"Huh?" Wen Jingge was taken aback. "Ling Yi, are you asleep?"
"I'm not asleep." Ling Yi shook his head, then listened intently for a moment. "Master, can you still hear anything?"
"Tell me, did you see something again?"
"Yes, I saw that Senior Brother Yang was dead."
Ling Yi's tone was very calm, and even though Wen Jingge was right next to him, she couldn't feel his heart beating.
This child must have witnessed many life-and-death situations.
"Did I kill him?" Wen Jingge smiled.
If you were to shine a light on it and look at it closely, that laugh would be somewhat eerie.
It was as if she was mocking, teasing, or even excited. She exuded a hidden danger, like a pervert in a movie who would kill someone and then amuse them.
The magic zither swished and sang, as if sensing the change in her state of mind and deliberately catering to her.
"no."
Wen Jingge's smile faded, and she looked like a 300-pound fat person who had lost weight; she was ultimately not so happy.
Who is that?
"I can't tell whose sword it was, but they died in this cave." Ling Yi held her neck tightly, as if he was afraid of something, and Wen Jingge was a little breathless.
"Are you trying to murder your master?"
"No." Ling Yi shook his head, sniffing. "Master, if I said I smelled it, would you believe me?"
"That depends on what you're smelling!"
"Master, could you please throw away the demon-locking chain and the demon-binding rope around your waist?"
"Why?"
"Throw it away, throw it away."
Wen Jingge could hear the tension in his voice, but she still couldn't feel where Ling Yi's heart was beating.
Wen Jingge felt that she was the most responsible master in the world.
She did it without caring whether Yang Wennan was following behind her or whether he would die from throwing the rope.
"Then what?"
"Go forward, keep going forward, keep walking, don't stop."
Wen Jingge smelled a bloody scent on her shoulder, and Ling Yi's lips brushed against the skin of her neck, indicating that blood must have seeped from the corner of his mouth.
“After we get out, your master and I will discuss this. You haven’t reached the rank yet, and using this ability too frequently is too harmful to your body.”
He paused for a moment, then nodded. "Okay, thank you, Master."
"No need to say thank you, I am your master, there is no need to be so polite to your master."
"……Um."
Wen Jingge walked a short distance, and the sound of the demon-locking chain could be heard. Even though it had been thrown down, it was still making a hissing sound, as if someone was pulling on the rope from behind.
This place is getting weirder and weirder. If Wen Jingge were alone, she would still dare to go on a devastating attack, but now she is also with a child.
If this child were an ordinary person, it wouldn't matter, but he happens to be her disciple. For some reason, she just wanted to properly take back her legitimate disciple, and it wouldn't be good if she frightened the child.
"Master, it seems... it seems we can't walk anymore."
"Why?"
“Someone, it feels like someone is breathing on my neck.” Ling Yi shook his neck. “It’s chilly, Master.”
Really?
Yes, yes.
"Then let me ask you another question: what is here—a demon, a monster, or a Xuan Master?"
Ling Yi was quiet for a while. He felt his master holding him as he sat down. He asked himself again and again in his heart, "Where exactly is this place?"
"It seems like, it seems like both are true."
"You have them all?"
"Yes, there are still people." After saying that, he also felt strange.
This is just a cave. It's normal for there to be evil spirits and heretics here, as Master mentioned. How could there possibly be any other people here?
"Sigh! Then let's not go." She seemed to lie down, and Ling Yi held her without letting go. He couldn't explain why, but the aura emanating from his master always made him feel at ease.
Are you scared?
"...Yes, a little."
There were rustling sounds inside the cave, as if the demon-locking chain was searching for its master, but that was certainly not the case.
"Ah-Cai, you should like it here!"
Ah-Cai didn't respond, but Mo-Qin did.
A faint purple light flickered in the cave. Wen Jingge simply closed her eyes, and after a while she asked, "Is anyone still blowing on your neck?"
"That's all, it's just that someone grabbed my leg."
"Um?"
"It's a little itchy."
Wen Jingge was about to sit up when Ling Yi pressed her down. "Master, are we lying on your coffin now?"
These words sound somewhat alarming at first glance.
It's no different from Wen Jinge dying and being buried only to rise from the dead.
"Yes, his name is A-Cai. He is Master's good friend. Remember to call him Little Master from now on."
"Then, the one grabbing my foot must be my junior master," Ling Yi muttered. "She closed the door, so even if my master gets up, he won't be able to see it."
Wen Jingge cleared her throat and lay back down. "I'm just curious about your gender when you were little."
"Wasn't Xiaozun stuffed in by Master?"
"I?"
“Yes!” Ling Yi nodded.
Ever since he started sleeping with his master in his arms, his dreams have been filled with all sorts of masters, each with a different way of speaking and acting. The most terrifying of all is the master who stands like a god of death atop a pile of bones.
At that time, there was not a trace of extra emotion in her eyes. Even the heavens and earth lost their color before her. If she could, she would definitely tear the sky apart.
The most heartbreaking scene was when his master fell to the ground and was killed by thousands of people. He saw betrayal and deception in his master's eyes. When his master's head fell, she was looking at the sky with hatred in her eyes.
In those images, the Master always held a contemptuous attitude towards this sky.
He admired his solitary master, but loved his current cynical elder even more.
Kind, respectable, and lovable.
It has blood, flesh, and soul.
He wanted to follow her shadow downwards.
"How did you manage to stuff it in?"
"I couldn't see clearly, but I just stuffed it in and then closed it."
"Is that so?" Wen Jingge sighed and didn't ask any more questions.
But in her mind, she was thinking, if she was the one who stuffed it in, surely she couldn't have stuffed herself in!
This is really a headache!
"Yes, Master. The Grand Master and the others are here too. We haven't gone to the wrong place."
"Then why can't we see him?"
“Maybe, the altitude is different?” Ling Yi murmured. “I feel like they’re right here, but… but I can’t see them.”
"Can't you only see the future? You can smell it too?" Wen Jingge teased, pinching his nose. "Don't think nonsense. I'll lie down for a while and then go find them."
"Senior Brother!" Wang Xi patted Liang Si's arm, gesturing for him to look at her bracelet. "Look, this... this represents Senior Brother Yang... is he... is something going to happen to him? Will Master and the others be alright?"
“Master…” Liang Si wanted to say that Wen Jinge would be alright, but then she suddenly remembered that her master looked like an ordinary person.
If I were to use my cultivation again this time, I wonder if I would still be able to control the Xuan Qi that might leak out at any moment.
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