Xianjun, you are so clean.
Lin Shu couldn't decide for a while whether this was a compliment or a derogation, the only thing that was certain was that Xiao Shao's eyes were not normal.
It is a very paranoid and fascinated look. It clearly says that it is clean, but the meaning conveyed by the eyes is that I want to get you dirty.
He was held down, unable to move, a little out of strength, and took a few breaths.
Xiao Shao pulled out his fingers and leaned down to kiss him.
Lin Shu was firmly imprisoned by him, unable to move, and he was kissed so deeply that he couldn't breathe, and his whole body softened.
Xiao Shao's fingers were cold, and his lips and teeth were also cold, like a late autumn with heavy dew at night.
Lin Shu's body temperature is not very high on weekdays, often Xiao Shao holds his hand, a little warm.
Now this person has walked back and forth from the sea of blood, but he has gone to warm Xiao Shao.
While surrounding Xiao Shao, he made himself stick to him a little closer, while he paused the operation of the sword pavilion, and tried his best to raise his body temperature.
When Xiao Shao's body temperature finally became a little normal, his hair and clothes were almost scattered.
But Xiao Shao didn't stop. He still pressed Lin Shu on the bed and bit his earlobe with his teeth.
"Xiao Shao..."
Lin Shu tried to talk to him, but his voice was extremely soft and hoarse due to the lack of strength just now.
Xiao Shao was sober, and Lin Shu could feel it.
But why he became like this, Lin Shu didn't know.
He earned a few times, but he couldn't break free. After absorbing that resentful heart, Xiao Shao's cultivation level reached a terrifying level. Facing such Xiao Shao, Lin Shu felt like he was being manipulated and played at will. Small animals.
He could only shout "Xiao Shao" aloud.
Xiao Shao finally replied, "I'm here."
"Xiao Shao..." Lin Shu felt a little scared for some reason, and his voice trembled slightly: "What's wrong with you?"
For some reason, Xiao Shao now has a more alive aura than before.
- although only a trace.
He looked at Xiao Shao, and Xiao Shao reflected himself in his eyes.
The look in this man's eyes was slightly confused: "I..."
Lin Shu touched his face behind him: "What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Shao held his wrist and slowly pulled his hand down.
Finally pressed on his left chest.
Lin Shu was stunned.
It is obviously the position of the heart, but there is no heartbeat.
He counted the seconds, and after an unknown amount of time, there was a slight vibration in the palm of his hand.
Then there was a long silence, and after the silence, there was another heartbeat.
Xiao Shao said: "They are still crying."
Lin Shubian remembered the roars and howls he heard in the sea of blood.
That voice emanated from the boundless sea of blood, sharp, painful, heart-piercing, layer upon layer.
And Xiao Shao took the entire sea of blood and the resentment that was surging in the sea of blood, all into his body. Those cries disappeared from the world, but began to cry day and night in Xiao Shao's sea of three souls and seven souls.
Lin Shu saw Xiao Shao curled the corner of his lips.
His smile seemed to be stained with blood, as if it came from the boundless hell.
Not like a human, like a thousand-year-old demon.
"I can't see outside clearly." Xiao Shao said.
Lin Shu: "… huh?"
Xiao Shao let go of his wrist and slipped his fingertips on the side of his neck: "I can only see the world is like a sea of blood, there is no boat to cross, and all beings are rags and grudges... crying day and night."
He turned his head and looked around the room: "Here too."
Lin Shu tried to understand the meaning of Xiao Shao's words.
Then Xiao Shao slowly continued: "All beings are calling me."
Lin Shu: "How do I call you?"
Xiao Shao pressed his throat with his right hand: "There are hundreds of millions of them, crying and laughing, floating in the sea of blood, inviting me to go back, and calling me into the devil. They say the world is dirty and can't stay for long."
Lin Shu tried to imagine the scene in Xiao Shao's eyes.
Following Xiao Shao's words, he thought of a vast ocean of blood, the bloody fog swirling in the sky, and the bloody aura was ferocious and terrifying.
Buddhists say that the sea of suffering is boundless, and this sea of blood is the entire world of suffering, a sea of suffering in which all living beings rise and fall.
The resentment of all living beings, the hatred of all living beings, has long been turned into a ghost, hatred of the dynasty, hatred of the entire mortal world.
What do they want
Want Xiao Shao to assimilate with them, want him also hate the world, kill the world.
So these hundreds of millions of ragged and resentful ghosts, crying and laughing together, want Xiao Shao to go out of the ordinary and into the devil and abandon the world.
What will be the consequences
Xiao Shao is no longer a person who suppresses grievances, but becomes the leader of these ghosts and ghosts, or he completely loses his mind and cannot contain grievances.
Xiao Shao's hand on his neck slowly tightened.
Lin Shu was slightly suffocated.
He looked into Xiao Shao's eyes.
Dark, dull and indifferent eyes.
But his actions were a little obsessive.
Lin Shu realized that he could neither share for Xiao Shao nor how to comfort him.
He opened his mouth, and finally said only one sentence: "...I'm here."
"I know." Xiao Shao leaned over.
The sense of oppression and suffocation made Lin Shu slightly dizzy.
He pushed Xiao Shao.
It was obviously an outward push action, but because of his unsteady stance and weak arms, he couldn't push the slightest bit, and it seemed like he wanted to welcome him but also refused.
"The world is like a sea of blood..." He heard Xiao Shao's slightly hoarse voice: "Only Xianjun is clean here."
Lin Shu: "Really?"
"Yes." Xiao Shao said in a low voice: "Because Xianjun has too little affection for all things... so he has no hatred or resentment. Even though the world is a sea of filth and bitterness, Xianjun is pure and pure, like a peach garden."
Lin Shu was out of breath, and a layer of fog covered his eyes.
He said, "I don't know..."
In a trance, the sky and the ground all turned into nothingness, and he could only hear Xiao Shao's voice: "I am haunted by grievances and suffering from seven emotions, and I still need to be enlightened by the immortal monarch."
Lin Shu: "How to enlighten?"
"Cross me." Xiao Shao's voice was hoarse and confusing.
"Xianjun... cross me."
Lin Shu took a deep breath, and his voice was so weak that it seemed that he no longer belonged to him: "I... cross you..."
His neck was slowly released.
What happened afterward was so confusing that he didn't know how to describe it.
Because even his memory was blank several times.
I just remembered that I seemed to have died many times and cried many times, and there was a blurred white light in front of my eyes.
My throat was completely hoarse, and I couldn't make a sound. Maybe it was because I cried too much, I was dehydrated, and the whole person lost all strength.
Xiao Shao hugged him and fed him water.
The snow-white jade bottle contained the dew from Wulian Mountain, which finally brought him back to his senses.
Xiao Shao held his hand, and he was not allowed to drink by himself. He could only be fed. Lin Shubian could only suck on the thin rim of the cup. Halfway through the drink, Xiao Shao's expression gradually changed. He seemed to want him to eat something else.
He didn't even remember how long it had been.
Later, it seemed that a certain kind of fixed reaction had been formed. The nose would feel the cold fragrance on Xiao Shao's body, and his whole body would become soft, and once Xiao Shao's fingers touched his skin, his whole body would feel slightly uncontrollable. trembling.
I can't remember when Xiao Shao let him go.
Maybe not at all.
He should have lost consciousness at one point and woke up groggy at another.
After all, the body of the transcendence period is different from that of mortals. Even if it is a bone-seeing injury, it can heal itself within two days.
However, when Lin Shu woke up, there were still faint traces on his body.
There is no strange feeling in the body, but there is a lingering laziness in the soul.
He opened his eyes and met Xiao Shao's gaze.
Then, he chose to re-cover his face with the quilt.
Xiao Shao wrapped his shoulders across the quilt: "... baby."
Lin Shu didn't want to speak.
He reached out and groped for a few times under the quilt, and pressed Xiao Shao's chest.
With a layer of silk, it was warm, not cold.
There is a heartbeat, which is quite stable, and it is only a little slower than ordinary people, and it can be ignored.
He couldn't turn his head, and recalled slowly, he felt that this person's body temperature and heartbeat were slowly picking up when he was being treated like this by Xiao Shao.
He thought about it and decided to look at Xiao Shao.
If the body temperature rises, it means Xiao Shao's sanity is back, then he should be able to see this person's ashamed expression.
He pulled the quilt down a little, exposing his eyes.
Xiao Shao hugged him whole body: "Baby."
Lin Shu examines Xiao Shao.
Still a little abnormal, lacking in expression.
But it's also a lot normal, and the eyes are a little gentle.
Lin Shu was kissed by him expressionlessly.
Xiao Shao: "Are you okay?"
Lin Shu: "Not good."
Xiao Shao kissed the corner of his eye again.
No matter how much you kiss, it won't be good.
Lin Shu slowly returned to the quilt again, turning a deaf ear to the whispers that followed.
He will never be fooled by rhetoric again in his life.
The only one who can get him out of the quilt is himself.
He finally came out.
By the way, he found his mustard seed kit from the head of the bed, took out the mirror of karma, and put it in front of Xiao Shao.
Then asked Xiao Shao: "What is it now?"
Xiao Shao: "It's still blood."
This is a little strange.
Mirrors have some foreknowledge of the future.
At first, when Xiao Shao saw this mirror for the first time in Qingming Cave, he said that he saw blood.
Later, Taohuayuan was slaughtered by the great witch. He thought that the blood of Taohuayuan was the blood that Xiao Shao saw at that time.
But after that, Xiao Shao said, it was still blood.
So I went to the top of the Great Witch's tower and saw the churning sea of blood.
He thought that this should be the blood Xiao Shao saw in the mirror.
But now, Xiao Shao said, it was still blood.
Lin Shu turned the mirror back and looked.
Or a wedding room.
Or himself with something stuck in his chest.
The shape of that thing was clearly seen, sharp, like the thorns of thorns.
And his eyes in the mirror are still so clear and gentle.
This person appears to be voluntary.
That's it.
Lin Shu looked at himself in the mirror and felt that he was a bit unsatisfactory.
But when you think about yourself outside the mirror, you are no better than this person.
Xiao Shao gave what he wanted.
Perhaps one day, on that bed in Phoenix Villa, Xiao Shao wanted his life.
Then he will probably give it.
Xiao Shao asked him, "What did you see?"
Lin Shu never told Xiao Shao about this.
But he was bullied so badly last night that he felt a little wronged, so he said it like a ghost.
"I saw you stabbed a knife in my heart."
Xiao Shao seemed to be slightly startled.
Then he said, "...I won't."
Lin Shu spoke with facts: "You even strangled my neck last night."
-Although he didn't know if it was last night, the day and night could not be seen in the Qingming Cave, but he always felt that a long time had passed.
Xiao Shao looked at him directly, and after a while, said, "You wanted to escape then. I wanted to keep you by my side forever."
What a perverted statement.
Lin Shu didn't want to talk to him.
Xiao Shao continued to make some perverted speeches: "The world is full of filth and blood... I want to live by your side for a long time."
Lin Shu responded by getting up, getting dressed, and taking a shower.
Dressed in white snow-white clothes and fastened with a wide plain silver belt, in the mirror he looked like a decent and serious swordsman.
He was crushed by Xiao Shao last night. He did not know who Xiao Shao asked him to say.
Lin Shu turned back and saw that Xiao Shao had also stood up.
He had long black hair and a half-tied robe, sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning on the bedpost.
The dark eyes, looking at himself, are a little abnormal.
Lin Shu approached.
Xiao Shao said: "It's slow again."
Lin Shu knew he was talking about his heartbeat.
The day when his heart stopped completely was the day Xiao Shao left the world and assimilated with the sea of blood.
And the way to bring him back to a living person is probably to be with Lin Shu, the kind that go hand in hand, or the kind that is more inseparable.
He said that Lin Shu had no hatred and no resentment, and was the only place in the world that was clean.
Lin Shu got closer.
Xiao Shao looked up at him and said, "Xianjun, you can't go."
Lin Shu's eyes were foggy again.
For Xiao Shao, he couldn't help but ask for anything.
Xiao Shao said that he has too little affection for everything in the world.
But all things in the world, in the past 20 years, have never been able to say goodbye to him.
Until Xiao Shao treats him well.
Only then did he know that he could also be placed on the top of his heart.
Now Xiao Shao feeds the sea of blood with his body and wants the mercy of Xianjun.
Then he knew that he could also be trusted by others.
Unexpectedly, he stretched out his hand to Xiao Shao.
Xiao Shao took his hand, brought it to his lips, and touched it lightly.
Then look up.
- That stubborn look.
It seems that believers are asking for divine favor, and all beings are waiting for grace.
Lin Shu leaned down and hugged him, and was then brought to the bed by Xiao Shao.
He didn't do anything, just hugged and didn't speak. Time seemed to stand still.
It's just that they hug each other tighter and tighter, as if they are dependent on each other.