Candle [Rebirth]

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly felt that there was light in front of him.

It's strange, he clearly remembered that he was in the dark and cold well water, why did he come here all of a sudden?

It seemed to be somewhere in the back mountain, it was night, the weather was humid, and the cool breeze brushed his cheeks, bringing a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, and there was the sound of bamboo leaves rustling in his ears.

There are large clusters of hibiscus flowers all around, which are in full bloom. In front of him is a flower window with plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum engraved on it, which is opening towards him. There are faint voices behind the window. Take a few steps forward to see the person behind the flower window.

There are two people behind the window, one is taller, dressed in white, with a red mark between his brows, he looks only thirteen or fourteen years old.The other one was shorter, also dressed in white, smaller than the taller one, and was writing by candlelight with a brush.Seeing that his hand was unsteady, the taller child sighed, bent down to take his hand, and read while writing seriously.

"Birth years are less than a hundred years old, and I often worry about a thousand years old..."

"Hey, who are you?"

Gu Ling asked aloud, but they didn't seem to hear his voice, nor could they see him, they just kept their original appearance and continued to write and read.

"...the days are short and the nights are long, why not swim with candles?"

Seeing the younger child turn his head back, Gu Ling showed a bright smile: "Brother, what does this mean?"

"What's your name, brother?" The older child tapped his head helplessly, but his tone was gentle, "It means that if you live alone, don't dwell on worry and resentment, and do what makes you happy." matter."

Gu Ling stood in front of the flower window blankly, looking at these two people who couldn't touch, touch, and couldn't see him, he just felt that his mind was overwhelmed, as if something was about to come out. He got closer to the rice paper in a strange way, and looked at the handwriting on the rice paper. The handwriting was neat and familiar. He looked at it for a long time before he raised his head.It just so happened that the older child let go of his hand and looked down with a smile. At that moment, he actually saw his own face.

"You... who are you?"

Gu Ling was so frightened that he took a few steps back, rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, only to find that the older children were indeed born exactly like him, or in other words, they looked like him when he was young, but he didn't remember a single bit of teaching others to write. memories like that.

He grabbed the frame of the flower window in a gaffe, wanting to see what the younger child looked like, but the child was lying on the desk copying the first two lines of the poem, but he didn't look up.

He saw "myself" rubbing the head of the little guy on the table almost dotingly, got up, closed the window, and in the last gap, the kid finally raised his head, with a familiar voice of joy. Stranger again: "Brother...Senior brother, come and see! How do I write..."

Chaos.

who is it--

who is he?I... Who am I?

Gu Ling squatted down under the flower window with his head in his arms, whimpered a few times in pain, the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the air became weaker and weaker, he coughed a few times heavily, but suddenly felt that he had choked on water.

"cough……"

Xiao Ning froze for a moment when he realized that Gu Ling wanted to push him up.

The sword is not by my side, so I don't know if I can move it freely. Although I am very good at spells, I am still young and lack spiritual power. If he gave himself all the spiritual power, he would indeed be able to send himself out of the ancient well, but...

The water in the well is cold and there is no spiritual power. If he cannot summon the saber, he will most likely... be unable to climb up.

Xiao Ning watched Gu Ling's complexion getting paler and paler, until he closed those beautiful and deep Ruifeng eyes, and unconsciously sank down.He hugged him tightly and refused to let go, a few cracks finally appeared on his usually calm face, his eye sockets were pierced cold by the well water, but he still had the urge to cry: "Senior brother!"

"Xiao Ning—"

Someone's voice was calling him heavily, but it wasn't Gu Ling's voice. Xiao Ning felt that his arms were empty in a daze, thinking that Gu Ling was sinking, and in desperation, he went downstream regardless, trying to catch him. he.

After an unknown amount of time, it seemed that someone grabbed his collar and pulled him down. Before Xiao Ning could react, he felt himself being dragged out of a puddle of wet water.He shook his head and wiped the water off his face, only then did he see clearly the person in front of him who was tugging at his collar.

A man in black.

The whole body was wrapped in black robes, the black was pure black, without any impurities, it was so black that it made people panic.This person wore a delicately carved silver mask, which covered half of his face, only his lips were exposed in the air. He smiled lightly, and jokingly said: "My lord... Long time no see."

"Who is your Excellency?" Xiao Ning broke free from his hand, but couldn't stand firmly, and fell into the puddle again, "Where is my senior brother?"

The man in black seemed very surprised: "Brother? Who are you talking about... Could it be that Gu Ling?"

Xiao Ning didn't answer any more, he touched his waist in a bit of embarrassment, but he couldn't touch his sword.The man in black smiled again, with a deep smile: "I didn't expect you to call him senior brother, it's a bit different, interesting..."

"Who the hell are you?" Xiao Ning stared at the person in front of him indifferently, and said in a deep voice, "You arrested me and my senior brother? If you don't answer again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"Sure enough, I'm still young..." The man in black didn't get angry, but sighed, and suddenly changed his tone, "Xiao Ning...you don't know me, but I know you. Ability, it ruined my business... Forget it, let me not talk about this, let me ask you, do you know who you are?"

"The nine disciples under the Qingjiang Immortal Seat of Zhongsui Mountain," Xiao Ning quietly squeezed a piece of talisman paper that he carried with him, and replied coldly, "Then who are you?"

"I'm your relative," the man in black stared at him, and replied very carefully, seemingly very happy, "You only know that you are under the seat of Qingjiang, but what about the past? Before Xie Qingjiang took you back to Mount Longevity, you Who is it, have you ever thought about it?"

"This..." Xiao Ning choked up for a moment. The Qingjiang Immortal had a kind heart. Over the years, he had taken in many children who had no father or mother due to famine, war, and evil spirits. He was one of them, but no one had ever told him about his past. identity.

"You have the blood of the saintly maiden of the Demon Race, do you know?" The man in black looked at him condescendingly, with a slightly charming voice, "You are a descendant of the Demon Race, not like the people on Mount Longevity. You are innocent, but you hang out with them every day. You also know that the people in your sect hate the demons the most, if they know about this, how do you think they will treat you?"

"You..." Xiao Ning took a step back in shock, "You...you are talking nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense?" The man in black quickly answered his words, "Think about it carefully, have you often felt inexplicable breath blockage since you practiced spells? You are extremely talented and proficient in using spells, but Your spiritual power has been unable to condense, do you know why? Because your blood is born against these righteous ways! You can’t practice such spells, and even if you do, you will not be able to break through due to lack of spiritual power, and in the end everyone will disappear... When I say this, you still don’t believe me?”