Chapter 121 Twins

Since that bloody night, Chu Songjun has been trying to investigate the cause of his parents' death.

Was it the contamination of the outer gods? Was it the hand of the outer gods? Or was there some other reason, a continuation of hatred generated by one's own personality, or was it just bad luck that he happened to be bewitched by some terrifying thing?

After several investigations and reading through paper figures for several years, he finally ruled out most of the reasons.

Recalling his parents' behavior that night, Chu Songjun finally had to admit that perhaps they knew what would become of them after their death and had made preparations for it.

That night they took out the heart and made him a bowl of noodle soup.

The heart of the evil spirit seemed to be connected to the evil spirit's life and control. When he ate the heart, the evil spirits turned into by his parents finally would never hurt him again. Perhaps this was their obsession before they died.

The questions that had been lingering in my mind were also answered in the small ancestral hall that night.

How his parents knew clearly that the heart could control evil spirits, how people turned into ghosts after death, and how ghosts were controlled by people.

They were from aristocratic families and had information about ghosts. It was ridiculous that he had been wandering around for half his life but had never discovered the true inheritance of the Yuzhang Chu family. But was it because he had been unable to detect it, or was it because someone had guessed everything and deliberately concealed it from him from the source?

All the clues can be found in the past, and when all the puzzle pieces are complete, that one, horrible and bizarre guess pops into my mind.

But why?

Their life was so happy and warm before, why did they suddenly want to become ghosts to stay with them?

All the changes came from one person's visit.

That is...

——Chu Songjun looked at the smiling Chu Bingtian!

The muscles on Chu Bingtian's face were still smiling, but his deep black eyes had turned completely cold.

They are indeed related by blood. Chu Songjun and Chu Bingtian have a similar face. They are both handsome, with pupils occupying most of their eye sockets, adding a ghostly and eerie melancholy to them. Their sleeves bulge in the cold wind, and the icy temperature freezes their faces, making them look strange and magnificent.

Chu Bingtian is like the grown-up Chu Songjun. All the blades have been sharpened into his body. Only those who have seen that cold light can see through his gentle mask and glimpse the coldness inside.

But Chu Bingtian was just a resemblance.

He sighed a long breath, frowning with confusion on his face. He whispered, "Your biological father is dead, but I'm still alive. I am your father. No, I should say that I am your real father. I just gave you a life..."

The person behind him spoke at the same time as him, moving closer and closer as he spoke.

"I have carefully given you everything I have. You should be my continuation."

"Why do the deaths of Masanori and Chiharu cross your heart?"

"You still have me! I have always been by your side! Since you were three years old, I have been with you all the way to now. My child, I am your real father!"

Chu Songjun whispered, "Am I... your continuation? What you really need, is an heir who can control ghosts, or a child?"

"…What's the difference? Aren't they all you?" Chu Bingtian replied.

Chu Songjun shook his head and said calmly: "This is different. The difference lies in whether I will destroy the Chu family."

Chu Bingtian's expression paused.

Chu Songjun continued calmly: "But perhaps I don't need your answer, uncle. Everything in the past has answered my question. You want to train me to be your successor, the heir of the Chu family, and a puppet in your hands."

Chu Bingtian chuckled and pointed out: "Is this a bad thing? I have designed the most perfect life for you. You will get everything you need. You just gave up a little, but you got more. Everyone must give up before everyone can gain. This is the theorem of the world. But as my child, everything is different. My child does not need to give up too much to get everything!"

After he finished speaking, the evil spirit next to him who looked exactly like him continued, "Are you blaming me for not giving you the right to choose? But without me, you wouldn't have the right to choose either. Zhengze would impose everything he hoped for on you, including his regrets, his ideals, his hopes, and try to make you look like him."

"Not to mention that he and Zhiqing live in a cabin in the woods, which is only a hundred feet away. In the future, you will need to fetch water, boil the stove and cook, and go to the fields to plant rice seedlings. If you are unlucky or have bad luck, and encounter a disaster or a rampant noble family, you will be injured at best, or die without a burial place at worst."

"What time and opportunity will there be to ponder the great principles, to consider the laws, to plead for the people, and to send them home?"

Chu Bingtian took another step forward and took over the conversation: "My son, if it wasn't my child, what would you have experienced?"

Chu Songjun's expression didn't change much. He just listened quietly. When he heard Chu Bingtian's question, he said softly, "You will experience everything you said. You can't be appointed as an official, you can't survive, you can't go to the city to work, and you can be easily threatened by the noble families. You will become a mask in their hands, a candle on the altar, and become the 'them' you mentioned, an insignificant grass."

"That's why I can never ignore it and try to change it."

Chu Bingtian's eyes gradually became gentle and compassionate: "My son, your heart is too soft. This world has been like this for millions of years. The human heart is a subtle abyss, and the world is an endless and vast arena. There will always be people who want to eat people, and there will always be people who want to be eaten. This is the cycle of nature and a constant in the world."

"But don't be afraid, my son. You live in the Yuzhang Chu Clan. You are my child, Chu Bingtian's, and the most satisfying work of my life. You will have everything... You were born without any chance of suffering."

***

Over Xijing.

It seemed that no one noticed that a thin cloud as light as fog floated up from somewhere in the sky.

Compared with the entire Xijing, it is so small, but it just appears there, even though it is ignored and no one cares.

Under that dark cloud, the entire Xijing has fallen into another frenzy.

The farce in the East Block started when someone passed by the steaming stall, took a look at the items on the stall, and asked, "How much is one?"

The stall owner responded enthusiastically: "Two cents for one, five cents for three, would you like one, sir?"

The man was really hungry. He swallowed his saliva and stared at the thing. His stomach, which had been aching from hunger in the past, seemed to be hungry again. He said, "Give me three."

"Okay!" the stall owner said happily.

Three, and three more. Three, and three more.

There is something spreading like a contagious disease.

More and more people gathered around, three, three more.

The stall owner was holding the coins in his hand and could no longer continue to sell. The entire stall was robbed, followed by the next door and the whole street.

An invisible, expanding desire took control of everyone's mind like a plague.

Something emerged from their bodies and slowly penetrated into the dark cloud floating over Xijing. The dark cloud rolled happily and continued to expand, as if something horrible was brewing inside.

Until a fat man suddenly picked up the chopping knife at hand, and aimed his scarlet and terrifying eyes at the person who was eating raw meat in his shop without any scruples.

He roared angrily, and chopped down with the sharp light in his hand, and blood spurted out like a flower.

A scream that no one heard suddenly broke out!

Following behind the crowd, a terrifying and mysterious creature covered with rotten flesh let out an angry roar at the monster flowing with lava and plasma!

***

"Are you born without suffering?"

Chu Songjun repeated Chu Bingtian's words.

"But as your child, Chu Chenghong has already experienced the pain of death."

Chu Bingtian's face was still very gentle. He said with regret: "Chenghong is just unlucky. What a pity."

“Hahahahaha…” Chu Songjun laughed softly, his chest shaking with his movements. Xiao Ling steadied herself fearfully and said worriedly, “Hero, are you okay? If you feel uncomfortable, let’s go quickly and don’t talk to a madman!”

Chu Bingtian's brows slowly frowned.

Suddenly, everyone heard another childish laugh. Chu Bingtian subconsciously turned around to look, and saw that the evil spirits holding hands behind him were laughing together.

Their laughter filled the room.

The sky became completely dark.

The laughter was strange and crazy, and was particularly terrifying in the silent Dali Temple.

Xiao Ling and Wang Youyu moved in unison and couldn't help but dodge.

Chu Bingtian, who was surrounded by them, did not feel scared. Instead, he just asked curiously, "My son, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at how ridiculous this world is." Chu Songjun looked Chu Bingtian up and down, and then looked left and right at the evil ghost beside Chu Bingtian that seemed to be dripping with blood. He said, "It's similar, too similar, really too similar."

"This is my second uncle, Chu Bingdi, right?"

The evil ghost Chu Bing was startled when he was called.

Chu Bingtian slowly raised his eyebrows: "That's right."

Chu Songjun asked, "Is Second Uncle also unlucky? I've also seen Third Uncle's tablet in the ancestral hall. His names are Chu Zhengjun, Chu Zhengze, Chu Zhengjun, Chu Bingtian, and Chu Bingdi. Are you brothers? But how can brothers become evil spirits that follow you around?"

Chu Bingtian suddenly realized: "So you are curious about this. Yes, it is time for you to be curious about this. I was wrong before and did not teach you this knowledge. But now that you are curious, I will naturally tell you."

Chu Bingtian's face was gently introduced under the light: "The Chu family's secret method of controlling ghosts can only be successful if a blood relative is used as a ghost. After all, evil ghosts are difficult to tame. Only relatives who have lived together since childhood can connect with the ghost controller. However, even so, this secret method is easy to be damaged. If a close person turns into an evil ghost, it may backfire. But fortunately, you don't need it now. Everything is in the past, and your talent has been proven."

Chu Bingtian pulled Chu Bingdi over. Chu Bingdi stared at Chu Songjun with his scarlet eyes. He was a beast that devoured people, but now he was being manipulated obediently: "This is your second uncle."

Chu Bingdi had a face exactly the same as Chu Bingtian's, but the expressions on his faces were different. His cold eyes looked at Chu Songjun without any emotion as Chu Bingtian instructed, without the slightest fluctuation.

"He doesn't like to talk to people. He has been like this since he was a child. It was like this when he lived in the house, and it was like this when he stayed by my side after his death." Chu Bingtian stroked Chu Bingdi's hair affectionately: "I taught him to talk before, but unfortunately there was no one to talk to him. My son, I see that you get along well with the servant ghost in your shadow. You can talk to him in the future."

"Live in the house?" Chu Songjun was stunned.

Chu Bingtian was somewhat helpless. He teased, "My son, if he talks to others, he can't be considered the closest person. The closest person must be raised from childhood. Didn't you almost become Chenghong's closest person back then?"

"You are the person closest to him, but you made him into a ghost?" Chu Songjun sneered.

Chu Bingtian stretched out his hand, and Chu Bingdi placed his hand on Chu Bingtian's. Chu Bingtian's voice was filled with helplessness, and his tone was so gentle that it sounded like he was teaching a child: "It is precisely because we have an inseparable blood relationship that we are the closest people."

"His death was a truly meaningful death."

The two of them stood together, and under the blurred light and shadow, they seemed to blend together.

If twins are born, one must be raised as a ghost as a helper. If twins are not born, it means that there is no blessing and it must be borrowed from outside. What to borrow? Borrow the life of a blood relative.

The reason for Chu Chenghong's death was that he was not lucky enough to be born with half a body, so he was killed by the evil ghost during the subsequent training.

So that's how it is. After Chu Chenghong died, Chu Bingtian could no longer have children for some reason. Not only did he set his mind on Chu Zhengze's child, but Chu Zhengze also set his mind on him? Therefore, his parents were willing to turn into evil spirits and dig out their hearts.

Chu Songjun himself is not only the heir of the mark left by Chu Bingtian, but also the child that Chu Zhengze has spent all his ambition to shape.

"Ha... this world is really hopeless." Chu Songjun murmured to himself.

Chu Bingtian's voice was extremely distant, but it was also filled with unquestionable certainty: "Don't worry about it, because...death is the meaning of their existence!"