Two flowers bloom, one on each side. After Zhong Michu left Xiaoyao City, he went straight back to Xuanmiao Gate.
It had been a month since she was summoned by Gu Fuyou. Autumn has entered Jingdu Mountain, and the cold wind is blowing. Most of the disciples who went out to visit relatives have not returned, and there is a lot of loneliness in the door.
This was something Zhong Michu had never felt before. Hechenxuan is the bottom line of being deserted. No matter where you go, there will always be more liveliness than there. When I came to the main peak before, no matter how many people there were or how little, I always felt noisy with people talking. After a trip to Xiaoyao City and then to the main peak, I suddenly noticed that it was quieter than usual.
She suddenly remembered what Gu Fu said - you don't like to be alone, you are used to being alone.
Wouldn't it be nice if I stayed with you
Her charming smile, her lips stained with wine had a soft luster under the moonlight, and she murmured softly.
The corners of Zhong Michu's mouth raised slightly. The breeze was blowing. There were two ginkgo trees planted in front of the hall. The gold leaves were scattered on the bluestone. There were disciples sweeping in the corner, holding brooms. When they saw Zhong Michu smiling slightly at the air, he was stunned.
Zhong Michu noticed her disciple's gaze and suddenly came back to her senses. She found that the muscles on her face were twitching and she was smiling inexplicably. She touched the corners of her mouth and her eyes softened.
He raised his head and looked at Tongchen Palace in front of him. Tongchen Palace is the residence of Yunran Xuanzun. Because Yunran Xuanzun was a pure cultivator, there were very few disciples serving in her palace, and the only disciple she accepted was Dongli. Tongchen Palace is located at the back. It has been built for a long time, with simple architecture and few repairs. It is darker than other pavilions and palaces on the main peak.
Zhong Michu has only been here once, after leaving the Ceres Peak for the first time. But standing in the yard, there will be a vague shadow in the memory, as if I have been to this place in a dream, and there is a sense of familiarity. She thought this was not an illusion. Maybe she had lived here for a while when she was young and couldn't remember.
Zhong Michu walked to the front of the hall and happened to meet the female disciple who was serving Yun Ran. Zhong Michu asked: "Where is Xuanzun? This disciple has something to discuss."
Almost all disciples of Xuanmiao Sect are aware of the relationship between Zhong Michu and Yunran Xuanzun. The female disciple said: "Xuanzun is taking a bath. Senior sister, please come with me."
The female disciple took Zhong Michu outside the bath and went in to report. Zhong Michu was waiting outside. The spiritual power of those who cultivate immortality is running, and their bodies are easily free from dirt. They do not need to bathe every day like ordinary people. However, Yunran has a habit of bathing every day like ordinary people.
After a while, the female disciple came out and replied: "Xuan Zun said that if it is a sect matter, please discuss it with the master. If it is other trivial matters and there is nothing to talk about, senior sister please go back."
Zhong Michu said: "This matter is very important and cannot be left undiscussed. If we don't say this, the disciple cannot leave today."
The female disciple said: "This..." She went back into the room to report back, and came out half a day later and said: "Senior Sister, Xuanzun asked you to go to the side hall to wait." After saying that, she turned around to lead the way, and took Zhong Michu to the side hall. .
Zhong Michu sat down and burned a stick of incense when he heard footsteps. She stood up. Yunran has walked out of the door. Her hair is disheveled, her dress is soft and thin, and she flows like mist as she walks. She sat on the main seat and asked, "Stop talking." Her tone was cold, without any ups and downs, without any greetings, and not even a single glance fell on Zhong Michu.
Zhong Michu's eyes followed her for a long time, and then he called out: "Xuanzun." Then he said: "I thought you wouldn't see me."
Yunran felt a damp cold air on his body and said calmly: "If you say these words, you should leave as soon as possible."
Zhong Michu curled her fingers slightly and said: "I... read a book called "Natural History". Master never refused to tell me clearly, and you rarely interacted with me, but I know that my father It is a divine dragon among the dragon clan."
Yunran suddenly turned his head and stared at her. Her face was still expressionless, but there was a coldness in her eyes: "Since you already know, why bother asking me."
Zhong Michu caught her gaze and said, "I want to know more. I want you to tell me everything."
"What you think has nothing to do with me." Yun Ran's voice returned to its previous tone, without any emotion hidden in it. Zhong Michu didn't like her like this. This person seemed to have his heart hollowed out. Although he was a living person, he was still like a dead thing. She couldn't feel a trace of warmth in front of her. They say blood is thicker than water, and her dearest relative in this world is like a stubborn stone or a piece of grass on the roadside. Hundreds of years of silence in Hechenxuan could not make her feel lonely. It was her indifference that made her feel truly lonely.
Yunran stood up and walked out, which meant chasing away the guests.
"Mom!" Zhong Michu quickly walked up to her, blocked her way, and said, "It's not irrelevant, it's not irrelevant, you are my mother."
Yunran's numb expression showed a hint of rupture. Zhong Michu didn't know whether the rupture was hiding anger and resentment, or the little bit of love she prayed for. Zhong Michu bent her legs and knelt in front of Yun Ran, saying, "I left the Valley God Peak a few days ago and showed a dragon body at the Wandering City Gate. Mom, it was a white dragon." Although she She is a human-dragon hybrid, but because the dragon bloodline is too domineering, it deeply suppresses the other half, so she can also take the form of a dragon.
"Mom, just tell me."
Yunran lowered his eyes and looked down at her for a long time, then suddenly gave an extremely sarcastic smile. It was so strange for such an expression to appear on her face. Yunran said: "You want to know why I don't want you?"
Yun Ran bent down, her long hair hanging down by her ears. Yunran reached out and touched her cheek. Zhong Michu had expected such intimacy from her, but at this moment, the resentment and ridicule in Yunran's eyes made her feel that her hand was extremely cold. Yunran said: "Because I hate you."
Zhong Michu looked at her blankly. Yunran rubbed the corner of Zhong Michu's eyes with his thumb and said quietly: "You look so much like him, especially these eyes. When you look at me, it's like he is looking at me. I want to kill you." Zhong Mi Chu's amber eyes were covered with mist, as if he was at a loss as if he were lost.
Yunran said: "You want to know who your father is? Where is he? Why don't you let others know your identity? Since you want to know so much that you even transform into a dragon to seek the answer, well, you are old enough. I'll tell you sooner or later."
"His name is Emperor Wujiang, from the Four Seas Dragon Clan."
"he died."
"I killed him."
Zhong Michu felt a thin stinging pain coming from her heart and lungs. She bent her straight back slightly, put her hands on her legs, and gasped: "You hate me. Since you hate me, why do you still do it?" Give birth to me." Yunran's words stung her for a moment. It was such a real pain that she still didn't feel the message conveyed in the next few sentences.
Yunran snorted, twice in a row, then raised her head and laughed. When she lowered her head to look at Zhong Michu, her eyes showed deeper resentment, and the corners of her eyes were dyed red: "I have to ask your despicable good father about this." ”
She got close and held Zhong Michu's arms, whispering in her ear. How did she get to know him when she was traveling abroad, how did she treat him as a friend, how did she trust him, how did he let her down, plot against her, how did he seize her, seal her cultivation, imprison her, until she was pregnant, so what? Forced her to give birth to the fetus.
Having a relationship with the Dragon Clan may be a great honor for others. For her, as long as she is unwilling and goes against her will, persecuting her personality and destroying her dignity, this is a great insult and a great hatred. She is a high mountain snow lotus, but it was crushed into pieces, and the white flowers were mixed with the soil.
She told Zhong Michu that they traveled to Dongwang Mountain in Nanzhou at that time. The days in Dongwang Mountain were the darkest moments of her life; they were also the happiest moments of her life, where she deceived him and escaped from him. control and killed him.
Yunran sneered and said: "I turned him into a stone statue. I'm afraid he is still in Dongwang Mountain at the moment. If you want to see him, you can go and have a look."
Zhong Michu's face turned pale. She could probably guess that her relationship with her father would not be very good. She thought that if she had enough time to serve her by her side, she would be able to slowly accept her. But I didn't expect the truth to be so unbearable. My father hurt and violated my mother, and my mother killed him. My father was a shameless and despicable person, and my mother was the enemy who killed my father. It turns out that what I was born into was so absurd.
"If you have anything else to ask, just ask them all. Don't come here again in the future."
Zhong Michu leaned towards her, as if he wanted to lean on her: "I... I am your daughter, I am not him."
Yun Ran stood up, her eyes were much more complex, not pure hatred. This made her eyes not as sharp as before, but deep and deep, still making Zhong Michu breathless. She took two steps away, carrying Zhong Michu on her back: "I have never loved anyone in my life. Pursuing the great road, transcending the mundane world is what I love in my life. It was him who ruined everything for me and dragged me to this place. In the mud, you insulted me. Giving birth to a fetus weakened my cultivation. Giving birth to a dragon girl almost consumed half of my life. It was you who ruined my ideal. "
"You hate me..." Zhong Michu muttered. Her back was bent deeply and her hands were resting on the snowflake blanket. Her voice was choked and hoarse: "You also hugged me, and you also smiled at me. ... Is it my fault?"
Yunran said: "If your master hadn't arrived and rescued you from my hands, you would have died by my sword."
Zhong Michu raised her head, her eyes were red, her skin was white, her eyes were as red as blood, and she said sadly: "You, you are my mother, you are my mother!" After all, she could not be like Gu Fuyou, She expressed her feelings straightforwardly, but this sentence was filled with sadness and unwillingness.
"Don't call me mother." Yunran walked out without looking back, his clothes fluttering in the wind, like clouds and mist that couldn't be detained.
Zhong Michu knelt on the spot. After an unknown amount of time, the sun's shadow moved westward, and the dazzling white light turned into a warm orange light.
Zhong Michu stood up, staggering a step first and failing to get up. Then he slowly stood up holding the chair beside him and walked out slowly step by step. She walked back to Hechenxuan, and it was already sunset.
Dongli was making tea and said with a smile: "Where have you been today? You haven't been seen for half a day, and you were summoned by that girl again..."
Dongli talked for a while, then saw that she looked very bad and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Zhong Michu shook her head and said, "I'm just a little tired. I'm going to rest." She walked to the back courtyard. Dongli was silent and looked at her back quietly.
Zhong Michu walked to the back corridor and sat for a while. The sky became dim, night fell, overcast clouds gathered, a cool breeze blew, and suddenly it started to rain.
She was still sitting, and the hem of her dress was almost wet from the rain. She walked into the rain and was completely drenched in a moment. Her long hair was wet, and there were tiny droplets of water on her pale cheeks.
The clouds around her body moved, her clothes moved, a slender dragon tail hung down, the horns on her forehead grew longer, her eyes were thick gold, and the dragon scales where the ears and cheeks connected were smooth and white.
There was a flash of thunder in the sky, and she saw her own appearance in the puddle beside the gravel road. She covered her eyes and sobbed repressedly.
Suddenly there was a pattering sound from the wall, like the sound of rain hitting oil paper, from far to near. Zhong Michu didn't pay attention.
Until an umbrella appeared next to the wall, someone said angrily: "Why is it raining in Jingdu Mountain at this hour? It's such a bad weather. Fortunately, I brought an umbrella."
"Ah Fu, Senior Sister Zhong hasn't been able to rest yet. Maybe we can have dinner together. Do you think Senior Sister Zhong will be shocked when she sees us?"
Zhong Michu's eyes were moist, making her golden pupils bright. Her face was full of water marks, and she looked towards the wall. The people by the wall were also looking towards the yard and said in surprise: "Senior Sister Zhong?!"
The author has something to say: It’s still before twelve o’clock! _(:3j∠)_
There should be no more than twenty chapters in the second volume.