Chapter Eighty-Three: Peeling Her Skin
Luo Wusheng dragged back to the Scholar Pavilion with a somewhat heavy heart, in fact, she should be happy, looking at the back of Ye Qingjue, it seemed that she was about to give up, her purpose was to make him give up, but when she thought of him leaving her, her heart was like missing a blood vessel, and she was beating a little weakly.
In the past, Luo Wusheng was the one who put all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows on her face, she was happy when she was happy, and she was unhappy when she was unhappy. After a long experience under the cliff, she seems to have forgotten how to express her emotions, and the expressionless silence is all she has to respond to the outside world. During the days she lived in the Scholar's Pavilion, she tried to make her joys, sorrows, and sorrows look normal, but the moment she closed the door, her face lost its expression bracket. At this moment, Luo Wusheng didn't have any strength to pretend that she was very happy, and the negative energy in her heart slowly suffocated her.
"Apprentice..."The ghost-faced Gu Yu asked tentatively when he saw that his apprentice looked lost and depressed, as if he had been struck by lightning.
Luo Wusheng sat at the table with his head drooped as if he hadn't seen the ghost-faced ancient jade.
"Apprentice !!" Ghost-faced Gu Yu raised the decibels, but Luo Wusheng seemed to be in a different time and space from him, and his voice couldn't make her emotions fluctuate a little. The ghost-faced Gu Yu shook his hand in front of Luo Wusheng's eyes several times, "Apprentice !!"
Luo Wusheng is like a blind man.
Helpless, the ghost-faced Gu Yu could only get started, he stepped forward and patted Luo Wusheng's shoulder, "Luo Wusheng!"
Luo Wusheng seemed to be frightened, her face turned pale in an instant, and she reflexively asked, "What's wrong?" There was no other emotion on her face. If it were in normal times, she would have rolled her eyes at the ghost-faced Gu Yu, and then 'educated' the ghost-faced Gu Yu: Master, do you know that people are scared to death! If you scare me to death, you really don't even have a person to send to the end, then you can only be in the wilderness......
Gu Yu, who wanted to amuse Luo Wusheng, saw that Luo Wusheng had lost his usual appearance, and his pale face had no other emotions except for the frightened blankness, he was dumbfounded, his mouth opened and closed, and finally only spit out two words: "It's okay." ”
"Oh. Luo Wusheng's face was still distressingly pale, but she had reverted to the arrogant face she had just been shrouded in dark emotions, and she seemed to have chosen to ignore the ghost-faced Guyu's reaction, and even said that she didn't care at all. "I'm not eating dinner anymore. With that, Luo Wusheng walked to his room like a corpse.
Ghost-faced Gu Yu looked at Luo Wusheng's appearance, and called Da Mu and Xiao Mu to give a few orders.
The slanting sun slowly moved from dusk to darkness, and it slowly graffiti the colors on its body, layer by layer, and finally turned itself into a night, with a biting coolness blowing in the breeze.
Ghost-faced Guyu sat at the table like this, his brows furrowed, waiting for Damu Xiaomu's reply. It wasn't until late at night that Da Mu and Xiao Mu came back, and from the reports of Da Mu and Xiao Mu, the doubts in Ghost Face Gu Yu's heart were not resolved. The ghost-faced Gu Yu gave birth to a hexagram, but in the end he gave up, the matter of destiny is not something that he can completely solve with a divination, some things can be prevented, but some things ...... For Luo Wusheng, in addition to her own slow adjustment, he really can't be a master, he can only silently hope in his heart that Luo Wusheng's period can be shortened.
"The vicissitudes of the world, I am the only favorite", a song that Luo Wusheng sang for seven consecutive days, made Luo Wusheng's status as a magical singer in the hearts of the people of Licheng take root little by little. In the streets and alleys, even if a child mentions flowers and willows, he can hum two of her songs.
Except for the first day, in the remaining six days, Ye Qingjue seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no 'Bright Moon Tianya Song', and even Jinlan was lost.
Luo Wusheng seemed to have fallen into a trough, except when she was singing, she was alive, and at other times she was like a dead corpse walking alive. She gets up, walks, sings, and sleeps very numbly every day, no matter how the ghost-faced Gu Yu jokes with her, she just faintly replies with one word: "Oh." ”
No matter how sunny the weather outside was, it couldn't help but warm Mu Ran's heart on the iron chain frame in the dungeon, her limbs were tied to the iron frame, and there were no visible scars on her body except for the red marks on the ankles of her limbs that had been strangled by the iron chains.
Say. ”
Mu Ran heard Ye Qing's death-like voice, which hummed throughout the dungeon. She hadn't eaten for six days, she concentrated on finding the source of Ye Qingjue's voice, she saw the fox Qimei next to Ye Qingjue biting her lower lip, she was not a merciful master, but she knew that even if she recruited Hu Qimei, Ye Qingjue would definitely not believe it, "I'm the only one, I wrote the song and asked someone I knew to hand over to the city lord, I found the bandits who wanted to kidnap Hua Wuliu, but she escaped by luck, and I was the only one who ......" Mu Ran's voice became smaller and smaller due to the lack of energy in his body, and in the end, he seemed to mumble to himself, "It's just me... It's just me... It's just me......"
Ye Qingjue's hands were clenched tightly, his patience also had a limit, he used the limit of human survival to punish Mu Ran, just hoping that she could recruit it, after all, such a hidden danger that was not good for Hua Wuliu existed, how could he tolerate it? He spent six days waiting for patience, but he didn't expect his patience to be regarded as a weakness. If he didn't know that Mu Ran didn't know a few words, and even his name was written crookedly, he might really believe it, and the letter accusing Hua Wuliu of bewitching everyone and wanting to incite people to rebel was written by her. If he hadn't asked Jin Lan to interrogate the kidnapper, and the kidnapper said that he didn't know Mu Ran at all, he might have really believed it. The kidnapper said that he had only received a bag of gold and a note for him to tie up the flowers, and that if he did not comply, his head would be the same as the head in another bag, but before his task was completed, he was brought before the night clear. The words on the note in the kidnapper's hand are the same as the words on the fold.
"Plucked her skin. "Yeqing, who has lost all patience, is like a god from hell, cruel and cold-blooded.