Shuangyue Jun's tone suddenly became lazy - although he was usually like this. But at least this way, Mu Wan could breathe a sigh of relief. After all, he looked very relaxed.
"Are you with a woman?" the voice said again.
"Well, yes... I need to take her to the nearest spiritual outlet. She is looking for someone."
"oh."
The voice responded short and indifferently. So Shuangyue Jun continued to leave, and the source of the voice may have also left. But during the whole process, Mu Wan did not feel the slightest breath of the "third person". She followed him for two steps.
, before she could figure it out, the voice just now came from the distance behind her - even though she still didn't know the specific location or who it was.
"What's that woman's name?"
"Huh?" Mr. Shuangyue slowly turned around, "What, what's the matter?"
Mu Wan's hair stood on end.
Who is it? Another Six Paths Impermanence? Why can't she see it? Lord Shuangyue can't see it either? Or is it some other monster or human being who has the ability to travel through spiritual veins? Is it someone from the Shadow Pavilion? She hasn't heard of it.
The voice is probably not. Why do you want to ask Mr. Shuangyue about his actions? Or did you ask after a while? Do their tasks overlap, or are they hostile? Will Mr. Shuangyue answer him? And does the other party care about this answer?
Will he help himself, inquire casually, or...
Come to kill yourself?
No, calm down, that's not the case. She is not that capable of letting a Six Paths Impermanence...or any other person with astonishing spiritual power kill her. But at this time, there was a reddish-brown "scald" on the back of her neck.
There was a dull pain. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect or something real, because she clearly couldn't see the shape of the injury, but she could clearly feel its existence, and the outline was extremely clear.
Until now, or rather she had no time to figure out what wrong thing she had done and what "heinous crime" she had committed, which would leave such an ugly mark on the lotus pond.
Will someone make her pay the price? Will he listen to himself? And what persuasive words do he have to negotiate with him? Or other enemies... people with the curse of Lord Xuanyue, or Wu Yuangui's subordinates
People, or desperadoes like Tang He. Or more people, more people she didn't know.
"I'm looking for a way." said the voice.
"What way?" Shuangyue Jun turned around and looked behind him. It seemed that he was indeed a little wary of the person who was inexplicably interested in Mu Wan. She didn't know whether to feel lucky or something else.
"The shortest road to Xueyan Valley."
Mu Wan's heart stung, like a knife, or an awl, or something sharper - no, blunter - piercing through the left side of her chest. It was heavy and sour. This pain even reminded her of that year.
The appearance of Yan Muxue being killed.
The way Yuting was killed.
The appearance of Aoki being killed.
The appearance of all the people who died because of her and for her.
who?
What to do?
……Why?
I can't think of any more questions. Since none of them have answers, there's no point in asking other things.
Meaningless.
Lord Shuangyue glanced at her sideways. He felt that although she was motionless, her heart was trembling violently, as if she was about to break through an invisible limit in the next moment.
"Go to Snow Inkstone Valley...what to do?"
"Someone wants to go to their companion's place. Their companion is missing. So..." the voice paused, "What's the name of the woman next to you?"
Mu Wan almost fainted.
"Who are you?" she asked to the vast sea of stars.
She was answered only by silence, not even an echo could be heard.
Lord Shuangyue took the sleeve behind her elbow and tugged it here, signaling her not to mess around.
"Why don't you just tell me the names of her companions? That will make the little girl feel more at ease, right?" Shigeyuki-kun raised his head slightly, "Shuiwu-kun?"
"ah……"
She was relieved, and her whole body slumped in the void where darkness and flickering intertwined.
Dai Luan had been staring at the candle in a daze for a long time. Shan Hai put his arms on the table, lying down, probably resting. The table was filled with copper coins for divination, candles, and the white hair tie.
It was still very clean, and it looked like it had been carefully preserved. Chili and Moliang were not here. When Moliang came back with Dailuan, Chili called him away. She wanted to go for a walk with him and talk.
——Although it is very late now.
Yun Qingzhan and Yun Qingxian stood at the door, looking like two door gods. But these "door gods" had feelings and were alive. They looked inside and outside from time to time, waiting for Lord Jiyue and the others to come back.
. They didn’t dare to ask, because they heard Shanhai shouting softly in the room just before burning the incense: “Why aren’t you here?”
Why aren't you in the human world?
At this moment, the two girls suddenly looked forward at the same time.
——Someone is indeed here, but it is not their master, nor is it Shui Wujun.
"Ah——" Yun Qingxian made a sound unconsciously, and Qingzhan also opened his mouth.
"Shh."
The man made a gesture. The two girls nodded and let the door open. The wood in Suiyun Village was soft when pinched. They cut special wood from the mountains, so the objects made no sound - including the door.
.Until someone's shadow crept in from outside the door and enveloped the table.
"Why not? I think she is very close to us, I can almost smell her scent." Dai Luan said stupidly.
Shan Hai did not raise his head and made a muffled voice: "What does it smell like? It must be from the hair tie."
"A light, light fragrance." Dai Luan looked at the candle and gestured, "It is a smell that I have never smelled before and cannot describe. It is different from the flowers and fruits in the world. Maybe it comes from the sky.
"
"You're crazy."
"Maybe it's the sachet. Although she seems to have lost it... Oh, I've already seen her."
Dai Luan's cheeks were itchy and she felt like there were bugs crawling on them. But where did the bugs come from in such a cold day? She touched her face impatiently and hooked the hair that did not belong to her. She raised her head and saw a
A familiar face appeared, and then he sighed softly.
Shanhai suddenly raised his head.
"..."
"Really. I'm going crazy and hallucinating."
As she spoke, she clasped her hands together and suddenly patted Mu Wan's face.
"Hey, let me go -" she yelled, "Why are you beating people!"
It was probably these words that made Dai Luan stay for a while. She glanced at the mountains and seas, then turned to look at Qing Xian and Qing Zhan at the door - as well as Chi Li and Mo Liang who had returned from a walk at some point. IV.
Someone was whispering at the door, probably communicating something, but Dai Luan's mind went blank.
She grabbed Mu Wan's neck fiercely and didn't let go for a long time, almost strangling her to the point of losing her breath.
This was destined to be an unquiet night. If Chi Li and the others hadn't reminded her repeatedly, Dai Luan would have woken up the entire village.
"Do you know? That spiritual vein is so beautiful... I think about it now when I think about it. I was just scared and cold at the time. I haven't been with you for a long time - I used to be alone, but I didn't
I met you guys after walking for a long time. I haven't experienced any big storms yet." Mu Wan chirped, as if he wanted to make up for what he hadn't finished speaking in the past few days, "There are stars everywhere, above my head,
Underfoot, southeast, northwest, front, left, and right, everything is shining brightly, it’s so beautiful. I really regret that I can’t draw, otherwise I will have to find a way to draw it for you. But how to draw stars? They are luminous, aren’t they?
Should I use black paper and white ink? I..."
She spoke unbridled and irrelevant words, as if she was trying hard to cover up and heal the scars - visible and invisible. She wanted them to disappear in this bustle. This pale cover-up,
Almost everyone can see it. What's more, she wears her hair down.
"Liangqiu..." Shanhai interrupted her softly, "Your hair tie..."
"Ah!" She looked at the table and grabbed her hairband, "Isn't this at Mr. Jiyue's place? Why is he here? Has he been here before? I left him here before..."
Shanhai wanted to say something else, but in the end he felt it was inappropriate, so he closed his mouth. Dailuan had been listening, but now he suddenly rushed up and kissed her hard on the forehead. Xue Yangu's forehead
The jewelry almost pressed into her skin, like a prick, and it hurt a little. But it was much better than other forms of wounds and pain.
"You and Shan Hai scare me!" she shouted, "And Shi Wuqi, you both scare me!"
Mu Wan took her in his arms, hugged her gently, and said nothing more.
Shan Hai faced her face to face, and he took the opportunity to point to the door. Chi Li and Mo Liang were leaning against the door, keeping looking at her. The look in their eyes could not be said to be hostile or friendly, it was more like some kind of observation, some kind of
Examination. Normally, this kind of situation would definitely arouse Mu Wan's dissatisfaction. But she just sighed slightly and raised her eyebrows to express inquiry.
Dai Luan raised his head from her arms and said to her:
"They are Chi Li and Mo Liang...Mo Liang is the heir to the Mo family, the only heir."
"Ah, I've heard of it." Mu Wan nodded to him in a friendly manner, "It was a huge family... once."
Her last voice was very low, but Mo Liang still heard it. It would be better to say that she didn't try to hide it at the beginning, she just lowered her voice because she thought it was impolite.
"Once." Mo Liang repeated, not to provoke, but to confirm.
"Feel sorry……"
"It's okay, that's the truth."
Shan Hai frowned slightly, his pale lips trembled slightly, and as if mustering up courage, he gestured in the direction of Chi Li.
"That is... is, is - the daughter of your leader."
Mu Wan didn't seem to understand, and froze in her seat. She had no concept of this statement in her mind. On the contrary, Chi Li took two steps forward, stood in front of her, and looked straight at her.
"Are you my father's last disciple?"
"..."
"It doesn't look like me at all."
Outside the door, Shigetsuki-kun and Minazuki glanced at the small, candle-lit house that had been extremely lively before. Then, their eyes briefly intertwined.
Lord Shuangyue squinted his eyes and raised a finger, pointing at the side of his waist where the only sword hung.
