Half Demon and Half Mountain

Cen Shen had another dream.

In the dream, he was lying on a boat with a thick layer of blankets, which carried him on a long journey.From Tiannan to Haibei, and then back to Xizi Hutong from Haibei, the boat was full of peach blossoms while half asleep and half awake.

This dream has been going on for a long time, so long that Cen Shen was about to fall asleep in the dream, when suddenly, the boat capsized.Cen Shen fell into the water, struggled instinctively, and suddenly came to the time of waking up from the dream.

"Ah Cen?" Huan Le was still by his side, and he was lying in the bathtub at home at the moment, and there was a quiet fragrance of flowers in the air.He raised his hand, and there was still a peach petal stuck to his finger.

He rubbed his sore brain and asked, "Have you taken me to find Nanying?"

"En." Huan Le raised his hand to test the temperature of his forehead, and said, "The fever is gone. Nanying said that you are overthinking, you should take a good rest. The dew also increased the dose for you, let you soak for a while. "

"How long have I slept?"

"26 hours."

When mentioning these 26 hours, Huan Le's voice tensed up.Watching a loved one pass out in one's arms is so bad, thankfully it was a false alarm.

"Ah Cen, you scared me." Huan Le knelt by the bathtub and hugged Cen Shen tightly.

Cen Shen raised his hand to caress the back of his head, the water wave gently swayed, soaking Huan Le's clothes, but he didn't care.

After a long time, Huan Le carried Cen Shen out of the bathtub, wiped off the water on his body, and carefully put him on the bed.Cen Shen was still very weak, and there was still faint colic pain in his body, and he had no strength in his hands and feet.

But he had been in a coma for so long, and now he didn't want to sleep anymore, so while Huan Le went to the kitchen to make food, he took out a stack of draft paper from the drawer of the bedside table and scribbled on it.

He still remembered the contents of Mr. Fu's reply letter he saw before he fell into a coma, and he had to use them for his own use as soon as possible to restore the little hydrangea.Time is running out and we cannot delay any longer.

The more it dragged on, the worse his health would be, and Huan Le would be unable to leave.

When Huan Le came back and saw it, he naturally disapproved.Take away the manuscript paper, stare at him to finish the porridge, then hug him and force him to rest, then it stopped.

Probably because she was too tired, as soon as the strings in her heart were relaxed, Huan Le fell into a dreamland.

But Cen Shen opened his eyes again. In the darkness, he looked deeply at Huan Le's side face for a while, then got up, put on some clothes and walked to the studio alone.

In the studio, only a dim wall lamp was still on.Agui lay on the cobblestone bed at the bottom of the water tank and slept with his eyes half-closed, while the two little goldfish shook their heads and spit bubbles.

Cen Shen walked over, turned on the lamp on the workbench, and spread out the drawings.

For the next few days, Cen Shen devoted himself to the formation map, even Huan Le's coquettish behavior didn't work.Huan Le couldn't persuade him, but he didn't dare to be too tough on him, so when he got anxious, he sat down at Cen Shen's feet and protested.

But nine times out of ten, the protest is invalid.

"Ah Cen, Nan Ying said you need to rest more." Huan Le started to talk in the same old way.

"The sooner I repair the little hydrangea, the earlier I can rest." Cen Shen looked at him without any wavering in his eyes.At the end, he asked back: "Don't you want to stay here forever and not leave?"

Huan Le was dumbfounded.

He felt that there was something different about Cen Shen, but he couldn't tell.

He just instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"A Cen, are you really willing to go with me?" Huan Le looked up at him, held his hand firmly, and said, "Do you still remember what I told you about the pomegranates under the Nanliu Bridge?" Is it a tree? There are very large red pomegranates growing on the tree. When I return to Datang, I will peel them for you to eat. I can also take you to hunt in the Western Mountains. In autumn, golden ginkgo leaves fall all over the mountain, especially pretty."

Remember, you said you would be buried in the spring of Chang'an, and I have seen that pomegranate tree.

Cen Shen's fingertips trembled, but his expression remained unchanged, "Just remember."

"Remember, of course I always remember!" Huan Le still felt uneasy, "What happened to you, Cen? Tell me what happened."

Cen Shen was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "You entrusted Chu Yuanping to find a cure abroad, right?"

Huan Le was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect him to mention this matter.

Cen Shen continued: "I saw it on your mobile phone. He sent a new message, saying that there is no progress, and the situation abroad is even worse than that in China."

Huan Le's heart trembled, "Why?"

"Zong Jiao." Cen Shen replied calmly: "Half-demons are regarded as ominous and cursed. Many half-demons were burned to death, and few survived."

Huan Le didn't expect this. If the situation in foreign countries is far more severe than in China, it can be said that the hope of finding a cure for the disease there is extremely slim.

Is it because of this that Ah Cen is like this?

"Don't worry, there must be other ways. There is no way abroad, and there is Mo Luo, I can still ask Si Ye. There is always a way to find it, not to mention my luck has always been good." Huan Le I am most afraid that he will lose the hope of life, which is much more terrifying than terminal illness.

Cen Shen looked into his eyes and responded softly, "Okay."

Huan Le felt more and more distressed, and had no time to think about anything else for a while, all he could think about was how to cure Cen Shen's illness.Cen Shen has worked so hard to restore the little hydrangea, and he can't delay any longer. He must see Hei Qiye as soon as possible to fight for a chance.

So Huan Le set off to study again.

After he went out, Ah Gui said to Cen Shen: "You are lying to him."

Cen Shen lowered his head and drew the pattern, ignoring it.

Agui continued: "The authorities are obsessed with the onlookers. He is preoccupied with your illness, so of course he can't see the truth. Chu Yuanping's news is just a cover, right? I can see that you have never been concerned about the matter of 'curing your illness'." What to expect."

The heart that should be cold is already cold.

Since a long time ago, Cen Shen no longer had any extravagant hopes.Agui accompanied him all the way here, so he could see most clearly how hopeless he was back then, and how calm he is now.

Whether it is Nanying, Moluo or Chu's research institute, Cen Shen has never taken the initiative to care about it, it is just Huan Le who shaves his head and picks his head.

Nanying said that he has a heart disease, and this is the most fatal.

"So what?" Cen Shen turned around.

"Then..." Agui was about to expose him for a while, but he was at a loss for words. In the end, he could only sigh, and said earnestly: "Isn't it good before? Lele Shaoxia likes you so much, you are with him I laugh when I'm in trouble. No matter what happens, it doesn't matter if I can live, isn't it good now?"

In fact, in Agui's heart, he didn't have any hope for Cen Shen's illness.Throughout the ages, there have been many half-demons who died young, and Cen Shen was not the first one he had seen, and it might not be the last.

For an old man like him, Huan Le's thoughts are innocent and lovely.

Agui only hopes that Cen Shen can have the greatest happiness in the limited time.You don’t need to think about anything else, just enjoy the moment.

Of course Cen Shen understood what Agui said, he just...

only……

It wasn't until yesterday that he realized that what he wanted was more than that.After staying in the sun for a long time, he involuntarily began to want to keep it, hoping to stand in the sun all the time, even if it was just to drink a cup of tea and take a nap.

Unknowingly, he began to pamper Huan Le, but he was actually pampering himself.He became more and more dependent on him, more and more addicted to love, and even began to fear death.

He could have sent Huan Le away and stayed here to wait for death without saying goodbye to anyone.

But after seeing the words on the note yesterday, all the illusions were broken, and a momentary extravagant wish suddenly appeared in his heart - he wanted to go with Huan Le.

If he was still alive then, he wanted to go with him.

Huan Le wanted to die in Chang'an's spring, Cen Shen wanted to die in his arms.

"But I can't go." The words without beginning and end made Agui a little confused.But when he looked into Cen Shen's gloomy eyes, the bottomless abyss seemed empty.

Agui didn't know what to say.

Cen Shen added: "I know he has more feelings than me, so I regret it a bit. I shouldn't have accepted him back then."

"Regret?" Agui's heart trembled suddenly: "Don't let Shaoxia Lele hear your words, he will be angry, very angry, maybe he will run away from home again, haha..."

"Will you tell him?" Cen Shen's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Agui's heart trembled even more, "What are you thinking, what do you want to do?"

Cen Shen didn't answer.

He slowly looked away, stared at the toon tree in the yard for a while, then continued to immerse himself in his work, as if the conversation just now was just a ray of wind blowing in summer, so light that it seemed to have never existed.

A Gui didn't know whether he should mention it to Huan Le, but he couldn't figure out what Cen Shen was thinking now, and he didn't know what to say, but he was very worried.

Huan Le's progress was not smooth, because Shang Si didn't agree with him seeing Hei Qiye at all.

"This matter, even if the Emperor of Heaven is reborn, it is impossible." Shang Si refused.

"Why?" Huan Le asked behind, carrying a vegetable basket.

Shang Si picked up the carrot slowly, and said: "Hei Qiye is very dangerous, young man, you are not his opponent at all with your skills. Don't think about things too simply."

"Kemo Luoye may be the only hope in the end." Huan Le also refused to budge, "This matter is not a matter of danger or not, it is something I must do. If Mr. Lu encounters this situation, Fourth master, don't you think you can do nothing?"

Shang Si raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I am you? I am very strong, this is my confidence, do you believe it or not, now I will kick you back to Datang?"

Huan Le immediately picked two of the best carrots for him, "Can Fourth Master break the conversation?"

Shang Si rolled his eyes angrily, and was really annoyed by being pestered by him, and said: "The ability of Hei Qiye does not lie in how powerful his mana is, but in his demagogic effect, which can easily arouse people's hearts. Negative emotions push people into the abyss. No matter how strong you are, a little monster, it will be difficult to resist his spiritual erosion. Maybe after you meet him, I should kill you, just in case the second A big monster appeared."

Huan Le frowned, "Is it so serious?"

Shang Si asked back, "What do you think is the reason for Moro's downfall?"

Huan Le understood that Shang Si would not take this risk for two strange monsters.And he has no way to prove that he can withstand the spiritual erosion of Hei Qiye. There is no solution to this problem.

Shang Si said again: "Even if you see Hei Qiye, so what?"

Yes, so what?

But what can Huan Le do, this is the only opportunity he can take the initiative to seize.He didn't want to watch Cen Shen die, and he never believed in fate.

Big Brother, Master, one person after another was injured or even left in front of him, and he couldn't catch anything, so what?

He will never admit defeat.

"Aunt Xiao Qiao said, fourth master is a good person. You have great powers, and you must have a way to help me." Huan Le smiled again and followed Shang Si.

The corner of Shang Si's mouth twitched, "What kind of relatives are you two?"

"He said I was like Chongming's great nephew."

"Oh, that's kind of like it."

Shang Si said again: "Don't flatter me, I'm very annoying, I can't even buy a dish in peace."

Huan Le thought for a while, and said: "I know Fourth Master, you have no obligation to help me, if there is anything I can help, I will never refuse."

"The tone is not small." Shang Si also answered him solemnly: "What do you think you can do to help me?"

Shang Si is very strong, very strong, after living for so long, there is almost nothing in this world that can move him anymore.Huan Le thought hard, but couldn't think of an answer.

His only weakness is Lu Zhifei, but Lu Zhifei also looks very desireless, as if the old monster has become a spirit.

But it doesn't matter, if you can't do it once, you can do it twice, and if you can't do it twice, you can do it three times.Liu Bei still pays attention to the thatched hut, and it is no problem for him to see off his eighteenth relatives in Huan Le.

So Huan Le sent Shang Si to the door of the study respectfully again, which can be said to be full of sincerity.

Qiao Fengmian hugged Taibai and Taihei and watched Huan Le leave by the window, then turned around and asked Shang Si who came in, "Can't we take him to see Hei Qiye?"

Shang Si walked towards the kitchen slowly, "Hei Qiye wants to revive Qiye. This is something against the sky. I'm worried. You want me to send a little monster to him. Don't let him die?"

Qiao Fengmian frowned: "How?"

"Actually, there is no difference between seven leaves and black seven leaves in the world." Shang Si said slowly as he walked, "It's just good luck tricking people, and karma is hard to remove. One seven leaves are divided into two, no matter which one is It's Qiye, even if it turns black, wouldn't it be enough to wash it off?"

"Washing white?" What kind of coquettish operation is this.

"Transfer the blackness on his body to another person, so as to restore his true color. But you have to know, the reason why we decided to keep him at the bottom of the tower forever was to hope that the fire of karma would burn him. The blackness on his body allows the god-given magic medicine Qiye Moluo to continue to survive. But thousands of years have passed, and the fire of karma cannot completely burn his sins. If he wants to get a new life, he can only pass it on. It can be used as a container What will happen to that person?"

Qiao Fengmian was dumbfounded, and asked after a while: "Aside from the way of rebirth, is there really no magic medicine in the ancient country of Moluo?"

Hearing this, even Shang Si couldn't help but sigh, "If it really happened, then Nanying was not in good health, Xing Jun would have gone to Moluo to collect medicine for him."