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After coming down from the roof, Jiang Huali returned to her room to rest.
She had a suspicion when she saw that Mu Bai's true form was a white snake.
Looking back now, Mu Bai intentionally let her see his demon form, and she did indeed recognize him.
Jiang Huali lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
After she left, Mu Bai stayed on the rooftop alone for a while.
After the room became completely quiet, a wisp of black mist suddenly floated out from his body, transforming into a person with black hair and bloodshot eyes.
The man had the exact same face as him.
Mu Bai stared at him with his bloodshot eyes, clearly having overheard his conversation with Jiang Huali. He smirked, "So easily trusting others, haven't you learned your lesson from before?"
Mu Bai ignored the sarcasm in his words: "If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have survived, nor would I have saved you."
"It's as if you rescued me in the end, but I was still beaten like a dead dog and thrown into the furnace."
"It's not the same world as before," Mu Bai reminded him.
After a while, he added, as if warning, "You'd better not give yourself away in front of her."
Mu Bai then narrowed his eyes and asked, "You like her?"
Mu Bai remained silent.
"Heh." Mu Bai chuckled. "Don't forget, I am you, and you are me. Besides, after the fusion, I also have the right to use this body, don't I?"
He stretched and said, "This ghostly body is really uncomfortable. Why don't you hand over control of the body to me and let me stay for a few days?"
Mu Bai pursed his lips. The two of them were originally one, or rather, they were one in their previous life.
In his previous life, he was harmed and his soul was forcibly separated and split in two. One half was turned into an evil ghost, while the other half escaped and entered reincarnation, where it was reborn as a demon.
When Mu Bai was a demon in his second life, his soul was missing, so his cultivation could hardly improve. He was kind-hearted and lived in the deep mountains and forests, detached from worldly affairs.
Even so, he was still discovered by that group of people and was pursued. When he was on the verge of death, he escaped into Ling Mountain and was rescued by Jiang Huali, thus surviving by sheer luck.
Unfortunately, he was later framed and fell into the hands of those villains. They forcibly merged him with the other half of his ghost body, turning him into the half-demon, half-ghost he is today.
After merging, "Mu Bai" could not walk in the world in soul form for long, so they shared a body at this time. If they were to fight for the right to use the body, they would inevitably suffer heavy losses.
"We agreed on a monthly change, but it's not time yet," Mu Bai said.
Mu Bai chuckled, a hint of wickedness flashing in his blood-red eyes: "Two more days, don't forget."
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The next day, Yuanyuan and Shushu came up the mountain to play with Jiang Huali, and they also brought other fairies with them.
The area in front of the cabin suddenly became unusually lively.
Jiang Huali made a swing out of vines on a big tree nearby for the fairies to play on.
The first one to try will definitely be Yuanyuan.
Yuanyuan was having a great time on the swing, and she didn't hog it all; she took turns playing with the fairies.
The fairies don't usually stay on the mountain all the time; sometimes they go down to play.
Jiang Huali reminded the fairies to avoid going down the mountain recently, and if they really had to, they should hide themselves well and not linger at the foot of the mountain for too long.
After all, it's impossible to know when the members of that mysterious organization will reappear.
Yuanyuan asked, "Is it because of those people who came down the mountain before? Didn't they leave a long time ago?"
Jiang Huali patted its head: "They'll come back after they leave. They're in danger, so be careful."
Although Yuanyuan didn't understand what dangers those humans who came to Lingshan under the guise of "treasure hunting" might pose, she still obediently agreed: "Then I won't stay down the mountain for a while."
The other fairies nodded in agreement.
Jiang Huali smiled, walked past a group of fairies playing Eagle Catches Chicks, and stood in front of Mu Bai.
Mu Bai was looking down, carving some small trinkets from wood in his hand.
Seeing Jiang Huali approaching, he stopped what he was doing, smiled at her, and said, "Why are you here? Aren't you going to play with them?"
Jiang Huali sat on a small wooden stool and casually picked up what Mu Bai had just been carving.
The piece of wood in his hand was beginning to take shape; it could be seen that it was a flower.
The flowers were hollowed out, making them look like they were in a picture frame.
Jiang Huali said, "They don't need me to play with them, so why did you carve a flower?"
Mu Bai took the half-finished piece of wood from Jiang Huali and said, "I just carved it casually. Are we going mushroom picking again today?"
Jiang Huali shook her head. She didn't need to eat every day. She had been eating too many mushrooms lately and was already tired of them.
"We're not eating today. If you get hungry, go hunt for yourself."
As a fairy, one doesn't need to eat every day. Mu Bai didn't say much, just nodded.
Jiang Huali watched Mu Bai carve wood. Last night, after returning to her room, she had actually heard noises from the roof, but she hadn't bothered to investigate.
“You don’t seem very happy today,” Jiang Huali suddenly said.
She said it in a statement of fact.
Mu Bai paused for a moment, looked at the flower being carved in his hand, and smiled very softly: "Mm."
Last night's conversation with "Mu Bai" made him suddenly realize something.
Regardless of whether the pain of the past has faded away and remained forever in another time and space, he has already become a half-demon, half-ghost.
A blood-stained monster that cannot control itself.
The mountain god in the cave once showered him with divine blessings, perhaps out of his nature, or perhaps out of pity.
He survived by sheer luck, yet he couldn't help but pray for more.
But often, the more you want, the more you risk losing.
As Mu Bai said, they are one, but each has their own independent thoughts, so he cannot even express "love" as a complete self.
"Why are you unhappy?" Jiang Huali asked, looking at him.
"It's nothing," Mu Bai avoided the topic, "I was just thinking about some things from the past."
Jiang Huali recalled how he looked on the verge of death when she saw him in the cave, and felt it was inappropriate to touch on his sore spot, so she didn't ask any further questions.
Mu Bai didn't go hunting in the end. By the time the fairies had finished playing and left, dusk had fallen, and he had finished carving the flower.
A lifelike flower, framed in wood, can be placed anywhere as a pleasing decoration.
Mu Bai took the flower and entered the wooden house, then knocked on Jiang Huali's door.
After seeing off the fairies, Jiang Huali returned to her room and asked the system to play a movie for her.
The system transformed into a small ball of light and sat on Jiang Huali's shoulder, watching with great interest.
Hearing the knock, the system was startled, the whole ball trembled, and it scurried back into Jiang Huali's mind.
Jiang Huali went to open the door for Mu Bai.
As soon as the door opened, Mu Bai smiled at her, handed her the carved flower, and said, "This is for you."
Jiang Huali was stunned for a moment, then took the flower. The texture of the flower was smooth, and it was meticulously carved and polished, making it incredibly lifelike without a single burr.
"Thank you." Jiang Huali smiled as well. "I like it very much."
Mu Bai's gaze immediately met hers. The two stared at each other for a long time before Jiang Huali reacted first. She walked into the house and said, "Come in first."
Jiang Huali placed the wooden flower on a low cabinet, right next to her bed.
Mu Bai shook his head: "I'm not going in, you should rest."
Jiang Huali, whose spiritual power was weakened and who was often drowsy, nodded upon hearing this: "Okay."
Mu Bai returned to his room, and as night deepened, he sat on the bed, drenched in cold sweat.
The aftereffects of the forced fusion arrived prematurely; he temporarily lost consciousness and collapsed onto the soft blankets.
After a long while, he stirred and slowly sat up in bed, a fleeting glimpse of deep red in his eyes.
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Jiang Huali recently felt that Mu Bai was acting strangely.
It's the same face, but something has changed.
After observing for several days, she finally discovered the problem—
Mu Bai's attitude towards her suddenly turned cold.
Specifically, if Jiang Huali doesn't speak first, he remains silent; if Jiang Huali speaks first, he will at most reply with a couple of sentences.
When Yuanyuan and Shushu, whom he had gotten along well with a while ago, came to play with him, he gave a cold laugh and walked away expressionlessly.
After finally managing to coax away the heartbroken Yuanyuan and Shushu, Jiang Huali looked at Mu Bai, who was sitting expressionlessly cooking wild vegetables at the door of the wooden house, and fell into deep thought.
Could it be that he actually suffers from a hidden illness in this world—schizophrenia?
Mu Bai didn't tie his hair up today either; his long white hair was casually draped over his shoulders, with a few strands falling down with his movements and almost getting scalded by the fire.
Actually, he hadn't tied his hair up for several days, and it seemed he had put the blue hairband somewhere.
Jiang Huali went inside and brought out another hairband, this time a red one.
She walked over to Mu Bai, handed him the hairband, and said, "Tie your hair up, be careful not to get burned."
Mu Bai glanced at her, then at his own slightly burnt hair, paused for a moment, and finally reached out to take the hairband.
He casually tied his hair up and said a distant thank you to Jiang Huali.
Jiang Huali: "..."
She sat down to the side and watched Mu Bai continue cooking the wild vegetables.
The wild vegetables were cooked, and Mu Bai ladled a bowl for her.
Jiang Huali lowered her head and ate slowly. Although it was cooked a bit badly, it was something Mu Bai had just dug up today, so she still finished it out of courtesy.
On the contrary, Mu Bai's expression turned very strange after taking a couple of bites, and he put down his chopsticks.
After Jiang Huali finished eating, she looked up and found Mu Bai watching her.
She put the bowl and chopsticks aside and asked, "What's wrong?"
Mu Bai asked, "Don't you think it tastes bad?"
Jiang Huali fell silent for a moment.
After developing schizophrenia, even cooking rice became unpalatable?
Mu Bai gleaned the answer from her silence.
He stopped talking, picked up his bowl of wild vegetables, and continued eating.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Huali stood up, walked to the vine swing under the tree, sat down, and swayed back and forth idly.
Mu Bai watched her from a short distance away, chewing on overcooked wild vegetables, and suddenly thought to himself:
Why does he like her?
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