Endless silence spread in the night, and the rustle of the wind blowing through the forest could be heard in the distance, secret and distant, like an ancient whisper.
Jing Yingrong stood up and walked to Yue Xiao's cheek, raising her hand to gently stroke the wet hair.
She looked forward and whispered:
"The moon has risen."
Yue Xiao opened his eyes.
It saw a perfect and flawless moon. The cold and bright light occupied its field of vision, enveloped its body, and illuminated the entire solitary peak like frost and snow.
Yue Xiao stared blankly.
"It's so beautiful... just like in a dream, just like... when I was a child..."
It murmured in a daze.
"It's really, really nice to see the moon like this at the end."
Ruoyou sighed like nothing, and his eyes softened little by little, and his amber eyes were bright, flashing like stars.
I don’t know what kind of thoughts it had, but Jing Yingrong saw that the light in its eyes was ignited by some emotion, and it was beating hotly, like a spark struggling in the embers.
Yue Xiao raised his head with difficulty, and something appeared between his two front paws.
It pushed the thing in front of Jing Yingrong.
"For you."
It was a furry thing, about the same height as Jing Yingrong, and silver-white.
——A bit like Yue Xiao himself.
But it is fatter and chubby, lying on its stomach, with its short and fat legs spread out, head tilted up and grinning, half of its tongue exposed, as if smiling, looking a bit silly.
The reflection in the mirror was studied for a long time.
The material for making this gift is mainly Yue Xiao's hair, and the colored parts such as the eyes, tongue and flesh pads should come from those feathers and scales.
She looked up at Yue Xiao and said, "Is it your 'secret'?"
Yue Xiao coughed dryly, trying to hide something, and said: "Stop asking, just accept it."
Jing Yingrong nodded, touched the round head of the gift, and put it into the ring.
Yue Xiao looked at Hai Crab, who was following the mirror step by step.
"Idiot," it said.
This time the sea crab did not throw stones, but took a piece of the bait given to it by Jing Yingrong and placed it next to Yue Xiao's claws.
Yue Xiao laughed out of his throat.
"It would be nice to always be this smart."
As if everything was finally completed, Yue Xiao looked more relaxed. It retracted its gaze, gritted its teeth, and stood up on four trembling legs.
Jing Yingrong: "Are you leaving?"
"Um."
"Where to go?"
"Go where I came from."
Yue Xiao used all his strength to support his body. He raised his head toward the moon and let out the loudest roar in his life:
"Ouch——"
The whistle seemed to have traveled through the desolate years, overlapping with the childish calls.
The withered and dull hair on its body glowed again at this moment, and it looked like a dream under the moonlight.
Yue Xiao started running.
In the moonlight, there was another figure accompanying it in a trance.
The little figure stumbled and tried hard to chase the moon, but soon fell asleep from exhaustion.
Yue Xiao left the young figure behind.
Yue Ya, the sect, responsibility, joy, anger and sorrow... were all left behind.
It ran faster and faster and flew higher and higher.
The body began to break and disintegrate from the ends of the hair, turning into fine silvery flakes, dragging thousands of stardust points in the night sky.
It is as if it is not aware.
The moon opened its arms to it, returning home like this.
Finally, it disappeared into the clear light.
Jing Yingrong stood quietly for a long time.
She looked at the bright full moon, but there was no light in her eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, she stretched out her palm and gave it a faint touch.
The full moon was erased from the deep black background.
In the night, only thick dusky clouds blocked everything.
There are no stars or moon tonight.
Jing Yingrong continued to stand blankly, with an undercurrent surging in his eyes that were darker than the night.
Something was touching her leg. She looked down and saw it was a sea crab.
The crab's little eyes stared straight at her.
"I'm fine," she said.
The crab then backed away.
Jing Yingrong took out the gift given to her by Yue Xiao, the stuffed wolf.
She sat down against the little wolf, and felt a soft touch on her back that almost made her sink in.
Jing Yingrong turned sideways and held a short, fat front paw in her arms, sitting like that in a daze.
In the sea of consciousness, Ji Sha Jian said: "Are you sad?"
Its inappropriate question aroused the dissatisfaction of Jijiebi: "Just leave her alone."
However, Jing Yingrong's response was calmer than they expected: "A little bit."
Ji Sha Jian: "It doesn't seem like you have a bit of a problem."
Jing Yingrong was silent for a moment and said, "I thought of other things."
Ji Sha Sword: "What?"
Jing Yingrong said slowly: "It seems that I can only see others off."
In her deep eyes, the back of Yue Xiao running towards the moon appeared, then it turned into a cat rubbing its head against her palm, and finally it turned into a smiling face.
A nearly infinite lifespan means that she can only watch those creatures she knows or does not know, is familiar with or is not familiar with, likes or dislikes, walking toward death step by step.
The three spirits in the sea of consciousness don't seem to understand.
Ji Yanzhu asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Aren't we always like this?"
As weapon spirits, they have witnessed countless lives and deaths, and they will continue to witness them in the future.
Jing Yingrong did not answer, and there was a deep confusion in his eyes.
Before you know it, dawn will break.
Jing Yingrong put back her wandering thoughts and informed Elder Chao.
Elder Chao came very quickly, not only him, but also other elders and deacons of Shanhaitang.
Xue Fei and the others are here too.
When they saw that there were only Jing Yingrong and Hai Crab on the lonely peak, both humans and monsters clearly recognized that fact.
"Is Lao Yue... gone?"
Xue Fei still refused to give up and asked with the last glimmer of hope.
Jing Yingrong nodded slightly.
Tears welled up in Xue Fei's eyes. Hong Fei and Ye Yuan lowered their heads with sad expressions.
Elder Chao sighed sadly. The expressions of those behind him were much more complicated.
"What did it tell you?" Elder Chao asked Jing Yingrong.
Jing Yingrong: "It expresses its gratitude to me."
Elder Chao was stunned for a moment, then he understood and said, "Yes, thank you for accompanying it during these days... But I still don't know why it lost its temper at that time."
Jing Yingrong looked at the rising sun jumping out of the clouds in the distance.
"It's lost."
"get lost?"
"Can't find my way home."
Elder Chao was confused, but Jing Yingrong had no intention of explaining, so he could only give up.
Because he needed to deal with the cave left by Yue Xiao, Elder Chao asked Xue Fei and others to leave first, and then assigned tasks to those who followed.
Those people descended from the lonely peak, and the sound of small discussions drifted into Jing Yingrong's ears with the wind.
"It's a pity that no body was left behind."
"I also plan to take some blood essence back. Every time the blood it provides to the sect is taken away by the Dan Pavilion, it's a rare opportunity. Alas."
"I'm so angry that I didn't even leave a hair behind. I thought I could get the good stuff first if I followed."
"It's such a pity that the body of a level 10 monster is wasted like this."
"Don't you doubt that the disciple named Jing kept it secretly..."
…
The morning sun shines on Jing Yingrong.
Bright and cold.
