Bab 252: Chapter 252: [Mount Longxue] Split Soul
The two of them were talking about something interesting, and both of them had relaxed and bright smiles on their faces. Xue Meng even raised his hand to put a small yellow flower with white petals in Shi Mei's hair. Shi Mei didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he plucked it. Xue Meng laughed out loud.
"Ah, Shizun?"
It was too late to dodge. Xue Meng turned his head and saw him from the corner of his eyes. At first, he was stunned, but then he said happily, "It's rare to see Shizun this late." As he said this, he walked forward to greet him.
Shi Mei also followed with a smile. He said gently and politely, "Greetings to Shizun."
Chu Wanning didn't know what to say for a moment. He wanted to calmly agree, but before he could open his mouth, his eyes turned red. Fortunately, the night was very deep, and there was enough darkness to cover him.
Xue Meng asked curiously like a cat, "Where is Shizun going?"
"Going … …" As soon as he spoke, his voice was incredibly hoarse. He quickly shut his mouth and coughed. After a while, he said, "Just walking around."
After a while, he couldn't help but ask.
"What about you?"
"Shi Mei and I just came back from Wuchang Town. We bought a lot of good food. "As soon as he mentioned this, Xue Meng seemed very happy." There's a temple fair today, so it's very lively. "
If it were the Chu Wanning of this era, this conversation would have ended there.
Chu Wanning didn't have too much interest in understanding what these youths were doing, what they bought, and why they were so happy.
At that time, he was indifferent, keeping everyone at arm's length. He didn't like to take a look at other people's personal affairs.
But today, Chu Wanning felt that whether it was Xue Meng or Shi Mei, every word, every expression, and even every ray of light in their eyes was very precious.
He wanted to look at them a few more times, listen to them a few more times.
This was something he could no longer obtain in his own world of mortals.
So he asked, "What did you buy?"
"Does Master want to see it?" Xue Meng excitedly rummaged through his Qiankun Bag as if he was presenting a treasure. "Dried fruit skin, pine nut crisp, osmanthus candy …"
While counting, suddenly she took out a handful of osmanthus candy and handed it all to Chu Wanning.
"I bought too much. These are all for Master."
Shi Mei was also rummaging through his bag, but he didn't seem to have bought much. After rummaging through his bag, he couldn't find anything to show off. His ears were a little red.
"…"
Chu Wanning said, "You don't have to give me any more." He picked up two or three candies and returned the rest to Xue Meng. Under the moonlight, his eyes were almost moist and gentle.
"That's enough."
He knew that the Gate of Life and Death could close at any time. He had already overdrawn the power of the Nine Songs, so it would not be easy to open it again. Besides, there was only one night left. If they returned late, they were afraid that the Emperor Ta would notice.
He couldn't calm down and asked, "Where's Mo Ran? Isn't he with you? "
The two looked at each other. Xue Meng said, "I haven't seen him since lunch."
His Shimei also said, "He hasn't been with us for the past few days. He probably has something to do."
Chu Wanning went to the disciples' room, but there was no one there. He went to the temple fair to look for him, but he still couldn't find him. Seeing that the time was running out, he couldn't help but feel more anxious.
He frowned and thought for a long time. Suddenly, he remembered something.
He thought of it.
Mo Ran couldn't have gone to …
After thinking about it for a while, he stopped thinking about it. This burning thought made him uncomfortable. His face slowly darkened, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.
— —
He remembered a place where Mo Ran often went when he first went astray.
After half an hour, Chu Wanning stood outside a red and purple painted wooden building. There was a red plaque hanging on the building with the words "Immortal Peach Gathering Gentleman" written on it.
This was the famous Pear Garden Immortal Peach House. It was already late at night, but the brothel was just beginning to brighten up. There were people coming in from the left and right. Most of them were greasy-looking men and young boys with makeup. Chu Wanning's face was cold, and his back was straight. He looked out of place in the crowd.
"Guest, please come in."
"Let's take a look. Today, there's a famous actor performing. Ming Dan from Xiang Tan. His singing is not inferior to Xun Feng's, and his dancing is not inferior to Duan Yihan's. Eighty coins for a scene, ten more coins for the front row. "
At the door, the manservant was shouting at the top of his voice. A young master who was waving a scholar's fan happened to pass by and said mockingly, "What a shameless boast. What Ming Dan? How dare he challenge the Duan and Xun two music deities of the past?"
"That's right. Eighty coins for a scene, and he has the face to be on the same level as Xun Feng's. Even eight hundred gold for a scene is not enough for Xun Feng's."
"This lousy theater is cheating money again!" A night watchman passed by and laughed while scratching his armpit.
Chu Wanning did not understand and felt his head hurt. He simply raised his hand to lift the curtain and entered the building. There were silk lanterns hanging high in the air, and it was noisy. Some people were listening to the play, some were drinking, and some were floating in the charm and gentleness of the rouge and oil.
The performer's golden voice shook the air, and her skin was full of spring.
On the stage on the first floor, the imperial concubine was drunk and surrounded by flowers. The performer's every move was soft and sorrowful. Even the audience below offered endless sighs and sighs.
"Good! Good! "
"One more scene!"
Chu Wanning frowned at the pungent fragrance of the rouge and powder. His face was gloomy. He swept his phoenix eyes and looked around, but he did not see the young man.
He thought, could it be that he guessed the wrong place again?
At this time, the busy procuress noticed him. Like a colorful and beautiful butterfly, she flew toward him. She opened her mouth, which was smeared with vermilion red clouds. She smiled and tried to solicit him, saying, "You said, Miss.
"Young master, please take a seat while you are listening to the play."
Chu Wanning looked at her and said, "Looking for someone."
"Looking …" The Bao 'er froze, and her smile fell. Her eyes were cold. "Feel free to look for someone."
Chu Wanning sighed and took off the jade pendant from his waist. It was a beautiful jade given to him by the Emperor Ta. It was warm to the touch. He handed the jade to the Bao 'er and repeated, "Looking for someone."
The Bao 'er took it and looked around. It was full of colorful lights, which made her eyes brighten.
She coughed lightly and put away the jade. She put on a smile, which was more plump than before, and asked, "Young master, who are you looking for?"
"A young man who looks to be 15 or 16 years old." Chu Wanning said, "His surname is Mo."
On the third floor of the Fei Rong Pavilion, the carvings were graceful. It was no wonder that many people were willing to drink here all night. As long as enough money was spent, the actresses and beauties would fabricate a poppy flower like dream. Many heroes would fall in love with it. If the long night could be passed gently like this, who would be willing to face the devastation of life and the pain of reality?
"This is the one." The Bao 'er raised her long fingers and turned the wooden board with the words "Rong Jiu" carved on the door.
She looked up and thought carefully. She looked at Chu Wanning thoughtfully and said, "Young master, don't be in a hurry. Wait for me to call Jiu 'er out, then I will invite you to talk to your friend in the room."
"… …"
Even the Bao 'er could see that he cared about him.
Chu Wanning closed his eyes and said, "Thank you."
She went in. There seemed to be people talking in the room, but it was unclear.
After a while, she came out again, followed by a young man. Chu Wanning glanced at him. The Bao 'er named Rong Jiu still had a blush on her cheeks. She looked familiar from the side, like someone. Rong Jiu bowed to him and left with the Bao 'er. Chu Wanning pushed open the door and entered. What he saw was a sea of red and purple, which made his scalp numb. There was no incense in the room, but there was the smell of wine. Mo Ran supported his cheek and laid on the bed. His slender fingers were still playing with the red tassels tied to the small clay pot. The bed was also red and messy. It was best not to think about what had happened on it.
He walked over. Like frost and snow, he stood in the midst of this scene that was completely out of tune with him.
"Oh … … Master is here?"
"… …"
"Sit down and drink a glass of wine? Pear Blossom White, good wine. I'm sure you haven't tasted it before. "
Chu Wanning said, "You're drunk."
Mo Ran smiled and saw the man in white walk to his bed. He was indeed drunk. He suddenly reached out and boldly grabbed Chu Wanning's waist.
"It's good to be drunk. When you're drunk, you're not afraid of anything. Come come come, the night is long. Why don't we mess around."
Chu Wanning did not say anything. He just lifted the young Mo Ran up from the bed. The veins on his hands were slightly protruding. He was a person with the demeanor of a master. At this time, he was still solemn. Only the trembling of his fingertips betrayed his heart.
He closed his eyes and said softly, "Mo Ran."
The drunk young man made a sound of "oh". He still did not understand and even had a heartless smile.
Chu Wanning said hoarsely, "I'm late."
He put his forehead over and moved his fingers. In an instant, it was extremely painful.
In this pain of tearing flesh, a divine weapon appeared. The begonia tree curled up and seven strings flowed. It was a good divine wood zither.
Chu Wanning gritted her teeth. She had Shen Wu transfer his abundant spiritual energy to her. It was a joke for her to fight against the Celestial Emperor Treading Immortal with this level of spiritual energy, but it was enough for her to cast many spells.
He put Mo Ran's forehead close to his and closed his eyes.
Then he felt … there was indeed the aura of the Eight Bitter Everlasting Regret Flower in Mo Ran's body. It was as if he saw a black double-petaled flower in front of him. It was rooted in his heart and its roots were buried deep in his blood vessels.
It was this Everlasting Regret Flower.
It was the source of all evil.
Chu Wanning took a deep breath and silently recited the incantation according to the ancient book. Then, he shouted with all his strength,
"Break the soul!"
Chu Wanning suddenly opened his eyes. There was a cold light in his eyes.
The Everlasting Regret Flower could only be suppressed by the power of the soul. He did as the book said, cut off half of his soul and transferred it between their foreheads into Mo Ran's body.
A strong wind blew around them. Jiu Ge actually sounded like a phoenix.
The spiritual energy was burning.
Mo Ran … Mo Ran …
Master didn't protect you well in the past.
Now, I'm here to save you.
I'll save you.
The shredded souls turned into wisps of white dust and smoke that kept surging and flowing.
Mo Ran was absent-minded. Chu Wanning was in extreme pain.
Their foreheads kept touching.
I'll save you …
When the last ray of light disappeared, the two of them were suddenly exhausted. Chu Wanning let go of his hand. Mo Ran fell back onto the bed.
Jiu Ge also disappeared. It hid in Chu Wanning's blood and bones. It was very difficult for him to maintain the stability of the divine weapon after losing half of his soul.
Chu Wanning sat beside the bed. He slowly closed his eyes. His face was very pale. Even his lips were drained of blood. However, his heart was relieved and relaxed.
He had finally taken the first step to changing his fate chart.
He used the power of the soul to interfere with the Eight Bitter Everlasting Regret Flower. He didn't want Mo Ran to lose his mind again.
Turning back time. He had finally protected him.
Chu Wanning couldn't stay for long. The first thing he had to do was to prevent Mo Ran from being swallowed by the Everlasting Regret Flower. He had done that. Next, he had to do the second thing.
He didn't know how powerful the person behind the scenes was. Although that person couldn't tear open a crack in time and space, it was always right to be cautious.
— — He had to make sure that if the disaster happened again, he could recover the memories of his previous life and fight it in time.
So the second thing he had to do was to find his past self.
All the whistling forbidden spells in the Red Lotus Pavilion were useless against him, and he easily made his way inside. He stood in front of the half-open window and looked at the man in white who was sleeping soundly on the table.
The God of Night was half done. It was still being painted.
… … If only the troubles of the human world were only to deal with these imps and demons.
Chu Wanning transferred the half of his soul that he had already torn into the body of his mortal self.
Originally, this soul belonged to him, so he would not feel the slightest bit of discomfort while sleeping. He watched as the pure white light floated over, enveloping "himself" with a layer of gentle radiance. Slowly, the glow was extinguished. A wind blew over and blew the blueprint in "Chu Wanning's" hand to the ground.
"If there's another calamity, Mo Ran probably won't be your enemy," he said softly to the person inside as he leaned against the window. "Now, my spirit core has shattered, and my soul has been separated from my body. I can only do this much. I can't change our era. But you can. "
The person inside the room didn't wake up.
"I divided the weakest soul of the three souls, the earth soul, into two halves. I gave one half to you and the other half to Mo Ran. If your lives are smooth, these two halves of the soul won't affect you too much. But if the Eight Distresses Everlasting Hatred continues to invade, or if there is chaos in the human world, then I will try to fuse these two halves of the soul together again. "
If he didn't guess wrong, the moment the two halves of the soul were fused, the Eight Distresses Everlasting Hatred in Mo Ran's body would be completely destroyed and removed. And after the two halves of the earth soul were fused, he would recover the memories of his previous life.
Chu Wanning said, "Don't blame me for sharing these things with you. If possible, I also hope that you won't remember them again. But … … "
He didn't say anything else and only sighed softly.
Then he went to do the third thing.
This thing was the final barrier — — he went to find Huaizui. He gave Huaizui an incense burner that he had already started making.
In that incense burner, he used the Soul Fusion Technique. This kind of secret technique would draw on the deepest memories in his subconscious and stimulate the two halves of the soul to fuse together again.
Chu Wanning wasn't very sure what his deepest memories were. He felt that there were too many. Perhaps it was the great battle when the relationship between master and disciple had broken down. Perhaps it was the experience of being made into a blood hourglass after being defeated by Mo Ran. Perhaps it was the pain of being humiliated by Mo Ran for the first time. There were too many. Sometimes, people couldn't even see themselves clearly.
He repeatedly told Huaizui to seal the incense burner in the cave of Dragon Blood Mountain. If there was anything strange in the human world, he had to bring him and Mo Ran together.
After doing all this, Chu Wanning's time was up. Time and space had the ability to heal itself. Unless there was a destructive tear, the gap would close.
He actually really wanted to stay here, stay in this clean and peaceful human world where nothing had happened.
But Chu Wanning knew that he didn't belong here. He wouldn't do anything that went against the principles of the Forbidden Technique for his own selfish desires and for the sake of warmth.
He left.
He left behind the good dreams of the world behind him and didn't look back.
"Grandmaster Chu."
Returning to his own era, Chu Wanning had just come out of the crack in the back of the mountain and concealed the traces of his spiritual energy when he saw a man in red walking along the bluestone path. It was the old servant who served Mo Ran, Liu Gong.
"Where did the Grandmaster go? It's easy to find him. "
Chu Wanning asked, "Where is he?"
"In the Red Lotus Pavilion."
When he went to find him, Mo Ran was sitting with his eyes closed under the Chinese wisteria. Seeing him enter, he slowly raised his face. He waved at him.
"Come here."
Chu Wanning pursed his lips, his expression indifferent as usual. "You didn't like the music? It ended so early. "
"There's nothing to like," Mo Ran said. "After listening to it, it was just a few tunes. I was tired. "
He opened his sleeves and pulled Chu Wanning into his arms. Mo Ran didn't ask where he went. After all, Chu Wanning had never been docile. It would be strange if he stayed in the pavilion and didn't move.
He forced Chu Wanning to sit on his lap, kissed the man in his arms on the cheek, and then buried his head in the man's neck.
"I had a dream just now," said Li Yunmu with a smile.
"… In the dream, you were teaching me how to write."
Chu Wanning was stunned, his heartbeat suddenly stopped. But at the moment, the Emperor Ta was immersed in his own memories and couldn't extricate himself, so he didn't notice the strangeness. He just continued to speak, his tone light, but with a touch of sadness that even he didn't notice.
"I couldn't write a word well after four or five times. You were very angry, but you didn't give up on me." Mo Ran said, "Then you held my hand, and flowers floated in from the window, I saw …"
He was so immersed in that dream that he didn't even call himself 'I' anymore.
Mo Ran paused, his expression was Aokiji's.
"I saw it written on the paper, 'Seeing a letter is like seeing a book,'"
When he said this, he suddenly grinned. It was hard to say whether the smile was happy or ferocious.
"This kind of thing can only be seen in dreams."
He looked up and met Chu Wanning's eyes, which were full of worries. Gradually, he recovered the Emperor Ta's coldness, "Do you know why I suddenly wanted to see you?"
"…"
He reached out and touched Chu Wanning's cold cheek.
"In that dream, you looked very good." The Emperor Ta said lightly, "You looked so good that I couldn't forget it. So I wanted to see the real you. "
Chu Wanning lowered his eyes.
"I'm afraid that I don't hate you. I want to hate you." Mo Ran said, "Otherwise I …"
Suddenly, he was speechless. Otherwise what?
Otherwise, I won't be able to forgive myself anymore. Otherwise, I won't know how to move forward. Otherwise, I won't know how to continue this broken life.
I have to hate you. I didn't change, and I didn't hate wrong.
"Wanning." He finally closed his eyes and sighed, "In the end, only you and I are left in this world."
For a moment, his heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. Chu Wanning was about to speak when he suddenly felt that he missed a step on the edge of the cliff and fell down. He suddenly woke up from his dream!
Chu Wanning suddenly opened his eyes. What entered his eyes was pitch black. He could hear his own drumming heartbeat. Cold sweat trickled down his back. It was as if the gloomy and cold face of the Celestial Trampling Emperor was still in front of him.
His entire body trembled as he panted slightly. The memories of his past life surged in, causing the hairs on his back to stand on end, causing him to tremble with fear. However, these memories did not stop there, and continued to crazily rush towards him.
His Adam's apple moved. Where … was he?
Where was he …
Why couldn't he see him? Why was everything in front of him black?
His consciousness was in a mess. After a while, Chu Wanning finally vaguely remembered what happened at Dragon Blood Mountain.
He slowly regained his senses and murmured, "Mo Ran …"
At this moment, his cheek was suddenly touched by a warm and soft hand.
That hand lifted his chin and stretched out a thumb to rub his lips. Chu Wanning heard a voice that had obviously been cast with the Sound Changing Spell. It was gently laughing at him.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. You're finally awake."
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