Drunken Crane Immortal

Chapter 51

Hua Zhaoshui was half asleep and half awake, still remembering to tell him about her dream, but when she opened her eyes the next day, she didn't remember such a thing at all, and went on to please the swans in the pond.

He played around and ran into Sheng Jianwei who had just come out of that room, he immediately stopped playing, leaned over and asked, "Why are you staying there again?"

Sheng Jianwei looked at him and said, "You may have to go in and stay for a while."

Hua Zhaoshui groaned, his first reaction was fear, but he hesitated for a moment and said, "Do I have to bleed again?"

Sheng Jian nodded slightly and said, "It won't hurt too much."

Hua Zhaoshui hummed, followed him in for the first time, and asked again: "Then... can you tell me, what are you doing inside?"

Sheng Jianwei led him into the room, closed the door with his hand, motioned him to sit down, and said, "Don't you know that? Recently, my spells are not very good. It may be because of my laziness, so I took more time."

Hua Zhaoshui watched those red silk threads get entangled, her breathing slowed down in fear, she closed her eyes tightly in fear, and clasped her fingers tightly on the armrest of the chair.

Sheng Jianwei squatted in front of him, looked into his eyes, and said, "Are you so scared?"

Hua Zhaoshui opened her eyes a little, and said nervously: "You didn't scare me on purpose, I'm afraid when I see this thing now..."

Sheng Jianwei gently stroked the red thread wrapped around his wrist, and said: "These red threads are transformed by my witchcraft, they are the same as me, now that I have tasted your blood, they also belong to you .”

Hua Zhaoshui also looked down, nervously said: "Then... can you be gentle? It's just taking blood, I'm not afraid, as long as you don't deliberately torment me."

Sheng Jianwei touched his eyes and said, "You've been so obedient recently, so I won't bother you."

Hua Zhaoshui was almost buried in his arms, smelling the faint woody fragrance on his body and inexplicably quieted down, just talking to him sullenly: "I always feel that you still have a lot of things that you haven't told me...Of course, you don't It doesn't matter if you tell me, I just want to know if your witchcraft is out of order...does it mean something not very good."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt pain in his wrist, he hissed, and before he could move, Sheng Jianwei embraced him in his arms.

Sheng Jianwei's voice sounded above him: "It's okay, don't worry."

He laughed after saying "don't worry", and jokingly said: "I thought you would hope that all my witchcraft would fail and you would be free."

Hua Zhaoshui was taken into consideration by what he said, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I always think that's not a good sign, so I want to ask, why do you always say something irrelevant."

Sheng Jianwei stroked his hair and said, "Okay, you can get up now."

Before Hua Zhaoshui could react, he looked down and saw that those red threads had been withdrawn from his body. He said in surprise, "It really doesn't seem to hurt. Can you control me whether it hurts or not?"

Sheng Jian shook his head slightly and said, "It's just that you're used to it."

Hua Zhaoshui didn't quite believe what he said, so she curled her lips and said, "But there were only a few times in total, and I felt that you did it on purpose."

Sheng Jianwei didn't make any excuses, still squatting in front of him, his eyes were a little unusual, he touched his face with his fingers, and said, "Don't you want to go out to play? I'll take you out tomorrow, okay? Go to a place you haven't been to before." The place."

Hua Zhaoshui showed a smile on his face, and said, "Okay...A place you haven't been to? Are you not going to deal with the matter of the Sun Mansion?"

"Last time I promised to play with you, first fulfill the promise, and then do other things."

Hua Zhaoshui tilted his head to look at him, and said, "Why? You can play with me anytime, as long as you take me out, I'm not so unreasonable."

Sheng Jian smiled, stood up, stretched out his hand, and said, "I have lived here alone for many years, and I have always thought that time is the cheapest thing. But recently I discovered that God is fair to everyone." Yes, no one can jump out of the shackles of the years."

Hua Zhaoshui held his hand and stood up, followed him out, she didn't understand what he meant, looked up at him, and said, "I don't understand what you mean."

Sheng Jian pushed open the door slightly, and the sunlight outside swept away the darkness in an instant. He squinted his eyes and said, "Time is limited, so it's better to do some idle things first."

Hua Zhaoshui said happily: "This is so strange, the time is indeed limited, but why not do the business first, but the idle business first?"

Sheng Jianwei just smiled and didn't answer him, just said: "There are no big rivers near Luanshi Village, this time I will take you to take a boat, okay?"

Hua Zhaoshui was immediately distracted, and said happily: "Okay! Will you take me to the beach? I heard that there are conch and shells there. I read that people used to use shells as money. Woolen cloth."

Sheng Jian smiled and said, "Don't you not like reading? You also know this."

Hua Zhaoshui hooked his fingers back, snorted, and said, "I don't like reading serious books."

The atmosphere at the moment is quite harmonious, Hua Zhaoshui lay on the table and watched him write, stared at him for a long time, then remembered the scene where his mother held his hand and taught him to write, she suddenly felt sad, and her eyes became a little sleepy Sick.

Sheng Jian raised his eyes slightly and saw his strange expression, and said, "What's the matter? This expression."

Hua Zhaoshui didn't dare to say anything when it came to his lips. No matter how good-tempered this person is, no matter how tolerant he is, he would never give in on things like going home. He didn't understand what the taboo was, so he didn't dare Opening his mouth, he just shook his head.

Sheng Jianwei looked at him again, put down his pen, and said, "Children lose their temper really quickly."

Hua Zhaoshui looked at him several times with evasive eyes, and then said: "I dare not say, I'm afraid you will get angry."

In fact, he didn't need to say anything, as soon as Sheng Jianwei uttered such words, he knew what he wanted to say, and he really showed a displeased look, and said, "Is it not good here? You're so distracted. "

Hua Zhaoshui quickly shook her head and said: "No... I just don't understand why you can promise me other things, but not this one. I... I don't mean to ask you to send me home, I just Want to know why."

Sheng Jianwei went to grind the ink with his hands, his movements were a little rough, and a few drops splashed on the table.Hua Zhaoshui was originally kneeling on the chair, but now she also stood up, walked over to take the things, rubbed the ink for him with some displeasure, and said listlessly: "If you don't say it, don't say it, you don't have to be angry, right? .”

Sheng Jianwei just looked at him, the unhappy expression gradually disappeared, he put his arms around his waist, and said, "Do you know what those red silk threads are?"

Hua Zhaoshui shook her head.

Sheng Jianwei said: "Those are refined with my blood, and if you feed them blood, it means—" He said as he grabbed the wrist of the person beside him, rubbing his fingers lightly against his blue Blood vessels, said: "The blood flowing here is yours and mine."

Hua Zhaoshui couldn't help shivering. He vaguely seemed to know what this meant, but he couldn't explain clearly. He just stared blankly at his wrist, and then nodded obediently for a long time.

Sheng Jianwei made him sit on his lap, raised his hand to touch his cheek, and said, "You don't belong to them anymore, don't keep thinking about those things, it's not good for you." .”

For the first time, Hua Zhaoshui really felt that everything in the past was going away from him, he was a little sad, and hung his head without saying a word.

Sheng Jianwei took the initiative to kiss his lips very rarely, and said, "Why are you crying? It's been so long, I thought you should understand."

It was only then that Hua Zhaoshui realized that she was crying. She wiped her sleeves at a loss, and said, "I don't understand...you mean, I can go anywhere, but go home?"

Sheng Jianwei also reached out to wipe his tears and said, "I will take you to many places, won't you stay with me?"

Hua Zhaoshui just stared at him without saying a word.

Sheng Jianwei looked at him for a long time, a little impatient, raised his hand to pinch his chin, and said: "I used to think that I still have a lot of time, and I can take my time and don't worry about everything, but now I am a little anxious. "

Hua Zhaoshui's eyes were a little dazed, and he said, "What..."

His ending sound was swallowed by a sudden kiss, Hua Zhaoshui was taken aback, but he wanted to hide but was firmly held by him, so he could only raise his head to kiss him.

Hua Zhaoshui herself couldn't resist his kiss, she became obedient after a while, and even took the initiative to cater to him, with her arms weakly wrapped around his neck.

Sheng Jianwei gently stroked his waist with his other hand, and pressed his forehead against his forehead. Listening to his trembling breathing, he said softly: "Do you still remember what I told you last time, the final appearance of a sacrifice should be what?"

Hua Zhaoshui was a little dizzy from being kissed, but he became sober when he mentioned this, hesitatingly asked: "Will your soul be taken away..."

Sheng Jian hummed slightly: "This is one of the ways."

Hua Zhaoshui felt a little sad, and asked, "Will you do this?"

Sheng Jianwei kissed the tip of his nose and said, "I don't really want to use this method - if I do, you will be trapped here forever, worse than those lonely ghosts."

Hua Zhaoshui leaned on his shoulder, felt the vibration of his vocal cords, and heard him say, "Do you want to try another kind?"

"What's the other one?"

Sheng Jianwei kissed his wet eyes and said, "Do you know that in the practice of those Taoist priests, there is a saying called double cultivation?"

Hua Zhaoshui didn't understand, so she shook her head.

Sheng Jianwei looked at him, touched his lips, and sighed: "I didn't want to do this at first, but you dirty me first."

Hua Zhaoshui bit his finger, and said unhappily, "Did I dirty you just by kissing you?"

Sheng Jian smiled, pinched his lips, and said, "That's not what it means—it's just that there's no turning back now. I'm reluctant to take your soul away, and there's no need for it anymore."

Sheng Jianwei's tone was a little strange, making it hard to hear his emotions. He said, "You will be my last sacrifice. I still won't sacrifice it to the so-called heaven."