About my eyes being reincarnated as my husband

Chapter 20

"You're blocking my way to deliver bedding to seniors!"

My brother was very dissatisfied, and adjusted his glasses with tortoiseshell rings.

Behind the lenses his eyes are a circle smaller than they actually are, but they are still quite large.The burning red clouds in the sky were reflected on the glasses, reflecting red light, like two will-o'-the-wisps burning in the corners of the eyes.

"Get out of the way, please. Okay?" he said.

Mumu put his hand on his left chest, stabbed it in, and took out his still beating heart under his horrified expression.

The heart stopped beating.

A blood hole was dug out in Midi's chest, and blood was gurgling out.With an expression of disbelief on his face, he touched his bloody heart with trembling hands, and then he fell straight back and fell to the ground, a large piece of soil was stained red by the surging blood.

He was like a corpse.

Watermelon paled and said: "It's really dead, and it hasn't been revived after so long! No... no way, this time your little monster killed people."

Lin Qingquan looked at Mumu, who was holding the heart, at its blood-stained hands and cuffs, and at its blood-stained silver-white front, which showed a kind of vividness appropriate to the occasion under the red sunset.

"Qingquan, you should say something!" Watermelon was anxious.

Lin Qingquan showed an unusual calmness, "There are so many wild places on this mountain, dig a hole and bury them."

Watermelon became even more anxious: "Wow, why are you so cold-blooded! He is your admirer and once helped you get the package..."

"Otherwise." Lin Qingquan said, "It is impossible for me to turn myself in with my eyes."

The corpse on the ground suddenly opened its eyes.

"It's so boring, senior, I thought you would at least feel sorry for me. You played a good show for me in vain."

It got up and straightened its tortoise-rim glasses.The blood hole in the chest stopped the bleeding, and the internal organs, muscles and bones quickly returned to their original shape, leaving only a blood-stained hole in the yellow kimono.The newly grown skin was bright and fair, only stained with a little blood.

"I'm really not human." Mo laughed, "But I don't think you look like you, Senior."

Lin Qingquan said, "Are you disappointed?"

"No." Demon said, "I like Senior even more."

With a bang, the removed heart shrank in half.

It still looks like a human heart, but only the left ventricle and left atrium remain; the right ventricle and right atrium are gone.

There is only half of the heart.

"Didn't expect that, senior." Mo smiled at him, "I split the heart into two, and drew them into different shapes."

Lin Qingquan couldn't help being surprised.All the prejudices and perceptions of demons in the past were overturned at this moment.

This world has no formula.

The devil's heart may not exist completely.

Lin Qingquan calmed down and gave instructions to Mumu, "Hurry up, grab the other half of its heart."

The devil ran away.

Lin Qingquan and Mumu followed closely behind.

Under the burning clouds that covered the sky and the sun, they ran down the mountain stepping on the stone steps.The thin green bamboo leaves hurt the face, the wind was blowing under the feet, the tunnel-like green bamboo forest passed by in the corner of the eye, only the red at the end and the running demon in the middle of the red remained unchanged.

Lin Qingquan hadn't run so happily for a long time.

This feeling, deja vu, is like a previous life.

His past life should not be quiet.

The speed of the demon was extremely fast, and it disappeared at the end of the red in a short time.

At the same time, the weather changed drastically and it began to rain lightly.The stones in the mountains were drenched with rain, reflecting a layer of extremely dazzling red light, as bright as a neon light.

Lin Qingquan stopped in the rain, his head and face were wet.

Locked memories of past lives are loosening.

"Cyberpunk."

A word spit out from between the lips, like a small arrow, shot slowly towards the dazzling red mountain.

"I remembered, I came from a place called Cyberpunk." He took a step forward, allowing himself to blend into the bright red, "The light color in this mountain is very similar to where I came from."

There was a sound from the ground, and the soles of my feet shook like an earthquake.

At the end of the line of sight, there are high-rise buildings rumbling out of the ground, purple, red, blue and green neon lights are reflected on the glass curtain wall, and colorful technological mechas shuttle between buildings, like small lingering buildings in the distant view. Flying insects, tick-tock electronic sounds from time to time.

The rain made the mecha into a white halo.

The simple and unsophisticated Edo is thus combined with cyberpunk in an unbelievable way of breaking the dimensional wall.

Although the memory has not been fully recovered, Lin Qingquan can recognize it.

There is the world created by Platinum God in the new work.

It is also where he came from.

He was going to go and have a look.As a result, Mumu guessed what he was thinking, and took the lead to block the way.

"Don't stop me." In the rain, water dripped from Lin Qingquan's disheveled forehead.His facial features were already soft, but they became more fragile after being exposed to rain, "I have to go and have a look."

After staring at him for a long time, he took off the haori and put it over his head.The two huddled under the same rain cloth and walked to the foot of the mountain along the mountain road with few steps left.

At this point, the rain has stopped.

There were lights and festoons everywhere at the foot of the mountain, and red, blue and blue carp banners fluttered in the air. The old man who carried the burden and sold fish raw gave Lin Qingquan a large box enthusiastically; the beautiful maid by the roadside sprinkled cherry blossoms on his wet hair.Booths for fan-guessing, divination, shooting, etc. are lined up, and kabuki dances and dances on street corners.

Lin Qingquan frowned, "Is this... Xuanwu Festival?"

wrong.The Xuanwu Festival only lasts for seven days, and the period has already passed by now.

Could it be that Hui Kusama showed great compassion and extended the time for supplying Xuanwu Festival?

It's so weird.

Lin Qingquan and Mumu squeezed into the crowd, slowly moving towards the cyberpunk neighborhood.

There were two people walking towards him, and one of them deliberately bumped his shoulder.

"Are you surprised?" Jing Ami raised her eyebrows, then the corners of her mouth moved slightly, and she put on a sickly smile.

Standing beside him was Kusama Ash with black satin and gold trim, dignified and majestic, "Mr. Qingquan, you are safe. Thank you for providing the devil's heart, so I can have a normal arm. I am very grateful."

The corpse spot on Kagami's left shoulder has spread further, and has spread to the chest, and the blood in the necrotic part is stagnant.At this rate, he gradually became immobile and required a wheelchair.In the end, when the corpse spots covered his whole body, he would die.

This was what Lin Qingquan had expected.

But what he didn't expect was that Kusama Ash also appeared.

Corpse spots covered his entire right arm.

As he himself said, his right arm is his weakness.

If tragedy were to befall him, it would be with the right arm.

Lin Qingquan looked at the corpse spots on the two people, and was a little speechless.Could it be that Kagami really successfully infected Kusama Ash with the corpse spot?

Incredible.

Jing Ani saw through his thoughts and said with a smile: "You and I, our wishes come true, don't we?"

After speaking, the two walked back.The crowd was surging, and soon they were out of sight.

Lin Qingquan has a clear goal, which is to go to the cyberpunk neighborhood.

On the way, we passed many izakayas full of wine.The chefs personally welcome customers at the door and distribute homemade plum wine to people.

Suddenly there were three or four wooden wine glasses in his hand.Lin Qingquan drank one by one, and froze when he drank the last cup.The taste of this plum wine is exactly the taste of the izakaya of the fish demon in Osaka.He turned his head and saw the izakaya in his memory, which was full of red paper lanterns, and the red light filling the room was about to blow up the small izakaya.

The old monk walked out of the tavern, pointed to Mumu behind him with the hand wearing the "empty" ring, and said, "Your Mumu, this is the fourth time you have left your body, it means you have already half awakened."

"Why are you here?" Lin Qingquan asked, "And how do you know it's called Mumu, and why do you know it's the fourth time to leave the body?"

"Just like following that samurai, I'm following you."

"Are you waiting for Mumu to become a demon, and you want to take its heart and make medicine?" Lin Qingquan became gloomy, "You'd better not think about it. Even if I can't find a way to suppress the awakening, I will eat me before it." When it’s time to die, find a way to die with it. It’s not for saving the common people, just to prevent its heart from being taken away by others.”

The old monk smiled and said, "You care about it?"

"That's natural." Lin Qingquan poked Mumu's heart socket with his finger, even though there was no heart there, "Its heart grew out of sucking my blood and eating my flesh. Wicked person, making wedding dresses for others, such a good deed, I can't do it."

The old monk laughed loudly, "I don't have bodhicitta, probably just like you."

He shook his golden pewter stick, and the bell rang, "My Dharma name is Zhenru, and my address in Kyoto is Honnōji Temple, which is not far from Xuanwu Mountain. When you are free, come and drink tea with me."

He smiled and retreated into the red-lit izakaya.

The surging crowd crowded over, pushing Lin Qingquan and Mumu to move forward.

After a long journey, the two finally came to the end of the Xuanwu Festival, where a rusty barbed wire fence blocked the way.Mumu raised his arm to measure the height of the barbed wire fence, and hinted with his eyes that Lin Qingquan could climb over it.

Lin Qingquan kicked over the barbed wire and walked in.

Seeing from a distance is different from seeing up close.

A closer look has a stronger visual impact.Among the crowded and messy buildings, billboards that can be used as landmarks hang among them. Red and purple neon lights are shining everywhere. The dazzling lights grow all over the block like crazy weeds, and buzzing mechas pass overhead from time to time.Men and women walked on the wet road with cigarettes in their mouths and black technology equipment on their heads.

It's like escaping into another dimension.

It's like going through time again.

Lin Qingquan touched the cold cement, as if in a lifetime.

He actually walked back to where he came from so easily from Edo?

It can be said to be very weird.

There was a long whistle behind him, and a man wearing spectacles appeared.He deliberately pressed the mirror under the bridge of his nose, and looked at Lin Qingquan from the top of the sunglasses, with a playful smile on his face.

Despite the strange attire, Lin Qingquan recognized him.

"Watermelon, how could you be here?!"

"How is that impossible? I think you are all chasing demons. Of course, as friends, you can't stand by and watch, you must join you." Watermelon said with a smile.

Lin Qingquan looked the watermelon up and down, and said, "You rushed to catch up, do you know where this is?"

"Of course I know. Cyberpunk." Xigua said, "This is your home."

Outrageous.All this is outrageous.

Lin Qingquan already sensed something was wrong.

He pondered for a moment, then asked a thoughtful question: "Did you bring the wild strawberry juice we drank on the mountain?"

Watermelon touched it from behind, and actually found two bamboo tubes, "Of course! I put the wild strawberry juice in the bamboo tubes. I poured it in the bamboo tubes for you in case you were thirsty after chasing the devil."

Lin Qingquan's expression became a little strange.

He shook the bamboo tube, opened the bamboo tube and smelled it, the liquid inside was wild strawberry juice from color to smell.He took a sip, and the sweet and sour taste spread on the tip of his tongue and rose to the nasal cavity, so the whole head was full of sweet and sour smell.

Lin Qingquan sighed: "If only the wild strawberry juice in this bamboo tube could never be finished."

After finishing speaking, the hand holding the bamboo tube tilted, and the wild strawberry juice in the bamboo tube poured out.

Ten seconds, 1 minute, 5 minutes, 10 minutes passed, and the wild strawberry juice in the bamboo tube was still pouring out.

Looking at the never-ending wild strawberry juice, Lin Qingquan suddenly wanted to laugh.In fact he did laugh.

It was exactly as he expected.

It can be confirmed that from the moment he went down the mountain to chase the devil, he fell into a dreamlike illusion.

The demon did not actually escape.It just transformed from a human form into a realm.

And its realm is an illusion constructed based on Lin Qingquan's consciousness.

Unexpectedly, the demon who lives as Lin Qingquan's fanboy in normal times is actually an illusion.

In this illusion, all people and things appear according to Lin Qingquan's subconscious.

Simply put, it is a dream.

Different from the highly corrosive fish egg realm that the fish demon turned into before, the illusion realm encountered this time can be said to be a very advanced realm.

Sure enough, the high-level world will allow people to enter without any grievances, and then die in it willingly.

But Lin Qingquan naturally didn't want to die here.

He wants to break through these illusions one by one.

It is like in a dream where the dreamer suddenly becomes aware that he is dreaming and thus is able to control the dream.

"Wild strawberry juice is impossible to drink endlessly. So it doesn't exist at all, it's an illusion, like a dream."

As soon as the words came out, the bamboo tube disappeared together with the wild strawberry juice flowing out.

Lin Qingquan looked at Xigua, "As for you, you are born in Edo, so it is impossible to know about cyberpunk."

The watermelon gradually fades into nothingness.

The scene changed at this time, and the red and purple cyberpunk neighborhood slipped away, and many people gathered around it, just like the rapid reverse of a projector.

Lin Qingquan returned to the Xuanwu Festival, and saw the calm old monk again.

"You are Kong." Lin Qingquan said, "Kong's purpose is to pass the wild goose without a trace, and each member will not leave a name. If you take the initiative to report your name, it means that you are a fake old monk."

The scene changed again, and it was reversed to Kagami and Kusama Hui.

"Corpse spots are controlled by demons independently, and it is impossible to infect people. Also," Lin Qingquan paused, "The Xuanwu Festival is only seven days old, and it has passed long ago. So the entire Xuanwu Festival is illusory. Merchant, it’s not true.”

All people and booths are gone.

The scene is reversed again.

Lin Qingquan stood back to the mountain at the beginning, and the light rain fell, which made his head and face wet, and his face shone with a bright luster under the red of the setting sun.The scenery under the mountain and the high-rise buildings in the outer circle are all between the wet eyelashes, and a circle of white halo is formed by the rain.

"This is Edo, there can be no cyberpunk." Lin Qingquan said.

High-rise buildings collapsed, and the mottled billboards and tangled wires all sank to the ground.

Cyberpunk is gone.

All kinds of illusions were shattered one by one.

Lin Qingquan is already controlling the dreamlike illusion.

He was a little dazed, strands of wet hair stuck to his eyelids, and his eyes were watery and astringent.

At this time, a bamboo hat was covered.When he looked up, he saw Mumu, who was soaked all over, with a series of water dripping down from its pointed chin.

It gave Lin Qingquan its bamboo hat to keep out the rain.

The setting sun in the west fell to the horizon like a broken egg.

Is the illusion all over?

Lin Qingquan asked himself, thought for a while, and said, "I want a dagger."

A short dagger appeared out of thin air at his feet, showing his sharpness.

"It seems that I am still in the illusion." Lin Qingquan picked up the dagger and smiled wryly at his eyes, "Illusion is the realm of the devil. From the moment the demon's human form disappeared, I entered its realm. In the realm In the novel, from Jing Ani to Watermelon, from Cyberpunk to Xuanwu Festival, they are all illusions constructed by the devil according to my subconscious mind; Its boundaries get deeper and deeper."

Mu Mu understood and nodded at him.

"Although this realm is advanced, it is built based on my subconscious mind. This means that as long as I break my own illusion, I can break the realm of demons." Lin Qingquan said, "So just now, as I break through one by one Lost the hallucinations, the hallucinations also disappeared one by one, and the world gradually became simpler. It proved that its world is completely controllable. It’s like, having a lucid dream.”

After thinking for a long time, he suddenly looked at Mumu.The color under the wide bamboo hat is particularly gloomy, "You are also my hallucination, Mumu."

His eyes trembled, and he shook his head desperately.

Of course Lin Qingquan didn't believe it, and said with a smile: "Isn't it a piece of cake to verify whether you are fake?"

He walked over with the short dagger, the hilt to it and the point toward himself.He took off his bamboo hat, revealing his wet hair and wet face, his lips became more red under the infiltration of rain.The slightly pale skin due to being sucked by parasites forms a strong color contrast with the lip color.

His lips glared like light bulbs.

So his eyes were like those of an uninformed person seeing a light bulb for the first time, reluctant to look away.

Lin Qingquan leaned close to its ear and whispered, "Kill me."

His eyes froze on the ground as if frozen.

Lin Qingquan has absolute self-confidence, if this is the true eye, he will never kill him.

Because the host dies, it dies too.

"Kill me, Mumu." Lin Qingquan said it again next to its burning red ear.

The soft timbre floated in the eyes of the eyes and exploded like fireworks.

"You are fake. You don't exist at all." Lin Qingquan said, "You are a living creature that sucks my blood. After two months, you will eat me as the first step of becoming a demon. In your eyes Here, I’m just feed, a piece of meat with a shelf life of two months. How can you help a piece of meat to cover the rain? You can’t possibly treat me meticulously. So you are fake, you are just like watermelons, they are all illusions ..."

He waited for Mumu to disappear and the scene to change.

But the surroundings were quiet and nothing happened.

A hand touched his face.

She looked at him with loving eyes.

It brushed away the strands of wet locks of his hair and wiped the water droplets from his face.Then with a little force, he hugged Lin Qingquan, who was a little confused, into his arms.

Lin Qingquan rested his chin on its shoulder.As far as the eye can see, it is full of tumbling fire clouds and bronzing twilight.

"Are you real?" Lin Qingquan still couldn't believe it, "You are actually real?!"

He was stunned for a long time, and an indescribable bitterness suddenly surged in his heart.Looking at the rich and colorful beauty like a framed oil painting, after a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"The whole world is fake, only you are real."