Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

After An Xichen spread the blanket again, he stood up and took two or three steps back slowly.

It seems that he is also quite afraid of the face of this bunch of natives.

This blanket is so huge that it almost covers half of the dark room, and it will be stepped on as soon as you enter the door.An Xichen didn't dare to step on it anymore, he leaned against the wall, slowly walked around the blanket, and walked to Qiao Xishui.

Qiao Xishui was still coughing non-stop, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.After all, he was scared to death just now, and the magic also took the opportunity to wreak havoc in his body even more rampantly.

It's not his fault.No matter how scary that Mr. Blood Man in the dark room was, at least it was mentioned in the original book.Qiao Xishui had read the whole book by heart, so she was naturally prepared for it.But the pile of human faces in front of him was not mentioned in the original book. He was not mentally prepared at all, so it is understandable that he was quite frightened.

An Xichen was worried, and his face was very ugly. He said awkwardly, "Why do you keep vomiting blood?"

"...I..." Qiao Xishui paused in the middle of speaking, thinking for a while, thinking that An Xichen might be able to prevent him from vomiting blood again, and said, "...I will vomit blood when I'm scared."

An Xichen frowned: "Why, what's the reason?"

Qiao Xishui responded quickly: "Oh, don't keep asking why, there are so many things in this world that don't have any reason!"

After speaking, he grinned again, trying to get away with it.

An Xichen couldn't do anything about his appearance, the corners of his mouth twitched, he had nothing to say.

He sighed, and confirmed to Qiao Xishui: "So you can't be scared, can you?"

Qiao Xishui nodded.

"understood."

After finishing speaking, An Xichen reached out his hand and took out a white hair tie from his sleeve.

An Xichen said: "Take this and cover your eyes. If you don't see it, you will be pure."

Then he involuntarily stuffed the hairband to Qiao Xishui. Qiao Xishui looked down at the crumpled hairband in his hand, and asked with a complicated mood: "What is this?"

"What's important? Why are you talking so much nonsense, I used to use it in the Qingfengmen beam crown."

An Xichen scolded him for talking too much nonsense, and patiently explained it again. This contradictory statement made Qiao Xishui helpless and funny. He coughed twice to hide his smile, and said, "Okay."

Qiao Xishui covered her eyes with the hair tie and tied it in a knot at the back of her head, and asked, "Do you know what to do?"

"Probably." An Xichen pursed his lips, and said, "This should be the place where Lin Hongyi usually avoids people's eyes and ears to practice the magic circle. Those books are all handwritten, and they must have been written by Mu Qianqiu himself back then. Notes left behind."

"But there are not many books here, and it should be that only a part of the necessary ones are hidden here. Since you want to practice and master the magic circle, you must draw it to test whether the magic circle can work. The magical magic circle recorded here needs to be Using humans as tools and blood as an array, one time will definitely fail, and after repeated attempts many times, naturally many wronged souls have been buried. They cannot be reborn, and there are no bones left, so they turned into this ghost."

This explanation is completely reasonable, but for some reason, Qiao Xishui felt that something was wrong.

He felt that An Xichen had something to say.After all, for a ruthless person like Lin Hongyi, he would definitely know how to make people lose their minds, so why did he have to keep these faces?

Qiao Xishui had doubts in his heart, but he didn't say it.Just said: "Then what should I do?"

"Nothing to do, they are all dead people, and they will only become ghosts if they are released." An Xichen said, "Blindfold your eyes and ears, and the movement is quite scary. Give me some time, I'll be fine." Call you."

Qiao Xishui lowered her eyes.

He was right.These things have no bones left, not even a decent body. They were imprisoned underground for an unknown number of days, and those who died were very wronged. Naturally, there is resentment.Being turned into this way, the soul must have been incomplete long ago, and there is no way to be saved.

And the last dark room was only opened after the blood man died, so this dark room is not much better.After thinking about it like this, there is only one way left.

Find a way to get them all out of their wits.Let its resentment end, and its soul be scattered again

Between the ground.

This is the best, but also the cruelest way.

Even if the resentful spirit was once a living person.

After all, Qiao Xishui couldn't bear dead people.After all, no one had actually died in front of him, and the blood man didn't seem human at all.

So he quietly lifted a little of the hair tie covering his eyes.An Xichen stood beside him with his head tilted, a cloud of dark thunder had gathered in his hand.

His eyes were like stagnant water, and there were no emotional fluctuations.

Mr. Henxi kills like a numb, it seems that he has long been numb to such things.He didn't think about what Qiao Xishui thought about. To him, the wraith was just a wraith, and nothing else.

Qiao Xishui suddenly felt very tired.

He has used so many tongues, but An Xichen is still like an indestructible rock, not even a little bit shaken.

He put down his hands, covered his headband, and covered his ears.

Not long after, there was a loud thunderclap.Then, a sharp cry squeezed into his ears from between his fingers.

This was the first time Qiao Xishui heard the screams of someone other than An Xichen.

Suddenly, he seemed to be standing in this book for the first time, and truly realized that this was a living world.

Not only An Xichen is a tragedy.All the people who were implicated originally still had such a long time and a long way to go, but because this one person who has long been dead has to devote himself to Nirvana, whether he wants to or not.

The gears of the years were forcibly distorted in this way, and the angry horse in fresh clothes became an obsession.

He thought that others were kept in the dark.He knew that An Xichen was guilty, but that's all.He originally thought that he had difficulties and that he didn't deserve what he deserved.

But amidst the burst of crying and despair, he thought in a daze.

An Xichen is guilty.

He killed so many people, how could he be innocent.

He killed people, he took their lives and their futures.Although there are hardships, the crime cannot be forgiven.

"Let me go!!"

Someone was crying in his ear.

"Daoist!! Please, let me go!!!"

There is also an airy voice caught in it.

"Kill me..." Someone shouted, "Give me... a happy..."

Some screamed, some cried, some begged for mercy, and some begged to die.

What a hell on earth.

I don't know how long it took, but the surroundings became quiet.On the contrary, Qiao Xishui was immersed in the emotions of these resentful spirits, hanging his head between his knees, and after a while, his throat felt sweet and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

An Xichen was about to touch him, but a mouthful of blood was sprayed onto his hand. He froze for a moment, and then said angrily, "Why are you still vomiting blood!?"

"...Brother."

Qiao Xishui coughed twice, took a deep breath, and said hoarsely, "How many people have you killed..."

"How do I know how many there are!" An Xichen said angrily, "Don't think about it anymore, if you vomit again, you may lose a lot of blood and go see the King of Hades! What's going on!"

"This... I am asking you!!"

Qiao Xishui also lost all patience with him, and repeatedly hit the wall so that he could not see any dawn.No matter how good-tempered he is, there's no way to spend any more time with his elm head.

"Why do you always want to die? If you walk out of your place for a while...is it harder than going to heaven!? There are still people in this world who miss you and want to save you!! Why can't you see it! ?”

The more he talked, the more he coughed out the blood in his mouth, and his eyes became more and more red. An Xichen saw that he was vomiting more and more blood, and his words became more and more aggressive, and his anger gradually disappeared. Those things in his heart Uneasiness turned into panic, as if he had been hit in the head, unable to speak: "...I..."

"Don't run away! Your lame acting skills can't even fool me. Who do you think you can fool, at most you can fool yourself! I am willing to go down the mountain of swords and fire for you, but I don't want me to do this You haven't changed at all!! I don't want to like a rock, what the hell are you...!"

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly burst into a loud voice.

Blood gushed out of his mouth, cutting off his words all at once.

An Xichen was startled, and seeing his knees go limp, he quickly went up to support him, and hugged the body that had lost most of its strength as if it had turned into a thin sheet of paper.

Qiao Xi's anger and anger still persisted, and she was hugged in his arms, still murmuring in a hoarse voice unwillingly: "I..."

"Stop talking now!" An Xichen hurriedly stopped, "Stop talking! Wait until you recover!"

Qiao Xishui laughed suddenly, and said: "...don't tell me you're... going to die soon, if you're dead, who can I tell..."

An Xichen was stuck in his throat by these words: "..."

"……let me tell you……"

Qiao Xishui coughed violently twice, his voice was weaker than before.

"...I've never seen a dead person since I was a child... I've never seen a dead person since I started here... You are just like Fang Ximing. You protect people better than anyone else."

"Qingfengmen, Yanwuchang, and under your roof... I have never seen anyone die. Today, these are not... Maybe I have never seen the world, these things... were once living people, right? "

"... I used to think that you had a reason, so you killed... it was just killing."

"...I'm an asshole."

He said.

"The person you killed...is the same as you."

"Yes." An Xichen replied, "...the same as me. This is not your problem. I killed people, and it has nothing to do with you. I already understood that I killed people and took so many lives. You should have the consciousness to be killed."

Qiao Xishui understood after only being stunned for a moment.

yes.

is that so.

……Yes.

It's not that An Xichen doesn't listen to him, and it's not that he doesn't understand that someone wants to save him.

It's just that he is conceited and rigid in his bones.Maybe it's because people from Qingfengmen are so upright in their bones. Like Fang Ximing, he also understands that the pain is the heart, and the crime is the crime. The two are not the same.

He understood that he had killed someone, that he was a sinner, even if the crime was insincere, it was still a bloody crime he committed.

He just wanted to-

"I deserve to pay," he said. "I killed someone, and I deserve to die."

"sorry."

"...I can't tell."

What he couldn't say had already reached Qiao Xishui's ears.

He said silently, "I like you too".