Immortal Hero: I Have a Coffin

The old man who appeared in front of them was no longer the kind old man on the sapphire round platform. He was dressed in a bluish blue Taoist robe that shifted from time to time, and his white hair and beard set off the ethereal demeanor. His gentle and smiling eyes wiped away all emotions. , there is a kind of dust and indifference that is not moved by everything.

"This is Tianhuang Temple, and I am the tomb keeper." The old man opened his mouth, and there was no trace of anger in his voice, "In ancient times, monsters were rampant, wars spread from the mortal world to the cultivation world, the sky was shattered, and the earth was blood-stained. , Regardless of whether it is a fairy cultivator or a demon cultivator, regardless of whether it is human or alien, they are all in a desperate situation."

The old man's cold and plain words made it hard to imagine the tragedy and cruelty of that year.

It wasn't even as good as the despair and tragedy he had felt so deeply at the Blood Pool Altar in the Enan Valley.

As soon as Ye Jiuqiu thought about it, he stood beside a stream in the blink of an eye.

"Illusion?" He looked around, and found that this was an ordinary countryside. It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer. The grass was lush, dotted with scattered white wildflowers, and insects neighed.

The clear stream under the feet jumps over the round pebbles happily, and there is a tall jujube tree beside it, which is full of fruits.There was a big and rugged man who was carefully picking ripe fruits and putting them into the basket on his hand.

The man didn't glance at him, as if he wasn't there at all.

But the person standing beside him just now was gone.

He closed his eyes and concentrated on it, and after a while he had to admit that this place was so natural that he couldn't find any flaws.If you want to break open and leave, I'm afraid you have to risk your life and don't leave any escape for yourself... It's possible to do it.

"Okay, let me see, what do you want me to see." Ye Jiuqiu shrugged, turned and walked towards the direction where the cooking smoke was curling up in the distance.

But within a few steps, he was pulled back to the original place.

After silently trying a few more times, he found that he seemed to be bound by the big man's side.

Ye Jiuqiu: "..." It should be said that there is a buffer distance, so you don't have to be eye-catching during the binding time later?

etc!Is Jiuyou also bound to someone?

"..." My heart is so sour.

Soon, the big man quickly filled the basket and strode towards the village.

Ye Jiuqiu fell helplessly behind him, fluttering.

This is a small village of mortals. There are children laughing and playing at the entrance of the village. When they see a big man, one or two of them call out "Brother Earth" sweetly, as if they had honey on their mouths.

The earth returned a big smile to the children, and when the resolute face smiled, it was extraordinarily warm.

Infected by the warm atmosphere, Ye Jiuqiu also bent his eyes, feeling much better.Such simple and simple joy is especially touching.

After entering the village, every household is preparing dinner, so a man who is painting with a brush on the courtyard dam high in the village is a little eye-catching.

Ye Jiuqiu didn't go far before he noticed the man.

And that person also looked towards him as if he had a tacit understanding.Then, with a warm smile, he said, "Brother Da Di, you are back."

He is a handsome young man like a bamboo or an orchid, orchid orchid and a jade tree.

It is completely different from the characters that can be born in this small place.

Dadi walked towards him with a basket, but his tone was reproachful: "Zhu Mianmian! You ran out to paint again! Can your body blow the wind!"

Ye Jiuqiu blinked his eyes, and took a closer look, there was indeed a sickness on the bamboo cottony face.But his eyes looking at the earth are too bright, and his spirit is too high, so when others see him, they unconsciously ignore his haggardness and weakness.

Ah, he knew that look.Ye Jiuqiu rubbed his chin, it seemed that Zhu Mianmian had a deep love for the earth.

What about the earth?

Ye Jiuqiu turned his head to look at the burly man who blamed him with open concern, and carefully helped Zhu Mianmian tidy up the painting tools, nagging and chanting endlessly... Even the jujubes in the basket were picked for Zhu Mianmian who coughed from time to time...

Love each other.It's just that one is too careful and the other is too slow.

Ye Jiuqiu sighed, thinking that when he first realized his feelings for Jiuyou, he was also cautious but willing to do so.

Xu recalled every detail of his relationship with Ye Jiuyou. For the next six months, he saw the unconscious love and sweetness of the two idiots who liked each other and didn't know it. I hope that these two idiots can finally get married.

He probably understands.

Tianhuang Palace pulled him into this illusion that was false and real, and it was impossible for him to just watch a sweet and sour love lingering.

He soberly predicted what would happen in the future, so he felt more and more that this ordinary and warm time was like a mirror, fragile as a bubble.He watched and listened, and even cherished the time they spend together more than Dadi and Zhu Mianmian.

The cruelty of the known ending, when looking at the happiness of the process, the cruelty becomes even more tragic.

It's unbearable to think about, can't bear to watch, but also worried that tomorrow will be the end, so I can't bear to watch it.

There are many disasters that have quietly begun to emerge.

Zhumianmian, also known as Zhuyu, is a foreigner who was picked up by the earth from the stream.People in the village didn't know the characters for childbirth, so when he registered his name, he simply wrote it as Mian, and then he was called "Zhu Mianmian" affectionately by an old lady, and everyone in the village knew his name was Zhu Mianmian.

In the one year since Zhu Mianmian came to the village, there have been ten funerals in the village, and all the dead are old people in the village. They are dying, which is a happy funeral, which makes the village feel sad, but not extraordinarily sad.

But these days things are different.

Young people are starting to die.

First it happened once or twice a month, then once or twice a month, and recently, one person passed away quietly in the early morning on seven or eight days.

When people from the government died once or twice in half a month, they stopped coming to this cursed village.

The people in the village were panicked, and only a few people moved away with their families.This is just a small place. The people here have been rooted here for generations. They are afraid and uneasy, but they can only stay here, continuing to be shrouded in the shadow of death. I don’t know when the sleepy people will become themselves.

Dadi wants to take Zhu Mianmian away.

He is alone, not afraid of death, and reluctant to part with the village where he was born and raised, but he is afraid that something will happen to Zhu Mianmian.

He hesitated for a while, until one person died in the village in three to five days. When the vibrant, rustic and warm village was covered by a cold lead cloud, he finally made up his mind.

He packed up his luggage and took Zhu Mianmian to the stream outside the village, where he saw Zhu Mianmian.

"Let me take you away." Da said, "Wherever you want to go, I will definitely not make you suffer. Mianmian, will you come with me?"

Zhu Mianmian looked at him, and after a long, long time, nodded lightly: "Okay."

Ye Jiuqiu stood not far away, looked at Dadi's innocent and happy eyes, and then at Zhu Mian's dark and gentle eyes, and sighed long and long.

They moved away from the small village, and after a long journey, they stopped in a lively town.

The earth is as he said, industrious and reliable, allowing the two of them to live their lives in the town in peace.

However, in less than half a year, this small town, like the previous villages, suffered a curse, more people died, the bustle was no longer there, and it was covered with a layer of coldness and desolation.

"It's a pity, I have to leave again." Dadi sadly picked up his luggage and held Zhuyu's hand, "I heard that this kind of thing happened in many places. I don't know if it's a plague? But Mianmian, don't worry, I'm here Now, wherever you go, you won't suffer. Mianmian, let's go."

"it is good."

When they arrived at a larger and more prosperous city, they thought that such a place must be more valued by the imperial court. Even if there was a plague, they would not be abandoned like villages and small towns after the disaster spread, and left to fend for themselves.

They lived here for a while, and finally expressed their desire to be together.

However, the shadow of death has never been far away.The bustling city also fell into panic and dead silence.Even if this city is indeed very important, and a large army is sent to control it and doctors to treat it, but perhaps this plague is more terrible and serious than imagined, so both the army and the doctors are dying There is nothing to do in front of him, and there is no way to stop him.

The army finally withdrew, and the control of entering and leaving the city ended.

Carrying his luggage, Dadi walked out of the city gate with Zhuyu in his hand. Looking back at the vast city that stunned him as a countryman at the beginning, he sighed wearily: "I don't know what's wrong with this world? Something happened to Wan Ling Kingdom."

He turned to look at Zhutong, his gaze became firm again: "Let's go to the capital, I heard people say that the state is guarded by gods, it should be the safest place in the whole world."

Zhuyu was silent and did not answer.

"It's true that it's not easy to stay in the capital, but as long as I'm here, I won't let you suffer." Dadi earnestly promised, holding his hands, "If we can't stay any longer, can we go to other places?"

Zhu Gong stared at him fixedly, and shook his hand vigorously: "Okay."

They came to the capital and lived a long and stable life.

Ye Jiuqiu lay on the roof of the dilapidated house they rented every night, thinking what is stability?It is simply because the capital is too large and the population is too large, so unless it is an earth-shattering event, how can it stir up waves here?

He sighed again and again, feeling his heart was getting old.

A slow knife makes life dull, so when the knife sharpened one day and quickly stirred up the world, breaking the usual routine, Ye Jiuqiu was stunned for a moment, barely realizing that the future he had guessed had finally happened In front of my eyes.

It was a night.

Zhuyu sat up from the bed, and gently put on his clothes and got out of bed.He stood by the bed, quietly watching the sleeping earth on the bed.

The moon was very round at night, and the bright white moonlight passed through the screen window and printed on his fair face from the side.

The moonlight divided his face into half-brightness and half-brightness. The bright side was always gentle and peaceful, but the dark side was twisted strangely, as if he was forcibly enduring something, which was hideous and terrifying.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and covered the forehead of the earth.

When his fingertips lightly touched the warm skin, he withdrew his fingers as if he had been scalded.

At that moment, in the moonlight and in the darkness, two spots of bright red lighted up——his dark eyes seemed to be stained with blood, scarlet and evil.

As if frightened, he quickly turned around, opened the door and jumped into the night.

He left too quickly, so he didn't see the bed behind him. The person who was asleep had been awakened by him, and he was sitting up on the bed, staring blankly at the closed door.

Leaning his back against the door, Ye Jiuqiu thought that this day had finally come.

Zhuyu has been unable to restrain his natural instincts, and he is on the verge of losing control.Otherwise, there would be no mistake tonight—he actually missed and failed to put the earth into a "sleep".

So the worried Da Da suppressed the doubts in his heart, took a coat and went out.

This night was really bad.

First, Zhu Mianmian finally lost control, and then... Dadi witnessed Zhu Mianmian breaking a man's neck with his own eyes.

Losing the last sliver of rationality to restrain himself, Zhujiao forgot that he should stay away from here before making a move. He almost couldn't wait, and grabbed the passers-by passing by the nearby alley.He also forgot to make a good disguise when he did it. These people should have died of an unknown "plague", not because their necks were broken.

When the "click" of a broken neck bone sounded, Dadi was standing at the entrance of the alley, just holding up the coat, and said, "The summer night is cold, Mianmian, why are you wearing so little?"

Zhuyu let go of his hand, turned his head, and the heavy corpse fell to his feet with a "bang".

In the narrow alleyway illuminated by the moonlight, there are a pair of scarlet eyes, and a satisfied smile after killing life.

Dadi's eyes widened: "Mian—"

His syllables are held back in the throat.

A hand grabbed his throat like it grabbed the man before.

There was a great pain in his chest, he looked down with difficulty, and saw another hand stretched into his chest.

That hand is what he usually likes to see the most. It is free and easy when holding the writing brush, it is nimble and gentle when binding his hair, and it is warm and powerful when hugging his waist.He even remembered the shape of his fingers clearly, they were unbelievably beautiful, fair and slender.

So now, he can actually picture those hands holding his heart in his mind.

Ye Jiuqiu burst into tears. At this moment, he seemed to overlap with the earth, and personally felt the sourness and reluctance flowing in the heart of the earth.

Ah, it's all at the end, what this person wants to say to Zhu Mianmian the most is——

"Mianmian, I won't be here in the future, you should be fine by yourself."

The voice reverberating in my heart could not be conveyed, it could only stir in my chest, and finally turned into hot blood gushing out.

The warm blood stained his clothes and Zhutou's scarlet eyes.

The stimulation of blood made his smile even weirder. He casually dropped the body that was getting colder in his hands, and rushed towards the next living breath.

Ye Jiuqiu stood in front of the cold corpse in the corner, covered his eyes and sighed softly.

Because he was out of control, he forgot that this person was the one he put on top of his heart, the one he shouldn't do anything about.

He kept watch all night in the alley.

At dawn the next day, the bloodied man finally woke up from his night of madness.He returned to the alley.

What is more sad than seeing his beloved die, is probably that after waking up, he can still clearly remember how he crushed his lover's heart with his own hands after falling into frenzy.

Zhuyu picked up the shirt that was left beside him. The light-colored shirt was already stained red with blood. He silently put the shirt on his shoulders, then calmly picked up the stiff body, and walked into the first ray of sunlight in the morning. .

Later, Zhu Gong cremated Da Di's body, put the ashes in a bottle, and took them all the way to wander.

Similarly, wherever you go, you will be shrouded in death.

His waking hours were getting less and less, and his madness was getting longer and longer.

The urn was also lost and broken by him many times, and he went to find it again and again, but the urn inevitably became lighter and emptier.

Until one day, when he couldn't find any more ashes, he went back to the small river where the earth picked him up, and the sour jujube tree had grown into a lush and towering tree.

He sat under the tree and spoke softly, making Ye Jiuqiu mistakenly think he was talking to himself, but looking carefully, it was just his talking to himself.

He said that Dadi never asked about his life experience, and he never said it.He was a child adopted by the prime minister, but one day he woke up in the mansion and found that the mansion was bleeding like a river.At that moment, before he had time to hate the murderer, he clearly remembered that he was the murderer.

He said that at that moment, he remembered his identity. He was a monster, a monster that transformed into a human form. He was adopted by the prime minister when he was young and ignorant, and he learned everything about the human race.Just a little bit, just a little bit, he almost thought he was a human being.However, the facts tell him that he is a monster, and the nature of monsters is killing and destruction, and he cannot avoid it.

He said that the reason why the earth picked him up by the river was because he wanted to drown himself in the river.However, after drifting down the river for such a long time, he is still alive.

Ye Jiuqiu listened quietly, sketching a distant picture from Zhutong's calm words.

In the hut in the village, Zhujiao opened his eyes and saw a rough and resolute face: Hello, my name is Dadi, what's your name?

When he picked up the hot porridge, the man showed his white teeth in a smile: You have nowhere to go?That's just right, if you don't dislike it, you can live with me. Anyway, I am alone, and I really want someone to accompany me.

Zhuyu hesitated for a moment, and the man patted his chest again to reassure: Don't worry, with me here, I won't make you suffer.

"What was I thinking at that time?" Zhujiao leaned against the sour jujube tree, staring at the rushing river in a daze, "I don't remember, it seems like I nodded and said hello." Then the two of them exchanged words. Fate is entangled together.

"With you here, I won't suffer." He said softly, "But what should I do if you are gone?"

He sat under the tree for a whole winter, and his dark eyes were covered with blood. Little by little, the nature of monsters devoured his short years as a human race.

Ye Jiuqiu sat on the top of the tree, as if he heard the sound of the earth over and over again that night, listening to the howling and wailing of a trapped animal deep in Zhu Gong's heart.

"I don't want to kill people, but when I open my eyes, there are already deaths everywhere."

"I went to a desolate place, but when I opened my eyes, I was already standing in the crowd with blood on my hands."

"I killed myself again and again, but when I opened my eyes, it was still the blue sky and the silver moon."

"I can't die, I can't die no matter what, I can only live."

"If I can only live, I want to live by your side!"

"At least by your side!"

The endless despair and unwillingness resounded throughout the winter.

After this winter, a human-shaped snowman stood up slowly under the tree, and white snow fell from him, revealing his blood-stained clothes.He turned his head to look at the city in the distance, his scarlet eyes were cold and ruthless, full of killing and destruction.

He strode in that direction.