He decided to enter Hades again.
It's ridiculous that he was never injured in the evil god's territory, but he was plotted here by his companion Jidu Xingjun. He lost all his memory, searched hard for the past, and waited year after year.
If this time fails again, there will no longer be a Rong Yu in the world, and he may have to repeat the time when he was at a loss before.
Someone asked him if it was worth it.
In fact, it doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not, there is only one thing left in his life. Otherwise, he can't think of the meaning of his existence.
As he approached, the heavy rusted bronze door seemed to make a low-pitched opening sound. He saw that the door of nothingness in front of him had opened, and he passed through the bronze door and walked firmly into the depths of the Hades. Behind him, Yewangchuan smoke filled the air, and the green mountains in the distance could be seen gracefully.
He felt that the ancient words in the depths of his Yuanshen began to swim and disillusion, and slowly became hot, as if to burn out his sanity. A dark, hoarse voice is calling from a distance: "Who are you?"
who I am? who I am…
You are not supposed to come in here.
The voice suddenly became ironic: "You don't even remember who you are, and in the end you just became a bone here."
The voice was getting closer and closer, Liu Weiyang opened his eyes wide, as if seeing Jidu Xingjun walking slowly in front of him, his brows were pale, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was vague and cold: "Emperor Zixu, let go of your hand. "
Let go
Liu Weiyang looked down, and it turned out to be Huangquan Road filled with smoke and water. He volleyed onto the steps of the Nether Palace, and his fingertips were already dripping with blood. He couldn't let go, he was full of death energy now, as long as he let go, he would be smothered by the Underworld and enter the Yellow Spring Road, becoming one of thousands of ghosts and corpses, and he would never be aware of it again.
Jidu Xingjun took a step forward and stepped on his fingers.
Liu Weiyang's pupils shrank, although he subconsciously knew that it was all an illusion, he still couldn't get rid of it. Even the pain from the fingers is real.
The ancient words in the depths of the primordial spirit roamed fast.
"where is this place?"
"Liuzhou Weiyang."
"What was my original name?"
"What do you say?"
Liuzhou Weiyang.
He woke up suddenly, the phantom of Jidu Xingjun shattered in front of him, everything around seemed to be tangled and twisted, and suddenly the white light exploded, and he seemed to have entered another dream.
In the dream, a woman with a snake body stood in front of him with a serene smile: "Do you want to stay here?"
When Liu Weiyang saw her snake body, he guessed her identity. This woman was Rong Yu's master, the goddess Nuwa. He answered briefly: "Yes."
"Even if I can't leave here again?" Goddess Nuwa smiled more peacefully. "There is no vegetation, no sun and moon, no mountains and rivers, and no sound. This place is the same as the beginning of the world."
"Yes."
"But it's very warm outside, and there will be many people and things that you will miss."
"For me, there is nothing left to miss."
"How do you know if you don't try?" She leaned down, stretched her hand through his chest, and pinched his heart, as if to find out his true heart from there, "You stay here, you can penetrate between heaven and earth. The mystery of the world, you will coexist with heaven and earth and never die. But you can never leave this place."
Coexisting with heaven and earth, never dying, this is a situation that many cultivators can't see, but all this has a price, and the price is that he will always stay in this dark and silent place. This is a paradox. What he will pay a huge price for will never be of any use.
Liu Weiyang's face was pale and his headache was splitting, but he still straightened his back abruptly: "I have already decided."
Goddess Nuwa smiled: "No, you are not firm enough. I hope you will take a look at this world again, maybe you will regret it." She retracted her hand from his chest and said lightly, "Go ahead."
When he opened his eyes again, he was lying on the outside of Kulan Mountain.
He raised his hand, it was a pair of white hands like a scholar, but the fingertips were dripping with blood, and the nails were split. He began to wonder, was he experiencing a dream or reality, or both
He easily broke the restriction outside the mountain and walked inside.
The lake was full of blooming lotus flowers. He stood under the peach blossom tree. He was a little surprised when he saw Yu Mo from a distance, but he quickly walked over: "I didn't expect it to be a rare visitor."
Liu Weiyang frowned. He didn't expect to reach this place when he opened his eyes, and then he loosened his frown: "Just passing by."
He turned his head to look at the lotus, only to hear Yu Mo sigh softly beside him: "She will wake up."
The sun lazily shone on his shoulders, and he agreed a little with Goddess Nuwa's words. It was very warm outside. It's not that the underworld is cold, it's just that there, he doesn't have any perception, no matter how keen he is, he can't perceive everything around him. At least standing here, he can feel the sun, the breeze and the fragrance of flowers.
"Have you seen the mysteries of the ancient prehistoric?"
"I have seen."
"What is it?"
"I'm not interested in that."
The conversation that day suddenly appeared in front of him, and Liu Weiyang suddenly realized something. She has always lived a life of ignorance and unconsciousness, but in the end, she will go to another place where she is also unconscious, and will coexist with heaven and earth, and will never die. She struggled to break free.
Liu Weiyang decided to stay temporarily. The spirits around are not afraid of him, but often follow him from a distance. He spends more time lying behind a rock in the shade by the lake, raising his hands to cover his eyes. In the years when he lost his memory, he had traveled all over the country, and nothing in this mortal world seemed to be able to keep him.
Thinking of everything that happened in the underworld, he always felt like a world away.
He thought about it, but he couldn't figure out where there was any hesitation in his heart at that moment.
"Liu Gongzi, Liu Gongzi..." There was a crackling sound from the top of the head, and the little wolf demon with fluffy ears jumped up beside him, "It's not good! That... that..." The little wolf demon didn't say a complete sentence for a long time. If so, it still seems to be stuttering. Liu Weiyang sat up, and his eyes fell on the little wolf demon calmly, and the other party suddenly burped a series of hiccups.
Liu Weiyang raised his hand and covered his forehead. There were too many smart people he had met before, such as Rong Yu, who carefully arranged everything and understood everything without clicking on anything. He was a little unaccustomed to suddenly encountering such a thing. . He looked around, only to hear noises by the lake in the distance, and probably knew what was going on.
He pointed in the air, only to hear a clatter, a drowning minibus snake came out of the lake and fell on the shore.
The little wolf demon excitedly pulled his sleeve: "Li, amazing... so amazing!"
Liu Weiyang looked down at the sleeves that were caught, and then looked up at the little wolf demon pulling his sleeves.
He thought about it and decided to lie down and continue to sleep.
Since he fished the minibus snake from the lake, when he woke up the next day, he would find some small things lying at the door, maybe a small bottle of honey, maybe a ganoderma lucidum, and every time there was a dew-stained flower.
Hua Jing was shocked when she found out: "Liu Gongzi, someone loves you."
Liu Weiyang looked at her calmly, always feeling that the word had nothing to do with him. He is quiet by nature, like an ancient symbol, monotonous and boring, not as charming as Xuanxiang—yes, charming, this is what Bai Lian Lingjun said when he was a teenager. At that time, they were still young, and Bai Lian Lingjun had not yet developed the habit of putting on the air all the time, and he did not know that he had used such a word to describe the emperor of the Western evil spirits.
It's just that when he thinks about it at this time, he finds it a little funny.
Then the corners of his mouth really rose, slowly forming a small arc.
On the fifth day of May, in the southeast direction, the dragon looks up.
Liu Weiyang rushed to this water town in the south of the Yangtze River early in the morning, and he figured out this position a few days ago. This is the Duanyang season in the world, and the little demons who had tried every means to pester him out to play with him immediately flinched when they heard the word Duanyang.
He lingered aimlessly in the small town in the south of the Yangtze River, with the fragrance of zongzi leaves and the smell of realgar wine wafting everywhere. He walked all over the streets and alleys, and when he looked up at the ferry, he saw a luxuriant banyan tree branch not far away. Someone was lying slantingly on the thickest branch, and a light blue robe was hanging down. The style to see the embroidery is a lady's shirt.
As he approached a little, he saw the man on the tree closed his eyes slightly and raised his fingers like jade, covering the part of his face that was hit by the venomous sunlight, revealing a small half of his face that was flawless.
Liu Weiyang stopped, hesitating whether to go forward and take a look, only to hear a click, and the branch on which the man was lying suddenly broke.
Before the light blue shirt could reach the ground, someone had already picked her up in their arms.
Liu Weiyang lowered his body and picked up the broken branch, and there were traces of the spell at the crack of the branch. He raised his hand to cover his forehead, and he didn't know how Xuanxiang retained his memory after reincarnation, and he could even figure out the location and arrange this out.
The woman in the green shirt was taken aback by this sudden change, she was stunned before she realized it, and immediately struggled to get up. A pair of strong hands immediately supported her elbows, as if afraid that she would not be able to stand under the struggle.
The fingers that held her arm looked very beautiful against the light blue sleeves. She raised her head and saw a pair of equally beautiful and bright eyes in front of her. The man was smiling. To the bone, but she couldn't see that his hand holding her arm was shaking: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Surprised, she pulled her arm away from him, turned and ran away.
Xuan Xiang was the only one left, still maintaining a posture of half-kneeling on the ground, as if his soul had been taken away.
Liu Weiyang flicked his sleeves and stepped forward: "Does it make sense for you to be like this?"
Xuan Xiang stood up, returned to normal in a blink of an eye, and lazily tidied up the crumpled placket: "Would you like to have a drink together?"
"Aren't you going to chase?"
"No, she'll scare her in such a hurry." He walked to the boat moored by the ferry, opened the boat curtain, and made a gesture of please.
Liu Weiyang entered the cabin, and the other party had already poured the wine and pushed it to the middle of the table. He originally had a lot of questions, but after thinking about it, he felt that they had nothing to do with him, so he quietly raised his head and drank the wine from the glass.
On the contrary, Xuanxiang laughed, and his smile was as energetic as the poetry and lyric in the winery back then.
Liu Weiyang looked up at him.
"I just thought, I didn't expect that there would be another day when we could sit down and drink alcohol without drawing swords."
"When Rong Yu and I were in the mortal world, there were countless opportunities to sit down and drink alcohol."
"Are you provoking me to do it?" Xuan Xiang supported the table slantingly, with his black hair tied with a hosta hanging behind his back, "I have waited in the seal for so many years, and I have long since lost such interest."
"What's inside the seal?"
"It's dark, there's no light, there's no sound, there's nothing." Xuanxiang frowned slightly, "I'm sober, but I can't feel everything outside. I can't do anything about this state." He held the jug. , filled a glass, and simply drank it: "Why didn't you ask me how I got here?"
"It is said that the king of the evil god of the West once entered Huangquan Road alone, killing countless people, and almost filling up the water of Yewangchuan. Presumably those people in the underworld are still afraid."
"Especially, they know that the person who put my soul down is actually Emperor Zixu." Xuanxiang said lightly, "But I thought about it for a long time on Yewang River, if I drink the water there, I will... forget her, Even if we meet again in the future, we don't know each other anymore."
"If you leave the Six Realms, you will live a lot longer than mortals, and your appearance will not change. What you have to face is parting from one lifetime to another."
Xuanxiang's eyes flickered, and he turned his head: "I have been thinking, that day I chased her down Huangquan Dao, I tried everything I could, and I told her how low and painful a mortal's life is. , and I can travel the world with her, and I can tell her all the feelings she wants to know. I thought about it for a long time in the seal, and I thought maybe I used the wrong method."
In fact, all the reasons are just one of thousands of possible reasons. If he told his feelings at that time, would the whole ending be reversed? He thought about it in the dark, vaguely thinking it was crazy. He wasn't even sure if that sentence would be what she wanted.
Liu Weiyang hit the nail on the head: "She is the incarnation of the ever-bright lamp in the chaos, and she doesn't have any feelings by nature. Besides, with Rong Yu's intelligence, she won't understand how much you care about her?"
Xuanxiang smiled bitterly: "No, you don't understand, even though she is not born with any ordinary emotions, but she wants to have these, if she really has no heart at all, she will not feel that losing her perception of everything in the world will pain."
Maybe he couldn't save it in the end, but at least he tried every possible way.
The human heart is so tortuous, and sometimes going straight is the only correct way.
After the two talked for a long time, they walked out of the cabin and saw the pale blue figure standing at the ferry port, as if waiting for a long time. She held the hairball in her arms and lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.
Xuanxiang stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
She raised her head and looked into his eyes: "I feel like I have seen you."
Xuanxiang leaned down slightly, put his eyes at her level, and smiled intoxicatingly: "I said, I've been waiting for you for a long time." He seemed to want to reach out and touch her, but the hairball in her arms suddenly froze. Shivering, he stretched out his claws and grabbed a handful at him.
Xuan Xiang could have avoided it, but he hesitated for a while, but still didn't move.
Liu Weiyang couldn't help but tap his forehead with his fingers, maybe he should show Xuanxiang a clear path in the mortal world, such as the rapper in Tsing Yi.
"Are you raising a wolf?"
"Well, it's very good." She put her arms around the hairball with one hand and grabbed his wrist with the other, "Are you in pain?"
Xuan Xiang was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, he hummed softly: "It hurts."
Liu Weiyang came to the Underworld once again, facing the goddess Nuwa in the body of a snake.
Nuwa smiled at him upside down: "Have you finally made up your mind?"
Liu Weiyang nodded slightly.
Nuwa stepped aside, and behind her was another bronze door: "If you are hesitant, you can't open this door."
Liu Weiyang didn't say a word, walked forward and put his hand in front of the bronze door, but the door didn't move at all. Is there still hesitation in his heart
He closed his eyes and slowly combed his mind.
The human heart is the most complicated, as if it were a huge labyrinth, in which he turned and wandered, looking for the only way out. He deftly avoided those obstacles and dead ends, and finally found the looseness.
It was Rong Yu's eyes.
She raised her hand and pressed the position of her heart, and smiled slightly: "I am here."
He is a man with almost no feelings.
He still remembered the sunlight that day, reflected on her face, peaceful and indifferent, as if he had traveled a long way and finally found a place to stop.
The brand in the depths of his primordial spirit began to heat up again.
He remembered the days when he temporarily lived in Kuanlan Mountain, and the dew-stained flowers placed at the door every morning. It was the minibus snake he accidentally rescued and put there at dawn. His eyes and ears are clear, and nothing can escape him.
Hua Jing said, "Young Master Liu, someone loves you."
She also said: "Liu Gongzi, do you have feelings?"
The sun was lounging on his shoulders, very… warm.
He opened his eyes, and the only looseness in that firmness was gone. The underworld was very quiet, no, it was not just quiet, it was almost death-like silence, there was no sound, no temperature, and there was no trace of life here.
He put his palm close to the bronze door again, and he heard a low creaking sound of the door opening in his ear. But in the same way, the door hadn't really opened, but he knew that he had already obtained the way to enter the Hades.
As far as the eye can see, is a deep darkness.
This will be the place where he will stay for a long time in the future. The last place contains the secrets of the ancient times. He will coexist with heaven and earth here until the world grows old.
- Young Master Liu, do you have feelings
Maybe there is.
He sank into the endless darkness without looking back. She is still her, but not her anymore. And he has always been him.