Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

Feng Manlou stood unsteadily in the wind, feeling his legs trembling.

He can't stand still.

He was in the middle of the strong wind, and he heard Qu Qixiang laughing, Liu Wusheng calling his son, Ming Weiran yelling at his disciples in the villa, and other people yelling.

Fengmanlou heard many voices.This is not surprising, since his blindness, his ears are much more sensitive than before.When he first realized this, he thought something was wrong with him, so he went to ask Yu Sui.

Yu Sui said that this is normal, because the eyes can no longer be used, and the ears will naturally be used more than usual, practice makes perfect.

He still remembered that he asked Yu Sui one night.Yu Sui was sitting at the table copying something, there were crows and sparrows singing outside the room, and the wind rustled the leaves.There are many people in the village, and it is also lively at night. You can still hear a few naughty children running past the door laughing at night.

Yu Sui got annoyed when he heard those kids giggling.He couldn't sit still after writing for a while, went outside, opened the door and drove them home.

His tone was fierce, but his words were gentle.

The group of children giggled—every time they got sick, Yu Sui would always prepare some maltose for them before and after taking the medicine. Knowing that he is not bad, no one is afraid of him.

Feng Manlou still remembers the clear and clear voice of the girl at the head, like the jingling of the wind chimes hanging on the window in summer when the wind blows them, he laughed twice and said: "Mr. Feng, don't worry about it, we will go home!"

The voice of "Mr. Feng" was not very friendly: "Hurry up and get out!"

All of this was unreal like a dream within a dream, Feng Manlou remembered that he was laughing at that time, laughing that Yu Sui was not good at dealing with children.

"Mr. Feng." Feng Manlou also called him with a smile, "You still talk about others, have you gone home yet?"

Feng Manlou stood in the middle of the strong wind, a little dazed.

"...Mr. Feng..."

He murmured, and his voice was quickly shattered by the wind.

Qiao Xishui froze in An Xichen's arms, and then called out in a daze: "The wind is all over the building...?"

Fengmanlou doesn't look good.He opened a pair of blind eyes, and the tears at the corners of his eyes were quickly dried and blown away by the wind.He was like a beast trapped in the swamp of the past, trying to struggle but unable to get out, this gust of wind was not the roar of his waking up, but just a little bit of unwillingness exuded from his struggle.

He hasn't come out yet.

Feng Manlou really hasn't slowed down yet.Those voices from the past mixed with the chaos in front of him, chaotically intertwined in his mind, as if about to explode.

What he remembered, what he didn't remember, and the memories that were not very clear, all rushed out in a mess.

The so-called clouds in his memory were all erased, the blurry clouds and mists were dispersed, and finally the black clouds dispersed, and the moon was seen through the clouds, the willows were dark and the flowers were bright, and everything came into the light.

He heard himself panting violently.

"Cloud?"

He heard Yu Sui's voice, clearly like a pool of clear spring water in the darkness and chaos, ringing in his ears so peacefully.

Yu Sui asked, "What cloud?"

Feng Manlou heard himself say: "Yun'er is just Yun'er. Look, your name is so fierce, why don't I give you a softer name?"

"...My name is so fierce."

"The wind and rain are about to come and the building is full of wind. It looks like a war. It's not good, it's not like a doctor at all. You might as well take the first half of the sentence, how do you say it... um, Xiyun... Xi... "

He didn't hold back for a long time, Yu Sui couldn't stand it anymore, sighed, and said the first half of the sentence for him: "Xiyun rises at the beginning of the day and sinks the pavilion."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Feng Manlou clapped his hands and said happily, "Look, isn't this very nice! I picked a word for you, it doesn't sound much softer!"

"No need." Yu Sui said sarcastically, "I thank you, Daoist Yu, I see that you are so energetic, so why don't you go away."

Mr. Wind.

Daoist Yu.

...Yes, it should be like this.

Feng Manlou was gasping for breath, stretched out his trembling hand, and held down his painful head that was about to crack, he finally remembered who he was.

That's how it is... that's how it should be.

The one who died was Feng Manlou, and the walking corpse still standing here was Yu Sui.

Feng Manlou suddenly heard screams again, as well as the sound of crackling fire.The cries of the child were finally annihilated by the loud sound of the falling wood, and he seemed to see the summer wind chimes shattered.

Eventually, all the screams died away, leaving only the fire burning.

Everything is unrecognizable.

In the end, Feng Manlou also fell down.He fell to the ground, knowing that he was going to die, but he was not afraid, but rather happy.Qu Qixiang failed, he destroyed Qu Qixiang's plan.

It's a pity that the person surnamed Qu was not allowed to burn to death here.

Feng Manlou gritted his teeth, still a little unwilling, after all he was ashamed of the many lost lives in this village.

That was the most frustrating time for Qu Qixiang.Feng Manlou didn't hurt him, but Huan Huan's vitality was seriously damaged.

Qu Qixiang came over, grabbed his hair, and forced him to get up from the ground.

Feng Manlou couldn't see him, so he didn't know what his face was like, but he guessed that Qu Qi's face would be livid and trembling with anger.Because his breath was trembling for a long time, but he didn't utter a word, probably he was so angry that he lost his voice.

After a long time, Qu Qixiang finally popped out a sentence: "Deadly blind...you really have a hard life, okay... since you want to, I will save your life!"

"Yes... I'll save your life, and you will be a sacrifice!"

Yu Sui was tortured by him as well, Feng Manlou couldn't see him, he didn't know what he looked like, but he begged Qu Qixiang with a hoarse voice: "...wait...no..."

But Qu Qixiang didn't listen to his begging, and continued: "Aren't you good at dancing... Okay, you come to be a sacrifice! You come to kill people, and you come to be this villain for him!! You are so eager to save He, then you will kill him in the end!!!"

After saying this, he laughed.

He felt that he defeated the first army and killed others and lost everything, so he laughed.

He held down Fengmanlou with one palm, and punched the spell of sealing and modifying memory into his mind.

Feng Manlou couldn't hear anything, only his own screams.

After that, Qu Qixiang let go of him, and then left with a wild laugh, the laughter disappeared in the fire.

Feng Manlou fell to the ground, and the spell worked in his mind. He was hot and cold in the darkness and chaos, like falling into an abyss.

Then, a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

That hand is warm.Thinking about it now, I don't know if it was the warm hands, or the warm blood in his hands.

"Yu Sui..."

When he heard Yu Sui call that, his voice trembled.

"It's okay..." Yu Sui crawled towards him dragging his wounds all over his body, and grabbed his clothes with his hands, trying to get closer to him, "Let's go... that lunatic is gone, it's okay, I see Look...it's okay, the injury is not serious...you can't die..."

Feng Manlou suddenly laughed.

Suffering such a serious injury, someone put a curse on his mind, so he was the only one who could say that he would not die.

"……quack."

He struggled to make a joke.

Yu Sui stopped talking.

Feng Manlou thought he was choking on the words, but after a while, he heard choking.

He was at a loss for a moment, and then thought stupidly, Mr. Feng might not be lying with his eyes open, he hoped so.

I hope that his Daoist Yu is not seriously injured, that his Daoist Yu will not die, and that his Daoist Yu is fine.

"...you'll be fine..."

Yu Sui tried his best to suppress his choked sobs, desperately trying to speak his usual indifferent tone, but he still trembled violently.

"You'll remember me..." he said, "I've always been... I've always been..."

He remembered.

But Mr. Feng is gone.

Feng Manlou suddenly swayed two steps forward, then knelt down on the ground with a plop.

The gust of wind stopped suddenly, and everyone froze for a moment.

Feng Manlou slowly fell to the ground, hugging his head with his hands, and curled up into a ball.

He knows what he's done, and no one knows better than him.

He listened to Qu Qixiang's words, he listened to that madman's words, he went to kill Yu Sui, took out all his soul, refined it into a pill, and swallowed it.

Just to become "a complete sacrifice" in the mouth of that lunatic! ! !

Feng Manlou pressed his head tightly and cried out.Hysterical, shouting loudly, as if tearing his own soul.

The magic spell on his body shattered into smoke, and was finally suppressed so small by the past.

He remembered that when he was just recovering from a serious illness, he got out of bed, ran around the room without wearing shoes, and fell several times.Yu Sui looked at his bare feet and asked him, "How old are you, and you don't wear shoes when you go to the ground?"

He just laughed: "I can't see it, I can't wear it."

"You don't even know how to wear them, so you might as well just throw them away." Yu Sui dismissed him and said, "Look at your stupidity, be careful and lose people if you don't pay attention."

"How is that possible." Feng Manlou giggled, not knowing whether he was talking about himself or him, so he simply replied together, "How can you lose such a good living person?"

His cries finally turned into smoke along with the incantation.Those who turned into smoke were not only these, but also his Mr. Feng who was completely burned by the fire.

The author has something to say: Today is memory killing~