"Senior brother..."
The paper figure finally left, heading towards the courtyard, leaving the two disciples standing there, both somewhat bewildered.
"Senior brother, people said I died fifty years ago. That's because you've reached the sixth rank and wanted to keep me alive, right?"
"Mm," Liang Si responded.
"But, that god from heaven, he wouldn't need to separate us, would he?"
“He didn’t separate.” Liang Sixin replied absentmindedly.
"He went in the direction of the courtyard, didn't he? Senior brother, do you think he was bewitched?"
I don't think it's that bad.
“Although I also think it’s unlikely, but…” Wang Xi gritted her teeth and moved closer to Liang Si, “I still feel like what he said is true. We look different in that demon-revealing mirror. So, senior brother, which of us is dead?”
"..." Liang Si was helpless.
He reached out and flicked the little girl's forehead. "What nonsense are you thinking? I'm not a real person."
"Great! Great!" The little girl seemed a bit excited, only realizing she'd overdone it after clapping her hands.
"Senior brother, hehehehe." She chuckled awkwardly, and after a long pause, she managed to come up with a coherent sentence, "I just think our master is really amazing."
"How amazing is it?"
"Senior brother, think about it! There are probably not many people in the Xuan Yun Sect who know that you have demonic energy on you!"
"If I hadn't reminded Master, he probably wouldn't have known even now." Liang Si nodded.
"Second Senior Brother has been targeted by demons in the illusion. They use his body as a perfect vessel. Even the Grand Master was only able to be stuffed into Second Senior Brother's body because he had inappropriate thoughts. So, is Second Senior Brother a human or a demon now?"
"Count them all! Because there was no fusion."
"Then the third senior brother, yes, right now the third senior brother is the most normal."
"Um."
"Our fourth senior brother was originally the oldest and quite mature. With the help of our master, he was able to rejuvenate. Later, due to the Golden Crow, he became an adult. His body is filled with demonic energy, so he can hardly be considered a normal person."
"Yes, I'm a half-demon."
"Now let me tell you about myself. They said they saw me in a sedan chair. Although I think it was to make my senior brother abandon me and leave, but... I can't explain why." A tear rolled down her cheek as she pointed to her heart. "When I heard this news, I didn't panic, but felt heartbroken."
"Heartache?" Liang Si was stunned.
Most of the time his mind is very calm, except for those dreams about his master. In his dreams, his master is in great pain, and he will feel pain along with his master.
Only in those moments did he feel like a thoughtful person.
"Yes, it's as if I've forgotten something important. But fifty years is such a long time. What I remember isn't what happened fifty years ago, unless, fifty years ago, Master also took on a disciple."
“When my master led me in, he said I was Master’s first disciple,” Liang Si assured her. “Before me, Master had no other disciples.”
"No?" The little girl was a little disappointed as she collapsed onto the sand.
Fireworks lit up the distance, bursting across the sky and transforming the silent night into ablaze with color.
There was clearly no one around, yet it seemed quite lively. I wonder where the person who set off the fireworks was.
This wasn't the first time they'd seen such spectacular fireworks in the desert.
"Senior brother," Wang Xi tugged at his sleeve, "If, I mean if I really weren't human, wouldn't everyone in our sect, except for Senior Brother Yang, be extraordinary?"
"Um."
"It's a legitimate sect, yet they accepted a few of us demons as disciples. It's laughable." She chuckled. "I wonder what Senior Brother Yang will think when he finds out the truth."
"What else can I think!" Liang Si sighed, but even he himself stopped sighing.
"Master." Yang Wennan didn't know when he fell asleep. In a daze, he seemed to smell a strange fragrance, and then he felt as if he was being dragged away by someone, and slowly lost consciousness.
The light here was much brighter than in the previous cave, but he wasn't happy.
Because there were two people hanging beside him, and he knew those two people very well.
One was his senior brother Qiao, and the other was the Buddha of Compassion and Joy. Both of them were wrapped in thick cocoons, which sealed most of their bodies. Spider webs were winding upwards, and only their heads were still outside.
Both of them are currently unconscious. Only he has a slightly larger range of movement. The cocoons are wrapping around him very slowly, and they only reach his knees. It's unclear when the two of them had the accident.
Unexpectedly, his master was not there, nor was his junior brother who had just joined the sect.
"Master," he called softly.
Apart from that dutiful spider working here, there's nothing else. The surrounding area is a vast expanse of white, with quite a few cocoons already formed. Judging from their shape, the people inside the cocoons are probably like him.
“Monk, did you hear anything?” Lu Wei chimed in. “I think I heard someone calling Wen Jinge. Judging from the voice, it should be Yang Wennan’s. That kid is always cautious and doesn’t speak loudly.”
"This humble monk will calculate it."
"You can calculate?" Lu Wei was genuinely curious.
When he died in his previous life, there were no fortune tellers in this world. It must have been the way that the capable people in the human world figured out on their own after the gods were gone. We couldn't get a specific calculation method from Wen Jinge because he could come up with a result just by thinking about it. Surely this monk should be able to calculate it!
"This humble monk does not know," the monk replied honestly.
"Then why did you tell me you wanted to have your fortune told?"
The monk shrugged innocently, "It makes me look very impressive."
"..."
"After all, this humble monk has led you astray and fallen into the enemy's trap. I must give you some confidence."
"...Thank you, but I don't need that confidence."
“But…” the monk said with a drooping face, “I need it, I’m very anxious right now.”
"Master..." Yang Wennan's feet were unable to move, and he didn't know where his sword had fallen. He originally intended to use his hands to untangle the spider silk.
Fortunately, no, the spider silk was extremely sticky, and the dagger used to cut it was stuck to it.
"Master, are you there?" Perhaps it was just his imagination, but he felt that when he called out to his master, the stacked white cocoons seemed to move. He called out again, "Master, are you there? I can see you."
"Master, are you there? I see you."
"Master, are you there? I see you."
Suddenly, even more echoes resounded in the cave.
Snap!
Some cocoons broke open, but what emerged from them were not people, but spiders with human faces.
The little spider followed the sound. Yang Wennan kept his mouth shut. A figure flashed by in the shadows. Although it was quick, he still sensed it.
"It's you?"
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