It's an amazing feeling.
People on the street were on their backs, screaming, roaring and exclamations mixed with dialects and slang, turning into a pot of chaos. The red lanterns hanging high and the golden light radiating from the gorgeous pavilions also made the world in front of everyone upside down and confusing. of. Riding on the roaring skeleton horse, Wen Zheliu's blood boiled involuntarily, and the heat excited his heart so wildly that he almost couldn't help shouting.
But even at such an unconscious moment, he could still clearly feel that there was a strange ripple, a transparent and invisible membrane passing through his body, as if he had passed through an unusually cold water curtain. When He Qin drove the horse through the invisible boundary, everything changed quietly.
The hanging strings of red lanterns are still bright, but the red seems to become more and more sad; the lights on the tall buildings that stay on all night still radiate like another bright sun at midnight, but the gold seems to be filtered to a pale white. The hurried and frightened expressions of passers-by were also covered with a layer of gray life. When they heard the broken willows, they heard a thousand people laughing, a thousand people crying, a thousand people playing sad willow flutes, and a thousand people crossing the River Styx and the underworld. the limits of—
It’s time to meet the devil!
He watched helplessly, at the corner of the glorious long street, first a few fluttering green fox fires escaped, a few shabby white paper lanterns suspended in mid-air, no one was picking up but still moving forward leisurely, and then, It's like a medieval ink ukiyo-e came to life. All the ghosts and ghosts on it came to the world from the yellowed old scrolls and came to everyone's eyes!
The slender bodies of the raccoon dog and the sickle weasel intertwined with each other, creating visible ripples in the wind; the tall girl with fiery hair had a ferocious face and a body as long and lithe as a snake. She straightened her waist, and the flames on her head could almost burn the tea house. The curtain on the second floor; the skinny mountain boys with bruised skin laughed and chased each other, followed by the slow-moving mountain grandmother with a staggering gait; cats were in groups, flying between the ridges and beams, branching out The lantern swayed with its tail hooked to the ground; the fire burning human heads was as round as a wheel, and the bride had strange and messy hair ornaments like spider legs on her head. Her huge claws and feet must have been as hard as steel, because when she walked through the long street , you can hear the clanging and rubbing sound even if you hear the broken willows; ghosts participate as the most common and common wanderers, they fill the vacancies of the night walk of hundreds of ghosts, and from time to time they will not be able to avoid it, and are seen by the huge ones. If you cross the path, you will be trampled under your feet—or burned to ashes by the Yinmoluo ghost that spits blue fire from its mouth.
Under the sky, flying heads are wrapped around the eaves of high-rise buildings, and their scarlet tongues are looming in the black clouds. Among them are flying birds with wings spread like a flock of crows. And even higher up, the Gaotian Dog spreads its wings that cover the sky and the moon, puts a fan on its waist, stirs up the wind and clouds with its arrogant majesty, and stands arrogantly on the clouds!
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In addition to these, there are many ghosts and monsters that cannot even be named by the broken willows, each showing a cruel and vicious attitude, baring their teeth and claws, and swimming towards this direction.
"We can't go any further!" He shouted loudly, and at the same time he felt a gloomy cold air rising from the sky. In an instant, his mental value dropped by 10%, and his soul was almost frozen into ice. "Go any further. I bumped into him before!"
"Believe me," He Qin's warm lips gently touched the shell of his ear, "When did your brother make a mistake?"
The skeleton war horse neighed shrilly, the bridle whipped wildly, and the horse bones struggled and collided with each other, making the armor creak fiercely. It wanted to escape He Qin's grasp and avoid the deadly trap ahead, but He Qin did not give it this chance. He flicked his right hand hard, and the reins were as sharp as a whip, whipping the armored horse's skull violently. With a shiver, Wen Zheliu understood instantly and understood what he meant.
"Vault!!" He roared back at the top of his voice, hoarse, and then He Qin put his arm around his waist and lifted him up, jumping high between the hanging lanterns and stacked signs. The explosion shook the air. He hugged Wen Zheliu and rushed back from horseback to the height of several floors!
The wind roared in his ears. Hearing Zheliu, he hurriedly turned around and saw the poor bone horse whose spine was collapsed by He Qin's last kick. He whined uncontrollably and faced the oncoming group of dancing demons. Collide!
In an instant, loud noises mixed with strong air currents shot out in all directions, and the flying bones and broken bones were like disorderly hidden weapons. In an instant, the front line of Baigui Night Parade was torn into pieces. The spirit of the ghost was gone; the mountain boy was thrown horizontally and rolled into a ball together with Qiao Ji behind him; the whirling horse's leg bone was deeply inserted into the center of Cong Yuanhuo's forehead, causing him to fly out with a roar, Burning many essences all over his body... Before he could see more chaotic details, He Qin shouted: "Close your eyes!"
He subconsciously closed his eyes tightly and felt He Qin's arms firmly covering his head. A loud and shattering sound came to his ears - the two men directly smashed the window of the nearby pavilion and rolled into the room full of fragrant silk. Among the silk and satin!
There was a deafening sound below, accompanied by the angry and frightening screams of ghosts and the neighing of bones and horses before they were shattered. Wen Zheliu fell into someone's inner room and hung a golden butterfly flying wisteria robe on the shelf. It was wrapped around his body several times, and he rolled around until he was dizzy, and he fell down together with He Qin in embarrassment.
"Ouch, ouch... ouch!" During the roll, he knocked over countless bottles, cans, tables and couches, and even toppled the candlesticks together. After the spinning feeling disappeared, Wen Zheliu reluctantly opened his eyes and saw He Qin being pinned down by him, staring at him funny with a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, with his hands still protecting the back of his head.
"We...where are we?" He struggled to pull his hands out of the cold and thick kimono and heard the loud noise outside, "Du Zijun and the others..."
"I don't know. I can only consider it safe for the time being." He Qin lifted his body from the silk and satin on the floor and peeled off the sticky outer robe for Wen Zheliu. The color of this coat is very rich and gaudy, but just like this, it contrasts with Wen Zheliu's clear eyes and fair skin, and it gives off an indescribable and wonderful feeling.
Wen Zheliu was struggling eagerly with his clothes and asked, "Then let's..."
He Qin's eyes darkened and he couldn't help but laugh. He listened to the shocking commotion outside, but he was not in a hurry. Instead, he stretched out his index finger and brushed Wen Zheliu's chin slightly: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, why bother to undress in a hurry?"
Wen Zheliu couldn't help but pause for a moment. He rolled his eyes speechlessly at first, and then said carelessly: "What, you want to keep me? There are conditions for you to keep me... This damn belt, hurry up! Help me untie it. How did it get around..."
While He Qin was helping him take off his clothes, he asked, "Oh? What conditions do you need? I'm all ears."
Wen Zheliu said smoothly: "What are your advantages? I don't want to play with the swingers. You have to have some special skills. What are your specialties?"
"Specialty."
"I'm asking you..." Before he could react, he finally took his feet out of this heavy robe, "What are your specialties..."
Wen Zheliu suddenly said: "..."
A sudden silence fell upon him.
He raised his head and looked at He Qin in shock: "...I have never seen such a shameless person."
He Qin smiled brightly: "How about it? Spring nights are short, do you want to try it with me...!"
"What the hell are you trying!" Wen Zheliu sat down hard on his waist and suppressed the second half of He Qin's words, "It's like being beaten outside, but here you are..."
But he couldn't finish what he said, because finally there were the sounds of panicked and chaotic footsteps in the corridor, and several beautiful girls hurriedly opened the door: "What happened...!"
In the room, two good-looking men wearing hunting clothes and onmyoji costumes rolled together and were huddled among a pile of colorful women's clothes. One was lying down and the other was sitting on top of him.
"...I'm sorry to bother you," the horrified expressions of the wandering girls instantly solidified on their white faces, and they changed into another look with difficulty, "I'm sorry! I'm really sorry to bother you!"
"Ah, don't get me wrong!" Wen Zheliu was full of complaints and had nowhere to go. He hurriedly reached out and shouted, "We are... performing official duties! It's very dangerous outside. Hide in your room and don't come out. !”
Then the wandering girls thought of the chaos outside where monsters, demons, and snakes were taking turns taking turns, and they quickly screamed and ran away.
He Qin got up from the ground, rolled up his robe in the package, and said to Wen Zheliu: "Speaking of danger, I thought I wanted to give you something before. Although it is a bit hasty now, but..."
Before they finished speaking, the two heard a burst of shouting coming from the stairs outside the door from far to near. The next second, Xie Yuanyuan suddenly smashed the sliding door and barged in!
"Great! You are here!!"
He Qin: "..."
What he was about to say was interrupted several times, and he lost his temper. Wen Zheliu quickly asked: "Are you okay? Where is Du Zijun?"
"Sister...sister is down there!" Xie Yuanyuan wiped the embarrassing stains on his face and took the time to take a breath, "We just came in, and the skeletons outside started fighting with a group of monsters. She asked me to come up and find you!"
"Where is Longji? Is Longji okay?" The three of them ran wildly down. Along the way, they bumped into many Yoshihara women who were screaming in terror and running around with their skirts held up. He Qin politely and forcefully sent them to him. aside.
Xie Yuanyuan said: "Long Ji... Long Ji said the arrows were poisonous. She recovered very slowly. We don't know what to do now. We dare not pull out her arrows."
Wen Zheliu frowned. He looked at He Qin without leaving any trace, and then followed Xie Yuanyuan to the room where Du Zijun placed Long Ji.
After following the first two people in, Du Zijun hurriedly found a room below where guests and lower-class prostitutes were having fun. Regardless of whether the man and woman were still naked, he just threw them out with their collars off. At that time, the ambiguous and sticky smell still remained in the room.
He pushed aside the bedding that the two of them had rolled over, reached out and pulled off the clean and loose clothes from the shelf, and laid Long Ji sideways on the ground. During this process, the mermaid remained silent and just stared at him.
It wasn't until she was placed on the ground that she gently moved her pale and chapped lips and whispered: "You... why did you..."
Du Zijun didn't respond. There was a chaos of war outside and all the humans were looking for a place to hide. The few men and women who tried to escape into this dark inner room were all kicked out by him.
"Could it be that..." Long Ji took a breath, "could it be that you are... good at sharpening mirrors...?"
Du Zijun turned his head suddenly, like a big cat whose tail was burned off: "Fart you... fart, I think there isn't enough blood, and it still gives you the strength to make random guesses!"
"Then why are you?" The smell in the room was not very good. Long Ji frowned slightly, and her thin white fingers groped for the arrow wound on her chest. Her fingertips slightly touched the arrow body where the golden light was flowing, and a burst of hot white smoke was suddenly ignited, "You want my power, you want my flesh and blood... I still want to be like that woman many years ago... "
"Stop talking." Du Zijun warned, "If you can clear up the messy thoughts in your mind, maybe you can recover faster."
"An alien like me..." She laughed, her laughter filled with a strange sadness, "I am like... an immortal..."
Du Zijun stood in front of the door, his spine as straight as a knife. He looked at her beautiful face under the dim candlelight, but frowned and said nothing.
"Aren't you afraid of me too..." She lay on the pillow, her mirror-black hair spreading out beneath her, making it even more frightening. "Sometimes, when I see the way you look at me, I know... you must be... I have met human beings like me... You have seen through me, and you are looking at him through me... "
Du Zijun said sternly: "I'm not interested in telling you this. When they come over, I'll show them your injuries."
"You are not Onmyoji, nor are you liars..." Long Ji breathed laboredly, "What are you...? You, and the group of people who attacked me... Sooner or later, I will tear them into pieces, and then let them be broken forever. Survival of flesh and blood..."
The pain and blood inspired her madness and bestiality, but at the same time, it also made her more sad and fragile. She smiled crazily, but her voice was like a nameless sob. Her regretful soliloquy echoed throughout the room: "I am... I am the Princess of Rulong, my life, my wealth, my authority. ... Ah, even the emperors of the world would be jealous of me for this, but I am just for the moment of heat... I am poisoned, I need an antidote... I need an antidote!"
Du Zijun stared at her, and she also raised her head, looking back at him with a twisted and sickly look. But when their eyes met, Long Ji twitched violently, and she screamed with all her strength: "But I won't regret it. ! Do you want to ask me if I regret it later! I am such a woman... A hundred times, a thousand times, when he tells me that he wants to teach me what human love is, I will still agree to him! But I will take him back to the deep sea and grant him the immortality he doesn’t want. I will control his destiny just like I control the sea. I want... I want...!"
"enough."
"I have no cure! You are so hot. It's really strange. You are obviously a weak creature with a lifespan of less than a hundred years. How can you have such great enthusiasm and scheming to play with me in the palm of your hand? I can't help myself... It's so hot. Ah, why is it so hot!"
Du Zijun suddenly shouted: "That's enough!"
His voice was low and cold, but it contained hidden anger. Long Ji's delusions and wild thoughts were interrupted by him. He gasped and stared hard at the pale and crazy merman. For a moment, there were noisy noises running around outside the door, and only two trembling breaths echoed back and forth inside the door, making it even more terrifyingly silent.
After a long time, Du Zijun said hoarsely: "...How can you open your own wounds to others for the reason of 'loneliness'?"
Long Ji opened her eyes wide, her black and white pupils were too deep blue, but Du Zijun no longer looked at her. He turned around, opened the door, and saw his teammates running down the stairs in three steps at a time.
"Then let's keep the story short." Wen Zheliu stood in the middle of the room and finally had the chance to tell Long Ji his answer. He kept a certain distance from the mermaid princess and said in a deep voice: "What you called a treasure that the woman took away at that time -"
Long Ji's pupils shrank imperceptibly.
"—that's your heart, right?"
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Hearing the voice prompt to clear the level, Wen Zheliu was unmoved and still stared at Long Ji's pale face: "She ate your heart, so you lost all your mana, and you could even be locked up in a mansion by a human for a long time. For decades. You are still an immortal mermaid, but your abilities are not as good as before. Even though this is your home court, you can't even handle a poisonous arrow."
He Qin took a few steps forward, gently passed the smooth and exquisite arrow body with his long index finger, and confirmed: "Yes, it is indeed the arrow of Hercules. It completely passed through your heart. However, maybe this is called Fortunately among misfortunes, because you don’t have a heart, it actually prolongs your survival time.”
Looking at Long Ji's rare expression of shock and speechlessness, He Qin chuckled and said: "It's very simple to cure you. It's just to refill your heart at the moment of pulling out the arrow. But why do we Want to help you?"
Long Ji's lips curled up. She organized her words for a while, and her eyes also gathered the ferocity of beasts: "Not to mention...not to mention how you know this secret, you need to find a mermaid heart. Substitutes, you guys are quite arrogant..."
"—The heart of Gao Tengu, can't it?" He Qin's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing the cunning and wanton light of a leopard, "Emperor Chongtoku incarnates, willing to become the great devil, disrupt the world, and dedicate the five Mahayana sutras to the The heart of a high tengu in the evil realm... can’t do it either?”
Wen Zheliu was shocked, but the expression on his face remained as calm as ever.
... What a sinister man! I said, why did you suddenly come here to hit someone's demon, but it turned out to be a disaster again, and the skeleton Yin soldiers are still fighting with the night ghosts, and you want to mess with someone's Gao Tiangu's heart... Could it be that this Are you also in your calculations, jojo!
Long Ji no longer knew what to say: "Such a cunning human being... why do you want to help me to this extent?"
He Qin stood up, looked sideways and smiled: "Don't think too much, it's not that we want to help you, it's just that one of us really wants to help you."
Behind him, Du Zijun leaned against the closed door, with a gloomy face and tight lips.
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By the way, I added an s to what Du Zijun said. (Disgusted by life.) Lyrics