Messenger of Bliss

pain…

it hurts...

My left hand hurts so much...

Fanyu...Fanyu...

Fanyu!

Heitu opened his eyes suddenly, he was surrounded by indescribable nothingness, the only part of his body that was still conscious was his left hand.

Me, in a dream?

No, it's impossible, this feeling is too real.

left hand.

Fanyu, my Fanyu, what happened?

His mind was blank, and the lonely chaos seemed to slow down his thoughts. Heitu sat up blankly, and saw the thick red stain on his waist. He touched it, and the blood had already dried.

He did it.

How long?

Where am I?

"hiss…"

A convulsion struck, and Heitu grabbed his trembling left wrist with his right hand, recovering a glimmer of clarity amidst the unspeakably painful pain.

What about him?

"Fan Yu! Fan uh..."

Heitu fell to the ground, his hand was twitching uncontrollably, he clenched his teeth, cold sweat soaked his forehead, no.

So weird.

In the past, it only hurt when you were close to him, but Fanyu, Fanyu is gone...

The dense sense of fear permeated and spread, penetrating to the bone, like ten thousand ants gnawed, and there was not even a wreck left.

——"I don't love you anymore, I don't want you anymore."

A terrible premonition choked his throat, and he couldn't wait to tear him apart.Heitu hammered the ground several times with his trembling left hand, forcing it and himself to calm down.

——"Don't look for me, don't miss me, don't miss me."

Bai Yan's words were like a gigantic bell being tolled, with the suffocating aftershocks constantly ringing in his ears.Heartache and annoyance tormented his spirit like a ship capsized by waves in the vast ocean, and he fell into the deep sea, bound by the raging rapids.

The illusion of blood bursting.

no... calm down, calm down...

"Tutu...hahaha...fool..."

"Tu Tu, I like you..."

"Tutu, you are so kind..."

"I, Fanyu, am pleased with you, fall in love with you, love you, and want to be with you...life after life..."

Life after life, together.

The man's voice, his smile, his anger, his tricks and cleverness--

scam.

It's all a scam.

He won't walk away, won't abandon me, unless...

He had to.

Something happened to him.

"what…"

The heart-wrenching cry is always silent.

The pen reviewing the memorial was inexplicably tilted, and the limestone on the beams flew away. Qin Sang stepped into the hall quickly, took Jiang Jie's hand and ran, "The knife room was shaken!"

"Oh..." Jiang Mo pulled him back into his arms, and patted his shoulder reassuringly, "I am one with the golden sword consciousness, so I naturally know the ins and outs, it's just that the people inside have come out, don't panic."

"He came out? Branded into the knife, no..."

"It's much faster than I expected. Alas, I really can't live for a few days." Jiang Jie smiled helplessly, "However, he always likes these coolers, and it's okay to unblock him. Very strange."

"If you help Bai Yan deceive him, he will never forgive you!"

"Prime Minister Qin... Are you worried about me?" Seeing his anxious face, Jiang Jiao felt warm in his heart, brushed the dust off his hair for him, and said softly: "He has no time to settle accounts with me, and he might have left Qiang at this moment. Stupid. If you don't believe me, listen..."

The tremor on the ground became weaker, and then gradually subsided, Qin Sang breathed a sigh of relief, "Then...then after him..."

"If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow. Maybe when you canonize the queen, you may not have the chance to meet him!"

Qin Sang's eyelashes fluttered a few times, as if he was chewing on Jiang Mo's words. After he realized it, his face turned red from his neck to the roots of his ears. He tried to pull his hand out, but failed, so he had to give him a kick, "Speak seriously." What's up!"

"What I'm talking about is a serious matter, and it's a major national event." Jiang Yu kissed the fingertips lightly, straightened his back, and said reverently: "Qin Sang, I've thought it over clearly, and you should think about it too, um ?”

"You... are you serious?"

"Do I sound like I'm joking?"

"I didn't mean that, it's just..." Qin Sang pursed her lips, "We are all men, ministers..."

Jiang Jie smiled, "When did I pay attention to their opinions? If you don't like it, just hold back, suffocate and pull down."

"You can't be so self-willed." Qin Sang lowered her head heavily, "In short, this is a big matter, and we have to think long-term. I don't ask for fame, but I am satisfied with your company and your sincerity...at least... at least marry someone who can ... who can bear children for you... pass on the lineage... carry on the lineage..."

He stumbled as he spoke, his voice became more and more hoarse, and at the end, he turned his head away and continued with difficulty, "Qiangyu can't be without descendants, and you can't be without descendants either..."

"Qin Sang." Jiang Mo poked his head and followed his dodging eyes until he was unavoidable. He squeezed his chin, forced him to look at him, and said roguely, "Don't ask me to marry someone I don't like. People, that's unfair to me, and even worse to others! Anyway, this life is stinky and long, and I'll spend it with you! Let me tell you, if you don't agree, I will beat you as a bachelor and ask you every now and then Once, until you can't bear it anymore, if you don't agree for the rest of your life, I will be a bachelor for the rest of your life! Anyway, you are a male vixen, you are sure!"

"Speak out loud." His vision blurred for a moment, Qin Sang pouted, and laughed again, "Okay, you should be a bachelor."

"Don't..." Jiang Mo wrapped his arms around his waist, and arched his neck like a puppy, "I'll give you the Queen's book right now, okay?"

Qin Sang slapped him across the face, "Nonsense!"

"Oh!" Jiang Jiao rubbed his cheeks aggrievedly, "Did I say something wrong again?"

"I was in a hurry, sorry."

"It's okay, haha...ha..." Seeing him staring at him with a solemn face, Jiang Jie laughed dryly, and waved his hand in front of his eyes, "Am I so handsome, you're stunned? "

"why?"

Jiang Jie kept smiling stiffly, "Why?"

"Don't play dumb, you know what I'm talking about."

"I'm scared." Jiang Mo stared into his eyes, and suddenly stepped forward to hug him tightly, "Qin Sang, I'm scared, I'm afraid that I will be like them, and I don't know when I will be separated from you... I thought I had enough time to squander, remember, and forget, but when I found out that the life and death of two people is so easy, I realized that you have been by my side for 500 years, and I have wasted 500 of you It's been a year... I have lingering fears, without you taking me home, I... I will be lost..."

"Am I the only one who knows the way?"

"Well! Only you, Qin Sang, only you are my home." Jiang Wei hugged him tighter, pecked his earlobe lightly, and said in a low voice: "I am not abandoning the country, as for the throne ...In the future, I will slowly choose a spiritual child to inherit, it is all a matter of fate, there is no rush. I will give you more time to learn how to be a mother of the country, hehe..."

"You...you're really annoying!" Qin Sang punched him hard on the chest, unable to notice the hot tears welling up in his eyes, he was calm, and the lingering anger made his expression more solemn, "Okay, I agree."

Jiang Jiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed like a child, "Really?"

"Ok!"

"Haha... I have a daughter-in-law! I have a queen!"

He supported his waist, lifted it up and turned it around several times, their foreheads touched, Qin Sang kissed him on the lips, "Jiang Mo, you don't have to worry about my feelings, you are actually worried about him, right?"

Jiang Jie let him go to the ground, the expression on his face gradually became silent.

"Man is not as good as God. Bai Yan begged me to help him that day... Let Jue Mingzong escape, and I am really worried about the master's life. But now..." Jiang Wei looked at the palace thoughtfully. In the direction of the outer knife room, "I'm more worried...he might be too late."

"Fan Yu! Fan Yu!"

Heitu was very anxious, but he didn't know where to find his lover. The pain in his left hand intensified, and the pain in his chest almost made him suffocate.This must be implying something, implying what?

He stopped, turned around, and returned to this place again.

The wound on his waist opened again, Bai Qian did not show mercy at that time, he collapsed helplessly on the ground, intertwined with sweat, tears and blood, submerged in the dry soil.

He raised his head and looked at the empty wooden house that had carried short-lived happiness. The magnolia tree planted for him had already stood gracefully, but that person disappeared without a word.

"where are you…"

He covered his face and wept bitterly, crying hoarsely, he had to vent all his resentment towards that person's willful troubles, otherwise, he would be close to the limit of collapse.

Heartbroken, but that's all.

"Now is not the time to cry."

Heitu flinched, and a figure appeared in front of his hazy eyes. He stood up in a state of embarrassment with his sore legs, as if he had grasped the last straw, and staggered towards the person. rushed over.

"Huai'an Shangxian...Fanyu...Fanyu..." With his fingers stuck into his sleeves, he was so nervous that he couldn't speak for a second, and he opened his mouth for a long time before he asked three words: "How is he..."

"Not good." Bai Zheng succinctly extinguished his hope, "He is almost dead."

Heitu's pupils suddenly gathered into a small dot, "Where is he? I'll save him!"

The resolute decision was shaken the moment he saw Heitu.

He was no longer the all-conquering Juss Ming Sect, he had developed a weakness.

Perhaps, Che'er was not wrong, but I was wrong.

Is it meaningful to die in vain and fall into a trap?

"Shangxian Huai'an, talk! Where is Fanyu? Where is he!"

"Heitu, you will die, you will die with him...he doesn't want you to die..."

What am I talking about!

Heitu suddenly knelt down and begged, "Heitu died 500 years ago. If it weren't for the desire to reunite with him, I would be nothing more than a lonely ghost living in a sea of ​​misery, which is worse than death... Huaian Shangxian, Fanyu...Fanyu is my life! Heitu please... take me to him! Heitu please! Please! Please..."

He kowtowed one after another, crushing Bai Zheng's last hesitation.

For this man, for 1000 years, every time he surrendered, every time he gave up his dignity, every time he groveled, his motives were so pure that they couldn't be more pure.

Just for that scourge.

Enemy!

Bai Zheng took a deep breath, and let out a long breath. He stopped Heitu and helped him up, "Follow me."

"Yo, what a big show!"

"Yes, Immortal Fanyu has a lot of face."

"Master Yan always praises me, I'm so embarrassed."

Wearing shackles, Bai Yan staggered onto the execution ground. When he reached the long steps, he stopped and smiled sweetly, "Master and Che'er are also here to see me off. Che'er..."

"Master... Master Uncle!"

Bai Yan looked around and raised his eyebrows, "Where's Huai'an? Why don't you come and give me a ride?"

"Master, he...he..."

"That's all." Bai sarcastically smiled, "He has a sharp mouth and a Buddha's heart. He doesn't want me to die, so let him go. Say hello to him for me."

Bai Che took a step back and made a big salute, "Uncle Master, go on your way with peace of mind, Bai Che will tell you."

"So nice."

Yan Xing narrowed his eyes vigilantly. The former master and apprentice were originally the same thing, but they couldn't see any clues.Skynet has been restored, forgive him for not being able to cheat, maybe he is overthinking.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go."

"Yes."

Bai Yan was firmly tied to the torture frame, pulling the tendons of the immortals and cutting the veins of the immortals was the cruelest form of capital punishment. He endured the pain of skinning and quartering his body, and witnessed with his own eyes that his soul was scattered and his life was taken away. Slowly, little by little, it turned into invisible ashes.

Heaven and hell, in the final analysis, are the end of death, and there is no difference.

"Is there still a last word?"

"I want to say goodbye to Master Cang Yi, and I hope the Lord will make it happen."

"Oh? Dare I ask if Yan can listen?"

Bai Qian smiled faintly, "Of course."

Bai Jiu twirled his whisk, and walked slowly in front of Bai Yan, he had no complaints, no reluctance, and no sadness, he was a wise man who had gone through the vicissitudes of life, always upholding the calm and serenity of treating all beings equally.

The most dedicated man of bliss, the eternal master of bliss door.

"Fan Yu."

"Really, I lied to you, do you still recognize me as an apprentice?"

"The old man doesn't remember expelling you from the division."

"Then...you will recite the mantra for me personally, right?"

"meeting."

Bai sneered, and burst into tears, "In this way, Fanyu will die without regret..."

Before leaving, Bai Jiu waved his whisk, Bai Yan understood the meaning of this, it was the tacit understanding between master and apprentice.

He says--

And peace of mind.

The author has something to say:

Write a little ginger and Qin Sang's candy to make up for Bai Yan and Tu Tu's knife o(╥﹏╥)o

Last night I dreamed that I gained two favorites

Woke up really high hahaha

Sometimes dreams come true~

Thank you for your support, love Ni Meng (づ￣3￣)づ