Chapter Eighty-Five: The Story of the Water Ghost Continues
We are water ghosts. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info The facts are so obvious, Ah Cheng couldn't refute it at all, and he didn't try to hide it, but just patted my head with his backhand: "You don't have to think about this. You just need to know, Lianruo, I want you to be happy. β
How can you be happy, Ah Cheng? I looked at him in horror, he took my hand, let me approach Lingdang's unconscious body, and pressed my face to Lingdang's face: "I've been worrying, how to do this. Now the timing is so coincidental, it is really God's will! He smiled, tears running down his cheeks.
Lingdang's burning breath sprayed like flames on my face, and I couldn't open my eyes, and I felt comfortable in pain. We are cold water ghosts, and for us, human body temperature is so hot! Instinctively, I wanted to get her body temperature. In the past, Ah Cheng warned us to stay away from the "water ghosts", but now he has brought me closer to Lingdang. For what? I felt uneasy and struggled with all my strength.
"Lian Ruo, think about the Rose Flower Road." Ah Xiang coaxed me like a child, "I've got the Rose Seed, and you'll be able to fulfill your wish soonβ"
"The so-called rose seeds in the merchant's hand are just a means for me to trick you away so that I can take advantage of the opportunity to catch Lian Ruo." Ling Yan sat up with his head covered, holding a spirit talisman to force us, "Ah Cheng, let go of Lingdang, otherwise I won't show mercy to you." This purification spell can make you go up in smoke, but it can't free you. β
A hint of anger flashed in Ah Cheng's eyes, and he quietly protected me behind him.
"Well, he knows them, too!" After observing Ah Cheng's expression attentively, I thought so sullenly. Every one of them knew everyone, only me, who was pulled around and didn't know anything. I am now certain that there are important pieces of my life that have been left in the path where I came. This fragment is even more important than the fact that I am a water ghost.
The blow that Lingdang grabbed and smashed down his shoe was really heavy. When Ling Yan spoke now, he couldn't help but grin a little bit. I looked at it and wanted to laugh again.
It's weird, I can still laugh at this step in the field. Whether it's Ling Yan, Lingdang, or Ah Cheng, who is an enemy, or Ah Cheng who coaxed me, I can't hate it. Somewhere in my heart, I feel that the four of us are small children and good friends, no matter how noisy we are, we can hold hands and sing and laugh in the blink of an eye.
Ling Yan obviously didn't think so, and among the people who were vigilantly confronting us and stepping up their pinching of Lingdang, he didn't forget to persuade him to surrender: "Lian Ruo and Ah Cheng, you were all good people in your lifetime, why do you want to harm the world after you die?" β
Scourge the world? Do we have it? I looked up at Ah Cheng in confusion. I just remember that we were at war all the time. Then again...... Why are we fighting?
"To be fair, Ling Yan, if you are willing to think about it, you should know that the incident of water ghosts actively attacking humans has been greatly reduced!" Ah Cheng puffed up, "For what?" All because I'm stopping them! But what did you do? Attacking on a larger scale, trying to wipe us out? Do you have a little bit of humanity? β
Ling Yan made a gesture of annoyance, feeling that it was pointless to talk about human nature with the water ghost.
Ah Cheng's ten fingers took advantage of this opportunity to rise like lightning, and the cold light was shining. Ling Yan was not unhappy, he pulled up Lingdang and retreated sharply, and at the same time pursed his lips and screamed: "Someone! β
When he rushed in to fight with Lingdang, he was afraid that he would be seen indecently, so he didn't bring anyone in, but now that the matter has come to this, he can't take care of much.
It's just that he fell for Ah Cheng's plan.
Ah Cheng's cold mang, not aimed at Ling Yan at all, but took the four walls as the target. As soon as Ling Yan retreated, Ah Cheng's strength was agitated, and the four walls shattered into thousands of pieces and flew away. The human warriors who rushed to the rescue had a halted momentum.
Immediately, Ling Yan realized that what he was holding in his hand was not Lingdang's arm, but only half of the table leg that they had broken when they had fought themselves.
Lingdang was in our blisters, her whole body was restrained, and only her head was exposed so that she could breathe. Ah Cheng led us back quickly.
There were three blisters that retreated in different directions, and all of them were identical. The pursuers will not be able to tell the difference between them for a while.
They don't differ at all. All three of them are illusions. The real us, invisible, as transparent as air, retreats in the other direction. I looked in amazement at the three realistic illusions that dragged the pursuers away from us, and couldn't help but think: How could Ah Cheng do so much?
I know where he learned these things: a big stone cave with many strange symbols, compassionate portraits, and the words "You don't need to suffer more than them, just one Jiazi's practice." I couldn't read the words, and the symbols made me dizzy, so I often picked flowers next to me and played, and only Ah Cheng meditated in it.
There is only one type of flower: white, large and soft, without fragrance. I thought that was the case with the flowers on Mizusawa. Now that I think about it, maybe because it's a flower that blooms in the water? There is no way for the flowers in the water to emit fragrance.
I always thought I was human and lived on land, but it turned out that the opposite was true. So what is Ah Cheng's identity? Why did he keep hiding it from me, why did he rob the spirit?
Ah Cheng's stealth technique can't last long. Soon we were back in shape and landed on the edge of a water. Lingdang groaned, woke up in pain, and scolded, "What do you want to do? β
I innocently stabbed Ah Cheng: It's none of my business. He should be in charge of explaining.
Ah Cheng gently held my hand, still insisting that I get close to Lingdang: "Go in." Although there are no roses...... But, you can fulfill your heart's desire. When he said this, he was very sad.
If you're sad, why do it? I stiffened my neck to resist his hand, still wanting to ask clearly.
"Wait a minute, you don't want her to be free, but you want her to possess her?" Lingdang tried to hide back, his eyes wide open, "You want her to possess me!" Would you be this forbidden spell? β
Far away, Ling Yan finally chased after him, his body like an arrow.
"Hurry up, it's too late!" Ah Cheng pushed me harder against Lingdang. Ling Yan couldn't see what was going on on our side, and shouted from afar, "What are you doing? Stop it! Instead, Lingdang began to cry and squeezed me hard: "I don't want to see that person again, let me become a water ghostβ"
Her scorching breath roasted my head like ice and snow melted in front of a stove. Memories were like weeds, and suddenly I remembered where I had heard such a cry.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" She clenched Ling Yan's hand tightly, and most of her body sank into the water, only the chest was exposed.
I'm not much better off than she is. The icy water had already swallowed my neck, and if Ah Cheng hadn't held me up, I would have sunk my head.
"Why is this happening?" I craned my jaw and thought in confusion. It was as if a quarter of an hour ago we were playing carefree in the grass. We grew up together: me, Lingdang, Ling Yan, and Ah Cheng. Lingdang and Ling Yan always fight, Ah Cheng always fights, and Ah Cheng always acts as a peacemaker, but I don't mind fanning the flames and profiting from it. Later, when we really grew up, Ling Yan and I got married, I felt that I really loved him, and he swore that he really loved me, and we laughed and laughed, and we had never been so sweet in our lives. Later, he said that he would go to a distant place to find a rose seedling for me, and all three of us climbed up the hill to see him. We grew up in this place and know exactly what is dangerous and what is not. But the steppes fooled us this time. What was once safe has quietly corroded in the depths, leaving only a fragile shell on the surface as the perfect decoration for the trap.
It was I and the spirit who fell into it first. I sank deeper. Ah Cheng walked last, if he turned around and fled, he could get out. For some reason, he didn't run away, but he walked up to me and took my hand.
What's the use of holding my hand? Except to fall with me.
Hearing the commotion, Ling Yan turned to look at us, his eyes widened, and he stood for a moment, as if he felt that everything he saw was unreal. Even I thought I was unreal. The limbs that gradually lost consciousness, Ah Cheng held up my hand, and Lingdang's crying were all dreams, as long as we smiled easily, they would all disappear, and we would still live as before, happy and free.
Ling Yan ran back, only in time to rescue Lingdang. It's also good to rescue one. I smiled at them, winked goodbye, and the muddy water closed above me.
Ah Cheng and I didn't go up together.
This is what we are seriously wounded about: we are dead.
I didn't expect that the first person to greet us was a water ghost who couldn't be older, and his attitude was so friendly that it bordered on sadness. He led us to the grotto and told us, "I'm going to be free." There are two ways to liberate the water ghosts: the practice of Yijiazi, or the capture of a human stand-in. Life under the water is too cold, too cold, so the ghosts are always attracted by the heat of human beings, and they can't practice. He shook his head helplessly, "For a long time, I am the only one who insists here." Now that I'm leaving, will you guard this grotto for me? β
"Yes." Ah Cheng glanced at the stone wall, "And I will force them to practice too, no matter what way - Lian Ruo," he turned to look at me, "Make a wish." β
"Huh?" I didn't understand what was going on, so I looked up and smiled, "I'm going to be the same as before." β
My memories are split in two here. The first half is written by myself; In the second half, Ah Cheng wrote for me. Now I can pick them up and finally understand what's going on here.
I immediately raised my palm and slapped it: "Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"
Belch...... Ling Yan happened to catch up and make the last "pop".
The three of them were now staring at me in shock and anger, their six fists clenched tightly, and they wanted to come up and beat me up, but it was easy to restrain this impulse, and doubts were squeezed out between their teeth: "What are you doing?" "Surprisingly united. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )