The strange thing is that from that day on, Yu Yao disappeared without listening.
He didn't go to watch, and he was not at home. I don't know where he went, let alone what he did.
I was a little faintly scared, I was afraid that he would go to that Zhao Ding, but I didn't expect it to be like this!
He seemed to have heard the voice of Han Moyu and I talking in the room. A few days later, he came back swayingly, still carrying a hip flask in his hand.
"you've been drinking??"
I greeted him immediately and saw that he seemed to be drinking, and he seemed a little drunk.
He reluctantly raised his eyes to look at me, hehe twice, lifted his hand, and snapped something down.
"you… "
What he was holding in his hand was the lowering of the magic pestle. I thought for a long time and wanted to take it back, but at this time I didn't dare to move it.
He was close to me silently, his head almost touching my forehead: "It's over? Huh?"
I was taken aback, feeling that there was drunk alcohol beside me, pushed him away a bit, and asked, "What's the end?"
"I went to ask Zhao Ding. The seal inside is indeed his soul." He slowly approached me again, laughing wickedly: "Do you want to recover the previous life's account, even with the benefits?"
I pushed away again: "Why do you want to discuss?"
This time, Yu Yao stood still and didn’t move, but his eyes were a bit angry: “Without him, I would not be confused and let you die. Without him, we should be very happy now, right? Without him, I would be happy again. Why can I only look at you silently? Ha ha... Without him, there would be nothing! There would be no!!!"
I was frightened by what he said, and the devil's pestle was gripped tightly, and I had no doubt that it would soon break with a little bit of strength.
"Are you going to kill him?"
"No, I don't want to kill him, I don't want to kill."
"why?"
"Living is the most terrible thing, isn't it? Being alive is!"
"You want to resurrect him?"
"Unfortunately I don't have the ability..." Strangely, Yu Yao sighed, but his face was smiling: "But you do."
I stayed for a while, only to find that his eyes were aimed at my wrist, and there were six colored glass beads on the wrist.
Like the stupid monk, I shook my head with my hands behind my back: "I don't have it. My heart of the earth hasn't gathered yet! It's useless!"
"In whose hands?"
"Uya..." As soon as I said something, he dragged me to leave, so he immediately added: "But I can't find her yet!"
"Why can't you go? When can you go?"
"I guess... I'll go after the battle..."
He grabbed my hand abruptly, and was going out all the way: "That's easy! It's over now!"
"Don't... What are you doing!!" I braked hard, but I was still dragged to the ground. By the way, I saw snakes spread out on his arm, and then...
I suddenly discovered that the drunk Yu Yao has an irresistible momentum. Perhaps it is always the most casual way to go crazy after drinking. His expression is more vivid than usual and does not hide.
Is he going to become a serpent to kill those who fight?
It's not simply disturbing the world, it might be taken away by those self-righteous Taoist monks or something, right? !
This thought frightened me, so I knew I had to stop him immediately and shout!
"Don't! Don't move!"
I don’t know how much effort I took to stop him: "Don’t be impulsive, the war will not be over in a short while, I know you want revenge, but have you ever thought about it, in case you resurrect him, You can't beat him?"
"how come?"
"There is no ten thousand in this world but only in case!" My brain started to run wildly, and then came to a conclusion: "Look! My soul was brought over to control the Heart of the Earth! The effect of the Heart of the Earth is resurrection! It is possible to shape blood without flesh and blood! Isn't it?"
"Yes."
"My soul is the one you're looking for! But it's not complete, right?"
"Yes."
"Then can we think about it like this! Those calculating people have always been vaguely related to Jiang Mochu, but they just don't see what use they want this thing! Do you think they want to use it? My soul led you out, and then immediately released this demon because of your hatred. It was terrible enough to let it out. Then you know that I can resurrect, and you will definitely reshape him and kill him again! Maybe you are betting on your hatred? How can you not be fully prepared? Isn't it?"
Yu Yao was confused by what I said, shook his hand hard, and became self-willed: "I don't care, I just want revenge! The past is gone, now you are not mine, and I am alive and useless. Someone takes care of you. Yes, I don’t want the past, but my hatred must be eliminated! Even if I die!"
"No! You can't die!" I pulled him vigorously: "I told you, I have always had a guess!"
"what?"
"Mingyi is not dead!"
"He... Hehe... Are you kidding? She's not dead, where did you come from?" Yu Yao smiled brightly and painfully: "Don't coax me with this kind of thing, I have already admitted, don't give me hope, I am now The only idea is to turn on the magic pestle and take revenge."
"No! Don't worry about lowering the magic pestle anyway! We ruined it! I tell you, I think, that step of the Immortal Amakusa alchemy is to keep her from dying! Now you are not dead, right? So her immortal spirit must have not dispersed! The immortal spirit is alive before it disperses, and your two marks are still connected. You see, this heart of the earth can also nourish the soul! Maybe in a few years, she will be back! Then it will be again. A Mingyi who loves you, right!"
After a long paragraph of speech, it is reasonable and well-founded, Yu Yao may be dumbfounded: "... Will... Will it?"
"Of course it will! If she is injured or dies, won't you die with it? Your mark can still tell if she is somewhere!"
"… Yes."
"She is still alive! Definitely! You have to take care of yourself and wait for her to come back!"
Perhaps it was because the impact of what I was talking about was too strong, and I vowed that after Yu Yao reacted, he fell to the ground as soon as he softened, motionless.
After calling Weiwei to drag Yu Yao into the house, I watched him curl up a little bit, and then slowly turned into a half-human, half-snake on the bed, and finally a full-snake appearance.
It's not as big as last time, this time it looks as thick as his wrists, lying on the bed in two or three meters.
Maybe it was because I couldn't control myself after drinking, but fortunately he still remembers getting smaller and not crushing my bed.
I looked at him for a while, confirmed that he shouldn't need to cover him with a quilt, and then quietly left.
After Han Moyu came back in the evening, I told him about it.
Han Moyu was quiet for a long time, and finally replied.
"I think what you said makes sense."
"What makes sense?"
"It is reasonable to speculate in the chaos."
"I'm talking nonsense, my master said at the beginning, those things brought me here, just to swallow my soul, and didn't intend to let me live. How could there be any follow-up of these things?"
"But you are not dead after all. You have a part of the soul of your master's lover, and your master appeared in front of you at that time like a coincidence. Who knows if this was arranged by someone?"
"You mean... They use my master?"
"I don't know. After all, the decades that no one can calculate have been based on his thoughts. There will definitely be discrepancies, but now... I think what you said is possible."
"Then we must never resurrect that demon?!"
"of course."
"What's the use of something like Jiang Mochu?"
"I know as much as you know."
I patted the table angrily: "What do you want?"
Han Moyu smiled helplessly: "I think, if something happens, I can die for you, and I will do that."
"Nonsense, what's not going to die!"
I was angrily not wanting to talk to him about this topic again. Since Pei Mu Yuyao waited for more people than he knew to show up, Han Moyu's role seemed to be equivalent to a mobile navigation with a bed warmer.
Always know where I am, silently detecting navigation.
But to be honest, I don’t want anyone who dies to die.
Even me.
But I knew it was impossible. I was injured and he carried it, and I had to follow him when he died. That's why this is called a husband and wife.
He doesn't need the best, he just needs to share adversity with me forever, and I know he will never leave, that's enough.
Without Yu Yao's consent, I took the Demon Pedal that was hung on his snake's tail and gave it to Han Moyu.
Before doing it, he took the hammer and asked for my consent again.
"Think about it, if it is ruined, it will be gone?"
I nodded: "Just one right or wrong, smash it!"