The dream was as sweet as an embrace, and Lang Yun was already immersed in it, but before this feeling lasted long, the hands hugging him gently pushed him away. Lang Yun woke up from his warm and soft dream and found himself lying on the cold and hard ground.
Since Lang Yun joined the Yuhu Sect, his mentality has changed a lot, especially when he later met Shi Xuewen, an outstanding woman, and he began to fall in love with her in a subtle way.
In the beginning, he gradually fell in love with Chun Ya'er because of the need to save her life. However, the erosion of time has weakened his love, and all that is left is twisted gratitude.
He originally thought that by curing Chun Ya's hidden illness, he could completely cut off their relationship, but he never expected that Chun Ya'er would still feel sad if Chun Ya'er really left him. Especially when he thought that Chun Ya'er actually had a child with him, the grief in his heart was even more uncontrollable.
Fate has taken root in the past and blossomed in time. It's a pity that I haven't had time to reap this joy in the future, but the yin and yang have been separated.
Because these two murder cases are full of doubts, in order not to miss any clues, the furnishings in the house have never been touched. Especially since I heard that there have been strange sounds coming from the house recently, no one dares to step inside.
Lang Yun was so sad that he was in a coma for a long time. Although he had woken up long ago, he still sat there in a daze, his mind going blank.
Gradually, the sky began to darken, and the figures of the wolf and the cloud merged into the darkness, making it difficult to distinguish each other. And just as the night filled the room, a strange sound suddenly became clear.
"Crack... crack..." The sound was so clear and ethereal that words could not describe it. If I had to give an example to compare, it is somewhat similar to the sound of burning charcoal.
Hearing this sound, Lang Yun also came to his senses completely. He remembered that the waiter in the shop once told him about the strange sound, and it seemed that it must be it.
The sound in his ears was extremely clear, as if he could reach it at his fingertips, but whenever he looked for the sound, he found that it was elusive.
Because the light in the room was really dim, Lang Yun lit the oil lamp on the table. The oil lamp turned on, and the scene in front of him finally became clear. However, when he saw the blood stains on the ground, his heart became a little darker again.
He hurriedly shifted his gaze to look elsewhere, and then discovered a package on the bed. He moved closer and rummaged through it, and found that except for some simple clothes, there was nothing strange in it.
This house was just a single room, and the scenery could be seen at a glance. Lang Yun glanced around but found nothing strange, and his eyes fell back on the flickering oil lamp in front of him.
Listening to the crackling sound in his ears, Lang Yun suddenly remembered that when he first understood the bloodline technique that Zhu Kun left for him, he had used the diffusion of consciousness to feel the sound of the charcoal sticks dancing with sparks.
At this time, because of his complicated emotions, he only used his eyes to check the situation in front of him, and even forgot that he still had this ability. So, he took a few deep breaths to stabilize his emotions, and then released his consciousness to observe his surroundings.
But he observed again for a week, but still didn't find any hidden space in the four walls. He also felt doubtful in his heart. After all, he didn't feel any strange aura in the room, and it wasn't like the waiter in the shop said there was an innocent soul seeking his life.
In other words, even if Chun Ya'er's soul harbors resentment, with her gentle personality, she will never turn into a vicious ghost and stay here to harm the world. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look down, but his eyes suddenly lit up. I saw something shining in the dried blood on the ground!
Lang Yun endured the heartache and walked forward, reaching out and gently touching the blood stains on the ground. However, the blood stains only had a thin layer, and the only thing that could be hidden was probably the deep love...
He tapped the ground here with his fingers, and the result was just as he imagined. There was a hollow sound under the floor.
The floor here was tightly arranged, and it was impossible to pry it open with just fingers. Lang Yun could only take off the sword from his body, insert the blade of the sword into the gap slightly, and then pry up the floor without much effort.
Because the blood on the ground seeped into this place along the gaps, as soon as the floor was raised, there was a thick bloody pavement. However, this smell did not move Lang Yun in the slightest, because his eyes completely fell on the package covered in blood.
Lang Yun carefully opened the package and found a red crystal the size of a peach core and an envelope inside. It's just that the envelope has been mostly soaked in blood, and a lot of its contents have been lost.
Lang Yun did not rush to look at the red crystal. Instead, he took out the words from the damp envelope and laid them out one by one under the oil lamp. These words turned out to be Chun Ya'er's diary.
But when he saw the words clearly, his eyes were extremely shocked, and he felt deep self-blame in his heart.
It turns out that Chun Ya'er's identity is not simple. She is actually a member of the Zhu Jiuyin clan. It was just because she couldn't stand the cruel behavior of her clan members that she escaped during the previous chaos and lived in seclusion in this small mountain village.
Chun Ya'er was originally weak, and the thin spiritual energy in the Eastern Continent made it even more difficult for her, so she was always in poor condition.
As for Zhu Kun, he is actually Chun Ya'er's eldest brother. Because he couldn't bear Chun Ya'er's pain, he temporarily left her here. He often went out to find a way home, hoping to bring her back to the clan as soon as possible.
At first, Chun Ya'er's character was very gloomy and she was ready to give up on herself. But after getting along with the humans in the small mountain village, she found that although humans have short life spans and live miserable lives, they are cheerful and optimistic.
Chun Ya'er was infected by the human atmosphere. Although her body was still in pain, her heart was very happy. She often went out to pick herbs to heal her injuries, and her symptoms were much relieved than before.
Later, when she was out, she happened to see a man lying on the road, and she took him home to take care of him. Naturally, this man was Lang Yun.
After a period of care, the two gradually fell in love, and Chun Yaer also began to understand some things that were difficult to understand.
For example, at first she didn't understand why the couple next door kept quarreling but never separated. It wasn't until she met Lang Yun that she realized that the answer to the matter was actually very simple. There was only one word, and that was love.
Love is like a mountain, which will stand tall when the strong winds rise, so that the strong winds cannot intrude; love is like water, which will fill in and merge when the cracks appear, keeping the cracks intact as before.
Knowing that Lang Yun had always admired the Yuhu Sect, Chun Ya felt really bad. She wanted to be with Lang Yun every day, but she couldn't bear to be separated for even a moment.
But she also learned from the aunt next door that love means respecting other people's decisions. Although the aunt said about burning books more than a hundred times, she would always bring a few new books for the "sour scholar" when she returned from going out to the market.
Later, Lang Yun accidentally activated the jade sign and attracted Zhu Kun, who had been thinking about his sister's safety, back. When Zhu Kun saw Lang Yun hooking up with his sister, he was so angry that he wanted to kill Lang Yun on the spot. However, Chun Ya'er forced her to die, so Zhu Kun agreed to spare his life for the time being.
At first, Zhu Kun was still angry and complained that Chun Ya'er's elbow was turned outward. But until he saw this jade plaque, he felt lucky and thought to himself that it was a good thing that he didn't do anything, otherwise he almost missed the chance to go home...
But when Zhu Kun heard that the treasure he returned home might be in the Jade Pot Sect, his face darkened. He secretly discussed with Chun Ya'er: He could let Lang Yun go, but once Lang Yun decided to go to the Yuhu Sect, he must persuade him to find a treasure for him to go home like that.
Seeing Chun Ya'er agreeing, Zhu Kun left a few harsh words in Lang Yun's consciousness, and told Chun Ya'er to be careful. But when he saw Chun Ya'er just looking at Lang Yun affectionately and not paying any attention to him, he cursed and left.
Seeing this, Lang Yun couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He always thought that Zhu Kun didn't harm his life because he valued his talent, but he didn't expect that there was such a relationship.
Lang Yun continued to flip back in despair, only to see that the words on the next piece of paper were left for himself:
Time flies by, and Ya'er thought she would never see her husband again. But now that you are well, Ya'er no longer has any worries.
Please forgive me, sir, Ya'er has been deceiving you. The man in red who wanted to harm you that day was actually Ya'er's eldest brother, and Ya'er, like him, is a descendant of the Zhujiuyin clan. Because Ya'er was already weak, staying in the Eastern Continent would only make me miserable, so I was prepared to seek death that day. Fortunately, I met you, which gave me the courage to live.
The hidden disease in my body cannot be saved by the panacea from the Eastern Continent, but the prescription you brought is truly miraculous. It actually made me pregnant, and I can finally leave you with a son and a half.
I named him Big Tree because I hope he can grow up strong. It's a pity that I feel increasingly weak recently, and I'm afraid I won't be able to go to see you, so I left this letter to you in advance. When you read these words, believe that I have gone to another world.
But don’t be sad, Mr. Lang. I have condensed the power of my blood into the Zhujiuyin Crystal Core. I hope it can always protect you on my behalf...
Lang Yun's eyes had long been dimmed into a mist, turning the blood on the white paper into flowers from the other side.
He felt in a trance, and turned his hands back with trembling hands, trying to see what words were left next. Unfortunately, the words behind them were all stained red with blood, and he could only vaguely tell that these should be some words after the birth of the big tree. Happy trivia, the only thing that can be seen clearly is the word "Zhao" at the beginning of a certain paragraph.
At the end, only the four small characters in the last line in the corner are particularly eye-catching - "Chun Ya's last work."
Lang Yun shook his arms and shook out the red crystal from the package. But just as it fell into his palm, Lang Yun felt a stinging pain, as if what he was holding was a burning fire and a sharp edge.
At the same time, surging energy along with memory fragments poured into his mind like a tide, and two blurry figures suddenly appeared in front of his eyes...
"We should help each other when we go out... By the way, I don't know your name yet. I wonder if it's convenient for you to tell me?" A vague figure said, and the voice was clearly Chun Ya'er.
"Sister-in-law is my savior, of course there is no inconvenience..." Another vague figure deliberately changed his voice and said in a deep voice: "My surname is Lu, and my single name is Chun. Sister-in-law, just call me Lu Chun..."
"I'm really sorry...Sister-in-law! I gave you a chance, but you just wanted to die on your own...I couldn't stop you even if I wanted to! But don't worry, I will never let you be alone on the road to hell. Just let Dashu go with you... "
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