The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, it is me who turns back

The galaxy is hidden deep in the dark sky, and the blue-green aurora is reflected on the silent water.

At the end of the broken bridge floated a small boat, with a hexagonal square lamp at the bow, the light was dim, and the grimace carved on the edge of the boat was vaguely illuminated.

Gu Zhizhou walked at the end with a sullen expression, and upon closer inspection, there was still an unconcealable resistance between his brows.

Suddenly a gust of wind came, the water fluctuated, and the boat rose and fell.Gu Zhizhou gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, some not so good memories just floated into his mind for no reason.

He seemed to suddenly pass through the corridors of the years, and heard a deafening cheer.

Someone was shouting: "Li Cheng, congratulations to Master Mozun for being born again."

That's why Gu Zhizhou didn't want to go to the demon world so much. He didn't think he was a soft-hearted person, but he was always burdened by the past, and he often had feelings for others.

He closed his eyes and forced himself to erase those memories.

Below the human realm, it is called the earth realm.

The way of asura, the way of animals, and the way of evil ghosts are all in it.

If you want to go to the lower realm, you have to go through Ruoshui for three thousand years, and pass through the realm of gods and ghosts at the end of Ruoshui.

Bakang walked in the front, just when he reached the edge of the broken bridge, the rope tied to the boat moved slightly, and immediately after, a figure was faintly condensed on the bow of the boat.

The man was tall and tall, wearing a black cloak, with a wide brim covering his face tightly, and holding a sickle as tall as him in his hand.

"Is it the ferryman?" Ba Kang looked closer and asked doubtfully, "Where's the old man who rowed the boat?"

The man nodded, took out an iron plate from his waist, and said in a low voice, "Bo Weng is taking leave today, I will replace him."

Ba Kang took the iron plate in his hand and examined it carefully before returning it to others, muttering: "The ferryman is going to be on vacation, this is the first time I've heard of it." He waved to the people behind him: "You two immortals, Hurry up and get on board."

After speaking, he jumped into the boat first.

"Brother Zhou, you go up first, I'll protect you here." Huai Chu pressed Gu Zhizhou's shoulder. The shadow is a bit serious: "Don't be afraid, it will pass as soon as you close your eyes."

Gu Zhizhou was so ashamed, Ba Kang stared straight at him on the boat after hearing this, he probably didn't expect the invulnerable Negative Snow Immortal Venerable to be afraid.Huai Chu was still chattering beside him, afraid that others would not know that he was afraid of water, and his hands were still touching him, the key point was that he didn't have the slightest strength to resist.

Gu Zhizhou's stern face, pushed him away angrily, and said brazenly: "Don't worry, you were still asleep when I was swimming in Tianhai!"

Huai Chu resentfully closed his mouth, but he kept his hands behind him vaguely, for fear that Gu Zhizhou would accidentally fall into the water.He glanced at the ferryman standing on the bow, and shouted at him: "Brother! Watch out, give me a hand!"

Gu Zhizhou suddenly understood Fu Ziqiu's desire to sew his mouth.

The ferryman stopped on the spot for a few breaths, put down the sickle in his hand and took a step forward, stepped on the boat with one foot, stepped on the broken bridge with the other, and fixed the shaking boat.

Then, he stretched out his hand, and the wide cuff slid to his wrist, revealing the pale and thin knuckles inside.

Gu Zhizhou wanted to push that hand away, but just as he raised his sleeve, he caught a glimpse of a bright white from the corner of his eye, and his heart trembled.

He raised his head abruptly, and passed his hand over without thinking.

The ferryman held him with one hand and hooked his waist with the other, and with a little effort, he carried him steadily from the bridge to the boat.

The boat swayed gently, Gu Zhizhou looked at the ferryman in astonishment.

The latter withdrew his long legs, put his hands on Gu Zhizhou's shoulders, and let him sit down by his feet.

Seeing that Gu Zhizhou had sat down, Huai Chu jumped down.The hull of the boat couldn't bear such a big movement from him, so it immediately swayed and swayed, rising and falling from side to side.

Gu Zhizhou couldn't sit still, and was bumped into the calf of the person next to him by the swaying movement.

"Easy." The ferryman said calmly, picked up the sickle in his hand and pushed it into the water, and the boat gradually stabilized.

"Oh." Huai Chu felt as if he had been taught a lesson, curled his lips, and moved closer to Gu Zhizhou: "Brother Zhou, why are you sitting here, let's go in."

Gu Zhizhou sat up straight and said, "Well...I have a headache from drinking too much, so I'm blowing outside."

"Ah?" Huai Chu pulled Gu Zhizhou's arm, then put it down again: "Then I'm here too."

"What are you doing here?!"

Huai Chu sat next to Gu Zhizhou: "I also drank too much yesterday, and I also want to breathe."

"..."

The ferryman took out the sickle stuck in the water, patted Huai Chu's back with the lower handle of the sickle, and drove them away coldly: "There is no room for three people here, I want to punter."

"That……"

The ferryman spread his arms and interrupted, "Why don't you come?"

Huai Chu stared blankly at the dark figure in front of him, always feeling that the ferryman had an indescribable hostility towards him.Obviously he is the god of the heavens, but why was he restrained by a boatman?

Huai Chu rubbed his nose and said, "Brother Zhou... I'll go in and sit for a while, call me if you need anything!"

Gu Zhizhou responded.

Huai Chu slowly climbed into the cabin, sat down and looked out.

There is so much open space next to Gu Zhizhou, why can't there be room for three people?Open your eyes and talk nonsense!

"Have you sat down yet?" The ferryman moved his legs: "I'm going to punting."

Gu Zhizhou looked up at him, like he was on the clouds yesterday, but at that time he was dazed, with a dazed expression, but now he is awake, surrounded by old scenes that remind him of the melancholy.

Gu Zhizhou suddenly remembered something again, it seemed that Fu Ziqiu said to him: "Zhizhou, take off your clothes."

The sickle swiped vigorously into the water, and the boat with the lonely lamp slowly sailed away from the broken bridge.

Gu Zhizhou's face turned red all the way up to his neck. Damn... Fu Ziqiu really sent him back last night?He also took off his own clothes?anything else?Nothing happened!

The weak water is dim, and the bottom is so dark that you can't see it.

In the middle of the row, the ferryman made a trick after the boat stabilized, and the boat found its own direction and drifted towards the end.

The ferryman bent down and put down the sickle in his hand. He looked down and saw a head hanging down. He sat down and asked inexplicably, "Why is your face so red?"

Gu Zhizhou hesitated and wanted to ask, but felt so embarrassed.Wait, he clearly remembered that Fu Ziqiu said he couldn't come to the demon world, why did this person backtrack?Instead of answering, he asked, "Aren't you not coming? Why are you here?"

"It's easier to make them think that I don't come." Fu Ziqiu said: "The Yaozu have been very peaceful in the past ten years, and I think they have given up resistance. This time, they will directly sue Jiuchongtian. I really didn't expect it."

"People haven't convinced you for so many years?" Gu Zhizhou opened his mouth to speak nonsense and subconsciously said: "Then you still can't do it."

Fu Ziqiu chuckled, nodded and admitted: "Yes, I can't."

Being so calm, Gu Zhizhou would not be able to choke anymore.He rubbed the back of his neck, suddenly lost his temper, and stared at the rising water waves, trying to recall what happened last night.

After a long silence, Fu Ziqiu suddenly asked, "Do you have a headache?"

Gu Zhizhou flicked like a hedgehog: "No, it doesn't hurt."

Fu Ziqiu nodded and stopped asking.

Gu Zhizhou hesitated for a long time, panicked, but still couldn't hold back his words: "Yesterday...you sent me back?"

"Yes." Fu Ziqiu said, knowing what he really wanted to ask, "Send you back, wipe your face, take off your coat, and I'll leave."

"...Oh." Gu Zhizhou blinked, "Then you..."

Know that I have been sleeping in your room.

Sure enough, Fu Ziqiu asked next: "So why do you still live in Wuyue Pavilion?"

"..."

Gu Zhizhou swallowed a mouthful of air guiltily, why?In the first year or two, I was unwilling, and then I became reluctant, and now I am used to it.He gradually calmed down, lowered his eyes, and said lightly: "I've lived for so many years, I'm used to it."

When Fu Ziqiu just left, due to various reasons, Gu Zhizhou suffered from a headache.Later, Huai Chu took care of it, probably because of the aftereffects of the medicine he took, the headache disappeared, but he couldn't sleep all night.Gu Zhizhou had a bad temper at first, and he was even more anxious when he couldn't sleep. He jumped up and down Wuyue Pavilion like a headless fly, until one day he became numb and began to accept slowly. What is blocked is laid out in front of you, and then it is torn apart.

Gu Zhizhou pushed open the door of Fu Ziqiu's room with the attitude of drinking poison to quench his thirst. Facing the emptiness of the room, he tried to make the wound deeper and more painful. This kind of practice cannot be avoided or forgotten. It is better to adapt to the pain and learn to accept it.

Thinking about it this way, it really felt a lot better. He nestled on Fu Ziqiu's bed, smelling the scent of another person remaining in the air, cut himself open, dug out a part, and filled in a new one.Gradually, he was able to fall asleep, as if he came back to life, but he dominated that room and refused to leave again.

Gu Zhizhou made up a lame reason for his behavior: "In the early years, Lei Gong and Dian Mu fought and broke the roof of my room, so I moved to your place. After it was repaired, I didn't bother to move my house anymore. Anyway, you don't want to move. I won't be coming back, don't you mind?"

Fu Ziqiu paused for a moment, then shook his head lightly: "It doesn't matter, if it's empty, it's empty."

Gu Zhizhou didn't seem to be as relaxed as he expected, and Fu Ziqiu's nonchalant behavior made him feel stuck.

But what else could he do?Now, what else does he want?

The atmosphere cooled down again.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Ziqiu said, "The realm of gods and ghosts is ahead."

Gu Zhizhou didn't have a good impression of this place, so he glanced forward with a livid face.

"what happened?"

"It's okay." Gu Zhizhou said, "Let me see what the ghost realm looks like."

There are three thousand faint waters, and at the end of the journey, the blue aurora is even more dazzling.The water surface narrowed, and high cliffs stood up, dyeing the world into extreme black.

A gray-blue arc is erected on the cliff, vaguely covered with a layer of water mist.

Before reaching the cliff, the road ahead can only be passed by a small boat.

The cramped space gave people an inexplicable sense of security, Gu Zhizhou asked: "Is this the realm of ghosts?"

Fu Ziqiu looked into the distance without squinting: "This is Wangchen Road."

"What way?"

"Forget the dust." In the darkness, Fu Ziqiu grabbed Gu Zhizhou's hand, spread it out, brushed his fingertips across his palm, and outlined two words stroke by stroke: "There is a bridge of Naihe in the underworld. Cross the bridge." Then you can forget your life, go through hardships, and enter reincarnation. The road of forgetting dust is similar, from here, you can break your past, pick out the bones of immortals, and enter the path of demons."

Gu Zhizhou's hand tightened suddenly, grasping the coldness: "You..."

Fu Ziqiu patted the back of his hand, pulled it out, and pointed forward: "That's the realm of gods and ghosts."

Gu Zhizhou's heart was empty, and he looked in the direction of his finger.

The sky was already dark, except for a circle of silvery-white light points gathered together to form a door. From a distance, it seemed that the sky was full of stars all piled up in one place. When I got closer, I realized that those silvery-white light spots were actually shining skulls.

This is a barrier made of skulls, the real gate of life and death, the realm of gods and ghosts.

The surface of the water became shallower little by little, and in the end, it was basically relying on spiritual power to move on the rough ground.

Passing through the realm of gods and ghosts, the field of vision suddenly widens, and the sky is not as dark as before. Although there is a thick layer of clouds covering the sky, it is not completely dark.

A stone tablet full of gaps stood on the ground. The handwriting on the tablet was blurred, and it seemed to be very old.

Gu Zhizhou looked at it for a long time before he could vaguely distinguish the words "Daomo Dao" engraved on the stone tablet.

800 years ago, the re-divided Three Realms and Six Realms replaced the original two realms of Heaven and Demon, and this stele is probably a relic left from the previous battle between Heaven and Demon.It has survived thousands of years of wind and frost, and it is full of scars, but it still shows the glory that once dominated for a while.

Fu Ziqiu stood up and threw the sickle forward, the blade pierced through the void, and suddenly a layer of transparent porcelain seemed to be broken in front of him.

The crackling sounds sounded one after another, and the boat drove in through thousands of cracks, landed in a groove, and then got stuck in it with perfect fit.

The ship shook, Fu Ziqiu took the lead to step up to a stone platform at the other end, turned around and handed Gu Zhizhou his hand: "Come up."

Gu Zhizhou tightened his lips, the seemingly peaceful relationship between the two seemed to be broken again by the conversation just now.

"No need." Gu Zhizhou pushed Fu Ziqiu away with the back of his hand, and stood up with his long legs.

Fu Ziqiu chuckled and took his hand back.

Huai Chu climbed up immediately, and dragged Gu Zhizhou to look at it, but was finally taken aback by his impatient face, so he had to sneak a look, and by the way, looked at the black-clothed ferryman next to him, always feeling something strange.

"Thanks for your hard work." Ba Kang said, he took a finger bone from his belt and stuffed it to Fu Ziqiu: "Your boat is much more stable than Bai Weng, come here often in the future."

Fu Ziqiu smiled while shaking the white bone in his hand, and said politely, "That's too generous."

"Your Majesty will reward you a lot for a good job." Ba Kang went to the front to open the way: "My lords, this is the demon world, I will take you to Miaoling City first, where the situation is the most serious, and the house prepared for you It's there too."

Gu Zhizhou nodded, and looked back, the place where Fu Ziqiu was standing was empty.He was slightly taken aback, but quickly regained his composure.

Perhaps the turmoil in the demon world came suddenly and violently, and the road from the ferry to Miaoling City was rarely desolate, and the ruined buildings and walls everywhere against it were too desolate.

Gu Zhizhou's gaze moved away from a dark wall, and was attracted by the sacred tree that had been sharpened by swords and swords.

Ba Kang explained without surprise: "These are all left over from the war between gods and demons thousands of years ago."

Gu Zhizhou's long eyelashes trembled, and he looked at Ba Kang suspiciously: "After so many years, don't you guys fix it?"

"Where, I tried it, but it didn't work." Ba Kang shook his head: "I don't know how many ways I have thought of, these marks are like branded on, and I can't get rid of them. I get used to it after a long time. Just let it go."

"Ah," Huai Chu said with emotion, "How much powerful mana can leave such a deep mark."

"I don't know about this. I haven't been reincarnated thousands of years ago." Ba Kang said with a smile: "But the battle back then was too tragic, and neither side took any advantage. Although the devil died in this battle, your God of War Don’t you live a few more days, don’t mention it.”

Huai Chu is not willing to do so. In the history books, what was written about the wars between gods and demons in those years was described as vivid and vivid. He has torn all the books. The God of War, Long Xiao, is a hero admired by everyone on the five continents. .

"The disaster that happened back then, if the God of War hadn't been able to bear the curse of the demon king by himself, I am afraid that the three realms would have been destroyed, and you and I would not be able to stand here today." Huai Chu snorted coldly: "The God of War draws six ways and five continents to appease the world. , to unify the realm. Regardless of past suspicions, give your monster race a place to live in the animal realm. He said that all living beings are equal, and he planned this for the Three Realms. What you said just now is too ignorant of good and bad."

"The merits and demerits are judged by the victors. Immortals are born noble, so should we be humble?" Ba Kang refused to give in: "What the devil did was just to fight for a place in the world for demons and ghosts. Immortals and demons just have different positions, since they are on their own, there are so many who are right and who are wrong."

"No one will let you fight for fame and fortune for yourself, but it's too cruel to be a demon and a demon by nature, and to use any means to achieve your goal."

Huai Chu spoke vigorously, without noticing a fiery red butterfly popped out from behind his head, and flew towards his face.

"After the death of the Demon Lord, the God of War spent a hundred years to stabilize the Three Realms. No blood was shed for you to settle down. This is the way to be a king. You guys don't work at all..." The conversation was cut off suddenly, Huai Chu wiped his face, Looking aside in surprise: "What the hell?"

The butterfly's wings seem to have been kissed by the tongue of fire, revealing a bright red.

Gu Zhizhou froze suddenly.

Huai Chu's eyes widened: "Butterfly elves?" He turned to Ba Kang: "Your ones?"

Bakang took a closer look, and felt a little awkward when the verbal and verbal confrontation was interrupted so abruptly. He shook his head stiffly and said, "I don't know, it's a little strange. Now that the demon world is in chaos, maybe he escaped from somewhere."

"A butterfly spirit dares to bump into your grandfather, your demon world is too arrogant!" Huai Chu rolled up his sleeves and wanted to catch him, but Gu Zhizhou stopped him when he stretched out his hand: "What are you doing? Let me catch this butterfly and bake it!" Eat the wings!"

Gu Zhizhou pretended to clear his throat, and with a hook of his long finger, he called the butterfly over.

I saw that the little butterfly, who had been rebellious against the fairy just now, retracted its wings, and stood on Gu Zhizhou's index finger very obediently, and was then gently put into the cuff by him.

"Brother Zhou?"

"I forgot to say," Gu Zhizhou said nonsense seriously: "This is the little elf I raised, and it was brought out together before it took shape and entangled people."

The butterfly in the sleeve seemed to be quite pleased with this, and spread its wings into Gu Zhizhou's loose jacket, clinging tightly to his forearm.

When the tentacles touched the bare skin, it made people itch slightly, Gu Zhizhou patted his arm without mercy, and the things inside instantly became honest.

"You? Raising elves?" Huai Chu touched Gu Zhizhou's forehead and said dumbfounded, "Are you alright?"

"Get out." Gu Zhizhou pushed the man away: "Do you care what I raise, does it have anything to do with you? Be honest with me here, and I will immediately report to Wangchenzhou if I catch any living beings again, and let those monks chant scriptures and chanting Buddha's words to you." Bald! Go away!"

Huai Chu thought about the bright light on his head, and felt that it was a bit unacceptable, so he pursed his mouth and dared not speak again.