I take my brother as the bright moon [rebirth]

Yantang and Ji Changyi have lived together in this house for several days, but they have never seen the owner of this house.

Mrs. Wen acted nonchalantly from the beginning, but she also showed a little bit of worry later, and kept sending people out to inquire, but there was no whereabouts.

After these few days of cultivation, Yantang can already walk normally, mainly thanks to the many elixir in his mustard bag.

Yantang sat in the room, looking at the plum blossoms blooming outside, a little lost in thought.

If this is not a secret realm, it would be good to stay here all the time.

You don't need to think about how to face Ling Shan, and you don't need to think about how to save the lives of yourself and Ji Changyi.

Yantang's eyes flashed, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the child with his head sticking out of the door. There were still some small hairs on the top of his head, looking fluffy.

The kid came here frequently these few days, it should be that there is nothing interesting in this house, two strangers came, the kid couldn't help being curious.

The child's eyes rolled around, as if looking for something.

Yan Tang thought it was funny, propped his chin, and waved at him, "Don't worry, Ji Chang doesn't care."

Ji Changyi recovered from his injury, so he went out to explore the terrain in the house, looking for the formation.

When the child heard this, his eyes lit up, and he ran to Yantang's side, raised his head, his eyes were clean and bright, and he looked a little embarrassed, "Brother, do you want to go out and play?"

Yantang looked at the weather outside. After the wind and snow had passed, the weather was pretty good for the past few days. "Playing?"

The child pointed to the yard with hopeful eyes, "Go and see the plum blossoms."

Yantang choked, thinking that sitting in the room can also see plum blossoms?

The child tugged on Yantang's sleeve, and said with hope, "Brother, are you going?"

Yantang looked at the child with a dazed expression, as if he had thought of something, but soon came back to his senses, smiled and patted the child on the head, "Okay, let's go."

He has been sitting in the room for several days, and it is time to go out for a walk.

The child grinned, with a fair face, and pulled Yan Tang out.

Yan Tang found that the child led him not to the plum blossoms in the yard, but to a more remote direction.

Yan Tang was a little puzzled, "Where are you going?"

The child turned around and blinked, "Brother, you'll know when you come here."

Yantang looked at the back of the child's head and didn't ask any further questions.

Not afraid of what might happen.

This is a secret realm. If people in the secret realm want to do something to them, they can do it at any time, and it's not necessarily a bad thing to do it.

It also gives them more clues.

Not long after walking, the child stopped, and pointed to a piece of red not far away like a treasure, "Look, brother!"

Yan Tang raised his eyes and looked over, the bright red in his eyes made him startled.

It was a whole piece of plum blossom, which was in full bloom in the white snow, and the sunlight cast from among the leaves made it even more beautiful.

Compared with this, the plum blossoms in the yard are really not enough to look at.

The child had already raised his legs and ran to the middle of the Merlin, happily circling around, "Look, brother, is it good?"

Yantang walked over, raised his hand to caress the petals of plum blossoms, and said softly: "It's beautiful."

For some reason, this piece of plum blossom gave him an indescribable feeling in his heart.

It is inexplicably joyful and inexplicably warm.

The child frowned, "All the plum blossoms were planted by my father for my mother."

Yan Tang was taken aback, "Your father?"

The child nodded, as if just mentioning that person, he was overjoyed, "My father is the best person in the world, every time my father goes out, he will bring gifts for my mother and me, father..."

The child seemed to be thinking about how to describe it, but he was too young, so after thinking about it for a long time, he only concluded one sentence, "Anyway, Daddy is very good!"

Yantang couldn't hold back, he laughed, and flicked the child's forehead, "You like your daddy so much?"

The child nodded vigorously, his eyes were full of brilliance, "I like it!"

Yantang found a clean place, and sat down against the tree trunk. The child also sat beside Yantang, with bright eyes, "Brother, is your brother treating you well?"

Yantang froze for a moment, then realized who his brother was, and smiled.

"It's okay..." Yantang paused, thinking of Ji Changyi's appearance, his voice changed, "It's pretty good."

The child looked envious, "I also want to have an older brother or younger brother, and I will treat him very well."

Yan Tang patted the child's head, "You may not feel envious when you have a brother. There will be people who will compete with you for favors, people who will grab things from you, and people who will fight with you. It's annoying."

The child was silent for a while, lowered his head, showing some disappointment.

"But I don't have to wait for Daddy to come back alone."

Yantang was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what to say.

A person waits endlessly.

He is no stranger.

So he couldn't say anything.

Yan Tang paused for a moment, and suddenly slapped the tree trunk with his palm, and the snow on it fell on the two of them one after another.

Yan Tang turned over, laughed, quickly made a snowball, waved it out, hit the child, and showed a bright smile, "Snowball fight."

The child blinked, and seemed to be a little dazed, until the second snowball hit him on the head, and he also got up, with a joyful face, and awkwardly threw a ball of snow towards Yantang.

Yan Tang dodged to dodge, the child grinned, showing two small canine teeth, and the bun was already messed up.

The two quarreled for a long time, until Yan Tang tilted his body and fell into the snow, and then stopped.

The two lay panting in the snow to rest.

The child's eyes were bright, "Brother, will you always be here?"

Yantang was taken aback, turned his head to look at the child's eyes, curled his lips, and rubbed the child's head with his hand, "No."

The child froze.

"My brother still has important things to do, so he can't stay here forever."

Yan Tang looked at the sky among the branches of plum blossoms, turned his head, and looked at the child, "Besides, no one in this world will always be by your side, you will meet and part with many people non-stop."

The child looked at Yan Tang, although he was ignorant and didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but somehow felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Yantang turned over from the snow, then stretched out his hand towards the child, and with his back to the sun, he smiled, "Let's go, go home."

The child looked at Yan Tang in a daze, and suddenly smiled, nodded vigorously, and held Yan Tang's hand, "Well, go home!"

One big and one small slowly walked back to the house.

Ji Changyi was already waiting in the room for Yantang to come back, seeing that Yantang was still holding the child, he frowned slightly, "Where did you go?"

Yantang covered his lips and coughed lightly, "Walk around."

The child glanced at Ji Changyi, and tugged at Yantang, obviously a little nervous, "I'll take my brother out to see the plum blossoms."

Ji Changyi glanced at the child, there was no extra emotion on his face, "Yeah."

Seeing Ji Changyi's expression, Yantang knew that he had something to say, so he patted the child, "My brother and I are a little hungry, can you bring us something to eat?"

The child looked at Yan Tang, nodded, "Okay!"

With that said, he turned and ran out.

Yan Tang just sat down and looked at Ji Changyi, "What did you find?"

Ji Changyi didn't answer, but snorted coldly, "I've been looking for a way out for the past few days, but you are living a happy life."

Yan Tang rubbed his nose, knowing that he had made no contribution, and said stiffly, "Then what clues did you find?"

Ji Changyi was silent for a while, and just when Yantang thought he was going to keep silent, Ji Changyi opened his mouth.

"This house..." Ji Changyi paused, and looked up at Yantang, his eyes were icy cold, "It's a death formation."

Dead line?

Yantang's pupils dilated slightly, "You mean death array?"

Ji Changyi looked down at the teacup in his hand, "The whole house is located in the middle of the death formation, and everyone inside is the blood of the sacrifice."

Yantang stared blankly at Ji Changyi, "Then..."

Ji Changyi raised his eyes, glanced at Yantang, with a solemn expression, "We are outsiders, not part of the death formation. This secret realm is the memory of the person who created it."

"What we have to do is to destroy the formation eyes of the entire secret realm. The death formation of this house has nothing to do with us."

Yan Tang stood up abruptly, in disbelief, "Then what do you mean, we just watch everyone in the house die?"

"Correct."

All Yan Tang's words were stuck in his throat, and after a while, he said in a daze, "What did you say?"

"What is going to happen in this house has already happened, and we can't stop it, so—" Ji Changyi's tone was unprecedentedly decisive, "Don't interfere."

Yan Tang did not respond.

After a while, the sound of footsteps came from the door, and Yan Tang came back to his senses.

Holding a stack of dim sum, the child came over, raised his hand, smiled, and handed it to Yan Tang, "I brought a lot of different dim sum, all of which are delicious."

Yan Tang looked at the handsome child, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he reached out to take the plate, "Thank you."

The child blinked, looked at Yantang, and tilted his head, "Is brother unhappy?"

Yan Tang restrained the expression on his face, hooked his lips, "No."

Only then did the child laugh again, "Then I'm leaving, mother asked me to go and practice calligraphy."

Yan Tang nodded lightly, patted the child's head, "Well, let's go."

After the child turned and left, Yan Tang sat down.

The atmosphere fell silent.

Ji Changyi looked at Yantang, his tone became more serious, "Don't be soft-hearted."

Yantang lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

The sky had already sunk, and the whole house was plunged into darkness.

Ji Changyi was lying on the bed, looking at the young man beside him with his back turned to him. Although his breathing was steady, he knew that Yantang must not be asleep.

Ji Changyi's heart was filled with gloom, knowing what Yantang was thinking, but he didn't know how to speak.

When the bright moon was in the sky, a scream suddenly came from the house.

This scream was like a prelude, and more screams and roars came.

Ji Changyi and Yantang turned over at the same time and looked at each other, seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

The formation moved.

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