As if he heard his words, the young man quickly became more and more steady and light when he walked with the knife.

The fine pieces of wood were flying, like a short snowfall, but the surrounding flowers bloomed and thanked, thanked and bloomed again, many years had passed... When he set up the altar of congealing and sculpting for Arlo , said with a smile, don't look at what you know a lot now, when you really have a body, you will definitely still not understand a lot, and it will give you a headache.

...I'll teach you later.

it is good.

He agreed but didn't have time to teach.

But Arlo learned by himself.

Qiu Bodeng walked by in the past, watching him learn to carve Ruomu puppets, learn to cast Kuilong gold bracelets, and learn to make wine from Xuemei. There is no clumsy student like him, and no more persistent student like him. In the long time, while waiting, trying to figure out.

Stumble and learn how to love someone.

So stupid?

Qiu Bodeng pursed his lips, tears before he wanted to laugh.

"Allo, let's go home together."

The dots of light follow the guidance of a trace of air, silently meandering in the darkness, without a single bit of consciousness, it descends into the yellow spring, and suddenly thousands of miles across, across the past and the present, across the separation of life and death, to reach an unknown distance. dark. Starlight stopped in the dark abyss.

Countless ghosts and ghosts, countless dead souls and skeletons stopped fighting and raised their heads greedily.

Nether trembled.

A murderous aura swept across, turning into the most terrifying evil ghost, raging and tearing all the dead souls looking up at the stars into pieces. After that, the black fog was like substance, gathering from all directions, criss-crossing into a huge cage. The red-clothed boy who walked out of the stars was shrouded in it.

He captured the only thing he wanted.

Vicious, greedy, possessive, secretive.

After death, all the sharp desires/desire that had been restrained in the past finally broke out... I have to hug me, I have to hold it tightly, I have to devour it completely, and I don't share any blood or blood with others. I want you to be me from now on. , I am you, never to be separated again.

Years of love have created boundless desire.

The cage shrinks.

Red-clothed curled up in the dark, but Qiu Bodeng, who walked through the world and came to Huangquan, did not avoid it.

"Allo."

Qiu Bodeng's voice was hoarse, he wanted to smile, but tears flowed silently across his face first.

Drop by drop.

Crystal tears flowed through the demon's hands.

The approaching black gas freezes in the void.

The pale and illusory evil ghost stared blankly at the red-clothed young man in the filthy darkness. His cold hands stretched out and stopped again. The black mist hovered near the neck of Qiu Bodeng, like the sharp claws of a fierce beast about to hunt its prey. Also like fingertips that want to touch but dare not touch.

"……do not Cry."

he said slowly.

He didn't know what he was talking about, and he didn't even know the meaning of every word... So many dead souls resentment, such turbulent paranoid love, all mixed together, stimulated his reason, tore his spiritual consciousness, he He couldn't even describe it, but he still remembered how to coax someone clumsily.

do not Cry.

I am here.

The black qi lingered and tightened, then spread out, the pale hand stretched forward and retracted, the cage collapsed and shattered, forming a new chain, which in turn was bound by the evil spirit. The endless evil thoughts gathered again, dragging him into the abyss. The evil spirit suddenly reached out, grabbed the boy's shoulders, and wanted to bring this man down with him.

……is his.

...to stay.

But when he really grabbed it, his fingers suddenly loosened.

The evil spirit who only knew how to ask for possession gently pushed the boy away.

To send him back to the world.

"...don't come here."

It's dirty and dirty here.

You don't come here.

Whether sad or happy, there is no hatred, the most ignorant and the most affectionate.

Qiu Bodeng fluttered back several feet, and the crimson sleeves spread out in the air.

He looked down at A Luo, who was surrounded by hundreds of ghosts and filth. He wanted to speak, but his throat was blocked by an invisible thing... His A Luo, A Luo, who was clean and born above the sky, should be The snow in Cangshan should be the ancient lake, the moon and the wind, the light and the dust in the world.

He couldn't bear to see even a bit of ugliness and filth.

Why is it now fighting with filth and falling into the mud?

Qiu Bodeng closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, he calmed down.

"You shouldn't let me go."

he said slowly.

The voice is no different from wearing the Wu Nuo mask and walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, teaching the ignorant spirits of the world what all things are and what is graceful and graceful.

It was so in the past, it is so today, and it will be so in the future.

Life after life.

Qiu Bo Deng is like a crane wading through water, step by step, walking down from the void, towards the deepest and coldest darkness.

His red clothes fluttered and fell, and wherever he passed, golden light dust emanated from his clothes. Thick ink-like black air entangled his sleeves, and he just indulged it, willingly, letting the evil spirits' desires/wants grow and spread. He is like the most foolish prisoner, the prison door is open, but he is trapped in the cage.

But since he is willing, how can it be called a cage?

This is his only place to go.

"You should leave me."

Qiu Bodeng tilted his head and smiled softly.

The corners of the eyes are dotted with bright traces of light.

Qiu Bodeng knelt down in the dark.

He bowed his head, his long black hair scattered and draped over his snow-colored cheeks and fragile neck.He stretched out his hand to the pitch-black desert, and the red clothes covered him, revealing only his wrist bones and warm fingertips.

"Alo, if you think you're dirty, then get me dirty too."

"I'm yours."

Chapter 127 Fingers intertwined, never parting