The little beggar was picked up by the roadside when Mochizuki went out to look for wild vegetables. Last year's snowstorm caused a lot of displaced people this year. When Mochizuki met, the little beggar was gnawing on the roots of the tree, but it was Mochizuki who gave her dry food so that she had the strength to stand up and walk with Mochizuki. And the reason why Mochizuki took her away was entirely because the other party was a girl, and she could just be used by her to tease Yang Qing, and by the way, she brushed her impression of "kindness" in front of Yang Qing.

After asking clearly that this was a beggar who had escaped all the way from the city, Yang Qing asked the child to sit obediently on the side, and after cooking the dishes for a while, he gave her some.

Mochizuki leaned in front of the Bodhisattva platform to watch Yang Qing shush the child and ask for warmth, when he turned around, Yang Qing rarely showed her an appreciative look, Mochizuki stroked his chin and smiled: Picking up a small child can make Yang Qing praise himself, which is really a good thing.

She was only slightly worried, "You don't plan to take this little kid on the road tomorrow, do you?" ”

Yang Qing asked rhetorically, "What do you think?" ”

Mochizuki persuaded him, "There are a lot of homeless people here, just help them as much as you can." If you really want to save them one by one, you can't save them at all. Looking at this child's clever eyes, he is obviously not a fool. It should have been just a moment of bad luck and was abandoned by the large army to get to this point. I think, survive in the southwest, even if you starve to death, she won't starve to death? ”

Yang Qing looked at her with a smile, "I'm starving to death?" ”

Mochizuki hurriedly curryed favor with him, "Of course you won't starve to death!" How can you starve to death with me? ”

Yang Qing smiled and looked down at the fire, but his eyes were quiet and he fell into deep thought. In the empty mountain temple, there was a burst of thunder outside, and in a corner of the temple there was a little beggar who vigilantly shrunk into a ball, and it was Yang Qing who burned the fire and cooked vegetables in the middle. Mochizuki was bored when he saw that Yang Qing didn't speak. She squatted down, pushed Yang Qing's shoulder, and asked curiously, "What are you thinking?" ”

"There is chaos in the southwest, and the government's jurisdiction on this side doesn't seem to be working. The Demon Sect, which was originally able to take care of the people, is now fighting on its own. I had already seen a lot of homeless phenomena when I was on the road before, but now that I look at it again, I don't realize that Jiang Yan is right in some way, and here, I still have to rely on the Demon Sect. ”

Mochizuki's eyes were stained with a proud smile. Because of her identity, she can't exaggerate how good the Holy Sect is, but it is always a good thing that the Holy Sect is recognized by Yang Qing in some aspects.

Mochizuki is not completely indifferent to the homeless. When she was a saint in the past, the lowest level of the cultists were actually these helpless people. In the eyes of these people, the sect masters, rivers and lakes are too far away and too illusory, and the acceptance of the saint by ordinary people is actually the highest. The saint is like a spiritual symbol, and everyone worships her and prays.

Mochizuki has also been fulfilling his duties as a saint.

It's a pity that the mouth of the rivers and lakes is completely controlled by Bai Dao, and after her death, all the people in the world say is how vicious she is. It's in the southwest, the Demon Sect's own territory, and Mochizuki has heard a lot of this kind of statement. She is very happy, and she feels that she also helped ordinary people in the past, but when she died, there are so many people who don't appreciate it, and she is also said to be vicious and ruthless. Even if she is vicious and ruthless, she is also dealing with the masters of the rivers and lakes, what conflict does she have with these people?

Although she never cared about what others scolded her, being scolded in the southwest made her feel that she was too wasteful of feelings.

Yang Qing said slowly, "So, the current chaos of the Demon Sect should indeed be rectified." ”

Mochizuki actually agrees in his heart.

At this time, she couldn't help but think in her heart: It would be nice if Yuan Yingxing was here.

If he can reorganize the current Holy Sect, at least the problems of the displaced people can be solved.

Thinking of Yuan Yingxing, Mochizuki was stunned for a moment.

In fact, lately, she has rarely thought about this person. Maybe it's because it's too interesting to be with Yang Qing, she, a reborn person, really can't say anything about the current affairs of the Holy Sect, and can't help. She had always had a big heart, and she had never thought of solving the current Holy Sect problem on her own.

She really wanted to marry herself to Yang Qing......

I really want to be with Yang Qing all the time......

Yang Qing is so interesting, his spiritual world is a huge palace, brilliant and brilliant. Little by little, he was showing his spiritual world to Mochizuki. Mochizuki was infatuated with him, and the deeper she went, the more she wanted to see it. He is such a person to her taste, which makes her feel that even if she is with him for the rest of her life, she will not get bored.

Mochizuki is becoming more and more interested in Yang Qing, and recently, she rarely thinks about Yuan Yingxing.

Then here, because of Yang Qing's casual emotion, Mochizuki suddenly thought of this person.

There is a feeling of being out of this world.

Once, her mind revolved around this person. She feels that Yuan Yingxing is the most important person in her life.

Of course, this most important person has long been shaken. However, the saint Mochizuki is about to forget her own sect leader for the sake of men...... Mochizuki lowered his head and reflected, very ashamed: as a saint, it was so depraved to only think about chasing men like this.

The next moment, Mochizuki became a little silent. Yang Qing couldn't understand why she suddenly changed from a lively little girl to so quiet, but his advantage was to give people space, and he didn't take the initiative to disturb.

In the evening, it rained heavily.

The sound of the rain roared in the dark night, and together with the sound of the wind, cool air poured in from all sides and rolled up from the earth. The little beggar in the temple had already fallen asleep, Yang Qing was meditating and pranayama, Mochizuki was leaning against the rusty pillar with his knees, and his eyes were a little distracted when he looked at the heavy rain outside the house.

It rained so hard that my heart was quiet.

I really like this rainy day, I've loved it since I was a child. It's as if all the people in the world have disappeared, leaving myself alone and quiet.

It's rare for the world to become merciful and lonely in the rain.

Hit by drowsiness, Mochizuki closed his eyes.

Listening to the rustling of the rain, she fell asleep.

……

Midnight dreamed back and returned to the Holy Religion. It was dark all around, and the little girl hugged her knees and listened to the incessant sound of rain outside. In and out of my dreams, it was raining.

Mochizuki was in a trance, turned his head sideways, reached out and touched forward, ten inches in front of him, it was a stone wall. Touch it back, ten inches behind you, it is also a stone wall.

The chest was instantly forced into a tight space.

She was a little dazed and recognized that this was the place where she had been locked up as a child.

A small black room, beaten out every day, fighting with a group of older or younger children. Living one day is one day, being able to survive one night, and the next day you have to go through the same treatment the day before. This is how the children of the Holy Religion who have made mistakes grow up like this.

After Mochizuki became a saint, because of the shadow of his childhood, he canceled the bloody polishing of children by the Holy Sect. However, when she was young, she grew up in such a place, and it was real.

Why did you come back here?

Isn't she already grown? Hasn't this been outlawed?

"Yueya'er, have a nightmare?" She was in a daze, and was hugged by the warm young man's body next to her.

She raised her hand and touched the other party's face, surprised, "Yuan Yingxing? ”

This stone house, which is very restrictive, was specially prepared by the former sect leader for Yuan Yingxing and Mochizuki. The person here will only be Yuan Yingxing.

The young man put his arm around her, and laughed in a low voice in the heavy rain overnight, "You are so surprised, I thought you had amnesia." ”

In the darkness, Mochizuki looked up and looked at the boy's face.

It's a dream.

When she was young, her martial arts were not high, she couldn't see things at night, and she couldn't see Yuan Yingxing's face clearly. However, she can now clearly see that Yuan Yingxing was a teenager.

He has thick eyebrows, upturned eyes, and a lot of sparkle in his eyes. It's a very beautiful look, with some evil spirit, and it's very good-looking. It's not much different from when he grows up.

When Mochizuki had no aesthetics, she felt that Yuan Yingxing was the best-looking person in the world.

Mochizuki silently and tenderly looked at the young man, the young man who had protected her in the past and grew up in the Holy Sect.

The young man in the dream took her hand and whispered, "Yueya'er, if you can't sleep, recite the mantra I secretly taught you during the day." When you fight someone again tomorrow, you follow me, and don't rush forward. ”

"I don't want to memorize the mantra." Mochizuki said.

"Then count the sound of rain outside. Count and count, and you'll be able to fall asleep. ”

"I don't want to count either." She said willfully.

"That'...... What about my eyelashes? Practice your eyesight? The boy lowered his head and laughed at her.

In that time of suffering, it was his constant amusement, and it was his guidance that made the young Mochizuki optimistic. At that time, Mochizuki was not afraid of anything, and she felt that death was nothing. But she desperately wanted to live, and she thought how sad it would be if she died and Yuan Yingxing was alone.

But then she did die. He's still alive and well.

In the dream, the girl's eyes were moist.

She stretched out her arms and put her arms around the boy's neck. She muttered softly, "I'm really reluctant to grow up." ”

Know all the context of the future.

knew that she would be separated from Yuan Yingxing. I am very attached to the friendship when I was a child, and I miss the friendship when I was young.

The young Yuan Yingxing replied, "What's wrong with growing up?" I want to grow up. He took the girl by the hand and said, "We'll go out." In the future, I will be the leader, you will be the saint, and we will never be separated. ”

Mochizuki sneered.

"I am the master, you are the saint", this sentence is true; "Never separate", the phrase is false.

She looked up, knowing that it was a dream, so she became even more nostalgic. She doesn't care about him so much anymore, he likes his Yao Fu, she likes her Yang Qing, holding their breath to each other, and no one cares about each other's affairs. Mochizuki suddenly saw the original star when he was young, and he had the illusion that his heart suddenly moved.

She asked the young man in her dream, "Yuan Yingxing, what kind of person am I in your eyes?" ”

He replied, "You are the sweetest person." ”

The girl blinked, then smiled, her eyes moist and bright.

The scene in the dream suddenly changes, and the time is like passing water. Grow up quickly, accurately looking for opportunities in the Holy Religion. After yin those elders and imprisoned those hall masters, the young men and girls stood side by side, and finally took the entire Holy Sect into their hands. After that, it can be peaceful for another five years and ten years, and when Yao Fu appears, Yuan Yingxing will turn against her.

He said, "Yueya'er, why don't you always like Ah Yao? She's so funny, and it's so much fun to tease. I couldn't stand being bullied by me, so I only dared to hide and cry secretly, and I had to scold me when I came back. You can see that her face is firm, but her heart is very soft. Like them, I really want to see what kind of person I can change Ah Yao into in the big dye vat of the Holy Sect, or if her kindness can change me. ”

Mochizuki: "She's a fun person in your eyes, and she's for you to tease." What kind of person am I in your eyes? ”

The boy stood up and replied, "You are the loveliest person." ”

The girl lowered her head and smiled, and at this moment, she didn't mind him leaving herself.

Mochizuki turned back suddenly, he was a guest in his dream, and how many years had passed outside his dream.

Iron Horse Binghe fell into a dream, he was on the left, and he was on the right. But a person's mind becomes too fast, and she doesn't understand it too much. Immediately after him, I still don't understand how it became like this. She rarely uses feelings, and so does Yuan Yingxing. So it's all in the confusion.

watched Yuan Yingxing leave in a daze.

I feel very reluctant, very unwilling, and hate Yao Fu very much.

Why do you think my things have been snatched away by others?

In addition to being unwilling, I don't know anything else so far. Probably people with similar personalities, always. Because they are too similar, they don't have much attraction to each other, so they are easily attracted by the outside world of flowers. Suddenly, one day, when I wanted to turn back, I found that the door had been closed. I don't know if he locked it up or if she locked it up.

So day by day I was disappointed, day by day, and I didn't care anymore.

The girl chased after him, "Yuan Yingxing!" ”

He stopped.

She muttered, "Yuan Yingxing...... Don't you go ......."

……

"Ah Yue? Got a nightmare? The girl slept unsteadily, and the young man took her into his arms, raised his warm, dry hand, and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. She whispered something that she couldn't quite hear. Yang Qing checked her pulse, beating fast, and she should be very unstable in her dreams.

The little beggar has always spent the night in the mountains, although Yang Qing's movements are very light, but Mochizuki's whispering still woke her up.

The rain was still falling, and it was really cold at night. The little beggar covered the tablecloth and shrunk even more into the corner, lowering his sense of save, and his sleepy eyes were still looking at the young man and girl on that side.

The aura on Yang Qing's body was too gentle, too much to make people want to get closer. As he patted the girl on the back, she slowly calmed down. Seeing the moon was fine, Yang Qing thought: Should he let her go and let her continue to sleep alone? Then put your arms around her to prevent her from having nightmares again?

Because of thinking, the hand that hugged the girl's shoulder was a little loose.

The girl who had fallen into a dream seemed to be very disturbed by his departure, and when his hand left, she suddenly stretched out her hand and pressed the young man's hand tightly in her bosom. Her eyelashes trembled, she couldn't open them all the time, and her mouth was fast and urgent, "Yuan Yingxing, don't go!" ”

"......" Yang Qing's eyes froze, looking at the girl in his arms, he whispered, "Who are you calling?" ”

As if in response to his question, the girl shrank into his arms one by one, and her voice was very low, but for Yang Qing, he wanted to hear clearly, and where would it be a problem.

He clearly heard Mochizuki muttering pleading, "Yuan Yingxing......"

He reached out his finger and brushed the mist from her eyelashes.

Yang Qing looked at her distractedly.

The mountains are cold, and night fog and heavy rain rage outside the temple. However, it was not until this moment that the moisture seeped in. It penetrated into the five internal organs.

Yang Qing looked at her.

He seemed to be in the middle of ice and fire, the hot, the cold, the hot and cold, made his fingers tremble slightly.

And on her fingers, there were her cold tears.

The person she called was not him.

The one who cried, it was not him.

Yang Qing tilted his head, and for a moment, he felt his wolf bèi.

Whether it's in a dream, or outside a dream. He's all a passerby.

He put Mochizuki away, let her lean against the stone pillar, and continued to sleep. Then, expressionlessly, with a few clicks on her, she was forced to let go of her sleeves and hands.

The young man stood up, and his tall and graceful figure stood in front of the sleeping girl, looking down at her. The flood in his heart was so great that it almost drowned him. This space, even standing, feels so difficult.

He turned around and walked outside the temple.

"Ah......h The little beggar whispered, "Brother, are you leaving?" Aren't you coming back? ”

Yang Qing looked at her for a moment and said, "I'll go out for a while." ”

Under the timid gaze of the little beggar, he walked out of the mountain temple and into the heavy rain. After he left, the little beggar jumped up quickly and ran to the temple gate to look at the door. I saw the young man in white walking in the heavy rain, and his whole body was drenched.

In the dark night, he looked really lonely and desolate.

Slowly, farther and farther.

At dawn the next day, the rain was still falling, and there was no intention of stopping. Mochizuki woke up, rubbed his forehead that hurt a little, felt that he had been in a mess in his dream last night, and he slept and felt more tired than if he hadn't slept at all. She wandered around the night and noticed a pair of eyes staring at her.

Looking down, it was the little beggar who was saved yesterday.

Mochizuki swept around the mountain temple, but didn't see Yang Qing, so he asked, "What about your cheap father?" ”

"Brother Yuan said he was going out for a while."

The little beggar was talking about "Brother Yuan", and Mochizuki thought she was young and couldn't speak clearly, so she smiled and didn't take it to heart. Since Yang Qing said that he wanted to go out for a while, he would go out for a while. She walked around the temple twice, the bonfire had long been extinguished, it was raining in the mountains, and it was very cold in the temple. She complained to Yang Qing in her heart: What are you going to do at this time?

When the little beggar saw this sister wandering around the temple, she was a little afraid that she would leave like her big brother last night. How terrible it is to be trapped in a mountain temple by yourself.

The little beggar spoke to this sister flatteringly, "Sister, you talked in your sleep last night, and you called your brother." Will you get married? "The children who have been wandering on the rivers and lakes all the year round have a strong ability to observe words and colors. The little beggar had long seen that the relationship between the two was ambiguous, and this sister was acting a little evil, so she deliberately said nice things to make the other party happy.

Mochizuki was really happy, and asked with a smile, "Really?" What am I shouting? ”

"You shout, 'Yuan Yingxing, don't go'."

Mochizuki: "......"

After a pause, the smile in her eyes retracted, "You think he is Yuan Yingxing?" So call him 'Brother Yuan'? ”

Her eyelashes trembled, "Did I mistake him for 'Yuan Yingxing'?" ”

The little beggar was frightened by her suddenly cold face, and nodded in panic.

Looking at the moon is like falling into an ice cave.

Yang Qing heard her shouting "Yuan Yingxing"?

How could he—how could he hear it?

He must have misunderstood that she liked Yuan Yingxing.

So, does he not want her......

Mochizuki walked over, pulled the child by, and asked quickly, "Did he leave last night?" How long has it been gone? Is there any time to say when you will be back? ”

The little beggar shook his head.

Mochizuki let go of her and stood blankly in place, watching the heavy rain outside the temple. It was raining heavily, and he walked outside the mountain temple.

He...... Gone, right?

Disappointed in her and never coming back?

I was anxious and annoyed, and I had a lot of words to explain. How can dreams be taken seriously? She definitely didn't mistake two people, she was unintentional. She wants to explain to Yang Qing, she is articulate, and she has many words to excuse herself. She definitely didn't mean it, Yang Qing was definitely important......

Mochizuki couldn't take care of the children anymore, and regardless of the heavy rain outside, he swept out, trying to chase into the mountains to find someone.

She bumped into the people who came in from outside.

The young man stretched out his hand, his cold hand held her, and said gently, "Where are you going?" ”

Mochizuki looked up and saw Yang Qing's face. He was drenched, his hair was close to his face, his face was slightly pale, his eyebrows were lowered, and he looked a little haggard.

She opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say. For a while, she only cared about grabbing his hand, as if he was afraid that he would leave immediately.

It's Yang Qing.

It's really Yang Qing.

He's back!

Yang Qing glanced at her, entered the mountain temple, and naturally brought Mochizuki, who was holding his hand, in. Mochizuki bit her lip and asked him, "Where have you been?" ”

"Hunt some game." He said.

Only then did Mochizuki see that he was carrying a pheasant in his hand.

The little beggar who was greatly relieved said happily, "Brother, you're back!" It was great to have food to eat! ”

Mochizuki stood in the open space, watching the young man squatting on the ground, plucking his wings and cutting the body of a chicken. The technique is skillful, the eyebrows are calm from beginning to end, and nothing is said at all.

Mochizuki's lips were bitten and white, and the desire to explain and tangled in her heart made her feel like a mountain. Every time she saw his delicate eyebrows, she felt a little more pressure in her heart. Guessing in my mind: what is he thinking? Is it disappointment, or sadness?

I want to explain!

I must explain!

Mochizuki squatted over, grabbed his hand, and asked cautiously, "Did I make you sad and disappointed last night?" I can ...... "I can explain."

The words were not finished.

Because Yang Qing interrupted her, "No." He barely interrupts. It was always what others said, and he listened quietly. His cultivation is so good, so good that people are ashamed of themselves.

"Ah......?"

He looked up, looked into her weak eyes, and said slowly, "Nothing happened, no sadness and disappointment." You don't have to explain. ”

Mochizuki paused, stared at him blankly, and looked down again.