Chapter 1060
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Muyan glances at Qin Jiu, then looks at Luo Yu next to her.
Qin Jiu lowers her head, avoiding her line of sight.
Luo Yu also has a confused expression.
Clearly, Luo Yu also doesn't know what the [curse] is.
She frowns, but in the end, she doesn't ask anything. She turns around and returns to her room.
As soon as the exhausted Muyan returns to her room, she falls into a deep sleep.
She doesn't realize that a gaze has been watching Chu Moli's room since she was playing the zither.
Until she leaves, it still follows her back, until she completely disappears behind the door.
"Master, is she … the person you're looking for?" Chi Wen's voice no longer has its usual vulgarity, leaving only a deep solemnity.
Luo Yunxiao looks up at the silver moon and stars, his handsome face without any expression.
However, his pitch-black eyes were bottomless and seemed to contain ripples.
Just when Chi Wen thinks that her master won't answer, she hears the man's low and faintly discernible voice, "Perhaps … in the unseen world … no one can escape …"
… …
The next morning, Muyan yawns and goes out. She's about to go to Tianguang Ruins to learn swordsmanship from her junior martial uncle.
As soon as she goes out, she gets a fright.
She sees a handsome man sitting outside her door.
The man is sitting in a wheelchair, with an easel in front of him. He's holding a brush in his hand, painting on the canvas.
But the problem is that it's dawn, and the direction he's facing is pitch-black. There's nothing there.
Is he painting a ghost?
"Third brother, you … have you recovered from your illness?" Muyan cautiously asks, "Why did you come out to paint so early? Why didn't you sleep a bit more?"
Chu Moli's hands don't stop, and his eyes don't even glance at her.
However, he said indifferently, "I heard what you said in the zither yesterday."
"What?"
Chu Moli turns around to look at her. Muyan doesn't know how to describe that look.
It's tsundere, expectant, and also has a trace of neurotic willfulness.
"You said that one day, the curse on me will be removed?"
Muyan's body stiffens, and she touches her nose, "Third brother, your hearing is really good. I thought you were already immersed in a dream!"
Chu Moli coldly snorts, "Since you said it, you have to take responsibility."
"Cough … Third Senior Brother should at least tell me what the curse is."
When Mu Yan asked this, the expression on Chu Moli's face visibly dimmed.
He stared blankly at the dark night sky for a long time before he said with flagging interest, "Little Junior Sister, I was just joking with you just now. If you're late, Young Martial Uncle won't let you off. "
Mu Yan frowns.
Why were Eldest Brother and Third Brother unwilling to mention the curse?
Just how terrifying was the curse? Was it scarier than gut-piercing poison or Gu worms?
She hesitantly wanted to leave, but just as she took a step forward, she couldn't help but turn back.
"Third Senior Brother, I really can't remove the curse on you right now." Word by word, she said resolutely, "But in the future, every time you have an attack, I will definitely be by your side and weave your dreams with the music of the zither, so that you will suffer less."
"Even if I can't be by your side, I will definitely think of a way to reduce your pain. Do you trust me? "
Chu Moli suddenly raised his head and stared straight at her. "You, who exactly are you?"
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