Dust and Ember Song

Chapter 91

The feathers turned into smoke and dust, and the fire was like ashes, and her palm could no longer exert any magic power.

The gust of wind and rain roared fiercely on Cishan Mountain, and the sky in the nearby places was all strange.

At that time, the tiger Qingze was throwing pots in the courtyard. Recently, for some reason, he likes this seemingly elegant and interesting play, but it is actually extremely boring.Seeing the gurgling rain coming from the direction of Mount Ci, he whispered, "I'm afraid I'm busy again."

"Your Majesty, I'm going to walk around the demon world." The ghost servant holding the arrow box in his hand said flatteringly.

Seeing that Qingze closed his eyes, smiled charmingly, and put the delicate arrow into the pot, he was dripping with cold sweat, then put down the box, slapped himself, kowtowed his head, and begged for mercy.

He waved his wide sleeves and stretched out his hand, "Bring the arrow."

The ghost servant reflected secretly, this time he escaped a catastrophe, it is better to keep silent in the future, he thinks he is unlucky.

"Do you think that woman is still in Mount Ci, is she still with that sissy monster..."

The ghost servant's scalp is numb. Before today, it was just a low-level servant of Fusang Palace, only doing cleaning work.It seems that Qingze became furious that day when Shengzhou Mountain Lord refuted Qingze's face, killing most of the ghost servants with his hands, and the number of ghost servants in Fusang Palace was greatly reduced.Afterwards, the ghost servants shirked their reluctance to serve beside the tiger, but they never slacked off and kept silent, watching the bully being pushed here.

He didn't dare to answer, and thought that if he really didn't answer, he might be despising the tiger, what should he do...

"My lord... small... small... I don't know..."

"How should I face her, I should kill her, I should keep her, I should..." His hair crown was newly made, and because he was not used to it, he always straightened it subconsciously, but in fact it was never crooked.

He suddenly lost interest in having fun, and stepped into the Fusang Palace, a dungeon made of giant spirit stones from the East China Sea. It seemed that only there could he be free from scruples. He suspected that he had always been a rebellious person, and would never change because of a woman .

The ghost servant guarding the dungeon said, "Your Majesty, do you want to dispose of this waste?"

In the cold stone cage, a scarred red-haired ghost beast is gritting its teeth and enduring the pain, but there is no trace of fear.It watched Qing Ze squat down, then closed his eyes, deliberately ignoring him.

He was not angry, and said in a deep voice, "Bi Fang, you have followed me since you were a child, and I have treated you well. Why don't you tell me why you stole the pillow."

The trapped animal in the cage still didn't answer, his expression was unthinkable, and he glanced at the ghost servant beside him.When he walked towards the gate of the dungeon, the sound of destroying the whip sounded from behind him.

Within three days, it will disappear without a trace in this world.His footsteps were like being stuck in mud, Qing Ze saw at the gate of the dungeon, a butterfly flew towards him at some point, and he was about to kill it, but when he shot, it turned into tender fingers, and the butterfly entered his palm.

It was a pink and white butterfly, like that woman's skirt, and also like that woman's smile... But that woman had never smiled in front of him.

He let go of the unruly creature that broke into the door of his heart, and ordered the ghost servant who was serving beside him, "Take Bi Fang back to his room to recuperate, and he will be held accountable for the crime of stealing a pillow in the future."

The ghost servant trembled, hesitated, and asked timidly, "...Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this..."

"Do you want me to say it again?"

A burst of cold air hit, and all the ghost servants hurriedly fell to the ground, begging for forgiveness.

Qing Ze sneered, these ghost servants who were afraid of death reminded her of that woman who didn't know what to do and dared to fight him to the death. He was waiting, and now he might not be able to wait.

He hated gold, silver and splendor, hated killing, and began to have a ignorant mind about the love between men and women that he once disapproved of.

If a woman says she wants to take revenge on you and take your life as the thing she must take in life, how should you treat it?In the past, when he was drunk, he spoke drunken words to the puppet in the dormitory, but no one answered.

He himself said, I have lived for so many years, and I have never known why I am alive. If there is a person who can be happy because of my death, maybe I can help her accomplish things.

Bi Fang is his only friend and the only person he trusts. Even though Bi Fang cheated and betrayed him, he was angry and wanted to kill him, but he couldn't kill it after all.

Back then, when Qing Ze was still a child, Bi Convenience accompanied him and carried him to wander around.In the happy days, seeing mountains are mountains, waters are waters, and people's hearts are people's hearts, there are always countless joys.

Until that day, he saw his mother leaning against the arms of a strange man, speaking affectionately.

It turns out that the human heart is the filthiest thing in the world of mortals, a little whitewashed, wearing a mask.

Bi Fang, my wife, Xin Liu, did something wrong to my father, do you think I should expose it?

Aze, you shouldn't go into the affairs of the queen, they are adults, we are just children, how can we understand the thoughts of adults.

But Bi Fang, if the woman you like has an affair with someone else without telling you, will you be sad...

Aze, I still don’t understand, why don’t you ask me when I grow up, then I will definitely give you the best answer.

My mother is a bad person, I must hate her from now on, because she has to pay the price.

The cloudy rain on Mount Ci gradually dissipated, but the black wind was still whispering.

Flowers bloom and fall year after year, crossing mountains and rivers, even if I am tired, I will rush here, Master, Si Xuan is loyal...

Those years lost between you and me can never be found again.

Seeing that Chidi's wound was gradually healing, and the rain washed away the blood, she smiled.In the past, she was clumsy and eager, but now she would gently caress his cheek, and said slowly, "Lie Shan Jinrong, I have paid off the debt I owe you today, don't let anyone hurt you again." ..."

"I really want to go back to the past... I really want to..." She fell beside him, weeping, holding his hand, and murmured, "Gu Nian is just a passerby in the dust of time."

The rain was bitterly cold. He woke up to see the sky was dark and he had a terrible headache.Feeling warm in his palm, he spread out his palm, and the red feather floated into the air and disappeared.

When he got up, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

As if his memory had been torn apart by life, he couldn't remember anything, even his own name, except for a woman named Zhijin.But who is Zhizhi, he can't understand.

He picked up a wooden branch and wanted to lean on it to walk forward, but he didn't know where to go. He saw a fresh greenery all around, full of scenery.

For some reason, his face was full of tears.

The man left a bag at his feet, and he opened it without hesitation. The strange flowers in the bag caused a cloud of black air to flow from his throat. The flowers absorbed the black air, and immediately withered and shattered.

He couldn't help it, he hugged his head in pain, countless memories were intertwined in his mind, and a long-lost red light reappeared in his eyes.

"I am Demon Lord Cishan, I am Zhongyan... I am still Chidi, Lieshan Jinrong."

(End of this chapter)