The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The young Chu Yu died. The virtual world is not over.

The dawn is still far away, and the nightmare-like night has not yet passed. The lucky citymen returned to the palace and prepared to leave for Mount Putuo after the dawn of the day.

It is hard to believe that someone can continue to keep things going after such pains. In fact, Chu Yu seems to have only one body left to walk, and the soul is long gone.

The ink burned in the city and heard a lot of people worrying about it. After all, Chu Yu was so tortured, not to mention whether he would resent, even if he is still willing to take everyone out, but with this Mind, fear is also fierce.

However, not everyone has only oneself in their eyes. It is really sad for Chu, but there are not many, but at least there are.

The crowd groaned in such a hustle and waited for the dawn.

However, earlier than the Rising Sun, it was the familiar cold voice that burst open in the heavy night, and the rumble echoed at the upper end of the enchantment.

This time, the ghost king was not talking to Chu, but to the people in the city.

"The sky will soon be bright, and this seat knows that you want to take advantage of the day and leave the city. However, you really want to be clear? Putuo is far from this, and it is impossible to arrive within one day. Wait until the day. Black, you have to rely on the power of Chu, you can shelter. But can you really protect you?

"Nanny--"

Some children heard this terrible voice, scared to cry, and broke into the mother's arms. Everyone looked up at the sky.

Chu Yu stood in front of the government, but he did not hear it. He leaned back against the flowering tree and hung his eyes.

"His wife and children died because of you. Do you think that he will really protect you? I am afraid that if he plans another plan, it will make you die better than death, so that you can avenge your wife and children. This is human nature... This seat is also I have lived and been a human being. Although there are benevolent people in the world, but only for the sake of making a good name, the human nature is evil, the so-called good people are all figured. If it is forced to a dead end, what is the life and death of others? Hanging teeth?"

The voice of the ghost king is constantly echoing.

"This seat has said before, I did not want to take your life in the city. I know that even if I am a living person, I can also work for my ghosts. If you don't believe, look at him -"

As his voice fell, a dark cloud rushed outside the enchantment, but Xiaoman stood at the top. There was a man standing beside him, the appearance of forty or fifty years old, and the kindness of his life was loyal.

Someone exclaimed: "It’s a small man!"

"It’s a small man! Isn’t he dead?”

"The body was dismembered. At that time everyone saw it. How could this be?!"

Ghost King: "This seat is one of the nine kings of the Ghosts. Although it can't control life and death like the Emperor of the Jurassic, it can also restore the dead to the front. If you work for me, you can accompany your lost relatives." If you are disobedient to me, you will see your wife killing the child, and you will be unable to return to heaven.

There is a dead inside the enchantment.

"Do you really want to believe in him? Believe that he will not harm you and avenge his wife and children?"

"Do you really believe that he can take you to escape from birth and go to Putuo?"

Someone looked at Chu, and the eyes began to leap into the gloomy luster.

Chu Yu finally looked up, he stood alone under the flower tree, and gave them a quiet look. He really didn't know what to say. After a long time, he said: "It is already here, what is the use of you?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha --" Ghost King's creepy shouts echoed over the enchantment. "Great, great, he won't hurt you. If you believe him, go with him. But if it is a letter I--"

His voice is getting higher and higher, almost tearing the human eardrum and straight into his heart.

"If you believe in me, you will be rewarded immediately. I can let your deceased relatives come back to you, as long as you hand over Chu, as long as you give him - give me out! I am deeply vengeful with him. I have nothing to do with you, and I will hand over Chu, you don’t have to leave your hometown and hand over Chu, you can reunite and call him out, and everything will be over."

The ghost king is secluded.

"Before dawn, I am waiting in the city hall."

The sound has disappeared.

From the dead, the crowd slowly gave birth to a strange noise, and everyone looked to Chu Yu. And Chu Yu also looked at them, calm, and even can be said to be peaceful.

Someone began to mutter helplessly: "What to do..."

"What to do, husband, I am so scared..."

"Auntie, I am afraid, I don't want to be eaten!"

What's more, lowering the voice: "The ghost king said it is also good... The so-called good people have pictures. We have seen such a disgusting dog officer before, Chu... Chu Gongzi did nothing at the moment, but You look at him, the soul is not guarded, who knows if he will make any madness afterwards!"

Someone heard his words, but he did not refute it. Instead, he should sneak up: "You said it is good. When he doesn't, he retaliates and swindles all of us! It's not against the water. ”

Suddenly a man rushed out and shouted: "Catch him! Grab him and we will survive!"

There was no one ringing in the air. After a long time, a young woman stood up and stopped in front of him. The voice was soft but firm: "How can a husband be able to report this to the enemy?"

"Get out of the way!" The man slammed the girl down on the ground and screamed at her face. "You stink with a man sleeping, □ no hang, there is a share of your voice? Laozi There are old and young, Lao Tzu can't let his family be wronged! Chu Gongzi, can't help it!"

I am going to go to the hustle and bustle.

Unexpectedly, I didn't take a step, and my legs were stunned. The man bowed his head and was furious: "Do you dare to stop the skunk/you? You want everyone to accompany you to die?"

The girl said indignantly: "Although I am a woman, I can also distinguish between right and wrong. Cats, dogs and dogs know how to repay, let alone people?"

"Go to your mother!"

The man was a few feet on her face and kicked the person straight. At this time, other people are also coming to the Chu, although there are a few people in the crowd who want to block like this brothel girl, but after all, they are weak. Like a floating leaf in the rapids, it was quickly washed away.

"The son - the son, you are going!"

There were also old trembles yelling at Chu: "Chu Gongzi, go! Go! Don't keep it for this group of animals! Go!"

There are also young children's voices: "You don't want to fight, Auntie, aunt, don't hurt the son, don't hurt the son-"

A crowd of people swayed and thundered.

Chu Yu stood alone in the rain, as if he saw a lot of ghosts crawling out of the depths of hell. For a moment, he wanted to leave.

But the eyes fell on the living people who were crying, watching the children who were swearing to discourage the mother, watching the girl who had stood up at the earliest, and had a swollen face, watching the old woman’s white hair shaking in the wind and rain, and More than a dozen sporadic people are facing away from him, trying to stop the city people.

I want to leave, but I stopped.

They are not wrong. If they withdraw the enchantment, these people will die.

It turns out that the most disgusting thing in the world is not the devil, but the weak beasts. They have no ability. In order to live alive, they are covered with human skin and mixed in the crowd. As long as they can survive, they will do everything and say everything. Export.

At the end, I will say: "I just want to live, I am very pitiful, very helpless, and I have any sins."

He used to think that he was sheltered by the kindness of the hand, but he was wrong.

Today, the animals have taken off their own human skin, revealing a bright red, ugly, smirkful face...

Hiding well... hiding deep.

He didn't want to shed tears for the clothes and beasts, but they were so cunning, hiding among the good people, a smile on their faces and a smile, and the powerlessness of laughing and laughing.

- You must save us. If you withdraw the enchantment, we will take the person you want to save, take the person who is grateful to you, and go to **** together.

There is no way you can die of nausea.

It is you who want to be a gentleman yourself. You must be a good person.

Since you have made such a choice, then giving your life to save everyone is what you should do. If you don't do it, you are a hypocrite, a liar. You are a fake high, and your pigs and dogs are not as good.

He seems to hear those people screaming and laughing at the loud voice:

You have no choice. You have no choice!

In the tidal quarrel of the tide, Chu Yu slowly looked up and looked at the sky in the wind and rain.

The sky is finally going to shine.

After a night of heavy rain, the blood on the stone steps of the Chenghuang Pavilion has been washed away. Chu Yu and those who guarded him were **** with their hands and feet and walked toward the temple.

This scene is really sad and ridiculous. Those people will be as strong as Chuan, and they are so complacent that they have reached such a powerful role. But I don't know, in fact, Chu can destroy these ropes into ashes with only one spell.

But he did not do that. He did not eventually remove the enchantment.

The blood of Lin'an has already been enough. He does not want to report his own enmity, and then the innocent people will die.

Then the film, the person who will be envious of the enemy, the person who really treats him, is protected. Before he came to the temple, the ghost king did not show up. Only a candle fire exudes a black smoke, and the disk twists into a human form.

"Why - do not withdraw the enchantment!" At the moment of seeing Chu, the voice was out of anger, "Remove the enchantment!!"

Chu said calmly: "Unless I die."

The black gas made a screaming scream, hoarse and mute: "Chu, you are crazy! You... killed him - killed me - otherwise, after the night, I want all of you to live!"

Dawn is coming.

The layers of white light ignited the endless night.

The ghost king couldn't support himself in the light. He fled into the darkness, and the burning candlelight slammed and ignited.

Chu Yu returned to God, and the Chenghuang Pavilion was built quite high. From afar, the river cage was in the rain and the rain, and the scars could not be seen. It was like the old wind and the spring of Jiangnan.

"Chu Gongzi, can't help."

"It’s not that we are ruthless. It’s really a ruin of the ghost king. He is too deep with you... we have to...”

"I still say so much! After a while, the whole family is waiting to live. Is it important for him alone, or is the life of the big guy important? There is a person who is headed by all beings, he is the end, he said!" ”

Chu night is standing in the distance, watching the man who doesn't know what it is, and his heart is complicated and difficult.

Suddenly his hands covered his eyes.

Chu night Ning whispered: "What?"

"Don't let you see."

"...why?"

"It will be uncomfortable."

Chu night was quiet for a while, and the eyelashes trembled in the palm of the burning heart: "No, it is said that it was two hundred years ago."

The sound of ink burned from behind, gently sighed: "...small fool, then my palm, how is it wet?"

I don't know how long it took, a scent, an hour, or a moment.

Time is ambiguous in this madness and chaos.

When the night of Ning blinked, the enchantment of the Qing dynasty had already dispersed. Chu 洵 fell in a pool of blood, surrounded by people and ghosts. It was a fascinating cloak of human skin, smelling fresh blood.

The rest of the life after the joy of robbing, the sinful heart is like a beast.

The air is filled with the smell of death.

Human, or hell.

It is not so clear.

The crowd slowly dissipated, there will be no ghosts in the white scorpion, they are anxious to go to the belly, anxious to rest, anxious to wait for the ghost king to come again in the night, to examine the dead man in the temple, and then return them to their loved ones. The reward.

In the temple, there are only a few more living people who are weeping.

There is a woman in the brothel, the old man who is full of Huafa, a couple who are dissuaded by the child, a nephew, a scholar, a storyteller, a former rich family, a widow with a young son, and a teacher. ,farmer.

Nothing else.

However, when they were crying, the dead man in the pool of blood, but the eyelashes trembled, slowly opened his eyes.

"The son!"

"Chu Gongzi!"

The smoldering heart trembles, can't bear to say: "Useless... this is..."

This spell has been lost in the world, but it can be seen again in this virtual world.

"This is a curse. He is already dead. He applied this spell to himself before he died." Chu night Ning paused, said, "He has not done anything, and he is still worried about it in the world."

Chu Yu really looked empty, no focus, only said faintly: "Ghosts are sinister, their words are not credible, after the night, they lose the enchantment of the Qing dynasty, and they must be enchanted and smothered. They hope to be able to escape from here. Go to Putuo."

"The son..."

"I have died, I have no chance to accompany you, but I have already condensed my spiritual power, and I have cursed it in the nucleus. You take my spiritual core, and the ghosts can't be close."

The crying is even worse, almost crying.

The ink burning and the Chu nightning are even more discolored.

Spirit nuclear...

That is the crystallization of the same heart...

Business squash slowly lifts up the not yet straightened hand, and according to the business squash, I took the blade and I took it.

then--

Disposed around the "King!!!!", the voices are screaming and vomiting, soaked in blood and tears. "What do you do for the son--!"

The fingers of the dead tear open the cracks of their chests, plunge into their own flesh and blood, hold the heart that is no longer beating, slowly, one inch and one inch, pull out.

The heart is bleeding, and it is beating a golden red flame.

That is the power of Chu Ling Ling, the light that burns the candle to the end.

"Take...and..."

He lifted the burning heart and straightly handed it to the front, not repeating: "Hold...take...to..."

The blood beads rolled down, but they all became a red sea otter flower, and those flowers were burning and dazzling.

"The long road is long, the danger is unpredictable, Chu Yu's life is shallow, can't be as thin as you can, and you can hope for all the kings...

The ink burned and looked at all of this, and suddenly the thorn was on the back, cold sweat.

Scars... this scar! !

He suddenly remembered that Chu’s chest was close to the heart’s position—

There is also a yo!

That is the extremely sensitive place of Chu Xi Ning, how can he forget? Every time I linger on the bed, when he licks the faint scars, Chu’s face will show a fascinating **** desire on his cold face. The burning look feels so exciting, so I always like this. Bullying the people under him.

It was only at that time that he never cared about the past of Chu Xiaoning. He did not ask for the whereabouts of this scar.

In this life, I have to ask, and I am not qualified.