Demon folding

Huo Zhengqi came over at night, and he only said one thing to let me not be afraid, and then he pulled his sleeves for me, saying that Shi Huan had other arrangements in Que Botai, in case there were other mountain ghosts to make trouble tomorrow.

Only when he personally confirmed that Shi Huan woke up was fine, I was completely at ease.

Huozheng came and went like the wind, although he told me not to be afraid, but the words without beginning and ending made people hard to calm down. I tossed and turned on the couch and couldn't sleep, so I simply put on my clothes and left the hall.

After walking around for a while and returning calmly, there was an extra person on the threshold of the dormitory, leaning against the door in a clear and light manner, just sleeping lightly.

I squeezed the palms of my hands and stood there, not knowing whether to advance or retreat, and then my heart calmed down, and my breathing was disturbed.There is a little pain on the lips, presumably bitten.

This person is really reckless, he goes without saying hello, and when he comes... he also has a dream for nothing, making people unable to wake up and unwilling to make a fake.

He changed back into a long gown that looked like Qingliu Ye, which was so thin that he didn't even put on his big collar. His long hair was loose, his forehead fell casually, and his mask was covered, showing an extremely tired and tired look.

With just a single glance, I couldn't bear to walk over lightly. I took off my big coat and put it on carefully with him, but it didn't make him move a little bit, and my heart was jerky. Healed, so unaware.

I sat on the threshold, hugged my body, and looked at him lightly.

At first he was wearing a royal robe, so he didn't realize that he was originally thin, but now he changed into a green robe, and realized that he was too thin, his heart clenched in a ball, and he stretched out his hand to brush the hair on his mask.

He closed his eyes, and the weird fox lost its cunning, and stuck to his face calmly, like a green fox walking alone in the mountains and forests, approaching in a bewildering way.

As soon as it gets closer, the dark night will light up, and so will the empty heart. The heart-warming heat gradually burns into the bottom of those bright eyes.

It's like a prairie fire, wantonly burning all the original objects, and in the depths of the ashes, there are only him...and me...

He came scorching hot without avoiding it, I felt strange, and slowly withdrew my hand, wondering why he changed his appearance.Moved away from the bottom of those clear eyes, but didn't know where to fall, the body was covered with soft things, it turned out that he was the one who put the big coat back.

I wrung my fingers and pulled the corners of my mouth, my lips were cracked and painful, and my heart was empty, as if I was in a dream on the night of the New Year's Eve. I clearly had a lot to say, but I couldn't say anything.

"Don't walk alone at night."

Really soft words are like wind, you can't hear clearly after blowing past your ears.

"I can't sleep, so I just take a walk."

For him to be the first to speak, it was like redemption and relief for me, adding a little bit of coquettishness and grievance.

"do not be afraid."

I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw him staring straight ahead, saying something out of the mouth, I don't know if it was really meant for me, or the person in his heart.

"Then, are you afraid?"

I turned my head to look at him, I was already regretting what I said, and before I could get rid of the embarrassment, I bumped into his eyes that were looking back, the eyes that were too calm were already deserted, and their clarity had long since disappeared.

"afraid."

This word came lightly and left quickly. I bent my lips and felt better.

"You asked me to wait for you."

"Ah."

"I've been waiting for you."

"Ah."

"Then..." He answered so naturally that I was a little confused, and I dared not listen to his answer with my brows pressed together.

"Turning winter into summer, I remember it." He smiled, and his eyes were full of understanding, and he said firmly, "There are many... many things, I have remembered them all."

I was puzzled and forgot to avoid it, he lazily leaned against the door, and said softly, "Maybe, you can't understand it right now, but I believe, like my persistence, you will understand it one day. "

What he said was very firm, and I had a sudden thought, and asked tentatively, "Did you... misidentify something?"

He didn't rush to reply, he lowered his eyes, as if he wanted to see me clearly through all appearances, his words were low and difficult, "Zhexia, tomorrow may be difficult, but you have to believe me."

Seeing him avoiding it, I knew he would not have any more explanations beyond this, so I said, "You are a monster, so you naturally have abilities that ordinary people can't match, but you should know, what I want to believe is not these. "

He was dazed, and leaned closer, the fox eyes on the mask almost reached the center of my eyebrows, those deep eyes had never been so close, and never had they been so scorching and bright, making one subconsciously want to retreat.

"You told me to believe you, and I believed it, but why did you ask you to believe me, but you didn't believe it? Could it be that the human heart is trustworthy, but the demon's heart is not?"

I couldn't escape when he took him in his arms.

The waist was caught and locked in place for him, and there was a light ending between the words, just like this provoked a ray of bewitchment, which made people feel an unbearable itching in the bottom of their hearts, and made people tremble in their bones.

My head was dizzy, surrounded by the cold scent all over his body, I repeated the words of the bewitching words in my ears, and tremblingly said to him, "Can I... believe you?"

"You don't have to believe it..."

He smiled, holding me in his arms with a very different meaning, "But I can make you believe. As I said, if you believe me, you will believe me, and if you don't be afraid, then don't be afraid. As for my fear, it's me. I will let it become fearless.”

Facing his clear and bright eyes, my mind was still confused.

I don't understand why he has a sudden change of heart and is so close to him. These words of affirmation seem to come from the depths of a dream. I can't hold them completely, and I don't want to let them go easily.

I can't rest in his arms with peace of mind, for fear that what I see in front of me is all illusions.

If it's really a dream, I can casually reach out and hug his waist, pouring out my emotions, "You are afraid that something will happen to me, and I am also afraid that you will be worried. I will keep myself safe so that you are not afraid."

Xu Shi never expected that I would have the heart to protect him, he came with a sigh, slightly joyful, "Okay."

The more natural he was, the more uneasy I became, so I had no choice but to bury myself in his arms, grabbing a rare sense of intimacy, "I really thought I was dreaming that night..."

"I said it wasn't a dream." He smiled helplessly, "The reason why he was in a hurry to leave was because he was thinking that if I wasn't there at the New Year's Eve, something might happen. If you were drunk, you wouldn't be able to wait until you were sober. Let's go. I haven't been in the palace for a long time, and I have piled up a lot of things. People can't leave. I rushed to this day. I wanted to see you quietly and leave. Unexpectedly, you are not in the palace. Quan thought that you were dealing with the husband in the side palace. I didn't want to rush I disturbed your cleanliness, so I wanted to sit here for a while and leave, but unexpectedly I fell asleep."

"Are you feeling alright?" I propped myself up from his arms, looked at those indifferent eyes, and said nervously, "You've lost so much blood..."

"It's all the cause and effect that I should bear." He said indifferently, "I won't be in danger because of this, but I just suffer some flesh and blood pain. It was you, the one who led me with blood that day The real danger is the recirculation of power."

"The power of inner attraction?" Remembering that Huo Zhengqi had mentioned it, I asked, "The inner attraction force that Huo Zhengqi said?"

He nodded, not surprised that I knew this, and explained, "All things are transformed by chaos, whether visible or invisible, they all have their own balance. The balance is based on the relationship between life and death, and it is the force of self-introduction. The world's people use the Tao of yin and yang, but rely on what they see and push their own opinions, which is actually the principle of life and death, and when it is deep down, it is actually the principle of whether there is no principle. It is like breathing like breathing, like living like In death, all things have quality. How much quality is there is determined when turning quality into life. As soon as you inhale, you have to exhale as much as you inhale. When you die, it is just the quality and form that are worn out and can no longer hold the balance of life that is drawn in. , that’s why we use death to form other things, and use other things for other purposes, so as to satisfy the use of life and take the balance of time.”

Even if I have been taught by my master, I have never heard such a truth. I was shocked when I heard this, and thought about it, "Then you are born in this world, and how much you take from other things will eventually be returned?"

"It's such a reason." He praised, his eyes rolled over, and they were as clear and beautiful as a stream of moonlight in a mountain stream, "I didn't expect you to be so transparent."

I pursed my lips in response, and hummed softly.

Reluctantly, I returned the light and proud, he chuckled and shook his head, and said lightly, "It's all the same reason if you change it to other things, and only then did the life and death ethics of heaven and earth go back and forth. I seized the essence of ancient beasts in the early years, but now It’s just returning them, but fate and karma have changed a long time ago, and they have not returned.”

"Why is that?" I asked in amazement, the way of taking it back would definitely not be as random as he said.

"I never thought about it." He couldn't figure it out, but his words were light, "I thought it would be possible, but after several attempts, it was finally difficult. Perhaps, they are more willing to enjoy repeatedly torturing me than to regenerate and shape my body." fun."

I stared at him blankly, my mind was full of images of him being torn apart and unable to die completely, and suffering all kinds of tortures, but he was actually used to it, and his words were too light.

I felt the same, and whispered sadly, "Is there no other way?"

He shook his head, then turned and smiled lightly, "Leave aside this, the power of internal attraction is not finished yet, you follow me."

I knew he wanted to avoid it, so I suppressed my doubts and followed him up.

He took me by the hand and was walking towards the snowy ground outside the temple. After walking a few steps, he stopped, turned his head and said angrily, "On a whim, I almost forgot that you can't catch the cold."

I was slightly startled and then smiled to express that I didn't mind, and I didn't want to let him lose the rare joy.

He paced back and forth in thought, then suddenly raised his head, looking at the old lanterns under the eaves of the corridor, "Yes."

He opened his fingers slightly, and the palm of his hand fell down. The light in the New Year's Lantern was like a long thread, spreading out without touching the edge of the lamp, until he clustered into a bright flame again in the palm of his hand, floating inexhaustibly with.

Seeing him melt the snow, I stopped being surprised and said with a smile, "Monster, are you going to show off your demonic power again?"

His eyes slipped, and he said lightly, "There was no fire in the world. After the sky fire fell to the ground, people saw that it could intimidate other things for self-defense, so they took care to preserve it. The Que Bo Terrace was built to preserve the fire. As for the fire at noon and the sun Human beings protect the fire and keep it there because those people's introductory power can cause the fire seeds to generate co-introduction, so as to obtain the method of self-birth and death, no longer relying on the sky, and since then it has been able to last for thousands of years, never to be extinguished."

"Co-citation," I seemed to understand, but also confused, and asked, "Why do you mean citation?"

"All things are chaotic, and chaos is actually all things." He wrapped the fire in his hand into a circle, and as he spread his fingertips, the circle of fire turned into five parts, each burning like a wick on his fingertips.

His fingertips are slender and straight, and the bright flames lead them away, they are extraordinarily soft and flexible, like a ray of lotus fire on the Lingtai, enchanting and enchanting, but also a little bit as clear as a mirror.

It is obviously that it seduces you in front of the mirror, but you have an unmoving and bright face, which makes people unbearable and dare not let go of Mingtai's meditation, for fear of falling into the seductive face of the mirror.

Thinking that I was distracted by the sight of his fingertips, I couldn't hide my embarrassment. Fortunately, his thoughts were all on the changes of the flames, and he didn't notice my strangeness. Go and listen to him.

"Chaos is originally a group of mixed things that don't know when it was born. Only when things are pure can they show their usefulness. However, all things are dependent on each other, how can they be pure and independent?" He stared at the fireworks in his hand and said, " Like the fire in my hand, it is invisible to the eyes, but if there is no wick and oil, it cannot be stably lit in the lamp, understand?"

He suddenly asked me, I was startled, I thought he had noticed that little thought, and quickly replied, "I don't understand, you continue to talk."

Looking over suspiciously, he said, "Didn't it be clear just now, why..."

I became more anxious, even if I understood something, I took it as confusion, and interrupted him, "Should I still talk?"

He glanced over and reproached a little, "Listen well, it's good for you."

"Yes, Mr. Shi Huan." Since he blamed me, I also felt that I was playing tricks, not only deliberately calling him, but also going to salute him seriously.

He turned sideways to avoid it, and said slightly annoyed, "Just listen carefully, what kind of courtesy are you doing? Put your little thoughts away, and don't mess around again."

"Yes!" I laughed secretly. Anyway, I had played tricks, so I raised my eyebrows and eyes in a serious manner, and listened with a serious appearance.

"All things are used for reference. The invisible depends on the visible. It is like wind and dust. If the invisible wind does not collide with the quality of the real form and change it, then there is no way to feel the existence of the wind. If it is not for the light to illuminate the darkness, then I don’t know the existence of light, and if it is not used for the illumination of light, it cannot prove the existence of darkness. Such interdependence and appearance is the principle of mutual generation, and it is also the principle of the existence of positive and negative.”

He spoke seriously, and I thought about it with my heart, and replied, "According to what you said, I can understand the truth of the invisible essence. The so-called invisible is just that people's eyesight is limited, so they can't see it?"

"Yes." He nodded, and said with some peace of mind, "It can be considered that I have put my heart into it, and my words are not in vain."

I stuck out my tongue and said coquettishly, "Mr. Shi Huan, don't get angry, the students are smart, as long as you put a little effort into it, you will definitely live up to your teacher's teachings."

"Still being naughty?"

"Don't dare." Seeing him squinting at me, I didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

"As long as all things have quality, they must have their interdependent quality, so that they can live and die, and their interdependence is like this. Death is not the demise of quality, but the materialization of quality, turning it into interdependence with other things. The quality of mutual needs. The same quality is another quality demand, and it will present the shape required by its quality. The resulting form of all things can promote the evolution and eternity. Like snow and ice, they are of the same quality It is born, but only when snow is turned into water, can it be drunk into the body and used to induce internal balance."

He suddenly approached me, leaned slightly, and stared at me lightly with clear eyes.The water vapor at the bottom of my eyes gradually fogged up, and the words that came from my breath were like a mountain stream flowing through my heart.

"You and I have the same appearance, and the essence of chaos is also the same in this life. Why is it that one is born as a human, and the other is a so-called...'monster' that is different from humans?"

He is asking me?

I was immersed in the joy of being close to him, and when I heard his intentional question, I thought about it, "Monster, what did you mean when you asked last time 'Am I really a monster'?"

"Remember to ask now?"

I was so embarrassed to tease him, so I changed the subject, "If you don't say it, don't say it, why are you joking! Besides, Jie Fusheng drives the man-eating monster bird, and he can heal himself after being injured like that by me, and you ...It's like that... It's getting better! I don't think you are demons, so it's possible that you should be regarded as Bodhisattvas in the temple, or gods in the ancestral hall?"

"Ha!" He listened amusedly, and couldn't hide his teasing and sneering. He didn't care a little bit in his gentle smile, and he said aggrievedly, "You can treat me like a Bodhisattva or fairy, but if you want to treat me like a mud A mold of the body, or an unreal image that is invisible and invisible, that will not work!"

"Why not?" I was puzzled, leaned over and grabbed his sleeves, looked up and explained.

"Because..." He lingered softly, hooked the ending sound between his teeth, leaned his body slightly to embrace the cold fragrance, his slightly rippling warm eyes almost pressed against my eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Because I'm right here, just like you... I'm right here, isn't it..."

The bottom of my heart was astonishingly empty, emptied all the ability to distinguish for his bewitching and tactful smiling words, and at the same time filled my heart with joy for his closeness, couldn't help but clenched my sleeves and pulled him closer, bending my lips Qiao said, "But you always come and go, making people feel at ease. Are you really there?"

"I'm here." As if he knew exactly what I was confirming, he responded to me without the slightest hesitation, his words were light and firm.

His responding eyes were as clear as a spring in a mountain stream. I greeted him obsessively, standing among the water and stones surrounded by the spring, and what I met was my reflection in the water.

The uncertainty and apprehension that existed since he appeared, until now, has finally disappeared completely.