[Tianxia 3][Ghost ink X Wumeihou] I can't see the sky

You Huang threw another handful of paper money into the burning fire, and the orange-red dancing light reflected his blue-white face flickeringly.After a while, the gray-black paper ash, like a butterfly in late autumn, fluttered up with the wind and disappeared into the dark sky.It was late at night, and a lone moon was hanging high in the sky. Except for You Huang, no one would come to the side of the broken bridge for no reason to visit a lonely tomb that had just been piled up.

Of course, the chieftain is an exception.He came with You Huang, but perhaps he felt that he should be left alone, so he went around to the nearby woods after a while.When it was almost time, he came back, and sure enough, You Huang had finished worshiping, but he still folded his hands together, whispering something in a low voice.The fire had been extinguished long ago, and only a few dim stars were left on the ground with paper ashes, and the residual heat gradually dissipated.

During the whole process, Youhuang was as usual, with a calm and indifferent expression, as if he just finished an ordinary outing, rather than just hearing the sad news of the death of his only brother.They walked back one after the other, and Chief pushed aside the branches and bushes blocking the way with his excellent night vision. After he took a few steps, he suddenly noticed that there were no footsteps behind him.

The man was left far behind, a very lonely shadow under the moon.Ben was standing, but suddenly he seemed to lose all his strength, and squatted down softly, curled up into a ball, like a wronged child.Chief's heart tightened suddenly, and he almost ran back to him, stretching out his hand tentatively.The body touched by the palm is cold and stiff, like an ancient tree that withered in the courtyard in nine cold days.

You Huang was crying.

The teeth were clenched tightly, without making any sound, swallowing all the pain, but the whole body was shaking, shaking more and more violently, like sifting chaff.Lifting up his face and touching it, his hands were immediately wet with tears, and the moonlight reflected a faint light.Chief didn't know what to do for a moment, for thousands of years he had never comforted a grieving person, nor would he have thought of doing so.Crying has always been a sign of the weak. As a general who dominates one side, the chieftain naturally disdains it.However, the scene in front of him made his heart tug for some reason, and he felt depressed and uncomfortable.For the person in front of him, he couldn't even see him shedding tears, so he hugged that body into his arms in desperation.

"...don't cry." He whispered, "...don't cry."

You Huang was still shaking, and put his head on Chieftain's shoulder softly, and buried it deeply.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." he said, his voice muffled, "I, I couldn't hold back... A man doesn't cry easily, you must hate this the most... But I... I'm sorry, don't look down on me... ..."

Chief was taken aback, suddenly a little at a loss.It turned out that the man persisted until the calmness just now, just because he was afraid that he would look down on him, so he pretended to see it on the surface?If I knew this earlier, I shouldn't have come with you.He could only say: "...No."

You Huang seemed to let go of his heart, and his body relaxed a little. After a while, he heard him speak again, as if he was speaking to the chieftain, but also as if he was talking to himself.

"I clearly made an oath that I will never see him again in this life, in this world. But, but..."

"...But, he is my brother."

"...Since I was a child, besides my mother, I have only him."

"For more than ten years, I have always known that he is waiting outside Jianmen Pass. In fact, many things are not entirely his fault, but I just can't help but resent."

"...I tried so hard to save everyone, but in the end, no one came to save me. I died so painfully, so painfully, my flesh and blood turned into mud, and my bones sank into the abyss...I am not reconciled."

"But this time, I really—I'll never see him again..."

Chief was silent for a while, and hugged the person in his arms even tighter.After a long time, like a sigh, he said: "...from now on, I won't make you hurt anymore."

***

With a creak, the closed Shuzhou city gate was pushed open a narrow gap.Bi Yingying's flames were extinguished, reflecting the slender figure of the head of Ghost Mo.He was dressed in a pitch-black robe, as if emerging from the dark night, and a delicate ghost lamp fluttered in the wind in his hand, illuminating a large open space in front of the city gate.

The ghost lamp is also a lamp. In the dark night, its light is soft and bright, guiding the lost wandering souls back to their hometown.

After a while, the Mohou in white appeared at the end of the light, his robes were reflected green.With a person on his back, he quickly walked towards the city gate, walking very steadily.

Sikong Mo raised the ghost lamp in his hand a little higher, and the potholes and bumps on the road were fully illuminated.When the other party approached, he looked at the chieftain, then at the person on his back, and asked in a low voice, "...what's wrong?"

"I'm tired from crying and fell asleep." Chief replied briefly.

Sikong Mo's normally expressionless pale face softened a bit, and seemed a little sad.He led the chief to Youhuang's residence in the city, and walked all the way, saying: "My junior brother is really uneasy. These days, thank you very much."

Chief shook his head and said: "...he also saved me, repaying retribution. What's more... I didn't have any good intentions at first."

Sikong Mo laughed when he heard the words, and said: "In this world, how can there be good intentions that come out of thin air? There are countless examples of those who avenge kindness and revenge."

The chief entered the room and put You Huang on the bed, and removed his clothes, shoes and socks. Hearing something in Sikong Mo's words, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Sikong Mo also helped at the side, pulled the quilt to cover the person, patted it lightly, looked around for no other problems, then turned around and said in a low voice: "That day you asked Youhuang to suppress the dead soldiers with Mudan Tell me about this matter, Sikong Bucai, I think I will not mistake Wumeihou's meaning."

The chief said: "Since you are the leader of a faction, you should have seen many things clearly. I don't need to worry about it."

Sikong Mo sighed slightly, and said: "Yes. That's why I should be thankful. In the past, the Youdu army used the corpse soldiers in Mudan Town as a foreshadowing, so how could the dynasty not know? The reason why they survived until now is only because of the large army. The main force of the town is not there, so it’s just that I can’t take care of it. If the Central Plains is regained in the future, the first thing to get rid of is Peony Town, and maybe I will use the power of ghosts and inks again.”

The chief nodded and said: "Although you ghosts were human beings in life, once you fall into the nether world and become ghosts of dead souls, it will be difficult for the world to tolerate you. In addition, you have strong power and evil nature. It is better to say that you are not like human beings." You are closer to monsters. Now the King Cheng needs you to deal with the turbidity of the world of evil shadows, so he treats you with extra courtesy and includes you and the Dragon Wizard Palace in the top ten sects. However, when the war ends in the future—”

"——When the war is over, it is inevitable that the master will be crowned with great achievements, and the fate of all birds will be exhausted. The Peony Town of the past is very likely to be the ghost of tomorrow."

"Since you know—"

"I know." Sikong Mo continued, "It's just that I am in charge of the sect and shoulder heavy responsibilities. Even if I die here, it's just seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence. There is no pity. If you have died once, there is no reason to sacrifice your life for them. If that time really comes, no matter what the price is, even if you are criticized by thousands of people, you must find a way out for them."

——Being criticized by thousands of people?Chief's pupils shrank, and he vaguely knew what he was referring to.Seeing Sikong Mo walking back to the bed again, he looked down at the haggard sleeping man, "There is also Youhuang...he has suffered a lot before and after him, I only hope that everything will go smoothly for him from now on, and don't go through anything else. .”

Chief said: "You have too many things to worry about. I will take care of this idiot."

Sikong Mo smiled, and said: "With the words of Mr. Wu Meihou, I can rest assured. From now on, my incompetent junior brother will be entrusted to you." He bowed to the chieftain, and then shook his sleeves , turned around and opened the door to leave.

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