cat disease

Small, a nail-sized injury at most.

No wonder his ray of soul can stay in the cat's body for so long, and he can also develop some consciousness to control the cat's body, making it look like an ordinary animal.

Chongjiu was using his own soul as nourishment to nourish the aging remnant soul, and after peeling off his body, he actually separated a strand of his soul.

At this time, Fang Wei only had the dark figure in the distance in his eyes, and he didn't understand why Chong Jiu did this.

It wasn't long before one person and one cat got along. Most of the time, he was the one who made fun of the cat. He could always make the cat go crazy, and occasionally he would run away from home for a few days.

Thinking about it now, it seems that even if he ran away from home, the black cat would come back slowly with its tail wagging, and did not really leave.

why?

Fang Wei didn't understand a little bit, but these misunderstandings didn't seem to be particularly important. After knowing these reasons, he wanted to know another thing even more.

The slender end of the eyes disappeared between the temples, and the flickering eyes were washed into the heart by the rain. It seemed unreal in the dark rainy night, and the unknown thoughts in the heart were slowly taking root.

Even though the place where the two phases had been in contact was washed by icy rain, the temperature rose little by little, scorching not only the bare/exposed skin, but also the emotions that had never been turbulent.

Something seems different.

Before Fang lost his mind, he saw Chong Jiu directly pulling out the soul from the cat's body.

The body fell limply to the ground, but the identical black cat struggled in Chong Jiu's hands.

"What is this, how to do it?" Yan Zijin squinted his eyes and looked ahead with some difficulty, but the rain was really heavy, like a natural veil hanging in front of his eyes, making everything look more hazy.

He was trying to see what was going on over there, when he felt a gust of wind blowing by, and then a figure suddenly rushed out. The confrontation in the movie turned into two people and one cat.

"Chongjiu!" The cat didn't know where the cat's body had just landed, so it rushed over before Chongjiu made another move, grabbed Chongjiu's wrist and said in a cold voice, "What do you want to do!"

The moment he caught it, Changsun's voice sounded.

Unable to break free, he glared and said, "You, you will suffer retribution for doing this. I am considered a living being now. Have you forgotten the scourge on your body? Swallow life alive. Do you think the scourge can spare you? The way of heaven can let you live Is it? You were originally not tolerated by the world, so why pretend to be a righteous person?"

After being washed by the rain, Chongjiu's exposed wrist looked even whiter, especially against the black cuffs, it was abnormally white and had a gloomy atmosphere, which was similar to the color of the processed ghosts in ghost movies.

In fact, evil ghosts are not much different from ordinary people. Most of the soul skins that have thrown away their bodies look the same as before. Except for those who died unexpectedly, they look more miserable. If there is a comparison, Chongjiu is more like a ghost.

The hands were icy cold, if it wasn't for the soft and greasy touch, Fang Wei even suspected that he was holding on to the thousand-year-old ice.

Chong Jiu looked down at the extra hand. Although the temperature on Fang Wei's body was also washed away by the rain, he was still a living person after all. This little temperature made Chong Jiu a little distracted.

Chong Jiu found a little intuition in the numbness, and the eyes that looked at Fang Wei also wore warmth.

"What's the matter?" He deliberately suppressed the trembling in his voice, trying his best to make himself look calm, at least... don't let Fang Wei realize that he would have some emotions that he shouldn't have because of such a simple contact.

This kind of cover-up was too deliberate, so that he didn't hear what Fang Wei asked, and just replied subconsciously.

Fang Wei stared into Chong Jiu's eyes for a few seconds, then frowned slightly, and said, "Put the cat down first, no matter what this evil spirit does, it will have a solution, and you don't need to do it for now."

He was a little anxious, and even forgot that he had never spoken to Chong Jiu in this tone, with an order mixed in with a little imperceptible urgency.

Where did this urgency come from? Chongjiu didn't dare to think too much, after all, the intimate contact that originally disturbed his mind was actually just a way for Fang Wei to borrow some yin.

But the sense of presence on his wrist was too strong, so strong that he couldn't even listen to a word.

Fang Wei didn't see any emotional fluctuations on Chongjiu's face, and his voice was rarely angry: "Now the wings are really stiff, and I don't listen to what I say, right?"

The stressful words finally pressed into Chong Jiu's ears, and he subconsciously let go of his hand, but before the cat had time to slide down, it was quickly pinched by him again.

It seems...he didn't hear the words.

Chong Jiu looked at Fang Wei suspiciously, with writing all over his face: Did you recognize the wrong person?There was still a bit of sadness in the dark green pupils that he wanted to hide.

Fang Wei's ability to observe words and expressions has long been perfected, so he would not miss it, but he didn't understand where this sadness came from, but he also knew that Chong Jiu would not explain it to him.

This cat is fine, but this one problem is really annoying. Some things will be as stubborn as a cow.

Knowing this, Fang did not give up asking about it, sighed, and softened his expression, but the strength in his hands did not relax in the slightest.

His other hand was on Chong Jiuduan's hand in mid-air, and his little finger accidentally touched the wet and cold cat's fur. It didn't look like a living thing.

"It's dying." Fang Wei's voice was as gentle as possible, with a hint of coaxing, "However, it's your own thing, don't you know how to be gentle? It's broken and there is no place to repair it."

Chong Jiu didn't move at all, but stared at Fang Wei's eyes, his lips trembled twice, as if he wanted to say something but didn't speak, he seemed hesitant to speak.

From the beginning to the end, he only said three words, three words without emotion and without expecting an answer.

The heavy rain washed Chongjiu's already cold body into numbness. He looked at Fang Wei, with a little imperceptible expectation, and asked, "I can't be strangled to death. Besides, wouldn't it be better if I could be strangled to death? What to do with it, Continue to harm your bookstore?"

"It's your bookstore." Fang Wei corrected, "Are you not clear about your own situation now? Or do you really think I don't know that you deliberately let the eldest grandson into the cat's body?"

Chongjiu's black cat is still his own body, it's a joke that it can get lost, it's hard for so long, so many people sincerely think that Jiuye left the bookstore just to find a pet to keep by his side.

This is not a case of a lost pet, it was obviously a lie, and he deliberately let the black cat go away, and then let it go to the eldest grandson's side.

It’s just that there is one thing that Fang Wei doesn’t quite understand. The soul that has been taken out of the cat’s body still maintains the appearance of a cat. Whether it is the eldest grandson or the old remnant soul, after leaving the body that does not belong to them, they will generally recover. It turned out to be the original form, which means that the strand that was dragged out was actually Chongjiu's soul.

That eldest grandson--

Fang Wei suddenly understood, and looked at Chong Jiu in disbelief: "You let the elder grandson merge with your soul?"

"Are you surprised?" Chongjiu was not at all surprised that Fang Wei would have guessed this level. Instead, he looked at Fang Wei's reaction with interest and said, "Originally we came from one place. According to human calculations, it can be regarded as Twins, although I don't really want to be compared with that ugly thing, but this is an unchangeable fact, so in fact, it can only be said that they are finally back together, if I have to say it... it can also be said to be fusion."

"Then, and then what are you going to do." Fang Wei was a little uncertain.

"Well... how to do it... Guess what I'm going to do." Chong Jiu took a step forward, and his body almost joined Fang Wei.

Even though the surrounding water was loud, Fang Wei's breathing still fell into Chong Jiu's ears. The clear, warm breathing belonged to a person.

This feeling is very strange. God who has been dead for many years suddenly stands in front of him and becomes a fragile person. Although his personality is sometimes bad, he is like a beautiful and easily broken porcelain. Afraid of bumping and bumping, on the one hand, he wanted to drop him with a little evil thought. After all, if it is broken, there is no need to worry about breaking it. At worst, he carefully put these pieces away, and in the end, they are all in his hands.

Fang Wei didn't know what Chong Jiu was thinking, but looking at his increasingly hot eyes, he felt a little jealous.

He actually thought of fearing this cat one day.

"It's right to be vigilant." Chongjiu said suddenly, and he pressed his other finger on Fangwei's lower eyelid, carefully, as if he was touching a rare treasure.

Although Fang Wei's appearance looked ordinary, his eyes were still the same as they used to be, and the end of the eyes directly penetrated into Chong Jiu's heart, which was just right.And it was in such a pair of beautiful eyes, which were looking at him with vigilance at this time, although they were hidden very deeply, there were still clues revealed in the end.

Perhaps in the eyes of Fang Wei and Shi Yi in the past, Chongjiu is just a fragile cat. Even though Shi Yi was already suspicious when he left, he still subconsciously classified the cat as the weaker side, so be careful. There are more flaws.

Chongjiu's icy fingertips made a shallow pit on Fangwei's eyelids, then slowly slid down and stayed on the neck, feeling the beating of the pulse under the skin.

This is the beating of life.

"You should be wary of me, because you don't know what I am." Chongjiu was not polite at all when talking about himself, he smiled, but his smile was creepy, "It's time, whether it's you in the past, Or now that you're reborn, you don't seem to understand a thing."

Fang didn't feel that the strength on Bo's neck gradually deepened, and it was gradually difficult for the air to enter and exit.

This force is well controlled, making it difficult for him to breathe, but he won't really suffocate, stuck in a place where he can't get up or down, tormenting him.

"Have you ever heard of boiling a frog in warm water?" Chong Jiu suddenly let go.

Chapter 105

◎"Do you want to kill me for Heaven?"◎

Air rushed into his lungs, Fang Wei coughed uncontrollably, and Chong Jiu's fingers touched him again, stroking along the contour of the ear, lingering on the earlobe for a while, and then sliding to the lips.

The lip color that had become pale due to the rain was now stained red due to coughing, and the temperature of the lips under the delicate skin was not high.

Chong Jiu lowered his eyes, his eyes slid along his fingers, and after falling on his thin lips, he smiled softly: "You see, you are now a frog in warm water. At first, I thought the water temperature was nothing, but slowly, the water temperature heated up. By the time I wanted to run, it was too late."

After all, he stuck it directly, his slightly shorter height made him need to raise his head to stick to the soft spot, gently biting his soft lips.

To Chongjiu's surprise, no matter how much he did, Fang Wei didn't respond, but just stood there and let him get whatever he wanted.

His empty wrist was around Fang Wei's waist, oppressing him, and soon the smell of blood was on his lips and teeth.

When Chong Jiu took a step back to get out of the way, Fang Wei was still in the original posture, obediently as if he had changed.

Chongjiu was a little surprised, until he looked at the half-closed eyes above, and there was no extra emotion in them.Except for the abnormal red light on the lips, it is completely the same as before, and there is no trace of the most intimate thing just done with him.

That's right, intimacy is built on the basis of equality, the entanglement of your love and my willingness, they just now can be regarded as a unilateral act at best, like a vexatious pet.

Chongjiu's manic mood gradually subsided, and a basin of ice water colder than rainwater poured down directly.

Fang Wei: "Calm down?"

It is indeed calm, and even the worries that have been lingering are gone.

It's nothing, it's what was expected, but I didn't expect it to happen, and when faced with such a situation, I still feel a little disappointed.

Chong Jiu smiled sarcastically in his heart, and said: "If you follow me like this, do you still want to get something from me?"

Fang Wei frowned even more tightly, and the tightly pressed skin left a few red marks between the brows.

But he didn't hold on to Chong Jiu as persistently as before, instead he let go and watched Chong Jiu move his wrist.In his hands, the cat soul was like an unconscious rag doll, tossing around, and then drooped limply.

"Knowing that I am the same thing as Changsun Yu, regret giving me the shop? Do you feel any lingering fears? If it is not Changsun, or not just Changsun, you probably won't be able to wait for Heaven to release you back. It has already collapsed." Chong Jiu clicked his tongue twice, "Don't look at me with such an expression, it seems that I am so hypocritical."

"Did you hear what Changsun said before? A bookstore is not a good thing, it's just a bondage that is forcibly clamped on the body, not everyone wants it, put away your pity."

"Do you think I'm pitying you?" Fang Wei asked.

Seeing Fang Wei's increasingly cold expression, Chong Jiu sneered: "It doesn't matter, after all, we are still different..."

It's different, one is a god created by heaven to benefit the world, and the other is a "ghost" formed from rotting corpses combined by resentful spirits. Even if they meet, it is a bad relationship. , isn’t this fig leaf still torn off now?

Chong Jiu took a few steps backwards to widen the distance between the two,

This sentence is like a signal, a smile rises, Chongjiu's usually indifferent face is suddenly colored, and the scars dotted around the corners of the eyes are like the cinnabar that a painter casually put on after writing, which makes people move for a while. Do not open your eyes.

Fang Weiyuan was not as calm as he showed, and he was already in a state of confusion the moment Chong Jiu's fingers touched him.

But Fang Wei couldn't show it, he was afraid that if the cat really responded, it would become even more unscrupulous.

In fact, Fang Wei is not sure how long he can stay in reality, neither the current body nor the two souls living in the body are actually as calm as they appear, and things that have been used to balance yin and yang are not so easy. Can it be reunited?

But the cat that Fang did not pick up was really a bit worrying.

The Chongjiu that others saw, although he looked indifferent, was actually good-natured after careful calculation, and he rarely got angry or did anything impulsively, but only Fang didn't understand what kind of Xiong Dexing his cat was.

If in the early years, they were still in the bookstore, tending flowers and plants every day, and occasionally having fun, maybe Fang Wei had already made the first move when Chong Jiulai hadn't made any further moves.

"Give him to me first." Fang Wei stretched out his hand.

Chongjiu looked at Fang Wei and laughed out loud, then picked up the cat and brought it in front of him, intending to swallow the cat directly.

Fang Wei was horrified, and flew directly at Chong Jiu with the spell he had prepared.

The talisman was aimed at the wrist, but after all, the talisman wetted by water was heavier than usual, and its effectiveness was also greatly reduced. Thankfully, the spell was not blurred by the rain, so how could it be expected to do anything.

Before the yellow paper flew in front of Chong Jiu, a drop of water hit it, and the yellow paper was directly nailed to the nearby tree.

Chong Jiu closed his hands, and the excess water drops fell to the ground along his fingers.

The moment the black cat with long forearms was about to touch the lips, it turned into a wisp of black air and melted directly into its body. Everything happened so quickly that Fang Wei was not given a second chance to make a move.

The moment the black air disappeared, gray-black mist suddenly began to fill the surroundings, coming from all directions, hovering around Chong Jiu's side, and then actually penetrated into the body bit by bit.

The raindrops seemed to be pushed to 0.5 times the speed by someone, making way for the oncoming black mist, while the person standing at the center of the accident looked at Fang Wei expressionlessly.

The black energy transformed by the cat spirit entered the body and fused quickly. It was originally his own soul. Although he had been raised outside for so long, he still returned to his homeland after all. The rejection was just the elder grandson who had not yet merged with the cat spirit. A small part, no more than half the size of a fist, was entrenched in the chest.

There was nothing unusual on Chong Jiu's face, but he was calmer than before. All the smiles on his face disappeared, and the blood in his pupils completely disappeared. The dark green eyes looked like beasts with malicious intentions in the dark rainy night. .

The "beast" didn't go any further. After staring at Fang Wei for a few minutes, without saying a word, he turned and walked straight into the woods.

"Chong Nine!"

Chong Jiu paused for a while: "Do you want to kill me for Tiandao?"

Most of the fog had dissipated by now, and the rain was pattering on the leaves.

Chong Jiu didn't reveal any emotion except that his back seemed a little stiff.

He didn't wait for a response, and raised the corner of his mouth without stopping, and his figure gradually disappeared into the night.

The heavy rain has no intention of stopping, and the bean-sized raindrops slapped the leaves to the ground, making this midsummer look a bit depressed.

Yan Zijin originally wanted to follow after Fang Wei left, but the tense look on the other side scared him back. Of course, even if he wanted to go forward later, he seemed to have no chance, especially when he saw those two people... A "romantic" rain kiss.

It wasn't until Chongjiu left that Yan Zijin patted the stunned Tai Xu next to him and said, "Why are you in a daze, hurry over and have a look."

The scene of Chongjiu eating the cat left an indelible shadow in Taixu's little heart. So far, he finally joined the ranks of those who are afraid of Jiuye. He guessed that if we meet again in the future, it will be like a mouse seeing a cat. Can you It's hard to say before going forward.

Jiu Ye is naturally a cat, a big pure black cat. As for what kind of mouse Tai Xu is, it's hard to say.

When he got to Fang Wei's side, Yan Zijin looked at Fang Wei and looked at Lin Zi in a daze, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He deliberated for a long time before deciding how to speak, but Fang Wei whispered, "Did I make a mistake?"

"What did you do wrong?" Yan Zijin asked curiously.

But when he thought of the scene he saw just now, he didn't really want to know the answer. In case it was something he couldn't listen to, let me tell my heart...

Whether he wanted to hear the answer or not, Fang Wei didn't intend to answer. Instead, he turned around and looked at Yan Zijin and said: "The soul has been separated for a long time, and the original three souls may also be affected. If the separated soul becomes A fool, even if reincarnated in the next life, he will still be a fool, maybe smarter than this life, for example...will cry and call mother."

Before Yan Zijin realized what Fang Wei meant, he saw Fang Wei flipped his palm, and a red spell appeared in his hand, and then he cut his fingertips, and blood smeared on the spell.

The villa that loomed among the branches in the distance caught fire with a bang, and the heat wave made the icy rainwater even warm.

Fang Weitou didn't go back to the forest, leaving a sentence when he left: "Why don't you go back and count how many souls you lost?"

The fire illuminated half of the sky, and the heavy rain and fire fell on this forest at the same time, but it only fell on this forest.

The way out was not very far, and no one spoke a word along the way, until they saw an iron gate a few meters high, and only vaguely saw the lights of the world in the rain.

"Is the matter settled like this?" Yan Zijin looked at the world in front of him and felt a little unreal. He always felt that the matter was resolved too smoothly, much smoother than he imagined, "So that... monster, just like this... Grandpa ate it?"

"No, no, the word eat is not very accurate, it should be regarded as..." Yan Zijin spent a long time thinking about it with brain cells, and finally realized that it was actually "eat".

Fang Wei smiled.

eat?If eating would solve the problem, Chong Jiu would not have asked that question in the end.

Occasionally, vehicles passed by on the wet road, and the street lamps on both sides cast dim light on the ground.

The fire behind him has disappeared, as if everything before was an illusion.

The moment before stepping out of the iron gate, Fang Wei stopped Yan Zijin: "Heavenly punishment... what will happen if it falls on Chongjiu?"

It rained heavily for several days in a row, and the bustling commercial street was deserted. Even some ornamental trees planted in the square looked pitiful, and the few leaves that had been pruned were even bald. "Mediterranean" Alternately guarding the side of the road with "bald".

The lush hydrangeas in the alley were also beaten to their heads. Fortunately, there are many leaves next to them, either supporting or covering them, but they still keep their face. Some of them are pink or blue, half covering the door of the bookstore.

"Yi" is the name of this bookstore, and after entering this door, "Yi" loses his mind.

I don’t know what’s wrong with the bell on the wooden door, or because of the heavy rain, water has entered, and the bell hanging inside the door can be affected by the weather. I have to say that this thousand-year-old object is becoming more and more hypocritical.

The wooden door swayed slightly, as if the wind had accidentally blown it. It only opened a small crack and then closed again. A little rainwater drifted in along the crack of the door, leaving a few faint water spots on the door.

Chong Jiu sat behind the table with his eyes closed, wearing a dark red gown with a few huge flowers blooming on the hem.

Hearing the movement at the door, he slightly opened his eyelids, and his dark green pupils formed a straight line.

"came back?"

Chapter 106

◎Homologous◎

Yu Song dragged his tired body to the counter, quickly glanced at Chongjiu, then lowered his head, stared at his toes, and finally said a word after a long time: "Boss."

"En." Chong Jiuying's voice was so low that Yu Song almost thought it was his hallucination.

After a long while, he whispered: "Then, am I going to disappear too? I see that those who came recently jumped on the books. Do I want to jump too?"

In the past two days, the bookstore has added a lot of spirits, scattered and scattered, shuttling back and forth between the originally deserted bookshelves, after finding a certain book, pull out the book and jump directly into the book, and the black book carrying the new spirit will be Add a few more pages, and then close it back to its original position.

"Where are you jumping?" Originally, there were only a few words and Chong Jiu's attitude could not be heard, but the extra few words seemed weak, and it seemed that he was not very comfortable.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Yu Song looked at Chong Jiu strangely, as if the boss...was a little uncomfortable?

This is a very amazing concept, at least it has never appeared in Yu Song's mind. In Song's heart, Chongjiu is a god after all. If gods also live, grow old, get sick and die, then why should they have a false name.

Chong Jiu lowered his head and sighed after a long while: "It's nothing, there is no place for you on the bookshelf over there, so there should be no need to file it."

"Then I..." Yu Song's words were unclear.

In fact, he still hasn't figured out his state, and even began to wonder if he is a villager in Nanxin Village, and whether his memory has been affected.

Because the longer he stayed here, the more vague his memory of Nanxi Village became. .

Chongjiu looked at Yu Song: "If you want to stay here, you can stay here forever. If you don't want to, after a while, when your three souls return, you can reincarnate with him."

"Three souls?" Yu Song was at a loss, "What three souls?"

Chongjiu didn't intend to talk to Yu Songduo, but seeing Yu Song's uneasy look, he explained one more sentence: "You are just a soul that was stolen by others, and you wandered around and got other people's karma, so your memory There are some problems, when the three souls return, they should be able to return to the right path, now just wait and don't mess around."

After speaking, Chong Jiu got up and walked towards the back hall. He added after taking two steps: "There is a restriction at the door, usually only souls can enter, if someone..."

"Is there someone? What's wrong with someone?" Seeing that Chongjiu had spoken halfway, Yu Song asked suspiciously, "Is there anyone coming?"

"It's nothing..." Chong Jiu continued to take two steps forward, and finished the rest of the sentence, "There is no need to open the door if there are people, this place is not suitable for living people to enter and exit, and no one should open it."

After speaking, he quickened his pace and went back to the house.

Yu Song scratched his head and looked at the back of his boss, and then looked at the Po who shuttled back and forth between the bookshelves on the other side. He was busy and lively, which was something Yu Song had never seen during the time he stayed here.

He had the illusion that the bookstore had never been this lively for thousands of years, and the yin energy in the store seemed to be much stronger than before.

The back room was as empty as ever, with very little furniture.

Standing at the door, Chongjiu looked around the house he had lived in for so long. At first, he always felt that this room hadn't changed much for so many years. He was not a person who liked to take care of his life, so he could use whatever he wanted, and forget about it. But today, I don't know. Why do I suddenly have the thought to take a good look at this place that should be familiar, and suddenly find that the house has actually changed by more than a star and a half compared with a thousand years ago.

The bed on the east side is no longer the trembling and broken wooden bed that might collapse at any time in the early years. The bed cover on it has become a more comfortable pure cotton product. It was gone.

These are not heavy nines that can be changed, but since when did the things in this room start to keep pace with the times?

There is no one else in the bookstore. Although Yan Zijin always strolls here, he still stops in the front hall. Most of the time, he finds a chair to sit obediently and plays with his mobile phone. Only recently, there is Yu Song.

However, there is no point in studying why the house has changed, but these changes made Chongjiu mutter, since everything has been moved, why not add more things, so that it doesn't look empty like it is now.

Only the wooden cabinet next to the bed seemed to be the same one. Looking at the bare cabinet, Chongjiu suddenly wanted to go to the door and pick some hydrangeas to put in it.

But this idea was pushed back at the very beginning, he couldn't do things like arranging flowers and amusing birds.

Chongjiu has an indescribable feeling in his body these days, neither the refreshment of his soul after returning to his place, nor the repulsion because of having an extra eldest grandson, but he is so tired that even opening his eyes feels like a burden , falling asleep all the time.

This state is different from divine punishment.

The punishment of God's punishment has always come directly, and the pain is unbearable after removing the strength, almost repeating the pain that humans have endured on him, the Lord tortured the flesh/body, but it will pass after being tortured, not like it is now, Chong Jiu I wonder if I will fall asleep one time and never wake up again.

In the past, the scourge came very quickly every time, and he would not have too much time to prepare, just like what happened to Xu Ping last time, when he just returned to the bookstore, the scourge came down immediately.

But this time I don't know what went wrong, the scourge has not appeared for a few days, Chongjiu even began to wonder if he made a mistake in his calculation, and the eldest grandson did not really integrate into the "people" as he thought.

If the eldest grandson just has the appearance of a "human" and does not have the identity of a "human", then all these things have turned into Chongjiu asking for trouble, and it may even give the eldest grandson a chance to make a comeback.

Because Changsun Yan swallowed the karma of too many people, he melted the karma and good fruits into his body, and the messy combination made him squeeze out a human body by mistake. This is the human being shown by Changsun Yan look.

But the identity of "person" is not so simple.

The life of a living person has been fettered from birth, the love of parents and relatives, the care of doctors and nurses, the visits of neighbors, and then anyone who has seen or heard of this baby and has emotional fluctuations because of this baby has a connection with the baby. Even if you don't remember anything when you were just born, in fact, there is already an intersection virtually.

It's as if years later, parents will point to someone and tell their grown-up children: "This is the person who delivered you."

The eldest grandson does not have these, but he can piece them together.

Like Chongjiu, the eldest grandson, whose origin is unknown, yin and yang are not counted, crawled among the dead, and wandered aimlessly in the world for many years.

As a result, one of them was picked up by Shi Yi when he arrived at the bookstore, and finally even took Shi Yi's place as the new yin and yang caretaker.

The other hid in the crowd to avoid the way of heaven, and slowly found a way to survive for himself through groping.

The eldest grandson steals the lives of different people in different periods of time, pieced them together after paving the way for his future self, and assembled the past by the way. At first glance, he looks like an ordinary person with a lot of experience.

But "being a human being" is not Changsun's wish, he wants to transcend life and death.

In contrast, Chongjiu sees mostly deceased souls, while Changsun Yan sees life and knows the pain of birth, old age, sickness and death. Although the original expectation is to live well in the world, it is not under the control of heaven.

He wanted to be free, really free, so he had the idea of ​​being out of date.

Shi Ye, who lacked one soul, became the present Fang Wei, the two souls of God who are completely free after relinquishing his duties.

What a delicious food.

After seeing Fang Wei, the eldest grandson finally found a direction for the idea that he could not find a breakthrough in his heart, so he controlled the little white man through the subtle connection with Chong Jiu, and led Chong Jiu and Fang Wei to the world at the same time. In the villa.

Chong Jiu lay on the bed and looked up at the ceiling.

Although Changsun Yan failed to meet the soul of Shi Yi, he was first stopped by his own strand left in the cat's body, and then returned to the body with that strand of soul. It stands to reason that he has achieved his goal, but he did not I know why my heart is still empty at this time.

The limbs have a point of support so that Chongjiu's limbs don't have to hold on anymore. At this moment, it seems that he can no longer feel the existence of his limbs, as if... being dismembered.

It's really getting more and more uncomfortable.

Chong Jiu curled up sideways.

He doesn't even have the strength to pull the quilt now.

After all, Changsun Yu has been independent for so many years. Unlike other souls on the battlefield back then, those souls that were completely occupied by resentment would soon be washed away by Yang Qi even if they were not swallowed by Chong Jiu.They are not willing to be abandoned by the way of heaven like this, and they gather together to fight, wanting revenge and wanting to live.

Once resentment reaches a certain amount and has thoughts, it is easy to leave something in this world before it completely dissipates, Chongjiu is what is left behind.

It is very likely that the eldest grandson is the remnants of another small group of resentful souls, and finally became a monster that did not even have a body.

Changsun Yan didn't know what he was thinking at this moment, he was very honest in Chongjiu's body, the more honest he was, the more he was still thinking about it.

"I know what you're thinking." Changsun Yan said suddenly.

At this time, Changsun's voice changed. It was not as gentle and elegant as before, but it seemed that many voices were squeezed together, sharp and piercing.

"Really." Chong Jiu closed his eyes, and he began to feel drowsy again, and the waking hours these days were few and far between.

"You're thinking, how can you swallow me completely." Changsun Min's voice didn't fluctuate, but the tone was still dark and eerie, "Or you're thinking, put me in a safer place and imprison me, In this way, it will not be in front of your eyes, and it can also protect your little lover."

what?

Chong Jiu opened his eyes, and in front of him was a pure white wall, with the word "lover" floating in his mind.

The eldest grandson sneered: "I was on top of you when you were picked up into the bookstore, but you didn't notice it. I was too weak at that time, and a gust of wind might blow it away. Cats are really good things, and their hair is perfect for hiding. "

Chongjiu thought about the cat's short fur, but the eldest grandson was small enough to hide it.

But it's really strange that Shi Yi didn't discover it after hiding it like this.

This emotion was accurately conveyed to the eldest grandson.

"I didn't find you strange when I picked you up at the beginning? Even the evil spirits who have practiced for many years may not be as strong as you with such a strong Yin Qi. It has nothing to do with me. Compared with you, my little Yin Qi Not as thick as a single hair of yours." Although the eldest grandson didn't want to admit it, he was indeed like an ant left behind, struggling to survive, "But it's time to pick you back, don't you think it's strange?"

"This is how you came into contact with the books in the store." Instead of a question, Chong Jiu finally figured out what went wrong in the first place.

This bookstore looks small, with countless books. They are the books of thousands of creatures in the world, each of which is very heavy. Only when the memories and traces belonging to this creature disappear completely, will the black book disappear completely.

With so many books, it's really hard to detect subtle problems in a few.Not every hair can be felt when it falls off, which is especially profound after Chongjiu took charge of the bookstore.