There were only the two of them left in the tent.
Mo Xi walked to the couch, sat down beside Gu Mang, raised his hand and touched Gu Mang's forehead—the tentacle was still a little hot, but it was still much better than the previous days.
"Mengze said that you woke up during the day, but maybe I was unlucky. Every time I came to see you, you fell asleep." Mo Xi said to him in a low voice, as if hoping he would hear, As if hoping not to disturb him.
No matter how strong a person is in the face of his beloved, he is weak.
"The remnant soul of the blood beast has been re-sealed, and the seal is very comprehensive. You have completed your mission once again." Mo Xi said softly, "You, no matter how difficult the task or the requirements are given to you by others. Harshness, you can always accomplish it. Your Majesty has never misjudged you... You are more successful than anyone else."
He lowered his head and pressed his forehead lightly against Gu Mang's forehead.
"It's just when you can take care of yourself more."
The person lying on the couch was quiet, and the long and soft eyelashes dipped deep shadows on the eyelids.
Mo Xi said in a low voice, "Knowing that I can no longer hold back the aura of the black devil, but I still want to unblock the blood of the demon wolf, just to hold back the national teacher and let Murong Lian have time to hand over the treasure to me. Hand." He closed his eyes, his eyes moving uneasily under the thin curtains.
"Brother..."
The sleeping man did not respond. Mo Xi pressed his forehead like this, and after a long time he said, "You have done everything you can, and when we return to the capital, you will take care of your illness. You don't have to worry about anything, I have everything."
"… "
"I don't know how long I can protect you, but as long as I'm still there, I won't teach anyone to bully you."
"… "
"You can rest in peace."
After Mo Xi finished speaking, he sat with him for a while. He didn't get up and left the tent until the messenger urgently reported the resettlement of the victims in the east of the city.
The wind was blowing fast outside, and the curtain was lifted, bringing up the sound of hunting wind, and when it fell, the tent returned to silence.
In this silent silence, the eyelashes of the person lying on the bed trembled, and the tears flowed down the soft cheeks to the depths of the temples - Gu Mang slowly opened his eyes.
In fact, he didn't fall asleep at all. Every night when Mo Xi came to see him, he was awake.
I just don't know how to forgive myself and how to face it.
He is not afraid of the sky or the earth, but he is afraid of parting.
On that day, he unsealed himself and inspired all the blood of the demon wolf in his body to fight against the national master. Since then, the black devil's qi has lost control in his body, and he can feel that his memory is almost collapsing. , and this passage cannot be concealed no matter how it is concealed.
And Mo Xi was already involved in all kinds of things. If every day when he came to see him, he found that his mind was less clear than the day before, what would happen to Mo Xi
A quick knife is scary, but a dull knife cuts the flesh inch by inch. Gu Mang doesn't want to drag Mo Xi into this ordeal, so he prefers not to have a direct conversation with Mo Xi.
It's just that when the night is quiet and there is no one in the tent, he will grope out from the depths of the pillow to find the memoirs he wrote before, and carefully spread it out, like a drowning man grabbing a driftwood and looking at it again and again, almost paranoid.
At first, the content written on it could still be remembered with great effort, but as the days passed, the words on the paper became more and more like other people's stories. Today, he can hardly recall any details for almost half the volume.
Gu Mang raised his hand and put the crumpled page in his heart. He worked so hard that the meridian on the back of his hand floated up, and he held the collection of memories in his arms, as if he could lock those broken memories back to the bottom of his heart.
He curled up on the bed, after all, sleepless all night.
It took seven days to rebuild Osawa Castle after the war.
On the evening of the seventh day, everything in the army was settled, and the camp was ready to be dispatched. And by this time, Gu Mang's memories flashed back because of the time mirror were running out. But this is not the worst. Even if the memory is missing, no matter how you say it, you can at least be the same as before going to Bat Island. The worst thing is that the breath of the dark devil is out of control, so Gu Mang's spirit is always on the go. Facing a crash runaway.
Mengze had to give him a calming medicine every day to be able to barely suppress his evil spirits.
This night was no exception. Gu Mang drank the medicine that Mengze had sent as usual, and then sat on the edge of the bed, silently playing with his fingers, while thinking about how he should face Mo Xi tomorrow.
He can't always pretend to be asleep.
Just when he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a guard outside saying: "Princess, please ask Shu Jun to see you."
Mengze was packing the soup, and was startled when he heard the words, and looked at Gu Mang.
Gu Mang was slightly surprised: "Why is he here..."
"I don't know, but you put on the mask first." Mengze said, handing the mask to him.
Although most of the cultivators in the army now firmly believe that this mysterious "guard" is Gu Mang, this matter is already obvious, but no matter what, it is not the same thing if it is revealed or not. At least window paper is still needed.
As soon as Gu Mang put on the veil, Murong Lian came in with a golden sword.
Upon entering the room, peach blossom eyes first glanced at Gu Mang, and then fell on Mengze. Mengze put the last packet of medicine powder into the medicine box, turned his head and smiled at Murong Lian: "Brother Lian, you will leave the camp and return to the court early tomorrow. Why don't you come here to find me?"
Murong Lian didn't say a word, she took two mouthfuls, and her eyes fell on Gu Mang again.
Finally, he exhaled green smoke, lit a pipe towards Gu Mang, and said, "I'm not looking for you. I'm looking for him."
Meng Ze's expression changed slightly, but he still said warmly: "He's just a little guard, what's the matter with you, or-"
"Little guard?" Murong Lian sneered, "Mengze, you can help Mo Xi to hide it from others. Why don't you even hide it from me. Do you think I don't know who he is?"
"… "
"When he gave me the kit and asked me for help, he revealed his identity to me."
Mengze was silent for a while.
Murong Lian said, "Gu Mang, come here."
Meng Ze hurriedly said: "Brother Lian, he has suffered a lot of loss when he unblocked the blood of the demon wolf before. Moreover, his consciousness is not stable these days, and he can easily go berserk. You should go back first. What's the matter? It's not too late to go back to the capital."
"What do you mean? Do you think I'm going to beat him? Or do you think he's going to beat me?"
"… "
Murong Lian gave her a cool look: "Don't worry, your brother, I'm not going to fight with a waste boy." After that, she waved at Gu Mang impatiently, "Come here. I have something to tell you."
Gu Mang thought for a while and got up, but Mengze said, "You're mentally unstable, it's best not to go—"
Murong Lian ignored her, grabbed Gu Mang's hand without saying a word, and dragged him out of the tent.
On the eve of the class, the monks were busy doing their own salutes, and there was no one around the main tent. Murong Lian dragged Gu Mang out for a long distance without saying a word, and finally let go of his hand when he walked to the secluded suburban river beach.
Gu Mang didn't know why, and rubbed his red wrist: "Is there something wrong?"
Murong Lian did not answer him immediately, but walked back and forth by the beach. The moonlight shone on the sparkling lake water, and reflected on Murong Lian's pale face. Murong Lian looked a little restless. His shirt was slightly open, and there were overlapping bandages underneath. He had also suffered a lot from the previous battle. Injured, so that after these days, I still have some spirits.
The silk shoes squeaked and stepped on the gravel at the edge of the tidal flat. After pacing for a few times, Murong Lian stopped.
He stared at Gu Mang, raised his hand and took a few mouthfuls like a dream, and said dryly, "I have a question. I want to confirm with you."
"… "
Two more puffs.
He raised his peach blossom eyes and stared at Gu Mang fiercely: "But before I say it, let me ask you, how much of your fucking memory have you recovered?"
Gu Mang said sincerely: "... It has recovered several percent before. Now about two percent are gone."
Murong Lian looked as if she was choking, and then her face became more gloomy: "Then do you still remember Aunt Ni?"
Gu Mang shook his head, and before he could shake it twice, Murong Lian stopped him sharply.
"Shake your head! You still remembered her when you begged me to send the kit two days ago, you kid, think it through for me and then answer!"
"... I seem to remember it two days ago, but I can't remember now."
Murong Lian cursed inwardly, and said angrily, "At that time, I was in Wangshu Mansion asking you to tell me the truth, but you pretended to be stupid with me, pretending to be crazy and stupid. Well, this time you're really stupid again, damn it! What's the use of you? "
After he finished speaking, he kicked a stone cursingly.
Gu Mang said helplessly, "What are you trying to say to me? It can't be just to scold me, right?"
Murong Lian said angrily, "Bullshit! Of course I have something to do with you, otherwise who do you think would want to see your face?"
Gu Mang touched his mask, convinced that his face was completely blocked by the mask, it was just Murong Lian making trouble unreasonably.
Gu Mang said, "Then go on."
Murong Lian opened his mouth, but made no sound. After repeating this several times, he cursed and turned his head away, walked to the tidal flat, sucked in two mouthfuls like a dream, and then spit it out violently.
Amidst the pale blue, Murong Lian said with a gloomy expression, "I have something that you told me when you were still awake. I originally wanted to ask you to confirm it again."
"… "
"But at the time I thought your words were too absurd, and I didn't really believe it. Until these recent events happened."
Gu Mang opened his eyes slightly: "Ah? I told you something?"
Murong Lian snorted.
"Did I tell you the only one?"
Murong Lian snorted again.
"when?"
Murong Lian snorted again and replied, "It was when you were sent back to Chonghua."
Gu Mang looked at his figure immersed in the reflection of the lake, a little dazed: "Really? But I should have been confused by then. I still have some impressions. Before I was sent back to the city by the Liao Kingdom, they destroyed it again. past my memory."
Murong Lian said in a breathless voice, "If they can really destroy your memory completely, how can you still have such an impression?"
Gu Mang: "…"
It seems to make sense.
Murong Lian said: "Listen to me, what I'm going to tell you next is what you told me when I returned to the city. I thought at first that you have a deep heart and hate Chonghua. There are too many, so I don’t want to believe your instigation. But now it seems…”
He lowered his eyelashes, shaking off the ashes from the cauldron.
The ashes drifted in the wind like bits of remnant snow.
Murong Lian thought for a moment, and seemed to be making a final decision. Finally, he raised his head and his eyes fell on Gu Mang's face.
"What you said is not necessarily false. It's just some content, I still have to collect evidence from you, are you—"
Before the words were finished, a strong wind suddenly stabbed!
Murong Lian was startled instinctively, raised her palm to unfold a protective barrier, only to hear a crisp sound, a sharp arrow attached to the wood water spirit stream shot from the dark forest, hit the barrier directly, and burst open. !
"boom!!"
After all, Murong Lian had been weak for a long time. In addition, the previous injury had not healed, so the enchantment was disintegrated and cracked under this blow. He suddenly fell on the rocky beach, choking out a mouthful of blood. After only one confrontation, Murong Lian knew that this person was far superior to him. He didn't have time to defend a second time, so he immediately reacted and said sharply to Gu Mang, "Escape!!!"
Gu Mang was shocked!
The surrounding trees were like ghostly shadows, and the rustling sounds of assassins rushing past could not be heard from the branches, leaves and treetops. Murong Lian took a breath and said, "Run away! What are you still doing?!"
"But you-"
From the depths of the jungle, a voice clearly distorted by illusion came out: "Wang Shu-jun, you don't have to rush him to escape. No one will hurt him."
Murong Lian said: "What are you?"
"Hehe, do you think I'll tell you?" The voice laughed as sharp as a night owl, "The emperor's palace, the blood of the royal family, there is still such an innocent and ridiculous person like you, Murong Lian, you really opened my eyes. ."
Murong Lian bit her blood-stained lips, and suddenly raised her hand to quickly form a defensive barrier, gesturing to Gu Mang, "Don't run!"
"joke!"
With a bang, the barrier was suddenly shattered as the other party sneered.
"Do you think that with your weak body and Gu Mang's mutilated body, who of the two of you can escape?"
"However, Murong Lian, you can rest assured. What I want to kill is only you, as for him—" The man's laughter pierced his eardrum like a thorn, "If I kill him, who will take care of you? Debt and apology?"
"Don't worry, your death will not be very painful or embarrassing, but it will be very valuable."
"Come on, let's do it!"
The silhouettes of the assassins who were roaming and rushing in the forest suddenly made their appearance. More than a dozen monks in black clothes and strong suits captured bows and arrows and stood on the top of the cedar forest, besieging them like wolves slaughtering them.
The leader was a man in a black cloak with a gold edge. He swept up and stood lightly on the top of the tallest tree, with a bright moon on his back.
Gu Mang looked up at the group of assassins. He wanted to raise his hand to summon Yong Ye, but his body couldn't stand any black magic at the moment. At that moment when he recalled, a sharp pain suddenly erupted in his head, and then he suddenly fell to his knees on the ground.
His eyes shook, his ears buzzed, and in a trance, Gu Mang heard the black-clothed assassin coldly order:
"Kill Murong Lian on the spot."
"Fire arrows!"