94 The Truth (Part 4)
◎Why can't I just care about him?◎
"Tsk, let him get away!"
A thick fog rose in the forest. Qu Lingfei raised his hand and waved away the white mist that enveloped him. Seeing that there was no one around, he immediately felt annoyed. "I accidentally injured him just now. What a pity that I couldn't take advantage of this opportunity to capture him alive."
Qi He covered the bleeding spot on his arm, glanced at him, and sneered, "Why don't you lower your head and take a closer look? Compared to his minor injuries, your injuries seem to be more serious, don't they, Young Master Qu?"
Qu Lingfei was stunned when he heard this, and looked down at the blood-soaked collar of his shirt on his chest. The pain came to him belatedly, and his blood-covered hands trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the hilt of the sword.
He frowned tightly, and regardless of his injuries, he was about to step forward again: "Atang is still in his hands. If we were a step later, I'm afraid this devil would really use her to refine the formation..."
Before he could finish, Qi He glanced at him coldly: "If you chase him now, do you think you can be his opponent? If it weren't for my junior sister, why do you think he spared our lives just now?"
"What did you say?" Qu Lingfei turned around and stared at him suspiciously. Suddenly realizing that this man must know something else, before he could even think clearly, he stepped forward and tucked his shirt around his waist. His voice trembled as he demanded, "Speak clearly. What do you mean he didn't kill us all for Atang? What...what else do you know?"
"Young Master Qu, there's no need to press my questions like that," Qi He frowned and took two steps back, distancing himself from his blood-stained hand. "I know as much as you do, but not much more either."
He paused for a moment, then sneered under the other person's gaze: "Do you really think he 'imprisoned' my junior sister in order to practice some kind of formation?"
"Young Master Qu, you might as well think about it again. Is the junior sister you saw that day still your junior sister?"
"Master, you're back," Nangong Xiu said, bowing and waiting in front of the hall. "As you expected, all the fake black jade in the warehouse has been stolen. However..."
He suddenly knelt down and said, "It is just that I was incompetent and failed to find the remaining fragments of the black jade. I hope that the sect leader will punish me."
The young man did not respond, but just lowered his eyes and wrapped the gauze around the bleeding area on his arm.
"Xie An, don't hurt them..."
He curled his lips and laughed at himself.
Why couldn't she just care about him? What did it matter if those insignificant people died? He obediently withdrew his hand, but the other party pushed further, and he was accidentally scratched with a bloody mark.
Nangong Xiu raised his head and asked in surprise, "Master, are you injured?"
"It's okay." He habitually glanced at the innermost room, and saw the door swaying in the wind, and his movements suddenly froze.
"Where are the people?"
Without waiting for an answer, he quickly pushed open the door, only to find the room empty. The bedding was neatly folded and piled on the bed, as if no one had ever lived there.
Impossible... The puppet talisman is still in effect, how could she leave?
Without any hesitation, Xie Changyan turned around and went straight to the secret room. The door slowly opened. He stood at the door, silently watching everything inside, his pupils trembling slightly.
The portrait showed signs of having been tampered with, and the knife had fallen outside at some point.
He retreated in despair until his back hit the door hard.
Yes, he should have expected that she would find out sooner or later...
But what does it matter? Tongshengling is still there. No matter where she runs to, he can find her back.
By then, she might hate him for his deception or even want to kill him, but leaving... would be impossible.
The bell suddenly shook violently, his eyes darkened instantly, his face turned pale, and all the damage suffered by the other party to which the Tongsheng Bell was tied turned into backlash against him.
Something happened to her.
He didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. As soon as this thought came to his mind, the white sleeves fluttered and the figure completely disappeared above the palace.
*
The wind in the woods was blowing more and more fiercely. Li Jintang was frightened by the shout just now. He quickly retracted his foot and took a few steps back.
"You can't go in!"
Someone tugged at her arm and pulled her back. Li Jintang raised her head. The figure blocking her way was incredibly thin, as if it could be blown down by any gust of wind.
She cried out in surprise: "Sister Alan?! Why are you here?"
No matter what danger happened, she could bear it alone, but if Alan lost his life, then...
Alan didn't answer her, but stared at the woman in front of him. "You are a disciple of Xuande Immortal Venerable, right?"
Qiuyan frowned and reached out to grab the person behind her, but unexpectedly the other person lowered his head suddenly, leaving a tooth mark on her hand.
"Get out of here!" She felt the pain and instinctively used her spiritual power to throw the person away, angrily saying, "What a crazy woman."
"Sister Alan!" Li Jintang was horrified. Before she could run to Alan's side, she was stopped by a barrier that appeared out of nowhere.
Qiu Yan glanced coldly at the person lying on the ground and said, "She's just a lunatic. Why bother with her? Come in with me quickly and don't keep your friends waiting."
Who are the “friends”?
Li Jintang asked, "Are Brother Qu and Fellow Daoist Nangong here too?"
"They're all here," Qiuyan smiled slightly, but a hint of impatience appeared on her face. "Those who have been traveling with you are all here. Don't hesitate, just follow me."
"Okay," Li Jintang nodded, and looked at the female ghost outside the barrier, "Sister Alan, Sister Qiuyan won't hurt me, you don't have to worry."
"No, no..." Alan struggled to get up from the ground, but slammed into the barrier again, sending her careening back to her original position. Despair filled her eyes, and she raised a trembling hand, shouting at the top of her lungs, "She's Xuande's disciple. How could she be a good person?! Don't go with her! She'll kill you!"
But it was of no avail. The girl's figure had faded from her sight, and these words were unable to pass through the barrier and reach her ears.
She didn't give up and slapped the barrier hard, but apart from her hands being covered in blood, there was no other change.
"I can't save you. I'm useless. I can't save you..."
Great despair and fear enveloped her. She was more afraid of watching that person die than she was of her own second death.
This is not her body. It is the remaining soul of her after her death that is living in it, allowing her to survive to this day.
This body is already riddled with illness, and she doesn't know how long she can live. But knowing that the person most important to her is still alive before she dies is such a blessing. How can she watch him get killed?
But now, but now...what can she do?
Suddenly a strong wind blew around her and she was thrown to the ground. When she barely opened her eyes, there was a figure in front of her.
"Is it you?"
He is not dead yet... Alan's lips and teeth were trembling, not knowing whether the appearance of this person at this moment was a good thing or a bad thing.
The young man didn't even look at her, let alone stop to ask her a question. He raised his sleeve and opened the barrier effortlessly.
"Don't go!" Alan suddenly rushed forward and hugged his legs without warning. "What are you going in for? Do you know my sister is in there too?"
The moment Xie Changyan lowered his eyes and glanced at her, the spiritual power gathered at his fingertips emitted a faint light in the night, "Let go or die?"
"I remember you. My sister saved you." She didn't completely let go, still tightly grasping his sleeve. "No matter what happened later, she always treated you very well during that time. She was your savior. You can't help others harm her."
She raised her tear-stained face, her voice hoarse: "Please, go save her, it's too late, only you can bring her out..."
"you……"
All the murderous intent disappeared in an instant along with the spiritual power. He raised his hand and touched the back of her neck, sending the unconscious person to a tree.
After taking two steps, he turned back and set up a barrier that covered both the man and the tree, so that not even a bug could fly in.
*
The view after passing through the cave was indeed completely different. The scene in front of me suddenly became bright, unlike the forest which was dead silent.
Li Jintang looked around curiously: "Sister Qiuyan, are we here yet?"
The person in front of her stopped and looked back at her with a smile: "Don't worry, follow me."
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She squatted down with a look of pain on her face, her eyes filled with guilt. "Sister Qiuyan, I'm so sorry. I... I don't know why I feel so bad. I'm afraid I can't walk anymore."
"Can't you walk anymore?" Qiu Yan glanced at her for a moment and said reluctantly, "Stand up. I'll heal you."
"Sister Qiuyan, didn't you say you couldn't heal people?" Li Jintang blinked, pointing to a small room at the back, and looked at her pitifully: "Can you take me there? I can heal myself, but... I'm embarrassed to let others see me."
Qiuyan had no choice but to help her into the house.
"You'd better hurry up," Qiu Yan urged her, narrowing her eyes slightly. "It's not good to keep them waiting for too long."
"I know," Li Jintang nodded quickly, then said embarrassedly, "Sister, can you turn around first?"
"...What a hassle." Qiuyan cursed inwardly, then turned her back as she was told. After a while, seeing no movement behind her, she gritted her teeth and said, "Are you still not done?"
No one responded.
"What illness takes so long..." She turned around impatiently and was surprised to find that there was no one behind her.
The girl stood outside the door, waving at her with a smile across a barrier emitting blue light, completely devoid of her earlier sickly look. "Although I don't know who you are, I'm going to find Sister Qiuyan now. You evil bastard, just stay here!"
He was shocked and angry, not expecting that he would be found out. "When did you find me?"
However, the girl ignored him completely, slammed the door shut, and locked it several times.
"Fate Book, where is Sister Qiuyan?" Li Jintang looked at the Fortune Book that was jumping towards him and asked hurriedly.
Since the book of destiny might be fake, and Xie An could also see it, it meant that he was not the only one who could see it. Not knowing where that person came from, she hid the destiny book from the beginning and took it with her on the road.
She followed the fortune book all the way forward, and after turning several corners, a half-collapsed house suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Is this it?"
Li Jintang was a little uncertain. When he walked in, he found that every stone pillar in the house was engraved with symbols whose meanings were unknown.
It was getting darker and darker inside. She held up the glowing book of fate and continued to walk inside despite her fear until a sound as thin as a mosquito's breathing reached her ears.
She paused slightly, looked up, and saw the girl lying on the ground with her eyes closed.
【Author’s words】
Sorry, my dears, I've been a bit stuck recently, so the update time is a bit late. I will try my best to adjust it [poor]
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