When the magic stick summons cute pets

The humming of cicadas seemed to stop abruptly in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, all the scenery around Ye Changsheng began to slowly fade away from him centered on him.

In the beginning, it was only the floor and window sills near him, and then the fading speed became faster and faster, and in almost just a few seconds, it began to spread outwards and cover a large area, and spread to the end, even the sky became pale. It became a dull gray.

However, in the whole world, only the sun is still dazzling, which looks abrupt and weird against the gray and white background.

Ye Changsheng's eyes were staring at the sun for a long time, so he couldn't see anything now, but he still stubbornly raised his head, and after a while, he asked again in the direction of the sun.

"Is it enough?"

The whole space was silent for a long time, and just when Ye Changsheng thought that the other party wanted to keep silent for such a long time, there was a faint explosion sound in his ears, at first glance, it sounded like soap bubbles blowing up Reached mid-air and then seemed to burst.

As time went by, the blasting sound began to become more and more intense, and countless thin sounds overlapped together, which felt a little deafening.

Countless tall buildings that have turned gray and white gradually collapsed along with the distant mountains. The scenery is quite spectacular and reveals an unspeakable weirdness. Under the shroud of sunlight, it is like an epic disaster blockbuster .

——It's a pity that the only audience of this blockbuster was unable to appreciate this scene because of temporary blindness.

Until everything collapsed and ended, Ye Changsheng suddenly felt a faint light flashing in front of his eyes.He frowned, and subconsciously blocked his eyes with his hands. After a long while, he seemed to get used to it a little, and put his hands aside again, blinking his eyes and looking in the direction of the dim light in front of him.

There were no rushing waters coming from every direction, and there were no other people of all kinds that he had met, known, and spent time with.

He was still alone in the so-called "No. 19 Hell" that was so dark that he couldn't reach his fingers.

Tilting his head slightly, he looked around, and finally his gaze slowly fell on the pale halo in front of him that he had once considered a hallucination.

The faintly visible arch behind the halo actually still exists, but the difference from what he saw before is that the left half of the arch, which was originally made entirely of dead branches, suddenly bloomed densely with flowers. Son.

Those flower bones are of different varieties and colors. There are many varieties of Ye Changsheng that are even unheard of, but if you look carefully, all of them are extremely delicate and beautiful, as if someone secretly picked those flowers from the sky, decorating the entire arch. It's beautiful.

And against the extreme beauty of the blooming flowers on the left half, the already extremely bleak and shabby dead branches on the right look even more gloomy and weird. Like a devil's claw protruding from hell, staring at it for a long time makes people feel a little hairy on the back.

Ye Changsheng looked at the arched door indifferently, for a while, smiled lightly, and said in a low voice: "It's been so many times, and the same trick has to be played again without changing the medicine, so you don't have to. Are you bored?"

As soon as the voice on this side fell, there seemed to be a slight fluctuation in the surrounding silent air, and then, in the thick, semi-solid dark color, a faint figure seemed to suddenly appear.

Looking from Ye Changsheng's direction, he couldn't see the specific appearance of the other party through the darkness, but almost the first moment he saw that figure, his mind immediately deciphered the other party's identity.

The figure seemed to be looking at Ye Changsheng, and it took a long time to speak slowly, the voice was not high, but the voice seemed to contain some kind of power, word by word, before people realized what he said, On the contrary, the soul surrendered to this kind of heavenly power first.

"You woke up quickly this time."

The voice could not tell the gender, nor the age, but the speed of the speech was very slow, with a rare trace of doubt that could be heard: "What do you think is dissatisfied?"

Ye Changsheng smiled: "Both parents, rich life, and many friends. There is nothing dissatisfied." After finishing speaking, he paused for a while, shrugged his shoulders and continued, "It's just because I am too satisfied. I kept thinking in my head, 'Ah, this is a dream, how can there be such a beautiful thing in the world', thinking about it, I woke up naturally."

Hearing Ye Changsheng's words on the other end, he seemed to smile a little, but the voice he said was calm and unwavering, making it impossible to guess what his real meaning was: "Sure enough, no matter how many reincarnations you have experienced, you still You haven't changed at all."

Ye Changsheng thought about it for a while, but didn't know whether it was good or not, so he simply accepted it as a compliment with a smile: "After all, there is a saying that is good, and you must not forget your original intention in everything you do."

"Do you not forget your original intention?"

Before Ye Changsheng finished speaking, the voice over there rang out again, he repeated the few words in his words, and then asked lightly: "Then do you still remember your own original intention? what?"

Ye Changsheng didn't even have time to react. Hearing the question from the other side, the first word that popped into his mind was "go to the six realms of reincarnation".

He no longer remembers who came up with these five words, but it seemed as if they had been engraved into his soul, and he was about to blurt them out subconsciously.

But the moment he opened his mouth to say this, a man's face with scarlet eyes suddenly appeared in his mind.

He lowered his eyes slightly and seemed to be looking at him, but there was an obvious tenderness on his dull face.

Ye Changsheng's hand hanging by his side moved slightly. He looked at the figure on the other side through the thick darkness, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and sighed with a smile: "Probably, let's live well."

The moment he spoke, Ye Changsheng could clearly feel the figure on the opposite side move slightly.

It seemed that he was amazed that since so many so-called "trials", the boy opposite gave him a completely different answer for the first time. There was a long silence over there this time, and his voice seemed to be slightly deeper, more angry than angry. Instead, it seemed like the kind of puzzlement shown when encountering something novel: "Do you want to get out of here alive?"

Ye Changsheng probably felt that the question on the other end sounded a little illogical, so he couldn't help laughing out loud, but when the laugh was over, he asked helplessly: "I don't want to get out alive, is there anyone who just ran away from the beginning?" Did it die?"

The voice over there replied with a natural tone: "But you are different. You don't belong to the yang world. You go to the yang world and live with this skin for [-] years, but it's just like the yellow beam dream you just had. For you What is the difference between life and death? Huangquan is your destination."

Ye Changsheng listened to his explanation, thought it over carefully and found it very reasonable.He nodded and said very seriously, "I think you're right."

"Since you agree, then—"

Hearing from the other side, Ye Changsheng seemed to want to let go, and his voice calmed down again. He was about to say something, but he just started, but was forcibly interrupted by the other side.

"But there is still a difference." Ye Changsheng counted with his fingers, "First of all, there are too many dead spirits in Huangquan, they cry all day and night so loud that I can't sleep well, but when I was a human, I didn't have such trouble."

"Secondly, there are so many delicacies in Yangjian, and I haven't eaten all over the world yet. I will not be willing to die if I become a fish like this."

"Finally." Ye Changsheng bent his eyes slightly in a good mood, and slowly turned towards the other side, "There are still people waiting for me to go home in Yangshi."

The voice fell silent again, and he seemed to be taking a step closer to Ye Changsheng's direction. After a long while, his voice suddenly became cold, and he asked faintly, "That person from another world?"

Ye Changsheng smiled, but remained silent.

Seeing Ye Changsheng suddenly calm down, the other end seemed to be a little irritable, his voice was extremely cold, mixed with faint thunder: "Are you trying to rebel?"

Ye Changsheng endured the coercion he felt directly on his soul, barely straightened his back and said: "No. From the beginning to the end, you should understand that I have never had such unrealistic ambitions." He Seriously, "I just want to live."

The surrounding dark layer seemed to sense something, and it surged even more violently.

"You are not a living being, why are you obsessed with life and death this time?" It seems that after becoming the Dao of Heaven, he has never been refuted again and again, and there is a kind of dissatisfaction in his voice. Puzzled, "If you really just want to live a human life, as long as you want, through this door, I can create another small world for you like before."

He promised: "In that small world, you can still use the current appearance, like I showed you before, I can satisfy whatever you want. As long as you want, you can stay in the world for a long time." After a hundred years of old age there, choose to come back here."

Ye Changsheng thought for a while, and seemed to find his proposal very attractive, tilted his head and asked again: "So, is there my Mr. He in that small world?"

When He Jiuzhong was mentioned, the originally soft voice became cold again: "People from other worlds shouldn't be here. I can ignore the fact that you used your heretical power to deceive me. But he—— Naturally, wherever you come from, you will go back.”

Ye Changsheng let out a soft "ah", his voice seemed to be filled with regret: "That might not work."

"--what?"

Ye Changsheng had a smile on his face. He looked at the figure hiding in the darkness across the arch, and said every word very clearly: "If this is the case, then I may not be able to promise you."

"After all, I have already agreed with my family, Mr. He, that I will be with him in this life, the next life, and the next life. As a human being, the most important thing is to keep promises. I am born in a new society, How can a young man who grows up under the red flag with five lectures and four good deeds be dishonest to others, right?"

As Ye Changsheng's words fell to the ground, a gust of cold wind blew comfortably in the originally quiet and windless space. The wind was like a thin blade, passing through the corner of Ye Changsheng's eyes, leaving a deep bloodstain immediately.

There was blood rolling down the scar, which looked like a drop of blood and tears.

Ye Changsheng reached out and wiped away the blood bead, looked down at the bright red on the back of his hand, and smiled: "So there has never been any trial, right? No matter what I choose, in your eyes my ending There can only be one, right?"

The other side was silent, but the wind became more and more frantic.The broken hair on Ye Changsheng's head was blown messily by the wind, but he didn't care about it anymore. He stared at the opposite side with a pair of black pupils, and suddenly a pair of yin and yang fish floated up. In the absolute darkness, a flicker appeared. A strange and eye-catching color.

The smile on Ye Changsheng's face widened a bit, and his voice was slowly, with some subtle malice: "You are afraid. But you are the way of heaven. Once your order is issued, no one in the world will dare not to obey. In this way What are you afraid of?"

"Is it because I am afraid that I will repeat what you did 5000 years ago, and replace you," the corners of the lips slightly raised, "—replace it?"