The third uncle always wants to elope

"Samcheong."

Although Huai Shuangshu called Wu Tomqing's name, but his eyes were still looking straight ahead, not sure whether he was calling Wu Tomqing or just muttering to himself.

Wu Tomao Qing, who heard his words, moved slightly, but still closed his eyes tightly, as if he was in a sound sleep.

"Stop pretending..."

"What? Don't want to recognize me?"

Huai Shuangshu hooked the corners of her lips, with a smile in her eyes.

Hearing this, Sanqing opened his eyes instantly, his eyes were clear, without any sign of coma, he sat up and looked at him with complicated eyes, moved the corners of his lips, but finally said nothing.

When did so many things hide in those clear and transparent eyes...

Huai Shuangshu sighed, withdrew his gaze, his expression remained calm, "Blame me?"

He wouldn't think that he was wrong, there was clearly a bit of resentment and anger in his eyes, although not much, but enough to make people feel deep in his heart.

Wu Tomaoqing nodded noncommittally, facing Huai Shuangshu, he has always been very honest.

Huai Shuangshu pretended not to see his response, nor was he angry, and smiled to himself: "Since you hate me, why don't we see each other again after we go out?"

Hearing this, Wu Tomao Qing's expression tightened, as if two small flames were planted in his eyes, wishing to burn and destroy the calm face in front of him.

Huai Shuangshu seemed to be unaware of the anger, hooked the corners of his mouth, "How is it?"

Wu Tomao coldly withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, calmed down, and asked slowly: "Back then, why did you lie to me?"

"..."

A trace of obscurity flashed in Huai Shuangshu's eyes, and his fingertips were unconsciously pinched together.

Wu Tongqing thought that he would explain something no matter what, but after waiting for a long time, Huai Shuangshu still had an indifferent expression and did not say a word.

Wu Tong cleared the bitter soreness in his heart, but his face became calmer. He wanted to question, get angry, and confide, but he couldn't find an outlet for all of this.

"Master Guixian, who is this little adult next to him?" The evil ghost under the seat turned his neck and looked up at them curiously.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the other evil spirits seemed to have gained courage, and they turned their necks in unison, all with gossip in their eyes.

Wu Tomaoqing could only see the countless skinny and pale faces under his feet, and he couldn't tell who said the words just now.

... This scene is really something that people will never forget.

"Turn down."

Huai Shuangshu, who had been smiling lightly, finally had some reaction. The corners of his eyes drooped, and he glanced at them lightly. He obviously didn't have any scary expressions on his face, but each of those evil spirits seemed to have seen a ghost...they were even worse than ghosts. Like something scary, they turned their heads down quickly, and some of them couldn't hold back their strength, and the heads on their necks flew into the river, splashing a lot of water.

Because of this little episode, the evil spirits on the road no longer dared to speak, wishing to put their heads in the river.

Frightened, these evil spirits exerted all their strength to feed their bodies, wishing they could reach the end of the Wangchuan River in the next second.

Finally, a desert appeared in front of Wu Tongqing's eyes, and the yellow sand all over the sky was a bit confusing. The two of them came down from the evil ghost tower, and they became the only color in this endless barrenness.

Those evil ghosts with teeth and claws shrugged their shoulders, their ferocious faces were full of fear, but they didn't hear Huai Shuangshu's order, and they didn't dare to back down, so they had to maintain uncomfortable postures and obey his next arrangement.

"Go."

As if they were being pardoned, those evil spirits hurriedly hid back to the bottom of the river, never daring to come out again.

Huai Shuangshu smiled, the flying white shirt made his body thinner and more lonely.

After forgetting it for a whole ten years, Wu Tomaoqing only realized now that he actually wanted to...

If it was Wu Tomqing ten years ago, he would probably hate Huai Shuangshu to the bone, but now he is Wu Tomqing ten years later, all the hatred in his heart has disappeared when he saw this person up.

If Wu Tomato was here, I'm afraid this behavior would be collectively referred to as... guilty!

It's a pity that even if it's a crime, Wu Tomaoqing may be happy with it...

The gray sky stands against the empty scenery. Even the other side flowers that grow in the polar regions do not want to grow in this place. There is a small yard in the desert. The yard is only built of wooden boards, with a fence around it. The old dead tree, with rickety branches like a late old man, seems to be swept away by the howling wind in this small courtyard.

Wu Tomaoqing frowned, the place where the famous Master Guixian lives must be somewhat...

"You live here?"

Huai Shuangshu knew what was going on in his heart, and said with a smile: "Although the outside of this house looks dilapidated, the inside is more grand than your Xianchong sect."

Hearing about the Xianchong sect, Wu Tomoqing, who was fine just now, suddenly changed his face, and said excitedly, "Don't mention the Xianchong sect!"

The smile on the corner of Huai Shuangshu's mouth faded, he sighed, and said slowly: "...You remember hating me, why bother to involve your teacher."

"How can I hold grudges?"

"The Xianchong Sect was the safe haven you found for me back then. It was too late for me to thank you! How could I hold grudges!"

There was a fire in his head. Wu Tomao Kiyoshi was not a patient person at all, but because the person standing in front of him was pregnant with double books, he tried his best to suppress his anger. Unexpectedly, he was finally caught by this indifferent face. It ignited.

Huai Shuangshu had never seen such a hysterical Wu Tomqing, whether it was ten years ago or ten years later.

There is no trace of indifference and dullness in this face. In the past, Huai Shuangshu was happy, but now, Huai Shuangshu is very strange.

After a long silence, Huai Shuangshu was the first to avoid his eyes, and said in a complicated way: "This is not like you..."

"...don't disappoint me."

Wu Tongqing sneered twice, his eyes were full of sarcasm, he rarely smiled, even in his happiest six years, he didn't like to laugh very much, but he was happy in his heart.

But now... his face was full of smiles, but only sadness remained in his heart.

"Why disappointment?"

"Heart like a tree and stone, ruthless and desireless, and finally ascended to the heaven on the charge of killing like mustard, and ranked among the immortals, are you satisfied with this?"

The corners of his eyes were red, and his usually cold face was stained with sorrow at this moment, making him look particularly pitiful.

It's a pity that not only Huai Shuangshu met Wu Tomao Qing ten years later, Wu Tomao Qing also met Huai Shuangshu ten years later.

Ten years ago, Huai Shuangshu had a soft-hearted heart, reluctant to bear the slightest grievance to Wu Tomqing, and gently accommodated everything, giving him endless warmth.

And ten years later, even if Huai Shuangshu saw Wu Tomaoqing like this, his face did not relax a bit, and he said indifferently: "You didn't kill anyone, so why are you charged with it?"

Wu Tongqing's face returned to indifference, and the indifference in the dark pupils made people feel cold, "So what if you kill it, so what if you don't kill it!"

"You clearly know that I don't care if I am a murderous demon or not, and I don't care if I can become a fairy on the silver tower of Yaotai. ..."

"...It's not worth this ten years, the ten years you abandoned."

These words were spoken with reason and emotion, and they were uttered from the mouth of a person who couldn't type a single word. If it was an ordinary person, he would have been dizzy with joy, but Huai Shuangshu's face was still the same. With a fake smile on his face, he couldn't figure out what he was thinking in his bloody pupils.

"You... don't leave me behind."

Wu Tomaoqing finally mustered up the last ounce of courage, grabbed the corner of Huai Shuangshu's shirt, saw that he was fine, carefully and ecstatically buried him in Huai Shuangshu's arms.

"...I'm really scared."

Bullying and insulting, companionship with dogs, noisy ghosts, and being in the dark, this stupid fool who has never said that he is afraid, is the first time to say that he is afraid to Huai Shuangshu...

Perhaps, as he said, all kinds of suffering and disasters in the world can't compare to the resolute back of Huai Shuangshu.

Huai Shuangshu's eyes were red, as if a stormy sea was surging inside, he slowly closed his eyes, sighed, and finally gently embraced Wu Tomaoqing's shoulder.

I'm not a madman who thinks, but the most profound thing in this world is not a madman who thinks, but a habit of thinking...

Lifting his head from Huai Shuangshu's words, Wu Tomoqing's ears turned red, and his face regained his composure.

Although he felt embarrassed, he would not let go of the hand that was holding the corner of Huai Shuangshu's clothes.

Huai Shuangshu was amused in his heart, took his hand off and held it in his hand, the temperature spread from the palm of his hand to the bottom of his heart, although it was bitingly cold, but Wu Tomao Qing's heart was scorching like fire.

Entering the house, the room is also very messy, as if it has not been cleaned for a long time, the tables, chairs and the floor are covered with dust, it looks very messy and messy.

Wu Tomaoqing coughed a little uncomfortably, and glanced at the pair of books next to him.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his long and narrow eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. Compared with back then, the color of his tear mole now looks darker, and it also makes his gentle face more coquettish. A lot of ugly scars were exposed. Sanqing turned his eyes away and didn't want to look at it again. The violent murderous aura raged in his heart. Since he recovered his memory, he wanted to smash everyone who was there back then, including himself. .

Wu Tongqing was silent for a moment, and finally asked what he had been hesitating and wanted to ask.

"and after?"

Huai Shuangshu turned his face away, this angle made him look much warmer, Ruyu's face was glowing slightly.

"Ok?"

He responded lightly, as if he didn't know what Sanqing asked.

Wu Tomao knew that he might want to divert the question again, so with a serious face, he asked in a low voice, "What happened after you... got off the execution platform?"

Huai Shuangshu bowed his head and smiled slightly, looking at the empty room in front of him, his eyes were long.

Just when Wu Tongqing thought that he wanted to avoid talking about it again, the voice of Huai Shuangshu sounded.

"...Zaomu saved me."

Suddenly hearing Huai Shuangshu speak, he raised his head instantly.

Having not heard of this name for a long time, Wu Tomaoqing felt a little strange.

"Do you know about the Long Soul Lamp?"

Goku nodded.

Huai Shuangshu hooked the corners of his mouth, and continued: "Eternal prosperity, endless life, soul is the lamp, soul is fire, and the lamp is not extinguished after death, this is the Horcrux of Nightmare - the Eternal Soul Lamp. "

"Zhaomu only lived in this world for ten years, and died on the second day of his tenth birthday."

"..."

Wu Tomaoqing didn't speak, just looked at his face quietly.