【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

At night, white cloth is hung inside and outside the Pavilion of Life and Death.

Helian's family wore sackcloth and filial piety, and knelt in front of the coffin to keep watch for the old pavilion master.

He Lianrou fainted several times from crying, Nan Zhu had no choice but to accompany her silently.

Regardless of cause and effect, it was all owed by the royal family to Helian's family, she knew she was guilty and never said a word.

Ah Man has never experienced this before, and Bei Mingwen single-handedly arranged his father's funeral.

He came forward to receive all the guests, including the mourning guests.

Although Elder Beiming went to Chuzhong, he still heard in southern Xinjiang that the funeral of Helian's family was extremely dignified.

Wei Ziqi accompanied Ah Man, saying a few comforting words from time to time, while Pu Ze lay at his feet and let him lean on her.

Lin Wanjiang is the busiest, and he has to take care of Yu Qingfeng and is worried about Ah Man, so he has no leisure to go back and forth.

Duan Juechen seldom meddled in his own business, just sat quietly on the sidelines, and was unambiguous when it was time to offer incense, and seriously sent a condolence.

Only Xiao Bei was not there, Yuan Sijin was afraid that he would talk nonsense, so he slapped his face swollen, and then accompanied Xiao Bei to meditate in the room.

Yu Qingfeng felt unwell due to excessive blood loss, so Sikong Yu had no choice but to cheer up, and after seeing his master, he went to make a body-replenishing decoction.

Yan Chang'an was always by his side, alternately healing Yu Qingfeng with Lin Wanjiang, although the effect was minimal, it was better than letting him stand alone.

Huai Lan brought hot food and ran around trying to persuade everyone to have a bite.

The huge Pavilion of Life and Death was silent at this moment, instead of being noisy in the past.

The eyes are all white, and the people watching are flustered and inexplicably sad.

All parties came to mourn, and there was an endless stream of guests. The reputation of the Life and Death Pavilion spread far and wide, and there were both hatred and kindness.

Until late at night, the mourning hall was silent again, only Helian's family continued to guard.

Huai Lan was packing up the dishes when she suddenly heard a crisp sound coming from the courtyard, she hurriedly called out, "Master?"

Words must, no one answered.

Huai Lan frowned, put down the food box in her hand, and called out, "Master?"

The mourning hall was silent, the backyard was only separated by a long corridor, and Sikong Yu who was brewing medicine would definitely be able to hear it.

Unexpectedly, after a long while, no one answered.

Huai Lan finally sensed that something was wrong, and hurried into the hospital...

"Son!!!"

Hearing Huai Lan's low growl, Nan Zhu hurried over with Helian siblings, and saw Sikong Yu in a panic at a glance.

The young master's white clothes were stained with blood, and he was pushed to the ground by someone, and the brocade blindfold was also torn off.

He was lying on the ground, covering his eyes with one hand and looking around with the other, his hair was in a mess like a lunatic.

"Young master! Here it is!"

Hearing Huai Lan's voice, Sikong Yu hastily stretched out his hand, took the brocade belt and tied it on his head indiscriminately.

Ah Man staggered forward and asked anxiously, "What happened?"

Sikong Yu held his breath, was lifted up tremblingly by Huai Lan, and whispered: "Young Master...he's back..."

As soon as the words fell, Helianrou's pupils shrank suddenly, and she said in a trembling voice: "Tell me in detail!"

"Miss, wait a moment, let the young master rest for a while!"

Seeing that Sikong Yu was frightened, Huai Lan quickly stopped everyone from asking questions, and helped him to sit in the gazebo in the courtyard.

It's hard for her son to protect himself now that he lost his eyes. He must be injured in such a embarrassment, but he doesn't know where he was injured.

Sikong Yu calmed down for a long time, then straightened his temple hair, tied the brocade belt again and firmly covered his eyes.

After a while, Youyou opened her mouth...

He was holding the boiled medicine just now, and was about to see Yu Qingfeng, but halfway through the journey, he noticed that there was an extra line of sight behind him.

When he turned around, the medicine in his hand was knocked to the ground, and he heard a familiar voice.

At this point, Sikong Yu secretly clenched his fists and said in a low voice: "Young Master asked me, who is in the room?"

Although the voice was not as clear as when he was a teenager, he was determined in his heart, and before he could answer, he grabbed Helian Ting's sleeve.

Just as he was about to speak, he was pushed to the ground by Helian Ting, who pressed him and tore off the brocade belt covering his eyes.

He knew that he looked terrifying, and wanted to cover it in panic, but his wrists were also restrained.

Afraid that he would call for help, Helian Ting covered his mouth with all his strength, and just looked at him like this for a while.

"I don't know when he left. After I realized it, I heard Lan'er's voice."

The memory ended here, Sikong Yu trembled all over, and the plain white brocade belt was wet.

Huai Lan patted his back to comfort him, brought another cup of hot tea, and then asked, "Where is your injury?"

Sikong Yu rolled up his cuffs, his white wrists were bruised, and there were some finger marks on them that were still bleeding.

It should be that he struggled too much and was injured by Helian Ting, but luckily it didn't hurt very much.

Seeing this, Huai Lan went to get the medicine box again, and after a lot of tossing, she finished bandaging Sikong Yu.

At this moment, He Lianrou was sitting at the side, thinking carefully about Sikong Yu's words.

Ah Man and Nan Zhu took Pu Ze to search around the courtyard, trying to find some clues.

After a long while like this, several people couldn't figure it out and couldn't find it, but they attracted others.

Yu Qingfeng was being supported by Yan Changan, walked slowly into the courtyard, and asked softly, "What happened?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Sikong Yu's clothes were stained with blood, and his pace became much faster.

After hearing Huai Lan's retelling, Yu Qingfeng thought about the details while healing Sikong Yu.

The pure-blooded demons are so talented that they can hide their demon energy at any time, and he can't tell whether Helian Ting is full of stars or sparse.

Suddenly thought of something, and asked Yan Changan in a low voice: "Have you seen that person before?"

Because it was too complicated and the matter was so important, Yu Qingfeng couldn't explain it, nor could he tell everyone that Mr. Helian was actually one body and two souls.

Knowing what he meant, Yan Chang'an asked He Lianrou, "Is there a portrait of the eldest son here?"

He met him once, and in his impression Xingman was a handsome young man who would smile silly and be gentle when he met everyone.

But if he becomes star-sparse, his blood-red eyes are full of haze, and there is no smile on his face, his whole person is gloomy and terrifying.

He Lianrou sighed, looked sideways at Sikong Yu, and asked cautiously: "Young master, do you still keep it?"

That night with her was also a nightmare.

The mother died unexpectedly, the father fainted from poison, and the elder brother disappeared.

Ah Man cried unceasingly, the young master lost his eyes, and countless disciples were killed or injured.

If Nan Zhu hadn't arrived in time to help her settle in the Pavilion of Life and Death, she would have collapsed on her own.

For now, she has forgotten her brother's appearance, maybe she doesn't want to recall it.

After his father woke up, he was about to throw away Helian Ting's things, but was stopped by the seriously injured Sikong Yu.

If it is said that the only person who has a portrait in the Pavilion of Life and Death is Sikong Yu, but this person is born blind.

Nowadays no one remembers He Lianting's appearance, maybe even Sikong Yu has forgotten.

When Huai Lan heard this, she nervously grabbed the handkerchief, and was about to answer when the Young Master said: "Yes, come with me."

As soon as the words were finished, Sikong Yu stood up calmly, led everyone back to his room, and began to rummage around.

Huai Lan looked puzzled but did not speak. She clearly remembered that He Lianting's portrait had already been burned by her.

After a while, Sikong Yu took out a stack of drawing papers, each of which was the same boy.

The young man was dressed in an exotic long gown, with a slightly dark complexion and handsome eyebrows and eyes. His thick black hair was dotted with silver bells, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound.

It looked like he was indeed a handsome young man, but his face was cloudy and cloudy, sometimes his smile was bright and sometimes his eyes were cloudy.

He Lianrou picked up the top one, looked at it carefully, the memory was overwhelming.

Suddenly finding that the ink was not dry, he looked at Sikong Yu and sighed in a low voice.

Yan Changan also looked at it for a while, and then nodded firmly.

Although the age is not right, but this face is full of stars and sparse.

Sikong Yu seemed to have noticed it, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "Have you ever seen him?"

Yu Qingfeng answered, "I haven't seen it before, I'm just curious."

He always felt that Sikong Yu had secret affairs with these two, but at this time it was not easy to ask or directly reveal it.

The affairs of the devil world are important information of Xianmen, even the cousin should not tell it at will.

And Ah Man didn't know this yet, he just stared at Helian Ting's portrait in a daze, and his leopard was always by his side.

Sikongyu was silent for a while, then just smiled: "If we meet outside, we must send him back to the Pavilion of Life and Death."

Yu Qingfeng responded, and then left with Yan Changan, wanting to find Bei Mingwen and tell him about it...

After everyone left, Huai Lan finally couldn't hold back, choked up and asked, "My lord, why are you still thinking about him?"

She still remembered that every time Helian Ting returned to 'normal', he had to sleep in Sikong Yu's room.

At first she stopped him but the young master indulged him, even if He Lianting didn't remember anything the next day, Sikong Yu didn't care.

Every time, half of his life was tossed by this person, but the young master hid everyone in the room and applied the medicine alone.

In the end, it was still noticed by He Lianrou, the eldest lady was just about to help the two of them break the window paper, but what happened that night happened.

She knew that Sikong Yu had always liked He Lianting, but she never thought that after being blinded by him, she would still not change her original intention.

When there was no response, Huai Lan broke down and burst into tears, rushing forward frantically and tearing up the portrait forcefully.

The candles in the room were dimly lit, and Yu Qingfeng's blood still remained, and the crisp sound of paper accompanied the woman sobbing softly.

Broken pieces of paper were scattered all over the ground, and the young man's face was randomly put together, half happy and half sad, becoming more and more distorted.

Sikong Yu suddenly said: "If I tear it up, I will continue to draw."

Although he couldn't see, he wanted to paint, and wanted to preserve his thoughts.

It's like burning candles all the time in his room, blind but bright in heart.

Huai Lan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly knelt down on the ground, firmly grasped Sikong Yu's hand, and tried hard to persuade: "My lord, please forget about it! Don't torture yourself any more!"

Sikong Yu lowered his eyes and sat silently in the shadows, the flickering candles still couldn't shine on him...

After a while, he opened his mouth: "I owe him..."

Huai Lan's eyes were red, and she said: "But you can't see anymore, and you have been taking care of the Life and Death Pavilion for many years, it should be enough to pay back."

"And it's not your fault, it's all because Helian Ting disturbed..."

"Stop talking!" Before she finished speaking, Huai Lan suddenly heard a low growl, and raised her eyes in a daze.

Sikong Yu clenched his teeth and said in a hoarse voice: "Not enough...not enough..."

He not only owed Helian Ting, he owed everyone in Helian's family.

If it wasn't for his negligence, how could the teacher's wife have lost her life?

Now that the Helian family has become like this, he has an inescapable responsibility.

Why don't you just go on living like this, living in regret and pain, and end up with the rest of your life after fulfilling Master's last wish...