He didn't expect to hear his father's name in this past event, and Mo Xi had mixed feelings for a while.
The shopkeeper said, "After several inquiries, Miss Chu found out that there is a daughter in Mo Qingchi's family, and she is very jealous, so she finally set her target on Murong Xuan, who is still single."
Murong Chuyi asked in a low voice, "But then... Since the second girl has such a strong temperament, how could she be willing to obey her sister's arrangements? What's more, if she knew that her sister's plans were for her own sake, how could she endure it? Will you be willing to steal your life?"
"Yeah." The shopkeeper said, "So Miss Chu's plan is not to let her sister know at all."
"She hoped that her sister could live a good life without suffering. So one day... When the royal family in the whole city went hunting in the outskirts of the city, she took her sister with her, and took advantage of it and drank it from her. The forgetfulness medicine powder she stole was thrown into the water."
"!"
"After her sister drank Wangyou San, she forgot all the past and the past, and she fell asleep. At this time, Miss Chu quietly carried her to the road that Murong Xuan had to pass through - Murong Xuan saw an orphan girl dying and embarrassed. It's pitiful, but I really felt sympathy and ordered someone to save her."
"After Ms. Chu had done this, she knew that all her previous charms and flattery would be seen through, so she planned to make a desperate attempt to escape at night. But before she could escape, the nobleman who had kidnapped her discovered the hands and feet she had done. , Immediately became furious and sent someone to chase her back. While fleeing in a panic, Miss Chu fell down a steep slope and fell into the Five Poisons Abyss."
Murong Chuyi murmured, "That Jiwa in the eastern outskirts of Chonghua City that has a strong miasma?"
"Yeah... When Miss Chu was struggling to get out of it, she had already inhaled too much poisonous miasma, her mind was not sober, and she began to become a little confused. But you should know that the effect of that miasma is not immediate. It's over, but it gets worse over time."
"When Miss Chu was still a little sober, she held a small hope and wanted to go back to Lin'an City to find her father and younger brother. But when she went to a place where there were people, she searched a few times, and the news she got made her twice as much. In desperation, she went mad every day, and when she found out that she was actually pregnant with the aristocrat's flesh and blood, the mental stimulation reached its peak - she almost completely broke down."
The private room was terrifyingly quiet, not to mention Murong Chuyi herself, Mo Xi, and immediately understood that Murong Chuyi was the child of Miss Chu and the nobleman who humiliated her.
Gu Mang looked at Mo Xi and said in a low voice, "Why do you look so ugly?"
Mo Xi shook his head.
He really didn't want to listen any more, and wanted to take Gu Mang away. But going out at this time will only attract the attention of the other party, and he doesn't know how to face Murong Chuyi at this moment anyway.
In this embarrassing silence, Murong Chuyi suddenly asked without any emotion, "Why didn't she fall into that child."
"How can this be made clear." The shopkeeper sighed, "She must not understand what she is thinking. But ah... Human emotions are the most unpredictable things. Isn't it like thinking about the devil and thinking about the Buddha? I think she must have struggled between abandonment and retention for a long time, hesitating and hesitating, and it was no longer suitable for the child to be abandoned. So she had the idea of abandoning the baby in a house. the door of the temple."
Murong Chuyi closed his eyes abruptly.
The shopkeeper said: "Ms. Chu told me repeatedly before her death that she was hiding in the woods and watching a woman in luxurious clothes carry her child away. She was relieved and only felt heartache. It was so painful that she suddenly regretted it. I wanted to chase the child back, but the woman had already gone away in the chariot, she couldn't catch up no matter how hard she chased her, and no one answered her call."
"That was the last straw that broke her, and she went utterly insane that night."
When the shopkeeper talked about this, he was stunned for a while, and then slowly added: "As for their Chu family's youngest son... That child has been working for me on the boat. Later, when I got older, I thought about being more stable. He went to Lin'an to open a restaurant, but he had feelings for ships, so until now, he is still running the dock and doing his old business. I never told him about his childhood. "
"..." Murong Chuyi's voice was low and hoarse, "How is he doing now?"
"Having a wife and son, in a peaceful life, he said that he wanted to take advantage of his youth and strength to earn more money in the past few years. In a few years, he would bring his daughter-in-law and children back to settle down and set up a family business, so that the children could study hard. "
Murong Chuyi said silently for a while, "That's good."
After a while, he asked again, "Storekeeper, do you know who the nobles who kidnapped the Chu sisters were?"
The shopkeeper's color changed slightly, and his thick lips murmured - although he never mentioned the identity and name of the nobleman during the narrative process, he obviously knew it, but he just said that the rumor was one thing, and he confessed by name. The man who was full of evil came, but it was another matter.
Everyone's justice in this world is not the same. Some people can only do this. No matter how much courage they have, they will lose their own goodness.
Murong Chuyi understands this very well, not to mention that he doesn't need to get a confirmation, and he already has an answer in his heart.
Who else could it be.
Even Mo Xi, who had always been the most nosy, could easily guess the identity of that evil beast.
Murong Chuyi took all the reactions of the shopkeeper in his eyes and said nothing more, "I understand. Thank you to the shopkeeper."
"No, alas, no thanks... what's there to thank."
Another moment of silence.
Suddenly-
"Seller, please answer one more question."
"Xianchang, I want to take the liberty to ask a question."
The two spoke almost simultaneously.
Murong Chuyi said, "You ask."
The shopkeeper hesitated and said: "You... can't be true... just the child of Chu and Miss Chu back then... right..."
"… "
"Forget it, forget it. Well, when I didn't ask, when I didn't ask. Let's talk about you, what do you want to ask me?"
Murong Chuyi was silent for a while, and said, "What I want to ask is, in this area of Lin'an Mansion, are there many people who will have some tattooed totems on their shoulders shortly after the birth of their children?"
Hearing this sentence, Mo Xi's hand paused slightly, and he couldn't help being stunned.
"Oh... Yue people are good at tattooing. There is indeed such a custom, but not all Yue people do it."
The shopkeeper said: "Actually, this habit depends on the ancestors. I don't know the specifics. I heard that a long time ago, some people's ancestors would worship the god of flowers and recognize a flower as a symbol of the family to ward off evil spirits. Then ask a major cultivator at that time to put a mark on his arm. For example, if you worship peony, you will leave a peony mark, and if you worship peony, you will leave a peony mark."
Mo Xi's face became worse and worse, and when he heard this, he almost turned pale.
The shopkeeper also said: "At that time, the spells used by the major repairers who presided over the branding were very pure. This kind of imprint not only fell on the believers at that time, but also passed on. Their children will also carry such birthmarks when they are born. ."
"However, because the age of the major cultivator is too long, the marks of each family are slowly fading, and some of them are not effective. In fact, I can't see it anymore. It is estimated that this kind of birthmark will be passed down for a few generations. Not anymore."
"..." Murong Chuyi was silent for a moment, then asked, "Then that family surnamed Chu... did they also have this imprint inheritance?"
The shopkeeper thought about it and replied, "Yes."
The air was terribly choked.
"What is it?"
"lotus."
Like a thunderbolt that shook his heart, his eyes and ears were dizzy, Mo Xi's eyes turned black for a while, he raised his eyes, and across the dim candlelight of the wine shop, he looked at Gu Mang's face on the opposite side without knowing when it happened.
lotus... lotus...
The revolving lanterns of many fragments of the past generally passed through Mo Xi's chest: the rumors between Xianwangshu and the Lin'an girl, the mismatch between Gu Mang and Murong Lian, the slight similarities between Murong Chuyi and Gu Mang...
The last elegant and calm voice resounded from his memory. It was something Jiang Fuli had said to Gu Mang not long ago when he was treating Gu Mang's illness—
"Huh? This lotus petal print on his shoulder... I seem to have seen it somewhere?"
—
It was Murong Chuyi.
Murong Chuyi must have asked Jiang Fuli to see a doctor for some reason, and he saw the birthmark on his shoulder.
Layers of chills appeared in the depths of the bones, and the truth was like a vast ocean of water that fell into the world, immersing Mo Xi in it, and he couldn't breathe.
He put his brows and eyes deep in his palms, goose bumps appeared on his back. Murong Lian, Murong Chuyi, Xian Wangshu, the Chu sisters, Gu Mang... and that... and that Auntie Lin whom Gu Mang had mentioned to him, but he didn't care at the time.
The relationship between everyone was entangled by this thread and floated in his heart, gradually becoming clear, and becoming more and more terrifying because of the clarity, the whole person was like being in ice water.
"Mo Xi?"
"… "
"Mo Xi!"
After an unknown amount of time, Gu Mang's worried inquiries were suddenly pulled out of his chaotic thoughts. Mo Xi suddenly returned to his senses and raised his head, seeing Gu Mang's beautiful face under the candlelight.
He had been in a trance for too long, the next door Murong Chuyi had already bid farewell, and the shopkeeper had also slowly descended downstairs. With a fat stomach, he picked up his smiling face and welcomed the guests who entered the store again.
Everything is like a dream.
But Mo Xi knew it wasn't, all this was not a dream.
He had seen Gu Mang and Lu Zhanxing's final farewell in time travel. Gu Mang so hoped that this lonely body could be accompanied by relatives.
He recalled that Yue Chenqing had said that Murong Chuyi had always been alone, an abandoned baby at the gate of the temple, and never knew who his relatives were and whether they were still alive.
These two people are cold and warm, one is eagerly hoping, the other is searching silently, and it seems that there is no intersection at all, but it turns out... and it turns out...
Mo Xi closed his eyes tremblingly.
"Mo Xi, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing..." After a long while, Mo Xi whispered hoarsely, whether it was worry or joy in his voice. Not to mention the joy, but the worry is because Gu Mang is now like this, how can he stand the stimulation of his life experience, and the brothers recognize each other, not to mention that the bad debts of the Yue family and the Murong family will also fall on Gu Mang's head. .
He was in a complicated mood for a while, and didn't know what to say. He just raised his hand and touched Gu Mang's head, and asked, "If you...you still have close relatives in this world, would you be happy?"
Gu Mang was puzzled: "What is that?"
"It's the person closest to you."
"Then it's just you."
"What if there are others?"
"But no one else kisses me anymore." Gu Mang opened his eyes slightly, "If so, why didn't he come to me?"
"he… "
Mo Xi was silent for a while, and finally said, "He will."
—
Back at the inn, Mo Xi did not feel sleepy.
He stood in front of the window, looking at the moon outside the window, the frost on the tiles of thousands of households, and he thought a lot.
The nobleman who was the cheap Chu sister back then was probably Yue Juntian. With Murong Chuyi's personality, he doesn't know what he will do, and the result is bound to hurt both the Yue family and Murong Chuyi.
And if you want to stop Murong Chuyi from taking risks to get revenge, then telling him that he still has a blood brother who needs him in the world is obviously the best way.
He didn't know much about Murong Chuyi, but he could see that Murong Chuyi also wanted to know what it was like to have a "home". Between the pleasure of revenge and the long-term warmth, he believed that Murong Chuyi would choose the latter.
In fact, this is better for everyone.
"Ink extinguished."
Hearing the movement behind him, Mo Xi turned his head, only to find that it was just a dream after Gu Mang fell asleep.
Gu Mang was curled up on the bed, the thin quilt was pulled very high, only a small half of his face was exposed, and he frowned slightly because of the dream.
Mo Xi walked over to him and sat down on the edge of the bed.
He raised his hand and smoothed the somewhat scattered forehead for Gu Mang, only to see Gu Mang open his eyes in a daze.
Mo Xi's voice was gentle, and he whispered, "Wake you up?"
Gu Mang shook his head wearily. After a while, he narrowed his blue eyes and mumbled, "I really have a... brother..."
Mo Xi's hand paused slightly, and then made a low "um".
"Then will he really come to me..."
"… Will do."
"Will he like me?"
"Most definitely."
Gu Mang snorted softly, and the frowning brows slowly loosened, and there was some relief and anticipation between those brows.
In the long night, Mo Xi sat beside him and looked at him in a deep sleep, thinking about it. After a long time, he twisted Gu Mang's thin quilt, then got up, quietly walked out of the door of the inn, and walked towards the mausoleum on the outskirts of the city.