In the deep darkness of the night, only ghostly candles were lit everywhere in the Mingyue Sect, shrouding all the palaces in a dark yellow light source.
But to Gu Jianghe, the long night here seems to have passed for a hundred years.
The rock-stacked room didn't even see the slightest light during the day, and she was only accompanied by countless lamps in the darkness. How many days had it been since she had been here?
"Have you thought about it?" Qingling's voice sounded from outside the door, "But I think you are more anxious than me."
"Take me to see him. If he is fine, I promise you to become a saint of Mingyue Sect."
Gu Jianghe stood up and looked at Qingling's shadow outside the stone door, flickering in the candlelight.
Qing Ling's mouth curled up, and her brown eyes glanced into the room. The woman in the room, who had always been pale, seemed to be much better. In the semi-dark environment, Ayouduo appeared on her body again. shadow.
Wearing the unique silver pleated skirt of southern Xinjiang, Gu Jianghe's skin was made even whiter by the purple shirt, making her mother's shadow constantly overlap with hers. It also made Qing Ling's eyes look at her more complicated.
"Come with me."
The silver bell hanging from the silver crown that bound her hair made a clear tinkling sound in the dim corridor. The moment he stepped out of the Moon Palace, the Mingyue Sect shrouded in moonlight made Gu Jianghe momentarily shocked.
As far as the eye can see, everywhere is filled with blue-purple gentian flowers, which emit a soul-stirring light under the moonlight.
Qing Ling did not stop his steps. His robe swept across the gentian flowers on the ground and walked towards the Shenyue Temple not far away.
After calming down, Gu Jianghe quickly followed Qing Ling.
From the moment he stepped into the Shenyue Palace, Gu Jianghe discovered that there was no open fire to illuminate the huge palace. They seemed to have stepped into a dark night. When the night shrouded the two of them, Qing Ling's palm began to glow. After a while, a silvery spiritual butterfly emerged from his hand. It came out of the hand.
One, two, three...
Spirit butterflies danced around Qing Ling, and some butterflies landed in Gu Jianghe's hair, shrouding the two of them in a layer of faint silver light.
Qing Ling suddenly stopped.
Only then did Gu Jianghe realize that a stone gate appeared in front of Qing Ling.
At this time, Shimen seemed to feel some power, and slowly moved to both sides, and a huge stone chamber appeared in front of the two of them.
There was no open fire in the stone room like the entire Shenyue Palace, but golden light was floating on the surrounding stone walls, illuminating the entire room.
There was a huge stone table in the center of the stone room. On the stone table, in a stone basin half as tall as a man, there was a red blood mushroom growing. If you looked closely, it looked dim.
A figure caught the eyes of Gu Jianghe behind Qing Ling.
She walked forward slowly step by step, but every step seemed as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold.
His hands were shaking uncontrollably.
A few steps away from the stone table is a huanghuali girdled, horseshoe-footed Arhat bed. On the bed, a man wearing a jet black robe sits cross-legged on it. The man has his eyes slightly closed, looking delicate but pale. There was only a faint trace of blood left on her lips. On the wrist of his right hand, a moonstone hung from a bracelet made of silver wires, sparkling in the golden light of the stone chamber.
"Wuyunge." Qingling called out.
The man sitting cross-legged on the bed heard Qingling's voice, opened his eyes, saw the person clearly, stood up quickly, folded his hands in front of him, bent down slightly, and his long hair fell down from his ears. Reaching the chest: "Master Priest."
Only then did Gu Jianghe see clearly that his outstretched left wrist was covered with seven or eight old and new wounds. The latest wound was actually covered with bright red flesh, which was obviously the latest wound.
"elder brother……"
A gentle but extremely subtle voice sounded from behind Qing Ling. Wu Yunge raised his head and realized that behind the white-robed priest, there was actually a woman wearing a silver pleated skirt.
The woman's eyes were filled with tears and she stared at him intently. She walked out from behind Qing Ling step by step and walked towards him.
"It's really you."
Gu Jianghe looked at the man in front of him with a look of disbelief. His features were so familiar, and those eyes, dark blue mixed with black, were like the deep and endless sea in the night.
That face overlapped with the face of the young boy in his memory.
She stretched out her right hand that could not restrain the trembling, trying to move forward to touch the man's hand, but the moment she was about to touch him, the man took a step back, causing Gu Jianghe's hand to fly away.
Her face became paler, and the blood on her cheeks faded completely.
Wu Yunge still maintained the posture of saluting just now, and said to Qing Ling: "Master Priest, who is this girl?"
A fleeting smile seemed to flash across the corners of Qing Ling's lips: "Wuyunge, don't you know this girl?"
"Wu Yunge doesn't know this girl. Is there some misunderstanding?"
"Brother, look at me. I'm Xingwan. Do you really not recognize me?"
Gu Jianghe stepped forward again and grabbed Wu Yunge's sleeve with his hands. The originally weak and weak woman seemed to have exploded with all the strength in her life, making Wu Yunge unable to break free for a moment.
Looking at the dazed eyes of the man in front of him, Gu Jianghe was angry and anxious: "Look at my face, don't you think we look so similar? Don't you feel familiar?"
Facing the suddenly crazy woman in front of him, Wu Yunge seemed to be very panicked. He struggled to pull out his sleeves from her hands and took several steps back involuntarily: "Girl, what are you talking about? I'm really scared." I don’t know you.”
Gu Jianghe turned around suddenly and looked into Qing Ling's dark brown eyes. She had always wanted to see something from those eyes, but this time, she only felt that there seemed to be an endless abyss inside, and she just wanted to Pull her inside.
"Why is this happening? What is he talking about? Why doesn't he recognize me?"
Facing Gu Jianghe's repeated questions, Qing Ling sighed slightly: "When he was brought back to Mingyue Sect by the leader, he suffered a lot of injuries. I spent a lot of effort to rescue him. I will wait for him to come back again." When I woke up, I had lost all my memories.”
A drop of clear tears finally couldn't hold back and fell from Gu Jianghe's eyes.
These tears seemed to sting Wu Yunge's heart not far away, making his heart feel stinging. This feeling made him excited. Why? He obviously didn't know the woman in front of him, but why did he feel so uncomfortable when he saw her crying. And those eyes, he thought of the moment when the woman and he looked at each other, he seemed to see his own eyes, their eyes were so similar.
"You should thank me. If it weren't for me, how could he live to this day? But what if he lost his memory? The world-famous Medicine King Valley Medical Immortal, why don't you take care of his injuries yourself? ," Qing Ling smiled to herself. In this bright stone room, it seemed that a cold night wind had blown, "Wu Yunge has been cultivating the sacred red blood mushroom for our sect, but it is a pity that he does not have it. Inherit Ayouduo's complete blood of the saint. After so many years, we have not cultivated a red blood mushroom that satisfies the leader and me. I even considered whether to give up on him."
"So, is this the reason why you want me to become a saint of Mingyue Sect? Because of it?" Gu Jianghe stretched out his finger and pointed at the red blood mushroom in the basin on the stone table. The red blood mushroom in the basin was dim and dull, as if It is a lifeless plaything, growing lifelessly in a stone basin.
"That's right, you have inherited Ayouduo's complete blood of the saint. You will definitely be able to cultivate the most perfect red blood mushroom for the leader."
The golden light on the stone wall of the secret room seemed to be alive, flying around in the entire stone room.
Gu Jianghe looked back at Wu Yunge. The bracelet on his right hand was still as bright as it was ten years ago.
"Give me my brother back, and I promise you to become a saint of the Mingyue Sect."
The white-robed priest flicked his robe, and the gentian flowers on the white robe seemed to bloom in mid-air, which made Gu Jianghe and Wu Yunge's eyes dazzled for a moment. When they reacted, there was only one figure left in Qingling. At the door: "Deal, in exchange, I will return Wuyunge to you. As for whether he is willing to follow you, it depends on you."
"Qing Ling, if you really have feelings for my mother, why are you so cruel to my brother? He is at least my mother's biological flesh and blood, isn't he?" Looking at the figure by the door, Gu Jianghe finally couldn't help shouting.
The back of the white-robed priest outside the door suddenly stopped for a moment, and then a chuckle came, as if he was laughing at the naivety and ignorance of her question: "Have feelings? Ayouduo betrayed the Mingyue Sect for a Central Plains person, betrayal You killed me, but you want me to treat you well? Did the medical fairy trained by Yaowang Valley turn out to be just an idiot with excellent medical skills?"
"You..." Gu Jianghe was a little angry and wanted to step forward, but the person outside the door had disappeared.
The golden light on the stone wall of the secret room seemed to gradually fade, and the figures of the two people in the room became overlapping.
Gu Jianghe turned around and looked at the man who had retreated a few steps away from her again, and asked softly: "Brother, do you really not remember me at all?"
"Should I remember you?" After a long silence, Wu Yunge finally spoke. The woman in front of him was so unfamiliar to him, but why were her eyes so similar to his own.
"The stars shine brightly, and the mulberry trees are never late. It's the name that dad gave us." In the stone house, the woman in silver clothes and pleated skirt smiled at him, like the clearest spring water in the mountains, gurgling down, "Your name is Xiao Xingchen, my name is Xiao Xingwan. Since childhood, you have been like the stars in the sky. Even in the darkest night, you are so bright."
"But I can't think of anything you said," Wu Yunge lowered his hand in some dejection, and the broken hair on his forehead fell on his cheek. Through the broken hair, Wu Yunge's eyes were full of warmth. Gu Jianghe's identical dark blue light, "I just remember that I opened my eyes and saw the priest. He told me that my mission is to stay in Mingyue Sect and cultivate red blood mushrooms for the leader. But these years , no matter how hard I try, the red blood mushroom cannot grow completely, and I don’t even know what the meaning of my existence here is.”
Having said this, Wu Yunge squatted down sadly, held his head with both hands, and his sleeves fell down his arms. It was only then that Gu Jianghe discovered that the silver chain on his right wrist was actually much darker, and it was tightly It's attached there, and compared with the circumference of his hand, it looks like Guo Xiaole. He probably has never taken off this bracelet in these years.
Gu Jianghe walked forward quickly, stretched out his hands to hold Wu Yunge in his arms, and whispered: "Brother, your existence is the greatest meaning of my life to this day. You believe me, I will cure you." , I will let you remember me. You are not Wuyunge from Mingyue Sect, you are my brother, you are my stars in the sky, Xiaoxingchen, I will definitely cure you."
