I see the snow

This happened when Mu Ziling was poisoned by the corpse.

At that time, he had just woken up from the brink of life and death, and Qin Yi risked his life to detoxify him. There was a subtle change in his attitude towards Qin Yi, but it was hazy, and neither of them said anything about it.

Seeing that he was awake, Qin Yi didn't come here much, and the distance between the two of them was strange.

Until one day, the temperature of Chifengguan suddenly dropped at night.

Mu Ziling curled up under the quilt and woke up from the cold.

He gritted his teeth, struggled for a while before going back to sleep, or got up, and after a while, he still fumbled to get up.

I don't know where the charcoal fire was placed, but the wound still hurts.

"what are you doing?"

While fumbling for clothes, Qin Yi came in.

He pushed the door open a narrow crack and walked in sideways, still holding a quilt in his hand.

He walked to Mu Ziling's side, raised his hand and touched his forehead——

From a very close distance, Mu Ziling could smell the dry, slightly cold air from outside on his sleeves and neckline.

"Is it cold?"

Qin Yi asked: "I brought you a charcoal fire and a quilt."

As he spoke, he put the quilt on the head of the bed, and turned around to light a charcoal fire for Mu Ziling.

Mu Ziling looked at his back, half-sitting under the quilt, pursed his lips, and said:

"You haven't slept yet?"

Qin Yi was wearing soft armor, only the outer armor was removed.

He casually said, "It's the beginning of spring today, and Chifeng Pass happens to have the butterflies of the day and night to see, and they are all making trouble."

"...The Butterfly of Day and Night?"

Mu Ziling paused and asked, "What is that?"

The Butterfly of Day and Night is a wonder of Chifengguan. Every three hundred years, there will be a beginning of spring where thousands of silver butterflies can be seen migrating together.

Wherever he went, the desert became an oasis.

This is probably a rumor that every child in Zhonglu has heard, but Mu Ziling doesn't know it.

"..."

Qin Yi paused, and gave him a strange look: "Haven't you heard of it?"

"No."

Mu Ziling said.

"It's probably a legend about God and Infernal Affairs."

While fiddling with the charcoal fire, Qin Yi said: "Thousands of years ago, Chifengguan was not a desert, but a mountain forest full of maple trees. A god loved the silver butterflies that inhabited it. His best friend made these silver butterflies Butterfly flies across the world and the world, and goes to the Ten Heavens every year for him to watch."

"One day in the sky, one year on the ground, even if the god dies and the tenth heaven ceases to exist, these silver butterflies still keep their promise for that dear friend."

This is a well-known story in Zhonglu, about the unswerving friendship until death, and the helpless world.

When every child is still babbling, they will listen to their mother talking about it before going to bed.

But Mu Ziling didn't know.

"Will the desert really turn into an oasis overnight?"

Mu Ziling frowned and asked.

"Night meeting."

Qin Yi said: "It will change back during the day. Otherwise, why is it called 'The Butterfly of Day and Night'?"

The brazier had already been turned on, he stood up, smiled and said: "There are too many strange sights in the Central Continent, and the Chifengguan Oasis is nothing."

"Oh."

Mu Ziling responded lightly, thinking in his heart, it's nothing, but he has too little experience, so he always finds it easy to be amazing and unforgettable.

The stars in the brazier flashed "crackling", and the air fell silent again.

Qin Yi looked at Mu Ziling, his face was hidden in the dark night, a little hazy.

The two of them always seemed to have nothing to say. After being together for a long time, they either quarreled or stayed silent.

Qin Yi felt bored and felt that maybe he should leave.

But at this moment, there was a burst of surprised cheers outside——

"Wow--"

In the dark night, a burst of light suddenly appeared, like countless small stars falling down, reflecting the thin window paper into a faint light.

Qin Yi raised his eyebrows, walked over and opened the window——

I saw the distant horizon, and the entire night sky was illuminated.

A silver cluster spread like fog, smudged the entire sky.

And from there, the barren desert has a green spread.

All the dead trees sprouted again, and the dry lakes filled with water—

"This is probably the scene of Chifengguan thousands of years ago."

Qin Yi said, "Would you like to go and see it? Some people will never encounter such a rare spectacle once in their lifetime."

Mu Ziling nodded slightly, and Qin Yi went out, waiting for him outside.

After a while, Mu Ziling got dressed and followed.

It seemed that the two of them rarely had such a peaceful time together, and it was simply unaccustomed.

Mu Ziling walked a little behind Qin Yi at first, but Qin Yi turned his head to wait for him from time to time, and he gradually walked to the side of Qin Yi.

The house and the outside are very lively, like a festival.

The burly men who threw their heads and blood on the battlefield looked up and said in a daze, "My mother, this scenery, this life has never been in vain..."

"I want to write down all these butterflies."

Some people also said: "Go back and tell my mother-in-law...!"

In the city, there are shops and houses blocking it, and it is not very clear.

Qin Yi asked: "Do you want to see the camp outside? You can see it more clearly there."

Mu Ziling didn't say a word, but Qin Yi walked out of the city, so he followed.

The silver butterfly flew towards the same place covering the sky and the sun, and silver powder fell down from time to time in the sky.

Mu Ziling stretched out his hand to take a few pills, which were shiny silver, but became dim the moment they touched his fingers, and disappeared very quickly.

"do not touch."

Seeing his movements, Qin Yi frowned slightly, and said, "...this is an unknown powder."

Mu Ziling raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why?"

However, when asked, Qin Yi didn't speak again.

Naturally, Mu Ziling didn't follow up with the question, so he turned around on his own, and then walked forward.

His figure is caged in the dense night, surrounded by dreamlike maple trees, which only bloom tonight.

Scattered shadows fell on Mu Ziling's white clothes, like a dream.

Qin Yi looked at Mu Ziling's figure and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He used to hate him.

I hate him for being unscrupulous and cruel and insidious.

But when Mu Ziling was really dying in front of him, Qin Yi realized for the first time that he was so panicked and anxious.

Looking at Mu Ziling's pale and bloodless face, he... even felt that he was very pitiful.

It is a dangerous and ridiculous idea to feel sorry for a murderer.

But the young man was thin and thin, and he called his name in a coma of serious injuries, and shed tears unknowingly.

But when Qin Yi met that cold tear, he felt his heart was tightened.

He felt that he was a bastard who killed his lover, but he felt pity for the murderer.

Qin Yi's throat rolled, and his eyes closed oppressively, not looking at the man in white walking under the mottled moon shadow.

Mu Ziling didn't notice his expression, but only focused on the surrounding scenery.

They seem to have bumped into a mirage by mistake. Everything they see is illusory, but it is so beautiful and fascinating.

"you……"

After a long silence, Qin Yi first broke the silence and asked, "Why are you so against Yunyan?"

Hearing the sound, Mu Ziling paused for a moment, then turned around and looked at Qin Yi.

He seemed a little confused, so Qin Yi explained: "I remember when you were in Liang Cheng, you said that you would kill 700 million people."

Mu Ziling gave a faint "Yes", and Qin Yi asked, "But I just thought that you just want to take revenge on all the Yunyan royal family."

"Why do you want to kill so many innocent people?"

"Do you think I committed murder?"

"Yes."

Qin Yi said: "Liang Cheng doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas. But one man has committed too many crimes, and he will never end well."

"...a good death."

Mu Ziling chewed on this word, smiled for a while, and said, "Qin Yi, I never thought of a good death in my life."

Qin Yi looked sideways and frowned at him.Mu Ziling went on to say: "Everyone wants something in life. But what I want is to live without regrets. Therefore, I only hope that I have done everything I want to do before I die. If I ask for one thing without regrets, then I will be happy." enough."

"You can't imagine what I've seen in Yunyan."

Mu Ziling said softly, he raised his head, looked at a willow tree on both sides of the road, and said softly: "They are a group of the most despicable and stupid clans. But in fact... I have never really hated any cloud Yan people."

"Because it's often not people who do evil, but beliefs. If you don't cut off their beliefs from the source, what's the use of killing all the Yunyan people?"

"so you……"

Qin Yi subconsciously said——

"Correct."

But Mu Ziling interrupted him. Under Qin Yi's gaze, he raised his eyes slightly and said with a chuckle, "So what I want to destroy is Yunyan's ability to summon ghosts for thousands of years. Let this kind of The sinful bloodline can no longer rely on the clan to pass on...!"

Qin Yi was slightly shocked, and did not speak for a long time.

Just like the succession of the throne from generation to generation, the ancestors of the ancestors expanded their territory and exhausted their energy, and what they sought were not too many things that could be passed on to their descendants and shade their descendants.

Even knowing that those things may be stained with blood and filthy, which will bring pain and torture to some people's fate, they still can't help but pretend they didn't see them, and they can't muster up the courage of a strong man to sever his wrists.

Like Mu Ziling, the madness and obsession to simply cut off the entire arm in order to cut off a part of the carrion is probably unique.

He didn't care whether he would be scolded by his peers, or whether he would be nailed to the history books and flogged for thousands of years.

However, thousands of years ago, the young man who gave the Yunyan family the ability to manipulate little ghosts so that they could protect themselves in the troubled times probably never expected that Yunyan would respect the clan blood for thousands of years...

"Then what will happen to you?"

Qin Yi still couldn't help asking.

"I'm not important."

Mu Ziling said: "This is the meaning of my life. No matter what the result is after finishing, I am very happy."

Qin Yi didn't speak for a long time, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "I'm just thinking, if you weren't born in Yunyan, maybe—"

"No maybe."

Mu Ziling said: "I will still be like this."

"I know the beliefs of you Central Plains people."

He said indifferently: "'serve the country with death', 'kneel three times and knock nine times', 'the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die', right? I won't."

There was a king standing beside him, but Mu Ziling said this without any hesitation.

"If any country can't make its subjects live and work in peace, then it doesn't matter. The loyal subjects you wrote in the history books are all stupid in my opinion."

"Abandoning family and children, killing blood relatives, just to protect a fatuous king and a corrupt country? Who told me to bow down, I will crush his head—"

He is so rebellious by nature, uninhibited and willful.

This point is the biggest difference between Mu Ziling and Mu Huai'an.