The Demon and the Puppeteer

The ramshackle neon sign of the Quisiva bar flickers, and a sign above the door reads "Closed today."

Although it was a break, the music in the Quisiva bar was still loud. In order to hold a grand birthday party for Han Jizhi, Han Qian invited a world-renowned DJ, and the excitement was overwhelming.

In fact, Han Jizhi didn't like such noise, but he couldn't refuse Han Qian's kindness, and Yan Ziyu liked it, so his own wishes were not so important.

Seeing everyone happy makes him happy too.

It was already one o'clock in the middle of the night, and everyone was still in a hot mood, and it was the rhythm of staying up all night.

Yan Ziyu was bouncing around in the middle of the stage, his long hair was messed up, he looked like a madman.

But crazy cute.

Han Jizhi sat in front of the counter and sipped his wine silently.

Lin En sat next to Han Jizhi and lit a cigarette.

"Sir, smoking is not allowed here," the waiter said.

Lin En glared at the waiter viciously, exhaled a puff of smoke, and sprayed it on Han Jizhi's face.

Han Jizhi waved to the waiter, took out the cigarette from Lin En's mouth, and said, "Let's go out and talk."

The two went out from the back door of the hotel and came to the dark alley. Lin En punched Han Jizhi without saying a word.

Blood was seeping from the corner of Han Jizhi's mouth, and he wiped it with his sleeve. Han Jizhi said, "I didn't take this punch because of guilt. When I saw Lu Sinian, he was already dead. I couldn't save him. In fact, I couldn't save anyone. people."

Lin En took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket and lit another cigarette, and said slowly, "I know that Lu Sinian's death cannot be blamed entirely on you. It's just that I see that you and Yan Ziyu are both alive and well." Yes, Lu Sinian only has one head left, so I want to beat you up."

"I can understand how you feel."

"I'm just jealous that you have a perfect ending." Lynn turned his head, leaving a lonely back.

Han Jizhi stood in the alley for a while, stared blankly for a while, touched the corner of his mouth, and healed the wound with spells. Just as he was about to walk into the hotel, a person suddenly hung on his body.

"Officer."

Yan Ziyu put his arms around Han Jizhi's neck and stared into Han Jizhi's eyes: "Since you don't feel guilty about Lu Sinian, why did you let Lin En beat you?"

"...Maybe it's because of pity."

"Poor Lynn? Or Lu Sinian?"

"...Lu Sinian."

"...Officer, is it because of Lu Sinian that your consciousness collapsed?

"……Um."

"...Did the officer like him?"

"No, this is different." Han Jizhi hugged Yan Ziyu tightly and smoothed his hair, "I only love you."

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Song Xue came out of the police station after handing in her resignation, her face was pale as if she was seriously ill, the spring breeze in March made her feel better, and she hurried home after buying some vegetables in the supermarket.

As soon as I got home, I heard three people yelling:

"Bold Dryad! Let me out!"

"What is your purpose in arresting us?"

"so boring……"

Song Xue ignored them and only cared about cooking.

After eating, Song Xue lay on the sofa and watched TV, and fell asleep unknowingly, because she spent a lot of cultivation and a drop of blood to destroy the blood stone a few days ago, which made her very weak now , I am afraid it will take hundreds of years to raise it back, if it can survive until then.

Shuangling said to Youjing and Taiguang: "She doesn't talk to us and we don't know her purpose at all. How about we invade her dream and see what's going on?"

You Jing said: "Okay, your opinion, you go."

Shuang Ling: "... I'll go if I go, but you also know that our current cultivation base is almost exhausted by Han Xuan, and that woman has cast an enchantment for us, and I can't enter her dream alone. You have to lend me your cultivation."

You Jing: "Don't borrow our strength and leave us alone to run away."

Shuang Ling rolled her eyes: "We are one now, how can I run away? Huh? Sabi?"

You Jing was angry: "You are Sabi! How dare you scold me! I will beat you to death!"

Shuang Ling raised her eyebrows: "Come here, come if you have the guts."

Taiguang's expression was dull: "Stop making noise and get down to business."

Shuang Ling entered Song Xuemeng, and what he saw was an elegant courtyard. In the courtyard, there was a red sandalwood tree, more than six feet high, with dark green leaves and a beautiful shape.

Shuang Ling hid behind a rockery, observed this red sandalwood tree, at least a thousand years old, probably Song Xue's body.

When I was young, a young man walked into the courtyard, dressed plainly, and although his appearance was ordinary, his smile was easy to make people feel good about him.

The young man watered the red sandalwood, and while watering, he talked to the red sandalwood: "Recently, rumors came from somewhere that our Han family has a fairy stone that can make people immortal. They will definitely not let the Han family go, and I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you by then."

As the wind blew, the leaves of the red sandalwood tree shook and rustled, as if responding to the boy's words.

The young man smiled: "I always feel that you are different from other trees. In fact, you can really understand me, right? I don't know if you are a tree demon, but even if you are a tree demon, I will treat you as a tree demon." I’m a good friend. I’m going to the master’s house tomorrow. The patriarch summoned all of us from the Han family to the master’s house. It must be to discuss the matter of the fairy stone. I’m leaving for a while. Today I’m here to say goodbye to you. You have to be good. Wait for me to come back."

The scene suddenly changed, and all I could see was raging fire, and the flames rushed towards my face. Shuang Ling hurriedly held her mind, waiting for the owner of the dream to appear.

"Han Qing!"

Song Xue appeared, much younger than now, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a pair of phoenix eyes full of anxiety.

"Han Qing!"

"Han Qing!"

Song Xue searched for a long time in the fire, and finally found Han Qing. Han Qing was burnt beyond recognition, his facial features were displaced, his skin was scorched, and it was unsightly. Song Xue held Han Qing in his arms. Showing a smile, said the last sentence with difficulty:

"Friend, you came to see me..."

"I'm late, sorry, I'm late..."

Song Xue couldn't cry, she desperately breathed into Han Qing's mouth, tried her best to pass on her cultivation to Han Qing, but it was useless, Han Qing died after exhausting her last breath.

Shuang Ling guessed that the cause of Han Qing's death was probably related to the Blood Soul Stone and the Blood Soul Stone. In this way, Song Xue used blood essence to destroy the Blood Soul Stone for her little lover, and imprisoned the three of them. pass.

But how could Song Xue be persuaded to let them go?

When Shuang Ling was thinking, the scene in Song Xuemeng changed again, it became pitch black, endless, and no one could be seen.

Shuang Ling was vigilant.

"Tree demon!" Shuang Ling shouted to the void, "You showed me on purpose, right? Come out and let's have a good talk!"

The words echoed in the void, swaying indistinctly, until they disappeared, and there was silence.

"Do you want to trap me in a dream? That's impossible! The blood soul stone is my body. As long as the blood soul stone is there, I can break through your dream at any time!"

"What are you doing in my dream?" Song Xue suddenly appeared in front of Shuang Ling.

"I can't figure out why you want to imprison us. There is no enmity between us." Shuang Ling was very aggrieved.

"You still can't figure it out?" Song Xue said in a cold voice, "500 years ago, because of the loss of life in the fairy stone, what you saw was only a small part. At that time, the Seven Realms wanted to unite to discuss the Han family. Xianshi, so the head of the Han family called all the Han family members and burned all the Han family members except the direct line. There were only three or four people left in the Han family. Han Qing was just one of the innocent victims, and the head of the Han family has been hiding. It was very successful, the Seven Realms started to kill each other again because of the fairy stone after a brief alliance, causing the people to live in dire straits, corpses littered the fields, if it weren't for the fairy stone, our demon clan would not have ended up in such a desperate situation."

"This can't be blamed on us." Shuang Ling said aggrievedly, "It's all because the Seven Realms are too greedy, longing for eternal power, but we didn't do anything, why use us as scapegoats?"

"You are right." Song Xue said in a deep voice, "I have been thinking about this issue for several years after Han Qing's death. The greed of people's hearts is unstoppable, and all I can do is to remove the trigger of greed. That's pretty much my only wish for 500 years."

"It's not fair to us." After a pause, he said coolly, "How do you plan to destroy us? With your current cultivation, you can't destroy the Blood Soul Stone at all."

"Wait. When I have the ability, I will die with you."

"...It's not fair to us." Shuang Ling emphasized again, after thinking about it, Shuang Ling said, "I'll show you something."

The ancient sacrificial song spit out from Shuang Ling's mouth. It was eerie, eerie, long and monotonous. At the beginning, there were only Shuang Ling and Song Xue in the endless void. As Shuang Ling's singing sounded, there were gradually more blurred figures in the void. The singing continued, and the number of figures continued to increase. When Shuang Ling stopped singing, the void was almost filled with figures, twisting and howling, as if it had become a hell, containing all evil spirits.

"……what are these?"

"They are all me." Shuang Ling said inscrutablely, "Have you heard of the legend of the Blood Soul Stone?"

Song Xue hesitated and said: "... Tens of thousands of years ago, the three worlds of humans, gods, and demons fought. Blood flowed into rivers, and resentment rose to the sky. One stone condensed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and fused with lonely souls and wild ghosts to grow in the blood river. It is the blood soul stone... ..."

"That's right. I was born from the dead souls of tens of thousands of demons, and in the days after that, I continued to attract the dead souls of demons. The same is true for the birth of ghosts and fetal lights. If you want to destroy us, then at the same time, you will also All the dead souls we contain will be destroyed... Can you afford such a murder?" Shuang Ling asked the last sentence softly.

Song Xue fell into deep thought.

Shuang Ling added: "Perhaps the ghosts also absorbed the souls of hundreds of people from the Han family at that time. We are very attractive to the souls of the dead. In a way, they rely on us to achieve another kind of life. You Do you have the heart to kill them again?"

Cracks appeared on Song Xue's condensed face.

Shuang Ling continued: "Your wish for 500 years is just obsession. Let go of your obsession, let go of the past, and start a new life. The current era is not as good as before. Our spells will gradually disappear, and we should stop talking to each other. Killed..."

"Stop talking." Song Xue interrupted Shuang Ling, "I'll let you go."

Song Xue woke up, lifted the restriction of the Blood Soul Stone, threw the Blood Soul Stone out of the window, and fell into the grass.

"Damn it! This woman is too willful, we are the treasure of heaven and earth, she just threw us away so casually." Shuang Ling complained, but in fact she admired Song Xue's decisiveness in her heart.

"Now we are free, but what should we do in the future?" You Jing began to worry about her future.

"Wait. Wait until the day when the aura of heaven and earth is abundant again, our era will come again!" Shuang Ling was in a good mood.

Taiguang: "It's so boring, I'm going to sleep, call me if you need something."

You Jing: "The emperor is going to sleep too."

Shuang Ling: "...then I'll sleep too."