Although the journey back was long, fortunately with the help of Jujiu Yuyi, Li Gaoren was able to get twice the result with half the effort. Within a few months, he returned quietly alone.
It's night, everything is quiet, and you enter the cold water at night.
Li Gaoren looked at all the objects on display in his home, which were covered with dust. He stood in the house for a long time, staring blankly.
Cutting his hair in front of the mirror, Li Gaoren slowly cleaned up his dusty face. He was originally delicate and fair, but the years of hardship have added a bit of strength.
For a long time, he closed his eyes slightly, as if he was remembering something or doing something.
On his face, there was a faint smile, but also an imperceptible pain.
Li Gaoren was sitting on a wooden chair, looking out the dim window. His body suddenly twitched, and then a dark red shimmer appeared on his body. On his skin, blue veins bulged, and blood-red flow spread like lines all over his body, until his face turned pale, and then he took a breath and stopped.
"Sakura Bell..." In the darkness, there was a hoarse tenderness.
Soon everyone in the village knew about Li Gaoren's return. Everyone came to visit him, and a long-lost excitement was celebrated inside and outside Zhenhun Village.
Li Gaoren seemed to be the same Dr. Li in front of the villagers. He was still as calm and easy-going as before, and there seemed to be no difference.
A few days passed like this, and that night, Li Gaoren practiced the blood sacrificial spell taught to him by the man under Jiuyou at home as usual.
The blood-red light was more dazzling and crimson than the previous days. On the zenith of Zhenhun Village, no one noticed that there were patches of dark clouds that were superimposed and accumulated, filling the air with richness.
When he felt about the same, Li Gaoren gently closed the door, blending into the night and blowing into the distance with the wind.
In the locust tree forest, Li Gaoren took off his silk hat and walked towards the place in his memory. His heart was filled with ups and downs, and he felt like he was in another world.
"Sakura Bell." Li Gaoren shouted slowly as he walked in the forest.
No one answered around, and the silence was eerie.
Li Gaoren had a panicky thought in his heart for no reason. He quickly passed by and came to the place where the formation was originally set up. He dug through the loess and saw a pile of broken bronze mirror fragments.
"Yingling, it's me, I'm back." Li Gaoren wiped all the fragments clean and held them in his hands and called.
But there is nothing strange in the hand, just like an ordinary bronze mirror.
When he read some heretical secrets in ancient books, Li Gaoren used this to separate Ying Ling from the soul-shaking mirror and let her stay in this locust forest.
Li Gaoren was afraid that he would be out for too long and that Ying Ling would not be able to wait for him. The spiritual energy in the formation would dissipate and she would disappear with it.
Although he had set up acupuncture techniques in the locust grove and relied on the natural yin energy of the locust grove to block the loss of Ying Ling's spiritual energy, he was not sure how long he could hold on.
Li Gaoren did not hesitate. The idea of the Blood Sacrifice Curse was generated in his heart again. He saw that his whole body became extremely strange and bloody, and his eyes were scarlet. During the process of casting the spell, dark clouds gradually gathered above the locust trees. Gathered together.
A drop of blood broke through the fingertips and silently dripped onto the body of the soul-shaking mirror that he had brought. Then, an inconspicuous ripple spread across the mirror body and submerged into it.
Li Gaoren's eyes were filled with joy, and he lowered his hand. Blood flowed from his fingertips into the mirror body, until his face turned pale, and until the soul-shaking mirror shimmered.
Smoke floated in the forest, illuminated by light, and a white figure slowly emerged in the smoke. She was a woman, just like before.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked vaguely in front of her. There was a person with red eyes, looking at him in a daze.
"Li Gaoren?" The woman who had just woken up opened her eyes wide and smiled happily.
"Sakura...Sakura Ling." He responded.
"You're really back. I seemed to have just slept. I don't know when or how long it took. Did you wake me up?"
He stood there and nodded. At this moment, all the thoughts and persistence in his heart seemed to have a destination.
The two of them walked side by side and strolled in the forest. As if Li Gaoren was telling the pain of lovesickness in his heart, he slowly told the story of his journey to Jiuyou. However, what he said were all anecdotes. Regarding his own suffering, he Not a word was said.
"You are so awesome. I admire you. I didn't expect Jiuyou to be found by you." After hearing what Li Gaoren said, Yingling was filled with admiration.
After Li Gaoren confirmed several times and knew that Ying Ling was fine, he told her that he had found a way now, but he was still learning and groping. He could not take her home, so he asked her to stay here for the time being. After he fully mastered it, he would repair the brakes again. Soul mirror.
Yingling didn't doubt it was fake and agreed wholeheartedly.
After that, Li Gaoren was doing his own thing during the day as usual. At night, he practiced the Blood Sacrifice Curse over and over again, becoming more and more proficient. Every night, he would go to the locust tree forest and spend the night with Ying Ling. Most of the time, he would spend the night in the mirror body of Ying Ling. He would secretly transfuse blood into the mirror body without telling her.
In the blink of an eye, another ten years have passed.
Until one day, a fairy-like old man swaggered into Zhenhun Village holding a flag.
At this time, Zhenhun Village has been shrouded by the gloomy clouds overhead all year round. There has been a severe drought for several years without even a drop of rain falling.
The villagers had noticed something was wrong before, but they were mortals after all and didn't know what was going on. They just felt that everyone had been having a very difficult time in the past few years. People in the village often looked depressed and felt unwell.
In addition, a large proportion of the disease occurs in the young and middle-aged people in the village. They become unable to do their job for no reason. Even walking is shaky and listless.
Many villagers visited Dr. Li's house, and Li Gaoren didn't know what method he used. After his treatment, those villagers quickly recovered as before. But the effect can only last for a few days. Once the time is up, I have to go to Dr. Li's home to get medicine again before he gets better.
Although there has been drought all year round and the water source in the village has been cut off, fortunately, Zhenhun Village is not far from the sea. All year round, everyone is used to going to the seaside to fetch water to solve the problem of water shortage in the village.
During this period, that is, from that time on, many villagers in the village could not bear the oppression and moved away one after another, thinking that the feng shui here was not good.
The old man who arrived at the beginning was Hu Baxian. Although he looked like an old naughty boy, he soon discovered the weirdness of the village and told everyone how to display various evil-proof props and methods at home to resist the evil spirit. into the body.
Li Gaoren only knew the reason, but he did not dare to act rashly, so he had to act cautiously. His body had undergone earth-shaking changes since he started practicing the Blood Sacrifice Curse.
His appearance is getting fairer and fairer, and there seems to be no trace of blood in his whole body. His black hair has already turned extremely gray. Such actions are against the laws of nature.
In order to prevent others from noticing his strangeness, Li Gaoren's mind gradually became demonic, using the power of Yin Qi to eat away at the villagers' Yang Qi to replenish his body's needs.
Those villagers who had left in the past were all detained by him when they passed by his door. Then, he turned all these villagers into nothing and were buried under his hands.
In order to speed up the progress, Li Gaoren began to lay out formations on the two ancient roads leading to the seaside from the village to draw water, so as to attract the villagers into it and take all their energy as his own.
Because he traveled back and forth between his own home and the locust tree forest, he needed more blood and vitality to replenish himself. Under such madness, within a few years only a few elderly people were left in Zhenhun Village, and the whole village became increasingly desolate and desolate.
During these years, Li Gaoren never stopped sending his own blood into the soul-shaking mirror. Day after day, without Ying Ling noticing, he silently endured all his pain.
He is no longer himself, all his thoughts are only for one person, crazy and fallen.
What kind of love can make people become so desperate and desperate?
"Ying Ling, when I extradite all my flesh and blood to you, you can become a real human being. At that time, you will be able to feel everything in this world." In the forest, Li Gaoren lowered his head and murmured.
"Ying Ling, I hope one day you won't blame me, and I hope you can live a good life. I am willing to do these things."
"Ying Ling, you must take a good look at this world. This is all my thoughts and hopes."
"If possible, one day, will you like me from the bottom of your heart..."
Those words were whispered by Li Gaoren to himself at night alone.
Li Gaoren took off his wings and coat, exposing his whole body to the woods under the moonlight.
There was nothing in the white skin, no bones left, no flesh and blood.
Over the years, he had cut out his heart and bones, collected blood, and dripped in the mirror.
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In the world of white light, Yingling shed tears. She never knew that Li Gaoren had paid so much for herself.
Of course she liked it, very much, but she kept it deep in her heart and never told him.
When Li Gaoren introduced a body of qi, flesh and blood into the mirror body in his early years, she was already slowly changing herself invisibly, the subtlety between heaven and earth, the softness in the wind, and when she stayed with Li Gaoren, the feeling on his body, his breathing.
It was an unprecedented feeling and change, but she had never noticed it.
She slowly became a person, with thoughts like a daughter, worries in her heart, and the ignorant attachment and love hidden in the hearts of two people.
Ying Ling's eyes were filled with tears. She looked at the past in the mirror, at Li Gaoren's persistence in those years, and at all he had done for himself. The blood seemed to be splashed on her face, blinding her eyes.
Mo Guyuan looked at it, also deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.
Ying Ling stood up with difficulty and tried to touch the portrait in the mirror, but all she saw was a shadow shaking and nothing.
"The body is full of three elements, the Eight Gods are the frontiers, the blood is the curse, and the flesh is the guide."
"Witnesses of gods and demons, I pray that my beloved may have more joy and peace in every life."
"Ying Ling, don't be afraid, I will turn into the wind of the four seasons in the world and stay with you all the time..."
Yingling screamed in pain, hoarse, and all her pain and happiness, love and unwillingness, were poured into her body like a flood under the last blood curse Li Gaoren sacrificed.
Those feelings made her feel like a knife piercing her heart, and she felt worse than death.
"Then do you want to become a real person?"
"I want to, I really want to."
"It would be nice if Sakura-chan girl looked like someone else."
"I'm a doctor, so I know something about prolonging life."
"Miss Yingling, your hands are so cold. Most of the alcohol has gone away."
"This time it's your turn to wait for me. Just wait for me in the locust grove outside the village that leads to the sea. You're not allowed to go anywhere."
The voice of the past time was smiling and sweet in his ears, which was the warmth and tenderness in his heart.
I didn't know it at that time, but now it has become a memory.
"Isn't this all he left for me? Isn't it so much joy and peace..."
"I regret it..." Ying Ling fell to the ground feeling lonely and desolate.
She raised her hand, and the light in the white world slowly dispersed, slowly closing towards the mirror under her body.
The high temperature in the ground gradually spread, but Ying Ling felt cold all over.
The hot flesh and blood that Li Gaoren extradited to her was filled with blood when she struggled just now, and she rejected all of it.
If this is how she feels, she is willing to abandon it and not want to accept it at all!
Ying Ling lay on the ground, watching the lava rolling and sparks flying.
She turned her head and looked at Mo Guyuan standing behind her. She smiled. Yingling smiled lightly and said, "Sir, can you do me a favor?"
Mo Guyuan looked stiffly, not knowing what she was going to do.
"Gaoren is down there, I want to have a good time with him."
Mo Guyuan was horrified and said urgently, "Miss Yingling, you must not do this. Since you have transformed into a spirit, why can't you cherish the blessings that Dr. Li has given you and live well."
"He gave me all my flesh and blood, and he has harmed so many innocent villagers. How can I live a good life? If he wants me to live a good life, should I obey him? This body of mine is his sin. , How can I let him get his wish?" Ying Ling said with a smile.
Mo Guyuan stood there blankly, unable to move.
"No matter where he is, even if his soul is scattered and turned into ashes, I will still find him."
Mo Guyuan's thoughts were confused and he didn't know what to do.
"I can't refuse the repair brought by the blood sacrifice spell. Even if I resist, the flesh and blood will still pour into my body under the power of the spell. I can't move anymore. If you throw me into the underground magma, you can also give those villagers a break. It's over." Ying Ling took a breath and murmured.
Looking at Mo Guyuan's posture, Ying Ling looked away, looked up with tearful eyes, and said with a smile, "Actually, I want to be by his side. I'm afraid that there is no place for him to live in this world. I'm afraid that he will never have a destination. I just want to stay with him." I don’t want him to be alone, so will you help me?”
Mo Guyuan's eyes turned red and he nodded tightly. Then, he gently picked up Ying Ling and walked towards the magma.
Ying Ling lay in his arms, looking at the appearance of the person in front of her. She suddenly remembered something and said faintly, "Sir, what did you see in the soul-shaking mirror before?"
Mo Guyuan lowered his head and looked at the figure under his gaze in confusion, his chest heaving and feeling uncomfortable.
"The mirror of the soul-shaking mirror can reflect the inner state of a person's heart. What you see will definitely be the most important to you. So you must cherish it, sir."
The magma below was boiling, and the high temperature rolled up. Mo Guyuan's eyes were blurred, and his mind was broken, but he didn't know why.
He let go of his hands, and the woman in his arms fell instantly into the fire.
Suddenly, there was a breeze blowing from nowhere, whistling in the underground cave, as if someone was whispering in the ear.
Ying Ling lay in the wind and closed her eyes slightly. It was the wind of the four seasons in the world, lingering around her.
Mo Guyuan looked at the magma swallowing Ying Ling's body, feeling confused and forgetful of himself.
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