The Villain’s Memories Revealed Chapter 271: The light that can’t be grasped
Seeing that he could not be rescued, Qu Yun had no choice but to retreat five steps away in order to avoid being affected by the toxin.
Now his brain is buzzing, he doesn't know what to do.
Actually, Qu Yun just wanted to hold Qi Muyao hostage for safety. He never thought of killing this innocent girl, let alone defile her.
What he said earlier, he was only temporarily aggrieved in his heart, deliberately scaring Qi Muyao.
Now that Qi Muyao is dead, won't he be hunted down by the whole world when he is discovered by Jiang Zhige?
Qu Yun was not in a daze for too long, Jiang Zhige was in Bailulin not far away, and he would surely die if he was discovered at this time.
"No! Not me!"
"I didn't intend to kill you, you asked for it!"
Qu Yun's face was pale, he quickly erased his traces, turned around and fled into the distance.
Since cultivating Taoism, he has always strived to have a clear conscience, but now he killed an innocent girl by accident, and the sense of guilt almost shakes his heart.
When Qu Yun left, only Qi Muyao whose body was gradually festering was left here.
She didn't try to call for help, nor did she have any fear of death.
On the contrary, Qi Muyao felt a little relieved, at least she didn't die worthless, at least she died outside Bailu Forest where Jiang Zhige lived.
As far as Qi Muyao is concerned, it is God's mercy that she can live to this day.
If Jiang Zhige hadn't appeared, perhaps she would have chosen to commit suicide as early as forty years ago.
It was Jiang Zhige who lit a fire in the cold winter night, making her feel the warmth she had never had in her life.
Even if he hadn't been able to truly touch Jiang Zhige's inner tenderness, Qi Muyao had already died without regret.
Qi Muyao slowly took out a peace talisman and held it in her hand with difficulty, all kinds of past events gradually surfaced in her mind.
The gentle voice seemed to be still lingering in my ears.
The loving palm seemed to be still caressing the top of the head.
"Chuan, Brother Chuan..."
Qi Muyao was always in a dark world, as if a ray of light appeared.
She stretched out her hand with great difficulty to grab it, but it was a pity that she was so close, but she couldn't touch it no matter what.
The light grew fainter and fainter until it could no longer be seen.
There is no timely rain, and there is no hero to save the beauty.
Jiang Zhige was dealing with the matter between Su Qingqiu's three daughters, so he would not rush to save her life at this time.
Qi Muyao's hands fell to the ground weakly, and a tear rolled down her face.
"If in the next life, we can still meet..."
Qi Muyao's only regret is that he has not been able to see Jiang Zhige's appearance with his own eyes.
For ten years, she thought about it day and night, she couldn't sleep at night, and could see Jiang Zhige's figure in her dreams every time.
It's a pity that Jiang Zhige's face is always covered by a layer of hazy white mist, and he always turns around and leaves at the last moment.
Dreams are now reality.
She couldn't wait for Jiang Zhige to pay attention, and she couldn't see the light again.
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Outside Bailu Forest, there is only silence.
Jiang Zhige couldn't bring up too much killing intent towards Qu Yun in his heart, but was more desolate.
Qu Yun is certainly hateful, but if Jiang Zhige had discovered Qi Muyao earlier, he would never let her die outside Bailu Forest like this.
It was only a few miles away, but Jiang Zhige failed to find Qi Muyao for a long time.
Now Qi Muyao is a rotten and smelly corpse, even if he kills Qu Yun thousands of times, what's the use?
Jiang Zhige lowered his head, walked back alone without saying a word.
Ning Qiushui had tears in his eyes, and remained silent for a long time.
A few days later, Jiang Zhige and Ning Qiushui found a beautiful place in Bailulin, and built a tomb for Qi Muyao that was neither extravagant nor simple.
Not many people came to mourn, and no relatives were present, only Jiang Zhige and Ning Qiushui watched her coffin go into the ground.
After this, Jiang Zhige became taciturn, and only drank alcohol all day long.
Ning Qiushui is also sad, although she will always be by Jiang Zhige's side, but most of the time she is the one who weeps silently.
During Jiang Zhige's retreat, Ning Qiushui taught Qi Muyao how to practice every day, and they got along day and night for thirty years, like sisters, like master and apprentice.
Seeing Qi Muyao die in this way now, will she be less sad than Jiang Zhige?
There was no exchange of words between the two, they just stayed by each other's side, immersed in grief.
Three days later, Ning Qiushui went to sort out Qi Muyao's belongings, while Jiang Zhige was still drinking in the forest.
Not long after, Ning Qiushui came back.
With tears in her eyes, she silently took out a storage ring and put it on the stone table.
Jiang Zhige's expression was slightly loose, he stopped pouring wine into his mouth, and released his spiritual sense to explore the items in the storage ring.
In the storage ring, there is no mountain of treasures, nor is there any powerful spiritual weapon.
Yes, there are just organized and orderly embroidered amulets.
Jiang Zhige's expression was dull, and he suddenly realized that during the time he was away from him, Qi Muyao still did not abandon his embroidery skills.
Before meeting Jiang Zhige, Qi Muyao made a living and enjoyed doing embroidery.
Being blind, she could only find some fun in embroidery, and she never gave up even though her hands were covered in blood.
In the past in Bailulin, Jiang Zhige would stop Qi Muyao from embroidering herself.
Qi Muyao will often stop, because with Jiang Zhige by her side, she no longer needs embroidery to find the meaning of life.
However, what else can Qi Muyao do when he is away from Jiang Zhige?
At a glance, there are nearly 4,000 peace talismans, each of which has the word 'Jiang Pingchuan' tattooed on it.
It hides Qi Muyao's ten-year longing, and also hides her longing and love from the bottom of her heart.
The so-called ten-year period is optional for Jiang Zhige.
For Qi Muyao, it is a lifelong expectation.
Now, in Jiang Zhige's eyes, the undisputable affection has been verified one by one by these **** amulets, but he can no longer make up or respond.
Recalling the delicate face of that weak girl, recalling how she stammered a little in front of me, recalling how helpless she was staggering and groping to find herself.
A heart-piercing sadness instantly swept through the whole body.
Can't respond to Qi Muyao's affectionate regret? The guilt of not being able to save Qi Muyao's life?
All kinds of emotions are surging like a sea, and every bit of the past that emerges is like the last straw that breaks the psychological defense line, and it keeps falling on Jiang Zhige's heart that has already been riddled with holes.
Jiang Zhige tightly clutched the wine glass in his hand, his tears bursting like a bank.
He began to doubt the meaning of cultivating Taoism, and even everything about himself.
It's ridiculous and pathetic that I was reborn and mastered this body, but I didn't do anything.
A body with a cultivation base that reaches the sky, but even the people who care about it cannot be brought back, on the contrary, they are constantly being lost.
Ning Qiushui also burst into tears, she didn't speak, but just held Jiang Zhige's hand.
The two looked at each other, with tears in their eyes.
At this moment, all the words in the world seem weak and weak.
Only by the company of each other can we give each other a little bit of comfort.
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I don't know how long it has passed, Jiang Zhige slowly raised his head to look at the sky, suddenly feeling a little emotional.
Yao remembers in his memory, when he witnessed Liu Chuyao's death, he saw it very clearly~IndoMTL.com~ What happened is irreversible, and it's the same with people, just follow your heart.
It's ridiculous to think about it at this moment.
When everything happened to me, I realized how understatement the word "original heart" is.
If you fail to reach the realm of selflessness and detachment, even the emperor's state of mind will bow down before the seven emotions and six desires.
Just a word of mourning can generate countless emotions, which almost caused a crack in Jiang Zhige's Dao heart.
After a long time, Jiang Zhige let out a long sigh, and looked down at Ning Qiushui who was sleeping in his arms.
There were tears in her eyes, curled up in Jiang Zhige's arms, she couldn't see the soul-stirring beauty of the past, only made people feel pity.
Jiang Zhige's expression gradually became firmer, the current him can't stop there, at least he has to protect those who need to be protected.
And there are two things to do in front of you, restore the original source of the Dao, and kill Qu Yun.