After Mu Xue ran forward, Cen Qianshan, who was originally weak, slowly sat up from the grass.
He pursed his lips and looked at the figure far away from him.
The little master ran so fast, anxious and worried about her relatives and friends in this life.
He didn't even look back at himself.
Cen Qianshan looked down at his hands. The skin on his arms that had been exposed to rain was corroded in large areas. There were blood stains and even bones exposed, which looked horrible and pitiful.
In the past, if he was injured like this, Master would patiently bandage and apply medicine on him and coax him softly. She let herself sleep near her workbench all day long, raising her head to look at him from time to time and asking him if he still hurt.
Master, why don’t you ask me
The hill hurts.
Cen Qianshan stretched out his hand to cover his eyebrows.
The master obviously had all the memories, but he refused to recognize him and never responded to his heartfelt confession.
Do you want to abandon the past and everything in the demon world
Along the way, relying on his master not to see through it, he suppressed his shame and expressed all his thoughts that had been hidden in his heart for many years.
Open up your own heart and take out those precious things that are not worthy of being appreciated by outsiders.
Holding back the shame and guilt, in front of everyone, in front of those full eyes, I expressed my full feelings.
So embarrassing, crazy, desperate. But got no response at all.
But what can be done
He has no time. As long as I leave here and see Master again next time, I don't know how many years of torturous waiting it will take.
Nowadays, there are so many people around Master, who are warm, upright, and of good background, and they care for her very much.
If we don't take advantage of this little God-given opportunity to say what needs to be said. The next time we meet, I wonder if there will be a chance for him to talk.
"Does it still hurt?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded in front of me.
Cen Qianshan put down his palm in confusion and saw the little master who had left, but for some reason ran back. Standing in front of him, panting slightly.
"I thought about it, but I still don't trust you. It's too unsafe here. I don't know where the guy who has been hiding in the dark talking is."
Mu Xue carefully took out a talisman from her arms. There was no talisman on the old talisman, only a small black fish printed on it.
Mu Xue folded the talisman paper solemnly and stuffed it into Cen Qianshan's scarred palm. With a little guilt towards Master Su Xingting, he said,
"You should keep it, just in case of danger, you can use it to escape. This is my master's secret treasure, which can also be used in the God's Domain. There are only two left, one for each of us."
Xiaoshan was in a daze, looking at the corner of the talisman in his hand, his lips moved and he said nothing.
Mu Xue almost wanted to reach out and touch his head.
"Does it still hurt?" she asked.
Cen Qianshan lowered his eyelashes, "No, it doesn't hurt anymore."
Xiaoshan seemed to smile a little.
"Then I'm leaving. Just wait for me. I'll be back soon."
Fortunately, Xiaoshan didn't recognize him now, Mu Xue thought in her heart, otherwise he would not be so easy to talk to. He would definitely have to hold on to his clothes and have to follow him life or death.
The floating island is covered with a kind of purple grass.
These purple heart grasses, which have become extinct in the outside world, are growing wildly all over the mountains and plains here.
Little Mu Xue was flying in this purple ocean.
The Wusheng Endless Pond should be right ahead.
The sky-high sword energy lit up there, and the majestic dragon roar resounded. That is Senior Brother Fu Yun's Nine Plum Blossom Swords.
By the time Mu Xue parted the grass stems and arrived, the battle by the pool was over.
The demon who protects this body of water lies prostrate by the water's edge. It was a mermaid with the head of a human and the body of a dragon. At this moment, he held his broken neck up, his head soaked in the water, and stared blankly at the sky. His long dragon tail overwhelmed the patches of purple heart grass.
A figure stood against the setting sun, standing by the sparkling pool. Coughing slightly, he was bending down to get a jar of clear pool water.
"Senior Brother Yun!"
Mu Xue ran to Fu Yun's side, but the smile disappeared from her face.
Fu Yun stood at the water's edge. The water under his feet was dyed red with blood. His condition was worse than Cen Qianshan's, with large pieces of corroded skin peeling off his body.
When he saw Mu Xue, his already absent-minded eyes lit up slightly, and he stuffed the jar filled with lake water into Mu Xue's arms. He held Mu Xue's shoulders with trembling hands and slowly sat down.
The bottom of the Wusheng Endless Pond is a piece of silver-white and delicate spar. The sunset gently sinks on the edge of the pond, dyeing the pond with magnificent colors.
There are deep and shallow duckweeds floating on the surface of the pool, and the faint and fragrant comfrey sways by the pool.
On the shore of such a fairyland-like lake, Mu Xue was helpless.
The water from the Endless Pond and the Purple Heart Grass have been obtained. But she didn't know how to take the seriously injured senior brother and Xiao Shan away from the stone bridge where the rain was pouring, and back to the outside of the temple.
No matter who they were, neither of them could bear to be exposed to that horrible rain again. In addition, Cen Qianshan didn't seem to see the Biluo Nine Turns Black Lotus he was looking for when he entered the temple. The Wusheng Endless Pond is not too big and can be seen clearly at a glance. The legendary treasure does not exist at all.
Mu Xue sat by the lake, looking at her unconscious senior brother, thinking of Cen Qianshan not far away, and sighed to herself,
"It seems that we can only find a way to go back and wake up the senior sister first."
"As long as I don't agree, it will be difficult for you, let alone them, to leave here." A deep male voice sounded.
Mu Xue had heard this voice countless times before and after entering the temple.
Obviously, this unknown existence that had watched them all the way was finally ready to show up here and now.
The silver-white crystals at the bottom of the pool continued to roll outwards, and a large, simple and heavy stone tablet slowly rose up from the clear water bottom.
The top of the monument was engraved with obscure ancient runes, and a man in black was tied up horribly on the surface of the monument.
The man's body below the chest was completely embedded in the stone tablet, and his arms were also imprisoned in the stone tablet. Only the head and upper half of the body are still exposed outside the monument.
He wore long black hair and raised his pale face to look at Mu Xue.
Mu Xue had actually seen that face before, and it was exactly the same as the white-clothed Wuchang he met on the road to death.
It's just that one of them is wearing a white robe and the other is wearing a black robe. The man in black in front of him also had a conspicuous cut on his chest, but the wound was sutured back and forth with thick threads. Under the crudely stitched skin, you can clearly see something beating powerfully there, as if there is a beating heart buried there.
"Don't be nervous. I actually have no ill intentions towards you." The man opened his calm eyes and stood in the middle of the water.
Along the way, the voice gave them a lot of hints, such as telling them that the endless pool of water could lift petrification, and reminding them that the rain of mercy could not be stopped. It seemed that there was indeed no malice, and it also helped them a lot.
But Mu Xue still had doubts about his words and looked warily at this man who seemed to have no freedom.
"Although I am locked in the endless pool forever, I can still see a little bit of the things outside the temple through his eyes." Hei Yi Wuchang seemed to think of someone and showed a nostalgic smile.
Mu Xue discovered that although this man looked exactly like Bai Yi Wuchang, his expression was very natural, without the artificiality of wearing a mask and imitating a human being.
"Did you tell Xiaobai that he has no heart, does not understand the emotions and desires of the world, and is not a living thing at all?" The man said calmly, "Xiaobai has been sad about this for a long time."
Mu Xue thought for a while, "I said that on purpose because I was angry at the time. This statement is indeed narrow-minded."
"angry?"
"My apprentice, who I have worked so hard to raise since childhood, has never been willing to beat or scold me. He tied people up and even bullied them into tears. Naturally, I was angry." Mu Xue looked at the man in the stone tablet. It looks almost the same as a real person, but if it can live in this state under the pool for thousands of years, it cannot be a human being.
"When a person is angry, what he says cannot be taken seriously. In fact, I think that as long as you have memory, can think, and can act with autonomous consciousness, no matter how it looks, it can be regarded as a kind of life. The impermanence is certainly annoying , but he has broken away from the boundaries of a puppet and can be said to be a living entity."
Wu Chang, who was bound in the stone tablet, looked at Mu Xue for a long time and showed a soft smile.
"I've been waiting for a long time, but I haven't waited for a real puppet master. Today I finally waited."
The duckweed on the surface of the pool rippled, and a pair of lotus buds emerged. The buds were bathed in the warm yellow sunlight and bloomed in layers. One is a dark and pure black, and the other is a flawless and pure white. The black and white twins light up a pool of precious light.
"I would like to ask you a favor. If you are willing, I will give you this pair of Biluo Nine-Turn Twin Lotuses as a thank you gift." Impermanence said, "As long as you hold one of these lotuses across the stone beam, The rain of mercy will not hurt you."
Mu Xue opened her eyes wide. The black one should be the Nine-Turn Black Lotus that Xiaoshan was looking for.
Mu Xue felt that she could not refuse the offer: "What do you want my help with?"
"You said before that Xiaobai has no heart and does not understand the emotions and desires of the world. In fact, you are not wrong."
"That child has been living a very lonely life. He envies you humans who can cry and laugh."
"I have a heart here." With his back to the setting sun, the man in the eternal monument said slowly, "It is of no use to me. Please help me take it and put it in his chest."
"Ah." Mu Xue blinked, almost unable to believe that someone would let her do such a thing, "Then what should you do?"
The puppet, whose limbs were tightly bound and had no freedom, showed a bitter smile, "Xiaobai wants a heart to taste all the flavors of life. But for me, not having it is a kind of relief."
…
Mu Xue cut away the thick threads sewn on Wu Chang's chest, revealing the heart that was assembled from countless fine parts. The mechanical heart was just like a human heart, beating up and down in the chest.
Mu Xue, who was standing in the water, took a deep breath and said, "Are you really, sure you want to do this? I'm not 100% sure that it will succeed."
Impermanence nodded, "Don't worry too much, you are the person I selected from thousands of people, you can do it."
Mu Xue: "Aren't you afraid that I lied to you? Maybe I took out your heart and ran away with the lotus?"
Impermanence laughed, "You probably don't understand that we are different from humans. In our world, there is no lie function."
"What we hear and see is not the words expressed by your mouth, but what you are thinking in your heart." He looked at Mu Xue with clear eyes, "It's like saying, that man loves you deeply, no matter what. Only by hiding can you be teased by Xiaobai. And in your heart..."
When Cen Qianshan walked to the edge of the Endless Pond little by little, he saw a desolate and eternal stone monument standing in the center of the pond at dusk.
Mu Xue waded into the water and stood in front of the stone tablet.
Inlaid on the huge monument is a human being with half of his body exposed.
The man's hands were tied high, his skin was pale, and his long hair hung down, as if he had been dead for a long time.
Mu Xue stood in the middle of the water, holding twin lotus flowers, one black and one white, in her hands, looking up at the obscure words on the stone tablet.
When she heard Cen Qianshan calling her, she finally sighed, picked off the white lotus from the twin lotuses, raised her hand and inserted it into the man's open chest.
She turned around and crossed the water, walking towards Cen Qianshan, holding the blue nine-turn black lotus and a strange-shaped iron knot in her hands.
Behind him, the setting sun was like blood, dyeing the water in a pool red.
The stone tablet in the water is like the tombstone of the ancient god's ruins, and the white flower on the tablet is like the sacrificial flower that holds expectations.
"This is for you," Mu Xuebai's small hand held a black lotus and handed it to him.