The two of them turned back and saw Murong Lian in white clothes fluttering about, holding a pipe and walking lazily out of the dark.
In addition to these heroic monuments on the top of Zhanhun Mountain, there are also eight jade statues with a height of ten people. They are carved with seven kings and one of the most remarkable national teachers since the founding of Zhonghua. Murong Lian was hiding behind one of the statues just now, and no one noticed his existence.
Mo Xi got up, looked down at him condescendingly, and said coldly, "Jun Wangshu, why are you so boring?"
"This king worships his late father. After the sacrifice, I want to overlook the good scenery of the world and think about the floating life like a dream. So I stand here and look at the mountains, the water and the floating clouds."
Murong Lian narrowed her eyes, took a sip of her cigarette, and slowly exhaled it: "Otherwise, Xihe-jun thought I was willing to listen to such a ridiculous conversation? What 'I want to make amends', hehe, I really laughed out my teeth."
His pure white silk shoes stepped on the sapphire board road, walked straight to them, and weighed Gu Mang up and down maliciously: "Baby, do you know what kind of thing you were in the past?"
Gu Mang's calmness could almost kill his popularity. Gu Mang said, "I know. I'm a traitor."
Murong Lian let out a smoke ring and sneered with a calm expression: "Yo, so you know that. I thought you were about to forget your identity and status after a good life in Xihe Mansion."
Mo Xi calmly took a step forward with long legs, blocking the gap between Murong Lian and Gu Mang.
Mo Xi said, "Murong Lian, you are too broad."
Murong Lian smiled yin and yang, and said, "I can't say a word to the dog I raised?"
"He's my man now."
Mo Xi's tone was not good, and the thin layer of pretense on Murong Lian's face was also revealed.
"You don't need to stress it out, I've already seen that you really take him as a human being. Heroes are buried in the Battle Soul Mountain, only the people of Chonghua can bow down." Murong Lian suddenly approached Mo Xi, her eyes gleaming, and she gritted her teeth. "What's the matter, Xihe-Jun, do you still regard Gu Mang as a brother? There is no distinction between the enemy and me, then why don't we just spread a red felt carpet, fire cannons and sprinkle flowers to bring the monarch of Liao Kingdom in as well. Let's go sightseeing at the Mausoleum of Heroes and Martyrs of Chonghua?"
He was so aggressive, Mo Xi ignored it, but Gu Mang said, "I'm here to apologize."
Murong Lian seemed to have heard a great joke: "Apologize?"
Gu Mang thought it was because he didn't explain clearly, and said, "I'm here to apologize, to them—" He looked back at the monument to the heroes, "I'm here to apologize to them."
This time, Murong Lian laughed outright, and the tassel adorned with the hookah fluttered slightly along with his laughter. Murong Lian laughed louder and louder: "Hahaha-haha, apology? Apologize?"
His fox-like eyes suddenly stared at Gu Mang, the smile on his face did not fade away, his eyes were ruthless.
"How do you apologize, how do you want to apologize??"
"Don't laugh at me to death Gu Mang, do you think you're apologizing when you kneel before Mo Xi's father's tomb and kowtow a little bit of paper? Chonghua's thousands of heroic souls can't tolerate you being so bad!"
Mo Xi said angrily, "Murong Lian!"
"What's the matter, you don't let others talk to him? You don't let me make a few accusations?" Murong Lian turned around abruptly, "Huoqiu'er, you and I have lost a father since I was a child. I hope that Shu Mansion is not as good as you. You have to order me like this?! You and I are lying on this mountain! You don't mind him coming in, I mind! Can't you?!!"
As he said that, he raised his hand and volleyed towards Gu Mang a little harshly: "Look at him! What kind of apology is his graceful appearance!!"
Gu Mang suddenly took a few steps forward, passed Mo Xi, and walked in front of Murong Lian.
"I didn't say it was apology," he said. "I'm not smart, but I know it's not enough."
Murong Lian said angrily, "Fuck! You're not stupid. You're too smart. You pretended to be obedient and accepted your fate in Luomei Bieyuan, but in the hands of our handsome Mo, he started pretending to be remorseful again, and came to burn two pieces of paper money to gain sympathy!"
"Gu Mang, do you think that the heroes and martyrs who died in the battle of Chonghua are very easy to buy? Do you think that two coins will be able to write off your faults? Do you think that the heirs of the heroes and martyrs of Chonghua are all with you? Jiaxi is as good as Jun, isn't it?"
Gu Mang looked straight at him and said, "I don't."
"Then you bastard shouldn't come in today!"
As Murong Lian spoke, he suddenly hooked the back of Gu Mang's neck with a pipe. The pipe was so hot that Gu Mang trembled suddenly, but Gu Mang didn't break free, as if it were a sign of determination. He stared at Murong Lian's face with his blue eyes without saying a word, the ashes from the smoke filter fell down his wide coat, and the spark burned his flesh.
He didn't hide, but Mo Xi couldn't watch it anymore—whether it was because of Gu Mang or because of the heroic mausoleum Zhuang Su, he didn't want to see Murong Lian continue this farce.
He grabbed Murong Lian's arm and moved the pipe away from Gu Mang's neck.
The skin where the cigarette was knocked had been scalded, revealing the bright red flesh. Murong Lian thought it was not enough, and said angrily, "Mo Xi, let me go!"
"Murong Lian, do you want to go wild in Battle Soul Mountain?!"
"It's you who brought traitors to the disgusting heroic spirits of all dynasties! You still have the face to talk about me?"
"He's here to apologize!"
"Just thank you dad!! Did he thank other people?! Did he kneel with other people? What is he thankful for! He is trying to please you and want to live a comfortable life! I think his goal has been achieved! You next What are you going to do? Do you want to go to the Lord to ask him for merit? Do you know what he has in mind?!!"
While the anger was raging, it was inevitable to push and shove, but it should be said that Murong Lian made a move towards Mo Xi, and Mo Xi had been holding back and did not move rough in the Zhanhunshan Cemetery. Gu Mang saw that Mo Xi was being stabbed and pushed by Murong Lian, and wanted to pull the frame, but Murong Lian suddenly turned his head and slapped him in the face.
"Crack" with a crisp sound.
The red lotus curse seal on Gu Mang's neck suddenly lit up, but he restrained it and did not explode. Because he understood their conversation, he knew that force should not be used here, let alone blood.
Murong Lian slapped her palm and still couldn't understand her hatred. This face was so complicated and disgusting that he couldn't describe it, so she kicked Gu Mang's chest with a ruthless kick. On the sapphire long steps, a mouthful of blood was choked out.
"Gu Mang!!"
Gu Mang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at Murong Lian. The animalistic in his eyes twitched, but he still pressed it down. He took a breath, lowered his eyelashes, and pushed away the hand that Mo Xi wanted to help him up. He even wiped the blood on the ground with his robe sleeves.
Murong Lian narrowed her eyes, her fingertips trembled slightly, "What are you doing?"
"It shouldn't be dirty here." After Gu Mang finished speaking, he raised his face again.
"I said I wanted to atone, and it was true."
"… "
"It's true that I won't betray again."
Murong Lian: "..."
"I didn't lie." Gu Mang's bloody lips moved slightly, opening and closing, "What I said on my knees here today is true."
Those blue eyes were too clean and clear, Murong Lian couldn't help but take a step back, the hand under the sleeve of the robe rubbed the sapphire blue ring on her thumb, the trembling of the muscles became more and more uncontrollable .
Seemingly wanting to suppress the emotion in her heart, Murong Lian paused for a moment, then suddenly gritted her teeth, "Okay."
"You have to apologize, kowtow, and start over, right?"
Gu Mang said firmly, "Yes."
Murong Lian raised her head and took a breath, her eyes flashed with extremely complicated emotions when she turned her gaze to Gu Mang again. The fingers under his sleeve almost pressed the sapphire blue ring into his palm.
"Mandarin in the cemetery, whether old or new, whether you died because of you, you knelt down one by one. Every time you kneel, repeat the traitor Gu Mang, and it is impossible to atone for the sin of blood."
"Only by kneeling over every grave in this mountain can you barely be qualified to say a word." Murong Lian leaned over, her smoky cheeks close to Gu Mang's ears, "You have sincerity and apologize to all souls. "
After speaking, Murong Lian straightened up and glanced at Mo Xi, as if she had already expected that Mo Xi would not agree, so she said to Gu Mang again, "However, after all, you are also from Xihe-Jun, do you do it or not? I can't order you anything. It all depends on how much you regret."
Gu Mang didn't hesitate, didn't even pause at all, he got up from the ground, the bright golden light shone on the blood stains on his red and swollen cheeks and the corners of his lips, he said, "I will do it."
I said I was sincere.
As long as I want to do things, never look back.
Hearing that Murong Lian agreed so quickly, the expression on his face was not sure whether it was mostly a smirk or a surprise, or maybe there were some secrets hidden in it that no one could figure out except himself.
Murong Lian's eyes flickered, and she said softly, "Don't regret it. Tens of thousands of graves may not be finished in three days and three nights."
Gu Mang said, "Then four days and four nights, ten days and ten nights."
He even turned his head to look at Mo Xi: "I want to show you, my heart."
Mo Xi had already clenched his fingers into fists, but he had never spoken - he knew Gu Mang too well, and when he saw the light in Gu Mang's eyes, he already knew that if Gu Mang was not allowed to do this, it would be like preventing a beast from being bloodthirsty. Mang will never be willing.
Besides, what Murong Lian said was really good.
There is still a price to pay for the little evil to turn back, not to mention that Gu Mang is burdened with corpses everywhere and thousands of miles of blood ointment.
But Mo Xi still said in a low voice: "Gu Mang, you have figured it out. Even if you kneel, no one can forgive you. No matter if you are three days and three nights or ten days and ten nights, even if you die on this mountain. , you are still a sinner in Chonghua, and nothing will change."
Gu Mang only repeated: "I want to show you my heart."
Mo Xi's chest was like a huge boulder, and he repeated it twice. He suddenly understood what Gu Mang meant.
Gu Mang did not expect the so-called sin and betrayal to be wiped out, and Gu Mang also knew that both sin and betrayal could not be wiped out.
He just wanted to live a different life from the old self, he just felt that the old self was wrong, he just, he just wanted to…
"After you read it, if you are willing to believe me, can you teach me what to do? This time, I don't want to go down the wrong road again."
Mo Xi couldn't say anything, and he was so heartbroken that he almost fell to his knees. In the cold wind on the top of the mountain, his face was so pale, and his blood was so cold.
He looked at Gu Mang's raised head, yet ignorant face.
After a long time, he heard someone talking, and the voice was so hoarse, and later he realized that the speaker was actually himself. He sighed: "Gu Mang, don't be stupid. You have no way."
Gu Mang opened his eyes slightly.
Murong Lian's expression changed, "Mo Xi--don't let..."
But Mo Xi didn't listen, his heart was cut like a knife, blood dripped from his throat, but he still spoke word by word, so cold and cruel.
"You have no way out. Your Majesty has condemned you to death. The reason you are alive is to wait for you to be used for the Dark Demon Trial at any time."
Murong Lian said angrily, "Mo Xi!! You're crazy, you told him this?!"
"Then what do you think? Let him atone for his sins with anticipation, and say sorry to him on the day of death. What you did before was useless?"
"… "
Mo Xi turned his eyes back and said to Gu Mang: "Since you want to do this, I will tell you the truth. Maybe tomorrow, maybe next year, you will always die in the end, no matter what you do, you will never start over. opportunity."
Gu Mang didn't speak, his wide eyes slowly lowered, his long eyelashes drooped down, casting a fragrant and sparse shadow in the deep blue like sea water. Just when Murong Lian and Mo Xi thought he would give up, he suddenly whispered, "I see."
The mountain wind whistled, like a golden drum, and like a soul weeping.
"But it doesn't matter. Because I think it's right to do it all over again, even if it's a good day."
His face was raised, and he looked like the fiery young man who lived to the death even in the siege of desperation.
Gu Mang said, "As far as I can go, if I die tomorrow, I will be a good person for one day. If I die next year, I will be a good person for one year."
- "This is the last thing I can do."
This is the last thing I can ask for after being displaced for so many years.
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Yue Chenqing
Height: 176cm
Identity: Fourth uncle licking the dog
Speaking in human words: a middle-level craftsman who is dedicated to learning from the fourth uncle
Social status: because no one competes with him, the silly white sweet sand sculpture boy who has no idea of the sinister heart
Speaking human words: the only heir of the Yue family
Favorite: Uncle Si
Most hated: Someone scolded his fourth uncle
Favorite color: white
Most hated color: purple
Favorite food: flower cake
Most hated food: All kinds of offal
Dream: get the personal guidance of the fourth uncle