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Pure darkness spread out in all directions.

A cold breeze blows from the depths, and when it falls on the cheeks, it is a little dry, but it is more familiar and peaceful.

There was a piece of pure white silk between Mu Liya's fingers. There were two lines of illegible characters written on the soft and smooth silk. Anyone who read it would think that it was a meaningless ghost, but he knew that it was a person's All fate.

Before the real fire that could temper the soul came, he waited quietly.

He thought of many things, for example, it was many years ago that he solemnly bathed, burned incense, and divination.

In the sad night, there are ghostly fires, and the mountains and plains are filled with the cries of demons and ghosts. They are mourning the death of the adult, and feel sad for her departure.Still young, I knelt and knelt in the room holding my grandmother's newly dead soul, and the person who came in a hurry stood outside the door, separated by the thin paper door, his figure was fully visible by the candlelight.Don't say anything, and set off when the sky is dark. His father's warning still lingers in his ears, making it impossible for him to ignore it.What do you want to say to me?He stared there quietly, what are you trying to tell me?

- I have been to you...

In the end, he didn't finish listening to that sentence.

it's time.His father put his hands on his shoulders, and he looked up at the expressionless face.She chose you, it's your destiny, you know what to do.

Before leaving, he finally saw that person's face again. The moment his eyes met, he suddenly understood many things that he had never understood before.That's right, I already know what you didn't say, because my answer is the same as yours.

Crossing the boundary of tangible things, the darkness engulfed his thin body, and there were many swords buried in this place far away from the world of mortals. unable to meet.He thought that not being able to meet each other was a difficult thing to bear, but casting a sword itself was very exhausting, and he didn't really think of that person much time.He thought that he would gradually forget that person's face in these boring days and nights, but how could those thousands of silent days and nights be easily forgotten?

The past days became more and more clear, whether it was the rainy courtyard, the soft and moist flowers, or the dark and bitter aroma of paper and pen and ink, he leaned on that person's shoulder, fainting in the warm sunlight filtered by the mica window. drowsy.

A faint firelight came through the darkness, and it was almost time.

His second sword is about to be released.

"This is your last chance. It's too late to regret it." He didn't open his eyes, "You answer me after you think about it."

Although it will take some effort, and all the preparations made before will be in vain, but it is much better than being irreparable - because after you really become the soul of the sword, there is really no turning back.

"Bai Rong, did you hear that? If you repent..."

After a long time, he heard the woman's weak reply.

"I won't go back on my word, my answer has never changed." She sighed softly, "Even if the heavens let me go, I will not let myself go. I have done too many sins, and I should pay for it." .”

"Do you have any other wishes?"

"Mr. Mu, please hand me over to him."

"He used to protect me, even if it was only once. I want to try to protect him and the world. This is my last wish."

Her voice became softer and softer, like a candle that was about to dissipate, "What's more, I don't have such a thing as an afterlife. I want to last forever."

She had already died once, at the hands of the Jiang family, and her body was buried under the pear tree in the backyard. In Cheng Jian's words, this essence will dissipate sooner or later.

"I did ask you."

The moment the turquoise flame rose, Mu Liya opened his eyes, and the originally pure black eyeballs turned into a gloomy green, and the gloomy firelight was reflected inside, which was particularly strange.

Not only did the flame not give people the slightest warmth, but it was so cold that it was about to freeze. He let go of his hand, and the fluffy silk fell steadily into the fire. Condensed fog.

Pale flames danced lightly, devouring the silk on which Bai Rong's fate was written, and burned it until there was not even ashes left.

The burning of the silk is the proof of the conclusion of the contract. From now on, Bai Rong's fate is closely related to this sword, and they can no longer be separated.She became the sword, and the sword was her.

He whispered the mantra his father had taught him.This incantation for offering sacrifices to the gods is very long, whimpering, as if crying, and the burning flame seemed to be conscious, suddenly violent and then erratic with the cadence of the tone, and finally flickered three times violently, and slowly recovered Calm.

When the fire burns out, leaving a pool of clean water, a pure white sword floats on the dark water surface, with feather patterns carved on the sword grid, and the blade is flawless white—only visible in daylight To the blood reflected above.

This is the proper posture after completion. On the night at Huguo Temple, he had to lend the unfinished sword to Li Wu for self-defense. Until half a year later, he was in Jiangzhou He received the envoy sent by the new emperor at his home, and received the sword he had lent from the general Li who came here on a special trip.

"Li has always remembered what you said, and I came here to return it today." Compared with that night at Huguo Temple, Li Wu looked thinner and thinner. He must have not had a few days of stable life, but his eyes are still the same as before. "Thank you for helping the last general and His Majesty."

"General Li, are you really willing?" He held the unfinished sword, rubbing his fingers lightly on the snow-white blade, "Even if it is unfinished, this sword is still considered a rare treasure, not an ordinary weapon." The blade can be compared, so is it okay?"

"Actually, I'm reluctant. But every night I can hear the woman's sigh, she said that there are still people here waiting for her to come back." Li Wu smiled, with a bit of envy in his smile, "Li still don't dismantle People are married."

The moment the dangling sword tip left the water, he stretched out his hand to hold the hilt, and the flames wrapped around the sword quickly spread from his fingers to his wrist, licking his pale skin without leaving any trace.

"gorgeous."

Mu Liya sighed softly, this is really a beautiful sword, just like a fantasy dream after a rainy night, the crane brocade shining with silver light gave him the feeling.

The flames were gradually extinguished, and a long shadow sank in the water, slowly floating up to the surface of the water as the sword left, allowing people to see its true appearance: it was a translucent scabbard with a few streaks of light red like broken ice floating on it. texture.

"Is this what you want from now on?"

No one answered his question.The woman who has become the soul of the sword can no longer speak easily.He stretched out his hand to take out the scabbard from the water. The scabbard, which was lighter than wood, gave off a bone-piercing chill just by holding it in his hand, as if it was really carved out of ice.

He put the newly cast sword into the sheath tightly, put it in the prepared long iron box, and pasted the seal written with a Chinese ink pen.After doing this, countless noisy human voices suddenly flooded into his ears, and when he looked up, he couldn't see anything.

——Are you leaving?Won't she join us?It has been too long since we have had a new companion.

It was the swords sealed in the darkness that spoke to him, and he had heard their voices often since childhood.

"Yes, I'm going to take her away." He caressed the Zhu Feng that he had personally written, "She has already decided on a place for herself, and I want to fulfill my promise with her."

Every new sword will go through such steps, until the person it is destined to appear, uncover the seal, and bring it back to the world with his own hands, otherwise he will have to wait here forever.

And the master she chose for herself is none other than the umbrella man—when she was imprisoned by the Jiang family in the deep courtyard wall, forced to pull out the softest and finest feathers under her wings, and weaving crane brocade day and night, for her. She brought the last of the colorful umbrellas.

After hearing his answer, the tide-like voice slowly receded.He silently read the content on Zhu Feng.

"He will treat you well."

·

Mu Liya walked towards the exit with the sword box in his arms.

When he was a child, he counted carefully, no more than 35 steps to go from nothingness to reality, and he told Mu Yan what he found, and the boy who was much older than him smiled and said that it would be different when you grow up.

In the past, he thought that Mu Yan was just a young man with some talent, but later he realized that they were actually cousins ​​- Mu Yan's mother was the sister-in-law who broke up with the family before he was born and married far away.Still not escaping the fate of the Mu family, she entrusted her children to her father before her death.The other person was never close to him. Mu Yan, who was close to him, did not stay in the Mu family for too long. After learning how to forge swords for a few years, he left the Mu family to wander outside. After that, he never heard from this person again. .

After crossing the invisible red line, his eyes suddenly opened up, he could see the dim sky light, and the air was no longer dry and cold. He exhaled, and his eyes searched unconsciously until he saw a familiar figure under the lamp. After knowing it, I calmed down.

Xue Zhi who also saw him put down the scroll in his hand, stood up and walked towards him.

This scene that was exactly the same as in the past made him dazed for a moment, as if the suffering in the middle had never happened, and they were still the two teenagers in the past.

"How long have I been in?"

It is difficult for people to feel tired and hungry in that nothingness, so the passage of time is the easiest to ignore. Mu Liya looked over Xue Zhi's figure and looked behind him, seeing a faint twilight from top to bottom Leaning in, leaving large swaths of red on the carved rock walls.There is no distinction between day and night in the dark, and since he hadn't seen such a scene for a long time, he couldn't help but take a second look until Xue Zhi spoke again.

"You've been in for half a month," Xue Zhi asked briefly, as if he had just seen something in his arms, "Finished?"

"Probably so." Mu Liya changed the angle of the sword box so that Xue Zhi could see it more clearly.

The long and narrow sword case was engraved with intricate flower patterns. Xue Zhi reached out and touched it. Through the cold metal, he also felt the sword intent mixed with rain and moisture, just like the one he felt in the illusion long ago. so-so.

"Go back now? Or..." After seeing Mu Liya's face clearly, he consciously swallowed the second half of the sentence.

In fact, there is a place for people to rest here, but Mu Liya has been extremely resistant to spending the night here since he was a child, so he sneaked back quietly knowing that it is easy to encounter wild animals when going down the mountain at night—his own house and his father’s house. They were so close to each other that they ran to the side courtyard for fear of running into their father who had returned from a trip.Over time, Xue Zhi, who lived in the side courtyard, developed the habit of keeping the door open for him at night, and when he didn't come, he felt that something was wrong.

"I've been here long enough." Mu Liya's eyes showed a slight disgust, obviously he didn't like the stone bed and the gloomy atmosphere here, "just go back and give this to the umbrella man, so as not to Long nights and many dreams."

"Then hurry up, the sun will go down if you don't go."

The two left the sword hut one after the other before the sun went down.

The road down the mountain has been traveled thousands of times in the past, even if you close your eyes, you know which direction to go.

"Are those people still not giving up?"

What Mu Liya was talking about was those who wanted to take advantage of the fire to obtain the legendary Mu's sword.Even though so many years have passed since the incident of exterminating the family, they still do not give up. They have to dig three feet to find the location of his sword house, so they often bring talented people and strangers who are proficient in wind and water geology to the mountain to look for it.

For Mu Liya, since he is the master of the house, he can't let this group of people mess around.He put a layer of enchantment around the house, not to mention ordinary people, even people with some cultivation will only circle around the main house when they get here.If someone wants to use some unbearable means, those spells will be doubled back on themselves. Last time someone wanted to burn the mountain, but the corner of his clothes was burnt before he poured the fire oil. If he was not close to the water source It will be burned to a scorched corpse.

"I came here twice again, once I found nothing, and once I ran into Shanlang who was out, and was scared and fled."

"Oh?" Mu Liya's curiosity was aroused by him, "What did Shanlang do? I remember that even if a little monster like him intends to harm others, he must pay attention to the right time, place, and harmony, let alone the person who comes to him. gone."

He thought for a long time but couldn't figure out how the umbrella man did it, "Could it be that he used that trick again? But it hasn't rained recently, so he can't do it on his own."

The corners of Xue Zhi's mouth were raised, and his tone of voice was filled with an uncontrollable smile, "It's like this. In fact, he didn't do anything, but if he can't stand up to the other side, he's useless."

The man followed them to Jiangzhou, and while he was waiting for Bai Rong's return, he asked Mu Liya to borrow two empty rooms, saying it was to pass the time.

Even with the addition of Shanlang, there are only three people living here, and basically all the rooms are empty except for the side courtyard. Mu Liya pointed to him the two front rooms.

After getting the permission of the master's family, Sanlang shut himself in the house all day long, and he couldn't hear any movement outside. When asked him, he only said that he was doing his old job-he was transformed by an umbrella maker. It is self-evident what the monsters are going to do.

After knowing what he was going to do, Mu Liya thought about it and lent him a few things.Every once in a while, Shanlang can materialize at night, and take the short knife and cloak that Mu Liya borrowed from him, and go out to chop bamboo for umbrella ribs.

"The matter will start from this place. He happened to meet a sneaky group of people when he went out that day."

The leader was a wealthy businessman from the southwest, coveted the Mu family's sword, and rushed over from a long distance.A group of people lost their way in the mountains for several days, and they had already held back their stomachs. They couldn't let go when they finally saw someone.But if they just want Shanlang to take them down the mountain, Shanlang will take them with a few words of sarcasm, who knows that they will pester Shanlang not to allow him to go back, insisting that he tell the location of Mu's Sword House, Shanlang will not say anything. He deliberately threw the bamboo he had cut down the mountain.

"What's next?" Mu Liya's thinking was almost the same when he came to this place. The umbrella boy looked thin but his temper was not much better. This group of people would definitely throw a tantrum if they offended him like this.

Xue Zhi went on to say that Shan Lang was afraid of the old man in the blue and white Taoist robe, so he didn't act rashly, but this group of people made progress, so he naturally retaliated.

"He used his most proficient illusion and wanted to teach them a lesson."

Sensing the sudden darkness around him, the hairs of the leading wealthy businessman immediately stood on end.

The continuous rain, the wet wind brought the smell of blood, and the red lanterns were fluttering in the distance. They looked up and faced the four characters of "Jiang's Clothes Shop".

This is nothing else, it is the rainy night nightmare that Xue Zhi experienced at the beginning, but there are far more flaws than then, as long as he knows a little bit of feng shui, it can be easily resolved.

Shanlang originally wanted to sneak away when they broke the formation, but he didn't think that the old man was a useless piece of trash, and he was the first one in the group to be frightened and passed away, causing a group of people to die in fear and give him a hand. He pinches people.

"There are three reasons why it was difficult to decipher the illusion before. You are a mortal, and it happened to be a rainy day. With the help of Bai Rong's demon power, the right time, place, people and everything are in order. They can't even decipher this one. What sword are they looking for? ? Which of the formations I set up is not more complicated than Shanlang's little trick?"

The whole thing was so ridiculous that Mu Liya shook his head repeatedly.He really couldn't imagine that there would be a so-called expert who was scared to death by Shan Lang, "I must have met a charlatan."

If he wasn't a charlatan, if he knew anything about ghosts and gods and the principles of yin and yang, this umbrella boy's tricks should not be taken seriously, let alone fainted.

"Well, when the leader realized that he had been cheated, he was furious. Before he could settle the score with the scammer, he found out that the charlatan stole most of his money and ran away."

"...How do you know so clearly?" Mu Liya stopped and looked at Xue Zhi with some doubts. In his cognition, Xue Zhi was not interested in these trivial matters, "Don't tell I'm the one you came to inquire about."

Xue Zhi shook his head, his eyes seemed to say where did you go, "I went to the next town, and stopped at Uncle Wu's tavern on the way back. I heard the people in the shop say it as a joke, and when I came back, I heard Shanlang complain about it. A couple of sentences." If it wasn't for the fact that it was so ridiculous, he might have forgotten it after hearing it.

Mu Liya didn't ask him what he was doing in the next town.After the town next door was destroyed by Ze Tianjun, it became a dead city. There is only one thing Xue Zhi can do, and that is to let those innocent souls rest in peace and purify every inch of the soil soaked in hatred.

"arrive."

While they were talking, the not too far distance came to an end, Mu Liya looked down at the box in his arms, "I'm going to find Shanlang, wait for me, I'll go back with you."

The author says:

Two episodes are tentatively scheduled, mark the end of the first one as soon as it is updated, and find the second one on my Weibo.

This story is the completion of some details of Crane's Clothes and even the whole story, and some things cannot be put down in the text.

"Are you there?"

Mu Liya knocked on the door, but didn't get a response for a long time, so he asked again patiently.This time the door opened, but Shanlang stood by the door and didn't seem to have any intention of getting out of the way.

"May I come inside?"

Shanlang didn't move a step, "Mr. Mu, it's not very convenient for me here. Is there anything you can finish here?"

He is thin and a head shorter than Mu Liya. If Mu Liya really wants to know, he just needs to look over him and look inside, "I heard that you drove away the bad guys who coveted my treasure a few days ago."

"It's those people who are so useless." Shanlang snorted when he remembered that incident, and couldn't hide his contempt. I was scared to death, but I had to cut bamboo again, and it was almost dawn."

After dawn, Shanlang couldn't condense into a solid body, so it would be almost impossible to transport the bamboo back.

Without bamboo, there is no way to make an umbrella, and it is impossible for him to ask Xue Zhi for help.

"Thank you."

Shanlang nodded, as a thank you, "You didn't come to me just for these boring things, did you?"

"Well, it's really not." Mu Liya still had that good-tempered look, smiling so much that the corners of his eyes curled up, "I have something for you, here, this is it."

Shan Lang glanced at the thing he held in his arms, and immediately looked away as if he had been stabbed, not daring to take a second look.He whispered, "Do you have to do this to me? You must..."

Hearing what he was talking about, Mu Liya restrained his smile, and said solemnly, "I made an appointment with her and will hand her over to you. As for how you use it, it's up to you. You can throw away the words that are an eyesore, this is all..."

"I won't do that!"

Shan Lang suddenly roared, interrupting the second half of Mu Liya's unspoken sentence.Realizing his gaffe, he took a small step back in embarrassment, "Don't you want to see it? Then come in."

In the dark room, the windows were pasted with tung oil paper dyed in various colors, and only a little dim light was filtered in.

There was an indescribably bitter smell in the air, apart from the smell of tung oil, it seemed like melted paint or paper that hadn't dried out.

Mu Liya didn't go any further, because there was no room for him to settle down in this house.

On the wall and on the ground, clusters of beautiful colors are everywhere, like countless blooming flowers.He took a closer look and found that these were all umbrellas, made and unmade, pink willow green, snow green and purple, all kinds of colors, spread out like a river, flooding the house, just looking Dazzling at first glance.

"Why?" Mu Liya asked, why are there so many umbrellas?Even though he already knew what the umbrella man was doing all day long, seeing such a scene with his own eyes was still shocking.

Shan Lang carefully shuttled among the colorful umbrellas, found a half-made skeleton in an inconspicuous corner, carefully removed the burrs on the bamboo, and then picked it up to measure the length, "Why, why, except that A Rong likes it Is there any other reason? She is always locked in the house, and all she can see is the courtyard wall and the pear tree, and the pear tree only blooms for a short time a year, and the flowering period will end in a blink of an eye."

Before Shanlang came, it was her only consolation in those boring and painful days.

Fortunately, Shanlang came, and he described many things to her who had no memory of the past, "I told her that I once opened all the umbrellas that couldn't be sold in the house, just Think of it as an outing to enjoy the flowers. I originally wanted to have fun in the bitterness, but she showed a look of yearning, saying that even once, she wanted to see such a scene with her own eyes... I fulfilled my promise with her, but why did she do this? To me, why did the group of Jiang family who killed thousands of swords treat her like this?"

"You actually know it, don't you?"

Mu Liya was leaning against the wall, quietly watching Shanlang busy at the other end of the room.

"Know what?" Shan Lang still didn't raise his head, and concentrated on the unfinished work at hand.

When he needed to roast the bamboo slices with fire, before he could reach for the candle, a cloud of turquoise fox fire floated in front of him. He was stunned for a moment, "Thank you, Mr. Mu."

"She doesn't have the memory of the past, but you do. A mortal can live up to a hundred years, and many things will be gradually forgotten if someone deliberately blocks them for a few generations, as if they never happened, but this doesn't apply to monsters like us. "

This man has been wandering in this world since the war-torn years at the end of the previous dynasty. Whether it was the sensational Liantai case or some things that may even be forgotten by those in power, he has personally experienced it, so how could he forget it so easily? ?

After a long time, Shanlang said, "Oh, you said that."

"You know her past identity, right?"

"Well, I know. Not long after I got acquainted with Ah Rong, I knew that she was involved with those Liannu empresses."

"In her place," Shanlang lifted up his left sleeve and said softly, pressing the position of the elbow, "there is a lotus-shaped scar."

Without him explaining too much, Mu Liya understood what he meant.

The moonlight-clear crane brocade is woven from the softest feathers of the white crane's wings, so Bai Rong's arm is full of scars all year round, Shan Lang feels sorry for her and naturally finds a way to bandage her wound and apply medicine.

Even under those wounds that have not healed all year round, this old wound can be clearly identified as the shape of a lotus flower.

Generally speaking, Baima teaches women to wear white gauze and pendants, and the lotus brand generally appears on those male dumb slaves. Like Changshengsan, it is used to control them and force them to serve the leader Chi Jiang.

Lang Xue also had the same brand, and Mu Liya roughly figured out what was going on, "You never told her, did you?"

"She has forgotten, why did I bring up bad memories for her." Shan Lang said with a bit of resentment, "She has suffered so much, why should I tell her?"

"I understand, you just don't want to add to her pain."

Mu Liya didn't tell him that at the moment the soul is thrown into the fire to be smelted, all the past will reveal its true face.

So Bai Rong has already remembered all of her past, including the fact that she was a believer in the Baima Sect, that's why she said she wanted to atone for her sins.

"Take it. I'll leave after accepting it. There are still people waiting for me to go back." Mu Liya passed through the paper umbrella that was opened all over the place, and placed the box in his arms in front of Shanlang again.

The box was a bit heavy, and Shan Lang hesitantly stretched out his hands to pick it up, this time he didn't look away again.

He forced himself to look directly at the box, and kept rubbing his fingers on the vermilion seal, but he refused to open it anyway, as if after he did so, something would be broken forever.

"Aren't you going to open it?" Seeing that he was still hesitating, Mu Liya said, "No one but you can open the seal I wrote. If you don't even want her, then she might really be alone forever .”

Shanlang's trembling fingers slid to the edge of Zhu Feng, and slightly opened a small slit, "I know, I actually know why she did this, but I just don't want to admit it." His tone was a bit weird, as if Repressed, "Once I had no intention of mentioning to her what happened before I was alive. I have never seen her get so angry. Even if the old man of the Jiang family scolded her for being useless and asked her to weave another foot of crane brocade, she would She has never been so angry. She said it was not my fault, that the rain was God's business, how could it be blamed on me, a mortal..."

"She was right."

How can a mortal like Shanlang decide when it will rain and how much it will rain?Perhaps people understood this path at the beginning, but words can become prophecies. If they talk too much, even they themselves will believe this ridiculous rumor.

Later, I don't know whether the rain made the umbrella man or the umbrella man brought the rain.

A thin layer of tears appeared in Shanlang's eyes, "No one has ever said such a thing to me..."

Whether he was alive or after death, he was weak and bully-he was blinded and bullied when he was a human, and he was not necessarily strong when he was a monster.His face stayed in his youth, and he even had a bit of childishness, which showed that after leaving his hometown, he did not live a good life for a few days in the war outside.He died amid rumors and disgust and turned into a monster, walking in the streets and alleys accompanied by wet rain.

So Bai Rong wants to be a sword, she wants to protect the weak in this world, and even more her lover.

Once she went the wrong way, believed Chi Jiang's lies by mistake, and felt that she was really helping the world. She was exhausted in order to escape from that magic cave, and even lost everything in the first half of her life, but she still couldn't escape completely.

She had been thinking about the kindness that the Jiang family gave her for many years, until they wanted to put their hands on her umbrella, and she finally fought back unbearably.

Zhu Feng was gently lifted by Shan Lang, and together with Mu Liya, both of them heard Bai Rong's voice.She is saying thank you.

"If you want to leave, just tell me, and you can stay in this place until then."

After Mu Liya withdrew, suppressed cries came from the room, at first there were only a few weak sobs, and then it became more heartbreaking, as if he was venting the pain that he had never told anyone before his death.

And perhaps the only thing that can give him the slightest comfort is the cold sword. He holds it, just like in the distant past, the little monster who accidentally broke into the deep courtyard stretched out his hand towards the bruised Weaver Girl.

Mu Liya turned his head and saw Xue Zhi not far away, looked up to the sky, and when he saw him coming out, he just tilted his head slightly to show that he knew.

The deep twilight fell, the sun burned out, and the afterglow struggled feebly. In the distant sky, a translucent new moon rose, which could not be clearly seen among the shadowy trees.

"I now feel that it is very difficult for a lover to stay together for life." Mu Liya walked up to Xue Zhi, what do you think? "

Whether it's Zhou Ren and his Ah Qing, or San Lang and Bai Rong, he has seen countless lovers' joys and sorrows, but every time they can't be consummated, and it's like Lang Xue and that Master Yandao, who shouldn't have existed from the beginning Nie Yuan.

The path he chose was no easier than any of them—he coveted the gods in the sky, and wanted to keep the gods by his side.

Why did Lord Chengtian choose him out of tens of millions of souls? Can they really have a future?At that time, such doubts had been lingering in his heart, and it was not until a few days ago that his worries gradually faded away.

"It's not easy." Xue Zhi's eyes fell on him, "Even if it's not easy, as long as you are waiting for me in front, it's worth it."

·

In Mu Liya's impression, this mansion is huge and deep, with winding wooden corridors and sliding doors covered with white paper everywhere.

Except for the courtyard where they lived, many rooms were not used for living in people but for practicing rituals and preparing sacrifices from the beginning, so the layout is similar, and it is extremely easy to lose the sense of direction when they are arranged together.

When he was young, he got lost in this area more than once, and was taken away by the maid Axiang who was hurriedly found.Grandma lives in the courtyard in the south. This is the first road he remembers but not the one he walked the most. It runs through his entire childhood and adolescence. What he really remembers is another road, even if it is closed. He knew which direction to go with his eyes.

When passing by a certain door, Mu Liya suddenly stopped.

Every member of the Mu family would bathe and burn incense before formally casting their swords, and then wait in their own room for the arrival of the right time.

It was like this room was destined to belong to him from the day he was born.

In the courtyard, the shadows of the trees are dense, casting dim shadows under the quiet moonlight.

Mu Liya went to open the wooden door, and the moonlight also illuminated the empty house. There was not a speck of dust on the wooden floor, and many furnishings inside indicated that someone had used it not long ago.

"What did you want to tell me at that time?"

"What do you mean?" Xue Zhi remembered something, Cheng Tianjun's memory was too complicated, the part belonging to Xue Zhi was ups and downs in it, no matter how you think about it, there is only a vague outline.

"The night my grandmother passed away, you guarded me outside the door all night." Mu Liya didn't go in, but guarded the door, and raised his face to face Xue Zhi. I should go when I'm done."

- I have been to you...

Even though he had already guessed the answer, he still wanted to hear Xue Zhi say it himself.

"Talk about this." Memories of the past slowly surfaced, Xue Zhi showed a somewhat helpless bitter smile, "I wanted to persuade you not to be sad, but I couldn't say it."

"why?"

"I'm afraid it will make things worse." Xue Zhi stroked his cheek, "Sounds funny, doesn't it?"

For him at that time, other people's feelings seemed to be separated by a layer of veil, it was difficult to get a glimpse of the whole picture, and he could only slowly figure out how others would react.

But even he knows that the pain of losing a loved one is enormous, how can it be said that if you don't feel sad, you won't be sad?If he hastily comforted that person and made that person feel even more sad, then he himself doesn't know what to do.

"No, it's not funny at all. You just need to be there." Mu Liya held that hand and looked into Xue Zhi's dark eyes, "You must know that at that time I was actually very I'm scared and helpless, but knowing that you are outside, I suddenly feel at ease."

For myself in my youth, waiting silently that night was already a great comfort.

The moment he saw the boy's figure, his original sadness, fear and uneasiness stopped like boiling water suddenly freezing.

"Azhi, what are you worrying about?"

"I didn't..." I wasn't disturbed.Xue Zhi originally wanted to answer like this.

"I know it all."

Mu Liya pressed his lips, "Shhh, I know everything. I guessed all the things you didn't tell me."

Xue Zhi's eyes were clearly filled with astonishment, "You...do you know?"

He nodded.

Why can I still stand in this place when I have already overdrawn my life, why the formation he has set up has a more terrifying effect than before, obviously when he was a teenager he could barely keep half of the house, now the words are simply easy to come by.He is the master of this body, he knows what happened to him better than anyone