Cheng Muyou didn't speak, nor did he nod, but the fleeting light in his eyes clearly revealed his inner thoughts.
The old woman smiled faintly, "She didn't believe it either, so she searched everywhere, didn't care about anything, and even put her own scales into his belly in order to keep his body from rotting."
But," she shook her head and sneered twice, "she finally gave up, his soul was nowhere to be found, and she was exhausted and bruised in the heavens, the earth, the mountains, and the wilderness, but she still didn't find him." ” Cheng Muyou unconsciously clenched a palm, his nails pierced his palms, he pursed his lips, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Where did he go?"
” The old woman slowly smoothed out a wrinkle on her robe, then looked up at Cheng Muyou, and said word by word, "All sentient beings come from no beginning, life and death are continuous, so there is a rotation.
A person like him, who does not believe in gods and Buddhas, and is not afraid of ghosts and evils, naturally entered reincarnation early and was reincarnated. ” "Like mortals?
Is it so safe to step into reincarnation?
” The old woman snorted coldly from her nose, "You all worship and admire him as a hero and the Son of Heaven, but in his own heart, he is just an ordinary child who walked out of the horse camp. ” Cheng Muyou thought for a while, and raised his head again, "But the revenge has not been avenged, so he is willing to leave like this?"
” "Hatred."
Saying this word, the old woman shook her head and laughed a few times, "If there is no hate, how can there be hatred?"
Although forgiveness often means compromise and weakness, this is not the case with him.
Of course, I don't understand why he chose to forgive his murderer, who was still the brother of his mother's sibling. ” Cheng Muyou's heart shook suddenly, and he didn't speak for a long time.
Seeing this, the old woman smiled faintly, "You can't figure it out, do you?"
She didn't understand it either, so this knot took root in her heart, and the branches and vines occupied every inch of her bones and blood.
She, from that day on, lived for revenge and left everything else behind. ” Cheng Muyou gritted his teeth and endured it for a long time before he asked from between his lips, "What kind of feelings does she have for him?"
Why are you so persistent?
” The sun fell overhead, filling all the nothingness between heaven and earth, the old woman looked up at the sky, and said softly, "On the bank of the endless river, among the red lotus bushes, he once saved her from dangerous waters, and since then, she has followed him around, and used the skills she has learned all her life to help him become dominant in troubled times and dominate the rivers and mountains."
How can fate be impermanent, a heavy snow has fallen, and people are already at both ends of yin and yang, so even if the court is silent about his death, so even if she is facing any undercurrent, she still has to seek justice for his death.
Speaking of this, she smiled weakly, "My lord, you should know this emotion better than anyone else." ” Cheng Muyou came back to his senses from the shock, "Me?
” "Jiang Xixi is like to you, she is like to the first emperor, this kind of feeling, also father and brother, friend and friend, but she is not a human being, no one's love, so her feelings for the first emperor are more pure."
Cheng Muyou was shocked to hear this, and suddenly stood up from the bench, he looked at the drooping old figure in front of him, and for some reason, he always felt that there seemed to be another face hidden under her old face.
"Who are you?"
He took two steps back, his face pale, and stretched out his hand to point at the woman in front of him, "How do you know so much information?"
” As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden commotion behind him, one after another, like waves, spreading to Cheng Muyou's ears.
He was startled, and hurriedly looked back, only to see a man covered in blood staggering a few steps forward, and fell down, unable to move.
The panic was like a thunderbolt, exploding in the crowd, Cheng Muyou got up and wanted to run forward, but suddenly remembered the old woman again, so he hurriedly turned around.
But he was stunned: there was no one behind him, the banner was still there, the two worn-out wooden benches with cracks were still there, and the old woman dressed in black was gone, as if she had been sucked into the air out of thin air.
"Hey, why are you awake again?
Where are you injured, should I take you to the hospital?
” "I'm fine, why is this blood so stinky, it smells."
"Sheep blood, why were you splashed with sheep blood, scared to death, and thought you were going to die."
"Wait, someone knocked me on the head just now, what about people?
Where did the man go?
” Cheng Muyou listened to the discussion behind him, was stunned for a moment, shook his head and sneered at the flag with the word "hexagram" written on it, reached out and pulled it off, and threw it heavily to the ground.
A gust of cold wind swept by, blowing out the paper ash in a brick kiln like a small tower made of a few square bricks, fascinating Chuncheng's eyes, he rubbed the corners of his eyes vigorously, and said to the figure who was still putting the jacket inside, "Master, it's almost, so many blankets have been burned, the young master should have received them below, I can't be hungry or frozen, now it's cold, and you've not been in good health lately, let's go back quickly." ” Wang Shiyun nodded slightly, threw the last stack of bags in his hand into the kiln, slowly stood up with Chuncheng's support, put a fist to his lips with one hand, coughed a few times, and then said, "Weiting's case has just been solved this year, I should be happy, but I don't know why, but I haven't let go of this stone in my heart at all."
Chuncheng, his murderer is dead, but she is dead, and Wei Ting can't come back, what's the use, the sins he created are finally avenged on himself and my poor grandson. ” Chuncheng helped him to walk towards home, and persuaded as he walked, "Master, people can't be resurrected after death, we have tried all the methods that should be tried, and now we can only accept the reality."
This person, sometimes you can't live too clearly, just like you, you have broken your heart in state affairs, and when you come home, you can be confused, even if you can be like other officials, it is good to go out to drink and socialize.
Look at you, as soon as you come back, you lock yourself in the house, turn out the young master's clothes when he was a child, fold them one by one, how many times have you folded them, and if you fold them again, the clothes will be folded for you. ” Wang Shiyun shook his head, "Chuncheng, the four generations of the Wang family, I am such a son, just such a grandson, but it was all gone overnight, how can you let me go."
I also wanted to be confused, but as soon as I closed my eyes, my mind was full of Wei Ting's appearance when he was a child, when he was chubby, white and tender, and very cute.
By the way, he still loves to be coquettish, and every time he has to hold me and gnaw on me, his saliva licks my face all over my face."
At this point, he suddenly paused, and the person stood still, looking at a dark shadow at the front of the alley with a worried expression.
"Spring City, is there a Wei Pavilion in front?"