Demon folding

Maybe I really dreamed.

In the dream, I floated like a light feather, falling with the heavy snow, and finally rested under a rough and simple pavilion, leaning lazily by the desk, listening to the boiling water.

Opening my eyes, I have seen the scene in front of me many times, so I feel at ease, I lazily linger in the soft and boundless warmth and tranquility,

Somewhere in the backyard of a garden, the corners of the eaves are quite different from what you see in daily life. The light corners of the eaves float on the top of the snow-white roof, and the ink lines on the edges of the eaves outline the detailed layers. Standing in the clear world, it is exquisite like a quiet ink painting.I don't know who has the ability to hang it in the boundless distance, hiding all the sounds.

There is a wooden bridge a few steps away from the shallow pond covered with a layer of crystal-clear ice in front of the pavilion. The calf-high fence proves that it is just a viewing point and not really practical.The color of the old wood is thick folds and overturned snow dust, which gradually submerges into startling white stacks, leaving behind a sudden and quiet silhouette shadow.

The world is extremely quiet.

Luoxue followed silently, the unreal picture in front of me really made me think it was just a long-lost dream, my heart was beating lightly on the tip of my heart with joy, and I was so self-confident that I didn't want to wake up easily.

Few, under the corridor at the end of the wooden bridge, there is a line of silhouettes, walking lightly like smoke.

I tightened my heartstrings, and I didn't dare to breathe easily, and I didn't dare to look away and follow the outline.

Because I still can't see clearly, even Wusheng Luoxue blamed me, annoyed that they hindered me from meeting and waiting for a long time, and I was more eager than joy.

After waiting for so long, is it finally here?

I pressed my lips.

That person was wrapped in a coat of the same color as the snow, from a distance, he was really just a snowman.

Fortunately, the face pressed deep in the hood is covered by the side light, so it is different from the colorless world, which makes the person even more thin and thin.

Maybe it's because the side light is too deep, but no matter how I try to see it clearly, there is always no clear outline of that deep face, and I suddenly think about it, maybe it is also some kind of mountain ghost, who walks lightly without any sound.

Ying walked in the snow for some time, a thin layer of snow fell on his shoulders, and the people who stopped at the bridge were still in place, deserted as if they would melt into the snow at any time, making people afraid to get close easily, for fear of being hurt. something broke.

The tight apprehension gradually moved along with the deep-closed face, and the slightly raised breathing gradually became urgent. I couldn't help but want to run over and lift the hood to take a closer look.

But I have been waiting for a long time, how could I allow myself to be reckless?

My thoughts moved, the man stepped forward, and a sigh passed through the silent wind and snow, and fell clearly in the ear.

The laziness and soft chant that looked like a red-clothed skull made me clench my heartstrings in surprise, for fear that what I was seeing now was not the dream of that year, but a strange dream.

Amidst the sound of lightly stepping on the broken snow, the man stretched out his blue-clothed sleeved hands from the bottom of his coat, and slenderly and naturally touched the corner of the hood, silently brushing the side light from his face.

I took a suffocating breath, Fang Jue was overjoyed, and immediately overwhelmed by the great disappointment.

The face that was supposed to be clear was either covered by the heavy snow, or it was originally blurred, making it impossible for people to see clearly.

Among the hazy outlines, only the blue silk lining like thick ink poured down, and the blue hairband flowed down, overturning all the folds of my heart.

I was startled.

How could it be him?

He opened his eyes suddenly, but his consciousness was still in a dream, and he couldn't hide his shock.

Without the iconic fox mask and unable to see the face clearly, I still intuitively thought that person was Shi Huan.

Why is it him?

Just because of that cyan headband?

still me…

Subconsciously... I've long expected it to be him...

The feeling of a big dream made me take a long breath in shock, and even though my chest seemed to be stuffy and uncomfortable, I felt that my left hand was pressed into the warm phalanges.

The familiarity that cannot be erased rushed into consciousness with the cool fragrance, and the remnants of the dream were driven away, and I woke up completely.

Avert your eyes from the complexity at the top of the weft tent.

From the side of the corner of the eye, the man was wearing a luxurious black red royal robe, and the totem of the black bird was outlined on his back lying on the side of the couch. With his breathing, the black bird also had life, bright and dazzling.

If the person in the dream is him, then didn't I read it a long time ago?

Tranquil Wen Guxue spread out from the dream like snow, outlined a stream and flowed to the limbs, and I softened all the stiffness with a gentle flow.It seems that people have lost their self-sufficiency, and they are lazy under his careful protection. They don't want to have waves in their hearts at will. With a greedy and affectionate heart, she no longer wants to leave this person easily.

Are you tired?

Running between me and the government, after more than a year, I feel very tired just thinking about it.

This time, how long did I sleep, and how long have you been tired?

The guilt of pity came gently, completely breaking the peace of my heart, and amidst the ripples, there was also grievance.

If I were really Aning, how wonderful it would be.

In this way, I don't have to struggle... I don't have to struggle to let my thoughts go, wantonly...

Go like this monster.

Undeniably sliding down the corners of his lips, wanting to take back the obsession, a little white squeezed into the corners of his eyes, which turned out to be the white silk wrapped around his wrists.

When he realized something, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

This man followed suit.

He got up, and the fox mask was revealed against the candlelight, and the finely drawn textures were instantly receding.

How can I allow him to escape again?

Hooking his fingertips, holding them in the palms of his hands and sitting up, ignoring his flinching, he pulled them to him and lifted the sleeves of his robe.

Bai Juan came into view brightly, the seeping blood made people dizzy, the pain from the apex of my heart rushed all the way through the blood, and burst into the fingertips that grabbed his wrist, subconsciously, I wanted to escape and let go.

But as soon as he let it go, he grabbed it again, sneered at himself and said, "It seems that Huo Zhengsan's words are right, you really are raising me with blood...why...you want to do this..."

He didn't answer.

As if abandoned, I raised my eyes in surprise, I gritted my teeth and said, "I'm not Ah Ning!"

He froze and didn't retreat any more, instead holding me with his warm fingertips, he sighed softly, "I know."

"I'm not."

"I know." As if he knew what I was confirming, he was more gentle and careful, "I know you are not..."

"then you……"

Comforted by his gentle and affirmative words, I softened the stubbornness in my words, and my heart was still empty and helpless, and I still wanted to ask for support when I fell to the ground.

"The matter of Que Botai is because I didn't think carefully."

"Ok?"

I frowned, wondering why he suddenly jumped to Que Botai.

Huo Zhengsan was about to explain that day, but I failed to sustain my consciousness first. The Tsing Yi Mountain Charm burst out with a chill again. Huo Zhengsan was unprepared, and the chill hurt me. When I woke up again, it was the current situation.

"They are aimed at me."

He hesitated, as if he was thinking about how to explain, and asked, "What I want to say may be very long, and it may scare you again. Can you hold it?"

"If you want to talk, I'll listen."

He is worried that my heart has not healed, and now I am soaked in the cold, I am afraid that my body will not be able to hold on, but my desire for the truth has made me unable to take care of a lot. I comfort him because I am afraid that he will break, but I finally want to say it. The mind of truth.

It's just the fear in his mouth, where did it come from?

"it is good."

He nodded his head lightly, and said, "The heaven and the earth originated from chaos, and there are all things, each of which has a shape and quality, tangible and intangible, and they all exist in the world to survive. The world begins with the so-called 'God'. I don't know that all things are chaos, and they are all spirits and gods. Humans cannot be eternal, but their quality is constant. This quality is all forms and all things are born of the quality of chaos. Human beings are just one of the forms and one of the chaos. Chaos lives as a quality and dies To do it, the heart is desire, and desire sees the heart, sees what is seen, sees what is not seen. It is time and day to go back and forth between the beginning and the end. I am in the time and you are also in the time, with others, with others Demons and charms, ghosts and monsters, gods and spirits are nothing more than that."

He was chaotic and chaotic, and I was confused and confused for a while. Thinking of the words of Mr. Xuanwu and the gold pillar in Xuanwu's belly, he asked in surprise, "Then, did the description of the mural really exist?"

"Yes." He was indifferent, as if deliberately avoiding something.

I clenched his hand uneasily, looked down at the chaotic lines on his palm, and said powerlessly, "You said that the purpose of those mountain ghosts is yours, and I finally understand a little bit."

"They hate me, they wish they could cut me alive and swallow me alive."

He came from a distance, his tone was light, but I argued in great panic, "It's not about you alone, obviously Xie Fusheng also participated in it, why don't you hate him, but only you?"

"Let me finish."

He squinted at me, some accidents passed away in a flash, and he comforted me with a sigh and a smile, "The essence of Que Botai has been bathed in the essence of Yang Zheng all year round, and I think that taking my blood will nourish you and won't disturb their safety Years of kindness. However, you, who are only contaminated with my blood, have also aroused their eternal hatred, and you can't help but do unreasonable disasters."

He turned his face away, as if he had avoided something, he even avoided me, and said very softly, "After all, I broke them into physical bodies, and they can only be kept in an intangible quality."

"you!"

To my astonishment, the images of brutal massacres on the murals flooded in. I couldn't help shaking the corners of my lips in fear, "Could it be that the man in red on the murals is you?"

"Yes."

He responded frankly, without the slightest regret or hesitation, "It was I who brought people who were greedy and disregarded their original intentions into the chaotic rules that I wanted to pursue. Only in this way, there were many disasters in the world."

Seeing a pause, he looked at me, "I am the most evil demon in the world, do you want to make a deal with me?"

He speaks very lightly, his raised eyes are narrow and deep, as if he really wants to get a promise of affirmation from me, but the few words are like thunder crackling above my head, and my heart that is splitting open with a bang is also confusing. Like a mess.

I slowly faded away from his palm, and I couldn't easily believe whether what he expressed plainly had actually happened, nor could I tell whether he was deliberately avoiding me with this as an excuse.

Wanting to argue about something, my mind was so confused that I couldn't think of words, and I suppressed my heart to calm down, but the more I suppressed, the more confused I was, and I couldn't figure out what kind of existence he was.

Like a demon?

The scene of the massacre became chaotic again...

Or is it a... person who has a deep love for evil debts?

Demon!

That's right, he is nothing but a monster who is indistinguishable from Fusheng!

Even if my greedy selfishness is at work, I can't ignore those cruel pasts for him!

He turned his face sideways, his eyes narrowed on the hands that were loosened for me, slowly retracted from his legs, and hid silently in the sleeves of his robe.

"A-Ning fell in love with me before he knew these things, and finally ended up in a situation where his body and soul disappear. If you are afraid, you can leave. As for Jie Fusheng, I will promise to trap him for a lifetime when you reach Ji in the next year." Sleepy."

Having said that, he glanced at me indifferently, and deliberately lowered his voice, "Probably, I have to borrow your body."

body?

I was already panicked by the matter of Aning, and when I heard what he said, I opened my eyes and looked at him in surprise.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die."

As if to appease my fear, he slowed down Wen Gu, and said lightly, "Que Botai can no longer stay, I can only take you back to the Shangqiu Palace, you need to be careful if you stay here. After all, you are now The most favored princess in front of the king. I can't withdraw from the war yet, so I can't always take care of you. You are in a situation where everyone is criticizing you, don't trust others. Even if something happens, remember to be patient, let no one find you You have to let me know first."

After speaking thoroughly, he got up, turned around and left without waiting for my answer.

"Is it snowing outside?"

I was startled when the words came out of my mouth, and I didn't know why I opened my mouth to ask a nonsense.

He stopped without turning around, and the distant voice came, "You have slept for half a month, and the snow has also fallen for half a month."

"Very good." I replied, and lifted the quilt, "It's safe to see a beautiful scene of falling snow."

He quickly turned around, saw that I was staying on the bed, and someone jumped over to stop me, "You were hurt in the first place, but now you are once again frozen to the bone by the extreme yin cold that counteracts yang qi, and you will definitely not be able to suffer from the cold again." !"

"Is it?"

I raised my face, put all his eagerness in my eyes, and had some mocking thoughts, and said coldly, "My deal with you is not yet complete, I don't think you will let me die easily, will you?"

His blocking hand slipped down, and he said shyly, "Yes."

"That's easy to say," I stepped on the couch, straightened up and got close to him, catching his retreating eyes, and said, "I believe you."

He raised the corners of his eyes and looked sideways at him trembling over, so he smiled thinly and lingered at the end, and said lightly, "If you are like Jie Fusheng, you also lied to me..."

He froze.

I snorted and sneered amusedly, the unsaid words have already made his emotions show so far, so how will the unsaid words torture him?

So what if you like it, but just like it.

Satisfied with the fun of playing tricks on him, she didn't want to worry about it anymore, and walked out beside him.

Unexpectedly, when she lightened her body, she fell into the arms of a fragrant and deserted person!

Apart from him, who else would come to the palace!

I was extremely ashamed and annoyed, turned my eyes to stare at him, pressed my lips angrily and said, "What are you doing!"

He didn't avoid it, and said indifferently, "If you believe me, then you must believe me."

I was taken aback, gritted my teeth, felt angry, hooked his neck, and said angrily, "Okay! But you promised, let me see how you made me believe you!"

"it is good."

I don't know what he was thinking, but he responded with an indifferent smile.The man walked steadily to the clothes room, hooked his hand and took off the big coat, wrapped me up tightly, and then walked out of the hall.

He fell in love casually, but for me, in the cold fragrance of his arms, I became more and more unreliable. I couldn't tell whether his last chuckle was determined or just a playful trick, which made people headache.

As if expecting the ending that I would lose, I lowered my head in suspense, unwilling to think about it, and let him lead me into the quiet night with heavy snow falling.