Feng Yishu was stunned again. Just as he was about to ask a question, Ayu had already spoken first.

Then, Feng Yishu heard a myth with a long span and incredible span.

This myth is bizarre, and the story includes the way of heaven, magic, practice, ascension... and later, there are twelve time domains where corpses are imprisoned, and there are spiritual consciousnesses that are constantly reincarnated and killed.

At first he thought it was a story about betrayal and revenge, but things gradually became complicated later, making him wonder who he should stand on.

But Feng Yishu still listened quietly.

It was not until Xia Ying appeared in the story, A Jie and Wei Xingzhen appeared, Liu Lang and Xiaoqi appeared, and Feng Zhiyan and Sun Shutong, whom he had seen in his dream not long ago, that Feng Yishu suddenly felt his mind explode. Only then did he realize that A Yu was not telling him stories and talking riddles...

It turns out that Wei Xingzhen has been a demon for two lifetimes;

It turns out that behind the curse on the Feng family's daughters is a sacrifice that lasts for nearly four hundred years;

It turns out that the blood rain falling from the sky is Fuxi's blood, in order to suppress the rising Linghe River - or weak water...

All these past events fell like a huge waterfall on Feng Yishu's head, washing him into a daze, not knowing where he was or what to do.

But at this moment he finally understood why he made things difficult for Wei Xingzhen, but Wei Xingzhen seemed to have not taken it seriously at all and still showed goodwill to him.

He finally understood why Sister A-share parted ways with Yin Shiyun.

I remembered that when I was at home, my sister could not tolerate a servant in her yard for a long time. He once thought that my sister would come back because she couldn't get used to living there after moving to Wei Xingzhen's mansion...

Now it seems that I am really worried.

Everything has long been clues. The sisters in this life, like the sisters in the previous life, fell in love with the same person.

So that's the case, it's actually like this!

Ayu looked at Feng Yishu's chest that was undulating due to shock, and couldn't help but want to reach out to pat him on the back.

Feng Yishu grabbed her stretched hand, as if he suddenly remembered something terrible, and knocked Ayu's five fingers tightly.

"...Are these things taken out when you were sleeping before?" Feng Yishu asked.

"Yeah." Ayu nodded.

Feng Yishu felt his limbs suddenly become cold, as if he had fallen into the ice cave. His jaw trembled slightly, and his eyes could not help but immediately become hot and red.

Feng Yishu lowered his head and wanted to speak, but fell into silence again.

His forehead was bulging with blue veins and his face was flushed. He tried his best to hide his fear and sadness at this moment. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he fell into a sob, and almost only a little breath left in his words.

"How did you... write down so many things and bring them back?" Feng Yishu's voice trembled, "In the past, you clearly said... you could only bring back... some words every time, why this time..."

Ayu looked at Feng Yishu, and had already calmed down his mood, but at this moment he was a little sad by Feng Yishu's sudden tears.

She pulled her hand back from Goro's hand to wipe his tears.

"Don't cry, Goro."

Feng Yishu's last line of defense was suddenly defeated by this consolation, and he started to sob. He could not say a complete sentence except for holding Ayu's hand tightly.

"What will happen next... is full of variables." Ayu whispered, "Even I can't traverse all possibilities... but I can be sure of some things.

"You want to... leave Luoyang." Ayu murmured, "It's better to be with your family and that Master Du Tian. Don't separate halfway through... and..."

"Bring the flint."

Ayu looked at him seriously, "If you lose the land, you will lose all people; if you lose the land, you will get all people and the land... Do you hear it?"

Feng Yishu gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Just leave the rest to someone else... you don't have to worry about anything."

The girl's voice became weaker, and she looked at her good friend who had already cried to tears, "Thank you."

Feng Yishu's face twisted into a ball in pain, and he shook his head vigorously, "Ayu..."

Ayu's eyes were smiling and she sighed with satisfaction.

"I... don't have to go back to the nest of Heaven... So, thank you." She murmured, "Please also give me a gift, thank you Feng Yan..."

Feng Yishu looked at A Yu and closed his eyes, as if he was in a very ordinary sleep.

He felt her hand gradually lose strength and saw her slightly undulating chest gradually calming.

Ayu was lying on the bed, as if she could wake up at any time.

Feng Yishu had been enduring the crying in his throat so far that he finally didn't need to suppress it. He grabbed Ayu's palm tightly and pressed her warm hand against his eyes.

The tears were bitter, and Feng Yishu started to cry.

All this happened too quickly. At this moment, he had no time to think about anything except calling Ayu's name.

For the first time in his life, he felt that he had lost an important person and he had no choice.

The door was pushed open quietly from outside, and Wei Xingzhen stood outside the door and threw a worried glance into the room - he heard Feng Yishu's crying.

He stood behind Feng Yishu, and when his crying gradually subsided, he reached out and pressed his hand on Goro's shoulder.

Only then did Feng Yishu realize that there were more people behind him.

After getting closer, Wei Xingzhen had already recognized the person on the bed - the girl who always followed Xia Ying. Looking at the situation in front of him, although Wei Xingzhen knew what was going on, it was not difficult to understand.

"I'll pick you up." Wei Xingzhen whispered, "Do you want to... take her with you?"

"Yes." Feng Yishu stepped forward and hugged Ayu in his arms again.

She seemed to be asleep. Her long eyelashes were hanging peacefully, like the past, and she always said nothing.

Wei Xingzhen looked back at He Kui in the room.

In his previous life, he had a deep conversation with He Kui after A Yan's death. It was also after that deep conversation that He Kui taught himself "Hundred Six Yang Jiu".

But in this life, he and He Kuigu were still strangers.

Wei Xingzhen didn't quite understand the reason why He Kui wanted to return to Luoyang, but whether he was hostage by Xiaying or his long-cherished wish had not been fulfilled, that was his own choice.

"Are you going to leave or stay?" Wei Xingzhen asked.

He Kui bowed and nodded to Wei Xingzhen to say goodbye.

Wei Xingzhen also nodded and returned the favor.

He took Feng Yishu into the wind and rain outside and whispered to him, "I'll walk ahead, please pay attention to following my barrier..."

The voices of the two gradually faded away, and the whole hut returned to silence again.

He Kui stood up, took out the piano that Xia Ying had given before and placed it on the piano table.
Chapter completed!