Lightly wrap the red thread around your fingertips (3)
Heavy rain continued for several days, and finally, on the fifth day, the corpse slowly sat up from the ground. At the same time, a miracle happened: the bloody hole in his chest began to heal rapidly, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he was back to normal.
Xu Xing staggered out of the dirt, his young face uttering an old, hoarse voice: "It's so cold."
But there was a dead silence all around him. Except for him, everyone else was dead. He received no response and shook off the mud indifferently.
Li Zhaoyue stood behind him, watching him walk step by step towards the outside of the mass grave.
His soul stayed between heaven and earth for hundreds of years, and was able to return to the world after being summoned by this young man.
However, Li Zhaoyue looked at Xu Xing who was sitting at the edge of the restaurant and sipping tea, and thought confusedly: She remembered that before her death, Xu Xing was just bewitched, and her mortal enemy's target was only Li Zhaoyue.
But how did Xu Xing die?
Before he could think carefully, a woman sat down opposite Xu Xing. Li Zhaoyue turned around and looked at her, her eyes widening.
How could it be Yue Jinhuan? !
They... they actually know each other?
"It's incredible that you're still alive," Yue Jinhuan said sarcastically, taking a sip of tea. Xu Xing said nothing, simply watching the people passing by and drinking his tea.
After a while, Yue Jinhuan put down the teacup in his hand, frowned and said, "What on earth do you want from me?"
Xu Xing then turned around, his indifferent eyes sweeping over her body, finally stopping at the red scar on her wrist.
"Any news about her?"
This sentence was like a raging fire, igniting the anger accumulated in Yue Jinhuan's heart. She stood up with a bang, picked up the tea and poured it on Xu Xing's face.
"What qualifications do you have to ask that? What qualifications do you have!"
She was so emotional that her body was shaking as she questioned. The sudden quarrel attracted a lot of attention. Yue Jinhuan didn't want to attract attention, so she turned around and left.
At this time, Xu Xing said, "I want to atone for my sins."
"If I can bring her back to life, I can pay any price."
This scene happened right in front of Li Zhaoyue. She had no idea that she had such a memory. Besides being shocked, she also had some other complicated emotions.
These strange feelings kept pulling at her nerves, making her very curious about what would happen next, and at the same time very resistant to thinking about related things.
Strange, she asked herself, why was she afraid?
Yue Jinhuan ultimately stayed, and the two of them stared at each other in silence. Xu Xing suddenly drew the dagger from the table and slashed his wrists several times. Bright red blood gushed out, miraculously remaining airborne.
"I carefully selected this body. My blood can purify karma and help in finding her soul." Xu Xing seemed to feel no pain at all, and the hand holding the knife cut deeper.
"I've heard you say that gods cannot die. Her soul just dissipated, but she is not dead." He repeatedly emphasized this sentence, not like he was talking to Yue Jinhuan, but rather like he was comforting himself.
"I once said," he stared at his wrist absentmindedly, his thoughts drifting far away, "I will be the sharpest sword in her hand, doing things for her that she doesn't want to do."
"You did it. You pointed the sword at her." Yue Jinhuan sneered.
"Do you still hate her now?"
"No more hatred," Xu Xing exhaled, a breath that had almost exhausted all his strength. "I have to pay the price for what I did."
"No matter what your true purpose is, we currently share the same goal and can form a temporary alliance," Yue Jinhuan said. Xu Xing was stunned for a moment before slowly nodding.
Yue Jinhuan stood up and decided to leave. Before going downstairs, she turned around and looked at Xu Xing with pity: "Sometimes, I think you are really pitiful."
After saying this, he decisively turned and left, leaving Xu Xing sitting there in a daze. He stared at the teacup and the slowly healing wound on his wrist for a long time. Only when night fell and the lights came on did he look away, staggering to his feet from the chair and walking out of the restaurant.
Li Zhaoyue followed him quietly, watching him walk until he suddenly fell. This was a small border town, and the streets were almost deserted at night. He lay on the ground, his shoulders shaking violently.
Li Zhaoyue could hear his sobs, and a sense of sadness inexplicably welled up in his heart.
Xu Xing, you have already avenged your great hatred, why are you still crying?
Xu Xing and Yue Jinhuan traveled all over the place and finally collected all of Li Zhaoyue's souls. Now they just need to find a suitable opportunity and use the formation to resurrect Li Zhaoyue.
Then she saw another memory.
Xu Xing, wearing a black robe, came to a room in Yiziyuan in the blend of blood and moonlight. Kneeling in front of the formation was the young Zhu Ming.
She looked at Xu Xing calmly, without any surprise or fear.
"I want to find a formation that can truly stop the floating island from sinking. I'm willing to exchange my life for it. The deadline is ten years. If my plan isn't completed after ten years, you can take my life. Is this enough?"
Xu Xing nodded, took out the formation he and Yue Jinhuan had researched a few days ago, and told Zhu Ming the specific method of use.
"Sacrifice."
Hearing this, Zhu Ming hesitated and asked, "What sacrifice should be made?"
Xu Xing raised an eyebrow, his dark cloak covering the gloom in his eyes: "You decide for yourself."
The moonlight grew brighter. Li Zhaoyue stood in the corner of the room, her mind blank. She thought of Zhu Ming's exposed sacrificial formation and the innocent people who died...
Was it all to revive her?
After doing all this, Xu Xing disappeared in the moonlight. Li Zhaoyue saw Zhu Ming spread out the blueprint of the formation and dripped his own blood on it.
The entire room instantly glowed red, and an unimaginably powerful force surged through her body. Almost instantly, she made up her mind.
"Sacrifice. Sacrifice people!" Zhu Ming suddenly became excited, stumbled to the desk, and wrote something quickly.
"This is a miracle! It's a miracle!"
In a flash, Li Zhaoyue was teleported to another scene.
It was the huge palace of Lou Mansion. Yue Jinhuan and Xu Xing were standing in front of the hall, seemingly arguing.
"You want to stop her from recovering her memory? Xu Xing, do you want to erase your past sins?" Yue Jinhuan pointed at him and questioned.
"You clearly knew that this memory was extremely important to her. You clearly knew that those mortals, those mortals, killed her, killed her alive!"
Xu Xing still had an indifferent expression, as if he had lost all emotion: "I can avenge her. I will atone for my sins."
"But can you atone for these sins?!" Veins bulged on her forehead as she roared at the top of her lungs, "If you can't atone, what gives you the right to deprive her of the right to revenge? Why?!"
"You're going to atone for your sins? You're going to atone for your sins? There are tens of thousands of mortal cultivators in this world. Are you going to kill them all?"
"Why not?" He raised his head, his light brown eyes moving slightly, his eyes as pale and weak as faded sunlight.
He suddenly remembered a lot of things. It was strange, people always wake up after losing something, and only then do they remember the details that they usually ignore.
It was midsummer. Li Zhaoyue, who usually slept in various places in the courtyard, suddenly asked to go on a mission with Xu Xing. The goal was to kill a member of the royal family. If the mission was completed, they would receive a large fee.
He remembered being very confused at the time, but he didn't ask any questions and set off with Li Zhaoyue. The assassination went very smoothly. Li Zhaoyue was very skilled. Not only did he erase the traces of his accidental attack, but he also intervened in time when the target was about to injure him, killing him with one strike.
The mission was completed quickly and effectively, several days ahead of schedule. For the first time, Xu Xing had plenty of time to rest, and the haze between his brows dissipated considerably. The two of them lay on the roof of the palace, staring at the stars in silence.
After a while, Li Zhaoyue suddenly said, "How do you feel?"
Xu Xing was stunned for a moment and whispered, "Not bad."
"What do you mean it's okay?" She couldn't help but laugh.
Xu Xing thought carefully about her words and came up with an answer after a long time. Just as he was about to speak, he turned around and saw that Li Zhaoyue was counting stars somewhere else again. Then he realized that she was just joking and breathed a sigh of relief.
"How wonderful it is to be outside," Li Zhaoyue said to herself. "Sometimes death is the only way to be liberated. Living so long only adds to your troubles."
"Hmm?" It was the first time Xu Xing heard such words, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.
"Are you surprised that I said that?" Li Zhaoyue asked him with a smile. Xu Xing looked indifferent, neither nodding nor shaking his head.
She continued to talk to herself: "Living too long and experiencing too many things, being entangled in karma, is very painful."
"If only I could forget everything and live happily for once."
Xu Xing came back to his senses and saw Yue Jinhuan's angry expression and red eyes. He chuckled and said, "I don't know if she wants revenge, I only know if she will be happy."
"We are not on the same path, so we cannot work together." He decided to leave. But at this moment, Yue Jinhuan suddenly attacked him, striking him with a palm strike on the back of the head. Xu Xing did not dodge immediately and was accidentally hit. Before he passed out, he only heard Yue Jinhuan's last words.
"You don't understand her!"
Yes, he didn't understand her, nor did he understand anyone in the world. He didn't like this world, and the world didn't like him either.
Is it raining? He opened his eyes drowsily, and everything in front of him was blurry, as if liquid was flowing from his eyes.
Is he going to die?
have no idea.
Later, Xu Xing was rescued by the fleeing Wei Zhegu. Having lost all his memories, he became a pawn of Wei Zhegu's revenge. But whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, there was always a voice in his mind telling him that he should collect the divine bones and find someone.
Who was it? He couldn't remember.
The master told him that Zhu Ming was an unforgivable criminal and put all the blame for the sacrifice on him. He also picked up two monsters, saying that he wanted to strengthen his revenge power and kill Zhu Ming.
His past was a blank, and his future seemed to be the same. Although his master had taught him everything he knew, never holding anything back, Xu Xing knew that his fate would be to perish alongside Zhu Ming.
Later, in Cangyun City, he was attacked by a spirit. He had never been afraid of a spirit, but he was curious about why it was so ferocious. Just as he was trying to provoke the spirit, he was suddenly pulled over by a girl and blocked in front of him.
Although he didn't know her, Xu Xing had a very familiar feeling about her.
She said her name was Li Zhaoyue.
Li Zhaoyue?
His heart trembled slightly at the name, but he had no memory of it.
Later, he and Li Zhaoyue mistakenly entered the Lou Mansion and entered the underground palace again. There, he regained his memory and met Yue Jinhuan again.
She was determined to restore Li Zhaoyue's memory, and it was too late for Xu Xing to stop her, so he could only continue with his unfinished plan.
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