not demon

【Thirteen】

It fell silently to the floor without making a sound.

Gu Qingming was no longer in the room.

Fang Yueheng seemed to have fallen into the bottom of despair, his eyes were empty, and he looked at the place where there was only a curled up swallow.

Suddenly there was a crisp sound, and a small string of bells was thrown to the ground. Ye Chen looked at it and said clearly, "I thought it was something, but it was just a broken bell."

Fang Yueheng shook his body heavily, clenched his five fingers tightly, as if something exploded in his head, and his headache was about to split.

It's Ching Ming...

——"You must be very beautiful when you open your eyes. Why don't you call me Qingming."

—— "My name is Fang Yueheng, remember."

Qingming is the dying swallow that he picked up on that downcast rainy day.

In the late autumn of that year, Gu Qingming was still a swallow in the swallow's nest under the eaves of Fang's house.

He personally brought the swallow back, healed it, rubbed it with medicine, and named it Qingming.

Fang Yueheng suddenly understood why everything was so coincidental. Not long after he arrived in Xuzhou, there was news that the swallow at home had flown away. He thought that the swallow had healed up, so he flew away by himself, but unexpectedly, he turned into a human form. , went to Xuzhou to find himself.

He didn't know the places and places along the way, he came to his side through many ups and downs, and was afraid that he would refuse, so he had to make up a reason that his family members were no longer there, and prayed to stay by his side.

Fang Yueheng's face turned pale, and he knelt down on the ground, unable to hear Master Fang calling him.

In front of him is only the person he used to be, that handsome young man named Gu Qingming.

——"Yue Heng Yue Heng, I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

——"No, let's stay in Xuzhou for the New Year, okay? We used to be fine in Xuzhou, Yue Heng, I promise I won't throw other people's lanterns into the water this time, okay?"

——"I see that you are very tired from official business, so I dare not disturb you, so I will wait for you at the door with a lantern, so that you can see me when you come back."

——"What a beautiful bell, I like the one you gave me."

Every bit of Gu Qingming's relationship with him appeared in Fang Yueheng's mind, and he suddenly thought of the string of bells.

What about the bell, the bell of Qingming.

Fang Yueheng's mind kept replaying the scene of him carrying the cold Gu Qingming back to his room——

"Bell... my bell..." Gu Qingming's purple lips moaned in a low voice, with tears in his eyes, a few drops occasionally slipped out and hung on the side of his face, but they didn't fall for a long time.

Fang Yueheng held his cold hand, almost crying even him, he looked at the person in his arms with choked up sobs, not knowing how much this person had suffered, he could only say one sentence: "Qingming, don't be afraid, we Back to Xuzhou..."

"I want my bell, Yueheng...help me find my bell..." Gu Qingming seemed unable to hear Fang Yueheng's words, and even couldn't recognize the person in front of him. He was still begging softly, trembling Bloody Finger called him.

Every word with a crying voice seemed to pierce Fang Yueheng's heart, and blood was cut out one after another, as if he had fallen into endless despair.

Fang Yueheng held back the tears in his eyes, warmed him with his own body temperature, pressed his face against his bloodless cheeks, hugged his body tightly, and said in a numb voice: "Okay, I'll buy it for you, I'll buy it for you as much as you want..."

Scenes of the past seemed to be piercing him with a knife. Fang Yueheng covered his face, and muddy tears flowed from his fingers. He didn't care about Ye Chen and the others at all. He picked up the swallow with both hands, and picked up the bell on the ground with his hands , calling out in pain: "Qingming, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well, Qingming..."

"Didn't you say you want the bell? I found it for you. Wake up soon, okay? I'll buy you as much as you want in the future, as long as you wake up..."

Ye Chen had just broken Gu Qingming's spiritual breath, causing every bone in him to break, every inch of his skin to disappear, and he had to return to a swallow in the end.

But even if he recovers as a swallow, he won't be able to survive.

"Yueheng, what are you doing? Are you crazy!" Master Fang went to pull Fang Yueheng up, his fingers were trembling, "Can't you see clearly, this Gu Qingming is a demon!"

"He's not a demon." Fang Yueheng hugged the swallow obsessively, and that swallow was just like Gu Qingming, small and quiet in his arms, but at that time his Qingming could still quarrel with him, but now this swallow The swallow didn't even breathe.

"He is my Qingming, my Qingming..."

Master Fang saw his 27-year-old son suddenly burst into tears, and he was shocked by a heart-piercing feeling. Fang Yueheng cried and hugged the swallow, and only said in his mouth, "Qingming..."

I know who you are now.

You are the swallow, the swallow I named you.

Seeing Fang Yueheng's painful appearance, Yechen snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and was about to leave, but Master Fang grabbed Yechen, "Master Yechen, you just said that the source of the disaster has been found, then I Madame's illness..."

"Your wife's illness?" Yechen laughed, as if he had heard something ridiculous, "What does your wife's illness have to do with me?"

Master Fang seemed to have been hit by some heavy force, his figure trembled violently, "Daoist Yechen, you... what do you mean?"

"Master Fang, have you forgotten that I also have mana." Ye Chen raised his hand and slapped Master Fang's chest, and the man flew three feet away immediately, Ye Chen stopped and said with a smile, "How do you know me?" Isn't it a demon?"

"You...you..." Master Fang couldn't hold back, and spat out a big mouthful of blood, which stained the front of his shirt red.

Seeing this, the servants came forward one after another brandishing their knives and axes. Ye Chen sneered and said, "Ordinary people really can't control themselves."

With a wave of his slender hand, a strong force rushed straight to those people's chests, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, "Master Fang, I advise you not to think about it, your wife won't survive tonight."

"What!" Fang Yueheng on the side couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this, he was still holding Gu Qingming's real body in his arms, his body trembling slightly, "You said my mother..."

"Master Fang, don't you remember the time you killed living beings a few years ago?" Yechen turned his head suddenly, his voice was cold, but revealed an indelible cruelty.

It seemed that some memories exploded in Master Fang's mind, and even Fang Yueheng remembered what Ye Chen said in the hall a few days ago——

"I remember decades ago, on the other side of the mountain, there lived a scholar's family. The youngest son of that family got a very serious disease and coughed up blood every day. Seeing well-known folk doctors couldn't cure it, but it became worse and worse. Seriously, that family has no choice but to take their young son back and wait for death."

"But later, I don't know where I heard that crow meat is specially used to treat this disease. When the child's father thought about it, he turned dead horse into a living horse doctor and asked for crow meat as a guide."

"But although there are many crows, there are few who can cure the disease. It is rumored that the meat of the female crow that has just conceived the crow is bitter and non-toxic. Take out its internal organs, then take a piece of scorpion and a little alum, and put it in the female crow. In the belly of a crow, it is stitched and boiled, and it can be cured by drinking it every day."

"So the master of the family sent servants to catch them, and those servants captured dozens of female crows, even the young crows that had just emerged from the nest.

On the day when the old man finally prepared the medicine, countless crows circled on the roof of his house, making shrill calls one after another. "

"But just as the old man was about to give his young son some medicine, the maid at home ran to him with tears in her eyes and told him that the young master couldn't take it any longer and coughed to death."

Thinking of this, Fang Yueheng's back felt cold, as if cold sweat was coming out of his back. He finally understood why Gu Qingming had been behaving strangely at the table at that time, and even more understood that when he and Yechen were toasting, Gu Qingming was dead. He grabbed his sleeves to keep himself from getting up.

It was just because he already knew that Ye Chen was a demon.

"Why are you thinking about me at the last moment..." Fang Yueheng looked at the swallow and gently put it on the ground.

"Qingming, I'll come to you again after everything has been dealt with."

Yechen saw that Master Fang couldn't even speak for a long time, and bright red blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, he suddenly felt extremely refreshed in his heart.

Fang Yueheng had a mother, and he also had a mother, but why was his mother taken away for medical treatment?At that time, his mother didn't even have time to transform her real body, so she was caught and used as medicine.

He had a rough night, the weather was stormy.He is still waiting for his aunt to come back, without her company, even the bird's nest has no temperature, it is as cold as the twelfth lunar month.

He folded his wings together, praying for a little warmth, he kept thinking in his heart, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow.No, maybe after a while, his mother will come back.

Then he could return to his mother's arms and sleep peacefully.

It's just that after such a long wait for many days, he still hasn't seen his aunt.

At that time, Yechen almost fell out of the bird's nest in a panic. When he opened his eyes and looked out, he saw a terrifying scene.

Countless black feathers were stained with dust and fell to the ground, and even the leaves on the branches fell off, as if entering the cold winter ahead of time, Yechen flapped his wings and flew out of the bird's nest, screaming a few times with a shriveled voice.

None of the crows responded to him.

He flew to a high place, and as soon as he felt the breath of the cold wind, he fell heavily to the ground again.

He was still too young to control his wings, but the moment he fell to the ground, he saw the most desperate and most hated scene in his life——

Countless crows were discarded not far away, most of them were already covered with layers of white snow, and there were also a few drops of bright red blood dried up in the snow, mixed with the smell of mud.

Very pungent...

That was the first time Yechen transformed into a human form. He didn't even know how he transformed himself, he just stumbled towards it.

"Auntie!" A heart-wrenching cry sounded.

He lost his own mother.

No one will love him in the future, no one will protect him anymore.