I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

Sang Nian's nose felt sore and salty tears overflowed from his eyes.

She didn't understand what was wrong with her. She pursed her lips and held her breath, trying to hold back these inexplicable tears.

Xiao Zhuochen stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, but seemed to think that this was too abrupt, so he paused and handed her a clean handkerchief instead.

He sounded somewhat helpless:

"Miss Sang, I don't know how to comfort girls. If you cry, I have no idea what to do. You should ask Xie...the young man over there to come over."

Sang Nian didn't take the handkerchief, but wiped his face with his sleeve, saying in a low voice:

"No need. I just met him and we are not very familiar with each other."

Xiao Zhuochen: “…Yeah.”

Sang Nian continued:

"You told me so much, but I don't remember anything. I don't know how to answer you."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhuochen smiled:

"There is a magical plant in Penglai called the Flower of the Past. If you take it, you will remember it."

Sang Nian frowned:

"What if... I remember all the bad things too?"

"So what?"

Xiao Zhuochen asked her:

"Whether it's good or bad, it's all in the past, isn't it?"

Sang Nian stared at him blankly, unable to speak for a long time.

Seeing her like this, the young man who was like an ice rose sighed again.

He said:

"Sang Nian, if you are trapped here because of my death, and you are suffering from inner demons——"

"Even if I die, my heart will not be at peace."

"..."

After a long while, Sang Nian wiped his eyes in embarrassment:

"I see."

Xiao Zhuochen's brows showed a hint of relief:

"That's good."

Sang Nian said:

"But you haven't told me your name yet."

Xiao Zhuochen said: "When you take the Qianchen Flower, you will naturally know my name."

Sang Nian curled his lips:

"You were afraid that I wouldn't eat the flower, so you deliberately didn't tell me."

Xiao Zhuochen laughed:

"Miss Sang, you are still so smart."

Sang Nian said: "Don't worry, I will eat it."

She said seriously:

"No matter how bad the past was, it is still a part of my life and a part of myself. I will not give up on her."

Xiao Zhuochen nodded:

"That's how it should be."

Sang Nian nodded vigorously and asked another important question:

"Do you know how to leave Guixu?"

Xiao Zhuochen pondered for a moment:

"The dead cannot leave Guixu, but the living can. If you don't have the key, you can only go to the mayor of this city."

"City Lord?"

Sang Nian asked: "Who is it?"

Xiao Zhuochen: "His surname is Luo, and his given name is Ping An."

Sang Nian said, "Can you please take us to find him? We don't know the way."

"of course can."

After saying that, Xiao Zhuochen glanced at Xie Chenzhou's lonely back on the street and whispered:

"That young man is really pitiful."

Sang Nian was puzzled: "What happened to him?"

Xiao Zhuochen said:

"He seems to have lost something very important."

Sang Nian said, "Look for it if you lose it."

Xiao Zhuochen: "He doesn't dare."

Sang Nian said: "Then he is really a strange and twisted person."

Xiao Zhuochen didn't respond and took her to find Xie Chenzhou.

Hearing the footsteps, Xie Chenzhou turned around suddenly. Seeing that Sang Nian looked normal, he breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly.

He nodded slightly to Xiao Zhuochen to show his gratitude.

Xiao Zhuochen also nodded in response:

He said, "I'll take you to find the city lord. Let's go."

The two followed him, and Xie Chenzhou lowered his voice and asked Sang Nian:

"You cried?"

Sang Nian said "Ah" and said awkwardly:

"You saw it."

Xie Chenzhou said: "Your eyes are still red, and there is a tear under your cheek that you haven't wiped away."

Sang Nian subconsciously wiped his right cheek.

"This is it."

He stretched out his hand and gently brushed her left cheek with his fingertips, with a hint of cool water on his fingertips.

Sang Nian paused, carefully considered his words, and spoke carefully:

"Fellow Daoist Yu, you seem to be a little different to me."

Xie Chenzhou took back his hand:

"What is the difference?"

Sang Nian couldn't put it into words, he just felt that there was something weird about him.

Just as I was thinking about the words, Xiao Zhuochen in front of me suddenly said:

"We have arrived at the City Lord's Mansion."

The two stopped talking.

The City Lord's Mansion is an ordinary house, not too big and nothing special about it.

Sang Nian said, "It doesn't feel very impressive."

Xie Chenzhou said: "Well, yes."

Xiao Zhuochen held his forehead with his hand: "Miss Sang, and this young man, don't say this in front of other people's doors."

Sang Nian shut up immediately.

Suddenly, the door of the mansion opened.

"It seems that the city lord already knows you are coming."

Xiao Zhuochen smiled:

"I'll take you here. You can walk the rest of the way by yourselves."

Sang Nian was a little reluctant, but he knew that there was nothing he could do about it, so he nodded and said:

"Goodbye."

Xiao Zhuochen nodded slightly, took one last look at Xie Chenzhou, then turned and left.

Until his figure disappeared around the corner, Sang Nian finally withdrew his gaze:

"Fellow Daoist Yu, please go in."

Xie Chenzhou raised his foot and asked absentmindedly:

"Who is the city lord?"

Sang Nian said: "It seems to be called——Luo Ping'an."

Xie Chenzhou stopped suddenly.

Sang Nian: "What's wrong?"

He was silent for a moment, "Nothing."

A maid walked across the bridge and bowed to them.

"My master is waiting for you two in the backyard. Please come this way."

The two followed her all the way to the backyard.

The yard is full of greenery, with exotic flowers and plants everywhere.

A man was squatting on the ground, cutting flower branches.

He had his back to the two of them, so his face couldn't be seen clearly. All that could be seen was his pair of long, slender hands.

There are thin calluses on the fingers, as if he has been practicing swordsmanship for many years.

The person was brought in and the maid bowed and left.

Sang Nian asked tentatively:

"Are you the lord of this city?"

The hand that was pruning the branches paused, the man stood up and slowly turned around.

Unlike his clothes, his face was very young, like a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old.

In a trance, the shadows in my memory gradually overlapped.

Xie Chenzhou was distracted for a moment.

Luo Pingan smiled at him and raised his eyebrows:

"You've grown a lot taller. You're now half a head taller than me."

Sang Nian asked in surprise: "Do you know each other?"

"Yes, I know him." Xie Chenzhou said.

His best friends and loved ones all died at his hands.

Now they are gathered together.

Fate is truly unpredictable.

The lake in Luoping Pingchong Park is nuzzling:

"Here, the exit is over there, go by yourself."

Let them go so easily?

Sang Nian asked Xie Chenzhou: "Are you on good terms?"

Xie Chenzhou said: "Once."

As soon as the voice fell, Luo Pingan emphasized:

"Even now."

Xie Chenzhou pulled the corner of his mouth and revealed an ugly smile:

"I kill you."

Luo Pingan shook his head and smiled calmly:

"I chose to die."

He said word by word:

"You and Qinggui are both my best friends. If my death can save you, why wouldn't I do it?"

Xie Chenzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the ground without responding.

Luo Pingan came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said in his ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Azhou, don't be a sacrifice to the laws of nature."

"Stay away from this person next to you."