However, deep down, he did not believe in any of this. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 At this time, he even had doubts about karma, because good people may not have good rewards, just like his own parents.

Therefore, he did not fully accept the two sky lanterns in his heart, but only used them as a tool to comfort the family.

At first glance, Zhuo Yifan still felt a little panicked, and then looked at its constantly beating flames, and his heart was a little settled. But the longer he stared, the more he realized that the two skulls were a little strange.

The flame on the top of the head seemed to be inserted with a sharp blade, and the facial bones below made people look at it and feel a little distressed.

The longer you stare at it, the more painful it is.

Zhuo Yifan sometimes even doubted his eyes, because he felt that the two skulls were crying.

Maybe it's because of the night, maybe it's because he's too sad these days, and those two sky lanterns will even transform into different things in his eyes.

Looking at it, sometimes he thinks that it was his father and uncle who were stuck with two knives in the head!

Maybe this is just because Zhuo Song and Zhuo Ran were cut off and haven't been found yet, Zhuo Yifan feels that he has left a shadow in his heart. He thought it was because of his close relatives, because many of the other family members who died tragically in Zhuo Jian Villa that night had their heads cut off, but he didn't imagine these two sky lanterns as their heads.

Anyway, the more time passes, the more Zhuo Yifan feels panicked about these two sky lanterns, and he is always panicked in his heart.

However, according to the requirements of the Conjuring Spirit, he and Zhuo Yi must also personally light the sky lantern every night. If nothing else, just to make the apprentices of Zhuo Jian Villa feel at ease.

The hearts of the family members were at peace, but their hearts could not be put at rest, and nightmares were more frequent than before.

He always dreamed that the two skulls were dangling in front of him, their sunken eye sockets, and they kept shedding tears. While crying, there is also a sobbing sound, which is very strange.

Zhuo Yifan stretched out his hand to touch it, but they were always erratic. After the tears, the bleeding began to flow, and it continued. While bleeding, he also had a hideous expression and a weird tremor, which made people feel dissipated.

Whenever this situation occurs, Zhuo Yifan will always be scared awake. Then gently open the door and walk towards the front door where the two skulls were placed.

The darkness of the night is very deep, and in the cold night, the two skulls are particularly bright, as if they are two night pearls, calling the lost people around.

Zhuo Yifan found a strange phenomenon, when night fell, the flame only burned on the top of the skeleton's head, and at midnight, the flame would erupt from the eye socket and mouth. From a distance, it looked like two heads were constantly shedding tears, which was very similar to the way he shed tears in his dreams.

He had approached more than once, but had found nothing out of the ordinary.

Just looking at them, his heart is always at peace, sometimes accompanied by colic.

These days, Zhuo Yifan has been meditating and recuperating, and his injuries have improved a lot, and he is almost healed. And after he used the medicine given by Qiu Wancheng, the master of the Flying Dragon Gate, not only did the injuries inside heal, but even the outside really didn't leave a single scar.

It's just that he feels a little incredible about what Qiu Wancheng did. At first, Qiu Wancheng also issued death threats to himself, and wanted to send himself to hell to see his father and mother.

But later, as Duan Yifeng changed his tone with Steward Mei's loyal protector, Na Qiu Wancheng also shifted, and his attitude changed too bluntly and directly, which was incomprehensible.

Although these days, the people in the rivers and lakes are not looking for their own trouble, Zhuo Yifan always vaguely feels that there are countless pairs of eyes around him staring at him. This feeling of being watched all the time made him a little restless, and he always felt that some conspiracy was about to happen.

However, what he was worried about did not appear in front of him, but he was still uneasy.

The catastrophe of Zhuo Jian Villa caused its status to begin to plummet. Business has shrunk a lot, because many sword shops feel unlucky, and no longer rush to buy the forged swords of Zhuo Jian Villa.

And the people of Liang Cheng even looked sideways at Zhuo Jian Villa, feeling incredulous that it had been killed like this, saying that it was a bad star, except for some who watched the excitement, many people were cautious in their dealings with it.

From these external changes, Zhuo Yifan obviously felt it, but he didn't care much about these so-called worldly eyes, and there was a greater haze in his heart, so these smokes were not enough to worry about.

With the passage of time and the recuperation of various drugs, his body has fully recovered, but his heart is still broken, without a backbone and no direction.

Although he said that he wanted revenge, he didn't even know who the enemy was. Take 10,000 steps back, even if you know who it is, with his current state, how can he get revenge.

This helpless situation constantly tormented him, making him physically and mentally haggard.

"No, I can't just let myself go. I want to avenge my father and mother, and I want to hate Zhuo Jian Villa!" When he couldn't stop his heartache, he would go to the cemetery in the northeast corner to practice the "Mu Family Swordsmanship" given to him by his grandfather, although there was no improvement, but he still persisted.

And Zhuo Yi has been busy with the business of Zhuo Jian Villa, he seems to have forgotten about the tragic death of his father, he seems to have to deliberately indulge in business in order to forget the pain of his skin.

Steward Mei is still diligent in Zhuo Jian Villa, he has been staying in the villa for decades, and he came before Zhuo Yi was born.

And Wu An is also working for Steward Mei, and his ability to do things has been continuously improved, and now he can take charge on his own.

Seeing that everything was slowly getting on the right track, Zhuo Yifan knew that Zhuo Jian Villa was recovering his vitality, and thinking about his parents' spirits in the sky, he felt a little comforted in his heart.

The days of helplessness are repeated over and over again, and after day comes night.

Zhuo Yifan became more and more difficult to fall asleep, and could only come out of the room in the dark night.

As usual, he walked to the cemetery in the northeast corner of Zhuojian Villa.

The graveyard was so quiet tonight that even the moaning insects could not be heard.

Zhuo Yifan was still sitting in front of his parents' grave in a daze, although he couldn't see clearly, he could imagine that his parents were looking at him.

He stepped forward and stroked the soil on the grave, so as to feel the warmth that his parents brought to him before their deaths. Touching the fine grave soil, he seemed to be able to feel the love that his mother Mu Xuan often brought him.

"Mother, Fan'er really misses you so much, without you by my side, I don't seem to have the meaning of living. Zhuo Yifan sighed, and the unbearable pain continued to float into his heart.

Just as he was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe, his grip on the grave stopped suddenly.