Three thousand crows kill

Chapter 23 She's Willful and Savage, He's Spoiled to Death

At the end of the hour, the door of the tiled house on the left was opened silently, and the tiger sleeping under the window sill looked back curiously, with a grunting sound from its throat, as if it was about to speak.

The purple-clothed man slowly walked in front of it, bent down and shook his head at it, but it stopped barking as expected, and only stared at him with round golden eyes.Zuo Zichen touched its head and said in a low voice, "Okay, go to sleep. Don't disturb your master."

He walked out of the bamboo forest and was about to call the spirit bird, when Xuan Zhu's voice sounded behind him unexpectedly: "Zi Chen, what do you want to do?"

He was taken aback: "It's so late, why don't you go to bed?"

Xuan Zhu stood opposite, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, piercing him silently.She didn't ask any more questions, and he didn't say anything anymore. There was really nothing to talk about between them.If she wants to cry or make trouble, she has done it a few years ago.If she wants to be entangled or clingy, her reservedness as a woman has long been discarded, and nothing has been exchanged.

"When I was eating just now, I saw you move your hands and feet."

Fu Jiuyun was in a bad mood, and Qin Chuan was full of worries. No one noticed that Zuo Zichen had used a trick to secretly replace the Qiankun bag.

He smiled faintly: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Is it nonsense, you know it yourself."

She straightened her back and looked directly at him proudly and contentedly for the first time.In the past, she would straighten her waist and pretend to be inviolable, but she would always bow her head in front of him, as if she owed him something, always feeling guilty.

Now she felt that she could truly look him in the eye.

"I know everything you do, and I'm always the first to notice the little things you do. Do you know why? Because I watch you all the time, and I know you better than anyone else in the world It's all deep. So you should never try to hide anything from me."

Zuo Zichen didn't move, and didn't even show a hint of emotion.It had been like this a long time ago, no matter what she did, it would not impress him.She just didn't want to admit it to herself. In fact, this person really didn't like her at all, and it was even impossible for her to like her at all.

To him, she is a magnet that repels each other, and she will never really look into his eyes.

"Are you going to sacrifice yourself to be the last ray of soul that ignites the soul lamp, so as to fulfill Diji and Fu Jiuyun?"

she asked sarcastically.

Zuo Zichen paused for a moment, and said in a low voice: "She turned on the soul lamp with blood, and has a contract with the gods. I can't light it even if I want to. The revenge on Tianyuan Kingdom should end here. They are all dead, all of this should be enough, it is not worth exchanging eternal life and suffering for a world without demons. I will take the soul lamp away and never be born again."

Xuanzhu's eyes suddenly burst into shining light, like a spark jumping unwillingly and full of hope for the last time.

"Zichen..." Her voice was trembling, "Then...then can you take me with you? I swear, I will never mess around again, I..."

"You'd better go back to Xiangtori Mountain."

He turned around indifferently, without looking at her again: "I won't take you with me. Don't bother me again."

The blood on Xuanzhu's face faded little by little, and finally turned into a jade-like paleness.

She nodded and said in a low voice, "I see. Then I'll give you a ride."

"Need not."

He called the spirit bird, turned over and was about to jump on it.

Suddenly, two hands gently embraced him from behind, encircling his waist.

"Zichen..." She was reluctant to let go.

He didn't speak and didn't move.

Her arms gradually tightened, and suddenly loosened again the next moment.Zuo Zichen felt that his arms were empty, and turned around suddenly, only to see that she was holding a cowhide Qiankun bag in her hand, with a strange smile on her face, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

"Xuanzhu?!"

He subconsciously grabbed it with his hand, but caught a handful of cold hair.She didn't answer, but with a flash of coldness in her palm, she cut off the long hair he was pinching in her hand, jumped onto the spirit bird's back, and flew away without looking back.

Zuo Zichen turned pale with fright, and was afraid of disturbing the two sleeping people in the house. The spirit bird was snatched away by her, so he had to call out the spirit beast to ward off evil spirits, and chase after him all the way across mountains and rivers.

Xuanzhu's attainment in immortal arts is not high, because he has never worked hard to learn, and the ability to drive spirit birds is not as good as him, so he caught up with him in a short time.Amid the howling wind, he yelled sharply: "Xuan Zhu! Don't mess around!"

She vaguely turned her head and looked at him mockingly, and the next moment she turned over and fell off the spirit bird's back.In the darkness of night, her light yellow dress is fleeting, and it is difficult to find her.Zuo Zichen hurriedly drove away evil spirits, because he saw the splendid palaces all around, with high eaves and high pavilions, it was clearly Tianyuan's imperial palace.If the people in the palace find out, I don't know how much trouble it will cause.

The spirit bird landed beside a lake, and from a long distance away, one could vaguely see Xuanzhu lying by the lake, holding high the soul lamp hidden in the Qiankun bag in his hand.Affected by the divine power of the Soul Lamp, dark clouds immediately began to cover, thunder and lightning flashed, and it rained heavily again.The ghosts and ghosts wandering in the palace howled and avoided in panic, making teeth-piercing noises.

"Xuanzhu!" He didn't know whether it was anger or shock, he jumped to her side in a flash, but a bloody enchantment popped up on the soul lamp, knocking him back a few steps without hesitation.

Falling from such a high place, Xuanzhu was covered in blood, and he could not move his lower body. He just looked at him and sneered, and after a while, he whispered: "You can't do anything... the soul lamp stained my body." Blood... In this world, only... only Diji and I are blood relatives, if she can light the soul lamp, I can naturally light it too..."

The heavy rain was pouring down, and she was soon drenched, her long hair stuck to her cheeks, and the blood on her head and face was washed away.Perhaps because her face was too pale, for the first time a look of fragility appeared on her face, and her voice was intermittent: "Zuo Zichen, you are always more cold-blooded than I imagined...you...you have to forget I...I won't let you get what you want..."

Zuo Zichen didn't say anything, just drew out his sword, and tried his best to cut down the barrier with one sword after another, but it was like a gnat shaking a big tree, and couldn't destroy it at all.

Xuanzhu laughed, but tears rolled down her eyes the next moment, and she murmured: "I've been ridiculous for a long time... I'm about to die, what do you want me to do? Diji... Diji is Dayan's Diji... ...I am also...a princess. What she can do...I can also do...didn't do anything while alive...at least...at least when I die...to...there are no demons in the world..."

With a bang, it was the sound of the sword in his hand being bounced away by the barrier and falling far to the ground.

He leaned on the barrier, his lips were anxiously opening and closing, but the wind was very strong and the rain was very loud, so she couldn't hear anything.

"Zichen...do you have a heart..."

Did you already like her a little bit?
She held up the soul lamp high, and pierced the sharp part into her heart in the sound of wind and rain. In an instant, all the flames on the soul lamp were extinguished, and her blood slowly flowed out along the pattern of the soul lamp, and was slowly absorbed by the soul lamp. Suck it in.Every time it is inhaled, the lamp becomes more blood-red, with a layer of glistening light in the red, as if it is alive.

The strong wind suddenly blew, making Zuo Zichen unsteady, and the ghosts screamed and shuttled in the wind.The soul lamp hummed, sucked enough blood, and became as bright as the sun, scarlet as blood clots.

Xuanzhu let out a groan similar to a sigh, and all the clothes all over her body were torn into pieces by the strong wind.She raised her hand to Zuo Zichen, as if she wanted to grab him: "Zuo Zichen, look at me!"

Her pale body instantly turned into a mess of flesh and blood, which was blown away by the strong wind, and several strands of clothes slowly fell down.The next moment, the weather was calm and there was only one soul lamp that was actually lit floating in the air. The flame was pale and almost transparent. The lamp body was like a blood-red sun that brought death and despair, hovering quietly in front of Zuo Zichen.

He looked like a dead man.

Now, he really will never forget her forever, never again.

A strong wind began to blow outside the window, and the bamboo forest was like a ghost crying wolf.

It was as if someone was gently hugging Qin Chuan's shoulders, whispering many words, soft lips pressed against her cheeks and forehead, reluctant to part for a long time.

She dreamed of her long-lost relatives again, and she was reluctant to wake up for a while.

I heard him talking dimly: "...I will accompany you here, don't cry when you wake up... But, if you are really crying, what can I do, Qin Chuan..."

She couldn't really hear it, but just pressed his hand coquettishly, letting the palm rest on her cheek, which made her feel at ease and comfortable.She was used to being coquettish to him, so she unconsciously wanted to show her coquettish and capricious side.He also doted on her very much, forcibly pampering a girl who knows the general and good at tricks back to the Emperor Ji's era, the husband would shake his head a lot when he saw it.

The warmth of the skin gradually disappeared like gravel. Qin Chuan woke up from his dream, took a breath of satisfaction, and raised his hand to hug the person opposite him - but failed to hug him, he was no longer there.

She was still sleepy and confused, she couldn't figure out the situation, she pushed the quilt away and got up, rubbed her eyes and called him: "Jiuyun, are you feeling better?"

No one answered, the windows were blown open by the strong wind, and the gauze curtains swayed wildly—the sky outside was pitch black, and it was still dark.

The wind made her so cold, she wrapped her clothes tightly, yawned to avoid the strong wind, and went to the kitchen to look around——no one was there.

Go to the room where he used to paint—still empty.

Xuanzhu and Zuo Zichen also walked around the place where Xuanzhu and Zuo Zichen lived - still no one was there.

In the bamboo forest, there was a strong wind, flying sand and rocks, and Qin Chuan was blown almost to the ground. He held on to a green bamboo, only to hear the crying in the wind, and the cold soul breath scraped over his body, making her shudder.

Subconsciously raised his head, but saw a huge black cloud rising from the ground in the strong wind, like a vigorous black dragon, spinning and flying west - west, is the direction of the imperial city of Gaodu, at this moment there are black hurricane traces Cutting through the sky, like countless huge black dragons converging and intermingling in the west, a black cloud pillar reaching the sky gradually formed above the palace, whirling and curling violently.

Qin Chuan suddenly had a terrible premonition, as if something terrible had happened.Subconsciously, he picked up the cowhide Qiankun bag that had been tied around his waist, and after touching it, he realized that it had already been changed.Someone stole the soul lamp, and even lit the lamp before she knew it!

She couldn't believe it, the soul lamp was the first to open the contract with her blood, and the last ray of soul belonged to her.The contract of the gods can also be broken, what is the reason for this?
She suddenly felt trembling all over her body uncontrollably, her feet were weak, and she was running wildly in the bamboo forest. There was only one name in her heart that kept echoing: Fu Jiuyun, Jiuyun.Could it be him?But I still heard him talking in the early morning. It is impossible in such a short time... The soul lamp seduces the souls of demons from all directions, and it will only start after being lit for at least two to three hours.Is it Zuo Zichen, or Xuanzhu? !
Running too fast, she fell hard and rolled straight out of the bamboo grove, hitting the bluestone with her head, staring at her eyes.

It seemed that someone had gently supported her, and the faint fragrance she was familiar with was hidden in the sleeve.Qin Chuan instinctively stretched out his hand to grab it, but he missed it, and there was nothing around him except the crooked green bamboos.

The wind was so strong that it made tears flow out of her eyes, and the extreme cry from her throat was blown away mercilessly.

"Jiuyun! Fu Jiuyun!" Her voice was about to burst into tears, but she couldn't wait for any answer. Holding on to her painful forehead, she stumbled and ran out of the bamboo forest.

Outside the bamboo grove is a small village at the foot of Fengmian Mountain. The people in the village have already woken up, being frightened by the vision that appeared in the sky, screaming, or running wildly, dancing and pointing at the sudden vision and yelling unconsciously.Seeing Qin Chuan coming out of the bamboo forest again, his face turned pale with fright, and he said, no one has ever lived in this bamboo forest.

Qin Chuan grabbed an old man and asked anxiously, "Have you ever seen Mr. Qi come out from here?"

The uncle struggled vigorously, his face turned blue: "What son Qi... who is that?"

This uncle gave them a basket of fresh lotus root a few days ago, why did he say he didn't know each other today?She let go in amazement, watching him scrambling and running away, the villagers gathered in one place far away, looking at her with fear in the guard, whispering: "It's really strange, such an evil wind blows before dawn , and now this uninhabited bamboo forest is haunted again... Could it be that something big is going to happen?"

Her heart almost jumped out of her throat, and her mind was buzzing, as if being smashed into a paste by a pair of sudden hands.Suddenly he put his hand to his mouth and blew a whistle, and the tiger galloped out of the bamboo forest immediately.

"Good tiger, take me to the palace!"

The tiger leaped to the top of the tree and galloped among the undulating branches and leaves.Qin Chuan leaned on its back tightly, watching the black dragon composed of countless demon souls wandering westward on the zenith. The giant pillar hovering above the palace was getting taller and thicker, as if it was about to It was as if the entire sky had been swallowed up.

There are many people crying and running below, and there are still many demons with relatively strong demon power who are struggling not to be hooked away by the divine power.The silt and grass blades were sucked into the hurricane, half the sky was pitch black, and half the sky was yellow like mud.

Everything is messed up.

The fierce tiger Yufeng arrived outside the Tianyuan Imperial Palace in a short while, and the imperial city had already entered a state of martial law.The tiger jumped briskly between the eaves, avoiding the guarding eyes of the soldiers, Qin Chuan soon saw Zuo Zichen standing high on the top of the Haotian Building.

His purple wide long sleeves were blown messily and rolled up by the wind, and his whole body was as motionless as a piece of wood.Hearing her shout from below, he was shocked, but didn't look back.

"Zichen! The soul lamp to the end..." Qin Chuan climbed up to the eaves, eager to ask what happened.

"I'm leaving." He interrupted her, turned around, and walked forward slowly and staggeringly, as if losing his mind.

She tried to pull, but he avoided it like a snake, and the hand she stretched out had to hang there in embarrassment.

Zuo Zichen looked up at the huge black pillar on the zenith, and said hoarsely, "I couldn't stop her...don't ask anything, I...don't want to say anything, take care..."

Qin Chuan watched in astonishment as his figure flashed on the eaves, and it disappeared in a flash.

Didn't see Xuan Zhu, did she light the soul lamp?
Qin Chuan was restless, recalling Xuanzhu's sudden words last night, it felt like a world away.

It never occurred to her that the person who lit the soul lamp in the end would be her, that childish and superficial, vicious and paranoid Xuanzhu.

Do you want to catch up with Zuo Zichen?She hesitated for a while, and finally rode the tiger back to the bamboo forest under Fengmian Mountain.She was even more worried about Fu Jiuyun, where did he go?

I walked into the bamboo forest in a daze, and the tiny demons that were sneaking and jumping in the bamboo forest on weekdays all disappeared, and the mountains and plains were lifeless.The strong wind has stopped, and the only thing left is dead silence and desolation.

A thin breeze blew through the corner of the clothes, and the wind carried the lingering sound of the bamboo flute.Qin Chuan listened in a daze for a long time, then suddenly ran away, all the blood in his body was rushing to his brain, and many small stars even began to appear in front of his eyes.

Her skirt was cut by a stone, and a big tear was torn. She just didn't care about it, and didn't dare to catch her breath. She staggered to the front of the tile house, but saw that the wooden window in the bedroom was half open, and intermittent flute sounds came from inside. It is clearly the tune of "Dongfeng Peach Blossom Song".

Nine clouds!

She pushed open the window, but the next moment her eyes were gently covered by a pair of cold hands.

"Don't look." His voice was low and weak, "Why did you come back?"

She tightly held onto his cold wrist, and suddenly felt very wronged: "Fu Jiuyun, what the hell are you doing? Let go!"

"Why don't you go with him?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'm really going to be angry!"

"You will be scared when you see it."

The hand moved away, and the room was dark, as if it had been painted with light ink.Fu Jiuyun's figure is also blurred, like a figure randomly drawn in a landscape painting, the outline is still there, but the inside is transparent, so he can't see clearly anyway.

Qin Chuan quietly looked at his translucent face, and the noisy blood settled down little by little, turning into congealed ice.

He faintly smiled, and said softly: "It seems that I can't accompany you in the soul lamp anymore, and I want you to stay alone in the world. I'm just worried, no one will take care of you."

She didn't move, didn't panic, didn't cry, and didn't show a look of fear and despair.

Just looking at him silently, trying to find out his facial features, his eyebrows, his eyes from the blurred outline...

She felt that she knew everything at that moment, and it seemed that she didn't understand anything all at once.

In a low voice, she asked: "...Why? It became like this?"

because……

Because... because he is actually not a human being, but a ghost conceived in the soul lamp.When the soul lamp is lit, he will disappear, and the real soul will be scattered, and he will not enter the cycle of reincarnation. From then on, there will be no trace of him in the world.Those mortals have already forgotten his existence, and maybe she will forget it too soon.

But he didn't want to tell her that maybe at this time, he still had some small inferiority complex or some other messy psychology.

I hope that in her heart, he will always be good, a complete man named Fu Jiuyun.This man loved her from the bottom of his heart.

He is not a ghost, not something high above and has nothing to do with ordinary people.

The biggest wish in this life is to accompany her to be a mortal and spend a short life well.

But wishes can only go so far.

Fu Jiuyun smiled and patted her head: "Silly boy, don't make a sad face. Smile, you will forget me soon, why don't you hurry up and show me the smile?"

I will never forget!

Qin Chuan suddenly reached out to hug him, but his body gradually became more illusory and transparent, and his hands passed through his chest without any hindrance.

She couldn't touch him anymore.

"It will be dawn in a while," he said, "Chuan'er, dance 'Dongfeng Peach Blossom' again, I want to see it."

Qin Chuan slowly retracted his hands and covered his face with force, his slender shoulders seemed to be about to collapse.

After a while, she suddenly raised her head and smiled faintly: "Okay, I'll dance, and you play music."

There is no high-grade golden pipa or jade pipa in the bedroom, only a half-worn pear-blossom pipa with a half-round belly and two broken strings.

Qin Chuan hugged the pipa in his arms, while Fu Jiuyun sat on the window sill and put the bamboo flute horizontally by his mouth and played it carefully. The sound of the flute was melodious, like a spring breeze blowing against his face.

Throwing long sleeves, like flowing clouds.But she didn't have long sleeves, so she untied her belt and rolled it up.

Still holding the pipa and half covering the face, the smile hidden behind the pipa is like a lotus in clear water, and the two eyes are like sparks in the wilderness, burning in a desperate situation, but surprisingly bright, as if those eyes can burn the skin.

The bamboo leaves swished down, and she spun in the wind, feeling like she was back on the facing balcony.

There are only him and her on the stage, and the song "Dongfeng Peach Blossom" is their fate and calamity.

The broken strings of the pipa couldn't be played out of tune, and the hoarse whimpering sounded like broken pearls falling all over the ground.Suddenly there was a clang, and the last two old strings broke.She didn't care, held it behind her head, and tapped the panel with her fingers, making a crisp hollow sound.

She thought of many things, for a long time, he was the one who was looking for her behind her.She hadn't told him yet, but at that time she was thinking wholeheartedly to meet him by the Huandai River, but she couldn't find the way.I wanted to come back to look for him today, but he was about to disappear.

There is no way to keep anything, fate is the quicksand of accidents and accidents.

Why did he disappear?Why didn't you tell her a little bit?

Like countless women who are about to be abandoned, she can ask all the questions in her heart thoroughly.

But what's the point of asking?She believed that he never wanted to leave, and instead of wasting the last time on inquiries, it was better to fulfill his wish and let him leave contentedly.

I owe him too much, and this is the only thing I can pay back.

The darkness gradually receded, and a pale blue morning light appeared in the sky.The sound of the flute gradually weakened, and finally turned into nothingness.

"Jiuyun... I am devoted to you, and I have never regretted it."

Tell him tell him tell him, at this last hour!Please God don't let the day break so fast!Let him hear!Let him know!

Qin Chuan turned his head suddenly, and the small courtyard in front of him was slowly turning into gray from top to bottom.

That is the kitchen where he often cooks, this is his studio filled with rice paper, pens and ink, there are also bedrooms, the main hall... Before she came to the front, the entire small courtyard had disappeared, leaving nothing but a barren open space.Tiger was also stunned, smelling left and sniffing right, turned around and growled at her aggrieved and puzzled, as if asking why.

She just quietly looked at the last trace of human silhouette, the bamboo flute shook in his hand, and fell to the ground lightly.He seemed to say something, but it was too soft, blown away by the wind, and she couldn't hear anything clearly.

That pale ink-like person finally drifted away like blue smoke, as if he had never existed in this world.

After Qin Chuan took two steps, his feet suddenly lost all strength, and he fell limply, hugging his knees and curling up into a ball.

The western sky gradually became dark, and the souls of monsters from all over the world were gradually summoned by the soul lamp, and condensed into dark clouds that would never dissipate.

Fearing this divine power, the tiger huddled into a ball and kept trembling, whimpering, as if crying.

The only wish in her life is that at this moment, there will be no more demons in the world, and the people who have been ravaged by them have been liberated.

She saved many people in this world who were ravaged by demons.

Then, I watched helplessly as my own world shattered and completely collapsed.

Now, can she be happy?

No one answered, Qin Chuan hugged his knees tightly, stared at the swirling black cloud pillar without blinking, and sat for a whole day.

Where is she going?Where should she go?What's next?And who is gray-haired?With whom to have children, the family sits in front of the bamboo forest, points to the words carved on the green bamboo, and laughs about the romantic affairs of the year?

This world is big, but there is no second Fu Jiuyun.

When Meishan Jun came, it was already dark.He was so out of breath that he didn't even sit in the ox cart, and rushed in through the clouds and fog, and immediately shouted: "Why did you light the soul lamp so quickly? Didn't you tell me before lighting the lamp?!"

Qin Chuan was still sitting on the ground and didn't even move, as if he hadn't seen him at all.

Meishan Jun saw that the person sitting on the ground was her, and he was shocked: "You are not dead?! How could the soul lamp... Ah! I know! It's that girl! She and you... She is your blood relative ! Why didn't I think of it before! She went to light the soul lamp?!"

Qin Chuan's lips moved, and he said in a low voice: "Uncle Master...you are here to look for Jiuyun? He is no longer here..."

Meishan Jun's face turned green: "Of course I know! The soul lights are on, he'll be alive to hell! He forced me to swear not to let me say it, but...but I should have told you...I should have told you..."

The voice suddenly cut off, and he looked at Qin Chuan's face that suddenly changed color in horror. She stood up, took a few steps towards him, and stretched out her hand as if trying to grab him to ask him carefully, but the next moment she suddenly fell to the ground, motionless up.

——You must light the soul lamp, there is no room for maneuver?Persevere even if I lose my life?

——You... Don't say you want to die for love... Hehe, this is very different from your usual style.

……

It turned out that he said it, he really said it, but she didn't believe it, and even made a very nasty joke.So when he asked later, he insisted that it was nonsense.

He left her the worst lie, also the most clumsy, how could she believe it?Why did you believe it?
Oh, she chose to believe the lie, because then she would feel more at ease and not have to be in a difficult situation between Soul Lamp and him.

It turns out...it turns out that in the end, she is not the one who will die.Those desperate hugs and lingering, those nights that hoped that the dawn would not come, belonged to him.

By the way, did he say something to himself before leaving?She couldn't remember what to think.

She also wanted to know, what was his expression at that time, relief, reluctance, or the usual casual smile?
Forget it, don't think about it.Just ask him if he knows?She should have thought of such a simple way, to stop him on the road to Huangquan, and ask all the things that should be said and asked.

On the road to Huangquan, how can you escape?
Qin Chuan opened her eyes and saw the familiar Meishanju guest room. She looked around suspiciously, and asked the tired-looking Meishanjun sitting by the bed in a low voice: "Why am I not dead yet?"

Meishan Jun was so tired that he didn't even want to complain, he let out a long sigh: "You're about to die, don't worry. That old demon national master pierced your heart with a silver needle and put a curse on you. If you don't unlock the curse, you will die at best. You can only live for a year or two."

"I can't wait for a year or two, so I'll die now." Her hot eyes poked Meishan Jun's fragile heart, making his nose turn red.

"Di Ji, don't think about going to the underworld to find him after you die. You will see him again in about your lifetime, but you will never see him again after you die."

"……why?"

Meishan Jun sighed again: "He is a ghost transformed from the soul lamp. I'm afraid the gods can't figure out why he was born. If the soul lamp is not ignited, he can only bring it with him again and again. Memories of reincarnation and reincarnation, you can’t escape by guarding the lamp. Now the soul lamp is lit... Alas, it should be the soul flying away, floating somewhere to sleep, right? Even if you die, you can’t find him in the underworld. It’s better to live hard, maybe in the future If someone can extinguish the soul lamp, he will still come back."

Qin Chuan closed his eyes and said calmly, "But I won't live long, right?"

Meishan-jun paused for a moment: "That spell cannot be undone, but it may not be a dead end, I will find a way for you. Who told... oh, who told me to be so soft-hearted!"

He grabbed his sleeve and rubbed his red nose and eyes: "Just stay in Meishanju and don't go anywhere. Soul Lamp is locked in Tianyuan Palace, and now your wanted notices are posted everywhere outside, you Going out like this is death. In short, leave everything to me, who told me that I am a poor uncle!"

Meishan Jun walked away whimpering, the room returned to dead silence, the tiger put its chin on her hand and accompanied her silently.Qin Chuan turned his head with difficulty, looked at the bright autumn scenery outside the window, and remembered that the last time Fu Jiuyun was still here, when she was sleeping late, he leaned on the window and looked at her with a smile.

Why do you fall in love with her?Why don't you say anything, just accompany her silently?Many, many questions she wanted to ask, always wanted to ask, but never asked.A person is about to die, and asking these answers will only increase her sadness. Her heart has always been as cold as a stone to him.

Now the window is empty, he is no longer in this world.There is no need to be sad and remorseful, all this is already the best and most thorough revenge for her, tears are also a mockery.

It was as if he had never appeared before, clothes, shoes, paintings—everything about him was turned into ashes, and the name Gongzi Qi was also forgotten by mortals overnight.Only the bamboo flute he had used was placed well beside the pillow, lingering in front of his nose with the faint fragrance from his sleeve.

Qin Chuan hugged the flute tightly in his arms, feeling as if he was here and should not have left yet.

The green bamboos and bamboos outside the window vaguely resemble the small courtyard at the foot of Fengmian Mountain.Mr. Meishan was probably afraid that she would be sad, so he moved the bamboo forest in Fengmian Mountain to live in Meishan.

She moved outside, moved a stool and sat in front of the bamboo forest, counting them one by one.There is the tallest and thickest one, on which the names of the two people should be engraved.Everything related to him in the world has disappeared, but the name engraved on the green bamboo will not disappear, so he existed, and in her heart, she will never forget it at the end of her life.

Putting the bamboo flute to her lips and blowing it lightly, she doesn't know how to play the flute, she is not as exquisite and ingenious as him, the beautiful sound of the flute is played by her like an old crow.

In the bamboo forest, there was a humanoid ghost taking care of the unearthed bamboo shoots. He couldn't stand the sound, so he came out holding his head to beg for mercy, and begged her not to blow it.

Qin Chuan smiled slightly, looked at the spirit ghost as if pleading, and said in a low voice, "Who can play the flute? Teach me, okay?"

She didn't want to be like those mortals in the world who forgot about him after he disappeared.Whether it's melody or painting, she can learn anything, as long as she gets closer to him.

The gentle wind blew up her clothes and slowly embraced her. Qin Chuan pressed the bamboo flute to his lips and called out in a low voice: "Jiuyun."

He might be right behind him, and he promised softly, stroking her head as gently as sunshine.

She felt content again.

My beloved, I am waiting for you.

When you open your eyes again and look at the world, maybe it has become strange.The leaves no longer glistened, and the evenings were no longer beautiful.The world that has lost its demonic power becomes mediocre and trivial, without any bright and vivid colors.Some are singing, some are cheering; some are alive, some are dead.

Just, I will wait for you.

Maybe at that time, my hair was gray, my teeth fell out, and my speech was slurred and my words were not expressive.

But I still have to wait for you.

I'm going to wait and hold you tight.I'm going to pray to God that I never let go of my hands again.

(End of this chapter)