When he woke up, Chunqiu was still lying in the huge abyss, and the quiet girl was kneeling in front of him, her slender wrist coiled around the culprit who had just bitten him, her blue head held high, and her eyes revealed an indifferent chill.

Chunqiu's snake venom has been resolved, but his brain is still groggy, he barely supported himself and wanted to sit up, but the blindfolded girl seemed to be able to see his movements, she raised her hand to press Chunqiu's shoulder, and then suddenly pinched the snake's head.

The little snake suffered pain, and suddenly opened its mouth, and under the sharp snake teeth, fine blood beads immediately fell down the girl's palm.

Everything happened very quickly, and before Chunqiu even had time to react, he saw the girl's outstretched palm, which turned from bloody to smooth and flat in an instant.

Chunqiu was stunned, he didn't understand the meaning of the girl's action, he just subconsciously looked at his wrist, and then noticed that his wound was gone.

"You...... Are you a god?" A sentence asked, and Chunqiu himself felt ridiculous.

Strangely, the tremendous destructive force he had initially sensed was gone, and in this deep pit, there was only a soft, as if nascent breath was lingering.

Sure enough, the girl shook her head, and Chunqiu was about to continue to ask something, but suddenly there was a sound of rustling overhead, followed by intermittent talking, as if someone was gradually approaching.

The girl made a silent gesture, in someone else's territory, Chunqiu obediently closed her mouth, and the surroundings were quiet again, the sky was already half bright, he did not cover the whole stone slab again when he came down, and by the falling half-white daylight, he saw the girl's lips as light as clear water.

The girl's dress was so worn out that she couldn't see the original color, and her bare collarbone was exposed to the air, Chunqiu tilted his head curiously, he carefully studied the red scarf in front of the girl, and tentatively wondered if the girl really couldn't see it.

After seeing the girl's ears all the way, Spring and Autumn found the port of the red scarf, where a small rune was hidden, with a strange shape, unlike the ones I saw on weekdays.

Chunqiu's curiosity became even heavier, and he silently started in his heart, and the small rune really flashed as if it had been inducted. Chunqiu's heart moved, his knuckles hooked, and the red scarf at that end actually fell without hindrance, fluttering in his palm.

Both of them were generally stunned, the girl slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were a little bright red, Chunqiu saw the deep surprise inside, and then couldn't hide the joy.

The voice above her head faded away, and the girl looked at her body in amazement, she lowered her head, and wrote "thank you" with her fingers in the dust.

The font is distorted, and it is actually an ancient text.

"Let's go," seeing the abyss brighten up little by little, Chunqiu knew that the sky was almost bright, "I'll take you out." ”

Without refusal, the girl stood up obediently, Chunqiu grabbed her waist, so light that it seemed to have no weight, her body jumped, and the sun in front of her was bright.

"So...... You're just bringing her back?" Feng Cheng looked at Chunqiu with a complicated expression, followed by the girl who was estimated to be sixteen or seventeen years old, her tattered dress looked even more ragged in the cold years, and her long hair scattered covered most of her face.

"Almost" is too troublesome to explain, and Chunqiu doesn't know how to explain everything succinctly. "She can't speak, I found her at the Chili altar, so let's call her Chili for the time being. ”

Obviously, the girl named Chili was extremely curious about everything around her, and she looked at the various furnishings in the room with wide eyes, and slowly walked to the bedside.

Xie Yi was still asleep unconscious on the bed, Chi Li stared at her for a long time, and suddenly felt that something was strange.

She thought about it, and saw that the last half of the candle flame next to the bed was not extinguished, so she raised her hand and took it, and looked at it carefully against the candle flame.

Seeing her take Xie Yi's shoulder, even though it was daytime, she could still feel the dancing candle flame illuminating the thin side faces of the two, and the lockdown and Spring and Autumn stopped.

Strange thoughts pierced Chi Li's mind, and she turned around to greet Chunqiu, but the chaotic sign language made Chunqiu and the lockdown confused.

Chi Li pulled Chunqiu's hand, and the itching of the palm made Chunqiu a little difficult, and he couldn't help but want to break free, but suddenly understood what Chi Li meant.

She wrote about "shadow", a flash of inspiration, if Xie Yi's coma, it was because of nightmares in the early days, and now, just because of her shadow, with a lot of scattered memories, I don't know where it went.

The soul that has lost its memories is sick, and it needs endless sleep to repair itself.

Chunqiu remembered that in the last memory of the lockdown, the light Xie Yi fell into the cliff like a piece of tissue paper, the place he had always felt confused was not that the dream was messed up, but at the moment when he cast a spell to modify Xie Yi's memory, relative to the obedience of the body, the shadow made a huge resistance, and even did not hesitate to leave the body and jump off the cliff with the lockdown.

In Xie Yi's lonely dream.

She had been walking under this cliff for a long, long time, she didn't know why she was trapped here, surrounded by a misty white mist, and she walked day by day in the fog, without beginning or end.

But she is not completely lonely, she has a small shakuhachi, every time she tries to blow, the low music flows from between her lips and teeth, she will see Kyoto in light and shadow, see the city full of lanterns illuminating the river, see a pair of cold eyes like a lotus.

But she couldn't see anything more, those broken pictures couldn't make up a complete plot, and she couldn't spell out a name as she read every broken word.

Staying in the barren mound of the green mountains, she thought of countless lonely and ordinary mountain spirits and wild monsters, and she forgot who she was.

Spring and Autumn and the lockdown finally found the shakuhachi at the foot of Tianyu Mountain, the shakuhachi that was almost forgotten even by the lockdown, and the lost shadow of Xie Yi slept there, entrenched in the gradually withering weeds, entrenched in the cooing autumn insects.

Xie Yi finally finished blowing the last movement in her memory, the fog around her began to dissipate, she saw the familiar back waiting for her at the intersection in front of the mountain, she ran over excitedly, and then turned around, and saw all the previous dust.

She finally woke up, the wind and rain outside the window obscured the dawn, as if something distant was slowly flowing back into her body, she turned her head to see a delicate shakuhachi lying at the head of the bed, tears suddenly flowing.

On September 23 of the year of Renxu, frost fell, and the grass was shaking, preparing for the beginning of winter.

The vague phrase in her memory finally came to a happy ending, and she tried to pronounce it, she said, "Lockdown." ”

- Lockdown.

She remembered it, even in her eyes, she could no longer see the lonely figure outside the window at this moment.