Unlike the noisy scene in my memory, the villa is very quiet at this moment.Yue Qing'an stood at the door and took a look, only to find that the door was unlocked.Yue Qing'an hesitated for a moment and pushed the door open, the gorgeous front hall was covered with dust, as if no one had lived in it for a long time.When ordinary people see this situation, they will basically turn their heads and leave.But Yue Qingxin had a strong feeling pulling him into the courtyard.The driver on the side was clearing the way for him in front of him, and at the same time told him about the owner of the villa.The Mo family fell ill after the disappearance of Young Master Mo, and Master Mo took his wife abroad in order to see his wife, and now he doesn't know what happened.The driver shook his head with some regret.Yue Qing'an didn't listen to the driver's words, he just wanted to go to the flower garden on the other side in the backyard to see, as if there was something waiting for him there.Walking through the hall into the front yard, the flowers and plants in the courtyard had grown wildly because no one had taken care of them for a long time, and they had already reached his knees.The driver was afraid that there were snakes in the grass, so he broke a stick from a dead branch on the side and explored the way in front, and when the two finally arrived at the backyard, Yue Qingan finally saw the blood-red garden.It was different from other places, this garden seemed to have been tended by someone, there was not a single weed, and the blood-red flowers bloomed extremely brightly, just like the sea of flowers he had seen in his dreams.It's just that no matter how well the flowers bloom, the people who like it are gone.Yue Qing's peace of mind was lost, and he didn't know what to do when he stood in front of the garden for a while.The mirror is gone, and Mo Yanshan is gone, so who else can he go to?
Yue Qingan suddenly felt distressed, sweating in pain, so painful that he had to squat down and hold his atrium.The driver was frightened on the side, for fear that something would happen to the young master and him, so he squatted down to help him.The driver seemed to be saying something in his ear, but Yue Qingan couldn't hear a word, and he seemed to have suddenly lost his senses around him.In my trance, he seemed to hear someone's voice.The sound seemed to pull back his senses, and he snapped back to his senses and looked up at the source of the sound.Chapter 112 is still a blood-red flower under the memory, but where it is, I don't know when I changed places.Ben's small garden of a few square meters has somehow turned into an endless sea of red flowers, and he seems to be back in this dream called memory.Yue Qing'an turned around and found that the driver behind him had long since disappeared, and all the paths he had walked on before were gone, and they all turned into a sea of blood-red flowers.It seems that he has really returned to this place.I am here.The previous voice reappeared, and Yue Qing'an listened carefully to discern that the sound was coming from behind him.His heart beat suddenly, and he slowly turned around.Ten paces away, there was a girl in a long black straight dress with her back to him.This tall back is very much like Mo Yanshan.Yue Qing'an was a little unsure, strode slowly close to him, and asked carefully: Are you Mo Yanshan?
The girl turned around slowly, holding a handful of Manzhu Luohua in her hand, and smiled at him: I finally waited for you!
Although it is not the same as the ancient Mo Yanshan, looking at this sound and appearance, Yue Qingan knows that this is Mo Yanshan.He was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward: I have something to ask you At the same time, Mo Yanshan also ran in front of Yue Qing'an in a few steps, forcibly took his hand, and stuffed the bouquet in his hand into his hand, which is for you.The two of them spoke in unison, Yue Qing'an's words were interrupted by Shengsheng, he looked at the flower in his hand with some confusion, and muttered: Give it to me?
Yue Qing'an is not an elegant person, except for knowing that giving roses to represent love when picking up girls, he has never understood other flowers, and he is also a little confused at the moment holding flowers.But Mo Yanshan didn't seem to notice his embarrassment, but was a little more shy and quietly blushed.She nodded lightly and looked away slightly: This is the only bouquet of Manzhu Luohua that I have cultivated in the past hundred years, and I will give it to you.Oh, thank you then!
Yue Qing'an lowered his eyes and looked at the blood-red Manzhu Sawa under his feet, and then at the pure white Manzhu Luohua in his hand, and finally smiled politely.I'm going to thank you.Mo Yanshan obviously said this to him with a smile, but for a moment, Yue Qing'an seemed to see tears in her eyes.He was stunned, and was about to ask her what was wrong, but when he looked again, her eyes were full of smiles, and he was no longer half melancholy.It was as if the tears he had just seen were just his delusion.Maybe, it's really a mistake Yue Qingan shook his head, put aside those irrelevant things for the time being, and said again: I know what you want to ask me, I will tell you everything I know.As soon as he opened his mouth, Mo Yanshan interrupted his words again, and looked a little playful at him, but before that, let me tell you a story!
At this time, she really looks like the ancient Mo Yanshan.Yue Qing'an lost his mind for a moment, and the strange scenes of that night flashed through his mind one by one.He raised his head and frowned slightly, although he was anxious and confused at the moment, he still restrained his emotions and nodded: Okay, you speak.Mo Yanshan smiled, stretched out his hand and raised it into the air: A long, long time ago, when the spiritual power in the sky was depleting day by day, and the evil qi on the earth was becoming more and more vigorous, there was an amazing genius in the world, but in the year of the weak crown, he had already gathered immortal fate and ascended.This young man used the evil qi as a guide, drawing out the aura of all things in heaven and earth for his own use, relying on this method to pacify the rebellion of the demon god in just a hundred years, and became the only invincible god in the heavenly capital, people called him Ling Ze Xianjun.Yue Qing'an has always had little interest in this kind of mythological story, but Mo Yanshan in front of her seemed to have a transcendent power, and the content she told became phantoms, showing them one by one.It was like watching a movie, but it gave him some patience to listen to it.The phantom was a little vague, and Yue Qing'an couldn't see the appearance of the person in the story very clearly, only vaguely saw that the god was wearing a fox mask.Yue Qing'an felt a little incredible, it was obviously a story that had nothing to do with him, but he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity, which made him have to think about where this inexplicable familiarity came from, so that he didn't listen much to what Mo Yanshan said later.Mo Yanshan seemed to notice his distraction, chuckled, and said: Such a god once suffered a defeat, do you know how he lost?
Yue Qing'an was pulled back to her senses by her laughter, and she was a little weak-hearted: Ah, how did he lose?
Mo Yanshan shook his head with a smile, stretched out his hand again and raised it in the air, and continued: The Divine Monarch fell in love with a mortal, and this mortal conceived an heir for the Divine Monarch, and on the day the child was born, the Demon Monarch led the demons of the Three Realms to attack the Heavenly Capital.Just when the heavenly capital was broken and the lover's life was on the line, the divine monarch chose to go back to save his lover and abandoned the Three Realms Heavenly Soldiers, thus causing the Heavenly Realm to be defeated.Speaking of this, she paused, looked at Yue Qing'an with a smile, and asked: For one person, the entire immortal was invaded, and the immortal clan was almost destroyed, Yue Qing'an, do you think he is stupid?
Yue Qing'an looked at the phantom in front of her in a daze, and her heart jumped wildly involuntarily.He didn't answer Mo Yanshan's question, but asked her with trembling lips: What happened later?
Later, Ah Mo Yanshan chuckled and winked at him, and then the heavens were destroyed, and the gods and their lovers became sinners in the fairy world, but the gods were the only ones who could compete with the demons, and this sin naturally fell on mortals.She suddenly approached Yue Qing'an and whispered in his ear: Mortals have been sent to the eighteenth layer of hell, and they will suffer from eternal life.When the story is told this, the phantom in front of him becomes clearer and clearer, and the two people who are entangled in the phantom, the scene is exactly the same as what he saw in his dream?
Yue Qing'an looked at Mo Yanshan in astonishment, and only squeezed out a sentence for a long time, and then what about later?
Later, Mo Yanshan suddenly squatted down, folded a Manzhu Sawa from the sea of flowers, tapped his forehead, and continued: You should know better than me about the next things.The moment the flower touched the corner of Yue Qing'an's forehead, Yue Qing'an only felt that his brain was immediately chaotic, and in an instant, all the memories that belonged to him and did not belong to him poured into his brain.From today on, your name will be Shu Ran!
This is the name that this king has given you.Yue Qing'an, you are not wrong, you are not responsible for this matter.Why doesn't the child cry?
I'm sorry, countless voices echoed in his ears like ghosts, and even though Yue Qing'an covered his ears with all his might, he still couldn't resist the invasion of those voices.In the end, he heard Mo Yanshan say, Daddy, there have never been two worlds, neither of these worlds is true, these are the worlds that your father created for you.The voice was getting farther and farther away from him, but the cry in his ears became clearer and clearer, Yue Qing'an finally couldn't stand it anymore, shouted to the sky, and sat up from the bed suddenly.Ah, beside me, the little guy didn't know how long he had been crying, and he would be frightened by his voice again, and his crying became more and more ferocious.Yue Qing'an's mind had not yet recovered from the dream, and she was stunned for a while without noticing the child's discomfort.Qing'an, what are you doing in there?
The child has been crying for a long time, is he hungry?
You open the door and let me go in and have a look.Outside the door, a strong knock on the door made Yue Qingan suddenly wake up, and hurriedly reached out and picked up the little guy who was crying and reddened.Kissed her on the cheek, coaxed softly, touched his ass by the way, saw if he was peeing, and got out of bed to open the door.Yue Xiuchi didn't look very good standing outside the door, and when he saw that the child was still crying heavily, he hurriedly raised his chin to the housekeeper on the side.The housekeeper signaled, nodded at him, and handed the bottle in his hand to Yue Qing'an.Thank you.Yue Qingan tested the temperature with his hand, and after thinking it was suitable, he stuffed it into the child's mouth, and the child immediately stopped crying, and drank happily holding the bottle.Yue Qing'an's heart gradually let go, and he smiled a little apologetically at Yue Xiuchi: I slept too well for a while and didn't pay attention.Yue Xiuchi frowned dissatisfiedly, shook his head and said: If you don't want to bring it, I don't, my daughter, I'll bring it myself.Yue Qingan didn't wait for him to finish speaking, so he forcibly interrupted him, looked at the little family who was holding the milk bottle and fell asleep with tears in his eyes, hugged him tightly, and said: Sleep again, I'll take her back to the house, grandpa should rest early!
After speaking, he didn't wait for Yue Xiuchi to answer, so he fled back to the room and locked the door again.Yue Qing'an looked at the child who was crying like a little cat in her arms, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with pity, hugged her for a while and was willing to put it down, and went to get a basin of warm water to wipe the child's body.Lying next to the child at night, Yue Qingan couldn't fall asleep, he lay on his side and looked at his daughter's sleeping face, just looking at it like this, he felt a burst of tension in his heart.Although Mo Yanshan in the dream didn't say much about what he wanted to know, in that dream, he already knew all the memories of himself and Mo Jinzhi.The other side of the flower, the lord of ten thousand flowers, the flower blooms in two lives, white is the holy spirit, red is the evil soul, Mo Yanshan is the embodiment of purity and filth, she has two souls, but the two souls are two extremes, it is extremely difficult to blend.The only way to merge the two souls is to be reincarnated.The so-called immortals are to use the smallest sacrifice to create the greatest blessing for the common people.The person who can suppress the evil most in this world is the invincible god Mo Jinzhi, and as the lover of the god, he naturally became the mother of Mo Yanshan's reincarnation.If it succeeds, Xiandu will give birth to a second god of war, and if it fails, it can also allow Mo Jinzhi to use his own strength to suppress the child forever when his evil spirit is the weakest.Yue Qingan reached out and touched the little guy's face, and hooked her lips slightly.He clearly remembered the scene when the white-haired immortal came to him, and the Taoist chief took a medicine to him, saying that it was an elixir, food, which can cure you of dumb diseases, I wish you a long life, and you can still give birth to a child of He Jinzhi in the future.It is also a poison, and after eating, it will hurt the body and soul.To eat or not to eat, it's all up to you.That night, he hid the medicine under his pillow, hugged Mo Jinzhi and asked him: Do you like children?
Mo Jinzhi traced his eyebrows with his fingertips, just hummed lightly, and kissed his lips.At that moment, he felt that as long as he could be with Mo Jinzhi forever, and he could always have a child belonging to the two of them, even if he would eat his heart every day in the future, it would be worth it.So he swallowed the medicine the next day and successfully conceived the other party's child.It's a pity that the child's life is not very good, and he was thrown to the ground as soon as he opened his eyes, and Mo Jinzhi was also sentenced to prison for absconding before the battle.Then came the scenes he had dreamed of for the first time, that he had been sent to the eighteen layers of hell, that no one in the world knew he was there, and that he had coagulated himself with his own blood to save himself.It's a pity that Yue Shuran's luck was not good, not only did she not go out to report the news, but she was also caught by the Lord of the Underworld and became the Queen of the Underworld.In the bitter sea of hell, he didn't know the time, he didn't know the day and night, some only tortured day after day, and he didn't know how long the world had passed, he finally saw the person who thought about him day and night, the man hugged him tightly, lowered his head and whispered in his ear: Don't be afraid, I will take you to the world.The memories came to an abrupt end, Yue Qing'an could feel the sadness and despair of herself in her memory, and she could also feel the hearts of herself and the other party, but in this large period of memory, there was not the slightest clue about the mirror and the time-traveling.For this reason, Yue Qingan had to sigh lightly and hugged the child next to her.As a father, I failed to protect you in the previous life, but in this life, I will protect you for the rest of your life.Chapter 113 I Chang'an, one night in the next few days, Yue Qing'an would take the time to go to the villa of Mo Chenxuan's family every day, but every time he was disappointed.He still remembered that on the first day he returned to this world, he couldn't wait to come to this villa, when the driver followed him and told him what happened to Mo Chenxuan's family after Mo Chenxuan disappeared.Unexpectedly, after coming for a few days in a row, when he asked the driver again about Mo Chenxuan's family, the driver told him that the Mo family had never had one son named Mo Li, and there was no such person as Mo Chenxuan.Yue Qingan followed the driver and got into the car, although his face remained calm, his heart was already like knocking over the five-flavor bottle, and he didn't know what it was like.When I arrived at my villa, it was time for lunch at noon, and when Yue Qingan just entered the door, he saw a table of good dishes in the hall, Yue Xiuchi was holding the child in one hand, holding a spoon in the other, and a bowl of milk in front of him, and was feeding the child with a spoon.Yue Qing'an glanced at the food on the table casually, and found that it hadn't moved, so she couldn't help but smile, went to the kitchen to wash her hands, and sat down on the seat next to the moon repair pool, and reached out to take the child.Why don't you put it in a bottle and let her drink it herself?
He reached out to wipe the milk from the little guy's lips, took the spoon in the hand of Yue Xiuchi and continued to feed.Yue Xiuchi wiped his hands with a paper towel at hand, and said lightly: I heard that feeding by yourself can enhance the relationship between adults and children.This was once said by Sixi, thinking of Sixi, Yue Qing's peace of mind was suffocated, and the movements in his hands were also paused.The little guy didn't drink the next mouthful of milk for a long time, and stretched out his hand dissatisfied, seeing that it was about to reach into the bowl in front of him, Yue Qing'an continued the action in his hand, raised his face with a slight reproach, and said softly: Don't scratch randomly, otherwise you will hit PP.