Life and death button: inseparable
People who fear fate
A coward
Death is just an ordinary ending
And we love each other
More than the fear of fate
"You are so stubborn. Do I owe you two anything in my previous life?" Fan Yu cursed and followed her in a bad mood.
Under the blood-red moon, chaos broke out in the Fengdu Judge's Palace.
The gloomy palace was like the belly of a giant beast, and the copper bells hanging from the eaves jingled even without wind.
Dozens of soul-binding chains were intertwined and hung in the air, and the black mist was as black as ink. The roaring evil spirits were suppressed in the four corners of the hall, and every struggling joint was nailed by the giant sword.
In the center of the hall, Wu Siqi was locked tightly by the soul-catching rope. Under her feet was the dark and dark fire, which burned her soul and made it tremble. However, she still gritted her teeth and raised her head, staring straight into the eyes of the judge on the high platform.
Cui Pan's face was as cold as iron. He waved his sleeve and cut the red rope around her neck. The little yellow flower fell from her chest, and the black fire burned it for a moment before turning it into ashes.
The aura belonging to Yi Ning completely dissipated, revealing the aura of Wu Siqi's soul. Cui Pan exclaimed, "A substitute technique, a mere trifling trick, and you think you can get away with it?"
Wu Siqi, braving the scorching heat of karma, smiled wryly and said, "I was able to deceive your Ox-Head and Horse-Face and detain a living soul like me, whose life span has not yet ended, into the Fengdu Judge's Hall for judgment. My little trick is not bad, is it?"
"Why is it that after reincarnation, you only know how to talk, Lai Siyuan?"
Cui Pan's iron-blue face showed a hint of sarcasm. He removed the karmic fire that was burning the evil spirit. The soul of this person in this life was so pure that it glowed. The karmic fire had no power to punish her at all.
Without the burning flames, her back stood straighter, as if she was detained in that tent in Mongolia four hundred years ago and was neither humble nor arrogant.
The Three Lives Stone stands at the entrance of Fengdu. When Wu Siqi stepped over the Three Lives Stone, he completely remembered his past life. He no longer only had fragments of memory, but completely embraced his past life self.
Lai Siyuan is her, Wu Siqi is also her, they are no longer separate.
Fortunately, over the past century, they have remained equally firm and persistent.
She smiled her usual faint smile. "I'm not trying to be eloquent. I'm just trying to justify my actions. Judge Cui wouldn't be so critical of an ordinary mortal like me."
"Ordinary mortal?" Cui Pan sneered. "A person who has one foot on the path to immortality is an ordinary mortal?"
Then, his face turned ashen and he frowned, "You can become an immortal if you live your life peacefully. Why are you in such a hurry now? You broke into the underworld and caused such a big mess, not even giving us a bit of face."
"Isn't that the only one I want?"
She raised her head with a sharp gaze and said in a deep voice, "I don't have time to wait until then."
Her voice echoed through the temple, burning like a raging fire tearing through the wasteland.
"Your underworld won't give her a chance, so I can only take the risk and break into your underworld to try to get this opportunity."
Cui Pan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted coldly: "How dare you!"
After saying this, he slammed the table and stood up. "How could I give that little cat a chance? She's repeatedly broken into the Fate Pavilion, arbitrarily changing the destinies of mortals. She's even shown no remorse for setting fire to so many fate books. Do you know how many ordinary people's lives have been affected by those destroyed fate books?"
Wu Siqi was speechless and bit his lower lip lightly, his expression remaining neither humble nor arrogant.
"Four hundred years ago, you committed a serious crime, killing people and burning mountains, just to pave the way for your immortality in this life." It was not a question, Cui Pan just wanted to get the accurate answer from her.
Wu Siqi's expression and features are similar to those of Lai Siyuan four hundred years ago:
"good."
Meng Meng, who was sitting next to her, raised his eyebrows, put down his tea and looked at this woman who seemed calm on the surface but extremely crazy and passionate deep down inside.
She was willing to sacrifice herself, even at the cost of her own life, and planned for a hundred years just to become an immortal, even taking her loved ones into account.
Cui Pan scolded her angrily: "How dare you! If you don't follow the right path in cultivating immortality, even if you become an immortal, you will still be an evil immortal!"
Wu Siqi smiled faintly and said, "I'm just making reasonable use of the rules. Can you, Judge Cui, stop me?"
Wu Siqi's gaze was like a blade, cutting through the haze under the blood moon and reaching Cui Pan, with a crazy light in his eyes.
She is not afraid of others saying that she is scheming. In order to achieve her goal, she can abandon everything, even her life.
"you!"
Cui Pan had no way to refute him. All of this man's plans were within the scope allowed by the laws of nature. His face was green, his eyes were wide open, and his breath was almost spitting fire.
"Aren't you afraid that I will seize your soul and not let you return to it within seven days, thus destroying your good fortune?" He was so angry that he had to threaten her.
Wu Siqi shook his head, raised his lips confidently, and replied firmly: "I think the upright Cui Pan would not do such a shameful thing."
At this moment——
The gate of the judgment hall exploded.
The iron chains in the hall vibrated, and then the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced were kicked in. Yi Ning's hair was disheveled, and his aura was like a sword: "Xiao Wu!"
The hall fell silent for a moment, which was quite awkward.
Wu Siqi turned around, looked at her, and finally sighed in his heart:
Man proposes, God disposes. Unexpectedly, the nine formations were still not enough to delay time.
She smiled faintly to catch her anxious mood: "I'm here, dear."
There was no blame or complaint, just the same indulgent tone as usual.
Meng Meng, who had been silent all the time, closed her eyes. She no longer knew what expression to use to face the current situation. It was a mess, and each one was more troublesome than the other. She couldn't protect anyone.
There was no need for anyone to take action. The furious Cui Pan took the ghost-beating stick and hit her. Four thick soul-catching ropes bound her limbs tightly. His iron-blue face was filled with undisguised anger. "You dare to come back, hurt people, and even blow up my palace gate? Fine, fine!"
He waved his hand to remove the soul-binding rope from Wu Siqi's body, turned around and said to her viciously: "Didn't you say that I couldn't stop you? Now the way has come to me."
Wu Siqi stood there alone, his heart felt cold, and his throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, making it impossible for him to utter a word.
The hall was completely silent. Yi Ning calmed down when he saw Wu Siqi standing there quietly. He realized that he had been impulsive again and had ruined Xiao Wu's plan. He lowered his head and dared not speak.
Judge Cui calmly sat back on the high platform, raised his hand and summoned the Judge's Pen, writing and reading: "The monster Yi Ning destroyed the Fate Book Pavilion and the Judge's Hall, and injured two ghost immortals. As a criminal, his crime is aggravated and he must be executed immediately!"
He stood up excitedly and raised the huge seal to press it down.
An invisible force blocked the seal and the verdict paper. The air suddenly stagnated, and the black fog in the hall seemed to be frozen.
"Don't worry." A soft and majestic voice resounded throughout the palace.
Everyone in the hall looked up and saw a woman in dark purple silk slowly descending from the air. Her hair was as black as ink, and her eyes revealed the majestic power of heaven and earth.
Her gaze swept across the entire hall, and when it fell on Yi Ning, it was like a spring breeze blowing across frost.
"Empress Hou Tu..." Yi Ning exclaimed in a low voice, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She tried to move her feet in panic, but was fixed to the spot by the soul-catching rope. She felt both frightened and relieved.
Queen Hou Tu stretched out her hand and lightly tapped the soul-calling rope, which dissipated like smoke and the karmic fire was extinguished.
After Yi Ning removed the shackles, her whole body trembled slightly. She wanted to walk towards Xiao Wu, but was suppressed by the aura of Hou Tu Niangniang and could not move.
"Although her crime is serious, it does not warrant death." With these words, she calmed down the furious Judge Cui.
"Yining, you must know that getting into trouble once or twice is fine, but never a third time." Hou Tu Niangniang's tone was calm, yet it carried an unyielding authority. "Today I will spare your life, but I will take your soul from you and punish you by sending you back into the cycle of reincarnation. Think carefully about how to face life in your next life."
Yi Ning's pupils shrank, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness.
Wu Siqi's heart tightened, and he hurried forward, wanting to say something, but was stopped by Hou Tu Niangniang's gaze. Her voice was slow and deep, "You must know that even if you save someone, you can't defy the will of Heaven. She was lucky enough to escape this calamity today, but she will still have to bear the consequences of the calamity tomorrow. I punished her only to save her. Disrupting the order of the mortal world is not a sin that can be easily brushed aside."
Wu Siqi felt a pang of bitterness in his heart, but he could only take a deep breath, put his hand on his chest, feel her remaining breath, grit his teeth and secretly make a decision.
Even the laws of nature cannot separate them.
Queen Hou Tu slowly rose into the air, her figure gradually disappeared, and the oppressive atmosphere in the hall gradually dissipated.
Cui Pan's iron-blue face returned to calm. After Queen Hou Tu said so, he could only suppress his anger helplessly. The Judge's Hall fell into a suffocating solemnity.
No one dared to disobey Hou Tu Niangniang's words, and everyone choked in their throats.
Meng Meng drifted away, unable to bear the separation.
The road back to life and the well of reincarnation are the same. Yi Ning is a very likable child. Everyone takes into account the friendship they had in the past and cannot bear to take on the task of sending her into reincarnation. Pan Cui has to carry out Yi Ning's punishment himself.
Yi Ning lowered her head resignedly and accepted everything calmly. All she wanted was for Xiao Wu to be alive. Once Xiao Wu completed his journey back to the living, he would become an immortal. That would be great.
Wu Siqi followed beside him, saying nothing, his eyes flickering as if he was thinking about something.
Cui Pan looked back at her and thought to himself, everything has been settled, what is there to plot about? It’s really annoying that a cunning person like her can become an immortal.
There is a queue in front of the Samsara Well, but it doesn’t matter, our Cui Pan can cut in line.
He raised his hand and pointed to the path next to him, and said to Wu Siqi, "This is the way back to life. Go ahead and become an immortal." After saying that, he waved his hand and ignored her.
Cui Pan raised his hand and handed Yi Ning a cup of Mengpo tea, his eyes fixed on her as if he was afraid that she would not drink it.
The kitten stared back at him with its clear yellow eyes, as if asking who wouldn't drink!
She raised her head and was about to drink it all in one gulp, but the next second Wu Siqi grabbed her wrist and controlled her hand to spill the Mengpo tea to the side.
Cui Pan scolded her: "What are you doing! You've done this three times, don't think I can't do anything to you!"
Without looking back at the furious Judge Cui, Wu Siqi stared at Yi Ning. She smiled faintly and said, "I know that a semi-immortal entering the cycle of reincarnation doesn't need to drink Mengpo tea."
Her words shocked all the ghosts present. Yi Neng stared with wide eyes and shook his head in disbelief, saying silently: No.
Cui Pan was stunned by her courage. He choked for a moment before recovering and asked her, "You created this opportunity for yourself, planning it for a hundred years, at all costs. Are you just going to give up like this?"
Wu Siqi didn't hesitate at all, still curling his lips, his eyes filled with only his lover: "I planned all this for her. I always just wanted to be with her. Now that it has ended like this, I can only say that man proposes, God disposes."
Yi Ning's knuckles climbed up to her face, and the warm fingertips made her pause. He smiled and held the back of her hand with his backhand. Wu Siqi said:
"To me, giving up this good fortune is like giving up a feather; it is nothing."
She added, "If I'm not with her, even if I become an immortal, how can I spend the rest of my long and lonely life?"
Yi Ning called her with a trembling voice: "Xiao Wu..."
No words could express her emotions at the moment.
Wu Siqi clasped her left wrist and whispered, "Hold me tight."
"Yeah!" Yi grinned, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes. He grabbed her right wrist, his heart burning.
"us--
"us!
—The promise of an afterlife.”
good! "
——End of the article
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