Blossoms

7.

Zixi slowly opened his eyes.

Various broken images in his mind intertwined and overlapped, he raised his hand to pinch his temple, and a familiar voice came from his head.

"Zi Xi, what's the matter? Do you have a headache?" Chu Rui lowered his head just in time to see that he had woken up, and breathed a sigh of relief. The hand behind his back kept patting and patting, trying to calm his emotions.

Zi Xi froze for a moment.

His throat was a little hoarse, and Zixi couldn't say a word. He quickly got up and got out of Chu Rui's arms, looked up at Chu Rui silently, and unconsciously reached out to caress his cheek. My heart is very uncomfortable.

The reluctance before his death was all his.

Chu Rui held his hand: "What's wrong?"

Always so gentle.

Zixi's throat felt uncomfortable for a while, he could only choke up and make some noises, and when he looked up and met Chu Rui's concerned eyes, he couldn't say anything.

The memory in my mind was restored without any omission.

Zixi blinked, and finally shook her head at him.

"It's fine." Chu Rui pulled him over and pressed him into his arms, and patted his head habitually. They were still sitting in Tianyin's altar, and Zixi noticed that Chu Rui was white His clothes were already stained red by the blood on the altar, but Chu Rui didn't care at all.

Zixi lay on his side in his arms, unable to speak a thousand words, her heart was so stuffed up.

Strictly speaking, Mo Zixi is him, he is Mo Zixi, but after Mo Zixi died, he became him, and after he died, he became Mo Zixi again.

Whether it is the former self or the current self, they all love Chu Rui deeply.

My troubles before turned out to be just making trouble for no reason.

Chu Rui is so tolerant of himself.

Even though Mo Zixi still had regrets for the last time with Chu Rui before his death, how could he not be clear about how Chu Rui treated him these days, thinking that Chu Rui had endured all these years by himself... His heart ached It hurts.

He thought, did Chu Rui ever feel sad when he found out that he died?

Did you hate him for leaving without saying goodbye?

He really wanted to comfort him, because he knew that even if he had no memory of Mo Zixi, he still fell in love with Chu Rui at first sight again, when Qianye Lin first met.

He used to be unconscious, just felt like it.

With Mo Zixi's emotions, he realized that it was probably an indelible emotion engraved in the soul, no matter how many times he reincarnated...

None of this emotion has changed.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the corner of the altar, Zixi subconsciously looked in that direction, but it was Hua Ruo standing there alone, looking up at the man who was meditating.

Always feel a little strange feeling.

It was as if the shrewd High Priest of Tianyin, who had calculated himself before, suddenly turned into a thin and helpless woman, her frail body crumbling.

The man's face was still covered by the burqa, Zixi looked at his figure and felt a cold aura emanating from him, he turned his head and saw Hua Ruo's expression, and laughed.

Then he stepped forward and twisted her thin body in his hands, grabbing her by the collar.

"Fake? Why can't the blood sacrifice activate the puppet technique?"

Hua Ruo looked down at his hand holding her collar, and was about to slap him in the face when he raised his hand. The man moved faster than her, and his big hand clamped her arm that was about to fall: "Don't you explain? Ma'am ?”

"Miss?" She opened her mouth, her eyes full of sarcasm: "Who are you... madam?"

Although Zixi's throat was hoarse, she still muttered softly: "At eight o'clock..."

But his voice sounded like a sob. Chu Rui didn't hear what he was saying clearly, subconsciously felt that he was acting like a baby to himself, and Hua Ruo's laughter came from his ears.

"Blood sacrifice is real." She said with a smile, "But have you forgotten who wrote the latest method of blood sacrifice?"

She said coldly: "It's me."

It's me, the priest of Tianyin.

Hua Ruo pulled away the arm that was holding her, and said word by word: "I have doubted you for a long time, do you think I will be so stupid as to play couple games with you every day without knowing anything? You overestimate you You still underestimate me."

Someone who recovered Mo Zixi's memory nodded, convinced that the original self and Mo Zixi's previous life were very similar in personality, and muttered again: "Infernal Affairs."

It's just... all this funny look.

Chu Rui was taken aback, and reached out to pinch his cheek: "Don't make trouble."

Zixi frowned and pushed his hand away, what's wrong.

The two people who were fighting at the side still looked like they hadn't solved the problem. Zixi suddenly remembered that Qin Zihuan seemed to be lying on the side dying. If he was still Mo Zixi, he would still sympathize with this former junior, but brought him into the previous life. From the memories of Mo Zixi and his own now, he really couldn't have a slight liking for Qin Zihuan.

There are many reasons for this. First, he indiscriminately said that Mo Zixi caused him to become like this. As the former Mo Zixi, he was really confused about this.

Second, before Mo Zixi could figure out any truth, he forced the other party to implicate the innocent Chu Rui.

Thirdly, when he was in southern Xinjiang, in order to force himself to recover his memory, he controlled himself and caused him to accidentally injure Chu Rui...

Still haven't settled with him yet.

How could she still have the slightest affection for him.

Perhaps because of his memory recovery, Zixi found that he was not as crazy as before, except when facing Chu Rui, he still wanted to pretend to be obedient, stupid and idiot... But in this situation, he really can't pretend.

"This blood sacrifice can't activate any puppet art at all with the method I gave you. This so-called blood sacrifice is actually a high-level god control that forces people to restore their memories."

"And this God-controlling spellcaster, do you think it's you?" Hua Ruo smiled, "It's also me."

"From the beginning to the end...the only thing you really succeeded...the fact that I still believed in until the moment before I regained my memory is probably just...that Qin Zihuan was my father-killer and enemy."

Hua Ruo felt her eye sockets were moist and couldn't help blinking.

Five years, five full years.

If it weren't for Mo Zixi's appearance, she followed his trend and kept a careful eye, she would still think that this cruel person who encouraged all the old Tianyin people to kill each other... is her incomparably beloved one husband.

She once suspected that she left a hole.

Even before regaining his memory, he wanted to believe that this person hadn't lied to himself.

But what about the facts?

Among the people who were personally instigated by him to kill each other, including her close relatives, her father and mother who loved her since she was a child, her brothers and sisters...all were killed by this person in front of her.

Why leave her alone?

Because she has a lot of use value, Hua Ruo's father was the former high priest of Tianyin, and before he died, he left all his efforts to the apple of his eye.

Hua Ruo was born to perform spells.

Now that her father is dead, only she knows how to research the real Tianyin forbidden technique.

But in the face of a demon who kills without blinking an eye, how can Hua Ruo be willing to submit?

That's why he took away his memory.

Calculated so thoroughly.

"So you have recovered your memory." The man smiled: "Then you should know that Qin Zihuan is still your father-killing enemy. After all, when I was doing these things, he was there to help me."

Hua Ruo looked at him with a sneer, then turned around and looked at Zi Xi and Chu Rui beside him.

"You... want to know the truth?"

……

Several years ago, Dead Ridge.

She remembered that she was still at a pure-hearted age that year.

In the past, Jueming Ridge was not as quiet and desolate as it is now. Countless Tianyin sects divided the territory there. Although they argued endlessly every day, she still grew up happily in her father's protective circle.

Until, Qin Zihuan, a young man who didn't know the truth, broke into her life.

She remembered that one day when she sneaked out of the border of Jueming Ridge to play, she happened to see a group of people in the distance fighting against a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect in light blue clothes.

I once heard my father say that the members of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect are all bad guys.

But the boy in front of him looks so cute... how could the boy with dimples on both sides of his mouth when he smiled be a bad guy?

Hua Ruo admits that she judges people by their appearance, but she judges people by their appearance at least positively. She has never judged others negatively.

The person in front of him dealt with several opponents in twos and twos, put away his sword, and showed a satisfied smile.

"Hey! You...from the Xiaoyao Sword Sect?" Hua Ruo pointed at him and said.

Qin Zihuan turned his head slowly, as if he had never met such an impolite girl, his brows frowned, and he looked at Huaruo carefully for a long time: "Girl...do I have a name? Why don't you come up?" That's what you call people."

The girl in front of her smiled: "That's what I like to call people... Where did you come from? It's not good for the Xiaoyao Sword Sect to wander here."

Hua Ruo vaguely remembers the recent unrest here, especially the abnormal commotion at the leader's place, and she doesn't know what happened, so she wants to mention this ignorant kid.

The boy gave her a blank look.

Hua Ruo pressed her forehead: "You don't believe me? I just wanted to tell you..."

"Have you never heard of Wangjun Mountain? Double swords? Have you never heard of it?" Qin Zihuan laughed secretly. Today, he was "kindly reminded" by a girl who is younger than himself.

"Are you from Wangjun Mountain?"

Hua Ruo sighed in disappointment, she remembered that her father seemed to have told her a few days ago that the members of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect are all villains, and everyone in the Xiaoyao Sword Sect on Wangjun Mountain is the villain of all villains.

People who see Wangjun Mountain must not say that they are taught by Tianyin, because they will get rid of them every minute.

Hua Ruo still believed in this.

Unexpectedly, this good-looking kid is actually from Wangjunshan, the villain of the villains.

Hey... Mistake, misstep.

Hua Ruo raised her hand, she had nothing to say to the villain, so she turned around and was about to leave.

Qin Zihuan was not happy about it. This little girl yelled at a brother like this, and after she finished yelling, she patted her ass and left?

"Hey girl!" He shouted towards her back, "Are you polite?"

"What good manners do you have with villains!" Hua Ruo was not to be outdone, turned around and pointed at him, and then turned back: "My father said that people like you who only know how to kill at Wangjunshan are all villains!"

Qin Zihuan was always spoiled by Mo Zixi and Liu Changle since he was a child, so what kind of anger did he experience there?

This time, she was completely pissed off by a girl who was neither big nor small.

"What only knows how to kill?" He was furious: "We only kill bad people!"

Naturally, Hua Ruo didn't believe his nonsense. Of course, the concept instilled in him since he was a child could not be changed for a while. Hearing that Qin Zihuan actually said that he only killed bad people, he subconsciously substituted his father's words.

Of course she is not a bad person, and her father is certainly not a bad person, but they all think that if they tell the people in Wangjun Mountain that they are from Tianyin Sect, they will be killed, but how can they be bad people?

Shameless.

Hua Ruo gritted her teeth: "I won't argue with you anymore."

Waste of my playing time.

Qin Zihuan was still angry. Hearing her words again, he couldn't help but ask, "Where did you come from? Why do you keep saying that we Wangjunshan are all bad people?"

Hua Ruo naturally wouldn't answer this topic, she was too angry and negligent just now.

In case he finds out that Tianyin beats her up, she may not be able to beat him, so she calmed down a little bit, thought about picking up the topic, raised her eyes and saw Qin Zihuan glaring at her, and said jokingly : "Then tell me why you are not a bad person? Why do you only kill bad people? What kind of bad people have you killed?"

After finishing speaking, he pointed at the people behind him: "Are they all villains? Heinous?"

Qin Zihuan was naturally very successful, but she diverted the topic away: "They are bandits who steal people's money and kill people. They are on Wangjunshan's villain list... Do you think they are villains?"

Hua Ruo nodded: "How do you know that they are all villains?"

"Is there any reason for them to seek wealth and kill their lives?" Qin Zihuan felt as if he was giving a lecture to a little girl who had no experience in the world: "The victim is still alive."

is it?

Hua Ruo replied slowly: "Sometimes even if you hear it with your own ears or see it with your own eyes... it may not be true."

"What if they are really not bad people? You will only counter violence with violence." Hua Ruo muttered.

Qin Zihuan frowned, what does this girl want him to do to believe that Wangjun Mountain is a group of chivalrous men who are doing harm to the people?And why did he bother to explain this to her.

Normally, you would never come across this kind of thing once when you traveled around the rivers and lakes with your senior brother. Why did the senior brother leave him alone and let him meet him?

Although the brother said that he went to run an errand for the master, but he was smiling, and it was clear that he went to play by himself.

Let him deal with a brat here alone.

"No matter what you say, Wang Junshan is a group of good people! Not the bad guys you said." Qin Zihuan hastily concluded that he didn't want to entangle with this girl anymore, Hua Ruo raised his eyebrows, seeing that he was about to leave, he didn't intend to entangle with him any more , shrugged, and turned around by himself.

"I think, how can there be complete good and complete bad..." she said.

Laughter echoed through the woods.

When Qin Zihuan turned around, he could no longer see Hua Ruo's figure, subconsciously he just felt creepy.

small theater:

[Chu Rui: Why does Zixi keep acting like a baby to me? 】

【Zixi: When will the eight o'clock performance of those two people end? 】

【Qin Zihuan: When will someone help me? 】