That was the first time in Shen Gurong's memory that he saw a scene that went against everything he knew in his life.

Behind him was a raging fire, cutting off all his means of survival.

Ahead of him was a battle between monks and ghost cultivators that was beyond his understanding.

The gentleman was dressed in Tsing Yi, holding a bamboo pole, and pointed his toes on the river. His face was like sinking in the water, and every move was a sharp killing move. And the water ghost seemed to turn his hands into clouds and his hands into rain, wrapped in the water of the river. The lanterns fell all over the sky, as if a heavy rain had fallen.

And after the lantern fell to the ground, the flames did not waver at all and were still burning brightly.

Shen Gurong hugged Shen Xiwu tightly. Shen Xiwu still had her eyes closed. When she heard the unfamiliar voice in her ears, she said in fear: "Brother, can I open my eyes?"

Shen Gurong's face was pale and his lips were trembling. He stayed for a long time after hearing the words before nodding.

"good."

Only then did Shen Xiwu open her eyes and throw herself into his arms. She choked and said, "Brother, I'm scared. When can we go home?"

Shen Gurong looked at her blankly, recalling Mr. Cai's words in his ears.

"They are all dead."

All dead...

Dead?

There was a violent buzzing in Shen Gurong's ears.

He had lived for sixteen years, and the most violent thunder he had ever seen in his life was no more than one ten thousandth of the sound in his ears at this moment.

There seemed to be an empty space in the heart, and the cold wind blew from the back of the heart, passed through the body, and then blew from the heart, and the cold wind poured into the limbs and bones.

He tried desperately to convince himself that this was a dream, but there was no such real feeling in the dream. Xiwu's hand was still holding him tightly, as if she was his only support.

And he... is really just my sister's last resort.

Shen Gurong suddenly calmed down strangely, and his trembling body suddenly stopped shaking. He had been trying desperately to convince himself not to believe what was happening now, but now he was trying to convince himself to accept it quickly.

Be quick to accept, slow to collapse.

He held Shen Xiwu's hand, as if holding on to the last shred of reason.

He can't go crazy or escape now because he still has to protect Shen Xiwu.

If even he dies, then Yugiri will have no one to protect her.

Shen Gurong forced himself to suppress his fear and sorrow in his heart. What even he thought was impossible was miraculously accomplished at that moment.

Shen Gurong held Shen Xiwu expressionlessly. The water stains thrown up by the water ghost made him wet all over. He carelessly stroked the black hair sticking to his cheeks, and hugged Xiwu who was hiding aside. Under the bridge.

The storyteller, who was often under the overpass, was lying on the riverside with his face changed beyond recognition. Half of his body was in the river, and the black blood stained the river water red.

Shen Gurong resisted vomiting, hugged Xi Wu and found an extremely dark place to hide in.

The gentleman was still fighting with the water ghost, and the entire Huilu City gradually became silent. Only the sound of the burning fire resounded in the ears, mixed with... a low roar like a beast.

Shen Gurong suddenly covered Shen Xiwu's ears.

Shen Xiwu was very obedient. He probably knew something. He even held his breath and trusted his brother wholeheartedly.

Shen Gurong breathed lightly, and the sound of heavy footsteps slowly came to his ears.

The sound quickly sounded from above her head. Shen Gurong raised his head slightly and found that the bridge above his head was trembling weakly.

He didn't dare to go out because he couldn't be sure whether the person outside was a human or a ghost.

The city was already in such a miserable state that he did not dare to have any naive thoughts about the world.

Sure enough, the thing that walked across the bridge quickly walked over. It seemed to have smelled the human breath, and moved towards the bridge hole little by little.

When Shen Gurong saw the appearance of the plague ghost, his breathing almost stopped.

The plague ghost's face was covered in red marks, and it looked like large birthmarks, but its face was too ugly, its fangs were wide open, and its ghost eyes were sinister. Even though Shen Gurong had completely hidden himself in the darkness, he was still attracted by it. Saw it at a glance.

Shen Gurong originally thought that he was hiding a good idea, but it suddenly became ridiculous.

He jumped up from the bridge hole, hugged Xiwu and ran forward.

The plague ghost followed up without blinking an eye. Its legs seemed to be shackled, and as soon as it walked away, it would make a heavy sound of iron chains colliding together. It followed behind, and the sound was very impressive.

But thanks to the shackles, the plague ghost walked very slowly.

Shen Gurong took the opportunity and ran along the river to the moat quickly.

He remembered that there was a narrow path leading to the outside of the city. In order to escape the punishment of copying books, he and his friends secretly ran out of the city along this path to play.

Shen Gurong originally thought that he had completely controlled his emotions and was calm enough, but as he ran, his face was still covered with tears.

He shed tears with no expression on his face, and led Xiwu to run quickly towards the path made of stones.

Although it is called a trail, it is actually just a few stones placed every few steps on the water, not even a road.

The moat river is so fast that the water passes through the soles of your feet, as if it can wash away the stones under your feet.

Shen Gurong hugged Xiwu and stepped forward, but just halfway, the stone under his feet probably couldn't support the weight of the two of them. There was a sudden slip. Shen Gurong's pupils shrank, and at the critical moment, he used all his strength to push Shen Gurong away. Xiwu threw it onto the next stone, and her whole body suddenly fell into the rushing river.

Shen Xiwu screamed: "Brother!"

Shen Gurong's whole body was immersed in the river. The river water, which had not yet begun to spring, was freezing cold to the bone. He only had a little water ability, and struggled not to let himself drown in the water. However, the river water was too fast, and he was bumped into the river one after another. He fell onto a rock, causing severe pain all over his body. He drank an unknown amount of water in a hurry.

I don't know how long he struggled, but a hand suddenly stretched out and lifted him out of the cold river water.

Shen Gurong was already dying and almost drowned.

He was so angry that the first thing he did when he came back to his senses was to grab the man's arm and said with difficulty: "Xiwu..."

The person who rescued him was Mr.

The husband held his hand and didn't know what he did. Shen Gurong's painful body seemed to have been touched by something gentle, and the feeling of sleepiness and weakness disappeared in an instant.

He blinked his wet eyelashes and said quietly: "Sir?"

The husband helped him up and whispered: "I can't interfere in the cause and effect of the three realms, I'm sorry."

Shen Gurong looked at him blankly and wanted to ask, then why did you save me? Isn't saving people already a cause and effect?

But at this time, he couldn't think too much. He hurriedly thanked his husband and walked anxiously to the path of the moat.

Fortunately, Yugiri was still standing on the stone, with her back to him, her shoulders trembling slightly, and she looked frightened.

Shen Gurong's heart softened, and he walked over step by step with weak legs, and softly comforted him: "Xi Wu, don't be afraid, my brother will be by your side soon."

Brother will be by your side soon.

These were the last words Shen Xiwu heard in her life.

When Shen Gurong was still one stone away from walking into Shen Xiwu, the gentleman came slowly on the water and stood on the stone in front of Shen Gurong, blocking his progress.

Shen Gurong thought he was here to help her pick up Xiwu, so she forced a smile and said, "Sir, just give Xiwu to me."

His sister is soft-tempered, timid and weak, so she must have been extremely worried about him for a while.

But as long as he comforted her well and gave her a round bead, she wouldn't be afraid anymore.

His sister has always been sensible and easy to coax.

While Shen Gurong was thinking about it, she heard her husband once again use that ancient and unwavering tone and said calmly: "She is no longer your sister."

Shen Gurong's lips froze.

The gentleman turned sideways slightly, and Shen Xiwu, who was only separated by a stone, was trembling all over. He turned around little by little, slowly revealing a pair of gloomy ghost eyes.

Shen Gurong was stunned. He said quietly: "Xiwu?"

The husband said: "She has been infected with the epidemic virus. If she cannot survive it, she will die."

Shen Gurong was like a puppet on strings, staring blankly at his ferocious-looking sister. Following his husband's words, Shen Gurong instinctively said: "What if we can get through it?"

"If she survives it, she will be the next plague ghost, and the other thirteen plague ghosts will come and devour her."

Shen Gurong looked at Mr. Shen and said expressionlessly: "I don't understand."

Sir: "Gu Rong..."

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Shen Gurong raised his hand and pointed at Shen Xiwu. At this time, his hand was strangely steady as a rock, "Xiwu, isn't it there?"

The gentleman looked at him with pity.

Shen Gurong tilted his head and said dullly: "She just takes one step away from me."

As long as he takes one more step forward, he can take her sister home.

As he spoke, it seemed as if he couldn't see his husband standing on the rock, and he was about to step over to this side.

As soon as his feet touched the edge of the stone, he was held in his arms by his husband.

This hug seemed to cut off all the non-existent puppet threads on Shen Gurong's body. He completely collapsed and wanted to pounce on Shen Xiwu like crazy.

"Yugiri!"

"Let me go! She is my sister, I will meet her soon!"

"Yugiri——"

He screamed heartbreakingly, and the headband holding his hair had long been washed away by the water. At this time, his black hair was disheveled, and he looked like a madman.
To be continued...