Our goal is to save the world

After dinner, Mrs. Jun stayed in Yanting at the Lantern House.Yu Yisheng was about to go back to the Chilingyuan by himself, so he poked his head out of the door and looked around, making sure that there was no suspicious white thing floating in the air, and then came out alone.

Concubine Tianci was still kneeling at the door, motionless in the night.

"Aren't you going back?" Yu Yisheng asked.

Concubine Tianci was silent.

"My brother said, you have to respect Xiaojun, you have to be gentle, you can't force it. You can go back with me." Yu Yisheng persuaded again.

At this time, a gloomy voice said to Yu Yisheng's ear: "Don't you dare to walk at night by yourself? I will accompany you~"

"Ah—" Yu Yisheng screamed and ran more than ten meters away.But the group of white-clothed youths floated as if hanging on his shoulders.

"You can't escape my palm." The young man pressed Yu Yisheng's cheek tightly.

"Why are you still here! You have a wronged person and a debtor, you go to find the person who killed you, why follow me." Yu Yisheng ran while talking, crossing the dark place at the fastest speed he could. Garden, run back to Chilingyuan.

In the dark garden, a man in black sat obliquely on a tree, with a silver mask on half of his face, and the number seven was written on the lower left corner of the mask.The man in black was playing with a white jade ruler in his hand.The ruler pointed at Yu Yisheng, and one end of the ruler was covered with an ominous black mist.

But after Yu Yisheng ran away, the black mist on the ruler gradually disappeared.The man in black gave a slight snort, twirled the ruler around on his fingertips, and put it back in his arms.

Yu Yisheng returned to Chilingyuan, ran to the maids' room, and stayed with the maids.Until the time of Haishi was coming to an end, Yu Yusheng returned to Chilingyuan wearily, and persuaded Yuyi to go to sleep dumbfounded.

The night was getting darker and darker in the room.

Yu Yisheng was lying on the bed covered in sweat, but he still pulled the quilt tightly to cover himself, as if the quilt could protect him.He stared wide-eyed at the top of the bed curtain.

A young man in white was floating on the bed curtain, not more than one meter away from him. The young man was giggling, his eyes shining green in the darkness, staring at him.

Yu Yisheng didn't dare to move, and stared at the boy in white without blinking, for fear that the boy in white would jump down when he closed his eyes.

The boy in white was also very patient, floating there all the time, neither far nor near, reaching out his hand to gently shake the tip of Yu Yisheng's nose from time to time, and was very happy to see Yu Yisheng looking like he was about to cry.

Yu Yisheng persisted for a long time, and finally he was too scared to take it anymore. He ran out around the quilt and got into his brother Yu Yusheng's room.

Yu Tiaosheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, pinched Yu Yisheng's little nose, and said, "How old are you?"

Yu Yisheng burst into tears, got into his brother's arms, and said, "There really is a ghost, he has been following me."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Yu Yusheng gently stroked Yu Yisheng's back.

Yu Yisheng finally fell into a deep sleep, but he had a dream.But he had never had such a strange dream, he clearly knew it was a dream, he was conscious, but he would not wake up.

The protagonist in the dream was the boy in white, but it was a little different.The boy in white is no longer a smiling ghost, but an ordinary boy, no, he is not ordinary, he is beautiful.

Yu Yisheng didn't understand. When he saw the boy in white clothes during the day, he didn't think the boy was beautiful, but in his dream, he felt that the boy was obviously very beautiful, even more beautiful than the famous Concubine Sangxia.A feminine beauty, a seductive beauty.

Beauty is often a sin.

The young man was wearing a long black cape with a hood, and his whole body was huddled in the black mass, as if it would melt away in the sun, except for his pale cheeks and fingertips, there was nothing exposed on his whole body.

It was just that Yu Yisheng had a thought, and he looked through the cloak to see what was covered by the clothes.The boy's body was covered with scars, some healed and some not healed. From his neck to his feet, dozens of wedges as thick as little fingers hit his collarbone, lumbar spine and joints of his limbs. Even Yu Yisheng could see the bones and wounds. How the meridian is cut off and distorted by the wedge.

It will be very painful, Yu Yisheng was secretly speechless.

But the boy was expressionless, moving his fingertips numbly, weaving a wreath.The garland bears delicate clusters of pink flowers, the petals covering the dull stalk in a pink ring.

Sitting next to the boy was a seven or eight-year-old girl, she leaned forward with a look of joy.

A teenage maid sat beside the little girl, and there were seven or eight guards in white robes around her.It's just that their clothes were different from what Yu Yisheng had seen, but Yu Yisheng had only seen the clothes of the Jin and Huo clans, so he only regarded them as styles from other countries and didn't pay much attention to them.

After the boy finished weaving the wreath, he gently held it to the little girl.The little girl happily took the garland and put it on her head, and asked, "Is it beautiful? Is it good-looking?"

"His Royal Highness is the cutest." The maid laughed.

"..." The little girl leaned over to speak to the boy, but in the originally clear dream, these two words were strangely blurred.After Yu Yi was born, he thought belatedly, that should be the boy's name.

The young man responded in a low voice, but he didn't even raise his eyes. He just stared blankly at his fingertips, which the little girl touched just now when she took the wreath.

"You are the best!" The little girl put her arms around the boy's neck, kissed him forcefully on the cheek, left a circle of watermarks, and then left a string of laughter, and ran to play.

"Princess, slow down, Princess Ling." The maid stood up and chased after her with her skirt.

The boy slowly raised his hand, his fingers resting on the place where he kissed just now.

"..." The little girl turned around and called out the boy's name.

The boy stood up slowly and walked towards the little girl.

"Come on, come and see!" The little girl shook her arms.

But how could the boy be so fast? Every time he took a step, the wedge embedded in the joint was slowly rotating, and blood oozes from the wound.

"Come here quickly." The little girl ran over in a few steps, holding the boy's hand and running forward.The boy staggered a few steps and had to walk faster to keep up with the little girl.

The pulled shoulders, knees and ankles were bleeding, but it was not obvious on the black clothes, and the long cloak covered up all the pain and sin.

The hillside is a meadow, amidst the boundless green, a stream of water comes from the east and winds its way to the west.

"There is a big river!" said the little girl.

But in the eyes of the young man, it was just a wider stream.It's just that he didn't say it, he was a little envious in his heart, envious of the little girl's simplicity.

Yu Yisheng could hear the boy's heartbeat and feel his thoughts, but he couldn't affect anything.

"I want to go down and have a look!" said the little girl.

"Princess, it's time to go back." The maid persuaded.

"No, I'm going to take a look, I'm going to take a look!" The little girl began to find her way down the mountain.

"Princess!" The maid grabbed the princess' wrist, "I believe the prince will be angry."

"Brother will not be angry if you believe in me." The little girl frowned delicately, and pursed her pale pink lips, but she was still worried that her brother would be angry, so she was dragged back reluctantly by the maid, only turning her head from time to time Looking into the distance, there is clearly longing in the eyes.

The boy turned around slowly, "I'll take her there."

"Okay!" The little girl jumped up happily, broke away from the maid's hand, and ran to the boy.

"No!" The maid said sharply, "Young Master Xie, what are you talking about! Prince Xin let you contact Her Royal Highness for the sake of God, so don't push yourself too far!"

The corners of the boy's mouth slowly turned into a wicked smile, and a light shone in his numb eyes.

"It's okay. I just want to go to the river to have a look." The little girl ran to the boy in a few steps, hugging the boy's arm to prevent him from changing his mind.

"Princess!" The maid ran over.

The young man raised his hand, and a cloud of gray spiritual power floated in his palm. Before the maid reached out to grab the princess, the gray spiritual power suddenly expanded, enveloping the little girl and the boy. The next moment, the two disappeared out of thin air.

The little girl screamed, then opened her eyes and found that she was standing by the river. She immediately let go of the boy and ran to the stream, and stepped into the knee-deep water to play.

The young man suppressed a cough, his right hand that had used spiritual power couldn't help shaking, the meridians from the shoulder to the wrist were disconnected in turn, thick blood dripped down the arm, and dripped from the fingers onto the grass leaves, spreading red spots .

"You come too!" The little girl shouted standing in the water, her smile was pure and innocent.

The young man walked slowly to the edge of the stream, and found a relatively large stone to sit on.

"Come down! Come down!"

The young man shook his head indifferently, his face was hidden in the shadow of the hood, and his whole body was a mass of black that ruined the scenery.

The little girl pouted. She waded into the water and pulled the boy's feet, trying to drag him into the water.

The young man was as steady as Mount Tai, gazing into the distance expressionlessly.

"Come down, come down!" The little girl pulled hard, "If you don't come down, I'm going to cry!"

"Then go back. Your brother is worried." The boy stretched out his hand, motioning for the girl to climb up and go back with him.

"I don't want to."

The boy didn't say anything, just sat quietly.

The little girl was bored after playing for a while and then went to call the young man. The young man said, "Go back, your brother is here."

"Here you come? Brother Yan? Where are you?"

Before they finished speaking, a white light gradually expanded and then dissipated on the grass where they appeared just now. A group of people stood in the white light, the leader was a young man in white robe with a gloomy expression.

"What are you doing! Take the princess back!" The young man strode over and dragged him off the rock by his collar.

The little girl screamed, but was picked up by the guards, and disappeared in a flash of white light.

"You are so courageous!" The young man gritted his teeth.

The boy fell on the grass without saying a word, neither explaining nor begging for mercy.

The young man stepped on the young man's back, holding a piece of crystal in his hand. Inside the crystal was a curled up black mist. The young man squeezed it hard, and the black mist rose up.

At the same time, the wedge unexpectedly buzzed and spun in the boy's joints at the same time.

It hurts, it hurts.

The boy opened his mouth wide but couldn't make a sound, he even forgot to breathe, his black pupils shrank, and his fingers unconsciously clutched a tuft of grass.

The young man held the crystal firmly, watching the young man struggle and curl up indifferently.

"Master! Your Highness Xin!" The maid who had taken care of Princess Ling knelt at the young man's feet, "God ordered him to be saved."

"Will he die? I'm afraid that even if I crush the crystal, he won't die." The young man grabbed the boy's hair and forced him to look up.

The boy was sweating profusely, convulsed and out of breath, his whole body was shaking.

"How do you feel?" The young man laughed.

Of course it didn't feel very good, like a sharp knife pierced through the gap of the joint, and then pried...

Yu Yisheng shuddered, opened his eyes in the dark, and couldn't help panting.

The boy in white was still floating on the top of the bed curtain and staring at him. Seeing that he woke up, he smiled and showed his white teeth again.But Yu Yisheng was no longer afraid of him, the emotion from the dream still remained in his mind, and he even began to wonder why he was so afraid of the boy in white before.

"Who are you?" Yu Yisheng asked.