Dawn is approaching.
The eastern sky began to turn white, the stars disappeared, and the vast sky was dyed with a dreamy rose color.
The darkness in the house seemed to be blown away by the morning breeze.
The young man was wearing a green shirt, holding a writing brush, sitting next to the desk, his handsome face as clear and clean as morning dew.
"Miss Lu," Gu Xu said softly, "Actually, I don't mind. Really."
Lu Shiyao's remnant soul did not respond.
The only sound in the quiet room was her suppressed sobs.
Gu Xu sighed.
He knows that man is a magical creature.
They can be very strong and can endure any unimaginable pain when necessary; but in the end they always fall easily in a very soft place.
For example, the remnant soul of Lu Shiyao, for the obsession of revenge, waited tenaciously for fifteen years in this long night, but when he saw the dawn, he could no longer restrain his thoughts. The urge to cry.
Gu Xu felt that he should try to comfort this painful girl.
According to her mood record on the colorful flower paper, she almost never smiled after her mother died.
So Gu Xu hopes that when she disappears from the world, she can temporarily let go of her past sorrow.
"Miss Lu...Shiyao?"
"...Huh?"
"Has anyone told you before that your name is very Sounds good?"
"No...no."
"Did your father name it for you?"
"No, yes...yes. My mother."
"Now, I want to tell you seriously," Gu Xu turned around with a smile as bright as the morning sun, "'Miss Lu, you have a nice name. '."
"Thank you...Thank you."
"Because...the moment I heard your name for the first time, I thought of a sentence-'Life is more than just that. There is still poetry and distance in front of me."
Lu Shiyao didn't say a word, but her sobbing suddenly stopped.
She was listening to him carefully.
"Qi Ling once said that it is a pity that we are not able to live in the same era," Gu Xu paused for a moment, then continued, "Actually... I feel very sorry for this too.
“Because, if we were born in the same era, I would at least have a competitor who is equally matched in talent and learning, and I would be able to experience the joy of meeting an opponent.
"I won't be like now, standing alone on the top of the mountain, lamenting 'how lonely it is to be invincible'."
Lu Shiyao suddenly laughed.
Her laughter is like her own person, soft, restrained and restrained.
But Gu Xu could feel that her mood seemed to have become much more relaxed.
"Young Master is so confident." She said in a hoarse voice.
"Thank you for the compliment." Gu Xu responded with a smile.
Chu Fengge stood aside, silently listening to the conversation between the two.
"How come Gu Xu is a braggart better than me?" He couldn't help complaining in his heart.
…………
When the first ray of sunshine shone into Suxueyuan, Gu Xu stood up and left this room with Chu Fengge who had shed tears and A house where blood flowed.
The moment he crossed the threshold, he looked back for one last look, and then walked forward unswervingly.
He was also in a hurry to go to the Exorcism Department of Qingzhou Prefecture to collect his merits, which he could use to exchange for pills and improve his cultivation.
Sadness and melancholy are undoubtedly extremely luxurious emotions for him.
As soon as his life in this world began, it was already dusk.
He must seize every minute and every second and run forward with all his strength in order to grab the slim glimmer of hope before death catches up with him.
In this process, he was not always strong.
During the countless late nights of practicing alone, he had hesitated and complained.
But in the end, he chose to walk along the rugged road with a smile.
Because he doesn’t want to regret it, nor does he want to disappoint those who care about him.
I don’t want to let down Chen Jisheng’s snow ginseng, and I don’t want to let down Shi Xiaohan’s elixir.
…………
Walking through the verandah, through the courtyard, passing through the hall and the hanging flower door, and bypassing the colorful screen wall of the south gate, Gu Xu and Chu Fengge finally walked out of Luzhai door.
Wei Jiusi, a Qianhu householder in Qingzhou Prefecture, had already prepared a carriage and was waiting for them outside the gate.
The practitioners of the Exorcism Department who were once trapped in the haunted house also left this terrifying ice prison one after another at this time, with the prospect of surviving the disaster clearly written on their faces. Rejoice.
"Master Gu successfully solved the evil-doing ghosts in the haunted house. He is really a great contributor to our Qingzhou Mansion." As soon as he saw Gu Xu, Wei Jiusi immediately welcomed him into the carriage and said enthusiastically, "Sure enough, Just like the rumors, he is young and promising, wise and courageous.
"The Chief Secretary already knows about this. After you return to the Yamen, he wants to have an air conversation with you using the communication circle. ”
Wei Jiusi is a fifth-grade Qianhu, and Gu Xu is an eighth-grade experienced.
Logically speaking, Wei Jiusi can call Gu Xu by his first name.
However, maybe he felt that Gu Xu had an extraordinary background, maybe he was shocked by Gu Xu's amazing efficiency in solving the Lu family's haunted house overnight, or maybe he thought that Gu Xu was about to be rewarded and reused by the chief executive, but he inadvertently used
"Thank you, Mr. Wei. "The corners of Gu Xu's mouth raised slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.
History is indeed a little girl who can be dressed up by others.
Inadvertently, that lonely and melancholy girl, Became "a man of many evil deeds""Ghost"; and Tang Hui, who tortured and killed innocent people, became a gentleman who killed relatives for justice.
When boarding the carriage, Gu Xu took one last look at the abandoned Lu family's old house.
The walls were in ruins and deserted.
The ice and snow had long since melted.
It seemed that the traces of blood had faded away. The bird fell into the forest, and the vast white ground was so clean.
At this time, Gu Xu suddenly found a pale pink flower note in his pocket.
He took it out and found a line of words written on it in beautiful small regular script with hairpin flowers:
"May everything be well for you, Master, and may you live forever." ”
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At the same time, in Suxue Zhai.
The "Jinghong Pen" weapon spirit stood in front of the window, looking at the east
Beside her, a slender girl appeared at some point.
Her body was translucent, floating three inches above the ground.
She was wearing a blood-stained plain white dress. Half of her face was extremely beautiful, but the other half was bloody, dented and deformed, with horrific wounds.
On her wrist, She also wears a pair of heavy shackles.
The scars, shackles, and hoarse voice are all the marks left by hatred on her soul.
Over the years, Zheng. It was these hatreds that made her become a feared demon in Qingzhou Luzhai.
But now, she is looking at the rising sun with a silly smile on her face, like an innocent person. Children.
There were more than twenty pieces of torn colored paper written on them
For example, "Lucky stars all the way, call the tripod together with bells, rich literature, wealth and long life", such as "The joy of life lies in knowing each other", such as "Sincere friends are sincere, we can't say goodbye", such as "Young Master smiles "It's like a sunny day"...
But she felt dissatisfied and tore them all into pieces.
In the end, what she put in Gu Xu's pocket was just a simple sentence Simple - "May everything go well for you, sir, and may you live forever. ”
“Ah Hong, do you know what makes me happiest right now? "She said to Qiling Suicide.
"Miss, what is it? ”
“I didn’t let him see me in such an ugly state,” she said with a smile. “In this way, the me he remembers will be the flawless me on the mural.” . "
Qi Ling sighed softly.
She knew that her young lady had been growing up in an environment of indifference and lack of love. Any kindness from the outside world would be rejected by her. Keep it firmly in my heart.
For example, Shu Yan was just fulfilling her duties as a maid, but Lu Shiyao regarded her as a true friend. He kept her close to him, fearing that she would leave
The one who just left today.As an "immortal son", perhaps the same is true.
Other people think that she is the famous "the most beautiful woman in Jiaodong", the most dazzling talented woman of the Lu family, and the proud daughter of heaven who masters famous weapons.
But in fact, she was just a girl shivering in the cold winter, huddled in the corner, longing for the sunshine of early spring.
"Ah Hong, you have to know that he is a very dazzling person," Lu Shiyao was heard to say softly, "like the sun in the morning, it can dispel all the gloom.
"Standing next to him, a person like me who is twisted by hatred will really feel ashamed..."
"Miss..." Qi Ling sighed softly and quietly grabbed her sleeves .
The sun gradually rose, and the warm light fell on them.
At this moment, the shackles on Lu Shiyao's wrists disappeared, the blood stains on her skirt disappeared, and the blood on her face disappeared. The scars also disappeared.
She returned to her once beautiful appearance.
“A Hong, no matter what, tomorrow is a new day, right? ”
As she spoke, she and the spirit of the weapon turned into dreamlike golden foam, and then gradually dissipated.
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Yi The top of the mountain.
This is a nearly isolated place with ice and snow that has not melted for thousands of years.
This is the territory of the Snow Girl and the restricted area of the human race. >
At this moment, a girl stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the earth.
She was slender, wearing a plain white dress, standing barefoot on the white snow, her long black hair flowing in the wind. Fluttering.
On her body, there are only two colors - the deepest and most distant black, and the purest and brightest white.
She looks particularly special in this snow. Pure and clear, her skin glowed with a soft luster.
It was as perfect as a doll carved from ice.
There was no expression on her face, and she looked particularly indifferent. .
She was silent for a long time and finally spoke slowly.
“It’s so annoying. ”
Her voice is ethereal, melodious, and ethereal, without any emotion.
Just like the ice of this cold mountain.