The plan to summon the gods had an unexpected twist 4

Huaiwen asked how to break the curse that had been placed on her and Xuanye.

Fu Lin stepped aside from Huai Wen and looked at Xuan Ye not far away. His mood suddenly became heavy. But when he looked at Huai Wen, he maintained a smile: "Why do you want to undo this?"

Huaiwen was stunned. Did she need a reason to untie them? Wasn't the reason obvious? But she calmly replied, "Our lifespans are different, so it's not appropriate for us to be tied together for too long."

A hint of surprise flashed in Fu Lin's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and advised again, "This spell is easy to bind, but difficult to break. I'm afraid it's not suitable for you to break it now, nor is it easy for you to do so."

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

"It's best not to untie it."

Huaiwen frowned, pursed his lips, and finally felt frustrated by the misplaced trust he had placed in Fulin. Helpless, he said, "I'm going home to find my master."

Having said that, Fu Lin sighed and chased after her, advising Huai Wen to prioritize collecting the debt. As for her master, it wouldn't matter if they met later.

Huaiwen turned around quickly, his eyes filled with accusation: "How did you know I was coming to collect a debt?"

Fu Lin made a creaking sound, then pondered for a moment: "Because... Xuan Ye told me."

If Huaiwen believed that, she would be a fool. She snorted, like an angry pufferfish, and went back to her room.

As the door closed, Fu Lin walked up to Xuan Ye, looking worried, and asked him what to do.

Xuan Ye raised an eyebrow and asked casually, "What? Are you afraid she'll go home to find her master?"

Fu Lin looked helplessly at Xuan Ye, offering no reply, and simply left. Xuan Ye stared at Fu Lin's retreating figure, falling into silence.

Time flies in the mountains and forests; the sun rises and sets, and the fragrance of flowers fills the air day after day. Before parting with the homeowner, Huaiwen enjoyed some osmanthus cake made by the homeowner.

After the homeowner left, only the three of them remained in the courtyard. Huaiwen, munching on osmanthus cake, said she wanted to return to the transvestite center. Xuanye then said he wanted to go back with her.

Huaiwen didn't refute, but instead looked at Fulin and asked, "True God, when are you going to help Lord Yuluo?"

"tomorrow."

"So you'll use the time travel technique to go back and investigate the matter of the ghost soldiers?"

"Won't."

Huaiwen's eyes widened: "Why?"

Fu Lin sipped his tea in silence: "The art of rewinding is not as easy as you think. Besides, I can no longer activate the art of rewinding now."

Huaiwen stood up in shock: "You can't use it? What's wrong with you?"

Fu Lin's expression darkened. He gestured for Huai Wen to sit down and slowly said, "The Rewind Technique has too many variables and is too easy to kill. Shi Yuluo and Cang Lun are not strong enough to withstand it. Of course, neither are you."

Huai Wenxin secretly wondered how he knew what she was thinking.

"Although we can no longer activate the Rewind Technique, there are always ways to solve the problem. You don't need to worry. On the contrary, you... don't overthink things, don't be an ignorant warrior who will be reduced to ashes."

Huaiwen nodded obediently and pressed on again, "Are you really not going to tell me how you successfully reverted back in time?"

Xuan Ye couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this. Huai Wen was still the same as always, always wanting to get to the bottom of things.

Fu Lin took a deep breath and finally forced a smile: "How else can the rewind be successful? The spell is successfully cast, and you see the past. Once you've seen it, it's over."

Huaiwen squinted at him: "No surprises?"

Fu Lin asked resentfully, "You still hope something bad will happen to me?"

"No, I was just afraid you wouldn't tell me."

Fu Lin shook his head helplessly and drank some tea to calm himself down. He felt as if Huai Wen had grabbed him by the throat, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say.

However, through Ce Mie and Xuan Ye, Huai Wen could roughly understand some aspects of the Fu Lin's retrospective technique. It's just that the deeper aspects, without Fu Lin's explanation, were beyond her accurate comprehension.

“Oh, right, God. There’s something I want to tell you.” Huaiwen finished the last piece of osmanthus cake and smiled sweetly. “Before I go home to find my master, I need to go see Jiang Liyan and say goodbye to him. And since you’re looking for Shi Yuluo and Canglun, and they’re together, we can go the same way.”

Fu Lin knew Huai Wen wouldn't obediently return to the transvestite center!

Huaiwen observed the micro-expressions on Fulin's face and asked pitifully, "Fulin, you wouldn't be thinking of abandoning us and running away, would you...?"

Xuan Ye added, "I always said that when disaster strikes, even the gods will eventually scatter."

Fu Lin looked at the two of them, feeling powerless, and laughed in exasperation. After a long while, she pointed at them and replied, "I... how could that be?"

Before returning to Xicuo Town, Huaiwen changed back into her clothes and styled her hair in a boyish updo. Xuanye and Fulin watched her without saying a word. However, after saying goodbye to the homeowner, Fulin couldn't help but ask Huaiwen if she wasn't used to being a girl.

Huaiwen shook her head. She was a girl by nature, so how could she not be used to it? The reason she changed back into men's clothing was simply because she felt it was more convenient to act as a man than a woman.

Upon hearing this, Fu Lin was secretly saddened. His eyes inadvertently met Xuan Ye's, and his heart tightened; he silently turned his head away. Xuan Ye bent slightly, leaning closer to Huai Wen, and carefully asked, "Huai Wen, you don't have to force yourself to be a man. I can help you."

Huaiwen smiled and shook his head in refusal: "But my master said that it's safer for me to be like this."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Ye raised an eyebrow and looked at Huai Wen, his tone questioning: "Really? Did your master really say that?"

"Hmm... But my being a man is none of your business. Also, don't tell anyone!"

Xuan Ye and Fu Lin nodded in tacit agreement. They both lowered their eyes, each lost in their own thoughts, but unable to speak at this moment, they could only sigh.

The fragrance of osmanthus was gone; instead, a pungent, rotten smell filled the air. They returned to Xicuo.

The horrific scene of that day remained unchanged, only the stench of rotting corpses was even stronger. No one came to collect the bodies; the people had all fled. They walked the streets, seeing few people and no demons. After a while, voices came from afar, and after turning a corner, they finally saw Jiang Liyan and Cang Lun.

Upon seeing Huaiwen and Xuanye return alive, Jiang Liyan ran over, both surprised and delighted. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he realized there was someone else beside him. He then asked who it was.

"The True God of Fulin." Cang Lun ran over, bowed respectfully, and answered Jiang Liyan's question.

One sentence prompted Jiang Liyan to shout again, and even the bronze artifact behind him shook.

Fu Lin asked Cang Lun what the current situation was.

Cang Lun replied that the Yin soldiers had been wreaking havoc these past few days, and they were powerless to control the situation. Shi Yulu then returned to the Divine Realm to seek the Heavenly Lord's help. As for them, they had been searching for the hidden Yin soldiers these past few days to prevent them from coming out and killing people.

After Canglun finished explaining, he asked Fulin expectantly, "True God, should we return to the God Realm? The Heavenly Lord must be looking for you too. And if you return, we will have a better chance of resolving this matter."

Fu Lin calmly said, "No rush, let's wait for Shi Yuluo to return."

Fu Lin squatted down, looked at the bronze figure, and joked, "The Sun's Destruction."

The bronze figure stirred, and Fu Lin's lips curled into a smile: "There's still someone who can handle you."

Fu Lin then stood up, turned to face Huai Wen, his expression calm but his tone firm: "Alright, Huai Wen, you've seen Jiang Liyan, now go back."

The street, already quiet with only a few people talking, now seemed eerily still. Fu Lin and Huai Wen were subtly vying for power, and the others, sensing a strong, powerful clash in the air, dared not utter a word.

In the end, Huaiwen avoided Fulin's unyielding gaze, sighed inwardly, and took her leave. Before leaving, she asked Fulin to take Jiang Liyan with her.

As they walked along the road, Huaiwen gradually took the lead, followed by Xuanye, while Jiang Liyan brought up the rear. He had a feeling that something had happened between the two in front of him.

Before they came to Xicuo, they also walked this road. Back then, the road was bustling with pedestrians, stalls were everywhere, and birds sang and flowers bloomed. Now, the flowers and birds are gone, and there are scars everywhere.

Huaiwen walked with her hands behind her back, her expression cold and stern. She felt the wind slapping her face painfully. After a while, she stopped and turned around to look at the person behind her.

She asked casually, "Ayan, are you coming back to the transgender community with me?"

For some reason, Jiang Liyan felt like a pair of eyes were watching him. He was sweating profusely. "I've always been a wanderer, so it doesn't matter where I go."

"Oh, I see. Then come back to the transgender community with me."

Jiang Liyan felt inexplicably guilty. He glanced at Xuan Ye, then pretended not to see him and agreed to Huai Wen's request. He believed that as long as he pleased Huai Wen, he wouldn't be killed by Xuan Ye.

As the sun set, Huaiwen stretched and said, "It's getting dark, let's find a place to rest."

They were in the middle of nowhere, with no village in sight. They could only gather some firewood and find an open space to spend the night. The three of them sat around the fire, warming themselves. Huaiwen took out a packet of osmanthus cakes from his treasure bag and handed it to Jiang Liyan.

Throughout the journey, Huaiwen remained silent to Xuan Ye, who could only watch Huaiwen and Jiang Liyan interact with him, his expression sullen. Xuan Ye's eyes held a mixture of resentment and grievance, yet he maintained his composure, sitting at a distance on the other side.

Jiang Liyan was completely baffled as to what had happened between Xuan Ye and Huai Wen, so he leaned closer to Huai Wen and asked in a low voice, "Did you two have a fight?"

Huaiwen shook his head, and Jiang Liyan asked again, "Then why aren't you saying anything?"

Huaiwen glanced at Xuan Ye, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Then I'll go find him."

The leaves rustled, and Huaiwen crouched down and moved over. She tilted her head and snuggled into Xuan Ye's arms, asking innocently, "Want some osmanthus cake?"

Xuan Ye's head was lowered, but when he saw Huai Wen tilting his head and looking at him with innocent eyes, his mood instantly improved. He even felt that this position was quite suitable for kissing him.

Huaiwen coaxed again, "Aren't you hungry?"

Xuan Ye shook his head and said he wasn't hungry.

Huaiwen nodded, pulled her head back, and sighed, saying that Jiang Liyan would have to eat them all. Upon hearing this, Xuan Ye pulled her back and said that he wanted to eat a piece.

Huaiwen succeeded. She smiled, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, handed it to Xuan Ye, and watched him eat it. Xuan Ye was pleased, but only smiled shyly and said nothing more.

The moment the fire went out, Jiang Liyan and Xuan Ye both fell into a deep sleep. Huai Wen, however, remained awake in the darkness. By the starlight, she looked at the sleeping Xuan Ye, but after a few seconds, she stood up, took out several white talismans, drew incantations, and surrounded Xuan Ye.

She whispered, "Lock!"

The spell worked! Huaiwen quickly shook Jiang Liyan awake again. Just as Jiang Liyan was about to speak loudly, Huaiwen covered his mouth, made him get up, and pulled him away.

They ran a very, very long way until dawn before Huaiwen finally let go of Jiang Liyan's hand. Jiang Liyan, panting, asked Huaiwen what had happened.

Huaiwen didn't want to explain too much, so she could only scare Jiang Liyan by saying, "He's a ruthless demon king! Lingshan Xuanye! He's going to eat us! I'm taking you to escape!"

Jiang Liyan was still in shock: "What? How could he be?"

After calming down, Jiang Liyan shouted with lingering fear, "No! It really is him! Huaiwen, how come you've run into all sorts of people! What are we going to do? If he finds out we ran away, won't he come and get us?"

Huaiwen nodded, but then she said, "Don't be afraid, Jiang Liyan. We've escaped. Before it's fully light, go where there are people, and we'll part ways here."

"Then where are you going?"

"I'm going to collect the debt."

"Then I'll go with you."

"no!"