Why is my master always lost and swollen? !

Sanqi sat under a cypress tree on the edge of the cliff, murmuring something with his eyes closed, as if he was reciting Buddha's name.Liu Zian felt a little funny, so he called out "Hello!"Sanqi was taken aback, and turned her head to look at Liu Zian, with a timid look on her face, then her eyes lit up, and she set her eyes on Yanniang.

Yanniang didn't step out of the covered bridge, as if she couldn't get her feet out of the bridge, she stopped at the junction of the bridge and the ground, staring straight at Sanqi, her face didn't reveal what Liu Zian expected to see. that look.

He thought that the two would be very happy after meeting, and even shed tears of excitement.But in fact, the two were just silent, looking at each other with strange eyes.Liu Zian suddenly thought that they hadn't seen each other for many years, and Sanqi was just a child when Yanniang died.

"Uh... Yanniang, although it may not be quite the same as what you imagined, this person..." Liu Zian stammered and explained.

Sanqi sobbed silently, hesitated for a moment, took Yanniang's hand, and said: "Mother, why are your hands so cold..."

"Yeah, but there's nothing I can do about it." Yan Niang nodded to Sanqi, turned to look at Liu Zian, and smiled slightly, "This is indeed that child... Although it looks like I remember him It's far away, but I shouldn't admit my mistake. It's just that you looked so much like him when you were young, why did you become like this now?"

Yanniang reached out and touched Sanqi's cheek, her expression was a little lonely, but when she touched her eyelids, she smiled again: "But the eyes are exactly the same as his, and the cautious expression is very much like him."

Sanqi turned her face sideways in embarrassment, looked away, and said, "Mother is still the same as before."

"Well, yes, it's still the same as when it died." Yan Niang reluctantly withdrew her hand and replied.

"Mother, why are you drenched all over?" Sanqi realized that Yanniang's hair and clothes were dripping with water, as if she had just come out of the heavy rain.

"Because I fell into the river and drowned... I have been numb since then." Yan Niang replied, looking a little absent-minded.

Sanqi didn't know what to say, she was silent for a while, and asked again: "Are you lonely over there?"

"It's lonely, that place is wet and cold, and you're not with me...but it doesn't matter anymore." Yan Niang replied pretending to be relaxed.

Sanqi's eyes were red, and she carefully hugged Yanniang in her arms, saying: "Mother, it is my son who is unfilial and has made you suffer for so many years."

Yan Niang chuckled and said, "What does it have to do with you? Don't you want to come and accompany me?"

Sanqi buried her head on Yanniang's shoulder, sobbing silently.With a smile on her face, Yan Niang lightly rubbed Sanchi's back.

Just as Liu Zian was deeply moved by the scene of the reunion of mother and child, some figures gradually emerged from the thick fog behind Yanniang, slowly approaching this end of the bridge.One, two, three... There were more and more figures, and the first figure that appeared was the hunchbacked man Liu Zian met on the bridge just now, and the long-haired girl walking behind him.There are many others one after another, each of which is dripping with water.

"Hey... something seems wrong!" Liu Zian shouted to the mother and son who were hugging at the junction of the bridge and the ground.But both of them were deaf to his words.From the very beginning, Yanniang has been caressing Sanqi's back silently, but strangely, the expression on her face gradually disappeared, becoming like a mask, with only two black holes where her eyes are.

"Mother...Mother..." Sanqi murmured, not noticing any changes in the surrounding environment.However, when he wanted to leave his mother's side, Yanniang's hand, which had been caressing his back, suddenly grew long nails, and tightly strangled his throat with a "bass".

"Ah!" Sanchi screamed, struggling violently, like a dying fish.

Seeing the strange situation here, Liu Zian hurried over to help Sanqi get rid of Yanniang's restraint, only to see that Yanniang's beautiful face turned into a grimace at some point, with a ferocious face, which looked quite scary.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Kneeling on the knees, Sanqi was pulled by Yanniang and other drowned undead, and dragged into the covered bridge.Liu Zian hurriedly grabbed his wrist, trying to save him, but he took the opportunity to hug Liu Zian's arm tightly, intending to drag him to die together.Yanniang clamped Sanqi's waist with her arms, the hunchbacked man grabbed one of his feet, and the long-haired girl pulled his hair.

"No, don't! I don't want to go! I don't want to go now!" Sanqi shouted hoarsely, but no one was listening to him.

Liu Zian watched Sanqi being dragged away bit by bit, and he was dragged to the bridge along with him.It can't go on like this!He was a little panicked, he shook off Sanqi and hugged his body tightly.But driven by a strong desire to survive, Sanqi twisted her pale face, and tightly grasped the hem of Liu Zian's clothes.

"Let go!" Liu Zian yelled, furious at Sanqi's behavior, "Let go! Do you want me to be buried with you!"

Liu Zian didn't dare to imagine what terrible things would happen if he was dragged to the bridge by the undead, so he threw himself towards the bridge with all his might, clasping his ten fingers on the hard wooden board at the end of the bridge.However, because Sanqi grabbed his clothes, he was still dragged to the depths of the covered bridge.

"Stop! Don't take me there too!" Liu Zian resisted and crawled towards the cliff with all his strength. Sometimes his fingertips could slightly touch the ground, but he was quickly dragged back to the bridge.After going back and forth like this several times, Liu Zian's physical strength was almost exhausted. He was a little desperate, but he didn't dare to relax at all.

The sky lit up at some point, and the fog gradually changed from thick to light.When the first ray of sunlight fell on the covered bridge, the original hard and solid bridge became bent and loose like rotten wood corroded by rain.The bridge body began to fall downwards, first from the center, and then quickly extended to the cliffs on both sides.The place where Liu Zian and the others entangled with the undead was in the Qiaotou area. Because they still had support, they kept their original shape for the time being, but it was also in jeopardy.Liu Zian felt the vibration of several broken wooden pillars coming from under him, and immediately clasped the edge of the cliff even harder.At this moment, if only his own body could barely support him, but with the weight of Sanqi holding his clothes tightly, the situation would be quite different.Liu Zian was originally a young man from a rich family. Although his physical fitness has improved after traveling with Mr. Baohe over the years, it is still a bit difficult for him to support two grown men with only his arms. too difficult.

Finally, the bridgehead also began to crumble.

"Let go!" Liu Zian was terrified, kicked Sanqi in a hurry, the heel hit his face, and there was a soft touch.However, Sanqi still clung to his clothes and refused to let go.Due to their excessive range of motion, the wood that was originally fitted together began to scatter and fall to the bottom of the cliff with a bang, bang.

Liu Zian closed his eyes in despair, waiting for the arrival of death.But at this moment, the hem of his clothes was torn open.His clothes had been torn by branches before, but Mr. Baohe couldn't fix it even though he was busy for a long time.Now, the clothes finally couldn't withstand such a forceful tugging, and they were completely broken in two.Sanqi screamed, clutching fragments of Liu Zian's clothes in his hand, fell into the abyss together with countless pieces of wood and undead, and disappeared without a trace.

"Zian!" Liu Zian, who was climbing alone on the edge of the cliff, seemed to hear someone calling his name, looked up, and saw the figure of Mr. Baohe.

"Give me your hand!" Seeing Liu Zian's dazed expression, Mr. Baohe grasped Liu Zian's wrist with one hand, knowing that there was no time to delay.

Coincidentally, Mr. Baohe woke up in the middle of the night and found that Liu Zian was not there. He thought he was getting up at night, but he did not expect to see him return after waiting for a long time.Recalling that before going to bed, Liu Zian was very curious about the covered bridge, wondering if he might have gone to the edge of the cliff, and ran to have a look, just in time for the moment when the covered bridge collapsed.

With Mr. Baohe's pull, Liu Zian returned to the flat ground and felt the solidity of the ground again.He lay on his back on the ground, and it took him a while to gradually calm down his messy breathing.At this time, the sky is bright, the fog has completely dissipated, and the cliff on the opposite side can be seen, and the bottom of the cliff can also be seen.However, when Liu Zian peeked down the cliff, he couldn't see any wreckage of the covered bridge, and there wasn't even a piece of driftwood on the river.The distance between the cliffs on both sides is not as far as he thought last night.

"Three—seven—!" Liu Zian called out Sanqi's name loudly with tears in his voice, but he couldn't hear any response.Looking carefully, there is no shadow of the corpse in the cliff valley, and the two sides of the mountain stream are quiet, as if everything last night was just a dream.

"It's better to forget what you experienced last night." Mr. Baohe persuaded as he walked away, "In this world, there are some things that are actually better to forget."

Liu Zian watched Mr. Baohe's mouth open and close in a daze, but he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.Liu Zian could still feel the soft touch of his heels, which was the feeling when he kicked Sanqi's face.At that time, he only thought about running for his own life, and he didn't hesitate to kick others off the cliff for it...

"Actually, I just want to see the scene of their mother and son reuniting and embracing each other affectionately..." Liu Zian murmured.

"Well, I understand."

"I just think……"

As Liu Zian walked, he muttered endlessly, repeating the same words over and over again.

Seeing Liu Zian's state, Mr. Baohe planned to give up the original itinerary and send him home to recuperate for a while.However, when he bid farewell to Mr. Xing and others, he encountered a problem.

"Sir, although we understand your difficulties, Sanqi...he is a disciple of Master Bai. Master Bai is very famous here, you should have heard of him." Mr. Xing saw Mr. Baohe nodding, Then he continued, "People in the world only know that he is a first-class painter, but they don't know that his temper is also quite weird. In short, you should go and talk to him about Sanqi yourself."

Mr. Baohe frowned, and asked, "What about the relationship between Panax notoginseng and Master Bai?" After all, he has an apprentice now, and Mr. Baohe can basically understand the feelings of Master Bai.Think about it differently, if one day Liu Zian died in such an unexplained manner, no matter what happened to the Liu family, he would not easily spare the murderer.

"It's related... You'll know when the time comes. Painter Bai doesn't just have Sanqi as an apprentice, and Sanqi's situation is probably similar to that of other people." Mr. Xing replied with a strange expression on his face.

"In this way, I have to go this time... Then Mr. Yi Xing, when will it not be abrupt to visit?" Mr. Baohe was thinking in his heart. Unwilling to forgive Sanqi's death, he took Liu Zian and ran away quickly; if both parties were willing to take a step back, then it would be considered polite to bring Liu Zian to visit another day.

Mr. Xing waved his hand and said with a smile: "If you were to go, you wouldn't be abrupt at any time. After all, you are his only precious son, Bai Xuan, and his favorite writer."