It's better to fall in love

47. Eternal Hate

Ling was so drunk that she drifted up and down in her drunken dreams, not knowing what year it was, and suddenly dreamed that she was standing on the top of Kunlun with God Luofu overlooking the world in the warm spring sun; Deep in the dark and cold underground, unable to escape in the dirty mud; suddenly he saw his mother's face again, with a dagger stuck in her chest, and he stabbed the dagger with his own hands.

This sleep was extremely restless, and my mood fluctuated with the dream, but my head was so dizzy that I couldn't break free from the dream. When Ling Youyou woke up, she still felt a headache. Is this wine really Wangyou? , Why did he only feel worse after drinking it.

"Xiao Ling, don't move."

Just as Ling was about to get up, someone stopped him, and he realized that Luo Fu was sitting five feet in front of his bed, scribbling a pen.

"God, what are you doing?"

"Don't move, I'm drawing."

Luo Fu said while talking, his hands kept moving, his wrists swam, the pen holder rose and fell, he kept sketching and drawing on the paper like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the ink pen on the drawing paper painted blue and green.Luo Fu's brushstrokes are vigorous, and the thick ink color soaks through the paper, and the outline is faintly visible through the back of the paper.

"How long have I been drunk?"

"It's been three days."

Ling almost jumped up from the bed, but remembered that Shangshen was still painting, so she forcibly held back, still lying on the bed and not daring to move.Sure enough, it is not unreasonable for humans to say that drinking is a mistake. He who has never slept for two hours, unexpectedly fell into a coma for three days without knowing it.

"Finally the painting is finished." Luo Fu was extremely satisfied with his masterpiece, nodding frequently, showing a happy smile.

Ling got off the bed with bare feet, and wanted to come forward to admire it together, but Luo Fu took the painting off the easel. Ling reached out to snatch it, but Luo Fu had quick eyes and quick hands, and had already rolled the painting into a tube and hid it in his sleeve.

"What did you draw?"

Luo Fu flicked on Ling's forehead again, this time it was a bit heavy, Ling's forehead was slightly red, "I have drawn all your drunken ugliness, you little alcoholic, let's see if you dare to drink too much next time .”

"Eh?"

Ling was still in a daze, but Luo Fu had already walked out the door with a chuckle.Fortunately, his curiosity is not too heavy, and the curiosity at that time has passed and it has faded away.

After sleeping for three days, Ling felt much more energetic, and couldn't sleep at night, so she just wandered around the Kunlun Mountains.In the summer night, the deep mountain breeze is cool, and there are birds and cicadas singing everywhere. He sits in the forest and looks up at the starry sky. He has seen the most beautiful stars in the world that night. As for what he did after he was drunk, there are some intermittent fragments after careful consideration. Floating in my mind, I can't tell if it's a dream or it's real.

Ling was lost in thoughts, but heard a voice calling non-stop.The voice was not in his ears, but it was calling his name in his heart over and over again.

This is……

Following her breath, Ling flew all the way against the water, and as soon as she got out of the barrier set by Luo Fu, she saw a cloud of black mist floating in the air, which was the messenger sent by the Witch King.

"What does the Witch King want me to do?"

"Your Majesty ordered you to implement the plan in three days." The black mist floated in front of his eyes, and a deep voice sounded, "At that time, you will lead Luo Fu out of Kunlun Mountain."

A dense cloud of black mist spread out in the air, forming a circle again, and in the middle of the black mist was the scene of the Witch King's Palace.Chi Yu was tied upside down on the jade pillar in the center of the hall, her lips were dry and white, her head was drooping as if she had fallen into a coma.

"For three days, if you don't obey, the king will use holy girls to sacrifice to the witch god."

Life sacrifice is an ancient sacrifice of the Wu people.The witch god is not a god, but a kind of holy beast, they are the size of a beetle, driven by the witch king for generations.The way to wake up the power of the witch god is life sacrifice—cut open the chest of the living person, put the witch god into his body, and then sew up the wound, allowing the witch god to eat up all the flesh and blood of the living person.This kind of pain pierces the heart and bone, and the person who is sacrificed will not die completely until the liver is emptied.

"You go and report it. After three days, there will be a result!" Ling lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip tightly, and said coldly.

"Xiao Ling?" Luo Fu's calling came from beside his ear.

Ling was startled, and glanced out of the corner of her eye. Fortunately, the black mist had long since disappeared without a trace.

"Why did you come here?" Luo Fu's figure appeared behind him, "Is there anyone else?"

"No." Ling subconsciously denied.

"It seems that something broke into Kunlun, did you see it?"

Ling shook her head.

"Then go back." Luo Fu didn't seem to doubt him, and turned to leave.

"Shangshen—" Ling opened her mouth several times, and finally shouted before Luo Fu's figure was about to walk away.This cry came out, and the following words were like an arrow off the string, and I had to say, "Three days later, it will be the Qiqiao Festival in the world. I heard that it is very lively. Let's go and see it together?"

"Okay." Luo Fu didn't look back, a good word was drowned in the humming of cicadas, Ling couldn't hear it very clearly, she always vaguely felt that Shangshen already knew something, and felt uneasy.

Three days later, Qiqiao Festival.

For the past three days, Ling's heart has been in a panic, like a summer afternoon covered with dark clouds, thunder rolling and dark clouds overwhelming, but there is never a single raindrop, and it is so dull and suffocating.

Lanterns and festoons are everywhere in the world to celebrate this annual festival, and men and women walk hand in hand in the streets.Lanterns illuminated half of the night sky red, and the sound of wind chimes on the side of the road mixed with the sound of talking and laughing.Luo Fu seemed to be very interested, strolling on the spacious street, he couldn't help but stop and look at the novelties at the stalls.Ling followed behind Luo Fu, he didn't care to appreciate the beautiful scenery of this festive season, he looked around in the bustling crowd, the men and women talking and laughing on the street became suspicious in the eyes of suspicious people.He can't allow his mother to be sacrificed, but he doesn't want anything to happen to Luo Fu. Is there a way in this world that allows him to live up to his filial piety and kindness?

Suddenly the street was full of people and noisy. Ling turned her head and found countless Kongming lanterns slowly rising in the half-red night sky. The lights were dotted and slowly rising in the blue night.

"What is this?" Luo Fu seldom went to Kunlun Mountain, and felt that everything was very fresh.

"Kongming Lantern," Ling explained, "I heard that if you write your wishes on the Kongming Lanterns and then let them fly, you can convey your wishes to the gods. Let's put one too."

Luo Fu looked at the sky and said with a smile, "But I have never received a wish in these years, so it can be seen that it is all fake."

Then he pointedly said to Ling, "Xiao Ling, if you have a wish, you can just tell me directly, you don't need to imitate them and make a wish by setting off a Kongming lantern."

Just as the candle was flickering and radiant, Ling felt that her small thoughts had long been revealed before the God, and he ignored everything he thought, and confessed everything, but thinking of his mother, he forced his words out of his mouth again Hold back, just say one sentence, "I don't have a wish."

"Then keep it, and tell me when you want to."

"Shangshen," Ling felt confused, and pointed casually, "How about we find a place to sit?"

"It's true that good wine is a must on a beautiful day, but you are not allowed to drink too much," Luo Fu approached Ling and warned, "Otherwise, I will throw you in the world and not let you go back to Kunlun."

It was only then that Ling realized that there was a huge flag planted where he was pointing, with the word "wine" written on it.

"..."

As the time set by the Witch King drew nearer, Ling became more and more restless, lost his mind all night, and time waited for no one, forcing him to make up his mind.When Luo Fu entered the restaurant, Ling slowed down her pace, and whispered to the owner of the restaurant for a while before quickly following.

The two sat at the table facing each other, Luo Fu looked at the moon shadow outside the window, wondering what he was thinking.Immediately the boss brought the cup and jade pot, Ling personally filled Luo Fu's wine, and was about to toast, but heard Luo Fu's vermilion lips parted slightly, and said, "Xiao Ling, close your eyes."

"?" Ling's hand holding the cup froze, her heart beating like drums and thunder.

"I heard that gifts are given to each other during the Qiqiao Festival in the world. I have prepared a gift for you."

Ling felt that her heart was hanging by a very thin hair that night, following Luo Fu's movements up and down, there was a possibility of sinking into the abyss at any time.He was flustered, but he closed his eyes obediently, only to hear Luo Fu seem to put something in front of him, and then he said, "Open it."

Ling opened her eyes and saw a scroll in front of her. She slowly opened the scroll. On the scroll was him, sitting on the East Sea under the moon, contemplating.That was the scene when he and Luo Fu met for the first time, Ling's hands trembled slightly, this was a painting made by God for him.

"Do you like it?" Luo Fu smiled slightly and raised the cup in his hand.

"Shangshen, don't drink." Ling stretched out her hand and knocked over the wine glass that Luo Fu was about to put into her mouth, "It's poisonous."

"I know."

"you know?"

"Xiao Ling, there is nothing in this world that can escape my notice."

"Since you know everything, why do you still treat me so well?"

"Do you know that I know your identity from the first time I saw you." Luo Fu whispered softly, "But you are kind by nature, and I want to help you become a Buddha."

Ling was stunned, he really knew everything, all his dirty thoughts were transparent in front of him, if he hadn't knocked over the cup in Shangshen's hand in time, maybe he would have died now.

"Okay, I'm tired of acting. Are you tired? Why don't you all come out?" Luo Fu suddenly stood up, and said something nonsensical in the direction of no one.

The surrounding scene changed, where there was still the prosperous scene, the men and women who used to shuttle on the bluestone road all disappeared, leaving only the thick indelible black, and densely packed Wu tribe warriors in the night.

Seeing the changes in front of her eyes, Ling was secretly startled.It turned out that the Witch King had already set up a net around him, just waiting for the gods to enter the urn.

"I have admired God's name for a long time, and I really can't hide anything from you." The soldiers in the formation dispersed to both sides to make way, and the Witch King and Yingying walked out from behind the formation together.

"Don't praise me, I will be proud."

"Little mute, how dare you betray the Wu Clan!" Yingying stared straight at Ling, gnashing her teeth at him.

"Xiao Ling, stand behind me." Luo Fu stretched out his hand to protect Ling behind him, but Ling did not respond.

"God, you are conceited to know the affairs of the world, why don't you turn back to the person you love the most."

Luo Fu's heart sank, and he turned his head to look at Ling. As expected, Ling's face had turned stone-gray, and she sat on the seat without any response.

"Is it poison?" Luo Fu slightly closed his eyes, not letting the Wu people behind him see the storm in his eyes.

"I knew that this trash would cause bad things, so I made another plan." The Witch King was very satisfied with his thoughtful plan, "Spread the poison into the air in advance. This poison is colorless and tasteless, so it will naturally have no effect on the High God." , but it is a deadly poison to mermen. If no one detoxifies him, within half an hour, his whole body will become stiff and petrified to death."

"I hate being threatened the most. I am not related to him, so how do you know that I will definitely save him."

"I'm not sure about this deity either. Gambling is half the game, but since he can't blackmail you, it's useless to us. He's already an abandoned child. Who would bother about an abandoned child."

"Okay, I lost." Luo Fu immediately admitted defeat, "So what, half an hour is enough for me to deal with you."

Although the Wu clan has infinite fighting power, they are only human in essence.The wrath of the gods is something ordinary people can bear, Luo Fu just waved his hand, and the vanguard Wu clan warriors who were about to rush forward dissipated like dust.

The Witch King didn't expect that Luo Fu, a god who doesn't care about the world and looks weak and deceitful, would have such terrifying power.

The Wu Clan devoted all their strength to fighting Luofu in a bloody battle. As time passed, Ling's skin had hardened into stone, and the Wu Clan's warriors were so numerous that they could never be killed.Luo Fu found that they would not die, and the warriors who dissipated under his magic power gathered together and took shape again within a moment.This is the secret of the Wu Clan's dominance on the Wuzhou Continent. Who can resist an army that has jumped out of reincarnation and ignored life and death.This is the first time he observes this race that he has driven into the ground. These years, they have been hiding their strengths and bide their time underground. They are well-trained and have become much more sophisticated than before.

"Luo Fu, if you don't stop, this deity will destroy your favorite piece of five continents."

With a wave of the Witch King's hand, the scene on the five continents was displayed in the night sky.Thousands and tens of thousands of beetles flock to every corner of the earth like a tide. Wherever the beetles go, houses, vegetation, and trees are all corroded. Once the beetles touch a human body, within a few seconds, the flesh becomes a dry bone.People made a mess and cried loudly.

Time seems to have returned to the day when Buzhou Mountain collapsed, shouting and praying for their gods to come to the world again and save them from danger.

Luo Fu stopped what he was doing, and slowly closed his eyes.The night wind blew his long gown, and the blue hair that was originally bundled behind his head spread out and fluttered in the wind.He turned his head and glanced at Ling, his eyes were full of nostalgia.

This short year with Ling is more exciting and vivid than the tens of thousands of years before, how much I want to stay with him for a while longer!But he is the god, the god of all, and since he created the world, he has to shoulder the responsibility.In the past, it was Fuxi and Nuwa, but now it is finally my turn.

He bit his finger, and drew a strange pattern in the void with the blood of God. When the pattern was formed, it formed a golden mark in the air.

"With righteousness, I will completely seal the entire Wu clan, and the Wu clan will be imprisoned in the wilderness forever, and will not be able to take half a step."

Blood Curse!

"No—!" The Witch King didn't expect that Luo Fu would sacrifice the blood curse, and use his three souls and seven souls as a guide to completely drive them into the abyss of eternal doom.

The beetles that were raging on the five continents just now fell into the ground in an instant. In the dark night, the warriors of the Wu clan also went from the market to the unknown wilderness in an instant. On the horizon, a golden mask was pressed down from midair like a bell, covering all All the people of the Wu Clan were shrouded in the mask, and several beams of blue and purple light floated out of Luo Fu's body, entangled together, forming a spell with inscriptions on it, and the spell was tightly attached to the mask, and then with the light The hood disappears into the air together.

Finally solved the disaster in front of him, Luo Fu's body began to dissipate.

He can't die yet, there's one more thing he hasn't done.

He looked at Ling who was gradually petrified, and walked to him with the last bit of strength, held his hand, and sent his divine power to Ling.Gradually, Ling Shihua's body finally began to regain moisture, and his breath, which was almost inaudible, sounded evenly again.

"Xiao Ling, goodbye." Luo Fu smiled and said goodbye to the person who had just regained consciousness, "I..."

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