The heroine, she surrenders to the enemy every day

At night, at the beginning of the midnight, the most cloudy time between heaven and earth.

The winter wind is proud and cold, the waning moon is lonely, the lights of every house have been turned off, and the surroundings are completely dark, and the houses lined up in the forest are as silent as coffins.

Suddenly there was an old "creaking" sound, like the sobbing of the dying old man, the heavy door was quietly opened, and a group of white shadows sneaked out, holding a white paper lantern in his hand, blown by the wind It wobbled, and the lights flickered on and off.

Bai Ying tiptoed slowly along the path, getting more and more remote, gradually leaving the nearby houses behind one by one.

After walking for a while, a small hill suddenly stood in front of me. Looking through the dim light, it was actually padded by piles of closely connected small soil bags.

A long wooden plank half a person's height is erected on each soil bag, and lines of names and surnames in different handwriting are carved on the wooden plank with sharp tools such as knives and daggers.

Occasionally, a crow gets tired of flying, and suddenly lands on it, wailing twice, and shuddering suddenly.

"Senior Sister, we're here."

Yun Biyue raised her sleeves and whispered softly.

The cuffs fluttered a few times, and a cloud of black mist floated out, slowly condensing into a red-clothed, black-haired beauty in front of her, without feet, floating in mid-air, with a very shallow outline.

Zhu Caiyi stared at the tomb in front of her. When she first entered the village, she felt that there was a place full of yin energy, which was suitable for her cultivation.

She nodded with satisfaction: "I want to cultivate here for a while, please stay a little longer."

Yun Biyue said with a smile: "Senior Sister, don't worry, the village head here is very nice, he told us early in the morning, let us 'stay as long as we want. .

"That's good, but since he is kind enough to stay overnight, we must never forget to reciprocate."

"Of course I know this. I have paid for the accommodation long ago. After Meng Xian visited the village in the afternoon, he even helped people go into the water to catch fish! I don't know what method he used, but he can still catch a net full of them in winter. When the fish came, the village head was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear."

Mentioning Meng Xian, Zhu Caiyi fell into deep thought. When she showed the ghost king's true form in the first battle of the Demon Palace, the other party's strange emotions jumped into her mind again.

She searched out all the memories of the past, and determined that she had never known such a person before her life.

But judging from the other party's performance, he really knew himself.

This made Zhu Caiyi very confused, maybe she should find some time to ask him.

Yun Biyue saw that her senior sister was suddenly silent, she couldn't help worrying: "Senior sister, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about one thing." Zhu Caiyi looked up at her, "It's so late, go back and rest!"

"No, I'll stay with you." Yun Biyue grabbed her arm and smiled coquettishly.

Zhu Caiyi pointed at the bruises under her eyelids, and said pitifully, "After coming out of the magic palace, you have been running around all the way, you can see that your eye circles are all blue, be good, listen to your senior sister and go back to sleep."

"No!" Yun Biyue clung to her body and did not let go, "How can there be someone who just formed a couple and separated so soon?"

"Why do you live in different places?" Zhu Caiyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"I don't care! Anyway, I'm staying here tonight and I'm not going anywhere!"

Yun Biyue used to hate messy women very much, but she never imagined that one day she would be like this when she was in love.

She was afraid that her senior sister would disagree, so she said again: "I'll stay here with you tonight, it's the same when I go back to sleep tomorrow morning, anyway, there's nothing to do during the day."

"No, as the saying goes, 'work at sunrise and rest at sunset' is the law of nature. If day and night are reversed and yin and yang are in disorder, it will do all harm to the body but not any benefit." Zhu Caiyi glanced at her sideways and began to preach, "It's a loss." You are still a doctor, you speak clearly when teaching patients, but you are so indulgent when it is your turn?"

"Senior sister doesn't know something. In my hometown, this is a common occurrence. At this time, the nightlife has just begun."

"That's why the life expectancy of the people there is not more than a hundred years old."

Yun Biyue was left speechless, but she brazenly refused to leave.

Zhu Caiyi couldn't hold her back, so she had to make a compromise: "Then stay for one night, but you have to rest well every day from now on."

"Okay!" Yun Biyue readily agreed.

The dark wind caressed by from time to time, and the shadows of the tomb were haunting, and it became more and more creepy in the deep night.

But she wasn't afraid at all, and just sat on the ground carelessly.

After all, the most terrifying ghost king is by her side, and she is not afraid of other ghosts daring to approach.

Zhu Caiyi floated over the tomb, with a ghostly aura hovering around her body like ink.

The black yin qi rose slowly from the small dirt bag, being greedily sucked by the ghost qi.

Every time he absorbs some yin energy, the ghost energy will grow a little bit, and it will barely stop until he is full.

She closed her eyes and sat cross-legged, slowly refining the absorbed power.

Yun Biyue stared at her intently, feeling agitated in her heart.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Zhu Caiyi's figure became slightly darker before she slowly opened her eyes and landed on the ground again.

"Senior Sister, how are you doing?" Yun Biyue rushed forward impatiently.

Zhu Caiyi smiled and said, "It can be regarded as having recovered half of his cultivation."

"It's only half done?" Yun Biyue was not satisfied with this.

Zhu Caiyi stretched out her finger to scratch the tip of her nose: "It's already very good, don't be impatient."

His eyes suddenly fell on a tombstone not far away.

She was slightly startled, and drifted over in a trance, Yun Biyue followed behind her unhurriedly.

It is a unique tomb, unlike other tombs that are next to each other, it keeps a certain distance from each tomb, solitary and self-contained.

The tombstone standing on it was shattered by wind and rain, and it looked like an old grave for some years.

The weirdest thing is the content on the tombstone. There is nothing engraved on it, neither is it rotten, nor is it worn out. It is true that there is not a single word engraved on it.

This is an unnamed tombstone.

Zhu Caiyi rubbed her palm on the tombstone. The scene in front of her was so familiar that she felt an irresistible urge to dig up the tomb and see clearly the appearance of the people buried below.

"What a strange tomb, I don't know who is so pitiful, without leaving a name." Yun Biyue sighed.

These words happened to touch Zhu Caiyi, her face was ashen, her silver eyes were flushed, and endless desolation and sorrow surged into her heart instantly.

"Do you know who is buried here?"

A familiar male voice suddenly sounded behind them.

Yun Biyue shuddered in horror, turned her head suddenly, saw the face of the person coming, and said angrily, "It's midnight, don't be so scary, okay?"

"I didn't see you in the room, so I guessed that you came here." Meng Xian strolled up to the two of them.

"What do you need from me?" Yun Biyue asked.

Meng Xian shook his head, looked at Zhu Caiyi, his eyes were dim, and asked again: "Do you know who is buried here?"

Zhu Caiyi looked him up and down, but said nothing.

He crossed this tomb, walked to two other adjacent tombs not far away, and pointed them out: "The one buried here is my father, and the other is my mother."

The writing on the tombstone on the right is correct - "Tomb of Beloved Wife Tong Baolan".

The writing on the tombstone on the left is crooked, like a child's handwriting - "Tomb of Father Meng Tao".

He turned back to the unnamed stele and said sadly, "The one buried here is also my mother."

Zhu Caiyi twitched her eyebrows, and looked at Meng Xian with dubious eyes.

Yun Biyue didn't notice her mood swings, she just wondered: "Meng Xian, do you have two mothers?"

"My mother gave birth to me with dystocia. The family was poor and couldn't afford to hire a midwife. My mother gave birth to me for three days and three nights, but she couldn't save me because of heavy bleeding." Meng Xian looked up at the starry sky, Quiet way.

"When I was two years old, there was a severe drought in my hometown, and the fields had no crops. I couldn't live happily anymore. My father remembered that there was an uncle in Lingnan, so he took me to visit relatives. On the way, I passed by the foot of a mountain and met a woman. Blind, half-crazy and half-insane, father saw her pitiful, so he took her in, and in order to save trouble, he told the outside world that she was my mother..."

He turned around, looked at Zhu Caiyi fixedly, and smiled wryly: "But I didn't know until I arrived in Lingnan that that uncle had been dead for many years, and his children didn't want to recognize poor relatives like us. After several twists and turns, Dad, Take us to settle down in this small fishing village."

Zhu Caiyi pursed her lips, those long-forgotten memories suddenly reappeared in her mind.

Meng Xian recalled: "During that time, I was really happy. During the day, Dad went out to fish and sold them in the city. At night, he would buy a lot of delicious food. We no longer had to worry about being hungry."

"Although my mother is crazy, she also loves me very much. I remember one time when I was naughty, I secretly made a hole in my father's fishing net that was drying outside. As a result, he didn't catch any fish for several days. My father was so angry that he copied it. Picking up wicker sticks and trying to beat me hard, my mother dragged me and ran like a jerk, my father chased after us for a long time, but he couldn't catch up with us, so he finally had to give up."

Having said that, he laughed softly, as if he had really returned to his youth.

But then, his tone became serious again, and his eyes became wet: "In the summer when I was ten years old, it rained heavily for half a month, the river surged, and my father died unexpectedly while fishing, leaving me and my mother alone. .Two years later, my mother also passed away."

Meng Xian put his hands on the unnamed stele: "I buried her here, but I don't know her name, so I didn't engrave anything on it."

The more Yun Biyue heard it, the more something was wrong. Why did she seem to have seen this plot somewhere?

Could it be that what is buried here is——

She sneaked a glance at her senior sister, only to realize that there was an unconcealable sadness on her face.

Yun Biyue's heart trembled, she clenched Zhu Caiyi's right hand tightly, and cast a concerned look at her.

Zhu Caiyi grasped it lightly, as if she was greatly encouraged, she looked straight into Meng Xian's eyes, then raised her left hand and rubbed his head, smiling happily: "Little Niqiu, you have grown up!"

"Yeah, I've grown up!" A tear fell from the corner of Meng Xian's eye, and he quickly turned his head to wipe it away, then turned his head and smiled, "I never thought I'd see you again."

"I never thought that you would be that boy back then."

The last crazy years of her life were the most embarrassing memories for Zhu Caiyi, and also the last thing she wanted to remember, but in that memory, there were also two people she should never forget.

Although she was crazy at that time, she was very clear in her heart. It was Meng Xian and his father who brought a little warmth to her for the rest of her life.

She was lucky to meet such nice people as them.

Zhu Caiyi floated to Meng Tao's tombstone, and bowed deeply to this benefactor who would never have the chance to repay.

Yun Biyue stood beside her, and also bowed to her, then took Zhu Caiyi's hand, and said to the tomb, "Mr. Meng, thank you for taking care of my senior sister. From now on, I will treat her very well." Well, well, I won't make her sad again."

As soon as the words were finished, a suona suddenly sounded nearby, and the tune played was very depressing, like an elegy for a funeral.

With the sound, the graves in front of them shook, and pairs of dry, dead hands broke through the ground, constantly scratching the ground, and drilled corpses covered with white hair.

The three of them were taken aback and quickly backed away.

Zhu Caiyi saw a particularly familiar figure among the group of corpses——

A corpse in rags, black eyepatch, and a wooden stick in its hand. It had sharp fangs and three-inch-long nails, covered with dirt and dirt. It was ferocious and embarrassing.

Zhu Caiyi was furious. Which bastard dared to turn her body into a zombie?

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