Be nice, uncle loves you

Who has been sleeping for a long time and should wake up at this time?

Jiu Fangyuan and Lu Yunshu didn't dare to delay, so they hurriedly walked to the ancestral hall, listened to what they said just now, and combined with their purpose of coming here, it is conceivable that what they were talking about should be the Fu Ji they had guessed before .

You? Can? Wake up.

Listen to the meaning of these words? The concentration fruit they need is very dangerous.

The door of the ancestral hall was not locked, and Jiu Fangyuan pushed the door open with a little force. After the door opened, he didn't see the person who spoke, and what he saw was the hall of the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall in Chang'an City enshrines many memorial tablets of different clans. At a glance, you can see many different names and surnames.

A Yao came here when she was a child, her memory has been blurred, and there are some faint images, but they can't be seen clearly, as if separated by a fuzzy barrier, like flowers in the mirror or the moon in the water.

She wanted to go to the ancestral hall, but the jade pendant restricted her movement. She could only stand at the threshold and look at the tablet in the ancestral hall from afar.

Both Jiufangyuan and Lu Yunshu were paying attention to other places, and didn't look at this side, but Bingbing stood aside, taking a full view of A Yao's stunned expression.

However, A Yao has always maintained a silly look, and this kind of expression does not appear to be new or strange on her face.

"Is there yours here?" Bingbing raised her chin, indicating the tablet inside. It doesn't understand human characters, and can't understand what is written on the tablet.

A Yao was speechless for a while, and took a look at Bingbing, but in the end she didn't scold it, and explained in a warm voice: "When I died, Chang'an City had already been destroyed, and no one set up a tablet for me."

In the market place, tablet is a relatively taboo thing. For strangers, it is very rude to mention this in front of others.

But Bingbing is not a human being, and it doesn't know what tablets and ancestral halls symbolize to a person. Fierce beasts are only interested in forces that can threaten them, and they will devote too much energy to paying attention to them.

Ayao is not a normal person anymore, she unexpectedly doesn't pay much attention to this aspect, so the two non-human things get together and talk about topics that outsiders would care about, and the atmosphere is very harmonious.

Bingbing didn't realize Ayao's tolerance for it, and after a while, she asked again: "There are you? People from the clan, no, is there a tablet for your companion?"

It doesn't know what human beings call their own kind, and it has little contact with them. It can only guess based on its thin memory. These are still with the third watch before, listen to the third watch Nagging about the Liyuan opera book?

A Yao's first reaction was to get angry, and then she reacted in the next second. She froze on the jade pendant and didn't move for a long time.

"No? Then you? The family is really thin, with no descendants?" Bing Bing flicked the jade pendant in her hand, thought of something, and suddenly laughed twice, "You? Shouldn't you? I don't know the words written on it What do you mean? Right?"

A long time ago, there was a guy who held a few books full of words, and deliberately came to it to show off, but when he finally asked, the guy didn’t know a word, but he just thought that the words in the book ?It looks good, and everyone else buys it, so I bought a stack and returned it.

That guy, obviously not a person, but unexpectedly likes the human way of life, likes to listen to dramas, likes to mix with humans?.

A Yao's expression didn't change, as if she was caught in her own emotions, she didn't respond for a while.

After a long time, Bingbing felt something was wrong, and shook the jade pendant vigorously: "Why are you in a daze?"

"I..." A Yao's face changed, she looked like she was about to cry, "I don't remember, I can't remember? Come on, why don't I remember, why don't I remember my relatives... "

The crying attracted the attention of Jiu Fangyuan and Lu Yunshu. Jiu Fangyuan frowned. He was a little annoyed by the noise. He was not in the ancestral hall. Seeing Fu Ji, which he should have seen, he is in a very good mood now Poor, and poor patience.

Lu Yunshu was in a good mood, leaned over, looked at Bingbing, and tsk-tsk: "You? Bullying her again?"

Bingbing felt bitter, her whole face wrinkled together?: "...I just asked her a question."

"what is the problem?"

Jiu Fangyuan asked calmly, and pulled Lu Yunshu to his side. His family was always hiding something, and he didn't feel very happy. Not happy.

Bingbing didn't want to talk anymore, so she directly handed the jade pendant forward: "Don't cry, you? Tell me, how did I offend you?"

Lu Yunshu: "..." He felt that Bingbing, in the world outside the book, was destined to be a straight man, the kind of straight man who couldn't find a girlfriend.

Ayao's voice was full of tears, she had already turned into a rigid body, and she couldn't really shed tears. It was rather funny: "I can't remember my family, I can't remember at all? Come on...no It should be like this, I seem to have no relatives, why, I am a person, how could I? No relatives..."

Lu Yunshu restrained his smile: "Isn't there something wrong with your memory? Is it normal that you can't remember clearly?"

"No, I don't have any memory at all." A Yao was wronged at first, but now she is a little anxious, "I shouldn't have forgotten so thoroughly, I can't remember? Come on, I am not a normal person, like, like yes……"

Jiu Fangyuan suddenly said: "It seems to have been created out of thin air?"

Lu Yunshu raised his eyes in surprise: "A Yuan?"

Jiu Fangyuan didn't look at him, his eyes were deep, and he stared at A Yao closely: "You? What else? Remember, besides Liu Zheng, other than the woman who appeared in your? memory? What do you remember about Chang'an City? "

A Yao was stopped by the question: "What else do I remember? Yes, what do I remember? I remember Wang Po, the ancestral hall, and... I don't remember."

Wang Po is the mother-in-law who once appeared in the illusion of A Yao's memory? The ancestral hall is the place where A Yao guided them to come.

Lu Yunshu tightened his hands suddenly: "Something's wrong!"

Something is wrong, everything is wrong, too...

"It went very smoothly." Jiu Fangyuan raised his eyelids, and his voice was cold and harsh, like an unsheathed blade, with the force of cutting people, "Going along the way, guessing the identity of Fuji, everything went too smoothly , as if someone led us here."

He looked sideways at the memorial tablet, and said in a firm tone, "It's refuge."

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, the sunlight disappeared, and the surroundings were dark, except for a little light on the table where the memorial tablet was enshrined.

In the next second, the tablets fell down one after another and fell to the ground with a crash. At the same time, there was a voice with a smile, and the laughter lasted for a long time.

"It's not Fu Ji, you? You can call me Mo Ran, I'm not dead, are you happy?"

Lu Yunshu shuddered, and shrank away from Jiufangyuan: "My ears should be right?"

Jiu Fangyuan had a complicated expression: "It's not you? There's something wrong with the ear, it's the speaker who has a problem."

Lu Yunshu was silent for a while, and he didn't know how to refute this sentence. He touched his nose, grabbed Jiu Fangyuan's sleeve, and smiled softly: "He is the voice we heard outside the ancestral hall before, he just now Said he was Mo Ran?"

Jiu Fangyuan's tone was indifferent: "He is sick."

There was a curtain behind the table where the memorial tablet was placed. The curtain was lifted, and someone came out from inside. The man was tall and thin, with an enchanting gait, with a high bun on the back of his head, heavy makeup, and a flower at the end of his eye.

This person has a seven-point resemblance to the woman in Ayao's memory illusion, and the seven-part resemblance is in the makeup. The remaining three-part resemblance is the body shape. Even if he puts on a woman's makeup, his movements and expressions are the same There is no difference, but judging from his height and posture, this man is indeed a man.

Lu Yunshu had an absurd expression on his face: "That's fucking okay?!"

Jiu Fangyuan's complexion is also not very good-looking, how could he? Unexpectedly, the monk who was wearing a snow-colored monk's robe before would turn into such a look.

"Don't you believe that I am Mo Ran?" The man was originally smiling, and his face suddenly changed as soon as he finished speaking, "Why don't you believe me? Why don't you believe that I am Mo Ran? Do you think Mo Ran is dead? Let me tell you guys, Mo Ran is not dead, she is not dead!"

Lu Yunshu lowered his eyelids, suddenly feeling a little depressed.

Love is the most murderous thing in the world. When the one you love dies, how much pain will the one left in this world suffer?

He dare not imagine, maybe he has been wrong all along, he thinks that the world is prosperous and everything is lovely, if the person he loves can stay in the world for a long time, he can experience this beauty.

but.

Maybe the love is deep, maybe Huiji will be hurt, maybe his departure will take away all the perception of the person he loves, and take away a still beating heart.

Lu Yunshu closed his eyes, his nose was a little sore, he found Jiu Fangyuan's hand, and squeezed the person around him tightly.

He regretted it, and he didn't let go.

He did something wrong, he shouldn't have left Jiufangyuan alone.

"I'm in your?hands?."

Jiu Fangyuan glanced at him, didn't ask why, didn't ask what he was going to do, what he was thinking, just said this sentence.

Lu Yunshu smiled, the corners of his eyes were still red: "I won't let you go."

The person who had been neglected all this time was unwilling to be lonely, and walked a little closer. As he approached, the surrounding light became brighter, and one could see a little bit of the appearance of a monk in white from his face.

He is indeed refuge.

Guiji's gaze didn't stay on Jiufangyuan and Lu Yunshu for too long. He looked at Bingbing, and was going to look at the jade pendant in Bingbing's hand.

"Do you know why you came here alive? Because you saved her." Guiji pointed to Ayao on the jade pendant, his expression became less enchanting than before, his tone was indifferent, "If you kill her, you will also be buried with her."

Bingbing suddenly felt that the jade pendant in her hand was a little hot, and wanted to throw it away, but she didn't dare, so she just froze in place.

Jiu Fangyuan glanced at A Yao, then looked at Fu Ji: "She is not A Yao, she is Mo Ran, she is you? A living dead made from Mo Ran's bones, right?"

Fu Ji had a gloomy expression and did not answer.

Jiu Fangyuan said self-consciously: "Because Mo Ran has no remnants, she has no nostalgia for this world, and she doesn't even have desires, so we only guessed half right before, you really made her a living A dead person, but she is different from other living dead, you can't keep her as she was, you can only give her a soul, fabricate her memory, and make her become... A Yao."

"So even if you? turned into a lunatic, it didn't hurt her."

Fu Ji remained silent. In the silent ancestral hall, there was only A Yao's voice: "So I'm not A Yao, I'm Mo Ran? No, how could I? It's... ah!"

Suddenly, there was a bright white light in the ancestral hall, and A Yao screamed out.

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