moonlit night

"Xiaomei, let her go."

It was only when these words fell into his ears that Ning Yuanmei finally realized that she had already knelt at the gate of the ancestral hall with her head down for a long time while holding the ice jar.

Facing her on the opposite high platform is a brand new tablet that has just been engraved.It was placed in the most conspicuous position directly below, and the words "Mubiluo" on it were engraved by Ning Yuanmei himself.

Originally, according to the rules of the Mu family, girls were not allowed to enter the ancestral hall, let alone sinners.Ning Yuanmei's insistence on placing Biluo's spiritual seat here has already offended all the heroic spirits of the ancestors here.

Strange to say, she didn't care at all.Mu Qingping was taught to be knowledgeable and reasonable since she was a child, and she never disobeyed her elders in her life.But at this moment, those things that she valued the most, those things that she once regarded as life, have all been annihilated into ashes in Ning Yuanmei's heart with the passing of Biluo.

Before Shala left, she told Ning Yuanmei to burn her to ashes and throw them into the river.But how could Ning Yuanmei be willing to burn her to ashes?She originally wanted to ask Yue Qingchen to make an ice coffin that could keep her body from decaying, put Shaluo in it, and then take her to Beihai.But unexpectedly, he could only watch helplessly as the other party turned into flying ash in front of him, was finally gathered into a small pile by the wind, and fell back in front of the woman again.

They seem to have selectively forgotten one thing, that is, Biluo is no longer a human body, if the yin energy in her body is exhausted, her form in the yang world can no longer be maintained, and she can only be lost.

Ning Yuanmei stared at the handful of ashes, slowly stretched out her hand, and took them into the palm of her hand.She thought, maybe she should find a container to hold the snails, instead of just spreading them out, a white ice jar appeared in front of her eyes, crystal clear and very clean, Ning Yuanmei thought, snails should like this beautiful small house.

Because she also wanted to live in this small house, and she didn't even want to go anywhere except here.

Ning Yuanmei could no longer feel the pain, perhaps because the pain was too much, she was naturally numb, and she could even start to think and do some things rationally.

The days of living in Mu's house are as long as a lifetime ago.Out of revenge, Shaluo killed Mu's family, and Ning Yuanmei didn't know how to feel for a while.Before she returned to Xizhou, those corpses had already been sorted and buried in the ancestral tomb where the Mu family had been buried for generations.Only the ancestral hall was smashed again in the subsequent fight, and the tablets were scattered all over the place.

She straightened and wiped the tablets that fell on the ground, and then put them back to their original positions one by one.It's just that in the end, he didn't find his tablet, maybe it was really taken away by Luo Mingche as Luo'er said.But no matter where it is, she doesn't care, even the death of those relatives, she doesn't care.Even though they were all nice to her, they never offended her.

The last of her feelings were taken away by Chara, and there was nothing left for others at this moment.

This is treason, and it is really not a good sign.

She had just experienced Jun Changye's similar sufferings as herself, and gained a compassionate heart for others. She thought she could truly understand the way of great medicine, but this heart disintegrated with the death of her dear ones .

A person who wields a killing sword still needs compassion to reconcile it, let alone a person who has devoted his life to saving lives and healing the wounded?

Without compassion, she could no longer be a doctor.

Ning Yuanmei stood up slowly, her fingers on the stage turned pale.She refused Yue Qingchen's support, still holding the pot with one hand, thought for a while, and asked:

"Senior brother, where is the girl who claims to be a descendant of the Mu family? What's her name?"

"Her name is Nan Zhen, not Mu." Yue Qingchen was not surprised, and asked, "What did you see her for?"

"I want to pass on my medical skills to her, and see if she is willing." Ning Yuanmei said lightly, and she even smiled, "You don't need to be too smart, and you don't need to be named Mu, as long as she has a good heart and doesn't lose face to the Mu family. , that’s it.”

Nan Zhen was quickly called over.She was also injured on Yu Tu's hand before, but compared to Wan Qing's injury, it was negligible.The person who brought her didn't tell her who she was going to meet, so Nan Zhen was full of panic, especially when she saw that there were many immortal disciples with swords and swords around the island in the middle of the lake, she was even more flustered, so she shrank her neck again. Turning into a quail shape, she followed closely behind the disciple who brought her, not daring to cast a random glance.

But then, she saw Yue Qingchen standing at the gate of Mu's Ancestral Hall.

The moment she saw the man in white, Nan Zhen immediately became excited.She hadn't seen Yue Qingchen since the time when the Demon Palace left.But she has always been concerned about Yue Qingchen, especially the unresolved rouge in the other party's body.Hearing that Mozun had an accident in the imperial capital, Nan Zhen thought that Yue Qingchen had also died, and felt sad for him for a while, and quickly turned this grief and anger into the motivation to try to escape.

Now that she really escaped from the devil's lair, seeing Yue Qingchen again in broad daylight, two big stones in her heart fell to the ground, is there any reason to be unhappy?

"My lord, my lord, it's me, it's me!" So Nan Zhen jumped up happily, and waved desperately at Yue Qingchen, "Great, you're still alive! Why are you here?"

The disciple who was leading the way turned her head and scolded with an unkind expression, "Don't make noise! ​​Don't be disrespectful to Wangshu Shengjun!"

Nan Zhen's mouth suddenly opened wide enough to stuff an egg in, and she said awkwardly, "What are you talking about? Wangshu...Wangshu Shengjun?"

She read the word by herself, and then she realized what it meant, she straightened her eyes immediately, and shouted loudly: "Little girl, see... I have seen Shengjun!"

It's bad, it's bad, I knew that the fairy boy had an outstanding appearance, and he should be a big shot, but I didn't expect him to be such a big shot!God, this is a huge scandal, I have squatted so many days looking at the corner of Shu Shengjun and Mozun, will Shengjun kill me to silence me?No, don't, I'm very good, I will never say a word more.

No, I seem to have shaken this thing out.

Nan Zhen wished she could slap herself to death, but slapping herself to death didn't do anything, so she had to give up.She subconsciously said "I have seen the Holy King", and at the same time she wanted to worship immediately, but Yue Qingchen walked straight to this side, and when Nan Zhen was about to worship, she opened her mouth:

"You ever met me?"

"No, no, no," Nan Zhen was frightened to death, and hastily corrected, "I've never seen you, I haven't! This is the first time I've seen you today, and I've heard about Shengjun..."

"You go down first."

"Yes, yes." Nan Zhen said hastily, then turned around to slip away, but was immediately dragged back by the disciple who brought her earlier.The man glared at her and signaled her to be honest, then he saluted Yue Qingchen himself and retreated respectfully.

As soon as he walked away, Nan Zhen fell to her knees with a thud, and said in tears, "Sage, otherwise I'll cut off this tongue, please spare my life."

Yue Qingchen said lightly: "Get up."

Nan Zhen didn't dare not listen, she got up immediately, and continued to cry: "Sheng Jun, don't kill me, I have an eighty-year-old mother, come down..."

"Is your master still there?"

"Master?" Nan Zhen's tears just stopped.She thought for a while, lowered her voice, and said cautiously: "I heard that the old man is no longer here. But he should, he doesn't want me to see him yet."

Yue Qingchen didn't look at her, and said again: "The magic in my body has found a way to suppress it."

"Really?" Nan Zhen's eyes widened in an instant: "Where is the expert who came up with the solution? It's so amazing! Shengjun, can you let me see you?"

If he is willing to let me visit, Nan Zhen secretly planned, then he should not kill me for the time being.

Yue Qingchen nodded and made way for her to enter the house: "It's inside, go."

Nan Zhen was stunned. She originally thought that Yue Qingchen would not kill her casually because of the public, but she didn't expect that he would trick her into the house.

But the words had already been spoken, Nan Zhen could only raise her legs tremblingly and stepped in.

Yue Qingchen stood at the door and waited for a while. He thought he would have to wait for a long time, but after a while, Ning Yuanmei came out.

She was still haggard, and she was still holding the ice jar in her hand, the difference was that there was an extra tablet.

"I think, you don't want to stay here either, do you?" Ning Yuan Mei Rou said, "Let's go with me."

Yue Qingchen knew that she wasn't talking to him, so she didn't answer, but said: "Why so fast?"

"I only asked her one question," Ning Yuanmei said, "I asked her what she saw along the way."

"what?"

"She talked a lot." Ning Yuanmei smiled, "She is very kind. If she encounters difficulties in the future, brother, please help her."

Yue Qingchen nodded, staring at the woman with deep and distant eyes, as if she wanted to see through her smile and see through her thoughts at the moment.

"What are you looking at? I have flowers on my face?" Ning Yuanmei joked seriously, and then said goodbye equally seriously, "Then, goodbye, brother."

He nodded again and said "Go", as if Ning Yuanmei was just saying "I'm going to retreat".

"I really envy Jun Changye," Ning Yuanmei smiled softly, "I envy you that he likes you. Brother, you will be very happy."

After finishing speaking, she turned her gaze away from Yue Qingchen, to Gao Tian who was in the north, and walked straight out.

When she was about to walk out of Yue Qingchen's sight range, Ning Yuanmei met a person.The woman in red was in a hurry, she caught a glimpse of Ning Yuanmei's expression was a bit strange, and she was dressed as if she was about to go out, so she stopped and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to Beihai."

Hong Ling asked, "What are you going to Beihai for?"

"Hong Ling," Ning Yuanmei said seriously, "I want to avenge my sister."

"Revenge, who are you looking for revenge? The Immortal Emperor?" The tone of the woman in red suddenly turned cold, even with a hint of anger, "Yuanmei, you should give up your heart."

"You don't need to say, Hong Ling." Ning Yuanmei shook his head, "It's already dead."

Hong Ling glared at her, and the red silk-like magic weapon in her hand quickly transformed into an illusion.Ning Yuanmei just looked behind her quietly and said, "Master."

Hong Ling was startled, and subconsciously looked back, but she didn't see the familiar Xuancang Taoist robe.Knowing that she had been cheated, she immediately turned her head angrily, only to see the bi skirt passing by, not stopping at a step, and was about to go into the distance.

"Ning Yuanmei!" Hong Ling almost gritted her silver teeth, "You know what I think! You are usually the most kind-hearted, but now you insist on taking my life?"

As she said this, she shook her wrist at the same time, and the red silk jumped out of the woman's hand like a spirit snake, and was about to wrap around Ning Yuanmei's body.

However, just when it was about to reach Ning Yuanmei's waist, the frivolous magic weapon, which looked like brocade and silk, suddenly stopped in mid-air, and a layer of ice quickly condensed on the surface of the silk, making it impossible to move forward.

With such a brief pause, Hong Ling could only watch helplessly as the woman in the green skirt walked further and further away, her back quickly dissipated into the ten thousand hectare lotus pond outside the island, and she could no longer be seen.

Hong Ling knew that the opportunity was lost, no matter how hard it was to stop it, she had to forcibly put away the red silk, and when she turned around again, her eyes were already burning with anger.She was about to say something to Yue Qingchen who was still standing beside the ancestral hall, but the man in white said first:

"Senior brother in charge."

"Don't treat me like a three-year-old child!" The woman in red snorted coldly, and suddenly changed her expression, "Or, Wang Shu Jun pretends that everyone in Kunwu Mountain is a three-year-old child, so you can play with him at will? !"

When Ye Zhiqiu came back here, he just heard this, and immediately frowned, "Hong Ling, what are you talking about?"

Hong Ling took a deep breath, clenched her hands tightly into fists, and let go after a moment.When she turned her head again, she saw that the man in the Xuancang Taoist robe was standing not far behind her at some point.

Then she turned around, walked towards the man in the blue robe, knelt down resolutely, and said sharply:

"The head of the sect once gave Hong Ling the right to co-operate with the criminal law. Now that Mr. Rong Yin is not here, Hong Ling should be in charge of the law. Xiaoxiang just sent someone to report that someone accused Mr. Wang Shu of colluding with the demons. It is hard to believe. Because of the seriousness of the matter, Hong Ling dared to be arbitrarily arbitrary, so I came here to ask for an order from the head. Please order the head immediately to confine Mr. Wang Shu in the Juechen Peak. Wait until the truth of the matter comes to light. .”