hell in disguise

Yan Fei coughed twice, raised his sleeves and wiped the water from his eyes. Although he was in a state of distress, he sat up straight calmly, with one hand on his raised knee, and rushed towards the woman in blue brocade. The convincing man smiled and said, "You are really welcome. I am so important to you, are you not afraid of drowning me?"

The man stood up slowly, bowed his body gracefully and said, "We should deal with the situation very well. If there is any disrespect, I still look forward to Haihan."

The cat in his arms twisted a few times, and the man let go of his hand, allowing the raccoon cat to jump to the ground.This cat is bigger than ordinary male cats, and it seems not afraid of people at all. It walked a few steps towards Yan Fei, squatted down in front of Yan Fei, its tail slowly swayed behind it, and its orange belt Green's beautiful eyes were fixed on him.

Yan Fei couldn't be in the mood to look at the cat at the moment, so he just said to the man, "Where are you going to lock me up? Where is Liu Yusheng?"

"I am Mu Shangji, the master of the North Water Altar of the Medical Immortal School. Before the Liuzhang sent me, I will serve you with all my heart."

At this time, a shocking jet of water rushed into the sky, apparently stirred up by those two giant beasts.Yan Fei said, "What are you going to do with Xuanjiao? He was controlled by me with the magic of red impermanence. You can't blame him for taking me away. After a few days, he will naturally return to normal."

"Xuanjiao is the elder of our Immortal Medicine Sect, we will treat him with courtesy."

This Mu Shangji's speech is impeccable, and his attitude is very thoughtful, giving people an unfathomable feeling.Yan Fei had nothing to do with him, so he didn't say any more.Mu Shangji ordered the plain-clothed waiter beside him to take Yan Fei to a gorgeous and comfortable cabin.However, as soon as he entered, Yan Fei felt that something was taking away something from his body. He only felt that the thick incense was pressing heavily on his body, his dantian was empty, and it was difficult for him to concentrate.The whole person has a feeling of groggy.

Apparently, the incense was poisoned, which made him unable to concentrate, and thus unable to use the spell of red impermanence.

The door was locked from the outside, and everyone was very polite during the whole process, but Yan Fei knew that this person was more guarded than Liu Yusheng.

Yan Fei didn't dare to close his eyes for two days in a row, and even if he slept, he just squinted for a while. With the addition of the medicine, he couldn't keep going, and fell asleep lying on the soft silk quilt.In the dream, he returned to the land and to the mysterious boulder.This time he didn't feel anxious like before, he just sat quietly in the water, a kind of remote and deep tranquility enveloped him, as if he had been sitting here for a long time, as if he was in harmony with the majesty around him, and the infinite Like the ubiquitous air, as if he were one with everything.

Such a beautiful tranquility lasted for a while, and he opened his eyes again, only to find that he was walking behind a person.

The back figure is very tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, blue skin, and large peacock blue scales covering the back, and many reverse scales formed after injuries are blooming like blue lotus flowers.There was a bloody wound on his shoulder and back, and a very old-looking bronze sword was stuck in it, which seemed to have been inserted into his spine.From the hilt of the sword, there are many tentacle-like fleshy filaments, extending to various large holes on his back.There is a dry mantle around his waist, an old bronze armor on his shoulders, scars all over his body, and his long tea-white hair is braided into a long braid.There are curved horns on both sides of the head, and the horns are also full of battle marks.

It's Master...

Although he has the knowledge of the master, but at the same time he seems to be looking at the back with another identity.They walked on a sea of ​​ice and snow, and there was a dead silence everywhere.The knife-like mountains in the distance pierced into the eternal dark sky, seeming to be out of reach and never reachable.

The biting cold pierced his pale skin through the manaless celestial robe, and penetrated the marrow of his bones from the soles of his feet.He felt his skin numb and itchy, and there was a hint of knife-like pain in the itching.His legs were also weak from walking for a long time, he staggered, tripped over a crack in the ice, and fell to the ground.

He has never been so weak, and the moonlight-like delicate brilliance that always pervades his skin has also faded.At this moment, he looked almost like a normal human being.

But isn't he an ordinary human being?

This little confusion was quickly forgotten by him.Everything is taken for granted.He tried to stand up, but felt that he had no strength left.

The cyan figure in front of him stopped and turned to look at him.He saw a pair of golden eyes.

Kannamara frowned impatiently and sighed, walked to his side, knelt down and looked at him, as if evaluating whether he could still move.Facing the master, his feelings were a little strange, and he even carried a trace of fear.But in this relationship, there is a lot of strange guilt and complexity.

He is a drag, he should abandon himself, right?Or would he run back and tell the other impermanence that he was here?

No matter what he chooses to do, he cannot blame himself.He could go back with the sword, but because he was worried that the use of spells would attract the attention of other impermanence, so he patiently trekked through this death ice field with him.

Qian Na didn't speak, but suddenly stretched out his hand, as if wanting to touch him.He stepped back quickly, "What are you doing?"

Qian Na rolled his eyes, "Back on your back, with your appearance, it is impossible to climb over Tiewei Mountain."

"But I am a celestial being, how do you touch me?"

"If you look like this now, even if you get burned, it won't hurt much. This little injury is nothing to me." As he said, he turned around and squatted down in front of him, "Come on up."

He shook his head and said, "You go, don't worry about me. If you are found out, you will also be in trouble."

"Okay! Don't talk nonsense!" Qian Na's voice was strong, even a little fierce.But he could still hear the tenderness behind the ferocity.

His arms wrapped around the monitor's broad shoulders, and in an instant he could see a small cloud of burning smoke rising between his own skin and that of Nana, and the blue skin was also rapidly turning purple.He wanted to let go, but Nana's hand had already hooked his knee, and he stood up with all his strength.

He couldn't remember what it felt like to be carried on his back the last time.He has always been such a powerful and noble existence, stepping on the colorful auspicious clouds, or swimming across the Milky Way and the sea of ​​stars on the Xuanjiao, he is supercilious, and even rarely has the opportunity to touch the skin of others.He has forgotten this feeling of being close to people.

It turns out that the skin of Qinglin ghosts is also warm, even though they were born in this cold and bone-destroying Qinglian Hell.

Kannamara didn't make any cry of pain, and even the rhythm of breathing didn't change, as if their contact didn't cause any pain to Kanna.But the skin that was burnt purple and blistered was actually in front of his eyes.For a moment, he felt his nose sour, and he wanted to cry.

Zunna said as he walked, "You may feel sleepy, but you must not fall asleep. If you fall asleep, you may not be able to wake up again."

He smelled a certain sandalwood-like smell from the Qinglin ghost, and some memory fragments that did not belong to him reappeared in his mind.In those memories, there were so many emotions in those bright yellow eyes, so vivid.These memories come from a sacrificer, a scent seeker who followed him and died for him.The original owner of this memory has deep, deep feelings for these eyes, and also has deep, deep regrets.So when he saw Jianna, he could recognize him.

It's just that Gannamara didn't know that he was the existence that he wished to cut into pieces.He had no doubt that once Kanna knew his true identity, he would stab the karma sword into his chest.

Maybe it was something he owed him, maybe he should have told him.But he still has a lot to do, he can't just die.Or maybe this is an excuse, he is just like those gods and gods who hate the sky, he is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

However, these days we get along day and night.He felt like he was going a little bit crazy.He felt that he was gradually attracted by this gentle Qinglin ghost who was carrying countless sorrows and pains.He didn't know if he was affected by memories that didn't belong to him, or if it was because he was extremely weak now that he had a strong attachment to the only person he could rely on, but he couldn't control himself.He has practiced for so many kalpas, and he has already got rid of that kind of worldly, irrational and unstable superficial evil, but now, he feels that his cultivation is breaking the merits at the fastest speed.

Probably because he was afraid that he would fall asleep, Zunna asked in a chatty tone, "What kind of official are you under Bo Xun?"

He said, "I am his bodyguard."

"What kind of god is he?"

"...Some people say that he is a fake compassion, some people say that he once prevented the Buddha from practicing Taoism, and now he is hypocritically imitating Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who disrupts the order of heaven and earth, and is a demon that disrupts the world. Some people believe in him and are willing to give up their lives. give him."

Qian Na sneered, "That's right, those people are really stupid."

In this sneer, there was an imperceptible trace of sadness.

"Have you ever thought that maybe those people originally thought that if they really succeeded, all ghosts including you would not have to continue to suffer? Maybe what they thought was that ghosts like you, originally They shouldn’t go to hell, and shouldn’t experience the suffering of endless reincarnation. That’s why they want to resist and change the existing order?”

"Then have they ever thought that maybe we don't want to be saved?" Qian Na's voice was flat, with no ups and downs, "Maybe we don't understand those great principles, and we just want to be with someone, quietly live?"

He was speechless.

Could it be... is he really wrong?

After all...he could see the pain of this Qinglin ghost.It was indeed himself who took away his lover and his happiness.

How many other people are like Jianna, who have been deprived of the most important person by their "kindness"?Has everything been ruined by your own "compassion"?

Even in the face of a powerful opponent, even on the verge of life and death, he never doubted himself, but now he began to doubt.Because he began to care about this little green lin ghost who was harmed by him miserably, and began to be swallowed up by that kind of emotion that had become unfamiliar but was as strong as a poppy, irresistible, and burned everything.

Is it true that disappearing by oneself... is really the best thing for this world?

When Yan Fei woke up, he found himself in tears.He wiped his eyes unexpectedly, but couldn't remember what he dreamed just now.

Vaguely, he seemed to be dreaming about his master, dreaming that he was another person, a celestial being.It seemed that he had done something too much to his master, and the pain that seemed to tear his heart apart still clearly remained in his chest.

With a whimper, he was startled.Turning his head, he saw the raccoon cat he had seen before squatting beside his pillow, looking at him with a pair of glowing eyes in the dark, as if he was a little worried.

Yan Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to touch the cat's head.But the raccoon cat turned its head to the side and avoided it impatiently.

Yan Fei smiled and said, "Such a bad temper? It's a bit like my master."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the cat glared at him angrily.

Yan Fei stretched out his hand and hugged him regardless of the cat's resistance.I thought it would be caught with blood trails, but it turned out that the cat just looked fierce, but it was actually very docile when it was hugged in its arms. It didn't even stretch out its claws, but just patted his cheek with the pads symbolically. hand in protest.

When he got into his arms, he didn't struggle any more, and just let him hug him obediently.Yan Fei laughed lowly and scratched the tabby cat's chin, seeing that the cat narrowed its eyes comfortably and purred in its throat.

"My master will definitely like you if he sees you. I didn't know he liked cats before." Yan Fei said, his expression darkened again, "I don't know what happened to master. I'm such a waste..."

His fingers were wet and limp, and the cat actually licked him.

Are you comforting him?