A few days later, a sunny day.

After the war, the village was completely destroyed, and the warm wind swept through the devastated ground, and although it was ruined everywhere, you could still see bright yellow wildflowers standing proudly in the ruins. A stubborn and ordinary life is not beaten by the pain and hatred of the past, and as long as there is hope, it can be reborn in adversity.

In front of the cave created by the fall of Lake Tsukimi.

"You...... Do you really want to leave?" Yueya's eyes were weak and reluctant. The breeze ruffled her jet-black hair, caressing her cheeks, which were still white after the ordeal.

The sun was a little dazzling, and Nan Ling narrowed his eyes: "There is still a heavy responsibility on my body, I....will come back to see you." He smiled softly.

Yueya blushed again. She pursed her lips, trying to keep it, but she held back. She smiled seriously and happily and said, "We will always wait for you to come back." ”

Nanling smiled and nodded.

After a while, he seriously said to Yueya that he was precious, and then turned around, intending to leave. At this time, he saw the white wolf standing quietly not far away, waiting for him.

"Yuefeng will escort you all the way out of Senqiu. Yueya said behind her back.

When Nan Ling heard this, he smiled and waved his hand to her, which was a thank you, and then walked away.

But as soon as he lifted his foot, he stopped. After hesitating for a moment, he turned around: "By the way..... on that day, the Moon Bone ..... was by the Yuejian Lake, what did he say to you?" Although he was afraid that mentioning the sad thing would make Yueya sad, Nan Ling was really curious, and when he left, he didn't know when he would see him again, he couldn't help it, and opened his mouth to ask.

Yueya was stunned, as if she was stuck in a memory. Then, in the wind, she smiled softly, that smile contained a little complexity and desolation, and a trace of aftertaste: "He said, when he kills you, let me go." ”

After hearing this, Nanling felt very uncomfortable.

Why did the unknown Wangshu descendant finally give up snatching Yueya's body? Or was she actually not planning to snatch her body at all? Nan Ling suddenly figured out a question that he had thought about before. Did Yueya survive the plague?Is she a dead person who was resurrected by the Wangshu White Snake? Obviously, the answer is obvious.

If so, how could she become a saint just because she risked her life to sacrifice herself? Nanling thought that she must not eat those human flesh, and she was the only normal person in this pathetic village. Presumably, Wangshu White Snake felt guilty about what he had done, and Yueya was the only symbol of purity and immaculate in his heart, right? Although, this is a revenge full of obsession.

Nan Ling looked at the poor Yueya, and instantly understood that what she was was a saint was Wangshu White Snake's silent guilt and reparation for Yuejian Village. The Holy Maiden, the last normal man.

It's a pity that Wangshu White Snake finally decided to die with his hatred. I'm afraid it's because I can't clean up the mess anymore, and I plan to summarize everything by myself.

When Nanling thought of this, his heart became inexplicably heavy. He turned around and walked resolutely towards the white wolf.

"Nanling, you are so pathetic. The words swirled in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of them for a long time.

.......

"And then?"

In the red dust tavern where the lights were flickering, a red-haired girl with rabbit ears held her chin yearningly, looking at the three-question boy with a solemn expression in front of her.

The boy raised the frame of his glasses, mysteriously glanced at the crowd around him, and said leisurely: "Later, it is said that the white wolf god drove away the evil moon snake god, saved the village and the holy woman, and took the survivors to the underground North Styx Sea to re-establish the moon village. This is the legend of the Tsukimi Castle. ”

The red-haired rabbit-eared girl looked into the distance in a daze, as if she was still unsatisfied, wandering in the ocean of stories: "White wolf god, so handsome~"

"Hey, it's a wolf~ it's going to eat your rabbit spirit!"

The girl bit her lip shyly and poked her elbow at her teasing companion in disgust.

The boy blushed, and smirked: "Actually, this is just the most widely circulated version, about the legend of the founding of the city of the moon, there is also a very secret version, not many people know it, I will tell you about it, and then enjoy it........"

Everyone gathered around again, all with curious eyes, looking expectantly at the boy who was sitting in the middle. At this time, it was already night, and the lights in the Red Dust Tavern were flickering, and the old record player was playing melodious tunes, which was quite romantic. The shopkeeper Baiye looked at the group of people who gathered together to listen to the story told by the boy of Sanwen, and then looked at Dongfang Xiong, who was shouting and pulling a helpless Lingyi to drink frantically not far away, and couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.

It's still the same.

On the recliner next to him, Xiao He, who had been unconscious since drinking the True Immortal Wine yesterday, was still asleep at the moment. His expression was sometimes distorted and sometimes relaxed, as if he was having some strange dream.

In order to wait for him to wake up, everyone had to stay in the tavern for the time being. Dongfang Xiong and Sanwen Tongzi have nothing to do after completing the task, one is looking for someone to brag about, the other is looking for someone to drink, and it's like this when they come back, and all evils are used to it.

"You don't know, but this other hidden legend about the city of the moon is even more mysterious, the legend is that there is a mysterious man who is supernatural, selfless, discerning, and upright...... It was he who defeated the evil Moon Serpent God and saved the village, and there was nothing wrong with the White Wolf God... And the White Wolf God, it is said that the Moon Snake God once accepted it, and later came to see the appearance of this mysterious man, abandoned the old master, and followed him....I also know a little about this mysterious person, it is said that he is the imperial guard of a certain immortal emperor in the new immortal world, and it is also said that he is the big disciple of the head of the Kunlun faction, born with a handsome god and a powerful force, that height is eight feet eight, a pair of star eyebrows and sword eyes, peak nose and thin lips——"

The boy flew and spat at the stars, and the people around him were stunned.

At this moment, a loud noise interrupted everyone's high spirits. Bai Xie stopped what he was doing, looked up, and found that it was Xiao He who rolled off the recliner and rolled on the ground. He stepped forward to lift him up, but he could hear painful moans and snorts coming from his mouth.

"Awake?" Bai Xie was a little surprised, squatted down, and patted Xiao He's face with a smile. Xiao He wrinkled his brows and sat up with a snort, but unexpectedly slammed his head on the table, grinning his teeth in pain, causing the people around him to laugh again and again.

"Where is this .....?" Xiao He slowed down, rubbing the bridge of his nose and eyes and looking around in confusion.

"This friend, you are in the City of Moonsight, the Red Dust Tavern. A man who came to listen to the story told by the boy said kindly.

"Tsukimi Castle...... What about Yueya, what about the white wolf—" Xiao He looked around with a puzzled expression. The scene and people in front of him gradually became familiar, and he recalled the experience of drinking at the Red Dust Tavern.

"White wolf, Yueya, this friend, didn't you listen to the story of this fat brother, drank some wine, and wandered back to the void, to be that mysterious person and save Yuejian Village?"

Everyone laughed, and Xiao He blushed.

Bai Xie smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Come, come here, I'll make you some tea made by my own unique secret, which can relieve hangover, and go to the wind and cold." ”

Xiao He responded and struggled to get up. Fu turned around again, picked up the blanket that had fallen on the ground and draped it over his body, sniffled coldly, rolled his eyes at the crowd that was laughing at him, and sat down at the bar, rubbing his temples with his eyes closed and tired.

The wine is too strong. Xiao He muttered to himself. But the dream just now.....

The harmonious and simple village, the crazy and persistent villagers, the ferocious fierceness, the piles of white bones, the meteor shower, the pathetic and pitiful moon bones..... the sudden fragments of memory suddenly sprung up in the brain, so real, so fragmented, that he felt a headache for a moment.

But there is one point, Xiao He still can't slow down. That is the emotion of the person in the dream.

The person named Nan Ling, he could clearly feel all the joys, sorrows and sorrows in his heart. In order to dream about him frequently?

Holding a cup of hot tea, Nan Ling's eyes straightened, and he sighed without a mouthful.

He noticed that Dongfang Xiong and Lingyi, who were staggering drunk, were raising their glasses and laughing with their arms on their arms, and he noticed that the three question boys took a sip of coffee and continued to fool the red-haired rabbit-eared goblin. Everyone was there, but they didn't see the night.

Half-ringing, he couldn't help asking, "Where did the ..... go in the night?"