Quick Wear: She is the White Moonlight

The sound of the xiao was different from the previous tunes. It was filled with careless murderous intent. Qi Xun felt the pain in his heart. It was the life and death Gu gnawing at his heart. The situation of the people kneeling below would only be worse. They all looked pale.

People finally remembered the fear of being dominated by the life and death Gu. In fact, the Great Witch was not their god at the beginning, but their nightmare. Everyone had been his captive sacrifice, and no one could resist him.

In fact, Qi Xun's condition was not very good at the moment. He urged the Gu King and controlled the Life and Death Gu to suppress the people in the village. He was already exhausted, but he still played the last tune. After everyone fell to the ground and fainted, he finally couldn't hold on and fell into darkness.

When Qi Shu took over the body again, he saw that everyone in front of the Zhurong Temple had fallen to the ground. A few who had persisted and were not unconscious fell to the ground exhausted, looking at him with fear in their eyes.

Without paying any attention to them, Qi Shu walked across the suspension bridge woven with vines and came to Yuebai's residence.

Yuebai was packing up the dried bamboo baskets into the house when she saw him coming. Without paying much attention, she looked at his attire and asked, "Great Witch, is the Spring Festival really over so early today?"

"Yuebai... come with me and leave here." Qi Shu said in a serious manner like Qi Xun, because in Yuebai's heart he probably didn't have the power to make this decision. There was no need to let her know the truth and just let her go.

"Leave? Where to?" Yuebai asked puzzledly.

"Go outside. This place is not suitable for you, and you should not be a sacrifice in the village, so leave."

"Great wizard?" Yuebai took two steps back. "Who are you?"

"I……"

Qi Shu was about to say something, but Yue Bai immediately said with certainty: "You are Ah Shu."

Seeing that Yuebai had recognized him, Qi Shu stopped pretending and took Yuebai's hand: "Come with me, I will take you away from here."

"What's wrong?" Yuebai was pulled by him and walked across the suspension bridge. He saw from afar the scene of people falling to the ground in front of the entrance of Zhurong Temple. Then Yuebai looked at Qi Shu's attire again.

Suddenly he asked, "What did you do to the Great Witch? Why are you the one presiding over the Spring Festival?"

She refused to move forward, so Qi Shu had to stop and explain everything to her. He took off his mask and said, "Qi Xun and I are the same person."

At this time, when he activated the Life and Death Gu, one side of his pupils was a dark black, and the other side was a light gray. The two souls spoke at the same time: "Yuebai, let's go, don't look back."

If you walk a little further from here you will reach the exit of southern Xinjiang. Qi Shu made the right bet in the end. Qi Xun knew from the beginning that Qi Shu would let Yuebai go during the Spring Festival, so he was considering letting him let Yuebai go.

Qi Xun privately thought that Yuebai could be a noble princess in the palace, as beautiful as colored glaze and jade, or the holy and beautiful Wahuang flower blooming on the Netherworld River. She could be the free wind in the bamboo forest, but she should not be drowned in the intrigues of the Nanyu royal family, should not be put on the table as a bargaining chip by the empress, and should not die as a sacrifice in southern Xinjiang for no reason.

None of this is what she should have to go through. She deserves a new start like a blank slate.

"Leave here and find a peaceful place." Qi Shu said, "Didn't I promise to give you a future? Now I have fulfilled my promise."

"Didn't you say you would help me find my past? I haven't told you about my past yet."

Qi Shu shook his head: "I am also a great wizard, I cannot leave Southern Xinjiang."

"But if you let me go, what will you do then?" Yue Bai asked. Although he didn't understand the affairs of Southern Xinjiang, the sacrifice chosen every 10 years could not be changed once it was chosen. The time for the Life and Death Gu was running out, and she was afraid that Qi Shu would die.

"I am also a great witch, Yuebai." Qi Shu stroked the face he had longed for for the first time. "Thank you, for letting someone call my name for the first time in many years. It made me feel like a human being again. I have been forgotten for a long, long time."

Qi Shu's voice was choked with sobs, but his movements became more gentle, but with an unquestionable tone: "Go, don't forget me, I don't want to be forgotten."

Yuebai’s last consciousness was that pair of different eyes, but the emotions in those eyes were the same.