At the foot of Qing Yun Hill.
That layer of strange dark clouds in the firmament had already dispersed but the cloud layer was still very thick, from the dark sky, heavy rain was still pouring, scouring this seemingly lonely mortal world.
In the wilderness, the wind was strong and the rain was heavy. The chill was bone-piercing. Not long ago, there was an abandoned morgue. After a soul-stirring and intense battle, it had completely turned into ruins. Even the ground under their feet was overturned due to the destruction caused by the huge magic power. After being washed by the wind and rain, it became dirty mud.
The sky was dark, there was not a trace of light, in the wilderness, in the wind and rain, there was only a faint blue light, glimmering slightly.
Anan who had always loved cleanliness, her white clothes were already stained by mud but she did not seem to mind, not far from her, Tian BuYi's body lay quietly, his eyes were closed, so peaceful like he was asleep. The wind and rain hit his face, the sound of sobbing in the wind, seemed to be crying.
Ghost Li still had not woken up, with the faint blue light of TianYa, one could see that his face was as pale as a dead person and his expression, was filled with agony, if not for the slight rise and fall of his chest, one would have thought it was an illusion. Right now, his body was in Lu XueQi's embrace, TianYa quietly glowed, at the tiny places around Lu XueQi and Ghost Li, it propped up a small gap, an invisible force blocked the raindrops.
And not far in front of them, the monkey Xiao Hui also lost its usual liveliness, quietly sitting on the ground, the rain from the sky drenched its fur, from time to time water droplets flowed past its face and body, dripping onto the ground. A gust of cold wind blew over, Xiao Hui's three eyes blinked, seemed to feel the cold, quietly moved closer to Ghost Li's body.
Anan quietly looked up, glanced at Xiao Hui and then stretched out her hand, gently carried Xiao Hui into TianYa light, let it lay on Ghost Li's body. Xiao Hui looked at Lu XueQi, made soft sounds and then its head gently drooped down, leaned on Ghost Li's chest. Its head turned to the side, its eyes watching not far ahead, Tian BuYi's body.
Like a dream? Like an illusion!
It was like a long and distant dream, but there was no joy at all, because when it came to the end, it turned out to be a nightmare.
Ghost Li's body moved, the sadness on his pale face deepened, the next moment, following a groan of pain, he slowly woke up.
There was a light in front of him, a light blue brilliance that floated and lingered around him.
There were sounds all around. It was the sound of wind and rain. The wind blew and the rain battered.
Xiao Hui who was leaning on Ghost Li's chest suddenly straightened up, looked at Ghost Li.
The cold wind blew again.
Ghost Li trembled slightly and then he saw Anan's gaze, that face as pale as his, in this stormy night, the only person who accompanied him.
The corner of Ghost Li's mouth, trembled slightly.
The pain in his chest had lessened a lot, Ghost Li glanced at his chest, saw seven or eight pieces of white bandages of different sizes wrapped around his chest, looked like they were torn from his clothes. And right now his consciousness was gradually waking up, very quickly he realized the broken bones in his chest, had all been reconnected. Just that Tian BuYi's palm was really not a small matter, his entire body's energy channels were injured, although Anan had treated him after the incident but most likely he would need many days of recuperation before he could recover.
With that thought, he subconsciously turned and looked, very quickly saw his mentor who had nurtured him until he grew up. Ghost Li did not speak, he seemed to not even have the strength to speak. In the storm, Tian BuYi's face was splashed with water, quietly lying in the dirty mud.
Who knew, after his death, he would be like this?
A low hoarse cry came from his throat, Ghost Li's body rolled down from Anan's embrace, landed in the mud and then struggled to crawl towards Tian BuYi's body. Lu XueQi was startled and instinctively pulled him forward. But when her hand touched Ghost Li's body, she heard Ghost Li say in a low voice:
"Don't pull me."
Anan stood dumbstruck, slowly retracted her hand, her eyes watched Ghost Li, followed him all the way, watched Ghost Li leave TianYa's halo, step by step he struggled to crawl towards Tian BuYi's body. The storm was merciless, biting cold came, very quickly drenched his body, along the way, the muddy mud also splashed all over his body.
Xiao Hui followed beside Ghost Li, looking at its master's state, it seemed to be anxious, occasionally jumped to Ghost Li, stretched out its hands to try to pull him but Ghost Li's body was too big compared to Xiao Hui, Xiao Hui could not exert its strength, couldn't help but became anxious, [Zi zi zi zi] called out a few times.
Finally, Ghost Li crawled to Tian BuYi's side, where his hands touched, was already cold. Ghost Li clenched his teeth tightly, his body also trembled slightly, his eyes, carefully assessed Tian BuYi, like a man returning from a long journey, in the end only left with despair.
From his face, water droplets dripped down, landed on Tian BuYi's already stiff face.
The storm became heavier.
His eyes, slowly landed on Tian BuYi's chest, although his clothes had been tidied but that huge and terrible wound, was still a ghastly sight, Ghost Li as if he was stabbed, his body froze.
Then, he slowly turned and looked behind.
Behind, Lu XueQi's lonely and mournful figure, in the storm, she silently faced Ghost Li's gaze, her face pale and bloodless, her hands in her sleeves, tightly clenched into fists, nails deeply embedded into her skin.
That moment of gazing, what kind of heartache was it?
The expression on Ghost Li's face, gradually became blank, even the initial pain and sadness, also gradually disappeared, only blankness. He blankly turned his head, once again looked at Tian BuYi, the storm blew, Tian BuYi's face, unknowingly, was splashed with a few drops of mud on the ground.
Ghost Li slowly stretched out his hand, wiped away the rain on Tian BuYi's face, when he touched Tian BuYi's cold skin, his hand seemed to be scalded by fire, instinctively shrunk back, then again stretched out, carefully, carefully wiped away the mud and rain on Tian BuYi's face.
Then, he propped up his body, crawled closer to his mentor's body, using his own chest, shielded Tian BuYi from the storm, no longer letting the bitter rain, touch his body.
Anan silently watched everything he did, did not stop, on her beautiful face, there was only desolation.
"When I was young, my family broke up and died …" Ghost Li's voice, suddenly came from the storm, he spoke very slowly, as if every word, rolled in his heart countless of times before he slowly spat them out.
Anan quietly approached him, while Ghost Li's body did not move, still shielding Tian BuYi from the wind and rain.
"It was Master, he brought me back to Big Bamboo Valley, taught me and raised me, his kindness, I will never be able to repay him in this lifetime."
Ghost Li's body, swayed a little, not knowing if it was because of the fatigue after the injury, he could not support the wind and rain. Anan's expression changed, stretched out her hand to support him, but when her hand touched Ghost Li's body, Ghost Li slightly moved to the side, avoiding her.
Anan's hand, froze in the air.
Ghost Li strenuously carried Tian BuYi's body, deeply hugged his head in his arms, at the same time, his face, revealed a deep pain, his mouth only softly muttering to himself.
Lu XueQi stood beside him, even in the storm, she could still hear his words clearly, Ghost Li only repeated one sentence over and over again:
"In this lifetime, I will never be able to repay … in this lifetime, I will never be able to repay …"
Anan's lips, trembled slightly, her eyes, swept past Tian BuYi's face, who would know, on the same night, this person also smiled and talked to her, made a promise to her, made her in the despair, saw the glimmer of hope.
That slash, that wound ….
But the number of people injured, was not only one!
She smiled sadly, turned around, her body involuntarily swayed a few times, her delicate brows wrinkled, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Drops of blood, fell on her chest clothes, also fell on the ground, just that the wind and rain were heartless, not long after, the blood was corroded by the rain and disappeared.
She looked up at the sky, the cold raindrops fell on her face, the firmament was like ink, pitch-black.
Wasn't it almost daybreak?
But why, in this world, until now, other than this lonely wind and rain, what was left, was only pitch-black?
Anan's tears, in the wind and rain, quietly rolled down.
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