"Okay, okay." Shi Sheng nodded and continued to decorate the stone room. Her iron sword clanged at the side, knocking down the extra stones.
What could it do?
Of course, it could choose to forgive her!
Dong Yu walked around Shi Sheng and did not help him. He was a Young Master. The Iron Sword was angry and hit harder.
It was so pretentious to be spoiled! Humph!
It wanted to be a practical sword, not a vase!
Sob … Actually, it also wanted to be a vase.
This stone room would be where they would sleep in the future. Shi Sheng set up all kinds of magic arrays that the original owner had learned. He also set up other arrays so that no one would disturb them.
Even if things changed with the passage of time and someone discovered it a few thousand years later, this place would self-destruct because someone set foot in it.
"Wife, I'm a little hungry." Dong Yu suddenly squatted down.
Shi Sheng threw away the things in his hands. "I'll go out and do it for you. Stay here."
"Okay."
Dong Yu watched Shi Sheng go out. After making sure that she was far away, he immediately walked to the Iron Sword that was still hitting the stones. "Can you help me?"
He knew that this sword could understand human language.
The Iron Sword stopped and made a buzzing sound. What was it asking him to do?
Dong Yu held it and walked to the middle of the stone room. He started to draw something on the ground. An ordinary person could not even cut wood with the Iron Sword, let alone carve something. That was why Dong Yu asked it to help.
The Iron Sword drew lines on the ground. He drew seriously, as if he was doing something sacred.
After a short while, Dong Yu heard some noise outside. He immediately let go of the Iron Sword. "Don't tell her, okay?"
The Iron Sword continued buzzing. I don't even know what you're drawing. I'll tell my master when you're done. Humph!
Of course, Dong Yu did not know what the Iron Sword meant. He just took it as a yes.
He put his hand on the ground and the intertwining lines disappeared immediately.
In the following days, Dong Yu sent the Shi Sheng away every day and used the Iron Sword to draw on the ground. As more and more lines were drawn, the Iron Sword could vaguely make out what they were.
On this day, Dong Yu sent away the Shi Sheng and continued to draw on the ground.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough …" Not long after, he suddenly coughed, and the Iron Sword fell from his hand to the ground with a clang.
The Iron Sword rose from the ground and circled around him.
Are you alright?
Master, Master, come back!!
Shi Sheng was not far away. When he heard the Iron Sword calling him, he immediately rushed back to the stone room.
Dong Yu stood in the stone room with the Iron Sword floating beside him. Everything seemed normal.
"What happened?" Shi Sheng looked at the Iron Sword.
"Buzz!" The Iron Sword did not listen to Dong Yu at all and directly told Shi Sheng what had just happened.
Dong Yu stood aside, feeling wronged. He did not know what the Iron Sword was talking about, but he knew that the Iron Sword must have told her what had just happened.
Shi Sheng's face darkened. He reached out and pulled Dong Yu over. "Why didn't you tell me that you were feeling uncomfortable?"
"Today is … the first time." This had never happened before. Today was indeed the first time something like this had happened.
"Don't hide your discomfort. I want to know any changes in your body. Do you understand?"
Dong Yu hesitated and nodded slightly.
After that, Shi Sheng watched Dong Yu even more closely. Sometimes, he would bring him along when he went out to look for Soul Fire. Dong Yu wanted to finish his own business, so he had to squeeze in time.
Shi Sheng decorated the stone room more and more. Although there were not many things inside, it looked warm and not cold at all.
Dong Yu liked this place very much. This was their home.
It took Dong Yu a long time to prepare everything. Then, one afternoon, he blindfolded Shi Sheng and brought him into the stone room.
"What are you doing? Why are you being so mysterious?" Shi Sheng complained as he followed him forward.
Dong Yu asked Shi Sheng to stand at the edge. A beam of light condensed on his fingertip and fell to the ground.
The ground, which was originally empty, suddenly lit up. A vivid picture appeared.
Dong Yu let go of Shi Sheng. Shi Sheng looked down and saw two figures leaning against each other on the ground. The woman pursed her lips and smiled. The man looked down at her. His eyes were full of tenderness. Behind them was a boundless sea of flowers.
Shi Sheng blinked. The picture flashed and changed to another picture.
The picture was exquisite and real. It was like looking at a high-definition photo.
There were 25 pictures in total. From the time they first met to the time they walked through the mountains and rivers, it was exactly one picture a year.
"You made this?"
"Do you like it?"
"Yes."
"It will not disappear in the future. It will accompany us in our eternal sleep."
Just like how I accompany you.
Shi Sheng turned around and hugged Dong Yu. "Don't be afraid."
"I'm not afraid. I just feel that we have too little time."
He had not spent the rest of his life with her, but they had already reached the end.
Shi Sheng hugged him and said in a low voice, "We still have time. Trust me."
Their future was not here. It was in a more distant time and space. That was their future.
And now, she was paving the way for their future.
"Yes." Dong Yu hugged Shi Sheng tightly.
He believed in her.
…
In the few days before the deadline, Dong Yu could barely get out of bed. He was tortured every day. The Glaze Demon tried to rush out of his body and deprive him of the vitality it gave him.
"Wife, do it." Dong Yu looked at the woman opposite him with a pale face.
Shi Sheng pursed her lips and bent over to plant a kiss on his lips. "We'll meet soon."
Dong Yu smiled. "I'll wait for you, Xiao Sheng."
Shi Sheng's eyes flashed. Under Dong Yu's gaze, she walked away step by step. She chanted a spell in a low voice. With Dong Yu as the center, she built layers of light walls.
Dong Yu's figure was blocked by the light walls and gradually disappeared from Shi Sheng's sight.
She remained calm from the beginning to the end.
There was no need to be afraid.
There was no need to be sad.
There was no need to say goodbye.
Because they would meet again soon.
…
Chu Yunling walked in the dense forest with the Undead Puppet behind her. The surroundings were very quiet, and there was only the rustling of the plants as they walked.
The Undead Puppet suddenly stopped and looked in a direction.
Chu Yunling walked for a distance and found that the Undead Puppet did not follow, so she turned back. "What's wrong?"
The Undead Puppet stared in that direction. Chu Yunling looked over strangely, and she began to feel a little uneasy, as if something was about to happen.
At this moment, a few rays of light flew over from afar and landed on the Undead Puppet's body at an extremely fast speed. One of them landed on Chu Yunling's body so fast that Chu Yunling did not even have time to react.
A gust of wind blew past and lifted the Undead Puppet's black robe. Chu Yunling saw that his body was constantly growing flesh and blood, wrapping around the white skeleton. The moment the black robe fell, he had already become a person of flesh and blood.
The Undead Puppet knelt down on one knee in front of Chu Yunling. "Master."
Chu Yunling's eyes welled up, and the uneasiness in her heart expanded infinitely. "Sister … left, right?"
"Yes."
Chu Yunling squatted down, hugged her knees, and cried.
Her voice passed through the forest and spread into the distance. It was heartbreaking.
After a long while, she raised her head and reached out to hug the Undead Puppet close to her. She hugged his neck just like when she was young. "It's just us from now on."
"I will protect you, Master."
*
The 45th plane had ended. There were no more surprises, so there was no need to think about it.
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