Can you give me the broken impermanence?

Chapter 57

"King Yinluo, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Song Qingming looked up at the night sky, and the voice came from there. He was very familiar with this voice, it was the bloodthirsty ghost Buddha.

But ever since the seal on his body was released, he felt more and more as if he had heard this voice elsewhere...

Song Qingming closed his eyes, traced the source of this familiarity in his memory, and the ghost Buddha's voice sounded in his ears again: "King Yin Luo, if it wasn't for you hurting me back then, I wouldn't have been plotted against by that kid Xie Yu." , today you and him, don't even think about escaping from my palm!"

The voice of the ghost Buddha was sometimes far away and sometimes near, Song Qingming suddenly remembered why this voice was so familiar.

Thousands of years ago, one day, an evil spirit bred by resentment broke into Youdu, trying to snatch the position of the Lord of the Underworld, and was wounded by him before fleeing. The evil spirit was none other than the ghost Buddha.

The surrounding illusions seemed to be collapsing. Song Qingming came back to his senses, and quickly raised his right hand to support the shattered illusions with spells. If the illusions collapsed at this time, then he and Xie Yu, who had become illusions—parts, would definitely be affected as well.

He used all the mana in his body to support it, but using mana forcibly in this mortal body would undoubtedly cause him deeper damage.

The misty night sky was torn apart by a pair of huge black hands, and the surrounding illusions collapsed even more severely. The surrounding illusions all turned into ashes, and Song Qingming's body soon showed signs of collapse.

The burnt ashes flew upwards slowly, and all of them were sucked into the dark cracks in the night sky. The laughter of ghosts and Buddhas became more and more arrogant in the sky: "I didn't expect King Yinluo to have today, and now you are not even as good as an ant in my eyes. I can do it easily." can crush you."

"Dream." Song Qingming said in a cold voice, and raised his other hand, trying to mend the illusion, enduring the pain of dissipating the body.

At least until Xie Yu leaves the illusion, and Xie Yu cannot be injured...

Just as he was thinking, the pair of black hands in the air suddenly stretched out towards him, like grabbing a young rabbit, and pinched him tightly with the two fingertips of his right hand.

The internal organs were crushed together by ghosts and Buddhas, and the smell of blood rushed to his lips, and Song Qingming spat out blood.

A chain suddenly flew up from the ground and directly penetrated the ghost Buddha's palm. The ghost Buddha, who was still smiling, groaned in pain, but the strength in his hand was only loosened, and he did not let go of Song Qingming.

Song Qingming looked along the chain. On the ground, Xie Yu's face turned pale because of panic, just like the expression when the sea of ​​blood swept him away.

As long as he was in danger, the calm Xie Yu would panic.

Song Qingming moved the corners of his lips, and smiled weakly at Xie Yu: "Xie Yu...I can hold on for a while, you should quickly find a way to leave the illusion."

He thought that a smile by himself might relieve Xie Yu's worries, but he didn't know that it made Xie Yu more uneasy.

King Yin Luo is a god, and a mortal body cannot bear the soul of a god. The purpose of sealing his consciousness is to allow him to stay in this mortal body for the full 21 years on the list. Forcibly using King Yinluo's mana will only speed up death, but now that the 21-year period has expired, even if Song Qingming dies, the judges in the underworld don't care, anyway, it's time for King Yinluo to return to his throne.

But Xie Yu was very afraid. He was always cautious, afraid that the seal on Song Qingming's body would be loosened little by little, so he fulfilled the deadline in the fate book and died in front of his eyes.

Even though they knew that they could still see each other after returning to the underworld and waiting for 40 years, Xie Yu still couldn't accept it. How could the people he cared about watch death helplessly.

"Qingming, don't use mana anymore!" Xie Yu shouted, raising his hand to cast spells to protect Song Qingming's body that was about to collapse.

Even King Yin Luo couldn't defy the roster, but Xie Yu wanted to go against the sky.

The ends of Xie Yu's eyes were stained scarlet, and several veins twitched on the side of his neck. Song Qingming was worried that if this continued, Xie Yu would be backlashed. Song Qingming wanted to stop him, but no sound came out of his throat.

Seeing Xie Yu's madness for King Yinluo, Guifo laughed darkly: "Xie Yu, do you care about King Yinluo? I have been sleeping underground for thousands of years, and I can only survive on the blood and soul sent by my grandmother. It's all because you plotted against me back then! Today I will let you taste that life is worse than death!"

As he said that, Ghost Buddha tightened his palms again, and Song Qingming's collapse that had slowed down began to accelerate again.

Xie Yu shouted hoarsely: "Ghost Buddha! Why are you coming at me, let him go!"

Ghost Buddha laughed loudly: "I came here for you, but I didn't intend to let the King of Yin Luo go. If he doesn't die, how can I become the new Lord of the Yin Realm?"

As he spoke, a huge black Buddha face emerged from the cracks in the night sky, with a weird and cruel smile on his lips, overlooking the tiny Xie Yu on the ground.

Ghost Buddha held Song Qingming and sent him to his mouth.

Seeing that he was going to swallow Song Qingming's soul, Xie Yu jumped up into the air, flying towards Song Qingming with ferocious anger on his face, trying to take him back from the hands of the ghost Buddha.

But when he was approaching the ghost Buddha, an enchantment blocked him, and the ghost Buddha said contemptuously: "Just now you hurt me because I was careless, Xie Yu, you only got it because you swallowed my left eye. Such frightening magic power, but how can the mere left eye be able to defeat this deity."

As he said that, Ghost Buddha raised his left hand, and with just a light wave, Xie Yu felt a huge force hit him, sweeping him away for a long distance.

The ghost Buddha continued to pinch Song Qingming and put it into his mouth. Song Qingming had completely lost the power to support the illusion, leaving only a vague sense of consciousness.

In a daze, he suddenly remembered his obsession with impermanence these years.

I remember once again, because Xie Yu brought the shadow puppet of the world to the underworld, and was severely punished by Judge Lin. As the King of Yin Luo, he naturally couldn't condone Xie Yu's violation of the rules, so he didn't go to see Xie Yu that year. Yu, they met again after 80 years. When they met, Xie Yu looked a lot haggard, holding two shadow puppets in his hands, and the scars left by Judge Lin when he punished him could be vaguely seen on the neckline, but Xie Yu still rushed at him. Smiling softly.

He thought that Xie Yu had brought something back from the world again, and when he was about to get angry, Xie Yu explained that it was something he tried to make.

Just to let him see the interesting things in the world, Xie Yu became his eyes, and even if he gets hurt, he must bring him the best things. These are all just to make him happy, and the only way to make Xie Yu happy is Meet once in 40 years.

The impermanence he cared about gave him all his tenderness, even if he flinched occasionally, this impermanence would resist the pain of being injured and approach him.

Song Qingming raised his eyes with difficulty, looked at Xie Yu who was flying towards him like crazy in the distance, his heart was full of apology, he originally planned to let him go to Xie Yu this time, but in the end Xie Yu still came to him.

He... really didn't want Xie Yu to get hurt.

A golden light flew out of his palm and quickly flew towards Xie Yu in the distance, and he finally lost consciousness.

A streak of black air wrapped silently around the ghost Buddha's wrist, quickly crawled along the arm to the ghost Buddha's lips, grabbed ahead of Song Qingming, and was swallowed by the ghost Buddha.

The ghost Buddha's face disappeared, the cracks in the night sky quickly closed, and the illusion completely shattered and collapsed, which was even more tragic than the surging sea of ​​blood back then...

Chu Yanmeng was sitting at the table flipping through the judge's book, when the oil lamp in front of him suddenly moved, the golden flames danced wildly, and it took a long time for it to calm down.

She frowned and looked over, before she could speak, the bull-headed doll kneeling on her right suddenly said in a deep voice, "Is this Lord Yin Luo's life lamp?"

Chu Yanmeng hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly for a while.

Seeing her confession, Shen Lou almost jumped up anxiously: "This candle is beating so violently, it must be that your lord is in danger! If your lord is injured to the slightest degree, you should prepare yourself to be wiped out!"

Chu Yanmeng raised his hand and pressed the furious bull-headed doll onto the table, and cast a spell to test the life lamp with the other hand. After a long time, he withdrew his hand and looked at Shen Lou happily: "The seal on your lord has been released."

Shen Lou rubbed his waist that had just been twisted, and said dissatisfiedly: "Is it a good thing to unlock the seal? You are still laughing?!"

Chu Yanmeng: "In the life book, adults only have a lifespan of 21 years before they die. You know that a mortal body cannot hold a soul. Once the seal is released, that mortal body will eventually die. Now the 21-year period has come. , the mortal body could not bear the soul and died, so it complied with the record in the life book, and my lord is about to return to his throne."

After listening to her words, Shen Lou also put on a joyful expression: "That's great!"

Chu Yanmeng tapped the table with her index finger intentionally or unintentionally, and looked at Shen Lou jokingly: "Don't be too happy, adults will remember the stupid things you did in the world when you come back, I'm afraid you will have to kneel like this for hundreds of years, Only then can the adults calm down."

Shen Lou rubbed his unconscious legs, looking like he was about to cry, he had been kneeling like this since he was brought back to the Underworld by Chu Yanmeng, and he couldn't stand without the order of Lord Yinluo King. stand up.

Chu Yanmeng raised his hand to close the judge's book in front of him, raised his hand to cast a protective barrier on Song Qingming's life lamp, then picked up Shen Lou, got up and walked towards the door: "Your Excellency is coming back soon, so you should take care of yourself." Make some preparations to meet him."

The two walked out while talking, but no one noticed. The calm oil lamp behind them flickered again, and the original golden flame gradually became covered with black air...