Yan Che opened the door in front of him and looked around. Layers of curtains covered the interior decoration.
However, it is obvious that this is a woman's room.
Luo Bai followed Yan Che into the room, frowned slightly, and raised his hand to touch the four-fold screen. On the screen were painted pictures of beautiful ladies, graceful and graceful, with indescribable charm.
"How is this going?"
The scenery in front of him made Luo Bai unclear, but Luo Bai understood one thing. The so-called mother, maybe...
"Mother? Mother, where are you? Ziche is back to see you! Mother!"
Yan Che pushed open the screen and looked inside, his face full of joy, he was really satisfied to be back.
"Hey, where is mother? Why isn't she in the room?"
His mother was nowhere to be seen, and Yan Che's face clearly showed disappointment.
"Don't be nervous, there is still time, we can go out and look for my aunt."
Luo Bai walked across the screen to Yan Che and comforted Yan Che.
Yan Che nodded and responded to Luo Bai's words. He couldn't come back in vain, and if he left his last traces here, he would not feel very comfortable. Apart from his mother, he had nothing to think about in this family.
Crunch!
The door was pushed gently. Luo Bai and Yan Che looked at each other and hid behind the screen. Who would walk in from outside?
"Ahem! Ahem! Uh-huh, Zi Che's letter this month hasn't arrived yet, ugh."
There was another creak, and the wooden door seemed to be closed, and then there was a cough, and then a gentle female voice sounded.
"Mother!"
As soon as he heard this voice, Yan Che rushed out from behind the screen and stood in front of the woman. With tears in his eyes, he opened his mouth and called the woman, mother.
"Mother! Ziche, Ziche is back to see you!"
Yan Che opened his mouth and cried. He hadn't seen his mother in three years. His mother had aged so much, and the root of her illness had not been removed. What on earth had he done wrong in the past three years?
How could it be, how could it be like this?
Completely, completely not what I imagined.
"Zi Che? Zi Che!"
Yanche's mother stared at Yanche blankly, slowly raised her arm, moved her fingertips slightly, and stretched out towards Yanche bit by bit.
"Zi Che, is it really you? Child——"
Yan's mother took a deep breath and couldn't believe the scene in front of her. Her child was far away in the border town, so how could he appear in her room.
Did I miss my child too much these past two days?
"Mom, it's me. I'm back to see you."
Yan Che walked forward, put his face on his mother's hand, faced his mother, and smiled with his lips pursed.
Luo Bai then walked out of the screen and stood on the edge of the screen, calmly watching the scene where the two met, without any feelings, just like a passerby who walked by indifferently when faced with something that didn't require any attention at all.
At this time, Luo Bai's expression was also the same, calm, even indifferent, as if he was watching a pre-arranged drama.
"Master Luo! This is my mother, the wife of Yan Zhengling of Yan Mansion."
Yan Che hugged his mother for a while, then reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, patted his mother's back, stood up, turned to look at Luo Bai, and introduced his mother to Luo Bai.
Yan Mu covered her mouth with a handkerchief, coughed twice, and then followed Yan Che's hand to see Luo Bai. Looking at Luo Bai's appearance, she nodded slightly and nodded to Luo Bai.
"Thank you Mr. Luo for taking care of my family Zi Che."
After saying this, Yan Mu didn't say much, and her eyes shifted to other places, not staying on Luo Bai.
"Meet Madam."
Luo Bai also replied softly, not wanting to talk to Yan Mu anymore.
Yan Che seemed a little embarrassed when he was sandwiched between the two people. He did not expect that the situation would be like this after the two people met. It was beyond his imagination. Is it because of the discord in their auras?
Forget it, it would be nice to see my mother.
Yan Che shook off the many strange thoughts in his head, reached out to hold his mother's arm, and snuggled next to her, still like a child.
"Mother, why haven't you recovered from your illness? I just heard you coughing. What do the people in the Medicine Pavilion do? Are they not treating you well?"
Yan Che waved to Luo Bai, held his mother's arm, crossed the wooden threshold on the other side, sat on a round table, and asked his mother.
"It's an old problem that can't be cured. I can only suppress it for a while. Your father took me to the medicine pavilion several times. It's my own fault, and I don't blame the pharmacists."
Yan Mu put her hand on the table, slowly sat down on the chair, held Yan Che's palm tightly with one hand, and replied slowly, as for the truth, only Yan Mu herself knows.
"Mother! If he really cared about you, how could you still be like this now? Is it because he hasn't done anything for you in the three years since I've been away?!"
Yan Che's face suddenly turned cold, he clenched his fists and broke away from his mother's hand. Couldn't he see such a lie that could be seen at a glance?
"Mother, can you stop treating me like a child? Don't I know what that person did to you? Damn it!"
Yan Che's fist hit the table directly, and his restless heart gradually calmed down with a bang.
"Ziche, okay. But, why did you come back from the border town? I didn't even hear the concierge say you were back. Where did you come in from?"
Yan's mother avoided the topic and skipped the topic. Thinking of Yan Che's sudden appearance in her room, she almost forgot to ask how she got in.
"This... mother, wouldn't it be nice if I came back? I just heard you say you miss me, why are you worried that I will meet those people?"
Yan Che raised his head in embarrassment and touched Luo Bai's emotionless pupils. He lowered his head again. His heart was beating so fast. He always felt that there was something indifferent in those eyes.
In a blink of an eye, this matter was forgotten by Yan Che. He spoke to his mother in a happy tone. When he asked a question, his mother would answer. Such a harmonious scene seemed particularly warm and matched.
The simple decoration in the upper room is more like a conversation between mother and son. The words are filled with things that others don't know, and some things can be treated as whispers.
Of course, there is one corner of such a warm scene that is not worthy of inclusion, and this corner is naturally where Luo Bai is.
Luo Bai stood behind the door, with a screen on the left blocking all sight, and Yan Che and the two on the right. Both sides had nothing to do with Luo Bai, and Luo Bai couldn't squeeze in on either side.
However, strictly speaking, Luo Bai did not want to enter any one party at will. In his eyes, both parties were places passed through by bloody threads. If he stepped in, he felt that nothing good would happen.
Yes, this small room was almost completely occupied by the bloodline!
Densely packed blood-colored threads passed through the upper and lower ends of the screen and were pulled down from the beams. They were lined up in the gaps of the wooden door behind them. Everywhere there was a gap, countless blood threads would pass through, and the entire room was about to be pierced into a sieve.
Already.
[007, what is going on? Also, Archer, how could he be like that with his mother? 】
Luo Bai stepped back slightly and leaned against the door, leaning against the wall. The cool touch invaded Luo Bai's back, making his thoughts instantly clearer.
Then, Luo Bai calmed down and talked to 007, okay, 007 is the best at this kind of thing.
[This, this is—wait a moment, host, let me take a look again.]
In the sea of souls, 007, who was taking a nap with his eyes closed, was woken up by Luo Bai. His little eyes had not been fully opened, and his whole body was limp. After being paralyzed for a while, his whole body was inflated. When he saw Luo Bai,
From where Bai was, he saw those threads entangled in the void, a messy scene.
007 widened his little eyes and pushed aside the layers of gauze in front of him to see clearly what the blood line looked like. However, he didn't seem to understand what this thing was.
When I was panicking, I felt like I had seen it somewhere before. Where was it?
[Oh, by the way, isn’t this the forbidden formation recorded in the "Array Sutra"? 】
After thinking about it for a long time, 007 finally remembered where he had seen this thing before. It turned out to be a formation recorded in the "Array Sutra".
[Forbidden Array? "Array Sutra"? What are these? Are these things not very good? It makes me feel very disgusting, but why do the ends of many silk threads all fall on Archer and merge with the black mist on his body?
One body, running into that heart?】
Luo Bai was very puzzled. Everything 007 said was something he had never heard of before.
However, in his eyes, Yan Che seemed to be the final destination of all blood threads. All ends were tied to Yan Che, including the bloody threads produced by this mother!
[The Forbidden Array has caused great damage and has long been buried in the sixth era. Such a thing should not happen in this world now. It is unlikely that such a thing will appear under their noses. What is wrong with this?
?]
007 can't explain clearly. This kind of thing that touches the top has long been submerged with the departure of the host. It is unlikely that it will appear here or even form such a large scale.
[007 What do you mean? Is it easier for Archer to leave if he stays here than if he stays in Jianshan? Then I will take him away and leave here. 】
Although Luo Bai did not understand many things clearly, he did understand one thing. Staying in this small room was a huge overdraft for Yan Che. Two days became one day, and one day became a short period of time.
A few hours, what is consumed is the time left behind, the few moments that can still leave footprints!
As soon as he thought of this, Luo Bai raised his feet, turned away from the wall, and stood directly on the edge of the table. He reached out and pinched Yan Che's shoulders, lifted Yan Che to stand up, and with a slight glance, he saw Yan Che's dazed expression.
The look in his eyes showed that he was completely confused as to how he was doing it.
Luo Bai didn't explain, but took a deep look at Yan Mu who was still sitting, curled his lips, and left with Yan Che. It's okay if you don't want to stay here!
"Eh? Mr. Luo, please allow me to say goodbye to my mother and wait."
Yan Che panicked and found that he had arrived above Yan Mansion, and the house became smaller and smaller. Then he thought about leaving like this, and he didn't know if his mother would be worried.
"Archer, Huh, you can see for yourself."
Luo Bai saw that Yan Che didn't know anything and was still thinking about saying goodbye to his mother. He took a deep breath, raised his hand to cover Yan Che's eyes, and swiped them hard.
"Huh? How-"
As Luo Bai's palm fell, Yan Che still didn't understand, but as his eyes shifted, all words stopped suddenly and he was speechless.
"Let's go! As Archer said, there really is nothing to miss."
Seeing Yan Che's appearance, Luo Bai couldn't bear it. He stretched out his hand to cover Yan Che's eyes. After saying a word, he changed time and space and left with Yan Che.
"Arche, this is your final outcome under the Forbidden Formation. There is no need to come back here in the first place."
I don't know where I am, in the dark tunnel, and only Luo Bai's words can be heard in my ears.
When Yan Che heard this, he didn't speak for a long time. When he heard a little glimmer of light appeared in the darkness, he looked at the tiny bit of fluorescence and opened his cracked lips.
"I, my mother..."
"There are three lines on her body, and they all fall on you."
Luo Bai knew what Yan Che wanted to ask, so he explained it to Yan Che straightforwardly. Even if he didn't explain it clearly, Yan Che would probably guess it based on his temperament.
Since this is the case, it is better to say it clearly from the beginning, so that there will be no more random thoughts.
In an instant, white enveloped him. Yan Che lowered his eyes and said in a daze: "I see, my mother also..."
Yan Che suddenly laughed, and the laughter spread through the layers of flowers, echoing in waves, baptizing Yan Che's ears over and over again.
That laughter was three parts mockery, three parts coolness, and three parts bitterness. In the end, it was only one part that left the rest of my life with relief.