Can you give me the broken impermanence?

I love you, this is what Xie Yu never dared to expect to hear from Song Qingming's mouth.

Song Qingming's kiss retreated slowly, but soon Xie Yu hugged his body tightly again and kissed his lips.

The time of waiting bitterly in the past is tinged with affection and becomes worthwhile.

It took a long time for the two to separate. Song Qingming let out a breath and said, "I just don't want to leave you, but this incident really annoys me. I don't know anything about you. I have to find out from Shen Lou that you are impermanent." .”

Xie Yu lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry..."

Song Qingming said in a deep voice: "So this time, you must tell me all about your past."

Xie Yu hesitated a little, and the next moment, the position of Song Qingming's chest suddenly shone with light.

Realizing what was lighting up, Xie Yu thought in secret, and before he could stop it, a huge suction force brought the two of them into the Book of Black Candles.

Xie Yu's mind was in chaos because of the dizzying, and when the turmoil around him stopped, he heard a voice.

"Hand over the child who interrupted the ceremony yesterday. The ghost Buddha said that he brought us disaster."

Xie Yu slowly opened his eyes and looked around.

A simple room, a bed, a wooden table, two chairs, nothing else. There is a candle on the table, but the faint candlelight is not enough to light up all the corners.

Xie Yu is very familiar with this place. He looked down at his hands. His originally slender fingers had become fleshy, small and cute.

He hurriedly stood up and compared his height with the table, and he was only a head taller than this table at the moment, then he turned around and trotted to the side of the water basin, and took a look at his face in the clear water inside.

With a childish and immature face, half of the black hair is tied and the other is loose, and he is wearing a gray cloth.

This is what he looked like when he was seven years old.

Xie Yu lowered his eyes and sighed, it seems that Yinzhu Baodian listened to Qingming's order and brought them into the illusion in the book. ?

Just as he was thinking, the door behind him was opened.

Xie Yu turned around, his eyes trembled when he saw the person coming in clearly.

"Brother, are you hungry?"

A little girl ran over, took out half a steamed bun from her bosom, and handed it to him with a smile.

Xie Yu was unable to speak for a while.

Seeing him staring blankly, the little girl lowered her voice and said to him: "Brother, don't be afraid, mother said that I won't let those people hurt you."

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Xie Yu's eyes were a little sore, and he turned his back hastily.

These are all fake, the younger sister in front of me is just an illusion created by the book, that person has already died, not even a ray of soul left behind.

He tried to calm down, but knowing it was fake, he still couldn't let himself face it calmly.

The door behind him was opened again, and a beautiful woman walked into the room lightly, and saw the cold eyes of the two children softened instantly.

"Yu'er, Jin'er, you must not run around in the past few days. If someone asks who interrupted the ceremony of praying for rain yesterday, it is better not to answer them."

Xie Jin nodded, and replied in a glutinous voice: "Got it, mother."

Xie Yu didn't respond, he knew that even if they didn't answer those people's words, they would still be known in the end, and it was he who interrupted the ceremony.

But at that time, he had to do this. His mother was a priestess who practiced rituals, and he just dreamed of a severe drought that day. The ritual could not change the drought. If he did not stop it, others would only make the drought worse Blame it on the witch.

And after he interrupted the law, those people blamed him for the drought.

His mother walked up to him, raised her hand and touched the top of his hair: "Yu'er, no matter what you dream from now on, don't let others know, you can only tell your mother, remember?"

Xie Yu secretly clenched his fists, but followed the past development and nodded.

Mother took Xie Jin's hand and left. Before leaving, Xie Jin looked back at him worriedly.

The door was closed tightly, Xie Yuchang let out a breath, suppressed the ups and downs of his mind, and turned his head to look at the window.

It was pitch black outside the window, but when Xie Jin came in, he could feel a line of sight hidden there.

Xie Yu walked to the window and said softly with a childish voice: "Qingming, come out."

A head popped out of the window suddenly.

Song Qingming looked at the miniature Xie Yu in front of him in surprise: "Can you see me?"

The corners of Xie Yu's lips curved into a slight smile: "Because I am not an illusion, I was brought in by the book together with you. Originally, the book was going to fabricate an illusion about me. After realizing my existence, it simply stuffed me into the illusion It's recharged."

Song Qingming sorted out his thoughts, finally leaned his upper body into the window, leaned closer to Xie Yu's face and looked at it seriously: "This is what you looked like when you were a child?"

As soon as Xie Yu nodded, Song Qingming reached out and pinched his cheek: "I didn't expect you to be so cute when you were young."

He was confused by Song Qingming: "Are you praising me?"

"Of course." Song Qingming replied confidently, then let go and looked at the quiet small village behind him: "So...you were born in Wuwang Township?"

Xie Yu's eyes dimmed for a moment: "Yes."

No wonder Xie Yu was very resistant to coming here before.

Song Qingming looked at him, and said cautiously: "Is there any way for you to get out of here?"

Xie Yu shook his head: "Only by going through the past can we leave."

Song Qingming blamed himself a little: "Is it because of what I said that the book made up such an illusion? Blame me, I want you to experience it again..."

"I don't blame you." Xie Yu interrupted him: "This is what you should do, so why not talk about faults."

Song Qingming was a little confused: "What should I do?"

Xie Yu didn't answer him, but turned around and went to the door to open it: "Come in, it's windy outside."

Although it was an illusion, but the wind outside the house was really strong, Song Qingming ran into the house, sat on a chair and stared at little Xie Yu without blinking.

Being stared at by Song Qingming, Xie Yu's ears felt hot, and he turned his face aside: "Qingming, don't look at me like this...

When the person he likes sees his immature childhood, he is somewhat embarrassed, not to mention Song Qingming looking at him so blatantly.

Looking at Xie Yu's red earlobes, Song Qingming suppressed a smile, put his hand on his chin and asked, "Are those two your mother and sister just now?"

Xie Yu: "Well, although my younger sister looks different from mine, she is a twin."

Song Qingming nodded, thinking back to the little girl just now, although she is different from Xie Yu in appearance, she can see that she will be a beauty when she grows up.

The two were talking, and the sky was bright outside the window.

Song Qingming is already very familiar with the illusion in the book, and the book will skip the part where nothing happened, and let him directly see the things related to the dead.

At dawn, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps outside the house, and a moment later a group of people kicked open the door and broke in.

The leader was a man in his 40s, holding a hemp rope in his hand, and said in a cold voice: "Take him away! You must sacrifice him, and the Ghost Buddha will protect us again!"

Xie Yu looked at them indifferently, without any movement or words.

On the other hand, Song Qingming was very nervous: "Why did you sacrifice yourself?"

The group of people couldn't see Song Qingming, they just walked past him and held Xie Yu down. It was too easy for a dozen strong men to subdue a child who was powerless.

Seeing Xie Yu being roughly tied up with hemp rope, Song Qingming asked anxiously, "Why don't you struggle?"

Xie Yu glanced at the people behind him, and said in a deep voice: "No matter whether I struggle or explain, they will take me away in the end. They only want to sacrifice me, and it has nothing to do with whether I am at fault."

Song Qingming couldn't help, he could only watch Xie Yu being taken away.

They took Xie Yu to a huge open space, and tied him tightly to a wooden stake engraved with strange spells. Men, women, old and children surrounded the stake, some were cursing, some were laughing, and some were chanting devoutly.

Song Qingming stood behind the crowd, looking at this scene in shock.

Who are these people praying for asylum, to sacrifice a child without guilt or conscience.

The leader held a sharp knife, looked at Xie Yu with a serious expression and said, "It was he who interrupted the ceremony of praying for rain and provoked the wrath of the gods to cause drought!"

Xie Yu looked at the angry people in front of him expressionlessly, his eyes were like a bottomless sea without waves.

Song Qingming remembered that when he was in Siliang, Xie Yu also predicted when the rain would stop.

It wasn't that Xie Yu brought the disaster, but he foresaw the disaster, and this group of people was so stupid and terrifying.

When the people clamored to kill Xie Yu, a small figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd, stood in front of the stake, and shouted in a waxy voice: "It's not my brother who caused the disaster!"

Seeing Xie Jin, the leader narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "Go away."

With that said, he gave Xie Jin a hard push.

Seeing Xie Jin being pushed down, Xie Yu's face became gloomy.

Xie Yu's mother also ran out, quickly helped Xie Jin who fell down, and then looked at the man angrily: "I have already calculated that this drought has nothing to do with my son, you let him go immediately!"

Someone in the crowd shouted: "You are covering him!"

The leader paused, and spoke in a slower tone: "Muyin, your divination skills have become more and more inaccurate these past few years, how can we trust you?!"

Mu Yin: "Whether you believe it or not, you don't want to touch my son today!"

As she spoke, she stood up and was about to walk towards Xie Yu.

Seeing her like this, the man's expression returned to gloomy and cold: "You must sacrifice your son's blood to the ghost Buddha today, so that Wuwang Township can be peaceful!"

He winked to the side, and immediately, someone would jump madly at Mu Yin, pressing her to the ground so that she couldn't move.

The sky suddenly darkened, dark clouds covered the sky, and the spells on the stakes gradually glowed a strange red light, as if they were urging them to offer sacrifices.

The leader smiled strangely, and walked slowly towards Xie Yu, secretly clenched the knife in his hand, his eyes fell on Xie Yu's neck, but when the man swung the dagger over, a figure suddenly stood in front of Xie Yu, and the man's hand trembled Shaking, the tip of the knife slashed across the figure's left eye.

Even though he knew that Xie Jinhui would suddenly stand in front of him at this time, Xie Yu still yelled out of control.

"Ajin!"

Xie Jin's body fell down, clutching her left eye and trembling in pain, and bright red blood flowed from between her fingers, and as soon as it fell to the ground, the strange spell on the stake became more and more strange.

Because the sacrificial ceremony was interrupted by Xie Jin, and Xie Jin's blood just splashed on the stake, calming down the ghost Buddha's anger, the gang had to imprison Xie Yuxian and make another plan.

Being pushed fiercely into a dark room, Xie Yu's thin body staggered a few steps, then turned around indifferently, watching the heavy door slowly close, blocking the light from the sky.

There is a stale and rotten smell in the air, the same smell as those who believe in ghosts and Buddhas outside.

Xie Yu walked to the corner and sat down on his knees, leaning his back against the cold wall. If it wasn't for the wounds left by Shen Lou and the black robe, which were still hurting his reason, he could hardly tell what was going on in front of him. Is it fantasy or real.

A hand fell on the top of his head and rubbed it, and he raised his drooping head.

Song Qingming was looking at him with a slight smile.

Those eyes were the same as before, without any change, they rescued him from the dark swamp again and again.

"I know you are right." Song Qingming said softly, and sat down beside him.

Xie Yu lowered his eyes and said: "Exchanging one of Ah Jin's eyes for my life is really not worth it. It's better to let them sacrifice me in exchange for Ah Jin's eyes."

Song Qingming was silent for a while.

To know that understanding Xie Yu's past would be so painful, he would definitely not have the slightest thought. Seeing the person he likes so sad, Xie Yu just frowned slightly, and he would feel distressed.

Song Qingming: "How long will they keep you here?"

Xie Yu: "17 years."

For 17 years, it has already taken up less than half of a person's life, and he was imprisoned in this dark room even though he had done nothing wrong.

Sensing Song Qingming's silence for a long time, Xie Yu turned his head to look over, only to find that Song Qingming's expression was very sad.

He quickly restrained his emotions, and held Song Qingming's hand tightly: "I am most afraid that you will be hurt for me, so I refuse to talk to you about these things. I have already reported my revenge. Think about it, is this better?" gone?"

Song Qingming sighed and said, "Why did you comfort me instead?"

Xie Yu said with a smile: "Because I never want you to be sad."

Even such a scene, Xie Yu would make him throb.

Song Qingming turned his face to the other side: "You put on a child's face, so just say what a child should say."

Seeing Song Qingming's awkward look, Xie Yu's mood also began to improve.

After a while, Song Qingming looked at him again, and said angrily: "Don't you all say that evil will be rewarded with evil? It's obviously their fault, why did you become a person who committed a great crime in the end? This is too unfair?!"

Xie Yu replied softly: "Fadu is not reasonable at all. You cannot demand that the deceased must be innocent and pitiful. Likewise, you cannot forgive the murderer's sins because of reason. This is fairness."

Song Qingming muttered: "Which idiot made this law?"

Xie Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes slowly shifted to him.

Song Qingming didn't notice Xie Yu's gaze, and kept saying that the person who made the laws of the underworld was an idiot.

Xie Yu, who was standing aside for a long time, said suddenly: "I have avenged what I deserved, and I have accepted the punishment I deserved. The only thing that makes me regret is..."

Song Qingming quickly looked at Xie Yu seriously, wondering what he regretted.

Xie Yu and him looked at each other, frowning together, as if they were suppressing something. After a long time, Song Qingming heard Xie Yu speak softly.

"The only thing I regret is that because of my sins, I will never be able to go where you are."

Song Qingming was stunned for a moment.

He wanted to say that he would always stay by Xie Yu's side, why should he have such troubles?

Before he could ask any questions, he found the answer from the bottom of Xie Yu's eyes.

Ferocity, indifference, gentleness, and carefulness, all of these are put together, but it is not a complete Xie Yu, there is still a fragment left, which Xie Yu has been keeping deep in his heart, carefully hiding it.

It is the inferiority complex from the past

That's why Xie Yu was so flustered the first time he revealed the curse mark, so he refused to talk about his past.

Song Qingming pulled out the hand held by Xie Yu, held his hand back, and said seriously: "I'm not as good as you think, maybe we are a good match."

Xie Yu looked at him puzzled.

Song Qingming showed a smug expression: "Isn't it said that good-looking people are not good people? Then I must not be a good person, and it's not a good match to be with you, a sinner."

Xie Yu was stunned for a while, then burst out laughing with a 'puchi': "Qingming, when did you become so narcissistic?"

Song Qingming glared at him: "You mean I'm not good-looking?"

With that posture, if Xie Yu said nothing, Song Qingming would pick him up and beat him mercilessly when he was only seven years old.

Xie Yu couldn't help laughing, and even the last haze in his heart was dispelled.

If Song Qingming had been by his side back then, those 17 years might not have been so difficult.

In order to make Xie Yu feel better, Song Qingming began to talk about his own childhood, how he chased the dog in the village and shouted to draw Wuchang, and the dog was bored for three days without eating, and when he finally left the village Some people said that the old dog was moved and cried.

During this period, Xie Yu's mother, Mu Yin, came secretly at night and told about Xie Jin's injury. Although the left eye could not be healed, but his life was saved, she always told Xie Yu not to be afraid, she would find a way to save him as soon as possible come out.

Xie Yu just responded softly, without showing any joy or sadness, but Song Qingming could imagine that the former Xie Yu must have been afraid.

I don't know how long after Mu Yin left, the room suddenly became gloomy and cold, and a strange voice that could not distinguish between men and women sounded. "It's a pity that I didn't get to taste your blood."

For a moment, Song Qingming inexplicably felt that this voice was somewhat familiar.

Xie Yu's expression suddenly turned cold, and his eyes slowly raised: "Ghost Buddha."

"You are very smart."

The voice sneered, Song Qingming didn't know where the voice came from, because it seemed to be everywhere, and he couldn't grasp the source at all.

Xie Yu: "What do you want to do?"

Ghost Buddha: "Don't be afraid, your sister has donated an eye, I'm full now, and I won't hurt you for the time being."

Xie Yu stood up and said coldly: "Come at me for anything you want, don't hurt Ah Jin!"

As he spoke, Xie Yu picked up a sharp stone on the ground and scratched his palm. The bright red blood dripped slowly. The ghost Buddha seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and his breathing became more and more rapid. Something was rustling in the darkness. crawling.

Song Qingming also stood up, took Xie Yu's bleeding hand and asked in a deep voice: "What are you doing?!"

Xie Yu looked at him reassuringly: "These are all illusions of the past, I am not really hurt."

He calmly said that he was not injured, but he couldn't calm down Song Qingming's shock.

A pool of black mucus slowly crawled out from the darkness, and finally stopped in front of the pool of blood shed by Xie Yu to eat, and quickly retracted into the darkness after eating and drinking.

The ghost Buddha laughed darkly: "As expected of a child who inherits the power of a witch, but compared with your sister's blood, it is still a bit inferior."

Xie Yu frowned: "You want to eat the witch?!"

Ghost Buddha: "Don't worry, with you here, I won't touch the witch for the time being, as long as you are obedient..."

As he spoke, the voice gradually disappeared.

"What the hell is a ghost Buddha?" Song Qingming asked aloud.

Xie Yu was silent for a long time before opening his mouth in a deep voice: "He claims to be a god, and everyone in Wuwang Township worships him. Even witches exist to serve him. In the name of protection, they cannibalize human flesh and soul."

The more Song Qingming heard it, the more gloomy his face became: "So, you fed him with your own blood for 17 years?"

Xie Yu lowered his brows and sat down against the wall again without answering.

Song Qingming looked at Xie Yu's healed palm, wishing he could grab that shit ghost Buddha and stuff it into a bucket of water to feed the pigs.

Thinking about it carefully, the pig did not make a mistake, so it cannot be fed all dirty things.

Suppressing the irritability in his heart, Song Qingming also sat down, and Xie Yu, who was closing his eyes, suddenly leaned on his arm and spoke softly.

"Qingming, I'm tired, let me rest for a while...""