Liu Shusheng stepped forward and bowed his hand to Mo Siyu.

Mo Siyou recognized him, but he didn't know why he was so polite to himself, so he grabbed him and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

Tang Xueying smiled lightly and said, "Today, Sister Purple Kite asked me to send the Soul Renewal Grass to Liu's Mansion to treat Aunt Liu's stubborn disease, and it is really a medicine to cure the disease." Liu Gongzi insisted on coming to Bicao Villa to thank him. ”

"Soul Continuation Grass ......" Mo Siyu muttered, his brows furrowed. It turned out that the purple kite took the soul renewal grass to save Aunt Liu! However, what is the relationship between her and the Liu family, why did she fight with her life to save people, but she refused to tell him clearly? Moreover, it was the purple kite who took the soul renewal grass, but Liu Shusheng thanked himself, and seemed a little unreasonable.

I don't know if Liu Shusheng saw the doubt in Mo Siyou's heart, and explained to them: "A few days ago, Xiaosheng was selling books at a stall on the street, and I met Miss Mo by chance. But Miss Mo not only ignored her past suspicions, but also came to find Xiaosheng and said that she wanted to cure her mother's incurable disease. Xiaosheng didn't believe it, who would have thought that Miss Tang would come to the door today and cure her mother with that magical herb, Xiaosheng couldn't repay her, and she should fulfill her promise. ”

"Promise?" Mo Siyu was puzzled.

Liu Shusheng lowered his head and took out an oilcloth package from his arms, sent it to Mo Siyou, and said, "Xiaosheng promised Miss Mo that if she can cure her mother, this book will be given to you Mo Shaoxia." ”

Mo Siyou's body stiffened for a moment, and he opened the cloth bag with some hesitation. On the hairy pages of the book, the big characters of "Drunken Acacia Volume 2" made his heart tighten suddenly. The purple kite risked his life to break into the mass grave, just to get this score for him!

She...... Why is this so......

Mo Siyou seemed to have been stabbed in the heart, but there was no wound, just a sharp pain. Her face, her stubbornness, her smile, and the tears she had just shed were all replayed in Mo Siyou's mind very clearly.

And all the pain and grievances she suffered were for him!

"I heard Miss Tang say that Miss Mo almost died in a mass grave in order to find the Soul Continuation Grass, and she was really a strange woman! Come to think of it, Miss Mo is willing to exchange her life for this thing, it must be that this thing is very important to Mo Shaoxia. Xiaosheng, just give it away. It's just that Xiaosheng still has a reluctant request......"

"You say. Mo Siyou withdrew some thoughts from the earth-shaking tide of memories and looked at Liu Shusheng with an expectant look.

"In the future, if Mo Shaoxia has studied the mystery in this score, can he let Xiaosheng listen to a complete song "Drunken Acacia", a long-cherished wish for many years, and he can be regarded as worthy of the ancestors. Liu Shusheng said with some shame.

Mo Siyou clenched the score in his hand, as if he was holding a thousand pounds of weight, and the feeling pressed on his heart made him a little breathless. When Liu Shusheng had already left, Mo Siyou had not fully recovered his senses.

Tang Xueying covered her lips and smiled, and said to Mo Siyou: "Everyone's persistence has cause and effect after all. It seems that Sister Purple Kite's persistence is you, Senior Brother Mo. That's why. What is the fruit, it is all in the thought of Senior Brother Mo. Xue Ying said more, if Senior Brother Mo doesn't know how to cherish it at this time, I'm afraid he will regret it in the future. ”

The evening breeze blew through Mo Siyou's sideburns and over the treetops, shaking and making a "rustling" sound. Mo Siyu's tightly locked heart also seemed to crack a crack, "squeaking". Through the cracks, he heard the faint but stubborn voice.

"No matter how many times I try again, I must get the Soul Renewal Grass. ”

Silly girl......

Mo Siyou's throat tightened, and he turned and walked quickly towards his villa.

The sky was gray, as if it were covered with a veil, and if the weather was clear, the moon would have gone up to the western tip long ago. But today it seems that the heavens are not beautiful, with a gloomy face, only two stars hanging, like a pair of flickering eyes, looking at all the love, hatred, and hatred in the mortal world.

There was a lingering chill in the air.

Mo Siyou stood quietly at the window for a while, motionless, staring at the purple kite under the window. The wind stirred his robe, making a gentle sound, and three thousand green silks fluttered to match his snow-colored skin. Under the window, she lay on her desk and fell asleep in a daze, with a large stack of rice paper full of dense small characters under her head, and a pen in one hand, shivering from the wind blowing in from the window.

Mo Siyu sighed softly, walked into the room, and took a brocade cloak to cover her. He glanced casually at the rice paper, and the rules written on the rice paper were the ones he had copied. But in the middle of these things, there is also a small four-line thing written on it. Mo Siyou couldn't help but pull out the piece of paper and read it carefully, but what was written on it made his body tremble.

Mo Dao has been away from hatred and bitterness for thousands of years, and asked the sky where the red face and fragrance are gone. Sijun is like drinking thousands of cups, and they have met in a dream.

Although he didn't know what this "ask" meant, or what he really wanted to ask, he could read the beginning of each sentence horizontally, and the words "Mo, Si, and You" were clear and clear in black and white.

A Thousand Years of Hatred...... In a Nether Dream......

Mo Siyou felt as if something had flashed in his mind, but the wind was blowing and the sky was full of flowers, so that he couldn't see anything clearly, and he couldn't hear any sound clearly.

"Master......" The purple kite murmured in her sleep, unable to break free from the bitter net, and her heart was only full of pleas. Don't ignore her, don't dismiss her......

Mo Siyou lowered her head and saw her frowning, the faint light of the sky cast the cold snow color on her, outlining the thin outline of the palm-sized face, and the naughty ink mark on her cheek that was accidentally stained at some point. She shrunk and wrapped herself in the wide cloak, clutching at what little warmth she had.

Is it really a stupid girl who doesn't care about herself, just for his words, and embarrass herself like this?

Mo Siyou's heart ached faintly, and he seemed to regret what he said in the afternoon. He took a handkerchief and gently wiped the ink marks on her face, and the temperature of his fingertips rubbed back and forth on her creamy skin through the silk, staining her face with a little coolness. He found that he actually liked the feeling a little, as if the falling flowers of spring fell into the neckline, and the coolness with dew rolled off his body.

"Hmm......" The purple kite shuddered, suddenly opened its scallop-like eyelids, and stared at Mo Siyou in front of her with a pair of black pearl-like eyes.

This blue robe, and the faint fragrance unique to him......

"Ah, master!" the purple kite seemed to wake up all of a sudden, straightened up, and sat down looking at him. His flawless face was quietly reflected in her eyes, leaving her a little stunned. Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she covered her face.

Just as Mo Siyou was puzzled by her actions, she screamed aggrievedly.

"People haven't copied it a hundred times, so they can't see the master......"

But she couldn't help but open her five fingers a few gaps and secretly aimed at Mo Siyou. Standing motionless in front of him like this, his robe was blown by the wind, and the snow light seemed to coat his green silk with a layer of silver light, and also wrapped his whole person in a circle of faint light.

When Mo Siyou heard this, a flower seemed to bloom inexplicably in the dust in his heart, making a doting smile unconsciously cross his cold face for a long time.

The purple kite froze, forgetting to cover her face to look at him, and her pearl-like eyes did not blink at all. She seemed to have seen the rarest Northern Lights in the world, and she heard that when the Northern Lights pierced the sky, it was just a glimpse of the light, but it could overshadow the whole world.

"Legend has it that Mo Siyou has never greeted people with a smile......"

But he smiled, and smiled at her, just like that year beside the hot springs of the mountain stream, he held her weak hand, kissed her fingertips gently, and then stripped off her clothes...... The endless pampering and tenderness in those eyes turned the stars in the night into a foil.

"Girl, I have to save you. I'll be responsible for you. ”

The memory turned into a river of spring water, surging in the purple kite's chest, she heard her own puffing heartbeat, and asked herself over and over again uncontrollably.

Isn't it...... He's coming back?

Mo Siyou's smile was only fleeting, and he never thought that it would make Purple Kite's heart swell with thousands of thoughts. He is not a ruthless person, but he just takes the world too lightly, but this little apprentice made him feel tied for the first time. Maybe it's because she has a similar background to him. He put the "Drunken Acacia" on the table, turned around and took the candle from the table, pulled over the stool and sat down beside her, studied the ink, and took the pen and paper.

"This is because of me, and I will be punished with you. ”

"Master......"

"But I will not take back what I say today. You have to remember that no matter who it is, as long as you are still my Mo Siyou's apprentice for a day, I will not allow you to disregard your own life. Mo Siyou's tone was still cold and resolute.

"But I ......"

Mo Siyou knew the stubborn nature of the purple kite, and turned his face to look at her, the wind between his eyebrows was light, as if it had condensed into frost marks on the eaves in an instant. He stared at her with his eyebrows, interrupted her, and said, "Is it more important to die in vain for these things outside of my body than to be by my side?"

"Huh?" Purple Kite's mind "boomed".

Mo Siyou paused, with a look of hesitation in his eyes, and said after a moment: "If I had to choose, I would rather not have this book." If you make a mistake because of this, I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Purple Kite hugged him tightly from the side and murmured, "I will be by the master's side, I will not let you be alone again!"

Mo Siyou's heart was hurt by the sentence "lonely". He lowered his eyebrows and raised his hand to rub her long hair.

The trace of the flame in the center of his eyebrows was silent, but it was about to come out.

The wind blew the big trees outside the house, and also blew the thousands of paper cranes, facing the evening breeze, flapping their wings and about to fly, flying into someone's heart, becoming a gentle waiting.