[Gu Jian Su Zi] Death is coming

The self-deprecating appearance of framing without much excuse.After leaving Kunlun Mountain, this tendency seemed to disappear, but every time the evil spirit flared up, he would bruise himself all over his body as if unconsciously, as if... seeking destruction subconsciously.

He didn't want to see such an immeasurable sword, stained with rust, turning into dust in time.

"Disciple...Understood." Tu Su smiled slightly, his expression relaxed, "I will do as Master wishes."

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"Hehe..." In the darkness, a faint chuckle awakened Tu Su from his sleep.

"...Mine, half of my body." The voice was like a light cage of tulle, dissipating in Tu Su's ears as he regained consciousness.He sat up at once, carried Fen Ji by his pillow and got off the bed, looked around, but saw nothing unusual.

"What's the matter?" The master on the inside of the bed also got up, but there was no sign of warning.

"Master, did you hear it... I guess it was a nightmare." Tu Su calmed down now, and carefully recalling the voice just now, it was indeed like a dream, as if someone was whispering in his ear, but he couldn't feel the slightest breath.

"You really worry too much." Master patted the outer quilt, "Come back, be careful not to catch cold."

"Yeah." Tu Suzhong lay on the bed again, but couldn't sleep.

He could not help turning his eyes from the top of the curtain, and under the dim moonlight, Master's peaceful sleeping face came into his eyes. At this time, he removed the camouflage outside, and the long white hair scattered on the pillow intertwined with Tu Su's black hair In Tu Su's eyes, for some reason, there is a bit more bright color in one place.

There has always been a faint sandalwood fragrance on Master's body, which lingers around many memories that are only shared with him, but now, Tu Su has not noticed this fragrance—the two live together, and their breaths are almost indistinguishable from each other.

Perhaps the sandalwood fragrance has never dissipated from my body.

"Go to bed early."

Master's warm hand came over suddenly, squeezing his palm as if to comfort him.

He didn't answer, instead he took Master's hand, unwilling to let go as if absorbing warmth.But with just this small change, he was able to relax and close his eyes.

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"Do you still remember the old woman who sold paintings outside?"

"Didn't she bury her son earlier?"

"That's right, but who is that outside?"

Tu Su was about to settle the rent with the shopkeeper, when he heard this, he couldn't help but look outside.

Night had already fallen, and the warm light of the lanterns at the hotel entrance reflected on the ground, showing a bright red.The end of the new year is approaching, even in Xu time, there are still many street vendors who warmly greet passers-by who are buying new year's goods in the past, but the mother-in-law who sells paintings seems very quiet.She sat stiffly on the chair alone, with more than a dozen ink and wash paintings neatly spread out in front of her as usual, among which were some very timely, auspicious and festive children's New Year pictures.The red light of the lantern in front of the hotel reflected on her expressionless face, making this once very kind face look a little strange.

"She! Isn't she dead? I saw her son's coffin for her with my own eyes!"

Tu Su frowned. Indeed, although the breath of the mother-in-law at the door was normal, her expression was not quite right...

"Please wait first." He said to the shopkeeper who was holding the beads, turned and went out, and walked towards the painting booth under the lamp.

"Is your painting going to be sold?"

The mother-in-law nodded slowly without making a sound, her eyes slowly turned towards Tu Su's direction, but without focus, as if there was no one in front of her.

"I'm sorry." Tu Su waved his hand in front of her, but he didn't see her speak, only felt that something was wrong, and wanted to feel her pulse.

"Don't touch my mother!" A roar came from a distance, causing people in the store to look sideways at the door.I saw a young man dressed as a scholar rushing over, embracing the mother-in-law's thin body like a guard, turning his head and squinting at Tu Su: "Buy paintings when you buy them, why do you do it!"

"..." Tu Su knew he was in the wrong, and took half a step back, "I just want to investigate a little bit because Guanlingtang looks worried."

"...my mother is fine, I don't need you to investigate... yes...it's better than this! Mother, we should go home." The scholar was a little excited when he spoke, but he quickly calmed down and comforted the baby in his arms. Mother turned around and picked up the paintings on the table, deliberately ignoring Tu Su.

Tu Su had no choice but to watch the scholar walk away with his mother supported.

"What happened?" Tu Su went back to the room, closed the door, and saw that the master was packing up some things that the two of them had scattered in the room for a few days, and now he stopped, as if he had noticed that his expression was different from before .

"Master... the dead, may they be resurrected?"

Just now he inquired about it in the lobby downstairs, and found that the matter was not that simple.In recent days, not only this mother-in-law, but also many families in the city, for some reason, the dead in the family returned, except that their expressions were no longer active, and the rest were normal people.

There are even some doctors who conclude that these people are not only resurrected from the dead, but will also be able to fully recover in the future, or they can... live forever.

Master shook his head: "What did Tu Su meet?"

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Ziyin pondered for a moment, only to feel that there seemed to be a similar impression in his mind, but it was so long ago that it was really blurred.

"There are many other houses besides this. Can we investigate for a little longer?" Tu Su looked at him unwaveringly, rather than asking questions, he was giving advice.

It's just that in three days it will be the New Year's Eve, and Tu Su's evil spirit is aroused at the beginning of the month, if he can't go back earlier, I'm afraid...

"Master, give me three days. If there is no breakthrough after three days, I will go back first."

"...So, that's fine." Zi Yin sighed, "You have always made your own decisions, so it's hard to be shaken even a little bit, really..."

"The disciple will not break the promise made to the master." Tu Su's whole body relaxed, and he went forward to untie the previously packed baggage, "I have to trouble the master to stay here for a few more days."

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"Rumors say that it is the top-grade elixir used by the immortal family to cultivate, and it is called Xianzhi Shuhun Pill."

"Where did you hear that name?"

Tu Su looked at the way the boss in front of him was nodding and bowing, and it was really hard to think of him and the spies of the rivers and lakes that his master said "see all directions and listen to all directions". However, the two of them had passed the boss within half an hour. His words outline the general outline of the event.

Dressed in apricot-yellow cloud pattern embroidered clothes, a young man who claimed to be a pharmacist secretly appeared at night to distribute medicine for free...

It sounds quite similar to Shao Gong, but this medicine doesn't seem to be some top-grade elixir...instead, it is a poison that makes the dead people restless and reverses the cycle of reincarnation.

"Of course it was said by the pharmacist himself. His whereabouts are uncertain, but he will definitely inform the location of the next medicine gift in advance. It is strange to say that this pharmacist just appeared suddenly a few days ago, and many people are willing to do it for him. He waited all night for his pills, and even went to dig his grave quietly ahead of time."

"Where will it be next time?" Ziyin watched his expression, put another ingot of silver on the table, and frowned slightly.

"In the desolate temple outside the city, the news is absolutely true. The villain doesn't dare to hide anything." The boss didn't immediately move the money on the table, and smiled like a fox, "that's all the villain knows. gone."

Tu Su followed behind Master, somewhat unclear.

Before arriving at the Green Jade Altar, the master often made indirect remarks and told him to be careful of Ouyang Shaogong. Now that the evidence is almost conclusive, he recalled those initial instructions, but instead became curious: "Master?"

"What's the matter?"

"Could it be sir?"

"If so, what should you do?"

"...Master will go with me tomorrow night?"

"Naturally." Master half-closed his eyelashes, "Just remember not to startle the snake."

"The disciple understands."

纵容最新更新:2017-02-2219:10:55

On the 29th night of the twelfth lunar month, there was a deserted temple outside the city.

When Tu Su and Shizun came out of the city, there were scattered peasant households at the beginning of the journey, exuding the festive atmosphere of the New Year.

The path gradually turned into a deserted forest with seven turns and eight turns, and the road became more and more uninhabited except for the tracks of vehicles and horses.

To avoid people's eyes and ears, both of them wore night clothes, blending into the invisible darkness.

Although it is a deserted temple with its doors wide open, it is just short of people to worship. The candlesticks and statues are covered with thick dust, which is a bit gloomy, but the roof tiles and window eaves are not damaged.Tu Su stopped outside for a while, and felt that there was no other person in the room, so he turned his head and asked the master with his eyes, but he got a voice transmission:

"Just wait outside for a while."

The two hid in the shadow outside the temple wall, and the master stood beside him holding his breath.For a moment, Tu Su could only hear the rustling wind passing through the trees.

Soon, there were gradually chaotic footsteps approaching from different directions, and the master did not move, as silent as grass and rocks.After a while, the sound came to the front of the temple, and a woman covered with a black veil turned out from the dead wood on the path. After looking around, she tightened her black and gray cloak, which was too large, so that it would not drag the floor, and walked gracefully. Entered the ruined temple.Tu Su gently brushed his tall hair from the master's back, just when he heard another voice transmission:

"hold on."

Afterwards, many people walked slowly into this small temple hall as if they were worshiping. Most of the visitors were like master and apprentice, hiding their heads and tails and covering up.The crowd moved forward silently, swimming like ghosts, drifting into the gloomy temple with the cold wind in the suburbs.

"Mix in."

Tu Su couldn't help but glanced at Master, his dark eyes revealed heavy anger, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and he kept silent.

There are cobwebs entangled with smoke everywhere in the house. As the crowds pour in, the air gradually rises with scattered dust, and the temperature is much warmer than outside the house.

Around Mo Yin's time, no one came in one after another