It was dark, and the old trees were withered.
A man in snow-white clothes stood in front of a small bluestone tombstone in a cemetery on the outskirts of Lin 'an City. The tombstone was covered with a layer of dust because it was not taken care of. The words carved on it were not very deep, and the handwriting on the edges was worn.
Murong Chuyi looked at it quietly.
The tombstone was set up by the owner of the Wine Fragrance Restaurant. Therefore, there were no titles such as "loving mother" or "loving wife" on it. There were only four simple words on it.
Chu Lian's Tomb.
He followed the owner's instructions to find it. This was the first time he saw his biological mother after 30 years of wandering.
He once complained that his mother was heartless and abandoned him at the gate of the temple. He did not understand why she was so cold-blooded.
It turned out that it was not like that.
Murong Chuyi slowly knelt in front of Chu Lian's tombstone. He raised his slender fingers and stroked the dust on the tombstone. He wanted to call out to his mother, but when his lips moved, no sound came out.
He had never called anyone mother. It had been more than 30 years. Suddenly, there was a tombstone that he could call out, but he could not say it easily.
It was just a simple word.
It was like a sharp thorn in his throat, making him feel pain and bitterness, but he could not make a sound.
He took a moment to calm down and closed his eyes. Then, he condensed spiritual power on his fingertips and slowly traced the words "Chu Lian's Tomb". The stone powder fell, and the faint traces on the tombstone became deeper. It was as if the words were carved into his heart.
Chu Lian's Tomb.
So that was her name.
Next to Chu Lian's tomb was another tombstone without a name. It was the tombstone that the owner gave to Chu Lian, who was killed, to thank him for a meal. He did not even dare to inscribe words on the tombstone because he was afraid of being discovered. He only carved a small lotus on the tombstone.
Murong Chuyi raised his hand and touched his arm and left arm through his spotless white clothes.
He always hoped that he had a home.
These two tombstones in this cemetery were the result of his painstaking search. It was extremely cold.
It wasn't that he hadn't thought of looking for the surviving youngest son that the shopkeeper had mentioned, but when he found out that he was surrounded by wives and children and had a happy family, he felt that his appearance would probably be like his appearance in the Yue Clan, in an extremely awkward position. Other people's lives were already full, so he didn't need to add to it.
He knelt down in front of the tombstone. His usually clear mind was in a mess. Hatred, resentment, unwillingness, disappointment, and pain. His heart felt like it was about to burst from all these emotions. He couldn't think clearly and could only sit there in a daze.
The moon was bright, the stars were sparse, and the withered vines were dim.
He raised his hand to touch his mother again, but it was just a cold gravestone. The home he found was also cold.
"Back then, their entire family wasn't moving at all. Instead, some high official or noble in the capital had taken a liking to them and kidnapped their two daughters. Duke Chu was eager to protect his daughter, so he was killed by them. His youngest son was also thrown into the haystack to fend for himself. "
"While fleeing in a panic, Miss Chu fell down a steep slope and into the Five Poisons Abyss."
"When I was in the outskirts of Lin 'an City, I … I found the body of the Chu Clan's father. His head was separated from his body …"
Every word he heard just now echoed in his ears like a curse. Murong Chuyi suddenly felt hatred. He stood up and suddenly gathered a ball of flame in his palm.
Suddenly, he heard rustling footsteps behind him.
Someone stopped not far behind him and called out to him in a low voice, "Mr. Murong."
Murong Chuyi suddenly turned around. His eyes were like lightning as he said sternly, "Who?!"
Mo Xi stood between two rows of tombstones, looking at him from a distance.
Murong Chuyi narrowed his eyes slightly, "… Why are you here?"
"I was also at the Wine Fragrance Restaurant at dusk today."
Murong Chuyi's expression suddenly became sharp. He already had a very fierce appearance. At this moment, he was on guard and his eyes were threatening. He seemed even more unapproachable than usual.
"You heard …"
"I heard you."
A golden light burst out from his palm and instantly turned into a long sword. Murong Chuyi frowned and waved his hand without saying anything. In an instant, a ray of sword energy was aimed at Mo Xi.
However, Mo Mie opened up a barrier and blocked it outside the realm.
The golden sword energy collided with the red barrier, causing sparks to fly. Mo Xi looked at him and said, "Murong, I'm not here to fight with you. I'm also not someone who stands beside the Yue Juntian. If I were, I wouldn't need to appear in front of you. "
Murong Chuyi's attack didn't hit its target. He flicked his sleeve and withdrew his attack. He held his sword in front of him, his expression full of caution.
"Then what are you doing here?" Murong Chuyi narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Pleading for mercy for the Yue Juntian?"
"You should know that I don't get along with him."
"…"
"He's been in the same court as me for so many years, but I've never formed an alliance with him. I've never had a personal relationship with him. We've never even exchanged a few words. You should know all of this. "
Murong Chuyi didn't say anything. However, the hissing spiritual energy on his sword had somewhat subsided.
After a while, Murong Chuyi held his sword behind him. However, his expression was still tense. He stared at Mo Xi and said, "The Yue Juntian is muddle-headed and tyrannical. He's monopolized the land for so many years and caused the destruction of other people's families. I must settle this score with him."
Mo Xi nodded and said, "If I were you, I would think the same."
Murong Chuyi said, "Then why are you blocking my way?"
Mo Xi asked, "If I didn't stop you, would you immediately go to the Yue Juntian to denounce him and kill your enemy?"
Murong Chuyi said sternly, "Can't I?"
"If you take revenge like this, whether it's your mother or your grandfather, what kind of justice will you get? Murong, you should know that the most important thing to do is to report this matter to His Majesty. The Yue Juntian harmed the people of his land for his own selfish desires. This is already immoral. After the fact, he hid it from His Majesty. These are two serious crimes. His Majesty won't tolerate it. "
Murong Chuyi glared at him with red eyes. "If he won't tolerate it, then what will happen? Will he be sentenced to death? Will he be killed? None of these will happen. He'll only be punished lightly. From then on, the blood debt will be written off. You think I haven't thought of this? "
"Also, don't tell me that His Majesty will punish him according to the law," Murong Chuyi said coldly. "When the Yue Juntian raped my mother, where was the law? When he killed my family, where was the law? When he did this, he didn't follow the law at all. When it comes to me, I have to follow the law. Isn't that right? "
Mo Xi looked at him. After a while, he said, "Okay."
"If you don't want to listen to me and insist on taking revenge with your own hands, then go ahead." As he said this, he stepped aside. "I won't stop you."
"… …"
"But Murong, have you ever thought about the consequences of your actions?"
"The Yue Juntian is dead. Your revenge has been avenged. But you will definitely be sentenced to death. You may think that it doesn't matter if you sacrifice a little, but what about Yue Chenqing? "
"For Yue Chenqing, no matter how despicable the Yue Juntian is, he is still his father. And you have always been his fourth uncle, whom he respected. You killed his father, and then you were imprisoned for this reason. After autumn, you were executed. What do you think will happen to Yue Chenqing? "
Murong Chuyi's eyes dimmed. After a while, he said in a low voice, "I have never seen Yue Chenqing as my nephew. Whether he is happy or in pain, it has nothing to do with me. "
"Is that so? So heartless. " Mo Xi said, "Then why did you risk your life to save his life on Bat Island?"
"I-"
Mo Xi said, "You and the Yue Juntian have settled your personal grudge, and the Yue Clan is in chaos. Yue Chenqing will not have an easy time. Besides that … "
He paused for a moment.
"Besides Yue Chenqing, there is another person who doesn't want you to lick the blood on your blade."
"Are you talking about the surviving son of the Chu Clan?" Murong Chuyi looked up and said, "Then you are wrong. He has a wife and a son. His life is peaceful. I have no intention of disrupting his life. Whether I lick the blood on my blade or not, whether I kill the Yue Juntian or not, it has nothing to do with him. "
"No." Mo Xi said, "I am talking about another person."
"…" Murong Chuyi looked at him in confusion.
Mo Xi glanced at the tombstone and said, "Senior Chu Lian's younger sister was saved by the late Lord Wangshu. Although she is no longer here, she left a child in this world. He's also your cousin. "
Murong Chuyi was stunned for a moment, as if he could not swallow the meaning of this sentence. When he finally reacted, his eyes widened slightly.
"You should have heard that the late Lord Wangshu fell in love with a girl from Lin 'an. However, the Yue Juntian repeatedly intervened and made things difficult for him. In the end, he had no choice but to break up with her. That girl is Senior Chu Lian's younger sister. "
Murong Chuyi could not believe it, "She and Senior Wangshu … had a child?"
"Yes." Mo Xi said, "In fact, after knowing the cause and effect, it is not difficult to understand why the Yue Juntian tried so hard to slander her identity at that time, causing Senior Wangshu to be unable to marry her. Although Senior Chu Lian gave her younger sister the Nepenthe powder, the effect of the Nepenthe powder is not necessarily permanent. The Yue Juntian was afraid that Chu Lian's younger sister would one day regain her memory and make everything public. At that time, with Senior Wangshu's support, it would not be so easy for the Yue Juntian to fool them. "
Murong Chuyi, "…"
"Senior Chu Lian's younger sister, her child … Your brother, he is like you. He has been alone for thirty years … Mr. Murong, he needs you. "
"He also wants to acknowledge you."
Under the moonlight, this man, who was usually handsome and dignified, was as pale as a sheet of paper. Even his thin lips were pale.
Murong Chuyi said, "How did you know …"
"It's a long story, but please believe that I did not lie to you. Because his shoulder is the same as yours, the same as the mark on this tombstone. They both have the same lotus petal mark. "
Murong Chuyi's face was extremely pale. After a while, he said, "… Who is he? Murong Lian? "
"No, it's Gu Mang."
"!" The silk shoes moved slightly, and he could not help but take a step back in shock. Murong Chuyi said, "Him? He … How … How … "
Mo Xi said, "He is not a traitor, nor is he an evil person. It's just that it is difficult to explain all kinds of reasons. Now, the black demon aura on his body is getting stronger and stronger. If he suffers another blow, I'm afraid he will lose his mind and completely mutate. I am by his side. Although I can support him, you are his blood relative. There are some things that you can give that I can't. "
Murong Chuyi's eyes moved slightly, as if he was suppressing something that was almost breaking him. His eyes were extremely complicated.
After a while, he said, "Did he also come to Lin 'an with you?"
"Yes." Mo Xi said, "… If you are willing to recognize him, he will be very happy."
"Murong, Gu Mang is different from others. If you think that others don't need you, I can't say anything. But he needs you. "
"It's been thirty years … Let him call you brother."
Murong Chuyi suddenly closed his eyes. After a while, he raised his head and said hoarsely, "Lord Xi He, I have always … disliked to have close personal relationships with people, and I don't know what relatives are. Not to mention the revenge of Yue Juntian … "
Mo Xi said, "So you would rather lose your brother and use your own way to take revenge for the personal grudge from thirty years ago?"
Murong Chuyi pursed his lips and did not speak again.
After a long time, he finally said, "I can see him."
"But tomorrow, everyone in the Yue Clan will go to the Muddy Sky Cave to worship. I can only meet him the day after tomorrow."
Mo Xi was slightly relieved and said, "Okay. I will go and talk to him. "
Seeing that Murong Chuyi did not refuse, Mo Xi asked again, "Then the Yue Juntian …"
"Don't worry." Murong Chuyi lowered his eyes and said after a while, "The Yue Juntian … No matter what, I will deal with it after I meet with Gu Mang."
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