My target is black impermanence

Uncle Shen had a calm expression on his face, even though Shen Shanhe came over to complain angrily while covering his face beaten by Shen Hanyang, Uncle Shen didn't show any expression.

Shen Hanyang felt a little strange.

He walked to Second Uncle Shen, but saw him staring straight ahead.

"Second uncle?"

He shook the other party gently, but Second Uncle Shen suddenly fell to the ground.

"dad!"

Shen Shanhe turned pale with shock, looking at Uncle Shen who was like a puppet.

Zou Yu looked at the wisp of black mist drifting by in the air, and formed a curse seal on his hand.

But at that moment, his shoulder was hit hard, Shen Shanhe jumped over him and threw Shen Hanyang to the ground.

"Shen Hanyang, what did you do to my dad!"

Shen Shanhe stared at him with bloodshot eyes, Shen Hanyang felt impatient and overturned the other party with force.

"I did not do anything."

He was obviously fine before, but who knew that just like that—in the blink of an eye, Tan left this body.

"—It must be you!"

But Shen Shanhe didn't listen, especially since he saw Shen Hanyang's strange appearance only yesterday, and today he returned to normal. In his eyes, Shen Hanyang is no different from a monster.

Zou Yu stepped back silently, scratched a wound on his palm with his fingertips, and the leaves started to move. He frowned, and poked out a corner of his soul from the wound.

The sweet smell spread out, and the black mist that had already left slowly gathered, even thicker than before.

He raised his head, with a cold light in his eyes, and his soul hid in his body again.

The black mist was thick and sticky, and rushed into Second Uncle Shen's body.

Uncle Shen, who was lying on the ground without knowing his personnel, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up straight, and looked at Zou Yu who was not far away.

"dad?"

Seeing Second Uncle Shen recovered, Shen Shanhe hurried over, but Second Uncle Shen pushed him away, strode up to Zou Yu, took a deep breath, with an obsessed look on his face.

Shen Hanyang's face darkened, and he quickly got up and walked to Zou Yu's side, seeing blood oozing from his palm, put his arms around his waist, and said with a somber face, "Let's go."

Zou Yu looked back.

Second Uncle Shen stared at him intently, his eyes were filled with black mist, with strong longing, and the corner of his mouth curled into an evil smile that was inevitable, very cold.

Zou Yu turned his gaze calmly, mocking inwardly.

He finally chose this path.

Shen Hanyang let go of him from the moment he came down the mountain. Zou Yu looked at the wound on his palm, and he could return to normal with a single thought, but he looked at Shen Hanyang who had been silent when he entered the door, and suddenly stretched out his hand in front of him .

"bleeding."

Shen Hanyang didn't look at him, he went in to check - father Shen who was sleeping peacefully, went back to the room to tidy up alone.

Zou Yu pursed his lips, followed step by step, and stretched out his hand in front of him unwillingly.

"bleeding."

Following his words, the wound on the palm suddenly widened, and blood droplets merged into a small stream and fell from the fingers.

Shen Hanyang glanced at it, paused in his movements, but then picked up the rag and wiped the floor, still not saying a word.

Zou Yu's eyes sank slightly, he gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand in front of his eyes, until more and more blood flowed out, dripping non-stop, Shen Hanyang threw the rag on the ground in a hurry.

"Can I help you heal!"

"can."

Shen Hanyang was taken aback.

Zou Yu walked up to him, with his head slightly lowered, the broken hair on his forehead blocked his eyebrows, and he looked very docile.

"Kiss...just kiss."

It seemed that it took Zou Yu's courage to say this.

Shen Hanyang couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he could see the tips of his red ears.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he reached out to pinch Zou Yu's chin.

Zou Yu raised his head slightly under his strength, his face was already flushed, he hesitated to look at him with shame in his eyes, his thick eyelashes trembled uneasily, trembling as if he was scratching Shen Han Yang's Heart.

"Really, just kiss and you'll be fine."

He forced Zou Yu to back up, watching him sitting on the bed nervously, Shen Hanyang stretched out one leg to press on the edge of the bed, bent slightly and surrounded Zou Yu in his arms.

Seeing that Zou Yu pursed his lips and remained silent, he inserted his other hand between the fingers of Zou Yu's grip on the bed sheet, and asked again.

"Tell me, if I kiss you, you will be fine."

He smoothed Zou Yu's broken hair back from his forehead, making his eyes and flushed face unavoidable.

Zou Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hand he held with Shen Hanyang tightened unconsciously.

Just when Shen Hanyang thought that Zou Yu would burn himself shyly, he heard a very soft "hmm".

As if worried that he wouldn't be able to hear, Zou Yu stumbled and said, "You... you can kiss... um..."

He gagged Zou Yu's mouth and completely overwhelmed him.

The wound on Zou Yu's hand had healed as early as when he spoke. He tightly grabbed the sheet under his body, and held Shen Hanyang firmly with the other hand.

They have kissed many times.

Only this time, it was a pure and passionate meeting of lips and teeth.

"Han Yang, are you there?"

There was a shout outside the door, but neither of them seemed to have heard it, their minds had already become dizzy in the confusion.

"Han Yang!"

The sound of getting closer and closer was accompanied by the sound of footsteps approaching the door.

Zou Yu woke up, and the hand holding Shen Hanyang's shoulder began to tighten.

"Strange, what about people?"

Shen Hanyang retreated panting, seeing Zou Yu's wet and misty eyes, he couldn't help leaning over and pecking lightly.

Realizing that the person was approaching the door, he withdrew his hand from Zou Yu's shirt and helped him button up the messy buttons.

Before Zou Yu recovered, he stroked the man's temple hair, got up and went out to close the door behind his back, just in time to meet the eyes of the people outside.

"Han Yang..."

The other party looked at him blankly, and suddenly blushed, and pointed to his mouth.

He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and the back of his hand glistened with crystal water.

"What are you looking for me for?"

He raised his eyebrows, not at all embarrassed.

"People in the village asked me to ask you, is that mountain really going to be sold to you... are you... are you a man?"

Shen Hanyang was pleased by the words "your man", the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, he coughed, and said, "Don't worry, what's his is mine, and that mountain won't fall into the hands of others. "

Hearing what he said, a happy smile appeared on the young man's face.

In the village, he was a little closer to Shen Hanyang, so this important task was entrusted to him.

Fortunately, he got a happy answer.

"Okay, then I'll go first, you...you go first..."

After finishing speaking, the other party blushed and glanced at the crack of the door that was not closed tightly, and could vaguely see another man inside.

Just as he was leaving, he turned around again, frowned and said, "Be careful, Shen Shanhe and his family may come to make trouble with you."

Shen Hanyang nodded and said with a smile, "Don't worry."

When the young man left, the smile on Shen Hanyang's face disappeared.

He glanced at Shen's father's door, and his father's soul has not been found.

Although Zou Yu didn't say it, he knew that his father's soul was in the hands of greed.

There was the sound of the door opening behind him, and he saw that Zou Yu was fully dressed and his shirt was buttoned up to the top button, but he still couldn't hide the red mark on his Adam's apple.

Zou Yu looked up at him, then quickly lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I will help you find your father's soul, you don't have to worry."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he said calmly, "When."

"tonight."

……

In the dead of night, everything is quiet, except for a few chickens and dogs barking occasionally.

Zou Yu stood in front of the bed, forming a seal with his hands, and a huge curse seal rose from the ground to envelop him.

Shen Hanyang could vaguely tell that this was a soul-returning curse, but it was more powerful than ordinary soul-returning spells.

Zou Yu closed his eyes, he could see Father Shen's soul floating in the barren mountains like a wandering spirit.

Greed cannot eat the living soul of a surviving person, otherwise it will weaken his body's strength.

He found Father Shen, and slowly led him to follow his direction, but at that moment, a wisp of black mist suddenly attacked him.

Zou Yu was startled, barely avoiding it.

Shen Hanyang couldn't see the scene inside. He only saw Zou Yu's nails gradually growing longer and redder, and red hair appeared on his temples.

He had also seen Zou Yu like this in the ancestral hall, but it was only fleeting.

But now Zou Yu's hair is still getting longer, and the ghostly aura is getting stronger, making him unconsciously want to get closer.

Zou Yu looked at the black mist hovering around Shen's father, and carefully pulled out his own soul. The black mist was immediately attracted to him, and he took Shen's father back.

At this moment, the wisp of black mist suddenly grew larger and bit him fiercely.

Zou Yu was heartbroken, and pulled Father Shen out. Enduring the pain of being bitten by his soul, he showed his real body and shook the wisp of residual fog away.

And there was a shallow wound in his soul.

Father Shen on the bed bounced up suddenly, then fell back slowly, his breathing gradually became calmer, and a blush appeared on his pale face.

Shen Hanyang felt relieved, and looked at Zou Yu again, he had changed into his original appearance.

It seemed that the red hair and long nails before were just a phantom.

He wanted to ask if that was Zou Yu's real appearance, but he staggered.

Shen Hanyang hurried over to support Zou Yu, and seeing Zou Yu wave his hand, he said with a light breath, "It's okay."

His soul was very powerful, but it was just a remnant soul, and that small wound was nothing to him, but this body couldn't bear the powerful ghost aura of his real body for the time being.

"Let him sleep well for a night, and he should be fine tomorrow."

Shen Hanyang nodded, and went to help Shen's father tuck the quilt. Seeing him sleeping peacefully, he felt completely relieved.

The two exited Shen's father's bedroom, and the moon was already in the sky outside.

Zou Yu blushed suddenly, hesitated for a while, and followed Shen Hanyang into the room.

Shen Hanyang took off his coat, as if thinking of something, he patted the bed at Zou Yu.

Zou Yu hesitated and said, "I...I sleep..."

"Just sleep here, there is no bed outside."

……

Shen Hanyang leaned sideways against the wall. He didn't approach Zou Yu as he usually did. Instead, he left a lot of space between the two of them.

Zou Yu looked at him sideways, and suddenly touched the wound on the back of his head.

"Does it hurt?"

Shen Hanyang paused, wanting to say it didn't hurt, because he had lost consciousness the moment he fell to the ground, but soon, he realized that Zou Yu was asking about his feeling when his soul was torn apart today.

He said honestly, "It hurts."

The hand on the back of the head slowly touched his gap, in the thick black hair, you can't usually see it, but as long as you touch it, you can find a fatal wound hidden there.

Shen Hanyang's eyes moved slightly, perhaps because the atmosphere today was pretty good, he hesitated for a while, and he asked, "Zou Yu, have you ever been serious about me for that moment?"

In fact, he wants to ask more, if the day comes when he strips off his soul and becomes a container for catching greed, would he be willing to do so.

The hand behind his head stopped moving, and slowly retracted.

Shen Hanyang leaned against the wall, his eyebrows drooping slightly, blocking the low mockery inside.

For a long time, there was no movement behind him, and the air was quiet and heavy.

"Um……"

Suddenly there was a painful moan from behind him, he turned over and sat up, and saw Zou Yu scratching his neck with his fingertips, trying to pull out his soul.

"what are you doing!"

He was startled - he had experienced how painful it was to tear his soul apart, but he didn't expect Zou Yu to pull out his own soul.

Zou Yu's pale face quickly faded, and the thin cold sweat looked a little frightening, and the bloody traces on his neck ooze blood beads as he pulled.

"Wow...wow..."

"Wang Wang! Wang!"

"Oh!"

There was a strong wind blowing outside, and there were disturbing sounds everywhere.

Zou Yu clapped under his palm, and the huge red curse seal wrapped the entire bed.

Shen Hanyang saw with his own eyes the red soul pulled out from Zou Yu's neck by himself.

But it didn't stop, Zou Yu was trying to tear it apart.

"Stop! I tell you to stop!"

He wanted to stop Zou Yu's movements, but a hand was stretched out from the curse seal to wrap him tightly so that he could not move.

"what……"

Shen Hanyang could already see that cracks appeared in the red soul, Zou Yu's nails turned red, and his hair flickered between red and black.

"I told you to stop!"

He didn't understand what Zou Yu was doing, but subconsciously knew that it was for himself.

"what!"

At that moment, Zou Yu's red hair reached his waist, his eyes flashed red, and was torn apart by the pulled out soul, turning into a small red mist.

Zou Yu panted, and wiped his other hand tremblingly across his neck, and the wound on it quickly disappeared.

Shen Hanyang gritted his teeth, looked at Zou Yu and smiled to himself.

Then, Zou Yu formed a seal with trembling hands, and the torn soul fragments in his hands turned into a bell the size of a fingernail.

Zou Yu got up in pain and hung the bell around his neck.

He couldn't move, his eyes turned red.

"I will give this strand of soul to you, and I will not be able to separate too far from you. If your soul is damaged again, then this strand of my soul will dissipate."

Zou Yu's voice was very soft, but even more gentle.

His lips were pale and bleeding, but he smiled at Shen Hanyang.

This ray of remnant soul is protected by the spell, so it will not be detected by greed, and it will not bring danger to Shen Hanyang.

Shen Hanyang's eyes were red, and it took a long time before he said a word with difficulty in his throat.

"You don't have to do this..."

Zou Yu lowered his head shyly, and suddenly mustered up the courage to look at him seriously.

"I said, I will protect you."

Shen Hanyang's heart was shocked, as if someone had punched him hard, it hurt and sore.

Zou Yu answered his question.

He's serious about him.

From the first time I met him and agreed to his request, he was taking him seriously.

Shen Hanyang's unpromising eyes were wet.

He raised his head, holding back the wetness, but he was reluctant to waste a little time looking away from the person in front of him.

"let me go."

he said hoarsely.

Zou Yu moved his hand lightly, and the curse seal that blocked the outside world disappeared.

And in the next second, he was thrown onto the bed by Shen Hanyang.

Shen Hanyang was buried in his neck, his fierce movements seemed to eat him.

But soon, he felt a moist and soft kiss, gently falling on the side of his neck, where he just opened the wound and pulled out his soul.

"why."

Shen Hanyang suddenly whispered.

"why……"

The deep and hoarse voice was extremely soft, and the distress inside seemed to be mixed and wanted to be taken out.

Zou Yu pursed his lips, and there was a very shallow arc at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't say, when he saw Shen Hanyang lying on the ground in embarrassment and told him that he had protected himself, he knew that he was reluctant.

……

A calm but warm atmosphere permeated the surroundings.

Just suddenly, Zou Yu opened his eyes suddenly and pressed Shen Hanyang under him, and drew a curse mark with one hand and hit it out of the window.

When Shen Hanyang came back to his senses, he saw the looming black mist outside under the light.

Moreover, there is more than one strand.

They are like countless avatars, surrounding the house.

Zou Yu's thin lips were slightly pursed. Although he quickly drew a curse mark to wrap his soul in it, at that moment, he was still detected by the greed who lived in Uncle Shen's body waiting for an opportunity.

He couldn't let the other party notice that he was weak now.

These are like pathfinding lights separated by greed. Although greed has separated part of his power to a certain extent, once he realizes that he has an opportunity to take advantage of, then greed, who has been carefully dormant, is likely to invade wantonly here.

But now, he is temporarily unable to resist the opponent.

"Now I will teach you, the real soul-dispersing spell."

This is a good time to weaken the power of greed, so you can only succeed, not fail.

Zou Yu sat cross-legged straight, his face was still pale, but at that moment, his eyes turned red.

The cumbersome curse seal gradually took shape, and Shen Hanyang drew the same curse seal with his extraordinary memory, but his power was not as powerful as Zou Yu's.

As I said before, the Soul Scattering Curse is extremely overbearing. Once drawn, the locked soul will disappear and have nowhere to escape, but the ghost energy consumed in this process is also very large.

Zou Yu's curse seal included Shen Hanyang's, and the red curse seal scattered countless small curse seals the moment it was cast.

The remnants of the black mist wandering around outside became targets one after another, and disappeared one by one.

The ghost aura from Shen Hanyang's body was sucked out - before he fell down, Zou Yu's lips came over.

The ghost energy was absorbed by him spontaneously.

When he recovered, he saw Zou Yu's eyes closed tightly, and he fell limply in his arms.

"Zou Yu!"

He jumped in fright, gritted his teeth and looked outside at the almost scattered fog.

……

Uncle Shen, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sinister arc.

His fingertips were wrapped in a mist that was about to dissipate, and his eyes were so dark that he couldn't see a shred of light, only the dark mist surging in the dark tide filled the air.

The sweetness he tasted last time is still there, it seems that he can't always hide in the dark, he should come out to play with them.

"Ha ha……"

A cold and frightening low laugh sounded in the silent darkness, and Shen Shanhe next door turned over uneasily, his brows were tightly frowned, and he felt a strong palpitation in his sleep.

……

Birdsong rang from the branches outside the window.

Father Shen felt a bit of a headache, but maybe it was because he had worked too hard recently, so he didn't take it seriously.

The sun was already high outside, and I was anxious to go to the field, but suddenly thought that my son, who had been away from home for five years, returned home a few days ago and was treated as a monster and locked up in the ancestral hall.

He quickly turned over and got out of bed, rushed out before he could put on his shoes, but stopped when he passed Shen Hanyang's bedroom.

A leg hanging on the edge of the bed can be seen faintly through the gap in the door.

His heart was tense, and he quickly pushed the door open, but was suddenly startled by the scene inside, his throat lost his voice.

The two men on the bed were hugging each other tightly with their limbs intertwined.

And Shen Hanyang's frightening appearance before has recovered, as if it was a dream that Shen's father had before.

His face was red and white alternately, and it took him a long time to grit his teeth and say, "Little bastard."

At this time, the little bastard Shen Hanyang put one hand on Zou Yu's head, and put his hand into Zou Yu's shirt. He didn't know what he was doing, his two long legs tightly clamped the other's thigh, and his whole body They all held each other in their arms in a domineering posture.

Xu Shi slept so comfortably, Shen Hanyang hugged someone and rubbed against him.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp gaze on him from outside the door. When he opened his eyes, he met his father Shen who was outside the door.

"dad……"

As soon as he made the sound, he lowered the volume and carefully looked at Zou Yu who was sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Shen's father noticed his careful actions, and with a calm face, he whispered: "Come out!"

Shen Hanyang scratched his hair in embarrassment, got out of bed lightly, and thoughtfully closed the curtains tightly, and tucked in the quilt for Zou Yu.

Father Shen outside the door was sitting on a chair, and when he saw him coming out, he nodded at the small bench in front of him with his eyes.

Shen Hanyang curled his lips, but sat down obediently, with his long legs resting on the ground in aggrieved manner.

"What's the matter with people?"

"Cough...just...that's what you see."

Shen Hanyang had never been shy at other times, but he felt embarrassed for the first time in front of his father.

It's like bringing someone back to meet the parents.

"When did you come?"

"The night before yesterday."

the night before?

Shen Hanyang should be locked up in the ancestral hall.

Before Shen's father asked, Shen Hanyang explained everything very honestly.

"Dad, don't worry, I'm fine, just... just learn some Taoism now..."

Without batting an eye, Shen Hanyang made up a set of rhetoric using his identity as the No.90 descendant of the Yin-Yang School, and showed his business card to Father Shen, saying that he was very prestigious in the city, and all the money he earned was Because of their own abilities.

Father Shen looked at him dubiously.

Shen Hanyang told Shen's father about the mountain again, and it really diverted Shen's attention.

"That mountain..."

"Don't worry, that mountain still belongs to Shenjia Village."

Father Shen felt relieved.

He took Shen Hanyang's business card and looked at it casually, then threw it on the table, turned and walked into the kitchen.

Suddenly he stopped in his tracks, and asked with some embarrassment: "Then what happened to what you said that day."

Speaking of that day, Shen Hanyang was also a little embarrassed. At that time, he felt sad and emotional.

He coughed and said falteringly: "Just... I haven't been back for a few years,——————"

Father Shen, a big man, obviously couldn't hear this, so he waved his hand, not letting him continue.

"All right, all right, I'll go cook."

Shen Hanyang looked at Father Shen's back with some embarrassment, and raised the corner of his mouth into a smile.

Keep it a secret for as long as you can.

At least for now, everything is fine.

The author has something to say: I am afraid that you think Zou Yu sacrificed too much, this bell is very important in the following

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Then, I am very grateful to the friend who helped me catch the bug, but I probably won’t change the small problem. I really dare not change it. I am afraid that it will be locked for me after re-examination. I will cry to death, but I will pay more attention to it later. typo problem