Chapter 26 026 This scheming man once again refreshed the little...
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Shu Qianhe chased after him on impulse, but when she reached the downstairs, she stopped hesitantly.
It was that person, she had no mistake. She was sure that the man she had seen briefly was the one who had experienced the Starry Sea disaster with her in her previous life!
She still remembered that he called himself Mr. Lou.
In her previous life, Shu Qianhe was one of the monks who went to aid the flood-threatened Star Town. Along with everyone else, she was eaten by the World-Devouring Whale that leaped out of the Starry Sea.
Just like its name, there is a world of illusion in the belly of the World-Devouring Whale.
Everyone who stays inside is as if hypnotized, mistakenly believing that they are subjects of the Xingluo Kingdom that was destroyed a hundred years ago, and that they live and work here in peace and contentment.
However, the more you invest, the more miserable your death will be.
Because the World-Devouring Whale will completely recreate the earth-shattering catastrophe that caused the great disaster. If you cannot regain your consciousness before then, you will die without a burial place, just like the powerless people back then.
Even if they regained consciousness before then, it didn't guarantee a safe escape. Xingluo Nation's true "subjects" were indeed present, though they had become a lingering resentment, lurking like water ghosts beside those who had awakened, disguised as their companions, waiting to drag them into the abyss.
I don't know why, but the former subjects of Xingluo Kingdom did not find peace after death.
Their few souls are trapped in the monster's body, unable to be reborn. Even if they have no resentment at first, their minds will be distorted by the torture day after day.
Shu Qianhe encountered many such vengeful spirits at that time. One of them even pretended to be her junior sister and deceived her perfectly. If it weren't for Mr. Lou's reminder, she would have been killed by the fake junior sister.
However, she eventually died, but the cause of death had no direct connection to the World-Devouring Whale.
It was the Demon Lord Shui Jue. He was also in the illusory world, and for some reason, he refused to wake up.
Shu Qianhe could only think that it was "unwillingness", because even a cultivator like her with ordinary resume and a novice could break free from hypnosis. How could the dignified Demon Lord be trapped in the fog and unable to extricate himself?
He couldn't wake up himself, and could only witness the day when the earth collapsed and the mountains were destroyed in the illusion.
However, unlike most people who could not wake up, Shui Jue relied on his profound cultivation to withstand the simulated natural disaster in the illusion. Although he was seriously injured, he did not die and was awakened passively.
But no one expected that he would look more like a madman after waking up.
He began to suspect that everyone around him was a vengeful spirit, ready to take his life at any time. He even skipped the step of distinguishing, and without regard for right or wrong, he actively attacked everyone he met.
Even the puppet-like Zhuang Rong'er who appeared beside him had his heart and lungs pierced by his palm.
Shu Qianhe witnessed the scene with her own eyes.
Shui Jue had a dazed look on his face, his face and body were stained with blood. Black mist condensed from his side, like a skinny ghost hand, and as he pulled out his sleeve, it suddenly reached towards the woman's chest.
He laughed maniacally twice, muttering, "Another delusion? Since you're pretending to be Zhuang Rong'er, let me see if your heart is also cold?!"
A black mist like a solid entity spread out, and Shui Jue released all his pressure. Shu Qianhe was also affected at that time, as if she was severely whipped. This was something she could not bear. Blood immediately gushed out of her throat, and she almost died immediately.
At the critical moment, the person who appeared by her side was Mr. Lou.
The red mole on his forehead was like a drop of cinnabar falling on paper, and his eyebrows and eyes under the cinnabar were the most unforgettable landscape painting Shu Qianhe had ever seen.
He was holding a dark round bead between his fingers. A closer look revealed layers of overlapping light circles on the bead, which reminded her of the Eye of the World-Devouring Whale that she had caught a quick glimpse of before being devoured.
He said to her, "This is a life-saving elixir, take it."
His fingertips brought to her lips, and Shu Qianhe swallowed it with difficulty.
Unfortunately, this elixir could not save her life.
Shui Jue stood still holding a ball of bright red, blurry solid, without moving for a long time.
There was no suspicion, violence or jealousy on his face anymore.
He stopped grinning and stopped asking questions.
Shu Qianhe guessed that perhaps he had discovered at that time that what he wiped out was not the illusion in the dream, but the real Zhuang Rong'er, even if she looked like a puppet.
But before they could feel any emotion about this, all of them who were still in the belly of the World-Devouring Whale realized that Shui Jue had not yet reached his limit of madness.
——His limit is to commit suicide by exploding.
When Shui Jue raised his head again, radioactive black fog enveloped the entire space.
With a silent bang, the World-Devouring Whale exploded and died.
Shu Qianhe and everyone else there died in the icy sea of stars in this self-destructive explosion.
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Shu Qianhe shuddered.
When she suddenly saw her benefactor from her previous life, her mind was really confused. She didn't even think that she suddenly appeared in front of him without any reason.
The future she knew hadn't happened yet, and it was very likely that it would never happen...
So, will they have any intersection?
She didn't even know Mr. Lou's full name.
In the fantasy world within the World Devouring Whale, he had helped her several times, and even fed her a life-saving elixir before her death, although that didn't save her life...
The first thing she did after her rebirth was to inquire about which mountain sect had a monk named Lou with a red mole on his forehead, but unfortunately she found nothing.
If she didn't talk to him now, would she never have the chance to meet him in this life?
Thinking of this, Shu Qianhe immediately decided to talk first, but the moment of hesitation delayed her time, and now she could no longer see the figure hidden in the moonlight - Mr. Lou was gone.
A complex feeling of loss welled up in her heart.
At this moment, a strangely familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him:
"Young friend."
Who is calling her?
Shu Qianhe turned her head anxiously, and saw the man in the moonlight with a gentle expression. He stared at her and asked, "Have we met somewhere before?"
...Mr. Lou, Mr. Lou came to see her!
Shu Qianhe was stunned for two seconds, then nodded awkwardly, and then shook her head quickly after she came to her senses.
"Not yet!" she said, then quickly added, "But I inexplicably want to meet you! I'm Shu Qianhe, a disciple of the Wuji Sect. May I know your name?"
The man tilted his head slightly, was silent for a moment, and said with a smile: "Qinghai Tower."
"……ah?"
Shu Qianhe's expression froze.
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It was noon.
The moment he walked into the restaurant hall, the rain marks on Wu Heng's body quickly turned into invisible water vapor.
But as he pushed the door open, wet raindrops still drifted into the room.
Everyone sitting on the first floor looked towards him, and the young girl in green simply rushed over, her face filled with anxiety as she asked, "Uncle Master, haven't you found Senior Sister Xiaohe yet?"
"She's no longer in town." Wu Heng's face was grim, but he managed to maintain composure as he ordered, "I'll send someone to take you back to Wuji Sect. You stay in the restaurant. You'll be picked up by fellow disciples tomorrow morning at the latest."
"What about you?"
"I'm going to the sea to look for her." Wu Heng had just finished speaking when a piece of bamboo tube was thrown towards him from a distance.
He subconsciously took it in his hand and looked at the person who threw it, Zhuang Rong'er, in surprise.
"What is this?" he asked.
"A few light ants. Since you want to lead the charge into the Starry Sea, just take them into the sea." Zhuang Rong answered without turning his head.
Light ants are small insects with little attack power, but they can glow and have extremely strong reproductive and survival abilities.
Bring it to some dark places, it is a natural light source, brighter and more flexible than artificial imitation moon beads, and can play a wonderful role in lighting underwater, especially in deep-sea ruins areas.
However, it takes several hours for them to take root in the environment, and after taking root and reproducing, they can only live for a dozen days at most.
It would be just right to let Wu Heng take it away and spread it first.
Wu Heng put the bamboo tube into his sleeve pocket and asked, "What do you mean, you want to go down too?"
"What else? Could it be that the master came to this town to collect folk songs?" The little snake asked as a representative while poking the fish on the plate with chopsticks, picking out the bones clumsily.
This table of dishes was originally ordered for the only mortal, Ah Huai.
But this scheming man once again refreshed the little snake's cognition. He probably noticed that Zhuang Rong'er had been staring at the fish on the table, so he came up with a bad idea. He was so attentive that he picked out all the fish bones, put the fish meat on a plate and pushed it to Zhuang Rong'er to eat.
The little snake knew his dear master best. She had indeed tasted a small amount of human delicacies over the years, but she never ate fish.
He was waiting to see Ah Huai's embarrassed look after being rejected, but he didn't expect that the master actually accepted it!
Although she paused for a long time, so long that the little snake was about to snatch the fish plate and dump it over for her, she finally accepted it.
Not only that, he took a bite with his chopsticks, and then finished the whole plate at a speed that was not hurried but definitely not slow.
How could the little snake bear this?
If the master loves fish, then he would be the one who would be honored to serve her and pick out the bones from the fish! Ah Huai would never get to do it first!
By the time Wu Heng finished thanking him and left the restaurant, Xiao She had finally finished cleaning the fish in front of him and quickly pushed it in front of Zhuang Rong'er.
"Master, please take your time! I'll continue picking!"
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Zhuang Rong'er looked hesitantly at the rotten fish meat on the plate.
...looks a bit disgusting.
She glanced away and then looked away, wordlessly pushing the plate back in front of the little snake.
Originally, she would never touch fish.
In her impression, fish is not delicious.
After eating, my throat will still feel uncomfortable.
But when Ah Huai handed over the cleaned fish, she remembered her decision - "If there are any magical weapons in the Starry Sea, they will only be left to Jing Huai."
It's really strange. She felt that she had let Jing Huai down because she had the idea of letting A Huai inherit the magic weapon, and she inexplicably didn't dare to look A Huai in the eye because of the final decision she made after she came to her senses.
The emotion was too complicated, and she had no time to analyze it in detail, so she just wanted to deal with it roughly.
So at that moment, she seemed unable to refuse any of Ah Huai's actions.
Even though it was a plate of fish that she was relatively averse to, she was inexplicably compelled to take it and eat it.
And I feel that they are not as bad as I imagined.
It may be that the restaurant’s chef has more exquisite skills, or it may be that Ah Huai’s clean and neat processing method adds some freshness to it.
All in all, a somewhat bad experience seemed to have been quietly covered up.
"Master, aren't you going to eat anymore?" the little snake asked unwillingly, and while asking, he didn't forget to glare at a scheming man who was eating elegantly.
Zhuang Rong'er remained silent.
Don't eat.
And next time she would not easily accept Ah Huai's feeding. Although the feeling was not bad in the end, she had realized the subtle compromise she had made when she chose to accept it.
She wasn't going to continue this dangerous attitude.
Ah Huai can be her beloved pet, but he cannot influence her mind.
She would firmly refuse, unless... unless Ah Huai was prepared to feed her with his own hands next time.
——She stared at Ah Huai’s hand holding the chopsticks and thought absentmindedly.
Why did she suddenly think of this?
As she thought about it, her gaze drifted to Ah Huai's lips again.
...can I only use my hands?
Hmm...it doesn't seem so.
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