east corner

"Why aren't you awake yet?"

Gong Wunian frowned slightly, sitting on the side of the bed, watching Huigui who was still sleeping.

He held Returning's wrist again, making sure that his body was fine.

He put his hand between Zhonggui's eyebrows, wanting to go deep into his sea of ​​consciousness to check, but he heard a knock on the door, Gong Wunian paused for a moment, gently put down Zhonggui's hand, got up, walked to the door and opened it .

Standing outside the door was Zhu Ying, the owner of Fengyue Tower.

As soon as Zhu Ying raised her head, she met Gong Wunian's pale face, and she blocked her mouth for what she was about to say.

Fengyue Tower has been in the ghost city for hundreds of years, how many guests have it welcomed, have you seen any ghosts and ghosts?When she saw Gong Wunian for the first time, she knew that this person was definitely not someone in the pool.

Does such a character actually get tired sometimes?

"What's wrong?" Gong Wunian looked down at her and asked slowly.

Just now Zhu Ying came back to her senses, her face showed a look of embarrassment: "... Your lord, Pengshan sent another monster to block the door and say anything to see you."

They went to the ghost market for three days, and Pengshan sent demons to look for them for three days.It's just that Fengyuelou has some influence in the ghost market after all, and they dare not break into it.

For the past two days, Gong Wunian was busy taking care of the returnees, and at the same time dealing with an extremely important matter, and didn't have the energy to meet them again, so she asked Zhu Ying to temporarily block them from the door.

"You find a room to house them, and I'll come right away."

After receiving this sentence, Zhu Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said in response: "Yes." Then she retreated.

Seeing Zhu Ying's figure disappear at the end of the stairs, Gong Wunian sighed slightly, turned around and closed the door, walked to the side of the bed and looked at Hui Hui who was still frowning in sleep, and leaned over to brush his brow bone.

Seeing that his face had returned to tranquility, he felt relieved.The corners of her lips twitched slightly: "Although your voice is low, I heard it clearly at that time. Did you remember me? You...wake up quickly, what Master promised you has been done."

After finishing speaking, Gong Wunian sat for a while before slowly getting up.

His figure swayed slightly, he stroked his browbones for a moment, and then walked out the door silently.

Zhu Ying welcomed the visitor from Pengshan into the private room on the third floor, and when she saw Gong Wunian coming down, she led the way for him.

She said softly: "The concubine has already set up a barrier on the top floor, and no one will disturb that guest, please rest assured, my lord."

Hearing what she said, Gong Wunian slowed down.

Zhu Ying paused in her heart, thinking that there was something wrong with her arrangement, there was something abrupt about it, and her voice became lower: "Your Honor, what's wrong?"

Gong Wunian shook his head slightly, and took a deep look at Zhu Ying, as if he was recalling something, his words were filled with regret: "If the red lady was half as smart as you back then, she wouldn't..."

Having reached the door, Gong Wunian pushed the door open and entered, Zhu Ying stared blankly at his back, and did not follow him in.

After a long time, she bowed before she backed down.

Seeing her, the ghost Ji who was walking around in the corridor had a somewhat hesitant expression in her eyes, until she was about to leave the corridor, finally one couldn't help but came forward and asked, "Sister, what are you doing?" Cried?"

Zhu Ying stretched out a hand to caress her face a little slowly, only to find that there was already a tear stain on her face.

"It's nothing... hurry up and get busy."

"Yes." Gui Ji didn't dare to disobey Zhu Ying's words, and hesitantly agreed, and after looking at her twice, she turned and left slowly.

Zhu Ying sighed slightly.

Standing on the high platform on the third floor, she looked down at the dance of demons and ghosts below. She was in a state of desperation, but her heart felt unprecedentedly empty.

Sometimes she very much hoped that Gong Wunian would come as a guest more often, because only from his mouth could she hear that name.

Because she got acquainted a little later, and that person left too early, sometimes she even wanted to ask Gong Wunian to sit down and tell her about that person's past, but there was always no time, and she didn't know how to speak , is not the right timing.

But in this world, besides Zhu Ying, maybe there is only one person who still thinks about her and is willing to mention her.

As soon as Gong Wunian entered the house, a few monster soldiers of the Pengshan tribe immediately stood up, and they waited for three days to beg but failed to see them, and the clay figurines were somewhat angry, but no one dared to show it in front of Gong Wunian .

The one in the lead could only say in a muffled voice: "My lord, the patriarch said, please go to Pengshan no matter what."

Gong Wunian took out a letter from his pocket.

The leader demon soldier hesitated for a moment, then took it over: "Honorable One, this is..."

"Give this letter to your patriarch, and he will understand."

"But..." The demon soldiers hesitated, but the elder told them that no matter what, they had to be brought to Pengshan.

Gong Wunian raised her eyebrows slightly: "Why, not enough?"

What he said seemed to mean knowing something, and there was some coercion faintly, which made the demon soldier feel cold all over for a moment, and he said quickly: "I will definitely bring the letter back."

Gong Wunian's shallow eyes stared fixedly at the past, making the demon soldiers dare not look at him at all. He suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders, and it was Gong Wunian's hand that came up, and he heard a voice: "Remember , give the letter to your patriarch, not someone else. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences yourself, you know?"

Hearing this sentence, the demon soldier's body was almost cold for an instant, thinking that this person must know something.

His voice trembled slightly: "Yes..."

"Go."

Now, the monster soldiers didn't dare to stay, they didn't even go out the main entrance, and left directly through the window.

Seeing their backs disappear, Gong Wunian smiled softly.

The room was silent, but Gong Wunian's sleeve suddenly moved.

Gong Wunian's slightly cold face softened, and there was a hint of a smile on his face. He lowered his head and didn't know who he was talking to, and said softly: "Wait a minute, he hasn't woken up yet."

……

Returning to know, he was dreaming again.

Maybe it was... recalling something again.

Many times, he no longer knows whether he is dreaming or remembering the past.

It seems that ever since he met his master, his dreams were all related to that nameless mansion.

He felt that it was probably his memory.

But this time there was something different.

He found that his body seemed out of his control, and he became a bystander.

He sat up slightly, and said, "Where is this?"

The sound made the comeback feel subtle.

It was indeed his own voice, but he had never spoken to anyone in such a cold voice.

The door was pushed open.

The master who came in.

Chonggui wanted to call out, but his body tensed up a step ahead of him. The feeling of being on guard all over made him feel a little at a loss, and then he heard himself saying to the master: "Who are you?"

It's the master, why would he ask such a question.

Seeing him like this, Gong Wunian just smiled and sat on the side of the bed, and said in a harmonious voice: "I am Gong Wunian. You fainted by the roadside, I brought you to the inn."

"Gong Wunian...?"

"Correct."

"What a strange name."

shut up!How can you speak to Master like this.

Return to silence.

"Is it weird? It's been a long time, so let it be." Gong Wunian looked very gentle: "Where do you live? I'll take you back."

—Where do you live, I'll take you back.

This voice seemed to resound in the return of the mind.

"Where do I live?" His body seemed to relax slightly, and after a while, he said, "I don't remember."

After a while of silence, Zhong Gui heard his own voice, which seemed a bit confused: "I... have nowhere to go."

"That's it..." Hearing his words, Gong Wunian frowned slightly, those peach-like eyes were faint, but looked over with light again: "Why don't you go home with me."

—Come home with me.

...Come home with me.

The return is a little trance.

The voice came from far, far away.

So far away... the moment he heard it, there was a dull pain in his heart.

"go home?"

"Yes. A place called East."

"Dongyu? The name of the place where I live is also strange."

east corner...

Something was about to come out from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't have the slightest chance to return to thinking. When the screen turned, he found himself standing in that nameless mansion.

That...he was already very familiar with it, and in his memory, he had lived in it for a long time.

There used to be a plaque on the door.

It turns out that this is Dongyu.

"What are you doing in a daze, go in quickly."

Chong Gui felt a hand on his shoulder, and he was led into the door.

It was very quiet in there.

The spirit flower fairy grass swayed slightly, as if welcoming his guest from afar.

This must be, when he first came here, right?

Immediately afterwards, Chonghui heard a slight sound in his head, and a large number of strange memories flooded in.

Although he didn't remember his own origin, he remembered that he was a monster in his previous life, a stone monster.

Strange, don't monsters have an afterlife?How did he become a man again?

He couldn't allow him to think too much, and he saw himself and his master living in Dongyu again.

It turned out that they had lived here together for a long, long time.

He saw his master teach him spells by hand, saw his master take him to the world, and traveled to Mount Lanke.I saw that the ancestor established a sect here, and saw that the ancestor took in seven orphans, which turned out to be the seven elders of Mount Lanke.

When the two were traveling, they met a woman named Hong Niangzi, and saw her build Fengyue Tower on the ground of the ghost market to house ghosts who did not want to enter reincarnation, and demons who were driven out of Yaochuan.

Memories flooded in one after another, and Huihui gradually felt that he was no longer just a bystander. Even though his actions and words were still out of his control, he felt that he was gradually becoming one with the Huihui in his memory.

It turns out...he was always by Master's side during these times.

How could he forget such an important memory?

Immediately after the screen turned, the two returned to Dongyu.

At that time Gong Wunian was cooking, and asked him to practice spells in the garden, and returned to do it meticulously with a sullen face, thinking that when Gong Wunian came out, he would praise him.

When Gong Wunian brought out the dishes and asked Zhong Gui to sit by the stone table, he saw his sweaty head, wiped him with a smile, and said, "You're always so serious, you can't even be lazy. won't you?"

Zhong Gui heard himself say: "You told me to do it, don't be lazy."

He blinked, still waiting for Gong Wunian's compliment.

How could Gong Wunian not know what he meant, seeing his serious expression, said happily: "Little Shitou Jing, why are you so attractive?"

Returning to the hands that were picking up the vegetables paused slightly, and he felt his face was burning hot.

"You, not serious..."

Gong Wunian came over with a smile: "Where am I not serious? You are too serious."

Returning's face became even hotter, he lowered his head, and smelled a dark fragrance at the tip of his nose.

He didn't raise his head, and there was silence between the two until Gong Wunian's loose and gentle voice rang in his ears.

"Return, do you want to be my apprentice?"

"I have lived for a thousand years and have never had an apprentice. Maybe I can't do everything well, but I still have a lot, a lot to teach you."

"Be my apprentice."

"OK?"

The author says:

Apprentice!I... I finally wrote this (tears)