The bright moon sits on the ground

Rusting softly, like the sound of beetles crawling on rocks, or the sound of whimpering evening wind blowing through the forest.

The gloomy wind blows in the snow-covered mountains, scattered ice floes fall from the waterfall, and a thin layer of frost forms on the shore.

This night, no one in the mountain dared to stay too long, for fear of being caught by the source of the sound, eating all flesh and blood, and chewing to pieces.

The silent, pitch-black mansion lies on top of the waterfall, melting into the night, and occasionally jackdaws pass by, and dare not stop for a while.

Inside the ancestral hall, the dark wind was howling, but one corner was deliberately bypassed. The fire in the stove was always burning brightly. There was no sign of going out, and there was a slight crackling sound. The child who was born dumb Just hugging the stove and sleeping there.

Under the coffin,? There is a low table case,? Covered with a layer of dull-colored satin, with tassels hanging from the four corners, hanging down to the ground,? Winding like snake-like patterns,? On top of the satin,? A thing similar to a map, the lines are criss-crossed and dense, and the lines of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas are hidden in the raised stars. The whole body is purple in color, like a work of art carefully carved with purple agate.

The young girl in plain clothes was sitting in front of the table, her face had a calmness that did not belong to her age, when she looked carefully, one pair of lowered eyes, one was brownish, the other was black, and half of her face Like newly born flesh and blood, the skin color is slightly different.

"Hmm." She whispered as if talking to herself, "I know, of course I know this, but..."

The child in the corner uttered an indistinct raving, and the voice in the ancestral hall suddenly became much lower. Bu Chenrong raised his eyes, put a finger on his lips, and shook it, reminding the things hidden in the wind , Said the sentence "lower voice".

"What about Chen'an?" Bu Chenrong sighed slightly, "I will hand him over to someone I trust."

The cold wind whispered, she listened, pondered for a moment, and said: "Besides Tian's house, there is no other place to accommodate him."

"However, I don't completely believe in Tian Ling." Bu Chenrong said, "Senior Qingjun, you should be able to understand that Tian Ling has too many secrets, and the only thing I can be sure of is that he doesn't As for doing something outrageous."

Cold dew seemed to be squeezed out of the heavy air, and the soul named "Qing Jun" appeared and sat on the other side of the table.

Bing Dilian in his palm was wrapped around his upper arms, and bright red blood flowed down his slightly closed eyes. On that bluish face was a peaceful expression, but there was a strong evil spirit between his brows and eyes, which even leaked between his lips and teeth. The voice he made was also like a hissing snake, hoarse and deep, but also cold and slow, "So, you have other plans in your heart."

"I plan to hand him over to someone I know in the nearby village." Bu Chenrong looked at him, "If I come back in ten days, I won't say much. If I don't come back, I will call him in the new moon Smash the bamboo joints and invite Tian Ling to meet him, there is still a place for him in the Tian family."

Qingjun asked: "You already have the will to die?"

Bu Chen smiled: "I've been looking forward to this day for a long time."

"According to the calculation, it has been nearly 40 years since I was born in a hurry." She tapped her knee lightly with her fingertips, and said, "I don't know when I suddenly I realized that I was no longer the child I used to be.”

When he realized this, Bu Chenrong's heart seemed to be gripped, and he couldn't break free. He jumped very hard, and gradually turned into panic. As far as he could see, the color between the sky and the earth faded away, leaving only The indistinct Hui, silently looked at her.

It was a painful experience, but unfortunately, when she thinks about it now, she can't remember the pain at that time.

"Nie Qiu sent Chen'an to me, maybe he wanted to untie my knot." When he said this, Bu Chenrong's voice was with a smile, but the ending trembled, as if he hadn't intended to play the piano Xian, "Then how can you let go of it overnight?"

To untie the bell, one must tie the bell, and those who tied the bell have long since disappeared, so how can we talk about untying the bell?

Qingjun stared at Bu Chenrong quietly, and understood that it would be useless to say anything at this time.

He raised his hand to stop those hesitant souls, opened his lips and asked, "Chenrong, have you made up your mind yet?"

Bu Chenrong lightly pressed his fingers on the Vientiane map, looked back leisurely, and said: "Martyrdom with my body is what I want."

She is going to be destroyed after all, Qing Jun thought, she doesn't care about the so-called consequences, nor does she care about the pain after death, she is so indifferent to the point of arrogance, she wants to know the truth and where her end is. Sweep the couch to welcome you.

Over the past decades, she has been standing alone and inseparable from each other, what supported her to carry on with tears in her eyes and gritted teeth?

No need to ask, Qing Jun also knows, not only him, but other souls also know very well, except for the sentence "Heaven is immortal, my heart is hard to get rid of", there is no other reason why Bu Chenrong dragged this puppet like a puppet. body, living in a muddle.

However, what is the way of heaven, does it really exist?Are you really standing on the opposite side of mortals?Nobody knows.

Like the bright moon reflected on the water, if you insist on touching it, you will only fall into the pool and drown in the chaos.

Bu Chenrong just wanted to end all of this quickly, almost frantically hoping that the so-called "Day of Heaven" would be destroyed, and then she would be destroyed too.

For most people, death is a scary thing.Qing Jun thought, the Qing family was unwilling at the beginning, so they reached an agreement with the Bu family, but the person sitting in front of him, who was still a junior to him, felt that death was a relief.

Not long ago, Bu Chenrong, through the map of Vientiane, noticed that in a remote and mysterious mountain range, there was an earth-shaking change brewing. This world will not perish. If there is something left, something will go with it. .

Since then, she has maintained her exceptionally stubborn character and started looking for a way to leave the mansion.

"After several attempts, I finally came to a conclusion. If I'm not wrong, it's not the Bu family's mansion that hinders my steps and prevents me from taking half a step." Bu Chenrong said, "The real obstacle Mine is not the mansion, but those copper bells."

If she stepped out directly, she could reach the other end of the plank at most, and she would no longer be able to advance half an inch.

And she took down a dozen copper bells hanging in the mansion, held them in her hand, and was able to walk to the shore.

There are copper bells everywhere in this mansion. Although some of them are damaged and scattered, you can count hundreds of them. Bu Chenrong had a guess in his heart, so he took more copper bells and put them in his arms. , Walk down the mountain trails, and even go to the foot of the mountain.

These copper bells symbolize every member of the Bu family, so it is absolutely impossible for Bu Chenrong to destroy them.

From the moment she decided to leave the Fengxue Mountains, nothing could stop her, and Bu Chenrong was always paranoid in this regard—Qing Jun asked her what to do with this mansion, and Bu Chenrong pondered for a moment , said, let's end here.

She took everything she could take away, and if she couldn't take it away, she could only watch it be destroyed.

Bu Chenrong knew in his heart that she would not be able to return to Yue Moo, this mansion was kept, and as time passed, she would eventually be discovered.

Last time, she was able to barely fool the past. Next time, after she is gone, how will the Bu family's mansion be treated?

Every skeleton has been taken out of the coffin again, can it be identified?Show it in Yamen?Will the books in each low building, which record all the methods of expelling ghosts, be stolen by treacherous people and dedicated to those nobles?Just thinking about this, Bu Chenrong felt a tight pain in his chest, and he couldn't breathe. Apart from sadness, there was nothing left in his heart but helplessness.

The blood of the Bu family was broken with her, and there will be no more in the future.

No, she thought again, she was adopted by Uncle Zhong, and she was not of the Bu family's blood, but a pure outsider.

As for Bu Chen'an, in fact, Bu Chenrong had already thought about it when she gave him a name. She taught him those things, not for him to continue the responsibility of the Bu family's soul, but just for him to have skills. body, so that even if Bu Chenan is born with an extremely yin constitution, he can live in safety... Chen'an, Chen'an, fly away safely, and raise his hand to thank Chenxiao, that's the meaning.

After the conversation was over, Bu Chenrong walked to the small corner, called Bu Chen'an's name, and gently pushed him to wake him up.

One or two vague murmurs rolled out of Bu Chen'an's throat, which couldn't be connected into a complete word, but just repeated monotonous syllables. He woke up rubbing his eyes, and when he saw Bu Chen's face, he showed a dazed expression, as if he didn't know what to say. Understand why she has to wake herself up.

"Chen'an, it's time to go." Bu Chenrong murmured with dark eyes, "We should all go."

Although Bu Chen'an didn't understand where she was going when she said "go", she still nodded her head ignorantly, got out from the warm quilt, and wanted to hold Bu Chen's intact hand, but he After just touching it, Bu Chenrong took his hand back.

He looked up and saw Bu Chenrong shook his head at him, pointed outside the mansion, and said, "You go outside and wait for me first."

Looking at it again, the other spirits nodded their heads and signaled him to go out with them. Bu Chenan was full of doubts, but couldn't say a word. He has always been more sensible. Now that Bu Chenrong said so, he stepped He started walking towards the outside of the mansion.

At the last moment of walking out, Bu Chenan felt something and looked back.

In the shadow of candles, Bu Chenrong knelt on the cushion and lowered his head slowly, facing the tablets on the altar.

He couldn't speak, but his ears were very sharp, and he heard a sob clearly, the voice was very low, like a drowning person calling for help, it was a very hasty sound, the ending was crisp, echoed in the huge ancestral hall, and there was no shock The slightest response from the coffin.

Bu Chen'an wanted to continue watching, but he had already stepped out, and the door of the ancestral hall closed behind him.

All unspeakable emotions, whether it is sadness or grief, are isolated behind that door, and there is no sound at all.

Another soft and light hand held him, and Bu Chen'an turned his head to look, and saw a girl in a wedding dress, wearing a waffle on her head, and a peaceful face standing beside him, without saying a word , without saying a word, just leading his sleeves to walk out.

He has an impression of this soul, Bu Chenan thought, once he seemed to hear Bu Chenrong call her "Jiang Sheng".

Immediately, he thought again, besides Xie Mu, this was the second soul he had seen that shed tears in front of him.

Bu Chen'an didn't know how long he had been waiting for. When Bu Chenrong's figure reappeared in front of him, his last sleepiness was gone. He yawned and squeezed out a few drops from the corner of his eyes. Tears came, looking at her.

The fine copper bell rang, wandering in the dark night, and gathered it again in Bu Chenrong's sleeve.

There are copper bells wrapped around her hair, in her sleeves, on her sleeves, and even around her neck. At a glance, she can only see a piece of black copper, simple and old, with the Bu family's coat of arms tattooed on the inside. It must be very heavy, because she took every step very carefully, but even though such a weight was on her body, Bu Chenrong didn't feel it was a burden at all.

Bu Chenrong has assumed the duty of ringing the bell to guard the door many years ago. She is born with great strength, even turning the heavy winch is just a piece of cake for her. However, at this time, she feels that the copper The bell was surprisingly deep.

It's not really heavy, but there are too many memories on it, making Bu Chenrong take every step extra cautiously.

Every time she took a step, a part of the dark mansion collapsed, and when she reached the shore, after a few breaths, the mansion that symbolized the Bu family collapsed, sinking into the dark night. At the end of time, it was washed away by running water in an instant.

Those souls attached to the copper bells one after another, and the low building was destroyed, so they had to use these copper bells as a temporary shelter.

And Bu Chenrong raised his eyes, looked further away, hidden behind the long mountains and rivers, and said, "Let's go."