In the bamboo forest in the deep mountains, the bright and silvery moon has quietly climbed to the top of the mountain, the quiet moonlight is sprinkled on the ground through the bamboo window supported by bamboo poles, the bamboo house is lit with dim candles, Gong Qianzhu quietly cleans up the dishes and chopsticks under the candlelight, and only the crisp sound of the collision of the dishes and chopsticks can be heard in the room, and there is a dead silence.

She walked out of the bamboo hut with a few simple dishes and put them in the wooden basin in front of the door to wash, her meals were nothing more than wild vegetables and mushrooms, very light, no oil covered the bowl, so it could be easily washed with just water.

The night breeze blew quietly, and there was a sudden sound of bamboo leaves being trampled in the bamboo forest, although it was very slight, but it was still easy to catch in the silence.

Gong Qianzhu's hand soaked in water paused, and he raised his eyes to look at the person standing not far from the bamboo house.

At the end of the lush bamboo forest, under the huge moon ring, Mozili stood there quietly, his body was sprinkled with gorgeous moonlight, his face was not clear expression, his face seemed to be a little miserable, his lips had lost a lot of blood, and he was almost transparent, he was originally thin, but now he was even more emaciated, giving people an inexplicable feeling of perseverance, Rumo's long hair was tied at random with a dark blue ribbon at the end of the hair, he just stood there quietly and watched her, but it didn't look like he was looking at her.

"Master?" Gong Qianzhu was surprised and delighted, blurted out a word Master, her face was swept away these days, she got up too quickly, almost fell, and hurriedly grabbed the railing beside her.

After so many days here, he had never come to see her, and she didn't even think he wanted to see her again, but she didn't expect today......

Mo Zili's expression did not move, her cold eyes swept over her indifferently, Gong Qianzhu's heart tightened suddenly, she forgot that he had severed the master-apprentice relationship between them, and now she was no longer qualified to call him a master.

As if a large piece of her heart had been dug up, she was so empty that she couldn't find a home, and she couldn't help but take a small step back in the face of his indifferent gaze.

Seeing Mozi slowly approaching, she pulled her dress in a little panic, for fear that something would be wrong.

"Xiaozhu, let's go in, it's cold at night. ”

Mo Zili said lightly, Gong Qianzhu was stunned in place, his tone was too natural, as if nothing had happened, he was still her strict teacher, and she, who was still the apprentice who was beside him, had never changed.

Seeing that Mo Zili had already walked in, she hurriedly followed.

"Division...... ......She wanted to call Master, but she remembered that they were no longer masters and apprentices, and she didn't dare to call him by his name, so she was so nervous that her forehead sweated.

Mo Zili glanced back at her, his slightly puzzled eyes seemed to have forgotten that he had expelled her from the school, he looked at the faint candle flame dancing and flickering on the table, and what flashed in front of him was the little bit that had been warm.

"Xiaozhu, have you ever complained about Master?"

Gong Qianzhu's eyes were wet when he heard this, and he was about to burst into tears, "Master treats Xiaozhu as kind as a mountain, and Xiaozhu is too late to be grateful, how dare he resent?"

Mo Zili looked at her with a strange alienation in his eyes, "Are you sarcastic?"

Gong Qianzhu looked up in amazement, "What?"

"You broke into the Immortal Pavilion to learn forbidden techniques because of me, and you made you a sinner in the entire immortal world, and it has nothing to do with me when you release Gu Yuexian to be forced to go down to Xiantai, and I will harm you like this...... You say that grace is as heavy as a mountain?" Mozi looked at her strangely, as if he was looking at someone she didn't know.

Gong Qianzhu tugged at her skirt tightly, "But...... But ......"

But that person is him, and the person she is least likely to hate in this world is him.

"Those...... It's all my own choice, and it has nothing to do with Master. She bit her lower lip, how could she blame the master? Obviously, she insisted on doing it herself, and she was also asking for hardship when she was punished, how could she blame the master?

Mozi sighed tiredly, but Xiaozhu, in this life, the master is destined to owe you so much, and in the future, I don't know how many years it will take to pay it off.

Gong Qianzhu watched blankly as his warm fingers stroked her hair and her eyebrows, and finally slowly moved to her eyes, gently stroking her thin eyelids, and her fingers had become cold and trembling slightly.

A deep fear swelled up in her heart inexplicably, almost a huge black hole, whistling to pull her down into the terrible abyss, and she clutched his arms with both hands, and her hands and feet were frighteningly cold from fear.

Mozi's centrifugal pain was like a twist, his lips were even more white and transparent, almost completely encircling her in his arms, her fear and her trembling, he couldn't be clearer, even though the pain was extreme, there was still a calm and rational soul controlling him, telling her word by word.

"Wu'er's soul can't fully return to her body, and only Nuwa Stone can make her wake up. ”

——The last Nuwa stone in the world is sealed in the eyes of the best people in this world.

The Queen Mother of the West's voice kept echoing in his ears, and he could barely think in pain, and his fingers had covered her eyes.

"Xiaozhu, it's the last time, I promise it's the last time, from now on, I will take good care of you. ”

In an instant, the blue light between the fingers appeared, and a terrible scream pierced the roof and went straight into the sky, piercing the cold night, and the wind suddenly blew outside the house, and the branches of the bamboo forest all over the mountains were blown to the side, and the bright full moon turned into a demonic red at some point, and the red moon was hidden behind the clouds, and the blood-like light sprinkled down the earth, arbitrarily rendering this bleak night.

Only at that moment, the mountain flowers that had just bloomed in the early spring all over the mountains withered overnight, and they flew all over the sky, and the flowers and tears had been falling all night, and the next morning came to see again, a large area of the mountains and mountains were all covered with corpses of flowers, what a bleak beauty.

(Flower Soul Burial: End)