"Yin Ren, what do you think?" Zhong Cheng said, stopping in front of Yin Ren.
The two were only one step apart, and a soft red light swayed in front of them. The light came strangely, casting no shadow even though there was a blockage in front of me. The red liquid generally surges and does not miss any corner.
Yin Ren's whole body was bathed in red light. In front of him, Zhong Cheng said that the essence of "fear" was surging in his eyes.
Along with it came joy and expectation.
Yin Ren moved his gaze towards the lamp.
The hair and bones Zhong Cheng was talking about, his own hair and blood, together made up this exquisite lantern. His own blood came from the knife in his chest a thousand years ago, and the pain has long since dissipated. But what about those bones
The person in front of me was talking about "experiment" just now...
Just a moment ago, Yin Ren thought about happily sharing the "joy of growing up", but now it turned into a thorn, firmly stuck in his throat. Yin Ren originally wanted to tell Zhong Cheng to say don't worry - now that he has become stronger, even though it is still unclear whether he can defeat love. At least he, Yin Ren, would no longer be under the influence of the other party, which made Zhong Cheng say that he had to take risks to fight.
But he couldn't say it.
Yin Ren could tell how much material was used for that lamp at a glance. He took advantage of Zhong Cheng's suggestion that he wouldn't fight to the death, but Zhong Cheng said that's not the case.
Yin Ren: "That boy Huang Jin was too wasteful. He treated the bones like wood. If it were me, I would definitely not have to use six arms, and I would be able to make you suffer less."
He watched the wing slowly float towards the "Cause and Effect Lamp". It first swallowed up the bone edges that were not processed carefully enough, and then rubbed around the periphery of the lamp. The original dark and rich red color of the lamp body suddenly became loud and high-profile. . The color was a bit more confusing than before, but the aura became more solid and restrained.
The sharp silk thread scratched the back of their hands. It didn't hurt, but blood gushed out.
Unable to express the joyful message, Yin Ren wanted to ask "why" at first, but couldn't help but swallow it back.
Immediately, Zhong Cheng seemed to realize something important: "Wait, you can use magic now? Why?"
"Besides, this covenant of revenge is over and it is not suitable for this lamp." Yin Ren added.
At this point, the last drop of blood has returned. The small wings swelled to the size of walnuts, and were wrapped with curse-like evil power, as thick as aged honey.
I always guess wrong.
Thinking bitterly in his head, Yin Ren pinched Zhong Cheng's paw, and the two of them put their hands on the lamp. The little wings that had just penetrated into the bone vessel suddenly became restless. Thousands of red threads were wrapped around the black hair, protruding from the flames, and deeply strangling their fingers.
Facing an enemy far stronger than human beings, Yin Ren believed that if he had to stand in front of Zhong Chengshuo, that person would retreat and stay calm. Zhong Chengshuo was emotionally weak and always rational, which is how he should be.
He seemed to know the answer.
Yin Ren let go of his hand out of thin air, and the lantern floated steadily in front of him. The next moment, the long-haired man in red clothes stood up without any wind, and the ends of his hair were flying around.
Yet the silence persisted.
Yin Ren looked solemn and majestic on his face, but he was chattering in a disgraceful manner. Blood beads around him were still gathering into the wings, and the originally flat wings were about to be stretched into a sphere, quivering like pudding.
Then, the little wings found the gap in the bone dish and squeezed in with all their strength.
Debateist Zhong Cheng said he had gone through the draft in his mind several times and decided to take the initiative: "I..."
Zhong Cheng said, "You bled a lot just now. Does it hurt?"
"It's just ordinary flesh and blood." Yin Ren said, "The power of the evil consequences lies in the blood oath. But your bones and hair are already in the lamp, so there is no need to take blood - just bring it with your hands."
Zhong Cheng said: "?"
"...It's so rough." Yin Ren finally spoke and interrupted him.
Just like in the archives, Yin Ren almost lost control and became a evil spirit. He thought Zhong Cheng said he would leave like everyone else.
When it comes to the profound knowledge of metaphysics, Zhong Cheng can only freeze in place.
A red dress is covered in red light, and the scene looks like flowers and candles in a wedding room, or the deepest part of hell.
Just like inside the corpse cage, Yin Ren was almost blinded by "attachment". He also believed that Zhong Cheng would choose the most "rational" path.
The blood in the bone vessel was obtained from the evil consequences, and it was sucked completely by it. After being slightly expanded, the small wings just filled all the gaps in the bone vessel. It rolled the phalange wick around the center of the body, comfortably Lying flat.
"And in the flesh and blood at that time, there was an agreement between me and Shi'an Jisha, which was to destroy the Yiluo army and take revenge. Why should we put more dogs in the light between you and me?"
Zhong Cheng said that he stretched out his expectant hand again and gently placed it on Yin Ren's palm.
"And using the blood on the evil fruit, this kind of material really can't withstand your bones - when I used the blood oath to create the evil fruit, I was only seriously contaminated by the evil force, and my flesh and blood had limited power."
Another example is the silly black rabbit earlier, earlier. Instead of obediently running away, it hugged his bones and slept under the Valley of Bones forever, dreaming of it for a thousand years.
Yin Ren closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and a wing the size of an orange petal emerged from his heart. Then the blood around him exploded, and countless fine blood beads exploded from Yin Ren's body. They scrambled to get into the dark wing mass, until the surface of the wing mass was covered with a layer of thick blood.
Zhong Cheng said that he would always stay by his side, no matter in the past or now.
Zhong Cheng blinked in confusion.
Seeing the lantern 1.0 evolving into 2.0, Zhong Cheng stretched out his expectant hand, but was pulled back solemnly by Yin Ren.
Now he can only use flesh and blood spells, but he just doesn't say anything and is anxious to death for this guy who can't grasp the point.
Zhong Cheng said: "Oh."
It's like being wrapped in red gauze.
Yin Ren stared at Zhong Cheng for a few seconds, then blew out a sharp breath.
"Brother Zhong, sometimes I really don't know if you are smart or heartless." Yin Ren sighed, "This is not an ordinary spell. If I use your bones and hair to curse, you may not be affected."
He grabbed the lantern Zhong Cheng said with both hands, and the bright red flame swayed for a moment, creating a string of ripples of light and shadow.
Seeing that Yin Ren didn't respond for a long time, Zhong Cheng moved his hand and held the lantern. The excitement on his face gradually cooled down and turned into standard thinking - he really couldn't understand Yin Ren's expression, which was a mixture of heartache, worry, anger, There is still a little sadness, which is beyond Zhong Chengshuo's understanding.
But Zhong Cheng said he recognized that anger. So he quietly waited for Yin Ren to get angry, and wrote a 10,000-word draft in his mind for debate. From family relationships to world peace, this person has every aspect covered to ensure no leaks are missed.
Zhong Cheng said he looked at Yin Ren curiously, not caring at all about the bloodshot threads raging everywhere. Yin Ren lowered his eyes and looked at the dancing candlelight intently.
Not long ago, Yin Ren's wish of "an apple a day" was replaced by "investigating the truth behind the death of 'Fear'." Now the truth is clear. The only wish I had made to Zhong Cheng back then was to "protect the descendants of Bone Valley".
Just ended it together.
"Meet you."
Yin Ren took a deep breath and spoke solemnly, with a strange ancient rhyme in his chanting. Thousands of red threads in the flames rushed with the words, and for a moment red light and blood threads crawled all over the ground. The scene was very horrifying.
The usually lazy Yin Ren disappeared, and standing here turned into the rumored Great Heavenly Master Zhong Yi.
"I wish that the rivers in this place would be clear and the sea would be peaceful."
"Secondly, I wish that those who hold this lamp will have no injuries or diseases, and will be safe every year."
Yin Ren's hair fluttered around him, and bloodshot threads danced wildly around him. The blood oath taken thousands of years ago carried endless pain and deep-seated hatred, something that Yin Ren never expected. One day, he took out his flesh and blood and devoted all his strength, just to bless him wholeheartedly.
"Three wishes..."
Yin Ren leaned close to Zhong Chengshuo's ear and gritted his teeth. "Three times, I hope we can be accomplices and get promoted, get a raise, and reach the top of our lives. We won't have to worry about this shit on the other side anymore, so we can save ourselves from having to cut bones and bleed out during work, making it look like a slaughterhouse."
Zhong Cheng said, staring at Yin Ren in shock. It was a pity that the content of the blood oath was neither elegant nor elegant. The little wings drew the blood of the two people and then swished back into the bone vessel. The thousands of bloodshot eyes also quickly retracted, and the surrounding area was clean, as if nothing had happened.
It's just that the light turned on a little more. The oath was melted into the flesh and blood, the bones and blood of the two monsters were completely entangled, and the flames were as bright as the sunset.
"The blood oath is fulfilled."
Yin Ren grabbed the floating brand new lantern and stuffed it back into Zhong Chengshuo's hand.
"According to the rules, you and I have to witness until the end." Yin Ren's tone was firm, and his hair and clothes hung down again.
Angry as hell, he wasn't angry after all. Who has not tormented himself behind his lover's back? Yin Ren always felt a little guilty after having done something similar.
In the end, it is about cherishing each other and caring about each other. Since no one wants to fall behind, let’s support each other and move forward.
"It's appropriate to call this lamp 'Cause and Effect'. Forget about what happened before, you must tell me later. Our days are long, and now we have blood oaths..." Yin Ren patted Zhong Cheng and said, "Getting used to it. Let’s get through it.”
"OK."
Zhong Cheng said that he looked left and right and found no painful twist on Yin Ren's face, so he felt relieved and picked up the lantern. He studied the lamp in his arms for a while, then slowly came closer and kissed the corner of Yin Ren's mouth.
"Thank you for your improvements." Zhong Cheng said hopefully, "Now, it only lacks two important functions."
Yin Ren paused as he touched the corner of his mouth: "Lack of important functions?!"
The causal lamp still needs polishing and adjustment, but it clearly has everything it should have. This has been specially improved by the Great Heavenly Master, and no spiritual craftsman can find faults in it!
"Well, I also want to make 'Infinite Dimming Mode' and 'Lighting Only Mode'. These functions require further research." Zhong Cheng said, holding the lantern tightly, with a little more longing in his eyes.
"Zhong Cheng said!!!" Yin Ren bared his teeth and wanted to bite it back.
"The lights... between you... why let an extra dog in?"
A faint voice came from the corner. Under the red light, Huang Jin curled up and his breath was like a gossamer.
"Let me go... I really... can't do it anymore..."
Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng said: "..."
"Hold on, Da Huang—" "I'm sorry."
In the evening, in the human world, among the mountains.
Two young men stopped at the entrance of the mountain village. Autumn was coming to an end, there was continuous cold rain, and the mountain road was covered with cold mud, but their shoes were very clean.
"This place is closed, you can do whatever you want." Shen Mo looked at the mountain shadow in the wet mist and said with a smile.
Xiang Jiang stared at the mountain village in front of him. The village was as dilapidated as before, and smoke like patients' breath was rising from the chimneys. Xiang Hai behind him has revealed his ghostly appearance, and the human face on the butterfly wings is wailing crazily. This time, Xiang Jiang did not deliberately comfort his brother.
He understands Xiang Hai's pain.
It was this village that swallowed up his parents, his brothers, and his life. But the village stayed where it was, surrounded by picturesque scenery, and even looked beautiful.
Shen Mo looked at him sideways: "Why don't you say anything? In Shi'an, Fu Xingchuan and the others can't let you let go of revenge. At least let's express some emotion."
"Why?"
"… ah?"
"Your plan is to slowly pollute, and then use the power of Yuanwu to completely affect the social atmosphere. A tragedy like massacre of a village is very different from your 'boil a frog in warm water' style."
Xiang Jiang's eyes were still fixed on that mountain village.
The pollution stick is in front, and the sweet dates of the "angel arms" are behind. When the world is in chaos, people are always looking for something to believe in, or they are crazy about grabbing power. It is not yet known what benefits Yuanwu can gain. But once the environment is in place, the sinking society will naturally develop rapidly.
He couldn't see through the purpose of the Sinking Society's move. Was it just to get himself a surrender certificate
Shen Moxiao: "You haven't done your job as a leader yet? Are you interrogating the prisoners?"
After that, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it leisurely. The silvery gray smoke quickly seeped into the surrounding mountain fog and disappeared without a trace.
"At first, it was a small fight, and everyone was in danger. But soon, everyone will get used to it - people's adaptability is amazing. It won't be long before most people will feel that 'this is the way it is'."
"At this time, let's add a little excitement. One or two murders won't cause panic. It's far away from the city, so it's just right to make some breaking news. I think you know better than me that subtle changes in the environment can distort people. What is it like?”
Shen Mo skillfully blew out a few smoke rings and pointed to the mountain village not far away.
"When people get used to this kind of chaos, ordinary sources of pollution may not be enough... Xiang Jiang, I said, I will make you the strongest communicator of madness. I keep my word."
Xiang Jiang was silent for a long time.
Yes, he understands. Most people cannot suddenly go crazy. They must suffer through time, accumulate despair, and collapse in silence.
On the other side, Shen Mo smoked most of his cigarette and flicked the ashes: "Come to think of it, blood feud is at the forefront, but you are actually in the mood to bother with me."
"I didn't dawdle." Xiang Jiang said.
Shen Mo glanced at him again, and then raised his eyebrows in slight surprise - at some point, Xiang Hai disappeared without a trace.
In the mountain village not far away, the first scream sounded.
Human bones are bones, flesh and blood are skin, something is gradually taking shape in the center of the village. It looks like a giant corpse centipede, and from time to time a struggling hand or foot is sucked up to the body and forced to become a bloody part.
"Whether it's controlling ghosts or taming corpses, it's all related to fate. That guy Xiang Hai is theoretically related to the entire village."
Xiang Hai stopped on the centipede's head and directed it to move forward with a scream. The layers of human faces on his wings were laughing in a rare way. Seeing the flesh and blood centipede gradually getting fatter, Xiang Jiang's expression was unexpectedly calm, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
"I can do whatever I want, that's what you said."
The black shadow of the centipede was still twisting in the villa, and countless earthen houses collapsed. Xiang Jiang finally smiled. He stretched out his right arm, and there was a string of black beads on his wrist. The Buddha bead exuded a very strong aura of evil power, and the flesh on Xiang Jiang's wrist was black and blue.
The resonance ability is activated.
The centipede's screams echoed across the sky, and the surrounding dead grass quickly turned black and frosty. Despair and hatred, along with the vicious curses of countless dead people, instantly blew away the surrounding mountain fog. After Shen Mo finished smoking a cigarette, the smoke and firelight in the village disappeared together.
Well, a little faster than he expected.
If he hadn't been walking on the other side for many years, Shen Mo would have been almost swallowed up by the vicious resentment in just a short moment. The breath of living people in the village completely disappeared, but the flesh and blood centipede was still trampling madly on the spot.
"This thing is good," Shen Mo commented, "it will come in handy soon."
Rumors of "angel arms" have been in full swing recently, and Shi'an was cut with a blunt knife in the pollution case. The "heat" of Haigu City is almost over.
Let everyone take another step toward madness.
(End of chapter)