Chapter 32 Frost Pear Town (V) Xuan Hui's Lies
"Come on, come on, don't just stand there, stand still!"
Just before the sun sets, there are many people sitting in the hall of the inn.
Mingyao had expected chaos to erupt after such a ferocious monster barged in. However, despite some reluctance on their faces, the people in the hall actually obeyed the goblin's instructions, rising one by one and standing in front of their respective tables.
After leaving Shuangli Town for over a hundred years, monsters are now in charge here?
Mingyao suppressed his fear and quietly grabbed a piece of Xuanxiu's sleeve.
Although she was afraid of Xuanxiu, at least Xuanxiu would not kill her. But it was different with Tian Xiao.
Back then, in order to make a living, she took the job of being a human bait, and she was deeply impressed when those monks killed Tian Xiao.
It looks like a mountain monkey, has a bad temper, and likes to eat the flesh and blood of women... a real evil monster.
Even now, more than a hundred years have passed, the scene of Tian Xiao's head being chopped off and rolling down in front of her is still vivid in her mind.
The bloody scene makes me feel nauseous just thinking about it.
Thinking of the past, Mingyao moved closer to Xuanxiu.
Now Xuanxiu had his back to her and hadn't spoken a word, so her fear had dissipated a lot compared to before. As she got closer, the subtle scent of bitter orange from his body filled her, which actually eased her tense mood a lot.
Looking through the gaps between the people standing in front, I saw Tian Xiao pacing back and forth in the open space in front. He turned around, looked around, a look of satisfaction on his face, his eyes bright, cleared his throat, and suddenly took out a big red flower made of silk from somewhere, hung it around his neck, and began to sing.
"Today I have chosen a good item. My residual soul has entrusted me with this body to express my sorrow. I regret not meeting you before you die. Once you have broken my bones, I will take away your life debt..."
His voice was high-pitched, and the lyrics, which originally had a somewhat sinister air, became even more bizarre when he sang them like that.
What is this doing?
Mingyao hid behind Xuanxiu, feeling uneasy at the strange humming voice, and did not realize that she and Xuanxiu were very close at the moment.
At first she only held half of Xuanxiu's sleeve, but she couldn't gain any leverage that way, and her feet were sore from standing on tiptoe, so her hand unconsciously rested on Xuanxiu's arm. As the Tian Xiao sang more and more vigorously, she was afraid but also wanted to watch. At this moment, she almost leaned her whole body on Xuanxiu's shoulder, with only a pair of eyes exposed, peeking outside.
Tian Xiao sang those words over and over again for about a cup of tea. When he was about to finish the words, he pulled off the big red flower on his body and threw it out casually.
A red shadow passed by Mingyao's eyes, and the red flower fell at the feet of Xuanxiu.
"Haha ..., it's chosen, it's chosen."
A gleam of light flashed in Tian Xiao's eyes. He pushed through the groups of people in the hall and came towards Ming Yao and the others.
Mingyao could smell the stench coming from that bloody mouth when they were so close. He subconsciously exerted force and fiercely pinched Xuanxiu's arm. He rested his head on Xuanxiu's back, eyes tightly closed, and dared not look out.
"It's you, it's you." Tian Xiao jumped around Mingyao and Xuanxiu, looking crazy with joy. Sometimes he laughed loudly, sometimes he raised his glass and drank deeply, and he kept muttering to himself -
"On a full moon night, at the hour of Wuxu, we must meet!"
What a commotion.
Mingyao didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he heard the sound of the door slamming, but he still held Xuanxiu's hand with lingering fear.
Xuanxiu lowered his eyes and remained calm.
His eyes swept across the hand that was tightly holding his, and a strange and rapid drumbeat sound came from his heart.
The faint fragrance left by her approach reminded Xuanxiu of the butterfly that flew away as soon as it touched him many years ago.
He held his breath, afraid that any slight movement would scare her away.
"Miss, sir, I'm really sorry for scaring you."
Seeing the Tian Xiao leave, the shopkeeper who had been standing there silently, hurriedly came over with a teapot to pour tea for Mingyao and Xuanxiu, and picked up the red flower and put it aside, "Come, come, sit down first."
Hearing this, Mingyao subconsciously let go of Xuanxiu's hand and sat down as instructed by his boss.
The faint fragrance dissipated, and Xuanxiu gently moved his right arm, which had been stiff and unable to move.
The drumbeats gradually subsided, leaving only a faint echo in the valley of my heart, leaving me feeling empty and desolate.
Still flew away.
On the side, seeing Xuanxiu didn't move for a long time, Mingyao glanced at his sleeves out of the corner of her eye, and then she realized that she had pulled too tightly just now, and the fabric of Xuanxiu's clothes was wrinkled by her.
As if noticing her gaze, Xuanxiu, who had been standing motionless, smoothed his sleeves that were wrinkled by her, and sat back in his original seat, facing Mingyao.
Mingyao was so frightened by this action that he immediately lowered his head and drank some hot tea to calm himself down.
I prayed silently in my heart, never look at each other, never look at each other.
The shopkeeper, completely unaware of the undercurrent between the two, smiled at them as they sat down and reassured them, "Don't panic, you two. You don't know what happened just now. He wasn't a demon."
"Not a monster?" Mingyao hadn't fully recovered yet. When he heard the shopkeeper's words, he just repeated them blankly.
The shopkeeper, assuming Mingyao didn't believe him, sighed, his lips curled slightly downwards, and he looked heartbroken. "That's right, he just broke in. He's a descendant of the weapon-making lineage of the Lin family in town. Unfortunately, decades ago, the town was plagued by Tian Xiao monsters, and everyone was panicked. It was the Lin family who used their own bodies as weapons to subdue those lawless Tian Xiaos and perished along with them. Lin Yue was still a child at the time, only four or five years old. He was invaded by the evil spirit of the Tian Xiao, and his body became demonic, which is why he is what he is now."
"Every once in a while, he'd come to town and cause trouble. He didn't hurt anyone, though. He just liked to sing some weird songs and trick people into going to the dense forests in the south to burn incense and offer food."
"Someone in town secretly followed him and saw that he actually ate all the offerings. It's really pitiful. If the Lin family were still around, this child would have been a child of destiny."
The Lin family, weapon refining. Mingyao felt it sounded very familiar.
After thinking for a long time, she finally remembered that before she met Xuan Hui, she wanted to save money to buy magic tools to protect herself, but she was tricked into going to the next village and almost lost her life.
The news that deceived her said that the batch of depreciated fairy mountain magic weapons fell into the hands of the Lin family in the neighboring village.
It turned out to be them.
Mingyao was stunned for a moment.
Over there, the shopkeeper continued to chatter away, "Everyone in the villages around here has received favors from this family, so they just let him do what he wants. I see you look unfamiliar, like outsiders. I'm afraid you must have been frightened. I'm sorry, sorry."
"Yeah, yeah." After hearing what the mayor said, the tea drinker sitting nearby also echoed, "He has messed up four or five inns in this town like this. Don't take it seriously."
After hearing the whole story, Mingyao felt relieved: "Then this red flower..."
Mentioning the red flower, the shopkeeper's expression became somewhat hesitant. "This is the first time he's thrown out this red flower. Usually, he treats it like a rarity. After he chooses someone, he just passes it through the hands of that person. I don't know what's wrong with him today."
"Perhaps it's because you two don't recognize each other. If you think it's unlucky, don't worry about it. I'll take it down and throw it away in a moment."
Mingyao nodded.
Seeing that the two had no intention of pursuing the matter, the shopkeeper felt relieved. He bowed to Mingyao and Xuanxiu, then turned around to do other things.
There was a moment of silence.
However, after all this commotion, Mingyao felt more at ease. He was stroking his teacup, thinking about how to start a conversation with Xuanxiu.
A woman nearby turned around and whispered, "Don't trust that shopkeeper."
Suddenly someone approached, and Mingyao moved to the side uncomfortably, leaving room for him. The woman was not shy and sat down next to Mingyao without hesitation.
But it was not to talk to Mingyao.
"Sir, you must believe Lin Yue's words. On this full-moon night, at the hour of Wuxu, go to the dense forest in the south and burn incense and offer food to him." The woman lowered her voice, as if afraid to be overheard. "Only the chosen ones have this opportunity."
"What opportunity?" Mingyao felt inappropriately curious.
The woman glanced at her sideways, then looked back and forth between her and Xuanxiu. After thinking for a moment, she took out a piece of paper with words written on it from her waist.
"Seeing that you two had a close relationship before, go back and read this note. You will know after you read it."
The woman's voice was extremely low, her eyes wandering. "Lin Yue is a disciple of the immortal. When the immortal is angry, the world is turned upside down. You are fortunate this time. If you are lucky, you can even summon the immortal in person and learn about your chance to ascend to heaven."
As she said that, she stuffed the note into Mingyao's hand.
Why does it feel so weird... Mingyao felt like he had received a hot potato, unable to throw it away, so he could only hold it in his hand.
After passing the note, the woman stood up again in a daze. When her eyes fell on the big red flower, she couldn't take her eyes off it for a long time. She looked at it for a long time before stumbling away.
It's like he was brainwashed by a cult. I should have known not to ask that question.
Mingyao felt a little regretful and stared at the note in his hand in a daze.
Perhaps this was the cause of a misunderstanding. Xuanxiu glanced at the object in her hand and said, "If you're curious, why not open it and take a look?"
Not really curious either.
Mingyao silently refuted in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud, so he simply opened the note.
Only eight words.
"Heavenly punishment is coming, bringing disaster with rain."
Mingyao was slightly stunned, not because she was confused by these eight words without a beginning or an end, but on the contrary, she felt very familiar with them.
More than a hundred years ago, she and Xuan Hui first met in Shuangli Town because of the "heavenly punishment".
At that time, she was tied up as a sacrifice and left in a dense forest. She almost died. It was when she met Xuan Hui, who was also seriously injured, and ate the elixir he carried with him that she got the little light ball, traveled through the book, escaped from death... and all the subsequent events.
According to Xuan Hui, the reason he came to a remote place like Shuangli Town was to resolve this matter.
Xuan Hui said that the demon here had some Ji Meng bloodline and had been entrenched here for many years, gaining the ability to summon wind and rain, which was why it was causing trouble. The talk of heavenly punishment was just a gimmick to devour people's vitality, making them willingly offer their flesh and blood in order to increase their cultivation.
Xuan Hui was ordered by Xianshan to kill the monster, but he did not anticipate the monster's strength and was injured by it.
After his injuries healed, he first went to kill the monster and put an end to the disaster before returning to formally sign a blood pact with her and marry her.
She asked him curiously at the time, what would happen if another demon took advantage of the heaven's punishment to cause trouble in the future?
Xuan Hui said that now that the ancient monsters in the demon world have been destroyed, the only one with some of Ji Meng's bloodline left is the one he killed. Shuangli Town is remote, so there will definitely not be a second one.
Why is there another one running out now?
She did not waste her time in the fairy mountain completely. She knew that it would take more than two hundred years to raise a second monster with such great power to call the wind and rain.
The afterglow was about to fade away, and in the blink of an eye it began to rain, the rain gradually getting heavier. Mingyao looked at the heavy rain outside, through the rain curtain, and the words he originally wanted to ask Xuanxiu changed inexplicably before he could say them.
She handed the note to Xuanxiu.
Xuanxiu only took a quick glance and recognized the demonic aura lingering on the paper: "Ji Meng's bloodline."
"It is said that a great demon with Ji Meng's bloodline died here almost two hundred years ago. Xuanxiu, can you help me determine whether this is true or not?"
Most cultivators can sense major events like this that affect the local fortune.
"That's not the case." Xuanxiu's eyes fell on Mingyao's slightly pale face. He hesitated a little, but still answered her.
Mingyao held his breath, and his doubts grew even more intense.
If this had not happened, how could Xuan Hui have been seriously injured when he came here, and why did he lie to her?
Was it really... just a coincidence that Xuan Hui met her?
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