Moonlight, Shadow, Night (7)
Late night · Lixiangyuan
The light was on in Xu Xing's room. Moonlight poured out from the open window, hitting his profile and leaving a gentle shadow. The cold wind gently blew through his scattered hair. The candlelight swayed slightly, and the fragmented shadows of the light were imprinted on the paper.
He held a brush in his hand, writing slowly. Words like "Xu Xing" and "Li Zhaoyue" could be vaguely seen.
The article that Xue Fuqing mentioned during the day that was about Xu Xing and Li Zhaoyue was actually written by him.
"I didn't expect that the storybook that has been popular in the entire Yiziyuan recently was written by you?" A head suddenly fell from the window, and Fang Yu stared at him and said.
Xu Xing ignored him and continued writing slowly.
"What do you think would happen if I told Li Zhaoyue this?" Fang Yu said again.
Xu Xing finished writing a page, dipped his brush in ink, and chuckled, "Do you think she will believe you?"
"Of course not." Fang Yu landed lightly on the windowsill and sat there nonchalantly, shaking his head smugly. "I've already figured out how to humiliate you completely and make you look disgraceful. You won't be able to hold your head up in the entire Yiziyuan anymore!"
"You are the only one who would tell others about your shameful dark thoughts." A familiar female voice came from above. Song Shiyu was sitting on the tree and looked at Fang Yu with disgust.
"Senior sister, you have a good mouth." Xu Xing praised, looked at what he had just written with satisfaction, and put down his pen.
"Song Shiyu, you fence-sitter..." Fang Yu started cursing again. Song Shiyu looked at him with disdain, tapped his toes lightly, and flew into the room as easily as a swallow.
"What on earth are you going to do?" she asked.
For the past few days, Xu Xing had gone mad, fabricating a story about himself and Li Zhaoyue, and had them spread throughout Yiziyuan. Xu Xing's story was full of twists and turns, and aside from the obvious fabrication, everything else was perfect, quickly overshadowing the original story featuring Li Zhaoyue and Xie Feng.
But who would deliberately make up stories about themselves and others, and then happily spread them? Only Xu Xing could do something that harmed others and benefited himself.
"Have you found the antidote?" Xu Xing did not directly answer Song Shiyu's question, but asked instead.
"No." Song Shiyu shook his head, "but I found some other things."
"Oh? Tell me about it?" Xu Xing looked up at her.
Song Shiyu found a place to sit down at random, picked up the teapot on the table, touched it, and it was cold.
"Why do you always drink cold tea? It's such a waste." She opened the lid of the teapot and saw the best tea leaves soaked in it, and she couldn't help but feel distressed.
Xu Xing looked at her quietly, as if waiting for her answer.
"Why don't you answer our questions first." Fang Yu turned over and entered the room. The two men surrounded him diagonally. It seemed that the three of them were chatting, but in fact, Song Shiyu and Fang Yu had already formed a united front.
They are threatening Xu Xing.
"My purpose is simple. I just can't stand Xie Feng and want to disgust him." Xu Xing also walked over to the table, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup of tea. The other two watched his movements closely, fearing he might play tricks.
Xu Xing had been cunning, suspicious, and scheming since childhood, and these two people suffered greatly from him.
"But this is not in line with your style. You can't stand Xie Feng, so you just disgust him without any pain?" Song Shiyu asked tentatively.
"If senior sister uses her curiosity to find an antidote, she will definitely achieve great success." Xu Xing said with a smile.
Fang Yu couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard this. "Xu Xing is quite right. Song Shiyu, if you use your brain a little more, we can find the antidote sooner."
Song Shiyu rolled his eyes at him and gritted his teeth, "Idiot, we are on the same side, and you are still speaking for him."
Fang Yu sneered: "You can be a fence-sitter, but I can't?"
Song Shiyu clenched his fists and Fang Yu arched his back. The situation in which the two of them had surrounded Xu Xing completely disappeared, and they became tit-for-tat.
Xu Xing chuckled, stood between the two of them, and handed each of them a cup of tea.
"What? Are you trying to be a good person again?" Song Shiyu retorted.
"Don't you think it's hard for you to help me? Stop arguing and sit down and have a cup of tea." Xu Xing said with a smile.
Song Shiyu and Fang Yu looked at each other and sneered, but they stopped talking and sat down without paying any attention to each other.
"I'll naturally reward you for helping me. Aren't you looking for an antidote? I have some information."
"Are you serious?" Song Shiyu's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly.
Fang Yu paused while drinking tea.
Both pairs of eyes suddenly lit up.
Xu Xing tapped the table with his fingertips, smiling without saying a word.
"But according to your principles, we need to exchange something equal," Song Shiyu asked doubtfully.
"Not this time. You've helped me enough," he said.
This was something new. From childhood to adulthood, Xu Xing's principle of doing things had always been to trade, never doing anything that would put him at a disadvantage. To put it nicely, it was called prudence; to put it bluntly, it was calculating.
But he is so kind this time?
Song Shiyu expressed doubts about this.
Xu Xing understood her thoughts and said with a smile, "There's a medical immortal on the Golden Immortal Terrace. Have you heard of him?"
"Are you talking about Mu Ying?" Fang Yu suddenly interrupted.
Xu Xing nodded slowly, took a sip of tea, and continued, "Although the Lou family's resentment was sealed in time by Zhu Ming, it still hurt quite a few people. The Wood Medical Immortal happened to be traveling here and stopped."
"Then why are you the only one who knows this?" Song Shiyu continued to remain skeptical.
"Xie Feng and I, under Zhu Ming's orders, are investigating the Lou family. Lately, Xie Feng has been busy investigating your and Fang Yu's identities and can't be away, so the investigation of the Lou family and the handover with the Golden Immortal Platform have fallen on me." He slowly raised his eyes, his gaze settling on the bright moon outside the window. "As for receiving Mu Jianxian, arranging his accommodations, and ensuring his safety, I am responsible."
"How about it? Is this news useful enough?" He put down the teacup and spread his hands.
"That makes sense." Fang Yu held his chin and pretended to be serious: "Hey, Song Shiyu, what do you think?"
Song Shiyu lowered her eyes, still turning the teacup in her hands. Obviously, she was thinking.
If what Xu Xing said was true, and Xie Feng was secretly investigating their identities, then they couldn't stay at Yiziyuan for long. Unlike Xu Xing, she hadn't made sufficient preparations before coming to Yiziyuan. If Xie Feng had been willing to investigate, he would have surely discovered her true identity. After all, what happened back then was no small matter...
She finally nodded.
Before leaving, Xu Xing kindly reminded her, "Leave in the next few days. Xie Feng will soon discover your identity."
Song Shiyu grabbed Fang Yu's collar, who was still unaware of the situation, and forcibly pulled him behind him, saying lightly, "I understand."
It was still the same night, the moonlight was bright and the stars were clearly visible.
Xie Feng sat at the desk, holding a stack of envelopes with the word "urgent" written on them.
Click——
It was the sound of a door opening.
There were also stealthy footsteps. Xie Feng had good hearing, and even though Song Shiyu deliberately lowered his footsteps, he was still heard.
Song Shiyu looked around, and even looked towards Xie Feng's room. When he saw no lights, he relaxed his guard. At this moment, he felt a cold touch on his neck.
She turned her head suddenly. Under the moonlight, Xie Feng was dressed neatly, holding a magic sword, looking at her coldly.
Song Shiyu felt a little uneasy, but she pretended to be surprised and said with a sweet smile, "Senior Brother Xie, why haven't you slept yet? Are you waiting for me? This is really a pleasant surprise. I think that Senior Brother Xie usually ignores me, but it turns out that he cares about my safety like this. Could it be that Senior Brother Xie has fallen in love with me?"
In the past, Xie Feng would not allow her to finish such a long paragraph of teasing to him. She would often be forced to stop as soon as she pretended to do so.
But she finished speaking today after Xu Xing reminded herself.
Song Shiyu felt a strong sense of unease in his heart.
Xie Feng's eyes were cold, as cold as the snow in the dead of winter.
It seems that Xie Feng not only found out her identity, but also did it ahead of time.
"You know?" Song Shiyu asked softly.
"Know what? Do you know that you're a heinous criminal and a murderer?" Xie Feng said sarcastically, increasing his strength. The sword at his neck immediately cut through Song Shiyu's skin, and a strange fragrance and redness gushed out.
Song Shiyu chuckled softly and raised her hand slightly, causing the Meteor Sword to bounce away uncontrollably, taking Xie Feng with it. The strange fragrance grew stronger as she moved.
Song Shiyu's expression was indifferent. He raised his hand to touch his neck. After feeling blood on his hand, he chuckled and said, "Brother Xie, do you know what this incense is called?"
Xie Feng remained silent, coughing uncomfortably, his vision a little blurry.
Song Shiyu walked up to him, bent down, and gently brushed Xie Feng's cheek with his bloody fingers, leaving a rich red at the corner of his eye.
Song Shiyu chuckled: "This incense is called the Dead Man Butterfly. It is made from the blood of countless people. Among them is the blood of those who died during the spiritual man's outbreak."
Looking at the anger on Xie Feng's face, she lowered her eyes and continued, "You are no longer clean after using this incense."
"I thought you were just a demonic creature, but I didn't expect you to be so cruel and bloodthirsty." As he spoke, Xie Feng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, breaking through the restraints placed on him by Xiang. At the same time, the sword in his right hand flashed, and the Meteor Sword swiftly slashed through Song Shiyu's body, leaving sharp blood marks one after another. The blood-red color fell into Xie Feng's eyes, bringing out an unmeltable coldness.
Song Shiyu did not resist, but just looked at him quietly, with a bigger and bigger smile.
"It is said in the world that Xie Feng of Yiziyuan is righteous and selfless, and today it seems to be true. A demon disaster that has nothing to do with you is not worth your making such a fuss. I am really touched." She pulled off the bell from her waist and shook it at him.
An overwhelming drowsiness instantly enveloped Xie Feng. He struggled to raise the Meteor Sword, but lost all his strength a moment later.
"I won't kill you. It's my way of repaying you for saving my life that day."
The light of the Meteor Sword slowly disappeared, and Xie Feng's expression fell blank.
The ringing stopped, and Xie Feng fell to the ground, closing his eyes. Before he completely lost consciousness, he saw Song Shiyu's back as he left.
That red color is so bright in the night, but it looks so lonely.
*
Li Zhaoyue never thought that one day he would be so absorbed in writing his own storybook. The storybook he got from Xu Xing was not filled with those embarrassing clichés, but whole paragraphs of stories that seemed to be his own personal experiences.
In the storybook, she is the only deity in the world, and Xu Xing is a mortal favored by the deity. When Li Zhaoyue first saw this setting, she couldn't help but laugh, thinking it was another story of a fairy-tale love story. But as she read on, something seemed more and more off.
In the storybook, she is inhumane, cold and heartless, and her reason for coming to the mortal world is to learn how to become a real person. How can a fairy become a human?
The relationship between her and Xu Xing was not sweet, but full of twists and turns. Xu Xing even hated her.
In the world of the storybook, Li Zhaoyue's purpose is exchange, and this purpose indirectly killed Xu Xing's mother. Although Xu Xing was saved by her, he still disliked her.
Wait, Li Zhaoyue raised her head and shook it in confusion. Why was this scene so similar to the dream she had before?
She was lost in thought when she suddenly felt an unspeakable stabbing pain in her heart. It felt like something was pulling at her body, and suddenly her throat tasted fishy and sweet, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
There was a slight knock at the door.
"Junior Sister Li, are you there?" It was Lou Yao's voice.
Why is she here so late? Li Zhaoyue ignored the pain in her chest and stumbled to open the door. As soon as she opened the door, a dazzling white light covered her entire vision.
Something strange happened.
Li Zhaoyue found that her whole body had become lighter and she was slowly floating upwards. Meanwhile, Lou Yao's body in front of the door gradually disappeared, and finally, it turned into her.
Such a change was really incredible. Li Zhaoyue wanted to return to his body, but instead he was getting further and further away from his body.
Lou Yao slowly put her clothes in order, looked at a certain point in the air, and smiled triumphantly.
"From now on I am Li Zhaoyue, junior sister, let me give you a ride." After saying that, she shook the bell in her hand violently. Li Zhaoyue felt a soul-tearing pain, her vision went dark, and she was soon swept away by the sound of the bell.
Under the cold moonlight, Lou Yao excitedly pulled the bell, and the scene of that day slowly emerged before her eyes.
The man in black really came and brought what she wanted.
"This is the soul-changing bell. Just use it at midnight on the person you want to exchange bodies with, and you can take over that person's body and become her." The man in black took out a copper-green bell from his cloak and said.
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