Chapter 27 Wei Yin looked at this unfamiliar court with wide eyes…

Wei Yin stared blankly at the young man walking towards her. As if to let her see his face more clearly, the young man tilted the green umbrella in his hand upwards, revealing his tall, thin brow bone. The gloom in his eyes looked somewhat familiar to her, but she couldn't remember who he was. Suddenly, the green umbrella in the young man's hand emitted several sword-like sounds. Wei Yin's mind conjured up images of long-necked venomous snakes. She instantly turned pale and instinctively covered her head and squatted down.

Seeing that Wei Yin was so terrified by A Zhu's memories before her death that she lost her mind, Lu Hun tightened his grip on the umbrella.

Afraid of startling her, he dared not make a sound and could only patiently stand beside her.

Although Wei Yin's head was buried in her knees, she sensed that the young man was standing beside her. Strangely, he did nothing, just stood there motionless like a pine tree.

After a long while, seeing that he was being too silent, Wei Yin finally mustered up the courage to quietly raise her eyes and peek at him.

Wei Yin was extremely cautious, as if even a butterfly could startle her. Lu Hun had no choice but to slowly squat down in front of her and say in an even gentler tone than usual, "Sister Wei, you're trapped in A-Zhu's memories and can't get out. Shall I take you out?"

Wei Yin opened her eyes like a young child and gently shook her head: "No, I want to go to a place with lots and lots of lights."

"Why do we need to go to a place with lots of lights?" Lu Hun asked patiently.

"It's too dark." Wei Yin lowered her eyes and said sadly, "Snakes tried to bite me, but when I found the light, the snakes didn't dare to bite me anymore. However, I can't get out of here no matter what."

"Is that so?" Lu Hun stretched out a thin, bony hand and coaxed, as if to a child, "I know where there are lots and lots of lights. Shall I take you to see them?"

Wei Yin hesitated.

Lu Hun thought for a moment and said, "That lamp is extremely bright; it can shine all the way up to the sky."

Wei Yin stared wide-eyed, seemingly unable to believe that such a bright light could exist.

She looked at the gentle, silent young man before her, then looked back at the dark, endless mountain path. After hesitating for a moment, she finally placed her hand into his cold palm.

They descended the mountain path, one after the other.

Enter the desolate city.

In the dead of night, the desolate city of Huangzhou was dark and quiet. Everyone in the city was asleep, and only the voice of the night watchman could be heard occasionally. There were no other voices.

Lu Hun led Wei Yin into an official school. Inside, the students and teachers had all gone to sleep. Even the most diligent students couldn't stay awake any longer and were resting at this hour.

Wei Yin looked bewildered: "There are no lights here."

Lu Hun did not speak immediately, but looked down at his palm. There were already two long wounds on his hand. Then, he transformed the green umbrella into the Po Jun sword and used the tip of the sword to stab two more long wounds on his palm without hesitation. Black blood seeped out from his palm.

His face turned even paler in an instant.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He took a breath, calmed himself down, and then pulled Wei Yin closer, wiping the black blood from his hand onto her eyes.

Wei Yin felt a slight pain from the blood stinging him. Not knowing what he was going to do, she was so frightened that she tried to push him away. However, the boy looked thin as a bone, but he was incredibly strong and she couldn't move him an inch.

Wei Yin was only relieved when the boy let go of her, and immediately went to wipe her eyes.

Lu Hun stopped her: "Don't wipe it, open your eyes and you'll see the light."

Wei Yin paused, and slowly lowered her hand from her eyes. When she opened her eyes, there was an open window in front of her. Inside the window, an old scholar was sleeping. The old scholar had a long beard and a broad face. The bookshelves beside him were piled high with books.

However, what happened next was even more surprising.

Strands of multicolored light pierced through the old scholar's head, gradually growing thicker and rising higher, over the rooftop, almost reaching the clouds, making it as bright as day.

Wei Yin's eyes lit up, and the sadness and despair in her heart were slowly dispelled by the blazing light.

Why is his head glowing?

Lu Hun gazed quietly at her face, which had regained its radiance, and answered earnestly: "During the day, when people are busy making a living, their spirit is suppressed. Only when they are asleep, when all thoughts are extinguished, can their primordial spirit become clear. The books a scholar reads will then begin to shine, word by word, emanating from above, as brilliant as brocade. If one's learning is profound and one's virtue high, then the light above one's head will grow brighter and brighter with the increase in learning and knowledge. The highest level almost reaches the clouds, vying with the stars and the moon for brilliance. However, such people are few and far between throughout the ages. But if the books one reads are entirely corrupt and depraved, and one's character is corrupt, then the light will gradually diminish, even becoming dim and gloomy."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yin hurriedly went to look at other rooms.

Some students and teachers had a beam of light that was half a zhang, one zhang, or two zhang above their heads, but many others only had a dark haze, and nothing could be seen. Some had only one color, while others had two or three colors.

However, none of them had the brilliance or variety of colors of the light emanating from the old scholar's head.

As far as the eye could see, the entire school was filled with all sorts of lights, looking like rows of lamps from a distance.

Wei Yin didn't even blink, looking here and there.

This person wasn't lying to her; there really were many lights.

Lu Hun stood silently behind Wei Yin. She was looking at the lamps, while he gazed at her beautiful face, which was shrouded in various lights, and the red mole between her eyebrows.

However, he quickly remembered something and restrained himself from looking down.

Wei Yin watched for half an hour. The blood in her eyes gradually dried, and the light disappeared again. Seeing this, she immediately grabbed Lu Hun's hand nervously, "Apply some more to me, I want to see more."

Lu Hun didn't say anything, but directly used the tip of his sword to draw two more bloody marks.

This time, Wei Yin didn't need him to forcibly pull her to wipe it. She took the initiative to press her face against his palm, closed her eyes, and rubbed her face against his hand again and again.

After his blood was smeared back on, the surroundings lit up again.

Tired of standing, she simply pulled Lu Hun to sit on a large rock and started watching.

Lu Hun let her have her way from beginning to end, and apart from the initial question about why people's heads were glowing, he remained silent and quiet.

Wei Yin is currently in a daze and has no memories of her own. Seeing that the boy who took her to see the lanterns is always quiet, with his melancholy eyes downcast and not talkative, she asked him a question.

Why do you always look so sad?

Lu Hun hadn't expected her to ask this so suddenly.

He looked up in surprise.

If Wei Yin remembered who the boy in front of her was, she wouldn't dare to ask him that question. But now her mind was blank, and she was acting on instinct. She opened her extremely curious eyes and stared at him expectantly.

Lu Hun lowered his eyelashes again, staring blankly at his palm, where there were already several long bloodstains. When he looked down, the long ribbon on the scarf above his head would fall from his neck to his shoulder.

Wei Yin subconsciously hooked a ribbon next to her and wrapped it around her finger.

Just then, Lu Hun suddenly spoke in a profound tone.

Would you like to hear a story?

"story?"

Wei Yin didn't know why he brought this up, but she still nodded.

Lu Hun's gaze darkened.

About ten or twenty years ago, there lived a family in the capital: a husband, wife, and an elderly mother. The husband was a scholar; though he hadn't achieved academic success in his youth, he studied diligently and often earned extra money by tutoring. He was very good-natured, and although he and his wife had no children, they were very loving. One year, this scholar went to tutor the young master of a newly moved-to-the-capital official's family. This family was very generous, not only offering generous tuition but also treating the young man kindly. However, the son and wife of the head of the household did not have a harmonious relationship... The man was a womanizer and even threatened to divorce his wife and remarry. The mistress of the house, seeing the scholar and his wife's harmonious relationship, was very envious. One Mid-Autumn Festival night, the scholar was invited to stay for drinks and crabs. The mistress was enraged when her husband brought home a woman of questionable status. After getting drunk, she saw the scholar drinking a pot of osmanthus wine with a unique flavor, and he even brought some back for his wife to try. Filled with grief and resentment, the mistress seized the opportunity to get the scholar completely drunk, lit aphrodisiac incense, and secretly had an affair with him, hiding it from her husband's family.

Wei Yin frowned.

Lu Hun lowered his head, making it impossible to see his expression, but his voice grew softer and softer.

"Later, the mistress of the household became pregnant with the child of this scholar."

"Huh?" Wei Yin paused. "This scholar and his wife were very loving, but the mistress of the household had a child with him. Did the scholar's wife find out later? And what about the child? Was it born?"

Lu Hun seemed unwilling to continue, and he shook his head: "I don't know."

Wei Yin was stunned.

Lu Hun closed his eyes, his face calm, as if he had no intention of speaking again. Wei Yin looked at him. The school was brightly lit.

In the blink of an eye, the official school and all the light disappeared. The large rock she was sitting on turned into the corner of the wall outside the stone house, and beside her were Hu Datian, Hu Dali, Liu Shi and others who were trapped in Azhu's memories.

Wei Yin then remembered.

She was Wei Yin, the wife of He Wenqing, the top scholar in the imperial examination.

Wei Yin quickly recalled what had happened in the official school before she woke up. She immediately looked at Lu Hun, who was sitting next to her with his eyes closed. His face was much paler than usual, and the bloodstains on his palms had dried.

In the official school, Wei Yin had no memory of him, did not know who he was, and could not understand the story he was telling.

Now she realized, could the story he told be about his Lu family?

That child...

Seeing that she was staring at his hands, Lu Hun paused for a moment, then subtly put his hands behind his back: "How is it? Do you remember?"

Wei Yin nodded: "I was just scared and trapped in Azhu's memories?"

Lu Hun hummed in agreement.

Wei Yin turned her head and saw Ah Lang and Ah Yu standing beside Ah Zhu, coldly looking at everyone.

Meanwhile, Hu Datian and the others also woke up. Hu Datian's eyes were blank: "So, it was Afu who released the snakes that killed Azhu and scared her into going crazy!"

When Hu Dali and Liu Shi saw the truth, they turned pale. When Afu woke up, he was terrified and kept scratching his body with his fingers while screaming in terror, "There's a snake! There's a snake!"