Chapter 106: Ending (End) Awakening from a Dream
Once again tricked into death.
Mingyao was much more cautious than the first time.
She originally wanted to find a cultivator who practiced destiny to calculate it for her, but that would make too much noise and would inevitably be discovered by Xianyin.
He could only rely on his immortal power to secretly find the young monk to tell his fortune again.
"Your divination... is quite strange."
"It's a sign of certain death, yet..." The young monk smacked his lips. "It's very strange. Could it be that sitting in this graveyard, the negative energy of these corpses has disrupted my magic?"
It's right to be strange.
Mingyao breathed a sigh of relief, but was still worried and wanted to go find Chao Qu to check on Hun.
But this time she didn't meet anyone, instead she saw Jia Li.
That's right, after that idiot Xuanxiu took action, the chaos in the demon world was brought under control, and Jiali was no longer so busy.
It didn't seem like we hadn't seen each other for long, but she looked much calmer, no longer as noisy as before.
"...Thank you for not getting angry with my brother."
Jiali spoke.
She actually thanked him, and Mingyao was still a little uncomfortable. It was hard to say whether their relationship was good or not, but it wasn't quite right. Mingyao could only smile at her and say, "It's nothing. If you're fine, I'll be leaving now."
Mingyao waved her hand, and when she reached the door, Jiali's voice suddenly rang out.
"Later, I went to Shuangli Town again." After turning around and taking a few steps, Jiali suddenly spoke again, "Do you remember that rain?"
"The rain falling on me on the night of the full moon is painful."
Without waiting for Mingyao to respond, Jiali spoke quickly to herself.
"I found a lot of skeletons in the back mountain. They belonged to... monsters."
"Xuan Hui Xianjun may have betrayed the Immortal Mountain."
"Master said that the rain in Frost Pear Town was caused by the accumulation of countless resentments, and immortal cultivators are not allowed to get close."
"But Xianshan has been helping humans eliminate demons and monsters, so why would they hate him?"
Mingyao paused, unsure of what to say. Xuanhui was already dead. It wasn't that he might have betrayed the Immortal Mountain, but that he would have been dead even if he hadn't wanted to.
Mingyao had experienced too many chaotic things, and now after being reminded by Jiali, he vaguely remembered that, by the way, Jiali seemed to have some interest in Xuanhui.
My feet felt a little hot for a moment.
But Jia Li kept pursuing him: "You are a mortal, and you have lived in the fairy mountain for two hundred years. You may be able to solve my doubts."
Can't solve it at all.
Mingyao pursed her lips. She didn't want to say anything more, but since Jiali had such a fate, she sighed.
"Perhaps the answer still lies in Frost Pear Town."
If she remembered correctly, one of the most important ingredients in the formation that Xuan Hui used to suppress Chu Ji was the blood of people from another world, which was also the source of the long-lasting resentment in that place.
Even if the formation is destroyed now, some memories will still remain.
"Lingxu Cave Mansion, if you are curious, you can go and see it yourself, there may be clues."
This time Mingyao left without waiting for Jiali to speak.
After this incident, Mingyao never went to Xunchao to see Hun again. The reason was that the date agreed upon with Xuanxiu was about to come.
She had to go back, and she couldn't be late. If she was late... Now, she was afraid that Chu Miaomiao would be killed on the spot.
They hurried back as fast as they could. On the way, Mingyao also tried to learn how to tell fortunes for himself, but since fate was a matter of course, his predictions were not accurate, so he just did it for fun.
When they were almost there, she suddenly had an idea. She remembered that Miaomiao could also tell fortunes. He had also told fortunes for her in the ghost town.
In this way, even if she never said it out loud, she could still reveal her and Xiao Tiandao's plan to him without anyone knowing.
Mingyao's eyes lit up, he thought this was a good idea, and his pace quickened.
After coming back here for three months, which is neither short nor long, I actually feel a little strange.
There was no other movement within the barrier.
Mingyao felt Xuanxiu's breath first.
Arrived early?
With a creak, she pushed open the heavy door, and the sunlight squeezed in before her, with clouds of dust swirling in it, leaving nothing to hide.
Without looking too closely, you can tell that this door has not been opened for several months.
Inside the house, I heard some noise.
It was almost the same position as when she left, without any change. The moment Ming Yao saw the figure clearly, her breath was held and she met Xuanxiu's eyes.
He was a little stunned at first, then he raised the corner of his lips slightly and asked her in a gentle voice -
"Ayao, has the March deadline arrived?"
He sat upright at the table, like a finely carved jade statue of Guanyin.
It's not that he arrived first, it's clear that he didn't leave.
After Mingyao realized it, he opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.
He didn't leave here for three months.
Doesn't it feel difficult for him to wait here?
As if he knew what she was thinking.
Xuanxiu smiled with a smile on his face: "I'm just worried that after I leave, if Yao comes back early, what will happen if he can't find me?"
"Why not wait here for Ayao to come back?"
He spoke frankly, with clear logic and precise goals.
Mingyao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, so he simply sat down opposite him.
Xuanxiu poured her some tea. He was no longer as aggressive as he was three months ago. He had regained his edge.
His eyes fell gently on her face, and after carefully studying her expression, he spoke softly, "Ayao, are you not angry with me anymore?"
Sure enough, this person is good at observing people's words and expressions.
That's good, this way he might be able to understand her hint.
Mingyao felt mixed emotions and did not answer him directly, but took out a handkerchief from his sleeve.
When it was opened, two plain circles made of gold were found inside.
Because of the unrest in Xianshan, she searched many places for the past three months before she found someone to help her make a gold ring.
"Don't move."
She took Xuanxiu's hand and pushed the ring up.
His fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints, his skin was as white as jade, and the gold jewelry suited him very well.
It is said that hands are a man’s second face. Obviously, his second face is as good-looking as his first.
After hearing her tell him not to move, Xuanxiu waited obediently for her to put it on.
The size is just right.
"What is this?" Xuanxiu asked after she put it on.
“It’s a status.”
Her voice was barely audible, and she didn't dare look up at him while speaking.
Half shyness, half guilt.
Before she could pull her hand back, Xuanxiu grabbed it.
He subconsciously grabbed her, but was a little dazed. After a while, his eyes relaxed and his voice trembled a little: "Ayao, don't tease me."
Ming Yao was panicked for a moment because of these words, and felt a little guilty. What she said at this moment was indeed sincere, but... she really couldn't say it out loud about her plan with Xiao Tiandao.
...For the last time.
She suppressed her uneasiness, looked up at Xuanxiu, forced herself to cheer up, and said seriously: "Miaomiao, I've thought about it. Let's make a blood oath and be husband and wife."
"But, I have one condition."
Xuanxiu held her hand, tightening it little by little. At this moment, there was more anxiety than joy in his eyes.
After hearing Mingyao say the word "condition", he actually felt a little relieved. Without thinking, he agreed: "I agree."
Mingyao looked into his eyes and then stated her conditions: "I want you to never commit suicide at any time."
Xuanxiu didn't say anything after hearing this.
Ming Yao didn't force him to express his opinion, but continued to speak to himself: "That day, before entering the Yaochi formation, you had to refine nine-tenths of your immortal power. The remaining one-tenth was the life force I left for you. What did you do?"
Xuanxiu's face turned a little pale, but he still didn't speak.
Seeing him like this, Mingyao pursed her lips and simply took a drastic measure.
"That Xianyin said that you wanted to harm me. It was because of you that I lost control in that formation and couldn't return even after using my immortal power."
"I didn't." Hearing her say this, Xuanxiu finally looked up and agreed with her.
"I know."
Mingyao stared into his eyes as they continued to ask and answer questions. "But you did do something. I want to know what you did."
The room was silent, with only a few dust particles tumbling in the light and shadow.
"Not nine points." After a long moment, Xuanxiu spoke, "That day, I refined ten points of immortal power."
Having the last layer of window paper exposed, Xuanxiu simply stopped hiding it. While speaking, although he tried his best to suppress it, a hint of paranoia still appeared between his eyebrows.
"I will refine ten points of immortal power. If you leave this place, that immortal power will disappear from my body."
"I'm going to die."
"I will bleed from all seven orifices and die violently in front of you."
His tone was calm, but every word he said was harsh.
"Ayao, since I can't keep you, I must make sure you never forget me."
"Ayao, I don't want the chance of life you gave me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mingyao's hands trembled.
As expected, she closed her eyes and felt a chill in her heart.
"So, you can't agree to my conditions."
Mingyao's forehead ached. After a while, she took a step back and asked in a different way.
"Have you ever thought that when our lifespans come to an end, if I die first, will you come and accompany me immediately?"
"If so, what will happen to my funeral?"
Mingyao lowered his eyes and tried to speak more firmly.
"If I die one day, you will have to take care of my funeral. In my hometown, after a person dies, their closest relatives need to burn paper money to appease the soul so that they can live on."
"I want you to keep vigil for me for a hundred days."
"So, you should?"
This time, Xuanxiu agreed.
It was just a happy event, but after talking about it like this, all the joy was ruined.
Mingyao even had the illusion that they were not discussing marriage, but visiting graves and attending a funeral.
But anyway, the matter has been settled.
As for when to get married.
The relationships between monks are not as complicated as those in the mortal world.
Find a day you like, make a blood pact, and worship heaven and earth and it's done.
But Mingyao had other plans. Ever since she mentioned the marriage that day, she had been postponing the day for signing the blood contract.
The reason is still the incompetence of that little Tiandao.
The little Tiandao was now extremely weak, and he had been repeatedly warned that the day for the blood oath must be chosen on a rainy night with thunder and lightning to ensure that there would be no mistakes.
Maybe it's just bad luck during this period.
Sometimes it happens on rainy nights.
Thunderstorm nights are not easy.
Month after month passed, but Mingyao still hadn't chosen the most suitable time.
Mingyao's mood gradually calmed down and he was no longer in a hurry to leave.
Taking advantage of this period of free time, she pestered Xuanxiu to tell her fortune and tried to leave him as many hints as possible.
Just based on the gold ring given to him, Mingyao made up countless stories about how he could find his lover through the ring.
As for fortune-telling, she tried to be as tactful as possible.
I just picked up some unimportant little things and asked him in a roundabout way.
For example, what color clothes would be more auspicious on the day of signing the blood contract, what would her fortune be like in the next few years... and so on, slowly transitioning to matters of good and bad luck.
"Then Miaomiao, can you help me calculate the good or bad luck of our wedding day?"
She has checked the solar terms of the world these days and estimates that there will be a thunderstorm in about five days.
Mingyao squinted his eyes and smiled at Xuanxiu, pretending to ask him casually, but his palms were slightly sweaty.
Xuanxiu closed his eyes as usual and calculated for her. After a long while, he glanced at her, just like when they first met, and replied with two words: "Good luck."
Mingyao felt relieved, and took Xuanxiu's hand back, gently pinching his fingertips: "Then I will borrow your good words."
Five days passed in a flash, and as she expected, it was a day of thunder and rain.
The first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar.
The blood pact was formed very quickly.
Mingyao looked down at the mark that appeared on her wrist again, and couldn't help but be distracted. She didn't expect that she was married for the second time at such a young age.
Thunder roared in Mingyao's ears, and he didn't know which one would strike him, and his heart was beating fast.
The situation this night was so similar to when she was deceived by the little ball of light.
If she did something stupid again and lost her life... Pah. No, she had checked every possible way this time, there would be no mistakes.
I tried hard to suppress the uneasiness in my heart.
Mingyao raised his head and looked at Xuanxiu in front of him. He was wearing a nice red dress today, and there was joy in his eyes and eyebrows.
Mingyao's heart softened unconsciously.
Normally, the Immortal King, who is bright and handsome, now exudes a sense of silliness.
He just kept groping for the blood pact he had made with her on his hand, smiling so hard that his eyes were invisible.
Mingyao looked at his face and thought of the letter covered with magical power that she had pressed under her pillow.
In the letter, she wrote down everything, hoping that he would read it patiently and believe it without a doubt.
According to Xiao Tiandao's plan, as long as he could attract the Tiandao from that world and get rid of Xianyin, he could send them back immediately.
But there will probably be a buffer period in between.
She was afraid that he couldn't wait any longer.
The candlelight flickered and thunder rumbled.
Mingyao suddenly had a premonition in her heart. Before the thunder fell, she moved forward, grabbed his collar, pulled it down, and kissed his eyes.
"wait for me."
As the two words fell, the immortal power in his body quickly rushed towards him. Sensing something strange, Xuanxiu tried to break free, but he was still a step too slow.
All the immortal power returned to his body.
Late at night, thunder broke through the sky.
The pain and numbness throughout his body came in an instant, and Mingyao fell headfirst.
Tsk, he must have died an ugly death.
Mingyao's consciousness was blurred, as if the wires maintaining his vital signs were suddenly cut off, and everything in front of him was dark.
But perhaps it was because Xiao Tiandao was kind-hearted that she did not die immediately.
As the scent of bitter orange wafted in, she opened her mouth, trying her best to comfort him: "Da...Ji."
Just as he had predicted, they would surely turn misfortune into fortune.
…
But what Mingyao didn’t know was.
The word "good luck" spoken by him at his "last moments" made Xuanxiu feel extremely distressed.
In this world, he just couldn't calculate her fate.
How can the good fortune he said come true? How can he believe it?
The cold body in his arms almost made him collapse.
…
Mingyao knew nothing about this and she slept for a long time.
Consciousness is groggy.
I don't know how long it took before a ray of light squeezed into the darkness, and a voice rang in my ears -
"Hey, Tianmingren, I'm a man of my words. The deal is done, I'll take you home, but... the trouble you left behind is too much. Let me be clear, I didn't start it. He went crazy, and I had no choice but to do it."
"However, since there is a time difference between the two worlds, I...have agreed to your terms."
"So... I don't owe you anything."
As soon as the words fell, without waiting for her response, the breath disappeared without a trace.
After that, the light rushed in.
"Mingyao, hurry up and get up. Don't oversleep on this weekend."
A long-lost voice.
Mingyao stood up and opened the door.
Ms. Ming was sitting at the table, inviting her to eat.
Morning light, family, and steaming hot meals.
All five senses are restored.
Finally woke up from the dream.
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