The villain is reincarnated as sick and weak Bai Yueguang

Lu Guixue didn't dare to delay, he closed his eyes to concentrate, followed the unique resonance caused by his determination, found Jialan's sea of ​​consciousness, and let his own consciousness step into it.

This time Lu Guixue obviously felt that it was much more difficult, but fortunately he succeeded in the end.

There are barren and dry mountains in front of me, the scorching sun is in the sky, and the red sunlight is already dazzling to the point of pain, which is more serious than the scene in the mustard seed world back then.

The dry and cracked ground under the feet is constantly oozing hot magma, making the entire Sea of ​​Consciousness look like a hell in the doomsday.

Lu Guixue looked around and finally found Shanhun's figure.

The good soul is putting the body of the bodhi branch into Jialan's sea of ​​consciousness, watching the dark green branch, after sinking into the ground, quickly grow and turn into a tall bodhi tree in an instant.

But soon, the ominous Hanba appeared under the tree.

Compared to before, it seemed to be more powerful, raised its ferocious head, and was about to turn the bodhi tree in front of it into ashes in the fire.

The shimmering light flowing on the small body of the good soul is almost connected with the green ink and jade light of the bodhi tree.

He tried his best to stop Hanba's footsteps, but he couldn't avoid Hanba's fierce demonic energy.I saw that the devilish energy penetrated like smoke, and as soon as it touched the corner of the good soul's clothes, it turned into black and red flames and burned.

With a thought, Lu Guixue was able to come and go freely in the sea of ​​consciousness, and stood in front of the good soul in an instant.

Lu Guixue actually didn't know how to deal with the killing intent triggered by the drought in front of him.But there seemed to be a familiar feeling pulling him somewhere, making Lu Guixue instinctively stretch out her hand.

He flicked the flames from the corner of Shanhun's clothes, his movements were as light as flicking a soft falling flower.

The moment the ferocious flame transformed by the demonic energy touched Lu Guixue's fingertips, it seemed to be quickly annihilated by something, silently, without any room for resistance.

"Where did you come from—!" Hanba's Sha Nian was also stunned for a moment, but it immediately rushed over with demonic energy and flames all over its body, and its target had changed from a good soul to Lu Gui Snow.

"You'd better not come here." Lu Guixue didn't feel panicked at all now.

He raised his hand, put his fingers together, and swiped lightly towards the sky dyed crimson by the scorching sun.

Rain clouds suddenly rose in the sky, covering all the glare of the sun in the clouds in an instant, and the dark clouds surged to both sides, as if following the trace drawn by Lu Guixue, tearing a gap in the clouds.

A torrential rain poured down, and the rain curtain was connected into pieces, like waves rushing from the sky.

A large amount of scorching steam came out from the ferocious Hanba's body, and the flames were doused by the rain. It let out a wail that shook the mountains. It was so painful that it couldn't help but tilted its body, and slowly knelt down.

The waves of the sky rushed down, completely engulfing the killing intent caused by the drought.

The ferocious Hanba is like scattered dust, dissolving and disintegrating little by little, together with the desert and magma it brought, it finally disappeared completely under the rain.

The torrential rain gradually softened and turned into a gentle drizzle, slowly nourishing this eroded sea of ​​consciousness.

Lu Guixue stood in the rain, waiting for the scene in front of her to return to normal again.

...but it seems not.

Lu Guixue saw a mist floating in the sea of ​​consciousness, as if it was about to open another place hidden deep here.

A simple academy gate appeared in front of Lu Guixue.

Except for this door, everything else is hidden in the mist, making it impossible to see the whole picture.

Lu Guixue raised her head in doubt, and after looking it over, she turned to ask the kind soul beside her, "What's going on here?"

Shan Hun shook his head, he said: "I saw this door once in the sea of ​​consciousness a long time ago, when Jialan stopped me and didn't allow me to go in, and then I never saw this door again."

"Then how is Jia Lan's situation now?" Lu Guixue asked again.

"Jalan hasn't come to his senses yet, the murderous agitation caused by the demonic Qi of the Drought Demon has eased, but it seems that there is still a maze in his heart that has not been broken, so he is trapped in it." Shanhun's delicate and lovely face looked a little pale, He replied, "Jalan's confusion... should have existed for a long, long time."

Shanhun said, staring at the front thoughtfully for a while, and finally frowned and said: "I think... maybe behind this door, there will be an answer."

"Then go in and have a look." Lu Guixue didn't have much time to hesitate, he took Shan Hun's little hand, and pushed open the door of the plain academy in front of him.

After a creaking sound, the scene in front of him changed.

The night is dark, the moon is dark and the stars are light, it seems to be unknown.

This is an ordinary academy in the mortal world, but because the small city was breached by the enemy, it was forced to become a temporary detention place, looking after some residents of the city who were not very interested in the enemy.

Among these refugees, there are teachers and students from the academy, nearby traders and beggars, and even family members of wealthy families who escaped from the chaos.But no matter what their status was before, they can only squeeze here at this moment, like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Lu Guixue was standing in the academy holding Shan Hun, but the others didn't seem to see them, even if they passed by them, they walked through them in vain without touching anything.

This is probably an illusion constructed by memory.

Shanhun's eyes looked around the academy for a long time, and then slowly said in a whisper: "Isn't this the academy where I used to study and draw? When did it become like this? Why do I have no impression at all?"

"You are a good soul with a pure heart. If this memory is related to Jia Lan's demons, then it makes sense that he doesn't want you to remember these things." Lu Guixue replied.

As soon as the words fell, Lu Guixue saw a young man among the crowd.

The young man is about twelve or thirteen years old, his outline is still a little immature, but his eyebrows are clear and handsome, like a gentle young man.A pair of dark blue eyes, more beautiful than the finest jadeite.

While everyone else was panicking, the young man sat quietly at his usual desk, flipping through a volume of scriptures with a calm face.Below the scriptures, there are several recently completed paintings.

On the screen, no matter birds, beasts, fish or insects, men, women, old or young, they are all vivid and accomplished, which makes people admire.

The young man was suddenly called to the courtyard, and standing in front of him were two enemy guards, with their general's order, and said to the young man arrogantly: "I heard that you are very good at drawing portraits, and you were in the city at a young age. Famous. It just so happens that our general wants to make a painting for his newly acquired beauties. You pack up your things tomorrow and follow us to the general's mansion. If the painting satisfies the general, maybe we will let you go as soon as you are happy. These guys are out of town."

After the guard finished speaking, he left directly regardless of whether the boy answered or not.

The boy walked back to his desk, sat quietly for a while, and understood that he had no right to refuse.If he refused, not only himself, but perhaps the entire academy would die as well.

So the boy silently prepared the painting tools and went to bed early.

In the middle of the night, the boy was suddenly woken up eagerly.

He opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged couple, although their faces were deliberately covered up with dirty things, but looking carefully, they were probably pampered nobles from a wealthy family in the past.

The young man was dragged to a secluded place by the couple, and before he could speak, the couple knelt down in front of him, and quickly stuffed a poison into the young man's sleeve.

"When the city was broken, my girl was kidnapped by the thief leader and forced to become one of the thief's new favorites. If Mr. Xiao has a chance tomorrow, please give this poison to my girl and help her make a break, sir. To be humiliated is to preserve your reputation."

……

The next day, the enemy general entered Fuchu.

Not one painter was summoned from all over the city by the enemy generals.Because of his reputation, the young man was led alone to a gorgeous room to draw a picture for the new beauty who was the favorite of the enemy general.

Coincidentally, this new beauty is the daughter of the couple yesterday.

The girl in red was trapped in the golden cage, like a bird with its wings broken, but when she saw the boy, a little joy appeared on her face.

The girl also studied in the academy for half a year. Although she is not close to the boy, the two have met occasionally a few times.

When the boy bowed his head to draw, the girl seemed to be holding back for a long time, and kept talking to him.In the end, the boy's hand touched the poison in his sleeve several times, but in the end he didn't do what the couple wanted.

After the painting scroll was completed, the boy was led away by the guards.

The young man was an excellent painter and lived up to his reputation in the city. The enemy general was overjoyed and released the young man and the people imprisoned in the academy from the city as promised.

Half a month later, the defenders regained the lost ground and drove the enemy army out of the city.

The city gradually returned to the former calm, as if everything had passed, but on a dark moonlit night, the boy saw the girl once.

The girl was dressed in red and came to the academy and knocked on the boy's door.

She seemed to be smiling, but with tears in her eyes, she said softly: "That day, you took the poison my parents gave you, didn't you? Mr. Xiao, maybe you should really kill me that day, so that everything will be clean It's..."

The boy didn't know how to answer for a moment, but the girl had already left.

……

Later, the boy found out.

Because the girl was kidnapped by the enemy army and taken as a new favorite, and someone found a painting specially made for her by the enemy army, her reputation was ruined and rumors spread everywhere.In the end, even her parents could no longer tolerate her and broke off relations with her.

So on the second day when the girl came to the academy, she wore her favorite red dress and jumped from the highest point of the city wall.

Scattered into mud.

Lu Guixue stood on the city wall of memories, and the good soul beside him turned into a boy.

The young man kept his eyes down, looking at the red under the city wall that had withered before it bloomed, and slowly said: "It was I who killed her."

Lu Guixue was silent for a long time, and finally he raised his hand and forced the boy to turn around, taking the boy's gaze away from the city wall.There seemed to be some anger in the tone: "Why do you think it's your fault?"

"I..." The young man seemed a little stunned, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lu Guixue.

Lu Guixue looked into the boy's eyes seriously, and said word by word, "Is it the fault of painting that painting? Even if you don't paint, someone else will paint it, and everyone in the academy will be implicated by it. Wrong Didn't you give the poison to her that day? Think back carefully, her expression at that time, what she said at that time—"

The young man gradually recalled the parts that were blurred in his memory.

At that time, he bowed his head and was talking, the girl's eyes were still bright, she said a lot, even though she couldn't help crying at the end, she still kept talking.

——I don't want to die, I want to go back alive and see my father and mother.

"It was the enemy general who took her away, her stubborn parents who didn't love her at all, and the prejudice and gossip in this world." Lu Guixue raised her head, held the boy's hand, and said softly. He said, "Not you."

The girl said she wanted to live.

But her parents, like those who spread rumors, couldn't tolerate her.

It was obviously not the girl's fault, but she was forced to give up her life in despair because of the harsh words and sarcasm in the world.

The boy saw that the girl was looking for him at night again. There seemed to be tears in the girl's eyes, and she asked him again: "Should I be like my parents expected, when I was captured by the rebels?" , just take the poison? That way, at least you don’t have to get such a bad reputation..."

This time, Lu Guixue stood beside the boy, shaking his hand, as if urging him to say something.

The young man finally spoke and said, "Girl, you have done nothing wrong, don't hurt yourself because of other people's bad words, you should live a good life."

The girl laughed this time, and she said: "Thank you, Mr. Xiao, you are the only one who thinks that I should live well."

Under the city wall, the glaring blood disappeared, and the last thing left in my memory was the girl's smile.

The young man's eyes trembled slightly, the city wall behind him collapsed, and the illusion built by his memory also shattered.

Lu Guixue and the boy fell from mid-air together, the boy reached out and grabbed Lu Guixue, pulled him to him, lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "Thank you."

When Lu Guixue fell from the sky, she instinctively closed her eyes.

When he heard the boy thank him and opened his eyes again, what he saw was the appearance of the boy when he had grown up—Jalan.

"You're awake? Great." Lu Guixue heaved a sigh of relief.

Jia Lan nodded, recalling everything just now.

That was his confusion when he was young, even if the city in the mortal world has been submerged in the wind and sand, even if the people in the city have been turned into ashes.

But it still remains in the deepest part of my heart, never mentioned to anyone.

Today the confusion is gone.

Thank you for meeting me.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 2 Fog Mottled; 1 Lucifer;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：驳酒14瓶；墨墨迹迹10瓶；夜合、路人丙丁乙甲5瓶；二黑子3瓶；悠璃1瓶；