Soft and comfortable bed, warm floor, warm room, you can also bathe, three meals a day, there are people to send delicacies, sweet fruit and wine, no one repeats, if you can't eat it will be taken away, and you will bring tea, Shi Moyu has lived such a "comfortable" life of being a prisoner but not a prisoner during the day for the past two days, however, at night, she can't sleep, and when night falls, there will be three scenes, until dawn. The three scenes, without exception, all asked her to play the Requiem, and every time she played it, her sense of sadness increased by one point, but Wule City, how could she abandon it because she was uncomfortable? Ming guessed that this might be a conspiracy, Wule just wanted to achieve the goal of killing two birds with one stone, and she was duty-bound.

In the long night, others slept peacefully, but she was approaching the brink of collapse step by step.

There was everything in the room, a full range of things, and there were many that could have ended her life in no time.

However, she couldn't.

As soon as this idea appeared, she told herself forcefully, Shi Moyu, for Azhu, for Wule City, you can't, you have to find the three major movements, complete the task, you are free, what should Ah Zhu and Wule City do? You can't, you can't!

However, she was really sad, her heart was so distressed, she was sad, and she didn't dare to cry, when she cried, where the tears fell, like falling sparks, hot her rolling all over the bed, which made her more painful, from the heart to the body, to the soul, so that she no longer looked forward to the dark, these two days she stood in front of the window, looking at the sun, when the sun came in the evening, it gradually disappeared, and the sense of fear suddenly hit.

She thought that as long as she didn't sleep, nothing happened, but those visions happened when she was awake.

The illusion is fake, and the requiem performance is real.

She didn't want to, and she couldn't control it.

The same comfortable room, the same window shrouded by the sunset, only a wall next door, Duan Luo's whole body seemed to be greatly frightened, curled up in the bed like a shrimp, the bed curtain was pulled very tightly, and the afterglow of the sunset could not shine in, he hugged himself, his knees bent, like the posture of the fetus in the mother's womb, trembling like a sieve chaff, soaking wet, and couldn't stop "ahh Strange scream, he saw a lot of fierce gods and evil people with weapons, walking step by step, chanting in his mouth not to let him be the lord of the city, not to let him see Ah Zheng again, he rolled down to the ground, like crazy, with a green bamboo sword slashing everywhere, the house was in a mess in a blink of an eye.

Across the wall was Shi Moyu's bed, she slowly let go of the hand that bit out the blood, two rows of clear tooth marks, but she didn't feel any pain at all, she stopped whimpering, sobbing and tilting her head, wanting to pour the tears back, but still dripping all over her face, full of heart, burning, let her bite the place just now again, and slammed down a bite. It's like biting into cotton, and you don't feel anything.

After a long night, Shi Moyu stretched out her legs, sat at the head of the bed, raised her hands, and the zither on her legs, and the requiem score flew out of the cuffs and showed it in front of her eyes, she was like a machine, playing from beginning to end, and the sound next door was all hidden by the sound of the piano.

Duan Luo saw the mess in the room, only then did he come to his senses, he didn't know what had just happened, he had been burning for two days in a row, and he felt dizzy, just now he tossed and turned, almost exhausted all his strength, staggered to the bed, lay down, a sound of musical instruments came into his ears, his ears were close to the wall, and shouted: "Ah Zheng, is it you?"

Shi Moyu couldn't hear it, she was unconscious at this time, immersed in the world of Requiem.

"Ah Zheng, it must be Ah Zheng, she is next door, I want to see her!"

Duan Luo said this, conjured a bamboo flute, and played it, and the bamboo leaves flew around the room, turning into a large ball, exuding a strong light, and slammed on the wall, like a heavy hammer, "bang", the wall smashed a hole, and bounced back, intact. Duan Luo was unwilling, and once again emitted large pieces of bamboo leaves, slamming them on, again and again, tirelessly.

Ah Zheng, he must see Ah Zheng.

After Shi Moyu finished playing, she began to cry, and then, she heard the movement next door, touched the wall, and shouted: "Azhu, Azhu!"

In this cell, you can only hear the sound of musical instruments playing, other sounds, but no human voice.

However, no need, out of Ah Zhu, no one would slam the wall like this, but why was Ah Zhu next door, was she locked up by Wu Le to save her?

Shi Moyu listened for a while, and also followed the spell, the two of them joined hands together, and finally when it was dark in the room, Duan Luo's hand could finally reach over from the wall, Shi Moyu grabbed him, and dragged it, Duan Luo hugged her, her white hair brushed her cheeks, her eyes were full of tears, she looked at her deeply, while caressing her face, while chanting her name, the smell of bamboo fragrance that belonged to him was annihilated on her lips, and before she could respond, he fainted.

A new day begins, and the sun is shining.

Shi Moyu revealed a shallow little pear vortex, she had never liked the warmth and light brought by the sun like now, only during the day, she felt that there was still hope for survival.

Duan Luo moved his eyes, sat up in shock, and saw Shi Mo Yu standing in front of the window at a glance, this is much like when he was in Qingzhu Palace, and he woke up like this every morning.

The clothes on his body have changed, they are refreshing, and his head is not too dizzy, it must be Ah Zheng who took care of him to make him get better so quickly.

He hugged her from behind, and Shi Mo said lightly: "Azhu, look, the sun." ”

Duan Luo kissed her earlobe and said, "I am Ah Zhu, from now on, I am no longer Duan Luo." ”

Shi Moyu turned around and asked him, "What did you say?"

"Wu Le has found her flesh and blood, it is Shi Mosheng, Shi Mosheng is her Aluo, I am Azhu, I am still Azhu. ”

"Second brother, how is this possible?"

"Whether it's true or not, I don't have to be bound by the identity of the city lord anymore, Ah Zheng, we can fly away, and we are not responsible. ”

Shi Moyu said: "No, if you give up now, you will persist for so long in vain, don't you be the city lord, as a person from Wule City, can't you share your worries?"

Duan Luo said angrily: "Then let this city be destroyed!"

"Stop talking angry, okay?"

Duan Luo walked to the table decadently and sat down, in the past, he fought to become the city lord in order to see Ah Zheng every day, but now, he had to sacrifice Ah Zheng's life in order to save Wule City.

How could he see this city ruined like this, just to satisfy his love, sooner or later he would suffer from heaven's curse, but what about Ah Zheng, what should Ah Zheng do?

He was silent, his face condensed with cold sorrow that could not be dissolved.

She was also silent, still looking at the bright sun.

Why can't it shine into the hearts of both of them?

When will we find the three major movements?

At this time, the door opened, and Shi Moyu knew that someone had brought food, and she tried to get out, but this door was sealed with a spell, and only others could come in, and she couldn't get out.

Every day, it is a little girl in yellow who delivers food, but today it is Wu Yunbai in red.

Wu Yunbai saw that Duan Luo was also there, but he was not surprised at all, he put the dishes on the table with a smile, and said, "You eat slowly, I'll go, I'll come back and clean up in a while." ”

Shi Moyu asked her: "There is no one else here, you tell the truth, did you kill Ah Mao?"

Wu Yunbai smiled and didn't answer, but the meaning was already very clear.

"Just to let me go to jail and play the Requiem? For the sake of Wule City, let me do anything, and I can endure the grievances. Stealing, beating people, what's not going to work, why do you have to kill someone, you have to kill Ah Mao, she still has a child in her belly, and you are also pregnant, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Retribution! What retribution do I suffer? It is you who should be retributed, Shi Moyu! You like Azhu, why don't you be with him well, you want to go to Shi's house, and let Mo Sheng fall in love with you. ”

"Did you hear it all that day?"

"Yes. ”

"Then you should also hear that I rejected him, beat him, and drove him out. ”

"I heard it all, is it useful, you don't like him, he likes you, he woke up from a dream, he was reading your name, and for the past two days, I've been asking my aunt when she let you go. She sneered twice, "Let you go, if my aunt wants to let you go, she won't lock you up, I know why my aunt did this, because you are the adopted daughter of her enemy, she just wants to torture you, torture you to death little by little!"

Shi Moyu was shocked and incredulous: "What kind of enemy's adopted daughter, you make it clear!"

"Actually, it's not counted, Mo Sheng is still alive, it's just that my aunt's resentment over the years can't be eliminated, and your mother is no longer there, so you can only bear these resentments. ”

She didn't speak clearly, Shi Moyu could hear it in a fog, and when she went out for a long time, she gradually sorted it out.

The adoptive mother is the one who killed Wu Le's biological flesh and blood, and the adoptive mother's biological flesh and blood is Shi Mosheng.

It was a fact, but it made her not believe it.

Duan Luo was distraught: "Don't walk around, you can sit down first." ”

"Azhu, no, do you know? I don't know if I should be so suspicious, like I want to evade responsibility, it's just that I am the adopted daughter of her enemy, and in order to get revenge, she can kill me and torture me in a thousand ways, including letting me play Requiem. ”

Duan Luo's heart twitched, and he squeezed his fist hard, he understood what she meant: "No, it can't be fake, it wasn't her own words, I just believed it, there is information, I have checked, there are also many old Le Immortals, and the proof of other elders in the heavenly realm, I confirmed that it is correct, and then handed over the Requiem to you." ”

"What if they were all bought by her? I'm also suspicious, so, Azhu, we need to figure it out. Yes, let's ask the Wuyin Immortal for clarification!" she sighed after speaking: "But, we can't get out." ”

Duan Luo said: "It's useless, if, Wu Le bought everyone, you asked, it's true, now it can be determined that Wu Le's purpose is to want your life, and I, I, am the one who threw the knife to you." I'm damned!"

"Ah Zhu, don't say that, you don't know, it's not for the sake of Wule City, I don't blame you, whether it's true or not, I don't blame you. ”

"Don't play, you know, no matter what happens, don't play!"

Shi Moyu nodded: "Okay." ”

However, this was not something she could control, as the sun set, the illusion reappeared, Duan Luo fell unconscious, and she played it again until three times later.

Day after day, night after night.

Shi Moyu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and before the evening came seven days later, when he was bathing, he sank himself into the water......