Fifteen years ago

On the top of the red maple mountain, a husband and wife build a house here, the husband is called Mo Buxun, and the wife is called Lishu.

It was the depths of winter, and all the leaves of the maple trees had fallen, leaving only bare branches. The snow is as light and flying as catkins, and after only half an hour, it has become a quilt, covering everything. The mountains are silent.

In the exquisite and elegant house on the top of the mountain, the pregnant Lishu watched the snow by the window, while Mo Buxun looked at Lishu on the chair, with affection.

Li Shu was a little worried: "No, the agreed deadline has arrived, will he really come?" ”

"Don't worry," Mo Buxun walked over, hugged her, and gently stroked her belly with his hand, "Even if he comes, he won't be able to get a comb, because I will do my best to protect you and the child." ”

"But you're losing your integrity by doing so."

"What about dishonesty? Once the Soul Cultivation Comb leaves, you will be gone! Mo Buxun became excited, but soon softened his voice, "Shu'er, I'd rather lose the world than you!" ”

"Not following ......"

The two looked at each other and smiled, lingering, and snuggled up for a long time.

After lunch, the snow stopped, and Mo Buxun swept away an open space and practiced his sword outside the room, while Li Shu took a lunch break in the room.

The wind howled, and the branches of the trees scurried around like mad snakes. The sky was covered with dark clouds, rolling in like thousands of troops, and in an instant, it was pressed together, and the sky and earth were immersed in darkness like splashing ink. Mo Buxun turned around and put away his sword, frowning: "He, after all, is here." ”

As soon as the words fell, a divine beast about one zhang tall stood in front of him with a "bang", like a fox, with horns on its back, and it was a yellow! Looking up, a man sat between the two corners, his face as white as jade, and his expression was lazy.

"Old Mo, I'll pick up my things." He got straight to the point and said in a casual tone, "Are you ready?" ”

"What you want is a soul comb." "You know what it means to go." ”

The man raised his eyebrows: "You forgot the gentleman's covenant ten years ago?" As he spoke, he flicked his long sleeves and flew to the ground, his eyes were gloomy, "I saved you, did you swear to thank you with a soul comb, and now, you married a daughter-in-law and forgot your benefactor?" ”

"It's because of Shu'er that I can't give it to you." Mo does not follow the firm path.

"You don't pretend to be a couple for me!" The man stared at him, "In a word, to give or not to give?" ”

"I won't give it." Mo Bu lowered his eyes, and seemed to say to himself, "Shu'er only married me last year, and when I learned that she survived by combing and leaning on the comb, I expected today's confrontation situation. ”

"You don't give it?" He was furious and grabbed Mo Buxun's neck, "My son died, and my son-in-law lost all his immortal power for him, but only locked his soul." Now I am a wife and children, and the other is an agreement, which is very reasonable! ”

Mo Buxun opened his hand: "Your wife and children are dead, but my wife and children are born, exchanging life for death, shame in the world!" ”

"The world?" The man sneered, several times colder than Shuofeng, "Then why be afraid? Even if the world wants to destroy me, I am willing! ”

Mo Buxun pointed directly at his predecessors with a sharp sword, and said coldly: "Coincidentally, I think so too." With that, the sword light flashed, carrying a sharp sword aura, and rushed towards the other party.

The corners of the man's mouth went up, and he jumped and easily avoided it. Between turning around, with a slanted palm, the jade-white light split instantly, Mo Buxun blocked it with a sword, and the force increased by two, and Fang gritted his teeth to resist it.

The man laughed: "Little fairy, delusional to fight me? You'd better ......" The voice came to an abrupt end, because Mo Buxun was rushing towards the door with his sword! He was not surprised, he gently deflected his body and avoided it again, but Mo Buxun was carried behind him by the sword qi, the man slapped again, and Mo Buxun fell to the ground as soon as he flipped forward.

After falling to the ground, the tip of his sword was inserted into the ground, he regained his center of gravity, turned over and jumped up, and with the power of jumping, another sword qi shot violently, the man strode forward, stretched his hand forward, grabbed it empty, and the sword qi obediently entered the palm of his hand. The man glanced at Cheng Huang without a trace, and Cheng Huang responded with a look, shrunk like a fox and flinched.

The man said quietly: "I have no intention of fighting you, if you really don't want to hand over something, I will take your life directly, and you don't have to ......" He said, slamming out the sword qi that had just been collected in his palm, "It's so painful." ”

Mo Bu was beaten half of his life, vomiting a lot of blood, he gritted his teeth and glared: "Don't talk nonsense, even if I only have a corpse left, I will definitely hinder you." ”

"I can't help myself!" The man frowned, turned and walked towards the house. Mo Buxun grabbed his lower skirt, and he lifted one foot and kicked Mo Buxun's back with all his might. Mo Buxun only felt that a thousand-pound giant hammer was smashed on his back, and his bones were shattered instantly, but he just didn't let go, but grabbed it tighter.

"Ahh Then he struggled to get up, and as soon as he let go, he was kicked away.

In the room, after being woken up by the sound of fighting, Li Shu was about to get out of bed, when he saw a fox-sized Chenghuang breaking into the house, staring at him, as if he was going to eat himself alive in the next second, so he was frightened and screamed. Cheng Huang pressed forward step by step, and the claws collided with the ground with a piercing sound.

Although Li Shu is a herring demon clan with high mana, but in the face of the divine beasts of the White Republic of China, he is really powerless to parry, and with the imminent delivery, the spell is reduced by half. Therefore, she only stared at Chenghuang tightly, but she didn't dare to make a move easily.

But Cheng Huang took two steps forward and immediately pounced on her, and her claws hooked directly at the soul comb on her head! Li Shu naturally knew its purpose, and when she leaned back, her claws only cut off a lock of hair. Seeing that the thing didn't arrive, it pounced again, and in a hurry, Li Shu blocked it with a spell, but Cheng Huang's strength was too great, and after a while, her forehead was covered with a layer of sweat.

At this time, the man stepped in, raised his hand and slapped it, and Li Shu immediately hit the wall.

"Hurt ......" Lishu's face was pale and her whole body convulsed. And the man thought, his strength is not great, why did he reach such a point, did she have to ......

"I'm going to give birth—" Lishu sweated like rain, in pain, and her body curled up even more, her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh.

Outside, Mo Buxun had already struggled into the house, his lips were pale, and his blood was covered all over his body, but he didn't care, he just stared at his wife alone, and muttered: "Shu'er...... Shu'er! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"

The man frowned, this is the best time to grab a comb. But once the comb is snatched, let alone the child, the life of the adult will not be saved. He's a man who's been through the loss of a wife and a child, and he knows what it's like, and he doesn't want people to taste it again. However, after ten years of waiting, now that the comb is at his fingertips, how could he be willing to leave.

It was he who raised his hand several times, and finally rode away on Huang.

Lishu fainted several times in pain, and Mo Buxun was always by her side.

Finally, the child was born!

However, the child did not cry or even open his eyes.

It's a stillbirth.

Lishu cried bitterly, her daughter, she hasn't seen the world yet...... She suddenly thought of the soul comb, and plucked it from her hair, and her already messy hair was even more like a bird feather that had been blown by the wind.

Mo Buxun pressed his wife's hand, and tears flowed: "No! The child can still have again, you are gone, what is the point of my life! ”

"I'm going to save her...... I want to save my child......" Her eyes were blank, tears fell one after another, and she grabbed her husband's hand tightly, "Help me, help the child!" Don't follow! Not following ......"

Mo Buxun finally nodded.

"Water is the guide, comb is the medicine, the soul gathers, the dead come back to life-" Li Shu shouted this sentence with the last breath of strength, and there was no more voice. After falling to the ground, his body gradually became empty, and finally turned into a herring fish that was oozing blood.

"Wow-" The child's already cold body gradually warmed up, and his little face became rosy. Regardless of the sadness, Mo Bushun wrapped the child tightly, put it in a bamboo basket, wrapped the soul comb with a blood book, stuffed it into swaddling clothes, and climbed to the stream with the little strength he had left.

"Ling Ran is good, and Ling Ran is a life...... Go ahead. Then with a sharp push, the bamboo basket fell into the water. The child was frightened by the splashing cold water of the stream, and cried.

Listening to the child's crying, Mo Buxun smiled, at least ...... The daughter can live. Gradually, the body became light and fluttering, scattered into smoke, and let the wind blow away. His oath echoed in his ears: "What about demons? For the sake of Shu'er, I was demoted to the mortal, even if I disappeared, it was worth it! ”

Yes, it's worth ......

At the foot of the mountain, beside the waterfall, several women were washing their clothes, although their hands were red from the cold, but their faces were smiling happily.

"Our Red Maple Mountain is the spirit, it's a cold winter, and the water still doesn't freeze."

"No, the ancestors relied on it, and the descendants also had to rely on it."

"Speaking of juniors. Huh? Jiu Niang, do you think this water will wash down a child? ”

Jiu Niang's face was red and she didn't speak, she and her husband have been married for nearly eight years, but they have no children, everyone in Hongzale Village knows it, fortunately, the people are simple, even if it is like a joke just now, they are all kind.

Suddenly, there was a "poof" sound, and the waterfall rushed down a bamboo basket, and at first everyone didn't think anything was wrong, until they heard the mixed cry of the water, and they panicked.

"There's a kid in the water! There's a kid in the water! ”

Jiu Niang was the first to rush up, and carried her home as if she was afraid of being robbed by someone, and called her husband again, and the two of them were overjoyed.

"Blood book? Her name is ...... Ink, Ling, Ran? ”

"And a mahogany comb."

"It's a soul comb, it's mentioned in the blood book."

……

It was autumn, and the crickets were still chirping, and I was awakened by the dream, which had dispersed, but my ears were filled with their noise. Inadvertently looking at the window, it seems that someone has hurriedly walked by.

"Who?"

No one answered. It was late at night, perhaps, misunderstood.

Seeing the little tail sleeping soundly beside him, he couldn't help but touch it, only to find that his palms were full of sweat. I couldn't help frowning, that baby, also called Mo Lingran?

Still is...... Am I her?

If it's a dream, it's useless to look into it.

But...... That feeling was obviously experienced by myself, and it was like a dream.

"Sister Ling Ran?" Little Tail was sleepy-eyed, "Why don't you sleep?" ”

I looked at it and smiled, "Some can't sleep, you keep sleeping, I'll go out for a walk." ”

"Okay."

I tiptoed out the door, and as I quietly closed it, a hand suddenly fell on my shoulder.

Behind him, he said quietly: "Can't Miss Mo sleep too?" ”

It's the sound of thunder.

I nodded, and walked straight to Mochizuki's high ground and sat down.

"What did you dream about?" He opened his mouth bluntly, and when he saw that I was full of suspicion, he smiled again, "I can't sleep because of my dreams." ”

I looked at the hazy moon and didn't speak.

He also looked at the moon: "I dreamed of my wife and children, and cried for me to save them." I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't sleep anymore. ”

My heart was touched, and I couldn't imagine that the usual big grin was pinned out, and there was also a delicate side.

I said, "I also dreamed of my family, but ......"

"I know." He stood up, "Life is impermanent, the world is unpredictable, how can there be a perfect life?" ”

"What about the people of the White Republic?" I don't think about it.

He pouted, "You want to go?" ”

I can't say that I want to think about it, but what I have already promised should be fulfilled, besides, the man in the dream is a person from the White Republic of China, at least ask clearly. I thought a lot, but I only gave a soft "um".

He sneered: "They all say that it is the land of bliss, but isn't the Pure Land of Bliss only the western sky?" He laughed even harder: "It's just dead!" ”

I sighed: "Yes, everyone in the world is afraid of death, but I don't know that death represents liberation and worry-free to a certain extent. ”

"Eh, that's it!" Pin Qilei suddenly thought of something, "You little girl, you are a young man!" Do I call you 'Lao Mo'? ”

Old Mo ...... ...... in a Dream Old Mo ...... I lost my mind for a while.

"One day I called you 'Lao Mo', Brother He still didn't want to, now it seems that you have to call it!"

I was noncommittal and just laughed at him.