Chapter 57 Huaihua Machinery Factory 15

It was easy to get out, but it was difficult for Xingjian to find the way back. He returned along the same route, but all he saw was the gloomy locust tree forest. He did not see the path he had taken to come out. Under the midday sun, the gloomy atmosphere in the forest had dissipated for the most part, and several children in flowery cotton-padded jackets were playing hide-and-seek in the woods.

Xingjian was at a loss and lay alone on the recliner thinking about how to get home.

It was noon, the time when the workers were eating together in the cafeteria. Xingjian always liked the spicy chicken in the cafeteria. Cheng Yan arrived at the stall early to pack two servings for Xingjian to take back. The spicy chicken in his hand had just been beaten.

Suddenly, his whole body shook, and the blood drained away from his face instantly. Cheng Yan felt that the connection between him and Xing Jian had just been severed.

The plate in his hand was thrown aside with a bang, and then he walked out without looking back.

"Brother Cheng, where are you going?" Chen Zhigang, who was following Cheng Yan, looked at the man whose expression suddenly changed and was a little confused. What happened now?

Wasn't he just fine just now, letting me take lunch to my wife at home? How come he didn't even want the food and just ran away?

Watching Cheng Yan disappear at the canteen door, Chen Zhigang took the plate he left behind, paid, packed it in a plastic bag, and took it back to his dormitory.

Almost instantly, Cheng Yan did not hide his non-human identity. He flashed and teleported to his own courtyard. He searched every room but could not find Xing Jian. The black energy on Cheng Yan's body was almost unsuppressible, and even his human form was difficult to maintain. Half of his cheek revealed strange wooden texture.

Xing Jian, sleeping peacefully in his recliner, was awakened by the rustling of leaves. He didn't notice anything was wrong in his daze, and after a few seconds of stunned silence, he suddenly sat up and looked around. It was winter, and there were only bare branches. Where did the leaves and the sound of wind come from?

The rustling sound of leaves was like poisonous snakes drilling into Xingjian's brain. Even covering his ears could not stop the sound from coming.

Suddenly, a pair of warm big hands covered Xingjian's ears, and in an instant, the annoying rustling sound disappeared. Xingjian looked up at the owner of the big hands. Cheng Yan was lowering his head, and the expression on his face was hidden in the shadows and could not be seen clearly.

Xing Jian chose to strike first and yelled at Cheng Yan, "Who told you not to take me out to play? I can't find my way back home once I leave the house. What if I get lost?"

Seeing Xing Jian with his hands on his hips and looking sullen, Cheng Yan reached out and poked his pouting mouth, which was so tight that it could hang a bottle of oil on it. "Really? Didn't Xiao Xing just run away randomly and want to leave me?"

"Hmph!" Xing Jian turned around, avoiding Cheng Yan's fingertips, and looked at Cheng Yan with a hint of grievance in his eyes.

What Cheng Yan couldn't bear to see the most was Xing Jian's tears. When he saw the slightly red corners of his eyes, he began to apologize repeatedly and agreed to many of Xing Jian's unreasonable requests.

Seeing how forcefully Cheng Yan apologized, Xing Jian naturally chose to forgive him. Just as Cheng Yan was pulling Xing Jian's hand to take him back, Xing Jian interrupted him and said, "Don't go yet. I just ate buns at the bun shop under the bridge and didn't pay. Come with me and pay."

Xing Jian took Cheng Yan's hand and walked towards the bridge hole. Cheng Yan's hand was still warm in his hand. Xing Jian looked up at Cheng Yan who was walking beside him. He was not afraid of the midday sun at all and did not look like a so-called evil ghost at all.

Seeing Xingjian looking at him from time to time, Cheng Yan's heart was beating fast. He thought silently in his heart that as long as they wait until next spring, he and Xiaoxing will be together forever, and no one can separate them.

Walking along the path by the river, the population became increasingly sparse, and even the surrounding street vendors were almost nowhere to be seen, but Xingjian did not stop.

The two walked to an open space by the river, and Xing Jian stopped. However, Cheng Yan did not see the bun shop he mentioned.

"Xiaoxing?" Cheng Yan reached out and turned Xingjian's head, forcing his eyes to look at him. The formation under his feet instantly lit up with a strange red light.

Cheng Yan could see Xing Jian's lips move slightly, but he didn't hear what he said. He stared at Xing Jian's lips, which were turning pale, over and over again. Then, the young man beside him suddenly pushed him into the center of the formation. At this moment, he realized what his little Xing had just said - "I'm sorry."

Xingjian's lips moved again and he uttered those three words again.

Cheng Yan looked at the formation under his feet, and then looked at the two people walking out of the bridge. He didn't say anything, but his eyes turned red instantly, and his dark pupils stared at Xing Jian's eyes without letting go.

Suddenly, the originally condensed human figure turned into a ball of black mist and rushed back and forth in the middle of the formation. Master Luo also jumped out and threw countless talismans into the formation. The black mist could be condensed into a large ball at the beginning, but after several battles, it gradually became broken.

Xing Jian stood in place and saw Cheng Yan's prototype for the first time. The black fog dissipated, and a human figure made of vines stood in the middle of the formation, with twisting branches all over his body.

Suddenly, a branch broke through the constraints of the formation and, like a black lightning, cut off one of Master Luo's arms. Master Luo endured the severe pain and threw the copper coin sword in his hand towards the Star Sword closest to him.

Steadily taking the copper coin sword, Master Luo roared, "Hurry up! The formation is about to collapse. Use this sword to pierce the man's chest and kill the evil spirit. Otherwise, not only the machinery factory, but the entire Huaihua Town will become a sacrifice for his blood sacrifice."

Before Master Luo could finish his words, the originally very solid formation was broken. Almost instantly, the monster made of vines flashed to Xingjian's side. Xingjian raised the copper coin sword in his hand and pressed it against Cheng Yan's chest.

Feeling the burning sensation of the copper coin sword, Cheng Yan did not retreat, but said in a strange and gentle voice: "It's okay, Xiaoxing, it's okay."

Cheng Yan held Xingjian's hand, and the man and the monster hugged each other. The copper coin sword in Xingjian's hand pierced Cheng Yan's chest.

Before Master Luo came closer, Xing Jian raised his hand, and something in his palm, emitting a faint light, slapped Cheng Yan, who was about to disappear.

By the time Master Luo and Li Weiguo surrounded him, Cheng Yan's body had already disappeared from the spot.

Li Weiguo used his coat to bandage Master Luo's injured arm.

At this moment, Master Luo's originally young face aged instantly. Xingjian stared at the face that looked to be in his forties, thinking that this was the true face of Master Luo.

"You, what was in your hand at the end?" Master Luo's eyes were sharp and he saw it clearly. When the evil ghost disappeared, Xingjian raised his hand and slapped something on the soul of the evil ghost. He spat out the blood foam from his mouth and pointed at the young man in front of him with a trembling finger.

"Director, Master Luo has lost too much blood and is talking nonsense. Let's send him to the hospital." Xing Jian looked anxious and did not respond to what Master Luo said.