a dying man

Zhou Budu's eyes reflected Wuxin who scattered into the sky full of blue butterflies, and the blood-red Nether Sea behind him burst into waves, like sending a grand funeral.A blue butterfly boldly flew towards Zhou Budu, landed on his lips, and disappeared silently.This blue butterfly who betrayed Wuxin probably represents Wuxin's lifelong obsession, if she can't get what she wants, she will try her best to shine brightly.

After Wuxin dispersed his soul, the Nether Sea miraculously calmed down, three thousand creatures were rescued, and an abnormal riot was pacified.

The men and horses of the Department of Yin Supervision were waiting in full force, and the boat was caught without a fight. He didn't have much resistance to the fate of the eye of the underworld, if this was atonement.

Originally, it would be extremely miserable for Zhou Budu to fall into the hands of the Yin Supervisor, and the unintentional whistleblower was both a suggestion and an invitation, but it is his selfishness to let Zhou Budu and Zhanyin never meet each other.

Huang Quanyan.

There is no time and no space here, and the endless hurricane roars, deafening.It's hard to imagine a person, or even a ghost, staying sane in a dark situation.

Zhou Budu regretted it after being locked in the Underworld for three days. He screamed like all tortured ghosts, and his voice lingered in the uninhabited abyss and echoed repeatedly.He screamed so miserably, with broken tunes intermittently, that after a day, his voice was too hoarse, and blood foam splashed from his throat.

His hip bone was stuck in Huang Quan's eyes, and the source of the torture was the tearing of the lower body, being twisted into powder, and then reassembled little by little.Often the bone and blood of the hip bone is shredded before it grows well.There is no peace.

No life, no death, no thirst, no one to visit him.Apart from screaming, he has no other way to vent his pain, nor will he deliberately suppress his horrifying voice.

He would rather go to Yinjian Division.There is no torture that is worse than life and death.

I don't know how long it has passed, after a few grasses grow and fly, swallows sing and sing, after several generations of reincarnation, personnel and affairs intertwined, someone came to untie the spiritual shackles tied to his hands, probably the Yin Supervisor knew that he had accepted his fate I can't escape, I have no ability to escape.

He only felt the faint light source in front of him.

During the long period of darkness, Zhou Budu's eyes would cry when he saw the light, and he was about to go blind.He closed his eyes and asked, "Is he... reborn?" His voice was like a knife cutting silk, and it took a long time to make a complete tune.He didn't know if the others heard or left, but he tentatively grabbed the corner of the man's clothes and repeated it over and over again.

The other party said a few words, Zhou Budu slightly opened his mouth and looked up, the other party knew that he was almost deaf, so he wrote a few words in the palm of his hand.

Zhou Budu pointed his nose to his palm, nodded, "Thank you." Then he let go of the other party.His gratitude made the other party at a loss. After all, hatred is the proper response of a suffering person.

Afterwards, Zhou Budu's eyes were able to adapt to the darkness, and he gradually realized that a puddle of water had gathered in front of him at some point. The water was cloudy and blood-red, falling drop by drop from the cliff above his head.It's not very pleasing to the eye, but he has been fascinated by it all day long.

When Huangquanyan rioted again, Zhou Budu did not expect that someone would come in.Just above his head, the corner of his clothes flashed by.Probably because his hoarse screams were too frightening, the man looked down curiously.

Zhoubudu immediately retracted his head and clenched his clenched fist with his teeth.

"Hello, is anyone there?" The child's voice echoed, and soon drifted away in the hurricane.Zhou Budu is deaf and cannot hear.

But he hadn't seen anyone for a long time, and he had heard the voice of people. His greedy eyes fell on the water beach in front of him, and the reflection of the scene in the muddy water was hazy.He looked up again, and the man was gone.

Later he thought, who would enter the underworld without doing anything?Who has the ability to enter the eye of hell?The answer was ready to come out, Zhou Budu buried his face in his palm, unable to shed normal tears, but a line of red grape-colored blood tears.

It's Zhanyin.

Will Zhanyin hate him?No, no, would Shi Wuxie hate him?It's a wonderful feeling that two people are one. He feels guilty and grateful to Shi Wuxie, but his feelings towards Zhanyin are much more complicated.There should be an element of love in it.

He wants to see him again.

This thought was so clear that it occupied his whole body and mind.

It is not a temporary idea, but an indelible obsession that has been pursued for 300 years. It is a day and night thought in the eyes of a lonely guardian of Huangquan.

He spent three months grinding the gravel from the Eye Cliff of Huangquan into thin blades.

Cut with a knife, bit with teeth, tore off his entire arm, chewed it slowly, and then patted it into meat balls with the other intact hand.

Zhoubudu has nothing to lose. The nerves that can perceive pain have been numb in the empty years. He is not afraid of pain or death, and he is crazy.

After one arm grew, he cut off the other arm and smashed it up.The number of repetitions increased, and gradually the meat balls piled up to half a person's height. He tore off his own hair as a lead wire, and dipped the ends with sticky meat paste.

The long days have passed, and there have been several dome years, and the baby-like Zhanyin has never appeared again.His mood is sometimes anxious, sometimes stable, sometimes restless, and sometimes calm.He also had auditory hallucinations - Zhanyin squatted on the cliff and called him: "Is anyone there?" He would open his mouth and respond to him.

Putting two fingers together in Zhou Budushi's middle, he tapped on his own Tianling Gai, and then pointed to Routuanzi.Routuanzi turned into his appearance, with handsome eyebrows, male and female looks, but his lips were pursed and his eyes were dull.

This is a stand-in he made for himself.

The hair was turned into a spiritual thread by him, and it was tied in the double's heart.In fact, he is not a half-immortal in the true sense, nor does he have supernatural powers.He just borrowed the aura of Zhanyin's golden elixir, and that golden elixir he had asked the Yin Supervisor to return to its original owner after Zhanyin woke up.

He stuffed the double into the eye of hell, and just dragged his mutilated half body to crawl out.The substitute's time is limited, and he can't wait for his lower body to fully grow.But he was too careless and impatient. After climbing 100 meters, before he walked out of the cave of Huangquanyan, the spiritual thread hanging from his mouth told him: It's time to go back.The stand-in couldn't stop the violent eyes.Resign yourself to fate.

He dragged his half-disabled body back and crawled back, feeling dead silent in his heart.

I remember someone scolded him a long time ago: like a rotten weed, it can’t be killed no matter what, if you don’t pay attention to it, it spreads all over the sky, it’s just a born cheap life, you can feed it if you give it some color.

He is really a low life, no father and no mother, a dirty waif, snatching slop from under the wild dogs, picking up rotten vegetables and leaves that others don't want, and eating them.Malnutrition at the age of [-] or [-] is not as high as normal children at the age of [-] or [-].

He could have survived such a day, let alone now?

But he couldn't remember how he died and how he fell into the Nether Sea.Probably because it doesn't matter - death is an extremely simple and insignificant thing, and the existence of life alone makes people cry.

The second time he carefully calculated and climbed out of the cave, seeing the long-lost light was like finding an old thing lost.He had no obvious emotional ups and downs, and a line of blood and tears fell uncontrollably.This is because the eyes are irritated by staying in the dark for a long time.

He tore off the black clothes and covered his eyes, which delayed him for a while.He crawled with black eyes, the road leading to the Nether Sea had evolved thousands of times in his mind, he remembered every fork in the road, every skeleton of a dead body stone, every ups and downs of hills, the salty sea of ​​Nether... With the astringent taste on his lips, even if he loses all five senses, he can surely find the Nether Coast!

There are no dead people in the Nether Sea, but every year the high tide always pushes up some rotting and foaming corpses.The other shore flower is the flower that blooms on the corpse. The other shore flower in the Nether Sea is layered on top of each other, and the sweet fragrance covers up the rotten smell under the flower.The branches and leaves are graceful and the flowers are charming and coquettish, and they bloom domineeringly to the Dead Stone Mountain.

Zhou Budu hid in a sea of ​​flowers, leaning against the dead rock mountain.If someone touched his body, he would find that he was only half of his body, sitting in a pool of blood - blood spilled from the cut of his hip bone.

He was not allowed to stay for the rest of the time, and the hand that took off the belt was still unwilling to stick out.It's a little close to the nostalgia.

Zhanyin's words came over, and one could imagine that this was a thin and clean-looking young man in a frosty white robe, sitting upright, neither sad nor happy, like an old monk who abides by the rules and regulations.

There was no emotion in that voice.

Zhou Budu pursed his lips and put down his hands.never mind.

He thought about countless possibilities, but he didn't think about whether Zhanyin would recognize him or not.Seeing him only adds to the sadness.

Zhou Budu shook his head, feeling that his realm had improved a bit, and he would never give up until he reached his goal.Just like after experiencing so much, the heart is like an empty mountain, and you become a Buddha immediately.In my heart is the relief of getting what I wanted.

He hooked his lips and smiled lonely.

Then turn around and go back.

Zhanyin, who was sitting on the lotus platform, stopped speaking and touched her chest with inexplicable palpitations.He didn't know why he had palpitations, just like he didn't know why he was born and why the Nether Sea existed.He only knew that it was his innate duty to be in charge of the Nether Sea, and he was born to save people from rebirth, just as Bodhisattvas are born with compassion.

The small beads on the chest shone with a golden light.This bead lit up once in the lost years, when he entered the eye of hell as a child.After that, he never went there again: the people of Yinjian Division did not allow him to intrude into the forbidden area.So why this time?

The beads led him to the junction of the Bana Flower and the Dead Stone Mountain. He lowered his head and saw a pool of bright red blood—the blood was endless.Some people have been here, and wherever they walk, there are blood drops on the other side.

The flowers on the other side bloom, and the flowers and leaves do not meet each other, for generations to come.

Zhanyin remained silent, only feeling that her heart was unbearable, she stood here not long before turning back.

They are all far away, but there are fish fossils.

Finish.

The author has something to say: a poem is attached, which is also the source of this chapter: "Fish Fossils" by Bian Zhilin

I want the shape of your embrace

The lines that I tend to dissolve in water

you love me like a mirror

You and I are far away, but there are fish fossils

Zhoubudu and Zhanyin are also Shi Wuxie (ye), the ending of such two not seeing each other may make people sad.Zhou Budu spent 300 years returning to Nether Sea to meet Zhanyin, but the two never saw each other again.What will Zhoubudu say when he sees Zhanyin? "I love you" or "I'm sorry"? ...

Xiao Kuoai, who has a big brain, makes it up for herself...

As for why Zhou Budu has been wandering in the human world for 300 years... Cough, he escaped from the Yinjian Division in ghost body, and gradually cultivated to become a human body.

Finally, thank you Xiao Kuo Ai for chasing my article, the green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever