While Fan Zhiyi was thinking about all this, the young man said, "There's a room here, go in and take a look."
The young man pushed open the door, which creaked. There was a large space inside, and judging by the layout, it should be a kitchen or something.
Fan Zhiyi took a quick look around and felt a sense of discomfort starting from the ground where his feet were and spreading from bottom to top throughout his body.
Fan Zhiyi hated this place to the extreme, especially when he saw the dark red color on the floor that extended to many places in the kitchen and the kitchen knife stuck in the chopping board. He could imagine a bloody scene of a female ghost chopping human flesh crazily, and his stomach churned.
Fan Zhiyi's resistance was too obvious. He stepped back a little, his face as pale as wax.
The young man took in all of this and said, "Shall we go in?"
Fan Zhiyi opened his mouth, knowing that now was not the time to be willful and he really needed a place to rest, so he followed in silently.
The young man placed him against the wall and asked him to sit down. "Take off your outer robe. It's all wet and it won't help your recovery. Wear mine."
As the young man spoke, he placed the sword he was carrying next to Fan Zhiyi, then began to unbutton his coat, his eyes fixed on Fan Zhiyi. He then put the coat on Fan Zhiyi and said, "I'll go see if there's anything I can use."
Upon hearing this, Fan Zhiyi sat up and grabbed the other person's clothes: "Where...are you planning to go?" His head began to feel dizzy again, and his voice dropped because of discomfort. His eyes reflected some watery light, and he looked like a dog about to be abandoned, which made people feel pitiful.
He is weak now. What if the young man leaves and he encounters a ghost again? He will be completely helpless.
As if he had guessed what Fan Zhiyi meant, the young man half-knelt in front of him and looked him straight in the eye: "It's right here, don't be afraid."
Although Fan Zhiyi still felt insecure, he at least loosened his grip. He wrapped himself in the young man's clothes and watched him rummage around in the kitchen for a while. Then, with empty hands, he sat down next to him with his long legs bent. He said in a neutral tone, "There's nothing useful."
Fan Zhiyi nodded and closed his eyes. It was as expected. It would be strange if this haunted house was friendly to them. However, it seemed that no ghosts came out to scare him along the way. Could there be ghosts in this kitchen? How many ghosts were there?
"Excuse me, how come you can't see?"
Fan Zhiyi didn't expect the other party to care about this question, so he replied, "I was hit in the eyes by miasma when I was in the mountains."
The young man sighed, "Don't worry. I won't abandon you until you reunite with your companions. Otherwise, it would go against the original intention of my cultivation. Don't take my previous words to heart. You have an eye disease and your cultivation is not high. It's already amazing that you can stay in this house until now."
Fan Zhiyi: "..." If it were anyone else, Fan Zhiyi would have really thought it was a mockery of him, but this young man's tone was sincere, though he was obviously not very good at speaking.
After sitting for a while, Fan Zhiyi felt a little sleepy. He forced himself not to fall asleep, and then he heard the young man start to say, "I used to have a little black cat. It was called Nanshan. It was very well behaved."
Speaking of this, Fan Zhiyi perked up a bit, peeking open his eyes and staring at him. The young man noticed Fan Zhiyi's curiosity and said, "It likes lying on the lounge chair and basking in the sun the most. This kitten has been too lazy for a while and has gained a lot of weight, so I've been thinking of many ways to get it to move around more."
Fan Zhiyi couldn't help but smile like a father when he heard this. What a cute little black cat.
The young man continued, "It's very smart, but no matter how smart it is, there are times when it's not smart."
"Um?"
The young man smiled, but then let the matter go, unwilling to talk about it further: "What about you? Have you ever had any pets?"
"I..." Speaking of this topic, Fan Zhiyi opened up his heart. He leaned his head against the wall, feeling a little nostalgic. "I once had a puppy. No, it wasn't small." Fan Zhiyi smiled helplessly. "It was very obedient and cute. It was... a family member."
The young man clenched his hands unconsciously, but his expression remained calm: "Is it Golden Hair?"
Fan Zhiyi stared at him in slight surprise. How come this breed is also popular in the world of immortal cultivation in this book? This is strange. Fan Zhiyi has read many immortal cultivation novels, but not many of them have golden fur.
Seeing him like this, the young man finally determined the answer in his heart. His nails dug deep into the flesh of his palm, which Fan Zhiyi didn't notice, hiding his uncontrollable excitement beneath the indifferent surface.
He is back.
Found him.
But I hurt him. What should I do? What should I do? I am in this state. Will he be angry? Will he be scared? Will he not want me anymore?
No, no, I won't let him go again. I won't let him go again. Tie him up, imprison him, and make him look only at me forever. I can atone for my sins, as long as you forgive me, anything is fine, but...
Now that you're back, don't even think about running away.
"I'm just asking. By the way, I can try to cure your eye disease." The young man's smile deepened a little, but he controlled it very well and still looked harmless.
"Yeah." Fan Zhiyi was not excited when he heard it. After what happened with Gao Da and Gao Xiao, to be honest, Fan Zhiyi no longer had much hope that his eyes could recover.
The young man covered Fan Zhiyi's eyes with his hands. The slightly cool touch made Fan Zhiyi's eyelashes tremble. Then the young man caught Fan Zhiyi's sleeping body and held him in his arms.
At this moment, all the concealment, temptation, and forbearance were torn apart. Bing Nandong's eyes were filled with turbulent waves. He looked at the person in his arms with lingering affection, and then slowly restrained all his smiles.
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