[Yang Chan] Fei Tian

A whip swung down, and there was a mournful howl.The Orion with a broken leg was leaning against the corner of the wall, hiding. There was nowhere to hide. He could only raise his hands to cover his face, as if he could block the torrential rain.

"Are you afraid of me?" Yang Chan insisted on whipping, only a dark silhouette remained in the dark room.

Orion was speechless.Just like the fox he killed, in this situation, he has become someone else's prey.Unexpectedly, this is more terrifying than death.

Yang Chan doesn't want him to die, all he wants is to force out his lifelong fear!

"Are you afraid of me?" Yang Chan asked again, another whip was swung down, and Orion's body was covered with bloodstains.

So, this person couldn't even shout.

"You are afraid of me," Yang Chan replied, "you should be afraid."

She touched the man's heavenly spirit with one palm, and she read his fear and his heart.That frightened, sad and weak soul tortured her to the fullest, handing over decades of memories to her...

——A hunter, before he died and after he was frightened, a memory was still attached to his pregnant wife.

"Is this your wife?" Yang Chan closed her eyes, looking at the face in the man's memory, "I remember."

A light sentence made the Orion even more frightened!

"You...remember what?!" One hand pinched Yang Chan's wrist—even though his body was trembling, his throat was hoarse, and he was crawling on the ground like a disabled dog, he instinctively exerted his last bit of strength. "It has nothing to do with my family...you...please...let them go..."

"Huh? You beg me?" Yang Chan noticed something, and said suddenly, "Oh, so compared to your own life, are you more afraid of this?"

"Please..." The voice was humble and begging...

"Please?" Yang Chan smiled and shook her head, "It's better to pray, let me get back the blind fear in the seven emotions as soon as possible!"

Yu Tianling's palm gesture came out again, and the Orion rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

She squatted down and took a breath—fortunately, there was still one breath left, and she could continue to use it.

The door of the dark room was pushed open, and that was the end of today.

Long Yan waited outside, it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

"What are you doing?" Yang Chan casually brushed off his sleeves, "Aren't you going to see your son?"

"He... is still alive?" Long Yan asked.

Yang Chan glanced at him: "You mean the one in the room? Of course he's still alive, the refining process hasn't been completed yet, so he can't die yet."

"Let him go," Long Yan sighed, "He still has a family to support."

It's still that face with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, but suppressing all kinds of emotions... Is it hatred?

Yang Chan stared at him and stopped moving.

"You pleaded for him?"

"Yes..." Long Yan said.

"Why?" Yang Chan narrowed her eyes and walked up to him, "Don't tell me, it's because of 'poor' again."

"Yes, because of 'poor'," Long Yan said unchanged, "you are the poor one."

"Me?" Yang Chan was puzzled.

"Loveless and heartbroken, there has never been such a person in the world... How can you not be pitiful..." Long Yan looked at her with pity in his eyes, but in an instant, it darkened again, "However, you put your How pitiful you are, passing it on to others... In order to make up for your seven emotions, these mortals, should they really deserve to die?!"

"I didn't say I wanted to kill him." Yang Chan argued.

Long Yan bowed his head and remained silent.

"Of course, I won't let him go," Yang Chan said with a flick of his sleeves, "If a major event is not accomplished, there must be sacrifices. I have been looking for that underground thing for more than 1000 years, and I don't want to wait another thousand years! Long Yan, if you don't speak, you must If you don't agree with me...I don't care if you accept it or not, just tell me what to do, as for the rest, I will do it myself, and I will recite it myself!"

"Look at him!" she ordered, "don't let him run away...Of course, he can't run away either."

Long Yan responded and stood by the door as promised.Yang Chan moved, walked out of the palace gate, and came to the courtyard.

Ye Jianan was lying on the edge of the water, weeping, not knowing whether it was for Cheng'er or for himself.

At this time, the monster shape has not faded, with a fox face, but wearing a human costume, he reflected his own reflection in a pool of stream water, and recognized his true face - he is a monster, as long as he reveals himself for a day , then this life will be a demon!

"Are you sad and desperate?" Yang Chan stood behind him, her reflection reflected in the water.

Canaan was startled, as if she wanted to tell Yang Chan something, but the mournful fox sound was still in her throat.

Yang Chan turned around and chose a stone bench to sit down.

"Don't cry anymore," she said to him with a cold face, "Canaan, come here."

Canaan came over, acting a little cautiously, not daring to get too close.

Yang Chan thought for a while, turned into Ye Linlang, and said, "Canaan, come here."

After hesitating for a moment, Canaan threw himself into her arms, sobbing again.

She smoothed the hair on the back of his head and said in a low voice, "Canaan, enough crying, I'll tell you a story."

Hearing that, the cry stopped for a while.

"When I was eight years old, I raised a mink with snow-white fur, which was very beautiful. At that time, my second brother and I were felons, shameful, and my second brother told me not to leave his master's cave... As a result, That day my mink disappeared, so I went down the mountain anyway."

Ye Jianan raised his head, staring at Yang Chan with two dark eyes without blinking, listening to her.

"Later, you should know. My mink is the same as Cheng'er... When I found him, his skin was neatly coded with seven other skins of his kind, waiting to be sent to exchange for his things," Yang Chan was still smoothing Canaan's fur, and his tone softened a lot, "Eight minks mean eight lives, Canaan, do you know what I did afterwards?"

She paused: "In one night, I killed four members of that Orion's family, four people, and I couldn't pay for eight lives. Calculated, it should be cheap... But I made such a big mistake, and I was sued by the villagers to the heavenly court." , the Heavenly Soldiers came. Guess what I did afterwards?"

"I dealt with the Heavenly Soldiers, then rushed down the mountain, and slaughtered the whole village! From then on, I was grounded by my second brother, and I was not allowed to go down the mountain, and even the gate of the mountain was not allowed. I was imprisoned for decades! "

……

"Second brother, I found it, and this is fun," she smiled maliciously in the raging firelight, "Killing people—it's fun!"

……

"But, I found it!" Yang Chan laughed, "I found the fun! I don't care what the world thinks of me! What I want is just a moment of fun! So what the hell!"

Canaan listened quietly.

"So, what are people like, so what about monsters! Your mother has guarded the mountain for many years, doing good deeds and helping others, but after all, she can't resist becoming a demon in one day! I told her the story just now, but you know, I told her The story told is different from yours... Can you tell the truth? What is true and what is false in this world? Do you see the beautiful scenery of this cave mountain? Is it true? Is it an illusion? You are a fox or a human, can you tell? Do you want to tell?!"

—Do you want to clarify? !

This question stunned the fox in her arms.

The hand stroking the back of his head exerted force secretly, and the animal hair on Canaan's body gradually faded away.

"Remember, a fox that can't lie is a stupid fox, a dead fox! Cheng'er is lying there, just to give you a warning: living is better than dead. Now, are you still sad? ?”

She moved her hand away, and the child in her arms had returned to the appearance of a child.

Canaan looked at the small fox grave in the corner of the cave. There was an orange buried in the tomb. It would not move, but its brothers and sisters were still alive, and they could still accompany Canaan to continue the future. road.

What is alive is real; what is dead is illusion...

Then, his father pushed the door out and reported to Yang Chan in a deep voice: "That man... is dead..."

And his hands were stained with blood.