Two hours later, in Ise Mountain.

The door of the Jeep was wide open. Yan Lanyu was wearing a coat. His hair was messy and his bandages were exposed. He was sitting in the back seat, drinking hot water.

Not far away, Yu Jingzhong was sitting on the ground. Zhou Huiyi scolded him, "You're already so old, but you don't even use your brain!

Why didn't you drag Wu Bei with you!

Why didn't you wait for rescue!

You carried the head of Tantric Buddhism by yourself. You're amazing, right?

You finally reached puberty with too much testosterone, right?

If you do this again, don't expect me to help you!

Don't dream of being my third son-in-law! "

"…" Yu Jingzhong said weakly, "Shut the f * ck up …"

Ise Mountain was brightly lit. A helicopter with a searchlight slowly descended over the forest. The airflow made a huge whistling sound.

The Police in Japan and the diplomats of the Chinese Embassy arrived at the same time. The two sides started a fierce negotiation across the messy Ise Mountain.

Wu Bei finally finished dealing with the Self-Defense Forces and the disciples of Tantric Buddhism. He lay motionless on the ground and pretended to be dead, trying to get away with it. In the end, he was pulled out from the pile of corpses.

A group of people surrounded the Second Team Leader and cried. While they were having a good time, Zhou Hui strode over. In an instant, Wu Bei got up and came back to life.

Wu Bei was grabbed by the ear by Zhou Hui and dragged to deal with the Police in Japan. The Second Team Leader was wearing a wrinkled Armani black windbreaker. He held a loudspeaker in one hand and lifted a rocket launcher from the ground with the other. His handsome face was stained with smoke and blood.

"Cough — cough!

The people above, listen up!

National Security Group Six is on a mission to clear the area. You have three minutes to escape. You have three minutes to escape —! "

Zhou Hui's forehead twitched when he heard this. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether Deputy Yu or the Second Team Leader deserved a beating more.

However, Wu Bei's threat was still effective.

The second team leader was a soul artist who grieved over the passing of spring and the passing of autumn. He was black-hearted and ruthless. Before he killed people and destroyed their corpses, he would sigh and say, "Why is the wind so strong?". He had been involved in gangster activities in the northeastern region all year round. He was well-known on the Sino-Japanese border.

If one were to give a less gory example, it was said that half of the pirated discs in Japan had to go through his circulation route. There were even more gory examples, such as interprovincial cooperation with the Hokkien people to hunt down the Yamaguchi-gumi. In front of a certain Japanese senator, he affectionately stroked a cherry blossom tree and said, "I want the cherry blossoms here to bloom even more brilliantly next year."

Among the six leaders of the National Security Bureau, Wu Bei's popularity in Japan was far superior to that of Zhou Hui.

The members of Team Two did not stay idle either. The hairdryer and the washer rolled up their sleeves and picked up the corpses of the Tantra disciples. They tied them up in a row and stood in front of them like human shields.

The police looked down from the helicopter and saw that the ground was littered with the corpses of Yin Yang Masters in hunting gear.

The local Metropolitan Police Department knew that they could not make a decision in this kind of dispute between Yin Yang Masters. If they used force to detain these people, who knew what these people would do?

The police could only temporarily retreat and say, "We will report this to the higher-ups and let the victims' sects negotiate." Then the helicopter turned around and quickly went down the mountain.

Wu Bei threw the rocket launcher and sat on the ground. He stared at the helicopter in the distance and said, "Damn it, it would have been better if you had listened to me earlier."

Zhou Hui coughed and continued to scold Deputy Yu.

"Only you can, only you know how to act cool. Didn't you want to be a normal person?

A normal person would have been killed by that Tantra sect leader a long time ago.

An old cow eats young grass and a withered tree blooms new flowers. Look at you, a coward. You don't even have a salary of two million and you still dare to learn how to fall in love.

There are thirty million leftover men in China. There are thirty million of you. In this day and age, even the salary of a laborer is higher than yours. If you continue to act cool, one day you will seek your own death … "

Yu Jingzhong nodded and said yes. He lowered his head and touched his cigarettes. The cigarette box was soaked in blood, and even the filter was stained with blood.

Yan Lanyu, who was not far away, wanted to help. He struggled to get out of the car, but a voice came from behind him, "How are you?"

Yan Lanyu turned around and saw Chu River getting into the back seat of the Jeep from the other side.

He hesitated and sat back down. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Highness.

If it wasn't for you … "

Chu River interrupted him, "You don't have to say that."

He leaned over and brushed Yan Lanyu's hair aside. He saw that the terrible injury on his head had already scabbed over — it was the result of being washed with water diluted with Phoenix blood.

In addition, his body was full of bumps and abrasions. The most serious injury was that one of his hands was burned and his flesh was stuck together. He did not know how many of his ribs were broken. Zhou Hui had only done preliminary emergency treatment for these two injuries.

Chu River maintained his posture and stared at him motionlessly.

The two of them stared at each other in the dimly lit carriage. Yan Lanyu could clearly see her own reflection in Chu He's eyes. She couldn't help but lean back slightly. "This … Your Highness the Wise King …"

"Don't move."

"…"

Yan Lanyu was full of questions. After a while, he saw Chu River blink his eyes. His eyelashes were slightly wet.

After a full 30 seconds, Chu River blinked again. This time, his eyes were dry.

Yan Lanyu's mouth twitched slightly, "Your, Your Highness …"

"I can't help it." Chu River let go of him helplessly and plopped down on the car seat, "I just can't cry."

Yan Lanyu, "…"

Chu River was very regretful. He could only bite his ring finger again and take a drop of blood from his heart. He dripped it into Yan Lanyu's cup for him to drink.

The water boiled and immediately emitted a strong smell of rust. Yan Lanyu could only pinch his nose and swallow it slowly.

Soon, as the liquid entered his stomach, his numb and painful ribs and arms gradually relaxed. His internal organs felt as if they had been ironed by a warm current. He could not help but let out a long sigh.

After drinking half the cup of water, he looked down at his hands. The charred skin was drying and forming scabs at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although his arms were covered in scars and looked very ugly, it was much better than before when he was bleeding non-stop.

"It's … it's amazing …"

Chu River said, "It works faster for people who have no magic power because there is no interference from their own antibodies."

As soon as he finished speaking, the car suddenly fell into silence.

Yan Lanyu's long eyelashes drooped. Dingding, he stared at the cup.

In the white fog, his figure was thin and tired. His eyes were hazy and unclear. Even the lines of his handsome cheeks seemed to have melted into the dusk.

"I tried to save your pentagram, but it was extinguished when I came back from hell.

But I think it should have protected your soul. Otherwise, when a soul as weak as yours entered hell, it was very likely that it would have been destroyed directly. "

Chu River reached into his trouser pocket and took out a red string. He handed it to Yan Lanyu, "But the mirror heart is still here. I don't know if it's still useful. Anyway, I took it back for you."

Yan Lanyu's eyes were a little unfocused. After a while, he moved and slowly raised his hand to take the shard of Yata no Kagami.

"… I noticed it just now …" he said softly, "But I wasn't sure at the time. It was too sudden …"

Chu River looked at him with a slight pity in his eyes.

Yan Lanyu played with the shard. His white fingertips gently rubbed the sharp edges.

Chu River had seen this piece of mirror pass through the hands of Zhou Hui, Zhang Shun, Yu Jingzhong, and others. However, he had never felt that it matched so well with the hand he was touching.

The Esoteric Sect racked their brains to choose Yan Lanyu to cultivate the Yin and Yang double-sided soul. There must be a reason why they had to choose him.

"I was originally an ordinary person. I learned these things just for self-protection. I didn't expect that it would suddenly disappear. I'm not used to it."

Yan Lanyu paused and smiled briefly on his pale cheeks, "But it doesn't matter … The Esoteric Sect has been destroyed anyway. It doesn't matter whether I need to protect myself or not."

He bowed his head and put on the red string. His fingers looked a little clumsy because of the burns.

"… You won't be used to it at first."

Chu River was silent for a moment and said, "However, as time goes by, you will slowly get used to the life of an ordinary person.

You will be more peaceful, more grounded, and more free … The shackles that bound you for two lives will disappear. From now on, you can have a life that completely belongs to you. You can go to school, go to work, fall in love, and enjoy your family like an ordinary person … "

Yan Lanyu was stunned for a moment, "But … I have to take care of myself. Otherwise, I will become a burden …"

Not far away, Zhou Hui finally gave up for the time being.

Yu Jingzhong flicked the cigarette ash onto his trouser leg. He slowly got up and walked over while Zhou Hui scolded him.

"There will always be people who are willing to let you accompany them not because you are useful."

Chu River looked at him with a smile and blinked his eyes, "I used to feel that I was a burden to others, and I was worried that I would be abandoned because of this. However, this kind of thinking is actually a kind of blasphemy for people who don't want to accompany you. Your views have been distorted for too long. Someone will help you slowly turn them back."

Yan Lanyu looked back at him with a puzzled look. Chu River looked up at the night sky with a distant gaze.

"Although it will take a long time, there will be a day …"

"Just don't be like me and make others wait for too long."

Yu Jingzhong walked to the side of the car and nodded to Chu River. Then he turned to Yan Lanyu, "How are you?"

Yan Lanyu looked at him in a daze. His gaze slid from his messy eyebrows that were stained with blood, to his cheeks that were still covered in smoke, and to his camouflage uniform that was messy because of the blood and mud.

Although it was cold, at such a close distance, even the heat and sweat on his body could be felt through the cloth, giving people a strange and deep sense of security.

"What's wrong?" Yu Jingzhong raised his eyebrows and asked.

"… My … magical power is gone," Yan Lanyu said in a hoarse voice, "The Yin and Yang forces protect the soul. The soul was burned out before it returned to the body …"

Yu Jingzhong was stunned. He probably didn't expect this at all, but then he asked subconsciously, "So?"

"…"

"You're injured like this. The Yin and Yang forces are definitely gone.

Why, do you still want to go to the front line? "

"…" Yan Lanyu blinked. Yu Jingzhong looked at him in confusion. After a while, he reached out and picked him up from the car, "Don't think about it!

Let's go. The embassy has sent a helicopter to pick us up. Let's go back to Beijing to receive punishment. "

Yan Lanyu was carried forward in large strides. He suddenly struggled, "No … Wait!

Wait a minute! "

He reluctantly slid down to the ground. Because of his sprained ankle, he staggered a few steps. Fortunately, he bumped into Zhou Hui who was walking towards the Jeep. Zhou Hui helped him along the way.

Yan Lanyu asked softly and hurriedly, "Are you leaving now?

Can you wait for me? "

"What are you doing, third daughter?"

"I want to go to a place. There's an open space at the foot of Yishi Mountain …" Yan Lanyu looked at Yu Jingzhong. For some reason, his eyes were slightly red in the night, "I'll be back soon."

Half an hour later, at the foot of Yishi Mountain.

It was said that he was going to be very fast, but in fact, it took a lot of effort to walk over.

The mountain had collapsed. The bumpy mountain road was very dark. Yu Jingzhong turned on the wolf-eye flashlight and saw that the road had been covered by withered trees and broken branches.

All the way down the mountain road, there was an open space at the bottom surrounded by wooden railings. Stone tablets could be faintly seen, but most of them had been smashed in the earthquake.

Zhou Hui said softly, "… Tsk."

His voice was very low. Only Chu River heard it. He turned around and quietly made a "shh" gesture to him.

Yu Jingzhong carried Yan Lanyu and walked all the way. Zhou Hui and Chu River followed closely behind.

They saw that the wooden railings in the open space were completely rotten. When they were pushed, they fell down. Yu Jingzhong simply kicked them down. When they walked closer, they saw that it was a cemetery!

The standing stone tablets were all tombstones. Names and death dates were scribbled in Japanese on them.

Some of the coffins had a corner shaken out, revealing the rotten black wood.

"They're still inside," Yan Lanyu whispered.

Yu Jingzhong vaguely understood something, but he didn't say it. He just patted his hand and walked deeper into the cemetery.

The open space was not big. After crossing a few old tombs, a relatively old tombstone appeared in front of them.

A thin coffin was half shaken out of the ground. The edges of the board were cracked and rotten. The white stone tablet had been shaken and cracked. However, the words engraved on it were still very clear under the flashlight.

The owner of the tomb was called Yan Jing.

Yan Lanyu struggled to get up and staggered forward. He stared at the tombstone blankly.

The night was like a long river, endless.

The wind blew through the rotten coffin in the cemetery, carrying ancient resentment and sorrow. It rushed to the vast snowfield under the moonlight.

Yan Lanyu knelt on the ground and sprinkled soil on the coffin.

He probably wanted to bury the coffin in the ground again. However, the area that had been shaken out was too large. The frozen soil was very hard. It was impossible to bury the cold coffin.

Yu Jingzhong slowly knelt down and pressed his trembling hand.

"Don't …" he choked. "Don't do this …"

Yan Lanyu stared at him blankly. There was a deep, bone-deep confusion in the depths of his eyes. It was as if he was in a world of ice and snow. There was cold wind and snow everywhere. He had completely lost his way.

"Once I return to Beijing …" Yu Jingzhong's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and his voice sounded as though there was a lump in his throat, "Once I return to Beijing, I'll send someone to transport this coffin back to the Hua Xia Empire … transport it back to the Hua Xia Empire for burial …"

"We can bury him in his hometown. Bury him in the place where he was born. In the end, he couldn't go back …"

Tears welled up in Yan Lanyu's eyes. They flowed down his cold, paper-like cheeks and dripped to the ground.

Yu Jingzhong used all his strength to help him up. Looking at the cold and broken stone tablet under the moonlight, he bowed deeply.

When he got up again, he raised his head and felt the hot liquid flowing from his eyes into his nose. It was an extremely sour and spicy taste that he had never felt in his life.

"Thank you …" Yan Lanyu said softly.

Yu Jingzhong hugged him tightly, as if they would never be separated again. Even their heartbeats rose and fell together through their chests.

Not far away, Zhou Hui rubbed his nose and pretended to look around casually. He suddenly asked, "Will you cry when you bury me?"

Chu River said coldly, "No."

"… Hey!"

"When you're about to die, dig a hole for yourself. Help me dig one as well.

When the time comes, ask Maha to fill in the soil. Garuda will chant and dance. That's about it. Don't be pretentious. "

Zhou Hui blinked and looked at Chu River. The latter was looking straight ahead. His handsome face was expressionless under the moonlight.

"…" After a long time, Zhou Hui asked, "Are you really going to do this?"

"Yes."

"No, no.

Although I'm very touched by your words, the problem is … "

"It's not up to you to decide."

Chu River interrupted him. "It's not even up to me to 'decide'. It's something that I've always thought naturally … Do you know what the world is like after death?"

Zhou Hui frowned slightly.

"We've always lived in hell, but hell is not the end of the journey.

There's a more distant country, a place where even the gods can't see, hear, or sense. It's a quiet land all year round. There's no light or sound in the eternal darkness. Lonely souls turn into eternity like dust, drifting into the distance … "

"That's the country of death."

Chu River turned his face and looked at Zhou Hui with clear eyes.

"When I was very young, I once wanted to live forever with the person I thought I liked. Forever and ever.

But later, I found out how childish and stupid I was. The spiritual nirvana rebirth was ten thousand times more painful than the physical one. "

"At the most painful time, I thought, 'Come and take me away, as long as it's a person.'

Sometimes, I even had the thought of compromising. But then I thought that there might be someone far away who truly belongs to me. He's coming in my direction. I can't get up and leave before he arrives … "

"Then, when I saw you, I thought that this person has finally arrived. Fortunately, I didn't betray him."

"… Phoenix …" Zhou Hui murmured.

"At first, I felt that I was ominous. I was afraid that you would find out and then turn around and leave.

Actually, if you had left, I wouldn't have chased after you. Because I was really too scared. "

Chu River paused and said with a little self-mockery, "But later, when I thought that you might like the Snow Mountain Goddess, the anger suddenly overwhelmed the fear.

I don't even remember what kind of mood I had when I started the war with the Trailokyavijaya and the Snow Mountain Goddess. I just felt extremely angry.

It wasn't until you brought me back to Mount Buzhou that I realized that I lost my temper. It turns out that when a person is truly filled with love, they will do things that are hysterical, irrational, and overconfident. "

"That's not overconfidence …" Zhou Hui denied hoarsely.

"That's what I thought at the time."

Chu River laughed, "My perception was distorted for a long time. I was worried about gains and losses, as if I was walking on thin ice. I suppressed myself and felt disgusted.

I avoided admitting my love because it was really … too fragile. It was like personally putting a knife that could stab myself into your hand. It was like a fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered. "

"I've never experienced that kind of terrible feeling.

Back then, my blind attachment and dependence on Sakyamuni was clearly so dangerous, and even my life was in danger at any time, but it never made me feel this kind of weakness, powerlessness, and despair that was full of sweetness and unwillingness to extricate myself. "

Zhou Hui looked at Chu River for a long time and finally asked, "… When did it start?"

"I don't remember," Chu River thought for a while and said, "It should be when Sakyamuni invaded my six senses for the first time and almost killed you. When you woke up, you were covered in blood and told me 'it's okay'."

He raised his hand and gently pressed on Zhou Hui's chest and abdomen. He carefully rubbed it for a moment.

It was the place where Zhou Hui was seriously injured by Phoenix's attack. However, it had healed many years ago, and there was not even a scar left behind.

"That sentence is true," he said with a faint smile, "Falling in love with someone is like having your entire body turned into a weak spot. One touch and you'll die. It's also like suddenly putting on a battle armor and becoming invincible from then on."

Zhou Hui held his hand, and their palms were pressed tightly together.

"But you're Phoenix. You can actually live forever without aging or dying …"

Chu River shook his head.

"It's dark and cold there," he said, "I want to go to that world with you. For you, I can be invincible forever."

The bright moon gradually set in the west.

In the distant snowy plains, the cold wind whistled. At the peak of the glacier stood a towering temple.

The lonely little Phoenix finally raised her tear-stained face and passed away with a smile in the void.

Further away, Hell's Iron Wheel Mountain stretched for thousands of miles. The Mahamayuri stood on the cliff of the Blood Sea and raised her head. The Roc was spreading its magnificent golden wings and soaring down from the sky.

On Hell's Mount Buzhou, the light red mist emitted by the Demon Eye covered the mountains and plains.

There was a small wooden house on the top of the mountain. The courtyard was grassy and stone path, and the fence was crooked.

The cluster of Asura Flowers planted by the Mahamayuri Phoenix by the steps finally swayed slowly and bloomed in Hell's eternal wind.