Under the cold blue moonlight, time flies by, as if falling from a waterfall, rushing in thousands of feet.

As a result, the sea turned into mulberry fields, and the bustling city was reduced to desolate hills.

On top of the barren hills, tombstones burst out of the earth, and the dog's teeth stretched to the end of the earth.

Under the moonlight, the tombstones of various forms reflected the cold light. They seem to come from all over the world and emerge from all eras.

Some are stone tablets, some are wooden stakes, some are like emperors' tombs, and some have broken their waists, covered with spider silk, and are dilapidated. Underneath all the tombstones, there are different soul-attracting lamps.

But more than half of the tombstones have gone out with ancient lamps underneath.

In the silence of the world, everything is silent as if it were dead.

Ye Qingxuan sat on the chair, looked around in fear, and then saw the man looking back in the tombstone.

The moonlight shone on his body coldly, and the silver-white patterns were revealed on the pitch-black clothes, shining brightly. The patterns were intertwined into a coat of arms he had ever seen, but he could not remember where he had seen them.

The wind blew from afar, blowing his long silver-white hair, like quicksilver falling into the air.

"Father?"

At the moment when he saw the face, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but suffocate.

But soon, he realized that it was not his father's face. That face had the characteristics of his father in it, but it was not what he was. Sometimes he feels more like a reflection of himself, but it's neither.

In a stunned and dull gaze, he saw that the man was also looking at him, his eyes complicated.

He opened his mouth and made a sound, as if he were speaking, word by word.

But Ye Qingxuan couldn't hear his voice clearly.

His voice repeated over and over again, and there was an eerie echo in the wind. The sound causes the world to change, causing the stars to flow, the winds to change, the earth to rise, and the floods to flow......

But the thunderous sound was so indistinct.

Ye Qingxuan tried his best to distinguish it, but the pain between his chest made him can't help but roar in pain, and the tearing pain spread out from his body. Every vein was shaking wildly, scorched by lava pain.

Something filled his body forbade him to listen to the sound, but now the pain grew stronger, the sound became clearer.

The silver-haired man stared at him, repeating over and over again.

In the huge pain like the tide of the sea, Ye Qingxuan's consciousness was confused, and he let out a hoarse scream of collapse.

Until the end, he felt his body shatter, everything irreversibly collapsed, and darkness struck and engulfed everything.

But just before he fell into darkness, he heard the man's mournful murmur.

"Do you regret it?"

His voice carries a thousand years of sorrow and pain.

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"Ah!!!h

Ye Qingxuan woke up from a nightmare and let out a hoarse scream, alarming the remnants of the candle in the middle of the night.

It was only then that he realized that he had been immersed in a dream, but when he woke up, why was he lying on the bed wrapped in bandages? But where does this pain come from?

He was almost crazy.

"When you wake up, don't scream. ”

At the head of the bed, Seton, who was immersed in reading, glanced up at him and held up the book: "What does this word mean?"

The sharp pain was wrapped around his body, and he wanted to find something to divert his attention, and when he looked at the word, he felt that he had seen a savior, and thought hard:

"The etymology of the word confession comes from the writing phrase of the Holy City, from the translation of ancient texts, which means 'to repent of the mistakes made by going astray'. The relevant texts refer to the "Commentary on Dogma" revised by the six generations of popes, as well as the "Dictionary of the Common Language......"

As he spoke, he felt that he could not continue.

If his voice was sandpaper, now it's like two pieces of iron rubbing, and it's so sharp that it's hard to hear.

"I—What's wrong with me?"

He looked blankly at Seton.

"I don't know, every pore of you was oozing blood when I found out. Seton shook his head and pointed downstairs, "The entire front desk floor has been dyed red by you." ”

His eyes turned cold: "Have you planned how to accompany the money for changing the floor? and your medical expenses, I am not a good hall here, if you can't afford to lose money, I can introduce the doctor who sells organs to you ......."

"It's going to cost money?" Ye Qingxuan almost bounced up from the bed: "The floor can be washed and washed again! Why do you want to change it! Uncle, don't you be so picky?"

Seton snorted coldly, not mentioning the matter of money.

"How long have I been asleep?" Ye Qingxuan asked with a wry smile.

"According to what the doctor told me, you should just just not wake up, or you should just lose too much blood and die...... But you've only been six hours since you woke up, and you're fine. ”

Seton nodded: "Since it's okay, let's continue to work tomorrow." ”

"Hey, uncle, do you have any humanity?"

"You want humanity? I still want it! When the boss here comes back, he will definitely laugh at me for the floor thing, and I can't even look at the store! I was already so angry by that bastard that I can't do it, and you still come to make trouble. ”

Seton's tone was gloomy: "I said it all, don't trouble me, but you guy's too much trouble." ”

“...... Well, you're under a lot of pressure too. ”

Ye Qingxuan wants to cry without tears, it is not easy for everyone in this world.

"Anyway, thank you for saving me. He whispered, "I'll find a way to pay you back." ”

"Just give me back the money. I only paid for it anyway. ”

Seton got up indifferently, revealing the person behind him: "It's not me who saved you, it's her." ”

That's the white tide.

The white-haired girl stood there the whole time, but Seton's monster-like body covered her. She looked at Ye Qingxuan and greeted him reluctantly.

"She found you on the ground, you were rolling, and if you still have any memory, you should remember that you bit her. Seton said lightly:

"You've lost a lot of blood, and she's the only one who can give you a blood transfusion. If it weren't for the extreme xenophobia of Oriental blood, I would have suspected you of being a werewolf. ”

After speaking, Setun then turned to leave: "You can rest in peace, tomorrow is a day off." ”

Before closing the door, he looked back and added:

"Remember, just one day. ”

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With the sound of the door shut, there was an unspeakable silence in the room.

Ye Qingxuan looked at Bai Xi silently, but Bai Xi tilted his head and didn't look at him. Lao Fei looked around between the two blankly, not knowing what was going on.

I don't know why, when he obviously did something to save people and should be ashamed, Bai Xi looked a little uneasy. In the light of the jumping candles, she lowered her head and unconsciously played with the corners of her clothes with her fingers, as if she was being reprimanded by a teacher.

Ye Qingxuan opened his mouth several times, but he didn't know what to say.

In the continuous silence, she finally couldn't bear the embarrassment and whispered, "I—I'm gone." ”

She turned around and walked quickly to leave, but heard a voice behind her:

"Thank you. ”

Bai Xi's shoulders trembled, as if he was frightened. She lowered her head and stuttered for a long time before she let out an 'oh', as if full of reluctance:

"It's just a call, but the look in your eyes was like you were saying, 'Hurry up and let me die.'" I'm sorry I can't let you get what you want. ”

Hearing her words, Ye Qingxuan's expression twitched unrecognizably, are you still thinking about this stubble? It's really a grudge at a young age, and it will become a big thing in the future...... When she was her age, she didn't have the street skills to play cards and turn over cabinets.

"Ahem, there's no need to be so careful, right?"

"Who cares?" Bai Xi glared at him.

"Well, it's my little belly chicken intestines. ”

Ye Qingxuan finally caught a little vein, this girl is a donkey, she can't be stubborn, she must follow the hair. With that, everything is easy to do. But looking at her more real appearance, I finally felt that she was like a child.

"Are you from the East?" Ye Qingxuan propped himself up and leaned against the head of the bed.

Bai Xi hesitated for a moment, but still replied honestly: "Almost." ”

"Nice, tell me about it?" he patted the chair next to his bed, his eyes sincere.

He suddenly wanted to know about the East in his father's mouth, perhaps because of that strange dream, or perhaps because he wanted to talk to others:

"My father didn't get married until he came to Avalon, and I never went to the East. Everyone thinks I'm from the East, but I don't know what the East is like. ”

"Probably...... It's the same as here, right?"

Bai Xi still looked reluctant, but sat on the chair obediently and replied honestly: "But one good thing is that there are people on the street who distribute food for free, so you can eat to your heart's content." ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, what am I lying to you for? ”

The little girl gave him a blank look: "Because there were people who rebelled because they didn't like to eat the minced meat distributed by the emperor, and they all wanted to eat steamed buns and noodles...... In the end, a general poisoned the emperor's meatloaf and poisoned the emperor to death. ”

"The emperor of the East is really hard. ”

"The emperor has long been set aside, and those who want to eat wheat follow one prince, those who want to eat rice follow another prince, and one prince likes to eat yams, so everyone drives out those who love sweet potatoes. Sometimes two princes would fight over whether they ate something salty or sweet. ”

"Eat so well and fight?"

"Isn't there a nasty person in Avalon who criticizes others for not eating pork?"

"I haven't seen it, but I think it's annoying to hear you say that. ”

"yes, yes, that's how it is. ”。

Ye Qingxuan looked at Bai Xi's serious expression, and couldn't help but laugh softly.