Sick King and Concubine

Chapter 395 It's All Over (10)
Chu Yu turned his gaze, and then looked at the temple.

Juanjuan stood there, still looking at him with his eyes open, and said clearly, "You are not my father."

Chu Yu smiled and said, "Yes, I'm not your father, I'm Yun Yun's father. You stay well, your father will come."

Juan Juan smashed his lips and said: "I believe my father, he is back."

Chu Yu smiled, then took out a blood-colored jade-like thing from his bosom, and said, "If your father comes, give this to him."

"Yeah." Juanjuan nodded, and then took it with both hands.

Chu Yu glanced at the child, and then swept towards the temple in an instant.

Pieces of jade were split into stone steps and joined together, but there were pieces of jade carvings on both sides, all of which looked like court ladies from Nagato, dragging a glazed lamp in their hands, and candles were lit in the lampshade, and the candle in one of the jade carvings was empty , but Chu Yu saw a half-burned candle next to it.

It was the candle that Osamu Uesugi blew out just now, and now it is still emitting curling green smoke.

As if feeling something, Chu Yu picked up the candle and put it into the hand of the Nagato maid.

As soon as the candle was put on, the flames blazed up, and then as if a mechanism had been touched, with a "click", the door at the end of the long steps suddenly and slowly opened.

Inside the wide-open long door, a stream of light suddenly flashed, and Chu Yu suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he, too, had entered a place like this as piously as if he were prostrating.

Now, is it finally time to repay the crime?
He walked forward step by step, and the cold jade steps carried a bone-piercing chill, bit by bit penetrated into his bones from the soles of his feet, and those complicated memories suddenly rushed up again, overwhelming him.

People in this world all seek the Buddha, so why seek the devil?

Not reconciled to this heart, different from this trip, I can fulfill my long-cherished wish, seeking the devil is like seeking the Buddha.

He has been waiting for this moment, the hope that he can meet again in this long journey, he doesn't care about the future, only cares about whether he does his best.

Ah Ling, I promised you, and I will never leave you alone again.

A sharp blade emerged from the stone steps, Chu Yu stepped on it lightly, and then stood firmly outside the long gate.

"Back then you borrowed my strength, now, yes, it's time to return it."

The voice is solemn and solemn, reminiscent of morning bells and evening drums.

Seeking magic?Seeking Buddha?
The long-cherished wish of those years is finally fulfilled at this moment, and the deal with the devil must bear unimaginable losses.

Apart from Jiang Li, what else can he not lose?

He smiled, and then turned his head. The starry sky and grass fields behind him, the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers behind him, and the utility of life behind him were ultimately nothing compared to the smile waiting for him in front of him.

He will not allow himself to leave her again.

Chu Yu stepped in.

A little starlight projected from the gap above the head, Uesugi stood in the distance, Chu Yu bowed slightly, and said, "Master Uesugi."

After he finished speaking, he walked slowly to the side of the half-person-high incense burner, and then smiled slightly at the child standing beside him.

Yunyun pulled Chu Yu's white robe with one hand, looked up at Chu Yu with his big eyes open, like a little mole.

The father and son faced each other silently like this, and the faint smile on the corner of Chu Yu's mouth gradually faded away. He knelt down, then reached out and stroked his slightly messy hair, and said with a smile, "From today onwards, your name is Chongyun. , Chu Chongyun is your name."

Yunyun's eyes blinked, and since Chu Yu walked in, his gaze never left.

He opened his mouth softly, wanting to call him, but still couldn't come out with a word.

Chu Yu brushed his eyebrows and eyes similar to his with his hand, then opened his arms and looked at him with a smile.

Yunyun watched him quietly for a while, then suddenly threw himself into his arms, Chu Yu caged him with a smile: "Chongyun."

Yun Yun held Chu Yu in his little hands, getting closer and closer, and did not let go at all. The eyeballs soaked in his eyes fell off one by one. He wanted to hold it back, but he couldn't hold it back. With all his strength, he hugged Chu Yu.

Chu Yu hugged him, then stood up, bowed slightly to Uesugi Osamu, then turned and walked out the door.

Outside the main hall, the starlight sank into the sea, and he was standing there in purple clothes holding a scroll. Chu Yu sent Yun Yun to Gucheng's arms. Yun Yun held his arm tightly and refused to let go. With a reassuring smile: "Chongyun, from today on, help me take care of your mother, and wait for me to come back."

Yun Yun still didn't let go of his hand, and Chu Yu just waited for him quietly, Yun Yun finally stretched out his hand and slowly let go, then raised his eyes to look at Chu Yu, and then buried his head in Chu Yu's chest, Arching slightly, she wiped away her tears with Chu Yu's silk white shirt.

Finally, he turned around with red eyes and lowered his head not to look at Chu Yu. Chu Yu smiled slightly, and then put him in Gucheng's arms.

Gucheng looked at Gucheng and nodded.

Chu Yu nodded slightly, and Gu Cheng carried the two children into the distance. After walking far away, Juanjuan said to Yunyun, "Your father is looking at you, why don't you look at him?"

Yun Yun was silent for a while, then said in a muffled voice, "I'm crying."

Cry, don't let him find out.

Chu Yu stood there quietly until they finally disappeared completely, then turned around and entered the temple again.

Standing there, Uesugi Osamu couldn't see clearly, and said, "Follow me."

His figure faltered, and then he walked towards the end of the long hall. His figure was extremely fast, and the sound of the wind swayed the candlelight. Chu Yu turned his head for one last look.

A scorpion.

Only these two words are the deepest obsession.

He turned his head and followed resolutely.

The ever-burning lamps were burning one by one, reflecting the copper walls engraved with intricate patterns on both sides, and passing through the long corridor, a ray of light suddenly shrouded it, accompanied by the sound of hunting wind!
Chu Yu stepped back abruptly, the knife in his sleeve leaped vertically and horizontally, and suddenly jumped up. With a "ding", the flying dagger was suddenly knocked down, but Chu Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly reached out to grab the dagger. The dagger was taken back.

One blade is crimson.

Chixia.

Ah Li!

The blade of the dagger was in the palm of his hand, and the crimson light squeezed into his eyes, causing a slight pain. The handle of the knife in his hand tightened, and then he slammed into the empty hall: "What about her?"

Uesugi stood on the high platform, picked up a stick of incense, lit it and inserted it into the cauldron, saying: "If you don't die, she will be in the eight cold hells. This is the incense of the god of death. When the stick of incense burns out, your wife will probably die too." will die."

Chu Yu's eyes fluctuated from shallow to deep, and he held Chixia tightly. The lights in the slow hall seemed to be scattered all of a sudden, and the knife in his hand used all his strength to chop down!
(End of this chapter)