這是他第二次鑽墳墓。
伊墨一邊想著一邊熟門熟路地撞開了那具木棺。棺木是千年沉木，木質緊實細密，水火不侵。尋常人家縱有財力，也尋不來。也只有季玖，才能輕易得了這樣的棺木，躺了進去。至此離開人世，不知疾苦，即使明知活著有那般美好，也只能捨棄。
伊墨摸到了他。
一身烏黑鎧甲覆在身上，仍是將軍打扮，摸不到皮肉，只有冰冷烏鎧，觸手寒涼。
即使他是蛇，天生冷血，也比不上他的涼。這是屬於死亡的陰冷。
也只有季玖，願意捨棄溫暖人生，心甘情願地躺進這裡。
再也不需要與他抗爭，再也不需要同這個世界費一句口舌。
伊墨側過身，陪他躺了一會，想他活著的時候，從未如此安靜溫馴過，讓他躺在身邊也一句話都不說。
伊墨靜靜躺著，不敢動他。他可以隨心所欲地擺弄沈清軒的白骨，卻不敢對季玖的屍身有絲毫冒犯。他已在人家活著的時候，冒犯太多次，不能連他死了，都不放過他。
伊墨靜靜陪他躺著，在冰冷屍骨旁，無限安靜。
最終還是忍不住，輕輕觸了觸他的手，環抱著利劍的手背有鎧甲的覆蓋，只有五指露在外面。他小心翼翼地伸出手，輕輕握了一下那幾根骨指，心中默默道，我來看你了。
——季玖，我看你來了。
也只能輕輕握著他的手，最後這樣說一句。
又等了片刻，才取他胸口那粒血珠。血紅珠子貼著肌膚安放著，仿佛睡在他的心口。一如那些崢嶸年月，他抱著醉酒的大蛇，在夜裡悄悄地放在自己心口上。像是在償還第一世的債，也像是在述說第二世的情。卻只能悄無聲息。
伊墨施了法，將血珠破開，當真見到了那一縷幽魂。
一魂一魄，其實並無神智，卻在封閉的幽暗墓穴裡，癡癡望著眼前人，仿佛在說：你來了。
伊墨將他魂魄凝住，以免消散，望著他道：“我來帶你回去。”
說著抬手撫上他的臉，觸手卻是虛空，心頭顫了一下，伊墨道：“我帶你回家。”
那魂魄隨著他這句話，凝成一聚小小光束，隱入他的手心——我跟你回家。
天曠地闊，我們回家。
回到山中院落，老仙已經在那裡等著了，許明世與沈玨都在。伊墨站在院門處，靜靜掃過他們一眼，這些年，與他有牽扯的也不過這幾個而已。
然而他想一起殊途同歸的，只有一個。
老仙見他來了，一方瓷瓶裝走了那一魂一魄，轉身準備進房施法時，忍不住道：“小蛇，人妖殊途，何必強求。”
伊墨看著他的背影，道：“我想有人陪。”
想有人能攜手並肩，看蒼山日落，看黎明前的星空，看人間悲喜。而不是一個人。
已經獨行與天地，太久了。
直到遇見孱弱書生，目光溫柔，神色緊張，認真肅穆地道出一句：我們殊途同歸，可好？
一句話讓他嘗過最溫暖繽紛的色彩，又怎麼能甘心回到黑白。
老仙頓了頓，不再說話，捏緊了瓷瓶進屋。
屋裡榻上，柳延已經被施了法，沉沉睡了。容顏清雋，神態怡然。
就是這樣平凡的人，讓一隻千年蛇妖，迷了神智，放棄了仙途，不怨不悔。老仙知道他已經來不及阻止。從這次看到伊墨的第一眼，就知道來不及阻止了。那雙千年寒冰的眸子，已經裂了縫隙，下面的水流潺潺而出，溶解了冰川。
或許，一開始就不該讓他成妖。千年光陰，也許小蛇早已輪回成人，與這人長相廝守。
有些人，該遇到的，總會遇到。
老仙歎了氣，凝下心神，開始施法。
伊墨站在屋外，正望著沈玨。沈玨已經從許明世處得知一切，面上悲戚。
“父親……”沈玨低聲喚。
伊墨應了一聲，等了片刻才道：“你往後……好自為之。”
“父親，”沈玨眼眶一紅，跪在他腳下：“我是不會走的。”
“為什麼？”伊墨問。
“因為不捨得。”
“不捨得什麼？”伊墨又問。
“我的親人。”沈玨抬起頭來，看著他道：“爹和父親是我的親人，是不計代價對我好的人，不求索償，沒有道理。所以，不捨得。”
“你們是我的親人，”沈玨一字一句道：“你們丟下我，我才會走。你們在，我便侍奉在側。”
親人。
伊墨蹲下身，父子面對面的望著，許久，伊墨道：“你也是我的親人。”
也是不計一切對我好的人。
伊墨將他抱在懷裡，仿佛他幼時玩累了一樣，抱在懷中，像個盡職的父親。
他們都是妖物，毫無血緣，卻因為同一個人，所以有了相遇相識相親的機會。
可以親手將一個嬰兒撫養成人，看著他一天天長大，識得更多的字，明白更多的道理。可以享受他的孝順，理所當然接受他的侍奉。仿佛一切是尋常。
而其實，並不是尋常的。
若不是屋中那個人，他們只會陌不相識，甚至將來有一天，成仙的蛇妖會除去作惡的狼妖，也是未必。但他們又何其有幸，遇到這樣一個人類。
親手教他們學會親情，即使毫無血緣，也仿佛血濃於水的互相依戀。
那人不在了，他們互相依託。那人轉世了，他們各自盡責。
只因為那人不拿他們當做異類，不給他們苛責，只拿他們當做普通人。即使他們兩個，都比他強大。他也給出珍重的呵護。
去保護，去珍惜，去愛憐。傾盡所能。
沈玨壓抑著低泣，仿佛還是那個可以肆意撒野與撒嬌的孩子。伊墨撫著他的後頸，無聲安慰。
晴天朗朗，微風裡有花香。
屋子裡，柳延已經醒了。
仿佛大夢一場，天地初生時的蒙昧狀態，前塵往事鑽出硬殼，簌簌抖落塵土，直抵靈魂。
柳延醒了。
他醒了，卻未起身，只躺在床榻上，睜著一雙墨如點漆的眼，怔怔發愣。老仙在一旁站著，也不言不語。
許久，他緩緩起身，轉過臉來，目光從容恬淡，望著老仙道：“他在哪？”
除此之外，他什麼都沒說。仿佛一切已經了然於胸，一切都無須再說。行至今天，兩世家國天下都成了一縷幽風，消弭無蹤。
他的眼睛與靈魂，只契刻進一人而已。
老仙指了指屋外。
柳延走到門旁，拉開兩扇木門，“吱呀”一聲，木門發出綿長的聲響，晃晃悠悠，拉開了兩百年的光陰。
日光明澈，金色的絲絲縷縷籠罩在屋外黑袍男人身上，仿佛上天賜予的一道光。光影裡的伊墨抬臉，迎上那道視線。
目光怔然相撞，如日與夜的交接，幻象迭生，兩百多年的輾轉糾結，浮在眼前。
然而，彼此眼光又是澄澈的，不摻雜質，一眼就能望得到底。
柳延站在門旁，良久才一步步走過去，走到他身前，伊墨伸手將他抱進懷裡，仿佛擁住了自己的生命。
沒有人說話。也不需要說話。
那些世事沉浮，功名利祿，糾結輾轉，迷茫懵懂，都無需贅言。
只要這樣擁抱在一起，呼吸對方身上的氣息，聆聽對方的心跳，用眼睛述說喜歡。
——我喜歡你。
這話不知是誰說的，只這一句話，曾經夢魘的酷寒都輪回成了暖春。
“我們成親。”柳延說，手指滑下他後背，攥住了自己腰上的手，“我們成親。”
伊墨說：“好。”
握緊了掌心中的手，十指交扣，仿佛要這樣一直，走到世界的盡頭去。
紅燭喜堂早已備好，老仙留了下來。
許明世捂著眼，哽咽一聲道：“我來主婚。”
柳延牽著他的手，跪在軟墊上：“沈清軒已成白骨，季玖長眠木棺。這一世，沒有家國天下。”
柳延緩緩道，側眼對著他笑：“只有你的柳延。”
伊墨道：“好。”目光溫柔，鄭重地跪在他身旁。
不敬天地，不理神佛，這是他有生以來，第一次屈膝而跪。
許明世遏制著淚眼，喊道：“一拜天地……”泣音怎麼也壓抑不住，幾乎成了顫音。
跪著的兩人相視而笑，對著天地躬身叩拜，鄭重叩首。
天地作證，他們成親。
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This was his second time digging a grave.
Yi Mo thought about it while knocking open the wooden coffin with familiarity. The coffin was made of thousand-year-old sunken wood, which was dense and impervious to water and fire . Even if ordinary people had the money, they couldn’t find it. Only Ji Jiu could easily get such a coffin and lie in it. He left the world like this, without knowing the pain and suffering. Even if he knew that life was so beautiful, he could only give it up.
Yi Mo touched him.
He was covered in a suit of jet-black armor, still dressed as a general. No flesh could be felt, only the cold black armor , which felt chilly to the touch.
Even if he was a snake, born cold-blooded, he couldn’t be as cold as him. This was the chill of death.
Only Ji Jiu is willing to give up his warm life and lie down here willingly.
There is no need to fight him anymore, no need to waste a word arguing with this world anymore.
Yi Mo turned sideways and lay with him for a while, thinking that when he was alive, he had never been so quiet and docile, letting him lie beside him without saying a word.
Yi Mo lay quietly, not daring to move him. He could fiddle with Shen Qingxuan’s bones as he pleased, but he dared not offend Ji Jiu’s body in the slightest. He had already offended him too many times when he was alive, and he couldn’t let him go even after he died.
Yi Mo lay quietly with him, beside the cold corpse, feeling infinitely quiet.
Finally, she couldn’t help herself and gently touched his hand. The back of his hand holding the sword was covered by armor, with only five fingers exposed. He carefully stretched out his hand and gently grasped those bony fingers, silently saying in his heart, I’m here to see you.
——Ji Jiu, I see you are here.
I could only hold his hand gently and say this at the end.
After waiting for a while, he took the blood bead from his chest. The blood-red bead was placed against his skin, as if it was sleeping on his chest. Just like those turbulent years, he held the drunken snake and quietly placed it on his chest at night. It was like repaying the debt of the first life, and also like telling the love of the second life . But it could only be done silently.
Yi Mo cast a spell to break the blood bead and actually saw the ghost.
The soul and the spirit , actually have no consciousness, but in the closed and dark tomb, they stare at the person in front of them, as if saying: You are here.
Yi Mo held his soul in place to prevent it from dissipating, and said to him, “I’ll take you back."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to touch his face, but his touch was empty. His heart trembled, and Yi Mo said, “I’ll take you home."
As he said these words, the soul condensed into a small beam of light and disappeared into the palm of his hand – I will go home with you.
The sky is vast and the earth is wide, let’s go home.
When they returned to the mountain courtyard, the old immortal was already waiting there, Xu Mingshi and Shen Jue were also there. Yi Mo stood at the gate of the courtyard and glanced at them quietly. Over the years, he had only been involved with these few people.
However, there was only one person he wanted to reach the same destination with.
When the old immortal saw him coming, he took the soul and spirit away in a porcelain bottle . When he turned around and prepared to go into the room to cast a spell, he couldn’t help but say, “Little snake, humans and demons are on different paths, why force it."
Yi Mo looked at his back and said, “I want someone to accompany me."
I want someone to walk hand in hand with me, to watch the sunset over the Cangshan Mountains, the starry sky before dawn, and the joys and sorrows of the world. Rather than being alone.
I have been walking alone with the world for too long.
Until he met the frail scholar, with gentle eyes and a nervous expression, he said seriously and solemnly: We have different paths but the same destination, okay?
With just one sentence, he had experienced the warmest and most colorful colors. How could he be willing to go back to black and white?
The old immortal paused , stopped talking, and walked into the house, holding the porcelain bottle tightly.
in the room , Liu Yan had been cast into a spell and fell into a deep sleep. His face was handsome and his expression was peaceful.
It was such an ordinary person who made a thousand-year-old snake demon lose his mind and give up the path to immortality without any regrets. The old immortal knew that it was too late to stop it. From the first glance at Yi Mo this time, he knew it was too late to stop it. The pair of eyes that had been frozen for a thousand years had cracked, and the water below flowed out, melting the glacier.
Perhaps, he should not have been allowed to become a demon in the first place. After thousands of years, perhaps the little snake had already reincarnated into a human and lived with this man forever.
Some people you are destined to meet will always meet.
The old immortal sighed , concentrated his mind , and began to cast a spell.
Yi Mo stood outside the house, looking at Shen Jue. Shen Jue had already learned everything from Xu Mingshi, and his face was sad.
“Father…" Shen Jue called in a low voice.
Yi Mo responded and waited for a moment before saying, “From now on… take care of yourself."
“Father," Shen Jue’s eyes turned red and he knelt at his feet: “I will not leave."
“Why?" Yi Mo asked.
“Because I can’t bear to leave.”
“What are you reluctant to give up?" Yi Mo asked again.
“My relatives." Shen Jue raised his head, looked at him and said, “Dad and father are my relatives. They are the ones who treat me well regardless of the cost. It is unreasonable not to ask for compensation. So, I am reluctant to let them go."
“You are my relatives," Shen Jue said word by word, “I will leave only if you abandon me. As long as you are here, I will serve you by your side."
Relatives.
Yi Mo squatted down, and the father and son looked at each other face to face. After a long time, Yi Mo said, “You are also my relative."
He is also someone who treats me well regardless of everything.
Yi Mo held him in his arms, as if he was tired from playing when he was a child, and held him in his arms like a responsible father.
They are all monsters and have no blood relationship, but because of the same person, they have the opportunity to meet, get to know each other and fall in love.
I can personally raise a baby, watch him grow up day by day, learn more words, and understand more truths. I can enjoy his filial piety and accept his service as a matter of course. It seems that everything is normal.
But in fact, it is not ordinary.
If it weren’t for the man in the house, they would have been strangers to each other, and it was even possible that one day in the future, the immortal snake demon would eliminate the evil wolf demon. But how lucky they were to meet such a human being.
Teach them family affection with your own hands, even if they have no blood relationship, they are still dependent on each other as if blood is thicker than water.
That person is gone, and they rely on each other. That person is reincarnated, and they each fulfill their responsibilities.
Just because that person didn’t treat them as different, didn’t criticize them, but just treated them as ordinary people. Even though both of them were stronger than him, he still gave them precious care.
To protect, to cherish, to love. Do your best.
Shen Jue suppressed his sobs, as if he was still the child who could act wild and spoiled as he pleased. Yi Mo stroked the back of his neck, silently comforting him.
The sky is sunny and the breeze carries the scent of flowers.
In the room, Liu Yan had already woken up.
It was like a big dream, the ignorant state when the world was first created. The past events broke out of the hard shell, shook off the dust, and reached the soul.
Liu Yan woke up.
He woke up, but did not get up. He just lay on the bed, staring blankly with his dark eyes. The old immortal stood beside him, also silent.
After a long while, he slowly stood up, turned around, looked at the old immortal with a calm and peaceful gaze, and asked, “Where is he?"
Apart from that, he said nothing. It was as if he had already known everything and there was no need to say anything more. As of today, the two families, countries and the world have become a wisp of wind, disappearing without a trace.
His eyes and soul are engraved on only one person.
The old immortal pointed outside the house.
Liu Yan walked to the door and opened the two wooden doors. With a “creaky" sound, the wooden doors made a long lingering sound and swayed, stretching out two hundred years of time.
The sun was bright and clear, and golden rays enveloped the black-robed man outside the house, as if he were a ray of light bestowed by God. In the light and shadow, Yi Mo raised his head and met that gaze.
Their eyes suddenly collided , like the intersection of day and night. Illusions emerged one after another, and more than two hundred years of twists and turns appeared before their eyes.
However, each other’s eyes were clear and unadulterated , and they could see through each other at a glance.
Liu Yan stood by the door for a long time before he walked over step by step. When he reached him, Yi Mo reached out and held him in his arms, as if he was embracing his own life.
No one spoke. No one needed to speak.
There is no need to elaborate on the ups and downs of life, fame and fortune, entanglements, confusion and ignorance.
Just hug each other like this, breathe in each other’s scent, listen to each other’s heartbeat, and tell each other’s love with your eyes.
–I like you.
I don’t know who said this, but with just this one sentence, the nightmare-like cold weather turned into a warm spring.
“Let’s get married." Liu Yan said, sliding his fingers down his back and holding the hand on his waist, “Let’s get married."
Yi Mo said: “Okay."
I clenched my hands tightly, interlacing my fingers, as if I would walk like this to the end of the world.
The wedding hall with red candles had already been prepared, and the old immortal stayed .
Xu Mingshi covered his eyes and choked up as he said, “I’ll officiate the wedding."
Liu Yan held his hand and knelt on the cushion: “Shen Qingxuan has turned into bones, and Ji Jiu sleeps in a wooden coffin. In this life, there is no family, country or world."
Liu Yan said slowly, smiling at him sideways: “Only your Liu Yan."
Yi Mo said, “Okay." His eyes were gentle and he knelt solemnly beside him.
He was disrespectful to heaven and earth, and ignored gods and Buddhas. This was the first time in his life that he knelt down.
Xu Mingshi held back his tears and shouted, “I bow to heaven and earth…" He couldn’t suppress his sobs anymore and they almost turned into a tremor.
The two kneeling people smiled at each other, bowed their heads towards the heaven and earth, and kowtowed solemnly.
Heaven and earth are witnesses, they got married.
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