Green When Green

[Two strong male protagonists + fateful love + human redemption + machinations + group portraits + fantasy] Weibo:@suianhimself The protagonist's ending [He], some sub-CP abuse In the later stage, Bai Qingliu will lose his vest and unexpectedly reverse in many places. Sadness is the basis, all living beings are suffering, and all kinds of conditions in the world are Don't doubt it, the article is original "Who is coming?" "Wei Chu, Wei Fujing." "Who is coming?" "Bai Qingliu, Bai Chenyi." "Little Master Bai." "Master Xiao Wei!" "This sword's name is Qing Toki." "This fan is called Cuijin." "Heaven and earth, the two places are at peace, survival comes from desperate situations, and the four seasons are reunited." "The way of heaven has been overthrown, human nature is absurd, gods and Buddhas are ineffective, and the sun and moon have no light." "My general, the gods are before you." ●WedgeThe bet made when I was eighteen years old: Wuya Mountain. Wei Chu's consciousness was a little confused, and he couldn't see the path under his feet for a while. He had to move forward tentatively based on his feelings. The feeling of dizziness and dizziness was not pleasant, and the pain of tearing wounds was constantly felt in my body. The air was filled with the smell of blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or those of the corpses. The wind picked up, the wind was very strong, and he suddenly woke up. Looking around, I saw a bleak and withered autumn landscape. Not only did he not go down the mountain, he reached the top. There is no cliff on the top of the mountain, there is no return. Wei Chu found a huge stone nearby and leaned on it. Listening to his heavy breathing, he wondered how long he had left to live. Wei Chu thought to himself: If I die today, no one will build a monument for me. The only thing he couldn't let go of was Bai Qingliu. I don't know when Bai Qingliu will remember him, this "unique best friend in this life" whom Lagou recognized when he was young. Maybe it will be many years later, maybe it will be the next day that he will not survive. Wei Chu had imagined many ways to die, but he never thought of waiting to die. People in the world said: No one can kill Wei Chu. It's all just flattery, how can people not die? He remembered his mother's words when he was a child: Death can be joyful or sad. Joy is perfection, leaving no regrets; sadness is regret, not being able to achieve what one wishes. As a child, he was naturally puzzled. He asked his mother: "Is someone's death bittersweet?" The mother smiled but did not answer, her eyes filled with tears. Perhaps, the end of a hero is a mixture of joy and sorrow. Unfortunately, he didn't understand at the time. The wind on the top of the mountain suddenly stopped. Wei Chu raised his eyes alertly, only to find that it was snowing heavily. In the golden autumn of October, snowflakes were falling all over the sky, and in the vast white world, there was only a bloody Wei Chu. Not long after, the top of Wuya Mountain was covered with snow. Wei Chu looked at the palm of his hand and saw that the few snowflakes had not yet melted. He slowly closed his eyes. "Who are you?" The young man in white stood in front of Wei Chu, looking at him condescendingly. Wei Chu opened his eyes with difficulty and finally saw the face of the visitor clearly. The young man's demeanor was bright and graceful, his eyes bright and his eyebrows sparse. She is really good-looking. "Wei Chu. Wei Fujing." The young man was a little displeased. Master clearly said that no mortal could ever reach the top of Wuya Mountain. "Are you here to die?" Wei Chu gasped hard: "Then the Lord God is here to kill me?" The young man laughed dumbly: "You look like a ghost, do you still need me to take action?" Also, Wei Chu stopped talking. The young man felt bored and turned around to leave. As soon as the young man walked away, he looked back and saw the master sitting next to the mortal. What is the old man going to do? The young man stopped in doubt. "You're still here." The gray-haired old man sighed. Snowflakes fell on the old man's silver hair, and instantly turned into water droplets flowing over his cheeks. There was an unspeakable sadness. In the autumn of this world, there are no snowflakes melting on the top of the cliff. It can be regarded as the tears shed by heaven and earth for Wei Chu. It's a pity, it's fate. Wei Chu said disdainfully: "You can't stop me on this road after all." "The road you are taking is a dead end." The old man said calmly. "A living person takes the road of death, and in the end he becomes a dead person. That's exactly what you are now." The old man showed a look of compassion. Wei Chu tried his best to stay awake: "The world is so blind that they worship you as a god. If you step down from the altar, you will only be the soul killed by my sword, Wei Chu." The old man stood up, his eyes filled with white snow. He smiled: "Wei Chu, as a dying person, you might as well make a bet with your life." "If you can stick to your faith, subvert the evil in this world, and wash away the darkness of human nature, you will win." "If you don't, I'll let you die without a body." The last four words are extremely ruthless. Wei Chu's anger made Wei Chu even more weak. Just as he was about to speak, he vomited blood all over the floor. The red blood stains on the pure white ground are shocking. "I'll bet you." The old man's tone was cold: "Wei Chu, you are a mortal, and your life is too short." "And I am a god, with a lifespan of ninety million years. I will watch you lose, and then kill you with my own hands." "I will win." Wei Chu was about to speak when the surroundings suddenly became dark and his consciousness became blurred. I just felt dizzy, and my whole body seemed to be sucked into a bottomless whirlpool. Rotate. Falling, falling, falling again. At the last moment, a drop of water seemed to fall on his forehead. Very cold. … ●[Full text introduction] In ancient legends, gods descended from heaven to establish the Four Kingdoms and Eighteen States. The god died to save the people, and everyone gathered the blood of hundreds of families to build the Wuya Temple to preserve the soul of the god. Under the blessing of the gods and spirits, the people of the world live and work in peace and contentment. Gradually, people's hearts are no longer ancient, and it is difficult to find those who worship God. Behind the peaceful and prosperous times, the ruling classes of the four countries are ready to take action, trying to be the first to understand the way to immortality. Ju'an, who has the longest cultural origin, unexpectedly found ancient books recording the method of killing gods under the secret arrangements of generations of monarchs. In order to hide the secrets from others, the Ju'an royal family hid the ancient books in a corner of Tongshi Pavilion. One day, when the old master led his disciples to repair the ancient book, the mysterious ancient book actually chose to destroy itself. God's punishment is coming. On the edge of the cliff-free mountain top, the variables rise sharply. God and man are different, but they redeem each other. Love goes deep into the bones, love and hate are hard to get rid of. Wei Chu, a political businessman in Ju'an, and Bai Qingliu, the only son of the Bai family, unexpectedly reunited many years later. The two vowed to start the self-rescue of human nature under the belief in gods. But they don't know that the way of heaven is supreme and everything is determined, and the two of them are also involved in it... Purpose: Self-rescue of human nature under belief in gods