blood sacrifice

As far as the field of vision is concerned, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, surrounded by smog, and the crimson red lotus magic circle between the sky and the earth is like two demons, trapping people in it, letting them manipulate them, and unable to escape.

The red-haired man in red was walking in front of him, not too far away, with a blue stone in his hand, he couldn't figure out what he would say to him, and what he should answer, if How should he explain the secret? If he said it was amnesia, could he be sexual? If he asked the reason, would he say that he didn't even know it!

The man in red suddenly paused, and he also hurriedly stopped. The scene was changing rapidly, the white mist was hazy and magnificent in an instant, and the trickle of water fell from the sky, starting from the disappearance of clouds and rain and fog. Flowers, plants and trees are all born in the mist and hidden in the mist, making people see hazy and not really see.

Different from the red lotus formation between heaven and earth, and the large red lotus outside, the vegetation here is glowing with a faint silver light, and the slender wicks, dots of pearl, and dots of crystal clear, dissipate in the air, turning into misty rain.

The man in red turned around, stared quietly at the stubborn stone in his arms for a long time, sighed softly, a little helpless, but more like powerless: "Sure enough, I still can't escape, I really found it..."

He couldn't understand what he was saying, so he remained silent.

The man in red raised his head, retracted his gaze from staring at the stubborn stone, and met his gaze. It was deep and hard to guess, like a blood-colored deep pool, with just one glance, it would be impossible to recover. The heroic eyebrows and eyes were slightly drawn, and the eyes became a little dignified, wandering up and down on himself.

When the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the air seemed to be stagnant for an instant. I could only feel the cold sweat dripping from my back, leaving it along the lines of my back. I always felt that he had seen something, which was why he was so silent.

Sure enough, the man in red spoke again, a little helpless, a little desolate, but more of a submissive sigh: "So it's already started..."

For a moment of confusion, the man in red didn't give himself any time to think, and then he opened his mouth, shaking him so much that he almost couldn't stand still.

"You are not Ye." The blood-colored pupils met his gaze firmly, and looked at him without hesitation or even sharpness. The blood-colored hair moved in the air without wind, and an invisible pressure made it difficult to breathe, as if Just the slightest mistake will take your breath away.

I don't know how to answer, let alone how to explain the current situation, because even I don't know who I am, where I came from and where I'm going.

But why... Ye... the name is so familiar... He said it wasn't his, but if he wasn't Ye, what was he...

As if seeing his astonishment and shock, the man in red smiled relaxedly, and lowered his face slightly to avoid his gaze: "I don't mean anything else, I just feel surprised that it's so fast."

"Don't be nervous, I don't have any other meanings, I don't want to pursue it, let alone know the reason, I know you are not Ye—" He raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full of unreadable complexity, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and the corners of his eyebrows slightly curved, But he didn't think it was so free and easy, "But it's okay to say you are."

It's night and it's not night, why do you say that...

"Think about why you came, think about your purpose, think about your love and hate, think about what is important to you, important people, important things, and you can go back."

After finishing speaking, the man in red turned around smartly, waved his hand as a farewell, and then disappeared into the smoky clouds.

Why did you come here, your own love and hate, your own purpose... what is important... the most important thing... the most important person...

I... who is it? ...

"...Can I still love you?..."

Who can love whom?

"... When the matter of... is resolved, and the entanglement of so many years is settled, if possible, I want to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, set up a thatched hut, plant some grass and trees, and ignore the disputes and entanglements in this world. live in peace..."

Waiting for it to be resolved...why wait for it to be resolved...the hut...the vegetation...the ordinary and quiet days...

Why is my heart sour...why do I always feel that something is missing...who said these words...why does it feel so familiar...

"...I saw a kind of grass when I came out... It was so long, each plant had only nine leaves, the root was lavender, and the top was silvery flocculent. When the wind blows, it will blow away with the wind. Large expanses of snow-white,...said, that is in...there is also a rare vegetation, called Jiujing Immortal Grass, if you like, we can plant this..."

Why is it always intermittent...why is there always no image at the place I want to know...

who are we? ...

The voice is so familiar, the bottom of my heart will ache, it will be sore, but more of it is warmth...why! ...

Why don't you even know who you are! !

It seems that I have lost a lot of things, it seems that I have forgotten a lot of things, but compared to not even knowing my own pain, in the dark, I want to know who is the person who makes my heart hurt but is more warm!

On the left chest, where the heart is, there was a sudden shock and the sharp stabbing pain made people suffocate. He lowered his head and looked at the bright red of the bi-color clothes in astonishment, just like the red lotus all over the mountains and plains, enchanting, dazzling, and suffocating!

It hurts, but it's not as painful as I imagined, as if I'm used to it, or maybe I've been in pain for too long, the stickiness of the tentacles gradually changes from warm to cold, but my heart becomes more and more restless. Always through that thin layer of sandpaper.

A handsome and tall figure suddenly flashed into my mind, unrestrained, arrogant, dressed in dark blue clothes, with long blue hair, and deep blue eyes, complex and depressing that cannot be expressed in a thousand words, thin lips lightly Kai, but couldn't hear what he was saying.

I stretched out my hand to grab it, but I saw that the figure in my mind was getting farther and farther away, gradually dissipating and misty, just like the fog at the moment, hazy and blurred.

Why are you leaving again? ...why do you always let go first? ...why didn't you wait for me? ...why...did you leave me...

Helplessly chasing that figure that was drifting away, forgetting the red lotus abyss under his feet that he was still very afraid of before, but that figure finally disappeared from the field of vision, the sadness is greater than the heart, but it feels devastated, bright and bright The world instantly dimmed and collapsed.

Kneeling down with the stone in his arms, he stared blankly at the crystal clear stone without any impurities. .

Looking at the drops of water falling on the stone in astonishment, he stretched out his hand to caress the corners of his eyes, it was wet, these were really his own tears, but why...

...Everything goes with the flow, you can't have too many distracting thoughts, and you must not have a blank mind and think about nothing. If you want to go back and forth from wherever you go, then firmly remember your most important things...

Where did you come from, where do you go back, even you want to know where you came from and where you are going!

But the most important thing...

Looking at the stone in his arms, the corners of his lips raised involuntarily, I don't know if it was bitterness or relief, although he forgot everything, even though he didn't even know what his own existence was, but at least he was not alone, at least he still had the love in his arms. The stone is with me.

Although unable to speak, although without thought, the clear and translucent depth makes people feel at ease and calm, and they are deeply attracted by just one glance, willing to indulge and unwilling to wake up.

The tears couldn't fall down one by one, but the sight seemed to be clearer and brighter because of it, or in other words, only the blue stone in the eyes became clearer in the sight, and the rise and fall of the rest of the things had nothing to do with him.

In a trance, I felt as if something was caressing my head one after another. The gentle, careful, indescribable gentle care gave people the illusion of being protected and loved...

... Ling ... Xu ...

A word flashed through my mind, so fast that it was hard to catch, unable to catch, but it seemed as if it had penetrated into the flesh and blood and the depths of the soul.

Ling Xu...

As long as you know the word...

Ling Xu...

As long as you recite this word silently, you will feel an indescribable satisfaction and relief in your heart. Although it is accompanied by a slight dull pain, it is still memorable, as unforgettable as eating the marrow, and you can't stop it...

Ling Xu...

What this word represents is not important, what is important is the current self, only him, as long as he can think and read like this, it is enough...

"...Ling Xu..." Unable to control himself, he said, a trace of warmth slipped through his heart, and he subconsciously tightened the blue stone in his arms.

In an instant, the scene changes rapidly, as if being pulled in or back quickly, but I am standing in the same place, but the rapidly changing scene makes people dizzy, and even makes people unable to tell whether it is the surrounding scenery or the scene in the mind. Instantly overflowing with complex images.

The root of the ring finger of the left hand seemed to be burned by something. The sudden pain was suffocating. He raised his left hand and looked inexplicably at the ruby ​​ring that suddenly appeared on his hand or was just there. , blood-like crimson, more bewitching and profound than the red lotus that rotates all over the mountains and fields, the suffocating fragrance, knowing that it is dangerous and deadly, but uncontrollably wanting to approach, moths to the flame.