Chapter 18 Instinct "I have him in my heart."
The "evil-filled" Immortal Lord Miaomiao returned to the immortal mountain.
Including the golden arrow.
The golden arrow seemed to have a very important origin. Xuan Hui's face turned extremely ugly when he saw it. After saying "Follow me back to the mountain", he took Ming Yao and flew away on his sword, not caring whether Xuan Xiu followed or not.
"His injury?" Mingyao reminded in a low voice.
She could never forget the bloody hole in Xuanxiu's palm after just one glance.
Ever since meeting her in the ghost town, Xuanxiu has been hurting constantly. Even though he's immortal, it still hurts. Is it really okay to leave him alone?
"Don't worry about it." Xuan Hui's eyebrows darkened slightly. After a few breaths, he finally added, "To him, it's nothing."
Mingyao was stunned. Being seriously injured was nothing. Xuanhui seemed to dislike him a little?
"What if he doesn't come back?"
Mingyao asked again.
Didn't they say that Xianshan couldn't find anyone? Or... was it true that Xuanhui hated him and left him alone to give him a chance to escape?
Thoughts turned back and forth in my mind.
The wind whistled, and after a moment, Mingyao heard Xuanhui reply, "That's not possible."
Xuan Hui's voice was filled with absolute certainty.
It was just as he expected.
At the foot of the fairy mountain, Xuanxiu, covered in blood-stained clothes, arrived earlier than them.
Mingyao was slightly surprised.
According to historical records, Immortal Lord Miaomiao, who killed dozens of immortals in a row and angered the mountain master, was truly fearless.
She was secretly complaining in her heart.
Although Immortal Lord Miaomiao never reveals his true face, the mountain master, a high-ranking member of Xuyou Mountain and a fellow member of the Xuan family, must know his identity.
Now that Xuanxiu has returned to the mountain, isn't he really afraid of being punished later? Given the mountain master's temper, she wouldn't be surprised if he resorted to beheading people in public.
Along the way, the three people were silent, each with their own thoughts.
It was not until they arrived in front of the mountain master's hall that Mingyao deliberately slowed down by half a step, lowered her head and hid behind the two men. After making sure that they could not see her at first glance, she followed them into the hall, hoping that with Xuanxiu there, the mountain master would not have time to teach her a lesson.
But things always go against our wishes.
As soon as she entered the mountain master's hall, she heard a cold snort. The mountain master, dressed in a plain robe and looking graceful, stood in the hall and actually pointed his spear at her.
"Mingyao." The mountain master scolded him as soon as he opened his mouth. "You are really too reckless this time."
"Is it appropriate for a mortal like you to go inside a ghost town?"
What is changing is changing faster than turning the pages of a book.
Mingyao felt a lump in his heart, but for the sake of returning home, he could only endure it, pretending to be submissive as usual, and said nothing.
Seeing her cowardly look, the mountain master became even more angry and didn't want to say anything more to her: "You are from Xuanhui, which means you are from the fairy mountain. You believed the rumors and disobeyed the fairy mountain's orders to enter the ghost town without permission. You will be punished."
"I'll punish you—"
Mingyao listened to the mountain master's vigorous voice and comforted herself. If he wanted to punish her, then he could do so. It wouldn't be long before she could just walk away without suffering any loss.
but--
"Mountain Master."
Xuanxiu, who was standing beside him, suddenly spoke. His face was still pale, and he interrupted the mountain master. "As a mortal, it's not easy for my sister-in-law to enter the ghost town to look for her brother. For her, she has already suffered enough, so there is no need to punish her further."
"Am I right, brother?" Xuanxiu paused and then looked at Xuanhui sideways.
His voice was soft and slow.
But the moment he finished speaking, Mingyao felt the entire Mountain Master Hall grow strangely quiet. The Mountain Master's attitude was... strange. He didn't look as furious as the books described. Instead, he seemed a little wary of Xuanxiu.
On the other side, Xuan Hui didn't respond to Xuan Xiu's words. He took a step forward and bowed to the Mountain Master first. "Your Highness, the loss of my soul this time was ultimately due to my carelessness, which led to many subsequent incidents. I have caused you and your fellow disciples to worry. Now, I am willing to accept the punishment on behalf of Miss Ming."
"only--"
Xuan Hui raised his eyes and said: "I am about to break through. I hope the mountain master will give me some time."
The life-saving talisman arrived, and when Mingyao heard Xuanhui talk about breaking through, he knew that everything would be fine.
Apart from her, the second person in the mountain who is most looking forward to Xuan Hui's breakthrough is the mountain master.
really--
"You're going to break through?" The mountain master was stunned at first, but then the anger on his face dissipated, and a look of joy appeared on his face. He laughed loudly, looking up to the sky, "After the worst comes the best, after the worst comes the best."
Without bothering to argue with Mingyao anymore, he waved his hand and let her leave.
Ming Yao breathed a sigh of relief as he didn't have to be punished. Although he was still a little curious about the relationship between Xuanxiu and Xianshan, he still retreated obediently.
But as soon as I walked out of the palace, a gust of heat hit me in the face.
Mingyao looked up and saw the red sun hanging high in the sky.
Ah, I had actually forgotten about this. The heat and humidity of summer soon caused beads of sweat to form on Mingyao's forehead.
Xuyou Mountain is a fairy mountain that accepts monks, but its belief is that life in the universe is like a journey of a traveler.
Therefore, Xuyou Mountain did not use its magical power to forcibly maintain the changes in the solar terms in the mountain, but instead allowed the monks in the mountain to experience the changing seasons of spring and autumn, hot summer and cold winter, to help them gain enlightenment.
That's true, but Mingyao doesn't practice Taoism. She is afraid of both heat and cold. Usually at this time of year, she basically stays indoors and rarely goes out.
Just now, Xuan Hui used his magical power to bring her up, and magic was cast in the mountain master's hall, making the four seasons like spring, and it didn't feel hot.
Coming out now, Mingyao wiped the sweat from her forehead. If she were asked to walk back, she would die.
Mingyao quickly retracted her leg and found a shady place in front of the hall to sit down, wanting to wait for Xuanhui to come out and take her back.
But soon after he sat down, a familiar mocking voice came haunting him: "Idiot! You're so lucky to be alive!"
When Mingyao heard the voice, he knew who it was without turning around, and couldn't help but close his eyes.
"What? I'm standing right in front of you, and you're pretending not to see!"
The little girl had a very quick temper, and when she saw Mingyao didn't reply, she immediately got angry.
"I saw it, I saw it." Ming Yao sighed and cheered himself up to deal with it.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a little girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a red dress with narrow sleeves and a round neck, holding a sword in her arms.
She was frowning, staring, and looking at her impatiently.
The little girl's name is Jiali. She is small in stature but has a bad temper. She grew up in a fairy mountain. It is said that her talent is even better than Xuanhui's and her future is limitless. She is very popular in the fairy mountain where the strong are respected.
Since childhood, the person she admired most was Xuanhui Immortal Lord of Xuyou Mountain, and correspondingly, the person she hated most was her.
At the beginning, when she and Xuan Hui had just gotten married, Jiali was exorcising demons in the mortal world. After returning to the mountains, he found out that she was just a mortal without any spiritual veins. He came to find her in a hurry and insisted on meeting her.
At that time, Ming Yao was being troubled by other monks in the mountain. When the stalemate occurred, Jia Li lost his temper and slashed with his sword, driving away those monks.
The dust raised by the wind entered her eyes. She raised her hand to rub them, and the slightest stimulation caused physiological tears to roll out.
Before she could even say thank you, she heard Jiali yell angrily, "What a shame to be crying like that! You've completely disgraced Immortal Lord Xuanhui!"
After she finished scolding Mingyao, she started crying out of anger before he even did anything.
In the vast fairy mountain and dense forest, her cries shook the sky.
Mingyao was stunned, then came to his senses, walked over, handed her a piece of silk, and coaxed her softly: "Don't cry, I apologize to you? I shouldn't cry so much."
Both of them had red eyes. When they looked at each other, Jia Li, perhaps feeling a little embarrassed, took the silk from Ming Yao's hand, wiped it carelessly, and threatened her in a hoarse voice: "If you dare to spread the news that I cried, I will -"
Mingyao looked at her seriously, waiting for her to threaten him, but after waiting for a long time, Jiali still didn't say anything. Mingyao couldn't bear it any longer and asked, "You want me to suffer?"
Jia Li choked when she heard that, then glared at her fiercely and snorted coldly: "It's good that you know!"
In this way, the two of them got to know each other.
Later, whenever she saw Mingyao, Jiali would find fault with her, her words were full of sarcasm, but when others followed her example and bullied Mingyao, she would scold them.
Over time, some monks who disliked Mingyao only talked about him behind his back.
Mingyao didn't like arguing with others, and often let things go in one ear and out the other. In addition, Jiali was not in the fairy mountain all the time, and occasionally he would be injured and go into seclusion for another seven or eight years.
It's been a long time since we last met.
Mingyao had a headache.
"I heard about your visit to the ghost town. You are so stupid." As soon as she came up, Jiali started to criticize him.
As they were talking, Jia Li noticed that Ming Yao was beginning to lose focus. She was a little unhappy at first, but then she thought that Ming Yao had just returned and might have been frightened. She tried to suppress her anger and asked her stiffly with a frown, "Why are you sitting here?"
Mingyao was in such a state of unbearable heat that he looked up at Jiali weakly. The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't help but change the subject and blurt out, "You look so hot in what you're wearing."
The red dress is so close, like the sun.
"You!" Jia Li didn't expect that her kindness would not be rewarded, and was about to get angry.
Mingyao, who had regained consciousness, quickly made a correction: "What I mean is, you still look better in blue."
"...Hmph." Jiali's anger was interrupted by Mingyao's praise. After a while, she snorted awkwardly and sat next to Mingyao.
"Even if you don't tell me, I know why you're sitting here." Jia Li said with disdain, "You're waiting for Xuan Hui Xianjun to come out."
Seeing Mingyao nodded, Jiali curled her lips a little proudly: "I knew it. There is nothing I don't know on the fairy mountain."
Oh, really? What's the name of the outer disciple who sweeps the ground at the foot of Mount Xuyu every day? Mingyao didn't bother to speak, only secretly retorting in his heart. His face showed no expression.
Her indifference provoked Jia Li's dissatisfaction: "What's with that expression on your face? Don't you believe it? Then ask anything you want. I grew up in the Immortal Mountain. I know everything about this Immortal Mountain."
Mingyao turned his body to look at Jiali, feeling that his life was really hard. He was exhausted and still had to coax the child. He was about to ask her a random question to get rid of her.
Suddenly, the shadow of Xuanxiu flashed through my mind.
"Do you know Xuanxiu?"
The voice came out lightly.
"Xuanxiu?" Jiali hesitated when she heard this, "Sounds a little familiar."
Jiali was obviously not familiar with this name.
Mingyao was just in a good mood. Seeing that she didn't know, he wanted to forget it and change the question.
But Jiali was stubborn and clearly wanted to compete with her. Seeing her about to speak, she quickly reached out to stop her: "I didn't say I didn't know. Let me think about it!"
As soon as Mingyao started thinking about this, her ears became quiet. Without Jiali's noisy voice, she felt a lot quieter and cooler.
Her gaze drifted off to the horizon. It was a hot summer day, but the clouds looked particularly pretty, like cotton candy. It reminded Mingyao of the cotton candy shop near the elementary school next to her house. She wondered if the prices had increased, but she was craving some. Her mind gradually cleared.
The moment of enlightenment and transcendence.
"I remember now!" Jia Li clapped her hands beside her and said happily, "It's Xuan Hui Immortal Lord's compatriot brother."
Oh, you really knew that. Mingyao was a little surprised.
"Where did you hear his name?" Jia Li kept talking. "I almost can't remember him. I was young at that time, so my memory is a little vague."
Jiali emphasized that she couldn't remember clearly because she was young.
Then he added leisurely, "I only remember that this fellow brother of Xuan Hui Immortal Lord was not liked by Xuan Qing Immortal Lord. He rarely showed up and was very aloof."
"Why isn't Xuanqing Immortal Lord fond of him?" Mingyao was a little surprised. Is Xuanxiu a loner? I don't think so.
"...Hmm." Jia Li tilted her head and thought for a moment, "This is too long ago. Maybe he didn't practice well."
"Occasionally, I would hear Immortal Xuanqing scold him, saying he was useless."
He still hasn't used it? Then where did the immortal Immortal Lord Miao Miao come from?
Mingyao was lost in thought.
"If sister-in-law is curious, why don't you just ask me?"
A gentle breeze blew past her from behind, lingering gently around her without dispersing. Mingyao turned her head and saw Xuanxiu.
He changed out of his bloody clothes in the hall. Although his face was still a little pale, he didn't look so pitiful anymore.
Got caught again.
Mingyao felt that Xuanxiu had something on him.
He coughed lightly and subconsciously wanted to change the subject.
This time, Xuanxiu didn't let her have her wish: "Xuanqing doesn't like me because I killed Chu Dianqing."
"Chu Dianqing is my brother and I's biological mother."
He answered two questions in a row, then looked up at Mingyao, made a hand gesture, separated Jiali, and stepped forward to close the distance between them and Mingyao: "I answered my sister-in-law's question, can you answer a question for me too?"
His eyes were clear and he looked at her quietly without any unnecessary movements.
Mingyao suddenly felt a little nervous, thinking of the two of them squeezed in the closet in the ghost lady's house, his thick black eyelashes fluttering slightly when he was telling her fortune, and her shadow reflected in his eyes when he opened his eyes.
"Wha...what?" Mingyao stuttered.
"Just now, why did sister-in-law take the risk of pushing brother down to avoid the golden arrow instead of avoiding it first?"
Xuanxiu asked seriously.
Mingyao was stunned. He didn't expect him to ask this.
Why are you asking this? Do you want to ship her and his brother as a couple?
Mingyao was confused.
What she saved was not Xuanhui, but her chance to go home, but can she say that?
Obviously not.
Mingyao pondered for a moment, thinking that it was time to lay some groundwork for the drama in which Xuanhui was about to break through and die of grief over the divorce letter.
So he straightened his expression and replied, "I have him in my heart. The situation is urgent. I can't think too much. I just hope he can be safe."
This answer should be correct, right?
Mingyao looked at Xuanxiu's expression, but he didn't know if it was an illusion, but Mingyao felt that his face was a little paler than before.
"I see."
With a light sigh, the breeze slowly left.
The phantom pain in Immortal Lord Miaomiao began to wreak havoc again in an unknown place.
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