My monsters are going to heaven

Pushing open the door of the house, walking into the dark yard, looking at the whole row of wing rooms in the twilight, with the blackness in the window panes, as if staring at a row of eyeballs hiding in the dark, I can't help but feel hairy .

Glancing at the dead tree by the well, the branches were empty.

Leng snort.

Lu Yiming walked into the hall slowly, and lit up the several kerosene lamps in the hall. Seeing the bright room, he felt relieved.

Sitting in the brightly lit hall, he saw Sister Chen's dark window opening in front of him, and the boundless emptiness around his ears.

A strong sense of loneliness surged from all directions, surrounding him tightly.

Lu Yiming couldn't bear the loneliness, so he went to the yard to find Lao Wang.

But no matter how many times he called, the old Wang who would come up obediently when he called out in the past never appeared again.

Only then did I realize that I hadn't seen Pharaoh for a long time.

...Could it be that it left too?

Lu Yiming frowned.

One by one, they either ran away in a temper tantrum, or disappeared without a sound!

Either way.

It's okay to leave.

Go, go, leave me alone, quiet.

"Great Immortal, let's play a game of chess together..." Lu Yiming blurted out habitually, only halfway through the words did he remember that the book demon had already turned to ashes in the brazier.

This just happened this afternoon.

My memory is getting worse and worse.

It seemed that he was truly alone now.

--Hee hee hee.

A long-lost voice suddenly rang in my ears.

--Hee hee hee.

Hua Moyan smiled happily.

Lu Yiming pretended not to hear, and walked slowly back to the room holding on to a kerosene lamp.

——It really didn’t take much effort. I spent so much effort before, but it was of no use. You just pissed him off when you bickered with him, wonderful, wonderful!Hee hee hee hee hee hee.

——It's all right now, your Baojia fairy is gone, what can we do now, Young Master Lu.

Lu Yiming snorted, paused, raised his eyebrows and asked angrily, "Why, aren't you with him?"

Hua Moyan's voice rose, as if he had been greatly insulted.

— Me and him? !Hee hee hee, the damned old monster!If it wasn't for him, how could I be in such a miserable state...

——Originally, you and I could have a good time... Now, Young Master Lu, you can't blame me. If you want to blame, you can blame this monster you raised.

"Who cares about your schemes? It's up to you." Lu Yiming was used to Hua Moyan's attitude, and he no longer took it seriously.

What Hua Moyan said was always both true and false, which one was true and which one was false, he was too lazy to tell the main thing, and he didn't think Hua Moyan could make a fool of himself.

——If Hua Moyan really had some great skills, he wouldn't have to struggle for so long.

Stepping into the door of his own room, hanging the kerosene lamp on the head of the bed, jumping on the bed, lying down and pretending to sleep.

——You have such a big heart, no wonder he laughs at you for being stupid all day long.

Tsk, this dead donkey demon.

Lu Yiming sneered and said, "I've said it all, it's up to you. Hades told me to die in the third watch, and I can't stay in the fifth watch, right?"

——You don’t ask me, who am I?

Lu Yiming closed his eyes and said coldly, "I don't want to know."

Not at all.

In the past, he did have a little interest, but this curiosity was wiped out by all kinds of hardships in life and physical and mental exhaustion.

Whether it's a donkey or something, it's not a good thing anyway.

——If you don’t want to know, I just want to tell you.

"..."

Hua Moyan seemed to have not spoken for a long time, but now she finally found someone to confide in, and started talking on her own.

——Thinking back then, I had been a human being for more than ten years. For a while, I really almost forgot what it was like to be a human being.

——My previous skin was much prettier than yours, what a pity...

——If you have met my biological parents, you will know how beautiful their children are.

"..." Even though Lu Yiming closed his eyes, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Next time I'll go to the market to find out which donkey looks better, maybe it's Brother Ling and Sister Ling."

—Hmph, I wasn't born a donkey either.

——My father is different from Han people like you. He is a Zhengbaiqi who is serious about the eight classics.Although you are not a high-ranking official in the capital, it is not something that ordinary people like you can easily meet...

The Qing Dynasty is dead, so there is still talk about Zhengbai Banner and Hanlin Academy.

Lu Yiming thought amusedly, since he couldn't be shut up, instead of listening to him rambling, he might as well ask him something he was interested in.

"The story about turning into a donkey that Mo Laodao told in his storytelling at that time was about you, right?"

Hua Moyan snorted.

——My story is not that rough!Old man Mo just likes to make up some ghost stories and tell some happy tricks to drink.

"Oh." Lu Yiming casually turned over.

- Why don't you ask?

"You can say what you want, and I can still gag you." Lu Yiming said.

So much nonsense.

He dared to guarantee that if his curiosity was really aroused and asked, this dead donkey monster would not want to talk about it.

——Hehe, I was a good person back then.

——In those years and months, when mentioning me, Hai Lancha, who else in the capital would not boast of his chivalrous kindness?

——It's a pity that being a good person is of no use at all!You can't move the sky above, you can't move the earth below, it's just a false name.

Lu Yiming lost interest, but still found something: "Isn't your surname Hua?"

——Hua Moyan... That's the name my master gave me.He said that my original name was incompatible with my horoscope, so I changed it to one that matched my horoscope.

"Your master? You mean old Taoist Mo?"

——How could he be my master!Mo Laodao is Mo Laodao, and my master is my master.

——My master is a master of Taoism, which is different from old man Mo who became a monk halfway through.

——I didn't like reading or practicing martial arts since I was a child. I made troubles all day long and was sent to the Buddhist gate by my father. He wanted me to learn how to cleanse, but unexpectedly I burned the Buddhist gate.

——Later he sent me to a Taoist temple instead, hoping that I would be infected with indifference.Unexpectedly, I didn't learn a lot of indifference, but I met my master and learned a lot of spells.His Taoism is profound and subtle, I have learned it for nearly ten years, but I can't learn one ten-thousandth of his... But it is enough to make me look down on ordinary people.

"Then how did you become a donkey?" Lu Yiming interrupted him.

Let him continue talking like this, Lu Yiming felt that he might even know how many Fujins and maids in this Hai Lancha's family.

Hua Moyan was silent for a long time, as if he had disappeared.

It wasn't until Lu Yiming was about to fall asleep that he murmured: - was killed by a traitor.

Traitor? !

"Huh?" Lu Yiming was amused by his words, no less than hearing a turtle laughing at a bastard.

——My master told me one day that he had almost finished teaching and was going to travel around, so I went down the mountain and went home to live my quiet life.

——Originally, refining alchemy and practicing Dharma was not a joy, but one morning, the deacon and eunuch in the palace suddenly led a group of black-clothed masked men to send an imperial decree, saying that someone gave evidence that I had done something to curse the important officials of the court, Make him sick.I can't argue with it.It's just because that minister did have a feud with my family, had a quarrel with my father, and I once publicly threatened him with a bad death.I don't want to be taken advantage of by other enemies like this.

"Then you were cast into a donkey's womb after your head was beheaded?"

—I am not dead.

——Fortunately, the ancestors made meritorious deeds and had a gold medal for avoiding death. The Holy Majesty remembered the old friendship and was not punished.

After saying this sentence, Hua Moyan disappeared for a long time.

As if taking a break for a while, his voice continued to gurgle like a stream.

——On the day the house was ransacked, other members of the family were taken to another place by a prison van.I was the only one who was pulled into a secret room alone, where... a group of masked men in black stood there. I begged them bitterly, telling my father's grievances, saying that we were killed by traitors.

"and then?"

——The leader said with a smile, so what?

Having said this, Hua Moyan's voice trembled.

——He continued, your master stole our things and taught you our things, so you should bear it on his behalf.I save my life for you, it's just...

Lu Yiming's interest was gradually aroused: "Just what?"

As Hua Moyan spoke, his voice trembled even more, as if he had experienced some suffering again.

——It’s just that, with your current skin, it’s probably inconvenient to do things for us... I’ll give you a better one.

--Ha ha ha ha!In this way, my soul was put into that black skin by their magic.

"That's it?" Just turned into a donkey?

Lu Yiming was confused when he heard that, "Didn't you boast that you are so powerful in Taoism before, that you have no power to parry?"

——In front of these people, I can't cast half of all my spells.It's as if they have a magnet hidden in them, which can absorb all my spells away.

——It was only later that I learned that my master was inextricably linked with these people.It's just that I was young and energetic at the time, and I forgot the master's instruction not to show off my skills in front of people. I once showed my relatives a trick of exorcising demons, but I didn't expect that there would be so many people's eyes, so I spread it like this, and provoked these people people.

"So, it was your master who killed you."

--no!He didn't expect either...

Lu Yiming laughed and said: "Those people are so unfathomable. If he was really afraid of those people coming to him, he would definitely not teach these shady spells to an outsider like you. Because one more person who knows will be more dangerous. I can think of this, but your master can't think of it? I don't believe he can be stupider than me. It's for your own good, let alone teach you. You must have thought of it a long time ago, right?"

Hua Moyan didn't respond.

After a long while, he murmured: "Maybe that's the case, but I don't blame him. If, if there is no enemy to make trouble, I will have a stable life in that life."

Since you think so, then so be it.

Lu Yiming changed the subject: "...By the way, how did you and Mo Laodao know each other?"

——I was driven by those people every day, and finally one day, there was a struggle among them, and I broke free from the reins and jumped into the deep cliff in the chaos. Fortunately, the skin was indestructible and I was able to succeed escape.

——At the bottom of the cliff, I happened to meet old man Mo who had just grown skin. He took a fancy to me and asked me to be his mount.Haha, what a fate.

"By the way," Lu Yiming finally sensed something, "Why did you suddenly tell me so much today?"

In the past, the donkey monster rarely answered questions like this, except for being sarcastic.

——Because, I am in a good mood today.

Lu Yiming let out a cry.

——Some things, if I don’t tell you today, I won’t have a chance in the future.

Lu Yiming sat up slowly: "Why no chance?"

—After today, you will never have the chance to hear such an interesting story.

--Hee hee hee.

Hua Moyan's voice gradually changed from soft and exaggerated to dark and hoarse.

——The old monster who got in the way is finally gone, saving me a lot of effort!

Lu Yiming's expression changed, and he was about to jump out of bed when he suddenly noticed that his body was gradually losing control.

First, the right hand turned the palm over uncontrollably, with the palm facing up, and then the left hand drew a talisman on the palm of the right hand on its own.

In the end, I couldn't even move my feet.

Lu Yiming cursed with difficulty with his tongue that he could barely control: "Damn donkey, what are you doing?!"

Soon, the mouth and tongue also broke away from the control of the brain, and they flicked on their own, making a strange and clear sound.

The voice said with a willful smile: "Of course I want to go out."

As if he was afraid that Lu Yiming would be too stupid to understand, he continued to speak slowly: "I want to get out of this useless skin of yours. I'm done with it! You're useless ass skin, just It's like a cage that has trapped me for so long, hum. If the old monster didn't watch closely, I would have done it long ago."

Thinking of Lu Yiming being speechless now, Hua Moyan laughed happily: "I made a pair of my own demon bones in your skin, thanks to the old bastard you raised, I have already practiced almost Yes. Although there are still a few ribs missing, but that is not in the way, you can go out and practice slowly. Wait for me..."

"Don't worry, my movements are very fast, so you will die quickly and the pain will not last long. It can be regarded as a gift of skin."

His voice disappeared between the lips and tongue.

Immediately, Lu Yiming clearly felt his body being torn from the inside by an indescribable brute force, from Tian Ling along the spine to the lower back, bringing severe pain that made the whole body twitch and tremble.

He even started to hear the bones cracking, like splintered firewood.

Hua Moyan felt like a fully developed butterfly that was about to break out of its chrysalis, and with joy and anticipation, she was tearing apart the skin bit by bit.

Thinking that he would be able to tear this broken skin into two halves in a short while, and emerge with his own monster bones, he gasped lightly with excitement.

He smells freedom!

This was something he had dreamed of but could not get for so many years.

It is more precious than gold, more intoxicating than spring breeze, and more yearning than morning glow.

—I am finally going to be free.

Hua Moyan laughed strangely from his throat.

It sounded like rocks were crumbling in the invisible dark place in the valley, and the speed of the crumbling was getting faster and faster.

Suddenly, the sound of rock breaking stopped.

Hua Moyan's throat seemed to be stuck with a huge fishbone, and his laughter turned into a deep "uh woo".

His face slowly settled from a pale pink glowing with a bright spring to a blue color like a dead fish.

Two unbelievable cold lights glared out of his eyes, like two lightning flashes illuminating the sky unexpectedly in the calm night sky.

"...how come?" Hua Moyan blurted out.

Immediately, he clenched his teeth: "How could that be!"

Just now he clearly tore a barely visible crack in the hard sky cover, like a prisoner who was locked in a deep dungeon to see the light of day again.

But in an instant, the crack was closed tightly with a force he couldn't resist.

He tried it carefully, and the cracks disappeared completely like wounds healed.

No matter how many times he tore it apart, this body that he disdainfully healed as quickly as he tore the crack open, and he didn't even have a chance to poke his head out.

"How could it be, how could it be!!!" Hua Moyan roared.

Soon, he found that his demon bone was less than before, and it was decreasing at an imperceptible speed.

To be precise, his precious demon bones are slowly eroding into Young Master Lu's skin.

It's like a piece of maltose is slowly melting into a bowl full of sugar water.

"How come?!" Hua Moyan repeated the meaningless roar again and again.

growling and cursing angrily.

"It must be that old monster...it must be him! What did he leave behind..."

"Otherwise it's impossible...Damn it!"

He couldn't believe that such an incredible phenomenon would happen when things came to an end.

Just like a condemned prisoner who thought he had figured out the route, and secretly dug a hundred miles of secret passages to escape from prison. Obviously the dawn is in front of him, and he is only one step away from freedom, but he unintentionally dug through Wang Yang.

All hopes were drowned in an instant.

Only boundless anger, incomprehension, and despair remain.

Gradually, Hua Moyan's voice disappeared with unwillingness.

Like a butterfly that failed to break out of its cocoon, he fell into a deep sleep.

Young Master Lu's body was like a marionette whose strings had been cut, and he collapsed on the bed.

After a long time, Lu Yiming got up again with terrified panting.

The whole body seemed to have just been picked up from the water, and it was wet.

The undershirt is wet and heavy.

The pain in my body completely disappeared.

The donkey demon is gone?

——Did he leave, or did he hide somewhere?

Lu Yiming lowered his head to check his body, and found nothing unusual.

What the hell just happened?

He couldn't tell either.

At the moment when the Tianling cover was torn off, he somehow suddenly remembered that when he was young, every time he was injured, his grandfather always put a plaster on him, and the wound healed within a long time.

It's a pity that after my grandfather passed away, there is no such plaster anymore.He never used it on other people, only said it was precious, and he didn't pass the secret recipe down after his death.

——It would be great if it could be like that at that time.

This thought flashed through my mind.

With this thought, the Tianling Gai healed automatically.

The pain gradually disappeared.

Lu Yiming picked up a fragment of the mirror that he broke into several pieces during the day from the ground, and illuminated his face with a kerosene lamp, but he couldn't see any difference.

He turned his head to one side, lowered his head slightly, and parted his hair, but he didn't find any wounds.

A black shadow passed low outside the window.

Lu Yiming glanced at it and recognized it was a crow by the moonlight.

The crow was not afraid of him, but slowly landed on the window sill and looked at him.

"Someone's coming for me. Croak," it said.

Lu Yiming understood what it said.

Some are ridiculous.

This black bird is actually provoking him?

He frowned and locked all his eyes on the crow.

In the light and moonlight, the crow's black feathers glowed with a faint white light.

In a pair of dark eyes, the flame of the kerosene lamp is dancing.

From the shape of its beak and the size of its eyes, Lu Yiming recognized it.

That was the crow that gave him an earthworm when he turned into a copper blue flycatcher.

Can't help grinning: "Oh, it's you."

"Quack." The crow felt a little guilty for no reason, and thought to himself: Why does it seem like he recognizes me?

"...Your master is Kimporo, right?"

I remember last time, when the crow said "Master" himself, Lu Yiming could probably guess it no matter what.

After all, Kimporo's body has been shrouded in a dark atmosphere all year round, which is very similar to a creature like a crow.

A strong sense of sameness.

Especially when Kimporo was around, there were always a bunch of crows circling above the yard.

Could it be that Kimporo is a crow spirit?

Lu Yiming couldn't help being a little amused.

"Quack, quack." Seeing Young Master Lu's half-smile, the crow couldn't help but get a little hairy, and hurriedly pretended that he was just an ordinary passing crow, and dared not speak any more.

...How did he guess it? !I obviously hid it well.

"Tell Kimporo, don't come back if you don't come back tonight."

Young Master Lu's voice came faintly from the window.

The kerosene lamp has been extinguished.

The moon also turned around and fell from the other side of the house, so it couldn't shine on the window sill here.

It was dark in the room.

The person on the bed breathed evenly.

The sound of clothes fluttering sounded from the window sill.

very light.

Like a reed brush against a window.

A black shadow walked to the bedside without a sound.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to gently caress the cheek of the person on the couch.

Halfway through, he paused.

It was as if what was in front of him was not a person, but a mass of flames, and when he touched him, an inextinguishable fire would rise up and burn himself to ashes.

Suddenly, something jumped up from the bed and grabbed his hand.

Warm, soft, with long phalanges.

It was Young Master Lu's hand.

Lu Yiming pulled Kim Poro's hand to his quietly opened eyes, and laughed in a hoarse voice: "Have you lost your anger?"

He wasn't sleeping at all, and he couldn't sleep at all.

He is just waiting.

...Who knows if this beast will come back?

"No."

In the darkness, Kimporo's voice came coldly.

But he didn't withdraw his hand.

"Then what are you doing back here?" Lu Yiming wondered.

Kim Poro was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, bitterly: "You called me."

Lu Yiming let out a hearty laugh.

After laughing, he hesitated for a long time, and finally said a word: "I've thought about it, there are some things... In fact, if you don't say it, don't say it."

Seeing that Jin Poluo didn't reply, Lu Yiming secretly glanced up at him.

In the darkness, he couldn't see his outline clearly, let alone his expression.

Lu Yiming continued: "No matter what you used to be, whether it's a cat, a bird, or even an earthworm, I'll keep them anyway, so what's the difference?"

What a mess.

"What's in your head?" Kimporo taunted when he heard what he said.

"I don't know." Lu Yiming closed his eyes and murmured.

Anyway, sleepy now is like a bowl of paste.

Kim Poro lay down beside him, looked at him lazily, and asked a little arrogantly: "How is it like a cat?"

Lu Yiming opened half of Shen De's eyelids, and said with a sleepy smile, "It's very similar now."

As for where it looks like, he couldn't tell for a while.

Kimporo took him into his arms and licked his upper lip.

"Is it still like it?"

Lu Yiming didn't say anything, just turned his face away.

Kimporo turned his face back, gently opened|mouth|close|closed his lips, and lightly crushed him twice with his fangs.

The low voice is magnetic.

"how about this?"

Can't wait to hear his answer, Kimporo pried his lips open with his tongue.

Lu Yiming backed away, frowned and said, "Didn't you say it, don't always make it sticky." After a pause, he raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong with being like a cat? Could it be better to be like an earthworm? "

Kim Poro snorted lightly and didn't speak any more.

The hands around Young Master Lu's shoulders tightened even more.

Speaking of which, my grandfather once turned into a black dog...

The memory in my mind was a little fuzzy. Maybe the scene I saw that day was really my dream?

"Roll, roll, the farther the better." Lu Yiming rolled his eyes at his smirking face, his heart was filled with unexplained anger, he left a word, turned around and slammed the door away without looking back.

After evening, after having a random meal outside, Lu Yiming calmed down a bit and walked home slowly.

When he was about to reach the door of the house, a gray-black dirt dog ran past him, rubbing his trouser legs, and startled him.

As he walked up the steps in front of his house, he thought of the dog he raised when he was a child.

Ah Hei.

It's really a bit like it.

"If I tell you that you will die suddenly in a few days, what will you do? What can you do?" Kim Poro sneered and said coolly.

Lu Yiming stared at his already angry eyes, and looked at Kim Poro from the beginning to the end, his pale face could not conceal his suspicion and fear: "I will die in a few days? You, are you serious?!"

"...Oh, are you panicking now? I'm just giving you an example. Too little ability and too much knowledge will only increase your troubles like this." Quqin regretted that she wasted time, "I believe you can understand this truth."

Looking closely, the dog had turned the corner and disappeared.

Lu Yiming smiled and dusted his trouser legs.

Lu Yiming was stunned by him, and said, "My business has nothing to do with you."

"Everyone has their own things they don't want to talk about." Kim Poro's eyes showed a bit of chill, "If you really can't trust me, I can leave."

Saying that, Jin Poluo picked up Lu Yiming's Liuhai which was hanging down on his forehead, exposing his large smooth forehead, stroked it lightly with the other hand, and said softly, "In this world, there is no Hou Yi."

"Exaggerated words!" Lu Yiming waved his hand away, let the messy Liuhai continue to fall, and even a few strands covered the corners of his eyes, and said angrily, "No one wants you to be Hou Yi, why are you talking so far? Talking such nonsense It’s enough time for you to answer several questions.”

Before he could continue babbling, Kim Poro interrupted in a low voice against his forehead: "I'm not Hou Yi, so I can't shoot down the scorching sun. All I can do is to shield you from the wind, rain and sun. "

"For me?! It's not that I can't see the light, so I don't need you to block it." Lu Yiming pushed him away with his forehead a little funnyly, pushing him so hard that he hurt himself, rubbed his red forehead and frowned. , "If you are really for me, don't cover up all day long, be open and generous, isn't everyone happy?"

"Don't you also have many secrets?" Kimporo's light-colored eyes flashed a strange light.

"I don't know shit!" Lu Yiming scolded, "Don't you think I don't worry about it all day long? I'm self-righteous. It's like this every time."

Then I still have the face to blame me for not believing you.

"Of course I believe you." Lu Yiming approached, his clear eyes were unusually quiet, and he said with a rare seriousness, "As long as you tell me the truth about what I asked you earlier, I will believe you."

Seeing Jinpoluo's cold face and silence, he scoffed again: "Look, you always say nothing, but you want me to trust you unconditionally, it's just trying to force others to do so."

"Some things, what's the use of you knowing?" Kim Poro's eyes showed a mocking smile, he pointed to the gray sky lightly, and the sun quietly retreated behind the thin clouds at some point, "Just It seems...whether it’s cloudy or rainy, the sun always rises from the east and sets in the west, and no one can stop it.”