Half Demon and Half Mountain

The young man in red was still drinking, his head was full of alcohol, and he made a move with the swordsman at the same table with chopsticks, without realizing what happened behind him.

At this moment, Huan Le looked at him, and couldn't help being angry at her indulgence in pleasure.

You should look back!

He couldn't help but want to rush forward to remind himself, but he clearly understood that everything in front of him was an irreversible fact, even if he rushed out, so what?

This is the world in the book, no matter how hard he tries, it won't change the reality in any way.

Cen Shen looked into his anxious eyes, opened his mouth several times to say something, but couldn't say anything.So he turned his attention to Zhenzhen again, he always felt that compared with Pinger, Zhenzhen was the key to tonight.

If heaven wants to destroy people, it must first make them crazy.Such sad and crazy eyes can never be calmed down in a short time.

Sure enough, Zhenzhen's gaze stayed on Huanping and never left.The madness gradually devoured the sorrow, just like the dark clouds gradually covered the bright moon, leaving a crack on his beautiful face.

The crack was like a scar, tearing half of his cheek abruptly, it was ferocious and terrifying.

Zhenzhen was shocked by the changes in his face, holding his face tremblingly with his right hand, his eyes were wide open, but dry and tearless.

He seemed to be going crazy, looking around helplessly, as if he was looking for a mirror, but there was no mirror in the Tower of Rebirth.

At this moment, the boy in red had already spoken to Song Li.

As Huan Le once described, Song Li has an ordinary face.But the look in his eyes when he looked at the courtyard in the tower and the feast of the hundred ghosts was shining brightly.

"To kill a person in ten steps, you will not stay for a thousand miles." He recited this poem, with a heroic and sassy tone.

Huan Le simply cheered for him, Huan Ping looked at the scene over there, saw Huan Le's smiling face, subconsciously stopped in his tracks.His hand was still tightly holding the handle of the knife at his waist, and he took a deep breath before the haze in his eyes dissipated.

He didn't come forward for a long time, just stood in the shadow of the corner and looked at Huan Le.Seeing him laughing, drinking, watching him walk from here to there, his expression gradually calmed down.

It's quiet all around.

Although the ghost banquet was still going on, Cen Shen felt that the surroundings were extremely quiet.This kind of tranquility does not come from the outside, but from the heart.

Huan Le beside him didn't say a word.

Huan Ping on the other side also didn't say a word, watching the young man in red, waiting quietly in the shadow far away.It's like a person returning home on a snowy night, waiting quietly at the door, and knocking on the door only after the wind and snow on his body have dissipated.

It's an amazing scene.

Huan Le looked at Huan Ping.

Huan Ping looked at Huan Le from a few years ago again.

And Zhenzhen in the distance, covering his cheeks, looked a little dazzling among the ghosts.Most of the drunks have already drunk to the point of losing their minds, and some of them may be going to reincarnate tomorrow, so drinking is even more enjoyable.

But there are still one or two sane ones, looking at the black scar on Zhenzhen's face, they said in astonishment: "You, your wound..."

The ghosts that can appear in the Pagoda of Rebirth are all ghosts whose karma has been removed and who can be reincarnated.Those evil ghosts and fierce ghosts, all those who need to pay for their crimes, are all locked in the well, roasted by karma, and will be released only after serving their sentences.

But the black air flowing out of Zhenzhen's wound clearly represents the regeneration of karma.

"Why bother?" There was an old ghost sitting in the corner, who looked like a floor-sweeping monk, stroked his long white beard, and said, "Little brother, there is still time to reincarnate now."

Zhenzhen pursed her lips and said nothing, her lowered eyes were thinking about something.

The old man said again: "Wait until the middle of the month, but it will be too late."

Zhenzhen chuckled suddenly, and raised her eyes to look at him: "It's late, it's late, my life was late from the very beginning, why did I ever go ahead. You asked me to reincarnate, why didn't you go?"

The old man froze and didn't speak again.

Zhenzhen was so angry that he pushed away the ghosts who were watching the excitement, and ran downstairs desperately.He ran so fast and in such a hurry that he bumped the hairpin on his head and described himself as a bit embarrassed.

Black air continuously emerged from his wound, gradually pouring into his eyes, almost making him lose his mind.

"Lord Huan!" He finally grabbed Huan Ping's arm at the last moment.

Huan Ping looked back at him, saw the scar on his face at first glance, he was slightly stunned, and then said: "It is you who is really bound by the demons. Since you have come here, why don't you want to leave?"

His eyes were still cold, but there was a trace of sigh in his tone.

"Where am I going?" Zhenzhen's voice was soft and urgent, and his eyes were full of pleading, "Where can I go? I've been reincarnated, and I can do it all over again, will it be better?"

"My lord, please stay with me, my lord. It's good for me to be alone in this world. You understand me, and I understand you too... Even for a moment, just be a real lord for a moment, okay?"

Zhenzhen's voice was choked with sobs, I felt pity for the side of the face without scars, but the blackness on the other half grew more and more.

"You're crazy." Huan Ping grabbed his wrist and pushed him away slightly, "I'm your presiding officer, I killed you with my own hands, why did I treat you well?"

"But you don't know, the days in prison are the happiest time for me. Only you talk to me patiently, only you never underestimate me, I said I want to see the lotus in Hongjinyuan again, you Picked one for me, did you forget..."

Is that flower withered now?

Even withered, it is the most beautiful flower I have ever seen.

"That's the flower I went to pick with Banshan." Huan Ping once again looked into his darkened eyes and said, "None of us underestimated anyone, but you should bear the sins you committed. Now You have already redeemed your sins, so why fall into the abyss again."

"No!" Zhenzhen kept shaking her head, "That's the flower you gave me, there's no such thing as half-mountain, no... can you accompany me? My lord, didn't you say that my sins have been redeemed, I can I went to appreciate the lotus with you..."

The entanglement between Zhenzhen and Huanping caused a little commotion without accident.Huan Ping intends to persuade him to reincarnate, but at this time Zhenzhen can no longer listen to any words.

But the moment Huan Ping raised his eyes, he was startled to realize that Huan Le had already lost his sight.After searching for a while, it was discovered that he had already run to the ground floor.

Huan Le drank too much, his footsteps were already a little sloppy.

Huan Ping couldn't help being a little worried, but he was disturbed by Zhenzhen again, so he made a quick decision: "I'll go look for my third brother first, I promise you, I'll look for you tomorrow, how about it?"

"Are you sure to come tomorrow?" Zhenzhen looked at him infatuatedly.

"Definitely." Huan Ping glanced at his scar subconsciously, and said, "But you have to restrain yourself, you have already survived all the hardships, don't cause trouble for anyone, including me."

Huan Ping's expression was solemn, just like before, making people rely on him for no reason.Although Zhenzhen's eyes were sad, she still nodded and finally let go of his hand.

Huan Ping left, he was anxious to find Huan Le.

Zhenzhen waited for him on the spot, muttering to himself non-stop, but couldn't hear clearly from a distance away.Cen Shen focused on discerning, he had an intuition that this matter would not end easily, and sure enough, he heard the truth saying——

"Tomorrow after tomorrow, you won't come tomorrow."

"Everyone in the world is the same. They say it's tomorrow, but tomorrow never comes."

Hearing this, Cen Shen's heart couldn't help but tighten.He could vaguely feel that the curtain of the story was about to fall, he turned his head to look at Huan Le beside him, and gently held his hand, feeling cold.

"Ah Cen." Huan Le's voice was hoarse, "My elder brother loves me, right?"

Cen Shen answered him with certainty: "Yes."

Huan Le smiled, a little reluctantly, "The next thing must make him very sad. I think he is much more uncomfortable than me."

The matter has come to this point, both Cen Shen and Huan Le have already foreseen the next development.

Really crazy, he promised Huan Ping, but he was afraid that he could no longer maintain it.How can he wait for a day and a night, even if he can't wait for half a moment.

So he rushed to Huanping like a moth to a flame.

Huan Ping originally had a demon in his heart, and he was agitated tonight because of Zhen Zhen's words, and he managed to suppress it with great difficulty, how could he withstand Zhen Zhen's sudden pounce.

Almost instantly, Huan Ping's eyes were stained with the blackness in Zhen Zhen's eyes.But he was not easily deprived of his sanity, he was still struggling.

The boy in red was right in front of him.

Huan Ping didn't dare to call him anymore.

"kill him."

"kill him."

There is a voice in my heart clamoring, not only from Zhenzhen, but also from the depths of my heart.

"kill him."

Huan Ping's expression became more and more painful. Ghosts around noticed his strangeness and were about to step forward to check, but were forced back by Huan Ping's sudden cold stare.

The ghost was trembling.

But the blackness in Huan Ping's eyes is getting thicker and thicker, but blood is also biting out of his teeth.

He looked like a ghost.

"Brother!" Huan Le finally couldn't hold back, let go of Cen Shen's hand and rushed out.But it was too late, just like he failed to save anyone back then, today, he can only watch Huan Ping push him on the back with his own hands.

The young Huan Le looked back in astonishment, but his body fell backwards uncontrollably.

The late Master rushed out from the side, trying to hold him back, but Huan Ping's palm was so powerful, how could Master, a mere human being, be able to resist it?

In desperation, he blocked Huan Le directly with his body.

The cyan clothes were blown by the wind at the mouth of the well, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

"Master!!!" The young man Huan Le hastily stretched out his hand to grab, but he didn't catch anything.He was terrified, but his mind was still in a mess, and he subconsciously wanted to jump into the well to save others.

But a big hand quickly grabbed his collar and pulled him back.

"Let me go!" Huan Le drew his knife directly, his eyes were red, as if he was crazy.

The man gave a "tsk", and held Huan Le's saber with two fingers, and then slapped it lightly, and Huan Le passed out.

Of course he is Shang Si.

Shang Si was holding Huan Le in one hand and the jug in the other, and looked back in the direction of Huan Ping, who had already knelt down on the ground.Xingjun is trying to strip the real ghost from him, but Huanping doesn't seem to notice it.

He just looked down at his hands, expressionless, without saying a word.

"My lord..." Zhenzhen was locked by the soul-suppressing lock, but still looked at Huan Ping with difficulty, and stretched out his hand to touch him, "My lord, I really don't want tomorrow, can you stay here with me? My lord... ..."

Huan Ping didn't answer, but suddenly laughed.The laughter was accompanied by tears, which blurred his face, which was too mediocre compared to Huan Le's from any angle.

"My lord..." Zhenzhen was stunned.

Huan Ping's laughter stopped abruptly again, he turned around suddenly, grabbed Zhenzhen by the neck, and pushed him to the ground.The two looked at each other, really suffering so much that they could hardly breathe, but the moment they met his eyes, they forgot to breathe.

What kind of terrifying look was that, as if it wanted to swallow people alive.

"Even if you fall into hell, I will not be with you." Huan Ping gritted his teeth.

The author has something to say: Stockholm True True

The general plot of the ghost banquet is like this. Everyone has their own stories and plays different roles.Just like life, there are many chances mixed with necessity.

The story of Master, Zhenzhen, including Huanping has not been finished yet, waiting for follow-up supplements.