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The old man walked out of the room tremblingly with his back arched.

I stood alone in the room, looking around at everything covered in dust.

After being stunned for a while, I walked to the wall.

A long sword hangs on the mottled wall.

The auspicious cloud pattern engraved on the scabbard has been covered by dust.

A mysterious character is vaguely visible.

I carefully took off the long sword and gently pulled out a section.

It has not been polished for many years, and the blade is still cold and cold.

After looking at it, I hung the sword back to its original place.

There were very few things in the house, except for the sword with the name engraved on it, and some yellowed old clothes.

Everything has the mark of Yunyin Sect.

It seems like there is nothing here that is unique to Dad.

I feel depressed.

Memories of the past flooded into my mind.

Ever since I can remember, he alone has been pulling me up.

He doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't like to laugh very much. He even looks sad and worried sometimes.

But he never loses his temper. Although he will teach me severely when I make mistakes, he never transmits his negative emotions to me.

In current terms, he is a good parent with stable emotions.

Like a stable mountain, it allowed me to grow up safely.

As a father, he is qualified.

Although I didn't have a mother, my life before that was happy.

Even now, I can’t say I’m unhappy.

But after his sudden disappearance, I was left with too much confusion and mystery.

Sitting in his room in a daze.

I tried to imagine how he used to be so high-spirited.

As long as I can remember, his temples have been somewhat gray, his facial features are three-dimensional, and his eyes are deep and restrained.

A little thin, but his back has always been straight, and he seems to have an aloof character.

In fashionable terms, he is a handsome man who is calm and slightly melancholic.

Even though some sons are suspected of being ugly because of their mothers, I have never noticed it before, but now that I think about it, he is indeed different from ordinary people.

The upright leader holds a long sword, wears bright clothes and rages on a horse.

The word "man of the moment" can be said to be worthy of the title.

Speaking of which, Lao Wang was also the first disciple of Xuan Qing Guan.

The two of them were so high-spirited back then, but later one was reduced to a poor fortune-teller on the roadside, and the other was anonymous in a low-class place like a village in the city.

Fortune plays tricks on people

The Yunyin Sect looks like this now, and my father must be very sad.

Could it be that by naming me Yunfeng, he hopes that I will inherit his mantle and help him revive the Yunyin Sect?

But the problem comes back again.

If so, why didn't he tell me everything earlier and teach me his skills earlier.

Instead, I just disappeared, leaving me to face everything alone, crawling around in a world full of ghosts and growing up alone.

Unconsciously, the candle becomes shorter and the candlelight becomes dim.

I suddenly came to my senses.

No matter what dad’s intentions are, I believe he must be doing it for my own good.

But he doesn’t want me to revive Yunyin Sect, I want him to tell me personally.

Don't throw everything to me without thinking.

I took a breath and let it out slowly.

anyway.

Where is my mother?

Is she still alive?

If she has always been here, why has she never come back to see me?

Is it possible for me to see her?

There were some indescribable emotions lingering in my heart.

When I didn't know anything about my mother before, I didn't have these worries.

But I don't know why, I believe her in my heart.

Maybe it’s because the jade-faced Rakshasa in the story is so cool and values ​​love and justice.

A woman who would rather die than be with her lover would never abandon her child.

Regardless of her father or she, there must be some unavoidable reasons.

The candle is going out.

My mood is no longer tangled.

I rummaged around the room, wondering if there might be something left behind by my father.

Soon, I found a piece of white silk wrapped in old clothes.

Twenty years have passed and the silk has turned yellow.

I unfolded the silk.

Inside is an emerald green jade pendant.

A ferocious ghost face is engraved on the front, and the word Yama is engraved on the back.

This is my mother’s token!

My heart felt a little warm, and a strange feeling arose.

I looked at the Yama Jade Pendant again and again, then wrapped it in silk again and put it in my pocket.

By this time, the candle had been completely extinguished.

The house returned to darkness.

I turned on the flashlight, took one last look, and walked out.

Outside, the autumn wind is bleak and the shadows of the trees are dancing.

I looked around and saw that there was still light in a room next to me.

The old man must live there.

I walked over.

The door was ajar, and dim light poured into the old corridor.

The old man was indeed sitting inside, holding the Xuanyun Token made of white jade, silent.

Dong dong dong——

I politely knocked on the door.

"Old man."

"Are you leaving?" The old man turned his back to me.

"I already know about dad's past, and my goal has been achieved." I said calmly, "Come here now and say thank you to the old man. I don't know what you call him."

"Does it matter what my bad old man's name is?" The old man waved his hands vigorously, "Let's go, let's all go!"

"The Yunyin Sect has no successor, at least I have fulfilled my responsibility!"

"I will stay here until the day I die!"

“I’m worthy of everyone after going to hell!”

The old man never looked back, and his thin back became even more lonely under the candlelight.

"Old man, take care."

I bowed my hands to the old man respectfully and turned to leave.

Walking through the long corridor, walking past the ruined walls, and pushing open the tall and heavy door of Yunyin Sect.

The sky outside has turned white.

Everything around him was vaguely visible.

Only then did I realize that there were many bones hidden under the grass and soil.

I was stunned for a moment, then I raised my legs and stepped out of the high threshold.

Climb down the three moss-covered stairs and pass through the tall, old mountain gate.

After pausing under the mountain gate for a while, I took out three cigarettes, lit them, and bowed in the direction of the sect.

Then he put the cigarette under the door and left completely.

Walking out of the road covered by weeds, it was difficult to tell the direction around me, and then I thought of the bride in the umbrella.

Ever since I entered Yunyin Sect, she has stopped speaking.

I don’t know if she remembered anything.

Walking into the dense trees, I opened a black umbrella in a dark place.

"senior?"

The black umbrella trembled slightly, and the bride wearing a bright red wedding dress appeared under the umbrella.

The figure is thin and somewhat transparent, like a shadow.

She looked dreamily in the direction of Yunyin Sect, her lips pursed tightly.

"Do you remember?" I asked.

"It's better not to remember anything."

The bride's expression was a little painful.

"My husband and I are both disciples of Yunyin Sect."

"On my wedding day, I was poisoned and died."

"That was really your wedding day?" I was surprised. Because of those relics, I thought the time was wrong.

But then I thought about it, the relics were placed in the tomb the day after tomorrow, and they did not represent the time of death.

"Anyway, at least everything has been clarified. Things are as they are now. My condolences." I comforted.

"No." The bride shook her head more painfully, "It's not just that."

"My husband is the traitor who destroyed Yunyin Sect!"