Lost Guide

What a night of snow... The snow fell very deeply, and it was full on the green leaves of pines and cypresses.Tu Hujun was alone in the boundless snow, surrounded by lonely after-snow scenes, but he was running alone.He ran in one direction, but didn't know where it was going.

His body is quite heavy. Since he was born, he has always been as light as a swallow. He has never felt such a heavy feeling. Since he was born, he has also been full of energy, and he has never felt tired and weak like this. .He left deep and shallow footprints on the snow, and he let out rapid and disordered breathing...

The sky and the earth are all white, only his hair is so black and messy.In front of him was a bumpy snow path, his shoes were covered with snow, and his shoulders were covered with frost.His eyes were clouded with moisture.

He felt that something important was lost in one of his breaths.

The road in front of him became rugged and narrow, and a long stone ladder appeared, and he rushed up it. He seemed to have fallen a few times, but he didn't seem to fall. These feelings were far away and vague, only in his heart A kind of eager desire is surging, making him forget everything else.

He saw a wooden house under the pines and cypresses, and he saw a woman sweeping snow outside the wooden house.Seeing him coming, the woman raised her head, she shed tears when she saw him, and said: "At least you are back, my lord will have to wait."

He opened the door and saw a man sitting on a chair.The man was as thin as a stick, although he was wearing a wedding dress, he didn't feel happy, only felt that he was extremely pale and haggard. At this moment, he closed his eyes leisurely, wondering if he was in a good dream.As he approached step by step, he was startled, only to find that the man's face was quite similar to He Heer's. Then he was startled, and found that the man's face was lifeless. It's just a glance.

His heart was occupied by shock, and there was no room for thinking, so he let the maid pull him to the back, and let him face a mirror that could reflect his whole body.The mirror is inlaid in the brass frame with lotus pattern, and the mirror surface is as smooth as a waveless lotus pond.In the mirror like a lotus pond, there was a man wearing a fiery red seven-fold wedding dress——that man had a familiar face and an unfamiliar expression.

——Is this person... the Three Poisons?

he asks.

——Who are the three poisons?Aren't the three poisons also a part of you?Don't be so heartless.

The man in red in the mirror smiled.

——what's the matter?

he asks.

——Even people who are not as skilled as you can easily defeat you, do you know why?

The three poisons in red asked.

--I have no idea.

He said.

——Tong Tu, although you have great powers, your heart is still too fragile, why don't you try to accept me?Or is it because you also know that you are psychologically fragile and unable to control the greed, hatred and ignorance generated by yourself?

The three poisons in red had an arrogant demeanor, as if they were provocative.

--I……

There was a moment of hesitation with Mr. Tuhu.

——I have always been you, you have always been me... put on this wedding dress, then you will be the same as me...or rather, I will be the same as you.Same paint.

Red Clothes Three Poisons said in a gentle tone.

——I don't want to be like you!

——I don't want to be the same as you, but we have a common soul and love each other's love.There is no other way.

--like……

Mr. Tong Tuhu seemed to think of something: If I have you, can I have a heart?With a heart, can you love?

There was an inexplicable throbbing in Mr. Tuhu's heart—he seemed to know that it was a heartbeat—he had a heart in his chest, and this heart was beating for someone, a certain thought, a certain It was beating violently and emotionally.

Mr. Tong Tuhu seemed to realize that he had fallen into a false fantasy, and he glared: "How dare you use the illusion to deceive me?"

Sandu smiled and said: "I am you, and you are me, how can you deceive me? These are all things we have actually experienced."

Mr. Tuhu was puzzled for a while, and then said clearly: "It's... when it's a mortal..."

San Du suddenly jumped out of the mirror, but Mr. Tong Tu Hu fell into the mirror.He was embedded in the mirror and became an illusory figure. He watched San Du put on the gorgeous seven-layered wedding dress, lift up the skirt, and walk towards the dead mortal Xiao He step by step.He hugged Xiao He, and gently picked off the little flowers on his groom's black gauze.That little flower, because it was picked for too long, has withered and turned yellow, just like the life of a mortal Xiao He.However, he couldn't gently pluck the deceased Xiao He from the tip of his heart like he did with a withered flower.

He used the demon method to wake up Xiao He, but when Xiao He opened his eyes and looked at him as he expected——he pierced his chest with his heart claws.He held Xiao He's heart tightly, that heart was soft and warm, beating gently in his palm...

"This is how our hearts came about." Sandu's voice came from all directions, like the wind, gentle and unstoppable, "Our hearts belong to only one person."

A sharp pain came from the heart, and Mr. Tong Tu Hu woke up suddenly. The most severe pain made him escape from the deepest hallucination.He opened his eyes wide, watching He Heer's face gradually turn pale, he felt the moist heat from his chest - he saw that there were sparrow feathers flying all over the sky behind He Heer , like blue, green and green butterflies fluttering around, his blood splashed all over the snow-white clothes of Mr. Tu Hu, as red as the wedding dress in a dream.

Although there seemed to be something wrong, he heard He He'er say "you are pretty boy" to him.

Unintentionally exploring, he hurriedly hugged He He'er tightly, and then, he heard the sound of thorns pulling out He He'er's flesh.He He'er shed more blood.

He He'er's breathing gradually became weaker, and as the blood flowed out, his face became paler and paler, more and more like the appearance in a dream.

"You can't do this... you can't die twice in front of me..."

Mr. Tong Tuhu felt the weight of the person in his arms getting lighter and lighter, so he hurriedly lowered his head to look, but saw that He He'er's soul gradually weakened, and his hands and feet became transparent, like the feather fur on his body, the soul shattered and turned into a Only a dancing butterfly, flapping its wings with bright light.This ray of light was quickly swallowed up by the darkness of the demon way, and dissipated in waves of demon wind.The familiar sharp pain came from the bottom of his heart, and it hit Mr. Tuhu dizzy, not knowing why.