The night is deeper, and the color of loneliness is thicker.

There was no wind, no light, and they seemed to be unable to endure the loneliness and quietly disappeared.

Wusheng stopped, stood like a stone statue, and then turned his head, already sighing, and said, "You cried." ”

Yang Qing was silent and nodded.

Wusheng said: "Why are you crying? ”

Yang Qing smiled, laughing and shedding tears. "I'm scared," he said. ”

Wusheng said: "Why are you afraid? ”

She stared at him, his eyes darker, darker than night, hollow without a trace of emotion, nothing. "I don't know. ”

Wusheng's empty eyes stared at Yang Qing and said, "You're not afraid. ”

"What's that?"

Lifeless eyes stared at the distance like a spearhead, and the distance was pitch black, lonely, empty pitch black.

"It's loneliness, loneliness," he said. ”

"So what should I do?"

Wusheng gasped and said, "You have to have the courage to see yourself clearly and see everything clearly. ”

He didn't let Yang Qing speak, gasped and said: "When people have no money, no lovers, no family...... When there is nothing, it happens to be in this night, it is easy to feel sad, bitter, and cry. ”

Yang Qing said: "I can see it clearly. ”

The empty and empty eyes of lifeless were already staring at Yang Qing again, and sadness and pain not only occupied her body, but also seemed to occupy her soul.

He was sighing.

She was powerless, unable to think and face this problem, which seemed to be a quagmire of all evil, and her body and soul seemed to be overly struggling, suffering excessively, and prostrating and powerless in it.

She couldn't help herself.

Wusheng said: "You don't have to do anything, you just have to endure it." ”

Yang Qing said: "Bear with it? ”

Wusheng said: "Yes, it would be good to wait until the night leaves the earth and the light comes to the world." ”

"But I can't stand it."

Wusheng sighed again and said: "You must endure and hold on, this is what every truly beautiful and beautiful woman must endure and experience." ”

Yang Qing said: "But I ......." ”

Wusheng said: "You don't have to say anything, I'm sure you will do it." ”

The empty eyes were staring at Yang Qing's body like spearheads, plump, firm chest, and slender waist,......。

"You're beautiful and beautiful now, but you're not beautiful and beautiful enough," he said. ”

"Can I be more beautiful, pretty?"

"You can, I believe in you, and you have to believe in yourself."

Yang Qing smiled, and her eyes were already shining with light, a strong and unyielding light.

She said, "I understand, I understand everything." ”

Wusheng gasped and said, "Tell me about it." ”

Yang Qing said with a smile: "I'm just simply beautiful and beautiful now, like a little flower in a greenhouse." ”

Wusheng said: "Yes. ”

"If you want to be prettier and beautiful, you have to go through ups and downs, and then you will not only become more beautiful and beautiful, but also brilliant and brilliant."

Wusheng nodded and said, "You really understand, congratulations." ”

Yang Qing smiled and lowered her head, silent.

Silent, gasping, turning around, walking forward.

He didn't go far before he stopped, standing like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

The dark eyes stared at and poked not far away.

Not far away, it is eerie and lonely, eerie and fluttering.

Cemetery.

Cold sweat flowed from the corners of Yang Qing's forehead, and she said, "Is it a cemetery?" ”

Silent and standing like a stone statue.

There was no wind and no light in the heavens and the earth, but now suddenly there are all of them.

A ghost fire floated in the wind not far away, swinging with the wind.

The body of the tombstone was caressed under the shadow of the ghost fire, which was even more painful and miserable, as if he was enduring some mysterious and strange punishment in hell and wailing and screaming.

Heaven and earth suddenly became indescribably dead silent, and the dead silence made the body stiff, the soul stiff, the mind stiff, and the spirit stiff.

When the ghost fire floated not far away, the wind suddenly disappeared, mysteriously and strangely.

Then it came white.

White hair, white face, white eyes, white body, white hands and .......

His appearance is whiter than the white-faced impermanence of hell.

He floated motionless under the ghost fire, looking coldly and sadly at the lifeless.

Speechless, he stood like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

Yang Qing's wheezing voice was stiff, and she said, "What is that?" ”

"That's the flower, the only Lone Star Tomb Flower in the Wanhua Building who can live in the cemetery."

Yang Qing said: "How come there are flowers in the cemetery? ”

Speechless, gasping for the past. said, "You can't get closer. ”

Yang Qing nodded, and her head was extremely stiff.

Wusheng stopped seven feet from the tomb flower, standing like a stone statue.

His eyes stared at and poked at the tomb flower like a spear, as if he wanted to poke him alive in the cemetery.

Tomb Flower said: "I am Lone Star Tomb Flower. ”

His voice is so strange and strange that if you have heard the sound of sharpening knives in hell, you can easily associate it with the sound of him speaking.

When he said the word tomb flower, his voice became very thick and very long, as if he was afraid that others would not understand.

Wusheng nodded.

Tomb Flower said: "Are you a spear god without life?" ”

Wusheng said: "Yes. ”

Tombflower smiled.

His mouth is almost unopen when he speaks, and his smile is very different.

The smile was not too big, and the smile was not too strong, but his face was suddenly left with a mouth, and his blood-red tongue seemed to have twitched violently from mysterious and strange pleasures, and his blood-red teeth were twitching .......

Wusheng said: "What are you laughing at?" ”

"I laugh at myself now."

"What's wrong with you now?"

"I'm so happy."

He didn't let Wusheng speak, and continued, "I'm so happy to find someone to kill." ”

"How long has it been since you've killed someone?"

The dead white eyes were already rolling up, and he nodded before saying, "I don't remember either." ”

"And how many people have you killed?"

"Two or three, that was a long time ago."

"Isn't it comfortable when you kill those two or three people?"

The dead white eyes suddenly glowed, a light that was overly sweet and overly happy. "It's just chilling," he said. ”

"How did you spend your time when no one killed?"

The dead white eyes suddenly slowly lost their luster, turned flat, became indescribably lonely and empty, and said, "Of course it is to kill others." ”

"Kill what?"

"As long as there is anything here that can breathe, I will kill it."

His eyes became indescribably disgusted, tired, bored.

Wusheng said: "Okay now, you can kill me." ”

Tomb Flower said: "You have to take care of yourself." ”

Wusheng said: "Why? ”

Tomb Flower said: "It's not easy for me to kill someone, don't die before you have a good time." ”

Wusheng nodded.

Tomb Flower said: "I'm here." ”

As he spoke, his body fluttered over and his hands outstretched.

Elongated, pale, fleshless, bony ghost-clawed hands.

He floated over and touched the lifeless body, and the lifeless suddenly collapsed.

The tomb flower floated in the air, admiring the blood on the ghost's claws, looking at it dementedly, as if it was an old bachelor who had been lonely and empty for a long time, and suddenly saw the ideal saint, and everything in her eyes and body suddenly kept trembling and trembling,......。

Wusheng struggled to his feet, standing upright like a stone statue, gasping for breath.

He said, "You seem happy? ”

The tomb flower nodded, his appearance was not only happy, it was like a happy New Year.

He said, "How? ”

"I can't die yet."

"Then I'm relieved, if you die, I don't have to kill."

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, silent, and the wheezing sound was thicker.

Tomb Flower said: "You are seriously injured? ”

As he spoke, his hands swayed, swaying past the lifeless body.

Wusheng fell, gasping for breath, struggling to get up, standing up like a stone statue, and said, "I don't understand one thing. ”

Tomb Flower said: "You say." ”

"You're going back and forth like a bird, aren't you tired?"

The Tomb Flower was already wheezing, a gasp of excessive rage. "Then you're welcome."

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, silent, waiting.

The tombstone suddenly pounced on the tombstone, he pounced on the tombstone as if it was a lonely girl pounced on the wishful lover, and then hugged tightly, writhing, shaking, and then the tombstone magically floated up, and he rode on the tombstone and floated, laughing, waves, shouting, and said, "Little one, I will kill you." ”

The tombflower really hit it, Wusheng gritted his teeth, and when the tombstone hit the body, he could clearly hear the sound of his bones breaking.

Wusheng gasped, rolled, struggled to his feet, and stood up like a stone statue.

The eyes were still empty, and the spear head poked at the tomb flower.

The excitement and joy in the tomb flower's eyes became even stronger, and she said: "You are really not an ordinary person, the spear god is the spear god in the end." ”

As he spoke, he bumped into him again.

Wusheng gritted his teeth, suddenly jumped up, jumped on the tombstone, hugged the tombflower, and bit it hard and desperately.

The tomb flower screamed and hugged Wusheng, Wusheng bit and hugged the tomb flower, and the two suddenly fell to the ground, rolling, screaming, just like that, you punch me, I bite you.

Tomb Flower said: "You ......." ”

Wusheng kicked him away, struggled to stand up, stood up like a stone statue, gasped, stared and poked at the tomb flower with his eyes like spears, and said, "You can die." ”

The tomb flower stared at Wusheng, and suddenly fell, and her body shook the ground twice before moving.

The ghost fire was suddenly extinguished.

Heaven and earth are once again dark, lonely, maddeningly dark.

Yang Qing gasped and said, "He's dead? ”

Wusheng said: "Yes. ”

"How did he die?"

"I bit you to death."

"You ......."

"I also poisoned you."

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, gasping, but suddenly he fell again, and when he fell, he kept gasping, twitching, and rolling.

Yang Qing pulled his cloak and stared at Wusheng, his eyes were empty without a trace of emotion, let alone a trace of pain, nothing. said, "You're not going to die, are you?" ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing said: "You won't just leave me like this, will you?" ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing said: "You won't just lie down and not get up, and then wait quietly for death, right?" ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing was already flustered and frightened.

She said, "Hurry up." ”

Silent without life.

"If you don't get up, I'll ......."

"What about you?"

"I'll just strip naked."

"You've hit a ghost."

"And then yelled that you had insulted me."

"You've hit a ghost."

"You will also say that you forced me to have a hundred children with you."

"Did you really hit the ghost?"

Yang Qing was silent, her hand was already pulling the placket of her clothes, and said, "Do you believe it or not?" ”

Wusheng gasped and struggled to his feet, standing like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

Yang Qing lowered her head and said, "I didn't mean to. ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing hung lower. "I really didn't mean to. ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing was silent, pulled her cloak, and shook it.

Wusheng gasped and walked forward, his steps smaller and slower, but his body still stood like a stone statue.

He had not gone far before he fell, and then struggled to his feet, standing upright like a stone statue, and walked forward.

There is a kind of person in heaven and earth, no matter what the situation, what kind of setbacks and blows are suffered, they will resolutely stand up, move forward, and go into the distance.

No matter how many times you fall, how badly you are hurt, no matter how scarred your body or your soul is, you can't stop the way forward.

Perhaps it is because of the existence of this kind of person that human beings have a tenacious and indomitable .......

"Are you afraid that if I fall, I won't get up?"

Yang Qing nodded and was silent.

Wusheng gasped and sighed. said: "I won't fall down like this and not get up." ”

Yang Qing nodded and was silent.

Wusheng said: "You don't have to worry about me. ”

Yang Qing said: "But I am ......." ”

Wusheng said: "I just can't help but worry and worry? ”

Yang Qing nodded.

Wusheng stopped, standing upright like a stone statue, staring and poking into the distance like a spear, and there was only pitch black in the distance, except that it was pitch black.

"It's been a long time since I've been hurt this badly."

"How long?"

"I don't remember."

"Are you nostalgic?"

"Yes, this feeling of injury is actually a kind of enjoyment, a kind of enjoyment that has rarely been encountered before."

"You're such a weirdo."

"How weird?"

Yang Qing smiled, but her head hung lower. said: "It's as weird as it gets." ”