The cold moonlight shines down, and for thousands of years, it seems to have never changed.

The moonlight illuminated the dark road, and even the gray hair of the bone collector was messy in the night wind.

The mixture of black, gray and white makes her age look particularly vicissitudes of life.

The graceful and graceful girl who appeared in my heavenly eyes, full of vitality, will probably only exist in my memory at this moment.

But looking at the young man who had just put down the porridge bowl, his eyes were worried and shy, but more importantly, he was confused and confused.

There is only no nostalgia and love.

"Did I say something wrong?"

He looked at everyone sheepishly, then pursed his lips and smiled.

The color is like the willow blowing in the spring breeze, and the smile is like the fragrance of flowers filling the forest.

No one would be disgusted with such a handsome young man.

One is old and the other is young, one is ugly and the other is beautiful. Comparing the two, their fate is so cruel.

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel pity in my heart.

After a long time, I heard the old woman who picked up bones ask in a trembling voice: "Do you only remember these?"

Young Wei Lang's eyes were soft and gentle, and his voice was much softer, as if he was afraid of disturbing the frail old woman in front of him.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, "I don't remember much about my life. The only memory I have is that Mother Mu opened the coffin and let me escape from that cemetery."

When he said this, he chuckled again and said in a slightly friendly manner: "Is it disrespectful if I call you Mu Niang now? I should call you Granny Mu."

I gasped slightly.

At this moment, the rickety body of the bone-picking granny was shaking, and even Princess Yunfu closed her eyes tightly and tightly grasped General Bones' arm.

——How cruel.

The young lovers who were willing to risk their lives for each other in the past were strangers to each other. And her sweetheart even called her mother-in-law.

I looked at the bone-collecting mother-in-law worriedly, and even my words of persuasion seemed redundant at this moment.

In the middle of the night, no one dared to look at the look on the old lady's face.

I just heard the young Wei Lang continue to say with joy: "Mother-in-law, I have thanked you for remembering me for so many years. I receive an offering every year and festival, which supports my soul and has not dissipated until now."

"However, it's really not interesting for me to be a lonely ghost. Mother-in-law, I heard that once you let go of your obsession, you can reincarnate. But for some reason, I have no obsession, but I have never been able to reincarnate. I can only live in the dark.

Wandering…”

He was puzzled: "I wonder if my mother-in-law can teach me how to determine my obsession and how to let it go?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the old lady picking up bones opposite him, whom he felt close to from the bottom of his heart. Two lines of turbid tears fell from his eyes, slowly flowing down her furrowed cheeks, which was extremely desolate.

It seems heartbroken, but still seems to have a glimmer of hope.

Wei Lang stopped talking.

He just walked forward worriedly, and then slowly stretched out his hand.

The cold palm touched the rough and rough cheek of the old lady who picked up bones, and then whispered: "Don't cry."

Subconsciously, the bone picker grabbed his hand.

——How similar, this sound of comfort.

It was very similar to the tender comfort he gave her by his side when she was chased and beaten by ignorant villagers many years ago.

At that time, I was an ordinary girl in the mountains, neither beautiful nor unique. But the other person was like the moon in the sky and flowers in the water.

The difference between the two is originally cloud and mud.

But now, he is still the moon in my heart.

The bone-picking mother-in-law withdrew her hand, and when the other party lowered her head in thought, she took out a handkerchief from her arms to wipe away her tears, and then tried to sit up straight:

"If you don't even know what obsession is, then maybe there is something particularly important in your forgotten memory."

"Or maybe you promised to stay with a certain woman forever, so if she didn't come to see you, she definitely wouldn't be able to reincarnate first."

"Or maybe you still have some unfinished business before your death."

Wei Lang seemed a little confused: "But I have forgotten everything. Does the obsession still exist?"

"Exists."

The bone-collecting mother-in-law took a step back, a little further away from Wei Lang. She just quietly traced the figure of Wei Lang that was about to disappear with her eyes, her heart and eyes full of tenderness.

"This is a very important wish before you die. Only if it is fulfilled, or if you are no longer concerned about it, can you successfully reincarnate."

Wei Lang's face looked a little bitter: "I don't even have memory, how can I know what this obsession is?"

"You'll know."

The old lady who picked up bones looked at him: "When you have an obsession, you will subconsciously want to get close to him in your daily life."

Wei Lang's handsome face was full of confusion.

"But since I escaped from the coffin, I have lost all my memory and I don't have any friends."

Because those friends will eventually forget everything and slowly disappear.

"Over the years, the only thing I have kept in my heart is you, my mother-in-law. I can't figure out what else I am obsessed with."

After she finished speaking, her whole body seemed to have been hit by something, standing stiffly on the spot.

At this moment, the old woman who picked up bones also took two steps back and then turned her back.

Her voice was trembling and her cheeks were full of tears: "Think about it more carefully."

"Or... I can collect more incense for you, so you don't have to rush to reincarnate."

However, Wei Lang kept his eyes fixed on her back.

"Grandma, I've always wanted to know, if you were a bone collector, would you dig open other people's graves and coffins during the process of bone collection? Probably not."

He spoke very slowly, and as he spoke, he carefully recalled the memories of so many years.

At this moment, I just subconsciously confirmed: "Mother-in-law, does my obsession have something to do with you?"

"Or..." He murmured again, falling into his own memories.

In recent years, as his spirituality has dissipated, his memory has become somewhat blurry.

At this moment, I only vaguely remember that I was trapped in a dark coffin, until one day, at dusk, someone opened the coffin.

At first glance, he saw the girl.

The other party had a delicate face, a haggard expression, and his hair was a mess.

Especially her eyes were red and swollen, and she was just looking at him blankly at the moment, as if she was about to burst into tears in the next moment.

For some reason, he felt a pain in his heart, as if he couldn't cry at all, so he hurriedly got out of the coffin.

Obviously he was feeling the pain of loss in his heart, but he still tried to smile at the young woman:

"Thank you girl, did you save me?"

At that moment, all the light in the young woman's red and swollen eyes disappeared, as if all her faith was shattered, and she took a step back with a pale face.

The despair and desolation made even Wei Lang feel inexplicably heartbroken when he thought about it.

After a long time, I heard the other party lower his voice:

"Yes, Wei Lang, you are free."


Chapter completed!