Xiu Yuan returned home, and Mao Chun stopped him when he saw his son looking tired, "Xiu Yuan, you just came back from outside?"

Xiu Yuan was stopped by his father and turned around and nodded, "Yes, father." ”

Mao Chun walked over, "What's wrong with you, are you sick?" said as he reached out to touch his son's forehead, and the temperature was normal before he was relieved.

Xiu Yuan smiled, "I'm worried about you, my son is fine, so I'll go back to my room to rest." ”

Li Xiuyuan, who returned to the room, felt the weight of his eyelids again, he thought that he was really tired, but he didn't dare to sleep when he remembered the unswerving words, and sat down at the table, with a stack of rice paper in his hand, so he picked up the pen and wrote those two lines of poetry on the paper, "The sunset invades the light spirit stone steps, and the clouds and cliffs are windy and moon-Maolian." After scribbling casually, he put the paper aside and stared out the window with his chin in his hands.

Xiao Zhi returned to the cave and saw Unswerving meditating with his eyes closed, "I'm looking at Li Xiuyuan again, sister." ”

Unswerving opened his eyes slightly, "Xiu Yuan has been haunted by unjust spirits recently, and I must pay careful attention to him. ”

"Haunted by unjust spirits? Why is he haunted by unjust spirits?"

"I don't know, there is no reason in the past two days, I have guessed a lot with him today and still don't know why. ”

Xiao Zhi sat down beside Bu Shi, "Then let's see what the unjust soul is doing when it comes back." ”

"This is exactly what we don't know, the appearance of the unjust soul in the dream is like a life to be cultivated, but-" Never swerving and stopped.

"But what?" Xiao Zhi was also curious.

"Her name is not Xiuyuan's name, but - Mao Lian. ”

"Mao Lian," Xiao Zhi bit her lip, "It's not easy, let's go to the county yamen household registration to check this person." ”

Xiao Zhi's words made Wuzhi's eyes widen, "Yes, why didn't I think of it?" ”

At the same time, Xiu Yuan felt a kind of sick sleepiness, and he had never felt a drowsy feeling overwhelmingly, he cheered up, and suddenly struggled to wake up when he felt his consciousness began to blur several times, and at this moment, Mao Chun knocked on the door, "Xiu Yuan, are you resting?"

Father's cry woke up the sleepy Xiu Yuan, and he stood up, "Not yet, father, come in." ”

Mao Chun pushed the door in, "I see that you don't look good, aren't you sick?" ”

Xiu Yuan shook his head, "It's okay, maybe I forgot to close the window last night and got cold." ”

"Why are you so careless," Mao Chun helped his son sit down, "The wind at night is the worst, if you don't pay attention, it's easy to fall seriously ill." ”

Xiu Yuan smiled, "Father Lao bothered, I'll pay attention to it in the future." ”

Mao Chun caught a glimpse of a stack of papers on his son's desk, "Are you practicing calligraphy?"

"No, my son is playing blindly," Xiu Yuan didn't sort it out, Mao Chun came over and saw the two sentences on the paper, which made Mao Chun's shocking two sentences suddenly make his face change greatly, and Mao Chun's eyes widened and he was stunned.

Xiu Yuan also noticed a change in his father's expression, "Father, you, what's wrong?"

Mao Chun was stunned and couldn't answer for a while, Xiu Yuan held his father's shoulder, "You, what's wrong?"

Mao Chun's right hand trembled a little and held Xiuyuan's hand, "I'm fine, you here, where did you copy this?"

"Well, I saw what was left on the bridge in the middle of the stone bridge by the river, and I thought it was funny and memorized it. Xiu Yuan didn't dare to tell the truth, Mao Chun snatched the rice paper and crumpled it and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Xiu Yuan was at a loss for a moment when he saw his father's behavior, and he had the impression that his father was a gentle and elegant person, although he was slightly fat, his movements were a little clumsy, but his temper was pure, and he always gave people a feeling of being naïve and cute.

Mao Chun's face turned blue for a while, "How can this be?"

Xiu Yuan had never seen his father like this, and felt that this matter was much more complicated than he expected, "Father, who is Maolian?"

At this question, Mao Chun's face changed even more, and he looked at his son with wide eyes, "What did you meet?"

Xiu Yuan was dumbfounded, Mao Chun grabbed his son's arm, "What did you encounter?" Don't hide it from me. ”

So Xiuyuan, who was aggressively questioned by his father, told Maochun about the 1510 he saw in his dream, but he still didn't mention it.

Mao Chun listened to Xiu Yuan's description, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he pinched his cuffs to wipe his sweat, "She is still entangled after so many years, I didn't expect it." ”

"Father," Xiu Yuan helped Mao Chun sit down, "What happened, please tell me." ”

Mao Chun gradually calmed down, "Mao Lian is your uncle, he ran away from home twenty years ago, and his whereabouts are still unknown, and we don't want to mention this matter, your grandfather removed him from the family register on the day he left." ”

"What the hell is it for?" Xiu Yuan was even more puzzled.

"Don't ask about this anymore, anyway, you are not allowed to go anywhere at home these days. Saying that, Mao Chun stood up and walked out, and when he left, he glanced at his son uncomfortably and then closed the door.

The empty room was left alone, and the candle flame on the table flickered, and he suddenly remembered when he looked at the candlelight.

At the same time, Bu Shi and Xiao Zhi are in the place where the household registration files are stored in the county yamen, and their innate night vision makes the two of them see things as if they were day even in the dark.

Xiao Zhi flipped through the information, there were hundreds of households in the town, and it was obviously a big project to look through them one by one, "Why is this so much, when will this be turned?"

Unswerving quickly flipped through them one by one, "Take your time, don't rush." ”

"Mao Lian, why is it called such a strange name, who is in the town's family tree with this word?"

Xiao Zhi's casual remark suddenly woke up, "Mao-Lian." Unswerving thought to herself, isn't Xiuyuan's father named Mao Chun? Could it be, just thinking about it, she quickly found the Li family's household registration information.

opened it and examined it carefully, but his eyes lit up, and sure enough, he found the name Li Maolian on the Li family tree, and this person should be Xiuyuan's uncle according to his generation.

However, it is recorded that this person left Yongning Town twenty years ago and never returned.

"Mysterious disappearance?" he closed the heavy notebook.

Sitting alone in the room, Xiu Yuan leaned on the head of the bed with his arms around his chest, the candle flame on the table beat for unknown reasons, and the sleepiness hit unstoppably again, and when his consciousness was finally about to be exhausted, he put his hands in his hair, and a familiar voice floated in his ears, flickering far and near, as if it was in his ears for a while, and then as if it was coming from afar.

"The broken rain and remnant clouds have no intention of continuing, lonely towards the morning and twilight, and in the depths of the mountains tonight, the broken soul will pay the tide back. ”

The light female voice of the warbler chirping was tactful in the room, repeating the poem over and over again, becoming clearer and clearer, Xiu Yuan felt that the woman was haunting him, his hands were in his hair, and his thick hair became messy.

He scrambled to his feet and looked around, except for the dancing flame of the menorah on the table, he was still alone in the room.

"Who the hell are you?"

There was a thunderclap, a loud bang, the flame of the candlestick suddenly went out, the whole room fell into darkness, Xiu Yuan stood in place and couldn't move, it seemed that there was a force imprisoning him, in the darkness, there was a face close at hand, facing him, you could feel the cold and faint breath blowing on your face.

"You're back. Finally the voice sounded again, "I've been waiting for you for twenty years, and you're finally back." ”

With a lightning bolt, Xiu Yuan saw a woman's snow-white face in front of him, looking straight at him with black eyes, his red lips opened lightly, and then a loud thunder sounded again, and he fell into darkness again.

Xiu Yuan stood in place and couldn't move, he couldn't be frightened, the woman in red was in front of him, and the light outside the window flashed from time to time and could see the woman's face faintly.

"Have you forgotten me? The light spirit stone steps are invaded by the sunset, and the clouds and cliffs are windy and moonless. You wrote it to me, it has my name in it, don't you remember?"

Xiu Yuan felt a dizziness and darkness, he closed his eyes, the rain and thunder rolled one after another, he opened his eyes, he was already in the woods, surrounded by fog, dense leaves blocked the faint sunlight, he cleared the fog and walked in the forest, I don't know how long he walked, suddenly saw a woman in red in front of him, still with his back to him, Xiu Yuan stood there, the woman slowly turned around, he saw an incomparably snow-white face, a pair of black eyes looking at him sadly.

"I'm waiting for you so hard, Maolian. ”

Xiu Yuan realized that this woman regarded herself as her uncle who had been missing for many years.

"Girl, you recognize the wrong person, I'm not Li Maolian. ”

The woman in red walked over slowly, as if she hadn't heard what Xiu Yuan had just said, she walked in front of him, Xiu Yuan could feel a burst of cool air coming, the woman's face was in front of him, he couldn't feel her warm breath, a pair of cold hands caressed Xiu Yuan's face, the cold of the fingertips at the moment when it touched his warm face, Xiu Yuan felt like a cold current flowing from his face to his chest.

"You still haven't changed, Maolian, where have you been in twenty years?"

"I'm not—" Xiu Yuan was about to speak, when the woman pressed her index finger against his lips, and she approached him, the distance between the two of them was only an inch.

"Maolian, why are you responsible for me?"

Xiu Yuan couldn't move, he knew that she wouldn't listen to anything he explained.

"You made me wait for you for twenty years, and I hate you. The woman in red's voice became quieter and quieter, she lowered her head, her long hair falling down, Xiu Yuan noticed that her hair was wet, and her clothes were also half-dry.

"I-hate you-" The woman raised her head suddenly, her eyes turned blood-red, her beautiful face suddenly became hideous, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Xiu Yuan's neck, Xiu Yuan was speechless.

Suddenly, a strong yellow light emanated from Xiu Yuan's chest, the woman screamed and covered her eyes, Xiu Yuan suddenly felt that he could move, he pushed her away and ran behind him, the light in his chest gradually disappeared, Xiu Yuan ran with all his strength, and pulled him up with one hand and flew up.

As soon as Xiu Yuan raised his head, that familiar face was unswerving.

"Unswerving!" Xiu Yuan almost shouted. Unswerving grabbed him, "I'm frightened, I'm late." ”

Xiu Yuan shook his head and grabbed his unswerving arm. Unswervingly, he pulled Xiu Yuan and jumped a few times, and fled away from the forest as quickly as he flew.

It wasn't until they returned to the cave that the two of them were able to catch their breath, and they let go of Xiu Yuan, and he was sweating from the hand he held her, and his warm palm was wet.

Xiu Yuan held his chest, and there was a strong burning sensation where the light came from, "I'm asleep again, am I?"

Unswerving shook her head, "It's not a dream, she's not limited to her dreams anymore. ”

Xiu Yuan's eyes widened, "How can this be?"

"We ran out of her vision, we can't underestimate her, this resentment is too powerful, I didn't expect her to bring you out of life into her vision, I also couldn't see you at home to see all this and hurried here. ”

Xiu Yuan's chest gradually stopped being hot, he let go of the hand holding the placket of his chest, and a golden Sanskrit symbol swastika loomed on his chest, and disappeared again in a flash.