[Rat cat] I have no regrets in this life

Chapter 23

As dusk dissipated, in a dilapidated temple in Huilan Town, a row of small flickering candles were lit under the dilapidated statue of Hades, and the dim and unclear light illuminated the eighteen types of clay sculptures of death penalty on the eighteen floors of hell on both sides.

The door covered with painted paper was slowly pushed open, and a group of people entered.

"Pang Tong!" Gongsun Ce shouted.

Gongsun Ce and Bai Yutang entered the door together first, and in the dim light, Gongsun Ce saw clearly what was going on inside the ruined temple, turned around quickly and yelled, and closed his eyes with his back to the temple.

Pang Tong looked away, walked over and held his hands, and said with a smile, "I thought you were very brave, don't be afraid."

Gongsun Ce was still in shock. These days, he was already extremely disturbed by the matter of Zhan Zhao's soul. When he came to Yan Wang Temple and saw the appearance of these clay sculptures, he was taken aback.

Bai Yutang held Huaying and lifted the flag fluttering above his head, and Tang Yiyan and several others went in one after another holding torches.

Pang Tong saw that they were all coming in, and he stretched his arms around Gongsun Ce's narrow waist brazenly, holding back a smile, and said softly, "Would you like to lend me my chest for you to hide, Ah Ce?"

Gongsun Ce glanced at him, his rosy cheeks illuminated by the candlelight gradually turned crimson, he curled his lips, turned and walked towards Bai Yutang.

Pang Tong shrugged his shoulders. A bored nerd, he raised his legs and walked towards Tang Yiyan. They watched the situation in the Temple of the King of Hell together.

Tang Yiyan handed the torch to Pang Tong, and said with a faint smile: "Pang Tong, these eighteen clay sculptures in the temple represent the criminal laws of the eighteen levels of hell..."

Pang Tong frowned slightly, held up the torch and looked at the clay sculpture in front of him.

"This is tongue pulling..." Xia Jun said.

Pang Tong took a rough look and returned the torch to him.

The clay sculpture in front of her is a woman whose shoulders were held down by a bull's head and a horse's face, her mouth was opened, and her exaggerated long tongue was clamped by iron tongs, as if she was about to be pulled out.

Gongsun Ce glanced at Pang Tong who was talking to Tang Yiyan, and silently pursed his lips in thought.

Tang Yiyan is the No. [-] general under Pang Tong, and he is also the brother who followed Pang Tong through life and death. Apart from Gongsun Ce, Tang Yiyan is the one who has the closest relationship with Pang Tong.

Tang Yiyan and Pang Tong were both only 27 years old in the same year. Pang Tong once asked Gongsun Ce whether Tang Yiyan had the same orientation as them. Otherwise, why didn’t he marry a wife at the age of 27? For this reason, Gongsun Ce didn’t sleep well for several days .

But Tang Yiyan has a shortcoming. On his handsome-looking face, there is a long scar from the left eye down to the ear. Because of this scar, he looks delicate and definitely not delicate, but it must not be hideous, just Gives a mature, experienced vicissitudes of feeling.

"There's a ghost here..." Yan Bai said without warning, and Gongsun Ce, who was startled, took a few steps back.

Pang Tong glanced at Yan Bai, walked over and put his arms around Gongsun Ce's waist, and said to Yan Bai, "Old man, what are you doing here with us all the way?"

Bai Yutang was looking at a place where no one was there with a gentle expression on his face, only turning back when he heard Pang Tong's voice.

"Pang Tong, he is the disciple of a fairy girl on the lonely mountain I mentioned before." Bai Yutang finished speaking lightly, and walked over slowly.

The Hades Temple looks like it has been abandoned for many years, and there are still green grass seedlings growing in some places on the ground.

Pang Tong frowned, and whispered, "Can you bring Zhan Zhao back to life?"

His words were straightforward, because this was a question everyone wanted to know, so Gongsun Ce and Bai Yutang looked at Yan Bai, waiting for his answer.

Yan Bai squinted his eyes, shook the copper bell in his hand, and said slowly, "Can Master Zhan be resurrected? I can only guide him to reincarnate when my master goes down the mountain, but..." He looked up at Bai Yutang : "Oh, it's just reincarnation...what kind of love, love, I have forgotten."

There was silence for a while, Bai Yutang slowly turned his head to one side, his eyes were calm but sad.

"Yutang, Zhan has never thought about dying and resurrecting, but... I won't be reincarnated." Zhan Zhao said to Bai Yutang with a cool tone, but smiled.

"Cat..." With shining eyes, Bai Yutang resisted not calling out his name, but the sadness in his heart swept over like a stormy sea.

Bai Yutang used to be tossed and tossed because of his secret love for Zhan Zhao, and because of Zhan Zhao's repeated injuries, he felt distressed and vowed to silently guard this person for the rest of his life.

It's just that the battle to the sky and the death of Zhan Zhao...everything has turned into a mirror image.

The atmosphere in the Temple of King of Hell was strange, the night wind blew in, and the old red curtains hanging on the beams floated. Gongsun Ce, accompanied by Pang Tong, carefully read the eighteen kinds of criminal laws in the temple.

Zhan Zhao looked carefully at the environment in the temple, his eyes flashed red, and he asked, "Yutang, why did you come to investigate the Hades Temple at night?"

It was the first time that Bai Yutang saw his eyes flashing red, he was surprised and quickly stretched out his hand to grab the other's fingers: "Cat, your eyes..."

"What?" Zhan Zhao turned his head to look at Bai Yutang, his eyes were back to normal with his cold face.

"It's okay." Bai Yutang smiled slightly, shook his head slowly, and continued: "Sir, the bodies of the three deceased were all found here."

"I only know that the dead are all men. I didn't hear you say that they were killed in the Temple of the King of Hell." After Zhan Zhao finished speaking, he suddenly felt the smell of rancid corpses. , the sense of smell is much stronger than before.

"Yutang, someone... is here." Zhan Zhao squinted his eyes and looked at the man who suddenly appeared at the gate of Yan Wang Temple.

Seeing someone coming, Tang Yiyan quickly walked over holding a torch. Gongsun Ce followed behind him. Suddenly, the copper bell in Yan Bai's hand rang three times, and he shouted, "Don't get close to him!"

It was unusual to come to the Hades Temple in the middle of the night at this time, not to mention that the hem of the robe worn by the visitor was dark red, as if stained with blood. Tang Yiyan ignored Yan Bai, and after approaching, he raised a torch to illuminate the visitor.

It was a pale, bloodless face, with red flames in the dull pupils, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved up, as if he was smiling.

Tang Yiyan took a few steps back when he saw the face of the visitor. Pang Tong seldom saw him like this, so he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Dead, corpse!" Tang Yiyan shouted.

"Don't let you get close to him..." Yan Bai muttered something, reached out to touch the cloth bag hanging on his waist, walked quickly in front of the visitor, and waved at him and sprinkled a handful of white powder.

Bai Yutang's face was solemn, the painting in his hand was slightly out of its sheath, he squinted, and the person called 'dead corpse' twitched all over his body, as if being controlled by something, his arms were instantly raised to one side Tang Yiyan's sharp eyes and quick hands cut off the arms of the dead body with his sharp sword. At this time, Gongsun Ce had already been pulled into his arms by Pang Tong who had rushed over.

Everyone frowned and looked at the severed arm, but no blood flowed out, because the corpse had already been drained of blood, and the situation was exactly the same as that of the three previous victims.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind from outside the gate entered the Temple of Hell. Along with the floating dust and smoke, Tang Yiyan waved his arms and saw the dead body slowly falling down. He put the sword into its sheath and turned his head to look at Pang Tong who was comforting Gongsun Ce , slightly frowned and said: "Pang Tong, another life..."

Gongsun Ce quickly pushed Pang Tong away, squatted down to check, and the others continued to check around the ruined temple with torches.

Yan Bai's eyes moved around flexibly, and turned around to look at the already dilapidated statue of Hades. The candlelight under the statue made his face shine brightly. statue.

Although the seven-foot-tall statue is a bit worn out, it still feels like both spirit and form.

Gongsun Ce finished examining the corpse, took the handkerchief handed over by Pang Tong, wiped his fingers, and sighed: "It's been a long time since I died, and the blood in my whole body was sucked dry. I died strangely. I just don't understand why..."

"The art of ghost control." Yan Bai thought that if the master didn't come down the mountain, something serious would happen. He interrupted Gongsun Ce's words: "Those people were all killed by ghosts."

After hearing this, Gongsun Ce frowned, and said, "Students now believe that there are ghosts in this world, and they only harm people. Why would the blood of the dead be drained?"

"To perform the ghost control technique, the controlled object cannot be a living thing, and the most important point is that the person performing the ghost control technique will suck the blood of the person who is executed." Yan Bai said.

Tang Yiyan stood on the side and pursed her mouth silently, and approached helplessly: "Master, what do you want to express?"

Pang Tong stretched out his hand to stroke the hair on the shoulders of Fugong Sun Ce, pursed his lips and looked at Tang Yiyan, and said, "You order a few people to carry the body back to the government office, and go back."

In the early morning of the next day, the sky began to drizzle densely, and the raindrops fell on the stone road along the eaves.

Yan Bai stood at the door of the restaurant and looked up at the dark sky. He counted his fingers, frowned and said to himself, "It's fierce, you shouldn't go out." Then he turned and went upstairs. Before going upstairs, he saw He glanced at Tang Yiyan who was sitting on the side drinking tea.

In the misty rain, the two came with umbrellas, Pang Tong approached Gongsun Ce and said, "A Ce, stop frowning."

Gongsun Ce glanced at him, slowly opened his eyebrows, and said, "To subdue this evil ghost, we can only rely on Senior Yan..." Approaching the restaurant, Gongsun Ce narrowed his eyes slightly, and calmly moved towards a He walked away sideways, raised his head and said, "General Tang is waiting for you."

Pang Tong's slightly parted thin lips were indifferently tightened. After silently looking at Gongsun Ce, he entered the restaurant.

Tang Yiyan put down the teacup, got up and smiled, the smile brought the scar on his cheek, Pang Tong looked at the past and suddenly felt a little guilty, so he had to smile and said: "Yi Yan, what's the matter?"

Tang Yiyan nodded slightly to Gongsun Ce and then said to Pang Tong: "I think of something to tell you."

The corners of Gongsun Ce's mouth twitched slightly, and silently stood with his head lowered to shake off the remaining raindrops on the oil-paper umbrella. The water droplets slid down the umbrella surface and wet the floor.

Tang Yiyan turned her head to look at Pang Tong, but said nothing.

Pang Tong pointed at him, turned around and smiled at Gongsun Ce, "A Ce, go and see Bai Yutang."

Gongsun Ce slightly frowned and glanced at the two of them, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, nodded slightly, then turned and went upstairs.

Tang Yiyan lowered her head with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Pang Tong supported his forehead and asked, "What is it that you are willing to say only if I push A Ce away?"

"Isn't this for your sake? I'm afraid that Mr. Gongsun will be frightened." Tang Yiyan restrained her smile and raised her eyebrows.

"Let's talk." Pang Tong held his hands behind his back, his gaze was like a torch, and he was very serious about everything related to Gongsun Ce.

The author has something to say: Yan actually likes the pair of CPs Pang Tong and Gongsun Ce, so most of Yan’s mouse and cat articles have the pair of vice CPs of Pang Ce, thank you for reading the article