smile to heart

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The two got on the boat steadily, and when Mu Yun untied the boat rope, because it was too dark, Fang Jin limped and didn't pay attention, bumped into the boat frame, and let out a short cry of pain.He hurriedly covered his mouth, but the group of people still heard it, turned around and chased after him.

"Here they are, quick!"

"Catch them!"

The roaring shouts approached, and Mu Yun didn't have time to think about it. With the last bit of spiritual power, the boat suddenly left the shore and drifted towards the center of the lake.

The chasing soldiers on the shore were in a state of desperation, and quickly took the arrows.

The boat was very crude, and there was basically nowhere to hide. Fang Jin shivered and hid in a corner, sobbing, "I, I'm so scared..."

With this sobbing, Mu Yun's heart softened again, thinking about it, he was so young, he was not yet a weakling, and he became a poor man on the run overnight.He didn't know the rivers and lakes before, and now he doesn't want to break into it anymore.

"Don't think too much, it will be safe soon..."

After saying some words of comfort, Mu Yun went to paddle, but when he raised his hand, he could no longer see the shadow of Hongsi, and he couldn't help sighing secretly: Oops, the guidance is broken.

Pinching his fingers to calculate the time, it was time for the full moon. Mu Yun was suspicious, but the surrounding suddenly brightened, the dark clouds dispersed, and it was a full moon in the sky.

"Haha. God help me too. Hurry up, shoot arrows, shoot them dead."

The people on the shore took advantage of the light of the moon to see the two clearly.If you find that you haven't drifted far, prepare your arrows immediately.

"Ah! They, they want to kill us."

Fang Jin shrank in horror, hugging the destroyed ship's pillar tightly to gain a sense of security.

Seeing several arrows coming at him, Mu Yun's last bit of spiritual power was exhausted, and there was nothing he could do at the moment, so he had to protect him.

In the nick of time, Fang Jin closed her eyes tightly, as if waiting to die.

"prick--"

The sound of the arrow point piercing into flesh and blood rang clearly in his ears, but Fang Jin couldn't feel the slightest pain. He opened his eyes cautiously, but saw that the man hugged him tightly, and he was unscathed, but there were several long spears behind him. arrow……

"Ah. You, what are you doing!"

Fang Jin was in a state of confusion, tears couldn't stop streaming down his eyes, watching helplessly as he pulled out the arrow behind him.

Seeing that the people on the shore hadn't completely succeeded, they were planning to come for the second time.

At this time, the sky suddenly became high and boundless, and the clouds and mists swirled into layers, with a blood-red full moon in the center, and endless nothingness behind it...

"Boom—"

Thousands of feet of thunder fell from the sky, slamming hard on the boat in the middle of the lake.

"It's weird, it's weird."

There was a vision in the sky, another blood moon, and another thunderstorm. The people on the shore were so frightened that they retreated again and again.

Part of the boat was split, water began to seep, and it was slowly sinking.

Fang Jin only heard a roar, and slowly lowered the hand holding his head, and hurried to care about Mu Yun's injury: "Blood, you are bleeding... what should I do..."

"It's okay...don't be afraid, you'll be home right away..."

Mu Yun's tone was weak, and he spoke to comfort him.

Not sure whether the blood moon above his head is the door of life, Mu Yun calmly calculated in his heart, in his current situation, it would be difficult to take Fang Jin away together, and Feng Mei's words sounded in his ears: "...at the critical moment, I will try my best to protect you, but he may not necessarily..."

Frowning again and again, he made up his mind, took off his blood-stained coat, wrapped it neatly around Fang Jin, and tied it up bit by bit.He thought, no matter what, Feng Mei will definitely save him, why not give Fang Jin this opportunity, in case he is all of Qi Zhong's mind, after returning, Feng Mei will definitely find a way...

"You, what are you doing? You are injured, leave me alone..."

Fang Jin bit her lip, shook her head and cried.He mistakenly thought that Mu Yun was afraid that he would be cold, so he added clothes to him.

"You must go out, go out well..."

The voice began to be weak, and Mu Yun felt dizzy caused by excessive blood loss.

"Where are you going? Without you, where am I going? Huh..."

Seeing him so haggard, Fang Jin broke down in tears, grabbed his clothes tightly, and burst into tears.

Looking up, Mu Yun gave him a gentle smile, that smile opened the long-lost heart door, Fang Jin felt a kind of nameless panic and uneasy heartbreak.

Staring into Mu Yun's eyes, the reflection in the pupils is another person's appearance, the voice and smile are so similar to him, he can't help but substitute into the scene...

"Hey, I'll send you a bouquet of flowers."

"Brother Yun, let's go together."

"Young Master Yun, which girl's pink silk is this?"

"Yuelao will definitely bless us!"

……

Little by little, memories that did not belong to him flooded into his mind one after another.Fang Jin was about to collapse, covered her head in pain, and couldn't help asking hoarsely: "Who the hell are you? Why does my heart hurt so much..."

"Seeing you like this makes me so sad, so heartbroken..."

Mu Yun replied to him speechlessly, with an intuition that he had Qi Zhong's memories and feelings, which must be transformed by his mind. At the moment of dying, he suddenly felt relieved.

The water had reached their feet, and most of their trousers were wet.

Slowly raising his hand to touch that warm face, Mu Yun had tears in his eyes, and whispered: "Promise me, go out well..."

Fang Jin cried and said nothing, grabbed Mu Yun's hand, and held the ground tightly, but there was a suction force behind him, and the blood moon turned, pulling his body up in the air, and the infinite attraction separated their hands.

Seeing him soaring into the air and about to be rescued, Mu Yun turned over with strength and sighed softly, knowing that he had made the right bet.

The icy water was up to his waist, and the boat was almost completely sinking.

His body became more numb, his eyelids could not stop drooping, and suddenly he heard a burst of lotus and lotus rhyme, which made him want to sleep all the time when he was tired, and the tears finally slipped down from the corners of his eyes.

Under the hazy moonlight, lotus leaves and lotus buds protruded from the water on the entire lake, and it was full of lotus flowers in an instant, with a ten-mile fragrance, holy and bright.

……

In the meditation room, the last stick of incense was burned out, and the ashes of the incense fell to the ground with sparks of sparks.

Feng Mei sighed, hiding her face helplessly.

There was still traces of smoke and dust in the air, Mu Yun opened his eyes slightly, and the bright light slowed down, only to realize that the surroundings of the room were really familiar, and he came back.

"Hey, get up slowly. It's not long before the soul returns to Yuan, so take a rest."

Seeing him wake up, Feng Mei put down the medical book in her hand, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him lie on the recline.

Seemingly still in a daze, Mu Yun fixed his eyes on one spot for a long time, and pulled his dry lips.Seeing this, Feng Mei hurriedly helped him get a cup of warm water, but before handing it over, he took the initiative to grab Feng Mei's sleeve, opened his eyes wide, and said in a slightly tentative tone: "He, is he awake?" ?”

Duan Shui's hand froze, Feng Mei drooped her eyes, unable to bear to look at the anticipation in his eyes and reply.He shook his head silently.

This wordless answer was like a punch to Mu Yun's heart, he let go of his hand in disappointment, and suddenly his face was full of bitterness.

"Is there any other way?"

He didn't give up asking.

Feng Mei calmly said: "The answer, I told you before you entered the void."

"Heh..." Mu Yun laughed at himself sadly.

Understanding his current mood, Feng Mei persuaded him kindly: "We have tried our best."

After he finished speaking, his face was filled with unresolved sadness. He had failed Fang Yanxiao's last wish. Qi could not come back, and Fang Yanxiao was gone...

What little hope remained was dashed.

The room fell into a dead silence, sad, heavy, wordless...

"It's blooming, the tung blossoms are blooming, everyone come out and see."

A young monk shouted from the courtyard into the meditation room, followed by a burst of pleasant discussions:

"Really. The tung blossoms are blooming, and the tree is sprouting."

"There have been no tung flowers in Tongjiang for nine years, and this is a good year for Fuze."

"Yes, the gods and Buddhas have appeared, and Tongjiang has regained its vitality!"

……

The sound of surprise in the temple was intermittent, Feng Mei was still hesitating in uncertainty, Mu Yun was the first to react, as if he was going to catch up with hope, he hurriedly turned down, regardless of whether he was weak, and rushed into the meditation room next door.

Lin Weier and Tang Lanqi in the courtyard saw his hurried expression, and hurriedly followed him in.

There were several people standing in the small room at once, it was quite crowded.

"Qi Zhong!"

Mu Yun shouted, unable to restrain his joy, he saw the withered fingers twitching slightly outside the quilt.

Everyone in the house saw it, and their mood turned into nervous anticipation.

Feng Mei who came hurriedly walked around the crowd, sat on the edge of the bed, and calmly checked his pulse: "Stay back, give him some fresh air."

Everyone obediently retreated from the edge of the bed, and Mu Yun backed away slowly, but his eyes kept tangling on the man, anxious every second and every minute.

After frowning for a while, Feng Mei finally felt relieved: "The pulse is stable, he is alive."

With a light sentence of truth, everyone present who was worried about Qi Zhong was amnesty, and his heavy heart suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.

As soon as the words fell, the person on the bed slowly woke up, the eyes that had been closed for many years slowly opened, the long-lost light in the world made him frown, and he wanted to get up, Feng Mei saw him and hurriedly supported him on the bed at the mantle.

Qi Zhong's eyes reflected the expressions of everyone in the room, gratified, joyful, worried, lost and found, indescribable... But there was not much emotion on his own face.

When he glanced at Mu Yun, he stopped suddenly, his pupils changed slightly, and his breath became quicker.

Meeting those pure eyes of the past, Mu Yun pursed his lips, clenched his palms, as if secretly preparing, looking forward to the first words that person said to him.

Pale lips parted slightly: "Mu Yun."

Qi Zhong squeezed the corner of the quilt tightly, and lowered his head to call him. Although his voice was weak, everyone present froze in joy, and faintly felt the gnashing of teeth in this call, even hatred.

Only Mu Yun didn't know it, his eyebrows were beaming with joy, and he wanted to move forward excitedly, but a second before this step, Qi Zhong suddenly raised his head, opened his scarlet eyes, trembling uncontrollably, and whispered Roaring: "Go away. I never want to see you again!"

Time was so still that it made no sense, Mu Yun, who had always been smart, was in a daze at this moment. He blinked for a few seconds in disbelief before he understood what he said.The moment I reacted, I was shocked to feel that I was trapped in the prison of my heart, all expectations turned into heaven and earth, the Yellow River burst its embankment, and disappeared.

Complicated emotions surged up like a tide, completely extinguishing his hopes.

Qi Zhong was thinking about that heart-wrenching hatred, and refused to give him even a little good looks.

Seeing that he was still standing still, Qi Zhong was even more furious. Just seeing his face, he felt regretful and said hoarsely, "Get out!"

His body has been weak for many years, and his roar was not loud, but the hoarseness of the breaking sound was like a thunderous roar, shattering all the entanglements.

Mu Yun looked down at the ground, turned around stiffly, raised his already numb legs, and walked out of the meditation room where he had no place.Everyone was silent, and they all looked at his desperate footsteps complicatedly.

When the person really left, Qi Zhong seemed to be exhausted, and fell back on the bed powerlessly, looking at the window curtain, calming down, his breathing was rapid.

"Brother Qi..."

Weier worriedly called him, but before he said anything, Tang Lanqi pulled her over, shook his head, motioned her not to disturb, and the two quietly exited the room.

Feng Mei looked at him complicatedly, got up and left without saying a word, as if she was fighting for Mu Yun, and didn't even leave him a doctor's order.

When recovering from a serious illness, the hilarity like wind and dust gradually dissipated.

He was the only one left in the room, the fragrance of sandalwood finally lingered at the tip of his nose, the breeze outside the window finally brushed his cheeks, and the bell at dusk rang in his ears...

Feeling tired as if in a lifetime, he let out a long sigh, and suddenly closed his eyes sadly...