The howling cold wind brought up a series of trembling sounds, and I didn't know whether it was because of the cold or fear. Mo Shuruo hid behind Yan Jue, showing a pale face with fright. Although he had seen a dead body walking once, he was still scared to death, and besides this time
There were so many. When the cold wind blew, she suddenly remembered that Mo Chuan and Xiang Jingyi were still in the ravine.
"Senior brother and the others..." He murmured to himself, but he ran away. Before he had taken a few steps, a black shadow jumped out of the darkness again. In an instant, black shadows rushed out from everywhere one after another.
Mo Shuruo only saw a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and the living corpse in front of him had been thrown three miles away. A cold fragrance came from the tip of his nose, and it was actually held in his arms.
In a hurry, I heard his calm voice, "Close your eyes."
How could Uncle Mo be so obedient? He kept his big eyes open, not daring to blink. The living corpses gradually gathered around him. Yan Jue held a silver slender iron chain in his right hand, which was as changeable as a whip and as strong as a sword.
Hard. I saw him swinging one hand constantly, and the silver whip faintly flashed a faint blue. Wherever it passed, it either divided the living corpse into two halves, or cut off the head and limbs. Occasionally, it entangled the living corpse close to him.
It was thrown far away, high into the sky, and finally fell cruelly.
The scene was horrific to watch.
He barely moved a step, using defense as offense, and he actually killed countless living corpses.
He didn't know where these things came from. They came one after another, and they were countless. If they continued to fight, it would only be a waste of energy. He put the Thousand Knot Silver Whip back into his sleeve, picked up Mo Shuruo and left in the air.
She nestled tightly in his arms, but even so, her face was hurt by the sand and stones blown by the wind. The strong wind roared, but in an instant, they were back in the ravine, but there was nothing there except a group of moving dead bodies.
"Senior brother - Mo Chuan -"
The sound rippled into the distance, but there was nothing but an empty echo.
Yan Jue whispered: "There is blood." He raised his slender fingers and said, "There."
Mo Shuruo looked towards where he was pointing. The living corpses were gathered around, fighting for something. On the bloody ground, there was a dismembered horse's hind legs lying randomly. She stretched out her hand to cover her mouth.
, eyes of fear.
"They...eat living animals..."
The moon hung high in the sky, and its pale white light illuminated a canyon in front of the wasteland. It was rugged and eerie.
Mo Shuruo sat on the big rock and hugged his knees, his eyes were very red.
"Are you okay?" Mo Shuruo didn't get an answer, and he didn't seem to care. He looked into the distance and said quietly: "Aren't we still looking for those two people? Cheer up, there's still some time before dawn.
."
Only then did she stand up again, "I didn't cry because I was afraid..."
He looked back at her and said nothing.
Mo Shuruo lowered his head, his face was hidden in the darkness and his expression could not be seen clearly. Only his hands were clenched into fists until they turned pale. There was a faint tremor in her words, "I just feel it is too cruel... I won't let go of the dead people."
Come on, who is it?"
He withdrew his gaze and said softly: "The person who wants to prevent you from going to Baiyue must have something to do with the corpse mastermind."
Mo Shuruo raised his head and wiped his nose and tears randomly, "I will not retreat. I will definitely find that person." Although his eyes were moist with tears, he was extremely determined.
Yanjue's lips twitched slightly, expressing his pleasure at her determination. He turned to look at the top of the cliff, his eyes empty, but he seemed to be looking at something, and then he said expressionlessly: "The last time it was a warning, this time it's a shock.
Are you done?" He seemed to be talking to others, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
She was puzzled: "What?"
He looked back at her again, "There might be something more terrifying next time, are you afraid?"
She was stunned for a moment, she was afraid of this thing... Although everything could be dealt with by getting familiar with it once, it was true that she was still a normal person when it came to this kind of thing, and she would still be afraid no matter how many times she experienced it.
She said honestly: "Of course you will still be afraid...but what about you, won't you be afraid when faced with such a terrifying scene?"
"If you can't see it, there's nothing to be afraid of." His voice was short, not as if he was willing to discuss the matter.
Mo Shuruo shrugged and didn't ask any more questions. But that's right. People like him who have experienced so much have become numb, so their fear will gradually be erased...
A line of fire shot up into the sky in the distance. She raised her head and screamed, "It's Senior Brother!"
Yanjue's Qinggong was so good that he could only reach the edge of the wasteland in an instant. Xiang Jingyi led the two horses and looked anxiously into the distance. Seeing her appear, he hurried over, grabbed her arm and dragged her into his arms, "
Where have you been!" He sounded very worried.
Xiang Jingyi has been very close to her since childhood. It's normal to hold hands and give a hug. But after all, they haven't seen each other for five years, and she has grown into a big girl. There are some subtle feelings that cannot be expressed directly. And coming back
Afterwards, we all get along with each other with mutual respect and respect, but the familiar people feel like strangers.
Mo Shuruo was really frightened by his sudden hug, and froze motionless, "Just...just went out for a walk..."
As soon as he raised his eyes and saw Yan Jue behind her, he immediately understood the truth. He felt relieved but felt a little inexplicable. He let go of his hand and asked, "Are you not hurt?"
Mo Shuruo shook his head, "I'm fine." She caught a glimpse of Mo Chuan, who was lying on the horse with a weak look on his face. She hurried over and asked, "What's wrong with Mo Chuan?"
"I was just scared, nothing serious."
She reached out and touched his forehead to make sure there was no fever or other symptoms, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
Yanjue, who had been silent all this time, quietly reminded him, "Just in case something unexpected happens, it's best to leave here as soon as possible."
Mo Shuruo and Mo Shuruo naturally didn't say anything, and immediately packed up the remaining things and prepared to set off. She was holding two horses, but she saw the two of them on one side, facing each other, not knowing what they were talking about.
Xiang Jingyi looked at Yanjue with a cold expression, "I will leave Shuruo to you for the time being."
He didn't speak.
Xiang Jingyi turned around and whispered: "I am not qualified to speak to you like this, but Young Master Yan Jue, Uncle Ruo is not an ordinary girl. She has pain and experiences that no one else has ever had. In this life, I will not
Let anyone hurt her, and please, young master, don’t give her a chance to be sad."
Yanjue showed doubts.
Not far away, Mo Shuruo suddenly raised his hand and said, "What did you say? Hurry up and leave."
Xiang Jingyan responded loudly, walked over and said, "Leave Mo Chuan to me."
"Oh." The next moment he handed over the reins, he suddenly reacted, "Ah!!!!"
There were only two horses, but that didn't mean she had to ride on the same horse as Yan Jue...
The ground was covered with gray, and after the dust and smoke passed, the four people rode away at full speed.
She leaned in his arms, her face flushed red because of the strong wind and sand. Just when she couldn't open her eyes, a coat came down from her hood, and his voice came from above her head, "Let's get some sleep first. Before dawn,
It’s bumpy but safe enough.”
Her face turned red.
You must know that sitting sideways on a horse like this, nestling intimately in his arms is already very painful. Resting against him... I simply can't even think about it...
"It doesn't matter, I can persist..."
Before he finished speaking, his head was pressed directly on his chest. Mo Shuruo's whole body was covered by a piece of white clothes. He was so confused that he didn't dare to move.
what happened……
It's not an illusion... Do you want to get up... Will it seem too pretentious if you get up... Will it be too unreserved if you don't get up...
When he was struggling, he whispered: "Go to sleep."
Perhaps she couldn't find any reason to shirk, or perhaps she was too tired. She breathed a sigh of relief and finally closed her eyes in peace.
"I want to ask you something..." The horse's back jolted, and the sound of wind and sand filled her ears. She heard herself saying word by word: "When was the last time you were afraid?"
"I don't remember." After a pause, he continued: "Maybe it's because when darkness covers everything, no matter how terrible things are, you can't see them..."
"Like now?"
Her question was left to die in the wasteland. He did not answer it, and no one answered it for him.
But she thought that if she were in this situation alone, she would be scared to death! It is precisely because there is someone she can rely on beside her that she will try to face it boldly, no matter how scary or dark the place is.
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Autumn is coming to an end, and fallen leaves have returned to the ground. A few days later, we arrived at Baiyue Xinling Mausoleum safe and sound. On this day, the weather was clear and sunny. Except for the cold wind and a possible heavy rain at night, it seemed like nothing would happen.
From the moment he entered the city until he was received at Baiyue Mansion, the streets were bustling and bustling with people. It was normal, so normal that it seemed like an illusion.
Mo Shuruo was speechless all the way, and fell asleep directly when he got to the guest room. He didn't know where he came from, but he seemed to be normal on the surface, but a strange feeling covered his whole body. Maybe he was exhausted physically and mentally from sleeping in the open air, and he didn't have time to think about the cause, and his head was stained with
Pillow, I fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes.
In the evening, a waiter knocked on the door and whispered: "Miss Mo, are you awake?"
She just opened her eyes from her sleep, sat up slowly, and responded: "Please come in."
The carved elm door was pushed open with a creak, and a young girl's figure was blurred in the dim light. She came in with lowered eyebrows and stood by the door to convey her intention, "The master has returned to the mansion and is waiting for guests in the front yard. The young lady asked the slave to come.
Ask the girl if you want meals delivered to the room?"
"Young Madam?" She murmured, suddenly remembering that she was already in Baiyue. It was rude to sleep so late. How could she be embarrassed to let others invite her? She hurriedly replied, "No need."
He quickly stood up from the bed, looked at the yellow mirror on the nearby cabinet and pulled his messy hair twice to make sure that he would not lose his etiquette. Then he turned to the waiter and smiled: "Okay, let's go."
As soon as she left the room, she couldn't help but shudder. She looked at the bare peach trees in the courtyard and sighed helplessly: Winter is coming again! When she was distracted for a moment, the waiter had already walked a step away, and she was busy picking up the things.
Bu caught up and asked with a smile: "When did the Marquis come back?" She still remembered that when she came in the morning, the housekeeper said that the Marquis Baiyue had gone out to do business.
The waiter walked forward sensibly, holding a lantern, lowering his head slightly and answering in a low voice: "I'll be back after noon."
"Yeah." I'm thinking about coming back. Anyway, after staying for so long, I'll have to meet each other.
Turning around the corridor and into the courtyard, the night was already hazy. There was a bright candlelight not far away. Mo Shuruo rubbed his cheeks that were so cold that they ached, and followed the waiter towards the place where the crowd was. After crossing the courtyard and going up the steps, the waiter stopped.
She bent down and backed away from the door. She was about to step into the house when there was a click behind her and thunder on the ground. She turned around and saw that the cool breeze was blowing, bringing with it the drizzle of rain falling from the sky. After a moment, the sound of rain fell on the rubble.
The accumulated rainwater falls continuously along the corners of the eaves.
She tightened her collar and turned around to enter the room. The warm heat in the room made her curl up her lips comfortably. She saw people coming and going to spread dishes behind a landscape screen. In the gap between the figures, the Baiyue Marquis of Xinling was sitting on the round table.
He has a kind face and a smile.
Baiyue Marquis had only an only son, but he was physically weak and passed away early fifteen years ago after having two children. Baiyue Marquis's two grandchildren were both under thirty. The older one was named Baiyue Jing, and the younger one was named Baiyue Jing.
His name is Baiyue Xi. They are not from the same compatriots. Baiyue Jing is the son of a concubine, and Baiyue Xi is the daughter of his wife. It seems that the reason why Baiyue Marquis loves Baiyue Xi so much is just because of his status, but he is
Unexpectedly, Baiyue Xicai could smile so heartily less than two months after his death.
"Suruo is here." The young woman with her hair tied up in a bun at the table accidentally saw her, stood up and greeted her with a smile, and naturally took her hands and led her to the inner room, "It's raining outside, and it's very cold at night.
, why are you so stupid at the door?"
Mo Shuruo looked at those snow-white slender hands, his heart felt hot, and he couldn't help but have a rare childlike look on his face, "I was thinking about something delicious, and as I was thinking about it, I forgot to come in."
The woman chuckled softly, pushed her to sit down at the table, and ordered the waiter to get a bowl of ginger soup.
Baiyue Hou raised his eyes and looked at her, "You must be Shu Ruo, you are already so old."
She smiled and said, "We haven't seen each other for several years. Uncle Ruo has grown up, but Mr. Hou has not changed at all."
Her blunt truth sounded very good to others. Baiyue Hou laughed a few times and said, "The last time Shuruo saw my uncle was eight years ago. You were only twelve years old at that time and you were so thin.
Like a monkey." Mo Chuan, who was munching on a chicken leg, suddenly laughed out loud, and half of her head was black.
The young lady over there said: "I remember that Uncle Ruo left Lingnan when he was fifteen years old. Sure enough, it was a woman's transformation, and she became more and more beautiful."
She greeted politely: "Thank you, Madam..."
The young woman said: "The one who screams strangely is still calling me aunt like before."
Mo Shuruo didn't delay and just said: "Okay."
Marquis Baiyue smiled and told the woman, "It's cold and the children are wearing thin clothes. You can take Shuruo and the others to buy some winter clothes on the street tomorrow."
"Yes, father."
Mo Shuruo hurriedly waved his hand and refused: "No, we have brought clothes."
The young woman smiled gently and said, "This is a gift from the elders and cannot be refused."
I had no choice but to accept it.
At the banquet, the young lady brought her a mountain of vegetables. In order to express her gratitude, Mo Shuruo could only try his best to finish the meal. When it was time to put down the chopsticks, he almost died. After eating, he refused to go to the hut, so he had time to sneak out.
.
After dismissing the girl who was leading the way, she held a lantern and walked alone under the eaves of the corridor. Thinking of Yan Jue's back during the day when she refused to enter the house and turned away, she felt depressed and unspeakably disappointed. She was stunned and asked herself: I
Why are you so disappointed! Then I thought: Baiyue is so big, he should be able to find a place to stay.
His expression was alternately tangled and worried, and he was muttering like a lunatic. As he walked, he found that he didn't know where he had gone. Apart from the dim lanterns, he couldn't see anyone else. The dark corridor was long and dark.
It was dark and gloomy, so she leaned against the wall next to her, her eyes darting around. The drizzle was gurgling, and the cold air made her back feel cold. She reached out and pushed the wooden door beside her, but she didn't expect it to be open. She didn't expect it to be open.
Without thinking, I jumped in.
It's better to be there than to stay outside, isn't it?
The room was pitch dark, and it was difficult to see what the surroundings were. She was just looking around, and something was suddenly caught under her feet. She brought the lantern closer and took a closer look, and found that it was a palm-sized statue. She bent down to pick it up and saw it.
A beautiful woman in a high bun and flying skirt was lifelike. She was about to take a closer look when she was suddenly lightly tapped on the shoulder. She was so frightened that she dropped the lantern on the ground. The person covered her mouth and whispered: "It's me.
."
Mo Shuruo's eyes widened, and he couldn't tell whether he was surprised or happy. She turned around and pulled away, and after seeing the person in front of her clearly, her tone relaxed and she complained: "You don't even make a sound when you walk, you want to scare me to death.
!”
Yan Jue smiled at her and said nothing.
Mo Shuruo exhaled and asked casually: "Have you eaten yet?"
"Um?"
She fumbled and took out an oil paper bag from her arms and stuffed it at him, "There is no food left on the table, so don't think about it."
He put the oil paper bag into his arms with a single stroke, and asked slightly: "Why are you here?"
She secretly said: If she said she was lost, he would definitely laugh at him. After thinking about it, she immediately said in a mysterious tone: "I think Baiyue Mansion is weird, let's see what's wrong." After that, she pretended to be something.
Look to the west.
But I heard him chuckle, "There's only one house here."
"Uh..." Mo Shuruo was stunned, and when he turned around and came back, his face was serious, "Don't believe it, I saw the smiling face of Marquis Baiyue at the banquet today, and the young lady acted as if nothing was wrong. If he really died, his son, his beloved grandson,
How can you have such an attitude, so I guess there must be something hidden in it."
Yanjue nodded in agreement, "There is something suspicious."
The drizzle outside the window stopped at some point, and the remaining water droplets dripped down the corners of the house.
Before she could say anything, Yanjue suddenly put out the lantern on the ground with a wave of his sleeve. The next moment, his deep voice came to her ears, "Don't make any sound, someone is coming."
After a while, there were indeed light footsteps in the quiet night. A figure was reflected on the soft white gauze of the wooden lattice door, passing by like a shadow puppet. The footsteps further faded away in the corridor. The two people opened the door quietly and walked far away.
I followed him, and I didn't know where I was following him, but as soon as I turned a corner, he disappeared.
Mo Shuruo looked around and returned without success, "I lost him."
He responded softly and said nothing.
She looked at him, "What's wrong?"
He closed his eyes and said: "There are guards coming this way. Come on, I will take you back."
"okay."
The two hurriedly left the corridor. After turning around a few yards, they could vaguely hear the sound of people.
Afraid that she would be speechless after walking this way, she spoke slowly, "Um..." and said nonchalantly: "Are you going back to the inn later?"
"Not yet, Ruoyao is waiting for me on the outskirts of the city."
She struck the head, "Yuyao? Who is Yuyao?" It sounded like a woman's name.
I have to go to see her in the middle of the night, wouldn't it be...
Mo Shuruo looked at the sky with tears in his eyes and fell into chaos.
Yan Jue said: "The person who is following me secretly is my senior brother's female disciple." He smiled inexplicably when he thought about it, "You have never seen her, but it's funny to say that that day you shocked the town.
She moved her hands and feet."
"Ah..." She came back to her senses, "Why!"
He thought for a while, "Well, I heard that you are also going to Baiyue. Maybe you want to dump this burden on you."
Burden? Uncle Mo was speechless. I am really the burden...
He said quietly: "Sometimes it's not convenient to be alone, so you have to find someone you trust to go with you."
It was rare to hear a hint of loneliness in his voice. Mo Shuruo murmured in a low voice: "So why do you let that girl go..."
He turned to look at her with a helpless expression, "Senior brother asked her to stay with me and take care of me, but she was so greedy that she threw me away as soon as she came out." He smiled and shook his head, "It's rare for someone to dislike me.
."
Mo Shuruo looked at the road in front of him and said calmly: "What about before? Did you go with her when you went out before? She would also leave you behind?"
He answered indifferently, "Yes, but I have met many kind-hearted people because of it."
Thinking of the times when he couldn't find his way, the playful children on the street would hold him and take him for a ride.
Mo Shuruo grinned lightly, but his face looked desolate.
Three years ago, she also thought about how great it would be if one day the two of them could walk side by side like this.
Even if it's just a normal chat.
Get to know him and stay with him.
if you can……
She doesn't want to be unknown, she will always be just a stranger who doesn't want to do anything...
pity,
She was indeed a stranger who had been with him for five years.
Without this encounter, apart from the relationship between a superior and a subordinate, there might not have been any intersection in his life.
"We're here." His silent thoughts were interrupted by him. Mo Shuruo raised his head and complained a little about why the road was so short. The two stopped and said, "If there are people on the road ahead, I won't see you off. In the next few days, I may
It won't happen often, you have to check carefully about living corpses."
Afraid of showing some strange expression, she lowered her head and said, "Don't worry."
"besides……"
She blinked her eyes and held the corners of her clothes tightly with her hands, feeling inexplicably nervous.
Yanjue turned around and looked at her, "After all, he is the center of the incident. Just in case, it's better not to go out alone in the future."
She breathed a sigh of relief, "I got it."
"Then you go to bed early."
"Um."
After a brief nasal sound, the surroundings became quiet. Mo Shuruo lowered his head and looked at his toes. His tone was low, "I'm leaving..." After a while, he felt a little sad, "What happened to me? I actually regretted that decision." After he finished speaking,
They all thought it was funny, but what if they regretted it? If you can't see the road in the distance, you shouldn't go there, let alone knowing that the end is a cliff.
She shook her head and was about to go back. When she looked up, her pupils suddenly widened and she couldn't help but jump, "Ah! Why haven't you left yet!!"
Not far away, a figure in white was stopping at the porch. It seemed that he heard her talking to herself and stopped curiously.
etc!
Mo Shuruo looked shocked, what did he just say...
She didn't even dare to look into his eyes, so she turned around and fled in a hurry without looking back.
She ran straight back to her room, leaning against the wooden door in a daze.
Didn't he hear it? What he said wasn't very obvious, so he shouldn't have misunderstood...
After several times of self-persuasion, she finally calmed down. She lit the candle on her desk and sat at the table with a look of despair. The bag around her waist was so heavy that she reached out to touch it, and then she remembered the one she had picked up.
She took out the statue and looked through it at random, and accidentally discovered some grooves underneath. When she turned around to look at the wood carving, she was shocked again.
Under the orange candlelight, two seven-character poems are carved on the base. The handwriting is vigorous and powerful.
Blood-stained red shirt to marry you,
Weeping and crying at the window of the pavilion, waiting for the dawn.
A chill came from the soles of her feet. She lifted the statue slightly and saw the three-character signature - Jing Lou Xue.