Chapter 3436 The mountains are high and the water is far away, I have my new master
After walking out of Mo Mansion, Jiu Ci returned to his mansion in the drizzle.
There were two sculptures of him placed on both sides in front of his mansion. Every time Jiu Ci walked here and saw the sculptures, he wanted to recite a poem.
Probably only Jiuci's mansion would write on the plaque: Thousands of girls' dreams.
After that, there was a wave of young men from the Qian clan who would find someone to carve two sculptures of themselves and place them in front of their mansions, secretly replacing the plaques with fancy words.
Because of this, these young men were beaten severely by the elders of the clan.
Jiuci did not return to the mansion, but sat on the long steps in front of the mansion in the rain.
Late at night, Jiu Ci opened the door and entered the house.
In the main room, in the secret room behind the secret compartment, the dark blue ghost fire swayed phantom, and a deep and cold air quietly filled the air.
Jiu Ci walked to the end of the secret room and found the soul-eating scythe that was covered in dust.
It was an eight-foot-long sickle, with a handle like a spear, a curve like a crescent moon, scarlet as blood, and a lustrous color.
Jiu Ci's hand gently touched the soul-eating scythe, and lightning flashed across his arm. It was so painful that Jiu Ci pulled his hand away, and the lightning disappeared.
Jiu Ci turned pale and smiled bitterly: "Are you angry with me?"
His soul-eating scythe contained an extremely powerful weapon spirit, which grew by devouring ghosts. During those unforgettable years, they relied on each other, fought side by side, and overcame many difficulties.
Later, he ignored everything and devoted himself to the sun, leaving his "comrades" behind.
"I will never touch you again, please choose a new master." Jiuci said sadly.
When Jiu Ci turned around, a powerful and ancient voice came from the Soul-Eating Scythe: "You are no longer worthy of having Soul-Eating. Jiu-Ci, please go. You and Soul-Eating have long since severed ties with each other."
Jiuci turned his back to the Soul-Eating Scythe, paused in his steps, and looked back for a long time, looking at the Soul-Eating Scythe complicatedly, with a feeling of reluctance in his eyes.
"Feel sorry."
"Why bother apologizing? The roads are different, just go one way or another. From now on, you have your sister, and I have my new master. We will never meet each other even though we are far apart." Soul Eater Spirit said.
Jiuci frowned and finally walked out with his legs.
When the stone door closed, the soul-eating scythe was hidden here and disappeared without a trace.
Jiu Ci, his soul-eating scythe can no longer be found.
Qi Ling was disheartened.
Jiuci faced the autumn wind, and his figure disappeared into the night.
On a rainy night, neither the cold stars nor the white moon can be seen.
The soul-eating road hurts others and hurts yourself.
Since he has love in his heart, why should he take the path of soul-eating again?
Since then, there has been one less ghost hunter in the world.
Jiu Ci sat on the stone with his feet on the haystacks and his head drooped, without any energy.
A pair of soft white boots stopped and came into Jiu Ci's field of vision.
The rain stopped hitting his head. Jiu Ci looked up and saw Mo You holding an umbrella and a handkerchief to wipe away the water stains on his forehead.
"Xiaoyou, why are you here?" Jiuci asked.
Mo You didn't say anything and only concentrated on wiping the water stains on his face. Jiu Ci wanted to hold her hand and hold her, but he was afraid that the water stains on his body would stain her.
"Don't get wet in the rain, you might get sick." After a long while, Mo You said.
The gloomy anger between Jiu Ci's brows dissipated, and there was no sadness left, leaving only a smile: "You treat me so well."
Mo You held the umbrella in one hand, and suddenly grabbed Jiu Ci's chin with the other hand, and kissed Jiu Ci gently on the lips.
Jiu Ci's eyes widened slightly, and then suddenly tightened. Mo You, who has always been passive and cold, could actually do such a rogue thing?
Mo You frowned and stood up: "Are you excited?"
Jiuci: "..." How can any girl ask such a question openly? Are you not shy at all?
However, his heart was beating like thunder, almost suffocating, and he kept pretending to be calm.
"What about you? Are you feeling excited?" Jiuci asked back.
Moyou gently touched his chest with his hand and smiled: "I forgot to tell you that the people of the Dream Clan have no heart."
Jiu Ci was stunned. He had never thought that Mo You would have no intention, and he didn't believe it either.
He clasped Mo You's wrist tightly, closed his eyes, and used his original energy to look into Mo You's heart.
Mo You had no intention of resisting and let Jiu Ci check his heart. Jiu Ci's brows were furrowed and twisted together to form the character "Chuan".
If he were a normal cultivator, if he used his strength to examine his internal organs, the heart would be composed of red light and bloodshot eyes. However, with Mo You, he only saw darkness.
No! It’s not so much darkness as it is an emptiness that cannot be described in words. It is a kind of emptiness that makes people panic. It is like the desolation of chaos, and it is also like the end of the vast universe.
When Jiu Ci opened his eyes again, Mo You was still as cold as ice, looking at him with indifferent eyes.
Two lines of clear tears flowed from those beautiful almond blossom eyes, and Mo You gradually smiled: "I have no heart, but I want to cry. The thought of not being able to stay with you forever makes me want to cry."
Jiu Ci's heart twitched and ached. He suddenly pulled Mo You into his arms and held her tightly.
The umbrella fell to one side, and light rain fell on the two of them.
"Don't cry." Jiuci said softly, "My father said that a man who makes his sweetheart cry is not a good man."
Mo You closed her eyes lightly, hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hands, and hugged Jiu Ci tightly.
The old man from the Holy Lady's Mansion stood behind the rockery, leaning on a cane and hunched over, looking helplessly at the two people hugging each other.
The old man's sighs were scattered in the rain. The old man walked towards the Holy Lady's Mansion, his back was lonely and slightly desolate.
People of the Dream Clan will not be tempted by the Human Race. But once they are tempted, they will never come back.
"Young children always believe in love, and are willing to live and die for it, no matter how hard they hit their head against the south wall and bleed, how they don't cry heartbrokenly at night, or how disappointed they are.
Will come back."
The old man smiled and said that the dim light in his eyes was the passing years.
Who has not been young and loved...
He has been here.
The only thing worth mentioning in this world is love.
Love hates the beating of the heart the most.
The old man walked through the Palace of Saints and murmured in a low voice: "Go to love, go to pain, and never look back until you die once."
That night, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, just like the beating of my heart in my ears.
Every time he hugged Jiu Ci, Mo You could feel the intense heartbeat in his empty left chest.
"I can't have children." Moyou said.
"I don't like children." Jiuci hugged her waist gently.
"I have no heart."
"You have me, and I will give you my heart."
"I will die at any time."
"I'll be with you anytime."
"..."
Mo You smiled, put his arms around Jiu Ci's neck, and buried his face in his neck.
"Jiuchi, I love you."
"It is truly an honor for me to be loved by the Holy Lady."
The existence of Ye Qingge gave Jiu Ci a warm light in his heart, and he came up with the idea of taking the right path.
The existence of Moyou has healed his past sorrow and grief, and he no longer knows what it feels like to be sad. Xiaoyou, I love you.