Xianzun is collapsing every day

During the daytime, Feiying Pavilion was very quiet. Ever since Tanniang's tragic death, the other girls were also terrified, and closed the door for nothing, let alone showing any signs of popularity.

When Mu Chuihan entered, the madam was startled, and it took a long time to caress her heart and ask: "Why is the young master back, is Brother An okay?"

"The Ye family is not a good place." Mu Chuihan said, "I want to save him."

The madam was even more startled: "How can we do this?"

Mu Chuihan asked directly: "Do you have epiphyllum here?"

"It's not the season of epiphyllums now!" The madam thought for a while, "It must be summer, and the epiphyllums only bloom at night."

"There have been no epiphyllums in the building for many years," the bustard lamented, "When Tanniang was still listed, the epiphyllums sent by the monks were imbued with spiritual power, and they always bloomed unbeaten. That's how they can be said to overwhelm the crowd."

Mu Chuanhan asked: "What happened next?"

Where did those ever-growing Epiphyllum go?

The bustard looked sad: "Later, this girl met An Ge'er's own father and gave her all her heart. She became pregnant with An Ge soon after, and she didn't know that this surnamed Ye had a family. Just leave her alone. At that time, Tan Niang was holding Brother An and wanted to jump into the river, but for some reason, she figured it out later."

"Pity those epiphyllums, all of them were thrown away by Tan Niang." The bustard said regretfully: "After that, she only sang songs and confiscated epiphyllums again."

Throw it all away?

The thread that Mu Chuihan had just found was suddenly broken again.Seeing him pondering, the madam said, "Forget it, I'll take you to meet Tan Niang."

After the monks of the Ye family left, the girls in the building buried Tanniang Haosheng together.Standing in front of her grave, Mu Chuihan prayed in a low voice: "If you have a soul in heaven, help Ye Tingjiang to find a way out."

The bustard beside her also sighed: "In our business, we must not be sincere. Who would have thought that Tan Niang would end up like this."

Mu Chuihan forced a smile, and went to the room where Tan Niang lived.

Not long after she left, the madam thought of the past and temporarily vacated the room without changing the furnishings.

The room is not big, apart from Tan Niang's bed, there is also a small An'an bed.In addition, there are tables and chairs, and a dressing table.

When Mu Chuihan saw the bronze mirror on the stage, he naturally thought of the side outside the illusion.Epiphyllum in the mirror, do you want to find it in the mirror?

After hesitating for a moment, he finally murmured an offense secretly, and stretched his claws towards the innocent bronze mirror.

Under the effect of spiritual power, the copper mirror broke a big hole with the sound of the impact, but the hole was empty, revealing the white wall behind it, and no so-called epiphyllum fell out.

Mu Chuanhan: "..."

He was reckless.

At this moment, the madam who just followed was also taken aback: "Little son, what are you doing?"

Mu Chuihan said awkwardly, "I'm curious if this mirror is hard enough."

The madam couldn't help feeling distressed: "It's just a vanity mirror in an ordinary daughter's house, what difference can it make?"

"Yes." Mu Chuihan responded repeatedly.

I don't know if the secret prayer in front of the grave just now worked, but the figure of Tan Niang appeared in front of his eyes.

The woman sat on the edge of the bed with the baby in her arms, her eyes full of motherly tenderness.The woman and An An sat at the table, teaching their older son how to use chopsticks in a soft voice.And when An An was not around, the woman sat in front of the mirror, applying makeup and powder, and her hair tied up.

Mu Chuihan noticed the last scene, and in a flash of inspiration, he suddenly stretched out his hand to Tan Niang's makeup box.

Before the madam could react, he quickly dumped all the hairpins in the box on the table, glanced roughly, and picked up the second makeup box again.

The bustard held up the messed-up jewellery, and shouted, "Young master, what are you doing!"

Mu Chuihan looked at her with firm eyes: "I want to save people."

The madam was taken aback by him, and subconsciously let go of her hand.Mu Chuihan then poured out all the contents of the second box, but it was still not enough, the box on the table had already been opened, so he leaned down to rummage through the box again.

The madam looked at it for a while before she came back to her senses: "What do these jewelry have to do with saving lives?"

Mu Chuihan was concentrating on picking the lock, and casually said, "It's the key."

The madam was puzzled, almost suspecting that the young master was tortured mad by the Ye family.But she was also reluctant to let these gold and silver jewelry be destroyed, so she had to stand here in torment and watch him go through them, so as to protect them from time to time.

Mu Chuihan opened several dust-sealed boxes, but he still didn't find what he was looking for.He caressed the last brocade box, it was the last hope.

The madam is still sighing: "Forget it, young master, the dead are dead!"

He took a deep breath and opened the brocade box.Different from the jewelry in other boxes, this place seems to be full of An An's items from childhood to adulthood.From the baby's hood to the safety knot longevity lock, everything is entrusted with the mother's full love.

Normally, Mu Chuihan would have paid special attention to Ye Tingjiang's growth marks, but now he was extremely disappointed seeing these.

Could it be that I was wrong again?He doesn't have much time left.

Mu Chuihan flipped through the brocade box, and was about to close the lid under the anxious eyes of the madam, but finally saw a small flower hairpin on the bottom of the brocade box.

He carefully picked up the hairpin, and the bustard vaguely got the impression: "The one named Ye gave it to Tan Niang!"

Although the flower hairpin is small, it is extremely delicate.The hairpin head is a lifelike pure white epiphyllum, pure and coquettish, which keeps the moment of flower blooming forever.

Tan Niang is combing her hair in front of the mirror, so the flower in the mirror is not the real epiphyllum, but this hairpin flower!

Mu Chuihan let out a long breath, quickly put away the hairpin, and looked at the madam: "Please return my spirit sword to me."

The bustard immediately became confused: "Since Master Jian told me..."

Even if the young man said he wanted to save the child, the friendship between her and Tan Niang was not deep, and it became apparent when interests were involved.

Mu Chuihan made a decisive decision, his eyes were stern.

Just when the madam thought he would do something and was about to give in, Mu Chuihan's voice came: "The sword is in the person, without the spirit sword, An'an will die, so I might as well hit him to death right here."

After speaking, he turned his eyes away and looked at the wall.

It was the first time that the madam saw a monk choose such an unseemly method of suicide, she was taken aback.

Mu Chuihan stepped back a few steps, as if he was calculating the force of hitting the wall.

The bustard conceded, "Don't, don't, I'll get the sword now..."

Mu Chuanhan rushed back to Ye Mansion with his spirit sword in hand.The flow of time in the illusion seems to be speeding up. It was already night when he arrived, the full moon was high, and the moonlight shone on the busy people in Ye Mansion.

No one cared about him, as if his connection with this illusion was getting weaker and weaker.

He casually picked up a servant who was carrying the elixir: "Where's the young master?"

The servant trembled and shook his head wildly.

Mu Chuihan was burning with anxiety, his sword glowed, and he asked another way: "Where does the medicine go?"

Only then did the servant timidly point out the direction for him.

Mu Chuihan rushed to the front of the courtyard, and saw the two of them lying flat with their feet facing each other under the moonlight.

One is an adult monk, he reckons it is the eldest son of Patriarch Ye, and the younger one is the comatose Ye Tingjiang.

Patriarch Ye and his wife stood aside, their faces pale under the moonlight.

Mrs. Ye suddenly wept bitterly, and then her eyes sharpened, and a spell was summoned: "Sinister, I want you to be buried with my son!"

The young master is dead.The magic trick didn't work, or he didn't make it to the time of rebirth. In short, he died, and Ye Tingjiang lived.

This realization made Mu Chuihan heave a sigh of relief.

As soon as Mrs. Ye's spells were thrown out, they were intercepted by a spiritual light, and the spiritual power collided. Those spells were slightly inferior, turning into ordinary paper and flying in the air.

Madam Ye was furious: "How dare you!"

Master Ye stood in front of An An with a cold expression: "I only have this son left."

When his carefully cultivated eldest son was there, Ye Tingjiang was just a dose of medicine, and death was not a pity.But once his elder brother died, Ye Tingjiang was his only bloodline, the only heir to the orthodox Ye family.

Madam Ye's eyes were tearing apart: "Then what about me! My son just left!"

Patriarch Ye's attitude is clear: "I won't let you hurt him, don't go crazy."

He has also tested Ye Tingjiang's root talent, one in a million.Although he killed the child's biological mother, he is still young after all, he just needs to be raised well, his son will soon forget about that lowly woman...

Mrs. Ye was already crazy, and the spells flew towards her husband one after another, and the two of them actually fought in the courtyard.

Mu Chuihan took the opportunity to sneak into the yard, picked up the sleeping An An and ran away.

An An smelled the familiar breath and woke up.

"Brother, you are really back, I thought..."

He thought that his brother would be like his mother, and would disappear from then on.

Mu Chuihan felt suffocated in his heart: "I said I will come and take you away."

He hugged An'an and quickly ran towards Yefu Garden.

They are about to leave the illusion.

The scene of Ye Mansion became fragmented, Patriarch Ye and Mrs. Ye stopped fighting at some point, and chased after them fiercely.

A woman approached at the corner, suddenly smiled very softly, and called "An'an".

An An looked straight, and kept leaning towards the woman: "Mother!"

She looks exactly like Tan Niang!

Mu Chuihan knew that the illusion was on the verge of collapse, and all kinds of illusions tried their best to keep Ye Tingjiang behind.

He continued to run: "That's not your mother!"

An An seemed to wake up with a start, and surrounded Mu Chuihan again.

Tan Niang was still laughing, constantly bewitching: "An'an, An'an, why don't you want your mother to kiss..."

Seeing that An An was about to fall into a daze again, Mu Chuihan suddenly threw out a spell.

Tan Niang's voice stopped abruptly.

Mu Chuihan had never been so lucky as he was at this moment. He kept Mrs. Ye's voice-suppressing spell just in case.Taking advantage of the quiet time and running for a long way, Tan Niang finally got rid of the spell, she was no longer dignified and beautiful, two lines of blood and tears flowed from her eyes, showing the tragic state before death.

She spoke again, her voice shrill: "Avenge me, kill him, kill them—"

The sound reached An'an's ears, and Mu Chuihan clearly felt the child's body trembling.

Tan Niang aroused the resentment in Ye Tingjiang's heart. Once he lost control and killed Patriarch Ye, and the demons attacked him, it would really be over!

"Kill him, kill him..."

An An's immature voice repeated: "Kill..."

"Kill him. Your mother died so badly. Your father is devoid of conscience and humanity. He is full of evil and innocent. He will die a good death, and he will never be reborn!" Mu Chuihan said in a breath.

An An, who had just said a word, stopped trembling.

The eyes of Tan Niang, who was trying to instigate, were full of confusion.

Why did this person snatch everything she had to say?

Mu Chuihan reasoned while running: "Yes, they deserve to die, but you are still young, so I will kill for you!"

He finally ran into the garden, and a small pond beside the rockery reflected the bright moon.

Tan Niang was one step away from them, and Patriarch Ye and his wife also chased to the entrance of the garden.

The expression of the finally born child began to distort again, and he was about to fall out of Mu Chuihan's arms.

Mu Chuihan hugged An An tightly with one hand, and in keeping with the promise of "I'll kill for you", with the other hand, he threw the spirit sword and stabbed towards Patriarch Ye.

He only knew that Ye Tingjiang's murder would be over, but he didn't know the consequences of his own murder.

So when the sword just flew out, he hugged An An and jumped.

The moon in the water was shattered, the lines were rippling, and it gradually returned to calm.

Before being completely submerged in the pool, Mu Chuihan slightly parted his lips, and said silently, "Jingyun-jun."

……

Ye Tingjiang woke up in the empty cave.

He was lying in a shallow pond, his waist and abdomen were still tightly bound by one hand, and he couldn't break free after moving slightly.

The memory of the illusion was too chaotic, and Ye Tingjiang had a splitting headache. When he lowered his head and saw the face of the little apprentice with his eyes closed, the fragmentary memory suddenly became clear.

Fuyan hugged him, rubbed his head and said, don't be afraid.

Fuyan's hands were covered in blood, but she still struggled to protect him.

When Fuyan sank, she opened her lips and said his name...

Ye Tingjiang's heartbeat could be heard clearly.

He saw the young man soaked in the water, his clothes were wet, wrinkled and drooped, exposing a large area of ​​fair skin on his shoulders.

Ye Tingjiang felt a little palpitation, and closed his eyes impatiently.The hands around his waist did not intend to let go, and he held the boy up with difficulty in this posture.

As the body moved, Fuyan finally had a reaction.His eyelashes trembled, and water droplets ran down his cheeks.

He opened his eyes.

The author has something to say: Teacher Ye in Xianzun's mind woke up: Mother!Mother!

The real Teacher Ye woke up: ah, my apprentice hugged me and his clothes were still falling apart (heartbeat speeding up) what kind of body is it!

感谢在2021-02-0323:03:10~2021-02-0423:12:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!