The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

Hua Jue woke up the moment they stepped out of the illusion. The identities of Yao Feimeng, 16, and Hua Jue, 19, switched in his mind at this moment, causing him to scream in pain. Then slowly opened his eyes.Xuanlong wanted to put him down, but Hua Jue stood on his feet, but knelt down, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Xuanlong hurriedly knelt down to check on Hua Jue's situation. Hua Jue was still not so clear-headed, so he raised his eyes to look at him, but Xuanlong was a little startled by this look——

Hua Jue's eyes, which had always been as clear as water, were now covered by a layer of pale blood, which looked terrifying.

Xuanlong subconsciously turned around to find someone: "Judge? Judge? You said he'll be fine! Judge?"

He held Hua Jue in his arms, and was about to turn back to look for the judge, but saw that the god who had been with him just now had disappeared.This scene was really like a dream, Hua Jue knelt on the ground for a long time before recovering, and reluctantly pulled Xuanlong to stand up.

He whispered, "Jiaofeng."

Xuanlong hugged him: "Huh?"

"I can't see." Hua Jue said.

"Don't be afraid." Xuanlong's heart tightened the moment he heard these words, then he forced a smile, held his hand, and lied to him: "Don't be afraid, I just met the judge, he Said it was a sequela after falling into a dream, and it will be fine after a while."

Hua Jue let out an "oh", and then seemed to remember something, with a painful expression on his face: "Where is Yao Feimeng?"

From the side, a cold and clear voice came over: "I am here."

The ghost in red is still the same as when he was 16 years old, young, frail, but full of style.On the side, Qi Guan fell to the ground, unable to move at all, his voice seemed to be blocked by something, he couldn't utter a single word, only the unspeakable grief was hidden in his eyes.

Xuanlong looked at him, he looked at Xuanlong, then looked at Hua Jue, who was in his arms with empty eyes, and then stretched out his hand—spreading with one hand, fixedly in front of their eyes.

"Now, take me back to the Yamen." He said.

The sound of the wind slowed down suddenly, and the fine snow seeds falling in the sky fell off, and the snow suddenly stopped.A large expanse of black mist spreads from the riverside, and behind the black mist is a hidden gate of ghosts, which obeys the command of the ghost king and is confused by the reversed seasons, opening on the third day of May.From tonight, ghosts should stay away from the human world, and ordinary people should keep their homes behind closed doors, so as not to run into ghosts when they go out and meet ghosts walking at night.

On this day, the soul is alive and can be seen by ordinary people.

"The gate of hell is open and closed, and I can be seen by mortals for a month. You can arrest me and give others an explanation." Yao Feimeng smiled, "It's just that I probably won't last until then... …I heard that there is an imperial envoy among you, and there is peach wood on the imperial envoy’s Shangfang sword, so if he stabs me with the sword, it will be regarded as execution on the spot, and it won’t take long.

Xuanlong said: "I won't do anything to you, you go to the riverside, cross the ghost gate and go back to the Yin Division."

Yao Feimeng smiled, and there was even a bit of innocent youth in his smile: "But I have already sent a kid to make up a man, and I have notified your city lord or something, and they will come to arrest me soon. "

Xuanlong said: "Let's go."

"I killed fourteen people, shouldn't I be punished for my crime?" Yao Feimeng asked.

Xuanlong was silent for a while, and then said: "They also killed you, death is not a pity."

"But a life is a life, they kill me is one thing, I kill them is another thing." Yao Feimeng said, "There are rules in the world, and the ghost world must obey the rules of the underworld. Mr. Hua Xiao often said, to be reasonable, that's it."

Hua Jue wiped her eyes vigorously, then shook her head: "No." He trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but he kept repeating the word "no".

Yao Feimeng continued to laugh: "If you are like this, the owner of the judge's pen is too gentle. I did kill too many people, and I should be punished."

Hua Jue vaguely remembered that there was something else to say, but he couldn't remember it for a long time.In the bloody darkness, he vaguely saw a bright yellow paper lantern floating above his head.

He thought he should not be able to see anything, but the lamp was so clearly printed in his field of vision, it was a Kongming lantern, with long, colorful paper tassels hanging from it, on which were written the thoughts of the living to the dead .

When the gate of ghosts opens, ordinary people also release lamps. It is said that the lamps, like paper boats, will flow into the underworld along with the river, so that the family members who have passed away can see them.

Hua Jue suddenly remembered what he was going to say: "No - you, your mother is still here, even if you can't now, have you gone to the underworld, you have to let her find you, just leave you behind like this her?"

He couldn't see Yao Feimeng's expression, but he obviously felt that the surrounding atmosphere had cooled down, as if he had said something he shouldn't have said.Qi Guan on the side froze for a moment, then struggled desperately, as if he had something to tell them hastily.Both Xuanlong and Huajue didn't know why.

Everyone followed Hua Jue's line of sight and looked up, and they saw a Kongming lantern overhead, bright yellow, floating alone in the cold deep sky.

That was the Kongming Lantern for Yao Feimeng. In this world, besides Aunt Yao, who else would write the Kongming Lantern for him?

Then, Hua Jue felt a sudden pain in his heart, and a pain beyond his experience and imagination since he was a child swept through his limbs.

The intensity of this kind of pain even directly pushed his limit at this moment, causing him to fall into a very brief faint, and then woke up very quickly, his limbs twitched in pain, desperately gasping, but he didn't know After all, the air is not sucked in.Hua Jue seemed to have turned into a piece of clay, an insect being crushed by a child, and all she could see was death.

"Hua Jue, Hua Jue!" Xuanlong pressed him desperately, tried his best but failed to keep him in his arms safely, Hua Jue was ignorant, both hands desperately pressed on his heart, and only managed to pluck out a piece of it from there. Come on, in the chaos, Hua Jue was in pain and just wanted to die, hissed in despair: "Jiaofeng... Xiaofeng, kill me, I hurt..."

Xuanlong was so distressed that tears were about to fall, and he grabbed his hand hard to prevent him from hurting himself, but Hua Jue's force was so great that the joints made a clicking sound.

"Jiaofeng——" Hua Jue's eyes were completely desperate, and there was only one thing he wanted to do urgently in the void, and that was death.Whoever stood in his way, whoever tried to stop him, he would—

let them die.

A hidden thing that had been silent for many years grew rapidly, Xuanlong only felt a pain in his wrist, and then some huge force directly overturned him - such a force caught him off guard, with a very evil nature, even He broke his wrist and forced him to transform into a prototype.As soon as Xuanlong landed on the ground, he immediately rushed over with a roar, lay in Hua Jue's arms, and pressed him firmly.

Like a lost child, Hua Jue cried loudly: "Grandma... grandma..."

"grandmother……"

A voice suddenly sounded, very old, but calm and powerful, it was the voice of an old lady, who seemed to sigh: "Little Mister, you lied to me that day by saying that you would give me a parent-child blood primer, are you serious?" Do you know what that is? How much love and hate is there in your heart, and how much pain is there on your body, how can there be such a naive person as you in the world?"

Yao Feimeng next to him bowed his head in silence, then slowly knelt down.

Qi Guan on the side also seemed to feel the danger coming, he struggled recklessly, and suddenly found that he could make a sound.He growled and said: "Qing Ci has no mother, he was brought up by his grandmother, what did you just say? Who exactly did you see?"

Xuan Long felt something was wrong, he pointed to the old lady in front of him and asked Qi Guan: "Can't you see her? This old man, can't you see?"

The green smoke dissipated, and the woman's hunched body slowly became visible to others, Qi Guan opened his eyes wide, unable to utter a single word.

Qi Guan is 45 this year, if Yao Feimeng didn't die young, he should be the same age as him.An ordinary person is 45 years old, if his mother is present at home, he should be 80 to [-] years old.

And if he counts up a generation... at least he will be over a hundred years old, and he is no longer alive.

Xuan Long looked at this "Aunt Yao" and hissed, "You are not Yao Feimeng's mother, you are his grandma."

"I am his grandma." The old man said calmly, "Xiaoyao was sixteen when he left, and I was sixty-four. Killed half of Rakshasa, just to kill all the scum and scum who killed my grandson back then."

She murmured something, Hua Jue let go of her hand, collapsed all over, and fell backwards, leaning against Xuan Long's arms, the unimaginable pain in her heart finally stopped.

Hua Jue was covered in cold sweat, and breathlessly said: "No wonder... Xiaofeng and I saw the time before you got married... I told him that this place is so old, it seems... many years ago."

"Yao Feimeng called you wife...not in the vernacular of Hangzhou, but wife...is grandma."

Grandma Yao nodded: "We are not from Hangzhou, we are from Fuzhou. The reason why I dare you to sentence me to death is because I have a past life mirror in my hand—" She took out a small green cup from her sleeve. The fruit shook, and Hua Jue remembered that it was what Aunt Yao had planted in front of the court. At that time, he only thought it was Xiaoshan Zhiguo, and didn't pay attention.

"What you can see with the judge's pen, you can also see with the past life mirror. I know you can't follow Xiao Yao."

Hua Jue also remembered that the fantasy dream of the judge's pen stopped abruptly in Grandma Yao's uniform daily life. It turned out that that day was the last day that Grandma Yao ushered in the end when she was a human being.

—Auntie is well maintained.It's a neighborhood gossip.

——What do you care for, a person who is six or seventy years old.The old man sighed.

It stopped when Grandma Yao was 62 years old.

Hua Jue asked intermittently: "Yao...Yao Feimeng——"

Yao Feimeng knelt on one side, and said softly, "I killed those three people with the spell of deception. I wanted to get ahead of my wife."

Grandma Yao said slowly in an old voice: "This kid is stupid. In order to take the blame for me, he rushed to kill three people. After the others died, he must follow them to suck up their yang energy, even at the expense of you Showing your face in front of you will make you really think that these evils were all done by Xiao Yao."

Hua Jue was still panting, and leaned against Xuanlong's arms reluctantly.He felt a complete mess in his head, and the palpitations caused by the previous pain hadn't dissipated for a long time.

"Murder after death... If you want to be reincarnated, you will go to the hells of the ten directions and suffer from the pain of mountains of swords and seas of fire; if you don't want to be reincarnated, you will wander forever in the river of forgetfulness and suffer from endless loneliness." Hua Jue spoke hard, "Then After several people died, they would have been severely punished and thrown into the animal realm, you—”

"Shouldn't they kill them? Shouldn't they kill them?" The old man slammed the crutch in his hand, his voice became sharp because of anger, "Don't tell me my grandson deserves to die. He's only 16 years old because of being abused like this by them. Ah...shouldn't they be killed! Why should I wait until they die? Why should they live peacefully until they die?"

"I thought you were a kind-hearted child, but it turned out to be nothing more than a reasonable person with an ordinary face." Aunt Yao took out something from her sleeve, and blew lightly at Hua Jue, "The ghosts said you have The judge's pen, life and death punishment, it judges the most clearly, now let me see, what kind of heart is behind this judge's pen—"

The moment Xuanlong had just finished speaking, he had already pounced on her, furiously, trying to break the Raksha ghost's neck, but Hua Jue had already passed out.The Raksha ghost's blood drawing technique once again activated the judge's pen, and the fusion of divine power and ghost technique created a different illusion than before.

The fantasy dragon couldn't get in.He could only watch helplessly as Hua Jue's breathing gradually weakened.Raksha ghost's spell of deception is hundreds of times stronger than that of Yan ghost, as long as Hua Jue makes a wrong step, she may die here.

Hua Jue was able to see things again, and he saw that scene again, Jiangling full of paper money, and the bank of Wangchuan River full of flowers from the other side.

He saw himself when he was a child, stumbling towards a person, that person had a kind face, and the white hair on his sideburns was soft in the sunlight.

All the rest, vanished.