Meteor Killer

Throughout the year, there are light daisies planted in Yinyue Mountain Villa.

Whether it is the master or the servant's room, the dots of white are almost visible.

This white color appears in courtyards, study rooms, main halls, and bedrooms.

Even the kitchen.

Everyone in Yinyue Villa is wearing white clothes.

Flowers are white enough, but people are whiter.

Ximen Fuuxue likes white.

He is always wearing a snow-white robe, dangling in the yard.

He also always likes to water his little daisies at sunset.

White hair, white clothes, white jug and white daisies.

Ximen Chuuxue was undoubtedly a weirdo.

He is not old, but he has silver hair.

He is not considered young, but he has not yet married a wife.

In the entire Silver Moon Villa, besides him, there are thirteen servants and one hundred and three little daisies.

There are more flowers than people, and the crowd is deceiving.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't care, he often said to the old servant beside him: "The masters of Yinyue Villa are these children."

The white daisy is a very unassuming little flower, and it is the kind of flower that is suitable for staying in the corner.

Swinging it casually, it is so ordinary that people don't bother to talk to it.

Accompanied by these little daisies, Ximen Chuuxue lived in seclusion in Yinyue Villa for 20 years.

For 20 years, Silver Moon Villa has had no visitors.

As a result, the world gradually forgot his name and his sword.

Sometimes Ximen Chuuxue can't remember who he is?

Maybe he is just an ordinary middle-aged man, a manor owner who spends all day with flowers.

Rather than the "Sword God" who once made a name for himself.

In this way, the calm days passed day after day.

until one day.

That day, the old man Ding Wangqi did not send him a white kettle full of water as usual.

Ximen Chuuxue felt a little strange.

Wang Qi is always very punctual, and he is also the first person in the whole manor to get up.

But now, everyone was busy, but he couldn't be seen.

Ximen Chuuxue sighed, and walked out of the room slowly with a flick of his sleeves.

He knows that even if he wants to forget the past, others will not.

Wang Qi's body was found in the corner of the back courtyard.

He was nailed to a big tree by a very thin branch.

The branches passed through the heart, extending a gurgling line of blood.

The blood line meandered, dripping along the corner of his clothes, and scattered bloody flowers on the ground.

When the wind blows, the leaves rustle and tremble, and the hem of his clothes also echoes, fluttering slowly in the wind, as if singing a sad song.

Ximen Chuuxue shuddered all over.

At this time, he saw white daisy petals scattered on the ground.

He suddenly felt very strange why the petals on the ground did not move at all when the wind blew up just now.

They seemed to have been immobilized, just like the expression of Wang Qi who was nailed to the tree.

Wang Qi's expression was sluggish, with drooping eyelids and dazed eyes.

But there is another kind of relief that seems to be released.

It was like a person who had been tortured for a long time was freed in an instant.

Such an expression should not appear on Wang Qi.

Wang Qi is an honest and responsible person, he has no enemies, no illnesses, let alone any troubles.

But before he died, he showed such an expression.

He died inexplicably, but seemed willing.

Ximen Chuuxue shuddered again.

He suddenly remembered that he had seen such an expression before.

Also on a dead man.

It was a young man, a very lively young man.

A happy boy.

He also died inexplicably like this, and his expression after death was the same as that of Wang Qi, relieved amidst confusion.

He finally knew the cause and effect.

It is he who has come.

He kills and saves people at the same time.

The people he killed always felt an unprecedented relaxation and happiness at the moment when their lives were coming to an end.

A little red in the Central Plains.

He still didn't let him go.

In the past, he was looking for him; but now, he is looking for him.

Only then did he notice the white daisy petals on the ground.

They, too, became victims.

The characters made of petals are crooked and difficult to read.

Ximen Chuuxue looked carefully before he recognized it.

There are seven characters in total: "Jinling Peak on the ninth day of September".

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and his loose white clothes swelled, the wind hit his body, and the chill went to the depths of his bones.

At this moment, the petals of the white daisies on the ground seemed to come alive all of a sudden, jumping up from the ground, rolling and struggling, and rolled into a flower wave in the strong wind.

Ximen, the person who blows the snow, is submerged in the flying broken petals.

Immediately afterwards, there was another "click", and the branches nailed to Wang Qi's body snapped in two.

Wang Qi's body fell down all of a sudden, slipped and fell to the ground little by little, as if it was weightless.

At this time, the petals of the white daisy flocked towards Wang Qi's body as if they were secretly driven by someone.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes gradually became brighter, and he saw white petals falling in front of his eyes.

The white petals are attached to the white corpse one by one, and the world is full of monotonous helplessness.

After a while, Wang Qi's body was covered by white souls, from head to toe, densely packed, including the deep bloodstains like cracks on his clothes.

Bury people with flowers.

Be it flowers or people, they have all been liberated.

Meng Xinghun did not die, but on the contrary, his disease was miraculously brought under some control.

When he was alone, looking at the quiet lake in front of the window, he couldn't help but think of the scene that day.

Who is he?

Who was that gloomy man in Qingyin Xiaoge that day?

Why save him?

Why is there a strange feeling.Let him feel so familiar, who is he?

He didn't dare to tell his sister what happened that day, he was afraid that if her sister found out, she would let him kill that person.

He knew his sister's personality, and he couldn't do that.So, he didn't say a word.

He could see that he was also an indifferent killer. The killer only killed people and never saved them. Why did he save him?

Who is he?

…………

When Ming Yuexin came, she was stunned when she saw Meng Xinghun's distant and blurred eyes.

She felt that he always had a lot of worries, a lot of unhappiness, and a lot of melancholy, but he never told her that she wanted to approach him and understand him.

But he always locked himself firmly in his own world, not letting anyone step in.

Ming Yuexin felt a little sad.

"Meteor!" she called him.

He raised his head and saw her in a graceful dress with a smile on her face.

Ming Yuexin's smile is always particularly warm.

He also laughed.

"What are you thinking?"

He lowered his head, "Nothing?"

"I... want to go to a place, can you... can you go with me?" Ming Yuexin said cautiously.

"Where?"

"A place to watch the moon." She raised her eyebrows, "Your Observatory is a good place to watch the stars, but the place I want to go can see the most beautiful moon view in the world. How about it? Shall we go together?"

Meng Xinghun frowned. What would happen if my sister came to Wangxing Tower at night and found that he was not there?

If my sister knew that he was watching the moon scene with a girl in the dead of night, what would she think?

But in fact, he didn't have time to think about these problems at all, because Ming Yuexin took his hand and dragged him out of Wangxing Tower.

……

late at night.

Lone Star Mountain, Lengyue Lake.

Ming Yuexin took off her shoes, carefully picked up the hem of her skirt, and dipped her little white feet in the cool water of the lake.

In the center of the crystal clear lake, a round of pure white moon is reflected.

The lake is very quiet, and so is the moon.

But Mingyue Xin's eyes looking at the lake water are agile and flying.

Meng Xinghun was dumbfounded.

A little bit of starlight dances around Ming Yuexin's face.It is the private meeting of fireflies, chewing out bursts of sweet and secret words.

"Meteor... Come and see."

He sat down next to her, a little embarrassed.

"It's so strange here. I've been looking for it for a long time, but there is really only one star. You can see the sky full of stars in the Wangxing Tower, but here, there is only one star."

He raised his head and watched devoutly with her, like a newlyweds making a lifetime promise to the sky.

A star, and a bright moon, stay together, depend on each other, and fall in love with each other.

There is nothing but each other, never separate, never abandon.

Meng Xinghun's eyes were a little blurred.

He suddenly felt a strange feeling, a feeling of happiness that he had never felt before.

He lowered his head and smelled a fragrant fragrance.

The silhouettes of the two were reflected in the water of the lake, and Ming Yuexin leaned next to the boy beside him, leaning her head gently on his shoulder.

The soft and dark hair hung down on Meng Xinghun's shoulders, and on his arms, like strands of black threads, exuded a faint fragrance, silently holding him back.

He felt a little breathless.

The moonlight shone on her face, and there was a gentle smile on her face.

He couldn't help it, a little distracted, secretly reached out his hand, and gently embraced her in his arms.

She remained silent, as if she had already been intoxicated by it.

"Mingyue Xin..." he called softly in his heart.

She closed her eyes, she couldn't see anything, only him, the faint scent of pure herbs on his body.

He saw that her face had a pink intoxicating brilliance.I couldn't help but slid my hand over her face, a little frightened and a little loving.

At this moment, Meng Xinghun even forgot who he was?

Forget that I am a killer, forget that my life is at stake, and forget that I have a sister.

He wished he could hold her like this forever.

but……

A faintly distinctive smell.

Intermittent slight groans|groans.

He took a deep breath, and his sanity gradually became clear.

He suddenly woke up in a daze.

As a professional killer, he was all too familiar with this smell and sound.

"Mingyue Xin..." He bowed his head to call her, and gradually let go of his hand.

"Meteor..." Her eyes were blurred, and she was still sinking alone in her dream.

He straightened his body and stood up, Ming Yuexin was completely awake.

"What's wrong, Meteor?" She was terrified, why did he behave like this all of a sudden?

He stood up, with her on his back, and looked into the distance, his thin figure, and the long robe lifted by the wind, fluttering gracefully under the moonlight.

She looked at him puzzled, a little lost.

He secretly clenched his fists.

That's right, you can't go wrong.

He shouldn't be wrong.

"Ming Yue Xin," he said very cautiously, "There are people near us."

Ming Yuexin covered her mouth, why?She didn't notice it at all.

"Come with me..." He looked very calm.

She was a little scared, the meteor was so serious, she was afraid that the person who came was not good.

She looked at him hesitantly.

He smiled, girls are always less courageous, especially at night.

He reached out and took her hand.He took her step by step, and suddenly felt that it was very happy to protect her.

He walked to the other direction of Lengyue Lake, deep in the forest, where the moonlight could not shine, it was dark.

The rocky road was not very easy to walk, so he slowed down and asked her to follow closely.

There was a dead silence all around, and no sound was heard.

Meng Xinghun took a deep breath.

Yes, he is still there.

"Meteor..." She couldn't help it anymore, "Where are we going?"

He remained silent for a while and said, "It's almost here."

They came to a cave, which was so deep that they couldn't see clearly inside.Weeds are overgrown outside the cave, like a barren field.

He stopped and looked at her, "You stay here and wait for me."

She shook her head, "I'll go in with you." She squeezed his hand even tighter.

He smiled, she didn't want to leave him, and at this time, he didn't want to leave her either.

"Let's go," he whispered.

The two entered the cave together.

There was only a gleam of light in the cave, and he still couldn't see the path under his feet. He drew the Meteor Sword from his shoulder.

The light of the Meteor Sword faintly illuminated the way ahead.This is a meandering downward road with no end in sight, turning around to the unknown depths.

Ming Yuexin held his hand tightly, cold sweat broke out unconsciously.

Meng Xinghun was very calm, and he walked down persistently.

It was there, he believed.

The vaguely wafting smell became more and more intense, Meng Xinghun felt a tightness in his chest, and couldn't help but want to cough again, he gritted his teeth and barely held it back.

That's right, he was getting closer and closer, the disgusting smell of blood, this smell is no longer familiar.

He takes another step.Mingyue Xin grabbed him violently. "Meteor, listen..."

He turned his ears and heard the sound of frail water.

"Let's go, it's okay." He said lightly.

After the two of them groped for a dozen steps, Meng Xinghun suddenly stopped, and Ming Yuexin almost bumped into him.

Suddenly bright.

Ancient stone caves, deep pools, and the faint blue light from the zenith.

The stone cave is not considered wide, but it is full of strange rocks, which makes it feel like entering a foreign land for a while.The pools are connected to each other, and the depth is bottomless.

With a few gleams of light shining through the crevices on the top of the mountain, they saw...

A person lying on the ground.

He was dressed in white, and his upper body was stained red with blood.

There were also bloodstains beside him, and traces of struggle could be seen faintly.Dark red blood slowly infiltrated along the cracks in the stone.

Meng Xinghun frowned.

Ming Yuexin let out a soft cry, and was about to go over, Meng Xinghun grabbed her.

She looked at him: "He seems to be hurt."

He shook his head and was about to say something when Ming Yuexin broke away from him and ran to that person.

Ming Yuexin has the instinct of a doctor, and he has no way to stop her idea of ​​curing diseases and saving lives.

He put away the Meteor Sword in his hand, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

He felt as if something was going to happen.

There is an extremely ominous premonition.

that person...

Ming Yuexin had already helped him up, and Meng Xinghun could see his face clearly.

In an instant, he could hardly control himself to pull out the Meteor Sword again.

that person...

It should have died long ago.

He was the one my sister wanted him to kill——

Huashan swordsman Mo Cong.

As before, he didn't ask his sister why she wanted to kill him, but he clearly remembered that he had put the Meteor Sword into his chest two days ago.

However, he did not die.Also inexplicably appeared here.

He was negligent, what should we do now?

He regretted that he brought Mingyue Xin in, but he was glad that he found him again.

He secretly made up his mind that under the Meteor Sword, there must be no one alive.

"Meteor, come here!"

Meng Xinghun walked up to her in response, she supported him from behind, he saw his eyes closed tightly, his face pale.

"He seems to have been stabbed in the heart with a sword, but it's very strange..." Ming Yuexin frowned.

She raised his hand, "His pulse is very strange, as if it is different from ordinary people's."

Meng Xinghun stared closely at his bloodless face, his heart clenched secretly.

Ming Yuexin nodded slightly, "If I'm not wrong, he should be practicing a kind of kung fu that can shift the heart. And when the enemy attacked, he happened to be using kung fu, so he hit the right way and saved his life. .”

Meng Xinghun secretly groaned in his heart.

She unbuttoned his clothes and saw the thin, long and unique wound on his chest.

Ming Yuexin's face suddenly changed.

Meng Xinghun noticed her strange expression, her lips seemed to be trembling slightly.

What's up with her?

"Mingyue Xin?" He called her softly.

She suddenly came back to her senses, her expression had returned to normal, but her eyes seemed to be vaguely entangled with past and old hatred.

"Could it be that she..." Meng Xinghun didn't dare to think about it.

Ming Yuexin stared at the wound for a long time, "It's a good thing we found him, but his wound is bleeding too much, I'm afraid it won't last long, Meteor, you look at him first, I'll find some herbs nearby to stop the bleeding, first help He stopped the bleeding, and then tried to get him out for treatment."

At this time, Ming Yuexin fully demonstrated her rationality and calmness unique to a doctor.

Meng Xinghun didn't know what to say, so he could only nod his head.

Ming Yuexin turned her head and left, Meng Xinghun suddenly remembered something, "Wait a minute..."

She turned her head and saw him draw out the sword on his shoulder, the brilliant light illuminated the cave brightly.

He threw the sword to her, "Take this, be careful."

Ming Yuexin smiled, she saw him right, he was a good boy.

She turned and walked away.

The cave was dead silent again.

Meng Xinghun's face suddenly became dark.

He looked at the man in front of him and the sharp wound on his chest.The wound is oozing blood, slowly.

He was so angry that he was on the verge of extinction.

He suddenly bled up.

Without the Meteor Sword, I would kill you the same.

"Tick tock...tick tock..." He was startled and raised his head suddenly, seeing water seeping from the rock wall, dripping into the dark green deep pool.

The pool water|very|deep, seems to be able to swallow everything.

He looked at his distorted face reflected in the pool, and silently took off his coat.

Damn people, after all, no one can save you.

There was a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, he squatted down and rolled his clothes into a pile.He hesitated for a moment, then slammed the ball of clothing over his face.

He didn't move, unable to struggle.

No matter the weak or the strong, they are all the same in front of the killer, they cannot escape the fate of death.

"Tick tock...tick tock...", a monotonous voice echoed in the cave.

The atmosphere in the cave was eerie and terrifying.

Meng Xinghun's eyes were shining with excitement and terror.

After a long time, until his hands were a little sore, he slowly removed the clothes.

At the same time, he saw his eyes, which had been closed tightly just now, opened at the last moment of his life.

He wanted to see him clearly, the real appearance of the man who killed him.

His eyes were wide, their eyeballs bulging outward.Resentment, unwillingness, panic, the eyes of the last moment of life, left to the person who killed him.

Meng Xinghun frowned. Seeing his appearance, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and stumbled back a few steps.

He was very surprised, this kind of eyes had appeared under his sword countless times, he was already used to it, but why, recently, he suddenly became very scared, he was afraid of seeing their eyes before they died.He realized that since he met Ming Yuexin, everything had become a little wrong.

Ming Yuexin wanted to save him, but he killed him instead.

Cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots, this is the principle taught by my sister, what's wrong?

But, why, he vaguely felt that he had done a wrong thing, killing people, is there a right or wrong?

Meng Xinghun felt a tightness in his chest, and he smelled the disgusting smell of blood again.

He leaned against the stone wall, put on his clothes tremblingly, only felt his knees go limp, and his whole body sank...

When Ming Yuexin came back, she could hardly believe her eyes.

Meteor, who was fine just now, has already coughed so hard that his face is ashen, and he is limp on the ground.

"Meteor!" She flew over.

"Cough...cough..., I...he..." He couldn't make a sentence.

Mingyue asked impatiently, "What happened, Meteor?"

"I'll save...cough...cough...he...he...he...dead...cough..." Meng Xinghun felt his eyes darken and fell down.

The moment he closed his eyes, he saw the concerned and regretful expression in Mingyue Xin's eyes.

It's a pity, because she didn't have time to save him.

And concern, is it because of him?