I knew what they wanted to do, but they couldn't move or make any sound as if they were petrified, but their hearts were like knives.

I watched as several strong men dragged the little mute out of the coffin, pulling her clothes frantically, and letting out bursts of beastly laughter.

I felt my heart bleed, and finally let out a heart-rending roar with all my strength: "Don't-"

After this roar, my body suddenly went numb as if an electric current was passing through it.

I snapped open my eyes, "Little mute—"

But the scene was gone, and I found myself still sitting in front of the painting.

I hurriedly said to Long Xiaoman, "Quick, send me back, I want to save the little mute!" ”

Long Xiaoman's face was pale, as if he had spent a lot of physical strength, and he pointed weakly outside, and I saw a ray of moonlight shining in through the window.

"When the moonlight appears, the secret art will not work." Long Xiaoman gently wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, as if he was very tired.

I said we'll just wait here and continue when the moonlight is gone.

Long Xiaoman shook his head, "It's useless, the secret technique can only help people open the memories of their past lives, and it's useless later." ”

I hurriedly told Long Xiaoman what I saw in my dream, and asked her if there was no other way?

Although I knew that even if I went back again, I would not change anything, but I always felt that there must be something behind this, that maid, that is, the old woman who had lived for hundreds of years, why did she do this, it seemed like she was very resentful of the little mute, and I thought that if I figured it out, some mysteries would be revealed.

Long Xiaoman shook his head and said, "The memory of your past life has been opened, but whether you can remember anything again in the future can only rely on your own creation, and you may not be able to remember it for the rest of your life, or you may be able to go back again by yourself under some chance." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at me with a very strange look, and his tone was a little complaining, "I'm tired like this, you can't come and help me!" ”

I hurriedly went over and helped her up, but when I helped her, I could feel that although Long Xiaoman was tired, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

I also heard her complain, "Although I am not as important as the little mute, I am also your friend, you treat me like this, and you don't care if you see me slumped on the ground." ”

I smiled apologetically at her and said I'm sorry, I didn't notice that much in my hurry.

After leaving the old house, there was still a while before dawn, and I couldn't sleep at this time, and the shops on the street had not yet opened, and the streets were empty, with the occasional car speeding by.

Long Xiaoman and I walked side by side on the deserted street, neither of us spoke, each thinking about our own thoughts.

After walking for a while, Long Xiaoman suddenly asked me, "Zhang Zhanning, ask you something." ”

I looked at her quizzically, "You say." ”

"If, I mean, if one day the little mute doesn't like you at all, and she likes someone else, will you still be willing to give her anything like now?"

Without hesitation, I nodded, "Yes!" ”

Long Xiaoman was puzzled, "Why?" People don't have you in their hearts, why are you so stupid? ”

I said, "Liking someone is not possession, liking is liking, if the purpose is to possess the other person, it is not called liking, it is called selfishness." ”

"When you really like someone, you will feel that no matter what she does, what kind of person she becomes, or whether she likes herself or not, it doesn't matter, as long as she is happy and happy."

After finishing speaking, I added, "Of course, I must be sad in my heart, who doesn't want the person you like to like the same as yourself, but if you really can't force it, forget it, you can like each other as a matter of your own, like is like, and it has nothing to do with the other party." ”

"Is that really the case?" Long Xiaoman muttered in a low voice.

I smiled at her, "I couldn't understand it at first, but I didn't know it until I met the little mute." ”

After finishing speaking, the two of us were silent, I don't know what's wrong, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed in Long Xiaoman, she also looked a little unnatural, she felt twisted and pinched, and deliberately kept a distance from me.

After a while, Long Xiaoman suddenly stopped me and said to me very seriously, "Zhang Zhanning, in fact, what I said that day was a lie, I don't like you at all, don't be careful, you are ugly and frustrated, I don't look down on you!" ”

With that, his cheeks flushed, and he walked briskly forward, throwing me some distance away.

I smiled bitterly in the back, a woman's heart, it's really a needle under the sea, should I be happy, happy, happy, or happy?

After walking a distance, Long Xiaoman suddenly turned around and rushed towards me.

I was so frightened that I wondered if this girl had suddenly figured it out, and was going to give me a bully to give me a hard bow!

Although she wants to have a body and a buttocks, I already have a little mute!

Just as I was pondering how to persuade her, she rushed in front of me, and before I could speak, she threw herself to the ground.

Syllable!

There was a crisp explosion, and I felt a strong wind fly past my scalp, and something hit the wall next to me, splashing a spark.

It's a bullet!

A thought popped into my mind, and at the same time, Long Xiaoman grabbed me from the ground and ran ahead quickly.

Bang Bang Bang –

A few more gunshots rang out, and the bullets hit just where we passed.

Finally turned into an alleyway, and the gunshots did not continue to sound.

I asked Long Xiaoman in shock, "What's going on!" ”

Long Xiaoman gasped and said anxiously, "Someone is going to do something to you!" ”

I asked who it was, and Long Xiaoman said he didn't know, saying that someone might have known that I had joined the Ten Thousand Souls Holy Sect, so he simply didn't do anything and killed you first.

As he spoke, several black shadows suddenly appeared at the mouth of the alley, Long Xiaoman reacted quickly, and did not run away, but rushed over like an off-string arrow, drew out a dark blue dagger, and immediately fought with those black shadows.

I know that Long Xiaoman's move is the best policy, at this time, if you turn around and run, in such a small space, as long as the other party shoots, we don't even have a chance to dodge.

The best thing to do is to rush up and fight them hand-to-hand without giving them a chance to shoot.

"Run!" Long Xiaoman shouted.

I turned around and ran after hearing this, not that I didn't pay attention to righteousness, but I knew that it would be useless for me to rush up, and all I could do at this time was not to make trouble for Long Xiaoman.

I ran forward with all my strength, and I don't know how long I ran, but I couldn't run anymore, so I leaned against a wall and gasped for air.

I originally wanted to call the police, but after thinking about it, this kind of thing still can't alarm the police, it will involve more trouble, and even affect Long Xiaoman.

And I think that since it is aimed at me, it must be related to the occult world, and by this time I have understood that there are two kinds of order in this world. One is the law of the yang world, and the other is that ordinary people are not aware of the order of the Xuanmen.

I waited until dawn to return to the scene of the incident and saw that all traces had been cleaned, including bullet holes, as if nothing had happened.

I don't know what happened to Long Xiaoman, I can only be secretly anxious, but I think that she shouldn't have anything to do, I know her ability, since those people used guns on us, it means that they can't reach out, and they shouldn't be able to help Long Xiaoman.

But I'm still not at ease, no matter what happens, I have to find Long Xiaoman first and see that she is safe and sound.

I wanted passers-by to inquire, described Long Xiaoman's appearance, and asked them if they had seen it.

Passers-by invariably said that they didn't know, so I was even more anxious, but I didn't know what to do, so I could only do it in a hurry.

At this time, a young man suddenly appeared in front of me and asked if my name was Zhang Zhanning.

I saw this man's face, I probably hadn't seen it before, so I nodded suspiciously and asked him what was the matter.

He handed me a box and said someone had asked him to pass it on to me.

I asked who the man was, and he shook his head and said he didn't know, she just asked me to give you the box and said it contained what you wanted.

I thought back to the box, looked at the young man again, and felt a little more vigilant in my heart, "I don't want this box, you can take it back." ”

I was chased and killed last night, and now a stranger is giving me a box, and I think of those scenes in the TV show, maybe the box was a bomb, and it exploded as soon as I opened it.

The young man did not take the box, but said, "The man said, if you refuse to ask for this box, let me tell you her name." ”

"What's her name?" I hurriedly asked.

"Zhang Ya!"

After I heard it, my head buzzed, it was Zhang Ya again! The name is up again!

"Where's she!" I hurriedly asked.

The young man looked behind him, pointed to a square, and said, "That's where she gave me her things, strange, people?" ”

At this time, the sky was just dawning, and there were not many people in the square, so I glanced around, but I didn't see Zhang Ya's shadow, so I asked him what the person looked like.

The young man described it to me, it was very beautiful, with a melon seed face, big eyes, long hair, and a pink dress......

After I listened to it, I was stunned, could it be that the real Zhang Ya appeared again?

I quickly opened the box and saw an envelope inside, and inside the envelope was a blank piece of paper.

Unfolded, it is a painting, the lines are delicate, the style of painting is smooth and exquisite, it should be from the handwriting of a woman.

The painting is a peculiar flower, very delicate and delicate, black and white tones, sketched with a pencil, the flower has a total of seven petals, a bit like a cracked heart.

In the background is a house, and this multi-flowered flower has no leaves and no rhizomes, so it is suspended in a room, which looks particularly strange.

I was stunned, and a word suddenly popped into my head: rootless flowers!