Soul knot

When Manzhu said that Mu Shenshan might never come back again, Lu Yudong couldn't hold it back, and let the tears that poured out blur his eyes again.

Other than that, it was more of a deep-seated worry about Yan Zhaomu.

For more than a month, no matter whether it was her, Man Zhu, or all the goblins who were familiar with Yan Zhaomu, they all thought that Yan Zhaomu would have a big reaction to this news.

But in fact, he just sat quietly on that very hard wooden pier, listening to what everyone said, and pieced together all the things that happened that night.

After everyone finished talking about that night, they also talked about many things that happened in the past month. Everyone deliberately picked up good news to share, but they all knew that these good news meant nothing to Yan Zhaomu.

From the moment Manzhu said the final choice between the soul-dispersing curse and Mu Shenshan, Yan Zhaomu's eyes wandered away.

Fortunately, after regaining his senses, he didn't coax him to go back, nor did he ask anyone to help him unlock the magic spell. He just followed Huanxi to his room, sat at the door, and let the cold wind blow. Stayed all afternoon.

In fact, in many cases, it is normal for people to cry and coax when they are sad, but the quieter they are, the more worrying they are.

Lu Yudong thought about going to comfort him, but he walked to the side and sat for a while, but couldn't say a word in the end.

She didn't know how to comfort Yan Chaomu, because she couldn't imagine how she would feel and how she would react if it was Manzhu who was hard to come back after leaving one day.

That night, Lu Yudong lay sideways on the bed, holding Manzhu next to him with both hands, and whispered in her ear: "Manzhu, do you think... the reaction of little master, is it normal?"

Manzhu opened her eyes and thought for a long time, finally shook her head, moved her body slightly, and replied, "I don't know."

"What if, what if it was you?" Lu Yudong asked again.

"If someone captures you, I will fight him to the death." Manzhu said, reaching out to caress Lu Yudong's cheek, and gently clamping her cold little ears with her index and middle fingers, "I am so impulsive, so unstable ...I am like this, in fact, I can't lead those clansmen who put high hopes on me."

"I think it would be the same if it were me...so when I saw little master like this, I felt... very sad..." Lu Yudong hugged Manzhu even tighter as he said, "He put everything in his arms. Bored in the bottom of my heart, I didn't shed a single tear, is it to prevent us from worrying?"

"..." Manzhu was silent for a long time, and finally hugged Lu Yudong with her backhand, and said softly: "Don't think so much, go to sleep quickly."

Lu Yudong nodded lightly in Manzhu's arms, closed his eyes, and tried his best not to think about it.

It was a dreamy night.

Lu Yudong dreamed about many people and things from the past.

In the dream, there are scenes of those classmates who bullied me in junior high school, running to the cafeteria with Zhang Ziyun in high school to grab food, and going downstairs to fetch water, as well as professional teachers in college, and many friends I met in the club.

Later, she brought many acquaintances or unfamiliar friends to drink with old friends. That night, Chen Yang and Zhang Ziyun were together, and they were very happy. They ordered several bottles of foreign wine worth several thousand, and Mu Shenshan counted the money on the side. It's a smile.

But in the dream, everyone's face is so blurred, as if they have never really met each other.

Finally, she woke up from the dream and looked at the simple wooden house, the not-so-thick quilt on her body, and the burnt candlestick by the table, only then did she realize that everything in the dream was not unfamiliar, but that it was too far away from reality.

After arriving in the deep mountains, Lu Yudong started to go to bed early and get up early.

In the early morning in the mountains, even the cold air in the snow is so fresh.

Lu Yudong stretched a lot, and his first reaction was to see if Yan Zhaomu was in a better mood, but he found that his room was empty.

She was worried for a while, and looked around.

Not to mention the goblins in the bar, even the goblins who came to report later, all of them said they had never seen them.

At this moment, Lu Yudong's eyes lit up, and he saw Manzhu who had returned from hunting, and quickly stepped forward to hold her hands: "Little master is gone! I can't find it anywhere!"

Manzhu froze for a moment, put down the two injured rabbits in his hands, and said: "Don't worry, his spiritual power is locked, and he can't go far. I'll take you to look for it elsewhere."

Lu Yudong nodded, and quickly ran away with Manzhu.

Huanxi chased after him from not far away, bent over and picked up the two rabbits on the ground, then turned around and shook the rabbit Jing Xiaobai.

Xiaobai quickly covered his eyes: "If you don't listen or look, I won't eat!"

……

In the depths of Shennongjia there are continuous mountains and huge forests. If you don't use spells to move quickly, it is really difficult to find someone.

That morning, Manzhu took Lu Yudong to find several places, and finally climbed to the top of a mountain.

The mountain was so high that Lu Yudong was shivering from the cold, so he had to use spiritual energy to protect his body.

I saw snow and fog all around, and a sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

Yan Zhaomu sat on the tallest rock, staring into the distance in a daze, his back was as lonely as a weed growing in the crevices of the rock, no one was with him even in the wind and rain.

Manjula landed on Lu Yudong and sat down beside a tree in the distance, and said softly to her, "I found it, don't worry?"

Lu Yudong lowered his eyelashes, nodded, and asked, "Manzhu, how did you guess that little master would come here?"

"Back then, when your little uncle cultivated human form, he followed him here..." Manzhu said, lowering her voice and talking about the past with Lu Yudong.

In the past so many years, Yan Zhaomu and Mu Shenshan have never really come together. Manzhu once said that Yan Zhaomu has always rejected Mu Shenshan because Mu Shenshan has a secret and refuses to tell him.

It turned out that the secret had always been hidden in Mu Shenshan's name. It was a person, a person that Mu Shenshan used to remember with his name, but had been hidden deep in his heart for more than 2000 years, and he was unwilling to mention it.

Yan Zhaomu has been concerned about this for a long time, he always felt that Mu Shenshan was not sincere to him, and always thought that he could never compare to the person who was remembered from the beginning to the end.

This is the case when people face feelings, and there is no room for a grain of sand in their eyes.

No one minds that the person he cares about has a white moonlight or a cinnabar mole in his heart, even a goblin who has lived for more than 2000 years can't see through it.

After listening to the story, Lu Yudong couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Manzhu sighed softly and stood up from the ground.

She patted the snow on her body, held Lu Yudong's hand, walked slowly to Yan Zhaomu and sat down, watched the distant mountains and sea of ​​clouds with him for a while, and then asked, "Where are you?" What are you thinking?"

Yan Zhaomu was silent for a long time, and then said, "Sister Hong, I...maybe, I'm going to die."

Manzhu frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"No." Yan Zhaomu lowered his head and whispered, "It's not nonsense, four, 49 days... I die, he escapes."

"Impossible." Manzhu said firmly, "He won't give up on you."

"Yes. Anyway... I never, never, not... He, the one who cares..."

"You are!"

"No." Yan Zhaomu said softly, the twinkle in his eyes was not disappointment for a person, but a kind of faint hope.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't believe in Mu Shenshan, it's just that he can't help but deceive himself.

He would rather be the one who was sacrificed and abandoned, and would rather die suddenly when the time limit came.

Because of this, it means that Mu Shenshan has escaped.

Because of this, it means that Mu Shenshan actually doesn't care much about him, so even without him in the future, he can live well.

At that moment, Lu Yudong opened his mouth involuntarily, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

After a long silence, Manzhu took her down the mountain.

After that, every day and night, Yan Zhaomu sat on that mountain, quietly waiting for the arrival of No.40 Jiutian.

Everyone who was once acquainted with him waited with him, waited, waited, waited and waited, and the sunrise of the day ushered in.

It turns out that the collapse of sanity can only be in such a short moment.

One morning the sun rises, one man's light falls.

Lu Yudong had never seen a man cry so hoarsely, as helpless as if he had lost the whole world.

No matter how much awkwardness and mistrust they have had between them, they are still two people who have been with each other for more than 2000 years.

He blamed himself, repented, and the words that he said didn't go well, became even more ambiguous amidst his sobs.

At that moment, he began to regret how insignificant the things he once cared about were.

Manzhu waited quietly by the side for a long time, from sunrise to sunset, enough to calm down a person who had shed tears.

It wasn't until that moment that she mobilized her spiritual power to dispel the spirit-locking spell in his body for him.

In the end, she sat down beside Yan Zhaomu, and a black bead appeared in her outstretched palm.

"Before Mu Shenshan leaves, let me give this to you."

Lu Yudong once heard from the goblins in the bar that people's memory can be condensed into a bead with spiritual power, and as long as it is crushed, you can see the fragments of memory that have been condensed into it.

"This is... what..." Yan Zhaomu quietly looked at the beads in Manzhu's hand, his voice extremely hoarse.

"He said it was his secret." Manzhu said, "I think he just wanted to tell you, so I didn't read it."

Yan Zhaomu reached out to take it tremblingly, put it in the palm of his hand and hesitated for a long time, and finally threw it into the distance.

"Now, tell me...to do, to do?" He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Do you want me to feel guilty? Or, there is still, what, the bastard is hiding from me, so angry at me, let me kill him cruelly!"

"..."

"I do not watch!"

"..."

He said that if one day, he had to kill Mu Shenshan to defeat Tan Wenqing, he would not show mercy.

After that, he will give his life back.

After Yan Zhaomu left, Lu Yudong hesitated for a long time, and finally found the bead in the snow, and silently put it away.

"He doesn't want to read it, so why pick it up?"

"What if one day you suddenly want to watch it?"

Lu Yudong faintly felt that there must be a reason for Mu Shenshan to keep this secret at such a time.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

It is said that the big reunion is the big reunion, the foreshadowing has been buried for a long time, a big turning point, have you found it?

感谢在2020-12-3022:19:31~2020-12-3023:55:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Mu Qingmu, Shi Ye, yes haha. 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Buwei, 10 bottles in February;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!