The young Chu Lan died. The phantom didn't end.
The dawn is still far away, and the nightmarish night has not yet passed. The city residents who survived by chance returned to the mansion, ready to set off for Putuo Mountain after dawn.
It's hard to believe that someone can continue to carry on the previous things after such suffering. In fact, it seems that Chu Xun really only has a body left to walk, and the soul is long gone.
Mo Ran walked around the city and heard that many people were worried. After all, Chu Xun was so tortured, not to mention whether he would be resentful, even if he was still willing to take everyone out of the siege, but with such a Wisdom, I am afraid that it is more fortunate and less fortunate.
However, not everyone has only themselves in their eyes, and they sincerely feel sorry for Chu Xun. Although not many, at least there are.
The crowd stood next to each other in such anxiety, waiting for the dawn.
However, what came earlier than the rising sun was the familiar cold voice, which burst open in the heavy night, and reverberated on the top of the barrier.
This time, the ghost king was not talking to Chu Xun, but to the people in the city.
"The sky will soon be bright, and I know that you want to take advantage of the daylight to leave the city. However, do you really think clearly? Putuo is far away from this, and it is impossible to arrive in one day. Wait until the sky. Hei, you have to rely on Chu Xun's strength to protect you. But Chu Xun, can you really protect you?"
"Mother-"
When a child heard the terrible sound, he cried out in fright, and curled up into his mother's arms. Everyone looked up at the sky.
Chu Xun stood in front of the mansion, but as if he hadn't heard it, he leaned back against the begonia tree and closed his eyes.
"His wife and children died because of you. Do you think that he will still protect you sincerely? I'm afraid he has other plans, which will make life worse for you to avenge your wife and children. This is human nature... I have lived, and I was once a human being. Although there are benevolent and kind people in the world, they only want to gain a good reputation. Human nature is inherently evil. ?"
The voice of the ghost king was constantly echoing.
"This seat has said before that I didn't want to take your entire city's lives. It should be noted that even if I am a living person, I can still serve my ghost clan. If you don't believe it, you should look at him—"
As his voice fell, a black cloud billowed outside the barrier, but Xiaoman was standing at the top. There was also a man standing beside him, in his 40s or 50s, who was kind and loyal.
Someone exclaimed: "It's Xiaoman's father!"
"It's Xiaoman's father! Isn't his father dead?"
"The bodies were all dismembered, everyone saw it at the time, how could this be?!"
The ghost king said: "This seat is one of the nine kings of the ghost clan. Although it cannot control life and death like Emperor Yama, it can also restore the deceased to life. If you serve me, you will be able to accompany the deceased relatives and long-term companions. If you disobey me, you will be like your young master Chu, who sees his wife kill the child with his own eyes.
There was dead silence in the enchantment.
"Do you really want to believe him? Believing in him won't hurt you and avenge your wife and children?"
"Do you really want to believe that he can lead you to escape and go to Putuo?"
Someone looked at Chu Xun, and a gloomy gleam began to appear in his eyes.
Chu Xun finally raised his head. He stood under the flower tree by himself and glanced at them quietly. He really didn't know what to say, and after a long time, he said: "This is the end, what's the use of me harming you."
"Hahahahahaha-" The ghost king's creepy roar echoed above the barrier, "Great, great, he won't hurt you. If you believe in him, follow him. But if you believe in me —”
His voice became more and more high-pitched, almost tearing people's eardrums and piercing them straight into his heart.
"If you believe me, you will be rewarded immediately. I can make your dead relatives come back to you, as long as you hand over Chu Xun, as long as you hand him over to me! I have a deep grudge against him, It has nothing to do with you, hand over Chu Xun, you don't have to leave your hometown, hand over Chu Xun, you can reunite with your family, call him out, and everything will be over."
The ghost king said quietly.
"Before dawn, I was waiting at Chenghuang Pavilion."
The sound disappeared.
From the dead silence, the crowd slowly gave birth to a strange noise, and everyone looked towards Chu Xun. And Chu Xun also looked at them, his expression was calm, it could even be said to be peaceful.
Someone started muttering helplessly: "What should I do..."
"What should I do, husband, I'm so scared..."
"Auntie, I'm afraid, I don't want to be eaten!"
What's more, he lowered his voice and said: "The ghost king said it well... The so-called good people all have their own plans. We have seen many such disgusting dog officials before, Chu... Although Young Master Chu has done nothing right now, you can see He looks like he is insane, who knows if he will do anything crazy in the future!"
When someone heard his words, they didn't refute, but whispered in response: "You're right, don't get revengeful and harm us all! It's not like this kind of thing has never happened before..."
Suddenly a man rushed out and shouted, "Catch him! We'll survive if we catch him!"
There was no sound from all around. After a long time, a young woman stood up and stopped in front of him. Her voice was soft but firm: "How can a man take his revenge on this?"
"Go away!" The man kicked the girl to the ground and spit on her face, "You are a stinky bitch who sleeps with men, you have nothing to worry about, do you have the right to speak? Lao Tzu There are old people and young people, I can't let my family be wronged! Young Master Chu, I'm sorry!"
As he said that, he was going to capture Chu Xun.
Unexpectedly, he didn't take a step, and his legs were pinched again. The man bowed his head and became furious: "Stinky bitch, how dare you stop it? Do you want everyone to accompany you to death?"
The girl said angrily: "Although I am a hooker, I can distinguish right from wrong. All cats and dogs know how to repay, let alone people?"
"Fuck you!"
The man kicked her in the face a few times, kicking him until his face was blue. At this time, the others also surrounded Chu Xun. Although there were a few people in the crowd who wanted to stop him like this brothel girl, they were weak. Like a floating leaf in the rapids, it was quickly washed away.
"Young Master—Young Master, hurry up!"
There was also an old woman tremblingly shouting to Chu Xun, "Young Master Chu, let's go! Let's go! Don't keep it for these animals! Let's go!"
There are also immature children's voices: "You don't want to hit, auntie, daddy, don't hurt the son, you don't hurt the son-"
It was crowded and noisy.
Standing alone in the rain, Chu Xun seemed to see a lot of ghosts crawling out from the depths of hell. For a moment, he wanted to leave.
But his eyes fell on the crying and living people, at the children who were howling to discourage their parents, at the girl who stood up first and had a bruised face, at the old woman's white hair trembling in the wind and rain, and There were more than a dozen townspeople who turned their backs to him and tried their best to stop them.
He wanted to leave, but stopped again.
They are not wrong. If the enchantment is withdrawn, these people will also die.
It turns out that the most disgusting thing in the world is not the devil, but the cowardly beasts, who have no ability. In order to survive, they put on human skin and mix in the crowd. As long as they can survive, they will do everything and say everything. Export.
At the end, he would say: "I just want to live, I am also very pitiful and helpless, what's my guilt?"
He used to think that the people he protected were good people who were helpless, but he was wrong.
Today, those beasts have only taken off their human skins, revealing one after another bright red, ugly, grinning faces...
Hidden well... Hidden well.
He didn't want to shed blood and tears for those beasts, but they were so cunning, hiding among the kind people, their faces were smiling wildly and happily, laughing at Chu Xun's powerlessness.
- You must save us. If you withdraw the barrier, we will pull the people you want to save and those who are grateful to you, and go to hell together.
There's nothing you can do about it.
It is you who want to be a gentleman, and it is you who want to be a good person.
Since you have made such a choice, then sacrificing your life to save everyone is what you should do. If you don't do it, you will be a hypocrite, a liar, a fake and arrogant, and you are not as good as a pig.
He seemed to hear those people howling and screaming loudly:
You have no choice. You have no choice!
Chu Xun slowly raised his head amid the chaotic quarrel, and looked at the sky amid the wind and rain.
It's finally dawning.
A night of heavy rain had washed away the blood on the stone steps of Chenghuang Pavilion. Chu Xun and those who were protecting him were bound by their hands and feet and walked towards the temple.
This scene is really sad and ridiculous. Those people bound Chu Xun so tightly, and they were so complacent that they had captured such a powerful role. But he didn't know that Chu Xun could destroy all these ropes to ashes with just one spell.
But he didn't do that, and he didn't remove the Shangqing enchantment in the end.
Lin'an had already shed enough blood, and he didn't want to take revenge on himself, and let innocent people die from exhaustion.
So that layer of film protects the person who takes kindness and vengeance, and the person who treats him with sincerity. When he came to the temple, the ghost king did not appear, only a candle emitting billowing black smoke, twisted into a void human shape.
"Why - don't you remove the barrier!" The moment he saw Chu Xun, the voice was angry, "Remove the barrier!!"
Chu Xun said calmly, "Unless I die."
The group of black air let out a shrill howl and said hoarsely, "Chu Xun, you are crazy! You guys... kill him—kill him for me—otherwise, after nightfall, I will kill all of you!"
Dawn has come.
Layer upon layer of the light of day weakly ignited the endless night.
The ghost king couldn't support himself in the light, he fled into the darkness, and the candle burning with black smoke suddenly trembled and went out.
Chu Xun came back to his senses, the City God Pavilion was built quite high, from a distance, the rivers and mountains were trapped in the mist and rain, and the scars could not be seen clearly.
"Young Master Chu, I'm sorry."
"It's not because we are cruel, it's really because you ruined the ghost king's eyes. He has too much grudge with you... We have no choice..."
"What are you talking about! Things will change after a while, my whole family is waiting for their lives, is he the most important person, or is the life of the big guy more important? Those who have the Tao, all living beings are the first, and oneself is the last, he said it himself! "
Chu nightning stood in the distance, looking at this man who didn't know what his relationship with him was, and his heart was complicated.
Suddenly a hand covered his eyes.
Chu nightning whispered: "What to do?"
"I won't let you see."
"… why?"
"It will be uncomfortable."
Chu night was quiet for a while, and the eyelashes trembled in the palm of the ink burning: "No, it was said that it was two hundred years ago."
The sound of burning ink came from behind, and sighed softly: "...Little fool, why is my palm wet?"
I don't know how long it took, a stick of incense, an hour, or an instant.
Time is blurred in this madness and chaos.
When Chu Wanning opened his eyes, the Shangqing enchantment had dissipated, and Chu Xun fell into a pool of blood, surrounded by people and ghosts, who were wearing human skin and smelling fresh blood.
Joy and guilt for the rest of your life, suffering and sinful hearts are like beasts.
The air smelled of death.
Earth, or hell.
It's not so clear anymore.
The crowd slowly dispersed, there would be no ghosts in the daytime, they were eager to eat, rest, and wait for the ghost king to come again at night, to inspect the dead men in the temple, and then give their relatives back. 's award.
In the temple, only the ten or so weeping living people were gradually left.
There was that brothel woman, that old woman with gorgeous hair, a couple who were discouraged by their children, a beggar, a scholar, a storyteller, a former rich boy, a widow with a young child in her arms, and a teacher. ,farmer.
Nothing else.
However, just as they were caressing the corpse and crying bitterly, the dead man in the pool of blood fluttered his eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes.
"Son!"
"Young Master Chu!"
Mo Ran's heart trembled and couldn't bear to say: "It's useless... This is..."
This mantra has been lost in this world, but it is unexpected to see it again in this virtual world.
"This is the curse. He is already dead, and he cast this spell on himself before he died." Chu nightning paused and said, "He has something to do, and he still has concerns in the world."
As expected, Chu Xun's eyes were empty and he lost his focus. He only said lightly: "The ghost clan is sinister and its words are not credible. After nightfall, if they lose the barrier of the Supreme Clear, they will inevitably appear and slaughter everywhere. I hope everyone, escape from here, Go to Putuo."
"Sir..."
"I have died, and I have no chance to be with you again, but I have condensed my life's spiritual power, and the magic spell is in the spiritual core. You bring my spiritual core, and ghosts and ghosts can't get close."
The cry was even louder, almost crying blood.
Mo Ran and Chu nightning are even more frightening.
Spirit Core…
It is the crystallization of the same life with the heart...
The dead Chu Xun slowly raised his still not stiff hand, and according to the spell laid down before his death, he grasped the blade buried in his chest and pulled it out.
then-
"Young Master!!!" Everyone around screamed, their voices twisted and hoarse, soaked in blood and tears, "Young Master, what are you doing!!"
The dead man's fingers tore open the crack in his chest, pierced into his own flesh and blood, grabbed the heart that was no longer beating, and slowly, inch by inch, pulled it out.
The heart was bleeding and beating a golden red flame.
That is the power of Chu Xun's spiritual nucleus, and it is the light of the candle burning to the end.
"Take... take..."
He held up the burning heart and held it straight in front of him, repeating, "hold... hold... hold..."
The blood beads rolled down, but they all turned into red begonia flowers, and those flowers were burning and dazzling.
"The long road is long, the obstacles are unpredictable, Chu Xun's life is short, and he can no longer do his modest efforts. I hope that all the lords... I hope that all the lords have more self... Treasure... Heavy..."
The ink burned and looked at all this in front of him, and suddenly felt a thorn in the back, cold sweat.
The scar... the scar! !
He suddenly remembered that Chu nightning's chest was close to the position of the heart-
There is also a scar!
That is where Chu nightning is extremely sensitive, how could he forget? Every time he lingers on the bed, when he licks the faint scar, Chu nightning's always cold and indifferent face will reveal a forbearance of love. Mo Ran feels that this look looks very exciting, so he is always willing to do this. humiliating those under him.
It's just that at that time, he never cared about the past of Chu nightning, and he didn't ask where the scar came from until he died.
And in this life, if you want to ask, you are not qualified.