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Qin Shihuan's words about the residence each of us most want to live in made my heart skip a beat, and at the same time, I was extremely vigilant.

What is he thinking?

I felt uneasy for a while, and I always felt that something was about to come out, but I didn't know where to draw it out.

In the current situation, I suddenly felt that it was an opportunity.

"Gun Gun, you go with Mu Qing and the others. Since you know the basics, Yan Liang, I can rest assured." I looked at my toes, and lowered my eyebrows to avoid Ji Mingye's scrutinizing eyes.

"Then you should be careful."

Mu Qing's sudden caring tone made me look up at him in astonishment, and my heart couldn't help but feel a little joy, I pursed my lips and smiled, looking at his back before he finished speaking, I responded softly with a little joy, "En."

"What the hell are you doing again?" The little fox wagged its tail, with a questioning expression on its face, obviously blaming me for rashly revealing its relationship with Yan Liang.

"Since Aning said something, she must have her own plan, so let's go." Ji Mingye had a forced smile deliberately concealed in his eyes, and in a gentle tone, he hooked the little fox's body and put it on his shoulders. Mu Qing walked out.

I know they must have doubts, and it's hard to explain at this moment. After stopping to watch them leave, I turned around and walked slowly in this decayed Qing Zhimen.

As he walked, he came to a secluded forest where broken bamboo leaves were scattered.I was startled, and looked up at the gate of the fenced courtyard, only to realize that somehow I was in front of Qin Shihuan's independent courtyard again.

Bamboo fell to the ground in the yard, and the door was closed, and what came with the wind was a strong smell of medicine.

After thinking about it, I turned around and walked elsewhere.

For Qin Shihuan, unless he wanted to say something, no matter how much he asked, he couldn't find out.

What's more, his injury is still not healed, and in ten days, no matter what he plans to do in the future, it is of course important for him to recover from his injury.

I should keep something clean with him.

As I walked, I stared at Qingzhi Gate. The broken citrus wood was hidden under the ruins, and the scattered wooden door leaves were painted red and green, stained with rotten black residue, like painted paintings growing from the ground, exuding Musty smell.

I don't know where I went, but what I looked at was a circle lake with a size of several tens of feet. The green water was dark, and some scattered pieces of wood fell from the edge, and the smell of corruption swayed against the wind.

I took off the hood and got a clear picture of the scene in front of me. My heart moved, I walked slowly to the lake, and bent over to pick up a piece of broken wood soaked in the water.After thinking about it carefully, I have a plan.

No matter how lively the world of mortals is, how noisy the world is, and how magnificent the scenery is, it is not the place I want to stay.

The place I want to live the most...

Isn't it Lengjiyuan?

All the impetuous nothingness in my heart has turned into a vast expanse of whiteness.

What I can see clearly is a dry forest in the darkness, and the white bone leans against the center of the forest, lying on its side, looking at me gently in a peaceful state of rest.

master……

I pursed my lips, pressed my fingertips on the muddy ground by the lake, raised my head and let out a soft whistling, the inspiration ran along the ground, and there was a loud crash in the Qingzhi gate behind me, and the huge citron tree in the ruins Breaking through the barriers of the remnants, breaking through the void, walking around the sky, one by one, they plunged deeply into the lake in front of me.

The splashed water hit me coldly, but I didn't notice it. It was like a fire was burning in my heart, burning me blazingly, almost melting me.

As if I was going to burn the fire through, I let out another whistling sound, constantly urging my inspiration, leading the remaining branches of citron trees to smash into the lake water, gathering them into a huge forest of dead trees.The citron tree is the main trunk of the tree of life and death, and the small broken branches make up the branches, one by one, and finally gradually formed the general appearance in my memory.

The consumption of inspiration gradually cooled down the fire in my heart.The rough-formed scene in front of me made me want to get closer, propped myself up, a burst of dizziness followed, I hurriedly took a deep breath, and stabilized my swaying steps.Stepping lightly, walking into the water, the ripples spread, spreading out with inspiration, cleaning up the debris in the water.

The water surface of Lengjiyuan is clean and clear, and it can't be different here.

The ripples continued, and I gradually approached the dead wood forest in the center of the lake. My heart trembled, and my eyes were locked in the center. For a moment, there would be the withered body of my most beloved and happy master.

Touching the dead wood branches with my fingertips, my brain is running, where the eyes are, the rough dead wood forest twists and merges, and according to my deep memory, it gradually becomes the dead wood forest of life and death in the abyss of coldness.The ripples under my feet also stopped spreading, and the rustling sound from dehydration also stopped. The debris in the water was piled up on the edge of the lake, and I pressed it down with the extra wooden boards of the ruined door.Sweeping the sleeves of the robe, the idea changed, and the wooden boards of the door leaf pressed the sundries and changed into a circle of water-watching wooden bridges walking around the lake.

At this point, Qin Shihuan's second attempt, resting the ruins of Qingzhimen, I have completed.

Excessive consumption of inspiration, the feeling of fatigue made me feel cold all over my body, my eyes were dizzy and black for a while, I propped myself up on the branch in panic, lay down on my side, and glanced at the scene in front of me again, even if I didn’t I am willing to close my eyes, but I still have to force myself to close them and use the method of rest.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and what I saw was the sky full of stars in the dark night, and the blood-red pupils seemed to come at once, and I was frightened for a moment, my body trembled, and I fell into the water.What I saw when I looked up was still the bright stars all over the sky, and I stared at them for a long time, and finally confirmed that these were real stars, not a false scene formed by the water charms gathered under the water of the moat in Yecheng, and my heart sank. Steady.Wiping off the cold sweat from the side of his forehead, as soon as he supported the water surface, he heard the sound of ripples on the water surface.

Not just one sound.

My ears pulsed, and I slowly turned my eyes along the direction of the ripples.

As far as the eyes can see, there are circles of ripples, which seem to slowly rise to the edge of a blush.The red brocade half-body fell into the water, and was entangled by a piece of bone ankle, dangling in the bottom of the water, and the strange charm was gently rippling under the water surface.

Seeing that it was a dry bone, my heart skipped a beat, and I couldn't hold back my gaze, so I walked up the dry bone ankle.

The dry bones and white matter are clearly visible, and the blood-like red brocade seems to fade away at any time, revealing the emptiness and helplessness in the whole body.The dead bones were sitting on a wooden plank, and the emerald green vines on both sides were tied to the ends of the wooden plank, and the thin fingertips were lightly held on it, erratic and swaying lightly as if effortlessly.One foot is underwater, and the other foot is swaying gently, slapping the water surface, making a crisp sound of hitting the water, which rang in my chaotic heart, bewitching all my perceptions.

"master……"

How many times the scenes in my dreams have clearly appeared in front of my eyes, pounding my heart, and drowning out my soft call.

It was a dry bone with its head bowed as if there was no one there, but it slowly raised its head as I called softly, and the dark eye sockets met mine with a sigh.

I was stunned, it was... what a familiar gaze... feeling...

My body had already reacted, I lifted my skirt and took a quick step, but I restrained myself, for fear that my rash action would destroy this dreamlike scene.

"master……"

I called again softly, unable to bear the feeling in my heart, and my voice was trembling.

Gently, he took another step closer.

From the corner of the eye, there was a red light under his feet.

I looked down, and saw a coquettish red lotus blooming under my feet, one by one, blooming all the way in front of my eyes, and spread straight to the feet of the withered bones.

I was pleasantly surprised.

Since I became conscious, the first thing I saw was a dead bone of my master, what I saw was the vast forest of life and death with dead trees, and what I felt was the warm red lotus with the aura of life at the bottom of the cold and silent abyss.

At that time, I was still a baby, and the red lotus was the bed, on which I had played and frolicked for many years.

Everything is as familiar as everything I own in the cold and silent abyss.

I couldn't bear it anymore, stepped on the lotus, rushed all the way to the dry bone, panted, lowered my head, and stared at it tightly.

"Aning."

The indistinguishable voice called my name softly, it was the voice I had heard for thousands of years.

My body trembled, and the sourness and heat overflowed from the bottom of my heart, and I threw myself on the knees of the dry bones, crying loudly with a 'wow'.

"Master...Master...Master..."

I screamed impatiently, as if confirming the real existence of the master, I hugged the skeletal waist tightly and rubbed it into my body.

"It's hard work, isn't it?" The master still stroked my hair with his familiar movements, and I felt the distress in his tone when he asked with a smile.

The master's gentle caress reminded me that my hair was still black. I was afraid that the master would feel that there was something different. I suddenly raised my head, and the clever part urged me to change back to silver and white. My long hair fell down and I fell to the water, like duckweed. Floating lightly.

"No...not at all..." I stared at those dark eye sockets, terrified of Master disappearing again, feeling sore and unbearable in my heart, looking at the distressed and gentleness inside, I felt aggrieved, "Master... I've worked so hard...I miss you so much...don't go anymore...don't go anymore...A-Ning never say I like you anymore...never again! Master, don't go!"

The more I talked, the more excited I became, I straightened up, hooked my master's neck, buried my head in it, and was reluctant to let go.

"Does Ah Ning still like Master?" The master patted my back lightly and sighed softly.

"I... dare not..." I don't know how the master would ask such a question, and my heart became anxious, so I just hugged it more and more tightly, not daring to look at it, and not daring to express my true feelings.

Because of my confession, the master punished me and made me suffer from the burning pain of black flames and the pain of incarnation; let me experience parting and lonely waiting; let me see the master being swallowed by the darkness, tearing apart nothing left.How can I bear it again like this, the confusion of the world, the confusion of all things, and the entanglement of the bewitching heart.

I just want to guard my master quietly, guarding the darkness of thousands of years, and enjoy the gentle care of him alone. No matter what kind of emotion it comes from, as long as I have a master, everything is enough.

"So, where's Mu Qing and Qin Shihuan?"

The gentle voice turned cold all of a sudden, the chill stiffened my body, my mind suddenly woke up, I pushed away the dry bone in front of me, stared at it, and looked at it intently.

"who are you?"

Its face changed, suddenly turned into Mu Qing, then turned into Qin Shihuan, and then Lin Xilin...God of War...Ming Laoqi...The chaos made me extremely frightened.

I jumped back, stepped deep into the water, and sank all over my body.The heavy feeling keeps pulling me down, down...

"Black Flame!"

I suddenly let out a long cry, black flames sprang out from my body, a huge black flame burst out, carrying me out of the water from the bottom.

As soon as I came out of the water, I went to look for the dry bone, and saw the rattan board, still sitting lightly in a red dress, still concealing a white dry bone, similar to the master, but the breath is completely different.

Mars.

Why is God of War here...

"Roar..." Hei Yan suddenly circled around the God of War uncontrollably for a few times, and then let out a roar. I don't know why Hei Yan reacted like this. I squeezed the seal and let it circle the guard at high altitude. It was a light body that landed on the lotus in the lake, staring at her closely.

Sweeping from the corner of the eye, the tree of life and death is still there, and the lotus flower is still there. All this is not a dream.

"Why are you here?" I didn't understand, I questioned, and I was wary.

"Your movement is so loud that it disturbed my sound sleep." God of War tilted his head, as if he was thinking about what tone to use to say this.

"Then what about them?" If I make such a big commotion, I'm sure not only God of War will be disturbed.

"The scene in front of me is too unbelievable. Ordinary people can't get close to it. If you get close, you don't want to cause trouble, so let me send you back." God of War gently swings the wooden board, showing more and more indifferent and superior temperament.

"Then why are you still here?" I stared at her, holding the aura vigilantly, ready to fight at any time.

"Your brain has been severely damaged several times, and it is impossible to recover just by resting and sleeping." She said, with a sudden sigh of pity in her tone, and looked up at me faintly, "Don't you know, are you Do you need blood to nourish your body?"

"who are you!"

At the bottom of the cold and silent abyss, when I realized that I was in the form of a baby, the master took a cup of bright red blood and asked me to drink it every once in a while until the master left.The last time he drank blood was from the little fox.

I have always been accustomed to this matter, and I didn't think it was a big deal, until the last time when I saw Qin Shihuan covering his lips, I felt a special and eager desire to absorb it, which made me feel a little more strange about it. a feeling of.I can't tell what it is, but it feels awkward.

Just as he was thinking about it, God of War continued, "Is there something missing from what you have imitated?"

She didn't care about my questions at all, and she revealed all my secrets by herself.

This frightened me, but also gave me a glimmer of hope.

"Who the hell are you!" I pounced away, and jumped straight in front of her. I used my palm cleverly, and before I could reach her, I was captured alive.I know that there is a disparity in strength between her and her, so I still resorted to the most clumsy way.Being easily caught by her, under the pressure of inspiration, he could only stare at her, as if he could stare at any result.She stabilized the light shaking of the board, and suddenly pulled out a jade cup from under the water sleeve with the dry bone in her other hand. The transparent jade was filled with dark red liquid, with a faint fishy smell coming out.

The tense nerves seemed to be attracted, and the desire to absorb surged from the bottom of my heart, so I couldn't help turning my eyes to the bright red blood, and the familiar taste cut through my long-lasting memory.

It's the smell of blood my master fed me.

"Drink it." God of War ordered coldly.

"Why, you have it!" I approached her dark eye sockets suddenly, and gnashed my teeth against her temperatureless dry forehead.

"Drink it." The God of War's tone softened, still uncompromising.

I felt that my jaw was clamped by a force, forcing me to open my lips bit by bit. I watched God of War push the jade lamp to my lips, and the fishy and familiar liquid slid down my throat warmly.

I swallowed uncontrollably.

This kind of absorption is like a beast hiding in the body, wanting to be filled like a bottomless pit.

The body is boiling, but it is powerless.

I closed my eyes, and the unbearable sourness and hotness overflowed the corners of my eyes.

After drinking all of it, I felt the same feeling that I drank the blood that the master handed me at the bottom of the cold and silent abyss.

The God of War let go of me, and I fell powerlessly on the water surface. The inspiration slowly and quickly drew me into my body, but I still couldn't support my body that I wanted to stand on.

"Why..." I was so powerless that I couldn't even move my fingers, so I could only turn my eyes and lock her.

God of War suddenly leaned lightly on the emerald green vines on the left, and said in an extremely firm tone, "You will see."

I tried hard to figure out what she meant, and my consciousness became a little trance. Countless blue butterflies fluttered their wings and radiated icy light, filling my world.

In the blue, some images gradually emerged.

I wanted to sleep, but I couldn't close my eyes, as if something was forcing me to look at those pictures.

As if in a mountain, a slim figure in white came out of a secluded path. She got closer and closer, and I could clearly see her face that was almost similar to mine.

I waved my hand in a daze, wanting to erase this unbelievable picture, but also seemed to want to see her face that was just like mine, so I opened my eyes even more.

As the girl was walking, she stopped suddenly and stared straight at the young man in gray and plain robe sitting cross-legged facing the cliff in front of her.I've seen that robe before, it was the same style and color worn by a man and a woman in Wuxiang Academy that day.

The boy seemed to realize that he was being watched, and turned his face away.The eyebrows surprised me from the bottom of my heart, it was really Mu Qing's face.He was wearing a soaring bun like the men in the courtyard, and he wore a gauze crown of the same color, flying against the wind according to the crown belt under his earlobe, which made him want to fly in the wind.

Vaguely, the girl and Mu Qing looked at each other and smiled, and then drew their swords to make a move. The two fought for a long time, neither winning nor losing. Finally, they reconciled and smiled, and walked away together. It is getting closer.

The scene changed, and suddenly came to the gate of a Baiti mountain, dozens of young men and women in gray and plain robes drew their swords and pointed at Mu Qing who was kneeling.On Mu Qing's back was the girl in white, who looked injured.Suddenly those young men and women stepped out of the way, followed by two very old men, a man and a woman, who glared at Mu Qing angrily.And behind them is a girl in a gray dress and plain robe, with an alluring face, it's not Lin Xilin, but who is it?

There was a bang in my mind, and the picture suddenly became chaotic.

There is a picture of Mu Qing cutting his wrist and dripping blood into the pale lips of a girl in white clothes; there is also a picture of Lin Xilin in a speed robe crying and hugging Mu Qing; there is also a picture of two old men hitting Mu Qing at the same time In the picture, what finally landed was the picture of Mu Qing protecting the girl in white with blood all over her body, unable to close her eyes, and the girl in white was in a state of desolation.

I felt a throbbing pain in my heart, which made me curl up and scratch the red lotus beneath me... The chaotic and complicated picture kept repeating... Repeating... No matter how many scenes and people have changed What remains unchanged is the sad entanglement between the girl in white and Mu Qing who has a face similar to mine, as well as Lin Xilin's persistence and desperation following her all the way...

"You and Mu Qing have such a deep entanglement, so, do you still like your master?" The voice of God of War sighed at some point, with a hint of pity.

I clutched my heart, suppressed the colic, and gasped for breath.I looked so embarrassed in the water, and the fox mask under the scattered silver hair still smiled weirdly. This weirdness made me want to wave it away, and patted the underwater projection with both hands.Under the turbulent water splashing on my face, I suddenly turned my head, and saw God of War dressed in red, looking up at the countless butterflies blooming in the blue forest on the forest of life and death, blurred like a wisp of light smoke, as if blown by the wind, it will disperse up.

"Mu Qing, is that my master?" I sobbed, eager to prove something.

God of War turned his head back, the blackness in the sockets of his eyes became darker and darker.

"I just like Master, why is it so difficult?" God of War's delay in responding made me lose the strength to persist, closed my eyes, let go of everything, and didn't want to open them again.

No!

I can't just give up like this. There must be a reason for the sudden accident of the master.The master who has been by my side must have left for a special reason.None of this has been figured out yet, and I can't just give up.

No!

Consciousness was chaotic and fuzzy, and I vaguely saw a red dress floating towards me, probably because the dry bones in the red clothes were close to the dead bones of the master, I subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, and when I caught it, I found that the red in front of me turned into moon white Hu Jin's face suddenly turned into Qin Shihuan's pale face.

"I want to trust you, why, just can't let me trust you?" The peace of mind from the bottom of my heart made me hug this trust tightly in front of me, even though he was so cold.

When I woke up, I was in Qin Shihuan's room.The abundance of inspiration made me quickly find out that there is no one else here.I got up and looked around to make sure, until I got to the room on the right and saw Qin Shihuan lying motionless on the simple wooden bed, tears fell down my eyes.

No breath, no inspiration, no anger... I can't feel him at all!

I took a breath, held back my tears, and walked quickly to the bed, checking his body quickly.I touched his heart, but there was no ups and downs. I went to lift his left sleeve again, wanting to find out his pulse, but when I didn't want to, I opened the cuff and found a little silver.My heart skipped a beat, and then I lifted up his entire left sleeve, it was covered with silver dragon patterns, almost like the one on his left arm.

What is this for?Why did Qin Shihuan look like this all of a sudden?

I put down Qin Shihuan's left arm in a daze, thought for a while, and tidied up Qin Shihuan's sleeves. After making sure that there were no flaws, I went back to Qin Shihuan's original room and lay down as usual. , as if he had never woken up.