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At the foot of Lanshan Mountain, at the end of a tung flower forest road, there is a solitary tomb, surrounded by orchid bushes all over the ground, quietly listening to the shallow or deep steps of those who come.

The faint fragrance of orchids, blowing with the wind, passing through a plain white cloth, reluctantly stained with light fragrance.

His Holiness said he could follow his heart.So when Mu Yun returned to the world of mortals, the first purposeful place was to come to his mother's tombstone and visit him.

But now that the tomb of his dearest relative is close at hand, he is hesitant and timid, not daring to go forward.The eyes under the white scarf did not see the scene of the bleak spring breeze, but they were filled with tears of sorrow.

Putting his hands together, Mu Yun Jingai knelt on the ground, struggled several times, and finally said in a whisper: "Auntie... the child is not filial, and I didn't come to see you until today..."

At the moment when the head was knocked down heavily, a gust of wind blew up, and the orchids all over the place suddenly bloomed, and then withered like a year, as if the heaven and man appeared for a while, and then felt a heartache.

Mu Yun heard the sound of flowers and leaves floating, groped forward, and found a weeds overgrown in front of his mother's tombstone.He blamed himself even more in his heart, remembering that he had been away from home for a long time, and he had never come to visit the grave in person. After Di Jiang's party was over, he was entangled in all kinds of things again, and even put this matter behind him, no wonder the Orchid Garden was deserted.

Stretching out his trembling hands, Mu Yunzai carefully pulled the thatch in front of the stele until the area around the solitary grave was clean, and his palm was cut with blood dripping from the sharp edge of the grass.

Unconsciously, he was afraid of disturbing his mother's peace, so he knelt silently in front of the tomb, whispering in his heart, and owed him a lot.

……

In the middle of the forest road, Mu Xi handed the water bottle to Mu Yin, who was sad and absent-minded, and said caringly, "A Yin, are you thirsty?"

Mu Yinji shook her head, her dry eyes suddenly burst into tears, and choked up, "The night before Brother Yun left, I didn't even take a sip of the calming tea I made for him..."

Since Mu Yun's "death", Mu Yin always said a sad sentence in such a trance, today, I want to go to Mrs. Mu's grave to visit the grave, and I will apologize to her for not taking good care of Mu Yun. The depressed little girl relaxes... Mu Xi closed her red eyes and calmed down.

"Okay. We'll be at Aunt Mu's tomb soon, cheer up, don't let her spirit in the sky worry about us."

Mu Yin took the brocade handkerchief from the accompanying maid, wiped away her tears, sighed, and followed Mu Xi sadly.

At this time, a hurriedly walking white-robed monk, blindfolded and handsome, calmly missed from the side of a group of people.

Shangjiang respects and loves the gods, but there are no Buddhists.Everyone also glanced lazily at the monk's back, then looked away, carried the paper money to the grave, and continued up the mountain.

Mu Yin's eyes were glued to the monk, and she refused to let go. She grabbed Mu Xi's sleeve nervously, almost crying: "Cousin! Cousin! The back of that person just now looks like, like Brother Yun ah!"

Mu Xi's eyes sank, she clenched her hands tightly, and ruthlessly denied, "No! You read it wrong, it's getting late, let's go..."

"But……"

"Let's go."

"Hey...really, isn't it..."

The footsteps were getting farther and farther.

Mu Yun, who was hiding behind the tree, relaxed his tense mind, leaned against the tree trunk powerlessly, raised his head slightly, and could not see the blue sky and white clouds, only darkness.

A sad teardrop slowly overflowed from the left eye, flowed across the fair cheek, and fell silently.

Even though his close relatives were right in front of him, but he couldn't recognize them, and he wanted to make them suffer from the pain of bereavement. Hearing Mu Yin's haggard voice, he was heartbroken and at a loss.

That's the sister who loves him the most, the most hard-spoken and soft-hearted!How could I have the heart to deceive her like this?

Is this the embarrassment for the robbery of the world of mortals?His Holiness asked him to find a place of freedom from love, is this just to torture the hearts of relatives?

……

Under the Lanshan Mountain, a winding Qinghe River is infinitely desolate under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Mu Yun stood on the shore with his eyes covered, but it did not prevent him from "gazing" at the sunset with great concentration.

"rustle--"

The sound of footsteps on fallen leaves slowly approached.

Mu Yun didn't dare to turn around, his heart tightened suddenly.

"Has little master lost his way?" Mu Xi's gentle voice was caressing like a spring breeze.

Mu Yun kept calm and shook his head lightly, determined not to make a sound.

Mu Xi lowered her eyes, took a step forward, and hurriedly said, "Are you waiting for someone?"

He shook his head.

"Why is little master blindfolded? Why is he silent?" Mu Xi asked.

He was silent.

After a long time, Mu Xi apologized, "Sorry, maybe my question offended you."

"……No."

Mu Yun deliberately lowered his voice in an attempt to confuse Mu Xi.

But Mu Xi, who had missed her loved ones for a long time, still heard a familiar voice.

He calmed down, stared at Mu Yun's back intently, approached him closer, and asked softly, "Then... can I accompany you, on this shore, and listen to the sunset for a while?"

Mu Yun trembled his palms and nodded slightly: "The little monk is just passing by, not the master of this scene. Donor Mu, please do it yourself."

How do you know my surname is Mu?Mu Xi almost questioned her, the suspicion in her heart had been confirmed, but he didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of breaking this scarred family relationship again.Mu Yun wanted to avoid them again.

The two stood side by side, silently staring at the broken gold in the river, their hearts were unspeakable, and they didn't realize that, in the flower forest behind them, there was another cautious figure lurking behind the tree, eyes full of deep worry.

Mu Xi repeatedly balanced her heart, and broke the stalemate first, and said desperately: "Little master, can I ask you for a favor?"

"...Yes." Mu Yun couldn't bear to disobey his relatives, and agreed decisively.

Mu Xi took out something from her sleeve and handed it to him, without saying a word, but carefully observing the other's reaction.

It is a three-circle ring buckle, made of famous jade, which feels warm and cool to the touch, and has a profound meaning.

The moment Mu Yun took the hand, his heart trembled, and he suddenly remembered the origin of this three-ring buckle connected end to end when he was a child:

"When the three of you grow up, no matter where you go, you must be like these three jade rings, closely intertwined and never separated, so that A Niang will feel at ease..."

A buckle is only as big as a finger in diameter, and each buckle is engraved with the names of Mu Xi, Mu Yun, and Mu Yin, which were specially given by Mrs. Mu to the three on his tenth birthday. .It is intended to make them harmonious, united and friendly, and their feelings are as inseparable as a ring.

"You, can you help me throw this jade ring...into the river?" Mu Xi begged in a low voice, and decided to abandon it after learning from the pain.

Mu Yun paused, his lips and teeth trembled for a moment, and he almost blurted out his rejection.

"This... this jade ring should, should have a good meaning to the benefactor, I can't do this for you..."

Mu Xi smiled wryly: "Yes, this jade ring means a lot to me. Even when I was discouraged, it gave me the strongest spiritual support... But now, that person is gone, the so-called support It's gone, it's all unreliable, why should I keep this sad thing?"

Mu Yun pursed his lips sadly, endured the sour tears, and said calmly: "Then let the benefactor decide whether to keep this thing or not."

"I, I can't do it. I want you to throw it for me..." Mu Xi forced.

Mu Yun's inner repulsion was even worse, he was unable to hold the jade ring, and he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"What? Don't monks count? You promised me just now."

Mu Xi pressed her every sentence tightly, as if she was holding on to the last straw of hope, refusing to let go.

After struggling helplessly, Mu Yun suddenly raised the jade ring high, ready to throw it into the water.

At that moment, Mu Xi's heart was filled with despair, and she stared at his behavior in a daze.

Suddenly, the man turned sideways and stuffed the jade ring back into his hand heavily. His body trembled slightly, and he lowered his head and said weakly: "I... can't throw it!"

After the words fell, Mu Yun quickly turned around and decided to leave.At this time, a pair of big hands were tightly clutching his sleeves, accompanied by a hoarse voice calling out affectionately and firmly.

"Little Yun!"

"what……"

Mu Yun's heart was full of joy, and his heart was even more tormented. Since his coronation ceremony, Mu Xi has rarely called him by his childhood nickname. He only said that the nickname is the respect between brothers, but that is a moment of birth!

Now, he not only recognized himself, but also tried to use this nostalgic memory to keep him.Mu Yun choked up and didn't dare to look back.

Mu Xi was already in tears, and when he silently admitted, he felt guilty and uncomfortable: "Xiao Yun! It was so hard to find you for my brother..."

Find?

Mu Yun suddenly guessed something.

In fact, Mu Xi never believed that he was dead, and was always looking for him!That tombstone was just an excuse he used to comfort Fufeng's relatives, settle the overall situation, and unify the forces of the Scattered Shaxianmen. The whole of Shangjiang will always be in unreasonable panic. Mu Xi needs this kind of dust to settle, to stabilize people's hearts, to shoulder all the rights for him, and to solve all this mess for Mu Yun.

Mu Yun didn't know how many times Mu Xi went to the bottom of the cliff to search for his life and death on the day when his tomb was confirmed. Yu Xingling, a person who uses divination techniques, can find out Mu Yun's whereabouts, and he has tried all the methods he can try.

Now that they finally met each other, how could he be willing to let Mu Yun live alone?

"Cousin... I'm sorry!"

Raising his clothes, Mu Yun could no longer restrain himself, and knelt down like atonement.

The moment Mu Xi heard his confession, it seemed as if the setting sun that had set in the river in front of him was slowly rising again, and gradually became the brightest dawn in the east, illuminating his heart with warm hope, instead of the gloomy twilight.

Grabbing his upper body with steady hands, Mu Xi seldom panicked out of desperation: "No, you didn't do anything wrong to anyone. It's good that you live."

……

Under the afterglow, the shadows of the two were stretched longer, and the brief meeting was even more precious.

One didn't dare to ask more questions, and the other couldn't ask more questions.

"Little Yun, what happened to your eyes?"

"The venerable told me that among the five senses, only the eyes are most easily disturbed by the world of mortals, so on this trip, he let me travel blindfolded."

Knowing that she was not blind, Mu Xi heaved a sigh of relief, and said mournfully, "Then are you leaving again?"

"Now I have another responsibility of identity to bear. From then on, I will be my home all over the world, and I will do what I do until the fruit is fulfilled."

Mu Xi hesitated for a moment, respected his decision, and said with a wry smile: "Okay. Cousin won't force you. Just be careful in the future!"

After going through so many things, Mu Xi has gradually become indifferent to certain obsessions. The freedom he could not get is now handed over to Mu Yun, which can be regarded as a kind of fulfillment.

"...Hmm!" Mu Yun nodded heavily, the dust in his heart settled.

Just as Mu Xi watched his back slowly leave, the figure behind the flower tree couldn't bear to hide any longer, panicked, and rushed to behind Mu Yun.

But I heard a hoarse plea of ​​mourning and longing: "Brother Yun! Don't go!"

"A Yin?"

Mu Xi did not expect that Mu Yin had been hiding behind a tree just now, eavesdropping on the conversation between the two, at this moment...

Mu Yun's originally calm heart was suddenly disturbed again, his heart ached and he lowered his eyes, but he didn't dare to turn his head.

Mu Yin kept crying, and tried hard to stay: "You finally came back alive, why didn't you want to see your sister? Why didn't you go home?"

"Second Sister, I...I can't..."

"Sister knows, I know that you have endured a lot of hardships outside for so long, and you are helpless to become like this... But, but you come home, it will be fine when you come home."

Mu Yun shook his head embarrassingly, and said in refusal, "Second Sister, take care. We are destined to meet again in this life."

Seeing such a determined back, Mu Yin was not reconciled, and quickly chased after him, blocking his way, making Mu Yun hesitate.

Seeing this, Mu Xi hurriedly pulled the little girl aside, but she stubbornly remained motionless.

"Ayin! Don't stop me!"

Missing relatives for a long time, and seeing each other now, Mu Yin is inseparable, but she can't bear Mu Yun's embarrassment, she took a deep breath for a moment, and said relievedly: "Then you take off the white cloth from your eyes, let my sister take a good look at you, May I?"

Mu Yun pondered for a moment, and fulfilled her wish: "Okay."

But he couldn't break his promise to the venerable, so he closed his eyes tightly at the moment when the eye cloth was removed, so that he could not see the world of mortals, and the world of mortals would naturally not be able to touch his heart.