The deaths of Yuan Ji and Wu Yue undoubtedly made Ling Kai and I relatively speechless for a long time, and Sheng Muhua's voice suddenly appeared behind me, only to pull the blank thoughts of the two of us back to reality, "Yun Ya, Ling Kai, it's a pleasure to meet you again." ”

I turned my head and looked at him in a police uniform and the crowd behind him who were busy cleaning up the scene, and couldn't help but smile sadly, "Uncle Sheng, are you okay?" ”

"Of course, fortunately, I was on business in another province when the accident happened, otherwise I would have been in a catastrophe."

There are outsiders, Ling Kai and I both rationally choose to be silent, and only after all the mess is almost cleaned up, I decided to have a deep talk with him, the starlight of that night is extraordinarily bright, like the light that has reappeared beyond the darkness of countless years, we both stood on the rooftop, also looking up at the sky, our hearts were obviously full of sadness but I didn't know how to resolve it.

After a long time, I finally spoke, "You...... What will happen? ”

His body shook slightly, looked back at me, and said slowly, "I don't belong to this world, but I don't want to involve you in this whirlpool. I'm sorry, I just wanted to come quietly, go quietly, be a passerby in your life, and not leave any traces in your life, but the moment I saw you, I still couldn't help but get closer to you, it was my persistence that hurt your ....... ”

"No!" I hugged him hard and pressed my face to his chest and tears rained down, "If you don't show up, what is the point of my life?" Xiuling, Akai, no matter who you are, I can't bear you, don't leave me, okay? Tell me, tell me how I can get you to stay, there must be a way, right? Tell me! ”

He didn't move, just stiffly let me hold him, there was no response at all, I only remember his soft and helpless voice sounding above his head, and it didn't go away for a long time, "Yun Ya, I and Wanyue and Yuanji don't belong to this era, you know it very well in your heart." So no one can stay, no one can. The Wu clan is different from the world, once the vow is made, it will be fulfilled, and if I don't leave, it will be fulfilled, you know? ”

Thunder and thunder? Come to a sticky end?

I shivered firmly, leaning weakly into his arms, full of despair.

"Promise me one thing," he finally reached out and stroked my hair, his voice carrying a deep pleading, "When I am gone, I must control myself, I can't be driven by it, I can't be used by it, I can't make you a disaster in the world, understand?" ”

I knew what he was talking about, but I just didn't want to pay attention to it, I just wanted to just hold him like this, for the rest of my life, for the rest of my life.

Many years later, looking back on that time, I hated myself for not having the courage to disappear into the world with him, so much so that I spent a lot of boring hours in a daze. And that night, we stood on the rooftop all night, until the sun rose in the east, until the sun shone brightly.

The streets of Nancheng, where everything is in ruins, began to sprinkle a lot of our figures, and we all chose to forget everything and turned into a pair of ordinary men and women, talking about love seriously.

During that time, Ling Kai was extremely gentle and considerate, and he was obedient to me, we went to sea, we watched movies, we lay on the grass to watch the sun, we sat on the beach and watched the sunset, but my heart endured the blazing and torment like fire all the time, but I didn't dare to say it openly about the pain and torture, I just cooperated with all his plans, and didn't want him to leave some regrets.

Although I had secretly asked for help from Fan Wuman, but he was gone, and I couldn't find it again, leaving only a letter in the villa under the fragrant mountain, with only four words on it: Let it be.

When Ling Kai left, I didn't know, but he obviously knew. So that night he kept holding me in the soft quilt, chattering and talking to me, he told me a lot of things that happened in the Wu clan back then, and also told me about the great achievements of the witch spirit girls in the past generations, and he didn't stop chattering until I was drowsy.

That night, when I was half-asleep, I felt his cold face against my forehead all the time, and something slipped over my face and neck, but I was too sleepy and tired to know anything.

By the time I awoke, he had completely disappeared from the world, and I could not feel his breath at all, nor could I find any trace of him, except for the tears on my face, and my anger made me once again driven by the power of the beast, and I almost caused a catastrophe. Fortunately, the mantra appeared in time, and it turned out that he had already prepared.

I was frozen by him in the depths of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain for many years, and when I woke up again, I was already a man and a woman, standing in the middle of the snowy mountain, I heard Brahma Wu Mantra say, "He doesn't want you to commit a heinous sin because of his departure, which will be an endless cycle of suffering, and you will never pay off your debts, so let me stay near you in advance, and stop you when he leaves." ”

"Paying off debts?" I smiled wryly, "What about him?" Isn't he paying off his debts? Pay back mine, return the witch clan, and return the people of the world! ”

"Yun Ya, forget about him, you are still young, you can start from scratch."

Forget? Can I forget? For countless days and nights after that, I would dream back at midnight and see the scene again. Including him running to borrow candles in the middle of the night, including talking with him about business and cooperation in high-rise buildings, including him appearing at my crisis all the time, guarding me again and again, helping me, and risking his life countless times.

And me? I believed in Wu Yue's trick and personally suppressed him in the coffin of the ancient tomb in western Sichuan, and every time I recalled these details, I would be drowned in tears, even if it was a dream, I would cry so much.

Thankfully, he left but didn't take the cactus with him, and I put it at the head of my bed every night, or this would give birth to a lot of dreams, and I began to live a drunken life and a dream, drowsy, not knowing day and night, not knowing what day and night, and not knowing what day and night it was, and I don't remember how long it was, but I was intoxicated with memories and didn't want to wake up.

During this period, I also attended the funerals of Mao Jie and Luo Chenhui, after all, they are just mortals, after all, they need to experience birth, old age, sickness and death, and reincarnation. Later, Hua Yan and Liang Xiaoxi both came to persuade me, but unfortunately they gained nothing, they reluctantly chose to worry about the deep mountains, and no longer be contaminated with the red world.

When Fan Wufu came to see me, he only hated iron and steel, and said, "You, it's better to get drunk to death." ”

I smiled at him and said, "My life has long been colorless, so what's the difference between waking up and dreaming?" He was so angry that he walked away and never appeared again.

Finally, one day, when I had to choose to settle in another small city because of my eternal appearance, and I was packing my bags, I found that the blood-colored cactus was gone, as if it had disappeared out of thin air, and I felt a familiar aura appear in the dark, and the excitement made me cry.

Because of the help of the sun and the moon, I found a college student who was painting in the sun, he sat quietly by the river, his fingers quickly sketched a beautiful sunset scene on the drawing board, the distant mountains are like a curtain, and the water near the water presents a mesmerizing light in the sunset, these beautiful scenes are vivid under his pen, and I am completely stunned.

After the painting, he seemed to be aware of my existence, and turned his head blankly, and the face that was exactly the same as that of the cultivator appeared in my pupils, which made me rush over in surprise as if I had been struck by lightning.

Hugged tightly by a stranger, the boy didn't struggle in my arms, but asked me in a faint, nonchalant voice, "Sister, have you hugged enough?" ”

——End of the book——