Qinggumen - Knot (Part 2)

"OK"

"That sounds like a good offer."

"But if it were your life, would I be willing to do it?" Song Liubai blinked his eyes and looked harmless.

Liu Han had a bloodthirsty look on his face, and the aura around him was frighteningly low.

Seeing this, Song Liubai turned around and was about to run, quickly making hand gestures.

"go."

"Stop him."

The talisman papers that were originally floating around in the air rushed towards Liu Han.

Liu Han took out the bell from the spiritual sea and shook it three times in succession.

"Ding-ling-ling—ding—"

The paper man that was originally attacking seemed to have slowed down its sprinting movement due to the influence of the bell.

Liu Han touched his dantian and took out a sword from there.

The sword swept across with one move.

He tore up all the talisman papers that were blocking his way, and the air was filled with the scraps of talisman paper.

Liu Han stood up straight from the paper scraps, but strangely, the paper scraps seemed to avoid him like wolves and tigers, not daring to fall on him.

"Ding-ling-ling—ding—"

Liu Han rang the bell to activate the blood formation on the ground.

The blood mist came again, and this time it was even more turbulent than before. Above the blood formation, a blood lotus gradually emerged, and slowly bloomed from its original bud, attracting countless lonely souls nearby.

Liu Han frowned and said, "It seems that you are not ready to accept my conditions."

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of blood-red lotuses emerged from the ground.

It opened its bloody mouth and raised dust, following Song Liubai's steps purposefully.

Song Liubai put his fingertips under his tongue and whistled.

Soon the iron sword flew over, and Song Liubai jumped nimbly and landed steadily on the sword.

Liu Han reached out and caught a piece of paper. He bit his tongue and the blood fell on the piece of paper.

Liu Han had blood in his mouth, which he spat on the bell and shook.

“Ding-ling-ling——”

At this time, the confetti in the air turned into tens of thousands of petals, each one as fast as a flying arrow.

They swarmed towards Song Liubai.

Song Liubai didn't dare to let go of the person he was holding, and jumped lightly to avoid the attack.

But this was no match for the opponent's excessive weapons, and he accidentally cut the back of his hand.

What a hassle.

Song Liubai raised his foot and jumped off the sword, stepping heavily on the ground, and the iron sword cooperated to cut off the surrounding petals one after another.

At this time, Song Liubai took out a piece of red paper with no visible runes from the space bag and stuck it on the iron sword.

"Lei, come here."

“Boom—”

A bolt of lightning struck from the cloudless sky, scattering the petals around it and inexplicably blowing strong gusts of wind.

Song Liubai saw from the corner of his eye that some of the paper figures he had just scattered were still lingering on Liu Han, so he made a hand gesture and chanted, "Paper figures, rise."

Next second.

The paper talismans stood up one after another and took on human shapes. The runes originally drawn on them became the facial features of the paper figures.

The paper figures stared with red eyes, cracked their lips, and clung to Liu Han's arm tightly, saying in unison: "Hahahahahahahaha, we got you!"

Song Liubai chuckled at Liu Han: "These are enough to cause you trouble for a while."

The iron sword pierced into the back of the dazed Liu Han at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom—"

Thunder roared. Dark clouds gathered again, this time with greater force.

Liu Han sighed inwardly and wanted to tear the paper man off his body, but it was too late.

I saw a thunder shape gathering and hitting Liu Han's back mercilessly. Suddenly a burning smell was emitted.

Song Liubai raised his hand to block the view of the person in his arms, and then said: "Under my fourth-level lightning talisman, the Nascent Soul will split the flesh, the bones, and the soul."

"However, this is the first time I've encountered a deal with a demon god, and I don't know how long you can hold out."

“Ding-ling-ling——”

The bell in Liu Han's hand was obviously unable to withstand the strike of lightning, and soon cracks appeared in the round mouth of the bell.

Liu Han lowered his brows and quickly put the bell back into the spiritual sea. The wounds on his body healed quickly, but they could not withstand the speed of the next thunder.

Soon, under several bolts of lightning, large chunks of flesh on Liu Han's spine fell off, revealing his bones.

At this time, a drizzle fell, hitting the ground and stirring up a light dust.

At this moment, Xiao Cha's hearing gradually recovered. He didn't know whether it was dust or rain that fell into his eyes. His pupils moved slightly and he saw two people in the corner who shouldn't be there.

Is that Lin Xingwan...and...Mu Chuan?

Liu Han was restrained by the thunder, his limbs were paralyzed and he couldn't move. He could only watch with his eyes open as the thunder and lightning fell on him again and again.

After a few moves, Liu Han half-knelt on the ground with his legs somewhat weak. The bond bestowed by the demon god in his body was still quickly repairing his injuries, but if he continued to be beaten like this, he was obviously not far from death.

But Liu Han didn't want to die yet...

"Han'er."

"Han'er."

When Liu Han heard the gentle call in his ear, his fingertips trembled and he opened his eyes, full of disbelief.

He didn't dare to look up to see the 'ghost' that appeared in his dreams every night.

Mu Chuan, who was originally trapped under the blood pool, appeared here at some point. His body was covered with scars, but he seemed to feel no pain. He stood in front of Liu Han and took the next thunder for him.

Liu Han felt sad.

He did so much just to get rid of the unclear feelings in his heart.

The hatred of his blood relatives and the love of his substitute made him hate this man to the core.

Liu Han actually laughed at himself, lowered his head, and whispered, "Master, why didn't you seal my memory for a longer time? Why did you make me remember all this? Why didn't you be more cruel and wipe me out early? Why did you leave me to face it?"

"...Master!! Why have you erased and forgotten everything that happened between us?"

"Master." Mu Chuan murmured in a trance.

As far as Mu Chuan could remember, ever since the window paper was pierced, Liu Han had rarely recited this scale so calmly.

He looked for the source of the sound in fear and stumbled to the ground, but he took the opportunity to hold Liu Han's face.

Song Liubai frowned upon seeing this, and stopped controlling the paper figure, letting the lightning fall.

"Master." Liu Han's eyes were calm as he asked, "Did my mother also die in your arms?"

Mu Chuan's eyes were gouged out and he couldn't see Liu Han's expression at the moment.

But after hearing these questioning words, Mu Chuan held his breath and remained silent for a moment, then nodded in response.

Liu Han half-closed his eyes and smiled, then glanced sideways at Song Liubai and the other two standing beside him.

Naturally, I understand that this is the end of all this.

Perhaps soon the Immortal Supervisor Office will come to make a wrong judgment on this chaotic case of the Immortal Sect.

“Master…”

"Disciple will give you a clean name."

As soon as Liu Han finished speaking, he pushed the person away and used his spiritual power to trap the person aside. Then he inserted his fingers into his abdomen and took out a ball emitting golden light.

Mu Chuan felt a warm touch in his hand. After realizing what the liquid in his hand was, fear surged in his heart. He tried to stop Liu Han's actions with urgency, but unfortunately he was still a step too late.

Lin Xingwan may have just experienced an illusion, and her clothes were in a mess. She covered her mouth and looked at the scene in front of her in surprise, "Senior Brother, he..."

Seeing this, Song Liubai sighed slightly, his voice unclear. He said, "It's the Golden Elixir."

Liu Han's golden elixir is incomplete.

This was the aftereffect of being shaped by absorbing the golden elixir of others, and it was destined to cause the person to go astray in the future. However, before it developed to that point, Liu Han took it out and blew it up despite the pain.

“Ka-ka—”

The power of the incomplete golden elixir's self-destruction still exists.

Mu Chuan was protected by Liu Han's last weak magic. He listened to the rumbling in his ears, his empty eyes unable to see the bloody scene before him. He sat down as if he had lost his soul.

Liu Han closed his eyes. Parts of his body and hands were damaged due to the self-explosion. His golden elixir was shattered and his spiritual sea no longer existed. The demon bell fell to the side and broke into pieces. His pupils lost their luster as he watched the blood lotus gradually dissipating in the air.

Without Liu Han's magic restraining him, Mu Chuan supported himself on the ground with his hands and crawled over without caring about the dirt. He gently held Liu Han's corpse in his arms, like an elder coaxing a child to sleep, and let the blood floating in the air stain his face.

"Han'er... uh, wow..."

Mu Chuan's hollow eyes could not shed any 'clean' tears, leaving only two bloodstains, and his suppressed crying voice sounded extremely miserable.

In a trance,

Xiao Cha completely regained his vision, but what came into his sight was Song Liubai's arm.

Xiao Cha pressed down the arm in front of her, and at that moment a tear of blood fell from Mu Chuan's face. The man seemed to be aware of Xiao Cha's presence and turned back to look at her.

Xiao Cha's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt endless and suffocating "despair" from Mu Chuan.

"cough……"

Mu Chuan coughed lightly and moved his lips slightly towards Xiao Cha, but no words came out.

After a long time, Mu Chuan activated the paper talisman that was originally attached to Liu Han.

"I'm sorry to bother you with the mess at the back."

The next moment.

The thunder tribulation brought about by hundreds of paper figures and the explosion of the blood lotus caused the aftermath to sweep across a group of tall buildings of the sect, and even the mountains a hundred miles away were shaken.

Song Liubai pulled Xiao Cha and Lin Xingwan back out of the blood formation in time and used an iron sword to open the barrier, so they were not affected.

………………

The sky was slightly brighter.

The people in the city started their work today as usual.

But the difference is that people’s memories of the past few months are very vague, as if they had had an insignificant dream.

…

Song Liubai watched Xiao Cha and Lin Xingwan struggling to dig a hole with branches.

He said helplessly, "The ashes from the lightning strike are gone, so why would we still need to build a cenotaph?"

Lin Xingwan waved the branch in her hand and deliberately threw mud at Song Liubai, "Hey, Brother, if you don't want to help, forget it."

Xiao Cha ignored the conversation between the two and stared at the smooth wooden board in his hand. He picked up the stone on the ground and started carving. However, the tool was not very handy and he accidentally slipped several times.

Song Liubai squatted beside Xiao Cha, shook his hand, and handed him an iron sword. "Here, use it to dig the soil or carve words."

Xiao Cha shook the iron sword in his hand and smiled.

Such a tsundere.

After a long time.

Lin Xingwan looked at the two wooden signs and asked in confusion, "Why is there a willow carved on the tombstone of Sect Leader Mu Chuan?"

Xiao Cha thought of Mu Chuan whispering in her ear under the blood pool and lost her mind.

He was also confused at the time, but later he understood the relationship between Mu Chuan and Liu Han.

At this time, a strong arm passed through Xiao Cha's armpit and he was pulled up from the ground.

Xiao Cha looked up and saw Song Liubai's jaw.

Song Liubai noticed the gaze on his face, patted Xiao Cha's shoulder and explained: "The ground is cold, don't sit for too long"

Song Liubai then turned his head and feigned disdain towards Lin Xingwan, saying, "Maybe it's just a sect custom."

"It's time to go. Let the sect and the Liuli Sect elders decide what's left."