Yu Wu

Chapter 166 The Garden Meeting

Faint crows mocked, old trees withered.

A well-dressed man stood in the cemetery on the outskirts of Lin'an, in front of one of the low bluestone tombstones.The tombstone was not taken care of by many people on weekdays, and it was covered with a layer of dust.The words on the top are not very deep, and the handwriting on the edges and feet are mostly worn.

Murong Chuyi looked at it quietly——

The stele was set up by the owner of Jiuxianglou kindly for the deceased, so there are no titles such as "loving mother" or "beloved wife", only four simple words.

Chu Lian's tomb.

He found it following the instructions of his boss. This was the first time he had seen his biological mother in 30 years of wandering around.

He once complained about his mother's ruthlessness and abandoned him at the gate of the temple. He also felt resentment in his heart, and he didn't understand what kind of helplessness she had to be so cold-blooded.

It wasn't.

Murong Chuyi knelt down slowly in front of Chu Lian's tombstone, raised his slender fingers, and stroked the thin dust on the tombstone.He wanted to call his mother, but his lips moved, but no sound came out.

He has never called anyone A Niang. It has been more than 30 years, and suddenly there is a grave where he can pronounce this address, but he can no longer easily say it.

Obviously it's just such a simple word.

It was like a spike stuck in his throat, making him feel pain and soreness, but he couldn't make a sound.

He slowed down for a while, closed his eyes, then concentrated his spiritual power on his fingertips, and slowly traced the words "Chu Lian's Tomb".The stone powder fell down, and the shallow traces on the tombstone became deep again, as if they were carved in his heart stroke by stroke——

Chu Lian's tomb.

So that's her name.

Next to Chu Lian's grave is another older monument, without a name, which is the tomb erected by the boss for the murdered Chu Gong in gratitude for his kindness.It's just that I was afraid that the officials would find out, so I didn't even dare to inscribe the words. I only carved and painted a small lotus on the tombstone.

Murong Chuyi raised his hand, and touched his left arm through the spotless white clothes.

He always wished he had a home.

The two monuments in this cemetery are the result of his hard search.It was freezing cold.

It's not that he never thought about finding the surviving young son that the shopkeeper said back then, but when he learned that he was surrounded by wives and children and the family was happy, he felt that his appearance would probably be an extremely embarrassing situation like he was in Yue's house. Location.Other people's lives are already full, and he doesn't need to add more.

He knelt down in front of the tombstone, his usually clear thoughts were very confused.Hate, resentment, unwillingness, disappointment, pain, my heart seemed to be torn apart by these emotions, I couldn't think of anything clearly, and finally I just sat there in a daze.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the withered vines are faint.

He raised his hand to touch his mother again—the tentacles were just cold stones.The home he found was also cold.

"At the beginning, their family didn't move with their whole family. Instead, they were taken by some high-ranking official in the capital and took the two daughters there. Duke Chu was eager to protect his daughter, so he was killed by them, and Yao'er was also thrown in the grass. The stacks will fend for themselves.”

"While fleeing in a panic, Miss Chu fell down a steep slope and fell into the Abyss of Five Poisons."

"I was in the outskirts of Lin'an City, and just... I found the body of the Chu family's father, and his body and head were separated—"

Every word he heard just now echoed in his ears like a curse.Murong Chuyi hated life suddenly, he got up, and suddenly a ball of flames gathered in his palm.

Suddenly there was the sound of rustling footsteps behind her.

Someone stopped not far behind him, and called him in a low voice, "Mr. Murong."

Murong Chuyi suddenly turned around, his eyes were like lightning, and he said sharply: "Who?!"

Mo Xi stood between two rows of tombstones, looking at him not too far away.

Murong Chuyi narrowed his eyes slightly: "...Why is it you?"

"I was also in Jiuxiang Building at dusk today."

Murong Chuyi's expression became sharp all of a sudden.He originally had a very sharp appearance, but now he was on guard, with threats in his eyes, making him even more difficult to get close to than usual.

"You heard—"

"I heard."

The golden light burst out in the palm of his hand, and instantly turned into a long sword that blew hair and cut hair. Murong Chuyi frowned, raised his hand without talking nonsense, and instantly a beam of sword energy and flames shone down on Mo Xi.

But Mo Xi opened the barrier and blocked it.

The golden sword light collided with the red barrier, sparks exploded, Mo Xi looked at him, and said: "Murong, I didn't come to fight with you, and I'm not the one standing beside Yue Juntian. If I were, there would be no need for me to appear in front of your eyes."

Murong Chuyi missed the blow, he flicked his sleeves and put away the attack, holding the sword in front, his expression full of guard.

"Then what are you doing here?" Murong Chuyi narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Begging for Yue Juntian?"

"You should know that I have always been at odds with him."

"..."

"He has been with me for so many years. I have never formed a party with him, never had a personal relationship with him, or even said a few words. You will not be unclear about these."

Murong Chuyi didn't speak, but the hissing spirit flowing on the sword died down somewhat.

After a while, Murong Chuyi held his sword behind him, but his expression was still tense. He stared at Mo Xi and said, "Yue Juntian is stupid and innocent. He has been enslaved for so many years and caused other people's families to be ruined. I have to deal with this account." He settles."

Mo Xi nodded and said, "If I were you, I would think the same way."

Murong Chuyi said: "Then why are you blocking my way?"

Mo Xi asked: "If I don't stop you, you will immediately go to Master Yue Jun Tianxing to question your crimes, and kill the enemy with your own hands?"

Murong Chuyi sternly said: "Can't you?"

"If you avenged your personal revenge like this, whether it's your mother or your grandfather, what kind of justice can you get? Murong, you know that the most important thing to do is to report this matter to the king. Yue Juntian's selfish desires hurt the people in the fief, and it is already a crime." Losing morality and concealing it afterwards is also deceiving the emperor. These are two major crimes, and the emperor will not condone and condone."

Murong Chuyi stared at him with red eyes: "What will happen if you don't pamper him? Will he be sentenced to death? Will he be killed? Not at all. He will only be punished lightly, and from then on he will be punished with blood. The hatred is wiped out. You think I can't think of it."

"Also, don't tell me that your majesty will deal with it according to the law," Murong Chuyi said coldly, "When Yue Juntian raped my biological mother, where was the law? When he killed my family, where was the law? Where? When he did this, he didn't have any legal constraints, but when it comes to me, I have to follow the rules, don't I?"

Mo Xi looked at him, and said for a while, "Okay."

"If you don't want to listen to me and insist on taking revenge with your own sword, go ahead." He stepped aside, "I won't stop you."

"..."

"But Murong, have you ever thought about the consequences of your actions?"

"Yue Juntian is dead, your revenge is avenged. But you will definitely be sentenced to death. You may think that it doesn't matter if you sacrifice a little, but what about Yue Chenqing?"

"For Yue Chenqing, no matter how disrespectful Yue Juntian is, he is his father. And you have always been his fourth uncle. You killed his father, and you were imprisoned for this reason , Qiuhou Wenzhan. What do you think Yue Chenqing will look like."

Murong Chuyi's eyes darkened slightly, and after a long time, he said in a low voice: "I have never regarded Yue Chenqing as my nephew. Whether he is happy or in pain, it has nothing to do with me."

"That's right. So ruthless." Mo Xi said, "Then you are on Bat Island, why would you risk your own life to save his life?"

"I--"

Mo Xi said: "You and Yue Juntian's personal enmity is broken, Yue Chenqing's life will never be easy when the internal turmoil in the Yue family collapses. Not to mention other things..."

He paused.

"Besides Yue Chenqing, there is another person who doesn't want you to lick blood."

"You mean the surviving child of the Chu family?" Murong Chuyi raised his eyes and said, "Then you are wrong. He has a wife and son, and he lives a peaceful life. I have no intention of breaking his life. Whether Jian licks blood or not, whether he kills Yue Juntian or not, has nothing to do with him."

"No." Mo Xi said, "I'm talking about another person."

"..." Murong Chuyi looked at him slightly puzzled.

Mo Xi glanced at the tombstone, and said, "Senior Chu Lian's younger sister was rescued by Xianwang Shu Jun back then. Although she is gone now, she has left a child in this world. That is your cousin."

Murong Chuyi was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't swallow the meaning of this sentence, but when he realized it, his phoenix eyes widened slightly.

"You should have heard the old news that Xian Wangshu once fell in love with a girl from Lin'an, but was embarrassed by Yue Juntian's repeated performances, and finally had to break up. That girl is the younger sister of Senior Chu Lian."

Murong Chuyi couldn't believe it: "She and Xian Wangshu... have a child?"

"Yes." Mo Xi said, "Actually, after knowing the cause and effect, it's not hard to figure out why Yue Juntian tried so hard to slander her identity, which prevented Xian Wangshu from marrying her. Wangyousan, but the effect of Wangyousan is not necessarily permanent. Yue Juntian is afraid that one day, Chu Lian's sister will recover her memory and will make everything public. At that time, with the support of Xian Wangshu, he wants to do It will not be so easy to fool around with any tricks."

Murong Chuyi: "..."

"Senior Chu Lian's younger sister, her child... your brother, he is just like you. He has been alone for 30 years... Mr. Murong, he needs you."

"He also wants to recognize you."

Under the moonlight, the face of this normally radiant man was as white as a piece of paper, and even his thin lips couldn't see any color.

Murong Chuyi said: "How would you know..."

"It's hard to say, but please believe that I never lied to you. Because his shoulder is the same as yours, the same as the mark on this stele. There is an identical lotus petal mark."

Murong Chuyi's face was extremely pale, and he said for a long while: "...Who is he? Murong Lian?"

"No, it's Gu Mang."

"!" The silk shoes moved lightly, couldn't help being stunned, then took a step back, Murong Chuyi said, "He? He...how...how..."

Mo Xi said: "He is not a traitor, nor is he a villain. It's just that the various reasons are extremely difficult to explain, and now the dark devil aura on his body is getting stronger and stronger. If he is hit by the collapse again, he may lose all sanity and become completely alienated. I will accompany you By his side, although you can give him support, you are his blood relative, there are some things you can give, but I am destined not to give."

Murong Chuyi's eyes moved lightly, as if he was suppressing some kind of worry that made him almost snap, his eyes were extremely complicated.

After a while he asked, "Did he come to Lin'an with you?"

"Yes." Mo Xi said, "...If you are willing to recognize him, he will be very happy."

"Murong, Gu Mang is different from everyone else. If you feel that others don't need you, I can't say anything. But he does."

"It's been 30 years... let him call you brother."

Murong Chuyi suddenly closed his phoenix eyes, and after a while, he raised his head and said hoarsely: "Mr. Xihe, I have always...not liked to have close personal relationships with others, and I don't know why they are close relatives. What's more, the hatred of Yue Juntian ..."

Mo Xi said: "So you would rather lose your brother than avenge your personal grievances from 30 years ago in your own way?"

Murong Chuyi pursed his lips and did not speak again.

After a long time, he finally let go: "I can see him."

"However, tomorrow everyone in the Yue family will go to the Huntian Cave to offer sacrifices. I can only meet him the day after tomorrow."

Mo Xi relaxed slightly, and said, "Okay. I'll go and talk to him."

Seeing that Murong Chuyi didn't refuse anymore, Mo Xi asked again: "Then Yue Juntian..."

"Don't worry." Murong Chuyi lowered his eyes, and said after a while, "The matter of Yue Juntian... No matter what, I will wait until I meet Gu Mang before dealing with it."