Mu Shijing stayed up all night.

She was lying in the ring, with her legs curled up, and a carrot she hated was placed next to her. Narrowness and claustrophobia always made people feel frightened. The girl recalled the frustration last night, and the anger in her heart disappeared, leaving only

Leng Lingling's loss.

Recalling the past year of traveling all over the country, it was like a dream. Mu Shijing thought about the killings and stumblings in the past, and felt lost in his heart.

She was originally confident about retrieving the manuscript, but now she only feels fear. The fear is not about the manuscript itself, but a sense of fate.

——She felt that something other than the manuscript was leading her to the Wu family. She couldn't explain what it was and could only attribute it to fate for the time being.

She misses the days when Taoism was pure and simple.

There seems to be nothing wrong with her master arranging everything for her. In that way, she can turn into a real cold weapon and clear all obstacles in the way for the master. It is always better to be a good disciple of the master than to be a puppet of fate.

Of course, it's also possible that she's just overthinking...

Mu Shijing grabbed the carrot on the side and played with it in his hand. Suddenly he felt that it was not so annoying.

There was movement outside. It was Xiaohe and Lin Shouxi getting up.

"I seemed to hear Sister Mu's voice last night." Xiaohe said sleepily.

After hearing this, Lin Shouxi smiled and wondered, Xiaohe, were you sleepwalking last night? But after thinking about it, he quickly understood that Xiaohe was hinting that he would forget last night's failure.

"Really? Why didn't I hear it?" Lin Shouxi pretended to be confused.

"No?" Xiaohe frowned, as if remembering.

Lin Shouxi looked at her pretty little face and thought that this little girl was pretending to be pretty similar. In order to reassure Xiao He, he solemnly said: "No, Xiao He must have heard wrong."

Xiaohe nodded doubtfully.

Having said this, Lin Shouxi could no longer laugh at her failure in pretending to be Mu Shijing to scare her last night. While sighing in his heart at Xiao He's many tricks, he rolled up the cashmere blanket and put it in his luggage.

It was cold today, so Xiao He changed into the thicker fox fur clothes. The girl with white fur and white hair looked like a snow fox. Every time he saw this outfit, Lin Shouxi would find it interesting and couldn't help but play with her.

Xiao He was already used to his tail, combing his hair on his own and letting him tangle with it.

Although the quality of the clothes was good, they could not withstand long-term damage. After hearing a click, Xiaohe's hand combing his hair froze. Looking back, Lin Shouxi was holding a complete tail that had been pulled off from the clothes, with a dull expression on his face.

How could Xiaohe tolerate his beloved Hu Qiu being treated like this? He picked up the comb like a knife, shouted, "Give me my tail," and chased Lin Shouxi around the ruined temple.

"You are such a grown-up, but you are still so childish." Mu Shijing said helplessly in the ring, listening to the movement outside.

She just wants to leave as soon as possible.

Finally, after Lin Shouxi promised to compensate for a tail, Xiaohe temporarily calmed down, held his tail like a whip, and directed Lin Shouxi to pack his luggage.

Just as Lin Shouxi was putting away his luggage and preparing to stuff it back into the belly of the snail, he made a sudden movement.

"What's this?"

Lin Shouxi leaned down and frowned, vaguely seeing something shiny deep in the belly of the snail. He couldn't help but stretch his arms to explore. When Mu Shijing felt something bad, he kept praying in his heart not to be discovered.

By then, the ring had been taken out and Lin Shouxi put it in his palm to play with.

Xiaohe came over to look at it, and was equally surprised, "Isn't this Sister Mu's gift ring? Why is it here?"

"Maybe it was left behind before." Lin Shouxi said.

"Um."

Xiaohe didn't think much about it and said with a smile: "Sister Mu is still so careless."

"Well, in order to punish her for her carelessness, let us confiscate this magic weapon." Lin Shouxi said sternly.

Mu Shijing was surprised and annoyed when she was suddenly discovered. Now that she heard what Lin Shouxi said, she was even more angry. She wanted to rush out of the ring and give him a carrot.

"No, this is Sister Mu's thing. How can I keep it as my own? I will return it to her next time we meet." Xiaohe said seriously.

Sister Xiaohe is still sensible... Mu Shijing thought to herself.

"Then I put it back?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Just when Mu Shijing thought that there was no danger this time, Xiaohe said: "No, just leave it to me for safekeeping."

As Xiao He spoke, he stretched out his right hand and raised his ring finger slightly.

"Adulterer and adulteress." Mu Shijing said bitterly.

When the ring was put on Xiaohe's finger, Mu Shijing couldn't get off the tiger's back, and felt her heart was filled with despair. What made her even more angry was that after the adulterer and the adulterous couple set off on their journey, they actually talked about her on the road.

"Although Sister Mu's perception is strong, it does have side effects. Even though she is usually nonchalant, she is actually very sensitive." Xiaohe said.

"Sensitive? Do you mean delicate?"

"Well...it doesn't count. When I was in the dungeon, I teased her. Just by breathing hot air into her ear, her body was shaking like an electric shock." Xiao He said mysteriously.

"Like this?" Lin Shouxi bit her petite earlobe.

"Don't make trouble!" Xiaohe scolded with a soft hum.

After Yunluo had a rough time, Lin Shouxi said sincerely: "Xiaohe will play more with your sister Chu Chu in the future. Mu Shijing, a witch like this, has many thoughts, and I'm really afraid that she will lead you to evil."

"Monster?" Xiaohe played with the ring, but smiled and said: "Sister Mu is not a witch. If she is a witch, then Bai Zhu can also be regarded as a little devil."

Mu Shijing listened silently, unable to tell whether she was praising or scolding.

She really didn't want to listen anymore, so she let the death certificate vibrate for an hour, then took out the black cloth given by the goddess of praise, covered her eyes, and her five senses faded away. Not long after, she fell into a drowsy sleep.

In the dream, she returned to the black sea, with the bone dragon wandering on the ice and the black dress burning in front of her eyes.

…

Yunluo took off into the sky, and after crossing several mountains, the Wu family was right in front of her.

When approaching Wuzhu Lake, Lin Shouxi made Yunluo slow down.

He recalled the scene when he and Mu Shijing fled all the way and accidentally entered the Wu family. At that time, a large lake water poured into his sight, reflecting the starlight, as beautiful as undulating silk and satin, which he would never forget for a long time.

He also wanted to give Xiaohe this kind of romance.

So he controlled Yunluo to land, took out the silk gifted by the goddess Zanpei, blindfolded Xiaohe, and led her up the mountain hand in hand.

The Wu family is hidden behind this screen-like mountain.

On the way up the mountain, the wind kept blowing, and the past memories came to mind, making the girl have mixed feelings. Xiaohe secretly made up his mind, thinking that when he returned to the Wu family, he must confess to Lin Shouxi about the spiritual root... She was not afraid

He blamed her and wasn't afraid of settling the score later. Life was short, and even though she was born a monk, she didn't want to wait another two years.

But for some reason, when I finally reached the top of the mountain, the wind blowing in my face was a bit strange, cold, bitter, and mixed with ice crystals.

Is it... raining?

"What's wrong?" Xiaohe asked.

Lin Shouxi on the side did not speak for a long time.

Xiaohe didn't get a response, so he had to take the initiative to untie the blindfolded black belt.

She pulled away the bow at the back of her hair and pulled away the black silk. She trembled and then opened her eyes, but the scene that caught her eye froze her on the spot.

Time seems to go back to a year ago.

The water of Wuzhu Lake has dried up, and it looks like an endless dry well. Only the thick white mist is still billowing in the middle of the lake. Around the white mist, there are a group of black birds circling. The Wu family on the lakeside is towering and dark, as if standing dangerously.

A warrior from the cliff, but this warrior's flesh and blood has long since turned to ashes, and only a solitary piece of armor is left to tell the story of his past perseverance.

Large swaths of black clouds shrouded the sky above Wuzhu Lake and Wujia. It rained non-stop, and clumps of sleet were blown up the mountains by the wind, feeling like needles pricking my cheeks.

Empty house, dry lake...

The luck in their hearts was shattered. They originally just wanted to return to the Wu family and spend a peaceful time alone, but...

"How, how could this happen? Hasn't the Divine Realm been opened? This, how could this..."

Xiaohe couldn't understand what was happening in front of him.

Lin Shouxi also stared blankly for a long time.

Last night, he walked alone in the snow, feeling empty in his heart, always feeling that something was missing. Now seeing this scene again, he suddenly remembered what he had missed.

"What exactly is the inheritance of guarding?" he asked.

"What?" Xiaohe was stunned.

She also remembered what happened in the divine realm.

The monarch in yellow came to the God's Domain, intending to seize the guardian inheritance that was divided into three parts. Later, the guardian grandfather appeared in person and used Lin Shouxi as a medium to fight with the monarch in yellow. During this period, Lin Shouxi swallowed the three violent inheritances, but

…

Lin Shouxi always thought that the inheritance had been swallowed by him long ago, but now when he thought about it, he realized that they seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, leaving no trace at all, as if what he had swallowed at that time was just the cold north wind.

"That's right, where did the inheritance of Grandpa Guarding go? Could it be that what the Wu family has been guarding for generations does not exist at all?" Xiao He was surprised and unsure.

Lin Shouxi was silent for a long time, and finally pieced together a vague guess. He slowly said his guess: "No, the inheritance should still be within the divine realm."

"What?" Xiaohe was puzzled.

"Do you still remember the night when we first woke up in the cliff ancient courtyard?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Of course I remember."

"Zhenren Yun said something at that time." Lin Shouxi finally remembered. "He said that for some reason the Lord Guard's prophecy was advanced by a year."
To be continued...