The eighty-seventh episode is silent, strange and confused
"Dian Er," Chen Zigui's figure pierced through the night and rushed around.
The fog shrouded the dim streetlights, and the wide clothes and the breeze carried their sleeves like moths fluttering towards that little light. However, the darkness of the night envelops everyone, and no one can see through anyone. He is the lord of Qiwuyi, and he wants to stop the riots during the day, but he can't provoke the anger of the people, because the world is now, and it is natural for people to eliminate demons. He can only use this darkness to make a mistake for his former best friend and collect the corpse, even if he is a demon, even if he has deceived him for so many years in human skin.
Dian'er was also here to collect the corpse, but she and Chen Zigui, one after the other, were loyal, but they were just like moths to a fire, burning their lives to catch a trace of love, even if it was fleeting. If they pounce on the candle, they can still earn a candle tear by luck, but what they go to is a prison candle tied in the 'bamboo cage', so Dian'er has also become a corpse, like the imaginary love she has pursued, cold and ruthless.
When Chen Zigui came to her side, she was lying on the cold ground, the ground was dripping with blood, and the Zhan Lu, sucking the blood qi, burst out with a heart-burning and thorny light, rushing to the sky, breaking through the immortal of the heavenless sky, the enchantment that could not be broken through. Peony led her to the Biluo Ladder in an instant, and then returned to the place in the world, to ask for the soul in the bag in the hand of Weiruo, but if she saw the fairy intervening, she disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Peony just went to chase ......
Dian'er, ignorantly, lifted her skirt, stood on tiptoe, and when she climbed the ladder, Chen Zigui in the world was still holding her body that was not cold, crying bitterly. Chen Zigui, who is not good-looking and decent, is only enough to love one person for a lifetime, and in the rest of his years, he has never fallen in love with anyone else, for this woman who has not even said a few words to him and cares about others, he has never married.
The passing years of the world, to the gods, are just considerable, appreciable, and occasionally lamentable festivals, and for people, if they lose the warmth and love that support him, they will be like a walking withered corpse, in the unbearable loneliness, chewing the bitterness of loneliness, counting every inch of time, waiting, the ending that everyone has already been set --- death.
"Plants and trees have their own hearts, why ask for beauties." Zhixi, understand everything. Her mother's goodness is not good, her mother's way is ruthless, the debt of deep kindness, and her own ignorant sin...... Wrong, wrong, wrong, all wrong. Mo, Mo, Mo, Mo, Mo can look back.
"In the end, it's not that you owe me, but that I owe you." Zhixi muttered in her mouth that she wanted to visit Mo to help her and go to Dian'er's side. But when she came to Dian'er's side, she didn't want to touch Dian'er, but to touch Zhanlu in her hand. Dian Er was not guilty, but he broke me down and went to make amends for his mistakes. So, why does she, the culprit who really killed him, still have to live in this world for a long time?
She has never lingered in the scenery of this world. The only warm moments that I have lingered in were all given to her by bone mistakes. Now, her heart hurts like a winch, tormenting her and suffocating. She lifted Zhanlu and stabbed it towards her heart. The blood, shed all over the ground, mixed with the blood of Dian'er.
She thought she was dead. Everyone present thought that she, like Dian'er, was dead. Then, go into the hall, go to another heaven and earth, to be tried, to atone for the sins that should be atoned, to redeem for the blessings that should be received, to receive, and then to die. The cycle repeats itself, until finally, disheartened, careless, ruthless and loveless, and annihilated into nothing.
"Fool," she heard a skeletal voice in her ear, a smiling, bright voice, "You, live well." She thought that she had encountered a bone mistake somewhere, not in the world, not in Biluo, not in Huangquan, or anywhere she knew.
She opened her eyes, and those eyes were more charming and touching than her life, and she could see everything clearly. She looked for the bone fault, but what did she see? The heavy fog, the dim street lamps, the corpse of Dian'er, the painful Chen Zigui, and the tearful visitor...... Also, on the shelf in the distance, there is a fox skin draped, full of holes.
"Visitor?" Zhixi looked at the clearly visible visitor in front of her in ignorance, and asked him softly, "Where am I?" Why, even you are dead? I should be in the Nineteenth Purgatory for such a sin, but you are a wood god, how can you also be in hell? No, didn't you say that the nineteen purgatory, they can't hold me? So, where am I? ”
What the? Zhan Lu penetrated her heart, she bled so much, unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the wound healed, and even the blind eyes were opened again? She, once again, did she come back from the dead without going through the path of rebirth set by the Six Realms?
Zhao Wanmo understood in an instant, yes, Zhanlu, Turbidity, and Qingjian were all spiritual weapons that left him, and they were all protecting Zhixi. They, impossible, let Zhixi die. But, Zhixi, is it really okay to take your life against the sky?
In another moment, lightning flashed and thundered, thunder rolled, and the rain rained like a torrent. The gods in the sky, through the Tianjian, have already seen everything in the world, the Vermilion Bird Divine Monarch who was robbed of the ghost house, and the book god of the Chaos Tianshu, have also come down to earth to arrest this alien --- Zhixi!
"Let's go!" Visit Mo, pick up Zhixi, take a step, and stride away. Now, Zhan Lu has broken through the barrier, here, it is no longer an impermanent realm where magic and demonism are not working, and the cultivation of the god of visiting Momu is still enough for him to escape. Vermilion Bird Divine Monarch ran away again in vain, so he had to go back to Heaven and wait for the opportunity.
After a long time, Yu Mo knew that she was okay for the time being, so she put Zhixi down and said to her: "Before Gu Cuo was born, he once said that our human world seems to have been sealed into an impermanent realm of immortals, so our magic and witchcraft can't be used, and the gods of the heavens can't come down. ”
"Why didn't I, die?" The focus of Zhixi's attention is not the point: "They want to ask for my life, I'll give it to them." Why bother. ”
As she spoke, she lifted Zhan Lu again and pierced her heart, but every time, the wound healed in time, and the speed became faster and faster, and in the end, she, such a weak body, became invulnerable. Zhanlu, no matter how she pierced, she couldn't penetrate her body.
It turns out that being an outlier and even dying is not qualified. The Grim Reaper will oppose her, and the Grim Reaper will not dare to accept her. Indeed, the lord of the Six Realms, especially the King of Hades, knew that the illegitimate daughter of the ancient god of Fuxi was a fate that could not be written by heaven and earth, so he waited for her wholeheartedly, and when he exposed his minions and harmed the world, he arrested her to the Chaos Heavenly Hub and suffered the punishment of Chaos.
"Ancestor, the sin of the wood god should be condemned, he is so good that he gave birth to a god, and he has a vendetta against the ghost, but he wants to protect the host of the ghost, Feng Zhixi." The Vermilion Bird Divine Monarch and the other gods, discussing in the heavens of no vain, spoke in unison, and invited the ancestor to arrest and condemn the wood god and Zhixi together.
"This weak woman, in addition to being the same as her biological mother, was born with a thousand charms, captivated the country and the city, charmed the hearts of several men, and accidentally received the ghost house, and stole her life twice without going through the way of reincarnation, so far there is no other great evil abandoned by heaven and earth." The ancestor said: "She is the bloodline of the ancient god of Fuxi, and she was exiled by Niangniang herself, her life is unrecognizable, and wait, if one day, she really makes a big mistake, and if she takes it again, she will be considered famous." ”
"If you die on your own, even the gods can't do it, she, a little grass and wood demon, isn't it a big crime? has to wait for how much mistake she makes, besides, she is still carrying a ghost, I am afraid that it will really cause trouble to Xiao Wall, and the consequences will be unimaginable. "Suzaku Divine Monarch said.
"You can't die on your own, it's because your ability is not as good as her, which law in heaven and earth has written that you are not allowed to die on your own? Because they are all ordinary, in order to survive their own thoughts of survival and rebirth, they have to use the reincarnation reincarnation path created by the Reincarnation Dao Venerable to realize the wish of reincarnation. Hell ghosts and beasts, sinking from bad karma. However, since she can transgress the reincarnation path of the reincarnation Dao Venerable and go to life on her own, that is also her creation. We can't use that as an excuse to take her. Old Ancestor Shanshan said: "Besides, the ghost house is originally the main residence of your southern Vermilion Bird Seven Houses, why is it attached to that woman, and the Divine Monarch, as its original owner, shouldn't it be to sit quietly and think about your own mistakes?" ”
Suzaku Shenjun already knew that it was his dereliction of duty that the ghost was lost, and he had no choice but to retreat. Scatter without vain.
However, the ancestor let Zhixi go, but Zhixi didn't let go of herself. Wan Mo wants to take her back to Beijing. She refused. She said: "Since I am the wife of the wrong one, and I can't die to repay his kindness, I should always do my filial piety for him, and support Wu Fuzi and Wu Niangzi, every year." ”
In the shade of the ancient wood, the master was lying on the bed in the empty room, with a wet towel on his forehead. In the daytime, after suffering such a catastrophe, Jia Rudao's daughter had already returned home, and the holy decree of Wu Mansion to raid the house was immediately issued, and Wu Niangzi had no hope this time. The bone mistake was whipped, skinned, and cramped, he went to block it for him, and he was beaten indiscriminately, and his face was blue and purple, and he was rescued by Chen Zigui. Dian Er also saw it, so he went to collect the body of Gu Mistake, and then died of martyrdom.
"The son is silent, and the strange force is confused." The master was on the bed, sighing and sighing, old tears, snot and tears, shaking his head: "I deceived the ancients, I deceived the ancients." ”
Zhixi pushed the door in, saw this scene, didn't know how to comfort her, went to the master's window, touched it, the towel was soaked, so she took it down, put it on the bench next to her, put it in a basin of cold water, and washed it.
"I have believed in the ways of the sages all my life," the Master muttered to himself, like a child, "I have taught the books of the sages all my life, but in the end, I have gone against the grain." Not only did I know that I had raised him, but I also felt sorry for him now that he was dead. In the past, the world was respected, I did this, and there were words, but now, the world, the demon is not as good as the street rat, why do I, not only can I not follow the people to kill the demon and eliminate the demon, but look at him like that, it is uncomfortable, the head can't think, the eyes can't see, rather, I am for him to be beaten, to die. ”
Zhixi listened, twisted the hand of the handkerchief, stopped for a while, and two lines of tears poured down. Isn't the Master's state of mind the same as hers?
Don't be careful, Wu Niangzi, who was carrying a pot of freshly boiled water, came into the house, saw Zhixi, standing there, bent down and twisted a hand towel, and couldn't help but say, a pot of boiling water poured on her head.......