The heroine forced me to fall in love with money

It was the first time for Jiang Zhinan to hear Lan Sirou talk about what happened when he was a child in such detail.

In the story, there is Lan Rang, who was once a young and wild girl, a mother she never mentioned, and herself.

At that time, Lan Rang was not the head of the sect, but a casual young man with unlimited ideals and ambitions, determined to travel all over the world.

In just three years, I have seen countless great rivers and mountains.

It was also at this time that he met Lan Sirou's biological mother, Surou.

The two almost fell in love at first sight. After going through all kinds of hardships, they made a private decision for life. They got married secretly in a small ruined temple. A year later, they gave birth to a daughter named Lan Ciqiu.

Everything was fine then, until the Qingguang faction suddenly underwent a revolution.

It is said that it is a catastrophe, and it cannot be avoided with human strength.

After the headmaster at the time noticed this, he quickly called all the high-level disciples to discuss together, hoping to use everyone's strength to jointly resist this disaster.

If they win, then naturally everyone will be happy, but if they lose, what awaits everyone is imminent.

Lan Rang is naturally among this group of people.

The young man is full of passion, not afraid of life and death, and wholeheartedly wants to save the sect and the common people, but he doesn't realize that he is just a weak ant in the face of disaster.

With such a small strength, how could it be possible to fight against the sky.

Seeing this, Su Rou was anxious in her heart, and had persuaded Lan Rang many times, begging Lan Rang to consider for herself and her children, and not to make unnecessary sacrifices.

If the Qingguang sect is gone, it can be rebuilt elsewhere, but if the people are gone, there is nothing left.

It's a pity that Lan Rang had never heard of it at the time.

It would be too late to regret the things that were not taken into consideration at that time.

The natural disaster came as expected, thousands of disciples used spells to resist it, and the headmaster also put his life as a bet, desperate.

But in the end it was still a step short, even if there were a large number of people, they still couldn't resist, seeing that everyone was about to die.

It was at such a critical moment that Surou stood up and sacrificed all her cultivation to resist with them, which finally made everyone escape from danger.

At that time, Lan Rang knew for the first time that his wife turned out to be a highly cultivated demon.

It is also the first time I have tasted the feeling of heartache. Once the catastrophe is over, all things recover, the sky is extremely clear, and the people who escaped the catastrophe all show happy smiles.

Only his Su Rou, because he had exhausted all his vitality and cultivation base, wasted like this on that day.

The head of the sect thanked him for his dedication to the Qingguang Sect, and was also optimistic about his ability, so he retired due to physical discomfort in the next few years, and passed the head of the sect to him.

Since then, this huge Qingguang Sect and thousands of disciples have come under his control, and it seems that it has infinite prosperity.

Ke Lan let him know that he still lost too much.

He built Surou's tomb on a mountain full of maple trees, because she said that she likes to see maple leaves covered with mountains and forests.

He would get very drunk on the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, just because that day was the day Su Rou left.

He also changed Lan Ciqiu's name and changed it to Lan Sirou, expressing his infinite grief and sorrow.

He has done a lot, but no matter what he does, Su Rou will never come back.

That's why Lan Sirou knew from a young age that if you really like someone, you must cherish them, tell her all your love and everything you want to express, and don't wait until you lose it before regretting it .

Just like what she did to Jiang Zhinan now.

Jiang Zhinan leaned quietly in her arms, and when she finished talking to herself about these things that she had never told others, she inevitably felt countless sadness and regrets.

"Sirou." She raised her head and looked at the people around her. After a while, she lightly touched her hand and clenched it tightly. "Actually, I don't think you need to blame yourself too much."

"The head of the sect must have had a hard time these years. He missed his wife, but because there were too many entanglements behind him, he couldn't let go of everything to follow her after all. He could only live in pain like this."

"But looking at it now, maybe all this is a kind of relief." She said, her eyes gradually brought a touch of firmness, "So in order not to make him worry, Sirou, you must also be well."

"No matter whether you are a human or a demon, you must work hard to cheer up and live hard, just for your parents, and for me."

Lan Sirou never thought of Jiang Zhinan's words.

She thought that when Jiang Zhinan saw that she killed his biological father with his own hands, he would definitely leave.

But no.

She thought that when Jiang Zhinan heard that the monster hadn't been killed, and might wait for an opportunity to come back for revenge, he would definitely leave.

But no.

She thought that when Jiang Zhinan heard that she was a half-human, half-demon monster, he would definitely leave.

But still not.

Just like what she said at the time, no matter what happened, no matter who Lan Sirou was, she would definitely not leave.

He really did what he said.

Lan Sirou raised her eyes to look at her, feeling that the emotions in her heart that had been suppressed all this time had finally found an outlet to vent.

She reached out and hugged Jiang Zhinan, buried her head in her arms, and cried like a child.

……

Because of what happened, the Qingguang faction could not go back for the time being.

Lan Sirou's injuries in this battle were very serious, the wounds on the skin and flesh could be healed on their own, within a few days they were fully recovered, but the wounds on the inside would take a long time to recover.

But fortunately, the demon didn't come back to take revenge these few days, and he must have been seriously injured, just like she was also secretly recuperating.

This is good, at least it gives Lan Sirou a buffer time.

If the demon came back now, with her current state, her life and death might be uncertain.

At that time, what should Jiang Zhinan do?

Lan Sirou couldn't bear to put her in danger, not even the slightest.

With such worries in mind, Lan Sirou did not stay in the cave for long, but took Jiang Zhinan to the foot of the mountain, found an inn to stay, and changed places every few days to avoid the pursuit of the devil.

During this period, the system saw that they were too embarrassed and hardworking, and even secretly gave Jiang Zhinan a lot of money, telling her to keep it as a spare.

The days passed slowly while hiding in Tibet like this.

Until one day a month later.

It happened to be a night when the moon could not be seen clearly. The wind outside was bitingly cold, and the leaves made rustling noises, which made people feel very uneasy.

Lan Sirou became vigilant as before, and really discovered the murderous intent hidden in it.

It was it, that monster came back again in such a short period of time!

When Lan Sirou realized this, she immediately frowned, and a kind of despair gradually grew in her heart.

Now her spiritual power is not as good as before, and her body has not fully recovered. If she really fights, it will definitely be more catastrophic.

Thinking like this, she turned her head and glanced at Jiang Zhinan who was sitting by the bed and helping her sew her coat.

But for the sake of this person in front of her, she had to fight this battle.

Even if it's... risking your life.

There is no time to hesitate any longer.

She sighed softly, then suddenly stood up straight, walked towards Jiang Zhinan's direction, then bent down and kissed her on the lips.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Zhinan looked at her, with a faint smile in his eyes, "Why did Si Rou kiss me all of a sudden?"

"I just want to kiss you." Lan Sirou raised the corners of her mouth slightly, the candlelight was reflected in her eyes, making her look very beautiful and gentle, "I really, really like Yanyan."

"I know." Jiang Zhinan responded, pressing against her forehead and rubbing gently, "I like you very much, too, very much."

"En." Lan Sirou nodded, a trace of relief gradually appeared in his eyes, "If I can hear Yanyan's words, no matter what happens, I won't have any regrets."

What she said was so abnormal that Jiang Zhinan immediately noticed something.

"Sirou!" she said, and subconsciously stretched her hand forward to grab Lan Sirou's clothes, "You have to..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was knocked unconscious by Lan Sirou's hand knife.

"I'm sorry." Lan Sirou said, gently took off the needle and thread in her hand, carefully picked her up and put her on the bed, and even covered her with the quilt.

"I may not be able to come back." She said, with a sad and helpless smile on her lips, "You must be good in the future."

After saying this, she took a pen and paper from the table, and wrote a few lines of writing, then turned around and placed it beside Jiang Zhinan's pillow.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and took the sword, looked back as if nostalgic, pushed open the door and walked out.

This time she held the determination to die.

If you can't kill it, you must let it lose its vitality, and it will slow down for dozens or hundreds of years.

……

Lan Sirou still didn't come back until Jiang Zhinan woke up.

His face was wet, Jiang Zhinan reached out to touch it, only to realize that he had been crying all night.

Her Sirou is gone, and her things are gone, the only thing left is a letter beside her pillow.

The moment Jiang Zhinan saw the letter, her heart ached uncontrollably. With trembling hands, she held the letter in front of her eyes carefully, but she dared not open it.

"Zhinan!" Realizing that her emotions were fluctuating too much, the system quickly said in its mind, "Zhinan, you..."

"I'm fine." Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Zhinan interrupted him.

The tone was full of fear and anxiety.

"I, I don't read it, I don't read it..." She shook her head and put the letter away, gritted her teeth and stood up, gently took out the astrology stone in her pocket.

"I'm going to find Sirou." She said, opened the door and ran out quickly, running desperately towards the direction pointed by the Xiangsheng stone.

"She's fine, she'll be fine, I'll go find her right now!"

"Let's go...to find her."

Under the guidance of Xiangsheng Stone, Jiang Zhinan finally came to a secluded mountain and stopped in front of a forest.

The scene in front of him was terrifying, the ground under his feet was full of potholes, and the surrounding trees were all cut down in the middle. One look at this place had experienced a fierce battle.

There was also a lot of blood splattered on the scene, Jiang Zhinan walked forward in the direction of the blood, and finally saw Lan Sirou in front of a huge rock.

One... Lan Sirou, who had been dead for a long time, was covered in wounds and blood, and could no longer breathe.

The moment he saw her, Jiang Zhinan burst into tears, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

She staggered and ran to Lan Sirou and knelt down, knowing that she was dead but still listened to her breathing and heartbeat over and over again, as if possessed by a demon.

"Zhinan!" The system called her in his head, his voice was full of grief, "She's dead, Lan Sirou is already dead!"

Not knowing if this sentence woke her up, Jiang Zhinan finally stopped.

But the body was still shaking, tears flowed down silently, and the whole person looked fragile.

Lan Sirou in front of her has a lot of wounds on her body, and many meridians in her body have already been broken, like a broken doll.

Jiang Zhinan stared at her for a long, long time.

I don't know how long.

It's been so long that the tears are almost dry, and it's been so long that my heart almost loses consciousness.

At some point, she gently stretched her hand into her bosom, and then took out a small cloth bag that she hadn't touched for a long time, and slowly took out the gold needles and red thread from it.

"I can't cry, and I can't shake anymore..." She murmured softly, her voice was very small, as if she was afraid of disturbing the sleeping Lan Sirou, she threaded the red thread little by little.

"If your hands are shaking, you shouldn't be able to sew well." She said, gently caressing Lan Sirou's face, her eyes were full of reluctance and nostalgia, "My Sirou is so beautiful, please don't let me make you ugly It's..."