Mo Xi brought Gu Mang out of the treatment room.
A feeling only in one's heart is called a secret. Between two people, it's called a contract. When a third person knows, it becomes the holder.
There were more than ten people who had witnessed the event. Although they were all the top secret guards trained in the academy, they were still human after
all.
There were no more than a dozen people in the world who knew the secret. So the fact that Xihe Jun risked his life to rescue a traitor spread quickly throughout Chonghua's Imperial city. Originally, there were a lot of speculations among the people. When this news came, many people who had been cautious and reserved before were also in doubt.
"Is Xihe Jun crazy? Why should he do this for a traitor?"
"Ah? Don't you know? In fact, the relationship between them is not so simple."
"I know they used to be brothers, but -"
"Brothers who live and die? You should really listen to Murong Lian. He is a royal family member. Most of what he said was true. The truth is sure to frighten you so much that you can't even close your mouth!"
For a time, the city was full of wind and rain, but Mo Xi was not in the mood to deal with these trifles.
Although he arrived in time to rescue Gu Mang from the whirlpool of complete demonization, the mysterious "assassin" who told Gu Mang the oath of heaven's calamity gave another mental blow to the person who was already on the verge of collapse.
Gu Mang's divine sense was finally destroyed.
As Jiang Fuli once warned, Gu Mang's situation was worse now than when he was just sent back by Liaoguo for peace negotiation. At that time, although Gu Mang thought he was a wolf, at least he kept a lot of thoughts of being human. But Gu Mang, who once again suffered from trauma, lost almost all human feelings after waking up.
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"Liaoguo used him to refine him. They wanted to make him into a weapon of flesh and blood. He didn't need any thoughts. As long as he could obey the military orders, it would be enough."
After the diagnosis and treatment of Gu Mang's condition, Mengze stood in the garden corridor of Xihe mansion and spoke to the haggard Mo Xi.
"However, it's the first time for Liaoguo to make such an attempt. It was not very well controlled. Therefore, Gu Mang only changed his psychic power and became powerful. In addition, he didn't immediately produce too many changes. But when he later showed signs of violence and became more and more uncontrollable by Liaoguo, they chose to gouge out his two spirits that dominated his memory and send him back to Chonghua in order to not to be affected by the unpredictable danger."
"Now, as you can see, he is almost out of control. In addition to not being finally swallowed up, he has almost become a person who can't empathize with others..."
Mengze hesitated for a moment. The word "monster" was forming between the lips, but she could not say it the whole time.
Mo Xi's expression was too tired and too painful.
She grew up with him, knew him for so many years, but rarely saw his real face.
Outside the verandah, there was a lingering drizzle. In the pool, the red fish swayed with the wind. A golden carp swayed under the broad lotus leaf, and its lines were sparkling.
In the silence, Mo Xi suddenly whispered, "But he still remembers me."
Mengze: "..."
"After I took him out of the treatment room, he fell asleep for nearly two days, and then woke up. He didn't respond to what others said to him lightly, but he still remembered me." Mo Xi closed his eyes. Talking to Mengze as if he was comforting himself, he said, "He always knows what I'm saying to him." "That's because he hasn't been completely consumed by the black devil. In his present condition, his memory is basically lost, with only a few remnants," Mengze sighed. "In fact, I don't know how long he can hold on."
"Mo Dage, as Yuan Yaoshi said to you before, his collapse this time… If his two souls don't return, it will be an irreversible dead end."
Mo Xi suddenly closed his eyes.
Rain fell on the eaves of tile walls and the stone surface of Taihu Lake. His dark brows were frowning, and his thin lips were pressed together tightly under his straight nose.
If it was just that Mengze said he couldn't be saved, at least he could have a glimmer of hope. But Jiang Fuli, the first medical saint of Chonghua, had already mentioned the same thing——
"Unless Gu Mang's two missing souls are found, the great immortal will not be able to save him."
Mo Xi's fingertip sank deep into his palm, and he said suddenly, "In the land of
Kyushu, where are the medical practitioners who can attract souls?"
Mengze was suddenly shocked!
"Mo Dage, do you want to..."
Mo Xi turned to her and said, "I want to recall his missing souls for him."
The expression of infinite absurdity could hardly be concealed on Mengze's face. Mengze murmured, "That… It's undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack. Once the soul overflows, it may be lost in any place. The boundless world, even if it can lead the soul, may take ten or twenty years to find it, after countless hardships. How is it an easy thing?"
"I know." Mo Xi looked at the rain curtain before the eaves tile with his hands on his back. "It's not easy to find those two souls."
After a pause, he had a deep voice.
"But it's harder to let him go."
"..."
"Long ago, everyone thought that my family was in a state of decline, doomed to never make an appearance, and no one was willing to take care of me. When I first entered the barracks, I did everything by myself: guarding by myself, exploring by myself, and eating by myself. Once I fell into a pack of wolves and got blood poisoning. I didn't think anyone would take the risk to save me. Because I was in Chonghua and I didn't have anyone to be close to."
Mengze was a little embarrassed when she heard this. At that time, Mo Xi was so young that she didn't have a deep connection with him. At this time, listening to him talk about the past, she had no idea how to relieve him, so she gave a gentle hum.
"He came to save me," Mo Xi said.
"He didn't think about whether he should be involved, whether he could dispel the evil spirit after I was rescued, or my identity and circumstances."
"Mengze, now it's the same with me. No matter how hard it is, no matter what the result is, no matter how long it takes," Mo Xi said, "as long as he is still alive one day, as long as I am still alive one day, I will not turn back."
"Until either of us dies."
The green bamboo at the edge of the pale courtyard wall shook. Bathed in the wind and rain, it sent out a moist and bleak "susu" sound.
Mo Xi said the last words: "or he recovers."
Mengze looked at the man in front of her. In fact, she had heard a lot of gossip in the city these days. In fact, as one of the people closest to him, in her heart, she knew more than many people about the truth of what Mo Xi thought and what Gu Mang meant to him.
But because of this, she thought Mo Xi was too strong.
Mo Xi had a handful of fire in his arms. He had a dark road in front of him. He had the most devastating news, but he had endured it.
She had been a doctor for many years, and had seen all kinds of people look timid, desperate, withdrawn, and out of control in the face of difficulties. For all kinds of reasons, she had seen children sadly give up their seriously ill parents, and husbands cowardly give up their weak wives… Those people might have been forced into the dead corner, so they could only lower their heads.
She was not them. She did not feel the sufferings of these people's lives, so she did not want to judge whether their choices were right or wrong, selfish or weak.
Although she was still used to seeing people's feelings, because this person would stubbornly never yield to fate, she felt her heartstrings quiver.
Mo Xi had no complaints. He wasn't harsh, he wasn't unreasonable, he didn't collapse out of control.
Although a fool could see that the emotion between his eyebrows was too heavy, they would also see that his fingertips were slightly shaking. But the man lived too sober and cruel to himself. He didn't let his heart down in any unnecessary place, even if catharsis would make him a little more comfortable.
From beginning to end, he had been dealing with these nightmares, which were enough to break his heart countless times, with a kind of cruel calm towards himself.
At last, Mengze sighed and said, "Soul drawing skill… It is one of the three branches of the forbidden art Rebirth. And to master the medical cultivation of this magic, in addition to the deep meditation, there must be opportunities to practice this magic."
"In the legends of medicine, most of these people are close to great power, and their deeds are uncertain, almost mythical."
"But..." Mengze paused for a moment, holding her long finger on her cuff, determined to look up and said, "I once saw a legend on a manual of folk medicine. To the north of Lin'an City, there used to be deep forests and mountains. There lived a hermit in the mountains, who mastered the method of rebirth."
As she spoke, she could almost see the light gathering in Mo Xi's dark eyes.
Mengze said, "Soul drawing is the first step of Rebirth. If the rumor is true, this expert can surely summon the two missing spirits of Gu Shixiong… Just..."
She turned away her eyes and whispered, "It's just that there are only a few rumors. It's impossible to verify whether there is such a major practitioner near Lin'an. If there is, it's not so easy to find the man who is hidden in the mountains and forests. And it's said in the rumors that the man's temperament is uncertain. If he's happy, he'll save someone. If he's unhappy, he'll deliberately harm them. So even if you really find him, you don't know whether it will a disaster or a blessing."
But advice returned to advice. Mengze looked at Mo Xi, and she knew this person would never give up this road.
Mengze sighed, "Mo Dage, if you really want to go, I can't stop you. The war between Chonghua and Liaoguo has begun. Lian Dage is seriously ill. His life and death are in the line. I don't know if he can be saved. If you can really make Gu Shixiong recover, it will be a great good thing for Chonghua. It's just that it matters… I'm afraid Wang Xiong doesn't want you to stay away from the capital."
She paused for a moment and said, "Well, go back to the mansion to rest. In order to suppress Gu Shixiong's evil spirit, you also suffered a lot of injuries. It's up to me to explain and plead with Wang Xiong."
She spoke, and a soft and gentle smile appeared on her face, though the sadness in her eyes could not be hidden.
"I'm sorry, I'm not the first person to know. I wasn't by your side when your family changed… Let me help you this time. If you can… Come back to the people who care about you." She drooped her head, her hair showing her fine white neck. "I'll be very happy, too."
"Don't worry. Let me talk to Wang Xiong."
It rained more and more heavily. Mengze said a few more words explaining to
Mo Xi what he should pay attention to when using medicine. She called Yue Niang and took the umbrella back. Mo Xi also went into the room to continue to look after Gu Mang. There were only a few servants standing in the empty courtyard.
Butler Li was among them.
"Master, why are you frowning? What are you thinking?"
The new apprentice called Li Wei back from his stupor. Li Wei turned his eyes from the wall and cleared his throat "…Nothing."
It was strange.
Just now, he listened to Princess Mengze and his master's conversation, but how could he feel uncomfortable?
Li Wei was once a slave in the palace. He saw too many wives and concubines. Although those women were born in noble families, they were still people in the end. People would have feelings which could not be easily released.
That's why someone would sit alone in the empty tent until dawn. Only when someone hears that a beloved concubine who had been deeply benefitted had died of an illness, would laugh in her own palace to the fullest. Then there would be calculation, hatred, and jealousy.
There would be so many who would give up.
But Mengze was a girl who surprised Li Wei.
Although she had struggled, grieved, and was unwilling, her struggles and sorrows made Li Wei feel too false, like the face of a beauty.
Letting go of her feelings was not so easy, not to mention she had been waiting for Mo Xi for more than ten years. Or as one of the three virtues of Chonghua, her bearing was really different from that of the ordinary women?
As Li Wei was thinking, he could not help but also slightly lock up his eyebrows.
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The author has something to say: the legendary great master who can regenerate is not erhari's guilt. I think that a little friend who has seen erhou will think that this man is guilt. Guilt is not born at this time. The great master in the legend is later passed on to the person who can regenerate with guilt
In addition, we will have a meeting outside today. We will go home very late.
Erha and Yuhua will be updated. Yuhua will be 20.30 and erha will be 22.00. But Yuhua is a long-standing manuscript. It can't automatically generate the thankyou for overlord's ticket and nutrient solution. So I will finish it together tomorrow - love your duck, BoBo!