The villain master dressed as a sick and charming male protagonist

When he couldn't get an answer, Zhong Zishu didn't ask any more questions. The moment he stepped out of the room, his heart couldn't help trembling, and then a boundless sense of loss hit him.

Zhong Zishu is very tired of this kind of emotion, which shouldn't belong to him.

"After that, we won't see each other again. Ayan, take care all the way." After saying this in a hoarse voice, Zhong Zishu left the inn without looking back.

It's late at night...

Yan Cangming didn't care about his sadness, he got up anyway and went to find the boss.

And here, Zhong Zishu embarked on his way home alone.

Not long after walking, a carriage was hurrying up.

"Guest officer, guest officer, wait..."

Zhong Zishu turned around in surprise, the boss jumped down from the carriage, bent over, and said respectfully: "It's more serious, if the guest officer wants to go back to the capital, it will take ten days and a half months on foot. I will take the son for a ride, please get on the carriage."

Zhong Zishu looked around subconsciously, and the feeling of loss in his heart made him unable to be happy at all.

I wanted to refuse...

But the boss said: "Guest officer, get in the car. This old man will definitely send you back safely, and that god will not come either."

In the end, Zhong Zishu got into the car.

The carriage slowly drove on the official road, the boss held the Queen's order in his hand, the road was unimpeded, and there was also someone secretly escorting him along the way.

When the boss sent the man to the courtyard, Zhong Zishu thanked him and took the silver to pay the fare, but the boss confiscated it. After a while of deliberation, he asked a little embarrassedly: "Can the guest listen to the old man?"

Zhong Zishu was taken aback, then remained silent for a moment, and said, "Boss, please tell me."

The boss sighed twice, and said, "Sir, has it never occurred to you that even ordinary people can recognize you, let alone that god who misses you so much?"

Zhong Zishu didn't look up, but his fingers under his sleeves were tightly clenched.There are some things that I don't understand, but I don't want to think deeply.

The boss continued: "Guest officer, sometimes, if some people really let go, it will be a lifetime thing."

"Guest officer, why don't you face your own heart and give yourself a choice?"

"Guest officer, you know better than anyone else that if you leave, that godly lord will not be able to survive this winter." The boss seemed to have tears in his eyes, but he stopped talking and drove towards Time's way back.

Yan Cangming didn't follow, he knew in his heart, unless Zhong Zishu was willing.Otherwise, he would never be able to recall his master.

It seems to have returned to that sluggish day, drinking pot after pot of wine, and carving one after another by the little wooden figures.

Xun Li is in the lamp, seeing his beloved in the mire, but there is nothing he can do.This made him, unbearable, start to hate and blame himself at the same time.

Ever since he returned to the courtyard, Zhong Zishu didn't dare to go back to the room where they stayed.

Yes, he suddenly had their memories in his mind.

He couldn't take off the ring on his left hand no matter what. The past was vivid and clearer.

It was clear that he himself could be on the scene.Even, I can feel the emotional progress of releasing Xunli, as if that person is really him.

But reason keeps suppressing him, Zhong Zishu tells himself over and over again that he is Zhong Zishu, not Xunli.

He's not a stand-in for anyone.

The person Yan Cangming loves is not him either.

When the boss came back, Yan Cangming was no longer there, the water in the bathtub in the room had been cold for a long time, and the hot tea on the table was also cold.

The boss didn't ask Xiao Er to clean up the room. Here, he would come to clean it every two days, and he did everything by himself.

Yan Cangming didn't go anywhere, but just went back to the Demon Realm. Few people know that the Demon Realm also has a nine-fold land boundary. There is a barrier here, which is also a forbidden area of ​​the Demon Realm.

There is nothing dangerous here, just a lonely grave.

It was cleaned very cleanly, with the words "Tomb of Beloved Wife Yaner."

Yan Mo hated his mother very much, but all the year round, he was also responsible for sweeping her mother's grave.Yan Cangming didn't understand when he was young, but when Master found out that his mother was wronged, he understood.

Yan Cangming rarely came here, because Yan Mo always said that his mother was a sinner, a traitor who betrayed the entire devil world, so he was not allowed to come to worship.

He had sneaked here a few times when he was young, and every time he would be beaten half to death and thrown back.

Later, when I became sensible, I didn't want my mother to see me in such a mess, so gradually, I stopped coming.

Yan Cangming sealed the soul-gathering lamp so that Xunli could not hear what was going on outside, but walked over silently, knelt in front of the tombstone, lit a few sticks of incense, took out a few jars of wine, and began to drink desperately.

After pouring to the back, my mind is not very clear.

Yan Cangming just smiled lightly, but the laughter was so sad, he said softly: "Mother, why did you leave so early? Why...don't teach Ayan how to love..."

Yan Cangming didn't cry, but his eyes were red and tight: "It would be great if Ah Yan had a mother..."

If Ayan had a mother, maybe someone could pull him back when he was obsessed with his obsession, so that Master would not be so painful.

If Ayan had a mother, maybe... maybe he wouldn't have lived such a hard life.

but……

Ayan has no mother.

A Yan only has a master.

but then……

Master doesn't want him anymore.

With a dizzy head, Yan Cangming knelt in front of his mother's tomb, chattering, and chuckling from time to time, as if he was really reminiscing about the old days.

At this time, in a corner not far away, there was also a person standing, who had completely merged into the darkness.

He looked at Yan Cangming kneeling there, thinking of his mother over and over again, occasionally calling out a few words of master, and he felt really uncomfortable.

After Xun Li passed away that year, the matter of Long Nu became known to the world, he couldn't feel sorry for Yan'er, nor could he feel sorry for Yan Cangming.

For so many years, he has been hiding here like a dark shadow.

He thought that after many years, his stupid son could let go.

Unexpectedly, his son went to hell like he did back then.His son, more promising than him, at least brought back Xunli's soul.

but……

As long as Yan Cangming knelt, he stood in the dark.

After Yan Cangming left, Yan Mo walked out from the darkness, stood quietly in front of the tomb for a long time, and finally said: "Yan'er, I owe you both, I'm afraid it will never be repaid."

Yan Mo finally left the Nine Layer Realm and headed directly towards the God Realm. His Yan'er was gone, so he couldn't let his daughter-in-law disappear.

If the group of old things in the God Realm can't come up with a solution, he will directly kill the Emperor of Heaven and use it as the body of his daughter-in-law.

Yan Mo knew very well that in this world, apart from Xunli's own body, only the Emperor of Heaven could carry Xunli's powerful soul. If he couldn't find a good solution, he would kill the Emperor of Heaven.

Where the hell are there so many twists and turns!

He also has to go to Hell, so that bastard Hades will take the ghost soldiers to find other spirits of his daughter-in-law, his grandma, and if he can't find him, Hell will be demolished!

It's much better for everyone to perform their own duties than for a son to cry and find a wife all by himself!