Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Cheng Qiu’s pale fingers suddenly…

Cheng Qiu's pale fingers suddenly grew sharp nails. He stared coldly at Li Yian. The evil on his shoulder kept screaming, "Kill her, tear her soul apart!!!"

Cheng Qiu's head was in great pain. His five fingers turned into claws. He suddenly raised his hand towards Li Yian, but he did not take action.

The evil that was parasitic in Cheng Qiu's soul screamed, "Tear out her soul!!!"

The obscene voice roiled Cheng Qiu's soul, sending a sharp pain through his head and nearly causing him to lose his mind. Several sharp arrows pierced the wind and hurtled towards him, but he stood still, ready to face his own death.

Xie Hui tried to control Cheng Qiu in panic, "Get out of the way!!! Ahh ...

Cheng Qiu's soul was parasitized by the evil, and when the evil died, Cheng Qiu's soul could no longer hold on. His soul became extremely faint, almost dissipating with the wind.

He turned around and looked at Li Yian, his expression becoming very sad. "Li Yian, I'm sorry, this really is the last time I see you."

Li Yian watched Cheng Qiu's soul gradually dissolve into smoke as the evil spirit died. He asked in shock, "Cheng Qiu, why didn't you hide?"

"Because I want to destroy myself before I lose my mind."

Even as the light was about to dissipate, he still forced a sad smile on his face and whispered, "It's also because I don't want to hurt you."

"Hmph, sorry to interrupt your sentimentality." Li Xuan, who was not far away, rushed over quickly and lit a long candle. The smoke rising from the candle surrounded Cheng Qiu's soul, which was about to dissipate, so that his soul would not dissipate.

Soon, Qi Yang arrived hurriedly, carrying Mu Yang on his back. Mu Yang hurriedly got off Qi Yang and took out a small box from his wide sleeve. The box contained some incense ash. He squatted down, sprinkled the ashes on the ground, and said softly, "The priest told us to save Cheng Qiu at all costs. Cheng Qiu, try to step on these ashes. It should be able to absorb your soul into this small box and preserve it."

Li Yian stared at Mu Yang blankly, "What is this?"

"It's a simple version of the Qiankun bag. Time is urgent, so we can only use a box as a substitute temporarily. I have to let Cheng Qiu inconvenience you for now." Mu Yang smiled into the air.

Cheng Qiu, who originally thought he would be scared to death, was stunned for a moment, "Huh?" After a pause, he waved to Mu Yang again, "Classmate, I'm here."

Mu Yang looked around in confusion. He could not hear Cheng Qiu's voice, nor could he see Cheng Qiu's soul.

Qi Yang, having sprinted for several kilometers carrying Mu Yang on his back, was panting heavily, his hands supporting his waist. Cheng Qiu was in front of him, but he looked everywhere for Cheng Qiu's soul and praised him, "Cheng Qiu, you're such a man! Mu Yang said that if a soul is possessed by evil, it needs to endure the pain of being cut into pieces to maintain its sanity. I didn't expect you to hold back in the end. You really made those weaklings in the Wen Academy proud."

The tragic atmosphere of separation was broken by Mu Yang and Qi Yang. Li Yian couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "It seems that only Li Xuan and I can see him."

"I can't see it." Li Xuan said lightly.

Li Yian was stunned. How did Li Xuan shoot the arrow to kill Xie Wu?

Cheng Qiu couldn't help but smile, feeling relieved and warm. He bowed to Mu Yang, Qi Yang, and Li Xuan one by one, "Thank you." When he turned to Li Yian, his smile softened a little, "Thank you."

Facing his fellow theology students, Cheng Qiu felt a surge of trust in them. He placed his foot on the incense ash, and a warm current suddenly filled his soul, slowly drawing it into the box. The lid automatically closed.

Mu Yang was stunned for a moment and handed the box to Li Yian, "Cheng Qiu can't stay outside for a long time, so cousin, open the box after you send him home." After he finished talking to Li Yian, he lowered his head, walked to the other side, and stopped talking.

Li Yian noticed that Mu Yang no longer smiled as soon as he saw her as he used to, and he didn't come to talk to her much these days.

She could feel that Mu Yang seemed to have grown a little in the past few days, becoming more reliable and able to make various tools to help eliminate evil and save lives.

No matter what, at this moment, Li Yian was grateful to Mu Yang, but she had told Mu Yang that she still hated him, so she felt a little uncomfortable thanking him at this moment.

She said thank you to Mu Yang awkwardly, and then hurried out of the woods.

It was already dawn outside, and the morning glow in the east was as pale as a fish belly. The morning breeze relaxed Li Yian's heart, which had been tense all night.

After escaping from the evil environment, Li Yian was able to easily find the previously marked route and quickly brought Cheng Qiu to his home.

Cheng Qiu's house was very big, even bigger than Mu's, and looked very solemn. There were many soldiers patrolling around. Since Li Yian had already greeted Councillor Cheng yesterday, no one stopped her when she approached the Cheng family holding the box.

She whispered to the box in her hand, "Cheng Qiu, I have sent you home."

Councillor Cheng took the box from Li Yian with a look of grief on his face. Li Yian bowed deeply to him, but being reserved, she didn't know how to comfort the poor father in front of her. She said, "Cheng Qiu is the most gentle and strong person I have ever met."

Extremely gentle towards others and calm in the face of death, this is the Cheng Qiu she knows.

The Cheng family's courtyard was covered in a vast expanse of bamboo. Beneath the bamboo grove, she saw a stone table and stone bench. On the stone table lay an unfinished bamboo mask for the ritual. She seemed to see Cheng Qiu meticulously crafting the mask beneath the bamboo grove.

Cheng Qiu, who has always loved the festival and worked hard for it, ultimately failed to successfully hold the festival...

Perhaps one of the reasons why Cheng Qiu wanted to go home was that he wanted to continue his work, to hold a grand festival for the theological society, the entire town, and the entire country, and to spread God's blessings to the world.

Li Yian lowered her eyes with some melancholy, turned around and left. As she walked out of the Cheng family and was about to leave, Cheng Qiu's gentle voice came from behind, "Li Yian."

Cheng Qiu smiled at her tenderly under the morning sun, his handsome face slightly transparent in the sunlight. "I wish you all the best in the palace. I hope we can meet again in the future."

"I will." Li Yian also curled her lips slightly towards him. Li Yian, who rarely smiled, now smiled beautifully and charmingly.

Cheng Qiu smiled and said, "Li Yian. You look beautiful when you smile. It suits you very well."

From her respectful attitude when they first met, to her gentleness and kindness when they got along later, to her smile now, all of them made his heart beat faster.

"No, no." After being praised, Li Yian turned his head to look at the bushes next to him a little uncomfortably.

The sun had risen, and Cheng Qiu couldn't stay outside the box for too long. Saying goodbye to Li Yian left him filled with regret. Now, he could only make it short, "Yian, when I was possessed by the evil, I also learned some things about you. But no matter what happens, you must believe in yourself, take control of your own destiny, and have confidence in the future."

"Chengqiu······"

Although she spent a short time with Cheng Qiu, she was deeply moved by his strength and tenacity. Even when she encountered difficulties later, she could always think of the time when there was such a cheerful person who encouraged her.

Cheng Qiu smiled gently, and just like she had bowed to him before, he bent down and bowed to Li Yian, saying softly, "We will meet again if we are destined to."