Chapter 193: Reversal of Tiangang
Meng Zhi immediately put down his bowl and chopsticks, "I'll go with you."
Meng Zhi didn't ask where he was going or what he was doing. He would support Ye Xingzhou no matter what he did.
But the premise of support is that he is by his side and can protect Ye Xingzhou if he is in danger.
Ye Xingzhou nodded in agreement, "Okay, Junior Brother, come with me."
This might be an opportunity to take my junior brother to Shuihuo City.
No matter what, he decided to give it a try. He couldn't just watch Meng Zhizhen die of thirst on land.
Ye Xingzhou glanced sideways and said, "Brother Xiang, please take care of Junior Brother Ren during this period of time."
It is not known how this trip goes for the time being. If he doesn't come back for a few days, Ren Wangzhu will be worried.
Xiang Xiuyuan wanted to say something, but seeing Ye Xingzhou's serious expression, he finally nodded in agreement.
Every time I leave, I count the days until someone returns safely.
Thousands of words before leaving finally come together in one sentence.
Xiang Xiuyuan: "I will wait for you to come back at Yantian Sect."
On an ordinary early morning, the grass by the roadside was still covered with dew, sparkling and translucent.
Ye Xingzhou waved and said goodbye to Xiang Xiuyuan.
"Brother Xiang, I'll bring you some West City specialties when I come back."
"good."
The morning sun shines on the road, and the figure gradually moves away. The bluestone brick road is so clean and without any footprints, as if no one has ever walked on it.
The rice wine is sweet and the glutinous rice balls are soft and sticky, but it is still boring to eat them alone.
Xiang Xiuyuan collected the uneaten dumplings in the bowl, and then packed Ren Wangzhu's portion separately.
The sudden quietness after the hustle and bustle is always hard to accept.
Even though the birds were chirping on the wall, and even though a few disciples were talking outside the courtyard from time to time, when the sense of disparity swept over him, Xiang Xiuyuan felt that the surroundings were terribly quiet.
The stool is still warm, and the yard is full of traces of life.
The wind blows, and the swing under the magnolia tree sways gently.
Xiang Xiuyuan sat on the swing, staring at the bluestone path in a daze.
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With the experience of going to Chaoxi Mountain last time, Ye Xingzhou got on the flying boat with ease this time.
Xicheng can be reached in a day and a half.
Ye Xingzhou looked at the misty sky, took out a large glutinous rice ball wrapped in oil paper, and started eating it while enjoying the view.
What my junior brother made cannot be wasted.
It’s okay if it tastes a little bit bad, just consider it as improving the taste.
"Ye Xingzhou, if it tastes bad, don't eat it." Meng Zhi said awkwardly.
"It's delicious. Come on, little brother, have a bite too."
Ye Xingzhou's teeth were clenched tightly together and his speech was unclear.
He reached out and pulled off half of it from the place he hadn't bitten, and stuffed it into Meng Zhi's hand with the oil paper.
Ye Xingzhou reminded him again, "Half for each of you, don't waste it."
Sharing happiness with others is worse than enjoying it alone. Meng Zhi should also feel the bite of a mature glutinous rice ball.
Ye Xingzhou stretched his neck out of choking, but he finally finished eating half of the dumpling.
He never wants to touch it again in his life.
Ye Xingzhou felt so nauseous that he drank two sips of tea to calm down.
Meng Zhi looked at Ye Xingzhou with complicated emotions in her eyes.
"Ye Xingzhou, just say whatever you want to say."
In the past, if the food he cooked was not tasty, Ye Xingzhou would choose to put it in the storage bag and occasionally eat a bite or two to relieve fatigue.
I finished eating all the huge dumplings today.
Being abnormal simply means having something to say.
It's hard to talk about it, so I can only use other things to distract myself.
Ye Xingzhou's hesitation and cautious tentativeness made Meng Zhi's emotions surge.
What Ye Xingzhou wanted to say must be related to Shui Yujun, so he was so hesitant in his words.
Ye Xingzhou was worried that he would touch his weak spot and cause a falling out like last time.
He didn't like Ye Xingzhou being so cautious and careful when talking to him.
But it was him who caused Ye Xingzhou to be so cautious in his words.
Meng Zhi moved her lips and said, "I won't be angry, but if you keep talking like this, I will be really angry."
"Don't." Ye Xingzhou said hurriedly, "Junior brother, I'll tell you right away."
"Um."
Meng Zhi moved two wooden chairs out of the cabin and set up a barrier.
"Sit down and talk."
Another reason why Ye Xingzhou agreed to go with Meng Zhi on this trip was to avoid being seen or heard.
Now it's just him and Meng Zhi, so there's no need to worry about someone disguised as the Right Protector sneaking in. This also reduces the risk of Meng Zhi's identity as a member of the Shuihuo clan being exposed.
Ye Xingzhou asked, "Junior Brother, have you been feeling thirsty and wanting to drink water lately?"
"Hmm." Meng Zhi paused, "Is this related to the identity of the Shuihuo Clan?"
Ye Xingzhou nodded, "Yes, Shui Yujun appeared in my dream that night."
"He said that after the Shuihui Clan reaches eighteen years of age, they will gradually grow fish tails. Without the nourishment of the Shuihui City spiritual veins, you will... die of thirst on land."
When Ye Xingzhou said the last sentence, there was a sigh in his voice.
Meng Zhi's thin calluses on the tip of her finger rubbed against the back of her hand, leaving a mark. This is what happens when the skin is dry and dehydrated.
He saw his parents die at the hands of Shui Yujun's sword with his own eyes, so how could he believe that Shui Yujun would be so kind?
Even if what he said was true, why would Shui Yujun help him if he had no ulterior motive?
"What else did Shui Yujun say?" Meng Zhi's throat felt blocked.
Ye Xingzhou was silent for a while, "Junior brother, you may find it difficult to accept what I am about to say."
Meng Zhi said in a deep voice, "Speak, I'm listening."
"Your memory has been tampered with."
Ye Xingzhou's words were like a depth charge, and the rest of the information exploded in Meng Zhi's ears one by one. Meng Zhi only felt tinnitus after hearing it.
"Junior brother, it was Meng Qianhan who killed your parents in order to take control of the Meng family."
"He has connections with demonic cultivators and has many sinister methods. He treats you well because he wants to take over my body."
"When Shui Yujun said this, he had a truth talisman on his body."
Although it was cruel and heartbreaking, Ye Xingzhou still finished speaking in one breath.
Being blinded by the real murderer may be more painful than the truth.
Ye Xingzhou originally planned to go back to the Meng family with Meng Zhi, find an opportunity to expose Meng Qianhan's true identity, and then confess everything.
However, Meng Qianhan has been pretending to be good over the years. If Meng Qianhan turns the tables first, Ye Xingzhou really won't be able to handle it.
Therefore, instead of trying every possible way to make Meng Qianhan reveal his true nature, Ye Xingzhou might as well throw out a clue first and let Meng Zhi find the truth himself.
The truth may not be so easy to accept, but this is the safest solution Ye Xingzhou can think of at the moment.
For Meng Zhi, he couldn't accept the fact that his memory had been tampered with.
What is even more unacceptable is hating the wrong person and treating the murdered enemy as a close person.
Meng Zhi stood up instantly.
"Are you saying my memory is lying to me?!"
Ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous!
Memory can be changed at will, and Shui Yujun's meaning was that he had misunderstood.
Second uncle treats him well and gives him resources for training because he wants to take over his body.
Shui Yujun, who killed his relatives in his memory, actually wanted to help him sincerely.
The Tiangang is reversed.
Meng Zhi's vision went dark and he almost couldn't stand.
"Junior brother, are you okay?"
Ye Xingzhou stood up to support him. Meng Zhi's chest was heaving violently. He tried his best to suppress his surging emotions and squeezed out a few words from his throat.
"Ye Xingzhou, let me be alone for a while."
At this time, it would be better to be alone and quiet.
Ye Xingzhou helped the person into the cabin, only to see Meng Zhi standing there, his hands hanging by his sides gradually clenched into fists, with blue veins appearing.
Ye Xingzhou closed the door gently.
"Junior brother, I'll wait for you outside."
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