Han Zhiguang

He once stepped into his own mirror.

It was very quiet, very quiet.After a long silence, he heard the sound of dripping water, looked up and saw a void without end, the drops of water seemed to fall from a very high place, and seemed to appear out of thin air right before his eyes.He slowly stretched out his hand, staring at the drop of water penetrating through his palm little by little, blending into his feet, gently splashing away, creating ripples in circles.

In the infinitely slow time, the sparkling water rippled and disappeared under his feet, and he finally recovered a little clarity, so the nothingness was suddenly dyed with color, and the familiar scene was vaguely reflected in the water lines, and the gradually clear people and Objects are the only scene in this mirror-flowers-water-moon where everything is empty, like a colorful scroll untied from its straps, quickly extending from the feet to the distance, spreading out a place full of brilliance.

It was a very, very long picture scroll, leading to a very, very long road.

It was a long, long revolving lantern.

He died, he died with Gu Xuanwu, but he had been dead for a long time.

Human death is like a lamp being extinguished, the soul is pulled away from the body, scattered into three souls and seven souls and fell into reincarnation one by one, and he borrowed Yue Qiluo's sorcery to go against the sky, and forcibly locked the soul in his dead body, becoming A monster that is neither human nor ghost.

Since he deviates from the way of heaven, his three souls and seven souls can no longer be condensed into a complete soul, and he can no longer enter reincarnation.And the three souls and seven souls of human beings cannot last forever in a rotten corpse. When the body can no longer retain the soul, the only ending waiting for him is to fly away and completely disappear in the world.

He just didn't expect that without reincarnation, he would be able to see his own revolving lantern.

From birth to death, less than thirty years, the time under the feet is familiar and long.

Gu Xuanwu was probably walking a similar path to his own in his own fantasy world, but he thought that the path under his feet must be somewhat longer than Gu Xuanwu's path.Because his whole life was not intentionally attached to Gu Xuanwu, so his revolving lantern contained Gu Xuanwu's entire life, which was the part that Gu Xuanwu knew, and the extra path was the part that Gu Xuanwu didn't know.

When he knew Gu Xuanwu, Gu Xuanwu was still called Gu Shitou.He hasn't read the book for a few years, doesn't know many words, speaks endlessly, and seems to be very familiar with everyone-this is his least favorite type.But this kind of Gu Shitou is the center of all the children in the village. If he wants to be a gregarious person, he has to surround Gu Shitou like other children and watch Gu Shitou shine in the crowd.

When Gu Shitou said Xiangdong, the children said yes with admiration, and when Gu Shitou said Xiangxi, the children also said yes with admiration.He often disagreed with Gu Shitou's ideas, but everyone agreed, so he also said, yes.

His name is Xianzong, and his parents wanted him to shine in the family, but now he can only agree with Gu Shitou.

Gu Shitou walked in the front, and he walked in the back. He used all the little friends in the village as a barrier to isolate the distance between himself and Gu Shitou, but Gu Shitou always pulled him from the periphery and let him walk in the distance. your nearest location.

Gu Shitou likes to cling to him the most. Ask him about everything, and the children will listen to him for a long time.In the eyes of the children, the first is Gu Shitou, and the second is Zhang Xianzong.It was because of Gu Shitou that he walked ahead of all the children, but he still walked behind Gu Shitou.

Later, Gu Shitou asked him to teach him to read and write.He thought, your family is a butcher, so why recognize so many characters.Gu Shitou said that he couldn't just be a butcher all his life like his father.

Heroes emerge in troubled times, and the little Gu Shitou has great ambitions in his heart.

There is a thin line between aggressiveness and greed. Before everything is settled, the only difference lies in where this person has climbed.Winner and loser, one Gu Shitou became the later Commander Gu, from a dozen infantry troops in a remote village to an army of ten thousand under his command, a few years passed by.

Gu Shitou became Commander Gu, and he became Chief of Staff Zhang.Gu Shitou changed his name to Gu Xuanwu, and he was still called Zhang Xianzong.

The child's head was given by Gu Shitou, and the chief of staff was given by Gu Xuanwu.He was still following Gu Shitou, he could only follow behind Gu Shitou.

Just like Gu Shitou said to him many years ago: Come here, come to me.Later Gu Xuanwu said to him: Come here and be my chief of staff.There is no question mark at the end, the same declarative sentence as always, the same authoritarianism as always.

Gu Xuanwu never asked his opinion.

Gu Xuanwu gave him many things, often not because he knew he liked them, but because Gu Xuanwu liked them, so he felt that he must like them too.

Gu Xuanwu thought that a man should have power, so he gave him power; Gu Xuanwu thought that a man should learn to smoke and drink, so the cigarettes and alcohol were delivered to his mouth; Gu Xuanwu thought that a man should have a beautiful concubine to support the scene, so he married had eight wives.

Gu Xuanwu felt that a man should walk on such a path, so he made him walk on a similar path.

He is used to making all the decisions for him, including what kind of life he should live and what kind of woman he should marry.He didn't even ask him what kind of life he wanted to live, what kind of woman he wanted to marry.I never asked him who he likes.

He likes you.

But he was a man, what hope could he have?This love was stripped away with blood, and the blatant hatred corroded into ashes in the air.He hated that he and Gu Xuanwu were in an unequal position, hated that he needed to look up to each other.He hated that Gu Xuanwu called him a brother, but treated him as a cat, and satisfied his sense of accomplishment through giving alms from time to time, but trampled on his self-esteem.

He hates him for liking him.

Two contradictory emotions were tightly entangled in his heart. Fortunately, he had been dead for too long, and he almost forgot how he felt at that time.

He only remembered the night when Ding Datou called back for the last time, when Gu Xuanwu kissed him for the first time, he realized that he had never given up on what he wanted from the very beginning.

He fought back the pain that seemed to be falling apart in his body. It was very painful to sit, but he still sat upright.Xiangrui knelt opposite him, with a small body and a delicate and lovely face buried in his knees, just the type that Gu Xuanwu liked.

Commander Gu can also fall in love with men.

When Gu Xuanwu had sex with him, he called his name, so he was so painful that he lost consciousness for a while.Then he woke up, Gu Xuanwu was sleeping next to him, calling Xiangrui's name, but the embrace he held was extremely gentle.

He is Zhang Xianzong, the chief of staff under Commander Gu, with a gun on his waist and a knife hidden in his boots. He survived the rain of swords, guns and swords on the battlefield, his hands under leather gloves were soaked in blood, and he stepped on countless undead along the way.On the opposite side is a young man who is so thin that he can't even be considered a man. Apart from humiliating himself under a man, he can only kneel tremblingly in front of him like this.

He is not auspicious after all, and auspicious is not him after all.

No one can get Commander Gu's love.

He put on leather gloves to cover up the smell of blood on his hands. There was clearly another undead stepping on his feet, but his steps became brisk.Pushing open the door, brilliant sunlight shone into his eyes, reflecting the river of blood flowing behind him, stimulating his sense of smell again.

In front of him is the turbulent Wen County. The traces of the war's end are engraved in the air. Ding Datou's bones are not cold, and his heart is not yet stable. There are twice as many soldiers patrolling the streets alternately, but he feels in a good mood.

He has been entangled in the importance of dignity and love, but since he can't get either from Gu Xuanwu, he might as well seek relief.

His hope, in fact, disappeared early in the morning.He has to rely on his hands to earn back the life he wants.

It's a pity he went the wrong way.As he walked forward step by step, he suddenly realized that in fact, he had chosen the wrong road for many.

If it's possible, if... With an inaudible sigh, his revolving door came to an end.

He was tired, he felt that his soul was separating from his body, looking back at the road he had traveled all the way, he thought, this life is not good, it is really bad.

Fortunately, as long as he waits until his soul is gone, he will not stay with this bit of regret.

--What a pity.

His consciousness turned from clear to fuzzy, and then from fuzzy back to clear, when suddenly a voice came into his head, telling him that it was a pity.

The voice went from far to near, from near to far, just like this mirror flower, water moon, without boundaries, without source, but it surrounded him, hovered in his mind, changing all the time, making people unable to tell the age, or even tell the difference gender.

Some unprecedented cognitions also poured into his consciousness along with the voice, so he understood in an instant: Among the creatures in the three realms, only human beings have three souls and seven souls. Souls are different from essence and energy, and are extremely precious. treasures.However, there is a law of reincarnation in the world. After death, the soul directly passes through Wangchuan and enters reincarnation. Anyone who covets and acts is against the law of heaven and will be punished by heaven.

So it would be a pity if a soul like you that does not enter reincarnation dies like this.

He heard the voice ask him—

Now that you have gone through your own revolving lantern, are you willing to make a deal with me?

I will keep your soul alive, and I will give you a chance to do it all over again, but after you die in this life, I will accept your soul. From then on, your soul will condense in my body and blend into my flesh and blood, and your consciousness will also be destroyed. It will never be scattered, it will always exist in my mind, life after life, and will be forever shackled.

This voice is very calm, so calm that there is no color.It doesn't need any temptation, because it knows that in this fantasy world, people who deviate from the way of heaven will all choose the same answer-every kind of voice that this ethereal and changing voice can make is the one it has ordered. The contract is one soul after another imprisoned in his body.

Such is human nature.

He heard the cries and wails of those souls, and the despair brought about by the endless years was entangled in his mind together with that voice, constantly echoing.

And he sat at the end of the carousel, he said he would.

At that moment, the revolving lantern under his feet was covered by a huge light, and the scene on the scroll gradually dissipated, turning into the ultimate day and continuing to stretch into the distance.The new revolving lantern has paved a new path for him.

His time starts spinning again.

He walked step by step into the depths of time, and the voice followed behind him, telling him slowly: You have already left your body before you died, and now I will take away your soul as a deposit...

He felt that something was missing in his body again, but he didn't care anymore.Looking up, it was the end of the day, and he was only thinking, how many years can his soul be exchanged for?

The voice reminded him: Your way is over.So he closed his eyes and fell down heavily.

Tick, tick.

The blank picture scroll was closed again, and the revolving lantern continued to write, and at the same time, the light went back to the past.

He opened his eyes again.

It had been a long time since he had experienced such a freely moving body.

It is a house he is familiar with, with red silk hanging high, and it seems that there will be a happy event coming.Bad-mouthed maids passed by his room, and servants came to ask him about the layout of his new house from time to time. It only took him a moment to realize that his soul was in the past two years.

In two years, he has not betrayed, and Gu Xuanwu has not killed him yet.

The concierge notified Adjutant Ma that he wanted to see him, but before he got down, Adjutant Ma with a bruised nose and swollen face had already jumped in front of him: "Chief Zhang, the commander wants to see you, you should hurry up!"