Chapter 295 Time Point (Supplement) Are you sure your name is Lin Feiran? ...
The candle flame, which had been burning for a long time, began to flicker. A pill the size of a pearl rolled into it, and in an instant, wisps of green smoke rose up. Amidst the trembling smoke, a figure that had not been seen for a long time gradually emerged.
This person was Qiu Tong.
She was the first person he knew to have been reborn, and she had no connection with the esoteric religion. Her rebirth, like that of the saints in the Valley of the Pilgrims, was an accident.
Could it be that the moment of her rebirth was the opportunity for the Dao Lord to lead his followers back in time?
While suppressing all her emotions and remaining calm, Lin Feiran immediately thought of her. Qiu Tong had once said that her rebirth came very suddenly; she had only just woken up from a dream when the world had already turned upside down.
"Are you really alive? Did you come back from the dead...?"
Qiu Tong's murmur came from within the smoke. She looked at Lin Feiran in a daze, her expression still somewhat dazed.
Lin Feiran paused, nodded, and explained, "I only faked my death before; I've been alive throughout this time."
She looked at the image closely as if she were holding a burning pill in her hand. The entire image consisted only of her head, and her gaze was somewhat fixed. Only after Lin Feiran spoke did she finally come to her senses and respond with a sudden realization.
The burning pill grew smaller and smaller, and the heat quickly spread to her palm. She let out a soft cry, turned around, and placed the pill into the incense burner, only then revealing her full figure.
Just like Lin Feiran had seen her before, her attire was even more neat and tidy, but she still wore some of her favorite accessories. The Tai'a sword was close at hand, half an inch out of its sheath, ready to be drawn at any time.
Her face remained unchanged, but her expression was subtly different from before.
Her eyebrows were slightly raised, which reduced her innocence but did not make her look sharp. Her fox-like eyes remained the same, but the corners of her eyes were flatter, which made them less alluring.
The changes are actually very subtle, but the whole person looks completely refreshed.
She looked at Lin Feiran, her eyes already moist: "That's great, I thought you were really gone..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but the relief and joy in her eyes were genuine.
As early as the day Lin Feiran rescued Shen Qi, everyone saw her alive, including Qiu Tong. However, she still felt it was unreal and wanted to confirm it, but she was worried that she was hiding from the secret sect, so she dared not make any rash moves.
Only when she was able to look Lin Feiran in the eye did she finally feel relieved.
This feeling is actually quite complex.
At that moment, Lin Feiran was pulled out of the lake by the hail. Upon seeing this, Wei Changzai vomited blood and fainted. The fate of both of them was unknown. Chaos broke out in the canyon. People came and went, and she was swept up in the chaos.
Like a lost bird, she gradually stopped, looking at everything that had run rampant before her, feeling disoriented.
She couldn't remember what she was supposed to do, nor did she know why the esoteric sect wanted to help her marry Wei Changzai. She simply carried the Tai'a sword and moved through the crowd.
Fortunately, Qingyao arrived in time and took her away before the situation became more chaotic, allowing her to return to Qingqiu from the commotion.
As eternal night descended, spiritual energy diminished, and a sudden, earth-shattering change occurred around her. The once bustling Qingqiu fell silent. Everything happened too fast and too quickly, leaving her no time for distraction or sorrow. Thus, she carried her sword and, together with her other siblings, cared for her mother and supported the fox clan.
In just a few months, it was nothing short of a complete transformation for her.
These were absolutely unbearable days. Not only her, but her siblings were also exhausted. She didn't know how the others managed to get through it, but she managed to get through it thanks to Lin Feiran.
Many times, she couldn't help but think that if it were Lin Feiran, she would definitely have been able to get through it. If it were Lin Feiran, she would definitely have done the same thing. It was through this kind of imitation that she persevered and gradually developed her own way of dealing with things.
Seeing Lin Feiran appear again now, just like before, how could she not feel complicated?
But she also knew that Lin Feiran wouldn't use the incense pill to find her for no reason; there must be something important going on. She took a deep breath and didn't pour out her complicated feelings to Lin Feiran again, nor did she ask about the plan to fake her death. She sniffed and asked.
"You must have something important to tell me. Tell me, and I will do my best to agree."
Seeing her resolute expression, even Lin Feiran couldn't help but chuckle: "I just want to ask a few questions, there's nothing tragic for you to do."
Qiu Tong nodded in agreement. Lin Feiran had helped her a lot, so what were a few questions? "Ask away, I won't hide anything."
The heavy weight on Lin Feiran's heart eased a bit, and her expression was no longer as solemn as before.
She said, "Zhang Chunhe has passed away. He said a lot before he died, including about being reborn. But I still have a few questions that I don't quite understand, so I wanted to ask you about all the details of what happened before and after your rebirth."
"What?! Zhang Chunhe is dead?!"
Qiu Tong exclaimed in surprise, then glanced at Ru Xian. Seeing that he showed no unusual expression, she knew that he knew about this.
She stammered, "How...how did he die?"
Lin Feiran said, "The reasons for this cannot be explained in a few words. We will discuss it in detail later. As for the cause of his death, it was probably because he revealed the secrets of the esoteric sect, which was his punishment. He was turned into a pool of spiritual water and his body was never found."
Qiu Tong couldn't help but gasp, a chill running through her heart. Even though she didn't like Zhang Chunhe, he was still an old friend, and hearing the news of his death still left her with some indescribable feelings.
She paused for a moment before looking at Lin Feiran again, not mentioning him again: "I don't know what details you want, so I'll tell you everything. The day I was reborn was after Consort Wei learned of your death and fell into the Five Signs of Decay..."
At that time, Zhang Chunhe and others tried many methods to save him, but all to no avail. Wei Changzai's life force was getting weaker and weaker, and it was almost impossible to save him.
Qiu Tong was exhausted and heartbroken after running around for so long, so she went to Wei Changzai's room.
At that time, he was sitting in the room with his eyes closed, as if meditating, but he did not move. He had been in a nightmare for a long time and could hardly hear any outside sounds. No matter how she called out, he did not respond.
Exhausted, she fell silent and stopped trying. She was so tired that she soon fell asleep. When she woke up, she found herself back in Qingqiu, and time had returned to a few months before she was supposed to go to the human world.
She quickly realized that her rebirth was an opportunity given by heaven, a chance for her to stop Wei Changzai from falling into a nightmare in this life.
However, everything has now deviated from her initial assumptions.
At this point, Qiu Tong sighed softly: "Later, when I learned that Zhang Chunhe had also been reborn, I felt something was wrong."
Qiu Tong did indeed explain in great detail. After listening, Lin Feiran pondered for a few moments before asking again, "What about your father? Did you all notice the change in him as soon as he woke up?"
The topic suddenly shifted to Prince Qingping. Qiu Tong was puzzled for a moment, but then she realized that her father had been reborn.
"At first I didn't find it strange. Of all the people, only my mother noticed something was wrong, but I didn't know exactly when it started."
However, something just came to mind.
I woke up in the afternoon. Usually, at this time, my family would gather together for lunch, which was a routine, but this time we didn't.
My older siblings didn't seem surprised, but I was the only one who asked. My mother simply said that my father had other things to do, so he couldn't come.
At this point, Qiu Tong's tone changed slightly, becoming somewhat melancholy.
"At that time I didn't think much of it, but when I saw him again the next day, I felt that he was somewhat indifferent. No matter what we said, although he didn't spoil the fun, he always seemed a little uninterested."
Looking back now, it makes sense. He was reborn like me, so he probably already knew all of this.
Thinking about Zhang Chunhe, Lin Feiran had a strange thought. She said, "Perhaps he has heard these words more than once."
According to Qiu Tong, she was almost certain that Qingping Wang was reborn earlier than Qiu Tong, and Zhang Chunhe was reborn at least before Wei Changzai was born; otherwise, he could not have replaced him in Youfang Town.
Qiu Tong was also puzzled by her words: "What do you mean by 'more than once'?"
Lin Feiran didn't hold back either. She told Qiu Tong her speculation about the achievements of the Secret Sect: "The reason your father was able to be reborn must be because he once worked for the Secret Sect and accumulated a lot of merits."
Perhaps, he has been reborn more than once.
Qiu Tong was even more shocked upon hearing this: "He... the Secret Sect..."
She didn't know whether to be shocked that Prince Qingping might have been reborn many times, or to be shocked that the esoteric sect possessed such extraordinary abilities.
She stammered, "Then what about my rebirth? Could this also be related to esoteric Buddhism?"
Lin Feiran did not deny this statement: "There are actually people like you. You have no connection with Tantric Buddhism, but you have come back for no reason. Perhaps it is a natural opportunity, or perhaps it is influenced by Tantric Buddhism. There is no conclusion yet."
She tapped her fingertips lightly on the table, then stopped gently.
"Could you ask your mother when exactly your father changed?"
Based on current information, Zhang Chunhe was born before Wei Changzai was born, Qiu Tong was born before she entered Daohe Palace, so what about Prince Qingping?
Based on the cultivation level and age of Qingping Wang and his wife, the time could not be too early, nor could it be around the time of Qiu Tong's rebirth. Could his time be close to that of Zhang Chunhe?
Lin Feiran decided to wait for the answer for the time being.
Qiu Tong was shocked by what she heard today. She squatted by the incense burner, biting her knuckles as she pondered. However, this incense pill had been given away last year and had been used by the two of them many times. Now, there was very little left, and it was almost completely gone.
Qiu Tong immediately snapped out of her daze and, taking advantage of the remaining time, nodded in agreement: "I'll definitely ask for you..."
She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Lin Feiran, the Secret Sect is now expanding recklessly and is targeting you. If anything happens... I have some influence in the Fox Clan now, so if anything happens, just come to me."
She lowered her eyes, her voice not loud: "During the time after you passed away, no one knew how isolated and helpless I was. Do you remember when Bi Sheng forced me to marry Wei Changzai? I had a vague feeling that something was wrong; they seemed to be taking this matter too seriously."
Sometimes I can't help but wonder if they are also watching me closely, or if someone is spying on me.
I dared not tell anyone about my rebirth, nor did I dare show the slightest sign of anything unusual. I didn't even dare to talk in my sleep...
She pursed her lips and said quickly, "In short, I will send you the answer you want as soon as possible."
"I'm so glad to see you again."
With a soft "poof," before Lin Feiran could reply, the rice-grain-sized incense ball burned out completely, leaving only a clump of bluish ash.
Lin Feiran blinked and looked at the blue dot, somewhat surprised.
Ru Xian turned to look at her and asked, "Why are you asking this?"
Lin Feiran snapped out of his reverie and wiped away the incense ash: "I want to calculate the time. If we can confirm that this is related to the time of the destruction of the Old World mentioned by the Secret Sect, then perhaps the day Qiu Tong was reborn in her coma was the last day they were preparing to end things."
Ru Xian stood aside, staring at her for a moment before leaning down to look at her: "It seems there are quite a few people who have experienced such a strange thing as rebirth. Are you one of them?"
Lin Feiran said, "Of course not."
Ru Xian straightened up, but raised her voice slightly, and pondered for a moment: "However, I feel that you know more than they do, and after listening to this, I find that they seem to have overlooked one thing."
They were referring to "them," not her, Lin Feiran asked, somewhat puzzled: "What were you omitting?"
Are you sure your name is Lin Feiran?
Lin Feiran's heartbeat faltered for a moment.
Ru Xian has always been a sharp and intelligent person, but compared to others, he is more cold-hearted at heart. In his past life, he has almost only had two extreme choices: survival and death, but he has always calmly navigated between them without ever deviating from the right path.
Therefore, to some extent, as long as it doesn't concern him or the people and things he cares about, he can almost completely detach himself and calmly reflect on the situation.
Before, he cared about his own life and death; now, he only cares about Lin Feiran.
At that moment, he noticed something amiss and pointed it out without hesitation. This was exactly what Ru Xian would do; he would never engage in guessing with Lin Feiran, nor was there any need for it.
Lin Feiran wanted to speak, but he was unsure. The world in the book was indeed absurd, and now was not the best time to explain.
After careful consideration, she said, "There are some things I can't tell you now, but I can be sure that my name is Lin Feiran."
As he scrutinized her expression, he could never see a trace of deception in Lin Feiran's eyes, so he smiled and said, "It's good that you're sure. After all, I don't want to call out the wrong name in my dreams."
The person in front of him is Lin Feiran, that's who he is. If he wasn't, he wouldn't have given others a chance to doubt.
It's perfectly normal for someone like her to have a special background, just like him. Unusual people always have unusual origins. As long as she is Lin Feiran in front of you, nothing else matters.
They always seemed so well-matched.
This may just remain a secret between the two of them.
Ru Xian was in a great mood. He looked at Lin Feiran and said, "Do you have anything else to do tonight? If not, you should get a good night's sleep. Staying up here for too long can cause you to get sick later."
He tapped Lin Feiran's temple in acknowledgment.
Lin Feiran had no choice but to agree, but she still remembered what she had originally wanted to do: "You used a spell, and your meridians are not yet cleared. Let me clear them for you before you go to sleep."
Ru Xian hadn't thought of that, but naturally he wouldn't refuse. He smiled quietly and looked at Lin Feiran for a while before returning to the bed with her.
Even now, Lin Feiran didn't do anything perfunctory. She earnestly unblocked his meridians, and her movements were not at all intimate. She even managed to make someone like Ru Xian as soft and bouncy as a rice cake.
He raised his hand to his forehead, revealing only his right eye. His gaze passed over his arm and fell on Lin Feiran. His eyes were somewhat veiled, yet they also carried a sense of directness and nakedness.
"I've used the whole set of unblocking techniques you taught me, and the golden ring hasn't moved at all. You must feel much better now, right?"
She turned her head and could only see one emerald eye hidden in the shadow of her arm, which was inexplicably alluring.
“…Hmm.”
He replied with a sound that came out from under his tongue, sounding like a dragonfly skimming the water, quickly passing by Lin Feiran's ear, making her feel a little ticklish. She subconsciously moved her shoulder, but didn't think much of it.
Under that gaze, she lunged forward, not kissing him on the lips as he expected, but instead collapsing beside him and taking a deep breath of the cool fragrance.
"Like hail, I feel a little tired."
He turned to the side, his hand tracing from the top of her head to the back of her neck, his fingertips occasionally tugging at a few stray hairs: "Is it because of what Master said today?"
Lin Feiran nodded and looked up into the darkness: "...How could I possibly bear the cost of everyone's lives?"
Rushan's hands continued to move. He did not try to answer her questions or offer words of comfort. He simply sat up halfway, looked down at her, and his snow-white hair slid down like moonlight, enveloping her in it.
He began to say, "If I remember correctly, you initially sought out the esoteric sect to avenge your mother."
...
The room was silent for a long while. Suddenly, Lin Feiran brushed aside his long hair and sat up as if she had just realized something.
"yes!"
Since learning that the sword spirit was her mother's soul, she has been immersed in the joy of seeing her mother again, and has consciously ignored some things.
Ultimately, she came this far for her mother's sake. Getting to where she is now is entirely her own choice. Even without so many people and so many burdens, she would still have come this far.
It's all your own choice, so why wallow in self-pity?
The source of everything is Tantric Buddhism, the Daoist master, so all you need to do is draw your sword and move forward. Why let these chaotic thoughts disturb you?
She would draw her sword for a thousand people, and she would draw her sword for one person as well. Since there is no difference between taking on one person and taking on a thousand people for her, why should she be afraid and timid?
Lin Feiran turned to look at her and said sincerely, "Ru Xian, you are truly a miracle doctor!"
"..." Ru Xian fell back onto the pillow, shook her head and chuckled, her words carrying a hidden meaning, "It's a pity that doctors can't heal themselves."
Lin Feiran seemed to understand the implication in his words and leaned down to ask, "What's bothering you?"
"An unspeakable annoyance."
She was very surprised: "There's something you can't say?"
Ru Xian closed her eyes: "...You should rest."
Lin Feiran was very curious: "What exactly is it... phew."
Youth is wonderful; one can fall into a deep sleep simply by reciting a spell, without even a moment's pause.
Ru Xian caught her, her fingertips traced down her brow, and she smiled silently.
His love for her was now stronger than her love for him, which undoubtedly put him at a disadvantage. However, considering that she was the one who confessed her feelings to him first, he would let him be the one to propose...
However, the time is not right.
He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "If only you can do this, why not accept it gladly? He who can bear the burdens of the world will ultimately be borne by the world... There is no need to worry."
These words, along with the cold fragrance, were sent into Lin Feiran's dream.
In my dream, there was sunshine, green grass, a gentle breeze, and a shimmering jade-like stream.
Ru Xian lay on a bench by the stream, holding some cakes in her hand, then scattering them into the stream to feed the silver fish. Xun Feifei and Qingzhu set up ironware not far away, preparing to roast meat.
Not far away, Lin Feiran, Bi Qing, and Xuan Zhen ran up the grassy hillside, then cheered and slid down the grass. On the way, they bumped into Ping An's Iron-Eating Beast. With a thud, the group quickly rolled into a ball and laughed heartily.
The sap from the grass smelled astringent yet intense, and on this night, accompanied by a cool fragrance, it lingered around Lin Feiran.
Ru Xian quietly watched her, gently brushed her upturned lips with her finger, softened her gaze, and said nothing more, simply closing her eyes and holding her as they fell asleep.
Author's Note: [Kiss]
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