Chapter 39 Frost Pear Town (Twelve) It’s so itchy.
A light rain began to fall, covering the full moon.
The mountain road is difficult to walk on and the dew is heavy at night.
In the spirit of humanitarian concern, Mingyao proposed, Mingyue seconded, and Xuanxiu and Jiali officially launched a one-on-one assistance service. Ahem, that's Yu Jian.
If they didn't fly the sword, who knows how long it would take them to reach their destination.
The wind is howling.
Mingyao clung tightly to Jiali's waist and refused to let go: "Jiali, slow down, you're flying too fast!"
The rain fell harder and harder, pounding Mingyao's shoulders and back. Soon, he was soaked. He clung to Jiali and protested, "And why can't you use the water-avoiding spell? It's uncomfortable to get wet in the rain."
"Trouble." Ye Yu flew a sword, slaying demons and monsters. Chanting a water-avoiding spell was so humiliating. How could a cultivator fear the rain? However... thinking that this was a mortal, Jia Li frowned. "Forget it, I'll just give in this time."
The warm yellow light gradually enveloped the two of them, blocking out the whistling wind.
Mingyao then dared to look down secretly. The dense forest was shrouded in darkness. The night rain was getting heavier, which reminded her of the unexpected disaster she had encountered nearly two hundred years ago.
"If a great demon of Ji Meng's bloodline falls into the hands of Xianshan, will he surely die?" Mingyao muttered to himself, but Jiali heard it.
"What are you thinking about? Naturally," Jia Li replied unhappily. "I'm telling you, don't let that demon fool you. Demons are great at deceiving people and feeding on human flesh. Those who harm others will undoubtedly die."
"What if someone releases it?"
"That's the traitor from the Immortal Mountain," Jia Li answered decisively, then pondered and murmured, "It's indeed strange. How could the great demon Ji Meng, who should have been suppressed beneath the Immortal Mountain, suddenly appear in Shuangli Town? And how could this demon be killed?"
Jiali was eager to try. If he could capture the monster alive, it would be a great achievement in the fairy mountain.
"Xianshan...traitor." Ming Yao imitated Jiali's words and said them once. When he was distracted, he heard Jiali's warning again.
"The chosen ones are the weirdo beside you and Mingyue. Don't run around. After you lure out the big demon, you and Mingyue should take your magic tools and hide somewhere honestly."
"I understand." Mingyao responded seriously. Jiali had said this many times, and it was obvious that she was still a little unsure when facing the big monster.
Mingyao returned the favor: "When you fight that big monster later, if you are defeated, remember to hide behind him. Don't force yourself. Saving your life is the most important thing."
Mingyao didn't mention Xuanxiu's name directly, but the two of them knew it well.
Jia Li was so angry that she said, "Mingyao, who are you looking down on? I am such a coward."
"It's good to be afraid of death." Mingyao inadvertently added fuel to the fire.
Jia Li was really angry now. The speed of his sword, which had slowed down, suddenly cut through the silence of the night with a whoosh.
The sudden acceleration and the feeling of weightlessness came instantly, blocking Mingyao's mouth.
After he landed with a dizzy head, everything was dark and Mingyao held onto a tree beside him. He wanted to vomit but couldn't, and he felt that his vestibular nerves were being tortured.
"Sister Yao, it will feel better if you smell this."
There was a buzzing in my ears and I couldn't hear Mingyue's words clearly. Something like a sachet was stuffed into my hand.
She felt dizzy and subconsciously put something into her mouth——
“I smelled it.”
A clear voice exploded in my ears.
She raised her hand, and the scent of bitter orange from the sachet and the people around her made her feel a little more awake.
"Too weak, Mingyao, you just haven't practiced enough. You've been in the fairy mountain for many years. Even if you don't have a spiritual vein, you should have some clues about the body refining realm. How could you even be afraid of flying a sword?" Jiali said sarcastically.
To be honest, she also thought so when she first entered the Immortal Mountain. Even if she couldn't become an immortal, there were many ways to practice physical skills in the Immortal Mountain. It was hard to say whether she could become the second Zhang Weili with her practice over time, but 0.5 of Zhang Weili was always possible.
Unfortunately, even though she practiced diligently according to the book for ten years, she could not change her physical condition at all. Her lower abdomen was still soft, she was still thin, and running 800 meters was still difficult for her.
Later, she had some guesses. Perhaps the only thing that the little ball of light did not lie to her was that the speed at which her time flowed was indeed different from that in this world.
Everyone in the Immortal Mountain said that she relied on Xuan Hui's immortal power to maintain her longevity, but now that she and Xuan Hui have divorced, she has no spiritual veins and cannot store immortal power, so she should be very old by now. Since she still looks the same now, it means that she did not rely on Xuan Hui's immortal power.
"I'm feeling better now." Seeing her lost in thought, Xuanxiu beside her spoke with concern and reached out to feel her pulse.
Mingyao recovered and saw his action, and subconsciously distanced herself from him.
The dense forest was pitch black, and she was already very scared. Adding Xuanxiu to the mix, she didn't know how to move her hands and feet. Hiding next to Jiali, she smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just like what Jiali said. I just don't have a good physical condition. The sachet Mingyue gave me earlier has made me feel much better."
"Sister Yao..." Mingyue's voice was faint outside the rain, as if he wanted to say something. Xuanxiu, whose hand fell in vain, lowered his eyebrows and interrupted him, "I'm glad you're okay."
The atmosphere became quiet for a moment.
Fortunately, Jiali is here.
"Come on, stop wasting time." She took the things she had prepared for burning incense early in the morning, lit the fire sticks and walked over.
The stone statue with a human body and a dragon head that was previously placed under the stone wall was hidden in the dark and could not be seen clearly.
Jiali searched for a long time before finding the location.
"Come, everyone, come and light some incense."
A few days ago, Mingyao and the others went to see the crazy woman again and asked her that if they wanted to worship the immortals, in addition to the chosen people, everyone who came together had to burn incense and worship, so as not to be a nuisance and avoid being blamed by the immortals.
Jia Li didn't want to do so at first. They already knew that the person behind the stone statue was not an immortal god, but an evil demon. She couldn't bring herself to burn incense to such an evil demon as a cultivator.
Mingyao had to persuade her for a long time, and his lips were almost broken, saying that she had to make the sacrifice for the sake of catching monsters, the peace of the people, and the safety of the fairy mountain, and no one would look down on her for this. In short, he had to flatter her many times before he could coax this little girl.
The four of them lit incense in turn.
It was difficult to light the incense in the rain, and the curling smoke blurred the appearance of the stone statue.
The four of them waited for a long time, but nothing happened.
Instead, the rain fell even more heavily, accompanied by the howling wind and the faint sound of thunder in the distance.
Mingyao leaned against Jiali and couldn't help shivering.
"Were you fooled by that crazy woman?" Jia Li noticed Mingyao's fear. Although she felt that she was useless, she was also dissatisfied in her heart. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the small stone statue.
Mingyue was also a little puzzled. "Is this really a full moon night? It's raining so hard, even if there was a moon, it would be covered by dark clouds. Did we choose the wrong day?"
"No." Mingyao comforted her. When the big demon left Mingyue, it made it clear that they would meet today.
It would be roughly correct to say it was today.
After just a moment's wait, their fragrance was completely extinguished by the rain.
It is not a good omen if the incense goes out midway.
One is to be rejected by the gods, and the other means death along the way.
It is not a good omen for either ordinary mortals or monks.
Jia Li, who always had a hot temper, was the first to attack. She was so angry that she didn't even bother to practice the Water Avoidance Technique and kicked the incense that had just been lit to the side.
No wonder she was angry. Mingyao remembered that Jiali was about to break through.
For a cultivator, every breakthrough is a matter of life and death. Now that she has offended him, according to Jia Li's personality, she would not be Jia Li if she didn't destroy this broken place.
Mingyao was about to step forward to stop him.
But Jiali, who had been full of anger before, suddenly froze, groaned, and frowned, as if in extreme pain, and fell to the ground in panic.
What's going on?
Jiali is never someone who cries out in pain easily
Mingyao was startled and hurried forward to check. Something unexpected happened, so Mingyue and Xuanxiu also followed him forward.
"Jia Li." Ming Yao squatted down and laboriously picked up the fallen Jia Li, calling her name softly. Jia Li was thin and heavy, and Ming Yao was already struggling to hold her. But Jia Li, who had always been at odds with Ming Yao, kept hiding in her arms, squeezing out words between her teeth: "It hurts... Yu."
Rain? Mingyao was startled. She stretched out her hand to feel the bucket-sized raindrops, but the rain melted into her palm. Apart from being cold, she felt nothing special.
As I was stunned, several white lights flashed across the sky.
But Mingyao glanced at Jiali's neck, which was very close to him, and felt something was wrong. He asked Mingyue for a new fire starter and said, "Help me hold her down."
"Me?" Mingyue was stunned. He was already frightened by this incident and was a little slow to react.
Before he could get an answer, another pair of white and slender hands appeared behind him and pressed down on Jiali's shoulders as Mingyao had said.
Mingyao's long eyelashes trembled slightly. With Xuanxiu's help, she easily restrained Jiali. Then she took the fire starter and took a closer look.
Sure enough, Mingyao felt a tightness in his heart.
The scars on Jiali's body looked like they were caused by being whipped. They were extremely red and swollen. In addition to her neck, the back of her hands and behind her ears also had whip marks of varying lengths.
Exactly the same as Xuan Hui's original one.
That night, Xuan Hui fell from the sky and landed in front of her, with the same scars on his body.
Is it really the same monster?
Mingyao suppressed the dark color in his eyes, took out the medicine he had prepared earlier in the morning, and applied it to Jiali's wound: "Give her a pinch of the water-avoidance technique."
As he spoke, Mingyao took advantage of Xuanxiu's gestures and, suppressing his palpitations, quickly swept across Xuanxiu's neck.
At the beginning, he only pinched Mingyue with the water-avoiding technique, and he only held the umbrella. The rain wet the ends of his hair, and occasionally a few strands stuck to his neck. The rain flowed down the seams of his clothes, and it looked cold. He didn't even wipe it off himself. When he lowered his head to hold Jiali, his hair covered his eyebrows and eyes, like a wet kitten.
Mingyao pursed her lips, suppressed her soft heart, and turned her thoughts back to the business. With just a glance, she could see clearly that Xuanxiu was safe and sound, and did not have the same red marks as Jiali.
She had thought—Mingyao blinked, her doubts swirling. Aren't they all from the Immortal Mountain? Why was Xuanxiu the only one who was safe?
“…Squeak.”
After a few people, a rustling sound was heard. Mingyue was already frightened and turned around first. When he saw this, his legs went weak and he almost fell down.
A red paper umbrella, a plain white dress, dark circles under the eyes, pale lips, slowly emerged from the night rain curtain, like a female ghost seeking revenge.
"What's wrong?" Mingyao noticed Mingyue's loss of composure and was about to turn around, but a cold hand covered his eyes.
"Don't look."
Amid the sound of rain, Xuanxiu's voice was somewhat indistinct.
Mingyao shuddered at his touch, but remained motionless.
"who?"
"The one who gave you the note."
“Only one fell.”
While Xuanxiu was answering her, the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared also spoke.
Before this, she spoke in a low voice with some weird mumblings, and her cold voice seemed a little strange to Mingyao's ears.
She was pretending.
The unknown woman glanced at the four people huddled together, her gaze moved from Mingyue to Mingyao, then across Xuanxiu, and finally landed on Jiali, whose face was blocked by Mingyao, with only half of it showing.
"She's from the Immortal Mountain, right?" The woman pointed out Jia Li's origins directly, her words full of sarcasm. "No wonder I disliked her the first time I saw her."
"You...you lied to us." Mingyue mustered up her courage, squatted behind Mingyao and Xuanxiu, and questioned with a pale face, "You, what is your purpose--"
But before he could finish his question, he was cut off by the woman's sinister gaze.
"I lied to you?" The woman scoffed. "What did I lie to you about? Everything I said was true."
Tell the truth.
Mingyao blinked gently, her thoughts racing. Her long eyelashes brushed against Xuanxiu's palm. Xuanxiu stiffened slightly for a moment, but Mingyao didn't notice.
She remembered the original note.
"Heavenly punishment is coming, rain will bring disaster"
Originally, she thought that this divine punishment was the same as the rumors of the year. Several villages suffered disasters one after another, causing panic among the people, and someone would send sacrifices for Ji Meng to eat human flesh.
But now it seems... that's not what it means.
The punishment from heaven is coming, and the rain will cause disaster. Now the rain is falling so heavily. The so-called disaster... is falling on Jiali?
Mingyao's mind moved, and she unconsciously reached out to pull away the hands that were covering her eyes.
Just put your hands together.
The two ice-cold hands suddenly became hot the moment they touched. Ming Yao reacted quickly and withdrew his hand, and simply asked directly in the direction of the woman.
"You want to kill the immortal?"
Just four words, floating lightly in the rain, made the woman furious.
"People from the Immortal Mountain can be called immortals?!"
Although he couldn't see the woman, Mingyao could easily detect the deep resentment in her sharp voice and angry tone.
The woman kept cursing, and each word became more and more unpleasant.
After Mingyao pondered for a moment, she leaned back and whispered close to Xuanxiu's ear. Because she couldn't see, her senses were blurred, and she didn't realize how intimate the position between her and Xuanxiu was.
The whole person seemed to be trapped in Xuanxiu's arms.
She asked softly, "Does your immortal mountain have any grudges against mortals?"
Or maybe that woman is not an ordinary person? That shouldn't be the case. With Xuanxiu around, Mingyao has no doubt that he will see through her.
A slightly warm breath fell on his ear.
Immortal Lord Miaomiao was stunned for a moment.
"Um?"
The woman seemed to find it strange that she didn't respond to him, and her long eyelashes swept across his palm again and again.
It's so itchy.
He thought.
The itch spreads from the palm of my hand to my heart.
The evil thoughts that had been growing continuously before were easily locked back into the depths of the cliff of his heart by the woman, leaving only the inner demon to yell and rant about his uselessness.
The inner demon is not the only one who feels the same way—
"Tsk tsk, the Immortal Lord is really easy to coax."
Just as he was distracted, a soft sigh sounded behind them.
"Then I'll take the first sacrifice away."
Mingyue let out a frightened scream. Mingyao hurriedly pulled down Xuanxiu's hand and turned his head to look. He only had time to see a green figure disappearing along with Mingyue in the rain.
Lure the tiger away from the mountain.
Xuanxiu reacted faster than Mingyao. With his immortal power as a guide, the dry branches around him obeyed his command and stopped the woman who wanted to escape.
"Do you recognize me?"
Xuanxiu's voice was affirmative.
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