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I don't know what Yun Bingci ever said to him.

And it could also have something to do with my mother.

She is Miao Qinghua's senior sister, many years ago she almost became the head of Biyuntian, and she is very clear about Miao Qinghua's origins, and Miao Qinghua, although she met my mother, and the relationship between the two seems to be good, but no one in the Gu family knows how they met and why they became friends, so even I, who inherited the memories of the Gu family's predecessors, is not clear.

What is the relationship between Miao Qinghua, Wushan, and my mother, and the resurrection of human beings by the goddess of Wushan?

Lin Suwen didn't tell me these things, he has always been like this, and he won't speculate about uncertain things.

Previously, because Miao Qinghua's traces were found in Xingu Village, and Yan Yan, as a person of Bi Yuntian, needed to transport the bodies of those slain disciples back to the master's gate, we had to go our separate ways.

It was agreed to be in Luoxia Village, and after waiting for more than ten days, she arrived.

I was anxious to see Proverbs, and when I saw her coming, I was naturally anxious, but I still asked first, "Honorable teacher...... You okay? ”

Miao Qinghua is the master of Proverbs, even if she once wanted to kill me, Proverbs respects the people she cares about, and I don't want to see her have an accident.

Yan Yan was stunned, and shook his head again: "When I heard the news of my sister's murder, Master was furious, and he used the Dream Weaving Technique again......"

The art of weaving dreams, I have heard the proverbs mention.

Using the art of weaving dreams, you can weave dreams, in that dream, the memories of the caster are determined according to the wishes of the caster, for example, in my current cognition, I am Xiao Tan, it is Gu Feiran, but if there is a person with extremely advanced cultivation who uses the dream weaving technique on me, then in the dream he set, I will think that I am not Xiao Tan, but someone else.

This kind of magic is extremely damaging to people's mental power, if a person who does not practice enough is in this technique, it is very likely that he will not be able to distinguish between reality and dreams, and then use the memories woven by the caster to replace the original real memory, so the dream weaving technique is suspected of tampering with other people's memories, and has been listed as a forbidden art by Bi Yuntian.

Even a disciple with excellent qualifications like Zhen Yan only knew a little bit about it, but he didn't expect that Miao Qinghua was so familiar with this technique, and he also used it on those villagers.

No wonder that in Xingu Village that day, the villager would shout that the crescent moon was his daughter, and he would kill us to avenge her.

Yan Yan said: "Master said that if the needle is not pierced on one's body, it will not know the pain, and the reason why people in this world will ignore life is because they can't appreciate the pain of others, so she used the technique of weaving dreams to make the villagers think that those dead disciples are their closest relatives, and want to see how their relatives will react when they are innocently tortured and killed by the sick." ”

How did you react?

Crazy and crazy, and then take a knife to slash and kill the so-called enemy.

Actually, I think that Miao Qinghua is right about this matter, the reason why there are sins and selfishness in this world is because I can't appreciate the pain of others.

The old and the old, the young and the young.

We have been taught this from a young age, and it is a beautiful fantasy and an unlikely wish.

It is the nature of human beings to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, to be close and distant, and to treat strangers can never be as caring as the people close to them, but even so, why is it difficult to maintain a minimum of kindness and compassion for others when they are within their means?

When Yan Yan rushed to Luoxia Village to meet us, it was already noon, the sun was shining, and people's eyes hurt, I was anxious, and said to her: "I have all the luggage and belongings, if I leave now, maybe I can rush to the next inn to rest in the evening." ”

Yan Yan snorted.

I turned around to leave, but was pulled by Lin Suwen from behind, a moment of surprise, and when I turned around to ask him what he was doing, I saw Yan Yan's face haggard, coughed, his body was crooked, and he almost fell.

I hurriedly went to help, and at the same time realized something, and said ashamedly: "I'm sorry, I was in too much of a hurry to notice your ......"

Yan Yan shook his head and said, "It's none of your business, it's the previous ......."

She paused, seeming to be a little jealous, but she still confessed to us: "When I was protecting the Dharma for Master, I lost some vitality. ”

The art of weaving dreams is very exhausting, even if it is as powerful as Miao Qinghua, it can't be used on so many people at the same time.

Bi Yuntian has changed so much, now that the proverbs are not there, Miao Qinghua was seriously injured by the backlash, she is the senior sister in the door, naturally she has to preside over all matters, it is only a dozen days, if you don't use the magic of the wind and gods, it is impossible to rush here from Bi Yuntian, I was too anxious just now, I didn't think of this layer.

Hearing this, I said lightly: "Let's go back to the inn to rest first, and then we will leave tomorrow morning." ”

"I'm fine, besides, ......" Yan Yan coughed again and said, "I also want to see Senior Sister as soon as possible." ”

She said and tried to push me away and get herself up, but tried several times and failed.

I said, "Let's rest here for the night, you are not feeling well now, and Proverbs will not want to see you so strong." ”

Yan Yan listened to this, was silent for a moment, and finally hummed.

We turned back to the inn and settled the room for Yan Yan, and after dinner, we saw her sitting alone in the courtyard behind the inn, wiping her long sword with a silk handkerchief, and I didn't know what she was thinking.

I hesitated, but walked over and said, "It's deeper, it's late, so the girl should rest early." ”

Yan Yan looked at me and said for a moment: "I'm thinking about something, I'll go back to rest soon, and I won't delay tomorrow's trip." ”

Feeling that she felt that I was urging her, I quickly explained: "I didn't mean that, I just felt that the spell of the Wind Resisting Divine Movement was too physically demanding, and I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to hold it......"

Afraid that she would think I was meddling, she hurriedly found a decent reason and said, "If Proverbs knew, he would be worried." ”

She looked up at me for a long time, then suddenly smiled and asked, "Gu Feiran, are you so good to me because of your senior sister?" ”

I was silent for a moment and replied, "Proverbs said that you are her best sister, and you are also the best person to her in the blue clouds. ”

"I mean ......"

For some reason, hearing this answer, Yan Yan seemed to be a little disappointed, and she said tentatively: "You are so good to me, just because of my senior sister, just because I am her junior sister?" ”

I was stunned, I didn't understand what she meant, she saw my reaction, seemed to realize the abruptness, and quickly explained: "I...... I mean, if it weren't for my sister, would you still see me as a friend like you do now? ”

Hearing this, I smiled and said, "Miss Yan's 'temperament' is straightforward, she dares to love and hate, and she is a special girl. ”

After thinking for a moment, he added: "It is an honor to meet the girl, and if it is not for the proverbs, we will become friends. ”

Yan Yan smiled bitterly, but emphasized it repeatedly: "If we were just ordinary friends, if it wasn't for Senior Sister, would you care about me like you do now, would you be good to me?" ”

Faced with this question, I fell silent.

Because I understand the gap.

I don't know how to get along with people, even if I am willing to be friends with them, I can't be as meticulous as I am with my sister, so patient, but I can treat Yan Yan, even if we have known each other for a short time, let alone a friend, but I have always taken care of her as a junior sister.

I know that she is a good girl, if not because of Proverbs, if we will still be friends if we want to, but all my concern for her comes from nostalgia for Proverbs.

Whenever I see her, I think about what I would do to her if Proverbs were there, and then treat her according to the reaction of Proverbs.

This is obviously not the distance that a friend should have.

She asked, which made me a little apprehensive.

After a long silence, he replied, "Yes...... No way. ”

Yan Yan lowered his head and snorted.

She stood up and said, "It's not too early, you can sleep too." ”

Seeing that she was about to leave, I preemptively said, "I'm sorry." ”

Hearing this, her footsteps paused, smiled indifferently, and said, "I just feel a little envious of Senior Sister." ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and said inaudibly: "If I die one day, it would be nice if someone thought of me like this." ”

She left with such a sentence, leaving me alone in the courtyard, thinking about what she had just said, and my heart was a little disturbed.

When I returned to my room, I was going to rest, but thinking that I would have to leave tomorrow, I went up the mountain again before I could say goodbye to Proverbs.

Actually, this is a very strange thing, if I believe that Proverbs is still alive, then the person buried on that mountain is not Proverbs, even if I talk to her more, how many times I go to see her, it is meaningless, but it seems that I still want to do that.

Whether the proverbs are life or death, whether the people they saw on Wushan are proverbs or not, just dig up the grave and there will be an answer, but I can't bear it, I'd rather go around and find out by myself.

When I came to the mountain, there was no one around, and in the silence, there was only the crisp sound of insects chirping among the bushes and grass.

I looked down at the grave of Proverbs, stood for a moment, and reached out to brush off the maple leaves that had fallen on it.

I was about to say something to her, but I heard some movement from the bottom of the mountain not far away, I glanced sideways, saw Yan Yan's figure in a trance, and quickly got up and hid behind a big tree.

The man came to him, his red clothes looked dark in the moonlight, but looking at that figure, it should be Yan Yan.

She came to the tomb of Proverbs, stared at it wordlessly for a long time, and then cried out, "You fool......

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