(298), Wu Shu

Long before Shisu said these words, Mo Ye had thought about and seriously considered these questions.

At that time, she concluded that she had to move forward and face it. However, when the real thing came to pass, if it weren't for Shiso's words at this moment, she might have forgotten what she had been thinking in the first place, and she couldn't realize that she was withdrawing, and she was terrified of the memory she had seen a few days earlier.

Shisu's words were like a spring thunderbolt, smashing into her mind through Mo Ye's ear drums, smashing the case that was tangled with sadness, helplessness and confusion, so that the original meaning of the shell could be revealed and dissolved with her heart.

She's understandably scared of gore, and it does take time to get used to. However, we must not allow the mentality of withdrawal to be extended, expanded, and habitualized in our hearts.

After lowering his eyebrows, Mo Ye suddenly raised his face slightly, and his eyes gradually became firm and said, "Yes, I shouldn't be so weak." On the day I left, I asked myself what would happen if there was danger. My decision wasn't what it is now, but I almost lost what I decided, thank you Seventh Sister for the reminder. ā€

"If only you could figure it out, I hope you can sleep a little more peacefully tonight because you have figured it out."

Zi Su pressed Mo Ye's shoulder with his uninjured hand, smiled slightly, and said: "When people with thousands of troops and horses are also depressed, people's biggest enemy is likely to be the other self that is closest to them and has been helping them make decisions. You have to learn to control your will, of course, you have to be proficient in these things, and you need to slowly accumulate experience. ā€

Mo Ye raised his hand to hold Shiso's hand on her shoulder, and nodded with a smile.

Zi Su breathed a sigh of relief, took Mo Ye's hand, and continued to lead her to the room where the clothes were kept.

When he entered the room, Shisu suddenly said, "I have a building I want to tell you." ā€

Mo Ye nodded expectantly.

Zi Su pushed the door into the house, and at the same time Wen Yan said: "I have always thought that I have to let go of something. The quickest way is to pick up another thing quickly, otherwise there will be too many empty thoughts left unplaced, and it is easy to go wrong when piled together. ā€

A thoughtful look appeared on Mo Ye's face, and he was speechless for a moment before he hesitated and said, "Another thing...... I can't think of it yet. ā€

"It's okay, this kind of thing needs to be carefully considered." Zi Su encouraged Mo Ye, then turned around and went to the cabinet to look for clothes, and at the same time said casually: "If you have any thoughts and plans to hesitate, just come and talk to me, maybe I can give you some inspiration." ā€

As soon as Zisu's words fell, he suddenly heard Mo Ye's "oh". She listened to the tone. But it didn't seem like Mo Ye was dealing with what she just said, but as if she had some understanding.

Shisu stopped looking for clothes in the cabinet and turned to look at Mo Ye. I saw her groaning and said, "I remembered just now that before leaving Xingjia Village, Master said that he would take me to meet some people and some things. If he didn't mean to show me the cruelty, then what could it be? ā€

"I only know that Brother Lin has a lot of friends, but I don't know the specifics. He used to be in Kyoto. I'm about your age. Zi Su pondered for a moment, and then said: "Maybe you can try to ask Jiu Niang, she has been helping Brother Lin preside over Dongfeng Tower for a few years, and she has also written a lot of letters during this period, which may give you some inspiration." ā€

Mo Ye nodded, and then smiled again: "From the moment I first entered the Dongfeng Tower. I'm curious about a question, I think I should be able to get the answer directly from the seventh sister, right? ā€

Shisu sensed something was wrong from Mo Ye's gaze, but she didn't express her refusal to answer in advance. He only said softly: "You say." ā€

"Who is the woman who bought Dongfeng Tower in the early years? Who is the man who renamed Dongfeng Tower? Mo Ye spoke in a smooth tone, and the more he talked about the back, the more determined his gaze became, "At the end of the day, I just want to know. What is the relationship between that man and a woman and my master? Why did the two of them disappear without a trace soon after buying Dongfeng Tower? But if you want my master to be thousands of miles away, you have to stretch your hand to take care of this property? ā€

"...... you asked," Shiso's eyes gradually showed a look of surprise, "It's not a question anymore." I know the answer, but it's not exhaustive, and you should prefer a comprehensive answer, so I'd better ask Jiu Niang! ā€

What Mo Ye asked is indeed a question that cannot be summed up with just one answer. And vaguely, she is actually still directing this question in the direction of one thing.

In fact, Zi Su didn't perceive Mo Ye's special intention, but she still chose not to answer, because she knew the answer very well what it would mean if she shook it off in front of Mo Ye.

Mo Ye sighed, lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment before raising his eyes and saying, "I can guess that I won't get the answer to this question." Just as Master has always been reluctant to tell me about my parents, you won't say anything. ā€

She paused slightly, and before Zi Su could speak, she shook her head again and said, "That's fine, if you don't say it, then I can't care about finding the answer myself." Seventh sister, you said that I should do one thing to forget the unpleasant feelings in my heart, I think this thing should be the most appropriate thing. ā€

When she had said this, she turned and went out of the house.

Zi Su was stunned for a moment, and then shouted at Mo Ye's back, "Where are you going?" I haven't changed your clothes yet! ā€

"Bask in the sun." Mo Ye tilted his head sideways and did not stop. After walking a few steps away, she said again: "Seventh sister, please burn my clothes too!" I don't need it anymore. ā€

……

When night fell, the colorful lights that dotted the entire Dongfeng Building finally came on again after two days of silence.

When the business was closed for two days and reopened, there were so many customers that some of them couldn't take care of it. Originally, Jiuniang was still a little interested in business, but when the door of Dongfeng Building opened, the long-waiting guests entered compactly, and the tall and spacious hall on the first floor was filled with the slight smoke and noise mixed with the smell of wine, the haze in Jiuniang's heart was also dispelled by this active voice, and she didn't have time to think about those sad things for the time being.

No one knows who the real proprietor of Dongfeng Tower is, and most people count it as an industry in charge of Jiuniang. Despite this, whether internally or externally, the building should not be closed for too long, and if someone with a heart can associate its abnormal closure with the bad events that have occurred in Kyoto in the past few days, the root cause of Dongfeng Lou's existence may be affected.

Therefore, while Dongfeng Building entered a normal state of business operation as usual, Jiu Niang also discussed with the girls in the building and came up with a set of excuses to explain that it was not open for the past few days.

Mo Ye stood on the tile ridge on the roof of the Dongfeng Tower, exhaled a long breath at the night sky of Kyoto, and saw that in the deep night without a moon, the seven-colored lantern lights hanging outside the Dongfeng Tower were even more brilliant. She sighed leisurely and said: "Brother Xiao Yi once said that he likes to stand on a high place very much, because the farther he looks, the less easy it is to hold his breath in his heart, and I really feel it today." ā€

"You shouldn't be standing so high." The person who spoke with a somewhat cold voice half-squatted beside Mo Ye, it was the night walker who brought her medicine every day.

The Night Walker is not very qualified for 'Night Walking' today. He didn't wear a night suit, but a blue-gray cloth shirt reflected the light of the colored lights coming from downstairs, and it was slightly discolored visually. His face was no longer covered with black cloth, and because of the brilliant lights, the half of his face that seemed to have been shaved off the muscles of his face did not make Mo Ye feel terrible when he saw it under the moonlit night that day.

The night walker took out a small urn from the big medicine jar and handed it to Mo Ye, and at the same time said: "It's not proper to bring you up here, if you stand here for a longer rest time, I will have to carry my heart for a breath time." ā€

Mo Ye took the medicine urn and looked at the dark brown medicinal soup with the dregs floating inside, and couldn't help frowning.

Thinking of the strange and unbearable taste of this medicine, she didn't drink it immediately, nor did she complain about anything, but said lightly: "It's not on this, do you want to go below?" You'll be seen by the fun-seekers in the building. ā€

The night walker's eyes changed slightly, he didn't follow the meaning of Mo Ye's words, and only said in a deep voice after a moment of silence: "Is it that since you built yƬ and I came here last night, you have already planned to let me take you to the top floor?" ā€

"Absolutely nothing." Mo Ye shook his head again and again, and after a pause, he said: "However, considering that you are coming, I built the master of this building to demolish the bamboo building on the lotus pond in the backyard." Less of that light, more about your coming and going. ā€

The night walker said lightly: "As far as I know, the demolition of the bamboo building is used as a reason for the closure of the Dongfeng Building in the past few days. ā€

Mo Ye was stunned, and then said in surprise: "Do you know how to read minds?" ā€

The night walker shook his head slightly, and said slowly: "When I first arrived, I heard the woman on the first floor say this every time a guest arrives. ā€

Mo Ye sighed softly in his heart a little helplessly, and secretly almost forgot that in addition to his light skills, this person also has the advantage of hearing well. After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked abruptly, "How far can you listen?" ā€

The Nightwalker did not answer as she meant, but insisted on the destination of his mission and said calmly: "You should prepare a filter tool as before, so that you can finish the medicine quickly, and I can leave quickly." ā€

Mo Ye pursed his lips and said, "You know, this medicine is very difficult to drink. ā€

"I don't know, I haven't tasted it." The Night Walkers seemed to be a little impatient, and this time he replied quickly, "All I know is that you're in trouble. ā€

……

Mo Ye is indeed difficult and troublesome, at least in these days when night walkers come to Dongfeng Tower to deliver medicine, just a few words in a moment of kung fu will make him feel big.

On the second day of delivering the medicine, Mo Ye asked the name of the night walker, and his name was Wu Shu.

She was going to ask him to learn martial arts, but he refused, and in the end he couldn't resist her questioning, so he had to answer another question she asked.