hell in disguise

Bianliang had just had a night of showers, and on the wet post road covered with puddles, a pair of flying riders galloped past the afterglow of the late moon.

Tan Yangzi got off his horse and tied the horse to a willow tree outside the hut.Bo Xun also came down, but he didn't tie his horse. He just kept looking at the deserted Caimen courtyard in front of him.

Tan Yangzi helped him tie the horse and said to him, "Go in."

Since he became Bo Xun, he has only come back once, but he just hastily settled Master's body and left.For some reason, he felt that he had lost the qualification to come back here after having obtained the soul of fate.

This is the home of Yan Fei and Tan Yangzi, not Bo Xun's.

Seeing that Bo Xun was motionless, his eyes were flickering, sad for a while, wronged for a while, angry for a while, I don't know what sickness he was having again.Tan Yangzi took a deep breath and told himself to be patient, so he took the initiative to grab Bo Xun's wrist, and pushed open the firewood door that had been sealed by spider webs.The vegetable garden in the small courtyard that Yan Fei took care of was completely deserted and overgrown with weeds, and the few chickens he raised had long since been released.The garlic peppers hanging by the door have long since shriveled, the moss has spread to half a person's height, and weeds have grown on the thatched roof.

The past is vivid, but the family has changed beyond recognition.Bo Xun squatted beside his vegetable field distressedly and began to be dazed again.Tan Yangzi didn't care about him, he opened all the doors of the house to ventilate, took a bucket to fetch some water from the Bian River beach outside the door, took a rag, wiped the tables, chairs, beds and stools, and used a dust whisk to clean them. Dust the bedding curtains.When he was almost done gesturing, he saw that Bo Xun was still squatting there staring at the weeds in the vegetable field, not knowing what he was studying so earnestly.

Tan Yangzi walked up to him and knelt down to watch with him, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see the name.

"What are you looking at?"

Bo Xun pointed to a small raised hole hidden in the grass.A number of ants were moving in and out in an orderly fashion, dragging as many objects as they could find that were larger than their own bodies into the hole.

Tan Yangzi raised his eyebrows, "How old are you? Still looking at ant holes?"

"You see them running around like that every day, but you don't know that as long as I step on it, the complex and huge anthole they have worked so hard to dig will be destroyed. What they have fought for all their lives will be wiped out. Bo Xun murmured, "Their entire future is not controlled by them, but in the hands of me, a creature that is much stronger than them. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, it all depends on my mood. Even if I choose to kill them Even in the human world, this kind of behavior is not a big deal, not even a bad thing. But to them, it is a catastrophe. Their lives are meaningless and worthless to me. In this way It's scary when you think about it."

Tan Yangzi did not speak.

Bo Xun turned his head to look at him and said, "All our creatures may be ants in the eyes of another creature that we don't know or understand."

But Tan Yangzi reached out and tapped on his forehead lightly, "Stop thinking about these illusory things, come into the room with me."

Yan Fei obediently stood up and followed him step by step.Tan Yangzi let him sit on the bed, while he rummaged through the cage for a long time and found a locked red sandalwood box.He tore off the lock with brute force, and took out a delicate and small bronze mirror from inside.

Bo Xun knew this mirror. Tan Yangzi told him a long time ago that when Hong Wuchang was traumatized and couldn't heal himself for a while, Qing Wuchang could use this clear mind to estimate the damage.However, the two of them had never encountered Yan Fei being backlashed in the process of hunting ghosts, so the mirror was also locked deep in the cabinet, and no one cared about it for a long time.

Tan Yangzi handed the mirror to Bo Xun, "Take it well."

Bo Xun obediently grabbed the handle of the mirror.

"Look in the mirror, what do you see?"

Bo Xun took a look and said, "It's me."

Tan Yangzi suddenly placed a pair of sword fingers between his eyebrows, and whispered the hell mantra in his mouth.Bo Xun only felt a slight tingling between his brows, and a strange itching in his head.Tan Yangzi said, "How about now?"

Bo Xun looked down in response to the words, but exclaimed, the mirror in his hand almost fell.Tan Yangzi took over the mirror at this time, and Bo Xun's love string had been imprinted in Ming Xin Jian, and turned into the appearance of the master of love string to help Qing Wuchang, who was not very familiar with love string, understand the injury.Tan Yangzi saw that Bo Xun in the mirror was heavily wrapped by countless black things like tangled cobwebs, making it difficult to move, and Bo Xun's expression was painful and hideous, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was about to suffocate.

The black messy threads should be all the negative emotions that Bo Xun suppressed in the depths of his spiritual consciousness. The Ziwei God probably found the most painful thing for Bo Xun, and dug up all these black nets that Bo Xun wanted to forget and escape. Come out, in order to weaken the imprisonment of Bo Xun.If the mental power is consumed by these negative emotions for a long time, when the time comes, the mind will be scattered and the power will be out of control, and it will be defeated without a fight.

I didn't expect Ziwei God to be so proficient in spiritual magic.After all, Bo Xun has only become Hongwuchang not long ago, and lacks actual combat experience, so he must have fallen into a trap.

It's just that he didn't expect that there were so many painful memories and emotions in Bo Xun's heart...

How many of these memories are about yourself?Did you cause him to become like this?Tan Yangzi stopped his thoughts, knowing that continuing to think about it and complaining about himself would not help. The important thing now is to find a way to help Bo Xun recover.

Otherwise, if Asu Yun took advantage of Bo Xun's sluggishness, he didn't know what would happen.

To unravel these dark emotions that are currently imprisoning Bo Xun's mind, Bo Xun alone... Judging from his current state, it should be very difficult to achieve.It's better to take him here to rest for two days, the familiar environment and the good memories of the past may be helpful.

Tan Yangzi turned to look at Bo Xun, only to see that he looked tired, his lips were pale, the redness in his eyes was still dangerously moving, and even when he was sitting, his muscles were tense.Tan Yangzi thought about it, and decided to find a way to relax him first.

Bo Xun seems to be listening to him very much so far, so it shouldn't be difficult.

He pulled Bo Xun to stand up, raised his hand and untied Bo Xun's belt.

Bo Xun seemed a little embarrassed, and smiled shyly, "Master, you are so proactive."

Tan Yangzi knocked on his forehead again angrily, "What are you thinking about! I've already boiled hot water, so you can obediently take a hot bath for me, and don't think about anything messy."

Bo Xun pursed his mouth in disappointment, but his hands didn't stop, and he quickly undressed in cooperation.Eunna brought a few barrels of hot water from outside the house and poured them into the tub behind the screen, tested the water temperature, and when he looked up, he saw Bo Xun, who was already naked, holding his clothes to cover the important parts, standing obediently aside, with his cheeks redness.

"What are you doing in a daze, come in." Tan Yangzi pointed to the bathtub.

Bo Xun said, "Master, go out."

Tan Yangzi rolled his eyes and muttered, "Who asked me to wait for the bather and change clothes last time? Why am I suddenly so embarrassed now", but he still walked out.While Bo Xun was taking a hot bath in it, Tan Yangzi cleared out some of the pots and bowls in the kitchen, and cooked a bowl of soothing soup with the lily, Poria cocos and other medicinal materials that he and Bo Xun bought on the way back.As a result, as soon as the soup was served, Bo Xun ran out in a hurry without even fastening his clothes, shouting in panic, "Master! Master!"

Tan Yangzi thought something happened to him, so he hurriedly ran out of the kitchen with the medicine in his hand, "What's wrong?"

As a result, when Bo Xun saw him, his face was relieved, and the red color in his eyes that was getting thicker faded back again, and he rushed over and almost knocked over the bowl in Qianna's hand, "I thought you ran away again."

Tan Yangzi was so angry that he wanted to kick someone, the crazy Bo Xun was always surprised like this, maybe he was driving him crazy before his madness was cured.But now is not the time to lose your temper with him, lest you accidentally make him cry... Tan Yangzi took a deep breath, recited the mantra of clearing the heart over and over again, stretched out his hand that was not holding the soup, and patted the back of Bo Xun's head , "I won't leave until you recover from illness."

"I'm not sick? I'm a celestial being, and celestial beings don't get sick."

"...Hurry up and go back to the house if you are alive or not! How can you be disheveled in broad daylight!"

"Oh..." Bo Xun had no choice but to let go of Tan Yangzi, and walked back to the house step by step.Tan Yangzi refilled a bowl of Anshen Soup for Bo Xun, watched him drink it, and let him lie down on the bed to sleep.It had been a long time since he had taken care of Yan Fei like this, carefully tucking in the quilt, there was a trace of nostalgic warmth in his heart.He was about to leave when Bo Xun grabbed his sleeve.

"Master, I don't want to sleep."

Tan Yangzi turned around to see that there was a bit of panic in his eyes.Why are you so afraid of sleeping?Is it because I saw something terrible in the spiritual contest with God Ziwei?

What makes Bo Xun so afraid?

Tan Yangzi sat by the bed and said softly, "Your spiritual consciousness is damaged, and you need to rest and recover in sleep. Many Hongwuchang have to sleep for three days and three nights after fierce battles. You have competed with Ziwei God, I'm afraid Need more rest."

"I don't want to sleep." Bo Xun said stubbornly, his tone a bit stiff.

"Why don't you want to sleep?"

"not sleepy."

Tan Yangzi looked at his eyes that had been bloodshot for many days, "At least close your eyes and rest your mind, even if you meditate."

Bo Xun frowned, very unhappy.But he thought for a while and said, "I want to hear you hum the song I hummed when I was a child."

Tan Yangzi was taken aback, "How old are you? Do you need someone to coax you to sleep?"

Bo Xun said, "I'm a patient now."

Are you calling yourself a patient now?Tan Yangzi wanted to slap the little bastard on the head.But after thinking about it, if humming a song can make him sleep more peacefully, what is there to insist on.

Tan Yangzi sighed, cleared his throat, and began to hum the few tunes he remembered.His voice was very low, mellow and affectionate, like the deep sea washing against the reef under the moon, and there was a bit of sadness in the tranquility.Bo Xun felt as if he had returned to many, many years ago, the first time he felt safe and warm after wandering for a long time, as if he had been flying in the air for countless years and finally landed on the on solid ground.His consciousness gradually eased, and he fell into a deep and gentle sleep. The spirit that had been tortured for hundreds of days by the illusion of Ziwei God in an instant finally found peace.

Tan Yangzi saw that his breathing was gradually slowing down, his mouth was slightly opened, and he was sleeping soundly and peacefully.His heart just relaxed a little.He looked at Bo Xun's face seriously, and it seemed that after such a long time, he finally had the opportunity to look at him quietly again.The boy who was so distressing in the past has grown into such a handsome and charming appearance, and has the power to overthrow the sky.But when he was sleeping, it was clear that he was still the same little Yan Fei who would pull his sleeve while sleeping and refused to let go.

It is clear that there is nostalgia in the heart, but there is still a trace of sadness.

It is impossible for Bo Xun to belong to him like Yan Fei.Bo Xun has his mission, his dream, and his followers.What's more, their acquaintance was also due to an accident caused by obsession. It is not easy to persevere in an already fragile chance.He tried to resist, but in the end, he was still unable to resist the flame of the other party's desperate obsession.It's just that I don't know in the future when Bo Xun wakes up from his dream and the fate is over, will he be able to let go calmly?

The flickering of the candle made him drowsy, so he leaned against the bed board at the head of the bed to take a nap.As a result, he slept until midnight, when he was suddenly awakened by a painful groan and intermittent and rapid sleep talking.I saw that Bo Xun's whole body was twitching, and every muscle was tense, just like this paragraph.His eyeballs rolled rapidly under his eyelids, and he couldn't hear what he was saying so quickly.Bo Xun seemed to be begging, but also seemed to be scolding angrily, his hands were tightly clutching the quilt, and his teeth were rattling.Suddenly, bright holy light burst out from his body, causing Tan Yangzi to take a few steps back, and Bo Xun's convulsions became more and more violent, as if he was fighting an invisible monster.

"Bo Xun! Bo Xun!" Tan Yangzi tried to approach, but was forced back by the heat wave several times.In his sleep, Bo Xun forgot to restrain his own strength, and for Tan Yangzi, the holy light was as difficult to approach as a raging fire.

Bo Xun suddenly opened his eyes wide and screamed.His divine power erupted, and immediately burned all the furniture in the room to ashes.Tan Yangzi was also swept by his out-of-control force, his whole body flew halfway across the room, and slammed into the wall at the other end.His arm was badly burned just now to protect his head and neck, a large blister formed, and the Tsing Yi also caught fire, and he quickly took it off and threw it on the ground to stamp it out.

Although Bo Xun opened his eyes, he didn't wake up.His beautiful face was once again distorted by hatred and anger, with bulging veins and protruding eyes, almost like a ghost.Everything around him started to burn, and the steaming heat wave shook the air.

Tan Yangzi was taken aback, Bo Xun's mind was confused, he couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams, and he might go completely insane if he went on like this.Regardless of the raging flames that were constantly destroying his body, he used the body-protecting method, and approached Bo Xun with difficulty against endless evil spirits.After finally getting to Bo Xun's side, his condition is no different from that before he was cured by Bo Xun.He gritted his teeth, hugged Bo Xun's twitching body tightly, and kept calling in his ear, "Yan Fei! Yan Fei! Wake up! Wake up!!"

At first, Bo Xun didn't react at all, and the vigorous struggle made him almost unable to suppress it.But when he called Yan Fei more than a dozen times, Bo Xun's eyes finally shone with a gleam of light, showing signs of sobriety.The zhenqi erupting in his body finally subsided gradually, and as the light in those black glazed eyes became clearer and clearer, Tan Yangzi was able to confirm that he had woken up.

Bo Xun woke up from the nightmare, and saw the bruised and disheveled master hugging him tightly, and their thatched hut was in a mess, even the roof was half-opened.

Bo Xun was shocked, his trembling hands wanted to hug Master, but he was afraid of touching the scars on his skin, "Master!"

Tan Yangzi exhaled, finally relaxed his body, and said with a wry smile, "No wonder you have been refusing to sleep for the past two days."

It turned out that he had hurt the master like this, and at that moment Bo Xun wished he could slash himself to death with his palm.His eyes were moist, and he quickly mobilized his divine power to heal Tan Yangzi's injury.While reciting the mantra, his lips trembled a little as he tried to endure the intense emotions caused by his heartache and self-loathing.Seeing his self-reproach, Tan Yangzi felt even more uncomfortable.

"Okay, it's all right now." Tan Yangzi pinched his shoulder lightly, pushing a strand of burnt white hair away from his chest.

But Bo Xun said, "I don't want to sleep anymore."

"If you don't sleep, you will not be able to distinguish between reality and dreams. At that time, it will only accelerate your madness. You must rest." Tan Yangzi held his face and looked at himself, "I'm fine, look, I've got a little scar I can't see it either. I'll be more careful next time."

But Bo Xun buried his head in his knees, clutching at the roots of his hair, "No...you don't know what I dreamed..."

He dreamed of the scenes of the tortured and brutal death of the qanna he had seen in Ziwei God's illusion, but in the dream, sometimes the person who killed the qanna became himself.But when he woke up, he really saw the master who was burned all over by his power, as if everything that happened in the dream extended to reality.

If this continues, he will really go crazy.

Seeing him in such pain, Tan Yangzi felt a throbbing pain in his chest.He knelt on the bed, hugged Bo Xun's head to his chest, patted the back of his head lightly, and whispered, "Tell me how to help you. I can definitely help you."

Bo Xun hugged Tan Yangzi's waist tightly, and breathed in the breath of Tan Yangzi's body.Only this breath can give his beating heart a moment of peace.

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Lihentian, in the Haotian Emperor's Palace, Changgeng Xianju walked anxiously, broke through many veils, and entered the innermost part of Ziwei God's bedroom.

Inside the countless gauze tents, there is a vaguely cross-legged figure sitting in meditation.

"My servant, Chang Geng, pay homage to the Holy Emperor." Immortal Chang Geng lifted his robe and bowed down.

The person inside the gauze said in a somewhat pale and weak voice, "Soul knot... I need soul knot!"

Immortal Lord Chang Geng frowned, but he didn't dare to raise his head, and continued, "Holy Emperor, there are still 430 infant Gu left, and the soul knot is not yet complete, so I'm afraid it's too hasty to take it at this time."

The person in the tent was silent for a long time, and suddenly waved his sleeves violently, and the heavy gauze curtains were immediately lifted by a gust of wind, revealing the face of God Ziwei hidden inside.

Immortal Chang Gung gasped.

Ziwei God said in a hoarse voice, "There is no time. Even if it is not a perfect soul tie, I have to make do with it."