He was too familiar with this feeling of being wronged to the point of wanting to die.

It was so familiar that even if it only appeared for a few minutes, his body would automatically enter adjustment mode, forcing him to withdraw from this emotion.

I blinked quickly a few times and took a few deep breaths to clear away the uncomfortable feeling.

In the end, he just looked at his hands and asked calmly, "Why? On what basis?"

Just like countless times before, there would be absolutely no answer.

Yan Huailiu tilted his head back and just stared at the tall statue behind him: "Teacher, I may not have the chance to go back to sweep your grave. I will light a few more incense sticks and pay my respects to Master, as if it is a worship of you, okay?"

"You have many students all over the world, so you shouldn't be short of a useless disciple like me."

He sat down, straightened his clothes, picked up the incense beside him and lit it, then kowtowed a few more times more respectfully.

When it was inserted into the incense burner, the rising smoke was blown sideways by the wind and smoked into the eyes.

Tears were smoked out, Yan Huailiu coughed a few times, raised his sleeves to wipe them away.

"Teacher, it's no use scolding me. No one can change the decision I've made."

"Anyway, I don't have anything to worry about, so I might as well fulfill their wish."

"He must still be there. The Qiankun Yinyang Mirror in Chang Huan's hand... I've thought about it carefully and it probably has nothing to do with me."

The ground was still a little damp, so Yan Huailiu didn't sit on the mat anymore. Instead, he pulled over a stool next to him and sat down.

A wry smile appeared on his face: "Xiao Ba told me before that I can go back after completing the task."

"It's so persistent in asking me to complete the mission, asking me to change the original direction of this world, and will send me away after I succeed. This means that everything here will continue after I leave."

"It's not meaningless. They really exist. They have flesh and blood, souls and emotions. They may just be in a different world from ours."

"According to the original timeline, the mission should be halfway completed. If I'm not mistaken, Xiao Ba shouldn't show up until three months or six months later."

"It always comes online to check on its progress after such a long time. Hmm... It's just a system, a free and unfettered one at that. It's probably not completely bound to me."

"So my decision shouldn't affect it. I don't know what Xiao Ba's expression will be when he comes online and finds that I'm gone."

After analyzing it for a long time, some memories in my mind became clearer.

Yan Huailiu recalled for a moment, frowning in confusion: "Didn't I pay close attention before? Isn't this a bit too detailed?"

He is not very willing to study how his original body offended the entire cultivation world alone.

How could he still step on someone's head... Oh wait, this person looks familiar. He seems to be one of the two monks who quarreled with Zhang Zhian after the birthday party.

It doesn’t seem unfair.

Those clips are like playing a movie, but at double the speed.

Yan Huailiu was forced to finish his recollections, sighed, and took out paper and pen again.

Take advantage of the last time to repair the relationship that can be repaired.

Writing letters is also very convenient. It saves face-to-face communication and allows you to carefully consider your wording.

The largest item in his bag was envelopes, and in just a short while he wrote down the names of all the sects he could think of.

Try to write in a tone that they can accept, based on their individual needs and temperament.

I stopped writing only when I yawned at the end.

He stretched his slightly sore wrists and folded up the letters and put them away.

He supported his chin with one hand and stared blankly at the incense that was about to burn out.

After a moment, he suddenly woke up, got up and opened the heavy wooden door.

Under the moonlight, a figure stood quietly not far away. When he saw him appear, he raised his hand and waved twice.

Yan Huailiu immediately ran over and threw himself into Gu Xingyun's arms: "Why didn't you knock on the door to urge me? I almost forgot you were still waiting."

Gu Xingyun felt so cold that he couldn't tell whether it was because of his own temperature or because he had been outside in the wind for too long.

"I walked around Dongyue Town and found a little demon hiding and planning to do something bad. I dealt with it and also went to the grave that Master mentioned. There wasn't much weeds there, so it must be frequented by people."

"That's the tomb of that little demon and her husband, right? I delivered Master's greetings. On the way back, I met an old woman. I helped her pick up something that had fallen on the ground. She insisted on giving me a peach..."

Gu Xingyun chattered on and on about his itinerary during this period. Yan Huailiu listened quietly and couldn't help but hugged his waist and rubbed it.

His arm was gently pulled away, and after a slight distance was created, Gu Xingyun handed him an extra-large peach.

"Disciple has washed it clean. This peach smells particularly sweet. Would you like to try it, Master?"

Yan Huailiu poked it gently, and the soft juice was about to overflow. He quickly withdrew his hand: "No, eat it yourself."

He was not used to having juice on his hands; the sticky feeling was uncomfortable.

Gu Xingyun stared at him for a while, put the peach to his mouth, gently bit it, and sucked up a mouthful of juice.

Then he gently held Yan Huailiu's chin and slowly moved closer.

After repeating this several times, the peach was finally eaten.

"Master, I told you it was super sweet. How about it? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

No longer having the energy to talk so much nonsense with him, Yan Huailiu glared at him in pretended anger, then took his hand and said, "Let's go back."

After just two steps, fatigue washed over me.

Yan Huailiu couldn't tell whether he was really tired or it was due to emotional reasons.

The moonlight illuminated the road very brightly, and he suddenly wanted to be willful and pretentious this time.

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