Chapter 33 Frost Pear Town (VI) Request
"Miss Ming, before we set off back to the Immortal Mountain, I have one important matter to take care of."
There are cumulus clouds again.
The sky, which was originally bright, suddenly became gloomy. Mingyao looked out the window and felt puzzled. It had rained too much in the past few days. Frost Pear Town had never experienced such frequent rain in recent years. The impending storm always made people feel uneasy.
In the distance, there was a mass of dark cumulus clouds, baring their fangs and claws. After watching them for a long time, my mind was unconsciously drawn into them.
Trapped in the deep mountains and dense forests, the suffocating feeling of no response from anyone once again gripped her neck.
Shortness of breath.
"Miss Ming?"
The candlelight flickered slightly, and the shadow reflected on the wall moved slightly. Mingyao exhaled and his breathing gradually calmed down.
Mingyao had been distracted for a moment and hadn't heard the voice clearly. He pursed his lips and smiled at the other person a little embarrassedly: "Immortal Lord, could you please say it again?"
The Immortal Lord, seated upright, noticed her strangeness and followed Mingyao's gaze. Within a few breaths, dark clouds obscured the sun, poised for a torrential downpour. The Immortal Lord frowned, his voice tense and cold, "...A demon is causing trouble. Miss Ming, I must slay it before I return to the mountain. Please wait here for me."
As soon as the words fell, it sounded like both a provocation and a response. Outside the window, heavy rain fell down. The rain curtain was blown into the house by the strong wind, and in a blink of an eye, it wet the sleeves of Mingyao who was sitting by the window.
She curled up her cold fingertips.
"Is it cold?"
There was another sound in his ears, but this time it was beyond his memory. Before Mingyao could answer, there was a slight creaking sound and the open window was closed.
Xuanxiu stood up, and his hanging sleeve brushed her cheek gently.
Over a hundred years later, the person sitting opposite her changed from her brother to her younger brother. One wanted to kill her, and the other seemed... maybe...
The noisy sound of rain was isolated outside the window, as if covered by a layer of gauze, vaguely inaudible, and even more annoying.
Mingyao pinched his fingertips, looked at the tea that was gradually cooling down, and drank it in one gulp. Finally, he asked, "...Immortal Lord, do you have any other questions for me?"
Didn't he want to ask why she died and why she came back to life?
She tried hard to suppress the fear in her heart and asked the question, not to inquire or to confess, but to test.
When she woke up from a dream earlier, because Chao Qulai had interfered, she only focused on herself, thinking about solving her own physical problems first, and then solving the bait problem.
But now, the past was mentioned unexpectedly, and Xuan Hui was implicated.
She was shocked to realize that Xuan Huiruo had lied to her from the beginning, deceived her, and intended to kill her. Although she didn't know why he didn't take action in the fairy mountain for more than a hundred years, since he failed this time, no one knew if there would be a second time. Maybe he still exists in Shuangli Town.
Even though he may not be aware that his soul has returned, it would be bad if he were to notice his whereabouts.
So, she cannot be alone, she has no ability to protect herself.
But in the past hundred years, she has no friends or connections here.
Among the few people I know now.
Chao was too unpredictable. Although she could tempt him with benefits, she didn't know his background and couldn't be sure when he would be sold out again.
As for Jiali, she grew up in the fairy mountain and has a crush on Xuanhui. It is dangerous to keep her around now. If she knew that Xuanhui wanted to kill her, she might even help hand over the knife.
Only Xuanxiu... Previously in the ghost town inn, the two of them had experienced life and death together, the night before his death, and the strange dream in the temple... No matter what the reason was, at least his attitude towards her now was contrary to Xuanhui's.
In other words, at least for now, he was relatively safe from her.
At this moment, if he asked her about her escape to the immortal mountain, she could take the opportunity to ask him about the things she didn't know after her "death".
If he asked her how she came back to life, she could also inquire about Chao Qulai's relationship with him.
Mingyao pinched the wall of the cup tightly, and his fingertips turned slightly white.
The bait that Chao Qulai had planted was there, and even though she didn't look at him, she still felt uneasy and her lips and teeth were dry.
After a long time, no voice from Xuanxiu was heard, only a rustling sound.
The gurgling water flows into the cup, and the warm tea penetrates the thin wall of the cup, giving off a slight warmth.
It was Xuanxiu who added more tea for her.
Then a piece of paper covered with words was pushed in front of Mingyao.
Food taboos
Colors I like and dislike
"Seasons of Love and Dislike"
…
The questions were mostly about things related to her preferences but not important.
Mingyao was a little confused.
"I hope Ayao can help me clear up my confusion."
The back of Mingyao's neck felt cold again because of his voice, but his heart did not tighten again.
"Is that all you want to ask me?" she asked vaguely.
Xuanxiu looked at the thin white neck that was exposed when she lowered her head, and in his sea of consciousness, he had a flash of the image of her stretching her neck to let him kill her in the illusion of the resentful ghost.
Not a very good mood gradually rose up.
He still had a lot to ask.
For example, why did she lie to him, why did she want to commit suicide after the divorce, would she seek death again, and why was she so afraid of him when they met this time?
Unfortunately, he knew in his heart that Mingyao would not answer these questions.
He shifted his gaze to her fingertips tightly gripping the wall of the cup: "That's right."
Mingyao paused, unsure what to say. Something unclear seemed to be going off track.
The sound of rain outside the window gradually fades away.
The annoyance in his heart gradually subsided. Forget it, Mingyao bit his lip, maybe this matter can't be rushed.
She picked up the paper filled with questions and stood up, looking a bit panicked and running away: "I'll give it to you tomorrow."
Turning around to go upstairs, his eyes swept over the lonely big red flower placed aside. The shopkeeper seemed to have forgotten about it in his busyness and did not get rid of it.
Heaven’s punishment, Ji Meng’s bloodline.
What the shopkeeper and the woman had just said slowly emerged in his mind.
Mingyao paused, her guess needed to be verified.
Even though the best plan now was to leave Shuangli Town and avoid Xuanhui, her guess in her heart needed to be confirmed by this incident.
She couldn't miss this opportunity since Xuan Hui might not be aware of her current situation.
That year, when Xuan Hui killed the big monster, the monster was cunning and had bypassed Xuan Hui to find her, wanting to devour her. At the critical moment, Xuan Hui saw through its plan and turned back to save her.
She still remembered what the big monster looked like after it transformed.
"If you're lucky, you might even be able to summon an immortal to come and learn about your chances of ascending to heaven."
Mingyao looked at the red flower for a long time and finally made a decision. There were some things that she had to see with her own eyes.
*
late at night.
Mingyao picked up the pen and finally answered Xuanxiu's question. Just as he put pen to paper, Jiali, who had been missing from behind the door for a day, pushed the door open and came in.
There was still murderous intent in her, and her eyes were stern.
"Why are you still here?"
Mingyao's eyes met Jiali's. She was stunned for a moment, the frost gradually dissipated, and a little more impatience appeared: "I will return to the Immortal Mountain tomorrow. If you don't want to go with me, then don't go. But I will tell the master the truth about your situation."
Headache.
Mingyao felt a headache when he saw Jiali pouting and looking disgusted in front of him. If it was any other small matter, it would be fine. He could just coax Jiali and she would probably agree.
But she has always been serious about the mission in the fairy mountain, and would never help her hide it just because of a few nice words from her.
Besides, their relationship was not that good. If she spoke rashly, this ancestor would probably ask her until she got to the bottom of it.
I have to make up a bunch of lies to deceive her.
Headache, trouble.
Mingyao was lost in thought as he watched Jiali packing her things, his eyes fixed on her, which made Jiali feel uncomfortable.
"What are you looking at!" Jia Li had been outside all day and was already exhausted. Ming Yao's resentful gaze made her scalp numb. She threw the things in her hand and turned around to scold Ming Yao, "Stop looking! The eyes of those monsters here are not as disgusting as yours."
"Are you going to kill the monster today?" Mingyao thought he could delay it as long as possible, so he took over her words.
"Of course. As a cultivator from the Immortal Mountain, I naturally have the responsibility to eliminate demons."
"This place isn't very big, but there are quite a few monsters, and there are also demons and ghosts causing trouble. Today I will kill those little monsters one by one."
Speaking of catching monsters, Jiali perked up a bit and said a few more words. Having grown up in the fairy mountains, she had always hated those evil monsters that fed on human blood.
Mingyao looked at her expression, and his mind suddenly moved slightly. Yes, didn't he have a ready-made reason to temporarily detain Jiali?
Ming Yao cleared his throat and said, "But Immortal Lord Jiali, a strange thing happened in the inn today. I'm afraid there is still a big monster in this town."
Mingyao told the story of Ji Meng's bloodline today.
As she expected, Jiali immediately took to heart the words.
"Is what you said true?"
"Everyone in the inn saw it. And this note."
Mingyao handed the note he had taken from Xuanxiu to Jiali when he returned to the house: "Take a look and see if there is any evil spirit on it."
Jiali took the note.
Although her temper is a bit bad, her talent is even better than Xuan Hui, and her current cultivation is indeed genuine.
After taking the note and looking it over, Jia Li's face darkened.
"The aura of Ji Meng's bloodline! This is a great demon, how could it be here?" Jia Li frowned and muttered to herself, "When Immortal Lord Miao Miao slew the Demon King, he also slaughtered all the demons with ancient bloodlines. Those who luckily survived were suppressed under the Immortal Mountain. How could the aura of Ji Meng's bloodline be in this remote place?"
What Jiali said was beyond Mingyao's expectations.
She didn't expect that this matter was related to Xuanxiu.
"So, why don't you stay and check it out? Lin Yue has chosen us. Would you like to go with us then?"
Mingyao had thought of his future plans in just a few words.
She wanted to see the so-called immortal in person. The big red flower had landed at Xuanxiu's feet, so Lin Yue must have chosen him. If she went alone with Xuanxiu, she would probably be terrified. Bringing Jiali would be much better.
Kill two birds with one stone.
Sure enough, upon hearing her question, Jia Li raised her eyebrows, looking as if she couldn't stand Ming Yao: "Since you told me, it means you want me to protect you, so why bother pretending here?"
"This matter is related to the Immortal Mountain. I will stay and investigate. Once the matter is clear, I will send a letter back. Now that you and Xuan Hui Immortal Lord have divorced, you can be considered an ordinary mortal. I will put aside the past grudges and protect you."
"Thank you, Immortal Lord Jiali. I knew you wouldn't abandon me." Having achieved his goal, Ming Yao didn't mind saying a few nice words.
After extinguishing the candle at night, thinking about the predicament at hand, he went to Jiali again and talked to her for a long time, as if trying his best to get along better with her.
It's just that I talked too much and waited until the next morning.
It was just dawn when Jiali dragged Mingyao downstairs. Mingyao was still yawning and looked deep in thought.
I thought it was early enough, but unexpectedly, Xuanxiu, who had changed the color of his clothes, was already waiting in the hall.
Come to think of it, monks don’t really need to sleep.
Mingyao hid behind Jiali, and the dog looked furtively towards Xuanxiu.
Today, Xuanxiu was wearing a light blue robe with narrow sleeves and a round collar. The robe was printed with intricate silver patterns. He wore a brown belt around his waist and some small and exquisite accessories. He looked much neater and his gentle and elegant temperament was slightly weakened. He looked somewhat similar to the young man he had been when they first met in the ghost town.
Moreover, he was tall and with a new look, he was particularly eye-catching sitting there.
Mingyao couldn't help but sweep it several more times. Although she was still frightened, she discovered a small loophole in the bait Chao Qulai had set for her in the past few days.
It was indeed as Chao Qulai said. Now, whenever she heard Xuanxiu's voice or saw his face, she would feel uneasy and tremble with fear.
But if you just recall his words, actions, behavior and appearance, you won't have such a feeling.
So after Mingyao took a few glances, she lowered her head and updated Xuanxiu's new clothes in her mind, while secretly cursing Chao Qulai for being so wicked.
"Stop looking." Jia Li noticed her distraction, rolled her eyes, and walked over with Mingyao, as if she was carrying a little chick.
"Let's go and take a look at that dense forest." Jiali has always disliked this weirdo and doesn't want to say more.
Although the man named Lin Yue said that they would meet on a full moon day at the time of Wuxu, they still had to check out the place first.
Led by Xuanxiu, the three of them lined up in a straight line.
Mingyao held Jiali's arm tightly, while Xuanxiu walked quietly in front alone.
At first Mingyao thought they needed to find a guide, but she never expected that Xuanxiu was more familiar with the routes in the town than she, a "native".
Only after entering the dense forest did Mingyao feel a sense of familiarity.
It was said to be a dense forest, but in fact it was a small hill. The winding path, with occasional bluestone bricks, was very slippery. The three of them walked around for a long time before they reached the place where the shopkeeper said Lin Yue tricked people into setting up incense and providing food.
Mingyao originally thought that there would be at least a small temple enshrining a statue of an immortal.
But when it fell, I found that it was a very inconspicuous place.
At the end of the turning path, there is a natural depression under the protruding stone wall.
A wooden box-like object was placed underneath. Inside was a stone statue with a dragon head and a human body, about the size of an arm.
Perhaps because the location is too remote, moss has grown around it, and even the hands and feet of the stone statue have some dense green spots, making it damp and gloomy, exuding an evil aura.
Mingyao took a glance and felt uncomfortable.
In front of the stone statue, there are still some candle wax of different sizes left by the burnt red candles.
It had rained last night, and a very heavy smell of sandalwood mixed with the fishy smell of earth came over. Mingyao couldn't help but frown.
No wonder the shopkeeper and the people in the town didn’t believe Lin Yue’s words.
"...Strange, there is no evil spirit here." Jiali squatted down and looked at the stone statue.
She had seen countless evil spirits in her life, and although this stone statue looked a little strange, it did not have a trace of evil spirit.
It's just an ordinary stone statue.
Xuanxiu didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand, and a stream of immortal power lightly hit the place above the stone statue where it was connected to the wooden box. A piece of red cloth suddenly fell down and hung on the stone statue.
"Where there is sincerity, even metal and stone can be broken." Jia Li recited the words above, then took off the red cloth to examine it. He saw two words on the back: "Petition."
"Playing tricks." Jia Li snorted coldly and was about to throw away the rag.
"stop!"
A sharp female voice.
Mingyao looked back and saw the woman who handed him the note yesterday rushing towards him like crazy. She pushed Jiali away, snatched the red cloth, folded it carefully, opened the secret button again, and put the red cloth in.
She looked more haggard than yesterday, with a look of dejection on her face. She glared at Jia Li fiercely, "Who are you?"
Jiali has a bad temper and once she opens her mouth, it never ends well.
Mingyao saw that something was amiss and quickly stepped forward to stop Jiali. He curved his eyebrows and gave the woman a kind smile. "Do you remember me? Yesterday, at the inn, Lin Yue came to select goods, and we were chosen. That's why we came to pay you a visit in advance. If we have offended the immortal, please let us know how to make amends to atone for our mistake."
The woman's gaze fell on Mingyao's face, her eyes motionless, looking very creepy. After a long time, she looked at Xuanxiu intermittently.
"...It's you." Finally recognizing the two, the woman's expression softened slightly, but her voice remained sharp. "Now is not the time for you to petition. It's a full moon night, the hour of Wuxu. The time has not yet arrived. Leave immediately."
Mingyao remained calm. He took out the note the woman had handed them and explained softly, "We're not here to petition. We read the words on the note yesterday, and after last night's heavy rain, we felt uneasy. That's why we came here early, hoping to receive the immortal's mercy."
Jia Li couldn't stand seeing Ming Yao showing such weakness and uselessness. She had just been pushed down by this madman and was already furious. But when she saw that this madman was just an ordinary woman, she thought, why explain so much, just tie her up and question her with magic.
The spiritual power just overflowed from the fingertips, and was forcibly sealed back the next moment.
Damn it.
Jia Li gritted her teeth. There were four people here, two of them mortals. It didn't take much thought to figure out who blocked her spiritual power.
Unconvinced, he continued to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, trying to break free from the strange man's restraints. Unfortunately, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and back, but he failed to succeed.
Meanwhile, Mingyao, always adept at coaxing people, had the woman in front of him agree to continue their visit after a few words. She also gave them some further instructions: "If you wish to see an immortal, besides making a petition on that day, you can also pray for peace, wealth, love, and other simple things now. Don't ask for more. If you have a connection with an immortal, the immortal may even appear in your dreams to guide you."
When Mingyao heard this, her eyes lit up and she fell into a dream. Doesn't this mean that she can see the true face of this immortal?
He hurriedly thanked the woman, and after she packed up and left, Mingyao turned around and called out to them all to try it.
Jiali was full of anger and now she disliked Mingyao. She swallowed the anger in her throat, turned around and walked down the mountain angrily without saying a word.
Mingyao was bewildered. She had no idea about the secret fight between Xuanxiu and Jiali. Now she just felt that Jiali was inexplicably strange and really weird.
Moreover, it was cold and gloomy here. After Jiali ran away, Mingyao had no one to rely on, and his fear grew even more.
I closed my eyes in panic and started to make a wish. The woman said I could only ask for simple things.
Mingyao just prayed for peace over and over again.
Not far away, Xuanxiu stared at Mingyao, who had his eyes closed and was very pious.
In this world, apart from those who have ascended to become immortals, he is the one closest to the immortal gods in the immortal mountains.
If she had a request, and he didn't know it yet, she would let the stone statue in front of him know it.
It had rained last night, and the branches in the forest were tilted. The cold raindrops brushed against the side of his face, and the murderous intent arose in the blink of an eye.
"You...don't want anything?"
After Ming Yao finished begging, he noticed that Xuan Xiu's eyes were always on his face. He was nervous for a moment and stammered to ask him.
Thinking that he closed his eyes when he made the wish, I turned around and walked ahead to avoid direct contact with him.
Xuanxiu was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Mingyao to talk to him at this time.
He gently shifted his gaze and when it fell on the stone statue, he had thought it looked hideous a few moments ago, but now he found it somewhat more pleasing to the eye.
He never asked for help from gods and immortals in the world, not because he didn't believe in them, but because he had nothing to ask for.
now……
He slowly closed his eyes.
The inner demons give rise to desires and stir up unrest.
Then please... let her love her younger brother instead of her brother.
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