Chapter 356: Deep Pool 1 Must Survive
Chapter 356: Deep Pool 1 Must Survive
Xie Hezhi was a little dazed when he saw Xie Yunxing's confident look. He lowered his eyes and pursed his lips. Finally, he exhaled deeply and raised his hands to hold Xie Yunxing's cheek.
Yunxing is right, what if?
He shouldn't have jumped to conclusions so early. He just couldn't control his fear, just like when he first learned the meaning of death many years ago. From that moment on, he put the outcome of death in front of himself.
But Qian Youcheng is not one of those evil villagers in Heshen Village, he is just Qian Youcheng, so he will not be allowed to fall into this situation again.
As emotions flowed, Xie Hezhi's golden eyes lit up slightly, making his golden pupils more obvious.
Xie Yunxing smiled gently, and a light golden light surged.
The two brothers placed their foreheads close together and let the power called "curse" flow through their bodies.
This was the final thing that changed them. After being taken over by the horror game system, it was completely visualized and became the key to the two brothers' transformation into dragons.
At the moment of sacrificing themselves to the vengeful spirits, Xie Hezhi and Xie Yunxing had abandoned their human identities and became entangled with those grudges. In the end, they were controlled by the horror game system and turned into BOSS.
At the beginning, what Xie Yunxing told Qian Youcheng about the past was a mixture of truth and falsehood, and he beautified a lot of things.
He said that the villagers had always been greedy and that only one of the twins could survive in the end. However, he did not mention that in order to complete the most perfect sacrifice, the villagers kept him and his brother in dog cages since childhood, with only one portion of food, and they killed each other to fight for who would get the food.
Before he was seven years old, he and his brother did not understand that they could kill each other for a meal, but would be stopped when the other was about to die. This was their only way to survive.
Later, Hezhi learned about family affection. He would observe this dirty relative who was related to him by blood during the competition, and then deliberately lose to him, watching him wolf down the food from the bowl with a smile on his lips.
The villagers who were watching the fight could not tell that He Zhi was deliberately letting the other party win. They just felt that the older twin brother seemed to be much weaker. They felt a little regretful but also more excited.
After all, they always felt that the elder brother was stronger than the younger brother, so if this continued, the final decisive battle would inevitably be more exciting.
The crowd was laughing and making noises. He Zhi sat in the corner of the cage and looked at Yun Xing who was grinning at him. He felt that his heart was warmed by his family.
No one taught the two brothers what feelings and love are. They don't even have names. He Zhi heard all of this through eavesdropping.
He knew that he was the older brother and was older than his younger brother, so he had to take care of his younger brother.
Taking care means letting your younger brother eat, not letting him get beaten, and giving things to your younger brother.
He and his brother don't have a name, so let's find a way to give them one.
He found that the villagers would kneel down and worship something called a crane, which was said to be the messenger of the river god.
He didn't understand those complicated things, he just felt that the word "crane" was beautiful.
So if his name is He, what is his brother’s name?
"When the crane messenger arrives, the clouds begin to float!"
"The Crane Messenger is spiritual!"
"There was a saying in ancient times! The lonely cloud leads the wild crane! I forgot the rest of it, but it was talking about the crane messenger!"
The villagers started discussing all sorts of things, and he kept the phrase "a lone cloud and a wild crane" in his mind.
He didn't understand the meaning of those words, but he knew that cloud and crane were connected. He didn't use lonely cloud and wild crane, but only used cloud and crane.
The little brother on the other side of the cage was still grunting as he picked up something to eat. He suddenly smiled and said incoherently, "Yun, Yun."
Yun looked up in a daze, looking at his blood relative without taking the next step.
He moved slowly and crawled to Yun's side. He stretched out his hand to Yun: "Yun."
In the eyes of the thin child, there is still a thin child, and their gazes are no longer full of hostility. For the first time, Yun stretched out his hand carefully, and his fingertips lightly touched the fingertips of his blood relative, and then were held tightly.
This kind of contact did not make Yun feel any pain. He did not know how to describe the feeling, but it gave him some strength even as he shivered.
In the cold winter, the brothers who had been locked in a cage and fighting each other for seven years finally came together and created heat for each other to survive in the long night.
Then, the villagers were surprised by their changes and no longer let them live in cages. Instead, they locked their necks with iron chains and kept them in a dilapidated yard.
They taught the two brothers what family affection is. Family affection means fighting with each other. Twisting each other's fingers is family affection, stabbing each other with a knife is family affection, and even killing each other is family affection.
He learns faster than Yun, and he sometimes asks the villagers what death is.
"When you die, you can return to the side of the Lord River God."
"That's right, you are the children of Lord River God, and this is all taught to you by Lord River God!"
He was a little confused.
He doesn't want the river god, he only wants Yun. He doesn't need to be anyone's child, he is just Yun's brother.
When he expressed his thoughts, the villagers became very angry and felt that he should not have the ability to think for himself and should not have emotions.
The iron fork was raised, but was knocked off balance by Yun before it could poke He. Yun, who already understood the meaning of blood relationship, stood in front of He with fierce eyes, shouting that He was his brother, so only he could give his brother family love.
The villagers who wanted to teach He a lesson burst into laughter and threw the forks to Yun.
But when Yun pierced He's arm with an iron fork, listened to the laughter, and looked at his brother's serious expression, He suddenly felt that family love should not be like this.
He spent a long time prying open the chains that bound him and Yun, and they would run out under the cover of night to see how the villagers got along.
They saw the children in the village being held in their mothers' arms and being lulled to sleep by lullabies, saw the eldest sister making clothes for her younger brothers and sisters, and saw two children fighting and finally being taken away by their families crying.
At that moment, He and Yun were both confused. They returned to the yard, learned from what they had seen, and snuggled up to each other in the middle of the night, unable to tell what was right.
Later they often went out to watch and learn secretly, and learned that the substance that flows out of the body is called blood, learned what pain is, what concern is, and also learned what tears are, what sadness is, and learned that relatives should never fight, they should accompany each other.
Later the crane learned how to die.
Death means tears, the absence of breath, no longer being able to watch him fight with the clouds and say “well done”, it means all those sighs and memories.
Yes, never see you again.
He wants to see Yun, always and forever. He doesn’t want to never see Yun again. He wants to accompany Yun.
That day, He asked the villagers if he and Yun could avoid death.
The villagers who had been watching the fun changed their expressions. After all, a sacrifice should not ask such questions.
Later, He and Yun were kept in the small yard. Someone would bring them food on time every day, but He and Yun knew that something had changed.
Their personalities become more independent, their understanding of other things becomes clearer, they know what is right and what is wrong, and they need to resist.
He always gritted his teeth and endured the beatings after countless escapes. Yun would retort, "What? Do you really want to be our relative?"
The night was cold for the two brothers, and they could only gather together to lick their bleeding wounds.
No one taught them how to survive. Before the age of seven, the two brothers only thought about how to kill each other and get the food. After the age of seven, they began to come into contact with things that normal people need to come into contact with long ago.
He taught himself to speak and was not able to communicate normally until he was a teenager.
Those feelings were self-taught. I nurtured them in a state of confusion and ignorance. It took me a long time to understand the meaning of feelings.
Even the meaning of death is something I learned by myself. No one cares, and no one will care.
Later, He understood his final fate, without any reason, so he changed their names to Hezhi and Yunxing.
Yunxing asked what it meant, but Hezhi never told him.
The day before ascending the bloody altar, on that bitterly cold night, He Zhi held his brother's face and pressed his forehead against his.
He said, alive.
He wanted his brother to be alive and to live.
Must survive.
He decided from the beginning to sacrifice himself. This was his duty as an older brother, so he gave his life without hesitation in the face of the resentment that had accumulated from ancient times to the present.
Death is so painful that Yunxing couldn't see the way forward at all due to the pain.
He could only kneel on the ground and roar helplessly, praying for a response from the river god.
He said, don't take Hezhi away, don't take Hezhi away from him.
So the "River God" made a deal with him.
It can allow Hezhi and Yunxing to stay together forever, but the price is Yunxing's body.
Yunxing agreed without hesitation. The "River God" snatched the bodies of the two brothers, turned them into two monsters, and began to take revenge on the villagers.
There has never been any river god. Those appearances were merely the harvest of the villagers' own labor. The offerings offered to the river god turned into a powerful vengeful spirit that parasitized the two brothers.
They called back Hezhi's soul and gave the two brothers strength. This was a massacre bestowed upon the two brothers by the "River God", and it was also revenge for all the lives that were killed.
However, revenge was disrupted by the horror game system, and the villagers became pawns to help the evil. Hezhi and Yunxing were locked in the bloody altar, with a rule that only one could survive.
They struggled, but the only answer they got was failure. In order to promote the fight between the two brothers, the horror game system changed the rules. If they did not make a choice, both brothers would die.
Just like before, without hesitation, Hezhi trapped Yunxing with iron chains. He smiled, held his brother's face and put his forehead against him, then pierced his chest with a long sword.
He spoke.
"Must survive."
Qian Youcheng suddenly opened his eyes, and tears fell from his eyes in strings. He climbed up from the bed, feeling his numb arms, the only image in his mind was He Zhi smiling as he went to his death.
He covered his eyes in confusion, but couldn't stop crying.
So the meaning of "鹤至云行" is that if the crane dies, the cloud will be free.
Qian Youcheng thought silently, and felt that this dream was inexplicable. He was afraid that he had this dream because he thought too much about Xie Hezhi's words.
but.
"When Yunxing and I were young, those people taught us to pierce the chest with a long sword. They said that it was love and family affection."
Oh shit.
Qian Youcheng closed his eyes irritably.
Why didn't he rush up and stab those villagers a few times?
At 5:05 in the morning, Qian Youcheng couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply washed up and got up. He subconsciously walked to the courtyard and looked at the rising sun in the distant sky, his heart filled with sadness.
No matter how many times he told himself "don't be soft-hearted", Qian Youcheng couldn't suppress this kind of pain, and could only suffer in sadness again and again.
Big money can’t figure it out, so big money simply doesn’t think about it.
When Aunt Zhao got up to make breakfast, Qian Youcheng's eyes were still red, and it was very obvious that he had been crying, but Aunt Zhao didn't ask. After all, Youcheng was a big boy now, and some things couldn't be said openly, so she could only take it slowly.
So when she saw a pot of noodles, Aunt Zhao didn't ask any questions. She just made some soy milk and started frying dough sticks, which made Qian Youcheng feel a little embarrassed.
"Auntie, just eat noodles." Da Qian coughed lightly: "I woke up hungry last night and cooked some, but I cooked too much."
"Oh, it's okay!" Aunt Zhao waved her hand and said, "I didn't put anything else in the chicken soup, just a little salt. If you can't eat it, you can feed it to stray cats and dogs. You ate noodles in the middle of the night, so I can't let you eat them in the morning. Besides, the taste will be bad after soaking overnight. Aunt Zhao will fry you some dough sticks."
Qian Youcheng smiled, feeling that his Aunt Zhao really spoiled him.
But looking at the pot of noodles, Qian Youcheng subconsciously thought of Xie Hezhi and Xie Yunxing.
I don’t know today…
Da Qian stopped thinking urgently, but still said: "Give me some noodles for lunch."
"You kid!" Aunt Zhao sighed, "It's really okay!"
Qian Youcheng tugged at Aunt Zhao's sleeve, with a hint of request.
Aunt Zhao has taken care of Qian Youcheng and Qian Youlin since they were young, so she naturally knows what kind of personalities they have. Qian Youlin is very open about his coquettish nature, but Qian Youcheng is not like Xiaoxiao. He has been well-behaved since he was young. If he wants something, he will gently tug at her sleeve. Then, after a look from Aunt Zhao, she will immediately surrender.
Just like now.
Aunt Zhao took out the thermos bucket without saying anything and said, "Present, prepare, prepare!"
Qian Youcheng smiled happily: "Thank you, Auntie."
At 8:00 in the morning, Qian Youcheng arrived at the company on time. As soon as he got off the car, he saw Xie Hezhi and Xie Yunxing standing at the elevator entrance, obviously waiting for him.
Da Qian's heartbeat slowed down a few beats, and the thermos in his hand felt a little heavy.
Three little heads poked out again, looking at the three people standing opposite each other with some anxiety.
Shen Zishu, Lu Ming and Qi Guanju stood behind the three people who were peeking out, each staring at their boyfriends and smiling without saying a word.
Qian Youcheng said nothing and pressed the elevator button as usual, but after taking two steps, Xie Hezhi grabbed him by the hem of his clothes.
"You, what's wrong with your eyes?" Xie Hezhi asked with some worry in his tone: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Qian Youcheng, who cried non-stop because he dreamed of Xie Hezhi sacrificing his life: …
He took a deep breath: "What's it got to do with you?"
Xie Hezhi stopped talking, with some hurt in his eyes, and he let go of the hand that was holding Qian Youcheng's clothes.
He Feng and the other two were almost getting anxious. Xie Yunxing was a little worried, but he didn't know what to do. He stood aside, feeling a little helpless.
Qian Youcheng was so angry at the two men's reactions that he laughed. He threw the thermos into Xie Hezhi's arms, raised his hand and grabbed the two brothers' hair and pulled them into the elevator.
The heavy metal door closed, and He Feng blinked, looking a little confused for a rare time.
He turned his head and looked at Shen Zishu: "How can this be explained?"
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