【Shuangxuan】Break the cauldron

Shi Qingxuan walked along the river bank to the town, only to feel that even though He Xuan on his back turned into a boy to suppress the riot in his body, his whole body was still hot, and when his arms were placed on his neck, it seemed to be able to burn him. Come.He couldn't help admiring the person on his back, if it was Shi Qingxuan who was in this restlessness and high fever, it would be absolutely impossible for him to still speak so many harsh words in the temple.

The restless ghost king he had seen in his life carried this one on his back. He couldn't imagine how painful He Xuan was, and he didn't know how to relieve it. He could only follow his instructions and send him to the town like the wind under his feet. bring.

He hurried to a chain bridge, and saw a red-headed plaque at the head of the bridge, a long flag was inserted on the plaque, under the long flag sat a few young and white men, who were resting and chatting, but when they saw him coming, they all shut up. They exchanged a glance with each other.

Shi Qingxuan asked in a distant voice: "Brother! Do you have to cross the river to go to the nearest town?"

One of the young people said: "It is necessary to cross, but the bridge has just been erected today, and the wooden planks are just laid..."

Another man who looked more arrogant interrupted him, saying: "You just cross this bridge, and you will reach the town in less than a mile!" stared back.

Shi Qingxuan left a thank you, and flew onto the bridge as if flying.He walked to the middle of the bridge, and the people at the end of the bridge suddenly called him loudly again.

The young man He Xuan who had been silent all the way suddenly spoke, and whispered in his ear, "Don't look back."

Shi Qingxuan didn't take it to heart, he only thought that he was afraid of wasting time, and subconsciously looked back.It was early July, and it was almost noon, and the sun was almost at the top of the head. When Shi Qingxuan turned around, he felt a cool wind blowing behind him, and the prayer flags on the plaque on the bridgehead were inflated.The young men were all staring at him, but he couldn't see their faces clearly.

He didn't know why, but He Xuan did understand - it was a borrowed soul pile.

For rural cable bridges, the piers cannot be watered, and naturally the piles cannot be laid, so this method of borrowing souls is often used to worship the bridge.When the bridge was first completed, a red-headed plaque was erected at the head of the bridge, and prayer flags were inserted on it. When someone shouted to him when he walked on the bridge, if the person answered or turned his head back, it was an IOU. If there are ghosts and ghosts willing to protect On this bridge, I took the IOU to ask for the soul of the passerby as a sacrifice.

Seeing Shi Qingxuan turning his head back, the man who called out was happy, but he met the eyes of the young man on his back, and immediately broke out in cold sweat.The young man had blue veins crawling on his forehead, his eyes were red, and his expression was like a desperate ghost who climbed into the world from the gloom.He couldn't help feeling that even if the man on the bridge turned his head back, they wouldn't be able to survive.He carried this evil ghost Rakshasa on his back, which ghost would dare to beg for his soul?

Seeing Shi Qingxuan turning his head back, He Xuan also became angry for no reason.The man never listened to him.

But the agitation of mana in his body has not subsided, and a surging sense of nothingness has begun to fill his stomach, twisting his internal organs.He saw the group of bridge builders at the bridge head who were using evil methods to be pitiful, but he didn't have the time to clean up, so he had to put his hot forehead on Shi Qingxuan's shoulder who had continued on his way, and gritted his teeth to endure.

Shi Qingxuan finally found an inn in the town, and He Xuan almost fell off his back.

This place is already poor, and the inn is naturally not much better. Every wooden table is covered with a layer of oil that can't be wiped clean.The people in the store saw the young man who fell from his back staggered to the table, grabbed a bowl of noodle soup left by someone on the table and swallowed it whole, as if he hadn't eaten for ten and a half months.

When Shi Qingxuan was rolling among the beggars in the imperial city, he saw a lot of hungry people, but he couldn't bear to see this man's embarrassment in front of him. He only felt that his chest was tight, so he hurriedly put him on the wooden table beside the table. Pressing down on the stool, he raised his hand and said: "Ten bowls..." It was quite like the demeanor of waving one hundred thousand merits when he was a priest in the heavenly court.

But he weighed the money in his pocket, not knowing how many more days it would take, so he quickly changed his words: "Five bowls of chaotic noodles!"

As soon as the hot noodles came to the table, the boy at the table poured them into his mouth hungrily.

Being a ghost is not a good thing at all. All kinds of depressions in my heart during my lifetime have been recollected for thousands of years, so those who are afraid will become more afraid, those who hate will be more hated, and those who cannot get what they want will be even more angry.And Ten Thousand Ghosts Restless is like a huge diorama, multiplying the old disease by thousands of times.Therefore, every time Huacheng was most afraid of losing Xie Lian due to turmoil, He Xuan was also most afflicted by bulimia during his lifetime.

He doesn't look like a very hungry person who has found something to satisfy his hunger, but rather like a deep groove in his body that can't be filled, no matter how much he eats, he can't feel full, and his face is full of pain.

Shi Qingxuan was restless at the table.He kept filling the tea bowl in front of He Xuan with water, and stretched out his trembling hands to caress his back vigorously.

He recalled that every time the Tonglu Mountain opened in the past, Mingyi would disappear for a while on the grounds of intercepting all ghosts.Because neither his elder brother nor Mingyi allowed him to accompany him, he always had to stand on the jade steps of the heavenly court to send Mingyi to the lower realm, watching his tall and slender back standing at the bottom of the steps, with a black long sword pinned around his waist.

He used to be envious or even admired in his heart, but he only felt that the man rode away alone in the clouds, intending to challenge all ghosts with his sword, full of chivalry.Now I finally understand the true meaning of that sad figure - since I can't be invulnerable, I can only lick my own wounds.

Shi Qingxuan is one of the people who is least qualified to see these old injuries, and obviously He Xuan still thinks so.

The sense of emptiness in his body eased slightly, leaning against the inn room, his face pale as paper, he said: "You can go."

Shi Qingxuan didn't answer, but just warmed him another pot of tea, his eyes seemed to be locked on his fingertips, as if the words were not meant for him.

When there was no response, the shady boy by the bed asked, "Why are you still so deceiving yourself?"

Shi Qingxuan bowed his head and said: "...you don't want me here, I can go out and wait."

The young man He Xuan said sadly: "Is the fire of the blood society terrible? Is the vernacular true fairy terrible? If you don't get lost, you will know that there are still things that are a hundred times more terrible in the world."

Shi Qingxuan poured a cup of tea and planned to put it on the table beside the bed. When he got closer, he noticed that He Xuan's robe was dirty. Blood scab, said: "I'll get you some clean clothes..."

I don't know where the words brushed the young man's scales, he suddenly jumped into a rage, knocked the hot tea in Shi Qingxuan's hand to the ground, opened his eyes wide and roared: "Why do you stay here, what do you say Tell me?!"

Shi Qingxuan was grabbed by his wrist suddenly, his whole body was shocked, and he finally raised his head to meet his eyes.Those eyes were mixed with sternness and resentment, but it was more than sternness and resentment.He seemed to have seen that expression before, but for a moment he couldn't remember when he had seen it.

He didn't mean not to answer, he just didn't know how to answer.He had 1 reasons to leave, but another 1 reasons to stay.

It wasn't that he didn't look at it on purpose, it was just that his eyes had nowhere to fall.He looked at He Xuan's face, and in front of him was the embarrassment in front of his desk and the tragedy in the blood club fire.If his eyes moved down a little bit, the bag of bones would be lingering in his mind, and his eyes would be filled with the scene of Shi Wu's sudden death when he crossed the water prison.

Shi Qingxuan opened his eyes and said: "I don't know..."

He Xuan laughed back angrily: "It's a good one who doesn't know... Get out——! Get out!"

Shi Qingxuan knows that in this special period, this person is more violent than usual, not to mention that even if he is usually like this, he has nothing to complain about based on the past relationship between them.He rubbed his wrists and walked out the door without saying a word.

He grew up being taken care of by others, and taking care of others is not something he is good at.He helped He Xuanzhang get hot water and hot food, but he didn't know what else to do, he just felt stretched.

If he decides to be nice to one person, he has no reservations.When the person in the room was still the earth teacher Mingyi, he had already treated him wholeheartedly, but now he felt ashamed and wanted to treat him better, but he couldn't.

He wandered in the streets and alleys for a while, and returned to the inn at dusk to wash his face and body with hot water.When he walked to He Xuan's gate with the clean clothes he bought, it was already dark, only a green light was still on in the inn's account room.

When he was wandering in the daytime, he didn't dare to go far, so he had to visit the inn door from time to time.Even so, his heart was still hanging, until he opened the door and saw a dark figure sitting beside the bed, and then he didn't let it down.

He couldn't see He Xuan's expression clearly, but when he saw the clothes in his hand, he seemed to smile coldly.

"Dinner should be delivered to the room...don't you light the lamp?" Shi Qingxuan stepped to the table, a little scared for no reason.The torch placed on the table seemed to have been soaked in tea, and even after being shaken several times, it would not ignite.

When He Xuan didn't answer, he became even more nervous, looking for something to say: "Are... are you okay?"

Shi Qingxuan's hands trembled a little, and he finally lit the oil lamp. A shaky light was reflected in the dark eyes of the person beside the bed, like two dark Suolongjings. A pair of peeping giant eyes.

"When are you going to ask me to change into this clothes?" He Xuan said.

"Are you willing?" Unexpectedly, he would take the initiative to mention it, Shi Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and immediately shook off the clothes, "It's not a good material, but at least it's clean..."

The young man He Xuan stood up, opened his arms and said, "Take it off."

Shi Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what this man was planning, he hesitated for a moment or stretched out his hand to take off his robe.When he was sick when he was a child, his elder brother took care of him in the same way.The moment he thought of Shi Wudu, his hand happened to touch something familiar in He Xuanpao, a hard object the size of a flower bean wrapped in splendor, and his whole body shivered as if electricity had passed through his fingers.

His hands trembled even more, and he didn't even know how he took off that robe for He Xuan.The kit was wrapped in the outer robe he took off in his hand, and his mind was full of thoughts, how chaotic it was.

——When I saw my brother again, I couldn't even say a complete sentence to him.

——"I have never been a ghost, I really don't know what your brother will do..."

——What would it feel like to lose your soul?Would it hurt more than a broken neck?

He hugged the mysterious ghost robe as if he was holding driftwood in the water, unable to advance or retreat, he felt as if he was going to stand at this table forever.

The young man in front of him suddenly said, "Shi Qingxuan, do you know what is enough is enough?"

A cold hand grabbed his wrist like an iron hoop, and the clothes in his hand fell to the ground, revealing a dark red brocade bag.In an instant, he felt terribly embarrassed, ten thousand times more embarrassed than He Xuan who was sitting at the oil-stained table.All the thoughts in his heart seemed to be ripped out viciously by the hand holding his wrist, and smashed to the ground mercilessly, leaving no bones left.

He Xuan could no longer maintain the playful indifference on his face, his eyes gradually turned red, and his canthus were about to split.

"You brothers are such a good recruit without bloodshed!"

Shi Qingxuan's lips trembled, and his voice was barely audible: "I'm sorry, I'm not..."

He Xuan interrupted him violently: "Why are you still so deceiving yourself?!"

Shi Qingxuan seemed to have a steel nail in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.He had thought about it before, and he lost the right to argue at once.

"Look into my eyes and ask me, where did you get the money? Why didn't Shui Hengtian find it for you all the time with this lock?" He Xuan said tremblingly, "... Shi Qingxuan, not everyone is Fool." Every time he said a word, his youthful appearance became less and less, until the raging chaos in his body completely tore his youthful appearance.

When He Xuan threw him on the bed and hit the bedpost for the first time, Shi Qingxuan suddenly remembered that he had indeed seen the look of He Xuan asking him why he wanted to stay during the day.Back then when "Mingyi" was in Yushi Township and prevented him from helping Shi Wu cross the catastrophe, he had the same expression on his face, mixed with sternness and resentment, but also with a trace of earnestness like a morning star.

Now that zeal is gone.

He Xuan's hands were merciless, leaving bruises on Shi Qingxuan's wrists and waist.He had just washed in hot water, and his body was filled with warm moisture, and he was originally a son of a wealthy family, his body was as white as jade, and his body was bright.He Xuan bit his thin shoulder and neck, bright red blood oozed from the wound, but the crazy mana heat penetrated into the wound, making his whole body painful like ten thousand ants devouring his heart.

He was so uncomfortable that he supported He Xuan's shoulders with both hands to struggle, and He Xuan grabbed his hands and twisted them on top of his head.

He looked down at Shi Qingxuan from a high position, seeing that person's eyelashes trembling slightly in a haze, with tearing tears in his eyes, he actually felt that his heart, which was as firm as Xuanbing, also trembled a little.After all, the person under him is not only a handsome and passionate lover, but also a wind master who was pulled down by his own hands.

After part of the violent mana in his body leaked out of his body, he had some room to breathe, and the sense of emptiness in his body was inexplicably relieved after kissing his master Qingxuan.He twisted Shi Qingxuan's hand backwards with one hand, and couldn't help but hug his body with the other hand, letting himself get closer to him.This man seems to be born to comfort people, God is so unfair.

Shi Qingxuan couldn't bear to say in the torment of both inside and outside: "No... I... Black Water..."

A trace of violence flashed in He Xuan's eyes, and he said, "Don't you even dare to face who I am?"

Shi Qingxuan was so tortured that he couldn't answer, he just whimpered.

He Xuan buried it next to his ear, and the words that came out were like a ghost turning back on the bridge of temptation: "Who am I?"

Shi Qingxuan hadn't recovered from his breath, He Xuan twisted Shi Qingxuan's hand and added a little more strength, saying: "Who am I?!"

Shi Qingxuan raised his confused eyes to look at him, and two broken syllables slipped from the corner of his mouth: "He... He Xuan..."

He Xuan's whole heart was shaken, as if a love beast raised its head in his heart.

At the very beginning, he had a punitive heart, and under the impetus of restlessness in his body, he satisfies the soaring desire for sadism, and personally interprets what it means to "there are still things that are a hundred times more terrifying in the world".But everything changed in this breathless "He Xuan". In addition to the turbulent flow of mana and the grand sense of emptiness, there was a third force in his body that made him crumble. Belonging to a mortal, they call it involuntary.

Shi Qingxuan's lower body seemed to be pierced by a sharp knife, and the severe pain that he had never experienced went straight from the tailbone to the top of the sky.

When He Xuan's mana was rushing through his body, he thought it was already a top-notch hot object, but he didn't know it was not until now that He Xuan's hot and hard object was contained in his body.He Xuan let go of the hand that was holding him, but his hands were powerless, so he could only rest on He Xuan's shoulder obediently.

When he soared, he was no more than a weak crown, and his body was light and flexible.He Xuan held his calf and put it on his shoulders, letting him spread his body wide open, with one hand resting on the delicate inner side of his thigh, he kept going in and out under his body, with a trace of blood oozing out.

Not long after, his murder weapon thoroughly ground the acupuncture points of the person below him, and his intestines twisted and twitched.The initial pain seemed to be precipitated and fermented in waves of emotions, and it turned into an unbearable feeling that Shi Qingxuan had never experienced.His five fingers resting on He Xuan's shoulders gradually gained strength, and he grabbed the back of He Xuan's neck like grabbing a life-saving straw. With He Xuan's twitching, Yang Feng in front of him also gradually raised his head, making some unspeakable voices Spin in the jaws.

He opened his eyes and looked at He Xuan who was lying on his body. It was a look he had never seen before.Whether it's Ming Yi or He Xuan, they are all gloomy and cold, like a cold sword without a sheath, it is almost impossible to imagine that he will be obsessed with others.But now the man's black hair on the sideburns was stained with thin sweat, and there was a layer of lust on his stern face, which made people's heartstrings tremble with his breath.

He was obsessed with ghosts, and suddenly wanted to turn the figure in front of the jade steps in his heart.He wanted to ask if it was you from the beginning to the end, but when he opened his mouth, he said, "Have I... met the real Mingyi?"

The person on the body was shocked, his figure stopped, and then he said viciously: "He is dead!"

The ensuing hurricane-like pumping made Shi Qingxuan unable to form a complete sentence anymore, and the groaning in his teeth were all smashed out when the stiffness in his body slid across a certain area.In the midst of all kinds of ravages, the hole under his body was already wet and in a mess.He Xuan suddenly turned him over, pinched his waist and sent him deeper, he was almost powerless to resist, the jade stem in front of him rubbed against the bed, and the push behind him became more and more fierce, finally releasing a white in his shattered consciousness. Muddy, lost consciousness.

The sleepy Shi Qingxuan lay on the bed.He Xuan, who had already tidied up the two of them, leaned against the table, staring fixedly at the even rise and fall of the chest of the person on the couch.

Just halfway through the affair, he already had a feeling.I'm afraid that the dust on Tonglu Mountain has settled down, and the chaos of all ghosts has gradually receded from his body.When he silently looks at Shi Qingxuan now, it seems that every bone in his body has been washed by the moonlight falling into the cold window, and it is extremely clean.

Ten thousand ghosts restless is a giant Atlantic mirror, magnifying every inch of greed, hatred, ignorance, slowness and suspicion by thousands of times.Even the parts that he had never known before were put under his eyes nakedly, which made him somewhat caught off guard.

But whatever those things looked like, he knew it was ultimately an illusion.

He has been operating in Tianting for a hundred years incognito, and built a Qionglou without a foundation for everyone, including himself.Even if they did have some sincere feelings in their memory, and several times they entrusted their lives to each other, which was almost fake, but they were built on the Qionglou, and they could only be dreams.He can't be shaken, because he knows the true appearance of Qionglou better than anyone else, and all the collapse will start from the root.

Now he has ripped off all pretense and is ready to fall apart.The relationship between them was like a broken cauldron that had been leaked by his own hands, and there was no room for any hypocrisy, let alone desire for water.

He sat at the table and stared at Shi Qingxuan for a stick of incense.It was like waking up from a big dream when the bell sounded again outside the window.

He Xuan picked up the clothes and kits beside the bed, but he was thinking of all kinds of things on the cable bridge during the day for no reason, so he had to bite his index finger and draw a blood formation by the bed, and use the windshield fan that fell on the side as a pressure formation Treasures are placed in between.

He no longer thinks about why Mingming Master Qingxuan owes him a lot, and he still wants to repay every ounce of love he gave him like a madman.Anyway, they don't have to settle this bad debt soon, and if he settles some trivial matters, he will have to make a break with Shui Hengtian.