Some monks, hoping that the Tianyun Sect's leader would rescue them, urged them to stay in the safe house for the next few days. Some monks disagreed, arguing that they should wait until dawn, when the demons had diminished, before seeking a chance to survive.
We argued about this for a long time. Finally, we decided to wait and see how things went tonight and make a decision after daybreak.
With that, everyone found their own spot in the room to rest, some gathered together in groups of two or three, but most still didn't trust everyone except themselves to be in the same area, so they spread out.
After Bing Nandong arranged the night watchmen and saw that everyone had found a place to sit, he asked, "Is there anyone who wants a bed?"
No one answered. The bed in this room was completely hidden behind a corner archway far inside. Even if there was a barrier around this room, it would not be easy to be discovered if something unexpected happened alone.
Bing Nandong waited for five or six seconds, and seeing that no one wanted it, he pulled the red string and said, "Let's go."
Fan Zhiyi wasn't surprised by this. After all, this guy was quite demanding about getting a good night's rest. He was also benefiting from this. At least compared to the people here, Fan Zhiyi felt that he was incredibly energetic.
So the two of them walked to the corner under the obscure gazes of others. Fan Zhiyi stared at the red rope and was really unable to bear it anymore. In addition to vigilance and suspicion, the looks those people gave him also had some other inexplicable meanings.
But it was true that two grown men were walking around holding a red rope all night long. If Fan Zhiyi saw it, he would have stared at it a few more times.
But! When it comes to matters of life and death, Fan Zhiyi has always been able to bend and stretch, so he doesn't need to worry too much about this rope. However, he still wants to ask if there are other more decent ways.
"This rope..."
Before Fan Zhiyi could finish his words, Bing Nandong lifted the bed curtain with his sword without even turning his head. "The space here is unstable. It's easy to get lost if you untie it."
"Can you change the color, or is there any other way to keep us together?"
Bing Nandong finally turned around and glanced at him: "If there is a better way, wouldn't I use it?"
Fan Zhiyi guessed what he meant was that he felt he had gone through too many formalities.
However, Fan Zhiyi disagreed with "Cen Jun"'s statement. He felt that this guy really was hiding some other means just to be ambiguous with him. Specifically, this was not narcissism on his part, but this was just what this guy was thinking.
Forget it, I've even endured "Cen Jun's" voice, so why am I afraid of this? Just endure it.
Fan Zhiyi watched Bing Nandong making the bed, thought about it and decided to repay the favor: "Mr. Cen, why do you want to stay again?" It can't be that he stayed just because he said he wanted to. If that was the answer, no matter if it was a joke or for some other reason, Fan Zhiyi would feel disgusted.
There wasn't much reason, he just didn't like the answer.
Fortunately, Bing Nandong replied: "Because I have to stay."
"What's the reason?"
"Zhifan, I can't just stand by and watch these cultivators die, just like I saved you."
"..." Although that was the case, Fan Zhiyi thought that if this happened, there was a high probability that "Cen Jun" would face off against the protagonist. "Cen Jun, you will..."
"Let's talk on the bed."
Fan Zhiyi: "..." I felt weird and suddenly didn't want to go to bed.
His gaze shifted to the bed, which was already very clean and tidy. It seemed that "Cen Jun" had used the Cleaning Spell again. Fan Zhiyi had also seen this spell in "One Hundred Thousand Leisure Spells." It was a bit difficult, and he couldn't practice it at his current level. For a moment, he felt a little envious and jealous.
However, Fan Zhiyi could only think about it in his mind. He climbed to the innermost part of the bed in a few steps, and then saw "Cen Jun" sitting on it, closing the bed curtains tightly, and by the way, he also created a barrier to isolate this small world from the outside world.
Now, the room, which had never been candlelit, felt even darker now that it was sealed on all sides, and darkness brings with it a monster called uneasiness.
Fan Zhiyi wrapped himself tightly in his quilt, sat cross-legged in the corner, and stared at Bing Nandong, causing Bing Nandong to laugh: "Why are you hiding so deep? I'm not going to eat you."
Fan Zhiyi thought about it and moved a little towards him.
Bing Nandong: "..." Maybe he didn't act well and was exposed, or maybe he scared Fan Zhiyi in some way. How come his attitude towards him has been changing so much in the past two days? It has never been like this before.
Bing Nandong carefully reviewed his acting, reflecting that his performance had indeed been lacking in some places, and that he should have been more upright. However, looking at those cultivators made him feel sick. For Fan Zhiyi's sake, he would be more careful next time.
"What did you want to say just now? I set up a soundproofing system, so no one outside can hear our conversation." Bing Nandong asked.
Fan Zhiyi thought of the previous topic: "Don't be too conspicuous in the future. After all, the mastermind behind this is the Fusha Sect. They say the first bird to stick its head out gets shot, and what our ancestors said is not without reason."
"You're worried about me."
Not a question, but an affirmation.
Fan Zhiyi saw the young man's raised eyebrows and mouth corners, as if smeared with honey, and the joy was easily conveyed to him.
But Fan Zhiyi couldn't be happy. He felt that this statement could easily be misunderstood in this situation, so he tried to refocus his thoughts: "After all, we've been together here for two or three days. We're more or less friends of life and death. It's normal for me to be worried about you. In short, if you encounter the leader of the Fusha Sect, don't be impulsive. It's best to run away first. Saving your life is the most important thing."
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