Can you give me the broken impermanence?

It hurts!

In a daze, Song Qingming let out a sad sob from his lips.

Every inch of his body was in excruciating pain, as if he was about to be dismantled and reassembled, all internal organs were being roasted by the fire, as if he was about to be boiled and stewed.

A hand caressed his cheek with coldness, full of pity and tenderness, but that kind of coldness relieved the pain on Song Qingming's body.

He instinctively raised his hand, covered that gentle hand with his palm, and pressed his cheek tightly against that person's palm.

In the past countless difficult moments, he had hoped to have such a hand, even if it was only a momentary gentle touch, he would feel very satisfied.

"Qingming." Someone called him softly.

Song Qingming opened his eyes with difficulty, and what fell into his eyes was Xie Yu's face.

Seeing that he woke up, Xie Yu laughed: "Is it better?"

Song Qingming looked at Xie Yu with his eyes half open, closed them again after a while, and said weakly: "Xie Yu, please do something."

Xie Yu was slightly startled, and then replied softly: "Don't ask me, as long as you ask, I will do it."

Song Qingming raised his eyes again, and looked at him sadly: "...don't be too nice to me, okay?"

After Xie Yu was startled again, the smile on his face faded away.

Song Qingming thought, now Xie Yu must think that he is an unreasonable person who doesn't know what is good or bad.

Some people treat themselves unconditionally, but still refuse?

But he is the one who will refuse, because it feels terrible to be pushed into the abyss after being treated tenderly, maybe only by becoming indifferent, lonely, and no longer have expectations for anyone, can he not will hurt.

But Xie Yu was too kind to him, if this continues, he might rely on Xie Yu for nothing.

"Qingming, you are too good at embarrassing me. I can do other things, but I can't do this." Xie Yu's eyes contained some annoyance, but his tone was as gentle as usual.

Song Qingming looked at him in surprise: "Don't you think it's annoying for me to say that?"

Xie Yu: "I said, I will never hate you."

Song Qingming's eyes lit up.

He suddenly discovered that the power of words was so powerful, because of Xie Yu's words, he actually felt less pain in his body.

Song Qingming's eyes were a little round, and he said in a daze for a long time: "Xie Yu, you have a really good temper."

Xie Yu: "I have a bad temper, I just treat you nicely."

A strange feeling surged in his heart, itchy and soft, different from the throbbing in the past, very comfortable, making Song Qingming want more.

Xie Yu looked at his slightly red face, and asked for a while, "Qingming... can you let go of my hand?"

Only then did Song Qingming come to his senses, he was still holding Xie Yu's hand tightly, and pressed it against his cheek in a daze

He let go in a panic, and Xie Yu smiled and helped him tuck the quilt: "Keep sleeping, you won't feel uncomfortable when you wake up again."

Song Qingming nodded obediently rarely, then closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a short while. Seeing that he was fast asleep, Xie Yu was relieved, put the sachet next to Song Qingming's pillow, turned and walked out of the room.

After closing the door, his expression turned cold in an instant, and he left the inn with an umbrella.

In the huge Luzhou, many different faces pass by every day, but Xie Yu has a good memory, he can remember everyone's face.

It must not be a coincidence that the same face has been seen in three places.

As if aware of the abnormality, the person who had been following him hastily turned around, merging his figure into the crowd, trying to hide himself.

The man looked back several times, until he couldn't see Xie Yu's figure, he breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down and picked a path that was deserted.

Halfway through the road, when there was no one in sight, a figure suddenly fell from the sky, kicked the man to the ground in an instant, and then stepped on his chest with one foot.

The umbrella in Xie Yu's hand turned around leisurely, looked at the people under his feet coldly, and then added some strength.

"The innkeeper of the Laifu Inn, I saw you on the street in Siliang before, and now I meet you again, is it a coincidence, or are you and I destined?"

The shopkeeper gasped in pain, and then hurriedly begged for mercy: "What a coincidence! Please forgive me, Mr. I just came to Luzhou for business, and I didn't expect to run into you."

"Oh?" Xie Yu knelt down and reached out to pinch the shopkeeper's chin: "But in my opinion, this is not a coincidence, it is our fate, but this fate is not predetermined, but deliberately arranged by someone."

No matter how you look at it, you have exposed yourself, and the shopkeeper didn't want to pretend anymore, so he took out a charm from the back of his waist and wanted to stick it on Xie Yu's forehead.

He moved very quickly, but when he reached Xie Yu's face, Xie Yu still raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, unable to move any more.

Xie Yu glanced at the amulet in his hand, and asked in a cold voice: "You don't think I'm really stupid enough not to notice that you've been following us? Say, who ordered you to do things?"

The shopkeeper smiled slyly: "Instead of asking who my master is, you might as well ask what the master wants to do."

Xie Yu frowned lightly.

The shopkeeper continued: "You don't have to be an enemy of the master, the purpose of the master is the same as yours."

Same purpose?His goal is to let Song Qingming live well so that they can spend the rest of their lives together.

After thinking for a moment, Xie Yu stretched out his hand and pulled open the shopkeeper's skirt.

There was a big hideous scar on the shopkeeper's chest, crooked and crooked, forming a strange spell. This kind of spell was very rare. It could seal the soul in the corpse and move like an ordinary person.

To snatch the body of a living person is to seize a house, so to snatch a corpse of a dead person is to borrow a corpse to revive the soul.

Xie Yu sneered: "It's really a powerful spell, almost no different from a living person. When I first saw you, I really didn't recognize you as a resurrected soul."

While struggling to escape, the shopkeeper said, "Let me go, the master doesn't want to be your enemy..."

"No need." Xie Yu interrupted him, and said quietly: "I will protect my people myself."

After finishing speaking, Xie Yu twisted forcefully on the top of the shopkeeper's head with one hand, and after a 'click', the shopkeeper's head lost its ability to support and hung powerlessly on his shoulders.

Under the umbrella covering the sun, Xie Yu's eyes glowed faintly, watching the black air wafting from the corpse's mouth, and finally inhaled it into the abdomen.

This soul is quite delicious. It seems that he has done many evil things before. The only pity is that he can only eat half full.

Shen Lou's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Look at you, you snatched the day's order and ran to the world just to eat this kind of thing?"

Xie Yu squatted beside the corpse, raised his head with a smile on his face, and looked at Shen Lou who was sitting on the high wall with his legs dangling: "You got your head back so quickly?"

Shen Lou was twitched three times by his angry temple: "Your mother's Xie Yu! Young Master, I showed mercy to you before, but this time you can't escape!"

Xie Yu stood up and straightened his clothes, and asked casually: "Shen Lou, I haven't seen other judges and impermanence for so long, so you want to monopolize the credit for catching me?"

Shen Lou: "So what, it's enough to catch you and me alone."

Xie Yu raised his eyes slightly coldly: "You are really arrogant."

As soon as his words fell, Shen Lou drew a knife and slashed at him, Xie Yu dodged sideways with an umbrella lightly, without any panic due to Shen Lou's attack.

□□If someone saw the fight on the street and spread it to Qingming's ears, he might be questioned again. After thinking about it, Xie Yu felt that he should take Shen Lou to a place where no one was around.

So he jumped lightly, landed on a high wall, and then headed towards a remote direction with few people, trying to take Shen Lou out of Luzhou.

The two flew extremely fast, Shen Lou's knife stabbed from behind from time to time, every time he stabbed with full confidence, Xie Yu seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and could easily dodge every time.

Shen Lou was so angry that his face turned black: "Damn it, Xie Yu! You can't escape!"

Xie Yu ignored him, and took the idiot to Luzhou.

When he was about to leave the area of ​​Luzhou, an invisible net suddenly appeared in front of him, carrying lightning strikes, and knocked Xie Yu flying.

Xie Yu fell from the air, and only managed to stand firm when he landed. He opened his sleeves, and his forearm was scorched black from the lightning strike.

Shen Lou was still standing in mid-air, crossing his arms and laughing triumphantly: "How is it? Do you think I dare to play with you here without making any preparations?"

Xie Yu frowned and looked at the invisible net in the sky: "...the net of heaven and earth?"

Shen Lou rubbed the tip of his nose with his thumb: "Now other judges and Wuchang can't enter Luzhou, and you and I can't get out, and no matter where you hide, the sky and the earth can help me find you, the two of us are here You will die here, sooner or later you will be caught by me!"

This is indeed a little troublesome, if he can't unlock the compass that releases the heaven and earth net, he will always be trapped in Luzhou. If Qingming wants to leave Luzhou someday, but he can't leave...

That won't work!

Xie Yu's gaze instantly became gloomy and cold, and the chain in his hand appeared and waved towards Shen Lou.

But before the chain hit Shen Lou, a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the top of Xie Yu's head. Although he dodged quickly enough, a hole was punched out of the corner of his clothes.

It was rare to see Xie Yu dodging in a panic, Shen Lou laughed so hard: "Hahaha, Xie Yu, you have today! Whenever someone wants to attack me, the net will protect me. Now you can only stand and let me fight!"

Xie Yu looked at him expressionlessly, turned around and flew back after a while.

Seeing that he was about to run, Shen Lou hurriedly caught up: "You still want to run?!"

Xie Yu didn't say a word, secretly thinking about what to do next, he can't fight with Shen Lou anymore, he can only rely on outsmarting, and snatch the net from Shen Lou.

Right now, the most important thing is to get rid of that idiot Shen Lou first.

The two soon returned to the street market, Shen Lou kept attacking Xie Yu with a knife, although Xie Yu would still dodge him, but with the net of heaven and earth, Shen Lou still felt that he had the upper hand, so he was very unhappy.

When passing by a small street, Xie Yu suddenly landed in the bustling market, flashed into the crowd, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Shen Lou stood on the roof and squinted his eyes carefully looking for the figure, but he couldn't find it for a long time, and tried to use the net to find Xie Yu's trace, but after searching for a long time, there was no movement in the net.

"Very good! Xie Yu, you just hide away, the young master and you are exhausted here to death!!" After shouting, Shen Lou jumped away from the roof.

On the street where people come and go, in a certain shadow, the black cat's green eyes are watching the back of Shen Lou leaving...

After waking up again, Song Qingming found that he had slept until the afternoon, and there was no pain anywhere on his body. On the contrary, he was refreshed, but he was a little hungry.

He rubbed Kong Luoluo's stomach, ready to find Xie Yu to eat something.

But before he knocked on the door, the waiter at the inn came to tell him that Xie Yu went out in the morning and never came back.

Song Qingming frowned, thinking that Xie Yu really likes to run around.

But he didn't feel angry, just a little disappointed.

Fortunately, Xie Yulin ordered the store owner to prepare some delicious food for Song Qingming when he woke up. After he was full, Song Qingming propped his head and waited boredly for Xie Yu to come back.

After less than half an hour, he couldn't sit still.

He was a little anxious, and he couldn't figure out what he was anxious for, but he knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he got up and walked out of the inn, and looked for Xie Yu on the street.

While walking in the street, a figure suddenly stopped in front of him. "Young master, can you stay here?"

Song Qingming took half a step back and looked at the man intently.

He was a Taoist priest with delicate features. Song Qingming thought about it for a moment, pointed to him and said, "You are the Taoist priest from the Cheng family last night, Si... Chen?"

Si Chen smiled a little shyly, cupped his hands and said, "It's just that I made you laugh at what happened last night. I don't know your surname?"

Recalling the situation last night, Song Qingming really wanted to tell this little Taoist leader that it was not just a joke, it was something that could directly kill him!

But he didn't say this, but put it in his stomach.

Song Qingming replied politely: "My surname is Song, and my name is Qingming. I don't know why the chief is looking for me?"

Although Si Chen is a man, he has a pair of almond eyes. He looks gentle and docile, and can even be said to be easy to bully. Right now, he talks to Song Qingming in a soft tone: "I have something very important to say to Mr. Song. Said, just a few words are a little unclear, I wonder if I can take a ride to the teahouse?"

He deliberately emphasized the three words "very important", obviously not wanting to be rejected by Song Qingming.

Seeing that Si Chen didn't seem malicious, Song Qingming nodded.

The two sat down in the teahouse, and Si Chen said first, "Mr. Song, the person who exorcised the ghost last night was your friend?"

Song Qingming didn't remember the exorcism part, after all he passed out and returned to the inn when he woke up, but he knew that Si Chen was asking Xie Yu.

"Yes." Song Qingming nodded in response: "What did you ask him for?"

Si Chen's expression became complicated: "That friend... I'm telling the truth, Mr. Song, don't be angry."

When he spoke like this, Song Qingming became more and more confused.

Si Chen: "Mr. Song's friend, although he looks like an ordinary person, has a dead air all over his body. He doesn't look like a living person, but a person who has been dead for a long time, and he is definitely not a kind person."

Song Qingming just picked up the teacup and took a sip, when he heard his words, he was choked up again, coughing for a long time to straighten out his breath.

Si Chen wiped the tea off his face, and without getting angry, he said softly, "Young Master Song, although I'm a half-baked ghost hunter, I've never made a mistake in identifying people and ghosts."

Song Qingming wiped his mouth with his sleeve: "What nonsense are you talking about?! I have been with Xie Yu for so long, can I still not tell whether he is dead or alive? Besides, he is very nice and never harmed me. How could that be possible? Non-kind?"

Si Chen sighed: "I don't think Mr. Song may believe it, but I don't need to lie to provoke the relationship between the two of you. I just told what I saw. Although I can't see the identity of Mr. Song's friend, this There are ominous signs everywhere around Renzhou, he may be very kind to you, Mr. Song, but there must be some greed in it..."

Song Qingming felt that it was even more outrageous: "I am poor and white, and I have to rely on him for food. What is he trying to do with me?"

Si Chen bit his finger and frowned, thinking: "This... I don't know, if it's evil, he might be greedy for your yang energy, Mr. Song..."

Song Qingming got up suddenly and wanted to leave.

This Taoist is not only bad at catching ghosts, but also bad at seeing people.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Si Chen quickly grabbed him, but after grabbing his wrist, his expression changed drastically.

Song Qingming wanted to pull out his hand, only to realize that Si Chen looked at Wenwen weakly, but he was so strong that he couldn't break free, so he could only look at Si Chen angrily and said: "You're done talking, can I go? "

But Si Chen didn't respond to his annoyed expression, instead he looked at his wrist in shock.

"It's so strange." Si Chen murmured, and looked up at Song Qingming after a long while: "Mr. Song's heart veins have already withered, and he can still act like an ordinary person. It's really strange."

"what?"

Song Qingming's rare good temper today was completely ruined by Si Chen's few words.

First he said that Xie Yu was not a kind person, and now he said that his heart was dead. Isn't this just cursing him to death?

Although he was prone to illness and frailty, didn't he not know that he was dying soon?He felt stronger than ever recently, how could he be dead?

"If you don't know how to use your mouth, then don't use it!" Song Qingming said angrily.

Seeing that he was really annoyed, Si Chen also realized that something was wrong with his words, and quickly apologized: "It's my fault, but I have never seen such a strange pulse, maybe I made a mistake, Mr. Song, don't be angry... as Sorry, why don't I test the word for you, this is what I'm good at, and I will never make a mistake!"

Song Qingming was not in the mood to test the characters, and just wanted to go to Xie Yu, but Si Chen held him tightly, and in the end he couldn't wear the Taoist priest, so he had to sit back in his seat.

"Young Master Song trusted me once, I was very accurate in my word reading." Si Chen swore.

Song Qingming sighed helplessly, then dipped his index finger in the tea, and wrote the word 'one' on the table: "Then you can help me test whether the person I want to meet can be met, and the road ahead will meet you." It won't go well."

Si Chen looked at that word, and his face became complicated again.

But with his appearance, Song Qingming asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

Si Chen bit his lower lip lightly, and said in a moment of embarrassment: "Mr. Song, are you sure you want to ask this word for both questions?"

Song Qingming nodded vigorously.

Si Chen sighed: "Okay, one word and one stroke, no obstacles and no twists and turns, the person Mr. Song wants to meet should have already met, or will soon meet."

Song Qingming just wanted to say that his measurement was inaccurate, and he has not even seen the shadow of impermanence, but before he opened his mouth, Si Chen continued: "Second question, Mr. Song, you... I'm afraid you have no way out. gone."

Song Qingming: "What?"

Si Chen raised his hand and wiped off the water stains on the table with his palm, and said in a deep voice, "One is the end of the initial word, and the beginning of the dead word. One foot has already stepped into the gate of hell, so there is no way to go."

Song Qingming was stunned for a while, and finally belched at Si Chen.

He was so overwhelmed that he couldn't even utter a curse word.

Seeing his appearance, Si Chen quickly wanted to make amends: "This word doesn't count, Mr. Song writes another word, I can still test..."

Song Qingming shook his head again and again in horror: "I, I'm leaving, Daoist, don't test me anymore, if you continue to test, I'm afraid I will be able to drive west of Hexi when I go out."

Seeing that he really couldn't hold him back this time, Si Chen hurriedly took out a piece of talisman paper from his bosom, and forced it into Song Qingming's hand: "Young Master Song, you will know if my words are true or not. If you put this talisman on your friend, if he is an ordinary person, nothing will happen to him, otherwise he will be hurt, I will say these words because I am also worried about your safety."

Song Qingming frowned and wanted to throw away the talisman, but Si Chen stuffed it back into his hand.

"It won't hurt you to try it, right?" Si Chen said seriously.

Song Qingming paused.

Seeing that he was no longer struggling, Si Chen cupped his hands: "I have absolutely no malice, Mr. Song, why don't you carry this talisman with you first, maybe... you can use it."

After speaking, Si Chen turned around and strode away.

After Si Chen left, Song Qingming also left the teahouse in a daze, the talisman in his arms was like a stone, which made him panic.

How could Xie Yu be a non-kind person? He was obviously very kind to him.

After a while, Song Qingming suddenly remembered that Xie Yu said that he used a forbidden technique to avenge his sister and was cursed, but anyone who knows how to use a curse would hate him.

It must be because of this that Si Chen said that Xie Yu was not a kind person, but it was not Xie Yu's fault.

After thinking about this, he wanted to take out the talisman paper and throw it away.

Just as he was about to reach out to take out the talisman, a stone suddenly hit him.

"Bad thing! Die! Bad thing!"

Song Qingming's arm hurt from being hit, and when he turned his head, he saw a few kids throwing stones across the street.

Song Qingming was a little angry: "Hey! What are you doing?! You will be flattered if you hit someone with a stone, you know that?!"

The little brats were quite polite. Seeing him get angry, Qi Qi said, "Brother, I'm sorry, we didn't mean to hit you, we wanted to hit that bad thing."

After finishing speaking, those children took the stones and threw them towards the opposite side again.

Song Qingming looked in the direction where they were throwing stones, and a black figure rushed into the alley.

Seeing the black shadow hiding, a few kids with stones also chased after him.

Song Qingming saw clearly what the shadow was, and didn't want to care about it at first, but just as he took a step, he suddenly thought of the furry animals in the dense forest of Siliang.

Finally he sighed, turned around and ran into the alley.

"Stop!" he yelled at the kids.

The children looked back at him, and Song Qingming immediately showed a serious expression: "Why did you smash it?"

One of the little boys said: "My mother said that black cats are bad things, they are easy to attract evil things, and they will be killed if they see them."

Song Qingming folded his arms around his chest and walked towards them: "Don't listen to your mother's nonsense, the black cat is very spiritual. If you treat it well, it will repay your kindness. If you treat it badly..."

As he spoke, he sneered, and when he walked up to the children, he suddenly made a funny face: "It will become a ghost looking for you!"

After he finished speaking, several children were frightened and screamed and ran away.

Seeing them running away, Song Qingming shook his head helplessly, then turned to look at the sundries piled up under the corner of the wall.

He walked over and knelt down, stretched out his hand towards the shadow, and imitated a cat's meow and let out a "meow."

There was a distinct rustling sound from deep in the shadows.

After a while, a cute little black head poked out from inside.

Song Qingming sighed in his heart, this cat is really dark, if it didn't have a pair of emerald green eyes, he might not be able to find it if he drilled into the dark place.

The black cat tilted its head and looked at him pitifully with its round eyes.

Song Qingming likes furry things very much. He discovered this in the dense forest last time. He has no ability to resist this kind of furry and cute animals.

He reached out and touched the black cat's chin: "You are a cat, don't come out during the day when there are many people, and go to the street to look for food when there is no one in the dark, otherwise someone will want to beat you."

The black cat turned its head in a different direction, and gave him a sweet 'feed' after a while, which directly made Song Qingming blush.

It turns out that the meowing of a cat is so beautiful! !

He rubbed the cat's body, and the cat didn't lose its temper, and let him rub it with a look of enjoyment.

In the end, Song Qingming couldn't hold back any longer. He glanced back, forth, left, and right, like a thief, and when he saw that there was no one, he quickly lifted the black cat up.

The black cat bared its belly and looked at him in a daze.

Song Qingming took a deep breath, and then buried his face against the black cat's furry belly.

He's been wanting to do this for a long time! !

The author has something to say: Small Theater: Song Qingming: "Hey, little cat, come here and give me a kiss." Xie Little Cat Yu: "Don't, don't...you must never let me go!" Broken Suinian: Even Song Qingming already has cats, but I don’t have them yet. I’m so sour.