The previous moment, Gu Fuyou was still trying to unravel the illusion on the road leading to the central palace, and the next moment he disappeared.
Zhong Michu frowned and looked around. Not only was Gu Fuyou missing, but even Gu Huaiyou and the other two were nowhere to be found.
Under normal circumstances, she would immediately notice something strange and become alert, but at this moment, her mind was confused and she couldn't think of anything.
She took a step forward, and all around her was lush greenery, with white clouds in the sky, a forest of elms on the left, and a jade-like green lake on the right.
But it is a place with warm mountains and warm waters.
Zhong Michu scratched his forehead and felt something hard. He walked to the edge of the pond and looked into the water.
The pond reflected a little person, made of pink jade and white snow, wearing a long gown of red satin and gold, with a pair of watery eyes open in a daze.
Zhong Michu stared blankly, and what he saw reflected in the water was a pair of horns on his forehead.
She grabbed one of the horns with her little hands, pulled it, and bent it.
"Ugh." He used too much strength and it hurt a little.
She was at a loss and ran up the mountain, wanting to ask someone to find her master to ask for help.
She walked through the mountains and forests. Although she was small, she walked very fast.
After a while, she returned to the outside of Hechenxuan. When she reached the door, she saw a green figure. Her eyes lit up and she said happily, "Mom!"
Yun Ran was walking out and standing on the gravel road in the courtyard. When she heard the sound, she looked towards the door and was suddenly startled.
Zhong Michu didn't notice and ran over happily.
She lived on Gushen Peak. There were only two sisters on the mountain who took care of her food and clothing. Yun Ran did not live with her. Except for her master who came to teach her every day, there was no one else on the mountain.
Yun Ran would come over sometimes, but too rarely and never stay long. She wanted to see her, but couldn't leave Gushen Peak.
Therefore, every time Yun Ran came over, she was very happy, even though Yun Ran's expression was always cold.
Zhong Michu trotted over and wanted to hold the hand that was hanging by her side.
Yun Ran suddenly seemed to be touched by something he couldn't stand. He reacted violently and pushed her away with his hand: "Get lost!"
Zhong Michu stumbled a step, lost her balance, and fell to the ground. She didn't know why Yun Ran suddenly pushed her away, and looked up at Yun Ran blankly.
Yun Ran stared at her, trembling all over.
Zhong Michu called out softly: "Mother..."
"Don't call me mom!" Yun Ran's eyes gradually changed, from shock at first, to resentment, and then to anger.
Yun Ran had never lost her temper so much before. Zhong Michu didn't know what had made her angry. When she saw Yun Ran's eyes like that, she felt an indescribable fear.
She stood up, and a thin mist gradually rose around her. Yun Ran's figure became hazy and her voice was vague. One could only see that she was arguing with someone. She was holding a slender shadow in her hand. Even though it was in the mist, Zhong Michu could still see the sword that was shining with cold light.
Zhong Michu took two steps back in fear, and when he turned around, he was already in the forest.
She continued to move forward. She didn't know how long she had walked. When she saw the spirit beasts living in front of her, she felt relieved, as if she had come to a place where she could find comfort.
But before they could get close, the spirit beasts shuddered, as if stimulated by something, and ran away one after another.
In the sky there were the sounds of the flapping wings of spiritual birds, on the ground there were the clattering sounds of the hooves of spiritual beasts. It was a scene of chaos and disorder.
Zhong Michu chased after them and asked in confusion: "Why are you running? It's me."
Seeing her chasing them, the spirit beasts became even more frightened.
"Don't run. Master has transferred my two sisters who were taking care of me away. No one is talking to me. Are you guys leaving too? Why..."
"Just because I have a pair of horns?"
No spirit beast listened to her and they all wanted to escape from here in a hurry.
She stood still and looked at their frightened backs. A little resentment overflowed from her heart, and anger filled her chest. She shouted coldly: "Don't leave!"
As soon as he said this, all the spirit beasts collapsed to the ground. A white tiger cub with two wings fell from the sky and landed in front of Zhong Michu.
The white tiger lay on the ground, trembling all over, and even became incontinent.
Zhong Michu's eyes were like gold, and her pupils were sharp. She asked, "Are you afraid of me?"
She looked up at the spirit beasts on the ground and said, "Are you afraid of me?"
She was confused and angry, and said angrily: "What do I have to be afraid of!"
As she vented her anger, the white tiger suddenly foamed at the mouth and its limbs twitched.
She was startled, she never expected it to be like this. She felt scared, stepped back, and shook her head: "No, I'm not, I don't want to hurt you..."
When she saw the spirit beasts crawling on the ground, she felt even more frightened and turned around and ran away.
She wandered aimlessly, not knowing where to go. When she came to her senses, she was standing in the backyard of Hechenxuan.
Winter is coming, the weather is gloomy, the golden leaves of the ginkgo trees have fallen to the ground, leaving only bare tree trunks.
There were sounds of talking in the study. Zhong Michu walked to the door but did not go in.
From the voices, she recognized them as Ji Chaoling and Yun Ran.
Her master and mother were arguing about something.
"Junior sister, what do you mean by arranging Dong Li to be next to her?"
"You need to find someone else to take care of her, someone who can control her and someone you can trust. Dongli is the right person for you."
"You know that's not what I mean, but you insist on me saying it clearly!"
"I asked Dongli to keep an eye on her and kill her if necessary."
"You, you, she is your daughter after all!"
"If she looks like him in the future, I don't want her!"
Zhong Michu went to the living room in a daze, with tears in his eyes and red eye sockets. Tears fell as he walked. He walked around the living room and went to the kitchen.
She stood on tiptoe, sobbing, and took the kitchen knife from the chopping board. The blade of the knife was shining coldly, and she was about to swing it at her forehead.
The kitchen door was suddenly opened, bright light filled the room, and a figure rushed in with his back to the light, holding her hand and shouting, "What are you doing!"
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After Gu Fuyou entered the central palace, he found it to be spacious, with a high stone ceiling and signs of repair, just like a tomb.
When she came out of the cave, she arrived at a stone corridor. The stone corridor surrounded an open flat area, and its layout was very much like the courtyard of a house.
There was an object hanging in the air that looked like a bell, emitting red light and illuminating the surroundings.
She climbed over the stone railing and walked over. The moment she took a look, she felt that the bell looked familiar. She walked around the bell, examined it carefully, and her heart gradually became excited.
She felt that this bell was somewhat similar to the ear-covering bell, but she was still not sure.
If the ritual instruments were ranked, the ear-covering bell would definitely be at the top of the list.
Rumor has it that there was a woman who, when her Taoist partner died, was so grieved that she did not want to become an immortal. She did not go through the thunder tribulation of the Mahayana period, but instead sacrificed a magic weapon she had refined, letting it bear the thunder tribulation.
The power of the magic weapon tempered by the thunder tribulation of the Mahayana period can be imagined.
This magic weapon can make people fall into an illusion without knowing it. The objects and people in the illusion are so real that people can be deeply trapped in it and find it difficult to extricate themselves.
The woman was obsessed with the illusion of the magic weapon, just to see her former lover again.
But illusions are illusions after all, and are nothing more than self-deception.
So when the woman woke up, she named this magical instrument the Ear-Covering Bell.
Gu Fuyou's circling steps suddenly stopped, and he pounced towards the bell, grabbing it with both hands, but caught nothing.
There were ripples in the air, and the bell disappeared from where it was, then reappeared in the air one step away.
"phantom?"
The bell rang a few times, as if mocking Gu Fuyou for not being able to touch it.
Gu Fuyou ran over and reached out again, but still found nothing.
A bell appeared beside Gu Fuyou. Gu Fuyou gritted his teeth, quickly turned sideways like slapping a mosquito, clasped his hands together, and continued to scoop up the fish.
Gu Fuyou gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe I can't catch you."
She began to use the talisman, but still caught nothing. She reached the stone railing on the opposite side and suddenly found a person in the shadow over there.
She walked over and saw that the man was half-kneeling with his head down. It was Zhong Michu.
Gu Fuyou was delighted and shouted, "Senior Sister Zhong?!" and ignored the bell.
Before she got close, Zhong Michu summoned Gengchen with his right hand, and a flash of light appeared, and he took Gengchen in his hand.
"Senior Sister Zhong?"
Zhong Michu raised his sword, but the tip of the sword was heading towards his own head.
Gu Fuyou was so frightened that her entire spine went numb. She grabbed it, holding Zhong Michu's hand with one hand and holding the falling sword with the other.
She didn't have time to think about it, and naturally had no time to consider. The sword was as sharp as Gengchen. If she held her flesh hands on the sword, her palms would be cut off directly.
"What are you doing! Senior Sister Zhong!"
Zhong Michu did not use her spiritual power. Gu Fuyou held Zhong Michu's hand and removed some of the force. Even so, her hand holding the sword was cut and blood was flowing.
Zhong Michu did not relax her strength. As an external cultivator, she was extremely powerful. Gu Fuyou was no match for her.
The sword tip gradually approached Zhong Michu's forehead. The dragon horn on Zhong Michu's forehead that should have disappeared appeared again at some point, and the sword tip was already touching the newly grown dragon horn.
Gu Fuyou was so frightened that he broke out in a sweat and shouted, "Gengchen! Gengchen, think of a solution!"
The Gengchen sword rang, as if it didn't want to hurt its master, but it couldn't go against its master's will.
"Senior Sister Zhong, Senior Sister Zhong."
Zhong Michu reacted a little and the strength in his hands weakened. Gu Fuyou took the opportunity to snatch Geng Chen and threw him away.
Gu Fuyou lifted up Zhong Michu's face and said, "Senior Sister Zhong, look at me."
The moment she lifted Zhong Michu's head, her heart suddenly tightened.
Zhong Michu was holding back tears, her eyes like a pair of amber immersed in the misty water. There was so much hidden in her eyes, helplessness, grievance, fear and despair, that Gu Fuyou felt sad when he saw it.
I guess it wasn't a good dream in her fantasy.
Gu Fuyou hugged her and said, "Wake up, these are all fake."
Zhong Michu was still in a dream, his eyes were full of confusion, he stretched out his hand to pry open the dragon horn, crying: "I, I don't want, this..."
Gu Fuyou remembered that Zhong Michu once said that the dragon horn was ugly, so he cut it off. Now seeing that she was obsessed with cutting off the horn again, he thought that her illusion was related to this.
Gu Fuyou held her hand and shouted, "Senior Sister Zhong, don't believe that, it's all fake. Your dragon horns are beautiful, the most beautiful, I swear! Gu Fuyou swear! Whoever says it's not beautiful, I will help you beat her up!"
She kept on talking. She knew that if the magic weapon was really a bell to cover her ears, it would be impossible for her and Zhong Michu to break through the illusion directly with their current cultivation. To get out of the illusion, they had to be firm in their hearts.
This was the only way she could help her.
I wonder if her nagging worked.
After a while, Zhong Michu's eyes softened and gradually regained clarity. Perhaps because she had just walked out of a fantasy, she looked helpless and tears were in her eyes.
Too soft, too sympathetic.
"Gu Fuyou?" Zhong Michu was trembling with every breath. He grabbed Gu Fuyou's arm, as if to confirm the reality of the scene before him.
Gu Fuyou wiped away the tears from her eyes with his clean hands, just as she had done for her. Gu Fuyou smiled and said, "Senior Sister Zhong, it's okay, it's okay now."
Gu Fuyou thought that perhaps Zhong Michu had not yet recovered from his shock, so he kept staring at her in a daze.
After a long time, Zhong Michu's breathing became steady, and when she stood up, she stumbled a step. Gu Fuyou reached out and supported her.
"Senior Sister Zhong."
Zhong Michu steadied herself, pulled her arm out of her hand, turned slightly sideways, and faced her with her back: "Gu Fuyou, thank you." Her voice was tired.
"Sister Zhong, are you okay..."
Zhong Michu shook his head, slowly walked to the stone railing and held onto it.
Gu Fuyou looked at her figure and felt that she was very frail. Gu Fuyou suddenly wished that he could be like that stone railing, giving her support.
But she seemed to want to be alone, so she tried to lower her presence and give her space.
But something happened to cause trouble.
The ear-covering bell rang next to her, which sounded particularly harsh in the quiet place.
Gu Fuyou felt annoyed and thought, this guy deserves a beating.
She slapped it, but unexpectedly she hit the bell that she had been elusive to.
Her right palm had been cut by Geng Chen before, and was covered in blood. When she hit Lingling, her hand was covered in blood.
The bell clanged and fell to the ground.