"It is you……"
Shuoyue-kun's tone suddenly became lazy - even though he was usually like this. But at least this way, Mu Wan can breathe a sigh of relief. He looked relaxed after all.
"Are you with a woman?" the voice said again.
"Well, yes...I need to take her to the nearest spiritual outlet. She is looking for someone."
"oh."
The voice responded short and coldly. So Shigeyuki-kun continued to leave, and the source of the sound may have also left. But during the whole process, Mu Wan didn't feel the slightest hint of the "third person". She followed for two steps, but before she could figure it out, the sound from before came from the distance behind her - even though she still didn't know the specific location or who it was.
"What's that woman's name?"
"Huh?" Mr. Shuangyue slowly turned around, "What, what's the matter?"
Mu Wan's hair stood on end.
who is it? Another six realms of impermanence? Why can't she see? Mr. Shuangyue can’t see it either? Or is it some other monster or human that has the ability to travel through spiritual veins? Are they the people from Death Shadow Pavilion? It was a voice she had never heard before, so it shouldn't be. Why do you want to ask about Lord Shuangyue's actions? Or did you ask the question after a while? Do their missions overlap, or are they on opposing sides? Will Mr. Shuoyue answer him? And does the other person care about this answer? Will he help himself, inquire casually, or...
Come to kill yourself?
No, calm down, that's not the case. She is not that capable of letting a Six Paths Impermanence... or some other person with astonishing spiritual power kill her. But at this time, the reddish-brown "scald" on the back of her neck ached faintly. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect or something real, because she clearly couldn't see the shape of the injury, but she could clearly feel its existence, and the outline was extremely clear.
Until now, or rather she had no time to figure out what wrong thing she had done, what "heinous crime" she had committed, to leave such an ugly mark on the lotus pond.
Is someone going to make her pay? Will he listen to himself well? And what persuasive words do you have to negotiate with them? Or other enemies... people with the curse of Lord Xianyue, people under Wu Yuangui, or desperadoes like Tang He. Or more people, more people she didn't know.
"I'm looking for a way," the voice said.
"What way?" Lord Shuangyue looked back. It seemed that he was indeed a little wary of the person who was inexplicably interested in Mu Wan. She didn't know whether to be grateful or something else.
"The shortest road to Xueyan Valley."
Mu Wan's heart stung, like a knife, or an awl, or something sharper - no, blunter - piercing through the left side of his chest, feeling heavy and sore. This pain even reminded her of the time when Yan Muxue was killed.
The way Yuting was killed.
The appearance of Aoki being killed.
All the people who died because of her and for her looked like people.
who?
What to do?
……Why?
Can't think of any more questions. Since none of them have answers, there is no point in asking other things.
Meaningless.
Lord Shuangyue glanced at her sideways. He felt that although she was motionless, her heart was trembling violently, as if she was about to break through an invisible limit at the next moment.
"Go to Snow Inkstone Valley...what to do?"
"Someone wants to go to their companion's place. Their companion is missing. So..." the voice paused, "What's the name of the woman next to you?"
Mu Wan almost fainted.
"Who are you?" she asked to the vast sea of stars.
She was answered only by silence, not even an echo could be heard.
Shuangyue Jun took the sleeve behind her elbow and tugged it here, signaling her not to mess around.
"Why don't you just tell me the names of her companions. That will make the little girl feel more at ease, right?" Shuoyue-kun raised his head slightly, "Shuiwu-kun?"
"ah……"
She was so relieved that she sat paralyzed in the void of darkness and flickering.
Dai Luan had been staring at the candle in a daze for a long time. Shan Hai put his arms on the table and lay down, probably resting. The table was piled with copper coins, candles, and the white hairband used for divination. It was still very clean, and it looked like it had been carefully preserved. Chi Li and Mo Liang were not here. When Mo Liang came back with Dai Luan, Chi Li called him away. She wanted to go for a walk and talk with him - even though it was very, very late now.
Yun Qingzhan and Yun Qingxian stood at the door, looking like two door gods. But this pair of "door gods" have feelings and are alive. They looked inside and outside from time to time, waiting for Lord Jiyue and the others to come back. They didn't dare to ask, because they heard Shan Hai whispering in the room before burning the incense: "Why aren't you here?"
Why aren't you in the human world?
At this time, the two girls suddenly looked forward at the same time.
——Someone is indeed here, but it is not their master, nor is it Shui Wujun.
"Ah -" Yun Qingxian made a sound unconsciously, and Qingzhan also opened his mouth.
"Shhh."
The man gestured. The two girls nodded and let the door open. The wood in Juiyun Village is soft when pinched. They cut special wood from the mountains, so the utensils make no sound - including the door. Until someone's shadow crept in from outside the door and enveloped the table.
"Why not? I think she is very close to us, I can almost smell her scent." Dai Luan said stupidly.
Shan Hai did not raise his head and made a muffled voice: "What does it smell like? It must be from the hairband."
"A light, light fragrance." Dai Luan looked at the candle and gestured, "It is a smell that I have never smelled before and cannot describe. It is different from the flowers and fruits in the world. Maybe it comes from the sky. "
"You're crazy."
"Maybe it's the sachet. Although she seems to have lost it...Oh, I saw her."
Dai Luan's cheeks felt itchy, as if there were bugs crawling on them. But where did the bugs come from in such a cold weather? She touched her face impatiently and hooked the hair that didn't belong to her. She raised her head and saw a familiar face, then sighed softly.
Shanhai suddenly raised his head.
"..."
"Really. I was going crazy and hallucinating."
As she said that, she clasped her hands together and suddenly slapped Mu Wan on the face.
"Hey, let me go -" she yelled, "Why are you beating people!"
It was probably these words that made Dai Luan stay for a while. She glanced at Shanhai, then turned to look at Qingxian and Qingzhan at the door - as well as Chili and Moliang who had returned from a walk at some point. The four people were whispering at the door, probably communicating something, but Dai Luan's mind went blank.
She grabbed Mu Wan's neck suddenly and didn't let go for a long time, almost choking her to death.
This was destined to be an unquiet night. If Chi Li and the others hadn't reminded her repeatedly, Dai Luan would have woken up the entire village.
"Do you know? That spiritual vein is so beautiful... I think about it now when I think about it. I was just scared and cold at the time. I haven't been with you for a long time - I was alone before, but I didn't I met you guys after walking for a long time, and I haven't experienced any big storms." Mu Wan babbled, as if he wanted to make up for what he had not finished speaking in the past few days, "There are stars everywhere, above my head, Underfoot, southeast, northwest, front, left, and right, everything is shining brightly, it’s so beautiful. I really regret that I can’t draw, otherwise I will have to find a way to draw it for you. But how to draw stars? They are luminous, aren’t they? Should I use black paper and white ink? I..."
She spoke unbridled and irrelevant words, as if she was trying to cover up and heal the scars - both visible and invisible. She wanted them all to disappear in all the excitement. This pale cover-up can be seen by almost everyone. What's more, she wore her hair down.
"Liangqiu..." Shanhai interrupted her softly, "Your hair tie..."
"Ah!" She looked at the table and grabbed her hairband, "Isn't this at Mr. Jiyue's place? Why is he here? Has he been here before? I left him here before..."
Shan Hai wanted to say something else, but in the end he felt it was inappropriate and closed his mouth. Dai Luan had been listening, but now he suddenly rushed up and kissed her hard on the forehead. Xue Yangu's forehead ornament almost pressed into her skin, like a stamp, which was a little painful. But this is much better than other forms of wounds and pain.
"You and Shan Hai scare me!" she shouted, "And Shi Wuqi, you both scare me!"
Mu Wan took her in his arms, held her gently, and said nothing more.
Shanhai came face to face with her, and he took the opportunity to point to the door. Chi Li and Mo Liang leaned against the door and kept looking at her. That look couldn't be called hostile or friendly, it was more like some kind of observation, some kind of scrutiny. Normally, this kind of situation would definitely arouse Mu Wan's dissatisfaction. But she just sighed slightly and raised her eyebrows in question.
Dai Luan raised her head from her arms and said to her:
"They are Chi Li and Mo Liang...Mo Liang is the heir to the Mo family, the only heir."
"Ah, I've heard of it." Mu Wan nodded to him in a friendly manner, "It was a huge family... once."
Her last voice was very low, but Mo Liang still heard it. It would be better to say that she didn't try to hide it at the beginning, she just lowered her voice because she thought it was impolite.
"Once." Mo Liang repeated, not to provoke, but to confirm.
"Feel sorry……"
"It's okay, that's the truth."
Shan Hai frowned slightly, his pale lips trembled slightly, and as if mustering up courage, he gestured in the direction of Chi Li.
"That is... is, is - the daughter of your leader."
Mu Wan didn't seem to understand, and stayed still in his seat. She had no idea of this statement in her mind. On the contrary, Chi Li took two steps forward and stood in front of her, looking straight at her.
"Are you my father's last disciple?"
"..."
"It doesn't look like me at all."
Outside the door, Shigetsuki-kun and Minazuki glanced at the small, candle-lit house that had been extremely lively before. Afterwards, their eyes briefly intertwined.
Lord Shuangyue squinted his eyes, raised a finger, and pointed at the side of his waist where the only sword hung.
"That fake... have you ever unsheathed it?"
