The bright moon sits on the ground

Tian Wanyan was awakened by the first ray of light in the morning.

She tidied up a bit, rubbed her sore waist, left a small bag of broken silver, picked up her bag, pushed open the dilapidated wooden door, and walked along the muddy path in the direction she remembered. ,? I met the coachman at the entrance of the village.

Nie Qiu didn't seem to be here last night. As for where he went, Tian Wanyan guessed that it was related to the Bu family. After all, what he was holding was the copper bell of the Bu family, and the Fengxue Mountain Range was not far from here. He It's normal to want to drop by to have a look.

However, the Bu family has obviously been destroyed, so there should be no one there, so how did he get involved with the Bu family?

Such a thought flashed through Tian Wanyan's mind, and her intuition told her that there were many secrets hidden in Nie Qiu.

But she wasn't interested, and didn't want to know, so she quickly put such thoughts behind her, and got into the carriage with the help of the coachman, drank a glass of water, and ate some pastries to fill her stomach.

The sun was shining, and the air in the mountains was extraordinarily fresh. It flowed into the carriage through layers of bead curtains, spreading out a piece of golden ears of rice. Tian Wanyan yawned lazily, leaning his head on the window lattice Beside him, his eyes were slightly closed, and he closed his eyes to rest his mind.

This may be her last free time, at least for a long time.

Nie Qiu was already very polite, Tian Wanyan thought, when he heard the identity of his Tian family, he was at most surprised.

If it is left to other people to judge, most of them will not be able to understand her choice.

They would insult her, scold her, nail her to the pillar of shame, and criticize her from the perspective of morality and benevolence.

The Tian family peeks at the destiny, and they will often have hallucinations when they reach middle age. This situation will become more serious as the number of divinations increases. In the later stage, let alone emotional breakdown, many people will fall from the cliff of the Tian family. He jumped down and went to his death.

Tian Wanyan's mother was like this, crying loudly, laughing crazily, crying and laughing, grabbing her cuffs, asking her never to step into Tian's house again, asking her never to touch the art of divination At that time, Tian Wanyan was only 11 years old. She was so frightened when she saw this scene.

Then, the woman smiled with satisfaction, turned around and opened the window, and jumped off the Peeping Star Pavilion, dead.

What would those people think if they lived through that hellish scene?

What to save the world, what to replace.people.Eliminating disasters, taking disasters to the other side has nothing to do with her.

Tian Wanyan opened her eyes, and there was a natural coldness in her brows and eyes, which had a hint of mockery.

And her uncle, that man who has always been meek, the head of the Tian family of this generation, Tian Ling, is the kind of person she can't understand the most. However, even if she can't understand, Tian Wanyan still admires him and his rock-solid determination. willpower.

Forty, there are almost no descendants of the Tian family who can live to this age, and who are often exposed to divination.

Although every time he meets Tian Ling, he always looks calm and calm, but Tian Wanyan has seen too many Tian family members go crazy because of this, so he naturally knows that Tian Ling's sanity has been cracking for a long time, and he doesn't know why. will collapse completely.

Introduce Nie Qiu to him, and let him know that this is the heir of the Nie family who he has calculated to be a shocking hexagram, and now he has already half-stepped into the threshold of the celestial master, and he is also with the Bu family and the Qing family. Will it bring him some comfort?

Tian Wanyan caressed the silver bracelet on her wrist, thinking that it would be great if she could pull Tian Ling out of the state that was on the verge of madness.

However, this should be harder than climbing to the sky, she thought again, I heard that almost every head of the Tian family, the Bu family, and the Qing family could not escape this disaster. Patriarch, no one can have a good death.

When thinking of this, Tian Wanyan heard the coachman outside the carriage shout "Mr. Nie", and stopped his thoughts in a timely manner.

She opened the bead curtain, squinted her eyes, and realized that Nie Qiu was coming from the direction of the village chief's residence.

Although his expression was as usual, the light in his eyes was obscure and complicated, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed a little restless.

Tian Wanyan watched Nie Qiu step into the carriage, raised his hand to make him a cup of tea, and asked, "Have Mr. Nie eaten breakfast?"

Nie Qiu nodded his thanks, and took the hot cup of tea, "Well, I ate something casually to pad my stomach."

It must have been breakfast at the village chief's house, Tian Wanyan had a solid idea, and didn't ask any further questions.

The sound of horseshoes sounded, and the carriage moved forward slowly, just like the previous few days, as if there was no difference.

But both Nie Qiu and Tian Wanyan knew that the leisure and tranquility during the journey was about to be broken. This was the end of one story and the beginning of another, but Tan Rongchong, who was in the center of the storm, knew nothing about it.

At this moment, he was looking at the snow on Lingyan Lake.

Xiayan City is warm all year round like spring, and it rarely snows. Even if it snows, it is no different from colder raindrops. Small and gentle, like sugar sprinkled one after another, it tastes like ice in the mouth. It's not sweet, it's indescribably cold, with a hint of bitterness, it melts in the mouth, gradually turning into a puddle of ice water, warmed by the heat of the abdomen.

Lu Huairan and Shen Chuping stood a few steps behind him, looked at each other, and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

After Tan Rongchong made such a trip, when he returned to Xiayan City, his whole body became strange.

Obviously it looks normal, there is no injury on the body, and it is still the same when talking, but it seems to have lost its soul, making tea can pour hot water on the book, forgetting to wear a waist belt when going out, and going out. For a moment, he said that he would pull out all the lotus flowers in the mansion, but changed his mind when the construction was about to start, sighed and said "reluctantly", and sent all the handymen away.

However, he really couldn't bear those ubiquitous lotus flowers, so he moved out first and lived in the inn.

There should be no things in this world that Tan Rongchong can't solve. A large part of it can be solved with the financial resources of the Qin family, and the rest can be solved with those exquisite and weird Gu-controlling skills—but the emotions he is showing now are not. It was more sad and tormented than when the water corpses on Lingyan Lake were suppressed in the past 20 years, as if trying to endure some kind of pain.

Lu Huairan and Shen Chuping also asked him insincerely, but their young masters refused to reveal a word.

Tan Hongchong couldn't ask any more questions, and Yuehua who went with him at the beginning was nowhere to be seen, so they really had nothing to do.

As I said before, when it rarely snows in Xiayan City, it only falls in bursts and stops soon.

The lake is damp and cold, Lu Huairan has a strong physique, and Shen Chuping, who has practiced martial arts since he was a child, is more resistant to the cold than Qin Rongchong, who knows no martial arts at all. Just freezing there abruptly, Lu Huairan even suspected that he did it on purpose, because of a serious illness, and he forgot everything from then on.

However, he remembered that among the Gu worms driven by Tan Rongchong, there were indeed such effects.

If Tan Rongchong really wanted to forget, how could he deliberately ignore this?

When thinking of this, Lu Huairan sighed leisurely, praying that his young master could go back to rest soon.

Shen Chuping patted the back of his head, and reminded him in a low voice: "It seems that someone is coming."

There are guards stationed on the shore of the lake, the young master said beforehand that he doesn't want to be disturbed, so it is impossible for ordinary people to pass by the guards, unless, unless the person who comes is someone who is very familiar with the guards, and also someone who is very familiar with Qin Rongchong.

The water vapor on Lingyan Lake is thick, smoky, and the weather is cold. From a distance, it is difficult to see who it is.

However, both Lu Huairan and Shen Chuping had a strange premonition that the people crossing the lake seemed to come here to solve their troubles and to explain why Tan Rongchong was so distraught.

The boat broke through the mist on the water surface, and the pale colors scattered away. The wind whistled softly. The visitor closed the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and put it aside casually. The long knife at his waist swayed gently with his movements. Make a slight grinding sound.

Both Lu and Chen heaved a sigh of relief at the same time, and from a distance, they clasped their fists together and called out, "Mr. Nie."

Nie Qiu closed his eyes and returned the salute. At the same time, the boat was getting very close, so he jumped onto the huge boat.

It was not the Guilian boat that he had seen before, but a lake blue boat that he had never seen before.

Tan Rongchong stood at the bow of the boat and turned around when he heard the sound. The expression on his face was not surprised, as if this was something he expected, but also unexpected. He just hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Mr. Nie Was it entrusted by Yuehua?"

"Yes." Nie Qiu recalled what Tian Wanyan said, "She said, she won't come here, and wait until Mr. Tan really thinks it through, and then go to the old place to find her. What she wants is nothing more than It's just an answer, whether it's good or bad, she accepts it."

It is impossible for Tian Wanyan to be as free and easy as she said.

She didn't want to cry out in front of Tan Rongchong, nor did she want to give up so easily.

Therefore, she chose to make such a decision, only asking for an answer, and then left without looking back.

At this time, Tan Rongchong showed a little helpless and distressed emotion, sighed, and said: "Since Yuehua invited Mr. Nie over, it must be to let you summon ghosts? In fact, she mentioned it to me a long time ago. I was declined."

The reason for the refusal is actually very simple, Gu Huazhi has already fallen into a long sleep, and he should not be awakened because of his selfish desires.

"Gu Huazhi is a quiet person," Tan Rongchong said, "Since he has escaped the shackles, he should not be thrown into the secular world."

Nie Qiu asked: "Is this what you think deep in your heart?"

Tan Rongchong stared at Nie Qiu in a daze, and after a while, smiled self-deprecatingly, "No, I really want to see him again."

But what about after meeting?Ask him if he has the slightest liking for himself?Ask him what he was thinking when he gave the lotus in the title of Chihu as a gift?These answers are meaningless and will only make him feel more pain.

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Nie." Tan Rongchong said softly, "I don't even remember his appearance very well."

Time has passed for too long, and the running water never stops, washing away Gu Huazhi in his memory. Whenever he recalls the past, he can only remember that person's elegant and indifferent demeanor like a lotus flower, and remember the words he said Words and sentences, but I can't remember exactly what expression he had when he said these words, and I can't remember how he was so magnificent that everyone who met him fell in love with him.

It's like carefully drawing a picture, but the cup was knocked over, and the splashed water smudged every ink stain.

"I don't think Gu Huazhi is the kind of person who will be trapped by the world of mortals." He pulled the jade pendant around his waist and continued, "I asked Xu Fengzi, he passed away nine years ago In nine years, even if he is reincarnated, he can already run and dance."

Lu Huairan and Shen Chuping pricked up their ears to listen, and looked at each other, feeling as if they had heard some big secret.

A soft female voice resounded leisurely, with the tone of a singing opera, and said in Nie Qiu's ear: "He has indeed been reincarnated. If Mr. Nie can come to his previous birthday, Chen Rong may be able to calculate it." Where is he at this time?"

Sure enough, Nie Qiu was not surprised by this result, not only him, but Tan Rongchong and Tian Wanyan already knew the result.

The raw ghost floated out from the copper bell, wearing a bright red wedding dress, and the steps on its head swayed slightly. It raised a finger, pointed to the jade pendant with the lotus titled by Chihu on Qin Rongchong's waist, and said, "However, He unintentionally left a remnant of soul on it."

"Perhaps the Gu Huazhi you are talking about is not a fairy who doesn't care about the world of mortals at all."

After it finished speaking, it turned to look at Nie Qiu. The bright red around its lips was astonishingly dazzling.