When the Sand Sculptures penetrated the crematorium literature [Quick Transmigration]

When Yan Qing'an yelled "pain",

He Heng's pupils trembled slightly, and he already had a vague premonition of "bad" in his heart.

But he still looked at the person in front of him a few times without giving up, trying to find the characteristics of a monster from the other person.

During the rush, He Heng's palm accidentally brushed across the undulating curve of the opponent's waist and hips.

At this moment, his tail froze in mid-air.

He Heng is full of thoughts, if this is the real master, how will he explain it later?

And Yan Qingan's ears were almost as hot as boiled shrimps. He didn't know what He Heng was thinking, but he felt a burning sensation and a little numbness on the piece of skin touched by He Heng's palm. Numb, he subconsciously shouted:

"Don't touch it!"

"You're about to let me go."

Just at this moment, a gust of wind blew past, and there was a small sound of "Xi Xi Shu Suo" in the woods. The black shadow just passed through the dead trees beside the two at a very fast speed, and Zhou Yue Then he followed closely with his long sword on his feet.

After seeing the two lying on the ground, Zhou Yue couldn't help but freeze, and stopped in mid-air, even forgetting to continue chasing the monster.

He first looked at He Heng in a daze and said:

"He Heng? So you are here?"

"I still wonder where you were just now."

Immediately, Zhou Yue turned his gaze, and after noticing Yan Qing'an who was bound by the red rope, his expression looked a little subtle again,

"Is Daoist Yan here?"

"Then I won't bother you, I'll go catch that monster first."

After finishing speaking, he left like a gust of wind, leaving He Heng alone in the wind.

Then he changed his mind,

Zhou Yue has yin and yang eyes, he may be confused by monsters, but he will never admit his mistake.

Since he called the other party "Yan Daochang", then the person under him who was tied up with the demon rope at the moment

It could only be his master.

hateful!

He Heng's heart immediately clicked, and his tail and ears stood up because of excessive nervousness.

While reaching out to untie the knot on the opponent's body, he tried to change the subject, "Master, why are you here?"

Yan Qing'an moved his somewhat numb wrist,

"You haven't come back for so long, I thought something happened, so I came to look for you, but who knew that I would be arrested as soon as I came"

At this moment, He Heng noticed the red marks on his body, he hurriedly held Yan Qing'an's wrist that had been rubbed red by the rope and said:

"Does it hurt?"

"You tied me—"

Yan Qing'an, who was finally released by He Heng, only felt aggrieved, so when he said this sentence, he deliberately dragged the end of the sentence for a long time.

Hearing this, He Heng really became more and more at a loss. He hurriedly hugged the man halfway into his arms, and then blew a few breaths of cool air on the red marks on his wrists.

"Blow it, blow it, it won't hurt anymore."

The wrist was pinched in the palm of the other party, and it felt a little itchy and cool to the touch, and the big tail behind him was still sweeping back and forth.

At this time, the distance between the two was very close. He Heng would touch the tip of his nose whenever he lowered his head, and Yan Qing'an's eyes became a little cramped. I hurriedly found a topic to divert my attention,

"Is the monster still outside?"

"Aren't you going to hunt monsters?"

"Oh, yes." He Heng suddenly remembered something when he heard what the other party said, and his ears perked up again, "Yes, the monster is still outside, I'm going to catch the monster."

He picked up the sword from the ground almost whispering to himself.

Seeing He Heng's silly look, Yan Qing'an subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth

I don't know why, since the other party has grown ears and a tail, it seems to often look silly?

desolate forest,

He Heng and Yan Qing'an quickly followed Zhou Yue's traces along the road and Yu Jian rushed to the place where he and the monster were.

However, the moment the two stepped into that area, an ominous premonition rose in their hearts.

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, as if the surrounding air had been sucked dry, and gusts of gloomy wind blew past, making people feel chills on their backs.

He Heng looked down subconsciously, and saw a few dead leaves on the soles of his feet being blown up by the wind, revealing the vertical and horizontal gray lines of the underground ravine, which looked vaguely like a straight triangular point.

It looks like it was artificially painted.

"Damn it, I was just wondering why it's here to hang around with us."

At this moment, Zhou Yue's voice suddenly sounded from beside his ears,

"I didn't expect to be caught by that monster."

In the next second, the temperature in the air seemed to drop a little more, and the creepy laughter of "giggling" came from all directions one after another.

He Heng looked up at him and said, "What kind of magic circle is this?"

"Four-image illusion."

Zhou Yue spat out four words succinctly, and then explained: "The moment I strayed into the formation just now, I finally knew what kind of monster it was."

"Why do the monsters we have been catching always change their forms, and frequently create the illusion of those demonized corpses?"

"Because it is a thousand-faced demon fox, especially good at using illusion, and just now he showed his original shape in this formation."

When Zhou Yue's voice fell, He Heng saw nine tails growing out of the black shadow that shuttled back and forth on the ancient bushes, but its face kept changing, from a human face to a snake demon. , Rabbit Demon, Rat Demon and other small monsters, but they have never been finalized.

During this gap, He Heng tried to mobilize his internal energy to break through the confinement of the formation. The black mist around him began to loom in an instant, but the true energy circulating in the dantian seemed to be restricted and began to stagnate, making him unable to exert force at all.

"Is there no way to break this four-image illusion?"

Because of that sense of powerlessness, He Heng's voice was tinged with anger.

Zhou Yue shook his head,

"Sixiang Illusion, as the name suggests, is a magic circle composed of the four emotions of 'joy, anger, sorrow, and joy'. The difficulty lies not in how strong its magic power is, but in the fact that it will immerse you in I can't extricate myself from my emotions, and what's more, I will encounter my own demons in the illusion. There is no way to break through this formation, and it can only be resolved by ability."

He Heng subconsciously said: "Demon?"

But the moment he said these words, he felt his whole body turned upside down, and his voice sounded a little unreal, as if it came from far away.

He Heng vaguely felt that this should be the illusion starting to take effect gradually.

"Yes, the devil in your heart is the deepest obsession in your heart"

This was the last sentence he heard.

At the moment when he felt his feet were about to float off the ground, He Heng's eyes fixed on Yan Qing'an's gradually blurred face, he thought in a daze,

What would be your own inner demon?

In the next second, He Heng fell into an illusion

In front of you is Dengxiantai standing in the misty clouds,

Yan Qing'an wore a white Taoist robe, his black hair was tied up with a hairpin, and he held a long sword. Under the eyes of all the people, he became the first mortal to cross the immortal platform.

Thousands of ascetics looked up at him with admiring eyes from below.

And at the moment when he crossed the immortal platform, he glanced back, leaving He Heng with a silhouette of desire and desire, his eyes were cold and without any warmth, like an exiled immortal who has no nostalgia for the world.

That cold feeling made He Heng feel as if someone had stabbed him somewhere in his heart.

The next second, the white figure in front of him began to fall at a rapid speed the moment he crossed the immortal platform, and Yan Qing'an's white clothes were suddenly stained with mottled blood, every few meters he fell, his cultivation level dissipated a bit.

The scene in front of him was like a double-speed slideshow, and the damage caused to him by the original owner began to be staged one after another.

"No."

In He Heng's mind, he frantically shouted "No."

But he was powerless to stop what was happening in front of him. In the end, Yan Qing'an lost his inner alchemy, lost his cultivation, and fell powerlessly in a pool of blood, surrounded by ascetics holding long swords and watching coldly.

At this moment, He Heng's heart was filled with endless anger and pain.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind,

【Wake up. 】

He Heng immediately looked around in a panic, trying to find the source of the sound,

"Who are you? Why are you hiding in the dark and refusing to come out? Are you the thousand-faced demon fox who controls me into an illusion?"

【】

[I am a thousand-faced demon fox with a hammer, and I am your system 996. 】

He Heng: "Grass."

"You said it earlier."

I almost forgot I had a system.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head to look at the person who had fallen into the pool of blood, his pupils tightened suddenly,

"So everything here is fake?"

【No. 】

[If he hadn't met the original owner, Yan Qing'an would have crossed the immortal platform and become the first mortal to become a fairy. 】

[This is an illusion, not completely. There is a causal connection between everything. Every different choice you make will lead you to a different fork. You can use this as a map leading to a different fork. map. 】

【It's just that if I'm here, you won't be caught in these scenes,】

The moment 996 finished speaking, the scene in front of him began to change rapidly again, a swamp like blood spread up, covering He Heng's calf, and the crazy cries of monsters filled his ears.

Those voices seemed to come from all directions, and they were extremely penetrating, making people's eardrums tingle.

For some reason, those Cangshan monsters who had previously escaped the seal gathered together again at this moment. They seemed to have broken through some kind of confinement and opened the door to the demon world from the human world. For a time, the three thousand worlds once again fell into a world shrouded in darkness. among.

All this requires someone to bear the blame,

In order to protect him, Yan Qing'an once again became the target of public criticism in the cultivation world. He endured the cruel whipping for violating Taoist rules, but without the inner alchemy to protect his body, those whip marks left a trail of scars on his back. Glaring bloodstains.

But in the illusion, He Heng could only stand aside and watch, he couldn't speak, he couldn't blend into the scene, he couldn't do anything.

The cold mechanical sound suddenly sounded at this moment,

【You do not want】

But before 996 finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by another voice,

"do you know?"

The voice was high-pitched and thin, exactly the same as the creepy "giggle" laughter that He Heng and the others often heard before.

He Heng immediately realized that it was the thousand-faced demon fox talking to him. Thinking of it, he immediately became alert, but he heard the voice and continued:

"Did you know? In fact, the inner alchemy that your master took away from you, you can find a way to take it out and return it to him."

"Those righteous people just don't want to tell you."

He Heng's pupils trembled again

In Yan Qing'an's illusion,

Surrounded by the sound of turbulent waves crashing on the shore, the air was slightly damp and salty, and my ears were filled with shouts one after another.

Are you on a boat?

Yan Qing'an could see panicked crew members and servants running around the deck, but he couldn't see himself.

He could only see his own hands, and when he lowered his head, there was another misty void.

So who are you?

But at this moment, someone on the side of the deck was calling his name.

Yan Qing'an couldn't hear the specific words, but he was sure that it was calling his name.

He ran over eagerly, only to see that half of He Heng's body on the outside of the deck was almost swallowed by the waves, and horrible blood was still flowing from his chest.

The moment he caught a glimpse of this scene, a burst of extremely strong emotions suddenly surged in his heart, as if all the love and affection that had been sealed were backlashed back at this moment.

He couldn't speak, so he could only reach out and pull the other party.

But the waves were too fierce, and he was a man with only two hands, without even a body, so it was impossible to pull He Heng up from below.

The moment He Heng fell, the surface of the sea instantly turned into an endless abyss, and the deck below him also quickly dissipated at this moment

But Yan Qing'an only had one thought left in his mind, that is,

He Heng is dead.

Because he failed to pull him up, He Heng died.

Sadness and self-blame gradually devoured him like a bottomless pit. Yan Qing'an felt that his whole body was falling rapidly into the abyss, and he was about to be overwhelmed by this extremely painful emotion.

Just at the moment of falling, he suddenly had an idea,

If he allowed this emotion to continue, then he would sink into this abyss completely, and he would never be able to escape.

At this moment, countless shattered memory fragments flashed through Yan Qingan's mind. These fragments were intertwined and intertwined, as if forming a film, passing through his mind in series like a horse watching flowers.

All are daily clips of He Heng interacting with himself,

There is the appearance of the other party growing a fluffy tail,

There is also the look of him getting drunk and losing his temper,

And he told himself

Want to have a baby with yourself?

child?

Thinking of this, the sadness that was lingering around Yan Qing'an dissipated in an instant. At this moment, he only felt his mind "buzzing".

Yan Qing'an felt that he finally found the problem of this illusion.

He Heng is not dead,

he will not die.

Everything he saw just now was just an illusion used to confuse people's hearts.

Yes indeed,

How could he die if he hadn't had a child with him yet?

As his brain was gradually dominated by this thought, Yan Qingan felt that the speed of his descent began to slow down, and the endless sadness dissipated, and finally, the scene in front of him became blurred again

When Yan Qing'an slowly opened his eyes again, a dazzling golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it.

At the same time, the cry of the baby and the congratulations of the midwife rang in my ears,

"Ma'am, it's a son!"

Because he was in a dream, Yan Qing'an didn't feel how weird the scene in front of him was, he just wanted to take a look at his child as soon as possible.

In the next second, He Heng, who still had a wolf's tail and ears, sat beside his bed with the infant baby in his arms, with a look of relief on his face.

Yan Qing'an took a closer look, and saw that the baby in the swaddle had a gray and white interlaced dog tail and dog ears, and it was a hybrid at first glance!

He felt like he couldn't breathe right now, but the other party didn't give him a break to catch his breath. He Heng immediately hit the iron while it was hot:

"Ma'am, look, how beautiful our dog son is."

There is quite a sense of pride in the words.

Before Yan Qing'an's eyes darkened and he left the dream completely, the last thought in his mind was,

Why did the wolf and the fox have a dog?

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