"And in the end? Is Mengsheng dead after all? ”

Mu Feng looked at Mo Zhiye, and Yun An also followed his gaze.

As a party involved, Mo Zhiye is actually very suitable to narrate this matter. But after listening to Mu Feng, who had recovered his memory, he undoubtedly reviewed all the pain, and those wounds engraved on his heart like a brand must have been torn open again, and it must have been very uncomfortable.

Yun An didn't want to embarrass him, so he wanted to skip this topic like this, but suddenly heard Mo Zhiye's deep voice, and said slowly: "Soon after the death of the deity, she also died, but her soul did not enter the underworld and reincarnate again, nor did she appear in the ghost world. ”

Yun An was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, is this the reason why Mo Zhiye searched for nearly a thousand years to find himself?

This is strange, Mengsheng's soul is not there, how can she be regarded as her reincarnation?

As if seeing Yun An's doubts, Mu Fengyun said lightly: "Ye has been able to cultivate in the form of a soul body until now, especially at the beginning, it was obviously just an ordinary ghost, but he killed the ghost king at that time and replaced him, which is strange in itself. ”

Mu Feng's eyes looked at Mo Zhiye with a heavy look, and he said with a straight expression: "Night, I have a bold guess, Mengsheng maybe, he already knows that he is a member of the Xuan clan. ”

Mo Zhiye looked over, and a trace of doubt flashed in Mu Feng's eyes.

Before he could speak, Yun An couldn't help but whisper: "I know that it was the Xuan clan who killed you, how could it be?" ”

Mu Feng sighed slightly, shook his head and replied: "Actually, I don't know very well, but I just have this feeling faintly." ”

The enigmatic Mengsheng aroused Yun An's curiosity, this woman who was said to be her previous life, this woman who fascinated Mo Zhiye......

For a moment, Yun An couldn't wait to awaken that memory, a memory that didn't sound like she had.

There were still some people who didn't give up, and Yun An asked again: "Since you can't find Mengsheng's soul, why do you think that I am her after a thousand years?" ”

Mo Zhi was silent, only Mu Feng's eyes looked at Yun An and replied, "Because the soul of Mengsheng, who has been missing, is yours." ”

Saying that, Mu Feng also swept his eyes to stop the night, and added: "Have you forgotten?" Ye is now the supreme of the ghost world, and he is already good at probing spirits. ”

That's right......

Yun An was a little unable to face it, and subconsciously, she hoped that Mo Zhiye was mistaken. She really couldn't imagine that she had done such a hurtful thing, and it hurt Mo Zhiye......

Mu Feng spoke out at the right time: "I said, don't dwell on the past, you are Yun'an now, not Mengsheng." As he spoke, Mu Feng curled the corners of his lips, and said with a relaxed look: "Frankly, I'm glad that you lived in such a way that you forgot all about starting over with the night." ”

"Night, very stubborn, the things that are determined never to turn around, and the people who are identified will never be replaced, and the people who are identified by him, I really don't know if they are lucky or unlucky......"

Yun An's eyes fell on Mo Zhiye's body, and he seemed to be still immersed in memories, but he didn't know whether his obsession with the past was supported by love or hate......

Mu Feng looked out the window and stretched.

"It's going to be dawn, don't you sleep?"

Yun An was shocked to realize that the sky outside the window had turned white, and sure enough, the story with wine can make people forget everything.

"You all go and rest, I'll clean up this place." Yun An got up and began to clean up the bottles and cans on the table and the ground.

Mo Zhiye's mood was still not high, and he disappeared into the room without saying a word, leaving two people looking at each other.

Mu Feng smiled and said, "If I hadn't recovered my memory, I really wouldn't be used to him like this." You must have had a hard time, right? ”

Yun An also shook his head with a smile, and then asked as if he remembered something: "You said that you recovered the memory of your previous life, how did you recover it?" ”

"Night naturally has his way, but your situation is too special, and he can't do anything for the time being."

Yun An was surprised, and then smiled: "That's right, after all, it's a ghost venerable, and it's not strange to know such a technique." ”

When lying on the bed tossing and turning and unable to sleep, Yun An's mind was full of thoughts about Mo Zhiye, thinking of what he did for Mengsheng, his heart throbbed, and he was faintly sour.

When Mu Feng told the story, although she listened to complaints, she always paid attention to Mo Zhiye's emotions. Looking at his complexion, sometimes deep, sometimes happy, sometimes with a frown tightened in heartache, pain written all over his face......

It should be that love is to the extreme, so that it will pull at its heartstrings like this, will it have such a deep obsession, and will find her after a thousand years.

Yun An fell into a conflict, she didn't want to be the reincarnation of Meng Sheng, because she didn't want to be the woman who hurt Mo Zhiye to the point of being completely decent. But if she really isn't Mengsheng, then can she have anything to do with Mo Zhiye?

It's a mess in my head, and I know the past, but I still can't sort everything out.

Unable to sleep, Yun An lay on the bed and tossed and turned back and heard the whole story.

A question, without warning, jumped into my mind.

"If I were Mengsheng, what would I think in my heart when I was doing all this?"

No one answered......

Even if he fell asleep later, Yun An was still thinking about this problem, so much so that he slept very unsteadily.

Xu is thinking about it day and night, and maybe it is what Mu Feng's story woke up, Yun An entered the dream and experienced that story immersively.

In the dream, she is Mengsheng, those things that were originally very distant are vivid, she personally felt the beauty when she was with Mo Zhiye, and also felt the despair of Mengsheng.

That's right, it's despair!

Even Yun An himself didn't know why there was such an emotion, that is, despair and sadness......

The picture changes frequently, and finally freezes on a snowy night.

Mengsheng, or Yun'an, hugged the lifeless Mo Zhiye and cried heartbreakingly.

Yun An woke up crying, and when he sat up, he seemed to be still immersed in a dream, crying uncontrollably.

It was gloomy outside the window, and it was not a good weather at first glance, and it was in such a mood at that time.

Yun An was still a little surprised, unexpectedly he slept until the afternoon, it was really a long, long dream......

Subconsciously feeling a little, Yun An couldn't help but show a bitter smile. It seems that because of Mu Feng's presence, Mo Zhiye played and disappeared more unscrupulously, and Yun An couldn't feel his soul.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he almost collided with Mu Feng, who was about to knock on the door, Mu Feng smiled indifferently and said, "I was about to call you, I must be hungry after sleeping like this, right?" ”

Yun An subconsciously rubbed his stomach, and the air exuded the fragrance of food, which successfully woke up the gluttonous worms in Yun An's stomach, and he was really hungry for a while.

Unlike Mo Zhiye, Mu Feng is really a good dish, and he is warm and gentle, whenever he looks at him, he smiles lightly, which makes people relax and forget their unhappiness.

Faded away from a complicated robe, and the casual Mu Feng also made Yun An look a lot more pleasing to the eye, thinking of the robe, he couldn't help but think of the little Taoist priest who had been pestering him for a long time, and asked with some curiosity:

"Where's your apprentice?"

"At home." Mu Feng smiled a little embarrassed, and then sighed a little: "In the last life, I saw the embarrassment and unwillingness of the night, and I vowed not to accept an apprentice, but I never wanted to be reincarnated, but I broke my oath.

Mingli was picked up when I was fifteen years old, and it should have been abandoned by my parents because of congenital deficiencies, so I took him back and cultivated him. He is very hardworking, but his qualifications are too poor and his academics are not good. But over the years, the two of us have become accustomed to relying on each other, and our lives have been impressive. ”

Yun An tilted his head, biting the spoon and looking at Mu Feng, his indifferent appearance made people very relieved and very easy to get close to, Yun An couldn't help but talk.

"I can't get enough of last night's story, can you tell me more?"

Mu Feng looked at Yun An with a smile, and said patiently: "Everything I know has been said, and the rest of what you want to know, I'm afraid only the night can tell you." ”

Yun An shook his head: "What I said last night was the story of Mengsheng and Mo Zhiye, but I heard that there are still a lot of interesting things in it that you didn't say." For example, your family, the Xuan clan. ”

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a smile: "Do you really want to hear it?" ”

Yun An nodded busily.

"Let's finish the meal first." Mu Fengyun finished speaking lightly, then lowered his eyes and began to eat.

After the meal, Yun An took out the white silver needles she had saved in the previous two years, and made tea before sitting down to listen to the story.

The fragrance of the tea was overflowing, and Mu Feng couldn't help but praise: "Good tea!" ”

Yun An was a little proud on his face: "That's it!" The year before last, I tightened my belt and bought two taels with my blood, and I planned to save it for a few years and then drink it, it's cheap for you! ”

Mu Feng chuckled and said, "Then I'm welcome!" ”

Yun An picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, the sense of satisfaction instantly overwhelmed the distress, and he waited for Mu Feng to speak with an expectant face.

"The history of the Xuan clan is even longer and more mysterious than that dynasty, and my grandfather, the patriarch of the last generation of the Xuan clan, was one of the many teachers of Mozhiye."

Although he deliberately ignored Mo Zhiye, he was always inevitably mentioned in conversations, and it was all about him!

The corners of Yun An's mouth stiffened slightly, but he couldn't help but ask, "Many teachers?" ”

"Naturally, do you think that the high priest is born with all abilities? His status needs to be cultivated and paved by countless people. Most of the exercises of the night come from the Xuan clan. ”

The word "Xuan" has the meaning of jade workers, and the Xuan family in Mufengkou seems to be an institution that exists for shaping talents, at least Mo Zhiye, which is a very successful existence.

This story has nothing to do with Mo Zhiye or Mengsheng, but Yun An is still very involved in listening to it.