Chapter 56 Chapter 56 "Who will Ayao save?"...
Beginning of winter.
The rain was drizzling in Gumang City, the sky was gloomy, and the whole city was shrouded in mist. The rain soaked every bluestone road. The soles of shoes were not thick enough, and as soon as I stepped on them, I could feel the sticky, wet and cold touch.
In this weather, not many people come to the vegetable market to buy things, but just at 5 p.m., there are not many people on the streets.
Hawkers gathered in groups of three or four to pack up their stalls and prepare to go home, chatting from time to time.
At first, they were just chatting about some trivial family matters, but as they talked, the topic unconsciously turned to another strange thing that had been circulating in the city recently.
"Have you heard?"
"That house on the north side of the city, near the outskirts, has been haunted lately."
"I heard about it. In the middle of the night, there are often rustling cries and ghostly screams, saying things like it's unfair, it's bad luck, and they want people to pay with their lives. It's very scary."
"But the monks in the city went to investigate, but they couldn't find anything."
"Very strange."
"Who knows if there are any wronged spirits out there? Let me tell you, the cultivators in the Immortal Mountain are getting weaker every year. They're no match for powerful evil spirits. Anyway, let's not go there."
"That's right."
There was a chorus of agreement.
They were chatting animatedly when they suddenly saw a tall and slender man walking towards them in the rain and fog.
The man, with bright features, asked politely with a smile, "Are there any more taro cakes today?"
When the vendors saw who was coming, they immediately smiled familiarly. "Oh, it's Mr. Ming. Yes, yes, yes, we have some radishes. Do you want some?"
"No need, just the taro will be fine. My wife wants to eat this today." The man mentioned his wife, and there was a bit of tenderness and affection in his words.
"Okay."
The vendors here were also efficient. They quickly picked up a few that looked good and packed them up.
Speaking of which, this Ming Xianggong has been here with his family for more than a month.
It is said that the woman he married was a cultivator in the past, but she was unlucky and was injured by a monster, which left her with a chronic illness that prevented her from leaving the house and being exposed to the wind.
Look, it's been over a month, and I haven't left the house once. Every now and then, it's only this husband who goes out to buy groceries.
This husband is also a good-tempered man. He looks gentle, but he is actually very easy to get along with. From time to time, he brings some talismans that his wife had made to drive away evil spirits, and asks them to leave some good fruits and vegetables for his wife.
Really loving.
The peddler handed over the item in his hand with a smile, then remembered that this man seemed to live in the north, and was worried that they had just arrived and had no channels to inquire about information, so the peddler gave him an additional reminder.
"It's been a rough few days. The area north of where you live... seems to be haunted. Several groups of monks have gone there, but have returned empty-handed. You guys should be more careful."
"Okay." The well-behaved man agreed good-temperedly, picked up the taro he had bought, turned around and left, disappearing in the rain.
In winter, it gets dark early.
When Xuanxiu returned home, it was already dark.
Pushing the door open, a tall and straight young woman stood in the courtyard with her back to the door, furious: "Mingyao! I'm telling you, if you do something stupid again tonight, I will immediately return to the Immortal Mountain and expose you!"
"Expose it, Jiali. If you don't want to come with us to find Chao Qulai, then you should send a letter to Xianshan immediately."
Mingyao lay in the rocking chair in the yard, rocking it intermittently, and said with a sense of grievance: "This is not something I can control."
"Ayao." Xuanxiu lowered his eyes, closed the door, and walked into the yard carrying the taro he had just bought.
As soon as he came back, the yard, which had been noisy, suddenly became quiet.
Mingyao's chair stopped shaking, and he sat up obediently. He pulled the corners of his lips and called him: "...Miaomiao."
Jiali, who was showing off just now, stopped making trouble now. Without even turning his head, he walked towards the inner room step by step with a stiff body.
Mingyao couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Oh, this is rare. Wasn't he scolding Xuanxiu before? Now he is behaving well.
【One month ago.】
Mingyao took Mingyue away from Lingxu Cave.
The immortal power surged in her body. She originally thought that since she was able to obtain the infinite immortal power, she might as well go straight to Xuan Hui to confront him and force him to tell her what his purpose and plan with the little ball of light was.
After just a few steps out of the cave, his nose started bleeding, followed by his ears and eyes.
While she was still at a loss, Xuanxiu was the one who reacted earlier than him.
"Ayao, let go, release your immortal power." Xuanxiu looked nervous and pinched her arms tightly.
Let go, how to let go?
Mingyao was at a loss as the immortal power in her body was flowing through her eight extraordinary meridians. She only knew how to draw the immortal power from Xuanxiu's body, but she didn't know how to let go.
"Hold your breath and concentrate your mind."
On the other side, Xuanxiu pinched her fingers and pointed at his brow. A familiar yet unfamiliar breath entered her forehead, barely opening up a channel for the immortal power in her body.
Soon, the immortal power was drained from her body, and she fell into Xuanxiu's arms as if she had lost her strength.
Mingyao felt as if his body was hollowed out and was speechless.
Is this what is called a man of destiny?
Wasn't the immortal power meant for her? She hadn't done anything serious just now, so how could this immortal power have stabbed her?
I couldn't suppress the complaints in my heart, but I couldn't say a word. It felt like a heavy stone was pressing on my chest.
"Your body can't withstand the immortal power for too long, and your soul is imprisoned by Chao Qulai. You must go find him first."
Xuanxiu made a plan in just a few breaths.
Now that he was ill, Mingyao had no objection. He just wanted to follow Xuanxiu obediently and get better first.
But halfway through the journey, he suddenly encountered another problem - his soul left his body.
It is uncontrollable and there is no consciousness when leaving the body. If you are not careful, it will disappear without a trace.
Someone must guard the place all night, and when day comes, he will use the magic formula to send his soul back to his body.
Because of this, you can't travel far. You need to heal your soul first before you can continue on your journey.
After careful consideration, Mingyao chose Gumang City.
First, it was close to them, and second, the place where she had sent Jiali away to get Chuji's things was also here.
She wanted to know what Chu Ji left behind.
Fortunately, this matter went very smoothly. Mingyao still remembered the place and asked for directions along the way. Just by chance, he ran into Jiali.
She lived in a house on the outskirts of Suo Chuji City. She had originally planned to rescue them as the letter said. Now that she and Xuanxiu had escaped, they stayed there temporarily.
Mingyue has been dizzy ever since the remnant soul entered her body.
The only things Chu Ji left behind in Gumang City, apart from a few rooms, was a key. It was made entirely of jasper and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary thing.
But I don’t know what it is used for.
Mingyao could only put the key away for the time being. Chuji's words before his death always bothered her.
"You think... you're the only one?"
Meaning, there's more than just her? What's more than just her? Is it the destined one?
Mingyao has been worried a lot these days.
But Jiali is a person who likes to get to the bottom of everything he does.
Sometimes he asked them what happened in Shuangli Town, and sometimes he asked about Xuanxiu's identity.
Mingyao then realized that Xuanxiu had been using hand gestures to hide his identity from the people of the Immortal Mountain.
Originally, Mingyao hadn't intended to tell anyone, but Jiali was too noisy, so she went to find Xuanxiu.
Xuanxiu only said two sentences.
"Come here, I found it."
"You can call me Immortal Lord Miaomiao."
After saying these two sentences, Jiali calmed down visibly. As long as Xuanxiu was around, she would be as obedient as a quail. Xuanxiu didn't even confiscate the things she used to communicate with Xianshan, and she didn't clamor to inform Xianshan.
Only when Xuanxiu went out would he dare to stretch his neck, run in front of him, and peck him a few times.
"You're crazy! Do you know who Immortal Lord Miaomiao is? Does Immortal Lord Xuanhui know? Do the Mountain Master and Master know? If you're going to fall in love with someone else, choose a better person. He, Immortal Lord Miaomiao, has the blood of so many immortals, demons, and ghosts on his hands. Aren't you afraid?"
Mingyao was almost shaken apart by her.
How could she not be afraid? She was definitely afraid at first, but now after what happened in Shuangli Town, just as Xuanxiu said, he was the one she trusted most among the people here.
However, naturally, they would not tell Jia Li everything that happened between them.
Mingyao could only pretend to be stupid.
Now, after recuperating in Gumang City for a month, her health is finally getting better, and the frequency of her soul leaving her body has increased from once a day to once every other day.
Today is the day of separation of souls.
Another torture.
Mingyao couldn't help but sigh. Some time ago, when his body was still weak, although his soul was away from home every day, he just liked to wander around.
But now, every time the day of her soul leaving her body comes, she becomes even more aggressive and makes a lot of noise.
In the past few days, she would often rush into Jiali's house, crying and crying, calling Jiali "Mom" and saying that she was extremely unlucky, while crying and making a fuss about wanting to eat taro paste, tossing and turning all night long.
I don’t know what the situation is today.
Mingyao glanced at Xuanxiu who was carrying something. Now there were only the two of them in the yard, and it would feel awkward if they didn't talk.
"Today, I have to trouble Miaomiao to take care of me again."
Now, whenever her soul leaves her body, she is either excited or depressed. She loves to run around and cannot be beaten or scolded, making her extremely difficult to take care of.
After the commotion was over, Xuanxiu had to calculate the time and use some hand gestures to send her back into his body.
If it weren’t for Xuanxiu…
Mingyao pursed her lips. She had already said thank you countless times, and it felt like it lacked some weight when she said it again.
But if I talk about other things, I'm afraid he will bring up love matters.
It was because of his obsession with her that she didn't dare to tell him everything about her marriage with Xuan Hui and the little light ball.
After all, even though he knew that he "liked" Xuan Hui, he had already developed inner demons. If the truth was told to him, it would be even more difficult for him to deal with it.
Although he had not talked about these things in front of her in recent days, Mingyao was still a little scared.
But now, inside the courtyard, Immortal Lord Miaomiao simply raised the item in his hand with a smile on his face: "The other day I heard you clamoring for something to eat, was it Yukui?"
Mingyao was stunned, looking at the taro in front of him.
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me, Bobo probably won’t work, but maybe taro paste can be made.
I just don't know if there is sugar and milk here.
"It seems so." Immortal Lord Miaomiao smiled and took the thing in.
Mingyao followed in like a kitten.
Xuanxiu had been cooking for her for the past month.
At first, she thought she would see what a magic kitchen was. However, she never expected that Immortal Lord Miaomiao was very down-to-earth and basically did everything himself.
Now he rolled up his sleeves and looked at Mingyao following him, and just smiled: "How do you make the food you mentioned?"
He asked her softly.
When Mingyao heard this, she felt a little puzzled. She could eat it but not cook it. She tried to recall that she had read in some food notes that in ancient times, taro was only used to satisfy hunger and there was no layer of processing. It was exactly the same as the taro paste she ate today.
"Should it be steamed first, then crushed into a paste, and finally added with sugar and milk?" Ming Yao spoke uncertainly, not sure himself.
It is said that one feels homesick when close to home. Mingyao actually felt the same way while eating together.
Maybe you will spend a lot of effort now, but the result will be far from what you expected. It is better not to do it.
"How about we have taro porridge?" She put her hands behind her back and watched Immortal Miaomiao bend over to light a fire. "I suddenly want to eat this."
Xuanxiu paused, but still responded loudly, "Okay."
After dinner, the moon was rising above the branches.
A familiar feeling of tiredness came over Mingyao.
It was no different from being given anesthesia on the operating table. Mingyao was counting one, two, three the moment before, and was completely unconscious the next.
The soul floated out of the body lightly.
Doors and windows couldn't stop her.
Her mind was in a mess and she floated into the yard. There were two rooms on the left and the right, one with a closed door and the other open.
Her eyes rolled around and she rushed towards the closed door without hesitation.
Oh, who doesn't have a temper? Who are you on guard against?
When they broke in, there was no light in the house and it was pitch black. Mingyao subconsciously shrank her body. She lowered her head and squinted her eyes, and saw that she was floating on the ground without standing firmly. Then she realized that, come to think of it, she was the ghost now.
I suddenly felt sad. I had no physical body, so only imaginary tears fell down and sobs slowly came out.
I felt that crying was not satisfying enough.
He floated lightly to the bed, lay down next to someone, leaned against the person lying on their side, and began to talk nonsense.
"Woo woo woo, I want to go home."
"Wow, I miss my mom."
"Wow, I want the elevator air conditioning and my phone."
"I'm so wronged. What did I do wrong to be brought here?"
She cried harder and harder, and her sobs could not be stopped. Finally, the person lying on the bed turned over and lay on his side facing her.
When it comes to crying, you naturally need someone to accompany you, so that you can cry more vigorously.
Hearing the noise, Mingyao, whose head was in a daze, opened his mouth and howled loudly a few times.
Until I heard a gentle male voice coming from the side: "Ayao, answer me a few questions and I will help you get home, okay?"
Mingyao's crying gradually stopped, but she just looked at the person in front of her with a complicated look.
Oh, where did this liar come from?
Mingyao was quite disdainful. If she could go home so easily, why would she be crying?
The man didn't seem to notice her disdain. After a pause of a second or two, he asked his question.
"If Xuan Hui and I are both in danger of our lives, who will Ayao save?"
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