Chapter 41 Things are, people are not
The black light flickered, the white light faded, and everything was calm again.
The old man with the surname of Xi quietly disappeared, and he didn't know where he went, as if he had never appeared. The backyard of this Guanyun Tower is still as calm and lonely as ever, only the sound of the wind blowing the bamboo forest.
Lu Chen was still lying on the ground, trembling slightly, and had woken up.
He got up slowly, looked around a little confused, and quickly remembered what had happened. He didn't know why he suddenly fell unconscious, and he could only guess that this was the reason why his soul fluctuated due to the shattering of this slave soul jade. As soon as his thoughts turned, Lu Chen began to get excited again.
Two years in captivity, two years in darkness...
After all, it came to an end.
The days when this life was not as good as a dog have finally passed completely.
However, panic soon grew in his heart...
In the past two years, how many sins and how much blood have been stained on his hands.
Lu Chen couldn't remember it anymore, because there were too many of them. Ling Caiwei's order, because of the relationship between the slave soul jade, even if he was unwilling, he could not disobey it, so he could only kill the people she said one by one.
Full of sin...
"I... Really damn it..."
He gritted his teeth, and the sorrow in his heart was unspeakable.
And Ling Caiwei went out for some reason, but she could come back at any time. Once she found out that the Slave Soul Jade had been shattered, the result would be like this, Lu Chen could imagine.
Either die or be re-enslaved.
"If I die, I can make up for my mistakes, but if..."
He hesitated for a long time, but finally took out the emerald leaf token of the Bright Moon Immortal Palace.
If you are enslaved, you will live as before, and you will continue to be inferior to dogs, and you will continue to be stained with sin on your hands. Escape is the only way out now.
As soon as his mind moved, the emerald leaf token in his hand suddenly bloomed with thousands of lights, and a splinter also cracked. And the green waves ripple faintly, dyeing this place brightly, and everything seems to be full of vitality under its light. Among them was the unfathomable, suddenly tearing a dark void crack in front of him. Black thunder was intertwined, the wind was flowing, and the deep pressure instantly enveloped the entire Yueling City.
There was a voice in the distance, it was the steward of Guanyun Tower who had been alarmed.
A low shout sounded, and when Lu Chen looked over, his figure had already fallen on the first floor of the pavilion in the distance, and before he could contain the shock, he had already shot towards Lu Chen.
A flying sword, a cold line!
A sad smile appeared at the corner of Lu Chen's mouth, but he did not step into the void crack, but instead opened his mind to bear the flying sword. However, there was a roar of wind here, smashing into Lu Chen's body like a dull hammer, blasting him directly into the void crack.
The flying sword grazed the corner of his clothes, leaving only a rag in its wake.
The darkness of the void was like a beast that chose people and loved people, and Lu Chen's figure slowly disappeared in it. His face turned pale, his eyes widened, staring at the old man standing in the void in the distance. The mottled appearance of the beard, like two years ago...
"Young man, do you remember what Xiao Lao'er told you two years ago?"
A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and when he raised his hand, the inexplicable qi machine had caused the crack in the void to slowly heal.
"Live, your journey has just begun. ”
Lu Chen opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, so he could only passively bear all this happening. The void crack gradually healed, slowly recovered, and the last thing I saw was the white light drifting away, and then everything dissolved into nothingness.
The illusory scene drifted away, and above the Bright Moon Immortal Palace, a pitch-black crack tore out of thin air, spitting out Lu Chen's embarrassed figure from it.
With a pop on the ground, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the white jade floor tiles red.
The delicate treasure tree swayed gently, creating a mist of color, enveloping Lu Chen, repairing the injuries on his body.
The blood mist is drifting away, it is the Bright Moon Immortal Palace, otherwise the dust will naturally not allow blood stains to remain. However, Lu Chen still fell to the ground and never got up. He was still thinking about everything he saw at the last glance, what was the origin of the old man surnamed Xi, and why he couldn't clearly feel the slightest monk's aura on his body, but he was able to stand in the air.
The gust of wind that blasted him into the crack in the void was naturally the old man's handiwork.
"It turns out that it's him..."
Lu Chen muttered, and there was an inexplicable light in his eyes.
"Two years ago?"
"Life is not satisfactory in the world, there are many regrets, you have to learn to accept it, in order to live safely. Only when the heart is strong can it withstand all kinds of ups and downs, so that life can be rich. Or maybe there is a moment of disappointment, or a moment of confusion, it is good to recognize the original heart, you must know that God never lives up to people. Everything has long been predestined..."
What the old man had said, Lu Chen could still repeat word for word.
When he first heard it two years ago, he didn't understand what it meant. Looking at it now, it seems that it has seen through it then.
It's like he's pushing it in the dark...
Lu Chen's heart was complicated, and he didn't know why he was like this.
Slowly close your eyes, how can you release all the pain and resentment in your heart?
"Or maybe it's unsatisfactory for a while, or it's confusing for a while, just recognize your heart... Oh, is it possible to recognize the true heart and treat everything in the past as ignorance?"
He laughed miserably, curled himself up, and gritted his teeth, unaware of the blood that spilled from his mouth.
Helpless, confused, painful...
He didn't want to do anything, but he had no choice but to make things happen.
Thinking back to the beginning, when he only went out of the mountain, he didn't have any goals, just to survive...
Now, even if you live, there is no point in living... A body stained with sin and filth, even if it remains in this world, it is just an ugly skin.
He was still lying on the ground, holding his legs and not making any sound or doing anything. Self-blame and resentment constantly invaded his heart. Struggling in the abyss of pain, it seems that there is no end, everything that was once is like a lingering devil, still defiling his soul.
How can the sins of the past, the pain of the past, be simply forgotten...
If it is said that it is enough to recognize the original heart, but what is the original intention?
Why do people live?
Lu Chen had never thought about this problem, but he was deeply involved in it at the moment.
To live, for what exactly...
The sun rises, the moon sets, one day passes, another day passes...
He held himself like this, kept thinking, but he could never find the answer to whether he could live, and he couldn't see his heart clearly through the dirt and darkness. The unbearable side of this world once appeared naked in front of him, and his hands were stained with sin.
The original desirelessness, the later pride, and now the depression and depression...
There are ups and downs in life, but is life always so painful?
Lu Chen didn't know what he should do, he was dazed and ignorant, everything was so meaningless.
Finally, he had the answer...
Such a sin is better than a death that is more painful, so as not to suffer the torment of the heart.
"Go again, indulge once, and that's it. ”
He got up, but he just walked aimlessly in the vast Bright Moon Immortal Palace, trying to find a reason for him to live. He saw the delicate treasure tree, swaying and shining, like the gentlest spring breeze trying to soothe the scars in his heart. However, he didn't accept it, but shook his head and smiled bitterly, turned around and left, and saw the hall where he and Qin Shusheng Gongsun Liang were drinking and talking happily that day.
Alone on the tall building, looking at the railing, how comfortable it was to laugh and laugh that day.
Only at that time, he had not seen the darkness of this world.
Qin Shusheng's kindness and sincerity, Gongsun Liang's calmness, Luan Qing'er's gentleness and longevity, Han Wudao's indifference and uprightness... They talk freely about the past and the present, without any scheming, just for the chic and free of that moment and forget the chaos of the world.
This world originally had countless wonderful...
And why is darkness so terrible, capable of drowning out everything that is beautiful!
"Ah——!h
He couldn't bear the torture in his heart anymore, and he looked up to the sky and roared, pouring out his despair, anger, unwillingness, and pain with this long roar.
It's just that this Bright Moon Immortal Hall is too vast, which also makes him even more lonely and helpless, even if the voice shouted out can't reverberate, it only gradually dissipates, and then everything is as calm and lonely as before.
He knelt down slowly, hugged the railing and screamed.
When he was tired and tired of crying, he fell asleep like this.
After waking up, he went to Huaqing Pond again, looking at the misty spirit pool for a long time, but in the end he only left a wry smile, and then left.
Dreams are dreams after all, and no matter how beautiful they are, they can't compare to reality.
There is wine in the Bright Moon Immortal Palace, and he can still take it out.
Drunk one day, drunk one night, drunk day after day, muddy. Only when you are drunk can you laugh, see flowers in your dreams, and stay long in your dreams. When I wake up, I still wander aimlessly, and I fall asleep wherever I get drunk...
On that day, the wind was light and the clouds were light, and the sky was clear for 100,000 miles without waves.
He came to the Bright Moon Immortal Palace, hung his head, and drank wine, but he felt that he had indulged enough...
It's also time to leave.
When you look up, you can see that there are soft golden sands and rocky reefs in the distance. The man standing in a white robe, looking at the sea and sky, with a faint and gloomy look in his eyes, was shaking his head and sighing. He knew that the Bright Moon Immortal Palace was in front of him, but after that day, outsiders would never be able to see the glorious palace Que Yuyu again. It disappears into nothingness, and it is clearly there, but it cannot reach it in any way.
How far away...
"Scholar Qin..."
Lu Chen was stunned, and his originally dead eyes revived a little brightness.
He didn't know why Qin Shusheng appeared here, and how could he show such an expression. In the depths of that gaze, the rippling light was like longing, and it was like sadness.
Who is he missing, and what is he grieving for...
Lu Chen reacted, his face showing a little complexity.
Qin Shusheng was one of his few friends, at least, on the surface.
He hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to meet him, even if he had become like this now, even if Qin Shusheng might approach him for the treasure. However, if the darkness is already like this, how can we be afraid of a little more pain?
The sun is shining brightly, tearing the sky.
But seeing the clouds rising and the rainbow bridge falling, Lu Chen stood in front of the Bright Moon Immortal Palace, looking at the man with a shocked face from afar. He was the same as two years ago, almost no change, obviously a man, but he was born as delicate as a woman, even if he was surprised, he also asked with a little femininity.
"You're... Lu Chen?!"
Qin Shusheng's eyes widened, and he looked at Lu Chen in the distance in disbelief, almost unable to recognize him.
Why did the eyes of the once scheming, pure and clear boy become so deep and gray, and why did he wear such a sarcastic dog-faced mask?
It's only been two years, but the changes are too big.