Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 655
There was no sound when the tears welled out of the eyes, the young man only heard a muffled "click", and there was already a small dark water mark on the quilted brocade under the bottom of the box.

He frantically raised his fingers to wipe it off, but unexpectedly the color of the water became more and more blurred.

Mo Junli only felt that he had opened the gate for no reason at the moment, and he didn't know how he could shed so many tears.

In the end, he simply gave up and pushed the box aside, letting the drops of water hit the table like a broken thread, tick-tock.

"The shopkeeper said he had finished all the green tea here, so I ordered a pot of yellow tea and brought it up...Ayan?" Mu Xici, who had gone downstairs to look for food earlier, returned to the house with a plate of food, and looked up to see the young man crying by the desk After a miserable death, he couldn't help but startled again and again.

——It took her to go downstairs to buy some food, and it took less than two minutes before and after. How could this person make himself into such a miserable state?
"You... Ayan, why are you crying like this all of a sudden?" The little girl put down the food plate, hurried forward to hold Mo Junli's cheek, and looked around.

The teardrops overflowing from the corners of the young man's eyes trickled down her palms and into the sleeves, and Mu Xici caught a glimpse of the wooden box and handwriting placed beside the table from the corner of her eye, and suddenly felt a little more clear in her heart.

He had seen these things.

The little girl sighed silently, and pressed his head on her shoulder on tiptoe, but after doing this, Mo Junli didn't dare to cry anymore——

He was afraid that he would accidentally cry through the little national teacher's clothes, and make the little girl suffer from the cold in the winter.

"It's okay, it's just that I just read the letter my mother wrote to my uncle, and found the reply letter that my uncle didn't send, and the longevity lock he sent to me and Le Wan." The boy sniffled hoarsely, " Didn't hold back for a moment."

Master Mu's voice was calm: "Cry out without holding back, keep crying until you have enough."

"Don't dare to cry anymore." Mo Junli pursed his mouth as he said, "I'm afraid I'll wet your clothes, and I'll teach you to suffer from the cold later."

"No, the inn is very warm." Mu Xici blinked, "And I brought spare clothes."

The boy didn't answer, Gu Zi reached out and hugged the half-grown girl in front of him tightly.

"Uncle, he must have really wanted to write back a letter to my mother back then." Mo Junli lowered his eyes, and water droplets rushed out of the corners of his eyes, "But he didn't dare."

He was afraid that the courtiers of the two countries would hurt his most important sister by wantonly speculating, and he was also afraid that once the letter was sent, his longing would burst the embankment uncontrollably.

Emperors, especially Fuli emperors, cannot have so many "useless" emotions.

"A Ci, how ridiculous you say this." The young man grinned, with an unspeakable bitterness and sorrow, "He is clearly the emperor in the ninth and fifth ranks, but he doesn't even have a small letter from his family. I dare not write to my sister."

"People in the world always think that the scenery on the top of the peak is boundless, but in fact it is such a place that is the loneliest...God knows how much I envied those ordinary people with relatives and friends in my previous life."

"People... always yearn for what they don't have." Mu Xici gently patted the top of the young man's hair as if to appease, "Even Emperor Wenyu..."

"Probably there is no perfect thing in this world."

"A Yan, do you still feel uncomfortable after crying?" The little girl lowered her voice and blinked slowly.

In fact, she is not very good at comforting others, but if she just watched Mo Junli cry like a fool without saying a word, she always felt that something was wrong.

"It's much better." The young man replied embarrassingly, because this matter was caused by his "touching the scene hurt" emotion.

Besides, there is a lot of things accumulated in his stomach, so he will use some excuses to vent it, and he will get better.

Besides, he found that he seemed to be more and more comfortable with his damn "soft rice" position now.

——I always feel that my future family status is in jeopardy, even though I have no status in the first place.

"Yeah." Master Mu nodded upon hearing the sound, and his originally soft and soft voice suddenly sank, "When you're much better, quickly pack up the table and go eat, the food will be cold in a while. !"

Mo Junli surrendered on the spot: "Yes, yes, yes..."

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Qiling Mountain is near Fuli on the west side of Qianping. The corner of the land is not too remote, but the way to get in and out of the mountain forest is very subtle.

If you are lucky enough to go straight in, you will be able to cross a half-sized mountain in less than half an hour, and it will only take you an hour to walk out of the mountain.

But if you run into someone who is unlucky, even if you find an old man who has lived in the local area for decades as a guide, and follow him for a whole day, you will not be able to get around the small foot of the mountain.

And every time when the mountain is famined, a flat path that cannot be seen in ordinary times will automatically appear, allowing the nearby people to go into the mountain to pick some wild fruits and vegetables to satisfy their hunger.

A sincere and long-term sick person may be able to come across a life-saving medicine in the mountains; a lost person who has been trapped in secular affairs for a long time may also hear a few words of teachings from "fairy sounds from outside the sky".

Occasionally, the villagers would bump into a Taoist priest who couldn't see his face clearly, entering the village to apply medicine, and from time to time, a rainbow-colored glow appeared on the top of the mountain.

So people in the world say that immortals live on Qiling Mountain.

The Taoist priest who applied the medicine was the incarnation of a fairy.

Mu Xici listened to the "Stories of Immortals" chanted by the common people, and looked up at Cangshan Mountain, which was several miles away, hidden in the mist.

After a lifetime, she finally returned to Qiling Mountain, where she had lived for six years in her previous life.

Master... he should still be on that mountain, right?
There was a flash of panic in the little girl's eyes for no reason, and traces of fear suddenly appeared in her heart.

She is afraid that the formation at the foot of the mountain is no longer the one she is familiar with, that the temple on the top of the mountain is no longer called "Liuyun", and that there is no longer the Taoist "Lingyao" in the temple.

She was afraid that everything in her previous life would become a floating dream, and she was afraid that she had never had any master.

She was afraid that all the things in these two lives were just a ridiculous phantom she saw before she died.

Mu Xici's eyelashes trembled, and she subconsciously clenched the palm of the boy beside her. Mo Junli patted her arm and slowed down her voice: "Good girl, don't be afraid."

The little girl didn't speak, but silently clenched the boy's hand even tighter.

The two walked through the small village in silence, and stopped at the foot of Qiling Mountain.

Mu Xici stood at the entrance back to the mountain in his memory and hesitated for a long time. After a while, he cautiously stepped forward and pinched the Dao Lingjue, gathering a shallow and thin mountain spirit.

She wanted to find out... whether this maze in the mountain was the one she knew.

The aura passed through the maze and brought back a gust of cool wind, blowing on her face, it was cool, with an unexplainable sense of joy.

It seems that the mountain spirit is welcoming its long-lost old friend, and it seems that this formation is leading a lost child...

In short, this formation is still the formation in her memory, and this mountain is still the mountain she is familiar with.

——Except for her, everything in this mountain is still the same as before.

　Come on, guess if Ah Ci saw Master this time?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)