"So what's so special about this Black Forest?"
“I don’t know either.” Liang Si shook her head. “I don’t know where I read this story. I have no memories of my time before I entered the Xuan Yun Sect.”
"So, this might be a scene from your senior's original memory?"
"I don't know." Liang Si seemed very helpless.
His past memories were like a blank sheet of paper; he could recall very little, except for the dream that the old Taoist priest had presented through illusion.
"But senior brother! I just wanted to hear a story, why did you have to tell me such a heavy story?"
"It's because you asked me the other day if forests could grow in the desert. I've been thinking about it for a few days, and today the name Black Forest suddenly popped into my head." Liang Si also found it strange.
And just then, there happened to be some ill-intentioned people around him, so he fixed his gaze on the god who had come from heaven.
"Why are you looking at me?" The man scratched his head.
In the past few days, his face has become more and more human-like, and his hair has grown out, but it's sparse and a bit bald, so it's not very good-looking.
"Did you do something to me?"
"Don't wrong me," the man snapped.
It was evening. The two siblings started a fire, but the chicken essence hadn't returned yet, and there was no one to take care of them. The man came to warm himself by the fire on his own.
Although the two disciples found it unbelievable that even gods were afraid of the cold, they did not drive the person away.
“I also think this place is weird,” he snorted.
Half a day ago.
"Senior brother, thank goodness we didn't go in." Wang Xi looked at the rows of cured meat in the mirror, her legs trembling slightly, as if she understood something. "Senior brother, I didn't die, right?"
"Hmm?" Liang Si didn't care whether Wang Xi was dead or not.
In his worldview, as long as Wang Xi was taken in by Wen Jingge, he should protect her.
Because when they parted, Wen Jingge handed Wang Xi over to him completely intact, though it's hard to explain why.
When he first arrived at Xuanyun Sect, he really wanted to kill his master, but he never wanted to disappoint Wen Jingge, even though Wen Jingge hadn't taught him much.
"Does it matter if someone is dead?" he asked.
"Of course there is a connection. If I hadn't died fifty years ago, I would be certain that I would never have harmed my senior brother."
"Oh." He nodded indifferently.
“Senior brother is now at the sixth rank. That mother and child must be in such a hurry to get rid of us for this reason, or perhaps they want you to abandon me.” Wang Xi hugged his arm and shook it. “But, senior brother, why can’t I sense their presence?”
"They don't seem like Xuan Masters, nor demons, nor ghosts. Senior brother, what do you think they are?"
Liang Si didn't rush to solve these minor problems, but continued to stare blankly at the scene in the memory stone.
The chicken essence was so frightened that it revealed its true form: a plump pheasant, whose feathers had been plucked for some unknown reason, and which was flapping its wings, trying to fly out of the yard.
Unfortunately, she was a timid person.
At this moment, the fruit trees, vegetables, and even the well in the yard all changed. The whole yard was like a man-eating beast, which frightened her so much that she dared not move.
"Master, Master, Master, where are you? Don't you want me anymore?"
"Master, please come and save me!"
"My dear master, I don't want to die, please save me!"
"Master, cutting my flesh will hurt, I'm afraid of pain!"
"Waaaaah..."
"It's not going to die, why save it?" The paper figure snorted, as if it found it pointless, and stopped looking at the recording stone.
"It, it was you who turned it into human form. Now it's neither human nor demon. If it could stay with you, it wouldn't have fallen into the tiger's mouth."
"Stupid!" the paper figure said again.
He walked ahead, the sun shining on him. Wang Xi rubbed her eyes, and for a moment, she felt as if he were melting.
"Owner!"
The chicken essence in the photo-memory stone let out its last cry, and then the camera flipped, as if the stone had been discovered.
Wang Xi only had time to exclaim in surprise before she saw a huge mouth swallow everything, and then the photo stone dimmed.
It was quiet, and I wondered if the stone that could transmit images was broken.
"Throw it away." Liang Si snatched the recording stone, made a fire spell, and the moment the recording stone shattered, a burst of fire rose in the distance.
The direction was exactly where the small courtyard from before was located.
"Not dead, but not coming back." The paper figure from the sky muttered to itself, "Interesting, interesting, there are such interesting places in the mortal realm."
"What did you discover?" Liang Si asked him.
He hadn't noticed the courtyard at first. If Wang Xi hadn't wanted to go in to buy someone's melons, he wouldn't have even noticed that there was such a separate little courtyard beside him.
Naturally, he didn't tell anyone about this discovery.
"I can't feel it, it's not in this world, yet it truly exists." The paper figure looked at his face and shook its head in a strange way. "You're the same."
"The same thing?"
"I couldn't see you either, you looked like a dead person, but you were actually alive."
Liang Si didn't understand, and Wang Xi was also stunned. "You guys, what kind of riddles are you playing? You really don't want that chicken essence?"
"If we can't save him, then we won't."
"What do you mean? If you're going to talk, then talk properly. Can you stop babbling like a monk all day long? My master hates monks the most. He even told us to learn more about Buddhism and cultivation, just waiting for us to learn so we can talk back to the monks. I think you'd be very suitable to be my master's disciple."
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