txolops Chapter 441 Bloodstained Boundary: Extreme Tightening
Chapter 441 Bloodstained Boundary: Extreme Tightening
As expected, the Seventh Eye turned half of its eye toward Mo Chengyue. As soon as the old silver aura in its right eye was stirred up by the black water, the red line under its eye followed its gaze toward the blood plaque in his palm.
Yu Lin Hong's lingering resentment rushed outwards through the red patterns, and Mo Cheng Yue's right hand opened accordingly, his palm facing the half-eye. The black water of the unlit boat outside the door also pressed in along the edge of the blood letter. The cause and effect of the three parties were tangled in front of the threshold.
Manager Hu felt a tightness in his chest as he looked at it.
"She's looking at you."
"it is good."
"Is this considered good?"
"Her eyelids are now very thin."
"Should I cut it?"
"Don't cut the eye, just remove the thread."
Shopkeeper Hu took the silver hairpin out of his sleeve. Instead of piercing the half-eye, he picked at the edge of the old wound under the eye. As soon as the old silver on the hairpin touched the red line, the half-eye turned violently, and the silvery energy struggled out of the black water.
Seventh Eyes chuckled, his voice drowning out the churning black mud beneath the wrecked ship.
"You dare touch it?"
Manager Hu gritted his teeth, but his hand did not tremble. He pressed the tip of the hairpin down where Mo Chengyue was pointing.
"Ah Sui, don't be afraid."
"Don't cry, don't beg, keep calling me by my childhood nickname."
Mo Chengyue's right arm was dragged forward by Yu Linhong, and the hilt of his sword was stuck on his wrist bone. Blood dripped from the hilt into the ash of the threshold talisman, but he was still staring at the red line.
"Ah Sui, go back to the stove."
Manager Hu continued, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, yet every word was firmly rooted in the child's nickname.
"Ah Sui, go back to the woodpile, back to the place where the water didn't remember you."
The wet light in the half-eye on the seventh eye's face became disordered. The silvery light at the corner of the eye was simultaneously stirred by the nickname and the silver hairpin. A section of the red thread was peeled off from under the eye, and black water immediately rushed up to try to paste the thread back into the flesh.
Mo Chengyue flicked the Rain Flower Sword onto the talisman ash, and the ash line separated the black water.
"Sever the black water, but not the silver energy."
Shopkeeper Hu did as he was told. He used the tip of the hairpin to go around the eyeball and pry it onto the water film at the base of the red thread. With a gentle pry, the water film cracked, and the light from that half-eye flickered towards the small box, but was blocked by Shopkeeper Hu's shoulder and the lampshade.
The Seventh Eye's voice switched back to a girlish tone, tinged with a sob as it whispered into Manager Hu's ear.
"Sis, you cut me."
Shopkeeper Hu paused for a moment, and the red thread under the tip of the hairpin immediately retracted below his eyes.
Mo Chengyue pressed his left hand on the sword and directly cut it off.
"Ah Sui is in the box."
Shopkeeper Hu swallowed back the word "sister," and tears finally fell onto his sleeve, but not into the seam of the box.
"Ah Sui, if it hurts, go back to shore. Don't use her to call for me."
The red line under the seventh eye was pulled back by this sentence, and the momentum of its retreat slowed down.
Mo Chengyue spotted the gap and pushed the blood-stained talisman forward, letting Yu Lin Hong's lingering resentment illuminate the red patterns. Sure enough, half of his eye was drawn to the talisman, and his gaze shifted from the small box to his palm.
Manager Hu spoke urgently.
"Your hand went over again."
"Let her see."
"She'll steal you away."
"I made her think she could steal it."
"You used a blood oath to seduce her?"
"She is not greedy, and she never takes the thread out of her eye."
The seventh eye stared at the blood-stained patch, the red line beneath it fully emerging from the flesh, connecting to the black mud at the bottom of the wrecked ship and the inside of the red wedding dress, like a wet red rope being pulled to the point of breaking.
The new characters on the unlit boat sign outside the door were finally partially revealed, the wet black ink struggling to break free from the wood grain, only to be pushed back by the old silver aura of the seventh eye.
Shopkeeper Hu looked at the thread. The old wound on the back of her hand was rubbed raw by the sleeve cloth and was bleeding. She hid the blood on the inside of her palm so that it wouldn't touch the silver hairpin.
"Now?"
Mo Chengyue's face turned pale from the blood rushing to his head, but he still refused to back down.
"Turn a little further to the side, so as not to hurt the old injury at the corner of your eye."
"That's Ah Sui's injury."
"So we'll go around it."
"Can you see clearly?"
"My eyes haven't been taken away yet."
Shopkeeper Hu didn't respond to his words. The tip of the hairpin slid along the red line under his eye toward the root. The old silver aura seeped in along the root of the line, and half of the seventh eye's face suddenly turned wet and red. The silver light deep in the eyeball was torn into two strands, one searching for the small box, and the other being dragged by the red line toward the bottom of the broken boat.
The seventh eye spoke in a shrill voice.
"Her eyes recognized me!"
Manager Hu called back, word by word.
"Ah Sui, I don't acknowledge her."
Mo Chengyue also spoke, his voice heavy from the blood in his throat.
"Ah Sui, recognize the shore."
The old silver light inside the Soul-Sealing Box shone gently. Although Ah Sui did not make a sound, the light shone along the edge of the box lid onto the silver hairpin. The tip of the hairpin emitted a thin silver glow, and the base of the red thread was stretched open.
The seventh eye's entire face began to distort, and half of its blank face squeezed towards that half-eye, trying to swallow it back into its face.
Shopkeeper Hu gritted his teeth and started pulling the thread.
"Ah Sui, don't turn around."
"Yes, don't look back."
Mo Chengyue's right palm had already been dragged to the threshold, and the red and black lines of energy between the blood letter and Banyan were almost closed. Suddenly, he twisted the hilt of his sword downwards with his left hand, forcefully blocking his right wrist and stopping the blood letter in front of Banyan's line of sight.
The Seventh Eye mistakenly thought he couldn't hold on any longer, and a wet smile crept out from his cracked lips.
"Mo Chengyue, your calligraphy is mine first."
"Get in line first."
"You can't stop it."
"I didn't say 'block'."
"Then you'll deliver it to my door?"
"Let me show you the price."
The seventh eye's half-eye was drawn in by the red light of the blood-stained plaque, causing the red line under its eye to stretch outwards even straighter. Manager Hu flicked the silver hairpin in his hand, and the base of the red line made a soft sound as if wet wood was breaking.
The half-eye didn't fall off, nor did it return to the box. It just detached a little from the seventh eye's face, revealing a thin silver light at the old wound at the corner of the eye, as if it were stuck between the skin and the eye passage.
Manager Hu's voice trembled.
"They're out."
"not yet."
"Can I choose again?"
"Yes, but don't touch your eyes."
The Seventh Eye's laughter suddenly stopped, and the remaining half of its face was pressed against the edge of the broken boat. Black water gushed from below its eye sockets, forcibly covering up a section of the red line that had been torn apart.
"You think you can get your eyes back just by cutting the connection?"
Shopkeeper Hu used his silver hairpin to hold the thread in place, his arm already feeling heavy from the moisture.
"Ah Sui's eyes do not belong to you."
The seventh eye stared at her, the old silver light in half of its eye slowly dimming, and the girl's soft tone reappeared, but with a hint of ruthlessness.
"Then who does it belong to?"
Shopkeeper Hu hugged the small box tightly.
"Return to Ah Sui."
When the seventh eye laughed, the sound of water echoed from the wet, dark bottom of the boat. The half-eye slowly turned towards Manager Hu's face, and the silver light from the old wound at the corner of the eye flickered.
"If she gets that eye back, she will remember you."
Manager Hu did not take back the silver hairpin in his hand.
"She should remember what she wants to remember."
The seventh eye pressed against the edge of the wrecked ship, its lips splitting even wider.
"She will also remember who locked her in the box, who cut her eyes with a hairpin, and who made her suffer."
Shopkeeper Hu looked at the small box; the old silver light inside the Soul-Sealing Talisman was still there. She pressed the pain in her chest into her fingers, the hairpin tip still pointing towards the red thread.
"As long as it's Ah Sui's own memory, I'll accept it."
Mo Chengyue glanced at her, then thrust his Rain Flower Sword forward with his left hand, the tip of the sword pressing against the black water next to the red line under the seventh eye.
"Manager Hu, don't plead with her, she's trying to steal the title."
Manager Hu immediately shut his mouth, only his childhood nickname escaping from his throat.
"Ah Sui, let's go back to shore."
The seventh eye's half of its face sank into the black mud, then slowly lifted up. The half of its face that belonged to Ah Sui suddenly stopped looking at the small box and the blood oath, and instead looked directly at Manager Hu.
Mo Chengyue's face darkened.
"Obstructing the view."
Just as Manager Hu moved the lampshade in front of the small box, Seventh Eye spoke first, his wet, cold laughter rolling out from the bottom of the wrecked boat.
"If you dare cut off her eye, I'll make her forget who you are."