When I woke up, I felt cold all over, the surroundings were pitch black, and my vision was even more blurry. Mo Shuruo moved his head and vaguely heard the sound of water dripping. He struggled to sit up from the ground, and he didn't know how long he had been there.
The muscles suddenly contracted, causing her to gasp in pain. After she recovered, she realized that the place she was in was a cave that was always wet.
Mo Shuruo managed to walk a few steps while holding on to the stone wall. Looking back, he vaguely remembered that he had been knocked unconscious by someone.
There was no way out of the cave with an unobstructed view. She raised her head and looked at the moon above her head and curled her lips. She didn't know who was so cruel and tied her up and threw her into such a dry cave.
After being sleepy for several days, I was afraid that no one would care about me even if I died.
She sat down on a relatively dry stone, and after thinking for a long time, she couldn't figure out who brought her here. Just at this moment, footsteps came from outside the cave, and she jumped up and ran back and forth in a panic.
Then she suddenly stopped. There was really no place to hide in the cave, and it was even more unrealistic to pretend to be dead. After a long mental struggle, she sat down again. Although she was very scared, she still planned to take a look at the person who kidnapped her.
Who is it?
Someone jumped down from the Tiancai. The moonlight darkened for a moment and then lit up again. There was already a figure in front of her. She could not get any effective information except that she was covered in black robes.
"The people of the Mo family are really unusual." The voice was so gloomy that one could not distinguish between male and female.
She blinked and grinned: "Thank you for the compliment."
The man sneered: "Aren't you curious who I am?"
Mo Shuruo said: "Isn't it just to hide your identity by covering up your whole body? Besides, even if I ask, you may not tell me, so why should I waste my words and say meaningless things?"
"If you speak sharply, you won't be afraid of getting into trouble!"
She asked back: "Which thing in the Mo family doesn't get you into trouble?"
The man in black snorted coldly: "It's because you are so troublesome that you are here today."
She heard something, "Does the matter of Xinling have anything to do with you?"
The man in black probably thought she was setting a trap for him, so he sneered: "You Mo family are very capable, come up with evidence."
Uncle Mo couldn't bear to taint every word of the Mo family. Seeing the man's ridicule, he said angrily: "You know the evil you have done best. Although I have no evidence at this time, the truth is the truth, and it will always be made public.
one day."
"The truth?" The man in black raised his head and laughed.
Mo Shuruo frowned, looking confused.
The man in black suddenly stepped up and lifted the clothes from her chest. The movement was so fast that she was so frightened that she even forgot to breathe.
The man in front of him was ruthless and mysterious. In a head-to-head encounter, Mo Shuruo was no match for him, whether it was force or words.
The man's voice was gloomy, "I was going to kill you, but as you said, I have to let you live to take a closer look at the truth and take a look at this ugly world." After saying that, he left her and faced her.
took a step back.
The feeling of oppression went away, and Mo Shuruo took a deep breath.
Did he just mean that he wouldn't kill her?
I saw that the man was about to jump out again.
Once this man left, she didn't know how long she would stay in the cave. Her grandfather was not in good health, and if she made him frightened again, she would really die.
No matter what, we must not sit still and wait for death. Besides, our lives have been guaranteed, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
Mo Shuruo jumped over and grabbed the man in black's robe, "You tied me because the Mo family interfered with Xinling, but speaking of which, I have no grudge against you. Even a heinous sinner should know who he was killed by."
Right."
The man in black looked at her quietly, "What do you want to know?"
Although this man looked fierce, he was willing to let her go, so it was obvious that he was not cruel in nature.
"Tell me, who are you?" She suddenly shook her head and frowned: "No, I must have seen you." She remembered the first time she encountered a dead body when she was in Baiyue, and what she saw when Yan Jue rescued her.
The man in black who warned them.
An idea flashed in her mind, "Yes, it must be!" She raised his right hand and raised it. Although even the hand was covered, she still said her guess, "You are Jinglou Xue, right?"
The man in black seemed to be panicking. He waved away Mo Shuruo and opened her with a palm. Mo Shuruo fell to the ground and raised his head again. The man in black was gone.
Her throat felt sweet, and a trace of bright red slowly slipped from the corner of her mouth. She didn't bother to wipe it, and just sat on the ground in a daze.
It is no wonder that you are so panicked!
If this person is really Jinglou Xue, then why did she put the poison to harm Baiyue? Didn't she fall in love with Baiyue Xi? What is her purpose? And there is the biggest doubt here, that is Jinglou
Xue went crazy suddenly. Maybe if you understand the reason for her madness, many questions can be easily solved. But if this person is not Jinglou Xue, who is he? Who would think that Baiyue is in civil strife, and Baiyue will be hostile to Baiyue once chaos breaks out?
Who benefits?
An answer suddenly popped into my head.
Mo Shuruo quickly shook his head in denial. It couldn't be the second guess, it didn't make sense...the more he denied it, the more likely it seemed...
Something is slowly surfacing, and with just a little guidance, the fragments can be connected to form the general truth of the matter. But at this time, a conjecture emerged, the water became turbid again, and the matter once again had no clue.
She closed her eyes, struggling in her heart, "Is it Jinglouxue or..."
No matter which conjecture it is, as long as one of them is proved, the other one will be self-defeating.
After being quiet for a long time, she suddenly opened her eyes, as if remembering something, she quickly took out a wooden box from her pocket. When she opened it, it actually contained the snow statue of the Beijing Tower that she had picked up. She picked it up and looked closely, and seemed to find what she wanted.
When asked for an answer, his eyes were filled with shock for a moment, but later he murmured as if he was relieved: "Yes, as long as you confirm this, you will find a breakthrough."
In the hand that was slowly lowered, the orchid finger of the woman with flying wood-carved skirt was slightly raised, and her movements were obviously dancing with the wind. On the slender index finger of her right hand, if you look carefully, you can see that there is even a delicate knuckle ring carved on it.
There are many customs of human sacrifice in Baiyue. For example, children born in the Yin period will be given a ring symbolizing their mission when they turn eighteen. This ring will be taken out of the hot stove and then inserted into their bodies.
The index finger, after the pain, can never be taken off.
As long as you can see the right hand of the man in black, the identity of the murderer will be clear.
Mo Shuruo sat in the cave all night, until the sky gradually turned white, and the man in black finally came back. The thing thrown casually was a white-faced steamed bun bought at the market, and Mo Shuruo picked it up and squatted aside and ate it slowly.
, occasionally peeking at the man in black who was meditating on the spot.
She was thinking about how to uncover the hand veil of the man in black to prove that the person in front of her might be the legendary Jinglouxue who was burned to death. But she was very conflicted. It was not that Jinglouxue was crazy.
Well, if this man in black is really her, why does he act so normal? It’s really puzzling.
Mo Shuruo shook his head and sighed. There was a sudden pain in his hand, and the man in black jumped over and grabbed her arm.
"What are you thinking! Let me tell you, don't think that anyone will come to save you." The man's voice was strange, as if he was shouting due to extreme uneasiness.
Uncle Mo struggled hard in pain, "Let go, it hurts."
Perhaps because he was impatient with her struggle, the man in black pushed her outward hard. How could Uncle Mo withstand such treatment and directly hit the stone wall. Not to mention the physical pain from the hit, he had put it in his arms before.
The wooden sculpture inside was also knocked out, and rolled to the man's feet with two clatters. He was stunned for a moment, and then bent down to pick it up with trembling hands.
Mo Shuruo sat on the ground and watched quietly.
She saw the man in black holding the wooden sculpture and staggering back several steps, muttering something softly as he backed away. When she listened carefully, she saw the man in black leaping in front of her like the wind, grabbing her shoulders, and was so excited that she could not speak incoherently.
, even forgetting to disguise his voice, "Who are you? Where did you get this wood carving? Tell me, tell me!"
She frowned. Although her shoulders were dug into by the nails of the man in black, there was still a smile on her face, "I picked it up."
She guessed correctly after all, this person was indeed Jinglou Xue.
"Do you think I will believe it?" The man in black lifted her from the ground, pressed her hard against the stone wall, and yelled: "Tell me, what is your relationship with Baiyue Xi? Did he marry you? Where is he now?
?”
Mo Shuruo struggled for a long time, but this man was stronger than her, so he could only yell loudly: "I don't know Baiyue Xi. You stopped me from coming to Baiyue all the way. Don't you know my life experience!"
This sentence seemed to remind the man in black, "Yes, you are from the Mo family. You came to Baiyue to check on me. You are the same as them. You want me dead!"
There was something wrong with her voice, like a sign of illness. Who knew next, the man in black grabbed her neck and held it down, "You are all liars, Jing Zhaoxian is a liar, Baiyue
Xi is also a liar. Do you think I will believe you? I will kill you so no one can stop me from taking revenge on them."
The air in his chest was getting less and less, and Mo Shuruo's whole face turned red from holding it in. He slapped the man in black's arm vigorously, while squeezing out as many words as possible, "If you kill me... you will spend the rest of your life
Just... Baiyue Xi can no longer be found..."
The hands loosened in an instant, and she had no support. She fell to the ground along the stone wall. Jinglouxue raised her hand and grabbed half of her arms, "Do you know where Baiyue Xi is? Take me to find him, otherwise I will
Kill you!"
After Mo Shuruo regained his breath, he coughed a few times, shook his head and said, "He is in a place where others can't find him. If you want to see him, you must answer a few questions from me."
"what is the problem?"
She sat up awkwardly and took out the wooden box containing wet soil from her pocket, "Did you put the corpse poison?"
"yes."
She was surprised that Jinglou Xue answered so directly. She touched her nose and continued: "Why are you looking for him?"
"I want to ask him clearly why he broke his vow and married another woman?"
Mo Shuruo felt a headache. Baiyue Xi had obviously died under her sword, so how could he marry another woman? In the end, he had no choice but to say silently in his heart: She is already crazy, she is already crazy...
She should not rely too much on external factors for everything, and she had to figure everything out by herself.
Mo Shuruo looked at the eyes under the brim of his hat, "Do you want to see him again?" Without waiting for anyone to answer, he lowered his head and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured two pills into the palm of his hand and handed it to her.
Jinglouxue did not pick it up, but asked cautiously: "What is this?"
"Psychic Gu. I want to see if I can find some clues from your memory." Seeing that she still didn't want to answer, Mo Shuruo stopped his hand and shrugged helplessly, "If you don't want to, forget it.
But other than that, I have no other way to find him for you."
Jinglou Xue grabbed one with her hand and was stunned for a moment. Her voice suddenly became softer and said, "Can you really help me find him without lying to me?"
Mo Shuruo said: "I promise."
She stretched out her hand to lift her hat, and the light from the sky was clearly reflected on her pale face. Her hair was messy and without any decoration. Her long black hair made her eyes brighter. Although her face looked sick,
But it is not difficult to confirm that Jinglou Xue is indeed a very beautiful woman!
Mo Shuruo was a little surprised. She thought that the person who awakened so many corpses with the corpse-eating Gu must be an extremely ugly person. At least she couldn't believe it at all. The cold-blooded beauty in front of her had indeed done that.
thing.
"I have been looking for him for a long time." Mo Shuruo was shocked by her sudden choking. Jing Louxue lowered her head to look at the wooden carving in her hand. When she raised her head, she was filled with tears. "Even if he betrayed me... I just want to see him.
Why is he avoiding me..."
She couldn't say anything, but she raised her head and swallowed the pills without any complaints. Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes. Mo Shuruo watched her slowly lying on the ground, and suddenly felt very sad.
If she knew Baiyue Xi was killed by herself, how cruel it would be for her...
***
In July of the year when Jing Louxue was eighteen years old, it rained heavily for half a month in the capital of South Vietnam. Although there were many floods in various places, this could not prevent the branding from happening.
The sky was dark and drizzle continued, and the entire South Vietnamese capital was crowded with people holding umbrellas and riding horse-drawn carriages. It was not known whether they were just here to join in the fun, or because one of the cursed people was a relative of his.
There was a commotion in the crowd, and people began to stand on tiptoes and look up. A tall horse slowly entered from the city gate, and it seemed that apart from the sound of rain, the only sounds in the world were the sound of horses' iron hooves and the rolling wheels. After the first carriage entered the city,
People on both sides of the road began to kneel down on their own initiative, close their eyes and pray.
Jinglouxue's carriage was in the third carriage, and she had seen women crying for her father and mother in the first two carriages. Her calm and unhurried look seemed to be the strongest in the world.
The first time Jing Lou Xue saw Bai Yue Xi was in this scene.
She stood proudly on the carriage, her eyes unwavering, wearing a long snow-white dress like a white plum in winter, aloof and thousands of miles away from others.
Bai Yue Xi Tong was dressed in snow-white, so white that even this gray-black world was just dust. He held a brown bamboo umbrella and stood among the people kneeling on the ground, like a white crane standing in the swamp, as attractive as
Attention.
He raised his head, his eyes met hers in mid-air, and her arrogant face suddenly grinned at him.
Maybe it was just because each other met such a person who was different from others that everything happened after that; or maybe, God destined them to chase each other like butterflies in the end, so they had such a shocking display.
In the huge square, the blue iron stove gave off a dazzling light, and black and gray figures gathered under the high platform of the square. On the high platform, a woman was dragged and carried to a piece of wood with holes by two strong men. The woman screamed hoarsely.
The desperate cries echoed throughout the world, so shocking.
Some people under the high platform couldn't bear to stare and turned their heads, but no one dared to step forward and yell to stop!
Under the woman's hard struggle, the two men hugged her body tightly, but in front of the God of Death, the woman's strength was beyond the control of the two muscular men. The two guards who came up later finally grabbed the woman's right hand.
Putting it into a wooden hole like a tiger head gate, accompanied by the woman's cry, the wizard seemed to have not heard anything, calmly recited the incantation, and in a God-given way, quickly clamped the ring that had just been taken out of the stove with iron tongs.
Put it on her index finger.
The heart-rending screams almost shattered the eardrums, but this happened once a year. Once you got used to it, it was just as normal as hearing a dog barking in the middle of the night.
The screams ended when the woman fainted.
The second person to go up was a young man. Although he was not as timid as the woman, he still stepped forward tremblingly. People who have never experienced pain think that pain is just like an ant trap. Only when they encounter pain do they understand that
This bone-gnawing and flesh-burning feeling is enough to make a man burst into tears and scream in front of countless people.
When Jinglouxue walked onto the high platform, people thought that she would be like the first two people. Even if she pretended to be calm, she would be in a state of despair in the end.
No one knew what she was feeling at that time. People only saw her looking back at the pavilion behind the high platform. The pavilion was filled with nobles, where officials and businessmen were located. Of course, Jing Zhaoxian, the father of Jinglouxue and the leader of South Vietnam, also
in it.
She never looked back at every step, without the need for the guards to suppress her. She stepped forward and handed a pair of stunningly beautiful slender hands directly to the wizard in front of the stove. Everyone was surprised by her behavior, including Baiyue Xi in the crowd.
Under the sound of cool rain, her cold voice pierced the sky, "Things in the world have always been unpredictable. The so-called birth, old age, illness and death, what is coming will eventually come. Do you really think that by taking our lives, you can exchange for Chang'an in South Vietnam?"
Such disobedient words came out of her mouth, but no one refuted it. The sensible people have long been impatient with this disguised act of killing. Unfortunately, living in a country that believes in ghosts and gods, they can only dare to be angry but dare not
Word.
The wizard's cloudy eyes reflected her unstained integrity. She thought she had seen something terrible, so she froze in place.
Looking at the flaming red ring, she frowned slightly, but stretched her right hand forward without hesitation. Her face was hidden under her hair. Apart from her shoulders shaking with pain, people could only hear the squeaking sound of her flesh being burned. The world was silent, and in an instant, they saw
She stepped forward and put her right hand into a large vat filled with ice water. She looked up at the sky, sweat and tears flowing down her pale cheeks. Apart from frowning in pain and gritting her teeth, she did not do anything.
action.
Baiyue Xi frowned involuntarily, and he clearly saw blood falling drop by drop under her tightly squeezed left hand.
This woman who is stronger than a man is unique in this world.
When the whole Baiyue wanted her to die, her only surrender was in that one look back, but when she looked back, the greatest man in her mind did not lend a helping hand to her.
No one cares about how she feels, that's why she has to be strong.
The second time we met was on the dimly lit Ghost Festival in October. She stood in a daze under a big tree hung with lanterns, and there was someone beside her at some point.
Baiyue Xi chuckled: "Miss, do you still remember me?"
Jinglou Xue came back to her senses and looked at him. After a moment, she raised half of her lips and smiled beautifully, "I remember you." She said it as if she was chatting up someone else, without any shyness.
Baiyue Xi said: "No, you don't remember me. We met earlier. It's just that I always remember you, but you forgot about me."
"Really?" She thought for a moment and said, "Then from now on, I promise not to forget you again."
That is the purest vow, so beautiful that even everything in the world loses its color.
Time passed forward, and in the late winter when she was twenty years old, Jinglouxue overheard a conversation between Jing Zhaoxian and a young woman. For some reason, the woman lamented, "I am your daughter, why would you rather raise her?"
Even the cursed person refuses to acknowledge me?"
Jing Zhaoxian raised his hand and slapped the woman on the face, "Idiot! Why do you think your father has not recognized you since you were a child? You were the one who was born in the Yin period. Lou Xue's pain in the past twenty years is just because of being a father.
I want you to live, so let her die on your behalf!"
Jinglou Xue Liushen Wuzhu flew out of the house, feeling funny for a moment. No wonder she had tried her best since childhood but still couldn't get a smile from him. This stalwart figure she had relied on for twenty years was just a scam in the end.
That day, she met a woman in black robe. The woman claimed that she could recognize the past and the present, and used illusions to weave an illusion, allowing her to see Baiyue Xi worshiping with another woman. Because of his extreme personality and the impact of his life experience, it was impossible to see him like this again.
In this scene, he suddenly fainted after spitting out a mouthful of blood. When he woke up the next day, he was crazy and confused.
Everyone said that Jinglouxue was crazy! The woman who used to be as cold and arrogant as ice is now angry and stupid, and she has actually gone crazy.
What is even more shocking is that Baiyue Xi, the grandson of Baiyue Marquis, married Jinglou Xue despite opposition.
The subsequent memories were simply nightmares. Deceived by the woman in black robes, Jinglouxue learned sorcery from her and began to take revenge. She trapped the woman with the real identity of Jinglouxue in the room and set the whole place on fire.
house, and then left the Jing family.
Everyone thought that Jing Louxue was dead, except Jing Zhaoxian who knew that it was not her, Jing Louxue, who died, but his biological daughter, Jing Zhaoxian.
What was said on the high platform that day was that in the cycle of cause and effect, what should come will eventually come. Since then, Jinglouxue has continued to create living corpses, bringing disaster after disaster to Baiyue.
Mo Shuruo's whole body twitched, and he suddenly woke up from the dream. So many memories that were not his own were forcibly fed into him, and he felt a splitting headache for a moment.
The rising sun shone in from the Tianxue. Jinglou Xue was still sleeping. Mo Shuruo leaned against the stone wall and looked at Jinglou Xue again, his eyes filled with unspeakable distress.
The woman in her memory was obviously aloof and arrogant, but now she could only live with dead bodies. She suddenly felt that this world was really cruel sometimes.
Jinglouxue's memory of Baiyue Xi stopped at the wedding scene. Because of her occasional fits of madness and the disappearance of Baiyue Xi, she was no longer sure whether the truth was really what the woman in black robe said.
Baiyue Xi married another woman, but in fact, she had no memory of it. It was she who accidentally killed Baiyue Xi due to illness.
Mo Shuruo had an idea in his heart, even if Jinglouxue knew that Baiyue Xi was dead, it would be better than if she continued to make mistakes like this.