Twilight War

10

"Hello? Your Highness?" Huang Xuanjin was still being hugged by Vichypel from behind. After a while, he felt that this was not the case, so he directly pulled Vichypel's hand away.

As a result, Vehipel's body fell down in an instant, and he quickly grabbed Vehipel, only to find that Vehipel seemed to be in a coma.

He had no choice but to put Vichypel's body on the ground first, and then randomly broke a rose branch and poked Vichypel's face.

He looked at the rose petals hanging in the air around him, frowning and thinking seriously.

"Could it be that time has been stopped by me." He put his fingers together on his chest, "It seems that I am the legendary chosen one!"

"Take advantage of this time to rob the bank!" He stood up abruptly.

Then he looked down at Vehipel, who was lying on the ground.

Hmm... It's not good to just leave like this.

He sat next to Vichypel, thinking about doing something before leaving.

Anyway, it is stagnant time, and nothing will be discovered.

He remembered that when he was in the Hall of Valor, the question on the last page of an issue of "Top Secret Military Intelligence Research Office" was what would you do if time stood still.

He remembered that many people said that they wanted to grab money and date the most beautiful girl.But he always remembered that there was a girl on the inner page between the cracks saying that she would always look at the person she loved.Just watch it quietly until the end of time.

Huang Xuanjin looked down at Wichpel, and poked Wichpel's face with his finger, "What's so interesting."

He wondered what would happen if he was watched by Vichypel.Vehipel's eyes were blue, like the sky above Asgard.

It would be a good feeling to be stared at by such eyes all the time...

He bowed his head and kissed Wischpel's right eye.

It won't be discovered anyway.

However, for a moment, he suddenly felt that his body was falling.

The endless burning flames, the weeping and whining in the wind.

Huang Xuanjin opened his eyes wide in an instant, but was suddenly picked up by someone.

The silver-haired man lifted him up in the air, and the black crow feathers fell into the burning flames below.

Wischpel hugged the boy in his arms and landed on the towering dome of the Gothic building. The next moment the dome collapsed in the fire, and he jumped up again.

The magnificent palace group was reduced to ruins in the fire, the towering Doric columns collapsed, people struggling and fleeing at the ball could be seen in the stained glass windows, and the green velvet curtains were burning.In the mansion of the earl who loves drama, a gorgeously dressed actor fell from the stage.

Huangxuan Jin looked at the scene of hell in front of him from Vehipel's arms.

Everything is like the tragedy at the end of a play, everything is being destroyed.

"Where...is this place?" the boy asked.

Vihipel landed on the huge statue of Gurveig in the center of the old aristocratic district, and the red of the crimson fire swayed on his silver hair.

"It was the fire 30 years ago." Wihipel said, "I restored the fire with the afterimages of those souls."

Here are the memories of hundreds of people, the deepest pain and the last struggle of these souls whose soul consciousness has been taken away.And now these are all restored in Vihipel's Soul Domain.

He uses his own soul as the carrier to bear all pain and all struggles.

Everything is superimposed on everything, and the Corinth fire that year was restored.

Huang Xuanjin looked at everything that was burning, "Didn't the fire back then be an accident?"

"En." Vehipel nodded, "Part of their souls have been taken out, and they exist as the core of soul consciousness. You can also think of it as Alaya consciousness."

"Alaya Consciousness? The eighth consciousness, Tathagata Treasure, which is indestructible?" Huangxuan Jin frowned, "Alaya Consciousness is all delusional minds, where the original mind is, good and evil karma, and the root of defilements. All sentient beings, Alaya Consciousness Ye Consciousness originally exists, is perfect and pure, transcends the world, and is the same as Nirvana."

He recited the explanation of Alaya Consciousness in the "Mahayana Secret Sutra", and he has read countless scriptures on Alaya Consciousness, but in fact he couldn't tell what Alaya Consciousness is.

The soul is nothingness, and the root in nothingness is even more invisible.

"Yes, you can also think that soul consciousness is the seed placed in all souls by the World Tree." Wihipel said.

"Where are those alaya consciousnesses that were taken away?" Huang Xuanjin asked.

"The imprints you and I have seen can seal the soul in gems. Jade nourishes the soul, gold suppresses sinful desires, and gems nourish the essence." Wihipel looked at the people struggling in the fire in the distance.The firelight reflected in his blue eyes.

He knew these were only the memories of hundreds, the Corinthian fire that had been written into history, and he couldn't save anyone.

Although they are in this fire, they can't change anything.He can only share the pain with all struggling people.

These are the past.

"Let's go, let's see if we can find anything, my soul domain won't last too long." Vehipel said.

He jumped off the burning street and put down the boy in his arms.

"Those flames can't hurt you, but they still burn you when you touch them," Vehipel said.

"How do you know?" Huang Xuanjin asked.

"This is my soul domain." Wihipel said, "How could you be injured in my soul domain."

The two were walking among the burning ruins. Visipel opened the half-burned door and walked into the room. Huang Xuanjin frowned and said, "Brother, the wall has collapsed, and you still have to open the door to do it." What?"

Wisper looked back at Huangxuan Jin.

Huang Xuanjin hurriedly said: "Brother, you are right in everything!" Then obediently followed Vichypel into the door.

Two people walked up the burning stairs, and the huge crystal chandelier in the main hall fell in its entirety.

Huang Xuanjin looked back at the struggling people downstairs.

"Let's go, these are just imprints in their souls." Wihipel said: "I remember that the wine cellar with the red imprint belongs to this mansion."

"kindness."

"Who is that?" Huangxuan Jin suddenly grabbed Wisipel's wrist.

In the corridor on the second floor, a man in a gorgeous silk costume embroidered with golden branches walked towards the end of the corridor.

The light silk on his body fluttered in the firelight like the wings of a bird.

The man walked past the maid who was watching him in horror, and raised his hand to brush the maid's neck.

Blood dripped from the dagger in his hand and stained the carpet.

And as the maid slowly closed her eyes, the figure of the man disappeared.

"What we saw was the memory of the maid." Wihipel said: "His figure is gone, which means that his soul has not been sealed in the ruins."

"It's even possible that he's still alive."

After he finished speaking, he found that Huangxuanjin beside him had disappeared, and Huangxuanjin was opening the doors of the entire corridor one by one, "Damn, where are people?!"

Vehipel: "..."

"No one was found." Huangxuan Jin opened all the doors and returned to Wisipel, and said seriously: "Is there no ashes left from this guy's burning so quickly?"

"There." Vichypel said suddenly, he looked downstairs, and among the struggling crowd, a man in a black costume embroidered with gold branches was running out with something in his arms.

"Chasing!" Huangxuan Jin jumped down the central hall with a decisive support on the railing, but when he jumped down the central hall, the figure of the man disappeared again.

Huangxuanjin stood in the middle hall where the lights were broken and everything was burning, looking at the dead people in the middle hall with some hatred, "Can't you wait until I catch someone before you die?"

Wischpel walked down the stairs, "Let's go first."

"What is that?" Huang Xuanjin said suddenly.Vehipel looked in the direction he was looking.

In the burning earl's mansion, two puppets climbed onto the stage with ridiculous appearances.

Those were ordinary marionettes in the streets and alleys of Xilu, but now the two puppets moved without any strings.

It looks funny but inexplicably weird.

"My brother, are you here to kill me?" said one of the black-haired dolls.

"Yes, you are a monster I raised with my own hands, and I must kill you myself." Another puppet with a long|gun said.

"I am a monster, what are you? What is the justice you are pursuing?" The black-haired puppet murmured with its head down, "My brother, I admire you. You were my only one Guang, you were my only pursuit. In order to realize the justice you said, I would give everything. In order to see you wear the crown, I would fight to the death. In order for the world to return to order as you said, I would turn into The ancient beasts will kill everything you say is unrighteous."

"But it turns out, Utgarde... Utgarde...everything is deceit, all lies, all are used, it is you who betrayed me."

The long | spear pierced his body, and the curtain fell slowly.

"I'm coming home!" he yelled.

Visipel gritted his teeth, his blue eyes reflected endless burning flames, and the flames burned on the closed stage in an instant, as if he wanted to destroy everything.

"Are you angry?" A gap was opened in the burning curtain, and the puppet that died just now poked its head out, with a spear stuck in its body, and he shook his head as if he thought it was amused.

"Are you satisfied with the play?" the puppet asked.

"Marionettes are just something for kids to watch," Wihippel said.

"No, I'm talking about all of this." The puppet with the long | gun pulled out a big smile, and he spread his hands like the greatest conductor.

It is time for this magnificent symphony to be finalized.

The drama in his mouth is everything, the burning old aristocratic district, the hundreds of people who died in the fire, and the souls struggling in the ruins for 30 years.

"I know, you must still have something to say, don't you?" said the puppet.

"It's okay, another great play is about to end. You have missed the opening, but it's okay, don't miss the final curtain. It will be in seven days." The puppet handed it over An invitation letter.

Everything was collapsing in an instant, and Wisipel immediately grabbed Huangxuan Jin beside him, and carried him away from the collapsed ruins.

His soul domain disintegrated.

The wailing of hundreds of people in the fire mixed together.

The rose petals hanging in the air suddenly fell.

Wihipel and Huang Xuanjin opened their eyes.

Red petals fell on both of them.

"Someone has invaded my soul domain." Wihipel said.

The next moment, those shattered souls in the ruins suddenly became violent, like a pack of wolves who were sleeping peacefully were awakened.

Huangxuanjin couldn't see those souls, but he could feel the painful whine and struggle of those souls in the wind.

Those souls stared at the teenagers in the ruins like hungry wolves seeing fresh meat. Their souls were incomplete, and they were eager to complete their own souls.

A broken mirror fills in the missing piece.

— grab it, grab it.

They screamed and rushed towards the young man, as if as long as the young man's soul was torn apart, each of them would be able to share a piece, and then complete their own.

Vihipel waved his hand suddenly, and the black crows were like wind blades that could cut through everything. When passing through those souls, those souls let out a huge wail.

The tall silver wolf spirit entrenched around Vehipel let out a loud roar.

All broken souls recoil in fear.

The coercion of that god-like man frightened all souls.

But they still refuse to leave.

They are afraid of the majesty of men, but they are eager to complement themselves.

— Painful, too painful.

——So hot, so hot.

"Your Highness, is the jade talisman with you?" Huang Xuanjin said suddenly.

In the second battle at dusk, the boy used the jade talisman to try to summon the million souls of the Huangxuan family, and then the boy threw the jade talisman to him.

Vehipel nodded, and put the jade talisman that had been hidden in his heart in the boy's palm.

The young man held the jade talisman in his hand and closed his eyes in the ruins where his soul was crying.

"Let's return here."

Those souls turned into Bodhi clouds, the mist breathed in the jade, and the jade talisman glowed brightly.

The wind subsides and the dust is quiet, the young man closes his eyes like the son of God who pities the world.

All living beings in the ten directions, millions of souls, all return here.