hell in disguise

It was a long journey from Bianliang to Xiangyang, and the three of them rented three horses and galloped all the way, changing horses at the post station several times on the way.

The last time Yan Fei traveled with Tan Yangzi was when he was just taken in by Tan Yangzi.At that time, Tan Yangzi did not have a fixed residence in the world, and he lived in peace with the situation. When he met a Taoist temple, he would make a list.

At that time, Yan Fei, who was young but had already tasted the warmth and coldness of human nature, only wanted to have a stable place to live, a comfortable bed to sleep in when tired, a full meal when hungry, and a roof to cover his head when it rained. rain.But now, when I think back to those days when the two of us had a banquet, and when Tan Yangzi made wild vegetable soup, I feel nostalgic.

So Yan Fei was extremely excited when he went out this time.I packed three bags of luggage, but was ordered by Tan Yangzi to only bring one bag.He selected carefully and tossed for a long time before he chose.Along the way, his eyes were bright, flowing like two black pearls, and his slightly flushed face became more and more radiant like a peach blossom, which complemented the fiery red dress. Looking at it, one can't help but marvel, what a handsome and beautiful boy.

They settled down in the posthouse, and as soon as they entered the main hall where they had dinner, many surprised eyes fell on Yan Fei, but Yan Fei didn't seem to feel it at all, and just kept talking to Tan Yangzi.

"Master, they said that there are not enough rooms, and there are only two left. Why don't we squeeze together?" As he spoke, he raised a charming smile that made his heart skip a beat, and asked the two people at the nearby table to go to Beijing for the exam. The scholars also stared straight at the scene, and a singing girl on the other side also blushed.

But Tan Yangzi, the recipient of this smile, is immune to this beauty, "Not enough? I have been to this inn several times, and it has never been full."

Yan Fei lied without changing his expression, "Maybe there are more people rushing for the exam in Chunwei?"

Tan Yangzi hummed, waved his hand and said, "Then you go and ask for two rooms. One for you and me, and one for Mr. Tao."

Dasa Moluo waved his folding fan, but smiled and said nothing.

Yan Fei then went to the counter and asked the shopkeeper for two rooms and paid a deposit.Here, Tan Yangzi and Dasa Moluo found a table and sat down, Xiao Er quickly brought them tea and peanuts, and reported the names of a few dishes.Tan Yangzi simply ordered a few of the little girls and went.Dasa Moluo looked at Yan Fei who was registered in the register at the counter and said, "Your apprentice has a really good relationship with you."

"I raised him, of course we have a good relationship." Tan Yangzi poured tea for the three of them.

"It's not so good." Dasa Moluo sighed, "That night I said something to persuade you to find Hong Wuchang, and he looked at me as if he was going to eat me."

Tan Yangzi chuckled a few times, "Let me mind your own business."

At this time Yan Fei also came over, sat down on the stool next to Tan Yangzi, took the teacup from Tan Yangzi, and gulped it down, choking twice when he drank too anxiously, Tan Yangzi I patted him on the back, "Slow down, no one will grab you."

Yan Fei seemed a little embarrassed, and smiled shyly at Dasa Moluo.Along the way, his attitude towards Dasa Moluo has softened a lot, probably because the latter no longer mentioned the matter of impermanence.

When the dishes were served, the three of them ate in silence, chatting occasionally.Afterwards, Tan Yangzi went back to the room first, and Yan Fei saw that the peach trees outside the post house were in bloom, so he wanted to take a look before going back to the room.Dasa Moluo also took a walk with him, and there was nothing to say between the two of them for a while, so they asked leisurely, "Speaking of which, I still don't know how my nephew met my good friend? From what I know about him, he is not a caring person who likes to take care of children? How did you 'subdue' him?"

Yan Feizheng reached out to grab a branch of peach blossoms. Hearing his question, his thoughts drifted back to the long past, and there was a bit of tenderness in his eyes, "I was sold to traffickers by my parents, and traffickers sold me to juggling classes The leader of the class. The leader of the class treated me badly, so I wanted to run away, but I failed and was almost beaten to death. Later, I was saved by Master."

He spoke in a flat tone and simple words.A few words, but it is a past full of suffering and tears.

The class leader not only beat and scolded the children who were learning various acrobatics, but also didn't even give them enough food to keep their bodies soft, and often handled him at a young age.The class leader himself is a pervert. Many boys in the class have been molested by him, and now he obviously has Yan Fei's idea. Fortunately, several brothers in the class are protecting him so he has not been able to succeed.Although Yan Fei didn't know much about sex|desire at that time, he also knew how sinful this kind of thing was, especially when he heard the crying from the class master's room at night, and knew that it was the brothers who replaced him Enduring abuse|abuse, hatred has long accumulated in the heart.

Yan Fei originally wanted to kill the class leader to avenge his brothers, so he secretly obtained rat poison and put it in the class leader's tea.Who would have thought that the leader of the class was not dead, but was revived by the doctor.Yan Fei escaped under the cover of his brothers, but was caught by the leader and thugs in the ruined temple, who immediately pinned him to the ground and beat him to death.The stick as thick as an arm hit his thin back one after another.Those people don't know what kindness and compassion are, and the pleasure of violence makes them have a distorted smile on their faces.

Yan Fei's mouth and nose smelled of blood, his eyes turned black, and the pain gradually became numb. At that time, he thought it was his end.

But suddenly the stick stopped, the strong wind brushed his cheeks, and the thug who was holding him and beating him flew out screaming twice, and the beggars and passers-by who looked around were also screaming.

Yan Fei still remembered that when he looked up, he saw Tan Yangzi's stern and haughty face against the light, and suddenly thought he saw a fairy.

Tan Yangzi was going there to catch ghosts, and he passed by the ruined temple on the way, but he saw such inhuman abuse.At that time, he had just used the corpse candle array not long ago, and the effect hadn't faded away, when he found several lumps of extremely deformed rotten meat covered with maggots surrounding a boy who hadn't changed at all, beating the boy vigorously with a stick small body.The boy's screams could be heard outside the temple, but none of the numb beggars and passers-by around him stopped him.There is also a monster nearby, whose whole body is covered with tumors similar to the man's, filled with disgusting yellowish mucus, shouting "Kill him! Kill this ungrateful little bastard!"

Such a deformed monster, Tan Yangzi, knew what kind of crime he had committed at a glance.An unspeakable anger welled up in my heart.He had encountered such an inhuman person before his memories of his previous life recovered, so that whenever he saw it, he wanted to cut him into pieces.

It's a pity that he is green impermanence and should not harm human life.

Yan Fei only saw that the immortal-like man in Tsing Yi was filled with a terrifying and murderous aura, and he moved to the leader in an instant at a speed that he couldn't see clearly. He swung the blue long sword in his hand, and heard the leader scream With a sound, blood was already in the crotch.

The leader's thing was cut off.

Looking at the head of the juggling class who was screaming and writhing on the ground, Tan Yangzi just sneered.The people around were all stunned, and those thugs were even more limp on the ground, thinking that he was Shura Yasha.Tan Yangzi shook the blood on the blade of the sword in disgust, turned around and walked to the bloody Yan Fei behind him, squatted down, looked at him with pity, as if he was thinking about something.Yan Fei tried his best to raise his head, stretched out his hand with the last of his strength, and grabbed the corner of the clothes of the fairy who came down from the sky to save him.

"Don't go..."

Tan Yangzi didn't know whether he took in Yan Fei because he couldn't see his soul, or because of these two words.

Because of hurting mortals that time, Tan Yangzi was severely punished in Hell, stripped of his clothes and suffered from the extreme cold for ten days in Honglian Hell. His skin was torn apart, and blood overflowed and quickly condensed, as if his body was covered with red lotus flowers. It was a beautiful and cruel punishment.

But Tan Yangzi didn't regret it at all.

After ten days in hell, Tan Yangzi dragged his heavy body back to the human world. After putting on a human skin, he braced himself and went to the inn to find Yan Fei who had been waiting for him all day and night.The moment he saw Yan Fei, his vision went dark and he passed out.Although Yan Fei didn't know where Tan Yangzi had gone or what he had endured, he instinctively felt that the god who saved him had become so weak because of him.In the dark, he was young and tightly grasped Tan Yangzi's knuckles, which were much wider than his, as if grasping the last straw before drowning.

These are just secrets hidden in the memories of Yan Fei and Tan Yangzi.Yan Fei didn't want a third person to know, that's why his answer was so simple.

However, Dasa Moluo only listened to Yan Fei's succinct narration, and still showed compassion, and said apologetically, "It turned out to be like this, I was the one who asked the question abruptly."

Yan Fei still smiled brightly, "It's nothing, it's all in the past."

"I often hear about you, but this time I saw you, you are indeed a sensible child." Dasa Moluo said, but there seemed to be other meanings in his tone, "You must know a lot about his other identity ?”

"He didn't want to tell me too much about hell." Yan Fei said indifferently, with no expression on his face, "but I do know something."

Seeing that Yan Fei spoke vaguely, Dasa Moluo knew that he still had a trace of hostility towards him.He calmed down and smiled, "Then, you should also know that Qinghong Wuchang must return to Fengdu every three months, otherwise hell will send other Wuchang to capture him back."

"So what if you know?"

"If you want to become famous and impermanent, you must go to Fengdu. How do you plan to get there?"

Yan Fei's charming eyes turned very cold for a moment, and he looked at Dasa Moluo expressionlessly, "I heard that the reason why Wu Daozi, the saint of painting, was able to make a disguised picture of hell so lifelike is that Because he has visited Hell himself. If he can go, why can't I?"

Dasa Moluo was a little surprised, and suddenly smiled gently, "How can you believe the rumors in the market?"

"How can the rumors in the market be recorded in the "Little Notes of Fu Deng" written in the black rope hell text?"

Dasa Moluo was stunned, and his brows frowned slightly. Fu Deng Ji was a forbidden book in Fengdu Guiming Division. It could only be borrowed for three days with the approval of the judge, and the contents of the book were not to be disclosed to anyone.How could anyone in the world know? "How did you get the little note about the lamp? Was it given to you by Kannamara?"

"Of course not." Yan Fei rolled his eyes, as if he thought he was an idiot, "Don't worry, that book is still in Fengdu. Of course I have my own way. If you want to tell Master, it's fine, I don't Will admit it. How about seeing if he believes in me or in you then?"

The provocation in these words was already very obvious. Dasa Moluo was always modest and rarely made enemies, but he didn't know why this young man had such deep hostility towards him.He thought to himself that this young man might not just look so well-behaved and simple, but he didn't know if Tan Yangzi knew about it.

He thought for a while, and then laughed again, "I'm the one who is busy, don't blame my nephew."

Yan Fei snorted softly, turned his eyes slightly, and said, "It's enough for Master to have me as his red impermanence. I can do better than anyone or ghosts. We appreciate your kindness." He said After finishing, he took the peach blossom and went back to the inn.

Tan Yangzi sat in meditation alone in the room for a while, and practiced the formula of longevity for a while.He really hates the reincarnation that they have to go through when they are green and red. He especially hates that they have no memory in the first 18 years after finding a new skin. Abuse or cold treatment caused him, who has no memory, to suffer a lot of unnecessary pain.Although these pains can often be ignored by him after recovering his memory, the injuries will still leave traces on his spirit after all, and if they add up, they will easily become more and more extreme.Many Qinghong Wuchang died not because of fighting with ghosts, but because they had experienced too much darkness and pain in the world, and they could not find peace in hell. In the end, they either committed suicide or betrayed Feng. Encirclement and killing, in short, it is not a very good ending.And once Qinghong Wuchang, who has no life soul, commits suicide, it will be wiped out and will no longer exist.

Therefore, if you can use the longevity technique to maintain this body for a longer time, you can save one reincarnation, which is good for your physical and mental health.

After paying off, seeing that Yan Fei hadn't come back yet, he exchanged for Xiao Er to bring hot water up.Today I ran all the way, my body is covered with dust, and Tan Yangzi, who always likes to be clean, is very unhappy.He took off his clothes and entered the bathtub, soaking his whole body in the steaming hot water, and let out a low sigh in his throat.He reached out and pulled out the jade hairpin in the bun, and the long snow-like hair poured down in an instant, spreading out on the water surface like white practice.

When Yan Fei came back with the peach blossoms, he heard the sound of water rushing from behind the screen.Turning his head to look, he saw Xiwei's soft light shining from behind the screen, outlining his broad shoulders and narrow waist and hips.The tough yet soft lines are becoming more and more hazy and seductive in the slightly drunken light.Yan Fei swallowed, and stayed where he was.

Tan Yangzi forgot to bring a change of clothes, so he wrapped a cloth towel around his waist and turned out of the screen.Crystal drops of water adhered to the smooth and firm chest muscles and abdominal muscles one by one, and spread all the way to the lower abdomen covered by the cloth towel. The cloth towel was slightly damp and wrapped around the slender and powerful legs. The honey-colored skin was glowing with heat. Slightly flushed, the waist-hip-length white hair was wetly wrapped around the back and waist, and the usually stern and solemn face also showed a bit of laziness due to sleepiness.

For a moment, Yan Fei's mind groaned, and he couldn't think of anything.It just feels like the blood in the whole body is boiling, gathering towards a certain suspicious part.

As soon as Tan Yangzi came out, he saw Yan Fei standing at the door staring at him stupidly, holding a peach blossom in his hand, his face was as red as blood.He was a little strange, so he asked, "What are you doing standing there? Where did you get the flowers?"

Yan Fei turned around suddenly, opened the door abruptly, and ran out like an arrow, leaving behind Tan Yangzi with a puzzled expression.