man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 216 Return!

The man stopped writing.

This "finishing touch" has not been clicked for a long time.

At some point, a similarly crooked figure appeared in front of him.

He was sitting opposite the man, and there was also a piece of paper in front of him.

The two maintained the same posture.

At this moment, it was as if there was a mirror in front of the man, and the two were each other's reflections, forming a pair.

"Reflection" raised his head, the thin face, sunken eye sockets, and the blazing flames burning in the eyes clearly belonged to him now.

That face is unpredictable, sometimes it is him, sometimes it is not him.

The man opened his mouth wide, looking at the "reflection" that appeared out of nowhere in front of him, an inexplicable chill came to his heart.

crackle!

A bolt of lightning exploded in his mind.

My head hurts.

There seems to be something between the eyebrows that is about to squeeze the skull and break out.

His head hurts, hurts, hurts.

Countless pictures of strange memories emerged in front of the man.

He is quickly reviewing everything about the real "Gongsun Mo" from the No.1 perspective.

The story of Gongsun Mo and Xie Luohe 200 years ago is not exactly the same as that of Zheng Xiu.

It's just that, in the end, they also went through hardships and lost their love, and in the end, they all came here.

"what……"

"I understand……"

The man's hand holding the pen began to shake violently.

"I learned everything about you,"

"I have all your memories,"

"I've been through your ups and downs,"

"I walked the road you walked,"

"In the end, I came here to 'bring back' her."

"For this, bring it back to the Xie Luo River."

"So, who am I?"

"I'm Gongsun Mo?"

"I'm Zheng Xiu?"

"No! Gongsun Mo!"

"No! Zheng Xiu!"

"I'm Zheng Xiu!"

"I'm Zheng Xiu!"

"I'm Zheng Xiu!"

"But……"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

The man laughed, laughed, and shed tears.

"It turns out that this is the real purpose of your painting!"

"You clearly know that in the second hundred years, you will become a human pillar! You clearly know that you will be deceived by the candle, willingly create a cannibal painting comparable to ghosts and monsters, and enter there! You clearly know that you will be taken away Walk……"

"But you still did it, you drew it!"

"Whether I admit it or not, whether I can stick to my heart, it doesn't matter...it doesn't matter...it doesn't matter!"

"After going through all this, after a hundred years of time, I still barely remember that I am Zheng Xiu..."

"But this is a ritual..."

"Follow the rules...a whole hundred years!"

"This finishing touch is your last stroke!"

"It's also my last word!"

"Once this sum falls..."

"I will, be you!"

Jung Soo was crying and laughing at the same time!

After a hundred years of solitude, at this point, he finally understood everything.

I understand the reason why the cannibal painting exists, and I also understand that 200 years ago, Gongsun Mo clearly knew that painting this painting would make him a "pillar of people" and enter the eternal darkness, but he still actively got into the candle like a moth to a flame in the conspiracy.

His purpose is to create a "second Gongsun Mo". Even if he dies, he leaves, and he can't come back, there will be a second person who walks the same path as him, has the same memory, and has the same heart. Love and hate, save Xie Luohe!
At first Zheng Xiu could only follow Gongsun Mo's memory.However, under the interference of the "Prisoner" method, Zheng Xiu was no longer trapped in Gongsun Mo's memory since he "robbed the prison car", and moved freely with his heart.

He has been in the painting for more than a hundred years, and his life experience may not be exactly the same as that of Gongsun Mo back then, but in the end, he has come here.

If it were someone else, Gongsun Mo would definitely succeed.

The one who came out of the cannibal painting must be the second "Gongsun Mo"!
Cannibal painting, worthy of cannibal painting!

What it really "eats" is not the human body, but the human heart!

It can eliminate people's original intentions and create a new Gongsun Mo!
If Zheng Xiu was not a different person, it is very likely that under the influence of the cannibal painting, in the memory that is difficult to distinguish between true and false, he will completely forget himself and become a new...Gongsun Mo!

Before Zheng Xiu's eyes, the crooked and thin shadows scattered like fine sand, gathered behind Zheng Xiu, and "crawled" behind Zheng Xiu silently like a shadow.

"call……"

Zheng Xiu's expression suddenly relaxed. A hundred years of loneliness and vicissitudes disappeared without a trace on his face in an instant. His eyes were deeply sunken, and his eyes were filled with tenderness.

"come back."

The tip of the pen fell and lightly touched the blank face in the painting, forming a pair of smart eyes.

"Not her! Not her! Not her!"

The shadow behind Zheng Xiu suddenly let out a stern roar, and the surrounding space began to collapse, shattering like glazed glass, turning into dots of light all over the sky.

The underground cavity where he has sat withered for nearly a hundred years is like paper, showing a distorted posture.Cracks visible to the naked eye started somewhere and spread in all directions.

The hole behind Zheng Xiu suddenly enlarged, dyeing the surroundings into pitch black.

The moment the pen was written, he began to sink, and with the collapse of the space, everything around him began to become grotesque, as if it were real or unreal.Zheng Xiu's expression was calm, and he watched helplessly that his buttocks had turned into a pitch-black swamp, and when he was sinking, Zheng Xiu stuck his hand into it.

"After all, you still can't draw the scene of ever-darkness, and neither can I."

The surface of Zheng Xiu's body gradually cracked, and the shriveled skin swelled up again.Layers of old skin peeled off and faded away, the thin white hair completely fell out, and the long black and beautiful hair grew wildly again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Not her! Not her! Not her!"

The pitch-black quagmire set off turbulent waves amid hysterical roars.A huge force pulled Zheng Xiu's rejuvenated body upside down, and as the pulling became more intense, his body was pulled into a strange shape like plasticine.

A painting floated and sank in the black tide, and a ferocious face emerged on the paper.

The picture scroll seemed to come alive, standing in front of Zheng Xiu, the hideous and distorted face on it looked at Zheng Xiu from afar.

Zheng Xiu looked surprised: "I am different from you, you are still in the painting, painting yourself."

"It's not her!"

The ghost in the painting roars.

"It's not your her, but mine."

Zheng Xiu smiled slightly.

With long black hair fluttering, Zheng Xiu exerted his strength again and pulled out a white palm from the mud. Then, a beautiful figure who had been away for a hundred years emerged from the tide in a daze.

Dressed in black, with long hair tied behind his head, the word "Ding Wei" slowly turning in his right eye...it's Feng Bei!

The moment he saw Zheng Xiu, Feng Bei's blank eyes became a little confused, his red lips parted slightly, and he said quietly: "Husband..."

"Welcome back."

"Ah."

The world is falling apart.

All the scenery disappeared, leaving only a boundless black sea.

"It's not her, it's not her, it's not her!"

The ghost man in the painting is still roaring, it cannot communicate, only this sentence is repeated over and over again.

Feng Bei nestled quietly in Zheng Xiu's arms, enjoying the warmth of reunion after a long absence.The noisy noise from the ghost in the painting made Feng Bei frown. She just wanted to extend her other hand. Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei have been husband and wife for ten years, so they know her thoughts. Scratching his palm, he said: "No need, he has painted himself into it for a hundred years, and there is only a wisp of his soul left. Now that I have broken his trap, everything will disappear, and he will disappear soon, but the pity It's just people."

Feng Bei's palm was pinched, scratched, and scratched by Zheng Xiu, Feng Bei's pretty face blushed slightly, rippling charmingly, but he refused to accept it, and scratched back.In front of "Gongsun Mo's remnant soul", the two intertwined their fingers and changed more than ten postures, with a deep meaning hidden, Feng Bei understood it in seconds, and his face was so red that it was smoking.It was just that suddenly, being pestered, Feng Bei was taken aback. She couldn't care less about the broken painting at the moment, and pinched Zheng Xiu's face with the other hand in a daze. After pinching for a while, she said : "Why can I..."

Zheng Xiu knew what Fengbei was thinking.

She was struggling with why she was able to touch her sweetheart openly and aboveboard, and she obviously had an unknown responsibility.

Zheng Xiu shook his head: "I don't know." After a moment of silence, he said: "Perhaps my level is higher."

Feng Bei was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why.

The roar from the picture scroll gradually weakened, and a wave suddenly rose in the floating black sea, like a high wall.Two figures in the tide broke through the water, and their bodies were covered with a layer of asphalt-like dirt.

The two people who look exactly the same are Fan Yao and the monk.Fighting in the ups and downs of the tide - it was a real fight, I saw Fan Yao grabbing the monk with a ferocious face, biting, tearing, and biting off the monk's ear with one bite, causing blood and flesh to splatter.

The monk bit back and sipped Fan Yao's face with bloody mouth, and bit off Fan Yao's eyes alive, leaving a bloody hole in Fan Yao's face.

Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei's expressions changed, they were about to move without caring about each other.Suddenly, a severed arm stretched out from under Zheng Xiu's feet. The pale five fingers with only a layer of shriveled skin were like claws, curled around Zheng Xiu's arm, and the five fingers were firmly embedded in Zheng Xiu's flesh.

"Go help the monk!"

Zheng Xiu's expression changed, but he asked Feng Bei to help the monk.

Feng Bei looked back at Zheng Xiu, and in an instant, Feng Bei understood what Zheng Xiu was thinking.She nodded without any hypocrisy: "Okay!"

With that said, Feng Bei stepped on the Black Sea and floated towards the place where the monk and Fan Yao were fighting.

Stepping out a few steps, Feng Bei's long hair fluttered, and the thorn-like black lines under her fair neck spread silently, and finally gathered in her right eye, like a dark and gorgeous rose.A towering shadow loomed behind Feng Bei, and Feng Bei waved his right palm to Fan Yao.

The black sea surface was divided into two, and a huge gap was torn out in the distant sky by Feng Bei's illusory knife.Fan Yao's body was split in two in an instant, and separated from the middle. The hatred in Fan Yao's eyes was like two sharp knives, as if they were real, vicious curses came out from the two halves respectively:

"You must not die!"

"You must not die!"

"You must not die!"

When the monk heard the words, he screamed and fell into the sea.

This is also the reason why Zheng Xiu temporarily put aside his own safety and asked Feng Bei to help the monk.As a monk's secondary personality, Fan Yao was able to gain the upper hand for so many years and completely suppressed Monk Huahua. It can be seen that among the many personalities, Fan Yao is a powerful existence that dominates.Now, if there is no external force in their personality dispute, even if the monk is the master personality, it is very likely that Fan Yao will be swallowed up.

Fan Yao didn't know what he had experienced after entering Ever Darkness. At this moment when the world in the painting collapsed, he took the opportunity to escape, his heart was already filled with resentment, and he desperately wanted to kill the monk and replace him.

Fan Yao's "rumors" were indeed evil. After the monk fell, Feng Bei's delicate body shook slightly, and the towering shadow behind her faintly showed signs of collapse.

"call……"

Zheng Xiu is here.

He has no time to take care of other things, he saw that hand "a hundred years ago", it is the trick of the [painter]!

No wonder Zhu is confident that with a cannibal painting, he can trap Fengbei and even bring Fengbei into eternal darkness.That's because the "painter" trick he used to lure Gongsun Mo into the game a hundred years ago has always been hidden in the cannibal painting!
The shriveled five fingers "bitten" into Zheng Xiu's flesh and blood, and Zheng Xiu's eyes instantly became red like blood, covered with bloodshot eyes.

"Bad..."

It seems like a good thing that the ghost of the painter's door is possessed.But when the strange thing really bit him, Zheng Xiu realized that it was not that simple.Suddenly there were low-pitched whispers in his ears. At first Zheng Xiu couldn't hear what those whispers were saying, but gradually Zheng Xiu seemed to hear the voices of many people, including Gongsun Mo's voice.

Zheng Xiu's eyes were blurred, and there were constant images in front of his eyes.Under him, the vast black sea stretched out twisted and ugly tentacles, and when the monster forcibly merged with Zheng Xiu, it pulled him into the bottom of the sea.

"Boom~"

at this moment.Zheng Xiu felt a sharp pain on his forehead, and something came out.

It was a dice, a bloody dice.

The twenty-sided dice suddenly opened countless densely packed eyes.

All eyes "fall" off the dice.

Those eyes seemed to be alive, connecting themselves into a chain.

Snapped!
The chain suddenly "grabbed" the "painter" monster that "bited" Zheng Xiu.

Claws froze for a moment.

Zheng Xiu was taken aback.

In the distance, Fengbei and the monk were taken aback.

Fan Yao sank.

The ups and downs of the black sea, the collapsing world, everything seemed to stand still in an instant, completely frozen in front of the eyes of the three of them.

……

On Tianyin Mountain.

A huge white snake curled up in a warm nest, sleeping comfortably.

Suddenly, it opened its eyes, rolled wildly in the nest, and bumped its head against the mountain wall.

boom!
Under the terrifying power of white, a big hole was knocked out of the mountain wall. The tumbling white snake writhed in the snow-capped mountain. Its madness caused waves of avalanches, shaking the ground and mountains.

laugh!
The white snake rolled its eyes, and died from the pain, a neat cut cut open the white snake's belly out of thin air, and three figures burst out of the white snake's abdomen.

One kicked the bald head flying away, and the bald head spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell down in the snow, staining the white snow red.

Feng Bei catches up, full of murderous intent.

Finally, Zheng Xiu's fist and Feng Bei's palm stopped in front of the monk.

The monk clasped his hands together, his eyes were clear, and he smiled at the two of them: "The little monk is back."

Feng Bei and Zheng Xiu looked at each other and remained silent.

The monk blinked, and blinked desperately at Zheng Xiu: "Xiaotao's tombstone..."

"Ahem, it's a monk."

Feng Bei squinted, alert.Fox asked: "What happened to Xiaotao's tombstone?"

Zheng Xiu looked away and pulled the monk up from the snow.

After a while, the three laughed.

"came back."

(End of this chapter)