Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

In the huge room, with strangely shaped shelves, bones and carrion are intertwined to form a weird and weird picture scroll, and there is a creepy and strange fragrance that blows into the nose, which can disturb the mind.

Si Ye opened his hands, reveling in the "beautiful scenery" he created, taking a deep breath of the suffocating stale air, even his tone of voice became cheerful, and he slowly swam in the sea of ​​desire.

He carefully picked up a collection, like a child who couldn't wait to show someone a new toy, and sent it to Junziyou, insisting that he say a few words of praise.

It took a lot of effort for the man to see clearly what was in front of him. It was actually a huge butterfly with black and blue wings, facing each other, almost touching his face.

If it weren't for his dim eyesight, he might even be able to see the crystal-clear scales clearly.

Resisting in his heart, he subconsciously pulled back, but was pushed back by the somewhat annoyed Si Ye, and the silver needle that stabbed the butterfly's body on the wooden board nearly pierced his eyes.

"Look, this is my favorite work. Butterflies are different from all other creatures. As long as they are treated with care, their beauty can last for thousands of years. I really like it. Before I got you , it is my proudest work, as long as it is there, the collections in this room will look inferior and bleak."

After being reminded by him, Jun Ziyou moved his eyes to the distance, and looked around, human bones and animal bones were put in various strange poses, either on the high platform with his chin propped up to welcome the visitors with a smile, or observing them secretly in the corner Every move, as if waiting to jump out and bite someone at any time.

In addition to the horrifying skeletons, there are even bodies filled with wax oil. The human body made of wax looks like a real person at first glance. Upon closer inspection, they all closed their eyes and fell into a peaceful long sleep.

This is simply a real scene of "Skeleton Illusion Picture"!

Si Ye looked at Junziyou whose eyes were filled with horror with satisfaction, then dodged and pushed Jin Abao away, hugged Junziyou from behind, pinched his chin, and forced him to raise his head to look at the most conspicuous thing in the whole collection room, The most noticeable location.

The edge of the pool is built with bluestone bricks. The still water in the pool has no waves, and there are still a few budding water lilies floating on the water surface. , Destroying the beauty of the good scene.

"This is the ending I carefully prepared for Lin Xici. In my plan, he will at least be ruined, lose the trust of the late emperor, and be exiled to a remote place. If that day really comes, I will lock him up in my golden palace. In the silk cage, let others never find him, force him to bloom the last beauty, and repay everything owed to me back then."

Jun Ziyou was shocked too much today, and his heart was a little numb, so he just sneered: "It's really a good thing that he was buried richly, and you didn't have the chance to flog the corpse."

"I don't think you should be secretly happy from your standpoint. Do you understand the principle that fathers should pay off their debts?"

"I don't understand. I haven't seen him face to face. Don't be unreasonable."

Si Ye acted as if he hadn't heard his words, and was still immersed in his own delusions, "You are a substitute for Lin Xici, a butterfly with slightly dimmed wings, I let you enjoy yourself alone among the flowers and plants. It's a waste of everything, so I decided to give you everything he has no chance to enjoy."

He is calm on the surface, but in fact he has already fallen into madness in his heart. Seeing Junziyou lowering his eyes in disdain, he is pulling his hair forcefully, forcing him to see the carefully prepared gift.

"I have tried countless methods, but I can't make time stay on living and tangible things. Humans are the easiest to be aged. Unlike butterflies, they will rot into a puddle of pus soon after death. Everything has changed, so for people, death will make the beauty wither. I thought and thought, but there is no way to let you stay in this beautiful moment without dying, so I choose to take a step back, and I am willing to witness it with my own eyes Your withering, and burning every moment into your mind, imprinting on your soul, do you think this is good?"

He let go of his hand abruptly, and the limp Junziyou fell to the ground, limp and unable to move. Immediately afterwards, someone took off his outer shirt, leaving only a plain white inner coat, which made him feel uncomfortable. Feeling conflicted, he scolded desperately: "You obscene old bastard, you can't sleep, Mr. Lin just wants to kill me, what kind of robber mentality do you have?"

Si Ye didn't stop, pulled his hair, forced him to look up, and looked into the eyes that seemed kind but not smiling, and dark waves were still surging in the depths, "Sleep? Father and son were played by Xianzong alone. Broken, a self-made King Jin, dirty things, you are also worthy?"

He raised his hand, but the slap didn't land on Jun Ziyou's face. After a short pause, he took it back, "It's useless if you try to provoke me. Unlike Xianzong, I cherish beautiful things, and I will definitely not slap you." spoil your beauty."

As he spoke, he lifted Junziyou's collar, stepped into the pool, dragged them in together, and at the same time clasped the heavy shackles on his wrists.And blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"I won't let you die now. I won't kill you, and no one else will. I want you to kneel here, like a dying mayfly, in the last short life, blooming with all the glory. Your body It's already numb, and then it will slowly become hot. When your blood is boiling, you only need to draw a small wound on your neck to make you feel the passing of life without destroying this beauty. "

He fiddled with Jun Ziyou's body, so that his hands were bound by iron cuffs, and he had to kneel in the pool water, his neck drooped weakly, and his hair was scattered on his shoulders, revealing his white and slender, swan-like nape.

Si Ye took a few steps back, admiring the rare scenery at this moment, and when he was so excited, he didn't forget to pour a glass of fine wine.

He only took a sip, and then poured all the remaining wine from the glass on the man's naked neck, brushed his fingers over his uneven neck bone, and closed his eyes, imagining that when the flesh rots, what will happen to this withered bone? How beautiful it would be.

"Look, the dark red color on your body soaked in the wine is not as gorgeous as the blood, so you still have to draw a knife here."

He slid out a thin blade from his sleeve, taking advantage of Jun Ziyou's inability to struggle, he raised the knife and dropped it, quickly cutting off his blood, it took a long time before the blood gushed out slowly.

The man let out a low whimper, he seemed a little worried, hurried to the man, raised his face, his tone was extremely attentive and concerned.

"Did it hurt you? I'm sorry, I thought the strength of the medicine had come up, you don't even know how beautiful you look with red tides now... I am very confident in the hands that I have dissected countless corpses. You are too uncomfortable. Next, the blood will flow out slowly and drip into the water. The sound is ethereal and distant, which is very pleasant... When the blood is about to run out, you will fall into a coma, quietly and slowly, waiting for death hug."

Si Ye leaned in front of the man's wound and took a deep breath. The rusty smell of blood made him instantly satisfied, and he continued, "Actually, I thought about locking your lute bone here. , In that case, you really can't escape, but I hope you can spread your wings and show the most beautiful side in front of me, in order to make you my most perfect work, I have to give up this idea."

He paused, seeing that the man was silent and did not answer, he seemed a little disappointed, and continued: "You have also seen those butterfly specimens, life is valuable only when you die at the most beautiful moment, and who likes to die?" What about the flying insects like leaves? So, I arranged for you to crucify you here, the best ending."

"Si Ye, what kind of past has shaped you like this..."

Jun Ziyou didn't complain about what happened to him. He looked like a solemn Buddha statue in a temple with his eyes downcast and frowning at the moment, full of endless compassion for sinners.

Looking at him like this, Si Ye was a little lost. For a moment, it seemed that he had returned to decades ago. Lin Xici was also puzzled, but with pity for him, he asked softly, "Si Ye, what made you become a What about a ruthless pervert? Is the warmth in the world not enough to make you miss your life?"

"It's ridiculous for you to say such a thing. I still want to ask you, why don't you hate when you have experienced abuse? Don't tell me that it is true love, right?" I remember that at that time, he retorted like this .

But now, across the long years, Lin Xici has wiped away all traces in the torrent of time. This young man with his flesh and blood flowing in his body, who has never met his father, can say such similar words. .

Jun Ziyou sighed tremblingly, his eyes were full of sadness, he choked up and opened his mouth: "It's not...it's not that he deprived you of your right to be the minister of Dali Temple, it's because he saw through your Innate nature, knowing your talent..."

"shut up!"

"He didn't ruin your reputation, he just wanted to give you a chance to reform, but he let you go for a while, but it brought endless harm. When he tried to stop it again, he was powerless... until he Death, he has not been able to make a conclusion for his past mistakes."

"I told you to shut up!!" Si Ye roared like thunder.

He pinched Jun Ziyou's jaws, as if worried that such a rough technique would leave marks on the man's body, then held his face again, forcing him to look at him.

"Lin Xi resigned from raising a tiger, that's what he asked for, don't give him money, he is not a kind person who will give people a chance to reform, he just looked away... No, I hid it It's so deep that even he can't see through it!"

"Si Ye, the past is dark, you can't choose this, I don't blame you, but why did you give up the bright future he paved for you?"

Jun Ziyou blinked, a crystal clear teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye and fell on the water surface, sending out an echo more ethereal and distant than the blood dripping into the water.

Si Ye subconsciously wanted to catch the "Bodhisattva"'s tears, but he didn't have the chance to touch the gift. He still rubbed the corner of the man's eyes unwillingly, and put the remaining tears into his mouth to taste carefully...

Sure enough, it is also salty and bitter.

The author has something to say: Although the plot is very sad, I feel that you must be very excited.

By the way, Si Ye doesn't like Master Lin, he has complicated feelings for Master Lin, which I will write about later.

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~