidal chaos of quarreling, and looked at the sky amidst the wind and rain.

God, it's finally dawn.

A night of heavy rain has washed away the blood on the stone steps of Chenghuang Pavilion.Chu Xun and those who were protecting him were bound hands and feet, and walked towards the temple.

This scene is really sad and ridiculous. Those people bound Chu Xun so tightly, and they were complacent about capturing such a powerful character.But they didn't know that Chu Xun could turn all these ropes into ashes with just one spell.

But he didn't do that, and he didn't remove the supernatant barrier in the end.

Lin'an had shed enough blood, he didn't want to avenge his own revenge, and let innocent people die.

So that layer of film protects both those who repay kindness and revenge, and those who treat him sincerely.When he came to the temple, the ghost king did not show up, only a candle was emitting billowing black smoke, twisting into a shape of nothingness.

"Why - not remove the barrier!" The moment he saw Chu Xun, the voice was angry, "Remove the barrier!!"

Chu Xun said calmly, "Unless I die."

The cloud of black air let out a shrill howl, and said hoarsely: "Chu Xun, you are crazy! You...kill him—kill him for me—or I will kill all of you after nightfall!"

Dawn has come.

Layer upon layer of daylight weakly ignites the endless night.

The ghost king couldn't support himself in the light, he fled into the darkness, the candle burning with black smoke trembled suddenly, and then went out.

Chu Xun came to his senses, the City God's Pavilion was built quite high, from a distance, the rivers and mountains were shrouded in mist and rain, and the scars could not be seen clearly, but the wind and the moon were as good as before, and the spring in the south of the Yangtze River was good.

"Master Chu, I'm sorry."

"It wasn't because we were cruel and merciless, it was because you ruined Yimu, the ghost king, and he has too much grudge with you... We have no choice but to..."

"What do you say so much! It's too late to make a difference. My whole family is waiting to survive. Is it important for him alone, or the life of the big guy? For those who have the Tao, all living beings are the first, and the self is the last. He said it himself! "

Chu WanNing stood in the distance, looking at this man who didn't know what relationship he had with him, feeling complicated in his heart.

Suddenly a hand covered his eyes.

Chu WanNing asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

"I won't let you see."

"...Why?"

"It will be uncomfortable."

Chu Wan was quiet for a while, her eyelashes trembling in Mo Ran's palm: "No, it was said 200 years ago."

Mo Ran's voice came from behind, sighing softly: "...Little fool, then why are my palms wet?"

I don't know how long it has passed, a stick of incense, an hour, or an instant.

Time is blurred in this madness and chaos.

When Chu Wanning opened his eyes, the supernatant barrier had dissipated, and Chu Xun fell into a pool of blood, surrounded by people and ghosts, ghosts and monsters in human skin, sniffing fresh blood.

Joy and guilt for the rest of my life, pain and guilt are like beasts.

The air smelled of death.

The world, or hell.

It's not so clear anymore.

The crowd dispersed slowly, there would be no ghosts during the day, they were anxious to feed their hunger, to rest, and to wait for the ghost king to come again at night, to inspect the dead men in the temple, and then return their relatives reward.

In the temple, gradually only the dozen or so weeping living people remained.

There is the woman in the brothel, the old woman with full hair, a couple who were dissuaded by their children, a beggar, a scholar, a storyteller, a former rich man, a widow with a young son in her arms, and a teacher. ,farmer.

Nothing else.

However, when they were caressing the corpse and weeping bitterly, the dead man in the pool of blood slowly opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes.

"Son!"

"Master Chu!"

Mo Ran's heart trembled, and he couldn't bear to say: "It's useless...this is..."

This mantra has been lost in this world, but unexpectedly it can be seen again in this virtual world.

"This is a posthumous curse. He is already dead, and he cast this spell on himself before he died." Chu Wanning paused and said, "He has something to do, and he still has concerns in the world."

As expected, Chu Xun's eyes were empty and unfocused, and he just said lightly: "The ghost race is sinister, and their words cannot be trusted. After nightfall, they will lose the upper clear barrier, and they will inevitably come out and slaughter everywhere. I hope everyone, escape from here, Go to Putuo."

"Son..."

"My body is dead, and I have no chance to be with you again. However, I have condensed my life's spiritual power and formed a spell in the spiritual core. You carry my spiritual core, and ghosts and ghosts can't get close."

The crying was even worse, almost crying blood.

Mo Ran and Chu Wanning were even more frightened.

spiritual core...

That is the crystallization of the same life as the heart...

The dead Chu Xun slowly raised his unstiffened hand, according to the incantation he laid down before his death, he grasped the blade buried in his chest, and drew it out.

then--

"Young Master!!!" Everyone around wailed, their voices were distorted and hoarse, soaked in blood and tears, "Young Master, what are you doing——!!"

The dead man's fingers tore open the gap in his chest, pierced into his own flesh and blood, grabbed the heart that was no longer beating, and slowly, inch by inch, pulled it out.

The heart was bleeding, and it was beating with golden-red flames.

That was the power of Chu Xun's spiritual core, the last light of the candle.

"Take...take..."

He lifted up the burning heart, held it straight to the front, and kept repeating: "Take...take...hold..."

The drops of blood rolled down, but they all turned into red crabapple flowers. Those flowers were burning and dazzling.

"The road is long, and the dangers and obstacles are unpredictable. Chu Xun's fate is short, and he can't do his best. Wanwang lords... Wanwang lords are more self...precious...respect..."

Mo Ran looked at all this in front of him in amazement, and suddenly felt thorns on his back and cold sweat.

The scar... the scar! !

He suddenly remembered that Chu Wanning's chest was close to the heart——

There is also a scar!

That's where Chu Wanning is extremely sensitive, how could he forget?Every time he lingers on the bed, when he licks the faint scar, Chu Wanning's cold and indifferent face will show forbearing love, Mo Ran thinks this look looks very exciting, so he is always willing to do this Like bullying the people under him.

It's just that at that time, he never cared about Chu Wanning's past, and he didn't ask where the scar came from until he died.

And in this life, if you want to ask, you are not qualified.