hell in disguise

Sit down on the ground, close your eyes, and lift up Feng Lingjue.This spell is specially used by Qingwuchang to prevent Hongwuchang. It can be used to seal the spiritual consciousness and force out the red impermanence consciousness that has penetrated into the brain.However, the disadvantage is that if the power of Hongwuchang is too strong, far exceeding itself, then not only will it fail to succeed, but it may also invade the deeper consciousness of Hongwuchang.

Before that, he didn't want to use it because he knew that Kuma had the blessing of Botan Mohua, so he probably couldn't succeed.But now he doesn't know how much time has passed in reality and what Kumar will do to Yan Fei, so he can't take care of these worries.He pressed his sword finger between his eyebrows, his sharp nails pierced the skin, and a numb pain spread from his forehead.The churning thoughts in my mind gradually settled with the flow of spells, and the noisy sounds from different people's memories around me gradually dissipated.Gu Na waited for a while, and only opened his eyes when there was only silence around him.

The scene in front of me was both strange and familiar.

In the long and winding corridor, bright and transparent patterns spread on the rafters.In the quiet courtyard, there are a few residual bamboos and a few plantains. On the stone steps, there are green moss marks and a few snails crawling.

It was probably the rain around Qingming, dripping down from the corner of the eaves of the corridor, with the cool smell of water vapor and thin raindrops splashing on the face, soaking the light green round-neck robe he was wearing.Eunna found himself lying on the railing, as if he had dozed off before.He straightened up slightly, raised his hand, his fingers were slender, without calluses, obviously he had never practiced martial arts.He lowered his head and saw his face in the puddle on the ground outside the eaves.

A fairly handsome young face, the corners of the eyes drooped slightly and looked a little melancholy, but there was a conspicuous cyan birthmark on the right cheek.

Kanna remembered this face.This is a human body that he used a long time ago, named Zhang Huachi, the bastard son of a famous family of important officials at the time.And where he is right now is You'an Mansion in Chang'an.

Suddenly, the past 300 years ago poured down like a broken gate.Those memories that had been dusty once again became as vivid as before.For a while, I was a little confused, not quite sure who I was.

Is it... Zhang Huachi?

The third young master of the Zhang family who is like an invisible person?

Looking at the scroll that fell on the ground, he suddenly remembered that today is his birthday.Today is over.

Then... Qianna, Tanyangzi, Qingwuchang, Fengdu, Hell... Is it just a dream?

But no, it's all so real.And now, as if he knew what would happen today, a sudden panic rose in his heart.

Although it was his birthday, most people in the mansion forgot it.Zhang Huachi was also happy to be quiet, he didn't have to go to pay his respects to the eldest lady, and he didn't have to socialize with relatives or servants of some status in the mansion.His mother was originally a servant of the mansion, and was taken into the house by his father, even though she was a concubine, she was also unhappy, wishing not to have him as a son.It is said that after he was born, he was actually thrown to the ground by his mother in an attempt to kill him.Originally, he did lose his breath, but then somehow he came back to life.

Because the birthmark on his face was unsightly, even his father didn't like this son very much, and the number of servants assigned to him was much less than that of his second elder brother.The servants also didn't like this taciturn third young master. They secretly said that he looked like a ghost and was scary, and his temper was as gloomy as a ghost. They also said that he had died once and resurrected, maybe he was really a ghost. .The daughter of the family who made a marriage for him before heard about his appearance and life experience, she would not marry him, she would rather elope with a poor scholar, which made him the laughing stock of the whole Chang'an.

When Zhang Huachi was a child, he often felt sad because of the rumors he heard. He ran to his mother and cried, but instead of comforting her, her mother sneered and said, "Aren't you just an ugly monster, and you don't take care of yourself by urinating." , he no longer took the initiative to talk to his mother, at most it was just saying hello once a day.

But there is still someone in this world who cares about him.

At this time, this person was entering the courtyard in elegant and luxurious uniform.His face is very handsome, his figure is tall and straight like a pine, and his temperament is arrogant and noble.As soon as he came in, the courtyard, which was originally a bit deserted, suddenly became radiant and bright.

Zhang Huachi's heart throbbed, but he still remembered bowing cautiously, "Meet the prince."

The person who came was the current prince.Zhang Huachi's father was an attendant of the East Palace and one of the prince's teachers. He often displeased the prince because of his outspoken admonitions, but his father's stubbornness was like a cow, and he was determined to be a loyal and upright savior. The admonishing minister who enjoys pleasure doesn't care what the prince is thinking at all, and sometimes he will make small reports with the emperor along with several other princes.

But the strange thing is that although the prince hates Zhang Huachi's father, he doesn't hate him.Zhang Taifu was originally a surrender of the former court, and he was highly valued by the emperor. A few years ago, he followed the imperial order and sent his second son, who was about the same age as the prince, to study with him in the palace. the meaning of.Later, the second elder brother was seriously ill and was sent home for recuperation. Zhang Taifu didn't want the position of accompanying student to be replaced by another family, so he had no choice but to temporarily let Zhang Huachi take the place for a while, just let him keep his head down on weekdays so as not to let too many people You can see the marks on his face.Zhang Huachi was originally worried that his appearance would make the prince unhappy, but he didn't expect that the prince had always been very gentle to him, the two chatted by chance, and they became very congenial with each other, and even became friends.

In Zhang Huachi's eyes, the prince who has always been said to be moody is just a young man who was born in the wrong place, likes to be free and easy, but is forcibly trapped in the deep palace.

But since when did that relationship start happening?

It seems that it was not long after Xin Xin died.

During that time, the crown prince doted on a music official named Xin Xin very much, and there was a lot of discussion between the government and the opposition.A group of Taifus including his father told the emperor that "Longyang's goodness is a dirty thing that violates the norms of heaven and earth", and the emperor killed Yixin in a fit of anger.

The prince was so sad that he locked himself in the East Palace and soaked in wine jars all day long.The father knew that Zhang Huachi had a good relationship with the prince, so he brought him into the palace and asked him to persuade the prince, so that the prince could change his mind and cheer up.Otherwise, if it reaches the emperor's ears, another storm will be caused.

But Zhang Huachi didn't say anything, just sighed, sat down beside the prince, and drank a few pots of wine with him.That day the prince cried in Zhang Huachi's arms until his heart broke, telling how much he missed him over and over again.Zhang Huachi felt a little envious when he heard it, it would be great if there was someone who could like him like this.

As if hearing what he said in his heart, the prince suddenly straightened up, grabbed his shoulders and looked at him blankly, saying that his eyes were very similar to those of Xinxin, and then kissed him.

Zhang Huachi didn't struggle.He has always known that he has no interest in women, but he has always secretly admired the tall and handsome prince.He responded obediently and youthfully to the prince's touch, opened his body clumsily, even when crying because of pain and pleasure, he just gritted his teeth and endured it without making any sound.Since then, this taboo and secret relationship has been secretly fermenting.

Sometimes Zhang Huachi felt that the reason why the prince chose him, who was not good-looking, might be because to a certain extent, they had the same disease and sympathy for each other.The emperor never understood the prince's heart. Although he doted on him superficially, he rarely chatted with him.But Zhang Huachi's father always treated him as if he didn't exist, looked at him as if he was looking at a servant, and never cared about how well he was reading and what he was doing in his daily life.The only time I think of him is because he is the only son left in the family.During the days when he was a companion, if the prince made a mistake, they would be the companions who would be punished.But his father never showed any mercy when punishing Zhang Huachi. Sometimes his palms were swollen like steamed buns, and he couldn't hold a pen for half a month.

They are all living in the bustling, but lonely people.Two lonely people leaned together to keep warm, and became addicted over time.Later, the second elder brother recovered from his illness and returned to his original job, and Zhang Huachi could no longer enter the palace, so the prince occasionally came to his residence to ask the teacher for advice, and met him quietly.Zhang Taifu didn't know about it, and was quite surprised that the prince had finally become the hardworking prince in their hearts.

Today is his birthday, and the crown prince told him that he would definitely come on this day.The moment Zhang Huachi saw his lover on his face that rarely showed a smile, he still couldn't help showing a warm smile.

The prince quickly helped him up.There were few people serving in his yard, and they were all sent away by him today.There was no one behind the prince.The two looked at each other for a moment, and the prince suddenly hugged him and kissed him.Lips and tongue twisted, body fluid exchanged, he heard the prince's sighing voice flowing into his ears, "I miss you so much."

Zhang Huachi was fascinated, but felt faintly uneasy.The two hugged each other into the house, and lay down on the bed before even locking the door.The prince eagerly tore Zhang Huachi's clothes, leaving spots on his neck.

Just as the two were rubbing their ears together, they suddenly heard an angry shout from outside the door, "Beast!"

Zhang Huachi shuddered all over his body. He looked towards the door, but saw his father standing at the door with a few servants. He probably came to look for the prince, but he didn't want to see such a promiscuous scene, with a dumbfounded expression on his face. .For the first time, his father's serious face finally showed a vivid expression of fear and anger because of him.

For a moment, Zhang Huachi's mind went blank, but he instinctively felt that the game was over.He grabbed the prince's skirt for help, looked at the pair of eyes that gave him infinite tenderness, and begged the prince for help.

But the prince didn't look at him, and he didn't panic about being caught.On the contrary, the prince was laughing, smiling triumphantly and mockingly, looking at Taifu Zhang with hatred in his eyes, "You finally found out."

What do you mean?

Zhang Huachi was stunned.

Taifu Zhang was trembling with anger, pointing at Zhang Huachi with a finger in the depths, "You...you shameless thing!!! How dare you!!!"

The expression on his father's face at that moment was genuine disgust.

Zhang Huachi felt his throat was blocked by a cork, but he couldn't speak when he opened his mouth.And the prince next to him also pulled his hand away suddenly, and stood up without hesitation.It was only then that Zhang Huachi realized that he was the only one with his clothes exposed, and the prince's robe was just a little wrinkled.He tried to cover up his clothes in panic, but the prince grabbed his wrist and tore open his skirt like a demonstration, revealing large red hickeys on his collarbone and chest.

"Master Zhang, you used to say that Xinxin is a lewd | evildoer who messed up the court. But look, isn't the son you raised by yourself just as lewd | lewd?"

Zhang Huachi felt as if he had been stabbed hard in the heart suddenly, he didn't feel any pain, but suddenly he felt like he was shaken so badly that he couldn't react.He opened his eyes slightly, looking at his lover who was still warm and tender just a moment ago.

The pain spread little by little.

"His Royal Highness! You!" The father was in great grief, kneeling on the ground with his knees limp, shaking his head sadly, "The old minister is sincere, and I only hope that the prince will become a wise king like your majesty in the future! Your highness, what will you do to the old minister if you do this?" Earth!!!"

"Hmph, if I had known this, why couldn't you let it go?" The prince said through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with impenetrable hatred, he walked slowly to Taifu Zhang and bent slightly, "I'd like to see , how would you treat your own son."

Zhang Huachi suddenly understood.

The person the prince never forgets has always been only satisfied.This has always been a revenge, and he is the pawn of revenge.

Who made himself the son of Zhang Taifu.

No wonder the prince suddenly treated him so well.If you think about it, you can understand that His Highness is so fond of you, how could he not hate his father who also participated in that incident.And when I grew up like this, even my own parents didn't love me, so how could anyone like me?After all, he was obsessed with ghosts, overestimated his capabilities, and acted passionately.

After all, he was still too young, and was so eager for warmth that when someone casually rewarded him with a little enthusiasm, he would jump right into it, without even seeing such an obvious trap.

The pain was as severe as a broken heart, and it was so painful that it was hard to breathe.He watched the prince Shi Shiran leave without a trace of nostalgia, and he didn't even look back at him.

"Your Highness!" Zhang Huachi finally shouted.His voice cracked and sounded endlessly bleak.

The prince's footsteps only paused for a moment, and then he continued to walk away.

Hehe, it's a pity that the crown prince doesn't even know that he is nothing in his father's heart.Father...wouldn't feel any distress.

That was the last time he saw the prince as Zhang Huachi.

The next moment, he was dragged by his father to the yard by his hair, and ordered someone to bring a wooden stick as thick as an arm.The old but still healthy and tough admonisher looked down at him with a look of dirty eyes, "The prince made a mistake, and the old minister is powerless to punish. But I gave you the life of an evil animal, and now you are so shameless. When the troubles come, the old man will keep you!"

The first club hit him on the head, and blood flowed down immediately, blinding his eyes.He only felt Weng Ran, his eyes went black, and his body lost his balance.Before he could react, the second stick landed on his back again.The attack was so ruthless that there was no room for it. One stick after another fell on his back like a storm, and he seemed to be able to hear the piercing sound of a broken spine.He felt pain, but when he opened his mouth, a big mouthful of blood gushed out, choking him so hard to breathe.

The stick landed hard on his leg again, breaking the bone in one fell swoop.He thought he was screaming, but in the end he choked on the coughing blood, and only made a buzzing like a gnat.His instinct for survival prompted him to try to crawl away from the atrocity, but he was dragged back by two servants.

The stick broke, and Taifu Zhang was too tired.He called someone to get a new stick and continued beating.

"Beat! Beat to death with a stick!"

"Master...this..."

"What are you afraid of! How can such a prostitute appear in my Zhang family! Kill him!"

Zhang Huachi struggled to open his eyes to look at his father, stretched out his blood-stained hand to grab the hem of his father's robe, and begged silently.He didn't want to die, he was just now, he was terrified.Is my father really not soft-hearted at all?Does father really hate him to the point of killing him?

Why is it that I can't bear to look at him with such strange eyes?

Why no one came to intercede?What about his mother?Are you really not going to save him?

Why no one came to help him?Is he really so... not worth living?

He just... accidentally coveted a little tenderness...

The Luan stick fell on the head and covered the face with a more intensive frequency than before.His waist was broken, his arms were broken, and his skull was cracked.He coughed in embarrassment, blood blocked his trachea and made him unable to breathe. He felt like he had turned into a boneless lump of flesh, unable to move an inch.

The darkness gradually swallowed him, and finally, the pain was no longer so painful.

He knew he was going to die.

Before he died, he seemed to gather his last strength, and he took a last look at his father.

With bitter hatred.