Gu Zheluo Jiutian

In ancient times, folks believed that the length of a person's lifespan was determined by the sky, but the number of years of life was like a thing and could be borrowed.

"Excuse me?!" Chu Zhe almost spit out the water from his mouth, but he still choked on the words and coughed violently. He really felt that the old man's words about eating and drinking without talking were very reasonable.

Han Sirin stroked his back and patted him lightly, and finally recovered, Chu Zhe's face turned the color of a pig's liver from the choking.

"Oh, looking at you, a kid who has never seen the world, why are you so frightened?" The uncle looked at Chu Zhe with a look of disdain.

Han Sirin wiped the sweat off Chu Zhe's forehead, and glanced at the uncle.After receiving his signal, the uncle immediately suppressed his smile and took a sip of tea, and said: "Living life is a nominal meaning. You can think of life as an item that can be borrowed. Generally speaking, borrowing life is about dying." The old man asked the dead ghost to ask him to borrow his life, but this..."

The uncle knocked on the teacup, raised his head for a long time and said: "This person is dead in the book of life and death, so naturally he is not an example of the dying person above."

Hearing this, Chu Zhe frowned with embarrassment and said, "Then what you said just now is the possibility of borrowing life apart from making a mistake in the book of life and death."

"Borrowing life can also be lent to the dead." Han Sirin took Chu Zhe's hand and sat down beside him. Chu Zhe felt that his wet hands seemed to be getting colder, so he couldn't help stretching out the other hand to hold Han Sirin Covering it in the palm of his hand, trying to make him feel a little warmth with his own body temperature.

"Lend it to the dead? But the dead don't die until the end of their lifespan!!" Chu Zhe thought of something as if waking up from a dream, "So it's good to give her another lifespan because she has no lifespan?!"

"So smart." Han Sirin stroked Chu Zhe's hair, sinking his fingers into the soft hair to feel the slight warmth.

"Tch, you're so stupid, you're right." The uncle lowered his head and took a sip of tea. The dark green tea leaves floated on the upper layer, and when he blew it, he hit a wall in the distance.

"It's just that if this is the case, it will be troublesome. It will be more difficult to find her with the help of strangers, and we can't do anything to strangers."

"It's okay, you can't do it, I'll do it!" Chu Zhe seriously looked back at the four eyes staring at him at this time, making sure that he didn't mean to be joking.

"Don't mess around." Han Sirin said calmly, looking straight into Chu Zhe's eyes, Chu Zhe felt that he was about to be swallowed and assimilated by the whiteness, and the extremely aggressive eyes made him addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

Chu Zhe raised his eyebrows, with a pair of dimples on his face, he leaned into Han Sirin's ear and said, "Why, you are worried about me." The man's coldness, the breath flowing from his nostrils to the brain, Chu Zhe only felt that the whole person was a little delirious now.

"Hey, you." Han Sirin embraced Chu Zhe's waist, imprisoned him in his arms, and lowered his head to approach the lips of the person in his arms.

The uncle supported the table, stood up little by little following their movements, and watched with his mouth open. Just when Chu Zhe felt that he was about to touch each other, he saw that there was a faint trace of light hidden in the white that was already infinitely close. Smiling, Han Sirin straightened up and scratched Chu Zhe's nose.

Chu Zhe was stunned for a while before realizing that he seemed to have been molested just now!He moved uneasily, and suddenly became stiff, because he found that he was sitting on Han Sirin's lap, at this moment Chu Zhe could feel the muscles under his buttocks tense.

He moved anxiously again, took a deep breath, yes, he took a deep breath, and anyone who knew him knew that something must have happened to him when he took a deep breath.His buttocks sat on a somewhat hot place, and at this time, that place was constantly becoming hot due to his movements. He felt that the place seemed to be slowly becoming more powerful, and the straight top Looking at him, even if he is as innocent as he knows what is going on now.

Chu Zhe didn't dare to turn his head to look at Han Sirin's expression, but he felt that it was too deliberate to get off him immediately, so he made a sad and heavy decision, he just sat on it and didn't move!

If you don't move, don't move, Chu Zhe really didn't move again, just sat upright with his back straight, hands on his knees, obediently.

Han Sirin looked at Chu Zhe's side face with a funny face, admired his changing expression, endured the emotions in his body, stretched out his hand to wrap Chu Zhe in his arms, buried his head on his shoulder, and sucked the meat that belonged to the other party's neck. temperature between.

The scorching breath sprayed onto Chu Zhe's skin continuously, making his complexion a little pink, and the breath brushed against his earlobe inadvertently, and Chu Zhe felt that his whole body was about to soften.

The uncle covered his eyes to indicate that he had lost sight.

"Then, what, can the book of life and death see the name of the remaining person?" Thankfully, Chu Zhe finally managed to divert his attention. He tried his best to look at the uncle, but found that the other party was covering his eyes and didn't respond to him. .

Then he coughed heavily again, the uncle put down his hand and nodded to him clearly: "Oh! Oh, I know, I'll go right away, I'll go right away!" Just as he was about to get up, Chu Zhe saw him This way, I just feel like what the hell is going on in this old man's mind!

"Sit down, he just asked you if there is that person's name in the book of life and death." There seemed to be some kind of ecstasy hidden in that magnetic voice, telling him that he could drown in it.

"Hey, I know, I have it! Wait for me to see." The uncle smiled, spreading his hands in the air, and a book with a black cover was unfolded out of thin air. It exuded a rustic atmosphere, and the whole book It's dark, and doesn't exude the smell of the sacred things of the underworld from head to toe. If you throw him on the street, who will see that it is such a powerful thing.

The book was automatic without wind, and it stopped suddenly when it was about a third of the way through. It was covered with golden characters, but Chu Zhe still couldn't see the characters clearly, as if there was a hand blocking him. in front of you.

"The book of life and death can only be seen by the holder except the king of Yan Luo." Han Sirin saw Chu Zhe's confused look of wanting to see but couldn't see clearly, but he still insisted on looking up, and raised his forehead Said a little helplessly.

"Ah! I found it, I found it." The uncle shouted loudly and found a pen and paper to write down his name.Chu Zhe sincerely felt that it was okay for the uncle to be bluffing at such an old age.

Zhao Meixiang looked at the name on the paper and Chu Zhe read it strangely several times. He always felt as if he had heard this name somewhere before.

"It's this person, Zhao Meixiang, the only ghost who hasn't signed yet." The uncle pointed to the name on the paper and said 'tsk': "No, this person, why has his lifespan expired."

"Is there anything wrong with the end of Yangshou?" Isn't it just that you have to borrow your life if you have no Yangshou.

"No, the previous 15 people couldn't be reincarnated because they were killed by that woman before the end of their lifespan. This person's lifespan is clearly gone and she didn't report to the underworld, which shows that her obsession is very deep. This is one of them. The second thing..." The uncle touched his chin and looked at the chandelier on the ceiling thoughtfully.

"Secondly, the end of Yangshou means that she will die at the time originally arranged for her, which means that her soul should be reincarnated at this time. This should be written in the book of life and death." Han Sirin pointed Rolling up a strand of black silk of Chu Zhe, wrapping it in his hand and putting it on the tip of his nose to smell deeply.

'He's smelling my hair!Smell my hair, did I wash my hair last night, did I wash my hair? ! It was as if Chu Zhe had been struck by lightning. He felt that his image must have been ruined. In such an emergency last night, he must have not washed his hair!

"The King of Hades wants him to die on the third watch and not stay on the fifth watch." The uncle squinted his eyes and watched the interaction between the two people in front of him. One was in love with his lover, and the other was sitting on his lap glowing red from beginning to end. Shang Mingming was so shy that he was dying but couldn't survive.Are they talking about things seriously? The uncle thinks he wants to turn the table over now!

"So, this is your problem, brother!"

Han Sirin's question?Chu Zhe turned his head and met smiling eyes. He felt his body was a little hot, and his ears and face must have turned red a long time ago. He covered his face shyly and tried to hide his expression as much as possible. God knows how happy he is now, it's like a honey pot has been knocked over in his heart.

His hands were covered and pulled down by a cold hand, the icy temperature was in stark contrast to his current scalding body temperature.As soon as Han Sirin let go, he met a pair of fascinated eyes. The originally bright stone-like pupils became foggy and full of moisture. Two blushes appeared on the side of his cheeks, and the bright red earlobes were charming...

Han Sirin's Adam's apple moved, he let out a breath, put Chu Zhe on the chair next to him, stood up, turned around and walked towards the door, as if trying to cover up something in a hurry.

"I'll take the former soul back to the underworld first, I will solve Zhao Meixiang's problem." He just hurriedly dropped this sentence and disappeared into the air.

Chu Zhe felt that the bottom of his heart, which was sweet like a honeypot just now, seemed to be cut open bloody with a knife, and his heart throbbed, "Why did he leave, without leaving him a word. After thinking about it, Chu Zhe still felt that it was too shameless for him to rely on him just now, and he didn't like it?He doesn't like this, this kind of me...

"Hehe, you are the only one who can make him escape with such an excuse!" The uncle looked at Han Sirin's disappearing figure, but he himself showed no sign of leaving.

He looked at Chu Zhe who was sitting on the stool with his head shrugged, as if he couldn't see his dejected appearance, sighed heavily, walked over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Why are you doing this? Didn't you see?" Is he running away from you when he comes out?"

When Chu Zhe heard this, the originally red eye sockets suddenly seemed to cry out, as if they were flooded by crystal teardrops, as if they were about to fall.

"Hey! Hey! Don't be like this, I, hey, look at my mouth," the uncle gestured and stretched out his hand to shake his mouth and said, "Listen to me, do you know who he is?"

Seeing that Chu Zhe finally got a little interest and raised his head to listen to him, the uncle nodded and stroked his two beards and said lightly: "Do you know the emissary of the underworld? Yes, black and white are impermanent!" Seeing Chu Zhe slowly With bright eyes, it was Han Sirin's topic that caught his attention.

"You people say that after death, people will be seduced by black and white impermanence and go to the underworld to report. In fact, so many people die every day, how busy are they to come here? You can know this matter with your toes."

"So, what is his real identity?" Chu Zhe wanted to know why he avoided him, he wanted to know everything about Han Sirin.

"It's true that black and white are impermanent, but they have very high positions. They are the shady commanders of the underworld. There are thousands of underworld agents under their hands. They don't need them to do general seduction. They are not under anyone's control. They are only in charge. It’s a soul-stirring errand. But no one knows when they existed, just like this Santuchuan, the underworld of reincarnation sometimes they are already there.”

"But you still didn't get to the point." Chu Zhe had already prepared for Han Sirin's identity before, so he didn't feel too surprised to hear it now. What he wanted to know more than this was Han Sirin's feelings for him.

"Well, if that's the case..." The uncle suddenly sat upright, looking at Chu Zhe seriously, "You just need to know that whether it is the eight hundred miles of Huangquan a thousand years ago or the ten miles of the world a thousand years later, you are the only one in his heart from beginning to end. "I'm afraid that since the first time he saw you among the manjusawa bushes thousands of years ago, he has already determined your life.

In the end who broke the string, and the flowers fell on the shoulders, in a trance.How many beauties are haggard, how many lovesickness is broken, only the blood stained ink is left, and weeping in chaos.

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How I want to stay by your side, reach out and hug you,

I want to stay by your side, circulate in your body,

But even so, I still can't touch you anymore.

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In the end who broke the string, and the flowers fell on the shoulders, in a trance.How many beauties are haggard, how many lovesickness is broken, only the blood stained ink is left, and weeping in chaos. —— "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio"