[Gu Jian Su Zi] Death is coming

He rushed out suddenly, and the mute behind him seemed to be tripped by something in the house, so he couldn't catch up with him for a while.

Then, the master and the apprentice saw the cripple, squinting his eyes, slightly raising his head in the sunlight.

The winter light was not dazzling, it lightly sprinkled on him, reflecting the dazzling light.

He gradually turned transparent, scattered into firefly-like light spots, hovering in place.

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The mute chased him out, but he couldn't see even a piece of his clothes. He hurriedly crossed the threshold of the small courtyard and looked into the distance, but there was no one.

He lingered fixedly in place for a long time, finally turned around, removed all the black cloth covering the doors and windows, folded them carefully, and returned to the house indifferently.

Tu Su stared at the scattered spots of light in the courtyard, feeling a little unbearable in his heart.

"I seem...to have seen the effect of this medicine..." Master said softly, "Let me think about it...just wait here until night."

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The group of light spots did not completely disperse, nor did they float out of the small courtyard. At sunset, the last ray of light in the sky also dimmed.

As the sky darkened, the figure became clearer—as if the entire day had never passed—he was still the same as at the beginning, with his eyes closed safely, his head raised slightly, and he was facing the night sky.

The mute did not leave the door behind closed doors, but the lights were not lit in the room.A black crow sits on the bare laurel tree behind the house, neighing mournfully.

Hearing the sound of mourning birds, Tu Su felt a stagnation in his heart: "Master?"

"Let's go in."

The two of them jumped over the sluggish young man outside and knocked on the door, but there was no response.

There was an aura of someone in the room, but after the knock on the door, this aura did not respond at all, and it still quietly stopped in place.

……not good!

Tu Su took a few steps back and kicked open the locked door from the inside.

The room is much darker than the outside, a short and thin figure, sitting silently on the chair, the fire in front of him has long been extinguished, and he is only wearing unlined clothing, as if he has lost the perception of temperature.

"You..." Tu Su moved closer, gradually getting used to the darkness in the room, and saw the young man's bright eyes.

The eyes are clear, but there is no focus.

"Are you... okay?" Tu Su didn't dare to confirm.

The boy nodded slowly, his body still not moving.

Behind him, the master patted Tu Su on the shoulder: "He took the medicine, and he probably turned into Jiao Ming."

"Jiao Ming?"

"I just saw that person outside turned into a human form from a spot of light, and I just remembered it." Master shook his head, "I am afraid that the Xianzhi Shuhun Pill is made of this strange insect, which can eat human bones and gather together." Human form, discerning people's hearts."

"...These are not human anymore?" Tu Su looked at the young man who was no longer active in front of him, and it was really difficult to connect him with the swarm.

"Jiao Ming has a long lifespan, except for the spiritual fire, it is difficult to extinguish it with ordinary magic."

A light blue spiritual fire gradually ignited in Master's hand.

The flame flickered, illuminating his dark eyebrows and eyes.

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Tu Su was turned away again.

Staring at the closed door of this family, he finally said softly: "Sure enough, as Master said."

"For ordinary people, having loved ones by your side, even if it's just deceiving yourself and others, is far better than never seeing each other again." Zi Yin frowned slightly, it seems that to eliminate Jiao Ming, it is still necessary to find its source.

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Tu Su dreamed of a pair of familiar hands.

The left hand was pulled out from the warm and sticky scarlet liquid, stained with scorching eyes.

The right hand held a very familiar sword, a dark red long sword missing the tip, and the blood flowed hot after swinging the sword remained on the arm.

It took out a clean white towel, slowly wiped off the color between its fingers, and skillfully cast a cleansing spell.

Then, there was an exquisite medicine bottle in the palm of her hand.

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December 31 New Year's Eve morning

Today Tu Su was woken up by Zi Yin, but when he woke up, he sat upright on the bed and was lost in thought for a moment, then grabbed the handle of Fen Ji's sword and inspected the sword inch by inch, even before he could put on his coat.Seeing him with confused eyes, and even a hint of fear, Ziyin couldn't help asking—but there was no response.

Ziyin leaned over, the fresh air enveloped Fen Ji, he stopped Tu Su's hand, and said in a deep voice, "Don't panic."

He raised his head abruptly, and met Shang Ziyin's gaze, the dark red in his eyes became more and more vivid, the gaze he cast was like a drowning person suddenly grabbing a driftwood, the fear was initially settled, and the remaining shock was still lingering.

Ziyin took the sword from his hand, held it up to his eyes and inspected it carefully, and the light blue light injected into the dark silver inscription in the middle of the sword body, and gradually spread to both sides of the sword.The fierce sword was as silent as usual, without the slightest bloody aura.

Tu Su kept staring at the clear air flowing from the sword until the last gleam of light disappeared, then he rolled his eyes with difficulty and asked, "Is there anything unusual?"

Ziyin shook his head, put the sword back in his hand, ran his fingers through his loose black hair, stroked it down, and gently rubbed the Jiugong acupuncture point: "It's the same as usual, Tu Su... what did you dream about?"

"This sword... killed people, many people."

Tu Su stared blankly at Fen Ji, who had been with him for many years and was carried close to his body by absorbing evil spirits. He was already like a brother, but he couldn't forget those blood-red hands at all. For a moment, the forgotten dreams of the previous nights seemed to be reflected in his mind, overlapping with the tragic dream of last night.

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"you will not."

Zi Yin stopped pressing the acupuncture point: "I know that Tu Su will never be like this."

"I..." Tu Su seemed to be hesitant.Zi Yin understands that this matter has disturbed his state of mind for many years, and whenever he encounters the outbreak of evil spirits, he is always frightened, afraid that he will be eroded by it and kill those close to him.

"I am here."

Zi Yin held him halfway in his arms, and put his palm through Tu Su's long hair, which felt like raw silk. The loose hair on his back was not braided, and curled slightly around Zi Yin's fingertips.

"Let's go back today."

"..." Tu Su was silent for a while, and then said, "Master promised three days."

"You..." Ziyin felt a little headache, but he also knew that he had answered him that day, and with his temperament, he would not ignore the vision in the city in front of him.

"Forget it, you can go back tomorrow."

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Downstairs in the inn, there are fewer and fewer people today, the shopkeeper ordered Xiaoer Shao to add some firewood, and there were only three or two guests gathered in the corner in the lobby, and it was deserted.

Tu Su came down and asked for some porridge, and ate in silence.

"Why isn't Hefangzhai closed today?" The businessman wondered, "In previous years, it was always open until the last day."

"Who taught you to wait until the last day!" There was a little lady next to him, who pursed her lips and let out a soft moan.

"Isn't it because there were a lot of people there a few days ago, and I still have goods that I haven't sold yet..."

"It's strange to say that not only Hefangzhai, but several stores have closed earlier than usual." Someone at the next table interrupted.

"Look, it's not my fault." The merchant peeled a lotus seed for the little lady, and coaxed her in a good voice.

"Go to the street and have a look, why did you get off before the first day of the new year!" The shopkeeper took a sleeve stove, glanced at the empty tables and chairs in the room, and shouted at the clerk, The clerk clasped his hands, shrank his neck, went out for a while, and came back after a while: "There is no one on the street—the shopkeeper!"

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"Is anyone there?" Tu Su asked from a distance, except for the master and apprentice, there was no living person around.

Looking past the low chaimen, the atmosphere of life in the small courtyard is still there.

The firewood was stacked neatly on the stone slabs, clearly separated from the wooden branches that had not yet been split in the future, and there was a broad ax in the middle.There is a small vegetable garden on the right, half of the soil is still damp, and beside it is a wooden kettle half full of water, a bit rough in workmanship, but smoothed by years of use.

In the other corner of the yard, there are two chickens with shiny coats and flapping wings.

Walking all the way from the hotel, there are very few pedestrians on the road. The prosperity of the past few days suddenly died down, even to the point of death. Many shops are not open, just like this folk house, only when people go, the buildings are not empty.

"In such a huge city, how could this happen overnight?"

"Let's go out of the city to have a look." Master took out an epee, floated in the air, and pulled Tusu, "This is quicker."

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"Flesh!" Tu Su said just now, Zi Yin had already driven the sword down.

The two went back to the deserted temple that day, and as soon as Fu jumped off the flying sword, a wave of blood that had already faded lingered at the tip of his nose.The slightly dazzling sunlight in winter penetrated into the temple, reflecting a dull color on the black and red slurry.

"..."

The blood in the room covered almost every piece of blue brick, sticking sticky to the soles of the two people's feet, making a splashing sound as they walked, a large amount of blood was sprayed on the table, statues, and surrounding walls, and they had already dried up.However, after some searching, there was no sign of half a corpse.

Ziyin twirled the blood on his finger, frowned: "It's indeed human blood."

"Last night's dream...that's it..." Tu Su clutched a blood-stained white cloth scarf in his hand, propped his head up, frowned and half-closed his eyes.

"I haven't seen a corpse, so it's inconclusive. What's more, I didn't feel anything different last night."

Zi Yin has always been a light sleeper, and she slept with Tu Su for several nights, but she was never awakened, and instead slept very well.

He patted Tu Su on the shoulder, still thinking about the recent abnormalities in his mind.

Overnight, the blood in this temple congealed into a pool, but the corpse disappeared...

Jiao Ming...

Could it be...

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