Bai Yueguang, who was dressed as a hero and died prematurely

When the wind blows, you are like the butterfly, fluttering and inciting the plot.

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When Mu Zifeng heard about Feng Chushan and Huang Nu, his eyes widened and he was suddenly startled. His eyes were red, he clenched his fists and asked patiently: "Huang Nu? Are you Ruan Xingzhu?"

Ruan Xingzhu nodded and took off his mask.

They thought of her name through Huang Nu. Sure enough, they recognized the little blue fox and felt that they were Huang Nu from that time on.

Mu Zifeng's eyes were very red and his tone was affirmative, "Do you know everything about that secret?"

"understood."

Mu Zifeng didn't care why Ruan Xingzhu became the junior uncle, he only focused on the death of Elder Mu.

He had obviously been vaccinated by Elder Mu before, but he was still unable to accept it.

After hearing this, he stopped making trouble, as if he knew everything, he squatted down silently and huddled himself into a ball, like an autistic mushroom.

Mu Zifeng's eyes were dead, and he said, "You go, I don't care about you killing Elder Mu, and I don't intend to tell you the news about Fengchu Mountain. You, go."

Walk? Ruan Xingzhu's dark eyes drooped slightly. She had been trying to find Fengchu Mountain for so long, how could she just give up?

She would never give up. She finally found the information, how could she let it go so easily.

Tsk, no, I have to think of a way to cheer up Mu Zifeng!

But Mu Zifeng was stunned like a demon, roaring angrily, "Elder Mu is gone, what's the point of my life? I have been forbearing for so many years just to make him feel better, but, but, why, why in the end he still Die!"

"Mr. Mu is so kind, why on earth is it? Don't good people get rewarded?!"

The rain slacks down the grass on the wall, and the wind returns to gather flowers on the water surface.

There were water drops ticking along the wall in the cave and falling on Mu Zifeng's head, but he didn't react at all. He just hugged his knees with his hands and stared blankly. His eyes were empty and lifeless, as if the last light in his life had been extinguished. Same.

Dark clouds began to gather in the sky, thunder and lightning loomed in the sky, and the thunder resounded through the sky.

Big raindrops fell, and strong winds mixed with torrential rain destroyed the vegetation and flowers.

Ruan Xingzhu couldn't bear it, so he squatted down opposite Mu Zifeng and used a spell to set up a barrier around them, blocking out the lightning, thunder, and violent storm outside.

What can she say?

She's not good at comforting people, so how can she comfort her?

In fact, she should have gone back after gathering the magic weapons, but if she wanted to know the whereabouts of Feng Chushan, she had to wait for Mu Zifeng's mood to return to normal.

Ruan Xingzhu actually didn't know how to comfort people, but she searched hard for words to cheer him up.

"Good people will be rewarded. Cause and effect circulates. If you don't get retribution, it's not that you won't repay it. The time has not yet come. For example, those masters who bully you, do you think I will drive them away when I come? Those who are not good to you His disciples were also punished, and Elder Qiu was also punished..."

Ruan Xingzhu didn't even know what he was talking about, so he just said whatever he thought of.

"Look, good people are rewarded, right? Now that I know Elder Mu is a good person, I will definitely make him famous in the future!"

"Do you still remember Ye Linglan? I remember that you and her were in love. Ai, do you know? In fact, she is not dead, she is still alive. Can I take you to find her?"

Mu Zifeng didn't respond. He squatted there, still looking like he had lost his soul. His eyes were dull and unfocused.

Alas, Ruan Xingzhu actually understands that if someone who has been kind to him for many years passes away, anyone else would be sad.

Ruan Xingzhu racked his brains to comfort him, "Elder Mu is gone, but as his disciple you have to inherit his skills and carry them forward, right? If you are also decadent, who will remember that there is Elder Mu in the world? ?You have to cheer up and become more powerful, and then tell everyone that your master is Elder Mu, so that everyone will remember him. Can you cheer up?"

Mu Zifeng's eyes moved slightly, and he turned his eyes to look at Ruan Xingzhu.

"Everyone's life is limited, but the spirit they leave behind is infinite. One flower is one world. As long as we carry forward Elder Mu's spirit of sacrificing himself for others, he will always be by our side!"

"Elder Mu actually hasn't left, he has been by your side to protect you!"

Seeing that her advice had an effect, Ruan Xingzhu became more energetic and kept talking about everything he could think of, from birth, old age, illness and death to the flowers and plants of the world.

"Look at the grass outside that has been beaten by wind, rain, and burned by fire. Isn't it still full of vitality?" Ruan Xingzhu pointed to the grass outside that was beaten by wind and rain.

"Have you ever heard of a poem? 'Wildfire never burns out, but the spring breeze blows and grows again.' This is written by a great poet. It is praising the resilience and tenacity of vitality of the grass. Look at it, it is so weak, but it is still so strong. Live hard, you have to live hard too!"

This squatting lasted for three days and three nights. Ruan Xingzhu kept talking nonstop for three days and three nights. She developed dry skin, cracks on her mouth, smoke coming out of her throat, and she had to keep her eyes open. There were red bloodshot eyes, and there were dark circles under the eyes.

Ruan Xingzhu felt like his brain was starved of oxygen and he was going to fall asleep the next second, but he still tried to comfort the autistic boy.

She tried hard to overcome her tiredness, her upper and lower eyelids were already fighting, and she said vaguely, "I know it's hard for you to lose someone close to you, but our lives are so long that we can't be trapped by such a small thing. Human beings , after all, we still have to look forward and move forward.”

This sentence touched Mu Zifeng. He thought of the time when he had just been picked up by Elder Mu. He clearly remembered something very important, but could not remember it. He realized that he might have forgotten something, and he had been suffering from it. , had trouble sleeping day and night, had nightmares in the middle of the night, and woke up dripping with sweat.

At that time, Elder Mu sat quietly with him on the wooden chair in the yard. They blew the evening breeze together and looked at the stars in the sky. Elder Mu pointed at the stars and said to him:

"Zifeng, you see there are so many stars in the sky, who cares about their positions every day? Just like us, there are so many people, who will remember who made mistakes. We humans, after all, still have to look forward and look forward to the future. Those who move forward cannot always be trapped by past mistakes.”

From then on, Mu Zifeng began to cheer up, became a disciple of Elder Mu, and practiced hard every day, just to repay Elder Mu for his kindness.

Thinking of Elder Mu's words, the look in Mu Zifeng's eyes returned little by little.

Ruan Xingzhu finally heard the autistic boy speak before he fell asleep, "Elder Mu has never let us call him master. He always said that he might die at any time with his old bones."

His voice was extremely hoarse, with a bit of grit, and it sounded a bit harsh like a leaky trumpet.

Ruan Xingzhu was stunned.

It turns out that this is what everyone calls Elder Mu.

"Ah this..."

Ruan Xingzhu startled herself as soon as she opened her mouth. Her voice was now as hoarse as Mu Zifeng's.

Ruan Xingzhu was worried, how could she comfort her? Besides, she was really sleepy and her throat hurt...

Mu Zifeng stood up, turned his head and looked at the rainbow emerging in the sky, a smile appeared on his pale and handsome face, "It's sunny, put away the magic shield."

"Let's go, I'll take you to Fengchu Mountain."

It rained and it was fine.

Mu Zifeng is also like a clear sky after the rain.

Ruan Xingzhu's sleepiness disappeared immediately. She was so happy that she immediately took out the medicine she had forgotten to drink for three days and drank it up.

Then, there was a heavy feeling in her chest, and she spat out a mouthful of black blood, which sprayed directly onto Mu Zifeng's clothes. The two of them were stunned at the same time.

Just as Ruan Xingzhu was about to say something, she felt that the spiritual power in her body was not functioning properly and began to flow backwards. The pain was unbearable, and she couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of black blood with her face on the side.

Her mouth now smelled of blood, her stomach was sour, her chest was tight, and something was stuck in her throat. It felt like the stuck thing was blood. She looked at the two large pools of black blood on the ground in silence.

Oh my God, could it be that I was going to die suddenly after staying up for three days? !

Can she be saved? He can't be the first monk to die suddenly in the world of immortality, right? ? !