Sure enough, Bing Nandong no longer hesitated, but he looked unhappy: "Come in." He helped Fan Zhiyi carry a stool, and Fan Zhiyi did not refuse. "You should stay here for a while. You don't have to come with us to find a way out."
"Oh." The male protagonist probably wanted to stir up some trouble, but didn't want him to know. However, whether he followed or stayed here, there would definitely be people who were dissatisfied. After all, they were quite suspicious and hostile towards him.
Bing Nandong must have thought of this as well, and added, "You stay in bed, it's safe there."
"Okay."
Bing Nandong glanced at Fan Zhiyi again, pursed his lips, and repeated: "I'm leaving soon."
Bing Nandong saw the young man turn around and look at him with doubtful eyes, so he emphasized again: "It's very dangerous in the house."
Bai Bai couldn't bear to watch any longer: "Host, the male protagonist wants you to tell him..."
Before Bai Bai could finish his words, Fan Zhiyi spoke first: "I won't run around, don't worry."
Bing Nandong: "...That's good. If anything happens, you recite the mantra and pull the rope. I will sense it and come to you immediately." Bing Nandong's fingertips touched Fan Zhiyi's eyebrows in the air, and taught him the method of driving the red rope.
"Oh." Fan Zhiyi replied and asked Bai Bai, "Do you think the hero will really come to save me if I pull the rope?"
If the hero happens to be busy with his own things when he needs him, he probably won't come over. If he still foolishly puts his life on the hero at that time, wouldn't it be an unfair death? And what if the hero comes and blames him for interrupting his work and kills him instantly with a knife? After all, the hero is moody and unpredictable.
Baibai replied: "You can try."
This did not make Fan Zhiyi feel relieved. This male protagonist was purely here to torture him.
The short journey felt like a year to Fan Zhiyi. When he finally stepped into the door, the monks called Bing Nandong to prepare to set off.
They had already been divided into teams, and each team was going in a different direction. In addition, two monks with good cultivation were left to guard the camp. One was a senior monk, and the other was someone Fan Zhiyi didn't know.
Some people still refused to leave the already arranged camp and tried to stop them, saying, "It's noon now. We're all cultivators, so we should know that this is when the Yin energy is at its heaviest. Now that we're trapped in this strange house, do you really want to leave?"
Bing Nandong looked over and said in a tone that left no room for negotiation: "The usual rules no longer apply here. We can only judge the authenticity and survival conditions based on the notes. Does anyone have a note indicating that the power of the ghost will increase after noon?"
No one answered, but the other party was clearly unwilling to give up: "What if there is, but he's deliberately concealing it, or the person holding the note is already dead and we don't know, then if you go out, aren't you seeking death?"
Bing Nandong just smiled, his eyes filled with sympathy and contempt. "Is staying here forever a good idea? The seventh day has arrived, and no one knows what will happen. We can only rely on ourselves."
Having said that, those who wanted to find a way out were no longer shaken.
However, when Fan Zhiyi heard this, he just thought that this male protagonist was quite powerful, as he could play both the good guy and the bad guy.
Bing Nandong glanced at Fan Zhiyi again, letting the others go first before approaching Fan Zhiyi and speaking softly, "Besides 'oh,' don't you have anything else to say?"
Could it be that he's been so obsessed with this because he saw me holding the cake to give it to him but then sitting back down? Fan Zhiyi handed over the cake: "Do you want to eat something?"
Bing Nandong's face darkened: "Keep it for yourself." Then he left.
Fan Zhiyi watched his back disappear into the darkness and did not go into the house immediately.
Bai Bai was very disappointed: "Hey, host, aren't you usually very smart? Why don't you understand? Why can't you seize the opportunity?" It wasn't like this before. Could it be that his soul was injured when it ended last time, which led to a decrease in IQ and poor sensitivity to emotions?
No, Bai Bai saw that Fan Zhiyi was still full of sympathy when he just woke up this time.
So in the end, it all came down to the fact that Fan Zhiyi hadn't recovered from the fact that this person was the male protagonist, and hadn't gotten into the right state to complete the mission.
Fan Zhiyi realized it later: "I have never been in a relationship, and I didn't sleep the whole night, so my mind is not very clear."
Bai Bai sighed again, and then suddenly raised his voice: "Host, the male protagonist is back!"
Fan Zhiyi looked up and saw Bing Nandong striding towards him. Before he could even open his mouth to express his concern, Bing Nandong pretended to be menacing and said to him, "Tell me to be careful on your way."
Fan Zhiyi: “…” You came back just for this?
Fan Zhiyi said, "Be careful along the way, pay attention to safety, and don't rush forward alone no matter what happens."
Bing Nandong's expression softened a bit. He shouldn't have expected too much from Fan Zhiyi at this moment, but fortunately he had learned his lesson. Some things must be said clearly, and some things cannot be said. He should not repeat the same mistakes.
"Also, take this cake, don't go hungry." Fan Zhiyi stuffed the food into Bing Nandong's arms. Eating was the second most important thing to Fan Zhiyi. He returned all the delicious cakes to Bing Nandong, and ate the not-so-delicious cakes given to him by Gao Da and Gao Xiao. This was considered to be good to the male protagonist. If the male protagonist found out about this little thought, he would feel warm.
Bing Nandong: "..." Why is Fan Zhiyi always focusing on this cake? "I'm leaving."
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