The bright moon sits on the ground

Bu Chenyuan walked out of Bu Chenrong's room with a heavy heart.

After the mansion was closed, the sound of continuous impacts outside gradually became much quieter, and only the sound of copper bells shaking gently remained in the quiet night.

Bu Chenyuan wanted to raise his head to look at the bright moon, but thought that the moon was also covered at this time, how could he see it.

She was thinking of going to Bu Chenyuan, and happened to pass Uncle Zhong's low building on the way, so she went in to have a look.

Fortunately, Uncle Zhong didn't rest yet, and let her in after hearing Bu Chenyuan's voice.

When Bu Chenyuan entered, Uncle Zhong was sitting on a chair by the window with a book in his hand, as if he was disturbed by her halfway through the book.

"Excuse me." Bu Chenyuan cupped his hands lightly, seeing that Uncle Zhong waved his hand indifferently, and then approached.

She sat on the chair opposite Uncle Zhong and asked, "Uncle Zhong, how are you?"

"I'm getting old, and I suddenly move my muscles and bones, which makes me feel sore and backache now." Uncle Zhong said, putting the book in his hand aside casually, "Sure enough, when people are old, they should give up their seats to you guys sooner." These juniors."

Bu Chenyuan smiled, "You're joking again, isn't it you that the famous 'sending ghosts to guard the bell' decades ago was talking about?"

In the direct bloodline of the previous generation, there are only two brothers, father and Uncle Zhong. Uncle Zhong can summon ghosts silently at the age of seven, and can conjure evil spirits at the age of 11, which is several years earlier than his father. The seat of the head of the family, at the age of 25, he went out for nearly ten years before returning.

He took the position of bell ringer of the Bu family. Naturally, he was not afraid of staying outside at night. After all, in the eyes of those evil spirits, he was no different from a copper bell that could not be gnawed or pushed away.

Uncle Zhong was merciful when he was young, but he didn't have any biological children, so his family members were surprised.

Therefore, when it was said that Bu Chenyuan was his son, few people doubted it.

"If you mention the past, it will make my old face blush."

Uncle Zhong waved his hand, but his face changed into a solemn and serious expression.

He said: "The one who hurt Rong'er was the ghost she recruited herself?"

Bu Chenyuan was taken aback, "Did Uncle Zhong hear what the other disciples said?"

The gray-haired man let out a long sigh, as if he was about to vomit out all the hardships of his life with this sigh.

Uncle Zhong shook his head, "Sure enough, it's here."

Bu Chenyuan's heart skipped a beat suddenly, she wanted to ask more questions, but Uncle Zhong continued by himself.

"Taoists follow the trend, and celestial masters reverse the destiny for others. Have you heard this sentence?"

Bu Chenyuan nodded.

"Our Bu family mainly learns the art of attracting ghosts and exorcising ghosts. The most important thing is to deal with the king of the underworld. How much does it have to do with reversing the destiny?" Uncle Zhong said, "Among the several celestial master families, only the Tian family's calculations The technique is similar to this saying, and how can anyone in the world be able to do something like 'reversing the destiny'? Presumably the person who said this has only been in contact with the Tian family, and he doesn't know how the other families are, so he did it Such a misunderstanding."

"However, there is another sentence behind him, but it is not widely known."

Uncle Zhong tapped heavily on the wooden handrail with his index finger, and said: "What the celestial master does is against the way of heaven, so he will be born short-lived, and each generation will decline more and more, and the number of people will be less than each generation. disappear."

"Don't you find it strange why I don't have any biological heirs?" Uncle Zhong sneered, "Your father and I are twins, born to the same mother, and the next generation, except your grandfather There are also two brothers and a younger sister, why don't they have any heirs? It's just because, according to the law of heaven, only the least talented one in a generation can have an heir, so the offspring they give birth to will only be more talented from generation to generation worse."

He grabbed it hard with his fingers and crushed the armrest forcefully, "There is only one celestial master left in this generation of the Tian family."

"Tell me, how long can our Bu family last?"

After Uncle Zhong finished speaking, he leaned back as if he was out of strength, "If you want to continue the family, you can only give up the secret techniques of the Bu family, and learn from those Taoist priests to follow the trend, don't think about those who help people drive away ghosts and misfortunes. That's the matter, the more we deal with ghosts, the more we will become inhuman and ghostless, and in the end, there will be no yang energy left in our bodies."

Bu Chenyuan was shocked when he heard that, "The little girl is..."

"She is not from our Bu family, but she has learned the secret art of the Bu family." The gloom on Uncle Zhong's face deepened. He lowered his eyes and said, "This is even more disrespectful. Heaven's revenge comes from her." here we go."

He stood up suddenly, pulled out a box from the cabinet, and dumped all the contents on the ground.

There were dozens of broken copper bells inside, which lost their luster and were no different from ordinary copper bells.

"So many copper bells have been broken over the years, and they all broke suddenly," Zhong Shu said, "Your father and I have been looking for a solution for decades, but we are still powerless. How can the body be reversed?"

He pointed his hand at the Xuxu pattern on Bu Chenyuan's shoulder, and said, "Chenyuan, you should know why the symbol of our Bu family is not those auspicious beasts like Qilin Baize, but an evil ghost like Xuxu— —”

"The Bu family has never believed in the way of heaven."

Uncle Zhong said word by word, the ghosts on the second and third floors upstairs seemed to understand his words, they became agitated, roared sharply, and hit the wall and the ground fiercely, as if they wanted to vent their innermost feelings Depressed and angry.

Bu Chenyuan had nothing to say.

From entering to leaving, she spoke only a few words.

Bu Chenyuan has dealt with ghosts since she was a child, and can see those ferocious evil spirits. At first, she was afraid, and often woke up crying in the middle of the night. Later, she gradually got used to them. She is not even afraid of those evil spirits. Now she can call her There is almost nothing to be afraid of.

However, she was really scared tonight, she was so scared that she felt cold all over, her mind went blank, and she couldn't even walk steadily.

Bu Chenyuan didn't know how she bid farewell to Uncle Zhong. She left there in a daze, stumbled along the path, and walked under the trees full of flowers. Fortunately, she still remembered that she was going to visit him. Bu Chenyuan, even though he was uneasy, still walked in that direction subconsciously.

By the time she came to her senses, she had already walked to Bu Chenyuan's door.

Bu Chenyuan seldom looks for Bu Chenyuan, because her whereabouts are too eye-catching, so it is basically Bu Chenyuan who comes to her, but she still remembers what Qing Buchenyuan's room looks like. The furnishings in her house seem to be similar to those in her own house.

The girl in red just felt oppressed in her heart, the burden on her shoulders almost made her breathless, and she was almost unable to perform simple actions such as knocking on the door.

She pursed her lips, stood quietly in front of Bu Chenyuan's door, and listened to the soft rustling voices inside for a while.

Bu Chenyuan seemed to be bandaging his own wound, and when he was in pain, he took a low breath of air-conditioning, but the voice was very soft, like the breeze that often blows through the mountains, neither warm nor cold, but it can make people feel comfortable.

Bu Chenyuan raised her head, her long hair slid from her shoulders to her back, she raised her head, like Uncle Zhong did before, sighing long and heavily, but silently.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, pretending that she had just arrived, and asked, "Chen Yuan, have you fallen asleep?"

After a while, Bu Chenyuan's voice came from inside the door, "Not yet." He didn't seem to expect that Bu Chenyuan would really come, and felt a little cramped for a while, tidying up the things that had nothing to do Only then did Bu Chenyuan come in.

Bu Chenyuan closed the door, turned around and saw Bu Chenyuan casually put on a robe.

She couldn't help frowning, and reprimanded: "Is it not bandaged yet?"

After she said this, both of them couldn't help being stunned. This scene was really similar to when Bu Chenyuan sneaked into Bu Chenyuan's room a few years ago.The tone of her sullen face was exactly the same as at this time.

Bu Chenyuan came back to his senses, covered his lips and smiled.

Bu Chenyuan also shrugged his shoulders slightly, turned his head to the side and chuckled a few times.

This small episode instantly shortened the distance between the two people who hadn't been so close for a long time. There was still a smile in Bu Chenyuan's eyes, and she followed the tone of that time and said: "Chen Yuan, Come here and let me see how your injuries are doing."

Bu Chenyuan took off his robe as he said, and there was indeed a deep scar on his back, it was inconvenient for him to bandage the wound, as soon as he raised his hand, the wound on his arm was painful, just now Tossing there until Bu Chenyuan knocked on the door.

He sat on the edge of the bed, Bu Chenyuan took the white cloth on the side, and took out a bottle of wound medicine specially obtained from the doctor from his arms, sat behind Bu Chenyuan, unscrewed the bottle, and poured it into his hand. After taking some, he wiped away the wound on his back.

This medicine is very effective, it doesn't hurt when you apply it, it only feels icy and cool. When Bu Chenyuan first applied it, you can see that Bu Chenyuan subconsciously tightened his body, his back was raised, and the obvious waistline in the middle It was as deep as a ravine——she involuntarily curled the corners of her lips, but didn't say anything. After a few seconds, Bu Chenyuan quickly relaxed her body.

The room suddenly fell silent.

After a while, Bu Chenyuan felt the muscles under her hands tremble slightly, and Bu Chenyuan's voice reached her fingertips and ears at the same time, "The moonlight in the mountains is very bright tonight, but unfortunately you didn't see it."

Even if she was outside, she couldn't see it, only the evil spirits that filled the sky.

But Bu Chenyuan didn't say it, just nodded, and realized after a while that Bu Chenyuan couldn't see it, so he responded, "Life is long, I will see it one day."

Bu Chenyuan let out a "hmm", "How is little sister?"

Bu Chenyuan told him roughly, but he didn't say what Bu Chenrong said to her later.

She wrapped a white cloth around Bu Chenyuan twice, and tied an inconspicuous knot on his shoulder, and heard Bu Chenyuan ponder for a while and regretted, "The wound on her face and her right eye..."

Although Bu Chenyuan and Bu Chenrong don't have much contact, but Bu Chenrong has a pleasant personality. When he was young, he went out with a few disciples and insisted on pestering them to buy candied haws for him. After buying them, he would often go to Bu Chenyuan's place. Go to the short building and secretly stuffed candied haws for him—in the end, both of them had toothaches for a few days. Bu Chenyuan gave Bu Chenrong a lesson and told her to eat less sweet things in the future. With tears in his eyes, he said he remembered it, but later he still bought it secretly, and continued to stuff it for Bu Chenyuan.

After growing up, Bu Chenrong restrained a lot. After she started learning secret arts from Uncle Zhong, she didn't get in touch with Bu Chenyuan very much. Occasionally, when she thought of it, she brought some novelty things to him, which made the two of them feel different. Relations have always been good.

This time, Bu Chenyuan didn't continue to hesitate like she did all the way, she said: "I have my own way."

Bu Chenyuan subconsciously said: "What way?"

As soon as the people behind were silent, Bu Chenyuan knew he shouldn't ask.After hesitating for a while, he turned around and looked at Bu Chenyuan with downcast eyes. Seeing that there was something wrong with her face, he felt uneasy in his heart.

"Shouldn't I know?" The half-naked teenager bit his lower lip and asked.

Bu Chenyuan raised his head abruptly, but looked into his eyes unexpectedly, and only then did he vaguely understand what the complex emotions Bu Chenyuan concealed under his eyelashes every time he stood on the high platform and looked at her from a distance.

Bu Chenyuan was abandoned by his mother when he was a child. He has an introverted personality. He has few friends but many enemies. After returning to Bu's house, he was also excluded by everyone because of his status. The whole mansion is a protective umbrella for others. It was like a prison for him.

He lives lonely and unwilling.

Bu Chenyuan thought of the fragile and beautiful white flowers, which fell from the branches, were trampled by everyone, and crushed to the ground.

He should know, he should know, but Bu Chenyuan didn't want to tell anyone before doing it.

However, an unreasonable impulse surged up from her confidant, forcing her to open her mouth and answer: "The doctor said that there is a medicine in the Imperial City that can heal the wound on her face. I will ask for it in a few days."

"I will give her my eyes." Bu Chenyuan said, "Senior Sister Qing's 'birth' ghost can take everything and plant it."

The person in front of her fell silent after listening. Bu Chenyuan took a deep breath, still feeling that she shouldn't say it in advance, but she couldn't take back what she said, so she stood up and wanted to leave, "I'll go first back to..."

Before she finished speaking, Bu Chenyuan suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Bu Chenyuan didn't even think that Bu Chenyuan would make a move, so he was completely defenseless for a while, only feeling the world spinning for a while, and then he clasped his wrist and pressed him down.

"Bu Chenyuan, haven't you considered yourself?"

His voice didn't sound like his own, but more like a ferocious beast, poking its head out from the gap in the cage and roaring.

There was a rush of blood in Bu Chenyuan's chest, and a fishy and sweet breath rose from her throat, which she swallowed forcefully again.

She raised her head to look at Bu Chenyuan, but most of his face was covered by long hair hanging down. She couldn't make out the expression, she could only feel the hand holding her wrist trembling slightly, fearful and angry The ground trembled, as if it was not Bu Chenyuan who made that sound just now, but herself.

As the next Patriarch of the Bu Family, how could she not have considered herself.

Along the way, Bu Chenyuan's mind was filled with various thoughts, and in the end he only settled on the last one.

Uncle Zhong said that the way of heaven punished Bu Chenrong, but why did Bu Chenrong become a "bronze bell"?

Regardless of whether it was Tiandao who made a mistake, or sympathetically gave them a glimmer of life, Bu Chenyuan must hold this kind of opportunity in his hands.

Bu Chenrong is her little sister, and it's that loophole.

She doesn't have the talent to learn the secret arts of the Bu family, so let Bu Chenyuan's eyes that can see ghosts make up for it. She suffered from frequent illnesses when she was a child, and she couldn't really show her strength, so let the best in the world Medicinal materials are used to make up, after all, it is necessary to save her life.

Even if there is no one in the Bu family after decades, Bu Chenrong has to live and find a way to reverse the destiny.

Bu Chenyuan didn't answer Bu Chenyuan's words for a while, but after a while, he felt something hot, dripping down on her cheeks, sliding down the corners of her eyes, and wet her temples.

"I give her my eyes."

Bu Chenyuan said softly: "Don't give your eyes to my little sister, can you?"

Bu Chenyuan was slightly moved.

She slowly withdrew her hand from Bu Chenyuan's hand, leaving several red marks on her wrist, but she didn't care, she raised her hand and brushed Bu Chenyuan's loose long hair behind his ear, and used her fingertips to After wiping away the tear stains on his face, the tears in Bu Chenyuan's eyes were like pearls with broken strings, when she touched them, they rolled in the eyes and fell continuously.

Bu Chenyuan had never seen him cry before, and it dawned on him when he saw him at this moment, and felt that he looked very much like the loving and cunning disciple of the Divine Cauldron Sect that his mother said, with red eyes like a rabbit, and lips pursed A line, but he didn't cry at all when he spoke. If his tears didn't drip on his face, Bu Chenyuan might not have noticed that he was crying.

"Chen Yuan." Bu Chenyuan caressed the corners of his reddened eyes, and felt that his eyes, which had not cried for a long time, were also very sore.

She forced a smile, but the pain in Bu Chenyuan's eyes made his heart almost burst.

She said: "It's a destiny that cannot be broken, but I still want to give it a try."