Chapter Thirty-One: The Water Hut

  Mo Mo arrived at the Tianxia Palace again, when the Loulan soldiers had already entered. Directly fell to the lake shore, looking at a simple wooden hut floating on the water not far away, slowly moving. Spit out the water, hugged the cat-like official, and stepped on the water.

  The water's surface rippled with wave after wave, but Mò Mò didn't sink. Quickly running to the front of that wooden house... A spacious flower hall, a cluster of dense green leaves covering one window made both sides of the hall fill with soft green light; however, between the windows, two large folding doors were already half open. Pushing the door open, in front of Mò Mò was a dazzling array of pearls and jade, her eyes were blinded, she couldn't see clearly what her surroundings were like.

  Against the window stood a hardwood marble-topped desk, apple-green curtains half-closed, through which one could glimpse part of the scenery on the lake. Next to the desk was a recliner with a neatly placed light purple quilt... everything looked like it had just been tidied up.

  "Meow~~" The official servant jumped onto the table, sniffing around, and retrieved a small pouch from under a pile of painting scrolls. He handed it to Mo Mo, then quickly disappeared through a hidden door. Mo Mo opened the pouch and found only a small notebook inside. On it was written: "Hurt for love, die for love."

  "Official servant?" Mo Mo also entered the hidden door, "Why give this to me?"

  "It's because that was the six-word maxim Snow Luo gave you." A young man walked out of the dark gate, holding a round knife with a cold light, his hands clasped to his chest, wearing a black soft armor, a silver long hair tied back with a black silk ribbon, his black boots were spotless, his eyebrows stood out like stone shores, his eyes were deeply hidden like a hungry tiger, and his face was as sharp as a knife. All of this embodied power.

  "Who are you..." Momo stared at this person who suddenly appeared out of thin air.

  "I will become the guardian, for you, my master, to inherit the power from your hands, my footsteps swift in executing your will, with their souls, let this world be forever alive!" The young man knelt down at Mo's feet, "Master, Chen Yu has finally seen you again!"

  "Who are... you...?" Mo Mo's head spun after hearing his master's words, still keeping a distance from Chen Yu.

  "Xiao Ran said that you really forgot everything, Master. You've forgotten all the past events." "Past events? What's that? My previous life?" "It's what happened to you before this, Master. Since your rebirth as a child, Xiao Ran has made you forget at the cost of a thousand years. I'll explain it to you later." Chen Yu stood up and took out a seal from his bosom, presenting it to Mo Mo with both hands. A red seal, flipped over to reveal four characters on the bottom: "Ji Mo Shou Hun" (Collecting Mo's Soul).

  "This is the key to keeping the master's vitality, once this mark is imprinted on a person, he will become this Tianya Shui, forever trapped within." He lowered his eyebrows, and his resolute face showed no expression.

  "Will it be forever trapped? Is that not even possible in reincarnation?" Mo's eyes widened as she looked at the seal in her hand, then at Chen Yu. It was as if she was holding a piece of burning coal. With a flick of her wrist, the seal flew out the window. Mo didn't even see how Chen Yu moved. In the blink of an eye, the seal was already in Chen Yu's hand.

  "Are you... human... or ghost?" Mo Mo shrank back again.

  "Chen Yu is just like his master." Chen Yu tucked the seal in his hand. "If Master has any need, please instruct Chen Yu."

  "I won't need the ground anymore!" Mo thought of the water on the ground as people's souls. He felt a chill and found a chair to sit down, trying not to touch the ground with his feet. "Are you my soulmate?"

  "It's nothing. The master" still can't see any expression. In the light purple eyes, there is no ripple at all. It seems to be talking about someone else's business. "Xiao Ran said that the master will need me. If the master wants to know something, he can ask Chen Yu."

  "Really? You know everything?" Momo's heart secretly thrilled. Xuan Yu was saved. Originally came to bump into good fortune. This time really bumped into the right person.

  "How can people be resurrected?" He leaned forward with his straight body, staring at Chen Yu's face.

  "The master actually wants to revive someone?!" This time, Mo Mo finally saw a fluctuation in Chen Yu's serious expression - shock!

  Was I unforgivably evil before? Mo Mo thought and timidly opened his mouth, "Yes, I want to let Xuan Yu come back to life. Do you know how to do it?"

  "Yes, Chen Yu understood, but the master didn't used to do this before." He raised his head, and his light purple eyes re-examined Mo Mo. "As long as it's the emotional thread of the person the Reviver loves."

  "What's this?" Mo Mo saw Chen Yu take out a book from the pale green bookcase and hand it to Mo Mo, saying, "Master, these are all things you often use. You've forgotten everything from your past life, so let's review them first." Mo Mo took the book and flipped it open, then heard Chen Yu continue, "Master can take down one of the black obsidian stones from the Rebirth Token and combine it with Qing Si to refine it using the Tian Ya water and the Zhan Qing Jue heart method. Let the person who wants to be revived drink it, and after a few days they'll be no different from a normal person."

  "How do you get that emotional thread? And you didn't say what the emotional thread is." Mo Mo unconsciously flipped through the book, heard him speak, pinched a page, spread it flat on his knees, and looked up at Chen Yu.

  "Put the ink ring on the arm of the Reviver's loved one, fix it and then open the Xuanmo Mystic Stone. The emotional thread will naturally be drawn out and wrapped around the ink ring. However, as an exchange condition, the Xuanmo Mystic Stone will choose its own equivalent value." Chen Yu said while demonstrating, knowing that Mo Mo understood.

  "What's an equivalent?"" Mo Mo put the ink ring on the open book. Finally, she saw the words clearly on the book, it was actually the heart method of cutting off emotions. Chen Yu pointed to a sentence and said to Mo Mo "This is the resurrection technique" then continued to answer Mo Mo's question.

  "The Mystic Inkstone was chosen by itself, and even the master couldn't control it. As for the remaining reputation of Chen Yu, I don't know about that, because the master rarely used the Revival Technique, and Chen Yu had never seen it in his lifetime."

  "Ah? Oh, then let's take some Tianya water and head back to Loulan." Without needing Mo Mo to lift a finger, Chen Yu had already prepared everything they needed. Together, they crouched on the back of the official's horse and flew back to Loulan.

  A grayish white mist rose slowly from the gaps between the rocks, while the dark clouds that had been pressing down on the earth sank even lower. In a little while, the sky was completely obscured and the road could no longer be seen. The palace, usually so majestic, was now shrouded in a somber gloom, as if mourning the passing of Emperor Xuanzong.

  Mo returned to the grand hall, under the suspicious gaze of everyone, and put the Mo ring on Qian Jue's arm, which was filled with expectation. "General Qian, I don't know the price of this Xuanmo Mystic Stone either, I..."

  "I'd rather die than betray, I'm willing to sacrifice my life, but it's a pity that the emperor has to worry about it. Please help me draft a memorial to the emperor, I won't be able to fulfill my duty..." She interrupted Mo Mo's words and couldn't continue speaking as she choked back tears.

  Mo Mo gently rotated the Xuan Mo Mi Stone, watching as the purple light gradually faded from Qian Jue Se's arm, forming a thin beam of light that fell onto the Xuan Mo Mi Stone and then wrapped around the Mo Ring.

  Suddenly, the purple light expanded instantly, covering Qianjue's entire body. A shrill scream echoed throughout the grand hall.

  As the purple light faded, Qian Jue also fainted beside Xuan Yu's coffin, and Mo Huan fell off beside Qian Jue. Chen Yu picked him up and said to Mo, "Master, please take out the emotional silk quickly, I still have things to do." Then he let the female official lead him into the side hall.

  With the tip of her finger, she picked up a strand of pale purple emotional thread from the ink ring, took out the Tianya water from the brocade bag given by Chen Yu, and placed it in the palm of her hand. She whispered the incantation to cut off emotions. Gradually, Mo's face began to turn pale, with tiny beads of sweat gathering on his forehead, rolling into a drop that flowed down.

  In the distance, another corner of the ice crystal at the end of the sky and the bottom of the water fell off, melting into a drop of water.