The devil gave me a candy

The evil spirits rushed out of the underworld and rushed to the world one after another.

Beside the Yellow Spring, beside the Naihe Bridge, the master said to me: "You know that you have caused a catastrophe. You opened the gate of hell without authorization. Once these eighteen levels of evil spirits swarm the world, the three realms will be overturned."

"No... I just want to save you..." I wanted to explain.

The master's eyebrows were cold and stern, "If you save me, it will be a disaster for the Three Realms. I would rather spend eternity in hell than you come to save me."

I was stunned, and the evil spirits swarming up were biting my body, but I couldn't feel it.

At that time Ananda came rushing from Mount Haoli, seeing the evil spirits in hell, with tears in his eyes and a sad expression on his face.

Qing Tu is also waiting for the battle, with a serious expression.

I seem to be really wrong.

Obviously I just want to save everyone out.

Qing Tu said he would protect me, but I was tired, too tired.

I feel that the remaining fire of my life is about to burn out, that's all, why not let my lingering life play a little bit of residual heat.

So, I raised the Broken Sky Knife, the knife my master gave me, using the method of sacrifice that I learned in hell and taught me in a moment, using myself as a guide, eviscerated bones to make bridges, and used flesh to build walls.

I saw the owner in a state of confusion, he has always been serious and calm, this is the second time I have seen him lose his composure in tens of thousands of years, it seems that every time it is because of me, he runs towards me, but the ghosts of hell hinder him On the way out, he was seriously injured, but at this time, he encountered ghosts and slayed ghosts, and Buddhas and Buddhas. The evil ghosts in front of him were shattered into powder.

When I was born in the world of mortals, I knew that I was born for the master.The master wants me to give birth, so I will give birth.If the master wants me to die, I will die.I am the sharp sword in the master's hand, where the master's will is directed, my sword is directed.I cut my sword immediately for my master, fought bloody for my master, the command of my master is my belief in existence, now, I will sacrifice my body for my belief, let it sink into hell forever, and put an end to all the grievances and grievances.

I think of those days when my master and I were in Leichi, for thousands of years, only me and him, in the world, we are just a pair of lonely people back to back, although we are always together, but I am not me, he is not He, we never had a heart-to-heart.No matter how many years pass, I am just his silent shadow.

But after getting out of trouble, we always seem to be in opposite directions. He always treats me well in his own way, in order to protect my life, in order to protect my safety, but those things are against my will, against my heart , let me lose my freedom and my self.

So I deviated from my master in my self-quest time and time again, and we walked farther and farther. Between me and my master, there is an inextricable bond, an unbreakable fate entanglement, and this entanglement of fate is intertwined from birth. The master described the hard work, and it also made my heart feel like a slave.

I can't decide my own life.This time, I decided my own death.

As for Qing Tu, he called my name hysterically, his beautiful face was distorted, and there were complex emotions of anxiety, anger, sadness, madness, and incomprehension in his passionate eyes. He stumbled and wanted to rush towards me, but Yan Luo of the Tenth Palace stood in front of him. Qing Tu was seriously injured, but they still desperately blocked Qing Tu's way.

Qingtu became anxious, and risked his life to fight to the death. He himself was seriously injured, his body was full of scars, blood fell on his hair and on his clothes, and he became a blood-stained demon. Even scarier than those ghosts from hell.

My eyes were blurred, I could no longer see his appearance, I could only see a patch of red, and those bloodshot and painful eyes.

He waved his sword tirelessly, and the evil spirits backed away in fear when they saw his murderous appearance. The manjusawa on both sides were cut off by the sword energy, and the red flowers were large and scattered, as if they had accumulated strength for thousands of years just to Rush to this grand event that is doomed to disappear.

I faintly heard Qing Tu asking in pain, "Why? Why did you treat me like this? Why did you abandon me?"

"Why?"

His cry of blood was like the sad ape's song that lasted for a long time in hell, and it was like the cuckoo song of a cuckoo bird that lost its homeland.

Huang Quan drank blood, and his eyes were all red.

The color of blood spread thousands of miles away, and it rained blood in the Yellow Springs. The Yellow Springs inhabited by wandering souls rushed with blood, and the cries of the unwilling evil spirits were rolled in the bleak and sad wind, and the spirits of resentment were scattered everywhere. Tu called my name loudly.

"Tang Tang, Tang Tang, Tang Tang..."

It was as if a big hole had been opened in my heart. I held up the knife and cut my own flesh and blood one by one. I thought the pain of cutting flesh must be unbearable, but it was not as good as the pain of parting in my heart.

The world is riddled with holes, but I am still nostalgic.

I love Qingtu, I love this world.

My thoughts flutter with the wind, I think of the coquettish mandala in the devil world, the intoxicating sake in the deep alleys of the world, like flowers and beautiful couples, the years like water, the mountains and rivers are like the sea, and the sea changes, everything makes people linger.

I remembered that when I first entered the mortal world, I heard stories about bookmen, so I learned about bandits in books, and I was all smooth.Following Qingtu wandering in the mortal world, learned his unrestrained and unrestrained, playing in the world, and after going through hardships, learned poetry and books, and became stable and restrained again.

Although I am always changing, I am only imitating others, and that is not myself.

Later, after several life and death experiences, and several catastrophes and rebirths, I finally found what I love and what I want.

This is not a kind of luck.

But I was most fortunate to meet Qing Tu.

When meeting him, he wins countless amorous feelings in heaven and earth.

I think of the boundless moonlit night before the waves of the sea, he said that I am unique.

I think of Kunlun Mountain, who is not far away, and when there is no one whispering with me in the middle of the night.

I think of him singing a song when I was wandering in the mortal world, and my romantic and wanton dancing with swords.

I think of the wind and moon under the swing where our blushes were blushing and our hearts were beating hard to control□□

……

Even those pains that cannot be expected, those unpredictable partings, and those hurtful words deliberately spoken during quarrels have become cute.

For example, I confessed my love to him in front of a city in Jinling Tower, but he didn't come.

For example, he rejected my wishes, saying that no matter whether I am a man or a woman, he does not love me.

For example, when I said unfeeling words against my will in Kunlun, the sound was even more leaky that night, and the sound of the drops was broken.

For example, I stabbed him several times in the osmanthus garden, and his blood stained the osmanthus flowers all over the garden.

……

Qing Tu, the world is good, but you are the best, I can't bear you.

The candy you gave me is so sweet, I haven't finished eating it yet, and I'm hiding it in my sleeve.

But the story still came to the end, my body was dismembered little by little, my flesh and blood built a solid red wall in hell, and a hundred thousand evil spirits were blocked in the red wall.

My bones turned into a white bridge, which became the only place for the undead to pass through the Naihe Bridge.The turbulent waves of Huangquan finally stopped, and the hell returned to calm. The wandering souls full of the river finally sank to the bottom of the water, and the wandering souls also went to their homes. The mournful wind passed through the bridge hole, and the mournful voices scattered. in situ.

On that day, the manjusawa on both sides of the strait opened and thanked, and when they opened, their youth fell in an instant.

On that day, the ghosts in the underworld danced wildly, thinking that they had gained freedom for a while, but they didn't realize that it was all a dream.

A thousand years of time rolled by between the fingers, unable to grasp or keep.

In the vicissitudes of the world, the evil spirits of hell came one after another.

Although my physical body died, my soul did not completely disappear. Two wisps remained, but because my body had turned into a red wall and a white bridge in hell, I could only linger in hell forever.

Strangely, my soul resides on Hades.Later, I realized that I had stabbed the Underworld Emperor twice with myself, how powerful the Underworld Emperor's heart was, and I was absorbed by the Underworld Emperor's heart with two strands of soul.

So, for thousands of years, I have lived in the heart of Emperor Hades.

Emperor Hades is crazy every day, sometimes she is sober, sometimes confused, but she is very happy with my arrival, when she is confused, she always tells me various stories, about the mortal Mo Li who is willing to make a deal with him for his brother, As long as his elder brother can get rid of the fate of premature death, he is willing to sink into hell forever.

Tell how Qingwu, the last king of the demon world, lingers on Huangquan and refuses to leave, and how he dreamed of planting a mandala in Huangquan, just so that his sweetheart can come to the underworld to have a look after thousands of years.

When she is awake, she will be merciful and tell me about Qing Tu and Master.

That day, the master of hell and Qing Tu went mad, the master's red eyes were crying blood, and Qing Tu's body soared with demonic energy, shaking the ghosts to their wits, they slaughtered in Huangquan, and all the ten halls of hell were beaten. They were seriously injured, and almost all the hell ghosts who blocked them were slaughtered.

Ananda invited the Buddha of the Western Paradise, and the Buddha came to hell with one hundred thousand Buddhas.

Although the master and Qing Tu were bathed in the Buddha's light, they were still not awake. They confronted the gods and Buddhas of the gods and wanted to let this world be buried with me.

The Buddha said, I prove the Tao with my body, and I have a compassionate heart. After ten thousand years, I may have the opportunity to be saved.

In this way, the master and Qing Tu were restrained, but they both failed and fainted, recuperating in Kunlun and the Demon Realm.

Emperor Hades was seriously injured, but she recovered very quickly, and she was able to cast spells to let me see the appearance of all beings in the sky and on earth.

So, I saw all kinds of endings in the world in the Stupa.

I saw Little Thorn weeping for me, she couldn't control her grief, shed her tears because she was too sad, she was originally raised by my drops of snow water, but now the rain and dew have dried up, her tears have dried up, and the moisture from the original rattan has drained Dry, so the little thorn went to the place where we lived together in the mortal world, and turned into the original shape of the thorn flower, entrenched in the small courtyard where we lived, year after year, day after day, the flowers and branches did not grow, the green leaves did not grow, only The roots of the withered old tree are rooted in the soil, stubbornly waiting for the return of the old man.

I saw Fu Sheng staring at Yao Luo's body day after day, foolish and foolish, as if he was about to fade away.

A protracted war erupted between the human world, the demon world, and the heavenly clan. Mo Gan killed Poro Ayunu, and then disappeared into the world. Do not communicate with each other, and do not interfere with each other.

As for the master, he once went to the Underworld and told the Underworld Emperor that he was willing to exchange with him so that the Underworld Emperor could be free, and he himself was willing to sink into the underworld forever and never go to the heaven and earth again.

The master can't see me, and I can't see him either. After all, my soul was still weak at that time. Unless Emperor Hades wants me to see it, I can never see the outside world, so I can only hear the old and sad voice of the master. Echoes long and hollow in the depths of hell.

I felt Emperor Hades' eyes lingering on my heart, where I had two remaining souls. She rejected the master, Emperor Hades said: "Your heart has already fallen into hell, and you have been imprisoned for a long time. You are better than me!" I am even more miserable, I have only my body imprisoned, and you will never be free."

As for Qing Tu, he passed the throne to Xue Ji, and drank by the Naihe Bridge by the Yellow Spring every day. He was crazy, talking to himself, sometimes sober, sometimes confused, and when he was drunk, he was dressed in rags and passed out on the bridge. I can no longer see the glamorous appearance of the past.He doesn't eat, and has all kinds of candy in his pocket.Thirsty, only drink, hungry, only eat sugar.

For wine, prepare a jug.Cups, prepare two.Drink a cup for yourself, and put a cup on the bridge.Fill up the wine for yourself, and then fill up the empty cup on the bridge, just like this, drinking one cup after another silently.

As for the sugar, prepare two of each kind, eat one for yourself, and put the other on the bridge.

Now, he has become taciturn, most of the time he does not speak, he is unshaven, haggard, like a down and out man living in hell.

But occasionally he does talk.

He couldn't see me, but the power of my soul at that time gradually became stronger, and rarely I could break free from Emperor Hades, and leaned close to him, listening to him muttering: "Tang Tang, are you cold? Holding you, you won't be cold."

"Tang Tang, I won't let them step on your body, it will hurt you so much!"

For the next thousand years, he slept on the bridge, and countless evil spirits walked past him in shackles. He always whispered: "Tang Tang, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it's a pity that they will also be locked in this hell You can't be free!"

I gave a wry smile, the master tried to get out of the thunder pool and get free.But for tens of thousands of years, he often came to see Emperor Hades, and the two sat opposite each other without speaking. I could feel that his heart was imprisoned forever like a caged beast.Qing Tu, out of the wilderness, could have galloped across the world and across the Three Realms, but in the end he became a wanderer in hell, no longer free and easy as before.As for me, I thought that after my body and soul disappeared, I could be lost in the world, and I would cut off all ties to the world, but I still became a ray of soul living in the hearts of others.

The freedom we are looking for has finally drawn a prison for ourselves, and we will never be freed for eternity.

I heard a long sigh, and Qing Tu said emotionally: "Tang Tang, when are you coming back? I've left sweet-scented osmanthus for you!"