Chapter 33: Exorcism (I) On the day of ascension, she and He died together...
It was the dawn, and this mortal town was gradually waking up. Song Qingtang had already picked a bunch of golden flowers that were growing in front of the door.
When she came back, she placed the flowers in a vase in an orderly manner so that Chi Wanyin could see them as soon as she woke up.
When she finished, Chi Wanyin woke up. She looked at the golden flowers in the vase, smiled at her, and said, "Senior Sister."
But just as she finished speaking, she coughed again. Song Qingtang hurriedly and gently stroked her back to help her calm down, and handed her some warm water to drink.
After drinking the water, Chi Wanyin's symptoms finally eased. She could clearly feel how this body was getting weaker day by day, but she didn't want to worry her senior sister.
Chi Wanyin sat in front of the mirror, and Song Qingtang combed her hair. Her technique was patient and meticulous. After the hair was done, she found a golden flower that she had specially picked out and pinned it to Chi Wanyin's ear.
"Junior sister, do you want to go out for a walk?" Song Qingtang asked in a low voice as he carried her to the wooden wheelchair and tied a cloak on her with his own hands.
"Okay." She nodded. From a strong monk to such a weak state, she seemed to accept it very calmly.
But this scene was full of love and care for Song Qingtang in her eyes. She tidied Chi Wanyin's hair and then pushed her out of the door in the wooden wheelchair.
It was autumn in the city. The roadsides and distant hills were covered with laurel trees, and the surroundings were dotted with gold and a faint fragrance. Chi Wanyin just stared at all this quietly, as if wanting to remember it firmly in her mind.
Perhaps because Song Qingtang had been silent for too long, Chi Wanyin's hand had already touched hers, and she said in a soothing voice, "Senior Sister, don't be sad."
Song Qingtang looked at her junior sister. She could be so free and easy, but she couldn't do it.
After coughing again, she continued, "Senior Sister, I'm very happy to be with you these days. This is absolutely not a lie."
After saying this, a bright smile appeared on her face, which was even more eye-catching than the flower in her hairpin.
But this smile hurt Song Qingtang's heart even more. She bent down and squatted, carefully adjusting her cloak, "Junior sister, Qianhe brought the longevity pill."
The longevity pill is a rare treasure for both cultivators and mortals. I believe Liu Qianhe must have spent a lot of effort to refine it.
But Chi Wanyin just shook her head and said, "Senior Sister, it's useless." The time of her death in her previous life was getting closer and closer. She knew very well in her heart that no matter what kind of treasures there were, they could not save her.
"I'm sorry." Chi Wanyin saw Song Qingtang's eyes reddened, "I failed to protect you."
Chi Wanyin's hand touched her face, and she lifted her face and put her forehead against hers. "It's okay, Senior Sister has saved me many times, so I want to save you once too."
Chi Wanyin let go of her hand, but Song Qingtang could still see those thin lips. Although they had become pale and bloodless due to growing weaker, she still kissed them.
The kiss lasted until Chi Wanyin ran out of breath, and Song Qingtang separated from her. She, who had always been reserved, stretched out her hand and overlapped it with Chi Wanyin's, "Junior sister, I love you."
Chi Wanyin's expression was not calm either. Even though she had guessed it in her heart, when Song Qingtang said it, she showed a bit of realization on her face.
Seeing her reaction, Song Qingtang continued, "In fact, I often think that if we were both mortals, then I would express my admiration to you, and even if you despised and alienated me, I would be happy to accept it. Unfortunately, I carry the expectations of my master and the sect." After saying this, Song Qingtang didn't dare to look at her anymore, for fear that she would show disappointment on her face.
Chi Wanyin held her hand in return, and their fingers were intertwined. "Senior Sister, I like you too."
Her voice was very soft, but her eyes showed determination. "I knew what you were carrying, so I didn't dare to disturb your heart. But you don't have to be sad after I leave."
Feeling the warmth from his palm, Song Qingtang was a little bit unbelievable, but the ecstasy in his heart was extinguished by these words before it even rose.
"I'm tired, senior sister, let's go back." After saying this, Chi Wanyin's face showed fatigue, and Song Qingtang nodded silently.
When they returned to their residence again, Chi Wanyin was carried to the bed by her. She was very weak now and slept most of the time. Sure enough, not long after she lay on the bed, the sound of even breathing could be heard.
Song Qingtang just listened silently without saying a word.
Until Chi Wanyin woke up again, she tried to open her eyes and said to Song Qingtang: "Senior Sister, I just had a dream. I dreamed that I died in the snow. It hurt so much, it hurt so much."
Song Qingtang held her in his arms and stroked her face with his hand. "That wasn't a dream, was it?"
Chi Wanyin paused, "Yes... this is something that really happened in my previous life."
"Junior sister, do you hate me?" At this moment, it was pitch black outside the window, and Song Qingtang's face was also hidden in the darkness.
Then, Song Qingtang curled her lips and smiled silently, "Actually, I have cast a blood curse. The Heart Gu can only hurt me and not you. You can do whatever you want to me." After that, she took out the dagger hidden in her sleeve and handed it to Chi Wanyin.
Chi Wanyin struggled to slap the dagger from her hand, a look of reluctance on her face. "That was all in my past life. I don't hate you. Besides, my past life was indeed unforgivable."
She wanted to continue saying something, but suddenly she felt her body lighten and she returned to darkness.
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Chi Wanyin opened her eyes, but could only see darkness, just like when she died in her previous life.
She didn't know how long she had been walking alone in the darkness, but finally she saw a ray of light, and she ran forward like a moth to a flame.
The first thing she heard was the sound of gurgling water. She couldn't help but continue walking forward, and her originally narrow vision finally became clear.
All Chi Wanyin saw was a river with no end in sight and peach trees with fallen petals on the bank. So she followed the flow of the water. Under the largest peach tree at the end, a rosewood chessboard was already placed on the stone table.
A beautiful person in a Taoist robe said to her in a familiar tone, "Since you're here, why not play a game of hand with me?"
Upon hearing this, Chi Wanyin recalled that she had heard this voice several times, but she had never imagined that the owner of the voice would be the person in front of her.
She suppressed her curiosity and sat down opposite her to start playing chess.
From the beginning of the game, Chi Wanyin played with the black pieces, while the opponent played with the white pieces. She was not actually very good at chess, but she could see that the white pieces were pressing the black pieces step by step, as if they were determined to kill them all.
But at the end of this game, Heizi won.
Her gaze fell from the chessboard to Chi Wanyin in front of her, "I think that even though you have never seen me, you already know me."
Chi Wanyin simply bowed, "Senior, of course I dare not forget. I heard what you said to me after I died in my previous life. I guess my rebirth is also your work."
The Taoist just scratched his head when he heard this. "Since we've already met, I won't hide it from you. My name is Fu Chu. I personally carved the stone tablet in front of the Ruomu of Yantian Sect. If you want to say it, I can say that I founded Yantian Sect."
Chi Wanyin's face flashed with surprise when she heard this, but she quickly regained her composure. "So I have to call you Grandmaster, but why me?"
Fu Chu knew that Chi Wanyin was asking about her rebirth. "There are fifty great ways, forty-nine are derived from heaven, and only one is hidden by man. And you are that one, that variable, so when I first saw you, I chose you."
"I see." Chi Wanyin nodded. "Then, Master, who is the 'He' hiding in my senior sister's body?"
Fu Chu's voice was slightly tinged with a sigh. "He is the Heavenly Dao. We were close friends who practiced Taoism together. It's just that He chose to ascend to become the Heavenly Dao, while I chose not to ascend and stayed to protect the Yantian Sect."
"The moment He chose to ascend, He severed all ties with the mortal world. However, His actions later became increasingly extreme, and I couldn't just sit back and watch. After the final battle, only a remnant of our souls remained. However, by the time my soul awoke, it was too late. You had already fallen into His trap. After you awoke, I could only reluctantly send you back to your childhood, when nothing had happened yet and you could still be saved."
Chi Wanyin listened silently, pondering what her master had said. She finally figured out why she was able to live her life again.
"In the previous life, He was resurrected, right?" Chi Wanyin's tone was filled with doubt.
Fu Chu was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, but the vessel He chose—your senior sister—did not ascend again as He wished."
"Why?" Chi Wanyin asked with confusion in her tone.
Fu Chu looked at her, "Because she killed you, she developed a demon in her heart."
Chi Wanyin lowered her eyes, as if digesting the information, "And then?"
"On the day of ascension, she and He died together." Fu Chu's voice was filled with helplessness.
Chi Wanyin seemed to be unable to recover for a long time after hearing this, "Is it because of me?"
Fu Chu didn't say anything, but the look he gave her seemed to speak for itself.
After she calmed down for a while, Fu Chu continued the previous topic, "What you have to do now is to play chess with me until you are sure of defeating me."
Although she didn't explain why, Chi Wanyin nodded in agreement, as if she had made up her mind. "Yes."
What followed was an endless fight between the two of them on the chessboard, but Chi Wanyin could never find the right method to defeat the black piece.
Fu Chu didn't say much about this, as she knew that Chi Wanyin had to figure it out on her own.
There is no time, no season, no day or night here, and these peach blossoms seem to never fall, until that day.
Chi Wanyin finally broke the situation of the white piece being isolated and helpless and defeated the black piece, but it was also time to say goodbye to her master.
"You did very well." Fu Chu looked at her with satisfaction. "Perhaps you will be more suitable for ascension than him. When you wake up, you will be a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage."
Chi Wanyin was puzzled when she heard her say, "This is my last chance to lend you a helping hand."
The two of them spent a long time together and naturally had nothing to talk about. Fu Chu also knew Chi Wanyin's ambitions.
Her eyes were filled with reluctance, "Master, will we meet again?"
Fu Chu thought for a moment and said, "My last bit of spiritual power is still residing in Ruomu. If you have any questions, you can ask me later."
In just a moment, the stream and the paradise disappeared, and Chi Wanyin raised her slightly heavy eyelids.
She stood up to check and found that she was now standing under a tree with the peach wood sword she usually wore beside her.
The cultivator standing aside was Liu Qianhe.
Seeing her wake up, Liu Qianhe's face was still solemn, "You finally woke up, Junior Sister Wanyin, but it's too late."
Chi Wanyin had never expected Liu Qianhe's next words to be, "Song Qingtang attempted to secretly learn forbidden techniques and has now defected and become a demon. Any disciple of the Yantian Sect who sees him will kill him without mercy."
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