Chapter 296: [On Top of Death and Life] Just Like a Dream Back Then

Understand

What is there not to understand, Shi Mingjing has been hiding his true identity from the top of death and life from the very beginning. All these years, he has kept his real parents to himself, and even when he does mention them, it is only with a few words and a look of sadness that makes it hard to continue questioning.

There are always loopholes in lies, and too many words can lead to mistakes, a simple truth that Shi Mei would not fail to understand.

In retrospect, Shi Mei has never shed a single tear, no matter how much she has been wronged or traumatised since she was a child.

"Come up, and I will show you the end of the path of martyrdom."

On the left is a man with a gnarled beard, his eyes wide with anger and his hand holding a torque. On the right is a plump woman with lowered brows and eyes, holding a tortoise, which is a little better, ugly but tolerable.

The most uncomfortable thing is that in front of the five magical horses pulling the cart, five objects are suspended by spiritual power, namely limbs and a bloodied head These are fakes, carved in wood, but Chu Wanning had seen the fake Gouchen's face at the bottom of Jin Chengchi and so easily recognised that this was in fact the appearance of Gouchen Shanggong.

"All carriages in the demon world have always been like that." Fairy Tramper glanced at the slender head, "It's been that way for millions of years."

Sitting in the compartment, with the little bell on the bridle ring of the magic horse, Fairy Tramper reclined in a comfortable position and said, "You have guessed who the two figurines on the carriage are."

"It's Fuxi and Nuwa."

"Not bad." He laughed, "The old demon daddy hates the divine realm so much that he can't wait for the Beginning God to pull the cart for him for the rest of his life."

" How can Shennong God be spared"

"I have never heard Hua Binan talk about this. But rumour has it that Shennong God is gentle and generous and does not care about fighting and killing in his spare time, and he is not very close to Fuxi and Nuwa. I don't think that old man was involved in the battle of the gods and demons."

Chu Wanning then said no more and turned his head to look out of the window at the red path of martyrdom.

The horse was so fast that it carried them to the end of the long bloody bridge after about a cup of tea.

When we disembarked from the carriage, there was a bridge of white bones beneath our feet, an endless sea of clouds in front of us, and the Gate of the Demon Realm was hundreds of turns larger than it had seemed at the top of Death and Life, and we could see it clearly in full and in detail. It was so huge that it seemed to be bounded by the universe above and the earth below, and it burst into the rainy night with the fires of the demonic realm. A mortal standing in front of it is like a mayfly to a giant tree, a corn to the ocean.

Chu Wanning looks at the huge Tongtian gate, which is covered in exquisite relief carvings of the five realms, with the demonic realm at the top, followed by ghosts, demons and humans, and the divine realm at the bottom. The reliefs are magnificent, but there is an indefinable treachery about them.

"Doesn't it seem strange" Fairy Tramper walked up to him and looked at the huge door alongside him, "when I first saw it, I thought something was wrong too."

""

"It took a little over half an hour of looking at it to see the problem."

But he clearly had no intention of spending another half hour having Chu Wanning stare at it too, so he said, "All the reliefs on this door are not of the same material as the stone door, but were later fused on. It's divine bone."

Chu Wanning Looking back.

Fairy Tramper's demeanour became more and more cloudy in the light of the magic fire: "During the battle between the gods and the demons in the Flood, the demon daddy skinned and boned all the captured gods and made them into reliefs, which were embedded on all the gates to and from the demon world."

The gale blew the hem of his coat.

"From now on, all beings who travel to the Demon Realm will see how many Heavenly Gods were once captured by the demons. It is also a sign that the demons behind the gate will never have dealings with the celestial gods for all eternity."

After watching this amazing vision for a while longer, Fairy Tramper said, "That's about it, now that you know what we're going to do, you don't have so much as a grudge."

"Killing two lifetimes to make a way home." Chu Wanning lifted his eyes, and despite knowing that Fairy Tramper was nothing more than a puppet in the hands of a man, he couldn't help but grimace, "No blame, do you expect me to say, well done?"

Fairy Tramper was about to answer when she heard a commotion from behind her.

They looked back, but saw Mu Yanli leading a vast crowd of over a thousand people from the back of the Peak of Death and Life. She had not expected these two to be here, and first she stared, then her eyes fell straight on Chu Wanning.

"Why did you bring him here." She stared at Chu Wanning, but her words were addressed to Fairy Tramper, "And not afraid to get into trouble."

Fairy Tramper said coldly, "One look from him and I know what he'll want to do next. No need for you to bother."

"This is a key place for the Butterfly Bones to return home, do you know that"

He didn't even want to listen to her, and interrupted straight away, "Then who among you losers can fight him to a draw"

Mu Yanli chokes.

"It is more difficult for him to escape by my side than in a cage with a tenfold curse on him. I am kind enough to take him with me to share my worries with you, so why are you babbling so much?"

"You."

"Why," Fairy Tramper lifted her thin eyelids, her gaze extremely cold, "if you don't like it, I'll send him back immediately and leave him alone from now on. You'll find a way to keep an eye on him yourself. Don't let him get close enough to Hua Binan again to kill him easily."

Mu Yanli was struck speechless for a moment, and it was only after a long time that he changed the subject, saying with a thinly veiled brow, "Let's forget about it. I've got some pawns, so let's fill them all in. In addition, Nan has taken some people from the present world and banned them from the summit of death and life. Once you have cleaned up the matter at hand, go back and make some new chess pieces."

Fairy Tramper gave Chu Wanning a look, showing her white teeth and a deep pear-shaped pool.

"You are lucky to have a batch of work material. Do you want to see how this seat forges bridges"

The sacrifice of the living to build the pontoon was so horrific that Chu Wanning had a nightmare when he returned that day.

In the dream, Fairy Tramper stands at the end of the road of martyrdom, stepping on the bones of broken bodies, heart, liver, spleen, stomach, belly and intestines, every organ and piece of broken flesh with a bright red mouth, wailing in a piteous way.

"I don't want to die."

"Give me back my life! Give me back my life!"

In these fragments he saw the half face of Xue Meng, the eyes of Xue Zhengyong, the body of Madame Wang and the hands of Huai Zui with their fine moles.

He ran desperately towards them, shouting, " Xue Meng zun zhufu"

The words break off.

He saw the sky reflected in blood, and Mo Ran slowly turned back to his old discipleship clothes, his eyes gentle and sad, and he said, "Master, help me."

"I don't want to die, I don't want this to help me."

He tried to get up, but his wrists were bound by Fairy Tramper's spell and he could not move.

The room was quiet, he was alone, and the drip was slowly trickling, like the tears of those who had died converging into a stream.

"Come on people."

In the intervening days he had been thin and bony. He was sitting on the bed, so thin that the thick quilt barely rose and fell over him.

Memories of past lives, misses in this life, a sea of piled up corpses, a hopeless future.

The stakes were so heavy on his shoulders that they crushed even iron bones into ashes.

Chu Wanning's gaze is hollow as he stares blankly, slowly recovering from his nightmare, but the reality is no better than the nightmare, and he looks particularly broken.

"Come on people."

Liu hobbled in, much older than Chu Wanning remembered.

This world, after all, is too far and too distant from the year in which he died in his previous life.

"Patriarch, it's a nightmare."

Chu Wanning nodded wearily as the old servant could see right through him.

"I'll go and heat up a pot of ginger tea for you."

"No." Chu Wanning lifted slightly moist eyes and looked at him in the darkness, " What about Mo Ran is still on the road to martyrdom"

""

"How many more people did he kill?"

Elder Liu was silent for a long time and sighed, "Patriarch, don't ask."

The drip is long and long, the wind and rain outside.

"The old slave does not know about magical cultivation. But it is also clear that on the day the gates of life and death are completely opened, there will be no turning back. All these patriarchs actually understand in their hearts."

Chu Wanning's lips twitched, and after a moment he closed his eyes, his fingers gripping the fiery red spell chain on his wrist, and Fairy Tramper had been on his guard ever since his failed assassination attempt. When he had nothing else to do, Fairy Tramper would watch over him personally, and when he had to go outside to pave the way for the return of the demons, Chu Wanning would be locked up in Wushan Palace.

"Patriarch forget it, you've done enough in two lifetimes." Liu's voice was old, like a shaking autumn leaf, "The last little days, look away like everyone else."

"It's all over, there's no more way."

"Have a good time and stop torturing yourself."

Liu later brought a bowl of ginger tea and watched over Chu Wanning as he drank it. The old man used to be careful with his words and knew what to say and what not to say, which is why he stayed with Fairy Tramper for so long.

But on this rainy night, he looked at Chu Wanning, driven to the brink of extinction and haggard to the core, he looked at Chu Wanning's cheeks, whiter even than the porcelain jars, and he looked out into the bleak, windy and rainy night, and suddenly he had some mixed feelings.

Liu didn't know how to console him, so he could only mumble, "Drink some more, at least this bowl is always finished. Ginger tea drives away the cold. They say that nightmares are due to coldness, so if you drink it before you sleep, you won't have nightmares."

After a while, stunned, murmuring, "My son used to have nightmares all the time too, give him some and he'd sleep peacefully"

But the mumble was too soft for Chu Wanning to hear.

The old servant served him his tea and then slowly went out with his plate, wiping the corners of his eyes before he stepped out of the house. The old man was soft-hearted, but soft-hearted but unable to do anything, so his back became more and more stooped.

He disappeared at the end of the long corridor.

In fact, Liu Lao was right. To stop Shi Mei, the best time to do so is before the Time Life and Death Gate opens, and if we miss it, the situation will be almost impossible to undo.

Chu Wanning sits in the deserted Wushan Palace, knowing that he has lost out to Shi Mei, having discovered the truth too late in his previous life, and that his sacrifice and planning have only delayed this calamity by about ten years.

In the end it all comes back to the same place.

He tried his best, but in the end it came to nothing.

It is written in more than one book that when space and time are broken, the punishment of heaven will come, and even if it does not, these two earthly worlds are in chaos. These are the last years, as many people know, but Fairy Tramper, with his crippled consciousness, is not anxious, he is at ease.

This day he returned with a pot of pearly whites.

As he poured the glasses in front of them both, he said to Chu Wanning, "The road to martyrdom is almost paved."

""

"When I'm done helping Hua Binan with this, it'll be a relief." He took a sip of the pearly white he hadn't tasted in a long time, then smiled, "Well, it still tastes the same."

After speaking, he raised his eyes to Chu Wanning: "When they have returned to the Demon World, do you want to stay with me in this red world, or do you want to cross the Gate of Life and Death and let me return to the world before you?"

Chu Wanning glanced at him and asked, "Where is Shi Mei?"

"Division"

He froze for a moment, then his dark brows slowly furrowed and he looked a little confused and a little distressed as he put down his wine and raised his hand to rub the pressure on his forehead.

Chu Wanning watched his every move and thought to himself that Hua Binan had really confused his mind so much that the whole "Shi Mei" thing didn't make sense to Fairy Tramper right now, so he couldn't think any deeper.

In the end, Fairy Tramper's head ached and he dropped his glass, staring at the man in front of him in the candlelight with his sleepy, slightly red eyes.

"I don't know."

He closes his eyes and pulls Chu Wanning over to his feet, he remains seated, and after a moment, his forehead rests against Chu Wanning's waist, his nose nuzzling the scent of begonias.

"Don't ask me again."

In the days that followed, Fairy Tramper's behaviour was almost identical to that of her previous life, if not more so.

This corpse, which should not have feelings, seems to be afraid that Chu Wanning will disappear or die again, so it uses its strongest spells to trap him. During the day, Fairy Tramper goes off to make Zhenlong's pieces and pave the way to martyrdom, then returns at night to tangle with him endlessly. It is as if only the most intense sex can soothe his inner turmoil, as if the only way to confirm that this is not a dream is to dive deep into the warmth of Chu Wanning.

" Wangning "

In the dead of night, the man sleeping beside him murmurs.

"You pay attention to me."

He knew it was impossible, but at times like this, he still felt that the man he was entangled with had a soul. The heartbeat beneath his chest was deep and strong, and his brow was identical to that of the dead youth.

There is even something akin to love in Fairy Tramper's voice as she rasps out "Wangning".