The corridor was as quiet as a night in a cemetery.
The three people leaning against the wall did not leave, nor did they have any conversation.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, the air was completely frozen, making people suffocate.
Fortunately, there is no such thing as air in the underworld, because the dead do not need to breathe. So from their calm expressions, we can know that there is nothing that can make them uncomfortable...
About an hour after Xue’er went in, the tightly closed door was slowly pushed open from the inside.
The girl with tears still on her face walked out painfully and still politely closed the door, just like closing Xu Zhe's heart.
"Is he okay?" Yan Wang was the first to ask. Even though his expression was calm, his tone still showed that he cared.
"It's no use..." Xue'er sighed silently, shook her head, and gently wiped the tears from her face. "Since he knew that he was God's 'doll', he hasn't said another word. He leaned on the bed and ignored me.
No matter how I apologized and explained God's intention, he remained indifferent.
He is completely different from the Xu Zhe I know...
Eight years ago, he was so kind and innocent. Even if his classmates did something hurtful or even teased him on purpose, he would just smile and never bear grudges.
But now...
There was no hatred, no excitement, or even any emotion that a human being should have in his eyes..."
"It's only natural. I've been searching for eight years, lonely for eight years, and deceived for eight years. If it's a human, a god or a demon, they would all collapse." Bai Wuchang, dressed as a nurse, leaned against the wall and sarcastically said. Just because of the injury Xu Zhe suffered...
“Bai, watch your tone. The one in front of you is the Moon Goddess Chang'e, a first-level deity.” Although it was just the body of a girl, the King of Hell's words were still shocking.
Even though he was still very angry, Bai Wuchang obediently shut his mouth.
"Sir, we have been out for quite some time, and the situation in the underworld is beginning to become chaotic." Hei Wuchang reported the situation below coldly, and the King of Hell understood what he meant.
"You go back first, we will take care of this place. In two days at most, the Z government will lift the earthquake alert and the citizens will return to the city. Then we will go back." The King of Hell gave specific instructions.
Efficiency and simplicity are the strengths of Hei Wuchang. A black magic array suddenly appeared under his feet, and his whole body naturally sank and disappeared into the air.
"Okay, Fairy Chang'e, you go and have a rest first. Let Bai take care of him here today. Maybe Xu Zhe will be in a better mood tomorrow. Then I will arrange for you to comfort him and let him slowly accept this reality." The King of Hell rarely used honorifics.
Xueer slowly walked towards the exit of the corridor, unable to help looking back at Xu Zhe's room. She was probably expecting Xu Zhe to rush out of the room and yell at her, "It's slow!"
When only the two girls were left in the empty corridor, Bai Wuchang walked to the side of the King of Hell in confusion.
"Sir, I really don't understand. Why would God carry out such a cruel plan? Even if he wanted to escape the shackles of the Three Realms, there is more than one way, right? Why must he choose emotions as a breakthrough point?" Bai Wuchang threw out all the questions he had been holding back for a long time. He only knew about God's manipulation of Xu Zhe a few hours earlier than Xu Zhe. Otherwise, he might not have paid so much attention to this poor child, right
“There is no other way... Because what we need is not just a person who can jump out of the Three Realms, but a powerful person who can jump out of the Three Realms. Human beings are extremely unstable life forms. They have too many emotions and desires that bind their thoughts and control their behaviors. It is for this reason that choosing emotion as a breakthrough is the only key to unlocking the power buried in his body..." At this point, the King of Hell's face was as cold as iron, and his eyes were filled with anger and helplessness.
"Burial power? My lord, isn't he just an ordinary human being?" Bai Wuchang has gradually felt that things are more complicated than he had originally imagined.
"Wrong, there is nothing ordinary about him. His soul is not ordinary, and his body is not simple either. As time goes by and his emotions intensify, he will show more and more that he is extraordinary... Maybe in the end, he will become a more dangerous character than the Nine-Tailed Fox, forcing the guys above to personally come down to earth and kill him even if it means violating the agreement of the gods..." Bai Wuchang knew that his master was not joking, so he made his body, which had not breathed for thousands of years, feel suffocated. "That's why we must make him accept the reality, accept his identity as the messenger of God, and become our partner."
After that, the King of Hell also left the corridor in the direction that Chang'e left, and the specific care work was left to Bai Wuchang.
Because among all people, except for Xue'er who deceived Xu Zhe, Bai Wuchang had the best relationship with him. They had dealt with each other in the underworld for more than a dozen times, and this pair of human gods was the closest.
And when he returned to the ward, Bai Wuchang felt for the first time that Xu Zhe was so strange.
Although there was always a hint of sadness in Xu Zhe's eyes before, now his eyes have lost everything, like a dead object, without any breath of life.
Looking at the mess on the ground, one can imagine how angry he was at that time.
With just one thought, the messy ground was cleaned up in an instant, and the broken infusion bottle disappeared along with the medicine.
Sitting on the chair beside Xu Zhe's bed, Bai Wuchang started talking to him without knowing why. What words could make this human being feel better
"Do you want to eat some fruit?" After thinking for a long time, I finally came up with this sentence.
He raised his hands, and in his empty palms, an apple appeared in one hand, and in the other hand he held a sharp fruit knife, which he began to peel leisurely.
"In the underworld, I was only good at peeling human skin. This is my first time peeling an apple. I'm afraid I won't do it well, please forgive me!" If it were someone else, Bai Wuchang's joke would definitely make them shudder, but here Xu Zhe still didn't react.
"In fact, it's just someone fooling you, why take it so seriously? Look at your peers around you, which one of them doesn't treat love as fast food, and which one doesn't treat women as toys? If you think positively, everything will be over. At worst, I can pick the cutest female ghost for you in the underworld, arrange for her to be reincarnated as the most beautiful woman, and let her love you wholeheartedly, and you only have to wait for a dozen years before you can 'use' her. By then, the old man and the young wife will be so envious that they will die." Bai Wuchang's skill in peeling apples is as bad as his own skill in telling jokes.
"Bai... can you do me a favor?" Suddenly, even Bai Wuchang himself did not expect that Xu Zhe would speak, but his empty eyes did not change.
"No problem. As long as you ask, I will steal even the peaches from the Queen Mother. Damn it, hasn't he been suppressed for five hundred years? Sun Wukong survived it, so I don't believe I can't." Patting his chest and making the promise, Bai Wuchang smiled like a flower.
"Kill me... Use the knife in your hand... Aim at my heart... Just one cut will do..." This was the second time Xu Zhe spoke in a begging tone.
The room fell into silence for a moment...
"Do you really want to die so much?" The smiling Bai Wuchang's face turned cold and he regained his godly dignity.
"Living has no meaning to me anymore. Is there any difference between life and death?" Xu Zhe really didn't know.
"Really? Human beings always like to use death to solve problems. Isn't there a saying that one death means a hundred solutions? But people don't know that there is another world after death, and everyone will be punished for every bad thing they have done in this life, even if they stepped on an ant without knowing it. The Eighteen Hells are full every day, and there are long queues of people waiting to be punished. How many people who committed suicide cried and shouted that they regretted dying so early, wondering why they didn't just grit their teeth, hold on, and live a few more decades. How many levels of hell do you think you can go to for the bad things you have done in this world? Given your current situation, even if you go through the Eighteen Hells for 300 years, you still can't make up for the sins you have committed." There was no intimidation in Bai Wuchang's words.
"Compared to deception... is hell that scary?" Bai Wuchang was unable to answer Xu Zhe's question.
"What about Wu Qian? What mistake did she make? Because you were taken away by that bastard Yaqi, you may not even have a chance to die. Your promise to her and her trust in you, are they all meaningless?" Bai Wuchang's words were powerful, like a heavy hammer, hitting Xu Zhe's dying heart, making this numb man seem to find the consciousness to live.
From this moment on, Xu Zhe didn't say anything else, and Bai Wuchang was just quietly peeling his apple.
Time passed silently until night once again dominated the earth, and then Xu Zhe started moving again.
But this move was beyond everyone's expectations...
Dragging his heavy backpack, wearing patient clothes, and even carrying a crutch under one shoulder, Xu Zhe left the hospital.
Accompanied by the dim street lights, we walked towards the road that seemed to have no end.
Bai Wuchang said nothing, but followed silently behind him, watching Xu Zhe leave clumsily step by step, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face.
But there were people who were puzzled by his actions.
Just under a street lamp in front, Yan Wang and Xue'er were standing there, as if they had been waiting for Xu Zhe.
"Do you want to commit suicide? With your current injuries, you have to report to me before you get out of Wuhan. Yan Wang's young face showed an angry expression, "Bai, didn't I tell you to take good care of him?"
"I saw it, but he didn't listen to me." Bai Wuchang looked innocent.
"Please don't leave. At least wait until your injuries are healed before leaving." Xue'er was begging, as if her eyes had never stopped being wet since she met Xu Zhe.
If it were eight years ago, if it wasn’t for such a request, even if Xu Zhe wanted to die, maybe he would have agreed to Xueer’s request.
Unfortunately, eight years after being deceived, Xu Zhe was enveloped in indifference, which blocked out all other voices.
Walking past the girl he missed, Xu Zhe's eyes no longer had a trace of nostalgia. Not all the love in the past was fake, and not all the eight years of searching was just a game.
But the result was too cruel, so cruel that it made even breathing painful.
It took a long time for Xue'er to react after Xu Zhe walked by her. She couldn't be blamed for being slow, but only because Xu Zhe's gaze was too terrifying.
Even so, Xue'er resolutely turned around, chased after him, and hugged Xu Zhe's waist tightly from behind.
The flowing tears warmed Xu Zhe's spine, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he stopped walking uncontrollably.
"I'm sorry, I know nothing can make up for the harm I've done to you? But even if you hate me, you have to take care of yourself!" These are the most true words buried in the cold heart of God. At this moment, even Xue'er herself couldn't tell whether she was Chang'e on the moon, or Xue'er on earth who loved Xu Zhe deeply.
"I have never hated you for a single moment..." Looking up at the bright moon hanging in the sky, Xu Zhe was smiling, and his smile was so happy, "From the moment I met you, my eyes only moved around you, and my heart beat faster only for you. I even thank God for giving you to my side...
Even if I hate you, I will only hate my own incompetence, my inability to protect you, and making you a pawn of God.
I am the one who should be sorry..."
"No more! No more!" Shaking his head vigorously, Xu Zhe's deep affection was like a mirror, reflecting how ugly he was.
"This is something I owed you in the past, and I'm giving it back to you today..." Xu Zhe gently broke away from Xue'er's embrace and took out a black painting tube from his backpack. From the painting tube, he took out the oil painting he had painted for Xue'er.
Although eight years have passed, what remains unchanged in the painting is its beauty.
The person in Xu Zhe's painting is the most real Cher in his heart, and also the most beautiful moment of Cher. It is like a photo, freezing a moment, a moment of eternal beauty...
"Dedicated to the most beautiful Xue'er in the past. In my heart, you have been like this painting, frozen in the car accident eight years ago. Your love for me and my debt to you were also only frozen at that moment. This time when we met, I saw Chang'e on the moon, a beautiful fairy. Not the shy girl in the human world...
Our story is over..." Xu Zhe kept a happy smile on his face, and crystal tears slid across his cold face. It was the first time that Xu Zhe let people see his tears. Was he reminiscing about everything that happened eight years ago
Holding her own painting, Xueer's hands were shaking, and so was her heart.
"In the name of my Moon God..." Taking a deep breath and wiping away the tears from her eyes, Xue'er regained her cold face that belonged to a god. But when they heard the words she chanted, the King of Hell and Bai Wuchang stood there in shock, speechless, "Thanks to the hazy spirit, I will use the healing technique to restore his healthy body!"
After he finished reciting the words, a strange silver-white totem array appeared in front of Xu Zhe. Before Xu Zhe could react, a silver-white beam of light fell from the moon. It was so bright that it seemed to illuminate the entire city...
When the light faded, Xu Zhe was still standing there, but the difference was that he had discarded the crutches that supported him, and his face became rosy, no longer the decadent look of a patient.
"Is this the healing technique of a first-level god? It's the first time I see it, it's so gorgeous, right?" Bai Wuchang sighed in confusion.
"The healing technique of the Moon Goddess is completely different from that of other gods. It relies on the spiritual energy of the moon to guide the power into the body of the one who receives the blessing, and it is an immortal technique that heals instantly. It is faster than any panacea can achieve..." As a first-level god, the King of Hell knows the mystery of the Moon's technique better, and also knows what kind of punishment one must bear for bestowing the spirit of heaven and earth on a mortal.
If the Jade Emperor gets very angry, he might be struck by five thunders, and it is possible that the body and soul will be destroyed by fear.
"Xu Zhe, I don't owe you anything anymore. Take your things and get out! Never look up at the sky. I'm tired of playing your games. Your usefulness has come to an end. Whether you live or die in the future has nothing to do with me." Xue'er's face was more ferocious than ever. There was only contempt of God for mortals in her eyes.
"Don't pretend to be a bad guy..." For the last time, Xu Zhe hugged the girl in front of him and whispered in her ear, "Your acting is really bad. I will never forget you, never. Goodbye..."
He was really reluctant to leave, but Xu Zhe still carried his heavy backpack and walked towards the distance. Compared with before, his steps became faster and more determined.
"Is it worth it? For such a person, you may sacrifice your life. The Jade Emperor will not let it go." Looking at Xu Zhe's departing back, the King of Hell walked to Chang'e and asked in confusion.
"If I could choose, I would rather be his woman than a god without emotions. I can feel unprecedented warmth from him, but what awaits me in the Moon Palace is only loneliness and coldness." Xue'er was also looking at Xu Zhe's back, but she was smiling, "It's a pity that my healing technique can't remove the blood clot in his head.
If I had more time, I would do the same...”
"This is probably his fate, right? From now on, he will truly break free from the shackles of God and become a true spirit that has escaped the Three Realms." The King of Hell sighed rarely.
"No matter how he changes, he is still Xu Zhe, the kind-hearted Xu Zhe..."