Chapter 36 Frost Pear Town (9) “Ayao, don’t be afraid.”…
"Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Mingyao's hands were digging into the table, motionless.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Mingyue leaned forward slightly and waved his hand in front of her.
"elder sister?"
This leaning forward blocked the two people's eye contact. Mingyao felt relieved and took the opportunity to hurriedly look away.
He took a sip of the tea on the table and hesitantly called out to the person in front of him, "Immortal...Immortal Lord."
Xuanxiu sat beside her, as if he didn't notice anything unusual about her, and handed her a small bag.
"I found some magical tools for you," Xuanxiu explained softly. "You're not in the Immortal Mountain now, and there are always monsters and unexpected events out there. I picked out some that I use frequently and are easy to carry. Keep them with you in case something unexpected happened yesterday."
Mingyao endured the palpitations in his heart and listened to Xuanxiu's words. When he saw the magic weapon he pushed over, his eyes lit up slightly.
She really needs these things.
"Thank you." Ming Yao felt a pity mingled with guilt, spurred by the dream. "What... do you want? You saved me yesterday, and I haven't thanked you yet."
"Don't thank me. This is my apology." Xuanxiu said gently, "I scared you that night."
Mingyao didn't realize what he meant by "apology" at first, but later he realized that he was probably referring to what happened in the temple that night.
It's really scary.
This was the first time the two of them had spoken openly. Mingyao felt a little awkward, and couldn't help but pinch his fingertips out of habit, letting out a dry laugh. "Nothing, nothing. Immortal Lord, you're too polite."
"Ayao is not angry with me anymore?"
"No, no, I have never had any children." Mingyao said politely.
"Then Ayao, just call me by my name. Calling me Immortal Lord always feels strange."
"..." Mingyao was caught off guard and could only nod his head with difficulty, "Okay."
The two of them chatted back and forth, oblivious to the people around them.
Mingyue sat aside, squinting her eyes and smiling, her tone light and unconcerned: "Sister, do you know this Immortal Lord?"
He spoke in a rather intimate manner.
Mingyao is an only child. She has not yet gotten used to being called "sister" all the time. Suddenly someone interrupted her. She paused and the conversation was taken over by Xuanxiu.
"Ayao, you have a younger brother in Shuangli Town who is not too young..."
Xuanxiu's words fell very lightly.
Mingyao opened his mouth and was about to explain.
Mingyue spoke even faster: "My Immortal Lord, you misunderstood. My sister and I just happened to meet on the road, and since we're from the same family, we felt like we were destined to be together, so I called you a little more affectionately. Sister, you don't find it offensive, do you?"
The boy's eyes were bright as he looked at himself.
Mingyao has never cared much about how others address her. As long as it is not insulting, she can accept it if the boy calls her sister, auntie, or anything else.
So he shook his head.
He only shook his head halfway before hearing Xuanxiu speak thoughtfully:
"I see."
"That's just a passerby who has nothing to do with me."
Xuanxiu also imitated the young man, smiling and curving his eyes. His appearance was much more delicate and attractive than Mingyue's. His pair of fox eyes were filled with a bright and spring-like light, which made Mingyue look a little dim.
Unfortunately, Mingyao was not lucky enough to enjoy such beauty. He quickly turned his eyes away and lowered his head to drink some more tea to moisten his throat and calm his heart palpitations. He did not notice Mingyue's suddenly frozen expression at all.
The young man's gaze slowly fell on Xuanxiu, and he looked him up and down. As if thinking of something, the corners of his lips slowly curled up: "Where is the Immortal Lord? What is the relationship between the Immortal Lord and my sister?"
Xuanxiu's eyes flickered slightly.
"Ahem."
Hearing this question, before Xuanxiu could open his mouth, Mingyao choked on the tea in his mouth which went into his chest.
I was afraid that Xuanxiu would say something he shouldn't.
She coughed and brought up the words she had used to evade Jia Li last time: "Friend, ahem, he and I are friends for life and death."
"So we're just friends." Mingyue's frozen expression thawed slightly, and her face gradually became natural. She raised her lips and said, "I also want to make friends with my sister."
Without waiting for Mingyao to agree or refuse.
A trace of worry crossed the boy's face: "Yesterday, I was chosen by that Tianxiao."
On the other side, Mingyao had just avoided Xuanxiu's hand that was about to pat her on the back to calm her down. She was still a little embarrassed, but when she heard Mingyue say that, her thoughts were drawn away and she no longer cared about Xuanxiu.
"Are you saying that Lin Yue came to select people again yesterday?"
Yesterday, she and Xuanxiu spent a long time in the dense forest. When they returned to the inn, she didn't seem to have met him. Was it before they came back?
"That's right."
It was not Mingyue who answered Mingyao.
Jiali, who had just returned to her room, came downstairs at some point. She walked towards them with a cold face and threw something to Mingyue: "A magical weapon that can save your life."
"Thank you, Immortal Lord Jiali." Mingyue spoke sweetly, put away the magic weapon neatly, and thanked Jiali.
"You know him?" Mingyao was quite surprised.
Jiali turned her head away, as if unwilling to speak to her. Mingyue patiently explained, "When I was chosen yesterday, Immortal Lord Jiali was also present. Thanks to her presence, I didn't lose my composure."
"Jia Li Xianjun told me yesterday that my sister was also chosen. I went upstairs today to look for Jia Li Xianjun, but ended up running into my sister. We hit it off right away, so I forgot about it. I'm really sorry."
The young man smiled and kept calling Jiali the Immortal Lord. Even someone as bad-tempered as Jiali did not get angry with him.
"That's it." After listening to the young man, Jia Li glanced at Ming Yao unhappily, "I'm breaking up with you. I'll go with him in the matter of Ji Meng's demonic energy."
In fact, if it weren’t for the incident of Chao Qulai, Mingyao wouldn’t have cared.
There are still a few days until the full moon night of each month. As long as Jiali doesn't return to the fairy mountain and doesn't contact Xuanhui, she doesn't care what she does or who she goes with.
But now Jiali has an additional role as a shield.
Although Mingyao didn't know what made her angry, he still had to be patient and comfort her.
However, the one who got there before her was Mingyue.
He scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed. "Jia Li Xianjun, but I want to go with my sister. I'll be braver with more people."
Mingyao was delighted when he heard this.
He quickly echoed the boy's words: "That's right, there's strength in numbers."
Jiali's eyes swept over the three people at the table.
She had no problem with Mingyao, but she just couldn't stand the weirdo around her.
What was so good about it that made Mingyao follow him willingly and even divorce Xuanhui Immortal Lord?
Jia Li felt a lump in her throat, unable to swallow it for a long time. If she didn't let go of this anger, she would never go with this weirdo, no matter how incompetent she was.
I was just about to refuse.
In front of her, there was a man and a woman, two mortals with the same surname Ming, staring at her with wet, furry eyes, and they were just about to clasp their hands together and beg her like puppies.
The words that were about to come out were stuck in my throat.
For some unknown reason, her eyes glanced at the strange man beside her.
The strange man had just filled a pot of hot tea. The misty steam blurred his expression. As a person from the fairy mountain, Jia Li was under the spell cast by him and could not see his appearance clearly.
But perhaps because of Mingyao's "resurrection", this strange man relaxed his vigilance and his magic skills became lax. Jiali could see some of the outlines of his facial features when he looked carefully.
Especially the eyes.
Jiali retracted her peripheral vision and focused on the face of one of the puppies in front of her.
Ha, God has eyes, they really do look somewhat similar.
Jiali's coldness gradually melted away.
"Miss Ming." She raised an eyebrow. "What a coincidence, don't you think Master Mingyue looks a bit like the person next to you?"
Why are we suddenly talking about this? Mingyao looked at Jiali in confusion.
Jiali reached out and pinched Mingyue's face, tilting it towards Mingyao: "Don't you think so?"
The two looked at each other, both with confusion in their eyes.
Mingyao looked at the boy's face and studied him carefully for a while.
Mingyue is young, her facial features are still a little immature, and her outlines are not as smooth as Xuanxiu's. In fact, there is no similarity between them.
Except... Mingyao looked at Mingyue's eyes, and these eyes could barely be said to be similar.
However, the tails of Xuanxiu's eyes are slightly upturned, and her eyes are a little bigger. When she looks at people, her eyes are full of smiles, which is very charming. Even when she is not smiling, you can see some spring in her eyes just by looking at them.
Mingyue's eyes are a little narrow and long. If she doesn't smile, she will probably look a little gloomy, and when she smiles, it will seem a little too forced.
To be honest, she still likes Xuanxiu's eyes a little more.
Mingyao became distracted as he watched and didn't notice the gradually strange atmosphere.
Mingyue felt embarrassed being stared at, her eyelashes trembled violently, she glanced down slightly, and her face began to feel hot.
"Is it similar?" Jia Li was very proud at this time. She glanced at the strange man next to her. She was very happy because of the tense fingertips holding the teacup.
Mingyao was completely unaware of this.
Hearing the question, she came back to her senses. Thinking that she was trying to coax Jiali, she naturally had to go along with what she said. She nodded and said vaguely, "The eyes are quite beautiful."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanxiu lowered his eyes to hide the coldness in them.
Seeing Jiali's expression brighten up, Mingyao quickly struck while the iron was hot: "Then you still want to go with us?"
"Hmph." Jia Li finished watching a good show, feeling a little unsatisfied. This kind of good show, naturally, is not enough to perform once. He raised his eyebrows and said, "While this Immortal Lord is in a good mood, I will reluctantly agree to your request."
After accepting Mingyao's invitation, Jiali turned around and left neatly.
Mingyao was very happy that the hidden danger had been resolved. She thought that they had almost finished their tea and it was boring for the three of them to sit here alone, so she wanted to leave.
"That--"
Just about to announce the end of the party.
"Sister, you haven't told me your Yao yet, which Yao is it?" The red-faced boy looked at Ming Yao hesitantly.
“A journey of a thousand miles tests a horse’s strength; time reveals a person’s true character.”
Xuanxiu, who had been sitting quietly for a long time without saying a word, had just drunk some hot tea when a clear and mellow voice came from Mingyao's side, answering Mingyue's question.
"That's Haruka."
The boy and the man looked at each other, and there was an undercurrent of emotion.
Mingyao shuddered silently. It was strange. The tone was exactly the same as before, but apart from some rejection reaction caused by the bait, she also felt a chill in her heart.
Will the power of the bait grow stronger over time?
Not necessarily. It's more likely that they've been staring into each other's eyes for too long today. She couldn't stay with Xuanxiu anymore. Today's time together was already too much. If she stayed any longer, Chao Qu Lai's tempting bait would really torture her.
Having made up his mind, Mingyao casually accepted Xuanxiu's answer and gave a polite smile: "Yes, that's it. If there's nothing else, I've already eaten. The weather is nice today. I'll go back to the house and discuss our future plans with Jiali. You guys can do whatever you want."
Mingyao finished her words in a mess, took the magic weapon given to her by Xuanxiu, turned around and left, almost fleeing in panic.
But after running a few steps, Mingyao stopped again.
The magic weapon in my hand felt a little hot.
Thinking that Xuanxiu had gone out early in the morning to buy clothes and choose magic tools, it would be really heartless for him to run away like this.
But now I have nothing in my hands and really have nothing to give him.
When he was struggling, the lingering blood in his dream suddenly came back to him. Mingyao had a flash of inspiration. No matter when he met her as Xuanxiu or as the former Immortal Lord Miaomiao, he seemed to be always hurt. Although his gift this time was just a token of his gratitude, it was better than nothing.
Mingyao made up his mind and went to the shopkeeper to ask for paper and pen, then turned around and ran upstairs.
The two pairs of eyes that were glued to her watched her disappear into the corridor before they simultaneously withdrew.
The young man was talkative and lively, and he didn't care about the undercurrent just now. He asked Xuanxiu loudly, "When did this immortal and I meet? I heard that you two have a life-and-death friendship. Did anything thrilling happen to you?"
Xuanxiu raised his eyes and looked at the young man. He still had the elegant and gentle appearance of an immortal king, but his words were concise and to the point: "Excuse me."
Then he walked around the young man and went upstairs.
Seeing this, Mingyue followed behind. The young man was particularly talkative, chattering non-stop: "Is there anything that you cannot say?"
"If you have any other requests, I can agree to them."
"I really want to know about my sister."
"To be honest, Immortal Lord, I fell in love with my sister at first sight and wanted to marry her."
Xuanxiu paused, but did not look back.
The two were walking to the corner of the first floor. It was early morning and there was no one around. A shadow fell, obscuring Xuanxiu's expression.
The boy raised his voice, his tone full of joy: "I think my sister likes me too. She even praised my beautiful eyes just now."
"You're not as evasive and distant to me as you are to the Immortal Lord."
"My Lord, it seems like my sister is very afraid of you."
The real purpose was revealed. Mingyue narrowed her eyes and looked at Xuanxiu in front of her, with a malicious sneer in her eyes.
Xuanxiu finally turned around and glanced at the boy in front of him. Was he pretty? He didn't think so.
He knew in his heart that he was just a monster, how could A Yao like him.
But it's still so dazzling.
The desire to kill surged.
During the confrontation, the young man saw his murderous intent, but he did not dodge. He met his gaze and took a few steps closer, coming right in front of Xuanxiu.
"Oh my, the Immortal Lord is angry."
But in a moment, the smile in his eyes faded, a trace of demonic aura flashed across his body, and his voice became shrill and ethereal.
It was exactly the same monster as the one in front of the window last night.
"My Lord, if you refuse to make a deal with me, I will have to find another way."
"Look at the body I chose. Not bad, isn't it?"
"Ayao seems to like it too."
"Don't worry, I'm just temporarily attaching a wisp of my spiritual consciousness to this child."
"He's still human."
"A good match for Ayao."
The monster living in the boy's body imitated Xuanxiu's tone and called Mingyao affectionately.
Xuanxiu's hand moved slightly.
It turned out to be divine consciousness. No wonder the young cultivator in the fairy mountain did not react despite the faint demonic aura.
Even if a spirit possesses a person, without demonic powers, the person is still a human.
He couldn't kill people, so he could only expel them forcibly. Unfortunately, he was not good at this kind of sophisticated magic.
Not far away, footsteps were getting closer, and a smile of success flashed in the monster's eyes. It was really God helping her.
A faint white light flashed by.
The footsteps seemed to sense something was wrong, paused slightly, and then came towards them.
"Sister, save me."
Before Mingyao could see the figure clearly, she saw Mingyue stumbling towards her, holding his neck. His eyes were filled with panic. "I just asked the Immortal Lord a few more questions about you, but for some reason, he suddenly attacked and wanted to kill me. It was like he was possessed by a demon."
A little blood seeped out from Mingyue's neck.
Mingyao was still holding the medicine he had asked for from Jiali. Seeing this situation, although he felt it was sudden, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked.
Obsessed? The Immortal Lord Miaomiao in the ancient books of the Immortal Mountain also seemed to have lost his mind without any warning.
Xuanxiu hid in the shadows and showed no reaction to Mingyue's condemnation.
Mingyao asked tentatively: "Xuanxiu?"
Still no response.
Mingyue hid behind her, tugged at her hand, and said anxiously, "Sister, let's leave first and go find Jiali Immortal Lord."
Mingyao pursed her lips. If something really happened to Xuanxiu, it would be useless to look for Jiali, and even if Xuanhui came, it would not be of any use.
The Immortal Lord Miaomiao in the immortal mountain classics does not recognize his relatives.
According to her life-loving personality, she should have run faster than Mingyue at this moment.
But... almost as if possessed by some mysterious force, she suppressed her fear and took a step forward: "Xuanxiu?"
In the shadows, Immortal Lord Miaomiao's eyes were revealed, and they were not as cold and ruthless as she had thought.
Still gentle and elegant.
He took a step forward, and what came before fear was passion.
"Miao Miao?" The scene in the dream rushed towards Ming Yao along with the blood and energy, and she subconsciously called him another name.
Xuanxiu completely walked out of the shadows. He smiled at Mingyao and said, "It's a demon."
After he finished speaking, he collapsed into Mingyao's arms. Mingyao had no time to dodge, nor did he have time to think about Xuanxiu's words, so he hugged him tightly.
The bait started to attack like crazy.
Mingyao froze and couldn't move. Not only did she not have the strength to push him away, even her five senses seemed to be fading.
But he gently held the back of her neck, as if to comfort her.
The bloody voice floated into her ears the moment her five senses stopped working.
"Ayao, don't be afraid."
This was the first time in over 180 years since she came here that someone told her not to be afraid.
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