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Xie Jiaojiao, who just disappeared, reappeared in front of Yan Shixun when he didn't notice it.

He didn't even see clearly how Xie Jiaojiao appeared here.

Ye Li also frowned slightly, looking at Xie Jiaojiao with a gloomy gaze that had never been seen before.

After the collapse of the Great Dao, the power belonging to heaven and earth gradually declined, one ebbed and the other ebbed and flowed, people gradually gained the absolute upper hand, and ghosts and gods could no longer be born in the sky and earth.

Regarding this aspect, Ye Li knew better than any ghost exorcist.

No matter what kind of path to ascend to the throne of ghosts and gods, they are all blocked by the weak Dao with all their strength, and the already weakened power is not allowed to disperse again.Otherwise, it will only make the world collapse more quickly.

There is still a glimmer of life to fight for, even if it is slim, Dao has never given up.

Thus, Jing Xiaobao was born and Yan Shixun came to this world.

Da Dao is exhausting all the accumulated strength, in the dead end, to carry out the final self-rescue.

But even so, both light and darkness are born, and the cycle of Tai Chi Yin and Yang is endless.

When vitality appears, correspondingly, there will be a crisis far beyond the cognitive limit of a living person, trying to crush the last vitality of the Dao into death.

Just like Jing Xiaobao who finally became a ghost.

He did not manage to survive.

Therefore, the only surviving evil ghost has become the existence that all the evil ghosts are eager to kill.

The miracle named Yan Shixun was the vitality that Li Chengyun calculated after exhausting the last bit of strength in his meridians.

And in the remote and noisy market more than ten years ago, when the ghost and the evil spirit looked at each other, the ghost chose to accept the candy handed over by the evil ghost, and their cause and effect began to intertwine.

As a result, the evil ghosts have been drawn into their own protection range by ghosts and gods, and the group of ghosts retreated when they saw it, and none of them dared to step forward.

Even thousands of years ago, Fengdu was a mysterious and hidden existence hidden in legends for all exorcists. Many people tried to explore but died in the middle.

No stranger can accurately describe the appearance of Fengdu, let alone the lord of Fengdu.

And...the old and the new in Fengdu.

But Ye Li, who is the lord of Fengdu, is very aware of the dripping blood and death paved on his path of ghosts and gods.

It is by no means a simple matter for ghosts and gods to ascend to the throne, not to mention that now that the avenues have collapsed, ghost babies want to replace them with ghosts.

Yan Shixun may not have noticed it, but when Ye Li saw Xie Jiaojiao again, he keenly noticed that although the other party had the reality of a ghost, he did not have the real name of a ghost.

Heaven and Earth have not yet recognized Xie Jiaojiao's identity as a ghost.

Dao...hasn't given up on saving himself.

Da Dao still looked down at Yan Shixun, waiting for a miracle, and the vitality glowed in the dead situation.

Just like the nine-nine-eight-one difficulty, without the last level, you will not become a god after all.

And if Xie Jiaojiao wants to force heaven and earth to approve, there is only one way.

——To completely cut off the last hope of Dao.

Let Yan Shixun, who was an evil ghost, die in a ghost show.

Only in that way can Xie Jiaojiao be regarded as a complete success and achieve the name of ghosts and gods.

Yin and Yang compete in the Great Dao, but only one remains.

Ye Li's icy eyes fell on Xie Jiaojiao, his sharp eyebrows and eyes were like blades, and when his rage reached the extreme, it was compressed into a bone-piercing coldness. His pale thin lips were tightly pursed, and the majestic momentum around him was enough to cut anyone, god or ghost. .

Xie Jiaojiao also noticed this overly-existent line of sight.

She lifted her rosy lips, and when she smiled, she was extremely beautiful, like a work carved by a craftsman who spent a lifetime.

"Ah...I see."

Xie Jiaojiao tilted her head, looked at Ye Li and smiled sweetly: "You like this evil ghost, don't you? But what to do, as ghosts and gods, you want to protect him, but I also want him."

"How about this? Let's each keep half of him. It's fair."

The moment he heard Xie Jiaojiao's words, the ghostly aura in Ye Li's body suddenly rose in vain.

The red lanterns hanging high in the theater shook violently, and the bright red light and shadow swayed unclearly, projecting on Ye Li's stern face, flickering bright and dark, making it look particularly eerie.

If it wasn't for Yan Shixun's sidelines at this time, Ye Li would have even wanted to overthrow the theater directly, daring to touch his beloved in front of his face. The ghost baby of the ghost was directly cut in front of her body, making her regret the idea of ​​hitting on Yan Shixun.

Yan Shixun also felt Ye Li's terrifying aura, which was different from usual. He frowned slightly, and looked sideways at Ye Li, but he didn't know why Xie Jiaojiao said such words to Ye Li.

Sow discord?then what.

Just listening to the information revealed by Xie Jiaojiao's words, Yan Shixun knew that Xie Jiaojiao must have real intentions that were hidden behind the words.

He doesn't think that Guiying really has any thoughts about him, and he has never let go of his guard. After hearing what Xie Jiaojiao said, his first reaction was——

Xie Jiaojiao wanted to keep herself in the ghost show.

Moreover, this is not some willful behavior of a little girl.

Even Xie Lin is dead now.

Yan Shixun knew very well that even if he left the ghost show immediately and headed to reality, Xie Lin's dissipated soul could not be saved by all his magical powers.

From now on, there is no such person as Xie Lin, this soul, he can no longer enter the cycle of reincarnation, and can only stay in the ghost show forever.

Just as he himself expected, he was always by Xie Jiaojiao's side.

Those who do not seek medical treatment will not save their souls.

Yan Shixun was not worried about Xie Lin, he was just wondering why Xie Jiaojiao, who could see Ye Li's identity, would say such provocative words to Ye Li, and he sincerely wanted to keep him in the ghost town. in the play.

Is he causing any change?

Many guesses flashed across Yan Shixun's mind.

But Ye Li did not answer Yan Shixun's doubts.

The hurricane rose from the place where he was standing, and in an instant, all the surrounding bricks and stones were lifted, making a huge bang.

The broken stone tiles were thrown towards Xie Jiaojiao, but when they were still some distance away from her, they were all blocked by invisible forces, hovered in the air, and then fell one after another, hitting the ground again.

Because of Ye Li's attack, Xie Jiaojiao's originally smiling face also turned cold, and she looked at Ye Li with resentment in her eyes, and gradually tightened her hands hugging the little puppet.

The moment the little puppet raised its head in her arms and looked at Ye Li, a silhouette of a human figure slowly emerged from the shadows around the theater.

There was no temperature in Ye Li's sight, it was as cold as a glacier.

But when he looked up at the darkness around the theater, the wooden puppets that gradually revealed their figures did not fear and retreat from Yeli like the ghosts in the past, but still walked forward against the strong wind in a daze .

The limbs and body of the wooden puppet were quickly injured by the ghost energy from Ye Li, and sawdust and blood flowed along with the stumped limbs.

But in the next second, limbs regrown from the places where they were damaged, like a new life.

Seeing this scene, Ye Li's long and narrow eyes darkened.

Although the ghost infant is entwined with ghost energy, what she perceives is vitality, life and death are fused together, like the sun and the moon revolving in the avenue.

He can kill the ghost baby tens of thousands of times, but the ghost baby will be reborn again by relying on the power of perception, and even in the cycle of life and death, it will gain more and more powerful power.

Far more difficult than common sense.

What made Ye Li even more wary was the sense of familiarity from Xie Jiaojiao.

This feeling has been captured by him since he and Yan Shixun fell into the theater.But when Xie Jiaojiao used his strength, this feeling became more vivid.

In the thousand years he has walked, he has also fought against this power.

This sense of familiarity is...

The former owner of Fengdu.

At this moment, Ye Li understood the reason why the ghost baby was born and even grew up on top of it.

——Xie Jiaojiao's power base comes from the old Fengdu.

This power supported the revenge and killing of the ghost baby in the early stage of growth, like the core of the snowball at the beginning, and then in the alternation of death and rebirth, it rolled bigger and bigger, until it became the appearance that even the world can't help it now .

Ye Li slowly raised his eyes, his eyes indifferently and coldly pierced through the rain of blood and stumps flying all over the sky, and looked at Xie Jiaojiao who was standing not far away.

The little girl was wearing a beautiful skirt, her white and slender legs were straight, and she was holding a puppet figure in her arms. She looked cute and well-behaved, like an ordinary child in reality.

But when she lost the smile on her face, it seemed to take away the last bit of popularity left in her body, making her cold and dead, like a delicate doll without life.

When Xie Jiaojiao saw Ye Li's expression, she first raised her eyebrows in surprise, she didn't expect that this ghost could see through her origin.

But soon, she was smiling again.

"What a bad guy, he wants to bully Jiaojiao. But it's okay."

Xie Jiaojiao smiled happily: "I have my brother to protect me, and with my brother here, he will definitely not let me get hurt again... right, brother?"

The little puppet in Xie Jiaojiao's arms made a "giggle" sound, as if echoing her words.

At the same time, attacks from wooden dolls from all directions also intensified in vain.

Ye Li's eyes sharpened, and he quickly grabbed Yan Shixun with his long arms, and jumped up with him.

At the same time, there was a loud "bang!" from where they were standing, and something wanted to come out from under the broken bricks.

Yan Shixun put one hand on Ye Li's arm subconsciously, heard the sound and looked quickly, but when he saw clearly what was buried under the brick, his pupils shrank.

——Under the hard bricks and stones, there are densely packed corpses, all of which are highly decomposed corpses, and the residual limbs of wood carvings are scattered among them.

Not only the villagers surnamed Bai, but also many strange faces.

Although the clothes worn by those people have been eroded by blood and moisture, it can still be seen that they are obviously different from the corpses of the surrounding villagers, with a clear age gap.

They are not from the village.

It may be a passerby, a tourist, or someone else passing by Baizhi Lake.

And judging from the style of clothes and the degree of decay, they died here only recently.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Shixun looked at the corpse slowly sitting up from the soil, and suddenly understood what was going on in the theater they were in right now.

Before Zhang Wubing dragged him into the theater in the lake, the female puppet sitting behind the curtain was Xie Jiaojiao's mother.

She was trapped here because of resentment in her heart. She couldn't do without and didn't want to leave. She only guarded her two children, and she also wanted to witness with her own eyes the murderers who caused the death of their mother and daughter. In the torment of the day.

Xie Jiaojiao's mother's grievances built her theater and performed her plays.

And Xie Jiaojiao's own resentment and anger rebuilt a new theater in the ghost show.

After Yan Shixun tried to attack the ghost baby but failed, he was swallowed by the ghost baby along with the entire surrounding villages and mountains, and thus reached the core of Xie Jiaojiao's soul.

The foundation of the ghost baby's growth is resentment.

She died before she was born, and this resentment was supported by a huge force in the drowning of the White Paper Lake. Therefore, her core, like her mother, was built in the White Paper Lake.

The theater is equivalent to the embodiment of Xie Jiaojiao's soul. The resentment turned into a lake, guarding the theater, but also preventing all ghosts, including Xie Jiaojiao, from leaving here.

Death and anger, the corpses of enemies, the lives that have been killed... Xie Jiaojiao's tragedy and hatred in his life are all condensed here.

And because Xie Jiaojiao wanted to place Xie Lin properly, they who were with Xie Lin at that time did not fall into the lake, but woke up in the theater.

Yan Shixun also knew the reason why the ghost baby was able to grow.

Love from Xie Lin.

And Xie Jiaojiao's own slaughter of life.

Because Xie Lin really regarded Xie Jiaojiao as an ordinary child, Xie Jiaojiao who grew up in love forgot all the death and anger in the past, responded to Xie Lin's expectations, and grew up innocently.

But the pain of being kidnapped made Xie Jiaojiao recall what happened before she met Xie Lin, and thus turned back into the ghost baby back then, heading west from Binhai City to the place where she died in the southwest.

Ghosts will gain far more power than usual when they die and where they are buried, and their anger makes them even more terrifying existences.

The corpses of the entire village that Zheng Shushu killed became the nutrient for raising his younger sister.

Guilt and self-blame made Zheng Shuji very spoiled by his lost and found younger sister.As he himself said, no matter what his sister said, he could only agree to it.

Ghost babies are growing.

But the death of the village surnamed Bai was soon not enough to support her, so she began to attack passers-by.

Because the southwest has a vast territory and the terrain is difficult and changeable, many cyclists and backpackers who are attracted by the magnificence of the southwest often report missing or dying.

Those news are treated as news reports, and they will not stir up a few splashes. Apart from a few sympathetic or insulting comments, they will be quickly forgotten.

Yan Shixun has seen those news, and also knows that some family members of the missing people will go to the ghost exorcist, trying to figure out where the missing person is now.

But because it is located in the southwest, few exorcists are willing to deal with this kind of thing.

When Yan Shixun met colleagues before, he also heard their complaints, saying that it was thankless, and there was no need to put his life in the southwest for a few money.

But he never thought that those travelers who disappeared in the southwest would also have a relationship with Xie Jiaojiao.

Among the many disappearances, many of the disappearances that happened around Baizhi Lake were the killings committed by Xie Jiaojiao.

Yan Shixun guessed that Li Chengyun probably heard about it from Zheng Shuji, or discovered the secret behind Xie Jiaojiao.

One of the functions of the ebony statue is also to trap Xie Jiaojiao here, so that her power can no longer spread outward, and can no longer hurt other people.

Li Chengyun couldn't kill Xie Jiaojiao for a while, and he also needed to find the ghosts and gods who could really support the world, not the new ghosts and gods like Guiying who harbor ghosts.Therefore, he chose to suppress Xie Jiaojiao.

It's a pity that Li Chengyun's only way out of the dead end collapsed because of the loss of the ebony statue.

The disappearances around White Paper Lake resurfaced after the ebony idol was taken from the young men who were playing.

In the theater belonging to Xie Jiaojiao, corpses were spread on the ground and formed into walls.

The ghost baby is powerful, but will always be trapped in the pain of childhood.

She is afraid that someone will hurt her, and she is afraid that the people around her will leave her and let the bad guys have an opportunity.

She wants to protect herself.

It is understandable for ordinary people to have such thoughts.

But the one who had this kind of idea now was a ghost baby with unusually powerful strength, and she could put all her ideas into reality.

But the method of realization is far more cruel and malicious than ordinary people.

Regardless of whether it will harm other lives, whether it is forbidden by heaven and earth.

As long as she kills everyone before they can hurt her, won't anyone be able to bully her anymore?

As long as she makes the person she likes into a statue, won't the other party be unable to leave her side anymore?

Guiying thought so, and did so.

The pile of corpses that built the theater is the best proof.

In Ye Li's arms, Yan Shixun looked down at the rotting corpse that Qi Shi rushed towards them, and was a little stunned for a moment because of the truth he had discovered.

Immediately, his brows and eyes were stained with cold anger.

The guilt towards Xie Jiaojiao engulfed the lives of the three of them.

Master Bai and Zheng Shushu stayed in Baizhi Lake forever, while Xie Lin died.

But Xie Jiaojiao was not satisfied.

She is like a child who lacks a sense of security, constantly trying to prove that she is safe. Anyone who approaches her or the White Paper Lake will be immediately judged by her to hurt her, and then killed first.

Thanks, Jiao, Jiao——!

Yan Shixun's eyes were like lightning, and he turned his head to look straight at Xie Jiaojiao.

"You want me to stay in the ghost show?"

Yan Shixun's voice was very cold: "But what to do, I don't want to stay here, as long as I see your murderous ghost wrapped around you, I just feel sick."

"Otherwise how about this."

Yan Shixun slowly pushed away Ye Li who was protecting him, stepped firmly on the ground, and walked towards Xie Jiaojiao.

"I won't keep the ghost show. In addition, I will take away all the souls that don't belong here."

The shadow spread from Ye Li's feet all the way, enveloping Yan Shixun's shadow.

The black mist lingered around Yan Shixun's body, and countless fierce ghosts were looming in it, roaring and roaring in Xie Jiaojiao's direction, and the sound shook the world.

Just like the soldiers ordered by the lord general, they vowed to obey the orders of the lord general to guard to the death.

On the road Yan Shixun was walking on, the rotting corpses that rushed towards him were thrown away by the black mist before they got close.

His black overcoat was blown up by the strong wind, and it was blown violently in the wind, with an astonishing momentum.

In the dark red darkness, only Yan Shixun's eyes were as bright as a long knife out of its sheath, unstoppable.

Seeing Yan Shixun like this, Xie Jiaojiao was stunned at first, and then, her pretty face was stained with jealousy, and the ghostly aura distorted the delicate facial features.

"The ghost exorcist in the world is naive and fantasizing, thinking that the world is really as beautiful as it is written in your scriptures... I can't understand why the Dao chooses you. Why, just because you have a good background, you are born A life loved by Dao?”

Xie Jiaojiao's voice was cold, like a poisonous tongue.

"A good-born ghost exorcist like you has lived in praise and flowers all his life?"

"You haven't experienced what I saw, so what qualifications do you have to criticize me?"

Xie Jiaojiao stared at Yan Shixun intently, her eyes gradually turned red: "Where were you when my mother and I drowned in the icy lake? I was kidnapped by bad guys, and I was killed right in front of my eyes as I watched the existence like my mother. In front of you...where are you?"

"No one has ever helped me, so why can't I avenge myself!"

Xie Jiaojiao's chest heaved violently, and her thin shoulders trembled. The injuries she had suffered the past two times were her fatal flaws, and her anger made her go berserk.

Her hysterical scream was deafening: "Damn it all! Damn it all!"

All the perpetrators, all those who stand by and look on coldly, all those who allow the harm to develop... all deserve to die! ! !

On top of that, the Tao of Ghost Infant takes shape.

Xie Jiaojiao's anger and violent power stirred up the lake outside the theater, and the waves slapped fiercely on the walls around the theater. The sound was loud and loud, and the vibration on the ground made people panic whether this place would be swallowed by the lake.

But with the blessing from Ye Li's power, Yan Shixun walked very steadily with every step, and the anger from the ghost baby couldn't affect him in the slightest.

Even at this time he is in a ghost show, isolating the heavens and the earth and the gods of the four directions.

But as Ye Li once said to Yan Shixun——

"Call on my name, I am your God."

Ye Li slowly raised his arm, and under his well-articulated fingers, the ancient and mysterious Fengdu Seal gradually took shape and emerged in the air.

When his cold gaze was watching Yan Shixun's back, it was rare for warmth to emerge.

Power surged continuously from where Ye Li was standing to Yan Shixun, pouring into his meridians.

The ghostly aura entered his body, but Yan Shixun got used to it as if it was his own strength, without any discomfort.

As Yan Shixun walked, the power was superimposed layer by layer, and the ghost energy from Fengdu merged with himself perfectly, and the power was astonishing.

In Xie Jiaojiao's eyes, Yan Shixun also gradually overlapped with ghosts and gods from a stranger, and his figure was as huge as a mountain. At the beginning, look at the majestic black shadow behind Yan Shixun reaching the sky above.

That is... the Lord of Fengdu, the true body of ghosts and gods.

"Xie Jiaojiao."

Yan Shixun called out Guiying's name when he was a stranger: "I don't think I'm a pedantic person, I won't easily interfere with other people's cause and effect, and I won't stop the victim from taking revenge in person."

"It's better to say that I am a deviant ghost exorcist who supports ghost revenge."

Saying that, Yan Shixun smiled slightly: "You probably don't believe it, but I was also rejected by many colleagues in the past, and I was often criticized as an imperfect ghost exorcist."

"Poor temper, bad service attitude, not sharing worries for the powerful, not thoroughly eradicating the ghosts encountered, not helping people to change their luck, not being a fortune teller, the client did not comfort the other party gently when he was sad, even exorcising ghosts It doesn't look good enough."

His smile has no warmth: "Look, I have so many shortcomings, I have never been hugged by others, even..."

Yan Shixun's words paused.

Memories of childhood surged up many years ago, flashing past Yan Shixun's eyes one by one.

Xiaoyan Shixun told the teacher ignorantly that there was an old evil ghost behind her back, but the teacher regarded it as a prank and ignored it.

He tried to explain to the children of the same age the scene of ghosts rampant in front of him, but the children chased him with stones and beat him with smiles, and made up songs to call him a cheeky liar.

Little Yan Shixun became more and more silent in isolation and ostracism. He began to learn to make himself look like ordinary people, but he still did not escape the crying and cursing from his parents.

They pointed to a small group of children, crying hysterically and asking why they gave birth to such a monster.

Why don't you die, they ask.

The child's clear and ignorant eyes also gradually lost their light, becoming silent and indifferent.

No teacher will support him, even if naughty peers push him and hurt him, he can only shrink back to the small space at home silently and treat the wound for himself.

However, the next day, he went out with that taciturn attitude.

Xiaoyan Shixun has never been crushed by external injuries, nor has any thoughts of abandonment or depravity. He is trying to live.

Even if everyone wants him to die sooner.

At that time, he was still young, but he had already seen all kinds of things in the world with cold eyes.

The ghost exorcist that Xie Jiaojiao talks about, who is well-clothed, well-fed, and well-fed, has never been him.

Yan Shixun is a ghost exorcist who walks around the streets and lends a helping hand when people are most in danger and need help. He helps people and ghosts as well.

Martin boots stepped on the gravel road in the alleyway. The young man was tall and straight, with indifferent eyes.

But never turned down someone who asked for help in despair.

Even in the predicament of mortal death, he can still come out with bloody wounds all over his body, gritted his teeth and flattened a road.

Xie Jiaojiao didn't understand Yan Shixun, and every word she said couldn't touch Yan Shixun's soul.

There is also the soft heart that is deeply buried under the shell of indifference.

But on the contrary--

Yan Shixun, who has dealt with all kinds of teachings and nine streams all year round, has seen all the strongest emotions in the world and understands people's hearts.

I also saw clearly Xie Jiaojiao's weakness.

Yan Shixun lowered his eyelashes slightly, and the smile on his lips gradually widened.

"Xie Jiaojiao, there is no perfect exorcist or victim, whether in the world or in the underworld."

"You want revenge, but I'm willing to turn a blind eye. Since the world won't give you justice, then let the ghosts kill the enemies with their hands, and Fengdu will judge you."

"However, in order to protect yourself, you hurt everyone except you. Including... those who love you."

Yan Shixun let out a long sigh, and when he looked up again, he didn't look at Xie Jiaojiao, but looked directly at the dense darkness behind Xie Jiaojiao.

"Zheng Shu, when you saw Xie Lin's death, didn't you think of anything?"

"Forgot to tell you."

Yan Shixun's smile didn't reach his eyes: "You want me to save Master Bai? Sorry, I refuse."

After the voice fell, something moved in the darkness.

Yan Shixun grinned at the corner of his lips, and said, "If you want to save the person, you can save it yourself; if you want to protect the person, you can protect it yourself. You are not dead yet, Zheng Shushu, you are still alive." — and there are so many things you can change.”

"so."

Yan Shixun shrugged towards a certain direction in the darkness: "Don't worry, I will just watch Master Bai be trapped here and suffer forever in his hell."

"Zheng Shu."

He asked softly: "Is there any difference between Xie Lin and you back then?"

"From now on, there will be countless you, and countless Xie Lin, who will encounter exactly the same thing. And the source of all this is because you stood by today."

"Zheng Shushu, you hate the villagers in the village who refused to help you and your mother back then, but now, whether it is Xie Lin or the people who came with me, what is the difference between them and you back then? And you, How is it different from those villagers whom you resent?"

From Yan Shixun's lips, he spit out a short syllable clearly and firmly, but sonorously: "Accomplice."

The figure in the darkness trembled, his shoulders slumped, and he raised his hand to cover his head as if in pain.

And as Yan Shixun confided every word, Xie Jiaojiao's eyes slowly widened.

She suddenly realized something, quickly turned around and looked into the darkness behind her, and looked in the direction Yan Shixun was looking at in disbelief.

"elder brother……"

Xie Jiaojiao's voice was a little dazed, as light as a coquettish whisper, full of disbelief and bewilderment, enough to break the heart of anyone who loves her.

Zheng Shushu originally wanted to answer, but as soon as he opened his mouth, warm tears rolled down and seeped into his mouth.

Bitter salty.

His throat was choked, and then he managed to straighten out his emotions, and walked out from the darkness, his figure shrouded in the dim red light of the red lantern.

Zheng Shushu was haggard and old, compared to Yan Shixun's appearance when he first saw him, he was a completely different person.

He looked at the younger sister who was looking at him in a daze, and traced the outline of the younger sister's face with his eyes reluctantly and greedily, wanting to reach out and help the younger sister take away all the worries and pains on the face.

God...no matter what it is, why does it have to be borne by the younger sister, why not him?

It wasn't him who died back then, and he wasn't the one who was hurt, why couldn't he suffer on behalf of his sister?

Zheng Shushu's eyes were full of warmth and pain.

Xie Jiaojiao never expected that Zheng Shushu would also enter her theater in the lake.

This can be said to be the core of her soul, and it is also the place where she wants to kill Yan Shixun to force her to retreat. Why is Zheng Shushu here?

"younger sister……"

Zheng Shushu closed his eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks, his voice was hoarse and exhausted: "Enough, sister, enough...no matter what it is, it is enough."

"The hatred for the death of my parents back then, I have killed everyone in the village, and whether it is me who did not protect you or Xie Lin, I am already here."

Zheng Shushu's voice trembled, and when he opened his eyes, he looked at Xie Jiaojiao again, with a strong pleading: "Just let us live here together, okay? It's just us, and we don't take anyone with us. Live a happy and peaceful life, ignoring everything that happens outside, and not letting anyone outside hurt us."

"Sweet, okay?"

Zheng Shushu's body trembled uncontrollably.

Every word Yan Shixun said hit Zheng Shushu's heart hard.

He couldn't help but think of Li Chengyun who came here many years ago, and the memories and experiences of Yan Shixun's life that he saw in the ghost show.

Zheng Shushu never imagined that someone could be so indifferent and yet so soft.

Yan Shixun's previous experience was projected on the screen, and Zheng Shushu's scenes flashed before his eyes. He was shocked by these scenes beyond his cognition.

Why didn't Yan Shixun kill the person who hurt him when he was young?Why don't you kill those who look down on him, why don't the people around you be afraid of yourself and dare not offend?

Even if, even if you are a little more similar to ordinary people, I won't be shaken to this point... Why do you have to do this? What do those dangerous people have to do with you? You can completely turn a blind eye!

Zheng Shushu's heart was roaring and shaking.

He originally followed in because he saw Xie Lin being killed by his younger sister out of worry.

Unexpectedly, the replacement of the real person and the wooden puppet that the younger sister originally wanted to complete, excavated the memory of Yan Shixun's soul and wanted to instill it in the wooden puppet.

But he saw the whole thing.

This made Zheng Shu couldn't help but think of Li Chengyun who came here back then.

That layman changed his life from then on.

Zheng Shu had to admit that he and his sister used to be the same soul, full of hatred and wanted to pour out on every life they saw.

However, Li Chengyun stopped him, saying that cause and effect have their own time, and now that the balance has been reached, it is time to stop.

Zheng Shushu didn't know why, but the words from Li Chengyun's mouth naturally had a convincing power, and even seeing Li Chengyun's figure would make people calm down unconsciously, wanting to blend into the cloudy mountain forest and cooperate with each other. Transform the world.

When Li Chengyun left, Zheng Shushu tried to persuade him to stay, and also asked him why he was determined to move forward even though he knew he was going to die.

Li Chengyun's smile is like the breeze and the bright moon, illuminating the rivers and mountains, but it is also like a wild crane riding on the cloud, straight up in the blue sky, not something that ordinary people can grasp.

'Because this is my way. '

Zheng Shu watched helplessly as Li Chengyun raised his head and laughed and walked towards death.

At the moment of Li Chengyun's death, the snow fell in spring, and the buds on the branches bloomed and fell, and then bloomed again.

Life and death cycled repeatedly, and petals fell one after another, covering all traces of Li Chengyun, and falling all over his body.

He was dressed in white and died with a smile on his face in the heavy snow.

Only Dao witnessed his death.

At the moment of Li Chengyun's death, heaven and earth recognized his way in a cycle of life and death.

It also made Zheng Shushu, who was witnessing this scene, feel the trembling and horror from his soul.

Since that day, Zheng Shu has never hurt a life again.

And now, Zheng Shuji once again witnessed Yan Shixun's life.

The pair of masters and apprentices have different growth experiences, but both have a firm and unshakable way.

Up to the blue sky.

Hot tears fell from Zheng Shushu's eyes, he choked with sobs, and stretched out his hand to his sister.

"Enough is enough...it's time to stop, sister."

Xie Jiaojiao looked at Zheng Shushu's eyes from astonishment to anger, and asked in disbelief, "Brother, are you going to betray me now?"

"Someone is hurting me, but you want to side with them?"

Zheng Shushu shook his head with tears in his eyes, and walked slowly towards his sister.

He opened his arms and hugged his sister into his arms: "No... sister, I will always stand by your side."

As soon as Xie Jiaojiao let go of her heart, Zheng Shushu continued: "But, as Mr. Yan said, no, there can be no next me, or the next Xie Lin."

"Our original purpose was just revenge. We promised to live happily together, but sister, I don't think we are happy now, whether it is you or me."

Zheng Shushu's arms holding Xie Jiaojiao gradually tightened, even causing the puppet in Xie Jiaojiao's arms to pierce his skin and ooze blood.

But as if he couldn't feel the pain, he just whispered in Xie Jiaojiao's ear, "I will be a good brother."

"...if there is a next life."