Chapter 57 Chapter 57 "Who does Ayao like?"...
About choosing one of two.
To be honest, Mingyao rarely faces this kind of choice.
Ms. Ming and her family are very normal and emotionally stable people.
When Mingyao was young, he never experienced being asked by his family members whether he liked his mother or father more, or his grandparents or his grandmother and grandfather.
Occasionally, when outsiders ask her questions, she will answer without hesitation that she likes them all.
Ms. Ming said, as for people, if they can have as much as they want, they should have as much as they want. Why bother choosing and choosing and narrowing their path?
Ms. Ming is a person who practices what she preaches, so Mingyao had a very carefree life as a child. He didn't have to make choices about what he liked. If he liked both dolls and cars, Ms. Ming would just buy them both. If he liked both ice cream and candy, she would eat both, but she would control the quantity and never have any requirements for variety.
After going to school, Mingyao had a wide range of interests, including singing, playing the piano, dancing, and painting. He learned a little bit of everything, but he was not very good at any of them.
Ms. Ming's husband, Mingyao's father, was a little dissatisfied with this. He felt that spoiling Mingyao like this would make Mingyao fickle and unable to persevere.
Ms. Ming, who controls Mingyao Education, doesn't think so.
"The essence of life is experience. Our family has the conditions to let her experience it freely, so let her experience it freely. It's not something that matters. The things that really need to be persisted in are naturally more powerful external constraints."
So under the protection of Ms. Ming, Mingyao grew up freely.
I have many friends, but no one is particularly close to me; I have many hobbies, but I am not particularly proficient in any of them...
All in all, she rarely answers questions that require her to choose between two options.
Except when choosing subjects for the college entrance examination.
So, Mingyao was a little confused at the moment.
"You and Xuan Hui..."
Mingyao repeated the options blankly.
"Yes." The man who exchanged glances with her repeated, "Ayao, who are you saving?"
Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.
Of course she wanted to build level 14.
Based on the conditions given by the man before, she can be sent home by answering the questions.
Mingyao felt that this must be a double test of wisdom and kindness.
She gave a decisive answer: "Save them all!"
After she answered, she immediately moved closer, so close that she could see her own reflection in the man's eyes.
"Is that the right answer? Can you take me home?"
Her eyes were full of anticipation.
The man in front of him shook his head, neither saying right nor wrong.
"Ayao still needs to answer a few questions for me."
Mingyao was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he quickly cheered up. That's right, there were a few too few questions.
"Go ahead and ask." Mingyao leaned back and kept some distance.
"Is your real name Mingyao?"
Wow, the candidate’s identity has been confirmed.
Mingyao nodded quickly and answered honestly: "If it's genuine, you can check my fingerprints."
The man paused when he heard this.
Mingyao noticed something was amiss in his expression, and fearing he might not believe her, she hurried to prove it. "Really? Mingyao! It's really me. My name comes from a line in a poem: 'The distant sky is pale, the waning moon is dimly illuminated.' [1] It means that no matter what kind of predicament you find yourself in, there will always be hope."
Mingyao's chatterbox was opened, and he kept talking: "But Ms. Ming said that she hopes that no matter when I encounter difficulties, I will always have good luck."
"My dad was more straightforward. He just thought the meaning was very good. Tomorrow is so far away, and it makes him feel hopeful."
As Mingyao spoke, he began to miss home again.
"Tomorrow is far away." The man lowered his eyes and repeated softly, then asked seriously, "So, it was Ayao's mother who gave the name?"
"Ah, yes." Mingyao felt a little puzzled by this question, and muttered to himself that even the civil service examination and political review would not ask such clear questions. However, he still answered it.
"It's a nice name." The man's long eyelashes trembled. "Xuan Hui, do you know the meaning of your name?"
Xuan Hui, why is it him again?
Mingyao was in a daze at this time. He was injured because his body could not withstand the immortal power for too long. Many things and people sounded familiar to him, but seemed to be shrouded in mist.
But how can I say that I don’t know in front of the examiner?
Mingyao nodded in defiance of his conscience: "Of course."
"That's right." The man's eyes dimmed slightly.
Seeing that the man didn't refute her, Mingyao thought she had made it all the way without making a single mistake. She felt very proud and puffed out her chest, "Ask whatever you want to ask?"
The man just looked into Mingyao's eyes without saying anything.
Mingyao waited for a long time, but he didn't speak. She wasn't sure what he meant, so she kept silent.
Her eyes couldn't help but move from the man's eyes to his nose, then to his lips, and then from his lips to his long, thick, black eyelashes like crow feathers.
I was a little distracted, it's so beautiful... Such a tight face, just like a model, it looks good even when lying half sideways like this.
Mingyao looked him up and down carefully, and then looked into the man's eyes again.
He spoke, his voice becoming softer: "If I had known you earlier, would you like me or him?"
This time, the options for the question did not have a clear direction.
But it doesn't pose a problem for Mingyao.
"I like them all." She answered quickly and repeated it loudly, "I like them all."
The man's eyelashes trembled rapidly: "You like me... too?"
"Yes."
She loved him the most if he could get her home.
The woman's voice was so clear that Xuanxiu paused for breath.
I was stunned at first.
Immediately, my heart was filled with joy, like the sound of spring rain falling on my heart, and I felt happy unconsciously.
Earlier, when she asked who to save, her answer had already surprised him.
This problem is nothing more than the unwillingness that comes from being eager to take action.
But I didn't expect that she would say she liked them all.
She likes him too.
The corners of his lips couldn't help but rise a little bit.
Even if the inner demon is lurking between them and says that he is like a human couple, where the wife keeps a mistress outside the home and likes everything she hears, thinking that she can be compared with her husband, she does not feel sad but extremely happy. It is really despicable, but it doesn't matter.
Xuanxiu had no time to care about the inner demon's nonsense.
His thoughts were disturbed by Mingyao's words "like", and in the chaos, only one idea emerged clearly -
So...Xuan Hui really just took the initiative.
If the person A Yao met first was him, then at this moment, she would probably be his wife.
His heart felt hot and his throat couldn't stop rolling as he met Mingyao's clear eyes.
The previous joy turned into thirst, and from it grew a deeper desire.
It made him want to try again.
Even if there is only a one in a million chance, what if... she chooses him?
So, Mingyao saw the man in front of him raise his eyes slightly, with a gentle smile between his brows, and asked the original question again.
"If Xuan Hui and I are in danger... and you can only save one of us, who will you save, Ayao?"
Ah... this time is a little different.
Can only save one? Previously, this was a test of her character and morality, but now, this time, a test of her logic?
Mingyao felt that this problem was becoming difficult.
After pondering for a moment, Mingyao asked cautiously, "What is the relationship between Xuanhui and me?"
“…We were once husband and wife.”
The man in front of him paused slightly and gave an answer.
Ah, ex-husband, Mingyao's eyes were meaningful. That's actually not that difficult. They are exes, so the relationship must be bad. How can an ex be a good person?
"Then I'm sure..." Mingyao was about to give the answer carelessly, but when the words reached his lips, he suddenly thought about it again.
When doing things, one must never be careless, so she asked one more question: "What is the relationship between you and me?"
"...a bond of life and death, a relationship between a destined person and a guardian of immortality."
Oh, that sounds like a very innocent relationship.
but……
"What does it mean to be a man of destiny? I want to hear you talk about it. You haven't told me yet."
Mingyao was a little curious, so she changed the subject.
She had just asked casually, but the words sounded a bit harsh to Xuanxiu's ears. He thought Mingyao was going to settle the score later and wanted to make things clear with him.
After a moment's silence, Xuanxiu explained it to Mingyao in detail, which was more detailed than what Chuji had said before.
I also told her roughly how the immortal mountain was frantically searching for the man of destiny in order to eliminate future troubles.
"So... you'd better not meet him again." There was still some selfish motive in his words, "Perhaps, he will do something bad to you."
After he finished speaking, the people around him did not respond.
He curled his fingers and stopped talking. He still understood the principle of stopping when necessary.
He sighed, "Ayao, do you blame me?"
Blame him for leaving her with no choice, and also blame him for not understanding the impact of the immortal power on her earlier, which led to her suffering from the pain of soul separation.
The people around him still didn't speak.
One breath, two breaths, and after waiting for several more breaths, Xuanxiu raised his eyes, but saw that the soul in front of him had its eyes closed and had fallen into a deep sleep, no longer making any noise.
The questions he asked sank into the abyss, without answers.
"That's all."
Maybe it's not the right time.
Immortal Lord Miaomiao, who hadn't received an answer, suppressed his desires and calculated the time. It was almost time to send her back, so he performed a spell and returned Mingyao's soul to her body. He then left the house, stood up, and went to investigate. After confirming everything was correct, he stepped out.
It's still dark.
There is more than one monk in the academy.
Looking up at Jiali who appeared in front of him, Xuanxiu's expression did not change.
It was Jiali who looked extremely unhappy and was the first to speak—
"You are right. In Gumang City, not only are there remnants of the monsters you killed back then, but there are also new evil spirits that rebel against the immortals."
“There shouldn’t be so many.”
"Wasn't the evil spirit of the rebellious immortal sealed in your body a long time ago? How come a new one has appeared?"
Jia Li pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, and finally asked the question in her heart: "Miao Miao Immortal Lord, what happened after you killed the Demon King?"
Xuanxiu didn't respond. He looked at the sky which was gradually turning white for a long time before he looked at Jiali.
"I have calculated where he went and came from. I need you to bring him to me."
Jia Li was stunned and her hands suddenly tightened.
Senior Brother...
Xuanxiu's eyes passed over Jiali's face, and some vague memories came to her mind.
"If you take this step, you will be a traitor to the immortal world. I will kill you."
Many years ago, no one survived wherever he pointed his sword, with one exception.
Come and go.
According to rumors, he is the most proficient in the art of soul and spirit, and can even see through the soul of the mountain master.
**
Ghost Town
In the ghost town, demons are running rampant.
The drifting thick fog easily concealed the thin figure of the black shadow. He hummed a song and nimbly avoided one ferocious, insane evil spirit after another, and returned to an abandoned house without a plaque.
When I pushed the door open, I was filled with a foul stench and blood, flesh, and corpses were scattered all over the ground.
There was an evil ghost standing in the courtyard.
A ghostly green aura emanated from her entire body. In her hands she half-held a head with half of its flesh eaten away, staring blankly at the moon in the sky.
"Long time no see." The black shadow raised his eyebrows and greeted her.
When the evil ghost heard the sound, he turned his head back, his pupils were gone, and blood was weeping under his eyes, looking extremely sinister and eerie.
The black shadow was not scared away by this. Instead, he was pleasantly surprised to see that she still had a reaction, and threw the bag in his hand to her.
The bundle fell apart in mid-air, and the bones wrapped inside fell out.
"Look what I brought you today?" The shadow said with a smile on his face. "The corpse of the person you hate the most."
"Her soul was scattered, she died at the hands of the fateful man, her body is useless."
"It can be considered as fulfilling your wish."
As they were talking, the blackened bones fell to the ground and were soaked in the blood and limbs, which was a disgusting sight.
The evil ghost in the yard looked for a long time. His eyes were confused at first, but after gradually reacting, he slowly crawled in the direction of the corpses and grabbed a broken bone tremblingly.
She put it to her nose and sniffed it gently, as if she recognized the owner of the broken bone.
However, in a flash, the dark green ghost energy around her suddenly intensified, the broken bones turned into powder in her hands, and she let out a "ho ho" hissing sound, showing her anger.
The shadow watched all this, his eyes flashing with false pity, and he murmured softly: "How pitiful, Miss Lin."
Her desperate cry from three hundred years ago seemed to echo in her ears again.
"Save me...save me, please, save me."
Who is it?!
The shrill cries for help in the dream gradually faded away.
Mingyao suddenly sat up from the bed, the white light outside the window was dazzling.
Her hands were cold, and it took her a long time to regain consciousness. She saw clearly that the person beside the bed was Xuanxiu.
"What's wrong?" Xuanxiu wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Xuanxiu's familiar voice gave Mingyao a sense of security. She loosened her tightly clenched hands and wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.
She had no recollection of what happened in the first half of the night, but the second half... was not peaceful.
I don't know why, but I suddenly dreamed of the ghost town again. The evil ghost I met at the beginning kept chasing me and I couldn't get rid of it.
Never mind, maybe it was just a dream.
These days, she has been feeling restless and has had many strange dreams.
He sat there blankly, exhaled a long breath, and replied to Xuanxiu: "Nothing, I just had a nightmare."
After barely putting the dream behind him, Mingyao noticed that Xuanxiu in front of him was a little different.
Immortal Lord Miaomiao usually wears simple and elegant clothes. After knowing that she loves the color blue, she often wears the same.
But today is different. She has cloud patterns and gold edges, a red robe and black clothes, and is extremely beautiful.
"This is……?"
Mingyao was a little confused.
But she saw Immortal Miaomiao smiling as he put on her winter robe.
"Today in Gumang City, the newlyweds are going to the Immortal Temple to worship and fulfill their vows. Ah Yao, the neighbors next door have been waiting for us for a long time."
Mingyao's mind froze. Husband and wife? Who?
She and Xuanxiu?
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