Chapter 112

The wind blew in the forest and a light rain fell. The wind and rain made the leaves in the forest rustle. Xiao Mo met Chu Jinglan's cold eyes and felt a dull pain in his heart.

Not for myself, but for Chu Jinglan.

He whispered, "Do you often have hallucinations?"

Chu Jinglan's voice was colder than the raindrops: "I am asking you."

Xiao Mo had been thinking about how to explain his identity since a while ago, and now he had an answer: "I'm actually not sure, I just know that I'm a strange spirit with nowhere to go. I happened to pass by the Chu family, and out of curiosity I went in to take a look. No one could see me, but you could, so naturally I wanted to follow you and talk to you."

Spirit... Xiao Mo's former inner demon spirit was also very special.

Chu Jinglan heard these two words and only he knew what he was thinking. After listening to Xiao Mo's explanation, he said nothing and kept the sword pointed at Xiao Mo steadily without retracting it.

Suddenly, his hand moved.

But he did not retract the sword. Instead, he suddenly stabbed at Xiao Mo with the sword, bringing with it a bone-chilling chill.

Xiao Mo stood there motionless, neither resisting nor dodging.

The sword seemed to be coming with great force, as if it was going to kill him, but in the end it just grazed his neck and did not pierce his vital parts.

When he first appeared as an inner demon in this life, Chu Jinglan also attacked him with a sword. However, at that time Xiao Mo was afraid of the murder weapon and had to give up everything, so he did not move. But this time was not the case.

He knew Chu Jinglan too well. A sword that looked fierce but had no murderous intent could not scare him at all.

Chu Jinglan was surprised to see that Xiao Mo did not move from beginning to end, so he crossed the sword and pressed down on Xiao Mo's shoulder. As expected, the sword pierced through Xiao Mo's shoulder as if it hit air.

A spirit who can use magic, but cannot hurt himself.

Chu Jinglan retracted his sword, turned around and continued weeding: "Don't follow me."

Xiao Mo did not leave and continued to pick the other half of the grass. Chu Jinglan treated him as air and did not answer Xiao Mo's previous question.

This is just the sea of ​​consciousness, where the speed of time flows differently from that of the outside world, just like when you dream you can see a long life, but when you wake up only a moment has passed. Xiao Mo has plenty of time and patience to retrieve this thread of consciousness.

Xiao Mo can use magic, but he finds that he can't wrap himself with spiritual power like he did when he was in the inner demon spirit body and touch other things. He has to continue to use spiritual power to weed little by little - it's not that he can't remove a large area at once, but Chu Jinglan has pulled out the weeds himself, and Xiao Mo can't touch the grass with his hands, so he has to express his sincerity in sweeping the grave in other ways.

After weeding, Chu Jinglan placed offerings and burned incense in front of Wanyu's tomb. Xiao Mo also paid homage to Wanyu's tombstone.

There were only one or two raindrops just now, but now they are slowly becoming denser. However, in the forest, the trees are dense enough that the raindrops are first caught by the leaves, and temporarily only a small part falls down, not even enough to wet the soil.

Chu Jinglan ignored the blood all over his body and just stood quietly in front of the tombstone. Xiao Mo didn't say a word either, just listening to the sound of rain hitting the leaves.

When the leaves could no longer hold the excessive rain and the rain was getting heavier, Xiao Mo made a cleansing spell. He was afraid of arousing Chu Jinglan's hostility if he cast it on anyone casually, so he made the cleansing spell into a small ball and sent it towards Chu Jinglan tentatively.

Chu Jinglan was stunned again when he saw the small cleaning ball.

Ordinary people like to use the cleansing technique casually, but when he was repairing his Dantian in the past, he would vomit blood and sweat at any time. So Xiao Mo liked to use this small ball to help clean it continuously.

He didn't move for a moment, and let the ball come closer and clean off all the blood on his body.

Chu Jinglan glanced at him without any emotion.

Xiao Mo smiled at him and said, "I'm curious, what do you think I am like?"

What does he look like? Two eyes, a nose, and a mouth. He is a normal person, but also a face without any memory points. It seems that if you turn your head, you will forget what he looks like.

Chu Jinglan was surprised to find that he had rarely spoken, and actually answered him: "It looks ordinary."

Then he turned and walked out, out of the forest, and into the rain.

Xiao Mo stepped out to chase after him. Outside the forest, the rain had already formed pits. Chu Jinglan stepped on the ground, splashing water. In the vast sky and earth, there was a slanting wind and heavy rain, but he was all alone, cold and helpless.

He took revenge, but he didn't keep anyone around him. If possible, Chu Jinglan would rather exchange them back, but unfortunately, there is no if.

The rain blurred Xiao Mo's vision, and he could hardly see his figure for a moment. He quickly said, "Chu Jinglan!"

Chu Jinglan didn't look back.

Xiao Mo stretched out his hand towards him, and before it touched his shoulder, there was a heavy sound of splashing water, and the next moment, the scene in front of him changed again.

Xiao Mo's hand fell into nothingness. Chu Jinglan appeared five steps away from him, with his head lowered. In front of him stood the sighing leader of the Yingyue Sect.

The scene of their revenge in the lower world suddenly changed to their return to the Yingyue Sect in the upper world. This was the main hall of the Yingyue Sect.

The sect leader sighed, "I already know what happened. Since you are here to avenge your mother, you should do what you deserve. Don't worry about the gossip outside. I have my own arrangements. You should stay in the sect and cultivate well during this time."

The leader said earnestly: "The demons have been making a lot of moves recently. I'm afraid there won't be many peaceful days between humans and demons. Young disciples should also make preparations early."

Chu Jinglan bowed his head and saluted: "Yes."

He left the hall and walked towards his residence. Along the way, he met other disciples of the Yingyue Sect. Many of them had probably heard the rumors and looked at him with fear. Some people did not know the truth and thought that he would be punished. They felt ashamed for the annihilation of his sect and thought that this man was cruel and ruthless, so they were also angry at the murderer.

Chu Jinglan didn't care at all. Even if some people whispered to him, he just kept walking.

Xiao Mo, on the other hand, endured for a long time, but finally couldn't stand it anymore. He turned around and said to the group of people who were talking behind his back, "You guys know nothing about him, so you're just talking nonsense!"

Chu Jinglan raised his eyes in surprise.

But he didn't turn around, so Xiao Mo naturally didn't notice.

Chu Jinglan finally stopped until Xiao Mo followed him all the way to his residence.

"Why are you here again?"

Xiao Mo guessed that it was not long since he had gone to the lower world for revenge. He said, "I have nowhere to go. I have been walking for a long time and there is no one to talk to. So I came to find you."

Chu Jinglan still said the same thing: "Stay away from me."

Xiao Mo didn't reply, just smiled.

Chu Jinglan knew that he had no way to deal with this untouchable and unkillable spirit for the time being. After a moment of silence, he turned and went into the house, closed the door, and set up a barrier outside the house, but he didn't know if it would work.

Of course it's useless.

But Xiao Mo did not rush into the house. He sat down in the yard - there was no chair to be found, so he sat floating in the air. He actually did not live in the Yingyue Sect's house for very long, but the scene in the yard was quite different from what he remembered.

The original flowers, plants and trees have all disappeared. They were leveled and filled with stones. The whole yard has become a bare fencing field. There is no interest at all. If I have to describe the scenery, it is that it snowed yesterday. The snow in the center of the fencing field was completely cleaned up, but some is still left at the edge of the yard.

Xiao Mo thought of something, walked to the edge, used his spiritual power to pick up the snow, and made a small snowman.

As soon as he finished making the snowman, the flow of his memory accelerated. The bright sky in the previous second turned into darkness, and there was no light in Chu Jinglan's attic. Xiao Mo pinched out a ball of light, surrounding himself and the little snowman.

The advancement of the scenery and memories in his sea of ​​consciousness was beyond his control, and he would not know whether he would be transported to many years later in the blink of an eye, or whether it would be dawn and he would see Chu Jinglan coming out of the door.

But if the leader of Yingyue Sect asked him to practice, Chu Jinglan might also retreat into meditation and not go out at all?

Xiao Mo thought about it and decided to go to the attic and take a sneak peek to see what Chu Jinglan was doing.

He passed through the barrier easily and walked into Chu Jinglan's bedroom with ease, but surprisingly, Chu Jinglan was not there.

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, then went to the training room and study, but he was not there.

Could it be that...

His heart was beating heavily, and then he slowly walked to the bedroom where he used to live.

...Chu Jinglan was right here.

He was meditating on a low couch, with calming incense burning in the room. Chu Jinglan closed his eyes, but his practice was obviously not going well. His brows were furrowed, and his breathing was not stable at all.

Huan Yue Xin was placed next to the low couch. Only Chu Jinglan could see her. What was he thinking when he looked at Huan Yue Xin?

Xiao Mo must be there.

Xiao Mo's eyes turned red, and Chu Jinglan lost his breath and groaned in pain. Xiao Mo quickly sent out his spiritual power to help him regulate his breathing.

In the real past, Xiao Mo was not by his side, and no one gave him spiritual power, so he had to endure the pain.

How many nights like this had he come here alone?

When Chu opened his eyes in shock, he saw a spirit with red eyes and pain in its eyes.

This person helped him suppress his turbulent consciousness and straighten out his spiritual power, leaving him a little dazed at the moment. As a result, he did not draw his sword the first time he saw an uninvited guest appear in his room.

...and he looked like he was about to cry. Why?

Chu Jinglan was silent for a moment before he said to him in a hoarse voice, "Get out. Outsiders are not welcome here."

Xiao Mo did not leave this time.

"Because this is his room?"

Chu Jinglan's eyes were as cold as a ray of light, piercing coldly at Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo choked up and asked, "Are you waiting for him?"

Chu Jinglan was shocked: "Get lost."

Xiao Mo: "I..."

"Get lost!"

Chu Jinglan drew his sword in shock, but his sword could not hurt Xiao Mo. No matter how murderous he was, it was just a paper tiger. However, he still showed his sharpest claws, as if he wanted to bite the person in front of him to pieces.

He had to admit that this spirit was very strange. Outsiders thought that he was only missing Xiao Mo, but this person said that he was waiting.

"I don't know how you know this is his room," Chu Jinglan said word by word, "but since you know, then get out of here immediately. No outsiders are allowed to set foot in my couple's residence."

Like a beast whose territory has been violated, it will never retreat.

Xiao Mo: "...Can you open the window and take a look?"

Chu Jinglan stared at him with the most vigilant eyes, but he also knew that he had no way to deal with the spirit, and being stared at by Xiao Mo, he couldn't help but be distracted for a moment.

It feels familiar and my stomach feels blocked.

It was as if he knew this person.

It was the spirit that always reminded him of Xiao Mo.

After a moment's stalemate, Chu Jinglan opened the window and tried to look out.

There was no other change in the yard except that there was a snowman illuminated by a ball of light.

It looked exactly the same as the little snowman that he had taken from Xiao Mo and preserved with magic.

With a "clang", the sword in Chu Jinglan's hand fell to the ground.

He turned around suddenly and stared at Xiao Mo, his hands and voice trembling: "You, you..."

The reason why I didn't reveal my identity before was because Chu Jinglan was not in a good state when he took revenge. I was afraid that his consciousness would be damaged if the truth was revealed at that time. But now he has just completed his training and is the most stable time.

Chu Jinglan clearly sensed some clues, but he didn't dare to think too much. Yes... he didn't dare to think about it at all. Could Xiao Mo come back now?

Xiao Mo choked up and said, "Chu Jinglan, it's me."

I'm sorry, I'm sorry for making you wait for so long, until even your subconscious mind felt that being able to see me was a delusion.

Xiao Mo took the hand of Chu Jinglan, who was in her twenties, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late."