I miss you

The gap is so narrow that only one person can barely pass through.

Zhou Jiayu dragged the bag with one hand, and walked through the gap with difficulty. The hard rock had worn away his skin, leaving faint blood stains.

Faced with such a gap, every normal person will feel fear, fearing that the gap will become narrower and narrower, and eventually the body will be stuck in the middle of the rock, unable to move, or even trapped to death in it.

When worrying about Lin Zhushui, Zhou Jiayu broke through the fear in his heart. He followed the footsteps of the charred corpse, step by step, and soon went deep into the rock.

Fortunately, the most worrying thing did not happen, the gap did not get narrower and narrower, but became wider after passing through a certain part, from the gap to a narrow tunnel that was still only big enough for one person to enter and exit.

However, this tunnel does not seem to be formed naturally. The ground is paved with roads made of bluestone slabs, and there are oil lamps for lighting on both sides.Judging from the state of use of the oil lamp, Zhou Jiayu speculated that this road was still in use in recent years, although it looked a bit old, at least there was still a lot of lamp oil inside.

The Jiao corpse was still walking forward, Zhou Jiayu tentatively called out: "Sir!"

It was very quiet in the tunnel, and no one responded to his call.

"Sir—" Another call came out, and Zhou Jiayu followed the footsteps of the charred corpse and continued to move towards the depths of the tunnel.

Zhou Jiayu observed the surrounding situation as he walked.

There seemed to be no one passing through the tunnel at times, and a thin layer of ashes was spread on the ground. Zhou Jiayu wiped a little with his hands, and found that the ashes looked like traces of something burning.He raised his head suspiciously, somewhat suspecting that these things fell from the charred corpses in front.

On the next road, Zhou Jiayu still found some murals on the walls of the tunnel.These murals are exquisitely painted and rendered with colorful pigments. They seem to describe how a clan thrived in the long river of time and gradually formed its own history.The portrait in front of him was too abstract. Zhou Jiayu couldn't understand it, but when he walked to a certain part of the tunnel, he saw a mural depicting a group of little people surrounding a volcanic crater doing ritual-like gestures.

Most of these murals were drawn by the Meng family to record the history of their family, but these murals are not complete, only depicting the prosperity and prosperity of the Meng family, and many of the contents after that were used by people with sharp hard objects Forcibly scraping it off seems to have deliberately destroyed the pattern behind it.

Zhou Jiayu touched the ruined wall with his hand, and felt that the marks were still fresh, as if they had been scraped off recently.

The last part of the mural is a sudden volcanic eruption. In the mural, the red color representing magma spreads on the entire wall. Its lifelike appearance makes that huge disaster seem to reappear in front of Zhou Jiayu's eyes again. out.

When he got here, Zhou Jiayu finally confirmed that the place he came in was indeed the legendary place where the Meng family sacrificed.

According to Xu Jian, everyone wants to find the place where the Meng family sacrificed, in order to obtain the secret treasure that destroyed the Meng family back then.It's just that he didn't know what Meng Yangtian's intentions were for bringing him here.Zhou Jiayu thought so, but his feet moved a little faster.

The tunnel was very long, but there was only one. Although the surrounding light did not change, Zhou Jiayu, who was very sensitive to heat, still felt the temperature in front of him getting higher and higher. The charred corpse that was walking all the way suddenly stopped at a corner. There, a low growl came out of his mouth.

Zhou Jiayu's first reaction when he heard this voice was that they wanted to attack him, and he quickly took out the weapons he had prepared in a defensive posture.

But after a while, the charred corpses standing in front of the tunnel still didn't move. After careful observation, Zhou Jiayu discovered that they seemed to be afraid of what was ahead and refused to move forward.

What are they afraid of?Zhou Jiayu was a little puzzled, and walked forward with the dagger in his hand.After turning the corner, Zhou Jiayu felt a rush of hot air on his cheeks. The hot air also smelled of sulfur, which was a bit pungent. Zhou Jiayu looked up and saw the corner The place is an abyss-like cliff, and below the cliff, there is a fiery red magma that is churning and flowing.

Zhou Jiayu immediately remembered that he had seen this place before in the video sent by Meng Yangtian - Lin Zhushui fell off the edge of the collapsed cliff.

Zhou Jiayu immediately looked towards the collapsed location in the video. After seeing the scenery in front of him clearly, his heart slowly became cold.

Meng Yangtian wasn't lying, the cliff in front really broke, and the original road was split into two halves, with flowing magma like a moat in the middle.If a real person falls, even Da Luo Jinxian can't save it.

Zhou Jiayu kept looking at the bottom of the collapse, trying to find traces of Lin Zhushui, but he couldn't find anything in the end.

"Where's Lin Zhushui? Meng Yangtian, didn't you say you wanted to take me to see him?" Zhou Jiayu turned around to look at Jiaoshi, with a very irritable tone, "Where are the others?"

Hearing the sound, the charred corpse moved, twisted its body slowly, and led Zhou Jiayu to another direction. After Zhou Jiayu followed, he found a row of spiral stairs in the left corner of the tunnel, winding upwards. , leading to an unknown location.

Jiao Shi stood at the door without moving, as if he didn't intend to go up.

Having already arrived here, Zhou Jiayu gritted his teeth and stepped up the stairs.

The stairs are very long, stretching round and round, and the surrounding scenery is completely similar. Zhou Jiayu soon felt dizzy when walking on it, but he forcibly suppressed this feeling and continued to climb up. .

He didn't know how long he had walked up the stairs, but Zhou Jiayu finally saw a faint light in front of him, so he quickened his pace and ran out in one breath.

What people didn't expect was that the bright light was actually a high platform. The light here was very abundant. Zhou Jiayu stayed in the dark for too long, and his eyes couldn't bear the strong light for a while, so he squinted involuntarily. .

"It's finally here." Meng Yangtian's voice came.

Zhou Jiayu rubbed his eyes a few times, and then he saw clearly that Meng Yangtian was standing on the high platform in front of him. This time, Meng Yangtian did not use a wheelchair, but stood in a place against the light, so that Zhou Jiayu could see I don't know what he looks like.

"Where's sir?" Zhou Jiayu asked viciously.

"Zhou Jiayu, you don't have to be so nervous. Actually, I'm not a person who likes to lie." Meng Yangtian said softly, "Look at your right side."

Zhou Jiayu looked to his right.This glance almost made his heart stop suddenly.Under the high platform, there is a round lotus-like sculpture standing in the tumbling magma, and Lin Zhushui is lying on the lotus platform in the center of the lotus, with his eyes closed, life and death are unknown.

"What's wrong with him!" Zhou Jiayu couldn't control the anger and panic in his heart anymore, and rushed forward to Meng Yangtian in a few steps, grabbing his collar.

However, Meng Yangtian did not resist Zhou Jiayu, instead he laughed softly, his laughter was full of sarcasm: "Zhou Jiayu, do you understand that I want to kill Lin Zhushui long ago?" I did it, I saved him—”

At this moment, the two were very close, and Meng Yangtian was not wearing a cloak, so Zhou Jiayu could see his face clearly.

One half of Meng Yangtian's face was picturesque, but the other half was burned, and his eyes and lips could not be seen clearly.

When Zhou Jiayu first saw it clearly, he was indeed taken aback for a while, but at this moment, he was worried about Lin Zhushui and overwhelmed some negative emotions: "What do you mean?"

"It means literally." Meng Yangtian said, "Do you want to see what Lin Zhushui saw?"

Zhou Jiayu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Meng Yangtian said: "Then let go."

Zhou Jiayu took a deep breath, let go of his hands, and made a gesture of spreading his hands, signaling that he would not use any more violence.

Meng Yangtian's body seemed to be very weak, and he had no strength to resist when Zhou Jiayu picked him up. It's no wonder that he was always sitting in a wheelchair and wrapped in a thick cloak when we met a few times before.

After Meng Yangtian was put down by Zhou Jiayu, he slowly took out something wrapped in cloth from his arms, and handed it to Zhou Jiayu casually.

Seeing his casual gestures, Zhou Jiayu thought it was not that important, but when he lifted the black cloth and saw the objects inside, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back instantly.

It was a palm-sized notebook. On the cover of the notebook, the appearance of a golden crow was outlined with flexible strokes.This golden crow three-legged black fish, with its tender yellow mouth and light yellow feet, is [-]% similar to the Ji Ba in Zhou Jiayu's mind.

Zhou Jiayu's movements paused, Meng Yangtian noticed his hesitation, and said with a smile, "Are you afraid? If you are afraid now, you still have a chance to turn around."

"Afraid?" Zhou Jiayu sneered, "Why should I be afraid?"

The person he was most worried about was right next to him, and he could save him as long as he worked a little harder.Thinking of it this way, Zhou Jiayu's heart was filled with determination, and he didn't feel anything terrible.

Zhou Jiayu let go of the first page of the notebook, and saw the kraft paper that he had seen many times.The same touch, the same yellow, all telling a certain fact—the brown paper they got was torn from this notebook.

But to be cautious, Zhou Jiayu took out the kraft paper that belonged to Lin Zhushui that he had been keeping in his pocket all the time, and compared it carefully, and it was indeed at the end of the notebook that he saw the traces after being torn.

"Look, I really didn't lie to you." Meng Yangtian saw Zhou Jiayu's face getting more and more ugly, but he smiled happily, "This is the mother's parent, and people who have this can see every The future as seen by each user."

"Then what do you say I saw?" Zhou Jiayu asked vigilantly.

"Fire." Meng Yangtian said, "There is also Lin Zhushui who was reduced to ashes in the flames."

Zhou Jiayu was silent, Meng Yangtian was indeed right.

"You don't have to believe what I said, you can hold it now and see for yourself whether I'm lying or not." Meng Yangtian's tone was very low and gentle, as if he was a demon who bewitched people's hearts, making it impossible to refuse His proposal, "Aren't you curious why Lin Zhushui left you alone?"

Zhou Jiayu was curious, and he was terribly curious, but he still pretended not to care, and asked indifferently: "I just want to save Mr., you just need to tell me how to save him."

Meng Yangtian said: "Zhou Jiayu, do you know how bad your acting skills are?"

Zhou Jiayu said: "So what if he dies? Does saving Lin Zhushui still rely on acting skills?"

Meng Yangtian was a little annoyed, and Zhou Jiayu played unreasonably. Just as he was about to continue mocking him, Zhou Jiayu suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said pre-emptively: "Meng Yangtian, I saw your aunt."

The smile on Meng Yangtian's face suddenly froze, and there was a bit of ferocity in his eyes, which made his already ferocious face even more terrifying: "What did you do to my aunt?"

Zhou Jiayu was not intimidated by him at all: "We chatted with her for a while."

Meng Yangtian's eyes were horrifying, he almost wanted to tear Zhou Jiayu to pieces: "You shouldn't have touched her."

"No, we didn't touch her." Zhou Jiayu said, "We just chatted with her for a while, and she asked us to have a word with you."

Meng Yangtian obviously felt that Zhou Jiayu was threatening him, so he squeezed out a word between his teeth: "Say."

Zhou Jiayu said with a blank expression: "She asked us to message you and ask you when to find someone."

Meng Yangtian: "..."

Zhou Jiayu said: "She also said that you are over 40..."

Meng Yangtian: "..."

Zhou Jiayu: "I've been working outside, so I haven't paid five social insurances and one housing fund."

The air froze as if dead, Meng Yangtian was silent for a long time, and when Zhou Jiayu could hardly bear the urging, he suddenly said, "That's right, you are honest and gentlemen, how could you treat others?" Let’s make a move, I’m thinking too much.”

He sighed softly, but looked at Zhou Jiayu with more pity in his eyes: "Zhou Jiayu, I won't lie to you anymore, if you really want to save Lin Zhushui, you should look at yourself first what happened in the future?"

Zhou Jiayu felt that Meng Yangtian's hostility towards him had faded a lot, and now it was more of a kind of pity that Zhou Jiayu didn't understand.

But when he dripped his own blood on the cover of the notebook as Meng Yangtian said, he finally understood the source of this pity.

Zhou Jiayu's eyes went dark, and the picture became distorted. He saw the backlight, and he was paralyzed on the hospital bed, moaning for pain.Zhou Jiayu was all too familiar with this voice—it was his own, Zhou Jiayu's voice.

"It hurts so much, sir, it hurts so much." The voice had a strong crying music, "Sir, I hurt so much, please kill me, I beg you, please kill me..." The voice It was extremely faint, like a trembling candle, as if it would be completely extinguished by a gust of wind.

Lin Zhushui sat by the bed, but remained silent.

"Please, sir, sir... I can't take it anymore..." The voice was still pleading, and the pain in it made Zhou Jiayu, who was a bystander, feel unbearable.

"Jiayu." Lin Zhushui opened his mouth, "Be patient any longer, okay?" His tone was a little helpless, which was a tone Zhou Jiayu had never heard from Lin Zhushui. Coaxing the person on the bed like a child, "Be patient...give me some time..."

The pleading voice of the person on the bed paused slightly, but just when Zhou Jiayu thought he would agree with Lin Zhushui's statement, he let out a terribly miserable cry, crying loudly: "Lin Zhushui Zhushui, let me go, I don't like you anymore, let me go—"

When Zhou Jiayu heard these words, the blood all over his body seemed to be frozen.How could he not be clear about how much he liked Lin Zhushui himself? He really couldn't imagine what kind of torture it was to make him say such a sentence.

"I just want to die, I just want to die..." said the voice, "forgive me, I can't—"

The lights in the room suddenly turned on, and Zhou Jiayu finally saw the scene in front of him clearly. He saw a person covered in dark spots sitting on the bed. Although he looked exactly the same as him, it was almost impossible to tell that it was the same person.His body exuded a rotten aura, almost like a corpse that had just been dug out of a cemetery.The most frightening thing was that many bandages were wrapped around his body, and scarlet flesh could even be seen inside the bandages.

Lin Zhushui turned on the light, stood in front of the bed and stared at Zhou Jiayu. He gently touched his face with his hands, and slowly opened his eyes. His pupils had already revealed a faint red color, but This red color was a bit more water-stained than what Zhou Jiayu had seen before.

"Let me see you again." Lin Zhushui said.

The person on the bed seemed to have sensed something, and his crying became low. He said sorry, sorry, and slowly leaned his head on Lin Zhushui's chest.

Lin Zhushui said, "Do you still like me?"

He nodded, tried his best, and murmured in a low voice: "I like it, I like it, I like you the most." After he finished speaking, he touched the corner of Lin Zhushui's mouth with his own lips.

Lin Zhushui laughed: "I like you too." He pressed his head and deepened the kiss, and then, the flame suddenly ignited.

Being burned by the fire should have been a very painful thing, but the man's face only showed relief. Zhou Jiayu watched him burn in Lin Zhushui's arms, and finally turned into black ashes.

Lin Zhushui was sitting on the head of the bed, holding the handful of ashes in his hands. This was the first time that his tall and straight figure showed a hunched look. He called him: "Zhou Jiayu."

The screen stops here.

Zhou Jiayu woke up from the illusion. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Meng Yangtian's indifferent expression. Zhou Jia asked, "Is that true?"

Meng Yangtian said: "This book will never be fake."

Zhou Jiayu said, "Am I sick?"

Meng Yangtian laughed: "Zhou Jiayu, do you really think there will be no aftereffects of resurrection?"

Zhou Jiayu looked at Meng Yangtian.

Meng Yangtian stretched out his hand suddenly, and stroked Zhou Jiayu's face with his fingers: "Besides, you were resurrected on someone else's body. How long this body will last is unknown...but what Lin Zhushui saw about your future It gave the answer, your time is running out."

Zhou Jiayu finally understood what those black spots he saw were traces of decay on the body, from the outside to the inside, from the living to the dead.Seeing his pain of slowly rotting away, even his love for Lin Zhushui could not save him from despair, and finally he even begged Lin Zhushui to die.

"So what's your husband looking for you for?" Zhou Jiayu recalled the conversation between Lin Zhushui and Jiang Zhu, "Is he here to find a way to resurrect people?"

"Smart." Meng Yang said, "Indeed."

Zhou Jiayu's lips pursed into a tight arc, and he said, "Now that I know, how can I save him?"

Meng Yangtian had a very strange expression, as if he couldn't understand Zhou Jiayu's question: "Now that you know your future, are you not in a hurry?"

Zhou Jiayu said indifferently: "Is it urgent? What can I do to solve the problem that even the husband can't solve?"

Meng Yangtian laughed loudly: "You are a wonderful person."

Zhou Jiayu glanced to the right again. Lin Zhushui was lying unconscious on the lotus platform. His expression was calm, like a Sleeping Beauty kidnapped by a giant dragon, waiting for a knight to rescue him.

Zhou Jiayu was very happy that he was that knight. He thanked himself for at least mustering up the courage to come here and for having the chance to save Lin Zhushui.

"What should I do?" Zhou Jiayu asked.

"This lotus platform is actually a formation." Meng Yangtian said, "Our Meng family will select a person every year for sacrifice, put him on the lotus platform, and when the flowing fire spreads up, he will activate the formation on the lotus platform , to make it work.”

Zhou Jiayu said, "What's the use of formations?"

Meng Yangtian said: "You can let the extreme sun fire pour into his body, and make that person's physique move closer to the yang."

After listening to what Meng Yangtian said, Zhou Jiayu thought it's no wonder that the Meng family is so full of yang, so they used such a method.

This kind of formation is beneficial and harmless to ordinary people, but the one lying on it is Lin Zhushui who has the body of the most yang.This Yang Qi, which is a tonic for ordinary people, will become a deadly poison when it enters his body. At that time, Zhou Jiayu may not be able to bring Lin Zhushui back from the gate of hell even if he has drained all the blood from his body.

"How do I stop this thing?" Zhou Jiayu asked again.

Meng Yangtian pointed to the top: "Continue to go up the stairs, you can see a bridge, and there is a mechanism on the bridge that can stop the formation."

Zhou Jiayu said, "It's over?"

Meng Yangtian giggled again, this time the laughter was extremely piercing: "But to activate this mechanism, you must have something extremely dark."

Zhou Jiayu said, "That's all?"

Meng Yangtian said: "That's it."

Zhou Jiayu got all the answers he wanted, rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards Meng Yangtian.Although his body was already very weak, it was a good thing that Meng Yangtian was not strong, and he was in a defenseless state, so he was thrown to the ground by Zhou Jiayu.

"Fuck you, you fucking think I don't know that you put Mr. up there? You fucking bastard—" This time, Zhou Jiayu cursed without any scruples, and he Picking up Meng Yangtian's collar, he punched him directly in the face, "This punch is for the person you killed." His strength was so strong that he punched Meng Yangtian's nose directly. Crooked.

"This punch is for a few students in the school!" Zhou Jiayu punched to the flesh without holding back, "This punch is for Xu Jinghuo—Meng Yangtian, I'll fuck you!"

Meng Yangtian was knocked out directly, and he was about to die under Zhou Jiayu's body, but at the last moment, he put away his fists and did not continue to attack Meng Yangtian.

Ji Ba asked angrily why you didn't kill this bastard.

Zhou Jiayu spat on the ground: "I can't kill him for the time being. How do I know if he lied to me? What if what he said is false? At that time, he will still be useful."

Ji Ba did not expect Zhou Jiayu to be so thoughtful.

"Let's go." Zhou Jiayu shook his fist, looked at Lin Zhushui who was beside him on the lotus platform and showed a gentle smile, "I'm going to save my princess."

After he finished speaking, he stepped up and continued to go up without any hesitation.

The author has something to say: In fact, if love can rationally calculate everything, then it is not love. It’s not that Zhou Jiayu is stupid, it’s because he can’t bear the risk of losing Lin Zhushui even if he loses his own life. rise.Lin Zhushui is not a god, he is just a powerful person, no matter how powerful he is, there are still some shortcomings, and it is impossible to cover everything.