The bright moon sits on the ground

In the clear autumn and bright moon, the red maple blows away the shimmering waves, disturbing the swimming fish.

Nie Qiu just passed her 22nd birthday.

Saying "birthday" is actually not accurate.In fact, Nie Chi picked him up on the twenty-ninth day of the Yang month. Because it was late autumn, Nie Chi chose the word "autumn" for him. As for when Nie Qiu was born, I'm afraid no one knows.

It doesn't matter if the birthday is not over, he doesn't care, even if it's his birthday, at this time, he still has to flatter those dignitaries.

Nie Qiu found an excuse, and managed to escape from the intertwining of cups and cups, walked through the corridor alone, and walked into the back.court.

The jackdaw flitted across the branches, disturbing the night. If he felt something, he looked up and saw three crescent moons in the sky. Nie Qiu thought it was because he was not good at drinking, so he tried to drink some more. ?So there was an afterimage in front of his eyes,?So he slowed down for a while, and then raised his eyes to look. Surrounded by the stars, the three crescent moons were more obvious, as if they were within reach.

After looking at it for a long time, you will feel that the raised end is faintly red, as if blood will drip at any time.

I can't tell what Nie Qiu feels at this time, is it fear, is it frightened, is it in awe?neither.He stared blankly at the bright moon hanging high in the night, and a thought suddenly came to his mind: something is going to happen.But what it was, he didn't know.

This Nie's mansion was very lively, it was clearly celebrating his birthday, but the birthday party left Nie's mansion in the dark.

His footsteps were fast and hurried, as if he was being pulled over by something.

However, Nie Qiu had no fear in his heart, he just took steps, ran, ran, and kept moving forward.

In the dead of night, there was no one around, even the candlelight in the lantern in front of the door was deprived, the eyes were gray, and the shadows followed him quietly, staring at him, waiting for him to be cornered at any moment, they would pounce on him. Come up and tear him to pieces.

Nie Qiu kept walking, walking through the winding alleys, and borrowed the afterglow of the bright moon from the gaps in the eaves to illuminate the long road ahead.He didn't know where he was going, he didn't know what he was going to do, it was all based on his mind, but he walked so smoothly, it even gave him an illusion, as if a hot lamp was burning in his heart. The bright light is guiding him in the direction.

He didn't realize that he had come to Yaoxian Terrace until the turtle-shaped peak lying low on the east side of the mountains came into view.

Nie Qiu knew that there should be forbidden soldiers guarding under the Yaoxiantai, and for some reason, the Yaoxiantai was quiet tonight, and there was not a single forbidden soldier. Get down and welcome him into the urn.

He didn't hesitate for too long, and quickly took the first step. With the first step, the second step, the third step...all became logical. Nie Qiu pushed aside the many branches and leaves, and stepped into the air In the smelly soil, after about a cup of tea, his narrow field of vision suddenly opened up, and a pool of water came into his sight like this, full of moonlight, shimmering like red mercury.

When he came back to his senses, Nie Qiu had already bypassed the boulder that looked like a tree stump on the bank and fell into the pool.

The water in the pool is not deep, just below his waist, but it is stained with the lonely autumn colors, and it also adds a bit of biting chill.

When everyone followed the vision to find them, what they saw was this scene: the adopted fourth son of the Nie family was standing in the icy water of the pool, half of his body was submerged under the pool, as dark as the long night of midnight. His hair spread out on the surface of the water, rising and falling with the waves. At this time, the bright moon was hidden behind the clouds, and there was no light everywhere. Only in his palm holding a puddle of water, there was a stream of light floating, faintly visible, glowing with jade. The luster is like a bright moon holding three rounds of each other, bright and flawless.

The air seemed to be frozen for a moment, and the next moment, the stream of light poured into his sleeve, and the accumulated water fell from between his fingers, splashing water.

At this moment, the same words appeared in everyone's minds, Mingyue, Junyao, Chishui...and, Sanhuyue.

Therefore, everyone had to admit that Nie Qiu's shocking hexagram when he was five years old was indeed true.

Since then, Nie Qiu's title of high priest has logically fallen on Nie Qiu's head. The major sects of the righteous way have promoted him as an example, and in fact, they also regard him as a scapegoat. After dinner, people always talk about this matter, saying Nie Qiu was really lucky.

After autumn, the winter solstice, the cold current raged, and the Fengxue Mountains never snowed, but now there was a layer of snow that could reach the ankles.

When Xu Lang heard the news, he was already in great grief, his thoughts flooded in like a tide, but it was difficult for him to distinguish carefully.

The piercing chill floating in the air is not something that can be seen normally, but the gusts of sinister wind brought by countless innocent souls.

He rushed to the Fengxue Mountains in a hurry, and he was prepared in his heart, but the scene in front of him was so tragic that he even hid his eyes and ears, and didn't dare to look directly - the Bu family's mansion was dismantled to pieces, and the wreckage , Some fell into the turbulent river and fell down the waterfall, while others hung on the stakes, precariously, and maybe a gust of wind could blow them off.

The person who told him the news said this: "The Bu family has completely collapsed, and it will end in this generation."

Xu Lang was stunned for a moment, pulled the man eagerly, and repeatedly confirmed: "It's broken? Where's Bu Chenrong? How is she?"

The man replied: "Bu Chenrong is dead."

Xu Lang murmured, "Dead? How is it possible?"

The little fairy who came to pass on the message was originally not very close to Xu Lang. Hearing the words, most of his patience was worn out. He waved Xu Lang's hand and said, "Don't you mortals know the meaning of death best? If you If you think I'm lying to you, go and see for yourself."

Except for Pojun Xingjun who happened to meet him, no one knew that Xu Lang handed Chu Lang's nectar to Bu Chenrong to drink.

Bu Chenrong's lifespan is linked to the tens of thousands of copper bells in the Bu family. If what the little fairy said is true, then, Xu Lang thought, there can only be two causes of Bu Chenrong's death: the first one, those copper bells It was destroyed in an instant, but this is obviously impossible, and Bu Chenrong would not allow it; and the second one, Xu Lang felt panic just thinking about it, he didn't want to think about it, but he had to admit However, only the second situation is more likely to happen - Bu Chenrong gave up eternal life and chose to die.

Thinking of this, looking at the ruins of the Bu family mansion in front of him, Xu Lang's heart became more and more heavy.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Xu Lang took the first step towards the mansion.The soles of his feet touched soft and tough vines. He didn't dare to lower his head to look at the rushing river, but just walked forward on his own, crossing the threshold with a corner missing, over the collapsed beams, around the sunken floor, He knew that he didn't need to go any further, and he didn't need to find out the answer. The scene in front of him had already proved everything.

The dried blood flowed all over the ground, coiled into a twisted shape, crawled like a tree root, and flowed all the way to Xu Lang's feet.

On the broken floor lay two corpses, both young girls, with no similarities in appearance.

A girl is wearing a loose gown, which is no different from a mourning dress except for the red string around her waist.She is very handsome, with slightly different eye colors, one is light brown, the other is dark black, half of her face seems to be sewn on, there is an indescribable weirdness.

And the other girl was wearing a dark red dress with flame-like patterns on the corners.If you look closely, it's not a pattern, but a bloodstain that stays here all year round, and it can't be washed off.Her cuffs slid to the crook of her arms, revealing the scratches on her arms, which were horrifying. Looking down her wrist, her fingertips were black, as if she had been poisoned and had not recovered from a long-term illness.Pushing away the messy long hair, one can clearly see the pale face, with black eyebrows, a small mole under the left eye, and nothing in the right eye socket.

Xu Lang recognized that the first one was Bu Chenrong, and the second was the one she always called "Sister Yuan"... Bu Chenyuan.

In this world of ice and snow, the corpse decayed very slowly, and he could only smell a faint smell of corpse in his breath, which was not unbearable. He collected himself, bent down, and rummaged around Bu Chenyuan for a while, trying to Find the brass bell she left behind.

Xu Lang felt that there was something wrong at first, after he found the copper bell, he turned the side with the engraved words over and took a closer look. Sure enough, if the person lying on the ground was really Bu Chenyuan, then there should be "" on the copper bell. However, the word "Yuan" is engraved on the copper bell. The red font is a little distorted, and it is clearly displayed in front of Xu Lang, which hurts his eyes.

However, the two of them have both passed away, and there is a big secret in it, and Xu Lang has no way of knowing it.

There was a wound on Bu Chenrong's waist and abdomen, the flesh was turned open, like the flesh of a melon that had been disembowelled, it was bluish-purple, even Xu Lang could see the reason for the wound's festering, he turned back Picking up Bu Chenyuan's hand and looking at it, he understood in his heart that the poison probably came from Bu Chenyuan's nails.In addition, there were bruised fingerprints on her neck, which was obviously strangled by her throat.

Compared with Bu Chenrong, the fatal wound on Bu Chenyuan's body is obvious. She only has a wound on the forehead, which fits perfectly with the candlestick that rolled to the ground. The temple hair sticks together.

The only one who can do this is Bu Chenrong, who was born with much stronger strength than ordinary people.Xu Lang speculated that with Bu Chenrong's temperament, it was absolutely impossible to do anything to Bu Chenyuan, but she was strangled, had difficulty breathing, almost fainted, and her consciousness gradually became blurred. In a daze, he took the candlestick at the side and smashed it down...

After that, Xu Lang slowly thought, when Bu Chenrong came to his senses, looking at Bu Chenyuan's body, his remaining sanity completely collapsed, years of loneliness surged up in an instant, bringing despair , also forced her to die.

Why did Bu Chenyuan choose to kill her beloved little sister?Why is her soul still sinking in the tank at the bottom of the water, but her soulless body still walks freely?Why didn't she bring her own copper bell with her, but Bu Chenyuan's copper bell?

All kinds of doubts entangled Xu Lang's thoughts, and he couldn't answer them. The mansion was empty, and there was not even a soul left.

This is the truth that he pieced together after a long time of inquiring and visiting everywhere: Bu Chenyuan's soul is indeed still sinking in the bottom of the water, together with the souls of the rest of the Bu family, silently.And that body is Bu Chenyuan.

Behind everyone's backs, he begged his mother, whom he hadn't seen a few times, and begged her to teach him the secret technique of the Divine Cauldron Gate. Behind the waterfall under the mansion, there was a cave hidden. It is the shelter of Bu Chenyuan.Xu Lang went in and looked at it, and those Bu family members who were made into living dead are enough proof that he learned the secret technique of the Divine Cauldron Sect in order to revive other people.

After Bu Chenyuan threw himself into the furnace, his soul left his body and entered Bu Chenyuan's body by accident.Even with the help of the Tan family Gu, after more than 20 years, he still has not mastered this secret technique. Over time, he was shackled by obsession, and he gradually lost his mind and began to slaughter innocent people. Later, he didn't know Who you are, what you have done, and what you want to do.

What happened afterwards was entirely Xu Lang's guess: Bu Chenyuan's return to the Bu family's mansion was completely unconscious.The time he returned to Bu's house from Shendingmen, he didn't see Bu Chenrong, and thought she didn't even have a corpse left, so he always thought that there was nothing left in Bu's house, and studied the secret technique of Shendingmen painstakingly, He has never returned to that sad place; after losing his mind, he walked back to the mansion step by step on the familiar mountain road under the moonlight like water, just like he did countless times in his youth.

Surprised and delighted, Bu Chenrong came to greet him naturally, ran over in a hurry, and opened his arms to give "Bu Chenyuan" a hug.

She didn't wait for a response, she only felt a pain in her abdomen, her skin was ripped apart and blood spattered, and the eyes of the person in front of her were cold.

Then, Bu Chenrong was strangled by the throat, and the ghost in the copper bell screamed, but she didn't dare to do it, she just called her sister's name intermittently, she didn't understand, she didn't do well enough, right? ?Otherwise, why would Sister Yuan put her to death?

Immediately afterwards, Xu Lang guessed when he saw the corpse. In desperation, Bu Chenrong took the candlestick and smashed "Bu Chenyuan"'s skull.If it's just that, with Bu Chenrong's intelligence, if he analyzes it later, he will definitely be able to deduce that the person in front of him has lost his senses and is not really trying to kill her. Everyone in the Bu family is still waiting under the water, and she will never be able to Choose suicide.

Xu Lang raised his eyes to look at the vast white snow field, sighed in his heart, moved his stiff limbs, and walked slowly.

He thought that when "Bu Chenyuan" swallowed his last breath, he might have regained his senses. Slipped through the cracks, never to be found again.

Destiny is easy to understand, but people's hearts are unpredictable. After this change, I am afraid that all future plans will gradually begin to collapse.

Xu Lang closed his eyes, and asked in his heart, Bai Xuan, did you think about this a long time ago, that's why you left Sanhuyue?