Chapter 30 Frost Pear Town (Part 3) She was afraid.
"If we just let her go, will we be able to control that madman?"
He Ling felt uneasy when he saw that the chips in his hand were released by Chao Qulai.
If she had done as she wished, tying this woman to their side and luring the man into the trap would have been much simpler than it was now.
The yellow talisman papers on the table were scattered in disorder.
Chao Qulai found a cloth bag from somewhere, and without even tidying it up, he just grabbed a handful and put the things into the bag.
The soul-searching technique just now consumed too much energy, and he was too lazy to speak anymore. But he couldn't afford to offend his ancestor He Ling.
He waved to Xixi who was watching the fun over there, put down the work in his hands, sat down to take a breath, and then slowly explained.
"Nothing in this world is certain... Hey, hey, hey, stop pinching me." He had barely finished speaking when he saw He Ling's ghostly aura about to wrap around his neck. He quickly dodged to the side and said, "You still have such a bad temper. Listen to me."
"Nothing is absolute in this world, but the soul that allows him to perform the Yin-Yang marriage method must be someone he cares about deeply. It would be safer for us to keep that soul close to us. However, in a chess game, holding the chess pieces in your hand is not a good strategy."
"Tie her up and lure Immortal Lord Miaomiao to your door. Then, we can use her life to blackmail Immortal Lord Miaomiao into letting us go, or do you think we can just make Immortal Lord Miaomiao obey our orders directly?"
"I dare not order Immortal Lord Miaomiao around, who is unwilling to do his bidding."
"Beautiful Crane, please be patient. Love is the most exhausting thing."
"Maybe even if you chop him into eight pieces, he'll be happy to do it."
"That's a nice thing to say." He Ling's expression brightened slightly upon hearing this, but he still had doubts in his heart. "That living soul isn't a fool. How could he let you manipulate him? Besides, even if you make her afraid of him, if she's of a strong character, she won't be unable to endure it."
Chao Qulai smiled upon hearing this: "The soul-binding technique is still there. If she still wants to be a human, she will follow my words and stay by Immortal Lord Miaomiao's side every day."
"As for fear, even if you try to control it, it will reveal itself in subtle ways."
He suppressed the dark light in his eyes and sighed softly -
"A vague sense of distance, dodging when our eyes meet, retreating when we get close, a stiff back when we make contact... Do you want to bet with me when Immortal Lord Miaomiao will finally give up this torment?"
He Ling was speechless.
"Anyway, we just need to go back and wait for news." Chao Qulai made the final decision.
"Go back?" He Ling was stunned when she heard that. She originally thought they just needed to wait in Shuangli Town.
I glanced at the distant view outside the window. After a night of tossing and turning, the night was about to end. A white line appeared at the end of the sky and the dawn began to appear. It seemed that today would be a sunny day.
It's a nice day, but unfortunately... there are uninvited guests coming.
You are really untrustworthy, Immortal Lord Xuanhui.
He curled his lips at Qulai, picked up the bag of yellow talismans that Xixi had packed, and took a quick look at it.
The living soul has been working very efficiently in the past three days and has written a lot of useful things. If there is a chance, he wouldn't mind helping her again.
Chao Qulai searched among them, pulled out a card, and continued He Ling's words: "Yes, leave immediately, otherwise trouble will come and you won't be able to leave."
The yellow talisman ignited without wind and turned into ashes in just a few breaths.
The house is empty after the people left.
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【Frost Pear Town Inn】
I felt dizzy.
This time, Mingyao has experienced the feeling of being resurrected by using a "corpse".
I don’t want to do it again in this life.
It was as if I hadn't eaten for three days. I squatted down and stood up suddenly. My vision went black and white. I didn't know how long it took before it slowly stopped like a washing machine, the speed gradually decreased, and everything returned to normal.
"Mingyao?"
Someone is calling my soul in my ear.
Mingyao suppressed his nausea and looked towards the source of the sound.
"...Jia Li?"
It's really rare. She has been here for so many years, but there are only a handful of people she can call out by name. Now that she has come back to life, she can actually see familiar faces.
"Why are you here?"
"How did you survive?"
They both spoke at the same time.
How did you survive? Good question.
Mingyao had a complicated expression and lowered his head to touch the dent on his wrist.
This whole ordeal, a death escape that she had been preparing for nearly two hundred years, had now come to an abrupt end. Her feelings were truly difficult to describe in words.
The good news is that at least I'm back in my body.
The bad news is that there is no future for my journey home.
Do I really have to stay here until I die?
Mingyao was stunned for a moment.
"That's not right..." Jia Li, who was sitting opposite her, didn't notice anything unusual about her. She approached Ming Yao as if no one was around, stared at her for a long time with a frown, and murmured, "Ming Yao, why aren't you breathing?"
What does that mean? Mingyao looked up in confusion.
Jia Li didn't say any more nonsense. She grabbed Mingyao's hand and pressed it against her chest: "Listen for yourself, is there any movement in your chest? Or is your breath too weak and I... saw it wrong?"
Her hand was pressed against her heart.
One breath, two breaths...
There was no ups and downs at all.
Damn it, why aren't you jumping?
"Miss Wen, you will come to see me again. We will see each other then."
The image of Chao Qulai's slyly smiling face flashed through my mind.
Ah, Mingyao's dead heart died again.
She said, with her luck, how could such a good thing happen to her.
When the fragrant bait that Chao Qulai had refined entered his soul, Mingyao was actually quite unconcerned.
First, she felt that it was not that mysterious. Second, she felt that even if it was true as he said, she would be trembling with fear when she saw Xuanxiu, like a rabbit seeing a wolf. What could she do?
Or just avoid her. Even if you can't afford to offend her, you can at least hide from her.
If you really can't avoid it, just pretend and endure it.
In life, the key is to pretend. She has lived in this world for almost two hundred years. Although she still cannot remain calm even when facing a disaster, she can always pretend.
If you really think about it, this bait did not cause any substantial harm to her, so today's experience could be considered a close call.
Unexpectedly, there was another trick waiting for her.
Meeting Jiali's inquiring gaze, Mingyao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Big eyes met small eyes, there was silence for a moment, and behind them there was a squeak -
Anyone else?
Mingyao turned his head subconsciously.
Just happened to meet a pair of dark eyes.
"I want you to be afraid of him."
The moment their eyes met, Mingyao felt as if he had fallen into the deep sea.
His body reacted subconsciously, and he realized who the person was before Mingyao did.
The biting coldness spread from his limbs to his heart. Mingyao grabbed Jiali beside him, panicking and at a loss.
She originally thought that the fear Chao Qulai talked about was similar to when she suddenly saw an evil ghost in a ghost town. It was just a momentary tension, and once she got used to it, the emotion would ease and dissipate.
Taking a step back, at worst, from now on, she would only see Xuanxiu in broad daylight. In short, there are always more ways than difficulties, and she could always dispel this fear.
Only after this encounter did she realize that she had thought too simply.
This fear... is more like drowning.
Endless sea water rushed towards her from all directions. The more she struggled, the deeper she fell. It was useless to try to break free.
Every time he got closer to her, Mingyao fell an inch. She could not resist or control herself, and was left with only despair and fear.
"Ayao?"
Xuanxiu called out softly, his voice was clear and mellow. When he called her name, he was a little cautious, perhaps because it was her illusion.
Reason told her that there was nothing to be afraid of.
But when she heard his voice, she felt a chill on the back of her neck. She clung to Jiali and refused to let go. She even unconsciously hid behind Jiali to avoid him.
“…Why do you have blood in you?”
Knowing that he had overreacted, Mingyao panicked and quickly turned the topic to him.
Hearing this, Xuanxiu lowered his eyes and looked at the wound on his hand: "...Injured by a thief."
"Ah...so that's it." Mingyao laughed dryly a few times and said nothing more.
There were two people, one dodged and the other dared not move forward.
The atmosphere was so weird that even Jiali, who was caught in the middle, noticed it a little.
"Mingyao, are you sure you know him?" Jiali frowned and turned her head to look at Mingyao who was half hiding behind her.
"I know him." Mingyao didn't know why Jiali asked this. Xuanxiu's face was obviously related to Xuan Hui, so of course she knew him.
"That's fine." Jia Li glanced at the bloody hand of the man in front of her and became alert, but since Mingyao said he knew him, she could only suppress her suspicion for the time being.
"Then pack up now, and we'll set off back to the fairy mountain."
Jiali spoke suddenly.
Mingyao was stunned, not quite following her thoughts: "Go back... back to the fairy mountain?"
"Of course. Your current situation is strange. Your soul has returned to its place, but your body is still dead. I need to return to the Immortal Mountain and ask the master to bring out your soul again to confirm the situation."
Jia Li said this and turned around to get the sword.
"Wait." Mingyao stopped her sideways and blurted out, "You can't go back."
If Xuan Hui had not raised his sword to kill her, she might have chosen to go back with Jia Li, tell the Immortal Mountain about what happened, and ask the Mountain Master to help her solve the current situation of her physical body.
But Xuan Hui wanted to kill her, and she didn't dare to take the risk until the truth was clear.
"Why?" Jia Li frowned in confusion, "You—"
"Ayao has just regained consciousness and is not feeling well. Thank you for your concern, Immortal Lord, but please don't force her." Xuanxiu smiled at Jiali and interrupted her.
His tone was gentle, but his words were firm.
Jia Li was choked by his words and felt a little uncomfortable. It seemed like she was meddling in other people's business. Her eyes fell on Ming Yao, indicating what she should choose.
Xuanxiu's voice was clear and mellow. It used to sound like a spring breeze, but now it sounded like a ghost demanding his life.
He was clearly speaking for her.
Mingyao felt a slight pang of regret in his heart, and tried his best to restrain himself from overreacting. He nodded in agreement with Xuanxiu's words, "The journey to the Immortal Mountain is long, and I really can't afford to travel so far right now."
Having been humiliated, Jia Li was embarrassed and said, "...Then I will send a letter to ask Xuan Hui Xianjun to come."
"No!" Ming Yao was even more shocked when he heard that.
"Why isn't this possible?" Jia Li's suggestions were repeatedly rejected, and impatience rose in her heart. "Your physical body is fine now, but there's no telling when symptoms will appear. Do you still want to live?"
She wanted to, but she just wanted to live, so she couldn't notify Xuan Hui.
But the reason behind this is really hard to explain to her.
"I've already divorced him, so I won't bother him anymore." Mingyao racked his brains for an excuse. "Seeing him again is really... inconvenient."
“…”
Jiali's eyes fell on her and examined her back and forth, as if she didn't believe it.
After a long pause, he finally snorted coldly, "You're so hypocritical. I don't care about you. The master only asked me to call back your soul. Now that your soul has returned, I will return to the mountain tomorrow. As for you, it's up to you whether you want to come back or not."
"I'm going to rest now. You and him, go out."
"It's already daybreak..." Why rest? Immortal Lord Jiali is so powerful that he will be fine even if he doesn't sleep for a night.
Before Mingyao could finish his words of comfort, Jiali ruthlessly kicked him out of the house, along with Xuanxiu.
Damn it.
Now the morning light is dim and the sky is bright.
The two looked at each other.
Xuanxiu was still wearing a familiar red robe, his lips were pale, and he seemed to have lost too much blood, looking a little weak. The morning light fell into his eyes, staining them with a hint of warm brown.
It should be a very beautiful face.
Unfortunately, the bait in his soul was playing tricks on Mingyao. When Xuanxiu stared at him like that, he had no intention of appreciating her at all. He froze in place, pinching his fingertips, and desperately used up his last bit of strength to close his eyes.
“…”
Xuanxiu must have noticed something strange about her.
"Ayao doesn't want to see me..." Xuanxiu's voice was still gentle in her ear, and he asked her softly, "Are you angry with me?"
Angry... Angry about what?
Mingyao's whole body froze, his thoughts unable to move, he could only stand there and listen to Xuanxiu talk.
"What I did was just a helpless act." Xuanxiu seemed to be showing weakness, and even his breathing became a little lighter. Mingyao could feel his gaze slightly lowering. She mustered up her courage, quietly narrowed her eyes, and glanced at her. In her narrow field of vision, she found that Xuanxiu was no longer staring at her.
Realizing this, Mingyao relaxed a lot and stepped back inconspicuously, trying to distance himself from Xuanxiu.
"Can you forgive me, Ayao?"
Unfortunately, just as she took half a step, Xuanxiu's question came quietly again. What was even more terrible was that Xuanxiu actually leaned forward slightly and took half a step closer to her.
Mingyao's shoulders trembled.
She always felt like she was playing the game of "statue". As soon as Xuanxiu raised her eyes, she could only freeze in place.
Originally, he wanted to just laugh dryly, go through the motions, and deal with it, but without Jiali as a shield, Mingyao couldn't even laugh dryly, so he just nodded randomly.
His fingertips were almost pinching, and he managed to squeeze out a sound from his throat: "I am really tired today. Xuanxiu, if you have anything to say, we can talk about it later."
After she finished speaking, she couldn't catch her breath, turned around and tried to rush into Jiali's room.
But he never expected that Jiali had cast a spell on the door. Mingyao's shoulder was hurt from bumping into it, but he never saw her open the door.
What a cruel woman.
Just when I was feeling anxious and uncomfortable, the solid door creaked and opened a crack.
"good."
There was an almost inaudible sigh from the side. It was Xuanxiu. He responded and opened the door for her.
Mingyao felt even more apologetic, but he honestly took a step forward and entered Jiali's house.
Jiali naturally noticed it and started to make a noise again. After a long time, Mingyao said nice words over and over again and finally coaxed Jiali to calm down.
After another cup of tea, there was no sound at all.
Xuanxiu stood outside the house, listening quietly to Mingyao coaxing people.
When she coaxes people, her voice is always softer than usual, and she has a lot of nice things to say, almost none of them repeated. Occasionally she'll act a little naughty, which is quite lively.
Although she didn't know the reason, she was still alive in this world. Even if there was something wrong with her physical body, as long as she was willing, her immortal power could solve everything for her.
He should be happy.
Xuanxiu lowered his eyes.
But she was afraid. Afraid of him.
A very thin thorn gently pricked my heart. I didn't feel any pain at first, but when the blood oozed out, I felt pain.
Why?
There was a hint of confusion in Xuanxiu's eyes. Now he and she were only separated by a door, but it seemed like they were thousands of miles apart.
The red clothes he was wearing looked like a joke.
Xuanxiu lowered her eyes to look at the bloody flesh in her palm, and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to understand her.
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