Chapter 62 The Curse of the Two

There was silence in the hall.

After a long time, He Wanbai murmured, "No, it's impossible... How could someone so powerful die?" She spoke faster and faster, staring at Chu Banyang, "Who are you? How do you know this, are you trying to lie to us?!"

More and more blood and tears poured out of her eyes, making her face more and more pale.

This ghost's temper is quite moody, and he is overjoyed and angry in an instant.

Seeing that she was still talking well in one second, and was about to pounce on Chu Banyang the next, Lu Yingjiu threw out the talisman paper!

The talisman paper gently pasted the female ghost's forehead again, stopping her movement.

He Wanbai could only stare at Chu Banyang fiercely, but couldn't move, and said, "I hate you liars the most! All of them are unbelievable! All of them are full of lies! The evidence, I will see to the evidence!"

Chu Banyang was unmoved.

He patted his shoulder unhurriedly, swept away some of the grass on the mountain climbing to ensure that the image was perfect, and then said: "There is no evidence, even if there is, I have no obligation to show it to the ghosts. Believe it or not. It's up to you, but I attended his funeral in person."

He paused, then added, "That's 14 years."

He Wanbai was stunned for a moment.

Her mouth opened and closed silently a few times, but no sound came out.

Chu Banyang said to her: "So your obsession is unrealistic and impossible to achieve. Either you will obediently dissipate, or I can only help you."

I don't know if it was Lu Yingjiu's delusion, but he felt that Chu Banyang was in a bad mood now.

The ghost girl was still speechless.

She stared blankly at Chu Banyang.

For some reason, her agitated emotions suddenly calmed down, and she returned to the slightly gentle expression she had when talking with Lu Yingjiu.

After a long time, she suddenly said, "You look a bit like him... like Chu Qianju."

Chu Banyang: "..."

Chu Banyang said, "We are both from the Chu family, so of course there will be similarities. You don't have to find solace in such a place."

He Wanbai's eyes dimmed.

She said, "Where is Chu Qianju finally buried?"

"It's very far away." Chu Banyang said, "According to his last wish, half of the ashes were sprinkled in the deep forest, and half in the sea. You can't get too far away from the obsession, and you won't be able to see it. ."

"...Well." He Wanbai nodded, "I know, I know. Then do you have any pictures of him, or anything? Let me see him again."

Chu Banyang then took out his wallet and took out a photo from the inside.

Lu Yingjiu raised his eyebrows——

He never thought that Chu Banyang would put the photo of Chu Qianju in his wallet and carry it with him. It seems that the connection between them is probably closer than imagined.

He had accidentally opened Jingxian's wallet before.

There's a lot of money in there.

More than money, it is his photos, can't wait to stuff wallet full. If passersby picked it up, they would definitely think Jingxian was a big pervert.

Chu Banyang turned the photo over and showed it to He Wanbai.

Old photos are slightly faded.

Above, the two stood side by side under an old banyan tree.

The man has a handsome face. His face was expressionless, his brows had a touch of indifference, as if he didn't care about anything.

His hand was on a small child's shoulder.

Judging from the child's eyebrows, it was Chu Banyang when he was a child, like when he was in junior high school.

Chu Banyang's photographing since childhood was also aloof, with Chu Qianju's indifference, the effect of this photo was not very good, it did not capture the joy and harmony between the two, but it looked like an ID photo.

He Wanbai stared at the photo for a long time.

She said, "...I see." She paused, "I have one last question, how did Chu Qianju die?"

"No comment." Chu Banyang said.

He Wanbai was speechless.

Like a balloon, her wish was punctured by a needle, and she was instantly depressed, as if she had lost all her strength.

She said: "Then...then I know the situation. You let me see where I died, and then I'll tell you where my obsession is." She smiled sadly, "I'll just say it. , Xiao Chu shouldn't be the kind of person who doesn't keep his oath. But now, I'd rather he just broke his appointment."

Chu Banyang took back the photo and said lightly, "Everyone has their own fate. Sometimes people you think are important are just passing by."

After speaking, he glanced at Lu Yingjiu.

Those eyes are like sunlight passing through the water and glass, shining, but very tortuous... It is really tortuous.

...

After half an hour.

The four of them, one ghost, stood beside a pile of debris in the corner of the village.

The villagers who were attacked in Xitang have been taken away by ambulance. With that out of the way, the villagers fled to hide and hide, and there were not half of them on the huge road, but it was convenient for them to move.

There is something under the sundries, which is full of yin, but it is tightly covered by the steel, wooden boxes, furniture and other things above.

It seems that the people here are very concerned about this place and want to lock it up forever.

After all the debris was removed by them, a small mound appeared underneath, about half a person's height and half a person's width.

The female ghost flew lightly on the mound and said, "This used to be a well...the well next to Yan Hao's house."

"Yan Hao".

It was the one who bought her who imprisoned her for three whole years.

When the name was mentioned, He Wanbai's eyes were still burning with anger.

It was in this well that she committed suicide.

He Wanbai flew around the mound a few more times and said, "My obsession is under here. When you find it, you can send me away."

Lu Yingjiu asked: "Do you have any other wish?"

"No." He Wanbai answered quickly, "But you ask, I think of something."

She was mysteriously drew in the pocket of her clothes, pulled out a stack of paper, and distributed it to everyone.

Lu Yingjiu took a look.

It is a painting of Chu Qianju and the Peacock God kissing together sweetly.

He Wanbai is indeed working in a tattoo shop. He has achieved his work, lively, and has the same wonderful work as the murals of the temple.

Lu Yingjiu: "...?"

He turned his head to look at the paintings on other people's hands. The protagonists were Chu Qianju and the Peacock God. They were both lingering and snuggling together... Most of them are still warm, but a few are quite large and exciting. of.

Chu Banyang: "... These are all you painted?"

He had the largest scale in his hand, and the two were about to take off, and the eyes of each other looked like a fire burning.

"Of course!" He Wanbai said confidently, "Chu Qianju told me some peacock stories, I was so shocked and inspired that I drew three pictures in one night! Even if I go to the ghost world, this thing will not You can't lose it, you have to keep it for me!"

Lu Yingjiu said, "You repay the way for the benevolent."

"Xiao Chu also likes it," He Wanbai said, "I show it to him, he also said that I paint well. Otherwise, I will draw you one?"

Gong Xian's eyes were on, and he was about to speak, and he was greeted by Lu Yingjiu's elbow.

Lu Yingjiu: "... No, thank you."

Yao Gou squinted his eyes, studied the pictures for a long time, and suddenly said in shock: "Ah! I always thought you liked Chu Qianju! Why did you suddenly hit his and others' CP!"

"You don't talk nonsense!" He Wanbai scolded him. "I always know that he has the official match, and where can he put his face up and pry the corner! For me, it is just a pure benefactor."

Yao Gou scratched his head hard: "Oh oh, it turns out."

He Wanbai made a circle on the pile and said, "Okay, the painting is given to you, I really have no other wish this time."

So, Lu Yingjiu summoned hair balls.

The hair balls danced around him, rubbing his ankles with all their might, before being picked up by Lu Yingjiu by the back of his neck and placed on the mound: "Dig it."

The hair balls were ordered, and the little short claws were desperately planing on the ground.

It looks round, and it is actually very efficient. It is estimated that the speed of the hand when digging the bones underground. Short legs kept throwing the soil, but a few minutes later, a large hole had been dug out like a cloud.

It has been deepened like this, and finally found in the depth of the water level line, what it found.

It picked up the thing, nimbly kicked the mound and climbed back, put it at Lu Yingjiu's feet, and kept wagging its tail.

Lu Yingjiu touched its head to show the prize, and it was so happy.

The things on the ground were almost rotten, exuding yin, barely seeing a embroidered shoes.

Obviously it is part of the wedding. It should carry joy and hopes, but now it looks like this.

The bright colors faded, the fine pinch cracking, the gorgeous appearance was only ugly after the rupture of the rupture -Yan Hao bought his wife, and the family was naturally joyful. stench.

He Wanbai looked at it and said, "I used to hope that I could marry a good person, and then spend this life smoothly and steadily."

"Of course," she continued, "I still believe in love, and Chu Qianju has proven it for me."

"I don't complain about anything now, I can only wish me a happy life."

"Well," Lu Yingjiu said, "Bless you have a happy life."

Subsequently, Fu paper was attached to the embroidered shoes and ignited a small flame.

The shoes slowly dissipated in red, and He Wanbai's body gradually became transparent.

Yin Qi dispersed.

She disappeared.

Native

This entrustment is really the same as Lu Yingjiu, which is actually very simple.

Chu Banyang walked around the village and returned.

"I found where Chu Qianju used to live," he said.

So everyone followed him to the south of the village.

The south side is right on the back mountain. According to the villagers, Chu Qianju often runs to the back mountain for two or three days.

Thinking about it now, Chu Qianju must have stayed in the temple.

Lu Yingjiu thought of the little temple behind Xitang, and the ghost master painted in the mural was himself.

Chu Qianju didn't get to see him until the end.

On the way, he asked Chu Banyang: "You and Chu Qianju know each other?"

Chu Banyang nodded slightly: "Well, get along for a while."

"What is the curse he received?" Lu Yingjiu said, "That so -called reincarnation."

Chu Banyang froze.

The Chu family has always kept their word about Chu Qianju. He didn't expect that Lu Yingjiu even knew about the curse.

But he didn't ask, and answered frankly, "You should know, he has no life, and each reincarnation life is only 20 or 30 years."

Lu Yingjiu asked again, "The Chu family knows this?"

"Yeah." Chu Banyang nodded, "I know, they also know about every reincarnation of Chu Qianju, it's just a secret from the outside world."

He smiled, but there was no real smile in his eyes: "Your next question must be why you want to keep it a secret. Let me tell you directly: the Chu family needs Chu Qianju because he can quell the out-of-control Peacock God. ."

"The Peacock God is not asleep all the time ... or, the sleeping peacock god is beneficial to the exorcist."

"At this point, Chu Qianju is the perfect candidate."

Chu Banyang closed his eyes and thought about the first time he saw Chu Qianju.

It was a slight afternoon in the sun, and the leaves blew the leaves at the door of the Chu family.

The indifferent man leaned against the wall.

His father took his hand and said, "This is Chu Qianju, Banyang. You should follow him to learn how to exorcise ghosts, especially when it comes to asking God."

The young Chu Banyang looked up and looked at Chu Qianjan.

There is no emotion in those eyes.

Like the abyss of swallowing all light.

For this person, he has heard a lot of rumors, and also knows the curse of Chu Qianju.

Every time Chu Qianju is reincarnated, there is no memory. Theoretically, his psychological age and ordinary people are bad.

He is only ten years older than Chu Banyang, not even thirty. However, the indifference of the indifference and reading all seemed to be imprinted in the soul, rooting germination, and restraining everything about him.

Chu Banyang followed him for a while, and he never saw him laugh. He was cold like a dummy every day, and he was highly self -disciplined.

Only when he asked God, Chu Banyang saw his emotional fluctuations.

The Peacock God is still asleep, and even the old lover is summoned, he cannot wake up.

But when he came to Chu Qianjan, the peacock's virtual shadow appeared in the air and showed his wings elegantly.

The blue -green tail feathers are surging like a river, and every golden eye spots are rotating, which makes people's hearts and fascinated.

It overlooks everything in the world.

For thousands of years, the peacock god has been elegant, chic and arrogant.

Only one person could make him converge and stop gently.

Ask God to bring back a back, and also made Chu Qianju's pupils quickly become the same golden green, like gems.

Chu Banyang saw a bright smile from those eyes.

Consciousness has returned to now, and they walk side by side on the way to Chu Qianju's house.

Chu Banyang continued to say to Lu Yingjiu: "But, I didn't tell her just now that chu Qianju was killed by the peacock god."

Lu Yingjiu was stunned.

Chu Banyang said: "Like Chu Qianjan, there is also a curse on the peacock God. He woke up every time he fell asleep, and soon he would fall into an extremely terrible out of control. ","

"The reason for today, the peacock has not really lost control, because every time Chu Qianju calms him up."

"Their curse is almost synchronized: every time Chu Qianju reincarnation, after more than ten or twenty years, the peacock will wake up. Then Chu Qianju goes to see him, stop him, and make him fell asleep again -just the price paid is the price is the price of the pay is life."

He closed his eyes: "I don't know, what is Chu Qianju's idea of ​​this matter ... He should know that he was only used by the Chu family as a gun, but he didn't care."

According to the reason, as the founder of "asking God", Chu Qianju should have a supreme position.

However, reincarnation, the suppression of the peacock god again and again, gradually wiped out this.

Others looked at Chu Qianju and thought of "this is a dead person."

They regarded the suppression of peacocks as obligations and threw them to Chu Qianji.

They also know that the eternal reincarnation makes Chu Qianju really die, which makes them indifferent to his sacrifice.

——The curse on you, you should also stop him.

You will be resurrected anyway, and death will have nothing to do with it.

Anyway, you never seem to be emotional, anyway, there will always be a next life...

Perhaps, Chu Banyang would have had the same idea.

But he always remembered the smile in Chu Qianju's eyes when he invited God.

No matter what, people’s hearts are soft, how could they really have no emotions at all?

It's just that some people keep it hidden.

Chu Qianju is like an indifferent stone.

Chu Banyang was fortunate to have seen the cracks in the stone, and light seeped out of them.

Chu Banyang said: "When the peacock's feathers are furious, they will turn into sharp and hard blades, no different from a dagger."

"Chu Qianju's body was full of penetrating wounds. At first, we thought it was the result of his fight with Peacock, but then I realized that this is not the case."

"These scars are because he finally hugged the peacock."

——Chu Qianju is also the favored son of heaven, and he knows the peacock to the extreme, which is why he has the ability to fight ghosts and gods.

To the end of the battle with the Peacock God, the gorgeous blue-green feathers fluttered, and the peacock was covered in blood and dripped down his body—he turned into a human body, but maintained all his characteristics, including the golden and green ones. Pupils, sideburns, and layers of feathers all over the body.

The bright red flows through the delicate collarbone, the slender fingers hang down, and the wildness and the gorgeousness blend on the beauty, which can catch people's minds at a glance.

At the last moment, the mad peacock god, or the man with scars, was out of breath.

Chu Qianju turned the blade in his hand, facing the sharp feathers that pierced him, and rushed forward.

The silver knife light slashed through the air, cutting off the emerald green, and finally splashing a curtain of scarlet.

It runs through the heart of the peacock, twists it hard, and pulls it out decisively.

Ghosts and gods can't really be killed in the world, but it's enough to hit Peacock and put him back to sleep.

And this decisive and ruthless knife made Chu Qianju unable to avoid another round of sword feathers.

In fact, he did not mean to avoid it. He clearly knew that he had no physical strength, and the only thing waiting for him was death.

He threw the short knife aside, the blade vibrated sonorously, shaking all the blood off the blade.

Then he faced the overwhelming feathers with cold gleams at their tips, took half a step forward, and hugged the Peacock God tightly.

Let the wings around the opponent pierce the body.

Everything returned to silence, the ground was in a mess, the feathers and blood merged together, and the ground was scarred.

They clearly love each other, but they are trapped by a curse and can only fight to the death.

Reason returned to the peacock's pupil.

In the last few seconds of his life, Chu Qianju stroked his face, from his eyes to his temples, from his chin to his neck, and finally lowered his head and kissed his lips deeply.

This is a kiss with blood and fire, but it is gentle to the extreme.

Just like many years ago, when he picked up the injured peacock on the wasteland, he trotted through the misty drizzle, and his embrace was so gentle.

"... Good night," Chu Qianju said in his ear.

"Little peacock, see you see you in life."