Chapter two hundred and sixty-seven: walking with the times
Mu Wan felt that the feathers he collected were heating up.
She always carries this feather close to her body. Although it would be more convenient to give it to Dai Luan, it is her own thing, and she prefers to keep it properly. Except when bathing and sleeping, it is always on her body.
They have not visited the mirage for a long time. It is said that when the Xiangyin Sect was alive, the believers would eventually be confused by the mirage and would not come out, or they could not distinguish between dreams and reality. That night, Mu Wan fell asleep on the couch,
I had a dream. In the dream, the sun suddenly appeared in the sky.
Then it fell down and landed in her arms. The sun was not dazzling, but it was so hot that she couldn't hold it in her hand. The sun rolled to the ground, burning a big hole in the ground. It fell into the ground like this.
Going deeper and deeper, she looked over and saw nothing.
Mu Wan opened her eyes suddenly. It was dark all around, and the moon was still hanging in the sky. It was great, it was just a dream, and the sun was not lost by her. She yawned and prepared to turn over and sleep.
Before turning around, she subconsciously glanced under the bed, as if to confirm whether there really was such a hole. But the Sun Hole was not found, and she saw a white thing.
Fighting back her sleepiness, she turned over and looked. It turned out that it was the token given to her by Long Miao. Wasn't it put away by herself and her clothes? Why was it here?
Mu Wan picked it up and was suddenly burned.
"hiss."
She turned around and saw that Aluan was still sleeping soundly. She breathed a sigh of relief. But at the same time, a faint uneasiness emerged in her heart.
Has anyone approached her? No. Kapok is dead. She asked Shuangyue Lord clearly the last time they met. The cold energy on his body was too strong, cutting off the resonance temperature of the feathers.
She picked it up carefully with her fingernails, no longer feeling sleepy.
"Liangqiu."
Now she was completely refreshed, and her whole body was shaking. But she quickly realized that it was Long Miao's voice. She thought she was hallucinating or not waking up, so she looked around and rubbed her ears.
.
"It's me." The voice continued, "I'm sorry, my demonic power cannot transform in front of you. I have something to ask you."
"What's wrong with you? What happened? You, are you okay now?"
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm almost recovered. The situation is urgent. Let me ask you, are you and Mo Liang together?"
"That's true, how do you know?" Mu Wan tried his best to lower his voice so as not to wake up Aluan.
"There might be something wrong with that kid."
"...What's the problem?"
"You and I are old acquaintances, I don't have to beat around the bush. Someone told me that the child might...be controlled by that knife."
"What?"
"Is there anyone with you?"
"Yes, Aluan is sleeping."
"Then I can't tell you too much. Can you come out tomorrow? Come and see me."
Mu Wan wasn't sure if her mind was completely clear now. She knew she was not in a dream, but she didn't know whether the person who called himself Long Miao was himself or whether what he said was true or false. After experiencing so many things,
She has already become worried.
But no matter what...this feather is worn by herself and has never been touched by anyone else. And it is indeed Long Miao's thing. She saw him take it off from her own wings with her own eyes. It can be used at this time.
The person it came to contact could only be Long Miao. Could it be that he was being controlled? Not sure. But what if he... was telling the truth?
What Mu Wan is most afraid of is the current scene.
I don’t know who to trust, who I can trust. The friends who accompany me day and night are suspicious, and friends who are far away from unknown places contact me abruptly. On one side is a benefactor who has a life-long friendship, and on the other is a close friend from the same family who has lived and died together.
"Okay, I'll think of a way...should I call Shanhai and the others?"
"The more people know about it, the more trouble it will be. I think you know this. Although I don't fully trust the person who told me about this matter, but if it involves your safety, I think it's better for us to talk. That's OK.
, I will give you an explanation about Cuipingtan."
"...Okay, I understand."
With a mixture of belief and suspicion, Mu Wan felt that her judgment had not yet recovered. She responded first, then thought about it again. After a little analysis, she felt that if someone controlled Long Miao, there must be an ulterior motive - for example
Incense burner or something. But he didn't mention a word for the time being, and she didn't know if he wanted to play a long game to catch a big fish. So she boldly tested:
"Do I need to bring anything? For example... an incense burner?"
"... Just use the things I leave you. You don't need to take anything with you. Ah, just grab a handy weapon."
Weapon? Could it be the Demon-Sealing Blade? But he didn't name it either...
"Then when will we meet tomorrow, and where should I go?"
"After noon, you tie this feather with a rope, and you go wherever it blows in the wind."
After saying that, the feather suddenly lost all its temperature, and her fingertips suddenly felt cold. She was still a little sleepy and confused, so she put the feather away and lay back on the bed. She tossed and turned for a while, but she didn't sleep.
As I sat there, I felt that this summer night was very hot. There was a short thunderstorm during the day. After the rain, the sky cleared up, and the sun became more intense. The temperature also lingered at night. It took a long time for the sleepiness to completely overcome the heat.
Defeated.
Maybe it was because she didn't have a good rest at night, so Mu Wan only felt a headache when she woke up. Xi Yu and Aluan chatted with Mo Liang, and she felt like there were several chickens living in her head that kept squawking. What happened yesterday?
In this conversation, she was definitely not in a dream. Long Miao only mentioned that she should bring a handy weapon, but did not mention the Demon-Sealing Blade.
Should I bring it myself?
Although Mr. Shuoyue said that this thing is enough for ordinary people to use without taking it out of the sheath. But she still doesn’t know the techniques and tips for using it. It is better to use an ordinary sword with it. From Longmiao
Judging from the tone of the message, maybe he was not sure about the reliability of the source, so there was a possibility of fighting at the destination? Or was it that the road was not safe? She regretted that she was too sleepy last night and did not ask clearly before taking action.
Mu Wan had been a little restless all morning, but except for the little ones, everyone seemed to have no energy. She didn't know why, because before going to bed, what A Luan could tell her didn't seem to be very important. She couldn't hear it either.
It was too late and she didn't hear the key part of what she wanted to know. Before going to bed, she was thinking about them and didn't sleep well, so she had strange dreams.
She stared at Dai Luan's Duan Chenhuan for a while in the morning, but gave up. First of all, this thing is very important to her, and it is also valuable in itself. She can't afford to pay for any mistakes. Besides, she has to untie the bandage before wrapping it again.
Go up...it's really numb
Annoyed. Speaking of which, that sword was really beautiful. The sword body was like solidified water waves, undulating and shimmering. But Ah Luan never used it again. Of course, things like swords are very important to Jianghu people.
That said, the less sheaths are taken out, the better.
After lunch, Xi Yu and Mu Wan were washing dishes. She turned to look at the sun outside the window, and she couldn't help but sigh.
"What's wrong?" Xi Yu asked casually.
"It's okay. I'm just feeling overwhelmed and want to go out for a walk."
"I want it too!"
"No, you don't want to." She put down the last plate, "Don't forget that your mission is to protect Mo Liang at all times."
"That makes sense."
"Uh..." Mu Wan stared at her.
"what?"
"Lend me your sword."
"what!"
"I want to go for a walk in the countryside, but I'm afraid of encountering wild animals or something."
"Wow, you don't take us with you when you go out."
"I want to be alone for a while. No one has moved around in the past few days, and I feel tired. I'll lend you the Demon-Sealing Blade to play with."
"Yeah - deal."
"If it gets damaged, I'll tell Chi Li and ask her to spread your ass."
"Hey."
So when the time came, Mu Wan took the sword and went out. She greeted Shanhai and the others and went out without anyone raising any suspicion.
According to the method Long Miao said, she walked forward according to the guidance of the feathers. It felt wonderful, it was as spiritual as a real bird. From a distance, she really seemed to be being pulled by a white bird.
It's just that the movement of this feather is more natural, and there is no need to flap the wings. It is very powerful, even if it walks against the wind, it is no problem.
She kept walking and walked a long way. Along the river, accompanied by the sound of gurgling water, she left the village and passed by groups of women from the laundry village chatting. She kept walking for a long time, and she began to feel a little bored. The surroundings
There was no change in the scenery, just water, grass, trees, and rocks. The weather was very hot and the sun made her dizzy. Fortunately, the running water could take away some of her irritability.
Suddenly a strong wind blew. The wind broke the thin strings and feathers. She panicked for a moment and ran after the feathers. She was not afraid of the wind before, so how could this happen? Mu Wan was so worried that she almost fell down.
Somersault.
The wind is also annoying. It neither blows the feathers away directly nor stops to return them to her. It does this intermittently, sometimes fast and sometimes slowly, like fishing. Whenever the wind weakens, it is just right.
It dropped to a position that she couldn't catch. Even if sometimes she felt that she could catch it immediately, it curled up and deliberately made it difficult for her to be naughty.
The wind carried the feathers deep into the forest. She walked a few steps, but she didn't know which tree the feathers landed on. She had a headache and was annoyed. She should have twisted the thread a few more strands.
"Ah, Takimiao!"
She saw someone leaning against a tree, wearing exactly the same clothes as Long Miao. She immediately ran forward and complained:
"Don't do this kind of thing again next time! I almost died from exhaustion."
"Aren't you living a good life?"
Hearing this voice, she felt a chill in her heart.
He is not Long Miao - she is a female voice, and I seem to have heard it somewhere.
"Long Miao" turned around, and the clothes on his body gradually faded away, revealing his original appearance. A cold smile suddenly appeared on the expressionless face, until the outline completely became that of a woman.
"Is it you?!" Mu Wan suddenly pulled out his sword.
