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"It's not what he said." Yan Yan was helpless.

That guy didn't know how to exaggerate.

"What is that?" Yan Wantong on the other end of the phone couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "Whose daughter is this? Does mom know her?"

"You don't know her. She's not from the imperial capital." Yan Yan stopped his mother's curiosity in time. "I'll tell you next time I have a chance. That's it for now."

The mother and son said a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Yan Yan walked forward for a while before he realized that he had arrived at Haitang Street.

He hasn't seen Fu Yuan for a week.

He happened to pass by a few days ago and walked to the door of Jiuting. Only the girl who was very afraid of strangers was in the store.

It was the same in Mo City before. If he didn't make an appointment in advance, even if he went to visit specially, even if he stayed for a whole day, he would not see Fu Yuan.

Yan Yan only knew that she opened a flower shop, but he didn't know if she had any other job because she was always busy and he could never see her.

The last time he was at Wanlaike, he listened to the conversation between the woman and Fu Yuan, and only then did he learn about her life experience and the past that she didn't want to mention.

Before she was twelve years old, Mo Cheng couldn't even find Pei Wuhua. It is conceivable how much effort she put in during those years of being ignored and abandoned to become the optimistic person she is today.

It's not even seven o'clock yet, and Yan Yan suddenly wants to try his luck. Maybe she will be there today.

Last time she said they could meet, but if she didn't show up on her own initiative, it would be as difficult for him to meet her as finding a needle in a haystack.

There are very few street lights near the narrow alleys at the back of Haitang Street. There is a section of the road with no lights at all. Because it is close to the alley entrance, the cold wind blows and it is eerie and scary.

Yan Yan walked through the alley, and the road ahead was gradually illuminated by dim light. He saw something and suddenly stopped.

The person was wearing a black leather jacket, a black hat and a mask. She took off her gloves as she walked and threw them into the trash can on the side of the road. Then she took off her hat, revealing half of her delicate profile.

She lowered her eyes, unable to see the emotions in them, but just looking at her from afar, her whole body seemed to reveal a deep gloom and dejection, and there was an unshakable coldness lingering around her.

It’s Fu Yuan.

But she looks completely different from her usual cheerful and smiling self.

Yan Yan was distracted for a moment, and when he looked again, the person was gone.

Did he see it wrong?

No, he was not mistaken.

A long time ago, when he couldn't see the world clearly, his eyes could only see her, no matter what she looked like.

This is another thing that cannot be explained by science.

Yan Yan told himself in his heart that she was always special to him, so he couldn't help wanting to get closer to her.

It didn't rain tonight.

Fu Yuan still had the dream.

What Yan Yan didn't know was that on rainy days he would be in extreme pain and unable to sleep, while Fu Yuan would fall into nightmares again and again and be unable to break free.

She went out in the afternoon to deal with a man, a pervert who stalked single women and committed indecent crimes.

The other party was very cunning, looked decent, and was good at acting. He was taken to the police station several times but was released because there was not enough evidence.

A lady posted something online saying that he would get his comeuppance sooner or later and that evildoers will be punished by God.

But God will not take away some evil people, so she takes them away.

Her hands were stained with blood. She washed them many times, but still felt that they were not clean. Before going to bed, she could still smell the faint smell of blood on her body.

She hates blood.

"Fu Yuan."

Who is calling her?

"Fu Yuan."

She opened her eyes, and there was nothing in front of her.

Suddenly, a lake appeared in front of us.

It was a cold winter day, and a thick layer of ice had formed on the surface of the lake. There was a big hole in the middle of the ice, and a little girl was floating face down on it, motionless.

After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly struggled violently with her hands and feet, then she gathered all her strength, swam to the shore, and climbed up.

The girl's face was pale and her body was cold and wet. She sat on the ground, curled up, her teeth chattering and shivering.

She sat there in a daze for a long time, then leaned out half of her body to look at her shadow reflected on the water.

What a strange face.

How is this going?

The girl raised her head slowly. Even though the sun was not out and the light was not strong, she still squinted uncomfortably.

She hasn't seen the outside world for too long.

How long had she stayed in that dark place for? A hundred years? Three hundred years? A thousand years? She couldn't remember clearly.

She only remembered that she had lived for a very long time.

She didn't want to live, but her sins were so serious that she didn't even have the right to die.

This had never happened before. She tried to escape, but she couldn't. This was the first time she felt so unreal.

It won't be long before someone comes to arrest her, right? She thought to herself in a self-deprecating way.

"Fu Yuan." Someone was calling her.

Her body stiffened and she subconsciously raised her eyes to look for the source of the sound.

"Fu Yuan, do you want to atone for your sins?"

There was no one to be seen anywhere, and the voice seemed to be very far away from her, as if it came from the sky.

"Who are you?" For some reason, she felt a little panicky.

The voice smiled and asked her again: "Have you regretted your actions in these thousand years?"

Since she couldn't find anyone, she stopped looking. After hearing this, Fu Yuan's expression turned colder: "What are you regretting?"

"A thousand years ago, you massacred an imperial city, and tens of thousands of innocent lives died tragically at your hands. Have you forgotten?"

"Innocent?" Fu Yuan looked confused, and suddenly his expression changed and he laughed crazily.

"If they are innocent, then what does my master who died tragically matter? What do my relatives who were tortured to death matter? What crime have they committed?! If you want to blame someone, blame them for having a good emperor, hahahahahaha——"

Seeing her like this, the voice seemed startled and was speechless for a moment.

Back then, this flower demon should have had her cultivation abolished, her demon bones extracted, and her soul shattered.

But she was filled with too much resentment, and someone was secretly protecting her. The higher-ups were worried that if she were executed, she would gather so much resentment that she would become a vicious ghost, so they imprisoned her in the Hell of Unending Suffering for a thousand years, teaching her every day in the hope that she would change her ways and let go of the past.

But who would have thought that after more than a thousand years, she still had no remorse.

"Don't you think about your master?" She was not afraid of death, but that man was her Achilles' heel.

"Because your sins have not been eliminated, your master's fate in every life will be full of hardships and sufferings, and perhaps even death."

Seeing her stunned expression, it seemed that she had heard a lot, and she continued to persuade him earnestly: "Do you want to atone for your sins? For him."

"What should I do?" She lowered her head, a gesture of willing surrender.

"From today on, you must not harbor evil thoughts. When you have done ten thousand good deeds and ten thousand people are truly grateful to you, all your sins will be eliminated."