Fan Zhiyi watched Bing Nandong walk to the small mound, place the bouquet of osmanthus flowers in front of it, and then put the cat toy and small toys on the mound.
When they left, Fan Zhiyi said they wouldn't take the toys with them, and would buy new ones later to minimize the amount of luggage and packing time. They fled in a hurry, so they only took the spirit stones and a few essential items.
Fan Zhiyi walked over and found that Bing Nandong was staring at the small mound motionlessly with a sad look on his face. Combined with this situation, he had a vague guess and asked tentatively: "What's its name?" After that, he began to observe Bing Nandong's expression. Perhaps he shouldn't ask, wouldn't this undoubtedly rub salt into someone's wounds.
"Nanshan." Bing Nandong said calmly, his voice unable to tell whether he was sad or happy. "His nickname is Xiaohei."
"Xiao Hei." Fan Zhiyi silently repeated the words. He loved small animals like puppies and kittens. Now that he knew a kitten's body was buried here, he felt very sad. "It will definitely be very happy on Cat Planet."
"Cat Star?"
Fan Zhiyi realized that he had said the wrong thing and tried to save the situation: "It should have turned into a star, lived happily in the sky, and would protect its owner and help him recover soon."
Bing Nandong laughed in an ambiguous tone after hearing this: "Do you know how it died?"
Young man, do you really want to talk to me about such a heavy topic here?
Not expecting Fan Zhiyi to answer, Bing Nandong slowly turned around, stared at Fan Zhiyi, and said word by word, "Its owner abandoned it, and it returned here alone. No one knew it existed, so it waited and waited, but it didn't know its owner would never come back for it. During the extremely hot summer, it didn't rain for about a month. When it was finally discovered, its body had already rotted, and the whole yard was filled with a foul smell. It was lying on that lounge chair. It loved that place the most because its owner liked to sit on it."
Bing Nandong spoke slowly, as if he was describing something insignificant, but Fan Zhiyi felt that the eyes behind the white cloth must be a pair of eyes filled with resentment, flashing with a crazy light, which was chilling.
Fan Zhiyi didn't know what to say. He felt very heavy-hearted, on the one hand because of what had happened to the kitten, and on the other hand because of Bing Nandong's condition.
Bing Nandong seemed to be able to see Fan Zhiyi's expression clearly. A cold smile appeared on his lips. He took a step closer to Fan Zhiyi and said, "Immortal Venerable, what do you feel after hearing these words?"
"Xiao Hei's master..."
"It's me, and Cen Jun's brother - Fan Zhiyi." When Bing Nandong said this name, he paused after each word. Fan Zhiyi felt that the person was calling his own name. Perhaps it was because Bing Nandong was too unfamiliar to him, and his body's instinct was clamoring for danger, which made him feel creepy.
Fan Zhiyi couldn't help but take a step back, not knowing what to say.
Bing Nandong stopped what he was doing and stared at Fan Zhiyi with a smile: "Why is the Immortal Venerable hiding? Is the Immortal Venerable afraid of me?"
Yes, why should he hide? He is now one of the most powerful people in the entire world of immortal cultivation.
Fan Zhiyi pursed his lips, realizing that he had been too cowardly. Bing Nandong must have been feeling bad because of self-blame. "Don't you live here while you recover?"
"Oh, recuperating? That's what they told you?" Bing Nandong answered the question irrelevantly, then turned his head to look at the small grave mound. After an unknown amount of time, the warm spring breeze blew through the osmanthus petals and Bing Nandong's soft hair, blocking the young man's face, making it impossible to see his expression anymore.
Bing Nandong said softly: "I just lied to you, because I was not at the scene at all, so how could I know what Nanshan went through."
It was Lu Changfu who told him about Nanshan's death. It was the second year that Bing Nandong had been imprisoned in Tianyunmen. He had just escaped and was beaten to death. Hearing this news was undoubtedly a double whammy. What did he do then? He could only humbly and desperately ask Lu Changfu to help him bury Nanshan under the tree. Lu Changfu finally agreed.
Fan Zhiyi was stunned for a moment. He couldn't understand Bing Nandong's sudden change of attitude, nor did he understand the meaning of his words. Fan Zhiyi felt that he seemed to have missed some important clues, but what he was sure of was that the leader of Tianyun Sect must have hidden something from him.
Bing Nandong cast a spell, and the osmanthus flowers quickly decayed and eventually turned into a handful of dust that was blown away by the wind.
Fan Zhiyi didn't understand this move, but Bing Nandong looked at him calmly, "Let's go."
"Going back?"
"Go get some medicine." Bing Nandong said casually, "Didn't you say you would help me recover?"
What? Bing Nandong is finally willing to go to the hospital for proper treatment? This is simply great news for Fan Zhiyi, and he put all other thoughts aside for the time being.
"I remember there are medical practitioners in Tianyun Sect."
Bing Nandong refused: "Let's not go there. Let's go to the foot of Tianyunmen Mountain. You and I will come together."
That's fine, anyway, as long as Bing Nandong accepts the treatment obediently, everything else is just a small problem. Fan Zhiyi thought so, even if Bing Nandong didn't say it, he would have to accompany him. Speaking of which, he had never been to places outside Tianyunmen, and he was quite curious about the outside world.
But later Fan Zhiyi found out why Bing Nandong wanted him to follow him, because the disciples guarding the mountain did not allow Bing Nandong to go out, but as soon as they saw Fan Zhiyi, they gave way.
It turns out that I am a pass token.
There was a small town at the foot of the mountain. It was crowded at this time. Bing Nandong walked even slower. Fan Zhiyi followed him closely. Then he heard Bing Nandong say, "Help me find a pawnshop."
Bing Nandong went to the pawnshop to pawn a magic weapon in exchange for some spirit stones. Fan Zhiyi stared at the spirit stones curiously, thinking that it was just as described in the novel, this was the common currency in the world of immortal cultivation.
His scorching gaze made it hard for Bing Nandong beside him not to notice: "I want to use this spirit stone to buy medicine."
"Master knows. Master has not looked at your spirit stones." He is trying to hide the truth, but Fan Zhiyi is not so cruel as to rob others of their money for medicine.
but……
"Why do you want to exchange your magic weapon? Don't you have any extra spirit stones?" Logically speaking, as a master, he should help pay part of the money for his disciple's medical treatment to show his concern, but the key is that Fan Zhiyi also has no spirit stones, and he actually needs his disciple to pay with his own things.
Bing Nandong said, "No." His spirit stones and the magic weapons he took with him when he escaped were all confiscated by Tianyun Sect, including the sword. This magic weapon and some spirit stones were the ones that had escaped his search in the room just now.
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