Take the ghost monster to catch the monster

Thousands of dead bones are miserable.

In the living pit where corpses piled up, Yi You waved his hand and threw one puppet string after another.

Penetrating into their foreheads, thinking deeply, Yi You looked at one familiar figure after another, one after another, the faces from the past, mechanically twisting his limbs, coming out of the pit of living people.

There is Village Chief Liu, there is Li Dazhuang, there is a widow, there is a fool, there is Aunt Qin, and there is little sister Qin......

There are many, many people......

I saw my long-awaited mother again

Yi You looked at his mother who had been resurrected with a puppet, and tears flowed from his eyes. This false joy of reunion after a long absence, he knew it was fake, but his heart was still surging. Yi You had waited for this day for too long, too long ………

Yi You hugged his mother, hugged her, and clinged to her, acting like a poor child in his mother's arms:

"Aniang, Aniang, Xiaoyou misses you so much, misses you so much, misses you so much..."

Yi You's spiritual power hadn't been injected into the puppet Xian yet, it just gave them skin, but didn't give them consciousness.

The created mother stood there blankly, with empty eyes and no emotion, and Yi You just hugged her like this.

Yi You hugged her and cried in his arms. He knew that the mother he was holding was fake, and he couldn't feel the warmth of the person in front of him, but as long as he had such a face, Yi You was already very satisfied.

He longed for this embrace.

a long time…

Yi You watched the corpses come out one by one, he waited one by one, and watched one after another

The corpse puppets that came out of the living pit were all exhausted.

Until the last corpse came out, Yi You never saw the person he liked.

He was a little disappointed, he didn't even believe it, he pushed away the corpse puppet and ran towards the living pit.

He rummaged through the blood-red soil, crying loudly: "Brother, brother, where are you? I'm here to find you, where are you?"

Yi You rummaged desperately, buried his head in digging with his fingers, the knuckles of his fingers had been worn out, exposing the bones, but he still couldn't find them.

He began to kneel on the ground, muttering to himself:

"That's right, the little brother has been blown into powder by artillery fire. He didn't leave a complete body. I may really not be able to find him."

He wrapped up the soil on the ground and held it in his arms, just like holding the ashes of his younger brother. Yi You recalled in his imagination, in the cold white sunlight, recalling the scene of living with his younger brother.

Yi You knelt in the living pit, gathered the soil around him, piled it up one by one, and finally formed a small grave that was half his height. He conjured up a stone tablet,

Using fingers as pens and blood as characters, engrave a line of words:

Tomb of My Love

Leave a line of signature: the most sincere believer

Yi You looked at it and then felt that something was wrong, he crossed it out with his fingers, and put the name on the monument again

my brother's tomb

He laughed at himself and said, "I'm sorry, little brother, I was too wishful thinking!"

After the tombstone was engraved, Yi You activated the spell again, the snow on the slope gradually melted, and a layer of transparent mist shrouded the whole body, the green color that did not belong to this season was broken in the soil, the green color was so fake, as if deliberately decorated.

Clusters of daisies are quietly blooming

Daisy symbolizes the desire to be happy forever,

A symbol of unspeakable love,

It's parting, it's a forbearing love that can't be confessed,

deep in my heart

The fake spring is bright and full of flowers.

Yi You stood up and looked at the tombstone with a smile, gently stroking the tombstone with his fingers:

"Brother, everything is over, the damned people are dead, and I brought them back to life, the only thing missing is you, I will always be here waiting for you, always coming to see you, every day return"

As night falls, all consciousness should begin, he soars into the air, gathering resurrected people here,

In the moonlit night, these created living dead, they gradually shed their skin and flesh, revealing the bones, and the muscles attached to the skin, they are gone. During the day, the face is complete, the muscles lose water, become dry, and the limbs begin to fall off , Ugly and terrifying, all grinning, with rotting flesh and blood dripping.

Yi You stood on the ruins that had been razed to the ground, looked up at the dome above the sky, and gathered the puppet strings in his hands.

Yi You hates moonlit nights the most, but he also knows that during moonlit nights, where Wang Ling gathers, his power is at its strongest.

Playing with the thread in the hand infuses them with power and creates a false personality for them.

This world is too distorted, you can't see through the mundane world, and you can't find the person you love the most.

Brother, our story is far from over, the dream has not been realized, and there is no chance in this world. I hope that one day you can come to my city to take a look.

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【Penglai Fairy Island】

An illusory black shadow came from a distance and landed at the entrance of the gate of Penglai Xiandao. The black shadow transformed into long black hair and slowly revealed. The man was dressed in a black robe,

Transformed with the clouds and mists, landed on the mist.

Officers and soldiers of the guard at Penglai Xiandao: "Penglai Xiandao welcomes the Lord of the Hall of Yama."

Yan Feng, with a calm expression, silently raised his hand to signal his body.

All the immortal officials of Penglai Xiandao: "Thank you, Lord Yanluo."

"Our Highness, the Lord of the Island, has been waiting here for a long time, and please invite Lord Yan Luo to follow Xiaoxian."

Yan Feng followed the immortal officials into the Penglai Fairyland. Although it was not the first time he came here, he was still shocked by the beauty of this fairyland

Penglai Xiandao is shrouded in white mist, and the trees, flowers and plants cannot be distinguished clearly, and the fairy shadows flutter and blend with the fog.

The dense fog changes around Xiandao, turning into flying flowers for a while, and crystal clear crystals for a while.

Caressing over treetops, caressing over Yuchi, caressing over palaces.

"Penglai sea peak, the jade standing color does not change.

The solitary root defends the sky, and the cloud bone is broken. "

As Yan Feng walked forward, he looked up at the dome where he was originally, and he had a panoramic view of the Penglai fairyland.

The sea of ​​clouds is one piece after another, and the more you walk in, the more colorful smoke, the magical birds and beasts, and the melodious chirping become more and more lively.

The gorgeous mist floated down.

Yan Feng closed his eyes gently, breathing lightly, the cloud and mist kissed his eyelashes, the slight coolness made Yan Feng feel refreshed, like entering a fairyland.

Yan Feng felt very comfortable in his heart.Just being in a floating sea of ​​clouds, like a wonderful fairyland, is extremely reassuring and refreshing.

I couldn't help expressing emotion: I was in the state of Wangchuan, and I never thought that the love of Penglai was better than that. "

"Xiao Fengfeng, you are so happy. Penglai is beautiful. There is no such magnificent scenery in the six worlds. Then why not stay in Penglai for a few more days. My Penglai is not only beautiful scenery, but also beautiful people."

Jiang Qizhi came to meet Yan Feng from the front, holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hand, colorful and extremely gorgeous, and bursts of fragrance exuded from the stamens, attracting fairy butterflies to come looking for fragrance,

It's supposed to be a beauty that complements the beauty, and it's decorated with flowers, but Jiang Qizhi's gaudy color scheme is really a bit unsightly.