Return to the Fairyland

In the prison cell in Kunshan, Middle-earth, a man with disheveled clothes and disheveled hair was imprisoned.

The man's face was covered in mud, and his original appearance could no longer be seen.

His shoulders were pierced, and blood-stained black iron chains passed through his lute bone, locking him to the stone wall of his cell.

His bony arms were covered with scars, and his abdomen was cut open. The wound there gave off a stench, and countless worms came to eat his flesh and blood, smelling the rotten smell.

The man leaned against the wall and kept roaring angrily.

But his tongue had already been cut off, and even if he roared, he couldn't speak a complete sentence, he could only make a sound of "ho ho".

He wanted to clench his fists, but because his luteal bones were locked, he couldn't exert any strength in his body, and he couldn't even do such a simple movement as clenching a fist.

The distant singing came along the night wind, entered through the skylight at the top of the cell, and penetrated into his ears.

The singing is clear and beautiful, ethereal and free from dust.

"The way of humanity is slim, and the way of immortality is vast.

The way of ghosts is happy, and the way of demons is evil.

Only me in Kunshan, the rising sun and the moon, traveling in the middle of the sea, happy and forgetful..."

The man raised his head and looked towards the direction where the singing sound came from, but he could only see the icy moon hanging in the sky.

"Happy and forgetful, overjoyed;

Going back and coming, my way is victorious day by day;

The light is like the sun and the moon, and it is as fast as electricity; it is neither born nor destroyed, and it covers the sky..."

The singing was still wafting in the night, the full moon was hanging high above the blue sea and blue sky, and the man locked on the lute in the cell stared wide-eyed at the bright moon above his head.

20 years ago, the moon was the same as it is tonight.

Twenty years ago, it was also the first time I heard this "Kunshan Taoist Song".

20 years ago, my father was still alive, and there was no worry in life...

For those who practice Taoism, a thousand years is just a snap of the fingers, but for Mo Yan, who is locked on the lute bone and imprisoned here, these 20 years are already too long.

Maybe today is the day of death, Mo Yan thought of his dead father for no reason.

In particular, he cannot forget how his father entrusted himself to the Lord of Kunshan back then.

Even everyone in the fairy world of Middle-earth knew how much Mo Shengxie had done to the Lord of Kunshan in order to let his beloved son grow up safely!

But what about the results?

As a result, Hong Tongtian, the lord of Kunshan who has always been self-cultivating and ascetic, was dazzled by countless elixir, celestial grass and magic treasures.

Hong Tongtian monopolized everything that belonged to Mo Yan, violated the promise of the day, not only failed to take good care of him, but also turned him into a waste.

And the former childhood sweetheart, Hong Ruwen, who vowed to protect Mo Yan all his life, is empathetic to Bai Lian, a descendant of the Bai family.

As for the self-proclaimed aloof and arrogant Bai Lian, his methods were even more vicious. When Mo Yan voluntarily retreated, he gave him an aphrodisiac and threw him into the sea, thinking that he would die.

Mo Yan writhed in the sea, not knowing where he was at all, his drugged body was scalding unbearably hot, almost bursting.

Half asleep, half awake, almost losing his sanity, Mo Yan vaguely felt something tightly entwined with him, helping him to detoxify.

When Mo Yan woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed. Master Hong Tongtian, senior brother Hong Ruwen, and other fellow apprentices all looked at him with strange eyes.

Mo Yan saw his abdomen swelled high, and there seemed to be flesh and blood moving in it.

Hong Ruwen, who still had a little pity for Mo Yan in his heart, broke with him completely after finding out that he was pregnant.

And the other fellow apprentices all looked at him with disdain.It is not that there are no descendants of the immortal family, but there are very few.

And it is not born from the flesh like ordinary people, but watered with the blood of the immortal family's Taoism, and the spirit gourd is conceived.

The abdomen is swollen, and she was born pregnant, which is clearly the result of fornication.Female cultivators are ashamed of this, let alone male cultivators?How to turn it upside down, how to mess it up, can it touch the fairy spirits and make the male cultivator bear fruit with his physical body?

Holding a sharp sword, Hong Tongtian immediately took out the fetus by caesarean section, and imprisoned Mo Yan on the dragon-killing platform in Kunshan in order to tarnish Kunshan's name.

Today, Mo Yan has been imprisoned for three months and ten days.

Tonight was the wedding night of Hong Tongtian's beloved son Hong Ruwen, the successor head of Kunshan, everyone in Kunshan sang and cheered wildly, almost no one remembered the existence of Mo Yan.

The singing still wafted into Mo Yan's ears intermittently, as if tens of thousands of people were singing in unison. Even if he had never seen it in person, Mo Yan could still think about it, the scene must have been spectacular.

Mo Yan closed his eyes. He still remembered Hong Ruwen's vow to himself back then: "No matter how my father treats you, my heart will never change."

"I will always protect you, even if you are a waste, I will always be by your side."

He never forgot Hong Ruwen's determination when he changed his mind, and the disgusted look in his eyes.

It was even Hong Ruwen's suggestion that he be imprisoned here.

Mo Yan bit his lip tightly, he didn't understand why he ended up like this.

They all say reincarnation, but I have never done any bad things, let alone harmed half a person, but in the end I was imprisoned in a room without seeing the light of day, and even the completely innocent fetus in my womb was killed.

But those who are really treacherous, capricious, and repay kindness and hatred are peaceful and joyful.

The reincarnation of heaven will eventually have its reward, where is the reward?

Mo Yan opened his eyes wide, staring at the beetles that devoured his own flesh and blood, enduring the pain of thousands of ants, and the pain of being double betrayed by his master and lover, but still naively believed—it's not that he will not report, it's just that the time has not yet come. arrive.

And in the Kunshan hall, Hong Ruwen, who had vowed to protect Mo Yan for life and never let him down, was looking at the couple with a gentle smile.

Hong Tongtian, who had been favored by Mo Yan's father and took away the treasure that belonged to the Mo family, is now using the Mo family spirit tree to decorate the lintel of the big wedding.

The Bai family who owns the source of immortality and spirit grass, as the in-laws of Kunshan, toasted frequently.

The sound of cannons sounded, all the birds sang together, and the colorful phoenix soared, and the couple formed a bond of double cultivation.

At the same moment, Mo Yan, who was imprisoned in Zhanlongtai after being pierced through the bone of his lute, could not survive the night. He breathed out his last breath and passed away.