Bodhi

The floor on the top closed suddenly, and Su Xuechan turned into a human figure in the fall, and rolled down the hundreds of marble stairs in embarrassment. Along the way, the phosphorous fire spontaneously ignited in the absence of wind, lighting up the dark and lightless tunnel one after another.

He was like a ball that had been severely whipped, twirling all the way and plopping down, and finally rolled straight into the secret room at the end point, and hit hard on the half-open door frame.

Su Xuechan: "..."

He struggled to stand up, he didn't know what expression to use to face himself tonight.

He doesn't pay attention to this small fight, but what is this place?

The door of the secret room is also smooth and delicate moiré marble, and it is half-opened. It can be seen that the owner here is very assured of the secrecy here, but he did not expect to be knocked in by mistake today.

The ground was so deep that he couldn't hear the movement above at all, so he simply drilled inside and closed the door halfway.

Looking around, I saw that the interior decoration is simple and simple, only a bed, a cabinet, a table and a chair, but hanging from the ceiling to light up are four big night pearls scattered diagonally, covered with A layer of hazy white gauze filters the light extremely softly, reminiscent of a bright spring day.

"There is also a water essence hanging here..." Su Xuechan muttered to himself, "Could it be the secret room of the Dragon Lord?"

He walked to the cabinet and found that it was full of unopened books, the pages of the books were damaged, and the styles were not uniform, some were thin and thick, some were big and some were small, they looked messy, and exuded a smell of decay. Old smell... Could this be Li Yuan's library?

After thinking about it, he couldn't hold back his curiosity after all. He reached out and gently pulled out a book from the top row, and opened it.

The title page is unnamed, but the messy ink stains penetrate the back of the paper, and the handwriting is also very rough. You can’t see the strokes of the strokes, and you don’t know what the ink is made of. Bloody, holding the book heavily in his hand, seemed to be able to smell the fishy smell coming from his nostrils.

[... On the ninth day of the 350th, one thousand six hundred and three scales were gouged out.

I don't know the sun and the moon in the ground, I miss you very much, but there are too many torture weapons here, I can only continue to hide you in my arms, won't you blame me? 】—He froze for a moment.

Quickly turn the page again.

[... On the 420th day, 370 scales were gouged out, and the keel was broken twice.

The attack of severe punishment here is too heavy, I didn't notice it yesterday, I crashed into the Wanrendao Mountain, and my tailbone broke a few joints, but fortunately you are still safe and sound.

It's too dark here, but the way the scales are broken by the wind is like the stars in the long night, it's beautiful, can you see it? 】【... On the second day of the 650th, 580 scales were gouged out. Today, a tendon broke accidentally, and the injury was considered serious.

I can already feel a little regularity now, and I have suffered a lot less.After I go out, maybe even Jinmu's trump card won't be able to use me anymore.At that time, I will take you to see the peach blossoms in Kunlun.

There was nothing in the prison but the sound of the wind and the bodies wandering around, and I really missed our days outside. 】Su Xuechan's fingertips trembled slightly, he stuffed that book back, and pulled out another one.

[... On the 530th day, four thousand five hundred and three scales were gouged out, and the keel was broken fifteen times.

The wind here is getting stronger and stronger, but I don't know how many years before I can go out. I'm not sure whether I can protect you well.

Let me think about what to do. 】

[... On the fourth day of the first thousand, 320, gouging out the scales... I miscounted, it is about four thousand and five hundred and ninety-two.

I've figured out a way, but it might offend you a bit.I can let the Qi of Severe Punishment cut open the abdomen, and then put you in, so there is no need to worry.If I live, you will always be safe. If I die inside, then my corpse can still protect you.

Don't be afraid. 】

[... On the 350th day, five thousand three hundred and fifty two scales were cut out.

It turned out that the feeling of cutting the belly was really uncomfortable, but now my hands are shaking a little.

If you see it, you will cry again. 】

Su Xuechan's throat was filled with hot and spicy heat, which made his eye sockets red and his heart aching.

... Li Yuan used his blood to record every day in the thousand-year prison, so where did these books come from?

He stood on tiptoe and took the first and most worn volume from the top.

[The first day.

In fact, this is not the first day, but it should be regarded as it is, after all, it is remembered from this day.

I found a mountain of corpses in the Prison of Execution, and there are really many people who died here.

The air of severe punishment can penetrate my barrier, and I am covered in injuries, but I actually found a lot of small things underneath.Bodhi, I can talk to you now.

The punishment of gouging out the scales and cutting the flesh ruled by the saint is really cruel. I remember that you used to like to count them before going to bed. Forget it, I will count them for you this time. It doesn’t matter if you feel bad or blame me, as long as you can tell me again Just one sentence will do. 】This book may be due to its age, the silk pages are so brittle and yellow that they are almost transparent, and the pages at the back are glued together in several places, Su Xuechan didn't dare to move it rashly, so he had to put it back properly.He hesitated for a while, couldn't help squatting down, and took out a book that was slightly behind.

There is no day counting in it.

【...I don't know what to write anymore, but my thoughts about you are increasing day by day without any loss.

I made a decision on my own, if you disagree, come and talk to me in person.As long as you can come back, I can give up anything and promise you anything. ]【... Bodhi, it's really dark in here. I don't know how long I've been in it, I can't count.

Pain can't drive you crazy, but loneliness can.

Tens of thousands of days and nights, you must have melted into my flesh and blood, so that's fine, even if you can't respond to every word I say, you can still hear it. 】The subsequent handwriting became more and more messy, and he read it one by one. In the end, there were no specific events or sentence-based paragraphs written on the paper, and each page was full of blood clots. The word "Bodhi" that came out was also mixed with countless, invisible large ink blobs.

last side.

【Bodhi, we are going home. 】

His hands trembled, and for a long time after he put the last book back in place, there was still a blank in the back of his mind.Tears dripped down the tip of the nose and fell into the shadow of the soft robe and the hard ground, like a little lotus that will be evaporated as soon as it sees the sun.

Where is this Li Yuan's secret room, Li Yuan's library?This is clearly his lonely peach blossom that has been frozen for thousands of years, the red thread in his heart that he has loved so much all his life, this is his destiny, and it is the day and night that he can't dream of in thousands of lives.

When he was sane, he treated others like thousands of miles of lonely snow, and his thin lips were like a blade that would never bend; when he was insane, he was as hot as a hundred miles of continuous fire. with that name.

His joys, anger, sorrows, and joys were given to others, and his love, hatred, and madness were also given to others. Compared with them, what is his own superficial admiration?

His thoughts were all hopeless, his heart was twisted like a knife, and the four bright pearls were shining like the sun, almost piercing his eyes blind.

He's still fantasizing...he's still delusional...

In the dark, there was a zither sound in the sky and earth, and Su Lanji appeared in a trance, holding the long zither in her arms, standing under the lush sky and magnolia trees.

She murmured: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment and hatred, separation of love, not being able to ask for it, the abundance of five aggregates - among them, not being able to ask for it is the most painful. Ah Chan, mother has understood now, when will you realize it?"

Su Xuechan covered his face with his hands and finally burst into tears.

There was a heavy sound behind him, Li Yuan with his wings on the ground pushed open the stone door with his palm, and looked at Su Xuechan who was kneeling on the ground.

"Bodhi," his dragon eyes were chaotic, and the depths of his eyes were also blank, "I...have I found you?"

Su Xuechan trembled all over, this question was like breaking his last line of defense, he stood up in tears, looked at Li Yuan's helpless expression for a long time, finally closed his eyes and said cruelly: "Yes, you found me Yes. I'm sorry I kept you waiting so long."

Pure ecstasy flashed in Li Yuan's eyes, he rushed forward and hugged Su Xuechan's body heavily.

"Will you still go?" He asked cautiously, "You won't leave me again, will you?"

Su Xuechan looked at his ecstatic expression with bitterness and happiness, stretched out her hands to cup his face and said, "I won't leave... and I won't leave you again."

Li Yuan whimpered softly, hot tears dripped down his cheeks one by one, and soaked into the fabric of his neck, Su Xuechan didn't have time to wipe off those hot drops of water, just kissed his thin lips .

"Don't be afraid," he stroked Li Yuan's eyebrows, his eyes filled with sad love, "I won't leave, don't be afraid."

They had a long kiss, one of them was infatuated, embracing vain happiness and tears; the other walked on the tip of the knife, using a stolen identity to survive in the sea of ​​love.

This is the last time...

They were ups and downs in the sea of ​​desire, he hugged Li Yuan's neck, and leaned on his folded wings, weeping and sweating freely, bearing Li Yuan's torrential kisses under the guise of a name that did not belong to him.

Even if what he wants to have is not my heart, this kiss falls on my face.

The world was turned upside down, and Li Yuan, who lost his mind, was like a beast that couldn't restrain himself. He wanted to reach out and hold his imaginary lover firmly in his palm, but he could only stick his sharp claws into the person under him. On the ivory-like delicate back, there were several bright bloodstains.Su Xuechan was trembling with pain, he looked at the zenith above, as if he saw four fierce suns swaying in the dark night.They chased each other, shuttled in the cold night of ice and snow, sprinkled balls of white light without a trace of heat on the barren world, without warm caress, without hope of new life, they just watched all this with cold eyes, ruthlessly shining Countless real messy sorrows.

For nearly a thousand years, the unexamined dragon god walked through time, sealing layers of heavy iron chains for himself in the pain of losing his partner.Dragging these shackles, he wandered aimlessly in the wilderness, in the bustling and lonely world, clinging to the last vestiges of warmth, unwilling to bow down to each other, and unwilling to forgive the world.

But now, he broke free from the shackles, threw away all the arrogant dignity and indifference shell, and squandered the long and suppressed anger. Give severe punishment.An uncontrollable scream burst out from Su Xuechan's throat, and he began to cry incoherently and begging for mercy, as if he had been pushed to the extreme, he murmured words of love amidst the torture that distorted everything.He is a butterfly trembling in the rainstorm, a white and docile sheep thrown on the altar, with its wings broken, and its heart cut open—he is a person who has been hollowed out and deprived of everything, except for his heart. As far as love is concerned, he has nothing.

Li Yuan leaned over and kissed his lips—not so much a kiss, but a slightly gentler brand than a bite, which drove him to howl like crazy, his face was as pale as paper , only a trace of flush still remained on the cheekbones, which seemed to be a testimony to someone's stubbornness, trying in vain to taste a little bit of sweetness and satisfaction from this torture.

His face was like stagnant water without ripples, not even the aftertaste of pain could be revealed, and Li Yuan's exhausted panting still rang in his ears, like some silent urging.

...Give it to him, give him whatever you have left.

Su Xuechan turned her head tremblingly, and tried her best to find her heart, where the unhealed scars from the previous time still remained, like a few scattered maroon birds.

Old wounds piled up with new wounds, the stale old red and bright new blood blended together, like a splash of deep and shallow flowers, rooted in this scarred body.

His spine was trembling, his palms were trembling, and his lips were trembling. He was sweating coldly all over his body, but he just half-opened his eyes numbly, letting his fingertips penetrate another inch of flesh and blood.

It hurts to the extreme, and it doesn't hurt anymore.

Li Yuan kept swallowing those warm liquids, they flowed finely and slowly, not as full as last time, but it was effective after all, his dry and chapped soul was quickly moistened to the point where he could turn around , like a rusted gear that has been poured with hot oil, although it is still not working perfectly, it is no longer as difficult and sluggish as before.

The essence of water slowly emits soft light, cleansing the room again in subtle fluctuations, covering all chaos and catastrophe without leaving a trace, Su Xuechan slowly supported his elbows, and came out of the unconscious Li Yuan's arms, with messy red blood on his sleeves He was in a mess all over his body, he laughed softly, and finally struggled to kiss the corner of Li Yuan's lips, and helped him put together his messy robes, then leaning on the wall, he tried his best to walk out of the dark room step by step.

Thousands of steps, layers of burning phosphorous fires light up all the way, and disappear all the way.