Holy Monk, your benefactor is dead!

Long time, long time.

As long as the sun goes down, as long as the stars are sparse and the moon is bright.

"Alas..." A long sigh finally broke the infinite dullness.Like an old man in his twilight years, he slowly turned around, with an aura of years gone by, he slowly stretched out his hand, under the moonlight, his knuckles were slender, clean and white.

He held a sword in his hand. The scabbard of that sword had been eroded by the years, and the body of the sword exposed to the air was stained with rust. It seemed that it had been dull in the scabbard for a long, long time.

but……

It's just such a tattered sword, a tattered scabbard, but a complete sword tassel is hanging on it. Although the original color can no longer be seen, it is clean without a trace of damage.

Li Yun looked at the sword spike, as if he was awakened by some fragments of his memory. He was about to think carefully, but was interrupted by the coir raincoat.

"Little master, come with me to a place!" The voice with the breath of twilight, like the sword in his hand, was dilapidated,

"Amitabha, if the benefactor is here to bring the dead back to life, it's fine if the little monk doesn't go!" Jing Yan raised his head, opened his eyes, and looked at the sword. Suddenly, he smiled, with compassion and understanding in his smile.

"I haven't drawn my sword for a long, long time. Every time I get out of the scabbard, I drink all my blood, but I don't like it. I said that I have killed too much and I will be punished. But..." The coir raincoat suddenly paused, as if Moving forward like lightning, he stretched out his other hand and clasped Jingyan's neck. His voice, which was originally like an old man's twilight, suddenly became shrill.

"Why, why am I still alive, but Amber can no longer stand up and talk to me, smile at me; and can no longer wash my hands for me; why, Amber is so good, so gentle, and so kind. Ten years , I have been waiting for ten years, but Amber can only lie there, not even moving her eyelids."

"Amitabha, sin, sin, benefactor, I hope you will let go of the obsession in your heart and let her rest in peace!" The tightly clasped fingers can send Jingyan into the underworld with a little force, but Jingyan doesn't seem to last forever. As if he didn't see it, his expression was calm and compassionate.

But Li Yun's eyes widened, as if he wanted to see the face that was close at hand, but..., the face of the coir raincoat was hidden under the bamboo hat, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Don't look at me with such eyes, Amber won't die, how could she die? She promised me that she would walk with me forever." The man in coir raincoat seemed to have remembered something, and his shrill voice slowly became low When he got down, he let go of Jingyan's neck, took a few steps back, and almost murmured: "Yes! Amber said that she would always be with me, how could she die? How could she die? She must just be asleep gone."

He knelt down with a 'bang', grabbed Jingyan's cassock, and raised his head, revealing a face full of vicissitudes. He cried, but he laughed again.His eyes were weeping, but his lips were smiling. He smiled and looked up at Jing Yan with an innocent face.

"But I can't wake her up anyway! Little master, please, please wake up Amber, please. As long as you can wake her up, I will promise you anything."

From Jingyan's shoulder, Li Yun looked down at the man in coir raincoat, looking madly at him, and looked at his tearful smile. He stretched out a hand and pressed it to his chest, where he was holding his breath. It's extremely uncomfortable to be stuck there like this.

"Little monk, you..."

"Everything in the world has a reason. From the cause to the fruit, from the fruit to the cause. Donor, haven't you thought that it is your cause that produces today's fruit?"

Jing Yan's words seemed to touch the strings in his heart, and he stood up abruptly from the ground.Clutching Jing Yan's shoulders with both hands, his tone was full of disbelief.

"You said, I harmed her, how could it be possible, how could I harm her? I love her!!! By the way, I want to save her, I want her to get up."

As soon as he mentioned the woman in his heart, the coir raincoat's tone was instantly gentle.

He was short of breath, and he was impatient: "Little master, let's go now, let's save her, she is waiting for us."

This time, he didn't give anyone a chance to speak, and before he finished speaking, he dodged back and forth.

He clasped Jing Yan's shoulders, and Jing Yan carried Li Yun on his back, and the three of them disappeared in place with their strange postures.

Lopsided.Going further and further.

Finally disappeared in the desolate moonlight.

But the person who should have left long ago showed his figure.

"Sister Yinlian, what should I do?" Xiao Qian looked helplessly at the two who were also helpless.

"Damn Ge, I really stumbled upon a ghost, how could I meet this lunatic." Lei Kuang looked unhappy.

"What else can I do, I can't beat and run, and I can't run. Let the ghost follow first! I have already given everything here to the master, and wait for Jingli's order!" Yinlian spread her hands and expressed herself. Also helpless.

"That's the only way to go." Xiao Qian sighed, "The little monk must have been brought back to the ice mound by that lunatic, let's go there and wait for news!"

"Old man Ge, it's really fucking bad luck, let's go!"

"Um"

……

The moon was hidden in the night, and slowly faded with the night, and the orange-red light smudged the earth. Before Li Yun could feel the warmth, he was dragged into a cave together with Jing Yan by the coir raincoat.

White, crystal clear.

Cold, cold into the heart.

Before taking a step, Li Yun's body began to tremble involuntarily.He never knew that the Creator's uncanny workmanship could be so miraculous.But separated by a door, they are already two different worlds.

Shockingly white, the ice towers, and the sound of running water in the ear is also the melting of ice and snow.

This is a cold world.

Walking along the gurgling stream and the narrow artificially dug road, I don't know how long I walked, and my sight finally widened, and the footsteps of the coir raincoat became lighter and slower, and finally he stopped.

He gently let go of the hand that clasped Jingyan's shoulder, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping person, he removed the hat and coir raincoat with an extremely slow movement, and buried the sword in his hand reverently in the ice and snow, He stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, he even took out a jade comb from his pocket, combed his hair again, and carefully hid every gray hair.

It wasn't until he finished all this that he breathed a long sigh of relief. Halfway through the exhalation, he stopped it as if he had woken up. measures.

But it was only a hundred steps away, but he walked for a long, long time.

Finally, he arrived, and he stopped.

In front of him was an ice coffin. Inside the ice coffin was a woman with exquisite makeup and a beautiful appearance lying there quietly, lifelike, as if she was asleep.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her cheek, but he withdrew it the moment he touched her, as shy and young as a beautiful woman for fear of being abrupt.

He opened his mouth, he was very twitchy, he was as gentle as water, and he said, "Huber, I'm here to see you again."

Jing Yan watched all this silently, suddenly, his shoulders tightened, and he heard Li Yun's voice, he said: "Little monk, can you take me there."

"My little monk thinks it's inappropriate to go forward at this moment."

Li Yun paused, and his tone became more firm: "I'm going to take a look, little monk, please."

Jing Yan turned to look at Li Yun, seeing his clear eyes full of pleading, after a while, he finally took a step, he walked fast, almost just a few breaths, Jing Yan had already reached the ice coffin forward.

Before Jing Yan approached, Li Yun could not wait to stick out from Jing Yan's shoulder, he was a little apprehensive, a little expectant, and a little apprehensive.

Until he saw that face, that face that belonged to the depths of his memory, he smiled miserably, turned his head back, and leaned on Jing Yan's shoulder.

He was silent for a long time, then he spoke quietly, he said: "15 years ago, I had a cousin named Hu Po, who was raised in a boudoir all the year round due to congenital deficiencies. That year, she burned incense with her mother to fulfill her wish, and met a bandit on the way. Jianghu knight, chivalrous name Li Zhi. The two fell in love at first sight, and they fell in love when they met again. Only half a year old, I suddenly heard that my cousin eloped with that man, shocking the imperial capital. You must know that my cousin had been promised to marry a prince at that time. My aunt was furious , Since then, she has been lingering on the sickbed all year round. We searched around, but we never saw my cousin again."

Perhaps it was Li Yun's narration that made the coir raincoat wake up from his own world. After Li Yun stopped talking, he took up the story.

"That was the happiest time in my life. I danced the sword for her, and she played the piano for me. However, the good times didn't last long, and she fell ill. I never knew that her illness would be so serious. I took her to find Many doctors, they all said that it was a disease brought from the mother's womb, and could only be raised with expensive medicinal materials. But I have no money, what should I do? So I went to kill people, many people. I don't remember that I killed How many people, but I earned a lot of money, and I used the money to buy her various medicinal materials, but she smiled less and less, and the worry between her brows became heavier and heavier. Only five years later, five years Only a year."

"It was you who killed her!" Li Yun raised his voice. He raised his head and looked at Li Zhi who was smiling softly. He growled, his tone full of hatred.

"Originally she could live forever, but it was because of you that she died."

"It's me? It's me!" Li Zhi was stunned. Suddenly, he burst into tears, crying heartbreakingly, but the strange thing was: his mouth was still raised, as if smiling.

"Of course it was you. You took her away from Beijing, and she was worried about her mother; when you went out to kill people, she was afraid that you would kill too much, and she was also worried that you would hurt your skin. Can you save her again?"

Every sentence of accusation pierced Li Zhi's heart like a sharp blade of ice, and he collapsed to his knees on the ground, lying on his back on the ground, curled up on the ground like a baby.

Cry and cry.