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There are shadows on the ground, Mu Lianxiao leaned on the bamboo, raised her head and looked up, the evergreen bamboo leaves of the four seasons were still green in winter.

If it weren't for the cold wind blowing on his body and the sunshine that didn't have much temperature at all, the season in the bamboo forest could make Mu Lianxiao confused for a moment.

He remembered every time he came to the bamboo forest over the years.

Sometimes it's spring, sometimes it's autumn.

Mu Tang always stood quietly in front of the broken house, and no matter what Mu Lianxiao asked, he refused to confide a word.

Now, Mu Lianxiao finally heard the answer he asked for from Mu Tang's mouth, but he didn't expect the answer to be too heavy.

For nearly ten years, Mu Tang has been burdened with such secret asceticism, and his death may be a relief for him.

Even if you can't climb the Western Bliss, at least you don't have to suffer from muscles, bones, and skin.

No more suffering from this sin of the heart.

Mu Liankang saw that Mu Lianxiao didn't move, he walked over, sat down on the other side of the same bamboo, and looked up at the sky like Mu Lianxiao.

"Ah Xiao, in your eyes, is the second uncle that kind of person?" Mu Liankang asked in a deep voice.

Mu Lianxiao was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "Big brother, there are some things that I have been hiding from you before." ”

In order to prevent Mu Liankang from being swayed by Mu Yuanjing's blood-spewing people who have no evidence, Mu Lianxiao originally planned to tell her guesses one by one after letting Mu Liankang meet Mu Tang.

But Mu Lianxiao didn't expect that Mu Yuanmou was not only the person who killed Mu Liankang back then, but even the death of his grandfather, father, and uncle was not so simple.

"Based on Mu Tang's words alone, how much do you think you can believe?" Mu Liankang asked again.

Mu Lianxiao lowered her eyes, calmly looked at Mu Tang, who had passed away, and said, "I don't want to believe it, but I can't believe it." ”

Mulenkang was silent.

He has been looking forward to his family, but his feelings are vague.

In addition to Mu Lianxiao and Du Yunluo, only Wu Lao Taijun and Xu Shi made him miss and wanted to meet them.

As for Mu Yuanmou, Mu Liankang was originally not close and alienated, so his anger and heartache about what Mu Yuanmou did were far more bitter than questioning.

But Mu Lianxiao is different.

He has been with Mu Yuanmou for many years, and the knives of his relatives are more shaky than the thousands of horses and horses of Tartar coming to the city.

Even if you know in your heart what is true and what is false, it is not easy to face it calmly.

Mu Liankang knew this very well, he did not urge Mu Lianxiao, but gave him some time to sort out Mu Tang's words before he died.

The two sat quietly for half an hour, then got up, patted the dirt marks on the hem of their clothes, and walked out of the bamboo forest without hurrying.

The aftermath of Mutang was handed over to Qinglian Temple.

Hearing that the master of Kongming in the back mountain was seated, the monk of Zhike folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name, his eyes were full of pity.

Leaving Qinglian Mountain and returning to the post house in Tongcheng, Du Yunluo and Zhuang Ke greeted them back and forth.

Zhuang Ke was very concerned and hurriedly asked, "Did that master say anything?" ”

As soon as the words fell, seeing that Mu Liankang and Mu Lianxiao were solemn, Zhuang Ke subconsciously looked at Du Yunluo.

Du Yunluo and Zhuang Ke exchanged a look, and their hearts fluttered.

Mu Tang hasn't said a word all these years, Mu Lianxiao has become accustomed to Mu Tang's silence, if Mu Tang still gritted his teeth this time, Mu Lianxiao regretted it, but should be more calm.

And now, Du Yunluo read heaviness in Mu Lianxiao's eyes.

Mu Liankang pulled Zhuang Ke and left first, and Du Yunluo helped Mu Lianxiao into the room and asked him to lie down on the couch.

Jinrui went outside to guard, leaving the two of them in the house.

Du Yunluo sat on the edge of the couch and pondered, "What did Master Kong Ming say?" ”

Mu Lianxiao pursed his lips, he held Du Yunluo's hand, wrapped it in his palm, and rubbed his fingertips again and again.

Du Yunluo turned her eyes to look at Mu Lianxiao.

Even though Mu Lianxiao's eyes were half-closed, Du Yunluo couldn't read anything from his eyes, but Mu Lianxiao's emotions were still conveyed through the movements of her fingertips.

Tiredness, exhaustion in my heart.

"Mu Tang sat down." For a long time, Mu Lianxiao said in a deep voice.

Du Yunluo was stunned, she couldn't believe it, her body couldn't help but stiffen, and she said in a trembling voice: "When did it happen?" ”

Was it before Mu Lianxiao and they arrived, or after that?

Did Mu Tang confide the truth before he died?

Evidence of the past is hard to find, if there is no Mu Tang as a party, should you put your hope on Mu Liankang's recovery?

Mu Lianxiao's voice was astringent, and she said, "In front of me and my eldest brother, I broke my wish."

Yunluo, he said a lot, some of which we had guessed before, and some of which, I didn't know at all.

It turned out that behind the scenes, for the sake of the title, my second uncle was so mad! ”

Du Yunluo's heart beat heavily, like a drum, and then suddenly accelerated, so fast that it almost jumped out of her throat.

What did she hear?

Mu Tang said a lot of things that Mu Lianxiao didn't know, and those things were called madness by Mu Lianxiao.

Could it be that Mu Tang still knows about the death of the old marquis and Mu Yuance's brothers?

gasped and suppressed the eagerness in her heart, she didn't urge Mu Lianxiao, waiting for him to continue.

Mu Lianxiao spoke extremely slowly, pausing from time to time.

Hearing those old things with my own ears and repeating them now feels completely different.

Every word, every word, made Mu Lianxiao's chest stuffy and heavy.

Du Yunluo listened carefully, Mu Lianxiao's harvest on this trip was far more than she imagined.

is not only the truth about Mu Liankang's disappearance, but also the truth that she has always wanted Mu Lianxiao to know, but the old marquis father and son died in battle without evidence.

All at once things crumbled like a wild horse that had broken free, and where its hooves stomped, it kicked up puffs of dust, and even the old earth, which had been trampled on, was kicked loose, revealing the white bones under the layers of soil.

Du Yunluo originally thought that she should be happy, at least deep down, there would be a layer of excitement.

Those naked and bloody pasts do not need to be revealed by her to Mu Lianxiao in person, and Mu Tang's identity and experience, his words are more convincing.

This is a good thing for Du Yunluo, but now, she can't be happy at all.

Mu Lianxiao's pain and pressure, she saw it clearly in her eyes.

No matter how strong and resolute a person is in his heart, he cannot deal with it calmly in the face of such betrayal and hatred.

Her son is not a cold-blooded person, and his enthusiasm and kindness will make him miserable at the moment.

Although he can come out, he has to come out, but it will take some time.

Her throat was sour, Du Yunluo's eyes were full of mist, and she felt heartache for Mu Lianxiao.

Mu Lianxiao slowly opened her eyes, looked at Du Yunluo with tears in her eyes, and said, "Yunluo, how many have you guessed?" (To be continued.) )