The plan to summon the gods had an unexpected twist 3

Clearly, Xuan Ye had guessed what was going on from Huai Wen's expression. He stopped midway, afraid of startling her. He looked at her quietly for a while before slowly saying, "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

Huaiwen nodded coldly, and Xuan Ye walked towards the kitchen. Huaiwen watched his retreating figure, and for some reason felt a pang of sadness.

In an instant, Huaiwen remembered the magical bond between them. They weren't in a relationship where they could kill each other. Thinking this way, even if Lingshan Xuanye wanted to kill her, now wouldn't be the time.

What exactly happened in the past?

Huaiwen was conflicted. Judging from Xuan Ye's current attitude towards her, he had no intention of killing her at all. But... she remembered someone saying that once you have doubts, you should never trust again.

Because doubt creates distance, and if that distance cannot be eliminated, you will ultimately be the one who gets hurt.

If that's the case, her most important task now is to protect herself.

Huaiwen wants to know the truth!

A creak sounded as someone pushed open the door and entered. Huaiwen shrank back, only to see an unfamiliar face. But one look was enough to tell he had a handsome appearance.

This man had eyebrows like autumn water, a nose like a jade peak, and eyes like shooting stars. He was dressed in a light blue robe with auspicious cloud patterns, and every gesture he made exuded elegance.

“I saw Xuan Ye went to get you something to eat. I knew you were awake, so I came to check on you,” Fu Lin explained softly to the wary Huai Wen across the square table.

Seeing that Huaiwen remained wary, he took a breath and said, "I am Fulin."

Huaiwen was both surprised and delighted. She looked at Fulin and thought that since Xuan Ye was also here, what he said was unlikely to be a lie.

Huaiwen was still lost in thought when he heard Fulin say, "I knew you were looking for me, so I came."

“You know…”

"With such a large entourage, it's hard for me not to know."

Huaiwen immediately felt a chill. She didn't know what was happening outside, whether Shi Yuluo and the others were alright, or what had happened with the outbreak of the Yin soldiers.

Footsteps were heard, and the two looked in that direction. Xuan Ye brought in the food, placed it on the table, set out the bowls and chopsticks for Huai Wen, and called out in a coaxing tone for a child, "Huai Wen, come here and eat."

Even if I were to kill her, it wouldn't be now. Huaiwen thought this over again, took a deep breath, and walked over. Huaiwen ate bite by bite, while the two men sat beside her watching. They really looked like a family of three.

Huaiwen had no choice but to avoid their gazes, wanting to quickly shovel down a few bites to finish. Xuan Ye and Fu Lin surprisingly told her in unison to eat slowly.

This eerie yet cozy atmosphere made Huaiwen doubt herself, wondering if she had become their caged bird, trapped in this little house.

After pondering for a while, Huaiwen decided that instead of relying on her own suspicions, she should verify the information. So she swallowed the mouthful of porridge and asked, "How did we get here?"

Xuan Ye and Fu Lin exchanged a glance. Huai Wen, watching the two exchanging glances, frowned and waited for their answer. In the end, it was Xuan Ye who answered Huai Wen's question.

He said they were swept away by the black whirlwind. In the center of the whirlwind, they met Fulin, and then escaped together, eventually arriving here.

It's true that they encountered a black whirlwind. When Huaiwen was still conscious, he knew that he had been swept away by a strong wind.

Huaiwen then asked, "So, how are Shi Yuluo and the others doing?"

Xuan Ye shook his head: "I don't know."

He thought for a moment and added, "If it wasn't swept away, it should be fine."

Huaiwen nodded, then solemnly put down her chopsticks and turned to look at Fulin, who had a calm expression, and asked sincerely, "Since you are Fulin's true god, then... are you going to take action to resolve this matter?"

Fu Lin nodded calmly: "I can't solve this by myself."

"Then, find a few more people."

Fu Lin's eyes widened as he listened to Huai Wen's words. He sighed inwardly and replied, "It's not a matter of numbers."

Huaiwen felt frustrated. These heavenly officials were always so hesitant and wouldn't say it directly: "What's the question?"

Fu Lin stared at Huai Wen with a mixture of anger and worry, then glanced at Xuan Ye before finally calming down and saying, "The God Realm will naturally reach a conclusion on this matter. You should not get involved in it anymore."

"Why!"

“You are just a mortal, with only flesh and blood. In this matter, you are bound to suffer losses no matter what. Besides, the priests will handle it, so you don’t need to worry.”

"But……"

Fu Lin waved his hand, not allowing Huai Wen to finish speaking: "There are no buts, Huai Wen. Your identity is not that of a priest. You care about the world and want to be a hero to save the common people, but from ancient times to the present, such heroes often only have a heart full of passion, brave but without strategy, and in the end, they never win and face the fate of having no bones left. Huai Wen, don't."

Written about heroes, their names will be remembered for generations; God spoke of heroes, but their bones are gone. Across the four seas and eight wastelands, the brave are fearless, yet they die far from home; such examples abound throughout the land.

Huaiwen understood reality; she comprehended every word Fulin spoke—that people should have self-awareness, not be greedy, and not do things they shouldn't do. Liuxi had said these words to her a million times.

Perhaps because Huaiwen had been silent for too long, Fulin worried that she was getting stuck on something and spoke up to comfort her: "You have done what you were supposed to do in this matter."

After a moment, Huaiwen withdrew his fearless gaze and asked curiously, "Can I ask you something else?"

Fu Lin nodded, while Huai Wen's eyes widened: "You... how did you rewind time? What kind of immortal technique is this?"

A soft cough echoed in the room. Huaiwen calmly poured Fulin a cup of tea: "You don't need to rush. I have plenty of time. You can listen slowly."

Fu Lin took the water, shaking his head; he had been careless. Xuan Ye, standing to the side, chuckled lightly; he enjoyed seeing Fu Lin unable to respond to Huai Wen's words.

But priests are always very well-mannered; after taking a sip of tea, Fu Lin regained his composure. He gently told Huai Wen that the matter of time travel was of great importance and must not be disclosed, thus refusing Huai Wen's request. Huai Wen persisted, pressing for more information. Annoyed, Fu Lin finally left the room.

After Fu Lin left, only Xuan Ye and Huai Wen remained in the room, which made Huai Wen nervous again. But she tried her best to calm herself down. She couldn't let Xuan Ye easily discover that she had found out he wanted to kill her.

But Huaiwen still showed a hint of resentment when she looked at Xuan Ye. She hadn't even met Xuan Ye before he killed her; she hadn't even regained her memories before the flood of memories told her that Xuan Ye had wanted to kill her a hundred years ago.

Her life is so miserable!

But she was even more curious about why Xuan Ye's attitude had changed so drastically! Forget about love, she couldn't love right now.

"Huaiwen".

Xuan Ye's call pulled Huai Wen back to reality once more. Huai Wen could only reply, "What?"

Xuan Ye chuckled. He thought Huai Wen looked just like a puffed-up kitten, even though he hadn't done anything yet. But if he really wanted to do something, it wouldn't be impossible, except the kitten would get all puffed up.

After thinking it over, Xuan Ye glanced at Huai Wen from head to toe. Huai Wen, noticing his gaze, subconsciously touched his face. Then he heard Xuan Ye teasingly remark, "Your face isn't as dirty as a cat's."

Huaiwen lowered his hand and muttered under his breath, "What? You're the one who's all dirty!"

Xuan Ye deliberately pressed, "What did you say?"

Huaiwen turned his face away: "It's nothing."

Xuan Ye smiled broadly, his lips curving upwards: "Oh, but your clothes are dirty."

Huaiwen looked down at her clothes and saw that they were indeed stained with mud in several places. When she looked up again, Xuan Ye had already stood up and smiled kindly at her: "I'll prepare some water for you."

The fragrance of flowers wafted in again, bewitching Huaiwen. By the time she sprang up, trying to grab Xuan Ye to stop him from preparing water, it was too late. She could only stand there, pondering how to effectively evade Xuan Ye's illusion.

Huaiwen stepped into the bathhouse and was somewhat surprised to see the garment hanging there. It was simply too magnificent. A deep purple brocade robe with magnolia and butterfly patterns, and a skirt with scattered floral patterns and cloud-like embroidery. The butterflies and flowers were inlaid with gold and embroidered, displaying unparalleled splendor.

Back in the city of transvestites, she had seen expensive clothes, but never worn them, mainly because she couldn't afford them. Aside from the fact that Xuan Ye wanted to kill her, she could be considered to have befriended a wealthy person today.

But when she put on the clothes, she realized that they had been prepared with ulterior motives.

Whoosh—the wind blew by, blowing the clothes and filling the courtyard with the fragrance of osmanthus. Huaiwen stood in front of the house, looking at Xuan Ye and Fu Lin who were staring at her intently, and couldn't help but feel shy.

"These clothes are a good choice," Xuan Ye thought to himself.

She stood there, letting the wind blow her clothes and her unbound black hair, letting the light penetrate the dense surrounding woods and fall upon her. She was radiant and beautiful, with clear, bright eyes and a rosy blush on her face. Without making any movements, just standing there was enough to intoxicate.

Fu Lin noticed the interesting detail in the clothes; they looked like a newlywed family. Fu Lin suspected that Xuan Ye was seducing Huai Wen.

Huaiwen finally took a few steps forward. She had been thinking about many things while she was taking a shower. She had to do something about it.

"Very beautiful, Huaiwen."

It was Xuan Ye's praise. Huai Wen smiled slightly and asked, "Did you do that on purpose?"

"dislike?"

Huaiwen tilted his head, hesitated for a moment, glanced at Fulin beside him, sighed, leaned closer, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know my identity?"

Xuan Ye leaned down, the two of them about a fist's width apart. Huai Wen was taken aback and took a step back. Xuan Ye's eyebrows drooped instantly. He lowered his head and chuckled, then raised his head again and replied gently, "I know."

"When did you find out?" Huaiwen frowned.

Xuan Ye's eyes lit up. He seemed to have thought of something, so he smiled brightly, crossed his arms, and teased, "You knew it at first glance."

This… is simply… unbelievable. Huaiwen had always thought she had hidden it very well. She frantically tried to recall where she had gone wrong. But after thinking it over, she decided to go back to where she started. Her own spell was completely beyond her control; it was only a matter of time before someone discovered it.

But she also realized how powerful her spell was; in all this time, Xuan Ye was the first person besides her master to see through it.

Sui Huaiwen has a male figure standing there, but his clothes are so gorgeous and beautiful that it is obvious at a glance that they are worn by a girl.

And she no longer tied her hair up like a man; having done so, she decided to give up and be a girl these next few days.

Immediately, Huaiwen glanced at Xuan Ye, then stepped past him and walked towards Fu Lin. Seeing this, Fu Lin thought she was going to ask about the matter of time travel again, sighed, and prepared to avoid the topic.

But he didn't expect that Huaiwen would ask about something else.