"Human, don't give your kindness to you. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"It's not kindness, sir. In this world, there are always things that I can't want. ”

"What's that?"

"Life, fresh life. I love seeing the living beings enjoying their freedom. ”

"Hmph, messy stuff. If you don't cultivate well, you think about things and things all day long. Take a mirror and look at it, you look lifeless now, how can you be alive at all! ”

"Alright, sir, I know you know, don't use your tsundere to hide your affection for me, haha. Tell me quickly, what should I do? ”

"So much demonic energy, you want to purify? Human, you're kidding, it's not something you can afford to bear. ”

"It will cost me greatly, will it, sir?"

"Hmph, not only will your cultivation during this period of time be in vain, but you may also be injured."

"Sir, are you feeling sorry for me?"

"Self-inflicted."

"I know you feel sorry for me, sir. I want to help that kid, though. ”

In my eyes, the soul ferryman in front of me is really just a child. He has the memory of a human being, understands everything, but does not move anything because he has no feelings. During the time I was talking to my husband, he kept looking at us with those ice-blue eyes, confused. Actually, he will also be afraid, he was injured in a big battle with Mr. that day, and when he sees Mr. again today, he has no intention of fighting with Mr. again.

I don't care what damage these demonic soul memories will do to the people here, but I know that if this kid can't control these demonic energy, he will be injured, and Grandpa, who is now resting in the pavilion, has also been affected by demonic energy. These two people, I don't want them to get hurt.

"The jade slip I gave you recorded a spell called the Great Purification Technique, which is a spell commonly used by human demon slayers. Use your blood as a medium to mobilize all the aura in your body, use your spiritual power to control the aura, let these auras contact those demonic qi, and reassimilate them into aura. Now, you need to ......"

I sat down cross-legged according to my husband's words, swam the aura in the dantian in my body a few times, and then released it all, and used these aura to wrap around those demonic qi in the air. Since I don't have much aura in my body, I can only assimilate it little by little, and the process is very long. Soon I felt tired, and the demonic energy that raged in the air took the opportunity to break through my shield and linger around me.

It was as if I had fallen into a huge black hole, with countless black hands sticking out of it, all vying to pull me down. My body was pulled and hurt, I bit my lip, the smell of rust spreading in my mouth, but I knew that I couldn't stop.

When I was about to lose my life, I felt a warm current in my body, and this warm current traveled through my limbs, and soon I felt that my body had strength, and I was purified more easily.

I know it's Mr. helping me. Sir, you are always hard-mouthed and soft-hearted. They say I'm nosy, but they always help me through when I can't hold on. I feel relieved to have my husband by my side.

I don't know how long it took, I felt that my body was light, and then heavy, and the blood in my body surged, and I spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood was scattered in the air, and soon, the black qi gradually disappeared, replaced by a comfortable aura. Those auras gathered in bundles and swarmed towards the soul ferryman.

At this time, the soul ferryman was shrouded in a faint halo, his pale face became more and more transparent, and the pair of ice blue eyes were even clearer, so pure that there was no trace of flaw, which made people can't help but worship. is not as terrible as when he first saw him, and now he is like a newborn elf, so beautiful that people yearn for it.

The light soon dimmed. As soon as I saw the soul ferryman's body loosen, a pair of clear eyes looked at me.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

"Very, good." His crimson lips turned up slightly, but a tear slipped from the corner of his eye. Ice blue, transparent.

He reached out to wipe it, and looked at the tear very suspiciously: "Eyes, flowing water, it's gone." ”

"Well, it's beautiful." I say.

He suddenly approached me, and I could smell a nice smell of flowers on him. His right hand was raised unexpectedly, and he actually took out his right eye in front of me.

There was no blood-drenched scene as he had imagined, and the right eye he had taken out grew again. He handed me the eye in his hand, which had turned into a sapphire, "Here, you." ”

"Why give it to me?"

"Eyes, running water, too, because, you. Not sad, I, very, happy. ”

I suddenly couldn't bear to refuse. Maybe it's because this sapphire is so beautiful, maybe it's because this gift is so special.

Later, the soul ferryman left. Before he left, I gave him a name, called Pi.

The black air of the cemetery dissipated, and it returned to its clear appearance. I went back to the old man, who was sitting at the grave of his old comrade-in-arms, talking happily. I only had time to see the figure in the air that hadn't completely dissipated. The man was dressed in a military uniform and was upright. I think that's the old man's old comrade-in-arms. Since the soul memory came out of the spirit body, he came to his old comrades.

Seeing me coming, the old man beckoned to me: "Little girl, come here." ”

"Grandpa, why are you sitting on the ground?"

"Haha, little girl, let me tell you, I just saw that old fellow. He's still old-fashioned, and his temper stinks to death. He also chirped and laughed at me, saying that I was a hammer who could only swing his fists. This old fellow, even if I'm a hammer, is better than his old stubbornness. Hey, you say, I'm so old, why is that guy still so young, hmph, it's really envious, jealous and hateful......"

I listened to the old man's eyebrows fluttering about his comrades-in-arms, and his expression was so nostalgic and so happy.

The old man might have thought it was just a dream. In the dream, there are his comrades-in-arms for many years, the years they have spent together, and the deep friendship that they will never forget.

Later, the old man and I went to the girl's mausoleum again. When I saw her photo, I realized that she was the cute girl I had met in the café before. I didn't expect it to be her.

The world is really small, going around, all familiar people and familiar things. I don't know who said that in this world, there are only six people separated from each other.

After saying goodbye to the old man, I went home with my husband. My dad didn't say anything when he saw that my face was a little pale, but ten minutes later, he brought me a big bowl of ginger soup. My dad must have thought I had a wind blow and a cold.

I held my breath and drank the ginger soup in one go, before my dad nodded in satisfaction and left my room.

After changing into loungewear, I sat on the bed, looking at the invitation in front of me, not to mention how entangled I was.

Drinking parties, drinking parties, drinking parties, I really don't like to go to this kind of "big social event", and I feel distraught to see people wearing masks and talking about it, real or fake.