I miss you

The spiral staircase is very long, as if it has no end.

Zhou Jiayu's body was cold and exhausted, as soon as he thought that he could rescue Lin Zhushui from the high platform, his steps became light.

"When I go up, I can save my husband." Zhou Jiayu and Ji Ba were talking, "We can go back in a while..."

But Ji Ba didn't speak, and looked at Zhou Jiayu quietly, the complex emotions in his eyes were a little unclear.

Zhou Jiayu didn't know how long he had been crawling, but when he felt that his feet were a little stiff, he finally saw a bright light appearing in front of him again.

The light was not bright, but it was enough for Zhou Jiayu to see the scenery in front of him clearly.He seems to have reached the topmost platform, the platform is not too big, only enough for four or five people to stand, and the edge is surrounded by wooden fences, so there is no need to be afraid of falling from the edge.

In the center of the platform, there was a raised disc. After Zhou Jiayu walked in, he found that the disc was engraved with the pattern of green lotus.Zhou Jiayu was very familiar with this pattern, and it seemed to be the same type of tattoo as Lin Zhushui's tattoo on his waist.Zhou Jiayu remembered that Lin Zhushui said that in Buddhism, the lotus flower has the meaning of reincarnation, implying the transition between life and death.

In the center of the disc, there was a depression the size of a fist. Zhou Jiayu studied it for a while before confirming that this depression should be the place where Meng Yangtian said to put the extremely yin thing.

Ji Badao: "Zhou Jiayu, is there anything extremely dark around you?"

Zhou Jiayu laughed, and pointed to himself: "Is there anything more sinister than me here?"

Ji Ba was taken aback, thinking of what Zhou Jiayu wanted to do randomly, he said, "But..."

"No but." Zhou Jiayu said, "If I really had to die, I would rather choose this way of death."

What Lin Zhushui saw about his future was too terrifying. Zhou Jiayu couldn't imagine what kind of pain it would be to wipe out his love for Lin Zhushui, and even say such hurtful words.

"Okay." Ji Ba didn't persuade anymore.

Already ready, Zhou Jiayu took out the dagger he was planning to use as a weapon, and slashed his arm without hesitation.With the knife raised and lowered, blood gushed out and flowed into the central circle along the lines of the disc.As the blood flowed, the dark lines on the disc gradually revealed, it was clusters of flames, surrounding the lotus.These lotus flowers are even more lifelike against the background of blood, like flowers blooming in the fire of karma, beautiful and swaying with a vibrant atmosphere.

"Boom—" The loud sound of the stone moving came up from under the platform. Zhou Jiayu put his head out of the high platform and saw that the lotus platform where Lin Zhushui was lying was slowly rising. played a role.

"It really is." Zhou Jiayu said happily, "Mr. will be able to leave there soon..."

Ji Badao: "But the lotus platform is so far away from the nearest platform, how much blood do you need to put in like this?"

Zhou Jiayu could only say, "Put as much as you have."

Ji Ba slowly squatted down on the turtle shell under him, with a slightly melancholy expression on his face. How long has Zhou Jiayu been with him since he was reborn? After all, I can't bear it.

"So Jiba, why on earth did you resurrect me?" Zhou Jiayu would be really stupid if he couldn't see that there was a problem with Jiba now, and the notebook that could have seen the future had He Jiba printed on it. The same three-legged Golden Crow, plus Zhou Jiayu was also resurrected by Jiba, no matter how he thought about it, the bird in his mind couldn't be an ordinary mascot.

"Because Lin Zhushui must be alive." Ji Ba said, "I need his strength."

Zhou Jiayu said, "What's the relationship between you and that notebook?"

Ji Ba was silent for a moment, and still gave Zhou Jiayu an answer, but the answer was a bit ambiguous: "This is a game between me and the Dao of Heaven."

Zhou Jiayu wanted to ask more questions, but Ji Ba didn't want to say any more.

The blood continued to flow out from Zhou Jiayu's body, and the wound on his arm gradually solidified. Zhou Jiayu gritted his teeth, and ruthlessly slashed his own wrist again.The knife was cut so hard that the bones were exposed. Zhou Jiayu let out a hissing sound and frowned.

The huge stone platform continued to rise, but the speed was a little slow. Zhou Jiayu felt that his body began to become weak along with the pain and blood loss, and he couldn't even stand upright. He could only kneel on the ground and put his body against the lotus stone. Plate, put your hand in the center of the stone plate, let the blood continue to flow down the stone plate.

"It's so cold." Zhou Jiayu's lips turned white, and he murmured involuntarily, "It's so cold."

Ji Ba couldn't bear to look at it, and said in a low voice, "Zhou Jiayu, I'm sorry."

"What's your apology?" Zhou Jiayu said, "I'm already a dead person... If you can bring me back to life, I've already taken advantage of it. Now that I can use my life to save my husband, it's repaid. Debt..." His eyes looked through the wooden fence, looking at Lin Zhushui in the lava, "I'm just a little reconciled, I can't be reconciled to being with my husband anymore..."

Ji Ba suddenly started to sob, and tears rolled down its eye sockets one by one, hitting the turtle shell under it: "I don't want this either, Zhou Jiayu, I don't want this either."

Zhou Jiayu didn't have the strength to appease Jiba anymore, he even found it difficult to breathe even this simple movement.The stone platform was still going up, but it was still some distance away from completely breaking away from what Meng Yangtian said.

"I can't, I don't have that much blood anymore." Zhou Jiayu said with difficulty, "What should I do..."

Ji Ba couldn't speak, tears soaked its feathers, making it look extraordinarily embarrassed.

Zhou Jiayu looked at his arm, and suddenly thought of something: "Aside from blood... can something else be used?" He cut off a bit of his hair with a knife, and threw it into the lotus dish, but the stone underneath The table didn't change, it didn't move at all.

"Hair is bad?" Zhou Jiayu said, "Then...how about meat?"

Ji Ba's eyes widened suddenly, and he watched Zhou Jiayu grit his teeth and cut off a piece of flesh from his arm. His actions were so decisive, as if he couldn't feel the pain of the sharp blade cutting across his body at all.

"Zhou Jiayu—" Ji Ba screamed.

Zhou Jiayu laughed, "It's moving."

It did move. The lotus platform, which was rising very slowly, suddenly accelerated. Zhou Jiayu was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw that the magma under Lin Zhushui's body was churning, and there was a tendency to surge upwards. trend.The temperature in this narrow space suddenly became very high, Zhou Jiayu immediately realized that the time limit Meng Yangtian said seemed to be coming soon.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Jiayu gritted his teeth the next moment, and slashed the dagger hard at his arm again.

Another piece of flesh fell to the ground, and Zhou Jiayu's arm was boneless. He was trembling with pain, and his head was covered with cold sweat, but the hand holding the dagger never trembled at all.

"Fuck, it hurts so fucking badly." Zhou Jiayu cursed weakly, "Before I come up, I really should have chopped off Meng Yangtian's shit." Lin Zhushui would definitely not lie on that shit for no reason In all likelihood, the high platform was done by that bastard Meng Yangtian.

Ji Ba shook his body in Zhou Jiayu's mind, the tears in his small black eyes never stopped, and he didn't know how a bird could have such well-developed lacrimal glands.

The table had already risen by two-thirds, and the distance to the platform was getting closer and closer. Zhou Jiayu was in so much pain that he bit his lower lip tightly. Before he knew it, he had already bit his lower lip. Bloody.

In order to distract himself, Zhou Jiayu could only chat with Jiba, but the content of the chat made Jiba's tears flow more fiercely, Zhou Jiayu said: "I'm afraid I'm going to die here today." , before you leave, do you have to leave something for Mr.

Although his tone of voice sounded like a joke, Ji Ba and Zhou Jiayu knew in their hearts that this might not be a joke anymore.

Ji Ba buried his head in the feathers, shook his small body and continued to cry, unable to answer Zhou Jiayu's words.

Zhou Jiayu thought for a while, then suddenly stained a little blood with the fingers of his right hand, and carefully drew a peach heart on the ground, then drew a stick figure fish on the left side of the peach heart, and wrote a stick figure on the right side. water word.In fact, he also wanted to write the word love seriously, but it was a pity that the strokes of this word were so complicated that Zhou Jiayu's hands were shaking all the time, and he couldn't write clearly in a short time.

The word love is inherently complicated, Zhou Jiayu felt that he might only be able to comprehend it once in a lifetime.

However, even though it is simple paintings and words, his mood must be conveyed to Lin Zhushui.Thinking of this, Zhou Jiayu felt satisfied.

The stone platform was still rising, but Zhou Jiayu's consciousness became more and more blurred. He was lying on the stone platform, his body was like a rusty machine, and it became more and more difficult to move.

When his consciousness started to blur, Zhou Jiayu knew that his time was running out.

It is said that when a person dies, there will be a marquee in his mind, but Zhou Jiayu didn't see anything at the time. He was too tired, and in order to raise the table as soon as possible, he had already cut his arm into bones.

But in order to confirm Lin Zhushui's safety, Zhou Jiayu tried his best not to fall asleep. He raised his eyes with difficulty, watching Lin Zhushui getting closer and closer to him...

At this time, they were far away, and Zhou Jiayu couldn't even see Lin Zhushui's face clearly. This was probably Zhou Jiayu's only regret when he left.

However, just when Zhou Jiayu's consciousness was about to disappear, his body felt a scorching temperature that he had never felt before. The temperature rose slowly from the bottom.Zhou Jiayu thought it was the temperature of the magma at first, but after looking down, he found that the temperature was coming from Lin Zhushui's body.

Lin Zhushui ignited.The flames on his body now turned into something like flowing water, continuously emerging from his body, and then flowing down the platform.

Zhou Jiayu was taken aback by this scene. He staggered and crawled a certain distance outside the platform, and looked at Lin Zhushui with the last of his strength: "Sir—" Although he tried his best, the sound of Mr. But it was still as quiet as a mosquito, unable to wake up Lin Zhushui at all.

"Sir..." Across the air distorted by the flames, Zhou Jiayu gently stroked the outline of Lin Zhushui with his fingers, his eyes were full of reluctance and attachment, and deep down there was the pain that was forcibly suppressed.

When life and death were really approaching, Zhou Jiayu realized that he was not as free and easy as he imagined.

He couldn't bear it, couldn't bear to leave Lin Zhushui, couldn't bear to leave everyone.

Lin Zhushui is so picky about food, if he leaves, will he not like to eat anything like before.Xiaozhi hasn't grown up yet, if she leaves, will it cry to death.He hasn't seen Lin Jue and Xiao Jin together, hasn't seen Shen Yiqiong in love, hasn't seen much about the future.

Zhou Jiayu's head lowered slowly, and those two siren calls exhausted the last of his strength.

Meng Yangtian's sharp laughter rang out. He didn't know when he woke up from the coma, and he saw the scene in front of him.

He laughed wildly, but tears flowed from his eyes, and his ecstatic expression was so ferocious that people couldn't tell what emotion he was in for a while.

Meng Yangtian rushed to Lin Zhushui's side, and put the notebook in his hand on Lin Zhushui's body.

The notebook came into contact with the flame flowing from Lin Zhushui's body, and it was gradually ignited. Although the burning was very slow, it was indeed burning. From the pages inside the book cover, little by little, there were traces of scorched black.

"Hahahaha it's burning, it's burning—" Meng Yangtian laughed wildly, and hit the ground heavily with his hands. Because of the excessive force, his skin was soon bloody and bloody, but he still couldn't feel it. "Goodbye, goodbye..." He turned his head and looked at the charred corpse standing behind him.

I saw those scorched corpses that were twisting their bodies, but their movements began to slow down. Their bodies were actually sand sculptures eroded by the strong wind. Clusters of black ashes fell from their bodies, leaving black marks on the ground.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust..." Meng Yangtian's voice dropped, and he sat on the ground, watching the charred corpses behind him all turn into ashes—everything was finally over.

The Meng family's nightmare came from the notebook behind him. At this time, the notebook was burned to ashes by the fire of the sun in Lin Zhushui's body, and the terrible reincarnation finally came to an end.

Back then when the Meng family was at its peak, some members of the tribe found this notebook that could tell the future from somewhere, and saw the future of the Meng family.

It records that all members of the Meng family died at the stake. This future filled the people with a sense of anxiety.

But fortunately, there was something else recorded in the notebook—the formation to resurrect people.

Meng Yangtian was lying on the ground, emptied his eyes, his father, who was expelled from the Meng family by accident, became the last survivor and gave birth to him.

Father Meng knew about the existence of the notebook at that time, so after the disaster subsided, he rushed to Meng's house quickly and found the notebook.

The notebook was found, but Meng’s father was gone. The last thing he did was to send the notebook to Meng Yangtian, asking Meng Yangtian to revive the tribe according to the magic circle above——

Thinking of this, Meng Yangtian covered his face with his hands.He is also a genius, so after several years of research, he successfully activated the formation.

After paying a painful price, he indeed resurrected the Meng clan - in another distorted state.

They can indeed walk and move like living people, but they maintain the form of charred corpses, and they will never die again.

Meng Yangtian even tried to chop them into several pieces, but as long as the next day, they would all return to their original appearance.This is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that these people have some vague consciousness, Meng Yangtian dare not imagine, if someone revives him, and he finds that he has become like this after resurrection, and can't How desperate would it be to die again.

After understanding this fact, Meng Yangtian finally realized that this formation might not be used for resurrection, but for curse.

Turning the dead into this appearance seems like only an enemy can do it.

So Meng Yangtian began to try to remedy it, wanting to destroy the notebook directly, but to destroy the notebook, he had to use Lin Zhushui and Zhou Jiayu...the two are indispensable.

"Hahaha, haha." Meng Yangtian cried, "Thank you, thank you..." But he didn't know who to thank.

Zhou Jiayu also vaguely heard Meng Yangtian's voice, but he was already unable to think.

He was lying on the edge of the fence, his dull eyes still cast on Lin Zhushui, in fact, his eyes could no longer focus, and he could only see a blurred scene.The magma is slowly rising, and the air is getting hotter and hotter.

When Zhou Jiayu was on his deathbed, he heard the crisp cry of a bird.It was a long and melodious voice, which Zhou Jiayu had never heard before.

Probably because of the flashback, Zhou Jiayu's spirit suddenly improved, and he clearly felt that something was pulled out of his body.

There was another melodious bird song——Zhou Jiayu raised his head, and saw a big fiery red bird appearing in front of him.

Although the bird was clad in black feathers, it burned with a dazzling flame, and the fire light illuminated the entire narrow cave.It has a haughty look, and the expression in its black eyes looks down on all beings.

This big bird is completely different from the appearance of Jiba in Zhou Jia's mind. Zhou Jiayu recognized it at a glance because he saw that the bird had three bright yellow claws. Holding a small turtle shell.

"Zhou Jiayu." A voice sounded, different from Ji Bajian's tone, this voice was full of majesty, "Thank you."

Zhou Jiayu couldn't move or speak. He lost a lot of blood, his lips turned a pale white color, and under the light of the fire, his whole body seemed to disappear.

Zhou Jiayu heard another sound of things breaking apart. This sound was very crisp, with a very subtle melody, which made Zhou Jiayu inexplicably think of a word... Destiny.

The notebook placed in front of Lin Zhushui was almost burned out, and it was the source of the sound.In the originally closed cave, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the wind hummed like an angry howl.

"Presumptuous!" Ji Ba shouted angrily.

The sound of the wind stopped instantly.

Ji Ba said: "Go away, I have regained my strength, do you still dare to attack him?"

The air fell into an eerie silence. Seeing Ji Ba stop in front of him, Zhou Jiayu uttered something so soft that he could hardly hear it, his lips trembling.

Ji Ba stared into his eyes and said softly, "Sorry, I can't save you."

The only remaining light in Zhou Jiayu's eyes dimmed, and he had no more strength. Ji Ba seemed to say something to him, but Zhou Jiayu couldn't hear clearly.

He closed his eyes and just fell into a long sleep.

After staring at Zhou Jiayu for a moment, the big bird slowly flapped its wings, its figure gradually faded, and disappeared from here.

Meng Yangtian sat there with a blank expression, like a puppet that had lost all power.

Lin Zhushui's eyes moved slightly on the lotus platform, and then he slowly opened them.At this time, there was no red in those eyes, only a blackness as deep as the night was left.

Lin Zhushui stood up, he felt something vaguely, and looked up - the vision that was usually unusable played a vital role at this time, Lin Zhushui saw the top of his head, turned his head The person hanging off the platform.

It was a face he was familiar with. Although he hadn't seen it a few times, it was already deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Zhou Jiayu..." Lin Zhushui sensed something, and he opened his mouth with panic in his voice, "Zhou Jiayu——"

Then ran in a hurry, Lin Zhushui stepped on the revolving stairs, like climbing a tall tower.

On the tower, hides his treasure.

"Zhou Jiayu—" Lin Zhushui's voice became more and more urgent, he finally arrived at the destination and saw everything in front of him clearly.

There was blood everywhere on the platform. Zhou Jiayu lay on the ground and pushed his head out, as if he was trying to see below. There was a huge lotus platform beside him, and a thick layer of blood was attached to the lotus platform— — Lin Zhushui just glanced at it, and instantly understood what happened here.

He staggered a few steps, but felt that his footsteps were extremely heavy, and he couldn't move another step.

"Zhou Jiayu." Lin Zhushui's voice was hoarse and helpless. He didn't understand why things had developed to this point when he woke up.

He missed the most important plot and the most important occasion.

Lin Zhushui finally walked to Zhou Jiayu's side. He knelt down slowly on the ground, turned Zhou Jiayu's body over, and saw his left hand that had turned into a bone.

Lin Zhushui was dizzy for a while, and until he died, Zhou Jiayu was holding a dagger in his right hand, and the dagger was stained with flesh and blood.

"Zhou Jiayu..." Lin Zhushui's hand touched the pulse on Zhou Jiayu's neck, and there was no longer any fluctuation.

Lin Zhushui slowly bent down and put his head on Zhou Jiayu's body.Then, he saw the characters written in blood on Zhou Jiayu's side, where there was a peach heart, a fish, and a water character.

However, that fish has already been painted over half with blood, and it is almost impossible to see what it just painted.

Lin Zhushui picked up Zhou Jiayu, and felt an urge to jump directly from here with him in his arms.

But he held back in the end, because he knew that Zhou Jiayu's life paid for his life.

"It's okay, it's okay." Lin Zhushui slowly wiped away the blood stains on Zhou Jiayu's face with his hands, and printed a gentle kiss on his bloodless lips, "It's okay, let's go home, we go home."

As he spoke, he picked up Zhou Jiayu and walked down the stairs step by step.

Lin Zhushui didn't make too many mistakes in his life, but he never dreamed that the first mistake he made would be so fatal.

He lost his little fish and never found it again.His fish is so stupid that he has no one to guard him and he doesn't know if he will ever find his way home.

When leaving here, Lin Zhushui put his lips next to Zhou Jiayu's ear and whispered, "It's okay, just wait for me, I'll be here soon."

At this time, Lin Zhushui had already figured it out—he was worried about it, but it was a pity that he would disappoint Zhou Jiayu's intentions in vain.