Chapter 101 Modern Supernatural 5
Let’s not talk about how Zhou Zhile and Nan Rui guessed. At this time, Mu Guiyuan and Mu Guiyan in the room had serious expressions.
"Junior brother, how do you feel?"
Mu Guiyan stretched out a hand and placed it on Mu Guishuang's wrist.
Feeling the steady pulse beating strongly at his fingertips, Mu Guiyan breathed a sigh of relief.
As the youngest junior brother in the clan, Mu Guishuang was born blind and has been cared for by his master and senior brothers and sisters since he was a child.
When the master was dying, what he was most worried about was his little disciple. In front of all the disciples, he specifically instructed them to protect and teach Mu Guishuang well.
And... after that incident, Mu Guishuang's physical condition deteriorated in a short period of time.
Considering Mu Guishuang's safety and physical condition, Mu Guiyuan and Mu Guiyan rarely let Mu Guishuang go out.
Even if she occasionally went out of the mountain gate, she would be accompanied by someone.
In the past few years, her physical condition has gradually stabilized. With Mu Guishuang's strength, unless she encounters a rare evil spirit at the level of the ghost king, she can walk around outside.
Arranging other people to accompany her is purely to prevent special circumstances.
Who would have thought that this rare time to go out, something really went wrong.
"Senior sister, I'm fine."
Mu Guishuang rubbed her sore eyes and covered her dark red left eye with one hand:
"It's just... my eye hurts a little."
Her palm covered her left eye, and the blurry vision instantly fell into a familiar darkness.
Mu Guishuang's left eye had not seen the light for a long time. It was suddenly exposed to the abundant light, and was stimulated to overflow with physiological tears.
"Don't open your eyes yet. It's too bright here."
Mu Guiyuan handed the white silk to Mu Guishuang, walked to the window and pulled down the beaded curtain to block the sunlight from outside the window.
The room darkened instantly, but a little light still seeped through the window, just enough to see each other's figures.
"Is this better?"
"Yes, thank you, senior brother."
Mu Guishuang slowly put down the hand that was blocking his left eye.
In the dimly lit room, the red eyes that flashed with an ominous color blinked lightly.
"Why are you being so polite to your senior brother?"
Seeing that Mu Guishuang looked normal, Mu Guiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the yellow talisman in his hand, and
secretly raised his heart.
"Junior brother, you should have a good rest here..."
Mu Guiyuan calmly put the talisman into his sleeve and winked at Mu Guiyan:
"I will go outside to talk with your senior sister."
Mu Guiyuan and Mu Guiyan left the room one after another, leaving Mu Guishuang sitting quietly on the bed.
Mu Guishuang actually saw Mu Guiyuan's little movement, but pretended to be indifferent.
Raising his hand, his slightly cool fingertips touched the eyelid of his left eye. The stimulated eyeball rolled on his fingertips, and under his fingertips was the warm touch of skin.
"Is that you..."
The barely audible sigh dissipated into the darkness.
"...Shi Heng."
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"It's Shi Heng..."
Mu Guiyuan pulled out a talisman paper from his sleeve and stared at the familiar handwriting on it:
"This talisman was definitely made by Shi Heng."
"Even you and I can see it," Mu Guiyan took the yellow talisman paper, "then the junior brother must have known it too."
"Alas... I know, of course I know."
"But I dare not leave this talisman paper there to irritate him."
Mu Guiyuan felt that he had really let out all the anger he had accumulated for the past six months:
"You know the temper of the junior brother. That incident was a thorn in his heart."
"Shi Heng has been dead for so many years. It's not easy for the junior brother to seem to have come to terms with it. This time, just seeing the talisman paper left by Shi Heng before his death is in this state. How dare I let him remember even a little bit of it again..."
"That talisman paper should be what Zhou Zhile's grandmother got from Shi Heng by chance."
Mu Guiyuan put the talisman back into his sleeve: "But Shi Heng's talent back then was worthy of being called a 'genius'."
"Even today we can only make a few runes of this level. How old was he back then? He was already good at it."
Mu Guiyan also shook her head and sighed: "I can only say that fate plays tricks on us." Then
she changed the subject -
"Junior brother, do you think Shi Heng... is he really dead?"
Mu Guiyuan was startled by Mu Guiyan's sudden question: "Senior sister, what are you talking about?"
"The evil spirit that Junior Brother and Shi Heng encountered back then was almost as powerful as the ghost king. Junior Brother was seriously injured, and Shi Heng's body is still buried in the back mountain. Have you forgotten?"
"That's right." Mu Guiyan nodded.
"But I always feel..."
If it was just a talisman, would it have such a big impact on Mu Guishuang's left eye?
After all, that eye... was given to him by Shi Heng.
Mu Guiyan waved his hand: "Maybe I'm overthinking it."
Shi Heng is no longer in this world.
The dead cannot be resurrected.
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The dead cannot be resurrected... right?
Mu Guishuang still sat on the bed in the same position, with his hands on his legs, his five fingers opening and closing in the air, the emotions hidden in his eyes could not be seen clearly in the dimness.
But why... the eyes you gave me, just like my heartbeat, beat so violently.
As if they contained infinite vitality.
When he woke up in the middle of the night, Mu Guishuang would never forget that blood-stained eye.
Only one of the blood-stained pupils that was considered unknown was left, staring at him intently and unblinkingly, containing too many complicated emotions.
As if to say, don't be afraid, I am always by your side.
He really did it.
Shi Heng left his left eye to Mu Guishuang.
Even before his death, Shi Heng wanted Mu Guishuang to realize his long-cherished wish.
Mu Guishuang was born blind, and has been stumbling forward in a world of darkness since birth.
He has heard and imagined the prosperous and beautiful world he has never seen from his parents, elders, masters, brothers and sisters, and in storybooks. He
was extremely lucky to make a friend who would hold his hand, take him to touch and feel this world, and describe this wonderful world to him.
He had indeed looked forward to seeing the colorful world beyond the darkness countless times.
The older he gets, the more he desires.
He longs to see the world with his own eyes.
He longs to meet the boy named "Shi Heng".
However, this world is not as beautiful as Mu Guishuang imagined.
Because the first thing Mu Guishuang saw with that eye was Shi Heng's death.
Death seemed to have branded an eternal curse on that eye, casting an indelible shadow over everything in Mu Guishuang's eyes.
So Mu Guishuang stopped looking.
A world without Shi Heng is no longer the world that Mu Guishuang longed for and expected.