"No, mother, please...don't." Yan'er shook her head and cried uncontrollably.
"Yan'er, you...you have to live well. Remember what mother told you. If you don't have the ability to protect yourself, you must never let anyone know that you are a boy. You must keep the bracelet mother gave you. It will protect you. Yan'er, I'm sorry... mother... mother..."
I can't accompany you anymore, Yan'er...don't blame your mother...
Ye Nishang stroked Yan'er's face and gave her instructions gently, but before she could finish her words, her breath became weaker and weaker. Finally, she couldn't help but slowly closed her eyes, her hand slipped from mid-air, and she fell asleep quietly.
The white handkerchief that she had been holding in her hand floated down from the sky and landed gently on the ground. A faint trace of the word "Li" (separation) embroidered in gold thread could be seen on a corner of the handkerchief.
September 15th is the 100th day banquet, which should be a time for family reunion.
Jiuli...
I... can't wait for that day...
I'm sorry... Yan'er...
Mother is leaving you alone...
"No! Mother! Wuuuuuu..."
…
"Don't go, mother, don't leave me..."
"It hurts...don't hit me...mother...it hurts so much..."
"Why are you forcing me...why...what have I done wrong...why are you forcing me..."
“Someone come and save me…”
Hua Yanyue, trapped in a nightmare, kept murmuring, his expression painful and ferocious, tears sliding from the corners of his eyes and disappearing in his hair.
His hands unconsciously pulled at the quilt covering his body. The veins on his hands were bulging, showing the owner's pain. The aura around him was desperate and sad.
Everything in the nightmare surfaced, all kinds of bullying and humiliation, leaving him trapped in the cage of nightmare, unable to resist, unable to escape.
My whole body is filled with despair and sadness, and I feel like I am trapped in a black vortex, with no hope of salvation.
A red mark was faintly visible between his eyebrows, which was particularly strange. At this time, his whole body was filled with a strange and dark aura, which made people frightened.
But suddenly, a white figure appeared in his dream.
That figure was cold and noble, with an extraordinary temperament, like a banished immortal, unattainable. She stretched out her hand to him.
What came to my ears was a voice as clear and sweet as jade beads.
"Hua Yanyue, I'm here to save you."
In an instant, Hua Yanyue in the nightmare slowly calmed down and fell into a deep sleep. Her expression became gentle, and even in her sleep she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips, sleeping soundly.
The red mark between his eyebrows slowly disappeared.
…
"Junior sister, I heard that you brought back a child from the mortal world?" A handsome man in blue brocade clothes spoke, his words were gentle and made people feel like spring breeze.
"Yeah. I'm bored, so I brought it back to raise it." Shen Yushu nodded in reply.
When Wen Du heard this, a hint of surprise flashed across his gentle eyes. He spoke, teasingly, "It's rare to see you take something so seriously. Now you seem a bit more humane."
My junior sister is obviously not practicing the path of ruthlessness, but she is very indifferent and seems to always lack a bit of worldly touch.
It's strange that he actually took the initiative to pick up a child and raise him.
"Junior sister, are you planning to take him in as your disciple?" Wen Du asked curiously.
"Yeah." Shen Yushu nodded and picked up the teacup to blew on it.
Seeing Shen Yushu nod, Wen Du also picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a sigh, "Thinking back to the time, so many people wanted to become your disciples, but you turned them all away. Now, this mortal boy has the chance."
Shen Yushu listened, took a sip of tea, and then placed the cup on the table. He then looked at Wen Du and said seriously, "She is Ye Nishang's child."
When Wen Du heard this, the teacup in his hand shook, with a look of solemnity and disbelief between his brows, "He is Ye Nishang's child?"
"That's right." Shen Yushu nodded, a hint of sympathy flashing in his eyes as he looked at Wen Du, but his tone was as cold as ever, "Brother, it's time for you to pay your debt."
As soon as these words came out, Wen Du's usual gentle smile could no longer be maintained and froze on his face.
He held the teacup in both hands, placed them on the table with trembling hands, pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, turned to look at her, and said with a bitter face, "Master...Junior Sister...Can you..."
"Can't!"
Before Wen Du could finish, Shen Yushu interrupted him and refused seriously.
You want me to help you pay off the debt? Impossible!
I have to save my money to support the "female protagonist" in the future!
The heroine is only eight years old now, and there will be a lot of expenses in the future.
Raising children is expensive.
"Okay, brother, I have something else to do so I'll leave first. You can return it slowly, don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on you."
After saying this, without waiting for Wen Du to react, Shen Yushu stood up and hurried away, his steps a little faster than usual.
As soon as the people left, the sect leader, who was always gentle, elegant and dignified in the eyes of outsiders, instantly knelt on the ground and wailed loudly.
"Wow... wuwuwu... Master, why did you insist on making me the sect leader? You've made me so young and burdened with millions of spirit stones and several sacred mountains in debt. How can I expect you to pay it back?"
"Junior sister is obviously more powerful than me, why do you insist on letting me be the sect leader? Wuwuwu... You just feel sorry for Junior sister and don't want her to pay you back, so you insist on choosing me as the sect leader, right!"
"Master, you are too partial. Wuwuwu... I have so many debts to pay. I don't know if I can pay them all off by the time I die. Wuwuwu... I am so pitiful."
Shen Yushu stood outside the door, listening to the wailing coming from inside, and silently lit a candle for his senior brother in his heart.
I'm sorry, brother and sister, I really can't help you.
It’s fine to talk about anything except money.
Shen Yushu muttered to himself, thinking of the 'heroine' he brought back, his gaze gradually deepened, and his eyes inadvertently fell on a mountain in the distance, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.
Master...
Shuer misses you a little.
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