Not long after being discharged from the hospital, Lan Yu and Ling Zhan ran into Mu Xiuheng on the Emperor Star.

This encounter was neither bad nor good.

When they first met, they almost didn't recognize this person, Mu Xiuheng, because he had changed so much.

The clean white clothes had long since turned into ripped clothes, and his hair was messed up, making him look like a beggar.

And there are heavy shackles dragging on his wrists and ankles.

Looking at the broken bowl in front of him, Lan Yu's hand to put the money stopped in mid-air, and he said "you" out of his mouth, but he didn't know what to say next.

And Mu Xiuheng looked up at him, put the bowl back silently, dragged the shackles on his body and left, making a clanging sound.

Lan Yu didn't know why such an arrogant person like him became like this.

Until one day later, Comrade Yan came to him on a dark and stormy night.

Lao Yan's first sentence was "thank you" straight to the point, and he thanked Lan Yu directly, dumbfounded.

And when Lao Yan released the restraint on him, Lan Yu understood what he was thanking.

It turned out that his rebirth was not an accident. After being killed in the world of cultivating immortals, he naturally met Lao Yan.

Because the old comrade was too busy to get away, he asked him to come here to arrest someone, but in order not to startle the snake, he could only seal up part of his memory.

Before Lao Yan made a move, Lan Yu also had scruples: "If you do this, how should I arrest people, or don't seal them up."

"You don't have to worry about this. I've done the calculations. You have a relationship with this person. I also planted a causal line for you. There will be no problem." Lao Yan said.

Lan Yu hesitated: "Do you have to seal it?"

"Well." Lao Yan said: "If you want to seal it, if you keep your memory, it may affect you. It's best to let everything go as it should."

Lan Yu thought for a while, then nodded: "Then do as you said."

When the memory was sealed, Lao Yan sent Lan Yu to Emperor Star for rebirth.

It's just that none of them found out that there was Qingye who followed Lan Yu to Emperor Star, and this also made the causal line of Lan Yu's fate more complicated, but this did not affect the progress of the matter, and even Much faster than Lao Yan expected.

And what Lan Yu didn't expect the most was that the person he wanted to arrest was Mu Xiuheng...

After a moment of silence, Lan Yu looked at Lao Yan's fierce-looking face, and asked, "Did you know this was Mu Xiuheng early on, and that's why you sealed my memory?"

"How dare I! My ancestor!" Lao Yan broke out in a cold sweat, "I really didn't know that this person was Mu Xiuheng. If it hadn't been figured out that you had something to do with him, I wouldn't have asked him for it. If you are dead, why don't you reincarnate with a bowl of Meng Po soup."

Lan Yu narrowed her eyes: "You are in charge of life and death in the world, and there are things you don't know? I don't believe it."

Lao Yan was sweating profusely in an instant: "I really don't know, because Mu Xiuheng was originally expelled, so after he was rescued by that little Qingluan, he is no longer under my control. To put it bluntly, he is a black household , can only take the worst life."

Lan Yu was dubious: "What does delisting mean?"

Lao Yan explained: "It is to disappear completely from this world, and you should have been expelled from the beginning, but you died of an accident on earth and your lifespan is not yet over, so I threw you into the world of cultivating immortals in the three-way zone." , Who would have thought that you directly broke your own destiny, so you don't have to be expelled."

This Lan Yu knew that the reason why the Immortal Cultivation World was called the "three-way zone" was because people here could break through the shackles of life, old age, sickness and death through cultivation, so naturally there was no need to control them.

Sometimes I can't take care of it at all, and if I accidentally meet an ancestor like Lan Yu, I have to go around.

But people like Mu Xiuheng who rely on external force to break through the shackles, just like what Lao Yan said, have no good luck.

But there is one more problem.

Lan Yu looked up at Lao Yan and asked, "Since he is the one you want to arrest, why don't you drag him down now?"

"There's no need to delay," Lao Yan shook his head: "He is already receiving the cruelest punishment."

Lan Yu: "What?"

After pondering for a moment, Lao Yan dumped six words on his face with a deep expression: "Love can't be separated."

At that moment, Lan Yu was silent.

He looked up at the starry night sky, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should sympathize with Mu Xiuheng, or say that he deserved it.

But these seem to be unimportant, the past of kindness and resentment is like a silent drama.

Some people don't die well, some people get what they want.

Everything has come to an end.

The most remote slum in Emperor Star, where Lan Yu was reborn.

Because this place is too poor, it became the only place that survived the war in Emperor Star without any damage.

After Yuan Xiao became the president of the alliance, she also wanted to rectify this place, but she found that the people in the slums seemed unwilling to change their lives.

First, they are used to this way of life, and second, they would rather be poor than get involved in power struggles and become cannon fodder.

So this place still maintains its original appearance, with dilapidated atmosphere everywhere, but also a bit of simplicity.

And Mu Xiuheng is living here now, he and a beggar are huddled together in a room with a hole in the roof.

The rest of the other beggars are very healthy, and when it gets dark, they will sleep on their own broken straw mat. Only he likes to watch the stars sleep for a while.

"Why the hell are you still not sleeping with your eyes open?" A beggar woke up and saw that Mu Xiuheng was still awake, and said speechlessly, "I really don't know why you've been staring at me all day, there is you in the sky The lover of my dreams!"

"Yes." Mu Xiuheng nodded: "He is in the sky."

The beggar snorted and cursed: "You're so stupid, don't stare, go to bed early."

Mu Xiuheng responded, but his eyes were still wider than anyone else's.

The beggar didn't bother to talk to him anymore, turned over and continued to sleep.

Actually, Mu Xiuheng didn't lie.

On the day Qingye left, she once said to him: "I will always watch you, in the sky."

So he knew that one of the stars in the sky must have been transformed from green leaves.

However, he still hoped that what happened that day hadn't happened, so Aoba wouldn't have to sacrifice herself for his fault.

Yes, he regretted it.

He regretted everything he had done, regretted giving He Sen the remote control to activate the self-destruct device.

But now, it's useless for him to regret it.

Only by dragging this shackles until the end of life, will I feel less guilty.

Pursing his lips slightly, Mu Xiuheng closed his eyes, but opened them soon.

Whenever he closes his eyes, the events of that day will keep replaying in his mind.

He kneeled weakly on the ground, and Aoba accompanied him.

After a while, Qingye suddenly asked: "He Sen's betrayal has something to do with you, right?"

Qingye knew Mu Xiuheng's level of refining medicine, if he wanted to use medicine to control a person, then that person would definitely not have second thoughts.

Unless the person who controlled him changed his mind and wanted to drag everyone to be buried with him.

After a while, Mu Xiuheng nodded his head, then shook his head quickly: "I just aroused the hatred in my heart, and I just gave him the remote control of the self-destruct device by the way. What to do is his own choice, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Why are you still trying to argue for your own mistakes now?" Aoba's tone revealed disappointment.

Mu Xiuheng was a little stubborn: "I'm just stating the facts. Anyway, if you die, you will die. It's not like you haven't died before."

After being silent for a while, Aoba suddenly said: "I don't want you to regret it, so..." I will fill in the mistakes you made for you.

He didn't finish his sentence, but flew directly towards the self-destruct device.

After a while, Mu Xiuheng saw a dazzling blue light burst into the sky, extending to the horizon of the distant sky.

At the same time, amidst the chirping of birds, he heard some words.

"sorry."

"I didn't expect that resurrecting you would cause you such pain. I hope you are happy."

"Forgive me...for the last time."

"Also, make peace with yourself."

"I'll always be watching you, in heaven."

Later, he learned what happened that day in the process of tossing and turning.

It was from that time that he really realized how absurd what he had been doing all the time. He wanted to live like Lan Yu, so he never had himself, and even hurt the closest people. .

Because of self-blame and torment, he personally put on these heavy shackles for himself, and couldn't sleep well every night.

After accumulating for a long time, Mu Xiuheng could feel that his physical condition seemed to be close to the limit.

So, when the sun rose the next day, he didn't open his eyes.

The beggar next to him pushed him: "Hey, wake up, the sun is fucking your ass."

The beggar pushed hard again, but there was still no response. He couldn't help but slapped Mu Xiuheng's face, and the temperature under his hand was extremely cold.

The beggar couldn't help but widen his eyes, and after a while he realized what had happened.

Because it is a slum and they are beggars, this kind of annoying thing will happen every few days, so beggars have long been used to it.

And before Mu Xiuheng, he had already collected the corpses of many brothers, so the expression on the beggar's face quickly returned to calm.

He shook his head, picked up the cold man and walked towards the wasteland of the slums.

In fact, it can't be said that this place is completely wasteland, because there are many small earth bags in a mess, buried in a disorderly manner.

The beggar looked around, found a relatively open place and began to dig a hole with branches...all kinds of things that can be used on the ground, and then put Mu Xiuheng in.

After covering the soil, he raised his hand and patted the soil bag, and murmured something.

And that was the last sentence Mu Xiuheng heard before returning himself to heaven and earth.

"Go on."

Fortunately, there are still people in this world who are willing to treat him kindly.


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