naruto-story Chapter 60 Illusion
Chapter 60 Illusion
Push it open, and the scene of the house is revealed through the half-open door.
The door is empty, there are no enviable geniuses and earth treasures, and no harmful poison traps.
It seems to have been forgotten by Liefeng Patriarch, there is not even a lighting bead, and at first glance, it is just a lonely and empty blackness.
Dust was stirred by the airflow when the door was pushed open, and it rushed to his face with a little cold breath.
Shen Huan never let down his vigilance and gently closed the door.
At the moment when the door was about to close, he suddenly heard a strange sound coming from inside.It was very slight, as if someone had stepped on the fallen flowers in the forest.
The tip of the nose seemed to smell the faint fragrance.
Shen Huan reacted quickly, turned his toes, and pushed his hand on the barely closed door. The door swung open, hit the wall heavily, and bounced back.
Then Shen Huan also saw the black shadow that almost melted into the darkness.
The room was unusually dark, with his eyesight he could barely see that the man was a slender man, he couldn't see anything else clearly.
He stood outside the door, did not act rashly, but leaned forward slightly, silently looking at the uninvited guest, and unconsciously pressed the hilt of Cunyin's sword with his hand—this is a habit that has been baked into his bones, even though he has No more swords.
Not long after, as if startled by his gaze, the figure moved and turned around.
Following his small movement, half of his profile fell into Shen Huan's eyes.
The face was naturally vague, but just the familiar outline was enough for Shen Huan to guess his name.
The thick night faded away the indifferent and serious expression between his eyebrows and eyes, and made his facial contours softer. A pair of peach blossom eyes that were born with affection looked over lightly. Even if the eyes were not clear, there was a bit of a smile before he said anything. gentle.
——Perhaps it is precisely because of the lack of clarity that it gives people an illusion of tenderness.
Shen Huan couldn't help but think of that night. He couldn't help but took off his disguise, opened his eyes, and saw the man sitting beside his bed, holding his wrist in the watery moonlight, with distinct eyes. The eyelashes drooped down, and there was a trace of tenderness mixed with his concentration.
So shallow, yet so...fascinating.
Seeing a person standing outside the door, the person raised his eyebrows slightly, waved his hands behind his back, raised his sleeves, and the breeze blew by. Shen Huan saw a luminous body embedded in the wall.
The brilliance shines.
It illuminated the empty room, and also illuminated the man standing in it.
He was wearing a black silk dress, which was light and cool, with cloud patterns embroidered with dark silk thread on the front and cuffs, the sleeves were too big to be cumbersome, and a belt of the same color was wrapped around his waist, which clearly outlined the narrow The appearance of the waist.
His long hair was not bundled, it fell down to the shoulders, and some strands of hair were scattered around his face. Against the pair of eyes that had lost their majesty, there was a bit of charm for no reason.
Shen Huan's heart skipped a beat, and he took a step back suddenly.
At this moment, the person in the room turned around completely, looked at him and said, "Ru Hui."
Only then did Shen Huan see clearly that there was no tender look in his eyes, and his voice was always calm.But it was this indifference that instead aroused certain delusions in Shen Huan's heart that had been suppressed for a long time.
He instinctively wanted to turn around and leave, but the man's non-sharp eyes fixed him firmly in place. In this distant gaze, he could feel that his consciousness was sinking inch by inch. Body Nascent Soul cultivation level, but can't do anything.
Or rather, don't want to do it.
He knew in his heart that he had been tricked, and the last sliver of clarity in his mind told him that this was just a bad phantom.
That man never wore black clothes, let alone such a light dress, and he would not go out to meet people without tying his hair.
Most importantly, it will not appear here, in the Demon Realm.
Then he heard himself calling softly: "Master."
The foreground suddenly distorted, and the person standing in the room was also scattered, turning into black spots of light all over the sky.
Shen Huan took a step forward involuntarily: "Master."
Sanity is completely annihilated.
When I awoke, it was daylight.
Shen Huan suddenly turned over and sat up. The bright sunlight coming in from the open door and window made him squint his eyes, and looked around with his consciousness.
It was an unfamiliar small courtyard, which seemed to be facing the street, and he heard loud voices.
The cries of various hawkers, the laughter of children, and the sound of reading from a distant school came to his ears together, vividly reminding him where he was.
Shen Huan lowered his head and took a look. The quilt covering his body was a thick red quilt, embroidered with tacky peonies in a clumsy way.There is no aura on it, and it is actually a mortal item.
I don't know who is so blind, the sun is shining brightly outside, but the quilt is so thick that it almost crushes a person, and he is covered in sweat.
Shen Huan frowned slightly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, planning to turn out through the window.
As a result, just as he stood up, his legs suddenly went limp. Thanks to his quick response, he grabbed the edge of the bed in time and did not fall down.
He was lucky subconsciously, but the meridians in his dantian were empty, and there was no trace of demon power or energy.
Shen Huan slowly propped himself up and sat back on the bed, looking at the narrow room.
This is the guest room of a certain family. There are still some sundries piled up in the corners. The mosquito net placed above the bed is also used, and the rough silk threads have turned yellow.
Old and true.
If this is really an illusion, can he really get out?
The coat was wet with sweat, and it was uncomfortable to stick to his body, but he didn't seem to notice it, and his mind was clear.
The only thing that made him flustered was that his saber had disappeared.
At this time, someone came in with a plate.
It is his master.
He was still wearing the complicated and elegant uniform of Liuxianzong, but Shen Huan still remembered the black-clothed master he saw before he fell into a coma, and let him approach without saying a word, just secretly watching his every move .
Lin Zhi turned a blind eye to his scrutiny, put the plate on the small table, and walked up to him with the china bowl in her hand, without any surprise: "Drink the medicine when you wake up."
Shen Huan sniffed, normal medicine, not very useful, but also not harmful.
Lin Zhi probably cared about his weakness, so he personally fed the medicine to his mouth with a spoon.
It's just that he is inexperienced, and the layers of sleeves are usually unorthodox, but at this moment, they are very obstructive. If he didn't pay attention, the sleeves were stained with the medicine juice and became dirty.
A trace of embarrassment quickly flashed across Lin Zhi's eyes.
Based on his obviously unfamiliar performance, Shen Huan felt as if he had figured out who covered him with that thick red peony quilt.
The medicine was fed to his mouth, but Shen Huan was not in a hurry to drink it, and asked unhurriedly, "Does Master have any medicine?"
Lin Zhi replied, "Going out in a hurry, I didn't bring a suitable pill."
Shen Huan opened his mouth and took a sip. He really felt a little relieved in his stomach, and asked again: "How did Master find me?"
Lin Zhi glanced at him, as if seeing his vigilance, and was not surprised, and stated without emotion: "The devil world used to be a place where people from all races were imprisoned for serious crimes. There is an entrance to Jingming Mountain. A few days ago, I came from ..., when you come out, you lie down at the foot of the mountain."
He has always been so calm, Shen Huan thought.
"Master, where are we now?"
"Chu State." Lin Zhi said, "You have been seriously injured, and you are carrying a devilish energy. As a teacher, I can only bring you to the mortal world."
He didn't know how to give medicine, and when he saw the medicine juice leaking to Shen Huan's chin, he frowned, and wanted to wipe it with his dirty sleeve as if angry.
As soon as he leaned over, the cold and distant fragrance that had been lingering in Shen Huan's nose suddenly
It was much richer, Shen Huan instinctively leaned back, and the sleeve gently wiped his chin.
If there is a touch that seems like nothing, it brings a slight itching.
Lin Zhi paused and handed him the bowl: "Drink it yourself."
When he drank the medicine slowly, Lin Zhi watched with his arms folded, and asked, "I haven't asked you before, how did you jump into the devil's abyss?"
Shen Huan's eyes flashed, and he smiled slightly: "If you don't become a demon, you will become a demon. After all, you have a short relationship with the master."
Lin Zhi disagreed: "You are my disciple for one day, and you will be my disciple for the rest of your life. Why did Yuanqian say that?"
Shen Huan was startled, and the bitter Chinese medicine suddenly became tasteless. He put down the empty bowl, but did not look at Lin Zhi, and asked softly, "Master really thinks so?"
Lin Zhi answered naturally, "Naturally."
"If I really fell into a demon and returned to the realm of comprehension, will Master protect me?"
Lin Zhi said unhappily, "Are you confused?"
Shen Huan looked at him with a smile: "Would you like to save me if you betrayed the sect?"
Lin Zhi looked into his eyes, was startled for a moment, withdrew the words of reprimand, and said succinctly, "Yes."
Shen Huan stared at him for a long time before saying, "Master."
He saw the devilish energy surging in his eyes, and also saw the almost invisible peach blossom color at the end of his eyes gradually intensify, turning into a stroke of thick ink and color, shockingly gorgeous.
At this moment, the colder Lin Zhi's expression was, the more people wanted to break his integrity and see how he lost his composure.
Lin Zhi asked quietly, "What do you want me to do?"
Shen Huan looked into his eyes, the sky outside was so bright, but his eyes were so dark that one would sink into them just by looking at them.
Shen Huan began to picture in his mind the look of his eyes lost in focus and his temples wet with sweat.
I want to see him furious, to see him sternly reprimanded but unable to break free, I want to kiss the corners of his red eyes, I want to touch his whole body, I want to destroy him...
He knew it was affected by the illusion.
——It is also clearer that this is his gradually uncontrollable nature.
Dragons are sexually promiscuous, while demons are indulgent.
What was repressed, forbearing, and unthinkable in the past, after he jumped off the devil's abyss, during the dark time when he was avoiding pursuit, would occasionally turn into his absurd dreams.
He had raised this person up to the altar before, but the longer he was enchanted, the more he wanted to pull him down with his own hands.
Lin Zhi took a step closer and looked at him suspiciously: "Ru Hui?"
Shen Huan threw the porcelain bowl, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him to him fiercely.
A slight smile flashed across Lin Zhi's eyes.
Then a hand passed mercilessly across his chest.
"Lin Zhi" was stunned suddenly, looked at him in astonishment, opened his mouth to say something, but the figure quickly disappeared.
Together with the excessively real noisy human voice, the guest room of the small family was broken with a crash, revealing the real scene behind.
He was still in the Fearful Cave, and he had already stepped into the unremarkable room with one foot. The room was full of pearls, and the man in black stood in the middle.
Shen Huan lowered his eyes, quickly suppressed the infatuation in his eyes, and felt the full of magic energy in his dantian, but he didn't let go of it.
The illusion just now was so real, it shouldn't be so easy to find out, there is no guarantee that there will be no back tricks.
He was still vigilant, but Lin Zhi, who was attached to Cun Yin Sword, was slightly relieved, thinking, it's a good thing he followed, otherwise Shen Huan would be eaten.
Literally "eat".
The man in black put Lin Zhi's face in his face, and said with a smile, "It came out quite quickly."
Shen Huan looked at him indifferently: "Nightmare."
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