The woman in red that appeared on the altar was not Luo Ying's hallucination of excessive blood loss, because this woman also appeared in Ning Junxi's field of vision.

She smiled sweetly, as if the girl who came with a friend many years ago, in addition to the girl's arms of this age, there were smart and playful colors in her autumn eyes, and she was full of spirit.

This woman is clearly the same as Xiang Ling.

Luo Ying was stunned and looked at the person who had been thinking about it for a hundred years not far away, her lips trembled, and she didn't know how to react for a while.

He was taken in by his master, and when he first arrived in Forgotten Valley, he did not believe in the absurd theory of reincarnation.

At that time, he was only ten years old, and he had just experienced a flying disaster, his family was ruined, and the master who had only been in contact with the actual person came to this strange environment, and his heart was only confused and ignorant except for sadness.

For a long time, he closed himself off in his own little world and didn't want to communicate with anyone else.

In addition to the master, there were also some other children in the valley, big and small, because of his ignorance and the fact that he was the only apprentice of the master, the children were a little unaccustomed to him, and the older children often took the younger children to find him bad luck, and sometimes they put mud on him, or pushed him into the ditch, or beat him up.

When the master knew about this, he just blamed the children for a while, and said to the old man who was in seclusion, these are also a group of poor children.

At that time, he didn't understand Master's thoughts, but those children blamed him for Master's accountability, and they humiliated him even more.

Gradually, he stopped complaining to Master.

He hated it here, he missed his kind mother and kind and elegant father, they all belonged to the family that could feed and dress without being bullied, but now that the outside home is gone, he can only be here, so he often hides in his own flower sea in the middle of the night and sobs lowly.

Master forbade the children to enter the sea of flowers, and when he found out, he would be furious, but he only knew that it was a place where no one could be.

Once, he cried and fell asleep in the middle of the night, vaguely feeling that someone was pushing him, and shouted, "Who are you, why are you sleeping here, wake up?"

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a little girl in red about the same age as him blinking at him with a pair of watery eyes, and a smile seemed to be able to melt people's hearts.

He was stunned, and suddenly thought that there were all white clothes in the Valley of Forget, how could there be a little girl in red clothes, and suddenly blurted out, "Who are you?"

The little girl plucked out her ears, sat down beside him, tilted her head and complained, "I was sleeping, but recently a slug has been crying in my ear in the middle of the night, and I can't sleep." ”

He was a little nervous, he didn't quite understand what the little girl meant, but he could understand some of the little girl's meaning, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry." ”

The little girl suddenly laughed, as crisp and beautiful as a golden bell, "Actually, I'm also bored by myself, if you come to talk to me every night in the future, I won't care about you, are you happy or not?"

He looked at the little girl's smiling face, didn't speak, but couldn't help grinning, where is he unwilling, even if he never goes out, he is willing.

In the future, even if he still suffers a lot of grievances during the day, he has a beautiful and patient partner who listens to him at night, or the two of them talk about something casually, and he gradually doesn't hate Lethe Valley so much.

But one day, the children made a fuss, and they insisted that he get under their crotch and pee on him, making his clothes dirty.

That day, a tornado rolled out of thin air in the sea of flowers, and the children who bullied him were swept into the sea of flowers, he looked at it in a daze, and he didn't know what was going on, and he didn't dare to run into the sea of flowers now to find the little girl, so he hurriedly staggered away.

That evening, for some reason, the master was furious, shook him up his sleeve and didn't say anything, and locked him in a thatched hut for several days, without food or drink, and when he was released, he was already hungry and dying.

The master asked him if he dared to do so, he was at a loss, but he was hungry and afraid, he didn't dare to ask, he only nodded vigorously, and then the master's face eased, he bathed him personally, changed his clothes, cooked porridge for him, touched his head and said seriously, "In the future, don't go to her." ”

He chuckled in his heart, and finally knew what it was for, it turned out that the master knew the little girl, but why didn't the master let him find her, his heart soured, and he cried slightly, "Why? Everyone else bullied me, but she didn't bully me." ”

"She's going to kill you. Master sighed softly, not wanting to say more on this issue, "In the future, if you live with Master, they will never bully you again." ”

He chuckled in his heart again, then he couldn't go to the little girl anymore, he cried with a sad face, his face was full of reluctance, but the master didn't seem to see it, he sat up and went to the futon, "Mingqi, the master will start to teach you things, and sleep well after eating." ”

He didn't respond, just lowered his head and drank the porridge, and finally ate an egg the size of a thumb of an unknown bird under the porridge, which made him stunned for a long time, and then swallowed the egg into his mouth with the shell in one bite, and completely cut off the search for it

A little girl's thoughts.

After that, he learned that the children were dead, and he was so worried that he couldn't figure out who the girl was, and no matter how much he hated the children, he didn't think about killing them, so he was even more determined to cut off the relationship with the girl.

After that, Master turned back into the kind and kind white-haired old man, and the livelihood of more than a hundred children in the valley of the heart was to delve into his hodgepodge for an unknown number of years.

Master said that there is an unknown witchcraft tradition hidden in this valley, and only those who are careful can understand it.

Master said that the true cultivation is to learn from the strengths of others, not to be the sole ruler of one family, to be based on others, not to be superior to others, and that heaven and earth regard all things as dogs, how can it change because of the level of one person's ability?

The master taught him alchemy, qi alchemy, witchcraft, Confucianism, law, and yang...... It is also like Master's own research, a hodgepodge.

He likes to learn these things very much, and his memories of the girl in red are gradually covered by these things, and his talent often amazes and amazes the master, because the master is just an old waste who can't step into the threshold of the grandmaster outside, and the master often laments his own incompetence, which has damaged the reputation of his ancestors.

If he was allowed to do this all the time, he would be more than happy.

But everything changed on the night of his eighteenth birthday.

At that time, he had already moved out of the master's cottage, and the children who were about his age had grown out of the valley, leaving only the children who were full of reverence for him.

That night, he had an inexplicable dream of a man holding a woman in red and crying. He woke up suddenly, feeling a little uncomfortable, so he went out of the room to breathe, only to see a woman in red standing in the sea of flowers, looking at him stupidly.

He didn't remember for a moment that it was the childhood sweetheart who had been with him for many nights, after all, it had been eight years, and he immediately shouted, "Who is it?"

The woman in red turned to the depths of the sea of flowers, he wanted to chase it, but suddenly there was no one.

At this time, the master came out of the thatched house next to him and asked what was wrong, he was suspicious, but he didn't know why he didn't want to tell the master, so he said a few vague and perfunctory sentences, and the master didn't ask much, and the matter was revealed like this.

After that, he would dream of many inexplicable pictures from time to time, dreaming of a woman in red, dreaming of some people and things he had never seen before, and dreaming of the laughter of the woman in red as crisp as a silver bell.

He gradually remembered the girl in the sea of flowers, and remembered the same crisp laughter.

That girl who doesn't know ghosts and gods, what is his relationship with her?

He endured it for a year, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and planned to go into the sea of flowers to ask the girl, he really didn't want to suffer like this all the time.

That night, he quietly entered the sea of flowers, and heard a woman crying in the depths of the sea of flowers.

He didn't hesitate, followed the voice, and saw a slender figure with his back to him, a red dress that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

The woman in red in his dream unconsciously appeared in his mind, making him unconsciously squint his eyes.

"Luo Lin, you're back. The woman turned suddenly, and the familiar face pierced his eyes, making him dizzy.

"Ling'er, I'm Luoying. He said as calmly as he could.

"Nope. The woman suddenly began to cry again, "I have been waiting for you for hundreds of years, and you are Luo Lin." ”

"Who the hell are you?" he didn't believe the woman's words, and his voice became cold.

The woman was stunned, her eyes widened, tears in her eyes were in disbelief, "You don't know me anymore." ”

Her voice was like crying blood, "You don't remember the events of your past life, don't you even forget the little girl who listened to your complaints?"

This was the softest place in his heart, and he suddenly felt compassion, and his voice softened.

The relationship between the two of them eased up, and everything became very easy to talk about.

The woman explained that she was a witch of the witch clan, and explained Luo Lin's grievances and hatreds with her, and she also said that the witch clan was born by God, in addition to having a talent that ordinary people could not expect, in a small number of witch people, it can also implement a kind of death spell, with blood spell, which can resonate with heaven and earth, and this side of the world will remember.

She said that those people bullied him, she was distressed, he went to her side to confide, she was also distressed, that day she saw those people treat him like that, she was mad, thinking that those people were gone, he would never be bullied again, she didn't mean to.

As she spoke, she gradually smiled a little, and joked, "If you don't think you're Luo Lin, then the spell won't have any effect on you, can you bet?"

Because of this openness and honesty, he gradually stopped complaining about her, and regained the friend he had when he was a child, and he who was well-read and had always scoffed at the theory of reincarnation, he also half-jokingly, "Gambling is gambling, if you lose the bet, what will happen?"

She playfully said, "If you lose, I won't see you again." ”

"Silly girl!" he knocked her on a chestnut.

After that, he chatted with her from time to time in the middle of the night, so as not to be bored by his only friend, and when he stood in front of the sea of flowers and admired the fiery red, the flowers would sway without the wind, and he couldn't help but smile when he saw it.

For a long time

, the two of them tacitly guard the tacit understanding and joy in their hearts.

There is no doubt that for him, who has been lonely since he was a child, such a playmate is very important and attached.

But he forgot that his master had reminded him more than once to stay away from this bewitching sea of forgotten flowers, and he was very shrewd and vigilant.

However, the old man, who had a wide range of knowledge, hoped that his apprentice could solve this thorny problem on his own, and gradually understood.

It's just that after that, the old man not only didn't see the repentance of his apprentice, but also found that the young and vigorous apprentice began to sprout a sense of what his age should have.

So, one evening, the old man talked to him sensibly in the middle of eating.

To his surprise, the old man not only knew Xiang Ling's share, and was clear about the so-called grievances between Xiang Ling and Luo Lin, but also said that this so-called forgetting was just a devil flower that added a layer of kindness to himself.

The old man smiled bitterly at the time and said, "It's her own words, do you know that she has the most extensive bosom in the world, and you can see at a glance how the ancestor of the Wu clan inheritance here returned to heaven, and it is to feed the tiger." ”

The old man finally advised, "Whether it is the dead Wu clan or the other side where they don't know where they came from, they shouldn't survive. ”

He was still hesitant about the other words, but the master's sentence that he should not exist completely aroused his resistance, and he got up sharply and ran out.

He ran to his hut and locked the door tightly, and his mind was mixed with countless chaotic thoughts, which made him have a splitting headache, and he didn't know who to believe.

The sky outside instantly darkened, and his fingers gradually disappeared in the thatched house, and in the dark environment, his mind gradually calmed down.

He thought that he should talk to Xiang Ling, and he should not casually suspect either the master and Xiang Ling.

After thinking about it a few times, he decided to go and find Xiang Ling, so he opened the door bolt.

There was a thunderclap outside.

Blue-purple lightning instantly brightened the sky.

Then, he froze.

He saw that his respected master was holding a sword to the sky, and the thunder and lightning poured into the sky to meet the long sword, and the red robe flew out.

His eyes widened and he looked at the dark-faced Master in the distance with a look of horror.

How so?

Why is this happening?

Is that fierce and evil man still his own benevolent master?

At that time, his cultivation was not much different from that of his master.

His qualifications, as Master said, are really good.

He saw the lightning slashing towards the red clothes again, his eyes split, and he sacrificed his natal sword that had only been sharpened for a few years at the fastest speed in his life, and at the same time rushed towards the direction of the red clothes.

The thunder slashed at the natal sword, and then slashed at the body of blood that arrived in time.

He threw himself next to the red clothes and spat out a mouthful of blood, because he didn't have time to use his magic power defense, and the whole person was forced to bear the master's full blow with the blood of an ordinary person, and he felt that his entire back was broken, and blood kept spilling out of his mouth.

He heard the old man roar, "Luoying!"

He smiled and tilted his head to look at the woman beside him, although the woman had been burned in some places, fortunately she was still alive, her mind was dull, and she was unconscious.

When he woke up again, he felt a sweet and slightly astringent juice between his mouth, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xiang Ling's pale and fragile cheeks, he seemed to fall apart, but he was even more surprised that he was still alive.

"You're alive, that's good. A reluctant smile appeared on Xiang Ling's haggard face, "You won't forget me, will you?"

"Silly girl, what are you talking about?" he struggled to sit up, wiped the corners of his mouth, stunned, and looked at the blood stain on the back of his hand, this is not blood, blood will not be so sweet, "What is this?"

"Don't forget me. Xiang Ling smiled softly, "I'm leaving, it's true this time." ”

"Where are you going?" he grabbed Xiang Ling's hand, stunned for a moment, slowly lowered his head, the blood in his white skin stinged his eyes, "What did you do?"

"I'm a spirit now, and my blood can save you. Xiang Ling still smiled lightly.

"You're crazy, I don't need you to save me!" he scrambled to stop the bleeding for her, but felt a sinking on his shoulder.

"You lost. Xiang Ling leaned softly on his shoulder and whispered, "Life and death, I can't ask for it." ”

He was struck by lightning.

"I'm leaving, never to see you again. Xiang Ling whispered.

"No, it's me who loses, you win, you can't go. He completely collapsed, as if he had really become the man who hugged the woman and cried, "Don't go, don't go, I promise you everything, I can compensate you, don't go......"

He panicked, at that moment, he believed in reincarnation, but he could only rub Xiang Ling's shoulder helplessly.

"I remember......" Xiang Ling said softly, and his body disappeared like a bubble.

In the end, only a wisp of incense remains.

The wind swept up the petals, but it was like a bleak rain.