There is no day in the ground, and there is no alternation of day and night.

Han Wenjuan shrunk and squatted on the bed, staring at the roof blankly, not speaking. Mo Cui was always very busy, carving paintings in the corner of the wall for a while, and banging on the wall on this side for a while, entertaining himself. It's enviable, and sometimes it's good to be like a fool and don't have to worry about anything.

"Are you really going to carve it all over the wall? I'm just talking about it, and I'm going to take it seriously. Han Wen couldn't survive the emptiness and loneliness for a long time, said to him.

"Master said that humility and studious are virtues. Mo Cui replied as she carved in stone.

"Your master can educate people. Han Wen hung her head weakly, although she really wanted to take the opportunity to find out some news, but she really didn't bother to ask him to the bottom of it, anyway, it was in vain to ask, this guy only remembered that he had learned his skills from the master, and remembered his name, and other than that, he didn't know anything else, and he didn't know anything about the amnesia until this year was the Year of the Monkey.

"Do you really want to go out?" asked her suddenly.

Han Wen nodded without thinking: "I want to go out, and I don't want to stay here for the rest of my life." ”

Mo Cui said: "Actually, I can take you out." ”

Han Wen's eyes lit up, and he jumped up excitedly, "Really, you can take us out!"

Mo Cui walked to the side of the bed and stammered inexplicably, "I know there's a place to get out, but, but...... I have a request. ”

"As long as I can go out, I will agree to whatever you say. Hangeul's mind was in a state of elation, and his words were completely out of his mind.

"Can you take me out?" he was a little embarrassed.

Han Wen blinked: "Are you going to move?"

He flew around, unexpectedly shy, and explained: "Well, I don't remember the past, but I always feel that I didn't live here before, it's not that I met you, I finally met a living person, I, I want to go outside and have a look, and-" After a pause, his tone was three points deeper, "I always feel that there are important things waiting for me to complete." ”

Seeing that he was so sincere and serious, Han Wen couldn't find a reason to refuse, and in the noble character of helping others, she promised to take him out with her. But the premise is that he wants to help her share the labor - the two little ghosts are unconscious, and she can't carry them alone, so it just so happens that he and her carry one on each other. It wasn't too much to ask, and he readily agreed.

Leaving the "old house" where he had lived for hundreds of years, Momura took Hanwen back and forth along the corridor outside the tomb seven or eight times, and when Hanwen thought she was going to get lost and didn't know how to return, he finally took her to the place that was said to be the "exit".

Actually, it was a wall, or the place where she had been scared into a coma by him before.

Han Wen faced this wall again, and he wanted to cry. "Is this really the way out? Are you sure you're not copying the route we came from?"

Mo Cui replied seriously: "Yes, yes, I can't open this wall, but I know that the outside must be an exit, and you can open it." ”

The corners of Han Wen's eyes twitched, and he scolded in his heart: What is this? After tossing for a long time, I returned to the original point, your uncle is cheating on me!

Angry is angry, Han Wen is still sensible, for the time being, I believe that there is a reason why he brought them all the way here, and gently put the Minyu on his back under the wall, Han Wen asked patiently and began to study the mystery of the wall. But on closer inspection, there is no gain.

Mo Cui reminded in a low voice beside him: "You can only destroy the formation from the outside, you can't do it inside." ”

"You told me I was outside, but we're inside now!" Han Wen wanted to cry without tears, so angry that he roared directly, "The inside can't be destroyed, so why are you still bringing me here? What am I doing here? A broken wall that can't be passed through inside and out, isn't it possible that I have to knock on it and touch it to break it?"

Han Wen howled and knocked and touched with his hands.

As a result, bricks rained down, walls broke, and a hole appeared under her hand.

Hangul is stupid.

Mo Cui was stunned.

......

A half-century of silence passed

Mo Cui: "You're so powerful!

Korean: "...... Shut up, I don't want to talk right now. ”

Who can tell her what the hell is going on? Isn't it so powerful that she can bounce a monster that has lived for hundreds of years into the air? Why can she just use a little force to break it? She really isn't the reincarnation of Hercules!

Han Wen was full of doubts about whether the knowledge along the way was a bit ridiculous, in contrast, Mo Cui's joy added a bit of joy to the escape of the three people and one demon. If you ignore the long and short questions he asked along the way as if he was checking Hanwen's household registration, Hanwen might not mind taking him out with him.

After asking more than a dozen times, Mo Cui knew Hanwen's name as he wished, and seemed to want to get closer to the two, so he didn't ask for the other party's consent, and directly called Hanwen "Wenwen". It's a brazen person to this extent. Han Wen was disgusted with him but couldn't wipe his face in person, because she wasn't sure if a stupid person would understand what face was, she secretly persuaded herself not to be like a fool, and let him call "Wenwen" one by one.

Fortunately, Mo Cui talks a lot but is not really annoying, and on the way out, they get along well.

Breaking down the wall, they walked unimpeded, and as they walked, they became more and more sure that this was the real exit, for it had been playing upwards, and at the end, pushing open the last stone door, they came to a place large enough to hide thousands of books.

"It turns out that the exit of the underground chamber leads to the two underground floors of the library pavilion. Han Wen was surprised and delighted to discover this truth, surprised that she discovered the secret of the Yuntai Immortal Sect, and happy that she finally came out.

Mo Cui didn't talk about such a large underground library, he was full of curiosity about everything, leaving Hangeul and the two imps behind, he indulged in research....... Book.

Han Wen ignored him, put the two little ghosts on the "mattress" of the stack of books, and began to flip through the books and move around.

This floor of the library is built underground, the sunlight can't get in, and there is no open flame to light up, to Han Wen's surprise, this man named Mo Cui will actually conjure up a ball of fire and float in the air to illuminate it.

Actually, he's a demon. Han Wen thought, otherwise, where would people live for 500 years.

"What are you looking for?" When Han Wen was thinking wildly, the demon-like man stood behind her at some point, and he was caught off guard and spoke, which really startled her.

"Is there something wrong with you?" Han Wen looked at the man who didn't know how to be polite.

He lowered his head and approached her, and said cautiously, "It's so big, it's so scary, can we leave?"

Can this place be more terrible than you?" Han Wen sneered, and his face was unpretentious: "Wait until I find something, and then leave, okay?"

He said, "What are you looking for?"

Han Wen turned his head to flip through the book, and said as he flipped through it: "I'm looking for the secret here, you can also see it, except that a book is a book, how can you find it if you don't look for it in a book." ”

He "oh", instantly understood, and then leaned forward to rummage around her. "I'll help you. He was eager to help, but clumsily pushed the entire row of bookshelves to the ground, and in an instant, the muffled sound of heavy objects hitting the ground was heavy, and all kinds of books and ancient books were scattered all over the ground, kicking up a layer of fog-like dust. "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to...... Accidentally ......" He lowered his head in a panic and bent down to admit his mistake, his hands clenched the tattered clothes on his side, and the whole person was cramped and uneasy.

Han Wen's mood was incomprehensible, and he sighed softly: "Alas, forget it, this is not my book, if it is poured, it will be poured, don't be too nervous, it's okay." After saying that, he bowed down to pick up the book, and when he saw this, he quickly picked up a book at the top of the pile for her, holding it in both hands and putting it in front of her eyes, like a good baby who did something wrong and tried to please.

"Thank you. Han Wen took the book and smiled at him.

He seemed to have been praised and was so happy that he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Han Wen thought he was quite funny, so he didn't say anything, and let him giggle by his side. Originally, she just flipped through it, but she accidentally found something interesting in the book he picked up.

"Mocui. She held the book in one hand and beckoned to him with the other, "Come and see what this thing is." ”

She was referring to a page in the book with a jade image drawn next to it and a few lines of annotations.

Mo Cui looked at it carefully and pondered: "This piece of jade, it seems that I have seen it somewhere, it is so familiar." ”

"Of course we've seen it, and this is the jade that the dead man in the tomb carried. Han Wen flipped through a few more pages, and sure enough, he saw the second familiar jade statue, and then the third and fourth statues...... Eight pieces of jade, the jade worn on the corpse, are all recorded in this book. "What the hell is going on? These jades are water jades, why do they have to be made into eight different looks?" Han Wen became more and more confused, his mind was confused, and his thoughts were so confused that he had no clue at all.

At this time, Mo Cui said, "It's all water jade?"

Han Wen was absent-minded: "Yes, Shui Yu, it's written next to the image." ”

"I know this kind of jade, Master told me. Mo Cui recalled, "'Danshan is out of Yan, and the southeast flows into Luoshui, and there is more water jade in it', and 'chasing water out of Yan, and the north flow is injected into the saying, and there is more water jade in it'." The water jade in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" is mostly related to local gods, demons and monsters. However, Master told me that the water jade is transformed by the ice of a thousand years, and it is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that gathers into essence, which can be repaid to the water and soil spirits and wisdom of one side. ”

"I see. Han Wen's eyes sparkled, and the chaotic chaos finally found the one she wanted.

Yuntai Mountain can be described as the gathering of fairies, in ancient times as the ancestral land of the fox fairy, the prosperity of the aura is the top in the world, such a place, the heavens favor, the place is good in water and soil, people are scarce, the time and place are favorable, and the whole Qi, it is not surprising that there is water jade. But I don't understand what it means to put water jade on a dead person.

Han Wen asked Mo Cui: "Did your master tell you what is the importance of water jade on a dead person?"

Mo Cui stared at the ceiling, and was silent for a long time before he said: "Water jade is gathered by spiritual energy, and it is generally formed in underground glaciers....... It's soul pressing. ”

Han Wen's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and his temples suddenly stabbed with pain, "Soul pressing?" Something came out of his chest, rushing upwards until the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Master said that all living beings, all souls have souls, and life is from death to death, and the soul lives and dies with the body. After a person dies, his soul is reincarnated in the next life, which is the 'rule' of the Heavenly Dao, but if a thousand years of water jade is placed on the deceased, the soul will be locked in the body, and the five 'roads' can be walked, which is to press the soul. ”

"You've lived for hundreds of years, and you haven't found that the jade on that corpse is soul-crushing?"

"This ...... I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it. Those who don't know are not guilty, and you can't blame me. ”

"What's the point about the shape of the water jade?"

"If it's a soul press, it's natural to do it exactly right with the corpse. ”

Han Wen was silent. It turns out that this water jade has to be tailor-made to suppress the soul, and the person who built the tomb is very careful, burying the corpse, but suppressing the soul of the deceased, what does this mean?

"Wenwen. Mo Trine said loudly, "Who do you say is so lacking in virtue, crushing people's souls, reincarnation and cutting off people's back roads, and they are not afraid of thunder...... Chop. ”

As soon as the words fell, the fire that was swinging in the air suddenly went out, and the library suddenly fell into darkness.

"Mo Cui?" Han Wen thought it was his ghost and called him dissatisfied, but responded with a muffled voice and a small incomplete whimper. "What are you doing, get the fire out, I can't see anything...... "The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, her heart raised her throat, she tried to open her eyes, looking left and right, although it was dark, and she couldn't see anything around, but she just felt that if she was not vigilant at this moment, something bad would suddenly fall on her head.

Mo Cui somehow didn't make a sound, and all around her was so quiet that only her gasping breath could be heard.

Han Wen has never been a coward, but at this time, she is really scared.

The book pavilion suddenly became gloomy, and no matter how you thought about it, it was terrifying.

"Mo Cui ....." Han Wen began to get anxious, his heart was full of fear, and his voice was trembling. There was no sound in all directions, as if the world had suddenly fallen silent, and she was alone here. It was a bad feeling, and she really didn't like it.

With his memory, he walked slowly in the dark by touching the bookshelf, and Hangeul's senses were magnified to the extreme, and even the hairs on his body stood up to sense everything around him. Touching and touching, he walked to the end of the bookshelf, and subconsciously wanted to cross the aisle to touch the next bookshelf, but the moment he put his hand down, Han Wen's whole body was like a lightning strike, and he trembled. At the same time, a strange and familiar aroma came to my face.

This touch, this size, soft, cool, like jade and very jade.

There was no doubt that her hand fell into the other, as it was holding her hand steadily.

It's not Mo Cui, this hand is not comparable to Mo Cui's black and dry hands.

Who is it?

Who exactly?

Han Wen wanted to ask him who he was, but his body was as stiff as ice, and he couldn't do anything he could say.

The man's fingers slowly closed, wrapping her hand in the palm of his hand, and then, without waiting for his instinctive refusal response, the other hand stroweled over her shoulder, directly covering her slightly trembling lips—swallowing in exclamation.

And just like that, she was dragged into a darker world, drowned out for her voice and breathing.