The villain is a fuzzy [Transmigration Book]

Although he avoided the crowd, no matter how small the sound was, he could not escape the monk's ears.

Everyone looked sad, Qi Shuiyan and Huo Yuanbao wept softly.Mu Lin was worried, and kept struggling to rush out, but was held tightly by Xu Feng.

They hid behind the cliff, showing half of their heads, and could only catch a glimpse of a pool of blood on the ground and Mu Wuqing's back.Mu Lin's eyes were swollen from crying, and he could see things a bit blurry. He was immersed in shock, grief and self-blame, and he didn't pay attention to what Wuming said.

But Xu Feng keenly caught something.

When he heard Wuming's last request, he saw Mu Wuqing bent down slowly, and took the blood-soaked boy into his arms.In the blink of an eye, all the fragments of the past strung together, Xu Feng suddenly opened his eyes wide:

【You, very much like an old friend of mine...】

Yuyeshan said goodbye, and when we met again, he turned into a stall owner with bright eyes and fluttering fingers.

[Staller, you only know how to weave grasshoppers?Can you make up something else? 】

[I can only make up this. 】

【Excellent, how do you fold so well? 】

[Someone taught me when I was young. 】

In the Seven Kills Formation, in the endless night, he has been with them all the time.Until the formation broke, Xu Feng was walking on the path back with Mu Lin on his back, and he saw a figure holding a grasshopper drinking water under a tree by the stream.

【Since the senior was able to break the seven-kill formation, do you know what this light is? 】

[I guess...it's a primordial soul trapped in the formation. 】

[Essence Soul? 】

[Exactly.Maybe it's because I've been dead for too long, been lonely for too long, and my obsession is still there, which has been supporting that ray of primordial soul from dissipating.Whenever someone falls into the Seven Killing Formation, he will appear to lead the way and fight against the Demon Formation. 】

[It only appeared in the first few bursts, and it disappeared from the previous dust formation. 】

[Maybe... In many cases, he can't do anything.I hope it's not too late, and I hope...you don't blame him. 】

[Seniors have seen this wisp of soul? 】

【What do you think? ] Wuming said, 【I can break the formation, because I have also been caught in seven kills.This light... also appeared. 】

The chest was suffocated, Xu Feng thought, if the white light they met was nameless, then who is the "light" in the senior's mouth?

And in the dream of Taoyuan, he said that his time was approaching, and he said something:

[In my life, I have seen scenery that others have never seen before, walked the road that ordinary people dare not walk, loved people that others can't reach, and when I reach the age of knowing my destiny, looking back on this life, I will die without regret ...]

【Senior, are you lonely? 】

When Mu Lin broke the truth straight to the point, he remembered the astonishment and shock that flashed across Wuming's face.

Did he steal Mu Wuqing's dream just to help Mu Lin untie his knot?

What kind of thoughts did he have in reliving that dream over and over again?

Did the Ruthless Sword Master appear in his dream?

[I also entered your master's dream ahead of time, only to realize that it wasn't just your mother in his dream. 】

[Although Wuqing and the princess misunderstood each other and failed to grow old together in the end, at least they have always been in love.To some extent, your mother is unfortunate and lucky, at least...much luckier than me. 】

[Senior likes peach blossoms? 】

【Yes and no. 】

[Senior, if you don't like peach blossoms, why did you build such a dream paradise? 】

[Probably because this is my refuge. 】

【Senior, you seem to have always liked making grasshoppers. Is this grasshopper your favorite thing? 】

He once frowned and said with a smile: [Yes. 】

[The most beautiful thing in this world is to be in love with each other.If you are in love with each other, you must let him know early... Don't be like me, regretting your life. 】

The body continued to blur, and countless firefly-like light spots rose from Wuming's body, drifted for a breath, and then dissipated in the wind.

Mu Wuqing hugged him gently, his shoulders trembled, and tears streamed down his face.

"Senior—!! Father——!!!" Seeing those light spots, Mu Lin couldn't bear it any longer, twisted his backhand, and pulled Xu Fengchong to rush out.

The moment he rushed out, there was a burst of white light——

As if snowflakes rose and fell, melting into the scorching sun, Wuming disappeared into Mu Wuqing's arms before he could say goodbye to them.

Ten days later, Wuji Sword Sect.

When everyone returns, Mu Wuqing retreats.Mu Lin and Xu Feng returned to Chengyuan Hall and stayed temporarily.

That day, after the nameless martyrdom, his soul was scattered, his body was gone, and he couldn't even be buried in the ground for safety.Xu Feng and Mu Lin watched him disappear helplessly, there was only a piece of air left in Mu Wuqing's arms, and there was nothing he could do except cry out loudly.

As Wuming said, he may have turned into a breeze, a cloud, and turned into Wan Jianfeng, every plant, tree, flower and leaf. He disappeared, but he was everywhere. He kept looking at Mu Lin, waiting for him. He offered a pot of peach blossom wine.

【Senior, when the wine is ready, I'll go see you. 】

After the sadness, we have to move on.After everyone confirmed that the Nightmare Demon was dead, they cleared Wan Jianfeng's cave.Seeing that the black mist of Wanjian Peak had dissipated, and the flowers, plants, trees, streams and rocks could be seen again, everyone decided to return.

At this time, in the sleeping hall of Chengyuan Hall.Mu Lin lay on the bed, propped his face on his elbows, and stared at the water mirror tightly squeezed in his hand.

The water mirror is exquisite, and the edge of the mirror is made of crystal, with intricate and almost transparent patterns carved out.The handle of the mirror is made of sterling silver, and it feels cold in the hand.

"Afeng..." Mu Lin's face appeared in the mirror.He pursed his lips, his eyes were a little dark.But when another head appeared behind his shoulder in the mirror, the gloomy look in his eyes dissipated immediately.

The eyes of the two fell at the same time, and for a moment, as if being blown by a breeze, the water surface was rippling, and their faces faded away, turning into the familiar dreamland.

Peach blossoms and flowing water mandarin fish fat.Under the peach blossom tree, the three of them were setting up a fire and grilling fish with peach branches.The fire is bright and bright, and the smoke is curling up. Just looking at this picture, it seems that one can smell the mouth-watering burnt aroma.

A smile flashed in his eyes, and Mu Lin said, "Look, senior is really good at grilling fish."

"Afeng, I want to eat grilled fish."

Xu Feng sat cross-legged beside him, his body was close to him, holding Mu Lin's other hand tightly with both hands.

"I want to eat it," Xu Feng said softly, "We can do it in front of the water mirror, and learn the technique of grilling fish from our predecessors."

Mu Lin: "Yeah!"

In the past few days after returning, Mu Lin always holds the Shuiyue mirror in his arms, watching that short but eternal phantom over and over again.In the past, he also carried the Shuiyue mirror in his arms, and he refused to let go for a moment, but at that time he looked more at Xu Feng.

Now, his little fox is back, but Wuming really left them.The two always get together to watch sword dancing under the Wuming tree, catch fish in the water, and bury a pot of wine under the peach blossom tree... This will make them feel much better, as if Wuming is still alive and always by their side.

"I just brewed a few jars of peach blossom wine." Mu Lin raised his legs and swayed his toes. "When this batch of wine is ready, we will go to Wanjian Peak!"

Xu Feng stared at the three people in the mirror, thought for a while, and said: "I remember, to brew a pot of wine, it needs to be buried in the ground for a whole year."

"That's right, so I asked Uncle He to learn a new spell, which is specially used for brewing wine." Mu Lin was a little proud, "In less than a month, the wine will be ready."

"At that time, we will go to Wan Jianfeng to visit senior with wine, and he will be very happy."

"Yeah!" Xu Feng nodded vigorously.

Maybe a little dull, but Mu Lin is not stupid.After crying bitterly, he regained his composure, recalled all the details related to Nightmare, realized more things, and just wanted to talk to Xu Feng.

"Speaking of which, Afeng, during the three years you were away, I fought Nightmare many times," Mu Lin sighed, "At that time, I just wondered how Nightmare could be so easily captured by the ghost clan I sent. Know whereabouts?"

"Thinking about it now, it turns out that every time I see it is probably my senior." Mu Lin said, "It was him who led me there, but it was the Nightmare who ran away desperately. Once life is threatened, the Nightmare will wake up. Counter the soul of the predecessors."

If there is a person whose wish is to let others kill him...

"Senior hadn't found the Nightmare's body at that time, so he could only lead me over and take the opportunity to weaken the Nightmare's power, but he couldn't kill it completely." Mu Lin said, "But to weaken the Nightmare is to weaken himself. .Senior clearly designed his own path long ago, wishing for death, for atonement, and also for liberation."

"That's right," Xu Feng said, "the same is true for the blood curse. It was indeed the Nightmare that took me away, and I almost died in its hands... It was the senior who appeared in time to save me, help me return to my soul, and allow us to regain my soul." get together."

"They have one body and two souls, and the primary soul ebbs and flows, suppressing each other. Thinking about it now, in the dream of Taoyuan, the senior said goodbye to us suddenly, maybe it was because he couldn't suppress the nightmare."

"So, he said that he attracted the demons in the mountain path, that the innocent villagers died because of him, that he set up the Seven Killing Formation for me, that he broke the Wujiyuan, and that the demons at the Wuji Fairy meeting suffered heavy casualties from the sneak attack. He did it." Mu Lin turned his head, his gaze shifted from Shuiyue Mirror to Xu Feng's face, "But, it's obviously not his fault! He has to bear the sins that don't belong to him, and after 18 years like this..."

"He said he hoped I wouldn't blame him," Mu Lin said, "how could I blame him?"

"I put away the Floating Sword for him. There is still old wine over Wanfengyuan. It was brewed by the seniors himself. I don't want to touch it, so I just keep it," Mu Lin said, "Shuiyue The mirror is placed in the mustard seed, so that we can take it out to look at it at any time, and the grasshopper is also..."

"A Lin," Xu Feng said softly: "After the sword master leaves the customs, you might as well ask him, and give those bunches of grasshoppers to him for safekeeping."

"Why?" Mu Lin's first reaction was strange, after all these grasshoppers were given to him by Wuming.However, after thinking about it, I understood, "That's right, my father is senior's brother, and they should have a very good relationship. Senior has gone and handed me a lot of things, but left nothing for my father."

"At that time I cried so hard, I just wanted to tell the senior not to leave, but I didn't pay attention to what he said to my father." Unavoidably recalling the scene of Wuming's death, Mu Lin paused and said, "I I seem to have heard seniors talking about grasshoppers... How about this, when my father is out of customs, I will ask him, and if he wants it, I will leave it to him for safekeeping."

Xu Feng listened quietly, without expressing his guess.

Mu Lin is so nervous about this, he doesn't think about it at all.

Then don't break it...

This was originally a secret, Wuming's own secret.Xu Feng wasn't even sure if Mu Wuqing knew.

He glimpsed one of them by accident, and chose to bury the truth after the storm.

But grasshoppers.Regardless of whether Mu Wuqing knew it or not, Xu Feng was sure that his feelings for Wuming were pure, and it was the brotherhood between the same family.

Except for the bloody grasshopper, Wuming didn't leave anything for Mu Wuqing.He has his own considerations, and even at the last moment, he doesn't want to embarrass Mu Wuqing in the slightest.

For Mu Wuqing, everything is different.

To or not, to stay or not to stay, give him a choice...

Unknowingly, Xu Feng thought of the book "The Immortal Master of Promise".In the original book, there is no nameless, no nightmare, no one knows whether there is a pair of big hands behind the story to promote the development of the plot.

If they existed but did not appear in the book, there is a possibility - before Wuji Fairy Meeting, Wuming and Nightmare died together.

Perhaps earlier, his soul was devoured by the Nightmare.

Either way, it's a tragedy.Xu Feng closed his eyes, unwilling to think about it.

In this world, everything is settled, and everyone has found their own destination. Perhaps as the senior said, this is probably the best ending he can foresee...