Jian Fanzhen's eyes turned red instantly, and he rushed into the house like crazy.

The corpse spots had spread to Manliuli's neck.

This morning, when Hongyu was washing Man Liuli, she found a cyan birthmark-like thing on her neck, and she was suspicious, she was fine yesterday, but today she was a little strange.

I looked down boldly, and Man Liuli's wound was on my chest, and at this time, my chest seemed to be burned, and it was already black.

Jian Fanzhen broke in and walked quickly to Man Liuli's side.

Qingzhou was also unusual, hunched over, staring at Man Liuli, Ben's smooth fur seemed to have static electricity, and all trembled.

Jian Fanzhen saw the corpse spot that Hongyu said at a glance, and his face instantly lost blood, and he stood there as blankly as wood, looking straight at Man Liuli with two pairs of eyes.

I really wanted to tie a piece of iron and stone in my heart, and sink straight down.

"Why, why is this happening......" Jian Fan Zhen muttered in distraction.

"Fan Zhen!" Duan Zeyang heard the movement, threw down the ingredients in his hand and hurriedly ran over from the kitchen.

The dazzling corpse spot burned Duan Zeyang's heart, "This ......"

The two of them have no master for a while.

Duan Zeyang was the first to react.

Man Liuli's neckline was still open, and the heart-wrenching sword wound was lying on her like a long centipede.

As soon as Duan Zeyang closed Man Liuli's neckline, cold and surprising words came from behind him.

Jian Fanzhen said: "It must be that the amount of Cordyceps is not enough, I'll find some more." ”

"Fan Zhen!" Duan Zeyang was frightened, and hurriedly rushed out of the house, striding in front of Jian Fanzhen, and said anxiously: "Fanzhen, calm down first." ”

"Zeyang, I'm very calm, you let Liuli wait for me, I'll go back quickly"

"Fan Zhen!"

Jian Fanzhen took a step forward, and Duan Zeyang hurriedly followed and took a step back to stop him

Duan Zeyang's voice was hoarse: "Liuli's body is no longer as cold and biting as before, and it is gradually warming up. The corpse spot is only the first step, and then the wound starts to fester, and the rest ......"

"Nope! No, it won't! Jian Fanzhen couldn't hear it, his eyes were like cold nights, and he grabbed Duan Zeyang's sleeve tightly, "How could Liuli become a pile of white bones."

Zeyang, we are like this, I will give you my spiritual cultivation, you can see if you can recover your medical skills and save her! ”

"Jian Fanzhen!"

"Yes!" Jian Fanzhen raised his hand, and the heartlock on his wrist began to vibrate, and the mist flow lines began to wrap around his body.

Duan Zeyang grabbed his wrist and controlled it forcefully, preventing him from moving his spiritual cultivation again, "Fan Zhen, let's stop torturing her, okay?" ”

Birth, old age, illness, love and separation, resentment and hatred, can't beg, the most painful thing in human life, the only person who wants in this life, first leaves himself, and then he is trapped in his memories, drawing the ground as a prison.

When it rained, Jian Fanzhen painted the red paint on the pillars, so that the rain washed down and flowed on the ground, and people stepped on the soles of their feet, as if they had killed someone.

"It's been three days, really...... Can't stay any longer. Duan Zeyang's steps were heavy, and he approached Jian Fanzhen, who was thin, "The corpse spots have spread all over the body, it is raining, the air is humid, and I won't ......bury it tomorrow."

"Zeyang ......" Jian Fanzhen's voice was hoarse, he stood straight in front of Man Liuli's coffin, his face was pale, his eyes were dry, and he looked down at Man Liuliqing's black face.

"Zeyang, to this day, all kinds of past events are like yesterday.

Ruri asks me if you doubt the existence of the gods. And he asked me, "Why didn't the gods come and save you from this misery?"

You say, "Where will they go, and when I am gone, will I be able to find them?" ”

Duan Zeyang slowly walked over and stretched out his hand to put his hand on his shoulder, and sighed: "In the battle of Qinglongtan, we killed and injured so many relatives and friends, and we have confirmed Liuli's ability to predict......

It is better to leave us and let us suffer than to leave us first. Ruri said that she was homesick and that she would definitely be blessed by the gods and go home. ”

Only when you have been drunk can you know that the wine is strong, and only if you have loved can you know how important

Memories of the past come flooding back, like vines growing, starting to grow wildly, and then flooding, tightly wrapped around the neck, making people breathless.

Jian Fanzhen finally spoke slowly: "Fanzhen and Liuli, farewell." ”

When the wind rose in the middle of the night, the red light was raised in the palm of Jianfu, and there was no place that could not be illuminated.

Jian Fan stood in the courtyard steadily, the wind brushed his thin shoulders, and his heart was locked empty.

Suddenly, a long meteor streaked across the sky, tearing through the dark night and shining with his godless eyes.

Jian Fanzhen muttered in his heart: "Maybe you and I really come from hell, and we will eventually reach the stars after death." ”

In the bottom of my heart, I thought of Man Liuli's fireworks rain, and the corners of my mouth unconsciously curved slightly.

At dawn, the people who visited the market were puzzled, "This Jianfu, why did you light the red light and hang the red silk?" ”

"Joyful event?"

"But didn't something happen to me not long ago?"

"It is rumored that Fan Zhen of the Jian family was seriously injured outside, and after being recovered, he could not be cured and died."

"Alas, the battle in Qinglongtan is really ...... If the thousand-yuan Dao is still alive......"

"You say, is it true that dragons can make people immortal?"

"Squeak ......"

The gate full of red paint marks slowly opened on both sides, and the gate of Jianfu finally opened after two months.

Jian Fanzhen stood straight in the center of the courtyard in a dark red robe, his expression was cold, his face was bloodless, and there was a dark red coffin behind him.

On a sunny day, passers-by looked into the Jianfu and were shocked.

Jianfu has not changed much from usual, but it is still elegant. It's just that the red clothes, red coffins, red lights, red tombs, and the house are all red.

"It's ......"

"Secret marriage! Jianfu wants to hold a ghost marriage! ”

"What nonsense! How can there be a dark marriage in broad daylight! ”

"This red ...... How does it feel like a ...... manliuli?"

"What are you talking nonsense again? It's been two months since Naman Liuli died, so don't say something unlucky in broad daylight to scare people. ”

The crowd was clamoring and discussing, and did not dare to go forward.

Jian Fanzhen raised his eyes, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, he only heard his voice say in a low voice: "Get up the coffin." ”

The sound of the "knock knock ......" drum broke through the wall, rising above the noise outside the house.

Melodious and tactful sounding is an elegy.

Jian Fanzhen walked in front, Duan Zeyang followed by the red coffin with a light boat, and the band followed behind. The team is mighty, and in the eyes of outsiders, it is more like going to greet relatives.

"Is it really a white thing?"

"Who died in Jianfu again?"

"Bai Shi wears red clothes, attracting viciousness and fierceness, great murder! What a murderer! ”

"Jian Fanzhen is so attentive...... is it really not Man Liuli in this red coffin?"

"When Man Liuli died, Jian Fanzhen was not there, so he didn't ...... again"

"What are you talking about! Could it be that he will dig it up in the cemetery again! Two months, it has long been stinky. ”

"I'm going out of the city right away, don't follow, don't follow, don't join in the fun, in case you make a good one."

The roots are deep and the trees are lush, covering the sky and the sun, and the group is going farther and farther, a wide road, and there is no end in sight.

After walking dozens of steps, the dense forest blocked everyone's way, and the fog rose in the forest again, and there was only a vague feeling that there were countless tombs in front of a wall.

"Fan Zhen ......" Duan Zeyang lost his voice, "...... here"

Jian Fanzhen said: "The Jian family has been buried here for generations, and the glass should have been buried here." ”

Jian Fanzhen walked forward, wiped the inscription in front of him with his sleeve, and said softly: "Mother, let Liuli accompany you for a while, and Fan Zhen will be there in a while." ”

The musicians put down their instruments, changed their shovels, and began to dig.

When digging a lot, carry the coffin, put the coffin, and bury the coffin.

"Woo......" Qingzhou suddenly howled.

Immediately jumped from Duan Zeyang's arms and jumped to the ground, the hair on his whole body exploded, his eyes flashed with green light, and his right front paw kept scratching the ground, and the scratches were particularly obvious on the ground.

"Light boat." Duan Zeyang wanted to walk over and comfort it.

But the light boat was changed into a big beast that was more than a foot tall.

Seeing this, the person who buried the coffin couldn't help but tremble, and began to tremble all over, and instantly lost the movement just now.

"Boom!" The light boat began to hammer the ground with a hammer.

The person who buried the coffin did not dare to make any more moves.

"Qingzhou, do you want to take Liuli away again?" Duan Zeyang asked anxiously, "I know these two months ......"

Jian Fanzhen suddenly reached out and grabbed Duan Zeyang.

"Boom!" The light boat pounded heavily to the ground.

"Boom!"

"Knock knock knock ......" voice was urgent, and I don't know where the response came from.

The fierce green light in Qingzhou's eyes faded, and then he banged on the ground more anxiously.

There was a strong wind, and the fog cleared a little.

"Boom!" "Knock ......"

The soil on the coffin began to shake, some of the soil had been scattered to the side, the coffin shook more and more, and the sound of the thump became more and more rapid.

A rapid gasp began to echo in the red coffin.

"Shoot ...... Shoot the coffin! Suddenly, someone in the distance shouted, "Coffin...... The man in the coffin is going to live! ”

The person who buried the coffin threw the shovel in his hand, looked solemn, and stepped back nervously.

Jian Fanzhen frowned tightly, the bloodshot in his eyes had increased a lot, he clenched his fists tightly, his hands were white and his bones were clear.

Qingzhou's palm had not yet hit the ground, and everyone only listened to "Boom!" "A bang.

The red coffin suddenly split apart in the earth, and the air waves were strong, and a large crater was smashed around the red coffin, and the dust raised by it scattered the charming eyes.

Countless beams of intense red light broke through the sky, and the person in the red coffin walked out of the dust and mist step by step.

The light was dim, and Man Liuli squinted, still feeling dazzling.

The light boat lay at her feet, and the hot breath she exhaled made her feel real.

She raised her head mechanically and looked at everyone in a daze, dizzy, her eyes full of incredulity.

She! It's back!

"Ruri!"

Before Duan Zeyang could run over, Man Liuli suddenly had a cold look in his eyes, and he glanced at Qingzhou, who immediately lowered his head.

Man Liuli quickly jumped on the back of the light boat, the green light in the light boat's eyes was full of murderous intent, and then rushed into the deep forest with an arrow step, and everyone no longer saw the figure of Man Liuli light boat.

Man Liuli knelt by the river, her face was clearly reflected in the water of the Duancheng River, she clearly remembered what had happened over the years, no, in the past few months or even on this day.

After she came out of Ruyun Courtyard, she did go to Qinglong Pond as she wished, but it was just that battle......

Later, Yan Feitang, Duan Chenghe, Duan Zeyang's life experience, and the entire Man family......

She was planted with Gu and died in the night.

In a trance, she heard the sound of electricity, and then she suddenly opened her eyes, and her grandfather was alive, still standing by her bedside, telling her that he had only been asleep for two days.

Later, and later, she died at the hands of her dearest.

She opened her eyes and watched her own blood trickle down the steps with the rain, and a beam of light came in and made her squint.

Maybe it's the lights of the car when the man leaves, or maybe it's the lights of the police car, or even the lights on the operating table......

But she thought that it should be the stars, and that she would eventually reach the stars after she died.