Zha Gong's evolutionary path

The man's figure is dense in the hot spring, like a landscape painting dyed by swimming, spreading endlessly in all directions, and gradually blending with the water mist.

In vain, he wanted to hug Dr. Mofa with his eyes tightly closed, but he could only watch helplessly as his arms gradually became transparent, and watched Xin Wu pass through his body and slowly sink into the deepest hot spring. to go.Xin Wu's black hair fluttered in the bottom of the water without roots or roots, and he tried to reach out his hand to reach him, but what his trembling fingertips touched was nothingness.

He couldn't make a sound, couldn't lift a finger, and felt that he had turned into countless tiny water droplets in an instant, and lost consciousness in a daze.

When I opened my eyes again, the cold and empty valley had disappeared, and the heart-piercing screams of Baiji striata no longer echoed in my ears.There was a burst of strong and mellow wine smell from the nose, and there were rows and rows of wine jars neatly juxtaposed in front of my eyes.

There is no palm lamp in the room, and a few wisps of faint yellow light are faintly sprinkled in through the ventilation holes, so I don't know the time of day outside.It looks like a cellar.

Lin Gongru struggled to stand up, grabbed an unopened wine jar on the shelf, and slammed it on the ground.

With a sound of "crash", the golden yellow liquid immediately flowed all over the floor, and the fragrant smell of alcohol rushed to the face.

He groped and grabbed a piece of porcelain with sharp corners, and without thinking, he slid it down towards his left wrist, and warm blood rushed out.

As if fearing that the blood would not drain fast enough, Lin Gongru drew several deep wounds on his right hand.It wasn't until he felt a warm stream flowing down his arms that he threw away the debris and sat cross-legged against the wine rack.

He closed his eyes, his face was calm, he didn't pay attention to the sound from the outside world, and waited for death sincerely.

Staring in a daze, it seemed that he saw the black and white impermanence wearing a high hat, walking towards him with a soul chain on one side and one on the right.

He immediately stretched out his bleeding arm, eagerly waiting for the cold shackles to lock his limbs—but suddenly he was startled by a cold and sharp voice from a horizontal stab, breaking his muddled consciousness.

"Are you an idiot?"

As soon as the voice sounded, Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang, who were less than three feet away from Lin Gongru, stopped in their tracks and looked at each other, with surprised expressions on their pale and strange faces.

However, the two ghost messengers were well-trained and had a perfect understanding. Without saying a word, they turned around and disappeared invisible.

"Hey, what are you running for, you forgot to pick me up!..." Lin Gongru stood up and wanted to chase after him, but his whole body was weak, and he slumped back after yelling.

He was so angry that he fumbled around the nearest wine grid with his fingers, picked up a wine jar and threw it towards the place where the voice came from.

Ying Moyan, who was wearing a black cloak, appeared in mid-air, leaning slightly to avoid the harmless objects.

He raised a pair of handsome brows, and his eyes slowly moved to Lin Gongru's face from the fragments scattered on the ground at his feet.

"Are you an idiot?" He repeated the question just now, with a cold tone that sounded more like an affirmation than a question.

"I took the risk of being punished by the Emperor of Heaven to send you into these worlds outside the world. Do you think you can easily return to the Hall of Yama by killing yourself?"

Lin Gongru was in a daze, but miraculously recognized the young and handsome Yan Jun from the inhumane tone and the sarcastically raised corners of his mouth.

The moment he saw the other person, a terrible thought suddenly popped up in his heart, and he could hardly restrain his strong desire to jump forward and strangle this person's neck.

The man pinched his joints and rattled, his lips were pale, and he struggled for a long time not to let himself get angry.

My heart was burning like a flame, for a long time, I just said in a hoarse voice: "The transaction is cancelled, you take me back."

Ying Moyan was floating in mid-air, when he heard the words he sneered, and then he was about to sneer.His eyes flicked over the bleeding wrists of the man, and his face was haggard and disfigured after the farewell to Yan Luodian. For some reason, Lord Yan Jun couldn't spit out those harsh words when they came to his mouth.

He still remembered Lin Gongru's playful smile on his shoulders on the Niejing stage. The old Seventh Prince's eyes and brows were all frivolous and coquettish.

But in a short period of time, when those flowing peach blossom eyes looked at him again, they were actually covered with layers of shadows like ashes.There was a light blue color under the man's eyes and face. In his expression, the free and easy look no longer existed, replaced by a disheartened and even stagnant expression after encountering a huge change.

He seemed to have lost interest in reincarnation and the drunken life of his previous life. No matter how tempting he was to instigate him, he could no longer shake him at all.

Ying Moyan felt a slight sadness in his heart, but this kind of strange emotion that made him feel confused, but it was too late, and he was forcibly ignored in an instant.

Although the words were a little soft, they were still spoken coldly from the thin lips.

"There is no way to cancel a deal with the underworld."

Lin Gong laughed loudly.

He had already noticed that the wounds on his wrists had strangely stopped oozing blood since Ying Mo Yan appeared.No need to think about it, it must be this insidious man who used some kind of sorcery in order to prevent himself from committing suicide.

Since he couldn't die, he simply wasn't in a hurry, leaned back and looked at Ying Moyan provocatively.

"I said I wouldn't do it, so what can you do to me? Did you fry me, steam it, braise it in braised yellow sauce?"

The Lord of the Underworld slowly floated down to the ground, looking at Lin Gongru thoughtfully.The latter looked at him fearlessly, the loathing and hatred in his eyes that were no longer concealed, in a short moment, actually pierced Ying Mo Yan's heart.

He frowned, suppressed the unexplained throbbing in his heart, and said coldly: "You will also have such a faceless appearance now, it is really eye-opening."

Lin Gongru scoffed, "You think you know me well?"

Ying Moyan said: "In the past, Lin Gongru was known to everyone, everyone knew—"

The tall figure in the silver armor and red robe gradually emerged in his mind, standing in front of him, unshakable and reassuring like Mount Tai; Strings of threads entangled him; that heavenly general named Lin Gongru, he once——

Thoughts stopped abruptly at this moment, like an octave that has just been tuned, and the notes at the fingertips are suddenly interrupted when the strings are broken.

The young Yan Jun frowned tightly, thinking blankly, Lin Gongru used to...how was it?

What kind of person was it?

Why did his memory suddenly stop at this moment when he was about to remember something?

Ying Moyan's words paused, but Lin Gongru mistakenly thought that what he said was referring to his wandering past life, he laughed and said, "What kind of person am I, isn't it written clearly and clearly in the book of life and death? Yan, do you want me to read the verdict for you again?"

"..." Ying Moyan frowned, his thoughts had an unexpected break at this moment, no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't remember the appearance of Lin Gongru when he met him as a general.

He was stunned for a long time, and in a strange way, he said something irrelevant: "My surname is not Yan."

Lin Gongru was also taken aback, and immediately said: "The devil cares about your name."

He saw that Ying Moyan seemed to be trying to remember something, and impatiently lingering with him any longer, he just wanted to cut through the mess quickly and teach Yama to use his heart when he died.

"I don't know what kind of medicine you sell in your gourd. If you want to kill someone, you can do it yourself, or let someone else do it for you. You can't waste time on an embroidered pillow like mine, let alone Drag Ye Mingjue...Xin Wu and the others into the water."

When those two names were mentioned, his voice trembled suddenly, and his fingernails dug into his palm tightly, pinching out bright red blood marks.

He didn't notice that Ying Moyan, who was standing in the shadow with his hands behind his back, had the same slightly moved expression when he heard the two names, and said in one breath: "They all died because of me. If it wasn't for my appearance, Maybe they're still alive and well. They're among the people you're going to kill, aren't they?"

"..."

"I watched them die in my arms, and I couldn't even bury them, so you forcibly pushed them into the next life; you still want to use me to kill more Ye Mingjue, more Xin Wu—" Lin Gongru's emotions gradually became agitated, her breath began to become short of breath, her heart constricted one after another, and she was almost out of breath.

He didn't choose what to say, frantically, he just wanted to pour out all the anger that was suppressed in his heart, wishing he could push the scheming master of the underworld in front of him to the ground and beat him up violently.

"My surname is Yan, no matter what your name is, I can't stand your torture, I don't want to harm other people, I won't serve you anymore, do you hear me? Young master, no, serve, wait!!! You want to kill If you want to chop it up, throw it in the frying pan or throw it on the mountain of knives to poke holes, the young master will let go! If there is any nasty and sinister thing, you go and hire another wise man!"

He had already stood up from the ground, approaching Ying Moyan step by step, and when he said the last few words, he showed his fierce face, as if he was going to die with him.

Lin Gongru was taller than Ying Moyan, Yan Jun had just touched the ground with his toes, now he had to raise his face slightly to meet Lin Gongru's eyes.The short-term palpitations just now made him cleverly hide under the mask of indifference, and he still had an unmoved mocking expression at this time.

Ying Moyan said: "If you suspend the mission, not only will you no longer have the chance to be reincarnated, but you will also never see Xin Wu and Ye Mingjue again."

Lin Gongru almost grabbed his hand at the hem of his shirt, but suddenly stopped.

"You want to see them again, don't you?" Ying Moyan looked directly into the man's eyes, clearly seeing the pain and struggle in them, "This is also the reason why you want to commit suicide. To be able to meet the two of them in the underworld. How could you be so naive, thinking that the person that Lord Yan wants to kill can still roam freely in the underworld and be a mandarin duck with the same fate as you?"

"..." The man's eyes gradually widened, and his pupils contracted unbelievably.The embarrassment of being exposed and the unacceptability of learning the truth were mixed together, and finally he was forced to let out a low growl: "Yan, you!!"

"For the last time, my name is Ying Moyan."

The handsome face that made him gnash his teeth, seemed to appreciate his painful struggle.

Her thin lips moved slightly, and she said coldly, "It's true that they both died because of you; but it's not my fault. They will die because you are incompetent, you don't have the ability to protect them, and you need them to save your life for you. If you are stronger and more capable, and you can protect your loved ones even in the midst of thousands of troops, why are there these life and death separations?"

Lin Gongru's face showed an expression of unbearable pain, he gritted his teeth, every word of Mo Yan was like a sharp knife piercing into the internal organs.

"It wasn't you, someone else would have taken their lives." Lin Gongru's teeth were chattering, and the man was even more cruel, showing a faint smile: "—but, I think you really have a heart for them , this gentleman can be a little more lenient on the terms of the transaction. If you can protect the people you think are important, so that they can live up to their old age, as far as this gentleman is concerned, it will only take a while. Shangxian, you can afford to wait. But you must have that ability."

He looked at Lin Gongru, the man's expression was blank, as if he heard what he was saying, but he couldn't understand the meaning of the conversation.

Lin Gongru said bluntly, "What... mean."

"I can allow you not to kill the remaining people yourself. But they are destined to be robbed, and whether they can escape depends entirely on whether you have the ability to protect people. You can kill them to complete the task ahead of time, or you can protect them." As they die forever, I will give you this opportunity to weigh freely. However, if you die before completing your mission, even if you return to the underworld, you will never see Xin Wu and Ye Mingjue again."

It took Lin Gongru a very long time to digest this passage, and he vaguely felt that there was still something wrong, that there was some truth hidden under Ying Moyan's unspoken words.

However, after experiencing too much grief and joy, his thoughts were as difficult to stir as a pool of sticky silt. He only tried his best to capture that sentence "I can't see Xin Wu and Ye Mingjue again", and the pain in his heart was overwhelming.

"You... If I have the ability to protect the people you want to kill, let the years go by for decades, or even hundreds of years, the moment the task is completed, and you return to the Temple of Yama, will you let me see the two of them again?"

Ying Moyan stared at him, feeling a dull pain in the deepest part of her heart, as if someone was sighing gently.

He forcibly ignored the discomfort in his heart again, and said lightly: "As long as you can do it."