Fox spirit's self-cultivation

Chapter 124

"I don't want to, I love you, I really love you, I want to be with you. But... my soul, the memory of that dead man has been haunting, he wants to be close to that person. You tie me up , tied by your side, don't leave me, okay?"

Xu Xun kissed Zhou Youyu, full of fear.

His heart and his soul seemed to be split in two by the man who came back. His heart loved Zhou Youyu, but the obsession in his soul dragged him to look at the man, wanting to beg for mercy.

How terrifying, his mind was affected by everything in the past, he was clearly not that Xu Xun, but the moment he faced that man, he almost turned into that Xu Xun who had died over and over again.

Xu Xun finally understood Zhou Youyu's mockery of him.

He was really a domesticated dog, and that part of the rope was firmly held by the man in his hand, and he couldn't do anything about it.

However, the moment he confided his heart in embarrassment, the young man in his arms lost his temperature inch by inch.

Zhou Youyu felt that he seemed to be falling continuously, and he became a dead body again, and even the temperature from his whole body was taken away from his body.

His pupils were full of embarrassment and escape, and he pushed Xu Xun away fiercely.

"You... love me? Are you worthy? Why do you love me?"

Xu Xun fell on the side of the bed, looked at the trembling young man on the bed, and said in panic, "Ayu!"

Zhou Youyu's eyes were like knives, he lifted the quilt and stood up, removing all the embarrassment from his body.

"You don't know who I am, you don't know what happened to me, but you say you love me. What you love is just this skin that can make you happy!"

"Love? Love? It's the most ridiculous thing."

The tone was playful, but the eyes were so broken that Xu Xun suffocated instantly.

Under Zhou Youyu's pretended gentleness, it was a mess and coldness, and he looked at Xu Xun coldly.

Another person who says he loves himself is so ridiculous.

The first time he believed in the so-called love, he died, and he was still infamous after his death.

This time, what kind of trap is the love uttered from this person whose heart belongs to him?

He said that he loves himself, and he wants to save him by himself, but who will save him.

Why should I save him?

Is it because of this ridiculous relationship?

Xu Xun looked at the young man who was gradually withdrawing from the breath of a living person, sat on the ground, and smiled wryly: "Ayu, I really like you. I know who you are, and I also know what happened to you. I don't care what you think. So stupid... when I saw Lu Xinghe, my memory merged."

Memories of the tenth life flooded in, and almost every life was written about chasing the same man, so he couldn't control his soul, control his mind, ran away in embarrassment, and came to find his only haven.

"what?"

Zhou Youyu was stunned.

Xu Xun raised his hand to cover his eyes, like a downcast beast, just knelt down at his feet with a wry smile.

"I know, you are a monster, the order of the demon world around my uncle. Let me guess, you died because of love, you suffered betrayal, you don't believe in love... it's the seventh order, the one who is said to be in charge of Yuqi Devil. You are also trapped in the past, so you feel the same for me, but you don't know, I am the one who loves you the most, and I have loved you for many years, many years."

The body crawled forward, kissing those cold feet, as if worshiping.

"In the first life, I committed suicide. Knowing that he wanted to kill me, I died in that way. I wanted to bury his crimes and want him to turn back. But how can a person who doesn't love me turn back? He Just feel bored.

"In the second life, I recalled the memory of my previous life in a desperate situation. At that time, I regretted it, but it was too late. I fell ill and died.

"The third life...the fourth life...life after life, I can always think of everything about that person, and I can never escape. It is really hard to reincarnate as an adult, so in the tenth life, in order to get rid of those memories, I reincarnated as a tree Tree. Probably my fate with you has long been doomed, what I turned into is a pagoda tree."

Recalling all the memories, Xu Xun looked at Zhou Youyu, stood up, and hugged the trembling young man.

"The locust tree in front of your house, when you were pushed down from the roof, your blood flowed to my roots, so I also died of pain, I wanted to save you, I wanted to be with you, but, I'm just a tree."

"How come, why didn't I meet you when I became a ghost?" Zhou Youyu's pupils constricted.

"Uncle Master said that everything in this world has a cause and effect. Have you ever thought about why the Buddhist beads that my obsession has turned into can be easily crushed in your hands?"

Xu Xun's eyes became more and more greedy.

He told the monster in front of him about the past that even he had forgotten.

Reincarnation is too bitter, so he made a locust tree that represents ominousness. Whether it is cut down or burned, I don’t know when it will end, just enter reincarnation again.

But when he had been a tree for 1000 years, when he was just born with wisdom, a young man with evil eyes moved to the side of the tree. When everyone said that the tree was unlucky, he raised water to irrigate the old tree. , The yard was built brick by brick, and the old locust tree was also enclosed in the yard.

He arrogantly said to the adults looking outside: "The house is mine!"

He hugged the thick locust tree again: "The tree is also mine!"

Then he pointed to the sky and the ground: "It's all mine, where did you come from, you'd better go back there!"

Since the end of the ninth world, it has been many years since I became a locust tree, and the ignorant and wise locust tree has given birth to swaying branches with the wind, and the wandering soul finally feels at peace.

It turned out that it was his.

That vibrant young man gave it another meaning of existence.

He slept in the shade, cursed under the tree, and grew into a handsome and sharp young man under the watchful eye of a locust tree.

But in the end, his blood seeped under the tree, and he died in a daze. As a weak soul, he couldn't even wait for the next life, so he would be torn apart.

The locust tree sends the power condensed by the tree body for thousands of years into that soul.

It is true that the locust tree raises ghosts, because the yin energy gathered by the locust tree is a great tonic for ghosts. Even Shang Zhishao's grandmother became a ghost that can stay in the world for a long time because of the yin energy of the locust tree.

But when the Yin Qi was sent out, the locust tree died, and it was time to start a new cycle.

Love is a death that Xu Xun cannot escape.

It starts because of love and ends because of love. Even if you make a tree and give birth to wisdom in a ignorant way, you will still be tempted and fall in love with someone.

He doesn't know, only it knows.

It had grown up with him, and the wisdom from the locust tree had grown into a teenager, a young man, and he was tempted with him, and the people he loved were all people who shouldn't be loved.

When he died, it died too.

But after all, Xu Xun is not an ordinary soul, he is a soul guided by a demigod. His uncle once said that his soul is different from that of ordinary people.

Two thousand years have passed in that way.

At the beginning of the first millennium, Xu Xun met Lu Xinghe. He lost the meaning of being human, and even decided not to be human anymore.

At the end of the second millennium, it met Shang Zhishao and found the meaning of its own existence. For Shang Zhishao, he returned to the world.

Xu Xun has only loved two men for so many years, one is his death, and the other is his birth door.

Hugging the boy who was once out of reach into his arms and rubbing it into his bones, Xu Xun kissed Zhou Youyu, his voice choked up: "I love you. For so many years, you never knew that I love you so much."

I don't believe that he can save him.

All the strength in Zhou Youyu's body was pulled away. He hugged Xu Xun, his eyes slowly turned red, and then he burst into tears.

"Why didn't you come to accompany me as an adult at that time, even just say a few words to me, tell me you love me, even if it is a tree, I will struggle to escape from there. Xu Xun, I really It hurts, it hurts when they beat me, it hurts when I'm scolded, I'm afraid, I need their love, but why, they blame me? Why don't you come to accompany me, don't you come to comfort me?"

The father died, the mother was too weak, and the family property was taken away by the uncle's family, and then the stepfather brought his mother's beloved stepson to the house.

Everything that belonged to him was taken away, and he tried to protect his territory with all his teeth and claws, but he was hated by everyone, even his mother called him a bastard.

That period of juvenile years that seemed to be reckless, but was actually full of timidity and panic, was so caught off guard that the dust was shaken off, and it appeared in front of the two of them again.

When he went out, he was given a vigilant look, watched with disdain and disgust by adults, and a little child would cry in bed with red eyes, but when he got up the next day, he was still the mighty Shang Zhishao.

Rainy night was blamed by the business mother, braved the rain to find Linjiang City, feeling cold all over, almost fainted by the cold autumn night rain, could only lean on the locust tree, looking at the house surrounded by business mother with longing eyes Lin Jiang City spins.

After finally waiting for my mother to go out, she only got the accusation of the word "Plague God".

"Why is no one worried about me? Am I really so annoying?" The boy curled up under the tree looked tall, but he was just a child, he murmured, tears mixed with rain watering the ancient trees around him.

"I like you, and I'm worried about you." The leaves of the locust tree rustled, sending a sliver of life that had been condensed for countless years into the young man's body.

So he was punished to stand in the rain all night, and Lin Jiangcheng lay ill the next day, but Shang Zhishao was still alive and well, he was the brother Shang that everyone feared.

In his memory, after Shang Zhishao moved to the house next to the locust tree, he had almost no pain. Looking at the crooked Linjiang City, he was puzzled and puzzled, and grew like a weed.

He thought he didn't need to care or comfort.

However, from childhood to adulthood, every time he was wronged, he would stand under the locust tree, staring at the locust tree and sulking.

"If you are a nice person, you can talk to me." Shang Zhishao sat cross-legged under the tree, showing his unknown fragility rarely.

"I'll be with you all the time." The pagoda tree, which grew up with Shang Zhishao as a boy, dropped a fallen leaf and shook off a swarm of pagoda tree flowers.

It wants to be with its boy all the time.

In the rain of white flowers, Shang Zhishao spat out pagoda flowers: "I'm really crazy. If a tree understands people's words, it's better to raise a dog, and it can eat dog meat."

He turned his head to look at the lush locust tree, and the sunlight dappled the time through the shadow of the tree.

The tree that couldn't talk to him, and was worse than a dog, turned into a man, bowed his head and gently kissed away his tears.