Chapter 2: Birth is Death? (Ask for Recommendation Votes!Ask for Collections!)
Time flies like a white horse, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Today is Mu Huang's eighteenth birthday, and it is also his coming-of-age ceremony.
Because of his talent, although he is blind, he often instructs some children of the herdsman family to cultivate, so his popularity is also very good.
Tonight's coming-of-age ceremony, in the courtyard where Mu Huang lived, it was very lively.
However, after the end, it became deserted for a while.
The Mu family had given up on him completely, and in the past year, the pills given to him every month had become less and less. But even so, in the past year, his realm has also been improved from the innate one to the innate four, if the Mu family is still cultivating him as before, now at least the innate sevenfold.
It's a pity that no one is going to raise a person who is useless to the family. In this regard, Mu Huang did not have any resentment in his heart. It's human nature, he understands.
Even Mu Zhentian rarely came to see him, presumably he gave up on this son. More than half a year ago, Mu Huang heard that he had married another wife.
Since then, Mu Zhentian has not been to him once.
After all, his mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to him, and it has been more than ten years, so it is normal to marry another one.
"Young master, Xiao Ling helped you to take a bath. ”
Mu Huang sat on a Taishi chair in the courtyard, closing his frosty and empty eyes, and at this time, Xiao Ling was busy with the endgame left after the banquet, and Lianbu walked over.
Seventeen-year-old Mu Xiaoling, who has grown more and more spiritually, has untied her ponytail, is full of soft green silk shawls, and her tall figure is curvy, the big place is big, and the place where it should be thin is thin, and there are already many children in the clan who are pursuing her.
Mu Huang said lazily: "For so many years, the environment at home has been deeply imprinted in my mind, and you are not small, I can do this kind of thing by myself." It's not too early, you go take a shower and rest first! I don't want to move now. ”
"Hmm, is the young master disgusted with Xiao Ling?!" Mu Xiaoling was behind him, and Qian Qianyu helped Mu Huang knead his shoulders and said coquettishly.
"It's that you're thinking too much, I'm blind, but I'm not a waste. Now that I'm an adult, I can do what I can do. Mu Huang said lightly.
For some reason, Mu Huang felt very tired and asked himself, is this really the life he wants?
Whether you open or close your eyes, it's endless darkness. For so many years, he has been in his dark world, trying to find a glimmer of light, but no matter how hard he tries, it is still an endless darkness accompaniment.
The heart that was already ancient and unwavering, inexplicably emerged with an extremely unwilling taste.
If he could use his talent to change a pair of bright eyes, Mu Huang would rather not have this demonic talent, and be an ordinary person who can see is 10,000 times better than being a blind demon.
From birth to the present, what light is like exists only in his imagination.
"Young Master!"
Xiao Ling seemed to be able to feel the unwillingness in Mu Huang's heart, hugged him from behind, rubbed his cheek against Mu Huang's head, and said in a low voice: "Young Master, Ling'er will always accompany you, Ling'er can be your eyes until you get old!" ”
Xiao Ling's words and her crisp voice made Mu Huang's slightly irritable heart gradually calm down, took a light breath, and said: "Xiao Ling, your talent is actually very good, you are ranked among the geniuses in the clan, you can break through from the Fifth Heaven to the Eighth Heaven in just one year, your talent is just some people look away, you go, go and pursue your own dreams, I dare to guarantee that your future achievements will be extraordinary." Also, I'm leaving. ”
"No, don't, Ling'er won't leave the young master. And the young master, you said you are leaving, where are you going? Don't you want Ling'er?" When Mu Xiaoling heard this, his eyes turned red, and he asked in a loud voice.
"I'm tired, tomorrow you and Mu Tianya will go to the Xuanfeng Imperial City together! Mu Huang's voice was unwavering, "And I, I have lost the slightest interest in the next life, I will find a place tonight and end this dark life." ”
"What?!"
When Mu Xiaoling heard this, his face changed, his eyes burst into tears, and he cried: "Young master, don't do this, Ling'er will always accompany you, even if I die, I will die with the young master, no matter what, I will not leave the young master." ”
She hugged Mu Huang tightly, and tears could not stop coming out of her eyes.
Mu Huang patted her little hand holding her tightly, and said softly: "Be obedient, you still have a long way to go in your life, believe in yourself, the further you go on the road of martial arts, the smoother it will be." There is no banquet in the world, and I hope you can live well and live a wonderful life. ”
"Don't, I don't want to, since the young master wants to die, then Ling'er will accompany the young master. ”
Mu Xiaoling's delicate face had already been soaked with tears coming out of her eyes, and she kept shaking her head.
"Bang!!"
Mu Huang was silent, and suddenly struck a knife with his backhand, knocking Mu Xiaoling behind him unconscious.
"I'm sorry, I don't have the motivation to live, if I was given even the slightest hope of being able to cultivate to the Xuanwu Realm, I wouldn't choose to end my life. Mu Huang sighed lightly: "However, the background determines the impossible." ”
got up and gently put Mu Xiaoling, who was fainting, on the Taishi chair.
She followed her for seven years, taking care of herself meticulously, saying that it was impossible for Mu Huang to have no feelings for her.
Mu Huang really hopes that she can live well, and others can't sense it, but he can clearly sense that Xiao Ling seems to contain a strong power in his body.
Then, Mu Huang bit his index finger and wrote a line of words on the stone table beside him:
Ling'er, I'm leaving. By the time you see those words, I'm probably out of this world. Don't be sad, death may be a new beginning for me. And you are different, your life has just begun, remember, live well, if you dare to commit suicide, I will never forgive you, and death will not be blind.
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After writing these words, Mu Huang took a light breath, and according to the memory in his mind, he slowly walked out of the hospital and ran towards the back mountain.
Behind the Mu Mansion, there is a wild back mountain.
Mu Huang unfolded his true qi to explore the way, and slowly walked towards the back mountain.
It's not that he is not strong-willed and has a bad heart, but that he can no longer see any hope. If he could, he would be willing to use this talent to change a pair of eyes that could see, even if it was an ordinary person.
Even if he was given the slightest hope that he could cultivate to the Xuanwu Realm, he would not take his life.
You don't know the horror of closing your eyes and opening your eyes to the boundless darkness.
It's not that he is not cheerful, because he has no nostalgia for the world. I don't want Mu Xiaoling to take care of him and bury her smooth martial arts road in the future.