"Fan Zhiyi, what are you doing?" Zhuang Yujing suddenly grabbed his hand and led him into the inn, then immediately closed the door. "What were you looking at just now?"
Fan Zhiyi opened his mouth but before he could say anything, Xiaoman said, "There was someone down there just now, and the young master jumped down to find him."
The rain was heavy, and Fan Zhiyi was soaked after being soaked for a while. The inn was bright, and Fan Zhiyi took a moment to adjust to the light before looking at Zhuang Yujing and saying seriously, "I saw Bing Nandong."
"You've been possessed by a ghost." Zhuang Yujing pressed his index finger firmly on Fan Zhiyi's forehead. A golden seal spread out, causing Fan Zhiyi to raise his head back. "We were sitting down here and didn't feel a thing. You didn't listen to anything I told you. Do you know how dangerous you were just now? Things are different now. What if that was a ghost who died unjustly looking for a replacement, and we didn't have time to pull you away, and you were taken away?"
"I'm sorry." He had indeed not thought it through, "but I really thought it was Bing Nandong just now."
Zhuang Yujing took a breath, looking as if Fan Zhiyi was possessed by a ghost and hopeless.
Upon hearing this, Cen Jun did not deny him, but instead asked the other person who was upstairs just now: "Xiao Man, did you see clearly who that person was?"
Xiaoman nodded: "But it doesn't look like Bing Nandong. I saw a young man dressed like a scholar."
Upon hearing this, Fan Zhiyi said no more. He really had no mood to drink the mung bean soup. Zhuang Yujing saw that he was in a state of despair, so he didn't say much mocking words. He just reminded him that his cultivation level was not high, and he should not be so reckless when encountering anything.
He An sent Fan Zhiyi upstairs. The room was stuffy and hot. The rain had finally stopped for such a long time, and they both wanted to get some fresh air in the corridor, so they leaned on the railing together to watch the rain.
He An said: "Don't blame the Sect Master for his harsh words. He is a person with a hard mouth but a soft heart, and he is a bit awkward."
"I know that what Gao Xiao said does make sense." He had not truly experienced the horrors of this world, so he was not on guard enough.
"My name is He An." He An smiled at Fan Zhiyi and introduced himself. "Gao Da is just a pseudonym. What about you? Is Yi Zhifan your real name or a pseudonym?"
Fan Zhiyi looked at He An, not knowing why he suddenly asked him this, but thinking less trouble is worse than more, Fan Zhiyi replied, "Real name."
He An turned his head and looked ahead again: "I told you before that I have a friend, right?"
"Um."
"You do look a lot like him. I'm not the only one who thinks so. Sect Master, Cen Jun, and Bing Nandong should all think so."
Fan Zhiyi didn't know if the friend He An mentioned was actually himself who had traveled through time before, but he couldn't remember anything, so seeing He An's nostalgic look, he didn't know what to say and simply kept silent.
Everyone retained memories of his previous existence, and treated him well because of their former selves. It was a strange feeling.
However, judging by the situation, He An might want to have a heart-to-heart talk with him, so it would be better to seize the opportunity to find out some information. It would be more valuable than asking the system: "Are you all familiar with Bing Nandong?"
"If I were to elaborate, I think he's more familiar with Bing Nandong from before. Jiu Wanli and Tianyun Sect have always been at odds with each other, and the Sect Master and Bing Nandong have been comparing each other openly and covertly, but in reality, both of them say one thing and mean another, and they're too embarrassed to say it even though they care about each other."
"Jiu Wanli was already resented for his refusal to participate in the Ghost Gate candidate's plan. Furthermore, the Sect Master and I uncovered the secret behind the Ghost Gate candidate. This incident became the fuse that sparked the rejection of Jiu Wanli by the other immortal sects. Jiu Wanli was attacked and hunted, and the Sect Master's right arm was broken. We hid for several years, and during that time I met Bing Nandong once."
"That time, Bingnandong had already begun to show signs of a ghost. He killed many people and even broke his sword. The sect leader wanted to take him with him, but the situation didn't allow it and Bingnandong didn't want to. In the end, I knocked the sect leader unconscious and forcibly took him away. From that day on, the sect leader became much quieter and practiced sword skills even more vigorously. Later, the sect leader regrouped the disciples of Jiuwanli and rebuilt Jiuwanli. By then, Bingnandong had already taken the position of the sect leader. Rebuilding was not simple. The sect leader didn't say it, but we all knew that Bingnandong helped in secret, including some of the materials the sect leader needed to rebuild his prosthetic arm, which were also sent by Bingnandong. And now that we were able to rescue Cen Jun so smoothly, it must be Bingnandong's intention. It was only because we took you away that he became angry and chased after us."
Fan Zhiyi listened. He had only asked about the relationship, but He An explained everything to him. Didn't they want him to stop thinking about Bing Nandong? Why didn't they discredit him? Instead, they said this. This made Fan Zhiyi feel even more pitiful for Bing Nandong during this painful period.
Fan Zhiyi didn't know what Bing Nandong had experienced in the past. He thought that if Bing Nandong was willing, he could tell him in person. He wanted to slowly start to understand Bing Nandong.
"What about Mr. Cen?" Fan Zhiyi asked, "What happened between him and Bing Nandong?"
"Cen Jun is Bing Nandong's junior fellow apprentice. They studied under the same master, a master who died while sealing the Ghost Gate." He An said, "Unfortunately, few in the world of immortal cultivation know who made the sacrifice that gave us the opportunity to continue searching for a complete solution to the Ghost Gate chaos over the past decade."
In this way, combined with the information collected in the past few days, Fan Zhiyi understood a little bit. He An, Zhuang Yujing and even Cen Jun all had more or less relationship with his previous self who traveled through time, and they always thought that Bing Nandong's current desire to form a contract with him was indecisive and fickle, which was unfair to his previous self.
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