Chapter 36 How Should Humans and Ghosts Live in Harmony? I love you, I love you to death...
The sense of danger was so close, a giant creature reaching out from the darkness, pressing its fingers to his chest, begging for his heart.
Pieces of red lines spread out behind Xiangliu, turning into the extended hem of his clothes.
He had a head full of red hair and a pair of blood-red eyes. His extremely rich fragrance seemed to be burning up as if ignited by a raging fire, and was about to turn into a grand firework that would bloom in front of Zhu Huai, with a dizzying smell of blood.
Zhu Huai's heartbeat quickened, his eyes flickered, his face flushed, and he was being held tightly. If he hadn't said it, perhaps this scene would have truly felt like courting his beloved.
"Give me your heart." This sentence itself is an extremely gentle love word.
But if this sentence is changed to: Give me your heart (physical meaning), then the scene at this moment suddenly loses its ambiguous expression and becomes cruel and terrifying.
Zhu Huai swallowed, he could clearly feel the murderous aura coming from Xiang Liu.
But there was only murderous aura, but no killing intention.
This made him, who was almost heartbroken, slowly calm down. He realized that Xiangliu didn't want to kill him because he hated him.
In front of such an evil ghost, when even his heart was about to be dug out, he was still thinking about these things in his mind. Zhu Huai wanted to smile bitterly, and he even admired himself.
Zhu Huai said, "You want my heart?"
Xiangliu lowered his eyes and stared at Zhu Huai greedily. He couldn't help but want to move over and kiss him, but Zhu Huai raised his hand and pushed him away.
Zhu Huai felt a chill on his chest. He saw a jade-white hand pressed against his chest. When this hand, which was much larger than an ordinary person's, pressed hard, a slightly cool touch and a slight tingling sensation came together.
A trace of blood oozed out of Zhu Huai's chest. The coolness was Xiangliu's body temperature, and the stinging pain was the hands that gradually cut open his flesh and blood, trying to dig out his heart.
Xiang Liu said, "Zhu Huai, I don't want to hurt you."
His voice was gentle, revealing an intense, undisguised desire, and the love in his eyes was almost overflowing.
Zhu Huai had never doubted how much Xiangliu loved him. Could it be that this was love to the extreme that made him want to kill him?
"This is what you call love. You want to kill me?"
Zhu Huai picked up the evil-killing whip and swung it at a very close distance. His hand trembled for a moment.
Xiangliu didn't show any intention of avoiding, but stood there and was hit hard with a bright smile on his face.
Zhu Huai had never thought that he would actually attack Xiang Liu. He gritted his teeth and said, "Get out of here!"
The slight stinging sensation slowly turned into pain deep in the ribs, and that pain appeared for a moment before being suppressed by some force.
Zhu Huai could only hear the trembling of his own heart, as if he was screaming for help at the top of his lungs.
Xiangliu said: "I don't want you to feel pain."
He lowered his eyes, looking at Zhu Huai with his scarlet eyes, and the expression on his face was still gentle.
But such gentleness was gradually stained with an indescribable distortion, like a thread of blood emerging from under the flowers, overwhelming Zhu Huai.
"But I don't like you rejecting me either." Xiang Liu said, "Isn't it good here? You will have family and friends who love you here.
The ghost world is so vast, even more vast than the human world that the living love. This is the most suitable home for you."
His voice seemed to be outlining some beautiful vision, but it could not erase the cruelty of what he did to Zhu Huai.
"This is a den of ghosts, this is indeed a den of ghosts." Zhu Huai struggled, he pinched his fingers and made a hand gesture, and talismans flew towards Xiangliu, but he easily slapped them away.
The bony hand was still pressing on his chest. Xiangliu looked at the resisting Zhu Huai as if he was looking at a naughty partner.
"You are my wife, so naturally you have to stay here with me."
Having said this, his voice paused, and an indescribable malice suddenly surged up so clearly, like a shark lurking under the water, biting its prey fiercely.
"Or do you prefer to go back up there and stay with that loser?"
Zhu Huai paused and said, "Are you Prime Minister Liu's heart? But you two should be one."
He finally figured out what was happening. Liu Xiang's lost clone had a disagreement with him and developed his own thoughts!
And this heart that beats because of Zhu Huai will naturally keep the only person who can awaken him in the boundless ghost den and accompany him forever.
Zhu Huai's scalp almost tingled. He said, "You... betrayed Prime Minister Liu?"
"Betrayal?" Xiangliu said in a mocking tone, "Is that loser worth my betrayal?"
He seemed to have a lot of opinions about Xiang Liu. When Xiang Liu's attention was diverted, Zhu Huai took the opportunity to quickly escape from his palm.
He could already feel the evil ghost's fingertips piercing through his flesh and touching his heart. The touch at that moment was almost numb, as if in the next second, Xiangliu would really dig out Zhu Huai's heart and make him stay in this place forever.
"Have you forgotten? Zhu Huai, I am your contract master. You may not remember, but all the lost memories of that loser are with me."
Xiangliu's words shocked Zhu Huai. There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes, but he suppressed it tightly.
Xiangliu continued, "Humans are made up of memories and emotions."
He slowly approached Zhu Huai, and his gentle voice, with a hint of temptation, slowly reached Zhu Huai's ears, making him almost at a loss as to what to do.
"And all his memories are here with me, all his emotions are here with me."
Xiangliu looked at him, a deep dark light flashing across his eyes: "You have already died once."
Zhu Huai raised his head and looked at Xiangliu in front of him. He was speechless for a moment and didn't even know what to say.
Xiangliu knew that he had died before, and he was reborn, and he remembered everything that happened in his previous life?
Every move made by Xiangliu in front of him was indeed more like the Xiang Liu who once imprisoned him deep in the Liu residence. But if that was the case, then what was going on with Xiang Liu?
Xiangliu slowly approached Zhu Huai. He licked the blood on his fingertips, a smile on his face: "I am the real me with my memories and emotions. But what kind of real me is that loser?"
"You seem to hate him." Zhu Huai said, "But no matter what, you should be one."
"Hate him?" Xiang Liu smiled coldly and continued, "If I have the chance, I will kill him."
Zhu Huai suddenly raised his head, and Xiang Liu said, "Does it sound surprising? He was the one who killed you. Shouldn't I kill him and resent this incompetent waste?"
Zhu Huai was silent. Xiang Liu continued, "If I had met you first, you would have been mine long ago."
He ate up the blood carefully, and his blood-stained lips looked a little weird.
Zhu Huai took a step back. He felt a cold and wet touch on his chest as if there was a leak of air. Zhu Huai had indeed leaked air in the physical sense. Things had developed to this point, and even Zhu Huai was a little confused, but he certainly didn't want to die like this.
Xiangliu pressed forward step by step, and Zhu Huai swung the evil-killing whip at him. This time, his whip was held by Xiangliu with one hand.
"Since you said you love me, then why did you want to kill me?" Zhu Huai said.
Xiangliu laughed softly and said, "Because I am a ghost."
He said, "I love you, Zhu Huai, but... if you died, you could stay with me in the ghost den forever. Do you really want to return to the Liu family with this living body and stay with that loser?"
"I've had enough, shut up right there." Zhu Huai couldn't help but say, "Stop calling yourself a waste!"
Xiangliu said, "He is a waste."
Seeing that Zhu Huai was really angry, Xiang Liu narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an inquiring expression: "My dear, you were almost killed by me, but you never looked so angry. But when I mentioned him, you became unhappy like this."
The expression on his face was extremely gorgeous, like a venomous snake: "You really like him."
The slightly displeased voice echoed in Zhu Huai's ears, and he was so frightened that cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.
As if it was jealousy, or some dark and obscure emotion, the sound of blood surging was heard, and countless blood vessels gathered here.
Zhu Huai felt that everything in front of him seemed to be undergoing some kind of change. The floor beneath his feet changed from hard to soft with a hint of toughness, vibrating under his feet. When Zhu Huai stepped on it, he seemed to be able to feel the delicate and sticky touch.
Everything around him was changing rapidly, no longer as "normal" as before. Whether it was the walls, the ground, or everything within sight, they were all rapidly changing, shedding their disguises and beginning to reveal their true faces.
Xiangliu in front of him seemed a little unhappy. His emotions affected the surrounding environment, causing Zhu Huai to feel pressure. It was no longer as flirtatious as before, and there was still a hint of relaxation left.
Zhu Huai finally understood Xiangliu's thoughts. As a living person, Zhu Huai could only be with the Liu family's gods.
But after his death, Zhu Huai could live in the ghost cave and stay with the ghost in front of him for a long time.
But Zhu Huai still has family and friends in the human world, as well as an unfinished career and life. Even if Xiangliu can give him everything he wants in the ghost cave, in the long run, if Xiangliu thinks he cannot satisfy Zhu Huai's desires, then what will happen next?
Zhu Huai didn't dare to think about it, nor could he gamble. Moreover, although he had died once, the feeling of death was not comfortable. Zhu Huai didn't want to lose this life that he had worked so hard to win again. He said, "I don't want to die."
Zhu Huai did not deny Xiang Liu's feelings for him, nor did he accuse Xiang Liu of anything. He just said, "Xiang Liu, come back with me and merge with Xiang Liu again. Isn't that good?"
There was a hint of pleading in Zhu Huai's eyes. Xiang Liu didn't say anything, but just smiled gently. At that moment, the biggest gap arose between them.
Zhu Huai lightly made a hand gesture, and all the spiritual energy in his body surged. At this moment, his eyes were sharper than ever before:
"Your behavior is too extreme. If it's really like you said, and the person who first appeared in front of me was you, maybe I wouldn't be willing to go with you."
His words were so ruthless that Xiangliu's expression changed slightly. The evil-killing whip in Zhu Huai's hand emitted an extremely bright light, like a heavy blow that split the illusion, making everything in front of him quickly dissipate.
Zhu Huai opened his eyes, vomited a trace of blood from his throat, covered his mouth and coughed. His body quickly weakened.
Beside him, the black-haired merman also slowly opened his eyes. Zhu Huai breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Liu Xiang, he felt a sense of security in his heart.
However, when he met those crimson eyes, Zhu Huai's heart sank. The "Prime Minister Liu" in front of him smiled and said, "You are so naughty."
There was a hint of danger in his blood-red eyes: "But I really like you like this, Zhu Huai."
Zhu Huai observed the surrounding environment and found himself lying in front of the altar. The mermaid in front of him also changed its appearance at this moment.
"You took advantage of Prime Minister Liu's sleep to control his other clones?" Zhu Huai's heart was filled with alarm.
There seemed to be something wrong with Liu Xiang's sudden sleep, and he even suspected that this was caused by Xiang Liu in front of him.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Zhu Huai stepped back and saw an altar with blood-red hair behind him, and the incense in front of the altar was burning slowly.
Looking at this scene, a hint of deep thought flashed across his eyes.
Xiang Liu in front of him slowly approached him: "I am the real body. As the heart, I can control other clones. Isn't it natural?"
"I failed this time, but it doesn't matter, Zhu Huai. We still have a lot of time. You love me so much, you will definitely come back to save me."
As Xiangliu spoke, he stretched out his hand towards him. At this moment, Zhu Huai quickly plucked the incense on the altar.
After breaking one of the strands, the mermaid in front of him had a slight flash in his eyes, with gold and red alternating in his eyes. The ghostly hand was almost about to grab Zhu Huai's neck, like a lion biting the slender neck of an elk.
Looking at this scene, a golden light flashed in Liu Xiang's eyes. He stepped back without hesitation and broke the arm before the hand touched Zhu Huai.
"Tsk." Xiangliu laughed softly. Seeing this, Zhu Huai quickly broke all three incense sticks. He turned around and wanted to smash the shrine in front of him, but the statue of Xiangliu was enshrined in the shrine.
After some hesitation, Zhu Huai stretched out his hand and used his spiritual power to try to dispel the evil spirit above. With the joint efforts of the merman and Zhu Huai, Xiangliu's will was slowly driven away, and the shrine in front of him changed from a ghost with blood-red hair and blood-red eyes to a god with black hair and golden eyes.
"Are you okay?" Zhu Huai breathed a sigh of relief. He felt his chest was wet. He tore open his clothes and saw five finger marks on his chest.
His trembling heart was beating between his ribs. If he had not woken up in time, Xiangliu might have really dug out his heart.
He turned around and saw the bloodshot in Liu Xiang's eyes slowly fading away. One of his hands was broken by himself. The man didn't care. He just looked at Zhu Huai deeply and continued, "I remember a lot of things."
Liu Xiang's expression was gloomy. He said, "You died once, right?"
Zhu Huai sighed and said, "That was all in my previous life."
Liu Xiang's brows were tightly furrowed. It was the first time that Zhu Huai saw him with such a complicated expression. His eyes were like an ancient well, filled with bottomless emotions.
"I failed to protect you."
Zhu Huai thought, if you were alive, you would of course protect me.
But you're dead, idiot.
Zhu Huai stretched out his hand towards Liu Xiang, but the tall figure took a step back, and a flame suddenly appeared out of nowhere and burned his body.
A voice came from the flames: "Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
Liu Xiang's expression was calm, but Zhu Huai was shocked. "What on earth are you doing? Are you schizophrenic or something? Even if you are schizophrenic, you wouldn't kill each other!"
Zhu Huai wanted to rush over to put out the fire, but Liu Xiang, who was in the blaze, looked unusually calm. He said, "This is a heart fire."
The wet and salty scent of sea water slowly emanated from his body, and drops of water bubbles seemed to float up from the depths of the seabed, and in the blink of an eye turned into a heavy rain, slowly soaking the mermaid.
Water and fire counteract each other, and fortunately, the one standing before Zhu Huai was a clone of the water phase. But even so, many hideous burn marks appeared on Liu Xiang's body.
With a "pop", a little mermaid floated in front of Zhu Huai. It seemed a little tired, lay on his shoulder, hugged his neck tightly, and stared at Zhu Huai.
"You can only be mine." Liu Xiang said, his eyes full of stubbornness: "I am sorry for what happened in the last life, but you can't leave me."
Liu Xiang is an extremely stubborn person who thinks he is the protector of Zhu Huai.
But Zhu Huai's death in his previous life made him full of frustration and pain at this moment. He could not accept that Zhu Huai had died once, nor could he accept his own incompetence.
At this moment, Liu Xiang was full of guilt towards Zhu Huai. He failed to protect Zhu Huai. He was heartbroken and just wanted to keep a closer eye on Zhu Huai. However, he was the one who hurt Zhu Huai again in this life.
Even if the other party was his lost heart, Liu Xiang could not deny that if he really died and turned into a ghost, then he would definitely... do that kind of thing.
Liu Xiang's eyes flickered. Zhu Huai reached out and pinched his face, then said to Liu Xiang, "So that's the case? How are you going to compensate me?"
The little mermaid blew out a bubble and was about to speak when a series of hurried footsteps came towards them.
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The author has something to say: Xiangliu: has memory + emotion, is a heart, but is dead
Liu Xiang: alive, and is the real husband in name only, but he has lost his memory
What is Zhu Huai’s choice?
Zhu Huai: Combine them into Da Liu Xiang for me, damn [clown], stop killing each other! ! ! !
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