Young man, rich and easy to talk

The flow of time can hardly be felt in the sealed stone chamber, and the deep green potion pool in the center cannot even ripple.

Bang!

The loud noise suddenly broke the dead silence in the entire secret room.

Wuming picked up the sword abruptly, angrily destroyed everything in sight, he chopped everything left by Liu Yuexue into powder, raised dust all over the room, choked and forced out Salty liquid.

Everything is broken, no shape, no color.

After the carefree destruction, there was a sudden silence.

Wuming stood on the edge of the medicine pool, half of his feet stepped on the edge of the stone, looking down at the reflection in the water.There was a pale face reflected on the mirror-like green water. He stared at it for a long time before raising his hand to caress his face in a daze. The pale face was embedded with bloodless lips, which looked ugly like the pool under his feet. Disgusting potion.

Smelling the pungent smell, he really wanted to vomit, his stomach and heart rolled and he couldn't stand still, a burst of dizziness hit his head, his whole body stiffened like a board, suddenly without warning fell forward.

Facing the thick green medicine pond in front of him.

Wuming opened his eyes, watching himself quickly approaching the surface of the pool, and the face that once made him hate it was gradually enlarged in his field of vision.

"Destroy it, destroy it..." There was a low voice hovering in my mind all the time, gradually amplifying one sentence after another.However, there was nothing left to destroy in his life.

If there is any more, it's just his body and face.

A gust of wind suddenly passed through the closed stone room, sweeping the calm water surface with slight ripples.The toppled body was suddenly pulled back by the waist, and a force of tight force came across and dragged him away from the edge of the pool and fell to the ground.

The white jade-like fingers on his waist tightly grabbed his clothes, but the veins on the back of his hands could never be something that an ordinary woman should have. Wuming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly struggled vigorously.

"Let go of me!" Wuming roared.

"Do you want to forget again!"

"I tell you to let go!" Wuming punched backhand, hitting the pretty face of the person behind him, he let go of his hand in pain, giving Wuming a loophole.

Wuming quickly got up and panted, his chest was bulging, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he stared viciously at the beauty in front of him.

Being punched in the face didn't make Wuming calm down, but was looked at with even more annoyed eyes. The beauty glanced at the books scattered on the ground, and sighed: "You already know."

Wu Ming got up, "June Snow!!"

Liu Hua heard his clenched fists, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes drooped, and he glanced sideways at the thick green medicine pond, "I know it's useless for me to say anything now, but Tang Wu Ming, living well is more important than anything else. Yun'er, and Qin Xichao are all waiting for you to go back."

It turned out that he thought he was looking for death, Wuming held the corner of his mouth and sneered: "How can you still call me by that name, Mr. June, the owner of the Evil Spirit Valley?"

Liu Hua's heart felt cold, and she slowly looked at Wuming.

"Who am I, what is my name? Liu Yuexue, you know, tell me?"

"Don't be like this." Liu Hua said in a deep voice.

Wuming smiled sadly, "What's wrong with me?! Liuhua, you villain, coward! Do you dare to do it or not? Your most outstanding work is standing in front of you, shouldn't you check it carefully ?"

"Tang Wuming..."

"I'm fucking Tang Mu!" Wuming cursed, interrupting Liuhua suddenly.

Liu Hua's expression was a little numb after being yelled at, which made his entire beautiful mask extremely stiff, he looked at Wuming, and slowly lowered his gaze.

Wuming arrogantly kicked away the debris under his feet, and laughed even more presumptuously: "I used to hate Tang Mu so much, I envied him and envied him, and I resented him for appearing in Qin Xichao's life one step earlier and making me a Ridiculous substitute. I know him from other places, from Qin Xichao's mouth, from Wen Muyun's eyes, from his cold tablet and empty room. I hate him for messing up my life, I thought Everyone regarded me as him, which made me get to where I am now."

"The result, the result..." Wuming desolately smiled and picked up a complete porcelain vase at his feet, looked at it for a while, then suddenly fell in front of Liu Hua, and shouted loudly: "The result is that he's his mother!"

Liu Hua was forced to take a step back by the cracked tiles, looking at Wuming helplessly.

"I thought I had been Tang Wuming for 20 years, but you told me I was Tang Mu..." He trembled uncontrollably in annoyance.

Liu Hua stepped over the fragments on the ground, stretched out his hand to hold Wuming's shoulder, and was at a loss: "You...you are Tang Wuming, not someone else."

Wuming laughed and pushed his hand away, squatted down and picked up the diary written by Liu Yuexue, and read one of the pages: "On the fifth day of May, the sky was sunny in the morning and foggy in the evening. With Yuan Leyuan Ping participated in the entrance test together. There were eleven or twelve disciples at the same time. They watched the slaughter of pigs and sheep in the open space behind the kitchen...then fainted due to fear of blood...May [-]th was assigned to Wanshengtang...[-]th , I met two Jueming Hall disciples on the way, and they were ridiculed because of fainting blood. Sixteen..."

"Stop reading." Liu Hua went to snatch the diary from his hand.

Wuming had no protection, and he easily snatched the thick diary.Liu Hua threw the scroll away and looked back at him, her heart trembled suddenly.Wuming squatted on the ground with his knees hugged, staring blankly at his feet, a drop of moisture splattered on his knees.

After a long time, he opened his mouth dejectedly: "Look, you created everything about me. My name, even the bloodsickness that frustrates me is your masterpiece."

Liu Hua chewed for a long time before saying: "I'm sorry."

When Tang Liu unveiled his mask in front of Wuming, he was so scared for a while, afraid that his face was fake.Now that I think about it, there's nothing terrible about that, it's just a face, and it's better than everything else being fake except for this face.

Names and lives are all fabricated illusions out of thin air.

This feeling is actually very strange.

Everyone hopes that Tang Mu is still alive, they only want Tang Mu.Whether it's Qin Xichao, Wen Muyun, Qin Feng, or Fang Youli, when they see Tang Wuming, they will think of Tang Mu in their hearts. They see another person who was once alive through him. .

That once made Tang Wuming so jealous.

However, Tang Wuming is Tang Mu, and Tang Mu is Tang Wuming—but he himself has no memory of it.

Tang Mu is dead, he died four years ago, and was buried under the ginkgo tree in Fufeng Villa.

But the reality is that Tang Mu is still alive, and it is Tang Wuming who really died.

The rotten stone tablet under the tree flashed in his mind, he seemed to be able to see the stone tablet shaking, and a pale hand with dry bones crawled out of the grave, dragging Tang Wuming down.Wuming suddenly held his head and screamed: "Tang Mu is dead, he is dead... dead!"

Liu Hua immediately restrained his flailing hands, followed his words and said: "He is dead, indeed he is dead."

Wuming turned around and grabbed Liu Hua by the collar, staring at him with wet eyes, his voice trembling: "Liu Yuexue, tell me who am I? Who am I in the past 20 years? Tang Wuming It's a lie, Tang Mu is gone, so who am I?"

Liu Hua held his hand, and listened to him asking herself the question of "who the hell" over and over again in a crying voice, guilt and debt welled up in her heart, and no words of apology could make up for him.Liu Hua closed her eyes, and slowly embraced Wuming in front of her.

"I'm sorry..." was the only comfort he could say.

The two fell silent, Wuming buried his head and shoulders trembling slightly, there was no crying in the stone room except the occasional sudden gasp.But Liuhua knew that he was crying, but he couldn't help him. This was the result of his desperate study of medicine, and now he should taste it himself.He owed too much to Tang Mu, and also owed too much to Tang Wuming, it couldn't be repaid with a few tears.

That year when Tang Mu was kidnapped and went up the mountain, he accidentally fell into the medicine pool during the fight and washed away all his memories, Fang Youli almost gave up on him.Back then, Fang Youli promised to give Liu Yuexue the best Medicine Valley, so he happily stayed and became the owner of the Evil Spirit Valley.In the later year, with the purpose of researching medicine, Liu Yuexue persuaded the sect master to leave the body that had become an empty shell.

He used that body to test medicine and refine alchemy, and finally fabricated a brand new life for him.

During that period of his life, he named it Tang Wuming, which means—to die without regret.

He made up everything back then, whether his parents died or he lived on the street, whether he was sick with blood or loved money, it was all his bad taste for a while.Liu Yuexue watched the personality she had woven with her own hands gradually plump and flexible, becoming a real person with thoughts.

The moment Tang Wuming opened his eyes and looked at the world, after a moment of ecstasy, what brought Liu Yuexue was not great satisfaction, but panic that came from the sky.This is a person, a real person.This person has washed away everything in the past, cut off all grievances and enmities, walked from the blank, and appeared in the emptiness.

Liu Yuexue suddenly understood that she was not a god, but a pharmacist playing despicable tricks. He destroyed everything a person had but was still complacent here.At the same time, he also saw clearly how many unreasonable things he had done to help Fang Youli for his own selfish desires, how many poisonous drugs he had developed to kill people, and how many times he had completely forgotten the kindness that a pharmacist should have in practicing medicine. .

So on the day Tang Wuming fully woke up, Liu Yuexue escaped.

Liuhua never thought that he would meet Tang Wuming again at the foot of the mountain, and never thought that he would live this illusory life so vividly.He is bold and cautious, clever and clumsy, full of cleverness, and he is like a cat when he is docile and violent.

This is the splendor that Liu Yuexue never wrote into the plan, and that Tang Wuming lived out by himself.

The living one is indeed Tang Wuming.

——No one is more qualified to think so than Luca.

This time Liuhua sneaked into the Medicine Valley originally because he wanted to destroy these diaries and make Tang Wuming truly become Tang Wuming.Four years ago, his partner Youli had already ruined the life that belonged to Tang Mu, and he didn't want to repeat the same mistakes four years later and ruin the life that already belonged to Tang Wuming.

Some things, in fact, not knowing is much happier than knowing.

Liuhua would rather Tang Wuming be kept in the dark forever, and be the boy of the Tang family who loves to snuggle up in Qin Xichao's arms the most, than he would pick up the hatred that belonged to Tang Mu and drive him to nowhere.

... It's just that the reality will never make people happy. Wuming discovered the truth before him.

Liu Hua looked down at the shoulder in front of him who was no longer sobbing, raised his hand and patted Wuming's back lightly, he could no longer control the current situation.

Nameless lowered his head and took a deep breath. He slowly raised his head from Liu Hua's shoulders, and suddenly opened his closed eyes, staring straight at Liu Hua. The cold air suddenly condensed in the pupils made Liuhua tremble.

He laughed faintly, as cold as frost: "Valley Master June, you have escaped for four years, shouldn't it be time to come back?"

Liu Hua was startled by his words and withdrew her hand, if she wanted to turn around and run away, there was no way out.

The closed organ door of the stone room creaked open, and a dozen men in black rushed in and grabbed Liu Hua's body, pressing him firmly on the ground, with his cheeks pressed against the damp stone bricks. Kankan rolled his eyes to see Wuming who had stood up.

In other words, it was the rebellious Qian Manmen who made him right.

Wuming looked down at Liu Hua who was prostrate on the ground, and slanted the corner of his mouth: "Liu Yuexue, you should also taste the taste of your prison in the valley."

Liu Hua moved his shoulders and struggled for a while, but someone pulled his face and groped around the forehead and chin. Finally, the fingers stopped at an empty place and tore off a piece of skin, and the glue that was close to it suddenly came into contact with it. The pain of tearing the skin made Luca frowned.

"Tang Wuming!" he roared.

Wuming held the human skin mask in one hand, raised his sharp chin with a sword in the other, and sneered, "You are wrong, I am neither Tang Mu nor Tang Wuming." He looked into Liu Hua's eyes full of grief and anger , word by word: "I am nameless."

Money is full of right envoys, no name, no name.