if you see snow

——"Hui'er, don't sleep."

The misty voice was like the wind, passing by Su Ruhui's ears, and Su Ruhui opened his eyes.The sky is bright in front of my eyes, and the black and distant mountains are like a scribbled ink, stretching across the distant sky.The stream is clear and green, and it is rushing away.Su Ruhui found himself sitting on a high hillside, a melodious flute sound was flying around him and merged into the leisurely wind.He lowered his head in a daze, and found that his face in the stream was immature, twelve or thirteen years old.Standing beside him was a man, dressed in sky-blue clothes, holding a flute in his hand, looking suave and coquettish.Su Ruhui turned his head and saw that familiar yet unfamiliar side face.

dream.Su Ruhui thought silently.He seems to have returned to the day when he was 12 years old—the day when Su Guanyu bid farewell to him and went on a long journey and never returned.

It is undeniable that Su Guanyu is a beautiful man.From the angle of looking up, others are ugly, but he has a handsome outline.His eyebrows were lowered, his eyes were as gentle and smiling as he remembered.He was never angry, and spoke like a trickle, slowly and gently.Looking at his calm and serene appearance, he looks a bit like a kind old man, but his face is bright and handsome like a young man.Su Ruhui's good temper was probably inherited from him.

"Am I dreaming?" Su Ruhui looked at his palms, "I remember my throat was cut and I died."

"You are indeed dead." Su Guanyu put down his flute.

"Why would I dream of you?" Su Ruhui sighed, "I would rather dream of my wife."

"Hui'er," Su Guanyu also sighed, "How can you talk to your old father who has been dead for many years like this? I thought you would cry and fall into my arms, telling you how much you miss."

Su Guanyu bowed his head and met his eyes.

Eyes meet, at this moment, Su Ruhui finally believes that everything in front of him is not illusory.His throat was cut by Jiang Xueya, and he went back to the age of 12 and met his father.

Su Ruhui said: "God, this doesn't seem to be a dream."

"Of course." Su Guanyu said kindly, "Why did my father ever say this was a dream?"

"You're not dead?" Su Ruhui stood up, looking left and right, "You even reversed time and let me return to Mount Zhuluo? Could this be the power of the Heavenly Human Realm?"

"No, from a secular point of view, I'm already dead." Su Guanyu said with a smile, "I didn't turn back time, I just picked a familiar place to meet you. This Zhuluo Mountain is a false illusion , if it’s more accurate, it’s just a scene I picked from your snowflakes, don’t take it seriously.”

Su Ru vaguely remembered what happened before her death. The system said to start some virus elimination program, and then went offline.Su Ruhui was a little surprised, calling the system in his heart.There was a dead silence in my mind, and the usual flat and mean voice was gone.Su Ruhui slowly realized, could the virus mentioned by the system be his father?

Su Guanyu seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said: "The disappearance of the snowflake is what I did. But I can only make it disappear for a while, and it will come back soon."

"Father..." Su Ruhui's head couldn't turn around, as if tied in a knot, unable to think further, "Are you dead or alive?"

This question seemed to give Su Guanyu a headache, and he said unhurriedly: "There is an old saying: 'If you lose your limbs, get rid of your intelligence, and leave your body to know, it's the same as Datong'." Huier, how do you define life and death? What? If the continuation of Xingke is the boundary between life and death, then both you and I have already died for a long time. You have continued your life with a super-grade meat puppet, and I have seized the loopholes in this world to use Xingke At the price of death, I hid in the cracks of the snowflakes."

"So are you a soul now?" Su Ruhui asked.

Su Guanyu shook his head, "To be precise, it is a form of spiritual consciousness. In this form, although it is quite inconvenient to do things, it can avoid Xuehua's judgment. Huier, you should understand that Xuehua cannot tolerate my Existence. "Heaven and man must die" is the iron law of this world. Many years ago, I ascended to the top of heaven and man, which attracted heaven's punishment. I discovered the snowflake, and at the same time, it also noticed me. In order to survive, I had to suppress the realm , Return to the pilgrimage until I pass through the wind and snow and reach the snowy sky. If Snow Flower finds out that I am still alive, it will definitely use all means to wipe out everything about me."

Su Ruhui couldn't fully understand what Su Guanyu said. Su Ruhui thought about it a little bit. According to Su Guanyu's intention, he allowed the system to destroy his body, but he retained his spiritual consciousness through some means. case, hide somewhere.In this way, he became a "virus" in the mouth of the system.

However, the system must have discovered him by now.The guy in the system was mysterious, and while talking nonsense, he directly obliterated a celestial mystic without blinking an eye.Su Ruhui had to worry, could his father really compete with the system?

Su Ruhui said: "I have some bad news for you, the system has found you."

"Yes," Su Guanyu sighed, "but what can I do? I can't just watch you die at the hands of others. I will reverse the time state of your wound and heal the wound in your throat. "

"Reverse time?"

"It's a little troublesome to explain," Su Guanyu said, "Did the system tell you that it is your cheating device? Simply put, there are many laws in this world, including general laws and core laws. For example, 'Heaven Man must die' is the core law of the system, and even it cannot be changed. But general laws can, such as infinite money, infinite props, reversing time, or pulling you into this illusion scene when you are about to die. I modified your wound In the state of time flow, your wounds will slowly heal. However, the ability to be a father is limited, and the recovery may be very slow. After you wake up, it is best to change to a puppet body." Su Guanyu bent down, laughing Caressing Su Ruhui's hair, "Aren't you happy that your father is so great?"

Su Ruhui was about to say something when he suddenly saw Su Guanyu's smile close at hand, and Su Ruhui could see his delicate porcelain-like skin.It's so delicate that it doesn't look like a human being, but rather like the puppets made by Su Ruhui.Su Ruhui slowly discovered that the man's smile hadn't changed from the beginning to the end, not even the curvature of the corner of his mouth had changed a little.Su Ruhui couldn't help taking a step back, this guy's smile was really weird.

Su Ruhui suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and said: "Father, don't worry too much, I never blamed you. If it were me, my wife died at the hands of the enemy, I would chase after him desperately, and I would be smashed to pieces All right. Well, I did blame you a little bit when I didn't have a wife. But now that I have a wife, I understand you."

Su Guanyu smiled and shook his head: "Don't love anyone, Hui'er, you are different from them, and the fetters with those people don't mean anything to you."

This is a bit strange to say, just like the peerless sword fairy in the storybook, there is always a majestic and stubborn master, who wants him to cut off love and desire, and devote himself to the Tao.Su Ruhui blushed, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm an ordinary person. Even if you disagree, Sang Chiyu is still my wife."

Su Guanyu sighed slightly, "You are the only person in this world who owns a snowflake, isn't that enough for you to discover your extraordinary?"

To be honest, that system seems to have great powers, but it treats Su Ruhui really hard, and it always talks nonsense, providing some props that are ashamed to talk about, looking very unreliable, Su Ruhui does not think that owning it is a What a good thing.Having said that, Su Ruhui couldn't help but feel difficult. Although the system was unreliable, it helped him a lot.The system wants to kill his father, should he be in the same camp as the system, or with his father?It's too difficult, does he want to quarrel with the system in his head every day?

At this moment, there was a slight movement like waves in my mind.

Di-

[The system is going online... trying to reconnect the neural grid... please wait. 】

Su Guanyu seemed to feel it too. He looked up at the sky and said, "I should go."

Su Ruhui felt a little reluctant, and unconsciously grabbed his sleeve.

"Father, we won't be able to see each other for the rest of our lives, right?" Su Ruhui asked.

Su Guanyu's smile was meaningful.

"Don't worry, Hui'er," Su Guanyu walked towards the hazy mountain mist step by step, "We need to wait patiently before we meet again."

[The system is successfully launched, and the neural grid connection is successful. 】

The landscape of Zhuluo Mountain faded away and gradually disappeared. Su Ruhui suddenly opened his eyes and returned to the present world.The pain in his throat was unbelievable, Su Ruhui stroked his throat, his fingers touched the uneven wound, the blood had dried, and he felt the opening that was closing.He opened his mouth, his throat was cut and hadn't fully healed, his voice was very hoarse.

Unexpectedly, his father really brought him back to life, but with his current appearance, everyone would be scared to death by him.

There was darkness in front of him, he tried to get up, his forehead hit the wooden board above his head with a bang, he covered his head, and lay back in pain.He felt up and down, and found that he was lying in a boxy box... no, it looked like a coffin.He slapped the coffin with a muffled sound, and it seemed to be covered with snow.Tiny snow particles leaked into the coffin, causing Su Ruhui to sway from the cold.

He seemed to be locked in a coffin.

By the way, use the communication compass to contact Sang Chiyu.He groped up and down, but couldn't find the satchel and communication compass, which must have been taken away by Jiang Xueya.He exhaled the panel, but found that the panel was flickering, and he couldn't open the item bar at all.

System system, help help.He kept shouting.

[The system was attacked by a virus before, and its functions were paralyzed. It is trying to repair itself...Self-repair failed, and the function panel failed. 】

No way, Su Ruhui feels desperate, can you give me a communication compass?

[I'll try, you have to hurry up, I'm going to collapse again. 】

The panel popped up again, flickering, and the light made Su Ruhui's eyes sore.The system forcibly opened the item bar, and Su Ruhui took out the communication compass as quickly as lightning.

I really don't know whether his father is cheating him or saving him. Su Guanyu attacked the system, causing the system's early warning function to fail, and his throat was cut without warning.Also because of Su Guanyu's attack, the system panel failed, and he almost couldn't get the compass.Well, even with the system warning, Su Ruhui might not be able to escape Jiang Xueya's clutches.

Su Ruhui opened the compass, and the compass was blank. Su Ruhui found out belatedly that this new compass did not have the seal of Sang Chiyu.

[Warning, the system is about to go offline. 】

[Warning, the system is about to go offline. 】

Wait, tell me the sigil of Sangjiyu!Su Ruhui roared in his heart.

The sirens stopped abruptly and the system crashed again.

It's over, it's over now.Su Ruhui patted the coffin board hard, trying to push it away.The strength is weak, and the thick wooden planks are motionless.The wound in the throat seemed to be a little cracked due to the large movement. Su Ruhui coughed up blood, and the blood gushed out from the incision in his throat and mouth. Su Ruhui had to lie on his side to prevent the blood from clogging his trachea and suffocating him.

Su Ru knocked on the coffin board dutifully, hoping that someone would pass by and pull him out.

But it was too cold in the coffin, the sound of knocking on the coffin was slowed down, and Su Ruhui felt drowsy as if a ball of mud had been drilled into his mind.He wasn't even shivering anymore, the cold had paralyzed his consciousness, and his throat wasn't so sore anymore.He knew his time was running out, and soon his breathing would be weak, his heart would stop beating, he would lose consciousness, and even experience heat-ridden hallucinations.

On the verge of death for the third time, the despair in Su Ruhui's heart was like a flood of bitter water, and the sourness welled up in his throat.He curled up, folded his arms, trembling.

Sang Chiyu, where are you?