Walking with Cats [Quick Transmigration]

Cheng Dan and Zhang Yuliang stayed in Hongye Town for three days, walked around this small town, and left by boat early in the morning on the fourth day.

"Yuliang, where are we going next?" Cheng Dan asked lazily, enduring the sleepiness of getting up early, leaning on Zhang Yuliang and yawning.

Zhang Yuliang adjusted his posture, let him nestle in his arms, and then put his coat on him: "I can do it, where do you want to go?"

"Winter in the north is too cold, why don't we go all the way south, return to Chang'an in spring, and then go to the north to see the desert scenery." Cheng Dan wrapped his clothes into a ball, closed his eyes, and wanted to catch up on sleep before the boat docked.

"Okay, it's all up to you." Zhang Yuliang smoothed the broken hair on his shoulders, tightened his arms, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Seeing this, the boatman smiled and slowed down the speed of the boat, and wobbled into the depths of the reeds.

Time is gradually passing by in this circle of ripples.

Before meeting Cheng Dan, ten years was just a short period of time for Zhang Yuliang, perhaps not enough for him to catch a trace of the Dao, it was so short that it was not worth mentioning.

However, the ten years of traveling with Cheng Dan can almost be regarded as the most interesting experience in his life.The high priests learned to cook and wash dishes, and the gods who looked clean were stained with human fireworks.

Go south to see the sea, go north to the desert, used human weapons and martial arts to kill horse thieves, and also participated in the activities of ignorant villagers climbing mountains to find immortals.

Cheng Dan took him from Chang'an to Suzhou-Hangzhou, drifted from Suzhou-Hangzhou to the island, and crossed half the world to the North Desert, to Kunlun, and even further to the Western Regions to experience exotic customs.

The [-]-day journey around the world of mortals is like a slowly unfolding scroll, and every scene is imprinted in his heart. Cheng Dan will never forget it, and Zhang Yuliang will never forget it.

It's just that the journey is wonderful, and the already short years will pass away faster, just like the fine sand between fingers, no matter how tightly you hold it, it can't stop it from falling down.

As time passed, Cheng Dan's weakness also increased day by day.

In the fifth year of traveling around the world with Zhang Yuliang, Cheng Dan and a group of young people with big hearts encountered an avalanche when they went to Kunlun to collect medicine. , Unavoidably ill for a few days.

Since then, although Cheng Dan's illness has been cured, it seems that the root cause of the disease has fallen, and it keeps weakening.I can't say it's a lingering sick bed, but I have been suffering from minor illnesses all the time, and no matter how I raise them, I can't get better.

Cheng Dan knew that his time was coming, so he spent a few days trying to persuade the worried Zhang Yuliang, and also tried to subtly let him accept the reality.

Death, like the rising of the sun and the setting of the moon, is an inevitable and inevitable law. Zhang Yuliang is in charge of life and death, and understands this better than anyone else.He just didn't expect that Cheng Dan's day would come so soon, it was almost like yesterday when they met, but they would soon be separated.

The second time Cheng Dan and Zhang Yuliang talked about this matter was when they came to Fengyeping, a small town in the Jianghuai area, in the eighth year.

There is a pavilion on the roof of the inn where they settled down. The two sat in the pavilion watching the snow, the tea was boiling, and the world was blurred, as if time was frozen here.

At this time, Cheng Dan could no longer hide his weakness.

He was wearing a thick fur coat, his long hair was rolled up, and he wore the red plum and ebony hairpin Zhang Yuliang gave him as a hairpin. There was a circle of white rabbit fur around his neck. He looked very warm, but his hands and feet were still cold from the cold. .

His complexion is pale, his lips are so light that they are almost transparent, and with his dark hair, he looks even more unwell. Sitting in the white snow, it seems that he is about to dissipate like a light smoke.

Zhang Yuliang held his hand, but didn't dare to let go, and didn't dare to use force, for fear of breaking him.But he himself was contented, smiling while watching the snow tasting tea, and even offered to play chess with Zhang Yuliang, as if he didn't know how bad his situation was.

But to be honest, Cheng Dan's condition in this life is indeed better than the previous two lives.Weakness is weakness, sickness is sickness, but strangely, it is not uncomfortable at all.

How to describe it, it's like having a cold, but no headache, no back pain, no cough, no serious nasal congestion, and occasional sneeze or two, even if it's not good, it doesn't affect daily life at all.

It was true that his complexion was bad, but he didn't feel any discomfort except for his face and lips that were getting whiter and paler.Even in his illness, he could still ride around in a cart, talking and laughing with everyone he met.

This is all thanks to the mercy of Tiandao Spiritual Sense.

However, Zhang Yuliang didn't believe Cheng Dan's words, and only thought that he lied bravely because he didn't want to worry her, and took care of him carefully every day.Zhang Yuliang even thought about forming a life contract with him. If it wasn't for a lightning strike thousands of miles away, he might really turn his thoughts into actions.

Same life contract, shared lifespan, life and death walk together.

In fact, if the circumstances of the two of them were not so special, the contract would be closed, and Feng Lie wouldn't stop it.However, in the situation of Cheng Dan and Zhang Yuliang, the contract of same fate is doomed to fail. Feng Lie really couldn't bear to see his friends suffer the contract backlash, so he had to fight against each other.

After that time, Zhang Yuliang seemed to understand something, and stopped mentioning it.

But Cheng Dan knew that if he didn't mention it, it didn't mean he didn't mind.With his temperament, if he doesn't enlighten him well, after Cheng Dan leaves, he will definitely be able to use the power of life and death to confront the way of heaven.

The gods enshrined by the Dao of Heaven are tough and strong, what is the difference between this and the Extermination of the World?

The chess game was laid out, and Cheng Dan's white hand was holding a chess piece carved from black agate, laying out a plate full of murderous intentions calmly.Zhang Yuliang lost the upper hand, but kept pace with every step, encroaching on his territory bit by bit, every step forward was sharp and sharp.

The two have a deep relationship, and Zhang Yuliang always dotes on Cheng Dan in life, and Cheng Dan is also willing to accept Zhang Yuliang's various arrangements.Only when playing chess, they always strip away all their personal relationships and immerse themselves in fierce duels, and they must fight for a victory or defeat.

Cheng Dan's chess skills were taught by Zhang Yuliang, but they took completely different paths.

Cheng Dan's style of chess is changeable and unpredictable, like an antelope hanging horns, with no traces to be found; Zhang Yuliang is better at layout, meticulous in thinking, and most of his chess moves can be traced.

The confrontation between the two generally falls on their respective advantages. If Cheng Dan's changes can escape Zhang Yuliang's plan, Cheng Dan wins in all likelihood; if Zhang Yuliang can plan Cheng Dan's changes or before he changes the trend To encroach on his territory, Zhang Yuliang must win.

People's hearts are unpredictable like Cheng Dan, and every step of the way is like Zhang Yuliang.

It is said that watching chess is like watching people, but the two people's chess styles are actually very different from their personalities, and this difference is most obvious in Cheng Dan.

After the game was over, the snow stopped. Cheng Dan, who was lucky enough to beat Zhang Yuliang, put down his ice-cold chess pieces, held a cup of tea, looked at the bright moon in the dark night sky, and suddenly smiled.

Zhang Yuliang followed his gaze and saw the open sky and the bright moonlight. Even if he saw the stars in the universe, he couldn't help feeling a little shocked by this clear scene.

Just when he was in a trance, his hand suddenly felt warm, and it turned out that Cheng Dan was holding his hand.

"Does it look good?" Cheng Dan asked with a smile.

Zhang Yuliang nodded: "It looks good."

"I hope this kind of scenery will stay in the world forever." Cheng Dan stared at him firmly, "Whether I can see it or not, I hope that the bright moon in Qianqiu will illuminate the way of coming... and the way back for the world."

"..." Zhang Yuliang grabbed his wrist with his backhand, hesitated several times, and finally lost to him again, "I promise you, Qianqiu Mingyue is like this night."

Zhang Yuliang understood Cheng Dan's implication, and just because he understood, he became more and more sad, which meant that the time for parting was approaching and there was no turning back.

"Oh, I really don't know how to say those sticky love words." Cheng Dan scratched his head, and suddenly said seriously: "If I leave you one day, this moonlight will be the medium for my longing. You have to remember."

Zhang Yuliang leaned over and hugged him: "Okay."

……

As the years go by, there is no news of the old man from afar.

In the tenth year after leaving Chang'an, Cheng Dan's body couldn't withstand the long journey, so Zhang Yuliang took him to find a secluded place at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and lived in seclusion in a hut.

The hermit life is very peaceful, all wind and rain are blocked by Zhang Yuliang, what Cheng Dan has to do every day is to sit under a tree with an enamel cup like an old man, drink tea and read a book, and write two or two from Zhang Yuliang from time to time. Dig out the stories and enrich your own works.

When I really have nothing to do, or when I’m too lazy to move, I sleep in the yard all day, accompanied by Zhang Yuliang, and the yard is full of seasonal flowers. A big dream is full of happiness. There is nothing better than this A more lazy and idle life.

One day, when Zhang Yuliang came back with some snacks, he saw Cheng Dan sitting on a soft couch and cutting paper, with a few cut-out red paper window grilles beside him. They were not exquisite, but they were all very cute.

"Why did you suddenly think of paper-cutting?" Zhang Yuliang put snacks on a plate and put them on the low table in front of him, picked up a window grille in the shape of a rabbit, and asked with a smile.

"Laba is coming soon, I want to make the house look more festive." Cheng Dan quickly finished the picture in his hand, then put down the scissors, got up and hung it on the branch.

For example, there is an extra branch of burning red cherry blossoms among the snowflakes, which makes the color more colorful and the color more elegant.

"The end of the year is approaching, and we still need to add some red to our home." Cheng Dan said without looking back, holding the flower branch and adjusting the angle of the cherry blossom paper-cut.

"You decide……"

Zhang Yuliang wanted to let him arrange as before, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Cheng Dan, who was still safe just now, like a kite with a broken string, losing his strength and falling backwards.

"Cheng Dan!"

Standing up in shock, Zhang Yuliang dodged to catch his falling body.

The moment he lost his strength, Cheng Dan knew that his time had come, but he was not afraid at all, and let himself fall into Zhang Yuliang's arms.

His anxious call sounded in his ear, Cheng Dan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, grabbed a corner of his sleeve, and said softly: "Don't panic, the time is up, fate is approaching, what you know a long time ago, just treat it normally. "

"Be normal? Why... talk about your own life and death so lightly?" Zhang Yuliang hugged him tightly, fearing that he would disappear in her arms in the next moment, her always steady voice trembled violently.

Because this is the third time, the habit has become natural, and no amount of fear has been wiped away.

Cheng Dan closed his eyes, his breath gradually weakened, but he still insisted and said: "Everything in the world will die one day, I am just a little earlier than ordinary people."

Zhang Yuliang had tears in his eyes, choked up and couldn't speak.

"Okay, don't be sad, you promised me not to be sad, how can you break your promise." Cheng Dan smiled and raised his hand to touch his cheek, and his fingertips brushed his long eyelashes, getting a little wet, "Don't cry, You are a demon priest, you can't be so ashamed..."

"Shame... If I, I lose face a few more times, I don't mind at all if you can stay." Zhang Yuliang said innocent words intermittently, but people couldn't laugh.

"Fool." Cheng Dan smiled, "This kind of separation is within my expectation. I walked very peacefully. If you are sad, it will disturb my mood instead."

Zhang Yuliang pursed her lips, suppressing tears: "Okay, I'm not sad, I..."

Hearing that his voice was full of tears, Cheng Dan had no choice but to show a smile and said in a breathy voice: "Remember, the moonlight is the medium for my thoughts, I... will always be with you..."

Before he finished speaking, his hand slipped from Zhang Yuliang's face, but Zhang Yuliang caught it halfway, and slowly stuck it back to the original place.

Almost suffocated by the heartache, Zhang Yuliang lowered his head against Cheng Dan's forehead, his eyelids drooped, and the tears that had been circling for a long time finally poured down.

After losing her beloved, Qingjie finally reached the final step. A violent counterattack swept in, but Zhang Yuliang had no intention of resisting, but let the power of life and death in his heart shatter the remaining divine power barrier, tearing the skin on his chest, Emerging from the sky, it shattered the strata under its feet.

Blood splattered, and the mind was destroyed.

Embracing Cheng Dan's body, Zhang Yuliang closed his eyes, and fell into the boundless abyss following the collapsed clods of soil.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed drastically, the clouds were raging, and the boiling thunder gleams among the clouds, the thunder roared and the wind and rain were about to come.

The sky suddenly darkened like night.

The thunder sprinted, and the electric light flickered, but it still couldn't illuminate the dark sky.

Chang'an, in the world of enlightenment all his life, Feng Lie looked up at the sky where there was no light, and let out a long sigh.

The day is still here.

Cheng Dan, tell me, what step can he do for you?