A man staggered down the dimly lit street. He felt that he was probably drunk, his head was dizzy, his legs were weak, and the scenery on the street was shadowy. He couldn't remember where his home was or how to go, he just felt a daze in his head.
But he didn't panic in his heart. His father was the master of the state, who was in charge of the affairs of the state. In this realm, who did not know the name of his second son, Li Chengren and Li Er, even if he was drunk on the street, Naturally, there are those who slap the horse and take him home.
Speaking of which, where have the second-hand scumbags who are with you at ordinary times have gone? Why is no one here to help? When they go back, they will be severely whipped.
By the way, what are their names? I'm hanging out with each other tomorrow, and I can't remember the name suddenly.
Really too drunk.
There was a shadow rubbing past his body, causing him to fight a cold war for no reason. Before he could react, he was hit again.
Li Chengren became annoyed, and these mischievous people were so bold that they dared to hit him, Li Erye.
Dazedly, he reached out to grab the arm of the man in front of him. The man dodged away, turned his face, a pair of light and short eyebrows raised, and looked at him angrily.
On the dim and hazy street, the figures are all chaotic, but only the person who suddenly looked back is particularly clear.
She is still a little lady, at the age of sixteen or seventeen, her limbs and waist are green and slender, which is unique to a young girl.
Li Chengren stared so hard that half of Li Chengren's body was numb, and the wine also woke up most of the time.
"Where did the fairy-like little lady come from, where did she hide in the past, I lived for so many years, and today I saw a real beauty." It has almost become his instinct to flirt with such a beauty, he smiled and stretched out his face. Out of greasy big hands.
The little lady raised her eyebrows and was about to answer when someone stretched out her hand and grabbed her.
"Azhang, don't pay attention, don't delay, let's go." The man said, she was also a woman, her face was hidden in the dark, and her voice was exceptionally gentle and pleasant.
Before Li Chengren could take a closer look at the appearance of the visitor, a palm like suet and white jade had been stretched out in front of him, and the white and tender palm was holding a delicate golden ball that was spinning.
The golden ball dinged softly.
That voice reverberated faintly, lingering for a long time, as if exclaiming from under the coldest ice spring.
Clear, purifying, cold-hearted, detached from the mundane, awakening those who are sleeping from their dreams.
Li Chengren fought a cold war, and his mind became much clearer in an instant.
Right, he remembered.
In today's market, I met a woman from a good family. Although she was wearing a jingchai cloth skirt, she couldn't hide her slender figure and beautiful face, and her soul was hooked at a glance.
The servants who followed him knew what he liked, and quickly coaxed the little lady into a deserted alley. For a while, he was very excited, and his heart was gradually rising, and he slapped the little lady a few ears, stunned her, and was about to force the beautiful woman to be happy regardless.
What the hell is going on? How did you come to this ghost place all of a sudden
Li Chengren felt that something was wrong with his neck, reached out and touched it, and was horrified to find that there was a sharp silver hairpin stuck there.
Do not! This must not be true.
He groped with trembling hands, the slender hairpin penetrated from one end of his neck, the angry tip of the hairpin pierced his neck, and came out bloody from the other direction.
Wet blood streamed down his neck like a spring.
Li Chengren was so panicked that he wanted to shout and opened his mouth, but his teeth were only chattering. He stretched out his hand to ask for help, but the two women in front of him had already left.
"Help... help... I don't want to die."
"I... I'm Second Young Master Li... Help me."
However, he, who usually calls back and forth, seems to be unconcerned in this realm. Li Chengren walked forward tremblingly. He grabbed a passerby who was dressed in neat satin clothes and turned to look at him blankly with a pale face.
"Oh, Li Ergou, you bastard is finally here. You really have eyes." The man said coldly.
He actually recognized this person as an acquaintance who lived near his house, who was always bullied by him in a low voice. But he clearly remembered that this person had been dead for a long time.
Li Chengren let go of his hands numbly, only then did he realize that the man he was holding was wearing a shroud that only the dead would wear when they were buried. And he was actually wearing this kind of clothing.
Li Chengren burst into tears, and crawled and tried to pull the other person. The man turned his face to face him, his eyes bulged, his tongue stuck out, there was a deep dark brown mark on his neck, and his appearance was pale and terrifying. , lifeless.
"No, no, no! I'm not dead, I don't want to die! I don't want to be in this fucking place! Someone help me!"
"Wrong, I was wrong, I'll never do that again! Please someone help me!"
His hoarse cries could not reach the dark and chaotic Fengdu City.
Meng Zhang and Yuan Xiang'er had already passed through countless ghosts and spirits, running forward all the way.
Yuan Xianger's palm has been turning the exquisite golden ball given to her by the misogynist. This exquisite golden ball refines the innate ability of misogynistics, can stabilize the soul, and can shock, arrest, and drive away all ghosts and spirits. It is a weapon for strangers like them to enter the ghost world.
Meng Zhang's hurried footsteps stopped, she gasped and stopped.
In front of her was a white-haired back.
The scrawny old man was holding a hoe, bent slightly, and focused on the small blank piece of land in front of him repeatedly.
There was clearly nothing on the land. Instead, he squatted down, the corners of his wrinkled eyes laughed, and rubbed the soil on the ground with his fingers.
"Why hasn't it bloomed yet? I really hope that purple flowers will bloom soon for Ah Zhang to see."
In front of him, a pair of beautiful golden boots appeared.
The old man raised his head.
A young girl, Pingping, stood in front of him gracefully.
The girl's body was covered with a faint light, full of vigor and vitality, which was incompatible with such a lifeless place.
The dazed eyes of the old man passed over her, and he stretched out his hand to continue picking up the soil in the ground.
"After planting flowers, let's plant some vegetables, both children like to eat them." He kept stroking the land in front of him, but he didn't recognize who was standing in front of him at all.
Meng Zhang looked at the face that looked familiar but completely different.
That face is ravaged and criss-crossed, old-fashioned,
What a handsome and gentle man Ah Shi used to be.
Her hard heart was stinged by the indifference of time.
Now Ah Shi is in a daze, separated from her yin and yang, she can no longer hug her with a smile, and she can't even recognize who she is.
The voice of the golden bell rang in the thick fog, and Shi Huaiting's eyes began to gradually become clearer.
He seemed to have had a long and hazy dream. When he woke up from the dream, the person who had lived in his heart all his life, Qiao Shengsheng appeared in front of him.
"Ashi, I'm here to see you." The man looked at him calmly and greeted him like he used to.
The soil in his hands fell to the ground, Shi Huaiting's lips trembled, he suddenly turned his head and turned his back to Meng Zhang.
"What's wrong with you? Ah Shi, turn around and let me take a good look at you." Meng Zhang asked in confusion.
"No... I'm already old," the old man with a hunched back said in a low voice, "I'm too old, A Zhang, I don't want you to see me like this."
No one knows better than Shi Huaiting what kind of prince A Zhang likes.
He is a relatively pure human in the family. Since he became an adult, the people in the family have been forcing him, hoping that he can become the pet of a certain demon, so as to bring a steady stream of wealth and rewards to the family.
That day, Shi Huaiting, who was depressed, slipped out of Chishi Town and got into the White Penny Forest with snow-white branches.
"I'd rather be poor than be a demon's pet. I don't want to die like the people in the town who gave up their dignity to please the demon for a living. Those people even brought back descendants mixed with the blood of the demon, which led to the death of our human race. The blood is getting thinner and thinner." The young Shi Huaiting thought silently as he walked through the woods.
At this moment, a beautiful face hangs down from the gleaming white pole branches,
"Ah, what a beautiful little man. I like you. Would you like to come to my house with me?"
Later, in the days when they were together, the most thing Azhang said to him was to praise him for his beauty.
Ash, you are so beautiful.
Ah Shi, you are so beautiful, anywhere is beautiful.
Don't block it, show it to me, I like it very much.
What A Zhang likes is his handsome face and youthful body, and Shi Huaiting knows this very well.
But what can I do, even if I know that the other party is just a heartless monster, I still have no choice but to fall.
Everything is of one's own accord, isn't it
He quietly curled up his wrinkled fingers, and an old and hoarse voice came out,
"Azhang, you can come to see me at the end. I'm really happy." After he said that, his voice became unsteady and he closed his eyes, "Please... don't look at me now, at least let me The best looks can stay in your memory. Leave, A Zhang."
There was silence around him, and Shi Huaiting opened his eyes. The face that he had dreamed about a thousand times in his dreams was standing right in front of him.
"I like the way you look now, too." Meng Zhang looked at him carefully and smiled, "You know, I never bother to lie. Ah Shi, how can you be so good, you look so good even in old age."
"Wrinkles look good, and white hair doesn't smell good. I like them all."
"Don't block, give me a good look."
She wanted to reach out and touch his face, but unfortunately she felt empty, and her hand passed through the void, showing that there was life and death between the two, and the two ends of yin and yang.
Shi Huaiting lowered his head, Meng Zhang stood on tiptoe, and their lips touched each other.
no physical contact,
But both of them clearly felt the tingling sensation of electric shock passing through their lips, and the strong feeling spread all over the limbs, and it was so hot that the apex of the heart was numb.
Two clear tears fell from the corners of Shi Huaiting's eyes. Sixty years of hopeless waiting was concentrated in this little drop. Those invisible tears penetrated Meng Zhang's body and landed in the dust.
Meng Zhang's fingers clenched tightly.
When Nan He said those few words to him yesterday, she felt rigid and meaningless and couldn't understand.
At this moment, the voice resounded in my ears again.
You can't help but want him, desperate to just be with him.
Whenever we embrace each other, it is the happiest thing in the world.
Yes, she wants Ah Shi. She understood her own mind.
She is a dragon, one of the most powerful creatures in the world, as long as she wants something, there is nothing she can't do.
She has many ways to achieve it. You can put Ah Shi's soul in Yuan Xiang'er's exquisite ball and bring him back. Refine a body for him, make him a puppet like Tian Wu, let him accompany him forever and ever, and become a servant who obeys his orders.
Feel free to enjoy his body anytime, anywhere and tease his soul. There is always endless happiness.
Ah Shi, who was in front of him, raised his body to look at her, and gave her a faint smile.
That smile was gentle and calm, as if time had never passed, and it was still the same as when he was young.
"Azhang, thank you. I no longer have any regrets in my heart, and I feel as if I'm leaving. I only wish you a happy life." He said these words, ready to accept the upcoming true farewell.
He has waited for me all his life, as long as I speak, he will definitely be willing, willing to be my puppet, willing to give up reincarnation and stay by my side forever, right
Meng Zhang remembered Tian Wu who lived on the bottom of the sea,
In fact, there is no real eternity in this world. Even dragons will have their lifespans over one day. His mother has been gone for more than ten thousand years, but Tian Wu is still left in the world, savouring eternity alone and lonely, and death may be a luxury for him.
Although it makes me happy. But he will also lose his freedom forever, lose the chance of reincarnation, and even the memory of his soul will gradually disappear in the endless years.
No no no, nothing to think about, why not do it, there's nothing wrong with making yourself happy.
Shi Huaiting's voice still came softly, "If you want, please go and see those two children. I didn't fulfill my father's responsibilities, and I feel very sorry for them."
His figure has gradually begun to fade, and the little lights overflowed from his body and flew towards the sky.
"Azhang, do you want to keep him for a while? Otherwise, he will leave soon." Yuan Xianger reminded Mengzhang.
Meng Zhang stared at the person who was about to dissipate in front of him. There was a stabbing pain in his palm, and his clenched fist fingers even cut his palm.
Her lips parted, but nothing came out.
Shi Huaiting's voice began to become void,
"They are all very cute children, our children. Shi Fu's eyebrows are like yours, and Shi Jun's mouth is like yours."
"Azhang, I've been too embarrassed to speak. I like you too."
"Like everywhere you are."
Meng Zhang never said a word, those words burned in his heart again and again, and let the scalding hold on to burn his tender heart with scars.
She remained silent after all.
The gleaming brilliance of the soul circled around Meng Zhang, reluctantly ascended into the sky, and flew towards the world.
"Okay, I see." Meng Zhang said softly.
…
There was a commotion in the lifeless Fengdu City, and Nan He, who was standing on the towering city wall, stood up.
Looking up, countless ghosts converged towards a certain place in the city like a tide. Farther away, in the depths of the netherworld, pale and huge ghosts, staggeringly emerged from the darkness and walked towards the city.
This is the chaos that will only be caused when living beings enter the city.
The two figures rushed towards him like meteors, the huge and exquisite golden balls always followed behind them, and the lingering bells stunned the layers of evil spirits behind them that made the scalp tingling.
Nan He transformed into a Heavenly Wolf, loaded Yuan Xianger and Meng Zhang, and flew into the sky with all his strength.
The hordes of ghosts underfoot chased after them for a long time, and finally dispersed slowly.
"Did it work?" Nan He asked.
"I saw someone, but..." Yuan Xiang'er glanced at Meng Zhang behind her.
"I made a mistake yesterday." Meng Zhang turned to look at Fengdu Guifu behind him, his beautiful long hair fluttering in the wind, "I know I was wrong, even the strongest person has unavoidable regrets."
In that ghostly ghost city, a thin ray of brilliance is slowly rising to the sky,
I am stronger than him, and for him, I chose to let myself suffer regrets.
Lost a lovely person, only to know what love is.
Even as the strongest in the world, there will always be moments of remorse.
I once didn't know what love and hate were, and there were no traces of the long years of my life.
Perhaps the meaning of the pain in the heart at this moment is the true meaning of surviving in the world.