Chapter two hundred and seventy-first: no sympathy with others
Ye Yuejun wanted to heal the injured Hongyan, so Shi Wuqi, Miss Qi, Mo Liang and Xi Yu rushed back, while the master and apprentice accompanied Mu Wan to find Long Miao. It was easy to say, but the feather had already drifted away.
Wherever it is, even if it is still here, I don't know whether it was burned by Yu'e or whether it was crushed by the Tengu gravel in the soil.
They were eager to save people, but no one remembered that the incense burner was still in the old lady's house. However, no one thought that it was so far away, and that something so dangerous and time-consuming happened. The sun was setting, and the sky was like blood.
The four of them were running back, and Mo Liang suddenly fell down. Xi Yu helped him up and asked her if she was injured. If she was injured, she should tell her.
"...I'm fine." He just said that - he always said that.
"Don't be brave, kid, it will be more troublesome if you hold it in and don't say anything." Shi Wuqi squatted down, "What's wrong?"
"I feel weak." Mo Liang just said, "Maybe I worked too hard just now."
"We were supposed to help you get rid of the curse. What went wrong for you? Isn't it contrary to the purpose?"
Shi Wuqi touched his head and felt a little hot, but it was hard to tell whether it was from the sun. Xi Yu went to hold his hand and said:
"He must have suffered from heatstroke. His temperature is usually very low... Oops! Why are you -"
Before she could speak, Shi Wuqi grabbed Mo Liang's hidden hand. His hand was very hot, and there was a sharp white bone spur on the back of his hand. Wu Qi frowned and looked at him, his face looking very bad.
"Can I touch it?"
"……good."
He thought for a while and finally agreed. After all, he knew that refusing would be useless.
Shi Wuqi stretched out his hand, but didn't touch it for a long time. A strange feeling emerged in his heart, a kind of prediction, a kind of suggestion. The more obvious the strong uneasiness became, the more he wanted to understand it all.
As if trying to hold repulsive magnets together, Shi Wuqi suddenly stretched out his hand and put two fingers on the side of the bone spur.
Shi Wuqi suddenly felt as if his whole body was electrified, and he flicked his hand away from Mo Liang's. Just for a moment, many beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his lips trembled slightly, and his face turned pale. Such as fear, anger, and shock.
It was rare to see such an extreme expression on Shi Wuqi's face. There was even a look in his eyes.
There was some bloodshot eyes, and there was a buzzing echo in my head, as if I had recovered from an environment in another world, with a daze like waking up from a dream, or a sense of joy like being drowned on shore, or an emotion similar to the aftermath of a disaster.
It was surging in his heart. He felt his teeth trembling, but it wasn't just fear.
"What, what's wrong?"
Mo Liang was a little scared. It wasn't that he was worried about himself, but that Shi Wuqi's reaction didn't seem like he was fine.
"Nothing." He blurted out.
Even a fool would find it suspicious to say that he was fine. No matter how much Xi Yu pestered him, he would not say a word.
How should he tell them that what he just saw was the tragic death of the Mo family from ancient times to the present?
From ancient times to the present, all.
Hundreds of faces flashed before his eyes one by one and at the same time. Not only that, the pain, thoughts and memories of each person's death were also projected on Shi Wuqi's body. The huge information flow was like a tsunami, like
The thunder caused him to lose control of his body in that brief moment, and he almost forgot who he was.
That was really too miserable.
It's not that Shi Wuqi has never seen a family murder case, more than one. But he swore that this was the first time he encountered it. Death, a large number of deaths, countless, made the owner of the skeleton feel numb. One in ten thousand, or
The probability of one in a million - they will all happen to the Mo family. Fighting, disease, accidents, suicide, and countless bizarre ways of death are mixed in.
He always felt that there was something else mixed in.
Are all their surnames Mo?
There were too many people, and he couldn't make a correct judgment in a moment. He couldn't tell the two children, so he swallowed them all and pretended that nothing happened.
"Wait!" Wu Qi suddenly noticed something strange, "Give me your sword!"
Mo Liang saw that he couldn't hide it, but he didn't want to give him the knife. So Shi Wuqi grabbed Gui Tan again. He held the sword horizontally in his hand and stared at the bone that had grown out of nowhere.
Is the sword shorter than before? He didn't think so.
"Here, what should I do? When did this happen? How can I explain to my aunt and the master that I can't protect you...will you die? You don't want to die..."
The dejected words made people even more heartbroken. Shi Wuqi relaxed his grip on the sword slightly and tightened it again. He wished he could crush this damn sword, break all the messy curses, and then send them back to Xueyan Valley to practice in peace.
The scent of returning soul is gone. But it is impossible. He knows that he cannot destroy this sword. Even if he destroys it, Mo Liang may die.
"You can't overdraw your life anymore." Shi Wuqi said sincerely, "You are still very young."
Mo Liang said honestly: "I didn't think too much. I know Liangqiu is a good person. A good person shouldn't die, let alone be killed by his shikigami. Chi Li likes her, the whole sect likes her, and I like her too,
I can't stand to see anything happen to her and her shikigami."
Shi Wuqi didn't know what to say. To be honest, he was not so "thorough" and not so "noble". He knew very well that the extreme measure he was going to take at that time was to directly kill the out-of-control Tengu. Of course, less than
He wouldn't do it if he had to, but
Mo Liang took the lead. Naturally, he quickly simulated what would happen next in his mind, but the conclusion was that it was not important, as long as a person is alive, emotions such as gratitude or resentment are secondary. Everyone has
After death, where would all the joy, anger, sorrow, and seven emotions and six desires come from?
Until now, he didn't feel that what he did was wrong. However, Mo Liang took the lead in drawing the sword, which led to another bad consequence, which was not what he wanted to see. But there was no way, he
Know that the responsibility actually does not lie with you.
This did not prevent him from feeling unspeakable grief.
"Almost every bone is proof that you sacrificed your life for others." He said, "You can only live for yourself in the future - because you are not far from death. You can occasionally do something for yourself.
"
"...Maybe you are right. This time, it seems to be growing faster than before." Mo Liang's voice was very soft, but very powerful, "But whatever I do is my own choice, and it is all for my own sake."
I live. If I didn’t have them and you in my life, I don’t know if I could survive until now.”
"You will die. If you die you won't be able to see all of us."
"Let's put it this way... Would you rather be a mayfly on the water, watching the height of summer for a day, living and dying, or would you rather live forever in a pool of stagnant water, alone and in the dark, until the sea withers away?"
Shi Wuqi was speechless. For the first time, he felt that he could not speak to a child.
"Well, since you are willing to choose this way, it doesn't matter." He lamented, "I believe you won't regret it."
"No!" Xi Yu listened for a long time, tasting something wrong, "Why does it sound like you are going to die? Can you not die, can you live well? We don't want you to worry about anything..."
"I want to ask you to help me with something." He said sincerely, ignoring Xi Yu's nonsense for the time being.
"What is it?"
"Don't tell Mr. Ye Yue yet...for now...and Liangqiu."
"You can't hide it," Shi Wuqi said, "They are neither blind nor stupid. If you don't tell them, do you think they can't see?"
He still remembered that the moment Mo Liang raised his sword, the light directly overflowed from the wrapped strips of cloth and melted them all. Now that a third bone had appeared, it was even harder to hide the cloth.
"It can be hidden for a while. It's not that I don't intend to let them know, I just want them to be sad later..."
"But they will still be sad in the end."
"It's the only thing I can do... They've done enough for me."
The sun has completely set, and only a little light is struggling in the western sky. The sunset is beautiful today, and the weather will definitely be good tomorrow.
Shanhai and the others found Long Miao before it got dark. They could have met her earlier, but Long Miao waited too long and couldn't contact Mu Wan, so she felt something was wrong. He turned back to look for her, but happened to miss them.
Fortunately, several people finally encountered it, because two roving swan geese suddenly showed them the way.
"You're okay! That's great, I thought..."
Mu Wan took two steps forward. Shanhai held her and looked her up and down, confirming that Long Miao was indeed him. He was not much different from when he left, but he was a little more decent.
"You left without saying goodbye that day." Shan Hai said quietly, "Now you suddenly contacted Mu Wan."
Dai Luan said unceremoniously: "Let her come alone, which will inevitably make people feel suspicious."
Long Miao was really innocent, and he felt that there was some misunderstanding. Moreover, judging from their state, they were indeed in trouble. His keen sense of smell allowed him to smell a familiar, sweet smell from these three people.
This made him a little suspicious.
"I also heard what others said...you should tell them."
"If they hadn't come to save me, I would have been killed by the butterfly spirit."
"Butterfly spirit?" Long Miao frowned.
"What, you know him?"
"...It was because I didn't think carefully. I had no other choice at the time and didn't know who to believe. If you said that, I knew that the monster had other agendas. She was the one who told me that Mo Liang had been controlled by Gui Tan.
Let me remind you to be careful."
Under the moonlight, his quiet eyes glowed with light.
"I think... Mo Liang is normal." Mu Wan said, "He saved me. If he could kill, he would have taken advantage of that opportunity to kill us all. She obeys Lord Xueyue, don't want to sow discord.
.”
"I went to find you very early. But the woods over there seemed to be under some kind of spell, covering up all the breath and disturbing the original road. If Yu'e wants to kill you... I'm afraid it's their fault.
.”
Long Miao took a deep breath, and the warm air filled her chest.
"I'm sorry for you." He said again.
"If you are really sorry, you have to go back with us." Shanhai negotiated with him, "We are in trouble."
