Chapter 48: The Guanyin statue seems to be stained with blood. Then I will stop you.
Zhu Huai was still wondering where he had come to inexplicably. After hearing the words coming from outside, he immediately realized that it seemed to be an important moment. Xiangliu seemed to be communicating with someone.
Who is he talking to?
Zhu Huai no longer cared about the blood in front of him. He sat obediently in the blood on the ground. He looked a little pitiful in his naked appearance, like a pearl curled up in a bloody dark room, slowly being swallowed by the surging flesh and blood around it.
He was covered in blood, and the soft blood threads hung down like heavy gauze curtains, but they had a warm and sticky touch.
Zhu Huai only felt that everything around him seemed to be slowly warming up, as if his blood and bones were slowly melting in someone's mouth.
Zhu Huai could only keep pulling off the blood threads wrapped around his body, and then watch them slowly crawl up, teasing him like a cat playing with a mouse.
Zhu Huai seemed to be placed in a palace of flesh and blood composed of flesh, red silk and blood vessels.
The touch from the soles of his feet and the blood that slowly spread across his skin, gently licking his hands and feet like a lover's kiss, was almost enough to drive him crazy.
However, this was not the first time Zhu Huai had seen these things. After thinking of Xiangliu's true form, he would use less force when stepping barefoot on the heavy and thick pads of flesh.
He was trapped inside the heart and could only allow those tiny tentacles to surround him, but he didn't dare to move or fight back, for fear of accidentally hurting this huge heart.
After all, if the most vulnerable part of a loved one is right in front of him, who can bear to harm such a heart?
Be patient, and once he gets through this time and crawls out, he will teach Xiangliu a lesson!
Through the membrane between flesh and blood, he seemed to be able to vaguely see the scene outside, as if he was witnessing a 3D movie.
His current situation was too special. He seemed to be isolated in a space separated from the outside world. Listening to the conversation coming from the front, it was as if he was really trapped in another person's mind.
"Oh? That sounds good, but why did you come to me?"
Outside the house, a red-haired demon sat on a lotus pedestal. The crown on his head had several golden embellishments, sparkling and dazzling.
The blood-stained mask fell down, covering the beautiful face. The power of the heart flame fell on top, making it impossible for others to see His true face through that layer of power.
He has two horns on his head and an evil aura. His blood-red eyes are faintly reflected from under the mask, giving people an extremely dangerous and aggressive feeling like red magma.
"You're joking. Ever since you appeared in the ghost den, everyone knows that you are the ghost god who now dominates the ghost den and kills the ghost king."
A figure in a black robe said this. He looked a little strange, with two other heads growing on both sides of his neck. The main body in the center had a gentle face and sincere eyes, while the heads on both sides had one eye closed, and the other had both eyes completely closed.
He looked extremely strange. Zhu Huai had never seen anything like it before, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.
At this moment, Xiangliu continued:
"Unfortunately, I don't need to cooperate with a beast. Your master is just a lowly straw dog in front of me."
He opened his mouth calmly, and every word that came out of his mouth was so harsh that it was frightening. The person below immediately held back what he was about to say, and then his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his neck felt like it was burning!
"Asshole, asshole! You don't know what's good for you!"
A head with one eye open cursed, "Do you think you've truly conquered the Ghost Den? I'm telling you, the gods have sensed what's happening in the Ghost Den and are ready to siege you, the ghost god!"
"In a few days, you will die."
A head with closed eyes said, "I have predicted your future. If you don't cooperate with us, you will have only one fate."
The three heads were talking in a flurry of voices. The head in the middle pushed aside the two chattering ones beside it, stepped forward and said, "I know you have killed many ghost kings, but those so-called sacrifices to the gods are not something that can be easily resolved.
They have already set their sights on you, so why don't you cooperate with us?"
He whispered, "As long as you cooperate with us, our master can assist you. First, we will secretly kill those weak sacrificial gods, and then slowly eliminate the remaining gods."
"In this way, there will be no more sacrifices to gods in the ghost cave. You will control the ghost cave, and we will control the human world. We will not interfere with each other. What a harmonious scene it will be."
"To show our sincerity, we can first remove one of the sacrificial gods and dedicate him to you."
The three-headed monster hissed, his words full of the allure of good names, but to Zhu Huai it sounded like a scam.
This is just short of saying: I have no good intentions, and after I kill the other gods with you, I will come back and kill you.
Zhu Huai didn't expect that they would be so direct, but through the blood-red thread, he saw strands of red silk as thin as gossamer falling on the figure.
The bewitching power of the Heart Flame can make people reveal their true thoughts without knowing it. This is also the most unique ability of the Heart Phase.
It is referred to as forced reduction of intelligence.
The three-headed monster didn't know that his true purpose had been exposed unconsciously, and his eyes were still rolling around.
But when Zhu Huai listened to his voice, he always had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he had heard this voice before, but he had never seen anyone with this face.
Eliminate the sacrifices to the gods, cooperate with ghosts and gods, and secretly target the sacrifices to the gods...
Zhu Huai frowned. What they were doing was simply to eliminate the few patron saints left in the world.
If we lose the ability to worship the gods, what kind of chaos will the world experience? This will simply push the entire world towards doomsday.
If Xiangliu really wanted to do this... then Zhu Huai would be a little angry. He looked at the thick wall of flesh and blood beside him and had the urge to poke him a few times.
"Oh, in that case, who was the first weak sacrificial god that your master targeted?" Xiangliu said.
The three heads rolled their eyes and said cunningly, "Are you agreeing to cooperate with us?"
Xiangliu didn't say anything, but the head on the other side with its eyes closed was the first to be unable to bear the pressure.
He said: "Of course you should pick the softest persimmons!
I don't think any of the gods worshipped by the family are easy to mess with, but compared to our master, they are nothing but a drop in the bucket."
He smiled and said, "The name of the deity who suppressed this place is 'Liu'. Hundreds of years ago, he was attacked by his clan members and was seriously injured. He is still recovering in the ancestral home.
Haha, weakness is the original sin. Such a deity is worse off dead. How about we use him as a scapegoat and take this opportunity to destroy his shrine?"
Zhu Huai's heart suddenly rose in an instant. He almost stood up and stared at the three-headed man in front of him.
He remembered.
Before his rebirth, when he died in his previous life, there was a voice asking in his ear who he was, and then another person came and killed him.
It was the man in front of him and his master who joined forces to kill Liu Xiang and Zhu Huai in the previous life!
In his previous life, he was so fragile that he was always imprisoned in the Liu family's ancestral home. Not only was he unaware of his own talents and identity, he didn't even know who his enemies were until his death.
And now, the man who had killed him was standing here alive, talking about destroying Liu Xiang's shrine.
An unprecedented anger suddenly rose in Zhu Huai's heart. When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous of each other. What's more, if he lives again in this life, the guy in front of him actually wants to attack Liu Xiang!
Wait, in their minds, Liu Xiang is just a sacrificial god who was seriously injured after being attacked by his tribe?
Zhu Huai suddenly thought of a detail. When he first met Liu Xiang in his previous life, the other party's face was also disfigured and he could only sit in a wheelchair and be pushed around.
Thinking of this, even in such an angry situation, Zhu Huai couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Liu Xiang must have been in great pain at that time, but having lost all five internal organs, he might not even be able to ignore the pain.
It’s not that it doesn’t hurt, but that I don’t care.
After he came to Liu Xiang, the wounds on Liu Xiang's face seemed to be repaired and slowly healed, but after that, Liu Xiang could not leave him for a single day.
So if Liu Xiang is like that, in the eyes of outsiders, he may indeed be a weak sacrificial god.
Zhu Huai smiled bitterly in his heart, but Liu Xiang in this life seemed to have divine power. Not only did he not look disfigured or weak, even the mental image he created could cause chaos in the ghost den, and he almost became a ghost god who dominated the ghost den.
Even his former enemies in his previous life had to bow before Xiangliu, and even when he called them ants, he still had to try to please them.
The transformation before and after was like cheating, making Zhu Huai feel that Liu Xiang was even like Long Aotian who had some counterattack system and crushed everything.
If you think about it carefully, this is indeed unreasonable. It's just that Zhu Huai didn't know much about worshiping gods before. Without comparison, he couldn't know that Xiangliu's strength was so terrifying.
"You said you wanted to destroy Liu Xiang's shrine?"
Xiangliu laughed. Zhu Huai was worried that he would really attack his original body, so he quickly turned over and said to the wall of flesh and blood beside him: "No!"
"Hmm? What's that sound?" The three-headed monster made a sniffing motion, sniffing with his three heads like a big dog. He didn't dare to look at Xiangliu who was sitting on the lotus platform. After searching in vain, he could only suspect that he was hallucinating.
Xiangliu slowly lowered his head, and the crimson mask fell down, covering the upturned corners of his lips.
He stretched out his fingers, tore open his chest, and poked his heart. Zhu Huai cried out, and was immediately squeezed into a small human cake by the surrounding flesh and blood.
His hands and feet were stuck in the blood vessels, and his flexible and slender legs looked like they had been licked heavily, leaving a wet mark on the bend of his legs.
He struggled hard, but was worried about damaging Xiangliu's heart, so he could only kick him lightly with his calf, which made Xiangliu's heart itchy, as if he had been hit by a butterfly.
"I don't allow you to do that." Zhu Huai said, "This guy has bad intentions..."
Zhu Huai was halfway through his words when Xiang Liu smiled. His laughter was so clear and pleasant that it made the three-headed monster standing below him a little dazed.
Those silk threads moved away from his body. At that moment, the three-headed monster seemed to suddenly wake up, not knowing why he had just said those words so directly.
"Wait..." He was about to speak when Xiangliu slapped him in the face.
A shrill scream was heard, and one of the three-headed monster's heads was smashed into pieces. The other two heads suddenly broke free from their bodies and transformed into two fierce wolves, fleeing out of the palace. "My master will not let you go!"
"Since you don't like them, I will just kill them." Xiangliu said lightly.
The two ferocious wolves escaped from the palace and transformed into two evil ghosts as big as houses, rushing towards the exit of the ghost den. However, they were pointed at by two fingers that appeared out of nowhere and turned into ashes.
"Honey, will you be happy if I do this?"
He stretched out his hand and tore open his heart, then slowly took out something.
A black-haired figure appeared out of thin air in the ghost's arms, and Zhu Huai, whose body was covered with bright red blood, was held in his arms.
Like jade porcelain dropped into blood, Zhu Huai's skin was covered with sticky marks, and the white skin faintly visible under the large patches of crimson was like peeled grapes.
He rubbed his eyes vigorously, fluttered twice in Xiangliu's arms before raising his hands and looking at Him with his black eyes.
Xiangliu's bloodshot eyes fell on Zhu Huai through the mask. He looked strange and distant, with the evil and divinity of ghosts and gods, tempting the humans in front of him, making people want to lift his red curtain and see the mysterious face clearly.
Zhu Huai stared at him for a moment, then realized he didn't like Xiang Liu in this state. The human didn't hesitate; he reached out and untied the dangling red threads.
The face had a slightly curled lip, and there was a smile in his eyes. There was a strong aggression in his eyes. He looked at the human in front of him eagerly and brightly, like a mythical siren bewitching a lost sailor.
The ghost god laughed, as if praising a proactive partner, and said to Zhu Huai: "Mortals cannot look directly at ghost gods. Now that you have seen my face clearly, you must marry me, my dear."
Zhu Huai came back to his senses and said, "Next time, don't put me in your... your heart."
"Why not?" Xiangliu said, "Not only can I let you enter my heart, I can also let you live inside."
He held Zhu Huai's hand, placed him on his chest, and said to him, "Look, as a Candle Dragon, my heart is very big, and as a human, you are so small that you can't even fill it up if you put it in.
You can use my bones as walls, my blood as clothes, and my flesh as a warm bed, and just lie in my heart like that. Isn't that much better than walking around outside alone? "
He seemed to be recommending himself, speaking free love words in a pleasant voice. The honey-like voice poured into Zhu Huai's ears, making him almost desensitized to such absurd words. Instead, he felt an indescribable trembling and desire from such a tender voice.
"You always bewitch me with your inner flames."
Zhu Huai's voice lowered a little: "I haven't settled accounts with you yet. How did you meet such a person, and still talk about ruling the ghost world and the human world?"
"If you didn't already have these thoughts about me in your heart, how could I have fabricated them to seduce you?"
Xiang Liu said, "The function of the Heart Flame is to amplify desire and true love. You must first long for it in your heart, and then I can amplify that desire, and then completely satisfy those boundless desires, filling you completely and thoroughly."
Xiang Liu said this, and then gently kissed Zhu Huai's face and said to him: "As for that beast just now, he is just a waste."
Xiangliu's eyes flickered slightly, and for the first time, a hint of pure murderous intent appeared in his eyes: "As for his master, since they have come to my door, there is no way I will let these things go."
His voice was filled with murderous intent. Just the hint of murderous intent on the tip of his tongue was enough to turn into an unstoppable disaster under the power of ghosts and gods, bringing down a natural calamity on the ghost den.
Every word spoken by such ghosts and gods carries the magical power of words, which makes bystanders hurt just by touching them. However, Zhu Huai looked at Xiangliu from a close distance, and seemed to be attracted by the red color, and could not take his eyes away.
It wasn't until Xiangliu firmly grasped his waist that Zhu Huai came to his senses and said to Xiangliu, "Tell me, Xiangliu, have you really set your sights on the human world and want to merge the two worlds after unifying the ghost world?"
Xiangliu raised his eyebrows slightly. He did not ask Zhu Huai why he thought so, because he and Liu Xiang were the same person, but were competitors to some extent.
The clone and the original body each have their own ideas, so they will definitely regard each other as enemies, and then whisper in their partner's ears to add some unhappiness to the other party and compete for more favor for themselves.
Xiangliu didn't think there was anything wrong with what Liu Xiang did, but he still felt a little unhappy with his original body. That guy must have been putting on airs in front of humans and selling him out completely.
Zhu Huai's expression was serious. Xiang Liu narrowed his eyes slightly and stroked his naked, thin and flexible body. The ghost was sitting on the lotus platform, and Zhu Huai was sitting on the ghost.
Even though he was covered in filth and half of his body was covered in blood, such a flawless body, as beautiful as a white fish, was still like a ray of light blooming in the filth, which only made him look more tainted.
Xiangliu slowly stroked Zhu Huai's waist and sniffed his fragrance. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What if I really want to do this?"
"What if I really want to destroy everything and let the evil of ghosts and gods sweep across the two worlds?"
Xiangliu said.
He had prepared himself for Zhu Huai's scolding or angry accusations, and was also prepared for Zhu Huai to cry and beg, but what he didn't expect was that the human in front of him just sat on his lap and laughed when he heard his words.
"I knew you would say that." Zhu Huai said, "So my answer is, I will definitely stop you, Xiangliu."
It was like a ray of light that broke through the filth in the room and fell on the lotus platform that was now condensed with all kinds of evil and was extremely dirty and dark. It also shone on Xiangliu. There was no hesitation or anger in Zhu Huai's voice, but it was full of endless sincerity, as if he was stating a fact.
He was covered in blood, but the heart beneath the filth seemed unable to be dyed red by Xiangliu, and was shining in front of him.
Xiangliu slowly raised his body, and the ghostly figure looked at Zhu Huai in front of him. After a moment, Xiangliu smiled lightly and said gently, "It seems that you are very confident."
Xiangliu spoke softly, his eyes indulged, and his voice reached Zhu Huai's ears very clearly. Just through Zhu Huai's words and his posture, Xiangliu was sure of one thing.
"Zhu Huai," he said, "you've found the yellow dragon scales, right?"
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Author's words: Xiangliu: The most touching love words in the world are to let you live in my heart (Physics)
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