Chapter 10: The Sorrow of Orchid

Qin Mu did not speak, but simply fixed his deep-set eyes on Zhu Tian's direction and took a small step forward, causing Zhu Tian to turn pale with fear: "You... don't come any closer."

Some. Zhu Tian did not know which nerve was misfiring, and after waking up, he began to adopt a melancholic demeanor: "Daoist, I do have a home, it was just two days ago..." At this moment, Zhu Tian seemed to recall something, and said in panic: "No... I have not had a home for a long time... over 20 years ago... she died."

As soon as Xiaobai spoke, Zhu Tiancai realized that there was an unfamiliar person in the room. Upon looking down, he saw Qiu Laoliu lying on the ground, sound asleep, and he pointed for a long time, stammering "you you, me me".

Regarding ... ... '' The fat man felt a sense of loss upon hearing Qin Mu mention this: `` Daoist, my home is gone, it has long been gone ... ... ''

Qin Mu raised his eyebrows upon seeing this, and he suddenly began to understand Chonghua's meaning. This poor Lan'er, with her heart set on something, has yet to attain it. "Haven't you figured it out yet?"

Instructing Xiaobai to collect the foxfire, Qin Mu said with some headache: "I did not harm him. Are you not curious about what happened 25 years ago? If I am not mistaken, your cause of death over 20 years ago was due to Zhu Tian encountering that female ghost, right"

She? Qin Mu glanced at Qiulan, who was standing beside her, and asked with some confusion.

"Don't move." Qin Mu said irritably, "If you want to die sooner, then go ahead and move around. Go back? Do you even have a place to return to?"

It became apparent. At this moment, Xiaobai coldly interjected, fully aligning with Qiulan's side. Zhu Tian resembled the character Chen Shimei from the television, someone Xiaobai looked down upon.

Let me tell you why. A sudden voice echoed from within the room, and in an instant, the room fell silent as if a pin could be heard dropping. Qin Mu nearly bit his own tongue; the owner of this charming voice was none other than the one who had just escaped being struck by lightning.

Zhu Tian kept his hands on his head, yet he was peering through his fingers at Qin Mu's movements. When he saw Xiao Bai spitting out fox fire, he was momentarily stunned. He could see the fox fire, but since Xiao Bai was a fox demon who had only been cultivating for less than a hundred years, her mouth transformed into that of a white fox when she spat out the fire, returning to its original form only after the fire was expelled. This sight frightened the timid Zhu Tian greatly, causing him to roll his eyes and faint.

Qiu Lan saw her tears falling on Zhu Tian's cheek, and suddenly felt as if she were standing right in front of Zhu Tian. She then heard Qin Mu say, even with tears in her eyes, while smiling: "Qin Mu, it's not that I don't understand, it's that you don't understand."

After marrying her, I continued to live my own life as if she had never existed. In my youth, I was reckless; I drank, smoked, and fought, befriending a group of unruly companions. It was during that time that I met Qianshan and a few others. We had a great time, daring to try anything... until she passed away. Zhu Tian seemed to be reminiscing, but when he mentioned "Qianshan," Qin Mu's eyes lit up. We had a great time, daring to try anything... until she passed away. Zhu Tian seemed to be reminiscing, but when he mentioned "Qianshan," Qin Mu's eyes lit up.

"Daoist, whether you believe it or not, I have memories of my past life," Zhu Tian said slowly. "In my previous life, I was a scholar, and my family raised many flowers and plants, but my favorite was the pot of Clivia... Later, I married a woman, the daughter of a merchant. Because she did not like orchids, one day when I was not at home, she threw away all the orchids."

Due to the matter concerning Qiu Lan, Qin Mu no longer harbored the same enthusiasm for this fat man, looking at him with some disdain and asking, "Do you still have a family?"

I... I did not kill anyone... I did not kill anyone..." Zhu Tian was cornered by Qin Mu, trembling uncontrollably with his legs, his hands clutching his head as he faced the wall, not daring to look at Qin Mu even once: "I did not kill anyone... In that incident, I was at most an accomplice... It was all Qianshan... It was Qianshan's idea.

Can I leave now ... ... Huh ... ... What is this stuck to my head?" Zhu Tian moved his neck and suddenly felt as if something was stuck to the back of his head, so he reached back to touch it.

She is now merely the last remnant of her obsession, a result of her efforts to protect Zhu Tian. Qin Mu sighed; it was his first encounter with such a matter. Ultimately, it was still the mess left by Chonghua, and Qin Mu gritted his teeth in silence.

"Do you think that the four of you can simply part ways and go your separate ways, and that such matters can be easily covered up?" Qin Mu smiled in a somewhat terrifying manner. At this moment, Qiu Lan also realized that no matter the time, her accusations were always to protect Zhu Tian. Even though she was left with only a trace of obsession, she still rushed towards Zhu Tian without hesitation.

"Are you willing to play with anything, including murder?" Qin Mu asked with a dark expression, as he pointed his hand at the water in the Yin-Yang Cauldron and calculated with his fingers.

Qiu Lan was taken aback and closed her eyes in pain

He is not worth your love at all; his affection has never lingered for you, neither in the last life nor in this one. Do you think that if you died, he would mourn your love with great sorrow? In the last life, he did not seek you out from the wilderness, and it is the same in this life! If he truly loved you in the last life, he would not have failed to find you after you were abandoned by his wife! If he loves you in this life, he would not feel no sadness after your death. Xiao Bai spoke in a rapid-fire manner, leaving Qin Mu in a daze. Has he been watching too much television lately? How come several of his lines sound like they are from a TV show?

Seeing Zhu Tian in such a state, Qin Mu immediately turned his head and called out to Qiulan's dim figure: "Are you seeking death? The fox fire of Xiaobai is lethal to you!"

Love? The love in this world is merely an illusion, like flowers in a mirror or the moon reflected on water. Qin Mu said with some regret: "Qiu Lan, Chonghua has given you a second chance at life, why can't you see clearly?"

Qin Mu understood that these two had been toyed with by that perverse old man Chonghua

"Are you saying that Qiulan is already dead?" Xiao Bai asked Qin Mu in a daze

Qiu Lan was completely astonished; she had never realized that she bore the same appearance as Zhu Tian's wife from a previous life. No wonder Zhu Tian had always treated her with indifference.

"Alright, no need to be surprised, we are all grasshoppers tied to the same rope now." Qin Mu, having no time to listen to Zhu Tianxu's rambling, asked directly: "She died later, didn't she? How did you feel about it?" In fact, he was asking this on behalf of Qiulan, and of course, it also included the little white one eavesdropping beside them.

Qiu Lan raised her head in surprise, forgetting her tears, while Xiao Bai also gasped in astonishment. Only Qin Mu had three black lines hanging over his head. Chong Hua always claimed to be the first shaman in a thousand years. The fact that Jun Zi Lan was not abandoned by Zhu Tian but rather by his wife was something Qin Mu did not believe Chong Hua was unaware of. However, why did he still choose to make such a deal with Qiu Lan instead of directly telling her?

"Daoist priest, I just had a dream..." Zhu Tian wiped his face and covered his chest, striking a pose like Xi Shi: "I dreamt of my first wife, Zhuang Qiulan. At that time, I married her in accordance with my parents' wishes, but in truth, I did not really like her..."

Although Qin Mu's skills in divination have always been lacking, as long as he used the talisman water from the Yin-Yang Cauldron as a catalyst, the results he calculated were mostly accurate. While Zhu Tian casually spoke of his past, Qin Mu inadvertently activated the Yin-Yang Cauldron and witnessed a past that should not have been seen.

No! How could I ever do something like murder?! Zhu Tian wished he could bite his own tongue and quickly changed his words. Qin Mu's gaze was deep and profound, and at this moment, it was already evening. The dim yellow light in the hall downstairs made Qin Mu's face appear ghostly, frightening Zhu Tian to the point of mental disarray. He abruptly tore off the talisman from the back of his head: "You... you are just a swindler! What do you know about fortune-telling? Do you know who I am? How could someone like me ever do such a thing?"

"Then we cannot just stand by and let you harm the gentleman!" Qiulan spoke with righteous indignation, resembling a martyr, which caused Qin Mu to frown.

"Alright, alright." Upon hearing the words "Daoist Priest," Qin Mu's expression darkened. He did not care what was said afterward and waved his hand impatiently.

Qin Mu remained silent, which could be taken as acquiescence. He watched as Qiulan futilely attempted to pass her hand through Zhu Tian's face, again and again. A tear slowly formed in the corner of Qiulan's eye, and it seemed to fall in slow motion, as if it would pass through Zhu Tian's body, but instead, it landed perfectly on Zhu Tian's cheek

Hehe... Qin Mu's voice sounded somewhat eerie: "Why kill her?"

"Stop her!" Xiao Bai had always been obedient to Qin Mu's words. Upon hearing this, she rushed forward, lightly exhaling, unleashing fox fire to block Qiu Lan's path. Qiu Lan was momentarily taken aback, but then recklessly charged forward. The white fox fire scorched her, causing her brows to furrow tightly, and her ethereal figure became even more transparent.

You do not understand! The voice of Qiulan was sharp, cutting through the silent sky like a dagger, "You do not truly understand him, you do not truly understand what love is!"

Qin Mu shook his head, unsure of what to say

Perhaps it was the terrifying expression on Qin Mu's face that caused Zhu Tian to tremble and be unable to stand when their eyes met, instinctively responding with, "You... how do you know..."

I... I don't know. Zhu Tian thought carefully for a moment, then lowered his head in despair. Qiulan, listening beside him, covered her mouth and cried softly. In fact, she could have cried out loud, but Zhu Tian couldn't see her at all

"Just now in my dream, I saw the connection from my past life to this life. The wife from my past life is still my wife in this life, but I feel that she has taken many matters into her own hands, such as the orchids and later the concubine. Therefore, even in this life, when I see her again, I still do not like her." Zhu Tian said with a hint of melancholy.

What?! Two exclamations echoed in the room, one from Qiulan and the other from Xiaobai

I... how long have I been sleeping? At this moment, Zhu Tian may have experienced a moment of spiritual connection, waking up and touching the damp spot on his face: "Why is it wet here? Daoist! I had a very long dream, dreaming of a woman..."