Article 607

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"Wanning? Wanning!"

He ran around like crazy in the Red Lotus Pavilion, looking for it, but he kept avoiding the lotus pond. Subconsciously, he didn't dare to go to the lotus pond. He didn't dare to go...

But he finally walked over in despair.

Bare feet, stepping on the cold bluestone road.

He stopped a long way away from the lotus pond. From his pale toes all the way up, the last thing he could see was a face that was completely colorless.

With his eyes wide open in confusion, he saw the man lying in the lotus pond in the distance, just like the man he saw almost every day in the last two years before his death in his previous life.

Lying in the depths of the lotus flower, my body has not decayed, my clothes are clean, what is the difference from when I was alive?

……What's the difference! ! !

He walked over step by step.

Close.

Closer.

As long as you go further, you can reach the edge of the pool, and you can clearly see every eyelash of his. Even after death, it seems that his sword eyebrows are slightly frowning, and his phoenix eyes are no longer open.

But he knelt down hesitantly.

His knees hit the stone slab. He knelt and crouched, trembling and trembling for a long time. He suddenly thought of the elixir Liu Laojiao had given him, the elixir that could bring the dead back to life. He was ecstatic, and his fingers and claws trembled and curled up ferociously. , rummaging through the Qiankun bag, he took out the contents one by one.

"Elixir... elixir... I want the elixir that can bring the dead back to life... where is the elixir!!! Where is the elixir?!!!"

After digging through everything, he turned the entire Qiankun bag upside down, not even letting go of the needlework and threads, touching every inch of it.

But no.

The elixir is gone, the elixir is not in it.

Or maybe the collision with Mr. Liu and the elixir he got just now was also a dream?

No, these are all dreams, one after another...

He collapsed, his consciousness was confused and separated. He raised his hands desperately to rub his cheeks and eyelids. He murmured: "No, there are some... I clearly put them in there... the elixir... there are elixirs." ...some...some..."

He searched frantically again, kneeling in front of Chu Wanning's body and searching hysterically. His eyes were filled with terrible light, but his voice became more and more choked and desperate. He finally leaned down The body burst into tears.

"I put it in, I put it in!!"

He brushed away the scattered debris in front of him with a palm, and countless tinkling porcelain bottles rolled down and even broke. He knelt and crawled forward among the broken pieces, and the fragments pierced his flesh and knees. , He didn't care, he crawled towards the man lying in the lotus pond.

He finally took him out of the pool and held the cold body tightly in his arms.

——That was something he had always wanted to do in his previous life, but had never done it.

He was holding Chu Wanning's body. The drizzle was still falling endlessly. The sky was getting brighter layer by layer, but it had nothing to do with them. He was holding Chu Wanning's body and crying. He pressed against his cheek, Kissing the bridge of his nose, eyelashes, and lips.

"Master...please...just listen to me...please..."

At that moment, his figure overlapped with that of the orphan who once broke down and howled while holding his mother's rotting body on the mass grave, begging passers-by to bury him and his mother together.

That year, he was only five years old. A five-year-old child swore never to see his loved ones again, and their muscles and bones rotted and turned into mud in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed, and the thirty-two-year-old Taxian Lord is holding the body of his master, sometimes laughing wildly, sometimes stroking the corpse and crying bitterly.

It was a body that was no different from the one in life. He had done it. He could make the dead look like living people. There seemed to be a faint trace of blood under the skin of the corpse, and it seemed as if it was sleeping peacefully.

This time he did not plead with anyone to bury him and Chu Wanning deep in the ground together.

But Ta Xianjun himself had buried himself alive. On the day after Chu nightning died, he drank a jar of pear blossom white. Every day after that, he was in a tomb of the living dead called Honglian Shuixie. Here, drunken life and dreaming of death. From that day on, he buried himself.

"Master, please pay attention to me..."

"Ink burns!"

"You...just pay attention to me..."

He vaguely heard someone calling him, a familiar voice. It was dark again, so he was like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood. Someone stretched out his hand to him. He choked and held the person tightly, "Don't leave, I won't do any evil or bad things." , I will never make you angry again..."

He grabbed the man's fingers and interlocked with his.

He smelled the faint fragrance of flowers, the fragrance of crabapples.

"I have the elixir that can bring the dead back to life, but I...I don't know why, I can't find it...I can't find it, but can you not leave, please..." He followed regardless. Where the warm body was, he hugged that body and said, "Please, I would rather..."

"I'd rather be the one who dies."

"Mo Ran! Wake up!"

But he couldn't wake up. The pain was deeper than the sea. He was drowning and he couldn't wake up.

His throat was choked with sobs. He hugged the person who called him tightly, and his eyelashes were actually wet: "The person I would rather die is me, Master..."

"Bullshit! What are you going to do! Hey!"

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