My target is black impermanence

The red soul was entangled with the black mist in the business card, Zou Yu's face was pale and bleeding, and his thin lips were tightly pursed showing a trace of pain.

As if smelling a sweet fragrance, the black mist that was about to dissipate gathered together and became turbulent with joy.

As far as his soul and greed are concerned, it is like poppies that addicts cannot resist. Even if it is poisonous, the instinct to be attracted still exists.

The black mist that ate his soul will definitely return to Tan's body in the end, so...

Zou Yu's eyes turned cold, his black hair turned red, and the soul protruding from his neck was being split.

No matter how many times it was, this pain still made him tremble uncontrollably.

He took a breath, and just as his soul was about to be torn apart and sent into the mouth of the black mist, the door behind him was pushed open by a force.

Zou Yu was startled, and hurriedly locked the black mist back into the business card to hide it, and the torn soul returned to his body, but he didn't have the extra strength to heal the wound on his neck.

"What are you doing!"

A hand pinched his shoulder and pushed him to the corner of the wall.

Zou Yu slammed into the wall heavily, his brows furrowed from the remaining pain.

"You were just feeding your soul to greed, right?"

Shen Hanyang gritted his teeth, his eyes darkened.

The comatose time was shorter than he imagined, maybe it was the strength in his body that made him not as fragile as before.

When he was awake, he didn't see the people around him, but he smelled a familiar smell. He rushed over immediately, but saw a scene that almost made his eyes tear.

Zou Yu turned his head sideways, pursed his lips and said nothing.

That face was still pale with blood loss, and the wound on his neck made him look extremely fragile.

"say!"

He pressed Zou Yu's shoulder so hard that his nails were almost embedded in his flesh.

Zou Yu glanced at him slowly, and opened his mouth hesitantly.

"I……"

Still unable to speak, he chose to remain silent.

Shen Hanyang's eyes darkened, and he pinched Zou Yu's chin to let him look at him.

"I can no longer be a container for greed, right?"

Zou Yu looked straight into his eyes, startled by the cold look in his eyes.

"Let me think about it, when did it start?"

Shen Hanyang looked at him with narrowed eyes, and began to squeeze his chin with his hand.

"It's in Shenjia Village, Second Uncle Shen, right?"

Zou Yu's eyes flickered and he tried to look away.

This made Shen Hanyang sure that he guessed right.

At that time, Second Uncle Shen's remnant soul rushed into his body, and he lost consciousness for a moment, and then Zou Yu's silence and trance were clearly a kind of helplessness tinged with bitterness in retrospect.

"Tell me, will you?"

Shen Hanyang approached Zou Yu and forced him to look up at him.

Zou Yu looked at the pattern on Shen Hanyang's face with a complicated expression, and couldn't help reaching out to stroke it.

He opened his mouth and said sadly: "Yes, I had the opportunity to purify your body at that time, but I didn't do that. Later, at Xiao Zhang's house, you were possessed by a little ghost. That was the time, it was too late .”

But Zou Yu still didn't regret it, because it was his own choice.

"Why, you are lying to me."

Shen Hanyang's hand slowly moved to Zou Yu's neck, stroking his wound.

Now that he recalled everything, he realized that there seemed to be a huge secret hidden in it.

The first time I saw Zou Yu worshiping a ghost with his body, he was controlled by greed and ate Zou Yu's soul, and then Bai Yi's killing intent towards him, it seems that the source of all these ultimately lies in Zou Yu.

Shen Hanyang half-kneeled in front of Zou Yu, the ring-wearing hand gently stroked Zou Yu's neck, but his eyes were dark.

"Zou Yu, you lied to me."

Now that I think about it, every time Zou Yu's eyes dodge his concise words, he is clearly deceiving him.

"You told me you were very powerful, but nothing happened when you lied to me. I know you won't lie to me, so I believe everything you say, but when you learn it, you fail."

The hand stroking Zou Yu's neck penetrated into his wound, Zou Yu trembled, and a trace of pain flashed across his face.

"What are you hiding?"

Shen Hanyang's eyes were dark and dull, he held Zou Yu in the corner, looked at his limp and pale appearance, his heart was mixed with raging anger and incompetent pain.

"Tell me, what are you hiding and why are you doing it!"

Zou Yu's thin lips were tightly pursed, trembling unconsciously because of the pain, but he was still unwilling to speak.

He didn't want Shen Hanyang to know all of this, which would become a heavy burden in his heart.

Even though Shen Hanyang feels angry and sad now, he thinks that after everything is over, Shen Hanyang will forget all this.

"I beg you, please tell me."

Shen Hanyang looked at him sadly with drooping eyes, but the hand that went deep into the side of his neck caught his fragile and scattered soul.

Zou Yu convulsed in pain, he uncontrollably grabbed Shen Hanyang's clothes, but still stubbornly turned his eyes away and did not speak.

Shen Hanyang sat up straight, the sadness on his face faded like a tide, and turned into cold and gloomy.

"If I eat him, you won't be in such pain, no matter what you are doing for it, it's for me or for greed."

After speaking, he made a seal with both hands to release the black mist in the business card.

Zou Yu was startled and hurried over to stop him.

Shen Hanyang gave him a cold look, pinched his neck with one hand, and restrained his lifeline. The pain of soul damage made Zou Yu weak.

In the meantime, Shen Hanyang grabbed the black mist that was about to dissipate with one hand and put it into his mouth.

"vomit!"

Still just as gross.

The smell of decay is like a corpse buried in no man's land.

"Shen Hanyang!"

Zou Yu rushed over from behind, grabbed his chin with one hand, and forced him to open his mouth.

"Spit it out!"

Seeing Zou Yu's nervous and anxious look, Shen Hanyang coldly pushed him away, and the black air that did not dissipate lingered all around.

"Why are you lying to me!"

The dark red pattern grew to the forehead, making Shen Hanyang look gloomy and weird.

Zou Yu was taken aback by the bottomless darkness in Shen Hanyang's eyes.

That's right, he had seen Shen Hanyang's eyes a long time ago.

"No, you will go to hell after you die!"

Zou Yu clutched the corner of his clothes tightly, his thin lips were pale, and his usually calm and indifferent eyes lost their calm at this moment.

"I'm already dead."

Shen Hanyang knelt on the ground, his body began to twitch uncontrollably.

He clasped the ground tightly and looked at Zou Yu sternly.

"Is eating the sin of greed enough for me to go to another world, the place you said is comparable to purgatory on earth."

Zou Yu stared at him blankly, his eyes filled with sadness.

"why did you do this."

"Then tell me, what exactly do you want to do!"

Shen Hanyang fell to the ground, curled up in pain, and the struggle of will was polarized in his body.

He stared at Zou Yu stubbornly, as if he wanted to use him to strengthen his willpower to devour greed.

Zou Yu opened his mouth hesitantly, but he still pursed his thin lips tightly and did not speak.

Shen Hanyang suddenly laughed.

"I've always known that there will be no good things in the world that have the best of both worlds. You won't give up eliminating greed, and you won't be willing to use me as a container, so the only one who sacrifices is yourself."

The eyes looking at Zou Yu were bloodshot, even in the painful spasm, the smile on Shen Hanyang's face did not disappear.

His low laugh gradually grew louder, carrying the repressed and unvented longing of these days.

Zou Yu looked at him quietly, drawing a curse mark on his hand.

Faster than him was Shen Hanyang who suddenly rushed over.

Just like in Zheng's house, Shen Hanyang pressed on Zou Yu's body and clasped his wrist forcefully.

"You want to use the Soul Locking Curse on me?"

Zou Yu struggled a bit, and the next moment he felt a cold breath along his neck and found his soul.

The qi that had just gathered dissipated instantly, and he gritted his teeth tightly, so as not to let out a painful moan.

"But I have learned more than those simple spells."

Under Shen Hanyang's soft whispers, a dark red mist began to emit from his body, like ropes, entangled Zou Yu's limbs.

Zou Yu looked at him in shock.

"You see, whether it's your ghost energy or greedy resentment, I can use it freely now."

On the premise that he had already swallowed greed, this time it was smoother than last time. He could feel that there seemed to be a bottomless pit in his body, and it was almost swept into his body before greed tried to eat him.

"Shen Hanyang, let me go."

Zou Yu gritted his teeth and struggled, he didn't want to conflict with Shen Hanyang.

"I don't want to see this scene again."

Shen Hanyang sat on Zou Yu's body, his legs pressed against his shoulders, and a dark red curse mark formed on his hand.

"Zou Yu, I'll teach you instead. This is called the Soul-Suppressing Curse."

The dark red curse seal is not as pure as Zou Yu's painting, it is mixed with strands of black mist.

As the name suggests, the soul-suppressing curse is more domineering than the soul-locking curse. Unless the person who drew the spell unseals the locked soul, or the other party's actions will be completely controlled by the other party. If you try to struggle, the soul will suffer unspeakable pain.

Zou Yu looked at Shen Hanyang, a gleam of redness appeared in his eyes, the hand that was pressed above his head slowly clenched into a fist, and the red nails began to grow.

It's just that Shen Hanyang used it improperly. Once the Soul-Suppressing Curse came out, it almost brought a lot of impact to Shen Hanyang.

"Left and right..."

Zou Yu sighed softly, Shen Hanyang paused in the movement of drawing the curse, turned his technique, and the soul-suppressing curse was completed.

He saw the moment Zou Yu was imprisoned, with helpless and indulgent eyes.

"why."

Obviously, for Zou Yu, it was easy to resist him.

"I would never hurt the person I love the most."

So, whatever you do to me, I will.

Shen Hanyang pressed lightly on Zou Yu's body and licked his neck.

The dark red Yin Qi covered it, instantly freezing the unhealed wound on the side of Zou Yu's neck.

"Sorry, but I love you."

The wound on Zou Yu's neck could not be healed, only a dark red film was vaguely seen covering it, and Zou Yu's fragile and damaged soul was hidden deep inside.

Shen Hanyang kissed Zou Yu's lips, and looked at the person under him who had become vulnerable because of him, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.

……

Once the soul-suppressing curse comes out, unless the person who draws the curse breaks the curse, it cannot be undone easily.

If Zou Yu used to be, he might not need to work hard at all, but now he has just suffered the great pain of tearing his soul.

Moreover, he willingly accepted the curse.

"Zou Yu, I made your favorite iced milk tea."

Shen Hanyang knocked on the door outside, but there was no response from inside.

This is the norm these days, and he's used to it.

Without waiting for the person inside to answer him, he pushed the door open without changing his face.

Zou Yu lay upright on the bed, the wound on the side of his neck was no longer bloody, only a gaping hole remained.

He looked out of the window in a daze, and turned his head slowly when he heard Shen Hanyang coming in.

With a smile on Shen Hanyang's face, he put the iced milk tea on the bedside table, and leaned over to press a kiss as usual.

"Are you feeling hungry? I went to the company today. Xiao Zhang asked me why I wasn't with you. I said that I made you too loud at night and you couldn't get up."

As he spoke, Shen Hanyang laughed softly.

When Zou Yu met those eyes as black as ink, it was as if they were covered with a layer of black mist that could not be dispelled.

After that day, he never saw the bright light from those eyes, nor did he see the slightest warmth.

Even though Shen Hanyang is smiling now, the coldness around his body is spreading around.

The remnant soul swallowed by Shen Hanyang is gradually being swallowed and assimilated by him.

"Shen Hanyang, I..."

I haven't spoken for a long time, and my voice is a little difficult when I speak.

Shen Hanyang quickly stood up, went outside and poured him a glass of warm water, and said softly, "Drink some hot water to moisten your throat first."

Zou Yu took a sip obediently, his pale thin lips glistened with water, making them plump and translucent.

Shen Hanyang's eyes darkened, and his uncontrollable desire suddenly became violent.

He hugged Zou Yu and buried his head in his neck.

"Zou Yu, I miss you so much, but you don't even talk to me."

The lowered voice was pitiful and aggrieved.

It's just that the movements of the hands began to wander around.

A blush appeared on Zou Yu's pale face, and he pushed Shen Hanyang away.

"Let's talk about it."

He didn't want Shen Hanyang to sink like this again.

It can still be controlled now, but he is afraid that on the day when it is irreparable, he has no way to protect him anymore.

Hearing the word Tan, Shen Hanyang's eyes darkened. He smiled and hugged Zou Yu to himself, wrapping his arms tightly around him.

"What are you talking about, don't you like iced milk tea?"

Zou Yu sighed, and pressed his back against Shen Hanyang's chest. The feeling of being surrounded gave him a long-lost sense of satisfaction, but his heart was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

"Before things get worse, I will obey you, I will not hurt myself, and I will not go out, but when I need me, I will definitely do what I have to do."

The force surrounding him tightened for a moment, and Shen Hanyang pressed up from behind, pecking and kissing his ear.

"Who? Who needs you? People in this city? What are you supposed to do? Sacrifice yourself? How? You tell me, and I'll let you go."

Shen Hanyang's voice was steady and soft, but it became cold again when he pressed against Zou Yu's body.

Zou Yu pursed his lips, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.

He didn't need the other party to know what he was doing, because he could predict that Shen Hanyang, who knew the truth, would definitely be even more out of control than now.

"Feel sorry."

A wet kiss fell behind the ear, and Shen Hanyang's voice was as sweet as honey.

"Don't say I'm sorry, if you don't say it, then you can only stay here with me, because I don't want to see that scene again."

Zou Yu saw that Shen Hanyang was uncompromising, and there was a hint of eagerness in his voice.

"You can't stop it, because that's what I came here for, it's my jurisdiction, it's my responsibility."

"No, I can, because I hear your heart say, you don't want me."

Zou Yu closed his eyes slightly, trembling sensitively because of Shen Hanyang's movements.

"The city needs me."

"But I also need you, whether in my heart or in my body..."

Shen Hanyang pinched Zou Yu's chin, broke his face and kissed him.

With the familiar breath and the extremely cooperative entanglement, Zou Yu took a breath and let out a whisper from his mouth.

"Let me go, Shen Hanyang, I won't run away."

"No, a voice in my heart is telling me, I can't lose you."

"But... well..."

"You know, I love you very much, and I need you very much..."

……

The curtains were tightly sealed, blocking even the last ray of light from Zou Yu.

He got up from the bed, feeling refreshed and clean.

No matter when, Shen Hanyang's tenderness in this aspect will never be less.

"Shen Hanyang..."

He knocked on the door and suddenly remembered that today Shen Hanyang said that he would go to discuss further cooperation with the person in charge of the "Han Yang Foundation" on his behalf.

"Shen Hanyang, are you there?"

He yelled worriedly, and there was silence outside.

After a while, he heard the sound of claws scratching at the door.

"Is it rich?"

He knocked on the door happily.

As if in response to him, he scratched two more paws outside.

He grabbed the doorknob and tried to open the door, but as soon as he moved, he fell back on the bed uncontrollably.

"Don't run around, this is not a place for you."

Shen Hanyang's voice came from outside, and Zou Yu's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Look, you've got the floor wet."

Shen Hanyang picked up Fugui'er and put it in a small box. Fugui'er's little mung bean eyes rolled around, and he spit out a bubble of saliva.

Still always arrogant and indifferent.

Shen Hanyang couldn't hold back a smile, and turned Fu Gui'er upside down.

Fugui'er waved his limbs indifferently, and the old god dozed off comfortably.

He flicked Fugui'er's green head, and turned the turtle shell around.

"Don't run around in the future, especially that room, no one can go there except me."

Fugui'er was transferred without knowing where he was going, but he still stubbornly spat at Shen Hanyang.

Shen Hanyang laughed twice, and adjusted the hem of his clothes.

He walked into the bedroom and looked at Zou Yu who was lying on the bed. His face was paler than before, and his bright eyes dimmed.

"I am going out."

Like a husband explaining to his wife, he gave Zou Yu a kiss and stroked his cheek tenderly.

"What are you going to tell me?"

He looked at each other softly, Zou Yu raised his head and kissed him back, and said softly, "Go home early."

With just such a sentence, Shen Hanyang raised the corners of his mouth happily, and even his gloomy eyes lit up for a moment.

Zou Yu couldn't help but immerse himself in Shen Hanyang's smile, feeling happy for the other party's sincere joy.

He has fallen into a weakness called "Shen Hanyang".

Even now he is under the control of the other party.

"Then I'm leaving. I'll buy what you want to eat."

Zou Yu shook his head and replied softly, "It's all right."

"it is good."

Shen Hanyang couldn't hold back another kiss, and bit a tooth mark on it restrainedly.

Zou Yu shuddered, and a blush involuntarily rose on his face.

The door was opened and closed again. This time, Zou Yu heard the sound of the door being locked.

He could see that the desire in Shen Hanyang's heart became heavier.

……

Perhaps because of late autumn, the sun sets earlier than ever.

Shen Hanyang was very satisfied with the negotiation with the other party, and the other party did not despise him because of him as an agent.

Shen Hanyang was in a good mood under the negotiation without any lies.

After only leaving for a few hours, he couldn't wait to go home and see Zou Yu.

"boom!"

A thunder suddenly fell from the sky, and the originally hazy sky darkened in an instant.

Pedestrians on the road rushed back anxiously, and he couldn't help speeding up his pace.

He was still holding the freshly bought ingredients in his hand. While walking, a tomato fell out.

He bent down to pick it up, and a pair of leather shoes stopped in front of him.

"Shen Hanyang."

The hoarse voice was indistinguishable, and Shen Hanyang's heart tightened. The moment he straightened his waist, he made a dark red curse mark on his hand.

A set of all black raincoat fell down empty in an instant, and even the pair of leather shoes stopped there quietly.

He raised his head quickly, and saw a thick black mist covering the dark clouds, under the flickering of thunder and lightning, like a pair of black eyes.

"What's the matter, why did it suddenly become cold?"

"Let's go, it's going to rain heavily."

"It looks scary today."

The bustling people around quickened their pace, and Shen Hanyang stood where he was, with big raindrops hitting him, blurring his vision.

Greedy, what are you doing.

He wiped the raindrops off his face and looked at the gradually expanding dark clouds above his head, as if the sky was always like this, or because of greed.

After thinking for a moment in his heart, he walked into the dark alley, drew a soul-dispersing spell in his hand and hit it towards the sky.

But soon, the curse seal dissipated in the rain.

This gave him a bad feeling.

He returned to the villa without hesitation, and opened the door suddenly. Zou Yu was standing in the living room, looking up at the dark sky outside.

His body was soaked, he just took off his coat, and went to hug the person who sneaked out of the room.

"Why did you come out?"

Zou Yu was taken aback by him, and heaved a sigh of relief when he heard his voice. When he turned to look at him, the solemnity in his eyes faded and became calm and soft.

"You came back a little late."

At this moment, Zou Yu is like a wife who complains about her husband's late return.

Shen Hanyang rubbed Zou Yu's face affectionately, and said with some credit, "I went to buy your favorite dishes."

Zou Yu raised a shallow smile, stroked his wet hair, all the way to the back of his head.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Shen Hanyang grabbed Zou Yu's fingertips with his backhand, put them on his lips and kissed them lightly.

"I'll take a shower first, and cook later."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, but the moment he looked away, he said calmly, "Since you're out, you can read a book in the living room. Don't go outside on the balcony. It's raining and it's cold."

Zou Yu looked at Shen Hanyang's back, with a wrinkle between his brows.

There was a loud thunder outside, and the strong wind blew the branches toppled.

He counted the rest of the days, and the time to be with Shen Hanyang was running out.

Greed will not just wait for that day in peace and contentment.