General's Gown

However, in the illusion, it is impossible to see if there is anyone following Wuyi, only to see Wuyi holding something and excitedly going up the mountain.

In a corner of the underground palace, a small oil lamp emits an orange-yellow, warm light.Feilan was wearing an old half-length jacket, her hair was tied loosely, and she was drawing on the table with her wrists hanging.

Wuyi rushed in in a hurry, Feilan hurriedly covered the scroll of paintings with wet ink on the table, and raised her head helplessly: "Aren't you knocking on the door?"

Wuyi hid her hands behind her back with a grin, and said, "I have a surprise for you."

Seeing him deliberately selling the lawsuit, Fei Lan stretched out her hand and said with a smile, "What surprise?"

But Wuyi walked around behind him, tilted her head to look at his side face: "I said it was a surprise. You close your eyes first."

Feilan could only close her eyes.

Wuyi hugged Feilan from behind: "Okay!"

The smell of steaming rice wafted over, Feilan opened her eyes, and saw Wuyi holding a large white porcelain bowl with a blue border, which turned out to be a bowl of mutton wontons.

Even the wontons were slightly steaming.

"This time it's finally not squeezed into a big pancake, try it quickly, it's delicious!" Wu Yi narrowed her eyes and smiled complacently, revealing a small canine tooth.

Feilan was very surprised: "How did you bring it here?"

Such a cold day, such a long way?

"I took two bowls, buckled them up and down like this, and wrapped them in my robe—" Wuyi gestured, "It's still hot as expected!"

It was only then that Yan Changqing noticed that Wuyi didn't wear a coat all the way, but only a thin inner coat of the same color.In the winter night, he just wrapped this bowl of wontons in his outer robe and walked all the way.

Feilan didn't say anything, just hugged her younger brother who was half a head taller than him, and silently warmed him with her own body temperature.

Wuyi rubbed against Feilan's chest contentedly like a big dog, and raised his head.

Feilan looked down at him: "What are you going to say?"

Wuyi thought for a while and said, "If we live in Qinchuan City, we can eat mutton wontons every day, as well as candied gourds and zongzi..."

Feilan smiled and said, "How old are you?"

But Wuyi said: "You know, when I am in Qinchuan, every time I see something delicious, interesting, or beautiful, I will immediately think of you. I want you to go to see the outside world with me, and It’s not about staying on the top of a cold mountain forever.”

Feilan shook her head: "I don't think there's anything wrong here?"

Wuyi raised her head and looked at him seriously: "That's because you haven't seen the outside. If I tell you, we can have a spacious and warm mansion in Qinchuan City, have fertile land, and You can be worshiped like a god by everyone in the city, second brother, would you like to go?"

Feilan said: "Where can such a good thing happen?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly realized something, and looked at Wuyi strangely: "Why did you suddenly say this... Did you meet someone today?"

Wuyi sat down and told him what he had seen and heard today.Between the brows and eyes, full of anticipation.

But Feilan's face turned paler the more she heard it, and finally couldn't help it, and waved her sleeves: "No, I can't agree!"

Wuyi was puzzled and said, "Why not? There is so much water in Bailang Lake that it will never be used up. As long as you give Qin Chuan a little water, you can do good deeds and be appreciated by future generations. Why not do it?"

"Nonsense!" Feilan became a little anxious: "Our ancestors explained that the water veins of Bailang Lake are the heart veins of the entire Baicang Mountain. Once it is destroyed, the sky will collapse, and the people will suffer!"

Wuyi didn't expect Feilan's reaction to be so strong, she asked in a daze, "Really, are you lying?"

Feilan said: "What do I lie to you about this kind of thing?" As he spoke, he grabbed Wuyi and walked to the other side of the underground palace.

"Do you know that all our clansmen died in battle overnight, what is the reason?" Feilan pointed to the mottled mural on the wall: "It is to protect this White Wolf Lake! If the water in White Wolf Lake is drained , our Baicang Mountain, and all the creatures on this mountain, will follow."

Yan Changqing looked closely at the mural pointed by the great witch doctor.This was exactly one of the murals he and Helian Rongchuan had seen before.Now that the light is brighter, Yan Changqing noticed that there was a lake with a very light color painted on the Baicang Mountain in the mural, but the wall was a little peeled off, which he didn't notice before.The Wang Lake is located in the very center of Baicang Mountain, and it is depicted as looking like a heart. From around the "heart", there are many thin light blue veins scattered, like blood vessels.

"Once the White Wolf Lake is dug open, these water veins will dry up. If the ground is not supported by these water veins, it will inevitably collapse, and the consequences will be disastrous!"

Yan Changqing was shocked.Could it be that the earthquake in Qinchuan City was caused by...

Wu Yi obviously didn't expect it, he opened his mouth and said something, as if he was apologizing, but also as if he was explaining again.But Yan Changqing couldn't hear clearly.

"Boom!!!"

There was a loud bang, and a burst of smoke and dust instantly rose from the dome of the underground palace!

Although he knew it was an illusion, Helian Rongchuan still subconsciously protected Yan Changqing.

The illusion is twisting.

The snow-capped mountains in the dark night are illuminated by countless torches.The White Wolf Lake was blasted open a gap, and the clear lake water rolled down amidst the flying debris, converging into a river and flowing down the mountain.

Under the light of the torches, the raging river glistened like tears from the snow-capped mountains.

"It's not enough, keep bombing!" Qinchuan County Magistrate commanded the hundreds of soldiers who followed him up the mountain, his voice was extraordinarily sharp because of his excitement: "Go back and reward for your merits, each of you will have a share!"

boom!boom!boom!

More underground water veins were forcibly blasted by gunpowder, and the river became wider and wider.

Wuyi ran out of the underground palace in disgrace, seeing the scene in front of her, her knees softened, and she fell to her knees on the icy snow with a plop.

"How... how..." Wuyi panicked, he wanted to explain, but when he turned his head, Feilan who escaped from the underground palace with him disappeared.

A snow-white figure, like a moth to a flame, rushed towards the dark crowd.

"No! You can't—"

Feilan opened her arms and rushed towards the government soldiers who were lighting the gunpowder to continue blasting the water veins, blocking their way.

Wuyi had never seen Feilan so anxious and angry.But despite being anxious and angry, Feilan was obviously still trying to restrain herself in the crowd, straightened her chest, and explained something.

It was too far away, and I couldn't hear what Feilan was saying at all. I only saw the county magistrate Qinchuan put on a smiling face and said a few words calmly.

Hearing the words, Feilan turned her head to look in Wuyi's direction, her gaze was extremely firm.His lips moved and he said a few words.

Yan Changqing identified it carefully, and guessed that Feilan was talking about,

"He will not."

But at this time, Wuyi obviously didn't see what Feilan was talking about, and the sight in front of him completely frightened him into a fool, and he just kept saying: "It's not me, I didn't bring them up the mountain, it wasn't—"

The words that were not finished were suddenly stuck in Wuyi's throat, and he could no longer make a sound.

The air seemed to condense in an instant.

Wu Yi seemed to be firmly nailed to the cold ground, and the cold air hissed and smoked, freezing him instantly.

He watched in horror and disbelief at what suddenly happened in front of him. In his wide-open green eyes, several bright red blood streaks burst out instantly, winding like poisonous snakes.

Feilan seemed to be about to explain something, but a sharp long knife suddenly appeared behind him, completely unprepared, and pierced straight from his back to his chest.

Everything happened so fast.

Feilan lowered her head and looked at her chest in surprise.

blood.

The bright red, warm blood slipped from the fingers, dripping onto the filthy snow that had been stepped on, and in an instant, it gathered into a small trickle.

The county magistrate of Qinchuan still maintained a gracious smile, twirling a few strands of beard on his chin, lifted his foot, and stepped over Feilan who was lying on the ground.It's like stepping over a block in the way.

"Go on, go on!" The county magistrate continued to urge vigorously, waving his arms.

Wuyi ran over staggeringly, trembling all over, and hugged Feilan in her arms.His trembling fingers tried to cover the wound on Feilan's chest, but no matter what he did, the blood still gushed out continuously, staining most of the white clothes of the two of them, a dazzling scarlet.

"No...no...second brother...no..."

Seemingly hearing the call, Feilan slowly opened her eyes.His face was so white that he could no longer see any blood, and his whole body was thin and fragile, like a broken, withered epiphyllum.

"Second brother...it's not me...I didn't bring them up..." Wuyi's voice was flustered and erratic, with a trembling cry.

Feilan's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but his chest was overflowing with blood, and he could no longer make any sound.

"Speak...Second brother, talk..."

Wuyi hugged Feilan tightly, shrank into a small ball, obviously he was a boy who was much taller than Feilan, but at this moment, he suddenly looked like a helpless and scared child.

"Don't do this...I...I'm afraid..."

Feilan raised her head and looked at Wuyi with some difficulty, her beautiful eyes were full of love, sadness and reluctance, but she didn't have the slightest bit of blame.

He raised his hand, with some effort, lightly touched the tip of Wuyi's nose, and wiped off a small amount of plaster on the tip of Wuyi's nose.

……

As for my Wuyi brother, although he is also very talented, he is still a child who rubs ashes on his nose every day.

……

I am not a child anymore.I can protect you now.

……

Wuyi stared blankly at Feilan, watched his hand fall feebly, watched his eyes slowly close, watched a crystal tear run across Feilan's long eyelashes and drip onto the snow. , disappeared.

Snowing.In the dark blue winter night, the goose-feather-like snow is swirling one after another.

Without blinking his eyes, he just watched quietly like an ice sculpture.He was so quiet, as if he belonged to two worlds with the large fire not far behind him, and the noisy and excited crowd.

After a long time, Wuyi let out a desperate but soft whimper like a trapped animal.

"It was me, I was the one who harmed you, it was all me..." Wuyi hugged the dead Feilan tightly, her eyes lost focus, and she murmured softly.

Rumble!

There was another loud noise that shook the ground, and the chest of Bailang Lake seemed to be forcibly broken open. The ice and snow cracked, revealing black and hard boulders, and more turbulent water rushed down the mountain.

Wuyi turned around very slowly, very slowly.

A sharp wolf howl suddenly pierced the night sky.

Hundreds of white wolves rushed down from the top of the mountain in response to the sound, towards the crowd by the lake.

Wuyi faced the raging flames head-on.The strong wind messed up his hair, and his expression could no longer be seen clearly.Only the sound of countless flesh and blood being torn apart, and painful cries could be heard.

Scene transition.In the dilapidated underground palace, Wuyi rummaged frantically in front of the bookshelf, the ground was covered with shredded paper written with symbols and flying book pages.

"The law of rebirth... the law of rebirth..." Wuyi muttered words, repeated them over and over again, and kept looking for all the ancient books left by the ancestors, but found nothing, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Wuyi sat in front of the desk dejectedly, and noticed a rolled up painting in the corner.

It seems that it was rolled up in a hurry, and the wet ink stained the paper a little, but the whole painting is still lifelike, and the gentleness of the painter is evident between the strokes.

In the picture, two high-spirited teenagers are riding on a majestic white wolf with a smile on their fronts. Behind them are the towering snow-capped mountains, and at their feet are countless blooming, snow-white dream fairy epiphyllum.

Big tears rolled down his face.

Wuyi stared straight at the flowers in this painting, thoughtful.

In the other corner of the desk, there was a bowl of wontons that had been cold.

……

The dungeon disappeared.Now, Yan Changqing followed Wuyi to a field of withered flowers.Wuyi lowered her head and knelt on the ground, holding the withered Dream Immortal Epiphyllum before it bloomed.

Why?Why can't these life-saving epiphyllum survive?

Wu Yi punched hard to the ground, the rough stone cut his hand immediately, blood flowed into the soil.

However, at the place where the blood flowed, a Mengxian Epiphyllum, which had obviously withered, suddenly rejuvenated and slowly stretched out its dried leaves.

Wuyi's eyes widened, she stretched out a slightly trembling finger, and very carefully touched this small flower leaf.

……

The illusion is changing.Wuyi stood in the midst of the unbloomed Dream Immortal Epiphyllum, cut wounds on his arms and legs with a knife, and let his own blood water all the flowers.

"not enough……"

Wuyi looked at the scars all over his body indifferently, cutting his own flesh and blood one by one, he seemed to have lost his sense of pain, and he never even frowned slightly, as if he was doing an innocuous routine.

After a while, he almost turned into a blood man, without a piece of good skin all over his body.

Except his face.

It used to be a handsome, sunny face with a bit of innocence.

"not enough…"

Wuyi raised the knife and cut off his face without hesitation.

Yan Changqing's heart trembled when he saw it.He finally understood why the face behind the mask of the great witch doctor was full of scars.

But... spend too much, his blood is not enough.

Wuyi grabbed a few branches of Mengxian Epiphyllum that had withered before, and walked towards the top of the mountain.The White Wolf Lake, which was originally as clean as a mirror, has dried up a lot. Beside the hard boulders, dozens of white wolves are pawing the sand and gravel with their claws for a moment, trying in vain to dig out water so that the White Wolf Lake will not dry up.

From this high angle, it can be seen that there are already large areas of collapsed potholes on the White Wolf Mountain at this time.These potholes are dotted and stretched downwards, almost approaching the bustling Qinchuan City.

"Second brother is right, you have harmed the creatures of Baicang Mountain, and you have also harmed yourself." Wuyi muttered to himself, a creepy smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

"But, it's not enough." Wuyi's long robe with black background embroidered with gold flapped violently in the wind, like a black eagle about to fly.

"Blood debt is paid in blood." Wu Yi put on the white wolf mask and walked down the mountain.

……

Wuyi returned to the flower field again, he cut off the fingers of every boy and girl who had been sacrificed, and used their blood to drip on Meng Xiantan.

A few Meng Xian Tan bloomed slightly, and in the faint fragrance of the flowers, the dark green eyes lost their focus, intoxicated in the illusion of Meng Xian Tan.

"Did you see it?" Wuyi pointed to the distance: "Did he move?"

The boys and girls were immersed in the illusion and shook their heads in confusion.

"Impossible!" Wuyi growled, delirious.

"It's because there are too few Mengxiantans, there must be too few Mengxiantans!" Wuyi said to himself, "I want to plant more, more..."

Wuyi stood up and walked towards the top of the mountain.What was placed there were the ice coffins of Feilan and his clansmen.

The light suddenly turned into a dazzling white.

When he opened his eyes again, Yan Changqing and the others had returned to reality.

The truth came out.

Yan Changqing and Helian Rongchuan looked at each other, silent.

In front of them, the big witch doctor lowered his head and lay down on the ice coffin, holding a few Dream Immortals in one hand.

Around him was a large piece of dark red blood that had solidified.

Mengxiantan has withered, and the gray-white petals that have lost their life are like the scarred face of a great witch doctor.

Wei Jin looked at the corner of the big witch doctor's mouth frozen, intoxicated smile, stretched out a finger, and poked at the tip of his nose.

He shook his head silently.

"He was deceived by Meng Xiantan." Wei Jin said: "Meng Xiantan watered with the blood of a virgin will only make people see a false environment. It can't save people at all."

Yan Changqing and Helian Rongchuan worked together to carry the great witch doctor into the ice coffin where Feilan slept peacefully.

The moment the ice coffin was lifted, Yan Changqing realized that Feilan was surrounded by colorful gadgets.

A bag of fried chestnuts with sugar, a bag of rice dumpling candy, a rattle with dolls painted with New Year pictures, a windmill folded from gold paper, a cloth tiger made of rags, a bunch of candied haws, a clay sculpture of a red-faced rabbit...

Yan Changqing's hand accidentally touched a round, hard object beside Feilan.

"This is……?"

Yan Changqing lowered his eyes and found that beside Feilan, there was actually a white porcelain bowl with a blue background.

There are a few swollen wontons at the bottom of the bowl.Surprisingly, the wontons were still fresh and not spoiled.

It's a pity that no one eats it anymore.

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Change the map in the next chapter~

Thanks to the three descendants of the little angels of mine, bow!