[Yang Jian] Moyu Zhaohua

In the boundless darkness, there is no sky and no land, so quiet that only one's own voice can be heard.No one can last long in such a place, nothingness seems to be able to erode the mind, and even the body will be swallowed by blackness.

Zhaohua was walking in this darkness. He didn't know how long he had been walking. He only sat down to rest when he was tired, but he was never confused about the direction he was going.He looked very relaxed, the only dissatisfaction was that this journey was a bit boring, but in this empty place, he couldn't find anything to amuse, until he finally saw the soft light in the darkness.

It was a turquoise lake, dotted with stars, as if reflecting the high sky, but occasionally it was stained purple with a touch of scarlet.In this windless darkness, it is so beautiful that one can breathe in it, quiet and peaceful.Beside the green lake, there is an ancient tree that leans a bit. It is gray and white, and even the leaves are the same color. They slowly fall down, like the purest petals, but they fall apart when touched. Turned into light and dust, melted into the ground, and disappeared into the darkness.

Zhaohua approached the green lake, but his face could not be seen on the calm lake, only the color inside was constantly changing.He admired it with great interest for a while, then turned to look at the old gray tree. Where he couldn't see, the surface of the mirror-like lake shimmered suddenly, and a figure slowly emerged from the water.

"I don't hate people behind me, but I can't like being attacked." Zhaohua tiptoed and pinched a white leaf from a branch. The veins on the thin leaf were clear, like an extremely fragile work of art. It will break into powder with force.

The figure in the lake didn't seem to hear him, he gradually rose up and finally floated on the water surface, approaching Zhaohua straight and stiffly like a ghost.

Zhaohua sighed, stroked his hands that were attacking his neck, and said lightly, "Are you Tianzhu?"

The person who came was a young man with black hair, black clothes, and pale skin. Hearing Zhaohua's words, he stopped in his footsteps and stopped abruptly, but his expression was still empty, like a lifeless puppet.

Zhaohua thought for a while, and tapped lightly between his brows, a blue-gray halo enveloped the two of them along his fingertips, and then he saw Tianzhu's stagnant black eyes flicker, finally gaining some popularity.

"Are you Tianzhu?" Zhaohua asked again, this time with a softer voice.

"Yu Nai...Tianzhu..." The young man not only reacted slowly, but also spoke even slower. In a simple sentence, the intervals between each syllable are very long, and the voice has no ups and downs.

Zhaohua put down his hand, and pulled him back to the lake, "My name is Zhaohua." As he said so, he saw that the halo on Tianzhu's body was sucked into his body, and then The surface of the lake shook, revealing two familiar faces.

"So that's the case, this is the power here."

Tianzhu was sucked in strength, his knees went limp, and he knelt on the ground in the posture of being pulled, a layer of blackness faintly appeared on his snow-white skin, from the inside out, as if his flesh and blood had been polluted.

Seeing this, Zhaohua held him by the waist and let him lie beside him, but kept staring at the water surface, "No wonder that man is so anxious, so you are running out of time."

Tianzhu's eyelashes fluttered, and he collapsed to the ground like a rag, so weak that he seemed to dissipate immediately.

"But I'm not much better." Zhaohua supported his head, sighed and looked at the boy's mature face, "It turns out that I've been here for so long... The little guy seems to have suffered a lot."

"Rufei... Changwu..." Unexpectedly, Tianzhu, who didn't answer the last sentence after three questions, suddenly uttered a voice. Zhaohua was startled, but saw his chaotic eyes shining faintly, "Inhuman , not a fairy, not a demon, not a demon..."

"Why doesn't this sound like a good word?" Zhaohua raised one eyebrow, pinched Tianzhu's chin and looked at it carefully for a while, "No matter what I am, won't I have to become the feed of this world in the end? "

Tianzhu let him manipulate without any resistance, with a dull expression all the time, Zhaohua even felt that even if he went to pick his eyeballs now, this person would still keep his eyes open, looking forward like a doll.

Zhaohua has no interest in playing with dolls, even if Tianzhu is delicate and pretty, it won't be fun without feedback.He let go of his hand, simply sat down on the ground, and looked back at the mirror image on the lake again.

"I've read your memory. The Tianzhu supports the heaven and the earth, and supports the reincarnation of all things in the world. From this part, it is quite similar to someone's work." He sat casually with his head propped up, It seems to be talking to Tianzhu, and it seems to be purely complaining, "However, the reincarnation here is only for the power that is useful to all things on the surface, but it keeps the dirty...that is, what you call karma, and only God The pillar bears."

After that, he casually picked up the young man's long hair that fell at his feet, rubbed it between his fingers carefully, "The way you look now must have been eroded by karma..." Seeing the hair that had turned into powder , Zhaohua suddenly laughed, without malice, and even with a little pity, "Actually, it's not bad. You see, you used to be white, but now you have at least one more color...Although it's still a black and white photo."

Tianzhu moved slowly as if responding to him.

Zhaohua finally kept his eyes on him for a while, and his voice slowed down slightly, "Why, give me this world." He said it lightly, like borrowing a pen from someone to connect a piece of paper, "But Even if you don't agree, I will come over."

Tianzhu opened his eyes, not knowing whether he was looking at Zhaohua, or simply looking ahead, he opened his mouth after a long time, and said quietly: "Bearing karma...is Tianzhu's job...if you succeed ...then you must endure... the pain of erosion..."

Zhaohua was taken aback, "That's why you 'eat' all those children without asking?"

For this unique tenderness, Zhaohua couldn't laugh or cry, "Do you know why you became like this?" He looked at his body that had become somewhat transparent, and smiled heartlessly: "You are too fragile, Whether it is a mortal or a saint. There is no absolute filth in the world. Even the residue of power precipitation can be regenerated and turned. The tilt of the Tianzhu is not caused by erosion, but because a large amount of "karma" remains here, and the power of operation Because of becoming thinner."

Zhaohua leaned towards Tianzhu while talking, behind him, the calm lake surface was already in chaos.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, after all, the things here are hard to bear."

While speaking, the silver light was shining, and the vortex of the hurricane spread under the two of them, and the white leaves of the trees were rolled up and danced randomly, like stars, dotted in the dark space.

The black-clothed Tianzhu was held in Zhaohua's arms, his eyelids slowly sank, and his body was gradually broken into pieces from bottom to top.

"You've done a good enough job, leave it to me." Zhaohua finally calmed down, but his voice was as soft as singing a lullaby, "I am Zhaohua, a person beyond human beings, a person beyond gods. God. Immediately, you belong to me, for my body and my strength..." In the glaring light, he took a last look at the lake with some regret, and finally closed his eyes with Tianzhu.

Unfortunately, there is no way to save your big brother...

It's a pity... I can't keep you... grown up...