Lin Xuan gently landed beside Mu Xuan. At this moment, Lin Xuan expanded his mental power and found that something was wrong with Mu Xuan. At least the temperament that exuded on his body made Lin Xuan frown slightly... This temperament always feels a little uncomfortable, and always feels like he is about to leave at all times...

"Mu Xuan, what's wrong with you?" Lin Xuan suddenly hugged Mu Xuan's shoulder and asked with a smile.

Mu Xuan took a deep breath, patted Lin Xuan's arm, then slowly sat down, looked at the faint clouds in the sky and said, "In the past few years of graduation, I have not gone to college, but walked around at home and abroad. I once accidentally entered a deep mountain and talked about ancient and modern times with a hermit..."

Speaking of this, Mu Xuan glanced at Lin Xuan and continued: "The hermit is an old man wearing an extremely simple Taoist robe. He didn't know the years outside the mountain... I only realized after getting along. This old man was actually a man from the late Qing Dynasty, and he was over 100 years old. However, this old man had a black head, and his conversation was natural, without any old look, his face was rosy, and he was full of energy! He was definitely not like a hundred-year-old man should have! I believe that after asking, he realized that this old man was a Taoist monk. He escaped from war and entered the deep mountains in the late Ming Dynasty. He had lived in the mountains for more than 80 years... And this old man actually had magical magic, but the old man had long been sent to the mountains and rivers and could not hide from the world..."

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows when he heard Mu Xuan's words. No wonder Mu Xuan could not see the difference between him and Li Xin. It turned out that he had seen cultivators before, but there were too many ordinary people who had seen cultivators. How could Mu Xuan see the difference between him and Li Xin?

"This kid is a little different, his soul is a little special... It's a pity..." Daoyuan suddenly said at this time.

"What a pity?" Lin Xuan was stunned.

"It's a pity that if he was a cultivator, it would be easier for him to understand the way of heaven than ordinary people! But he shouldn't have much intention to practice now... It's a pity..." Daoyuan sighed. Daoyuan is a talent-loving person, and he would sigh when he sees some qualifications...

"Why do you say you don't have the heart to practice..." Lin Xuan asked... But Daoyuan stopped talking anymore. Lin Xuan had no choice but to be so weak that he could only listen to what Mu Xuan said.

"Lin Xuan, in my opinion, you seem to be more powerful than that old man. At least I have never seen that old man fly..." Mu Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "Lin Xuan, can you come back to life?" After that, Mu Xuan looked at Lin Xuan with anticipation...

"Start...return to life?" Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment. Although Lin Xuan's cultivation level is now considered a high-level level on the entire earth, and Lin Xuan has the spring of life that can heal the wounds, Lin Xuan never thought of resurrecting life... However, looking at Mu Xuan's strong expectation, Lin Xuan was a little uncomfortable to say...

Mu Xuan looked at Lin Xuan expectantly, hoping to see Lin Xuan say yes, just like in the novel... Mu Xuan thought about it, even if he wanted to exchange his life for him, he would agree without hesitation... But seeing Lin Xuan was speechless for a moment, silent... The expectation in Mu Xuan's eyes began to slowly decrease, and finally he smiled mockingly, with no color in his eyes, and became calm...

Mu Xuan sighed softly, looked at the starry sky and said, "It turns out that I am thinking too much... Although there are people with special abilities in this world, life and death are the rules of heaven and earth, so how can we change it..."

Lin Xuan was stunned, looked at Mu Xuan with a complicated look, and then Lin Xuan asked in his heart: "Daoyuan, can you be resurrected?"

"I? I could do it once!" Daoyuan said.

Lin Xuan sighed. What he could do once mean was that it was not possible now... After all, Daoyuan's body has been destroyed, and only the residual soul remains...

"Then when can I?" Lin Xuan asked immediately.

"This kid is right. Life and death are the great way of reincarnation in heaven and earth. How can I change it easily? I have also achieved the Taoist mirror and only barely achieved it if I jumped out of heaven and earth. However, if I have explored the great way of life and death and fully understood the way of birth or death, I may be able to do it... You have not yet gotten started!" Daoyuan said.

Seeing Lin Xuan silent, Mu Xuan pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, took a sip of the white wine in the bottle, swallowed the white wine hard, bit his lips gently and said, "You don't have to do this. I just wanted to ask, I didn't have much hope, after all, that's too incredible..."

Sighing, Mu Xuan continued, "Listen to me, I haven't said so many things for a long time... You are one of my few friends in high school..."

"Okay!" Lin Xuan nodded, lay down next to Mu Xuan, holding his head and looking at the stars in the sky... At this moment, Lin Xuan also felt something was wrong.

Mu Xuan was somewhat taciturn... He preferred to write things rather than to say it, but tonight he actually...

"As soon as I can remember, I lived in an orphanage, playing with a group of children all day long, as if carefree. I lived a repetitive life every day. Fortunately, I met a teacher who really cares about children. Her name is Lian Hong..." Mu Xuan unconsciously smiled: "We all call her Lian Hong's mother. In our world, she is our mother..."

"Later I grew up and gradually realized that the children on the street all had their own parents, and we had a common mother..." Mu Xuan took a deep breath and said, "Later I was admitted to high school and it was okay to be with my classmates every day. But on weekends, the classmates all went home, but where should I go? Where is my home?"

Lin Xuan looked at the sky with his eyes blank. This is probably the deepest sigh in Mu Xuan's heart. He has never seen such a fragile Mu Xuan. Although Mu Xuan has been silent, he is strong. Now it seems that under the strong appearance is a heart that needs comfort...

Speaking of this, Mu Xuan gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Say a vulgar word, although I have no money or home, I still have poetry and distance... I walked into the world of literature, which is really beautiful. One by one, one author seems to be sitting opposite you and savoring the literature and arguments with you. One by one, one exquisite sentence or thought made me amazed! Although there are few friends around me, and although there are very few people around me, I forgot to be lonely with the company of books..."

"Under the guidance of literature, Zhang Jin and I are familiar with each other..." A touch of warmth flashed in Mu Xuan's eyes: "Zhang Jin did not dislike my origin. Our thoughts collided infinitely and attracted each other as confidants..."

"We read together, write together, write good articles and appreciate each other! We study together when we meet good poems! I once thought that we would do this forever forever... I thought I met a partner who can accompany us for the rest of our lives!" Mu Xuan shook his head gently, took another sip of wine and said, "But fate played a joke with me again. Maybe I am destined to be a lonely person and should not have anything other than loneliness... Zhang Jin was diagnosed with advanced liver cancer after the college entrance examination..."
Chapter completed!