Listening to the song and looking for the light, this should be a very cheerful thing, although it is not happiness, but at least it will smile.

Qin Mo didn't smile, there was an extremely sad expression on his face from beginning to end, I don't know if it was because the grievances of the song moved him, or if it was only the footsteps of the ancient boat, which made him feel depressed.

Or both, so Qin Mo couldn't laugh, there was only that song left in his mind, only that sentence left: July 14, pick him up and return home.

Walking to the bow of the boat, Qin Mo saw the lamp, just as he imagined, it was an oil lamp, and the withered yellow light was emanating from the oil lamp.

The lamp was held in a crumpled hand, and a man in a black robe with a rickety figure turned his back to Qin Mo, it was unimaginable that that beautiful and poignant singing voice actually came from this person's mouth, although Qin Mo couldn't see her mouth yet.

But he thought that if he could have such a pleasant voice, this should be a beauty, even if he is not beautiful, he will not be ugly.

Without waiting for Qin Mo to ask, she turned around, but Qin Mo took two steps back in fright, this is not a beauty, nor is it a person who is not beautiful.

She was ugly, because she was very old, and her old skin was almost twisted together, but she had a smile on her face, but this smile did not express joy, but pain, resentment, and evil.

That's right, this face Qin Mo has seen, in that fog, he has seen it on the face of the warriors of the Xuanxing tribe, this is a living face, this is also the face of a resentful spirit.

Qin Mo couldn't imagine that the beautiful voice just now was actually made by her, how could such an old woman make such a beautiful voice, how could she have such a face?

"You...... Are you a resentful spirit?" Qin Mo asked boldly, he couldn't feel the breath on the old woman's body, but he knew that the old woman was terrible, and this kind of terrible was to let him die, and he might not even have time to perceive it, he would already be dead.

Or let him live is better than death, he will never die, but stay here for the rest of his life, tasting loneliness and sourness.

"I am, I'm not. The old woman's face suddenly had doubts, she looked at Qin Mo and began to think, after a long time, her old face was full of seriousness and solemnity, "I'm not." ”

"Then who are you?" Qin Mo asked again.

"Who am I?" The old woman's face once again showed thought, but soon the face that was still smiling suddenly appeared in pain, after this pain appeared, Qin Mo saw countless faces, and appeared on that face, there were men and women, their expressions were all the same, they were all painful.

After a long, long time, the old woman calmed down, and she said seriously, "It's been too long, and I've forgotten who I am." ”

"Too long?" Qin Mo didn't know why, but he didn't ask, but was thinking about how long this too long was, how long it was, and how long it would take for people to forget who they were?

"What are you doing here?" Qin Mo asked again, he originally wanted to add, do you know how to leave the Dark Void?

But before he could ask, the old woman quickly replied this time: "I remember, I'm waiting for someone." ”

Qin Mo thought of the song that the old woman sang, and he suddenly understood something, so he asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

He naturally knew that the old woman was waiting for her lover, but Qin Mo wanted to know who her lover was, and he was sure that the old woman in front of him was a resentful spirit nine times out of ten, and only by solving her confusion could he leave here.

"Who am I waiting for?" The smile on the old woman's face suddenly became happy, this time it was really happy, without the slightest resentment, she waited for a long time, just to wait for that person, she rummaged through her mind, the past came to life one by one, but none of it was about him.

The old woman's face suddenly became manic, and her mouth muttered to herself from time to time, "I should remember, I should have him, I can forget him, I remember, on July 14, I want to hold the lamp by the stone bridge, I know he will come back, he will definitely come back......"

Qin Mo really wanted to tell her, you don't remember, because too much time has passed, and you have forgotten your name, how can you remember it?

"I forgot who I was waiting for...... the old woman's face was extremely lost, and her body couldn't help shaking.

"Then do you remember, how long have you waited, maybe I can help you think about it, who are you waiting for?" Qin Mo reminded, the person the old woman was waiting for must be very important.

Such an important person must be famous in history, Qin Mo is very confident, as long as he is given time, he may be able to find someone like the old woman.

"How long have I waited? 10,000 years, 20,000 years, 100,000 years......" The old woman suddenly snapped her fingers, like a child learning to count, but after counting for a long time, her face became confused again, "One hundred thousand years, two hundred thousand years...... No, no, no, how long have I waited, how long have I waited?"

The old woman looked at Qin Mo, as if she wanted Qin Mo to give him an answer, where could Qin Mo have an answer, seeing the old woman's expression, she felt sad in her heart.

"I've waited too long, I don't know how long it has been......" the old woman sighed, but finally gave up, holding the yellowed oil lamp, and turned away, looking into the darkness in the distance.

Suddenly, the big ship moved, there was no turbulence of the stormy waves, everything was peaceful, Qin Mo could no longer see the struggling fossil, I don't know if it was swallowed by the big ship, or if it had already struggled out.

With the start of this big ship, Qin Mo's heart also hung up, he wanted to call Huzhong Immortal to come out, but at this time, Huzhong Immortal seemed to be dead, once he was alive, he had no life.

Qin Mo walked on the big ship like this, he didn't feel the slightest resentment, some doubted whether this was the legendary legend that carried all the resentment, and some doubted whether the resentful spirit was a ship.

I don't know how long it has been, Qin Mo is a little confused, he doesn't know the time, so he can't count the days, but he feels that such a day doesn't seem to be as terrifying as he imagined.

Although he was not accompanied by beautiful women, he could hear the most poignant song in the world, and day and night, he was intoxicated by this song, and every time he woke up, it was as if he had heard it for the first time.

On this day, he woke up again, he went to the bow of the boat, and sat down beside the old woman, which was a habit of him every day, and the old woman didn't care about her, but just held the lamp, and sang her song every once in a while, as if calling for something.

Qin Mo suddenly took out the wine from the storage bag, and when he arrived at two bowls, one bowl was placed next to the old woman, and the other bowl was held in his hand, he said: "The wine in the bowl, can you see her figure?"

Then his face showed disappointment, the wine was drunk by him, Qin Mo thought of the cyan shadow, that was his most beloved person, the trick of fate, the encounter again and again, but in the end he couldn't recognize each other, couldn't tell her, who he was.

The old woman suddenly looked at him, she picked up the bowl of wine on the ground, and said with a smile: "He said the same thing back then, so I sang it like this in my song." ”

"How do you know what he said?" Qin Mo suddenly asked, the laziness and nightmares on his face disappeared, replaced by a serious face, "Isn't it that you have already waited for him, you have already seen him, since you have waited and seen, why do you continue to wait?"

The old woman's expression suddenly distorted, she shook her head, and denied, "No, I didn't wait for him, and I haven't seen him, but why do I know that he said the same thing back then?"

Even she herself was puzzled, and she dropped the glass of wine, threw the oil lamp on the ground, and covered her head with her hands, looking jealous and bitter.

"He's dead. Qin Mo said suddenly.

"No, he's not dead, we agreed, on July 14, he will return to his hometown, I'll wait at the bridge, hold the lamp for him......" The old woman looked at Qin Mo miserably, and in her sunken eyes, a pair of blood-colored eyes overflowed with tears.

"Because he died, you forgot him, you only remember, you have to wait for him, but you forget where you waited for him, you forget how long you waited, you can't wait for him, because he is not there at all. Qin Mo's words blasted over like a cannon.

He didn't want to do this, because it was too cruel, he struggled for a long time, but in the end he had to do it, because this was the only way for him to leave, he couldn't wait here with the old woman forever, he still had a lot to do.

"You're lying, you're lying!" The old woman stared at Qin Mo with a distorted face, her eyes were full of resentment, and at this moment, Qin Mo found that the entire ship exuded a strong resentment.

"I'm not lying, you made me here, you asked me to come here to sue you, don't wait any longer, you made me sue you, he's dead. Qin Mo gritted his teeth and clenched his fists and said.

"Why me, why do I want you to come here, why do I want you to sue me, why would I let you sue me that he is dead?" the old woman asked rhetorically.

"Because you've forgotten. Qin Mo said, "You forgot that he is dead, you forget how many years you have been waiting here, you even forgot his name, you are waiting here, just because your obsession makes you have to wait, in order to fulfill that promise." ”

Qin Mo looked into her eyes, "But he is dead, he died on the battlefield, he was killed by a foreign race, how many times the war burned through the city wall, this is sung in the song, in fact, you have always known, but you don't want to believe it, so you incarnate as a boat, carrying all the resentment and unwillingness in the world, just hope that one day in a certain year, he can return to you, you are afraid that he will not see, so you are waiting, July 14, pick him up and return home." ”

The old woman's eyes widened, those eyes were extremely red, and her body suddenly grew crimson hair, exuding a monstrous resentment: "Why do you want to sue me? Why don't you let me keep waiting? Why do you bother me, you damn it!"

Her nails suddenly became longer, and her dry hand, which only had a layer of skin left, stretched out to Qin Mo's throat, but Qin Mo didn't resist, because he couldn't resist.

But he sneered and said, "Don't forget, girl, on the 14th of July, pick him up and return home, you brought me here, you asked me to sue you, you don't want to wait any longer." ”

The hands suddenly let go, the old woman trembled, the resentment disappeared, the red hair disappeared, she turned around, picked up the oil lamp on the ground, and no longer sang, but said to herself: "It's me, it's me, it's me, ......it's me, it's me."