Madam Lu stared at Mu Lin and said, "Please kill me when your Highness leaves."
The sound was like the sound of tearing cloth, sad and resolute, and the gloomy old woman suddenly became full of spirit.
Mu Lin was stunned for a moment: "Impossible."
The most taboo thing for righteous immortals is to be stained with innocent blood, which will be intolerable to heaven, and they will eventually suffer retribution and their immortal path will be ruined. Even if she is curious about Zijian's secret, she will not joke with her own fate.
Mrs. Lu's request is too much.
Madam Lu was silent for a moment. "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through. I will commit suicide immediately after Her Royal Highness leaves. Please admit to Hades that you killed me."
I help people out of kindness without expecting anything in return, but I shouldn't invite malicious calculations, right? Do you really think she is good-tempered and willing to accept everything? Just because she is exhausted, does that mean she is qualified to ask others to agree to unreasonable requests? At first I thought the old woman was kind, but now I think she is too selfish.
Mu Lin sneered in his heart and said calmly: "If you are sincere, just tell me the truth. I will judge whether the secret you are telling is worth the stigma and the price of losing contact with Zijian. Of course, if you don't want to tell me, I won't force you. I'll take my leave and won't bother you again."
Mu Lin could think of other ways, but Madam Lu was at the end of her rope, so she had no choice but to resign herself to her fate. She sighed and said, "Well, I'll tell you everything. I just ask you to keep it a secret."
Mu Lin softened his tone: "It's natural."
"If you think about it carefully, I am the princess's distant aunt, which means I am also a royal relative. But when I left the underworld, you were still a nobody, so we never met. But my brother Lu Qin, you should have heard of it..."
Mu Lin was shocked. She had heard of Lu Qin, a nobleman born with wisdom and talent. He left behind countless works and was considered a great scholar in the underworld. However, he violated etiquette and fell in love with his sister, killed her fiancé, angered his father to death, and was eventually expelled from the royal family tree and thrown into reincarnation, suffering torture for generations.
Could it be that... Mrs. Lu is his missing sister
"Yes, I am Luther, the sister of Luqin, and the evildoer who had an illicit love affair with my sworn brother..."
Mrs. Lu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and finally calmed down her painful mood. She continued, "My brother took all the blame for what happened back then, and because of this, he was ruined, expelled from the family, and sent to reincarnation. Luther, as the cause of the disaster, was also hated by his family and banished to the Demon Realm, never to be allowed to return to the underworld."
Mu Lin asked curiously: "Aren't you back?"
"If you break your oath, your immortal body will be destroyed, your cultivation will be lost, and you will experience the pain of mortal life, old age, sickness and death."
"… "
"Why bother?" Everything would be fine if he didn't come back, so why come back to die
"Parents have passed away, but the underworld still exists. Fallen leaves return to their roots. That's how it should be."
Mu Lin nodded: "That makes sense."
If one day her time comes, she hopes to be buried in her hometown and return to her rightful place.
"Luqin has a rough life in every life, and has experienced all the eight kinds of suffering in the world, and will never be reborn. The weak Luther struggles to survive in the demon realm, as humble as dust. Until one day, Luther finally found his brother who became a tenth-life evil spirit..."
"So the fairy and the ghost fell in love, and they secretly conceived a child, which led to the arrival of thunder from heaven. The father died in an attempt to protect the unborn baby. Although the orphan and his widow escaped death, they were attacked by countless demons because the thunder from heaven affected countless demons, and they suffered endless hatred and revenge. The boy's life story was revealed, and he was ridiculed and mocked endlessly. Later, he was cursed by his own grandmother..."
Mu Lin knew that the boy she was talking about was Zijian. She didn't expect that his childhood was so miserable. No wonder he didn't want to mention it.
With her intelligence, she naturally understood how difficult life was for the mother and son after just a few words, and she couldn't help but feel a little pity for them.
Zijian's origin is his biggest sin. If she spreads these things, his position as Hades may not be stable. Or using these secrets to threaten Zijian can gain more benefits. But Mu Lin will not do this. She is an immortal with a bottom line. The child is innocent and his origin is determined by heaven. It is not his original sin. Even if she did not promise Mrs. Lu to keep it secret, she would not be ashamed to criticize others' origins.
"What is the curse?" This is what she cared about most.
"As a human being, you will suffer from chronic diseases and die young; as an immortal, you will be lonely all your life and all your loved ones will leave you."
“…Is this my real grandmother?”
How could you be so cruel to a child
Madam Lu recalled her stepmother's resentful look, which was like a snake venom gnawing at her bones. She couldn't help but say in a complicated tone, "Because of Zijian's birth, his father was reduced to ashes."
Mu Lin looked at her disapprovingly: "This is not Zijian's fault. You call yourself 'Mrs. Lu', which means you acknowledge the passionate relationship between you and Lu Qin. It was you who insisted on giving birth to him, which violated the will of heaven, so you paid the price. Why did the child deserve to be subjected to all kinds of malice?"
Every question was heartbreaking.
"… You are right. It was us who let him down." Madam Lu's eyes revealed deep sorrow. After a long while, she continued, "Zijian was born a mortal. He was extremely talented, but weak and sickly. He eventually chose to embark on the path of cultivating immortals. I didn't understand it at first, but now I seem to understand my stepmother's intentions."
Force him to become an immortal, force him to give up all love, and prevent him from repeating his father's mistakes and ruining his life for love. Although the means are extreme, it is not completely disgusting and venting anger.
"Mrs. Lu, why do you want to blame me for your death?"
"I can see that you don't have Zijian in your heart, and with the curse, you will abandon him sooner or later. As a mother, you have dragged him down for his entire life. Helping him to break this evil fate as soon as possible is a rare thing I can do for him."
"..." As the saying goes, "People of the same family are alike." Mu Lin was speechless and said, "You seem to be doing this for his own good, dying for him, cursing for him, and protecting him with your own life, but you never know or care about what he really wants. This is the greatest harm to him."
Madam Lu shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I can no longer make up for what happened in my lifetime. I just want to do something for him in my own way..."
"Well." This is the kind of person who is stubborn and unyielding, but Mu Lin is not going to help her. She has said everything she should say, and Mrs. Lu also sees that Mu Lin may not cooperate with her. When she is not paying attention, she takes out a jade pendant from her bosom and smashes it on the ground.
Thousands of light green lights in the broken jade condensed into a line of green, rushing straight into the sky at lightning speed. Mu Lin felt Zijian's breath in the fluctuating immortal power, and he must be here soon.
"If you don't want to cooperate, Princess, please leave as soon as possible. My time is coming to an end, and I just want to end it myself... For the sake of telling you these things, please don't stop me. Thank you Luther."
Do you want to watch a life perish before your eyes? How sad would Zijian be if his only living relative chose to abandon him
Mu Lin struggled for a moment, and finally nodded in the face of Mrs. Lu's pleading eyes, and walked out of the cave step by step. When she looked back, she saw a raging fire rising from the cave, carrying a terrifying heat wave, sweeping and raging outside the cave. Mu Lin stood not far away, covered by a light blue water element shield, and the flames could not even lick the corners of her clothes.
At the end of the sight, in the red-gold flames, the hunched figure slowly straightened up, and the graceful and elegant figure of the beauty in the past could be vaguely seen. The beauty is old, but the grace remains. How beautiful was Luther in the past? It's just that the glory and trough, warmth and pain of the past, were buried in the long river of history with the fire. Perhaps one day in the future, future generations can learn a little bit from this shameful past and feel a little bit of the sadness of the impermanence of the world.
Mu Lin watched Mrs. Lu being devoured by the flames. Perhaps after the flames died down, she could still find a handful of ashes. I wonder if Mrs. Lu had foreseen her own death, or if she actually accepted it calmly and was willing to die...
Mu Lin didn't know everything.
She bowed three times towards the cave entrance, the first time to ask her to be her elder, the second time to ask her to tell her origins, and the third time to ask her to raise a good Hades for the underworld.
At this moment, a dark shadow of black gold came flying in the air. It was Zijian, who was dressed in formal clothes and was supposed to be sitting in front of the gate of hell and presiding over the ghost festival. Zijian landed in front of the cave in the blink of an eye, but it was too late.
The red-gold flame that Madam Lu got from nowhere was not an ordinary thing, and it burned much faster than usual. At this time, there was nothing left to burn in the cave. The flame slowly died out, and thick black smoke came out. The cave was empty, and there was no intact object.
Mu Lin silently watched Zijian rush into the cave, but he could only stand on a pile of ashes. A gloomy aura emanated from his whole body, as if all his energy had been drained from him.
After a while, Zijian slowly walked out of the cave. His face was relatively calm, and he looked at Mulin not far away with an extremely complicated expression.
Mu Lin also looked at him, frankly and softly.
"Is Hei Wuchang your man?" Zijian's voice was a little hoarse due to the smoke.
He figured it out. Whether it was Su Xiaoyan who disrupted the wedding night or Mrs. Lu's residence, someone was secretly directing and helping Mu Lin.
The funny thing is, he just realized it now.
"Yes, it's him." Facing his questioning, Mu Lin admitted it immediately.
She admitted it so straightforwardly that Zijian began to doubt his own judgment. After all, Hei Wuchang had never met Madam Lu and should not know of her existence. If Mu Lin said this to sow discord between them, it seemed to make sense.
Mu Lin took advantage of his suspicious nature.
"I thought you would ask Mrs. Lu first. Don't you suspect that I killed her?" Mrs. Lu had always wanted to frame her, but Zijian saw her standing outside and did not doubt her, nor did he blame her for standing by and watching.
"Although she has lost her immortal power, she is no longer a mere mortal. This scarlet-gold flame is her life-blood flame that she uses to burn herself."