[Comprehensive] White Moonlight's Fancy Whitewashing History

After worshiping Qin Lan, Jun Yumo and Mo Qinghan left here together.

The sun was slowly setting, and the sky was about to enter darkness.

A wind came and blew out the ignited paper money, and the black ashes were scattered in the wind.

Before Jun Yumo could go far, some of those black ashes stained his face.He felt itchy, and wiped his face with his fingers, but left a black mark.

Mo Qinghan smiled helplessly, and gently wiped off the black ash on his face with those cold and warm fingers.

This scene has a strange warmth, but at the same time... also mixed with sadness.

Jun Yumo tried hard to laugh, but saw that Mo Qinghan wiped it very carefully: "Let's go, it won't be easy to stay any later."

After they returned to Jimo Beach, they went to the inn.

The shopkeeper of the inn saw the two people looking good, so he had some good feelings, and told them: "Tonight, thousands of families will come out to put up lanterns on the coast of Jimo to commemorate the arrival of Lixia. Why don't you two go and see?"

Lantern Festival?

Jun Yumo was a little nostalgic, remembering that the last time he participated in the Lantern Festival was in Nanqu Town hundreds of years ago.

He suddenly became interested: "Sir, let's go and have a look!"

For such a trivial matter, Mo Qinghan naturally let him do it.

But now it is necessary to inquire about the whereabouts of Yun Tianqing and others, so he asked the shopkeeper: "Did a group of people in blue Taoist robes come to lodge this afternoon?"

The shopkeeper thought for a while, and frowned: "Except for you, I really haven't seen anyone wearing a blue Taoist robe come."

Mo Qinghan's eyes flickered, but he thanked the shopkeeper softly.

The shopkeeper quickly waved his hand: "It's okay, Jimo Inn is just ours. If we really meet, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Jun Yumo at the side heard their conversation.

No one to stay?

This matter is a bit strange.

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Just entered the second watch, the sky is already dark, and every family has fallen asleep at this time in the past, but at this time the people of Jimo came out holding a lotus lantern.

Jun Yumo bought the lotus lantern a long time ago, lit the wick, and carefully carried it from the inn to the beach of Jimo.

Jun Yumo vaguely remembered the three wishes he made at that time, and couldn't help laughing.

He wanted to attack early that day, but his mood is different now.

He picked up a brush and wrote on his lotus lantern: "First, I wish my husband good health, second, I wish my wishes come true, and third, I wish my husband a happy life."

This time it was sincere, not fake at all.

Jun Yumo remembered that when he was in Nanqu Town, the night wind dazzled his eyes, and he looked back at Wen Changfeng who was playing the piano in the painting boat.Unexpectedly... that one glance has the weight of a lifetime.

Mo Qinghan chuckled like that day, and asked him: "You write me all three wishes, but the River God doesn't know which one of your wishes to fulfill."

In the same words, there is no more temptation, only pampering and joking.

Jun Yu Mo complacently said, "Sir, I have written all three wishes, so no matter which one the River God fulfills, I will earn it!"

Mo Qinghan looked at him, smiled slightly and shook his head.

He then also bought a lotus lantern and borrowed a writing brush from the boss: "Amo, I also have three wishes."

Jun Yumo leaned over curiously.

"One wish to grow old together with Ah Mo, second wish Ah Mo a healthy and long life, and third wish Ah Mo to stay away from those sufferings forever."

Jun Yumo's heart felt sore, but it was extremely warm: "Sir...why did you write about me in all three?"

Mo Qinghan gently rubbed his hair: "I will write you all three, and I will not lose any wish that the River God fulfills."

Every word above is Mo Qinghan's true feelings.

Jun Yumo and Mo Qinghan exchanged lotus lanterns, only to feel that this lantern weighs as much as a thousand catties.

He and Mo Qinghan walked to the water's edge and put down the lotus lanterns in their respective hands.Becoming one of thousands of lotus lanterns, a little girl beside them looked at them curiously: "Are the two elder brothers foreigners?"

Jun Yumo nodded with a smile.

The little girl smiled and looked innocent and cute: "Our lanterns here are famous far and wide, and they are very effective! My brothers' wishes will definitely come true!"

The little girl's serious tone brought a smile to Mo Qinghan's eyes.

On the pitch-black river, his and Mo Qinghan's lotus lanterns were connected together with a red thread, and when they were washed away by the water, they were always the closest.The light of the stars gathers together, and finally can light up the dark night.

Not long after, Jun Yumo saw that He Jing not far away was also holding a lotus lantern and gently placed it on the water.

He put his hands together, as if praying for someone.

Jun Yumo wanted to walk over, but Mo Qinghan grabbed his wrist.

"gentlemen……"

Mo Qinghan just shook his head: "He has ulterior motives, you can't believe it."

Jun Yumo frowned, only feeling that he was pointing something.

And Mo Qinghan pointed to He Jing's lotus lantern, which was different from others in that it had a handful of red beans sprinkled inside.Jun Yumo stared at it for a long time, and vaguely saw the words on it, which was a poem.

——Red beans are born in the southern country, and a few branches come out in spring.May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick.

Red beans, called lovesickness.

Jun Yumo's heart ached. Hundreds of years ago, a young man stuffed a bag of red beans into his arms.

Although he doesn't necessarily like him, Jun Yumo still remembers his expression at that time.

"Gu Jinyuan... who is He Jing missing?"

Mo Qinghan sighed: "Need to say?"

Unlike Jun Yumo, Mo Qinghan never believed in He Jing.

It turned out that he didn't have no memory at all, so where did he start deceiving them?

Jun Yumo fell into silence, and suddenly remembered that this afternoon, the shopkeeper said that no one came to stay.While Yun Tianqing walked away, He Jing followed.

Xuan Xiao is rigorous and rigid by nature, since Taiqing ordered him, Suyu, and Mo Qinghan to be a team, it is impossible for Xuan Xiao to leave Mo Qinghan alone.

He opened his eyes wide: "Could it be...?"

"That's why I never believed him." Mo Qinghan looked at Jun Yumo, "Ah Mo, you should never trust him either."

Since ancient times, who has heard that the heart can be cut off?

Those obsessions and desires are lingering and will never stop. He Jing has suffered from strange illnesses since he was a child, and his family must treat him like a scourge.

He said that he went to southern Xinjiang alone, and went through all kinds of hardships to find Qin Lan to help him figure out the hexagram. It was not just as simple as wanting to live.

If he just wanted to survive, with his ability, how could finding Mo Qinghan help him?

Besides... these are just his own words, so don't believe them all.

"Yun Tianqing and Xuan Xiao..." Jun Yumo was now worried about these three people.

Mo Qinghan pondered for a moment, Xi and Yangyan are still useful to Ah Mo, after weighing the benefits, he said softly to Jun Yumo: "Ah Mo, you stay where you are, I will ask He Jing."

This is to prevent him from contacting He Jing no matter what...?

Jun Yumo knew that this was a sequela, the sequelae of his soul transformation hundreds of years ago.

During that time, my husband forgot everything and wandered alone in the world, and because of the soul crossing, his memory became more and more blurred.

He had a strong dislike for the word Gu Jinyuan, but the deeper dislike was for himself.

He felt that it was his own lack of protection.

Jun Yumo's eyes flickered, but he nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Mo Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief, and went to He Jing's side.Because they were not too close, Mo Qinghan walked for a while before arriving.

He Jing looked at him, a little surprised: "The Taoist priest also came here to put the lotus lantern?"

Mo Qinghan frowned, and although he didn't have a good look at him, what he said was polite: "The three of them didn't come to the inn this afternoon. According to the time, they should be walking with you. Did you see it on the way?"

Seeing that he had said so many things, He Jing only made his attitude clear with the last sentence, so he couldn't help laughing: "The Taoist priest is here to ask about the whereabouts of other people?"

Mo Qinghan's heart suddenly flashed a little strange.

He Jing approached him, the two were of similar stature, and He Jing said softly: "I knew that the Taoist priest doesn't mind the lives of other people, but he definitely does care about Xuan Xiao's life and death, especially since he still has the Xihe sword in his hand." .”

What this sentence means, the answer is self-evident——

Mo Qinghan's eyes flickered, and he took a step back, opening the distance between the two of them.

He quickly looked at where Jun Yumo was standing, but found that there was no one there.

"There won't be someone waiting for you forever." There was a sadness between He Jing's brows.

The night wind blew past, even though today was Lixia, Mo Qinghan still felt the biting cold.

His eyes became sharp: "What is your purpose? How much do you remember about your previous life?"

Knowing that those three people are not as important as one person, He Jing finally asked Mo Qinghan when he heard Mo Qinghan talk about his past life, "I don't remember anything, but there is a vague shadow, which I can never forget in my mind."

"I ran away from home when I was 13." He Jing's voice was very low, and if he didn't listen carefully, he would be drowned in the night wind.

"Half of the wounds on my body were caused by that strange disease, and half were caused by those people. So... I escaped and came to Jimo when I was 13. Master Qin Lan adopted me for several years. Although I, He Jing, am not a good person, but Qin Lan Master Lan adopted me, so I will repay the favor." He finally told the truth and stopped hiding it.

"The teacher is an unusually soft person. He doesn't understand those conspiracies and tricks, and he takes extra care of me. He even taught me all his skills before he finally died. I respect him very much. Although I have found many inspirations for him over the years Even the medicine elixir can't stop his weakness."

"I found out later...it's a Gu, a Gu planted on the soul, and I can't do anything about it."

"The more exquisite the medical skills and hexagram skills, the more curious I am about why I became like this. A few years ago, I finally calculated a hexagram, so I immediately set off to southern Xinjiang to find Feng Lai Qin."

With He Jing's narration bit by bit, Mo Qinghan's heart sank more and more.

"You want to live?"

These words seemed to hit He Jing's heart, his eyes turned red, and he frowned fiercely: "Yes... I really want to live! But what's the point of living like this?"

The night wind made Mo Qinghan's clothes flutter, and he stood quietly aside: "It's meaningless, why are you still persistent?"

As soon as these words came out, He Jing was suddenly stunned.

His eyes flickered: "I want to find someone, so even if it doesn't make sense...I want to live."

Mo Qinghan saw his vacillation, but he didn't expect that he would be raised by Qin Lan in this life, which made him very embarrassed.

"My parents and brothers all regard me as a different kind. No one dares to approach me, let alone talk about friends!" He Jing narrowed his eyes, and his tone changed completely. "It must be the taste of it. The Taoist empathizes with me more than I do!"

Before he came to look for him, he had researched a lot about his own affairs, but with only a half-knowledge like this, he tried to guess his thoughts in vain?

When Mo Qinghan thought of the past, his eyes were cold: "Where is Ah Mo?"

"By the way, you still have hope to Shu Jian." He Jing thought all about it, "The Taoist priest told me about my previous life, and I will tell you the whereabouts of the four of them. Isn't this kind of deal worthwhile?"

Simply stubborn!

If Ah Mo didn't stop him, so what if he told him?Anyway, he was not the one who was destroyed in the end.

"It's okay to tell you, but..." Mo Qinghan changed the subject, "So what if you know?"

He Jing was slightly taken aback, and narrowed his eyes: "I don't want to tell me... Could it be that I did something bad in my previous life?"

He chuckled indifferently: "Such kindness must not be the Taoist priest's intention?"

Although it was doubtful, he seemed to have made up his mind.

Mo Qinghan looked at him coldly: "Take me to Ah Mo's place, and I'll tell you."

He Jing looked at him, as if confirming the authenticity of this sentence. After a while, he nodded with a smile: "Well, I believe the Taoist priest has agreed, so he won't lie to me."