It was just Nuzi's matter. In two or three days, as Han Qianling predicted, six months of darkness and night would come.
Feng Xue measured the distance between their current location and the seemingly unreachable mountain in the distance, and then couldn't help but wonder, "Do we really have to stay where we are for a whole six months? If so, will we miss out on catching up?"
"Not six months, but three months." Han Qianling had always been quite polite to Feng Xuehan. He replied in a tone that would have made the Suzaku Realm's envoy roll his eyes. "I'll find a suitable place to camp in the next two days. We'll stay here for three months, and then we'll set off in the dark."
After a pause, Han Qianling added without any instruction, "The herbs I picked for Miss Feng Ren are all along the way. There's no need to go all the way to the Holy Mountain."
Feng Xue nodded embarrassedly, but her expression was much calmer than before.
After addressing her concerns, Han Qianling turned back to explain the situation to the envoys from both realms. His expression was indifferent, and his tone was bland. Although his explanation was detailed, it was purely routine.
"For the first three months, we need to stay put and regularly sprinkle the powder to repel ghosts. During those first three months, the ghosts throughout the holy land will be active, making travel extremely dangerous. The reason we can move forward for the next three months is because of the nightmare."
"During the first three months, entire groups of nightmares will weave a vast web. Normally, they can feed on dreams and ghosts, but during this long, dark night, they will even devour the spirits. Whether human, beast, or ghost, they will be encircled and hunted."
"So my request to you is that you form groups of at least four, with one person in each group specializing in the spirit. The group will take turns keeping watch, ensuring that two people are awake at all times. Nightmares can be enough to lure people into dreams, and then kill them in them. This has nothing to do with whether Foundation Establishment cultivators need sleep."
"Then why can we leave after three months?" someone asked curiously.
Han Qianling said calmly, "Because in three months the wandering spirits in the Holy Land will be so rare that they won't be a threat anymore, and the nightmares will have had their fill."
"..." There was an inexplicable chill in these words. Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but be a hundred thousand times more wary of the Nightmare Clan.
For the remaining few days, the group barely traveled. They collected bark and grass juice that could drive away wandering spirits, established a rule of replenishing their supply every few days, and each of them found fellow Taoists to travel with.
Han Qianling ordered everyone to form groups of at least four, and he himself adhered to this rule. Feng Xueya, accepting his invitation, smiled and said, "Thank you, Master Han, for your care."
"It's not about taking care of him. Jiujiang and I really need sleep. He needs to train his spirit in his dreams, so I'm afraid he'll need to sleep for three full months. As for me, I'll have to sleep for at least ten days and a half months at the end - I'm still waiting for him to enter my dreams." Han Qianling smiled slightly, "It's us who should be thanked for your care, Miss Fengxue."
Feng Xue: “…”
Since Feng Xue came to this world of three thousand, she had never heard such an unworldly and frank declaration, which directly stated "I must be having a relationship with my boyfriend and can't take care of business", and she was speechless for a moment.
"Yeah, yeah, okay." She agreed a little stutteringly.
Han Qianling smiled politely again, and finally turned away, satisfied. Feng Xue was left staring at his back, wondering how she and Xiao Ren would spend the long time.
——At least teach her how to write the three words "狗男男".
Han Qianling, who was not far away, walked up to Luo Jiujiang and said a few words to him, and soon the two of them started whispering to each other openly. Finally, their short conversation ended with them holding hands and touching foreheads. Feng Xue watched this scene silently, feeling a sense of regret in his heart.
…I shouldn’t have agreed to this, Feng Xue thought darkly. I’m afraid I’ll be blind for the next three months.
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Luo Jiujiang didn't have time to worry about Feng Xue's vision problems for the time being. Ever since dusk fell a month ago, the sky hadn't brightened again. If it weren't for Han Qianling, the large, self-propelled prophet of the Holy Land, who accurately predicted the six-month-long darkness, everyone would have been in a state of panic, each suspecting that the Holy Land's sky would never brighten again.
From that day on, Luo Jiujiang's daily routine was sleeping.
Actually, saying "sleep" is not accurate. This word alone sounds such a beautiful and comfortable word. It immediately makes people think of a peaceful night, a soft and warm quilt, and sweetness.
Unfortunately, none of the above descriptions can be applied to the way Luo Jiujiang sleeps.
For the first few days, the nights became a bloodbath. The envoys from both realms remained in their respective camps, each protected by three layers of protection previously laid out by Han Qianling. However, the howling of ghosts and wolves from outside intruded uncontrollably into their ears. The Suzaku Realm's envoys were mostly demons, two of whom were known for their unruly temperaments, provoking numerous troublemakers along the way. But for the past few days, they hadn't dared to even utter a single thought about leaving the camp for some exercise.
During those days, Luo Jiujiang couldn't sleep without rolling up the quilt. However, three days of sleep yielded nothing, his spirit drifting out of his dreams, unable to find a home. Finally, after a long lucid sleeplessness, he finally grasped the mystery: besides him, Luo, who was so audacious and eager to cultivate his spirit, who dared to close their eyes at this moment?
"What a waste," Luo Jiujiang muttered after figuring out the key point. "If I had known, I would have used it all to be with you."
Han Qianling was originally half leaning on the mattress beside him. When he heard this, he slowly slid his hand that was pressing on Luo Jiujiang's wrist to the back of Luo Jiujiang's hand. With a little force, he squeezed his fingers through the gap between Luo Jiujiang's fingers and clasped his five fingers tightly.
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