Chapter 38: The Final Battle (6)
I don't know how long it took, but in the dark, a voice said: "Zhong'er, wake up quickly, even if it rains, there will be heavy water on the mountain, go and see if the soil behind the house is loose." ”
"Dad, no, but a lot of wild fruits are washed down, and they are delicious."
"Zhong'er, this can also be eaten at will, I'm not afraid that it will hurt my stomach if it is poisonous." Another woman's voice said softly.
"No, mother, how can it be poisonous if it's so beautiful?"
"The more beautiful they are, the more poisonous they are, and that's the case with mushrooms."
"Then why do people still like to pick beautiful things?"
"Everyone has a love for beauty, and this is a person."
"People xìng?"
"Everyone yearns for beauty, flowers and looks. But what is not beautiful is necessarily worth having and praising because under this beauty, there must be its ugly side. ”
Another man said softly, "Zhong'er, everything has two sides to yīn yang, and only if you can see both sides at the same time will you have a clear choice." ”
"Daddy, the child knows ......"
Like a dream, Fang Zhong's thoughts slowly wandered from the distant past, fluttering and curling, the past events he had experienced along the way kept appearing, and he hurriedly said goodbye, and continued the next wave of the journey, until he met an ugly and wicked person, was grabbed by him, and opened his mouth to eat himself with a cruel smile. Fang Zhong was shocked and hurriedly called for help, but saw his father and mother not far away standing aside and snickering, without any intention of helping.
Fang Zhong struggled, but the strength in his body was lost little by little, and just as he was about to fall asleep, he finally saw his father and mother come forward.
"Zhong'er, you're having nightmares again, wake up quickly. Don't you remember what your father said, sleep is to wake up, and to wake up is to sleep, how can there be a reason to sleep all the time? ”
"Dad, there are wicked people who bite me."
"How do you know he's a wicked man, maybe it's for your good."
"Mother, he looks so fierce!"
"Ugly things must have their merits, just like the humble grass, they will bloom the most beautiful flowers. And the most beautiful flowers may be poisonous. ”
"What about the boy?"
"If you appreciate it, then you will see its beauty, and if you taste it, you will experience its taste."
The two of them stood on Fang Zhong's left and right, slowly reaching out their hands and grabbing the wicked man at the same time. The wicked man struggled and shouted, seemingly full of unwillingness, and just when Fang Zhong smiled, his parents, who were originally kind and kind, suddenly changed their faces, and together with the wicked man, they all turned into fierce ghosts and rushed towards Fang Zhong in a ball.
Wake up from a nightmare
Fang Zhong involuntarily exclaimed, "Dad, mother......"
The pain was severe all over his body, and every inch of his skin seemed to be about to crack, Fang Zhong groaned and slowly opened his eyes.
What caught my eye was a large piece of broken bluestone, and countless blood drops fell on it, dotted with stars, purple and red. A broken Yaoqin fell weakly not far away, and a few broken strings swayed gently in the wind like a gossamer. Fang Zhong was stunned for a moment, but then remembered what happened in the dream, in which it was impossible to distinguish between true and false.
In a trance, a figure swayed
The figure arrived
The other party said a few words, but Fang Zhong didn't hear the slightest sound.
"Yīn Changsheng, my senior brother has captured these two, and since you have won, quickly help me and the two of you to possess and take away."
"Why don't you speak, do you want to regret it!"
A long sword quickly crossed Fang Zhong's neck
Fang Zhong's godless eyes looked at the two people who were standing, one strong and one thin, and they were looking at him with a fierce face. At the feet of the two, there were two others half-lying on the ground, with blood stains still dry. The two men were very familiar, and they seemed to have seen them there, but they were too old to remember them for a while.
Fang Zhong stood up weakly, but his body staggered, and he could fall down at any time. The thin man on the other side said, "If you don't agree, I can do it!" My senior brother is desperate not to want to live, and he will not let a single person be left here, and then you will be cornered, and go to the Nine Hells with me. ”
Fang Zhong finally heard something in his ears, and said stupidly, "What did you say?" ”
"I wish my brother and sister to take it away." The two of them pointed to Mo Lan and Tong Guang lying at their feet.
Fang Zhong looked at Mo Lan suspiciously, then at Tong Guang, and when he saw that he only had one hand, he looked at him for a while. The second elder of Kunlun still thought that yīn immortality was still attached to Fang Zhong, although it looked like a wolf, but there was no one in the hall who was the monk and Wanzi chūn, and even Zhao Sheng was lying there without moving, obviously dead. When Fang Zhong's gaze looked at Tong Guang's severed hand, the slightly thinner old man was suddenly stunned, and said to the person next to him: "Senior brother, this person is burly, and it is suitable for you." ”
The other shook his head and said, "This person has a broken hand, if I possess him, my body will be greatly reduced, and I should lean over the young man." ”
The thin man said: "Since the senior brother has this intention, the junior brother will come to give you a ride!" As soon as he said so, the thin man suddenly raised the crimson sword, but with a single sword, he split the strong man in half from behind. The strong man let out an angry roar, and the two separated yīn bodies turned into two streams of ghost qi and flew towards the green sword that was resting on Fang Zhong's neck.
The thin man shouted: "Yīn Changsheng, take him quickly, as long as you and I can escape here, I promise you, when I take charge of Kunlun, I will make an alliance with the Witch Ghost Dao!" ”
As soon as Fang Zhong stretched out his hand, he grabbed the uninhabited green sword in his hand. When that ghost qi rushed to the future, Fang Zhong still held the sword by himself, and when all the ghost qi entered the sword body, Fang Zhong felt that a yīn cold qi on his body also surged down his arm to the sword, and a person screamed from the sword: "Yīn Changsheng, you want to swallow me?" ”
Fang Zhong completely followed his own breath and did not stop it in any way, and the cold qi surging out of his hand became more and more, and after a while, he could no longer hear the voice of the strong man's call. The brilliance of this sword was gone, the spirit was lost, and there was a crisp sound, turning into countless fragments. Although the thin man wanted to kill his senior brother, when he really saw his senior brother die and even his sword was destroyed, he still couldn't help but feel sad that the rabbit died and the fox died.
He came to Fang Zhong and said in a low voice, "Yīn Changsheng, you said that you would keep your promise, and now attach my soul to this kid's body." ”
Mo Lan, who was lying down, was shocked, and said angrily: "It's a shame that you are still Kunlun Qisu, and you actually have an adultery with such a wicked person, even if you go out, you still have the face to meet the righteous person." ”
The thin man sneered: "You don't know my seniority, if I go out, even if the current Kunlun Sect is going to call me a senior uncle, how can you not listen to my orders." My cultivation is shocking, and I have become like you when I rejuvenate myself, and who would doubt it. ”
Mo Lan scolded, not only scolding the thin man, but also scolding the yīn immortal. Fang Zhong lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly said in surprise: "Brother Mo! You are Brother Mo! As soon as Mo Lan heard this, his eyes shook up, his eyes looked at Fang Zhong, and he was stunned: "You...... Are you still Fang Zhong?"