Half Demon and Half Mountain

The author has something to say: read this chapter in conjunction with Hua Chenyu's version of "The Ordinary Road", and the effect will be better.

It was night, the big formation opened, the evil spirits came out, and the ground was shaken.

The golden dragon is biting the most obstinate devil energy from the depths of the netherworld. The barefoot "immortal in red" stands on the dragon's head, and with ten fingers, the swirling cinnabar talisman papers are connected into a line. It rushed out of his cuffs, turning into ropes to surround the demonic energy.

The braille characters are transformed into dragons, and the characters are transformed into cables. This is the ancient magic-subduing array.

The ancient formation, the one who subdued is naturally the ancient demon.A demon who can fight on par with the Peacock King, even if it has been suppressed for thousands of years, even if it voluntarily dissipates its demon energy, it is still so powerful that it can cause changes in the world.

In the bustling city, the monsters hiding among the crowd all start to look up at the same night sky at the same time.There are no stars in the steel forest, leaving only a pale moon hanging high, but at this moment, even this moon is about to be swallowed by the black mist, and even faintly reveals a dark red luster.

Where people can't see, the weak shadow monsters have long been trembling, hiding under the manhole cover, hiding in the gutter where there is no light, silent.

The newly born ghosts have just bid farewell to the world and embarked on a new journey, only to find that the road ahead has been cut off.I looked around blankly, not knowing where to go.

In the distance, the lights of the night have been turned on.

The hurrying police officers were about to leave. Someone looked up at the last young man who came out of the house, and joked with a smile: "Captain Lin, isn't Mr. Qiao coming tonight?"

"He has his mission." Lin Qianfeng glanced at him, "If he doesn't come, you won't even be able to patrol? Hurry up and leave."

The young captain turned cold, and his subordinates immediately dispersed in a swarm.There are no sirens, uniforms and vehicles. The night patrols are like night owls walking through the city looking for fun. They even walk silently, and then turn into water droplets and merge into the sea.

In every city, there will be such dark colors.

But people who are sleeping will not know, just as they will never discover that the moon has other colors, nor will they know which of the various people they meet every day are monsters in human form.

In the depths of Xizi Hutong, a place often visited by patrolmen, a half-demon has not yet slept.

The blood is stirring again, and the hostile factors from humans and demons are still fighting for ten thousand years, dragging this body that has turned into the battlefield into the predicament of death step by step.

The closure of the Rebirth Tower has caused countless ghosts to stay in the world, and the ghost aura in the world has increased. For Cen Shen, who has half a foot in the coffin, it is really unfriendly.

Not to mention that the memories from Liu Qi were still randomly piled up in his mind, making this already riddled body even more overwhelmed.

But when Cen Shen heard Xing Jun's last words of advice, he was already prepared.On July [-]th, Qiao Fengmian told him similar things, and told him to hide at home and not move around.

He didn't say this to others, but he chose to say it to Cen Shen, because he was too weak.No, not just physically, he was weak from head to toe.

Too weak to control his own body, too weak to resist a finger of fate.He can only accept it passively, like a garbage dump, he can only accept the good and the bad.

Who is he, just a dispensable person in this story.Everyone seems to have an indispensable reason, but he doesn't.

If he died, no one would know.

No, no, Huan Le will know.He will know.

He said he would cure me.

What about others?

Cen Shen subconsciously sat up from the bed and looked at Huan Le who was sleeping beside him.Huan Le was right next door, with a natural smile on his young and handsome face, as if he had a sweet dream.

He stretched out his hand to him, wanting to seek comfort, but a gust of wind came, and the shadows of the toon trees in the yard stretched their teeth and claws on the wall, like sprites crawling out of a dark hell.And his own shadow was covered with rows of spikes, like a monster.

In an instant, Cen Shen's whole body was icy cold, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen.

The outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

The scream was blocked in the throat, and nothing could come out.

"A Cen!"

"A Cen!"

It was Huan Le's repeated shouts that shattered everything in front of him like a mirror.The shadow of the tree with its teeth and claws was gone, and the spikes on his back were also gone, and the throat that was pinched suddenly became unobstructed. He gasped for breath, opened his eyes again, and found that he was still lying on the bed.

"You just had a nightmare." Huan Le hugged him tightly, even his voice was tense.

It really scared him to death just now.

Cen Shen was still a little stunned, it was so sudden, why did he suddenly have such a dream?It seems that the psychological defense line has become vulnerable and easily breached.

He couldn't help but look out of the window, the curtains were still drawn properly, there was only a gap that was not closed, revealing a touch of the color of the moon.

That's... red?

"What's going on outside?" Cen Shen's voice was hoarse.

"The big formation in the city seems to be open, and the power of heaven and earth has changed, and there is still a little bit of magic, but it is still stable." Of course, Huan Le is very sensitive to the changes around him, and he also guessed that these changes should be related to Shang Si.Xing Jun appeared in the study today, so Xing Jun may also have a part.

What worried him was that it seemed to have affected Cen Shen as well.

That devilish energy...could it come from Hei Qiye?If it was this devilish energy that affected Cen Shen, then he somewhat understood why Shang Si didn't let him see Hei Qiye.

The power of this demonic energy is too terrifying.

Huan Le reached out to Cen Shen's hand, and it was no surprise that it was cold.But under the cold skin, there is a hidden hotness, which is his blood surging.

With a shudder in his heart, he raised his hand to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, and supported his back with his right hand calmly, touching a tiny, piercing bump.

Nan Ying said that he still has one year to live.But his body is too dilapidated, like a bucket that already has a lot of holes and cannot withstand more washing.

"Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat." Huan Le clenched his fists tightly, but with a smile on his face, his tone was brisk, "Don't worry about outside affairs, it's fourth master and the others who care , Fourth Master is so powerful, there won't be any problems."

Cen Shen didn't reply immediately, but nodded slightly after looking at him for a while.

Huan Le immediately changed Cen Shen to a more comfortable side-lying position, then left the bedroom and hurried towards the kitchen.His heart was pounding, the faster he walked, the faster he jumped, he rushed into the kitchen, raised his hand to set a soundproof barrier, and immediately took out his mobile phone to call Nanying.

In the bedroom, Cen Shen was lying quietly, staring blankly at the gap between the curtains, a little dazed.

At this time, Agui woke up when he heard the movement here, and happened to slowly pass the door leading from the bedroom to the studio, and was about to crawl to the bed.However, as soon as his worried eyes touched Cen Shen, he heard him ask quietly: "Ah Gui, has my thorn grown back?"

Agui was stunned.He didn't know that the high bed and quilt blocked his sight, so he couldn't see clearly.

Cen Shen asked and answered by himself: "I know, it has grown again."

How could Cen Shen not know if the thorns on his body grew or not?Only that idiot Huan Le would want to hide it from him.

That's a fool.

Cen Shen clenched his teeth, he could feel the thorns tearing open his flesh, trying to get out again.It was as if there was some kind of beast hidden in his body, and it was desperately drilling out and out, which made his heart ache.

It hurts.

It hurts.

He obviously didn't do anything wrong, and he tried not to cause trouble to others or become a burden to anyone, but why did it still hurt so much?

"I'll call Huan Le, I'll call him right away!" Seeing his pale face, Agui subconsciously wanted to call someone.But when Cen Shen looked over suddenly, the cold light in his eyes made him freeze in place.

But if you look closely, the cold light looks like his tears.

"You..." Agui was a little speechless.

He still remembered how Cen Shen collapsed and struggled when the spikes grew last time, it was really too painful.Sometimes he also wondered whether it would be a relief to die instead of letting Cen Shen live in such pain.

The comforting words spoken by others are like shackles on his body, and his pain will not be lessened by it, will it?He can't respond to anyone's expectations. If everything is in vain in the end, struggling to survive is just a joke.

Huan Le is good, but can Huan Le save him?

Last time Cen Shen told him that he regretted being with Huan Le.At first, Agui was a little bit upset for Huan Le, but after thinking about it, Cen Shen might just be afraid.

He said that Huan Le was a more emotional person than him.

Cen Shen can be freed after death, but Huan Le is still alive.No one in this world knows better than Agui what it's like to live a long life and constantly regret.

Such a cheerful and lively young man, as he himself said, should be buried in the spring of Chang'an.He should not have too much regret in his flying life in fresh clothes and angry horses.

It may take him a long, long time to get out of the shadow of losing Cen Shen, and maybe he will never be able to get out, unable to ask, love and parting.

Agui looked at Cen Shen, his eyes dim: "But what can you do? The relationship between people is not so easy to eliminate. Since you met him, what's the use of regretting? There are often such things in TV dramas. In the plot, a terminally ill person deliberately broke up and left his hometown in order not to make his lover sad. But you can't move anymore, he won't let you go, and he can't forget you. "

"He will forget me." Cen Shen sat up from the bed with his hands propped up, "As long as Shang Si gives him another seal, he can forget about this relationship."

Hearing this, Agui was startled, never thought that he had such a plan.After a moment of silence, he said, "It's not fair to him."

Cen Shen stood up, turned around and smiled at him, and asked, "What do you think is fair?"

After all, Cen Shen ignored him and walked to the studio.He walked slowly but resolutely. Apart from his pale face and sweating, he looked pretty much the same as usual.

"What do you want to do?" Agui hurriedly followed.

"The formation map is almost finished." Cen Shen held the door frame and walked into the studio firmly.

He can't delay any longer. Nanying said that he still has one year to live, but this year is also based on the fact that he will not have any accidents and cultivate himself well.

But he couldn't stop the repair work of the formation diagram, and he couldn't stop the situation like tonight from happening. He was like a wooden barrel full of holes, or a balloon full of pinholes, and he was always in danger of collapsing.

He must send Huan Le away before this danger comes, and return his youth to Datang.No one in Datang knew Xizi Hutong, and no one knew Cen Shen.

He could also be the boy who rode his horse through Chang'an City, waiting for the pomegranates under the Nanliu Bridge to ripen, and peeled them for someone he loves to eat in the future.For a person like Cen Shen, it is good to have a memory before death.

This is only fair.

Short-lived joy should not be rewarded with endless regrets.Huan Le should not be allowed to pay for the injustice of fate.

Before meeting Huan Le, Cen Shen had only one wish - he hoped to see the brilliance of the craftsman's highest skill before death.And Huan Le brought him the core of the little hydrangea. Today, he is finally able to repair the little hydrangea. This wish is about to be fulfilled.

Enough is enough.

He wasn't sure if his love for Huan Le would make him survive all the illnesses that followed.He really hurts too much, and he doesn't want to completely turn into a spiky monster.So embarrassing, but also to make people around him more painful.

So that's enough.

Sitting back at the workbench, Cen Shen once again picked up the formation diagram that had been carefully sandwiched in the book.Two-thirds of the formation map has been repaired, and there is still a little bit left to succeed.

Cen Shen picked up the pen, but his hand was shaking a little.

He didn't know why, his thoughts were a little messy tonight, but he just wanted to fix this formation diagram.

It's time for his teenager to go home.

It's time for him to go home too.

Yes, go home.

"Crack." A drop of tear suddenly fell on the formation diagram, blurring the formation pattern.

Cen Shen wiped away his tears in a little panic, but made the patterns more blurred.He was in a hurry, it shouldn't be like this, he was about to mend it.

But the more anxious he was, the more dilapidated the formation map was by him.

His hands were shaking, and his shoulders were shaking with pain, but he pursed his lips tightly, making no sound at all.

It should be like this, it should be so quiet, no one will find out, no one will worry about it.

"Crack." There were only unstoppable tears eager to break the predicament.

But he was in too much pain, and he didn't mean it.

"Ah Cen." Suddenly, he fell into a warm embrace.Someone hugged him from behind, stretched out his hand to cover his white-knuckle hand clutching the table, slowly but could not refuse his hand into the palm of his hand, and then embraced him together.

"Look at me, Ah Cen." Huan Le's voice trembled a little, he was so smart, but he didn't understand Song Li's pain, nor could he understand Cen Shen's despair, so that he realized now that his Ah Cen Cen actually had such a plan.

He half knelt on the ground, forcing Cen Shen to look at him.

Cen Shen raised his eyes, his eyes were completely dark, and there was a faint black mist floating in his pupils.He seemed to have been possessed by a demon, but it seemed that he had already possessed a demon, and it was his own inner demon.

"Look at me, Cen. I love you. The spring in Chang'an is not as good as you, and the red pomegranates by the bridge are not as good as you. Even if Shang Si seals me again, I will always wake up one day. With thousands of rivers and mountains, thousands of years and hundreds of years, reincarnation and reincarnation, I will definitely chase after him, you know, a boy my age is the most stubborn."

The two looked at each other, and there was a hint of prayer in Huan Le's voice.

"Ah Cen, wait for me and give me a little more time, okay? I know you're in pain and I can't bear it, but I promise, even if you're covered in spikes, I can still hold you like this. "

But Cen Shen's eyes were still dark, his chapped lips parted slightly, and he could only murmur a hoarse "I'm sorry."

How could Huan Le agree, but when he was about to speak again, Cen Shen spit out a mouthful of black blood and fell into his arms.Huan Le went crazy, picked up Cen Shen and was about to run outside.

He still remembered Xingjun's advice to them not to go out casually, just in case, so he called just now and asked if Nanying could come over.Nanying agreed, but Cen Shen's current situation made him unable to wait for a moment.

Cen Shen fell into his arms, but did not faint.

There are too many things in his brain, Liu Qi's, Master's, Huan Le's, about the formation map, and everything in the past, all of which are swept up by the waves in his mind at this moment, surging non-stop.

His mouth was filled with the smell of rust, and he had no time to think, unable to distinguish any more, so he could only grasp the last words he received like a life-saving straw, otherwise he would soon drown in the raging waves.

"Sorry……"

He repeated subconsciously, throwing away everything, exposing the deepest things buried in his heart, just wanting to hold on to this last straw.

"Can you not go..."

"I don't want to die..."

"Is there someone... help me..."

"I……"

Sorry, I'm actually selfish and fragile.

I was delusional about who would give everything to save me, but still pretended to be rational, saying that I didn't need it and could die calmly.

Actually, I really want to live a healthy life, because the ginkgo trees in Xishan and the pomegranate trees in Nanliu Bridge are very beautiful.

Actually... I don't believe in fate at all.

……

"Fate is a piece of shit."

In the Pagoda of Rebirth, the devilish energy surged stronger and stronger, almost swallowing Zilong completely.Qiao Fengmian held the Golden Twelve Guards and landed on Lu Zhifei, while the other hand was tightly clutching the railing, and his eyes were fixed on Shang Si.

Shang Si knelt on one knee above the dragon's head, dressed fiercely in red, and stared sharply at the looming figure in the black mist.

"Hei Qiye, you are not the twins of destiny, you are just bullshit, understand? Don't try to take my body to release your stinking devilish energy. You want to revive Qiye, but also want to survive yourself, so you came up with this Here’s a way to blackmail me, I’ll give you four words—different, thinking, heaven, and opening!”

After the words fell, Shang Si slapped the dragon's head with his palm, and the surging magic power poured into the dragon's body in an instant. In an instant, the golden light shone brightly, causing the surrounding demon energy to dissipate as quickly as snow melted.