Bingze looked at him and said: "You don't have to be humble. I have taught you everything I have learned in my life. You have learned very well. You will definitely become a good king in the future. You don't have to worry. I have already prepared for you." You succeeded to the throne and took care of everything. After my death, the four elders will assist you wholeheartedly. I believe you can do better than when I was on the throne and lead the people of Shenzawa to create a more prosperous age. "
Bingze was so angry that he smiled and said: "There is one more thing. After I die, let me put on that ice silk cloak and be buried. The secret room will be sealed forever, and the statue of the goddess inside must not be disturbed. .”
"Yes." Bingying promised.
goddess? The carving made by my uncle is really a goddess! Could it be that uncle has really seen the goddess?
However, before Bingying could ask, Bingze had already passed away.
The young and handsome king lay on the splendid and luxurious bed, like a cold statue. There was no pain in his brows, no reluctance to leave the world. He died very peacefully, just like an ice sculpture that had fallen asleep.
After that, the secret room was sealed and became a royal forbidden area. The successive kings of Shenze Kingdom also followed the instructions of their ancestors and never opened it. They did not know what secrets were hidden in the mysterious royal forbidden area.
There is hidden the most secret past in Bingze's heart, a person whom he loved until death but never saw him in life.
He never knew that falling in love with someone could have such a powerful power, that it could transcend time and space, forget life and death, and be obsessed with it endlessly.
"Click--"
The stone door that had been covered in dust for seven thousand years was finally pushed open. The dust inside was lingering and floating gently in the air.
A beam of light filtered in from the stone window on the side and shone on the faceless goddess sculpture. The graceful goddess in white clothes opened a pair of gorgeous white wings, as if she was about to spread her wings and fly to the sky.
When Liuyin Huanxi saw the face of the statue, he couldn't help but take a breath. The statue had no face.
A tear couldn't help but slip down from her cold face. She slowly pulled off the black veil covering her face, and the black veil shimmering with golden sand slowly slid down to her white neck.
Her lips trembled and she said: "How could this be? I have erased all their memories of the Heijue Kingdom. After leaving the Heijue Kingdom, they should have forgotten the memories of that time. How could it be..."
"You must find it strange, right? Although everyone has forgotten that memory, I have not completely forgotten it." Suddenly someone spoke in the empty stone room.
Liuyin Huanxi was startled and hurriedly turned around, only to see a man standing behind her. He was tall and wearing the white ice silk cloak, which was the feather coat she left behind in the world seven thousand years ago. .
Liuyin Huanxi's face was filled with astonishment, and she looked at the tall man in front of her with trembling eyes. She saw her slowly walking towards him.
His face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were blue, with a kind of deathly silence. After seven thousand years, he finally waited for his goddess, and there was a hint of tenderness in his cold eyes.
"Bingze--"
Liuyin Huanxi couldn't believe that he was still alive after all these years.
When his body walked into the light, she could see clearly that under the white ice silk cloak, there was a light-like figure shrouded in ice. He was no longer a human being, he had become a person who was not reincarnated. Ghost spirit.
In the faint underworld, there is still obsession.
Beings in the underworld, no
Enter reincarnation.
He will not stop until death, crazy about love.
After seven thousand years, Bingze finally saw that face again. The moment he saw Liuyin Huanxi, he recognized her. The person in front of him was the one he had been waiting for for seven thousand years. That goddess.
Bingze sighed: "I didn't expect you to remember my name, goddess! I've been waiting for you for seven thousand years, but I didn't expect you to finally come to see me!"
"Bingze, what did you say? You said you have been waiting for me for seven thousand years?" Liuyin Huanxi expressed disbelief. He should have forgotten everything about Heijue Kingdom, including the memory of her.
"Impossible, I have erased your memories, how could you still remember me?" Liuyin Huanxi shook his head, looking in disbelief.
Bingze smiled bitterly and said:
"Yes, goddess with boundless power, you have indeed erased all memories of the Black Jue Kingdom, but you have never thought that humans have an obsession, and that obsession can sometimes even surpass your divine power. .”
"When we left the Black Jue Kingdom, I found that the people around me began to slowly forget everything that happened in the Black Jue Kingdom. It was as if those things had never happened. They even thought that the Black Jue Kingdom disappeared overnight."
"I know that I will soon forget everything about the Black Jue Kingdom, but those memories are not important to me. For me, the only thing I don't want to forget is everything about you, the goddess!"
"Why do you have such a deep obsession with me?" Liuyin Huanxi was puzzled. She is the goddess of dance and music in the eternal night starry sky, a high-ranking goddess. She has been pure and pure all her life, and has never been bound by the world of mortals. Eyes captivated by love.
She has never tasted love, let alone what love is. She didn't know that love would give rise to huge obsessions. It was obvious that Bingze's obsession with her had surpassed everything else, and even the divine power she exerted was helpless.
"Goddess, don't you know why I have such a deep obsession with you?"
Facing the slowly approaching Bingze, she still felt inexplicably oppressed even though he was a man with supreme divine power. Even though he was just a ghost wearing an ice silk cloak and posed no threat to her at all, but She couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Bingze's ice-blue eyes were as clear as ice, but seemed to be burning with flames. His handsome face was filled with suppressed pain, but from time to time an uncontrollable smile bloomed.
Liuyin Huanxi's clear eyes shone with golden light, and she shook her head in confusion.
Bingze sighed deeply, and the sigh sounded so resolute in this empty secret room, like the strings of a piano being gently plucked, long and far-reaching, he continued:
"After returning to Shenzawa, the memories of the people around me have been completely wiped out, and my memory is slowly fading. I know that no matter how persistent I am, I am afraid that I will eventually forget everything about you."
"So I can only carve out your appearance, but every time I want to carve out your appearance, I feel a splitting headache because...because I can no longer remember your appearance."
"Goddess, my superior goddess! You will never know how desperate and suffocating that feeling is! I don't want to forget you, but the magical power you exerted forced me to You forget."
"I wanted to carve your likeness like crazy, but even though I had a splitting headache, I still couldn't get it right.
Method. I know that as a mortal, I will never be able to defeat this divine power. "
"So I kept telling myself in my heart that there is a person who is very important to me, and I can never forget her in this life. Even if I can no longer remember what she looks like, I can't forget her in my heart, so I carved your name into the palm of my hand.”
"The cold dagger pierced the palm of my hand, and I carved your name one stroke at a time, with my heart full of piety and attachment. The interlaced knife marks changed the lines on my palm. I wanted to go against the will of heaven, It has something to do with you."
"When the bright red blood flowed down from my palm, with the heart-breaking pain, I finally completed the imprinting of the four words, and watched the four blood-stained words fall safely into my palm, Beautiful and dazzling, like the confusion that fills the sky, the eternal curse!"
"I know that the person I miss in my heart can no longer be erased from my mind. No matter how much time passes, even if I am afraid of the vicissitudes of life, even if I have to cross the underworld of death, I will... I will... forever ...Remember you forever!"
When Liuyin Huanxi heard Bingze's words, she expressed disbelief. Her mind went blank, and her eyes looked at the underworld king in shock.
Bingze slowly raised his left hand, and indeed there were four words engraved on the pale palm - Liuyin Huanxi!
He carved her into his palms and his heart. Warm her name with the tenderness of this life.
Liuyin Huanxi was shocked. Looking at the name on his palm, she felt as if her whole body had stepped on the air. She didn't know where her heart was going to fall. With weightlessness and confusion, she said: "Bingze... "
Bingze spent his whole life waiting for a fruitless turn back.
The goddess who spread her wings and flew away looked back in the vastness of heaven and earth. Even though he knew that he might not be able to see her again even if he died, he still waited impatiently.
In this cold palace, in this secret chamber, he carved her, thought about her, and remembered her.
If he were the God who created the world, then he would have personally created the woman he loved. But he is not, he is just a mortal, and he can only use a lifetime of affection and obsession to carefully copy her appearance, create a skeleton for her, and fabricate a heart for him.
And all this, she who is far away will never know.
In the end, he died, on that night seven thousand years ago. After all, he could not wait for her arrival. This was all destined from the beginning. He made a desperate move and was not afraid of the end of time.
How much he hoped that the goddess would look back for him again and come to Shenze to see him, but he was just a mortal, and how could God show mercy to a mortal's humble prayers?
After his death, Bingying was ordered to bury him in an ice silk cloak.
He wanted to use the feathers of his most beloved person to wrap his bones, accommodate his remaining soul, and listen to his lifelong love.
Unfolding this cold feather coat, it was like she was holding him tightly in her arms.
After his death, he did not enter reincarnation, but only entered her arms.
Unexpectedly, the ice silk cloak was a sacred object of the God of Dance and Music, and had the ability to protect his soul and stay in the world forever, so he survived in another form.
In this way, he has been waiting hard for Liuyin Huanxi, and he will keep waiting until she comes. He will definitely be able to see her again before the world is annihilated.
