Chapter 19 The Heavenly Evolution Secret Realm really isn't him
Fu Yunyao hesitated for a moment, not pulling her wrist back. "You can see again?"
She indicated that he knew which hand he used to touch the child.
Fu Yusheng replied with a smile, "Aren't you left-handed or not? Isn't it obvious which hand you prefer? Besides, there's a 50/50 chance that if you make a mistake, you can just wipe it again."
After wiping her clean, he reached out and grabbed her sleeve again, content to be a human ornament.
The boy huddled in a corner, watching them warily.
Fu Yunyao squatted down in front of him, "Why can you see us?"
The boy shook his head. "I can see a lot of people."
"A lot of people? Did you see a few people wearing the same light blue uniform?"
"Yes, about two weeks ago, several strangers suddenly appeared. No, the other villagers couldn't see them. No, they couldn't see them before, but one day, the villagers suddenly could see them and mistook them for villagers. They also thought they were villagers and went to the temple to worship with the village chief every day."
"How long has the plague in the village lasted?"
The boy shook his head again, "I don't know."
"Cough cough." A few low coughs came from inside the room, and the boy's expression instantly turned panicked.
Fu Yunyao, who had been watching his expression closely, asked again, "Who's inside?"
The man shook his head frantically, "Nobody's here, nobody's here!"
Fu Yunyao blinked, her voice becoming even softer, "Don't be afraid, we're here to help you."
The boy continued to watch them warily until another violent coughing fit came from inside the house, at which point he finally couldn't hold back his tears.
"Don't take my mother away, she's all I have left!"
Fu Yusheng, who had been standing to one side, approached, gently ruffled his hair, and comforted him, "No one wants to take her away. We just want to see her, is that alright?"
The boy stared at him with tear-filled eyes. After a moment of hesitation, he looked away and walked into the inner room. Fu Yunyao and Fu Yusheng followed behind him.
Inside the room, the windows were tightly closed, and a damp, rotten smell permeated the air. A simple table and chairs were placed in the center, and a bulge was visible on the bed against the wall.
The boy, his hands trembling, poured a bowl of water and carried it to the bedside.
Fu Yunyao looked over and saw a woman lying on the bed. She struggled to sit up, revealing patches of red rashes on the back of her hand. She was very thin, almost just skin and bones.
She also contracted the plague.
The woman finished drinking the water and lay down again. The boy, without even putting down his bowl, went to Fu Yunyao's side, his eyes pleading. She instantly understood his meaning and left the inner room.
Fu Yusheng leaned against the doorway and noticed that the person inside had come out. He reached out and grabbed her sleeve again.
Fu Yunyao glanced at it lightly, not paying any attention. She looked at the boy who was still holding a bowl of water to the side, and her gaze paused.
In the bowl of water, specks of gold dust floated on the surface, shimmering and swaying.
"Your water doesn't seem to be clean?"
Hearing her words, the boy lowered his head and explained, "Our well water has been like this ever since the drought a year ago, but it's okay, this water is drinkable, we've been drinking it for a year."
"Well water?"
The boy nodded, hesitated for a moment, and finally led them to the well.
"This is it."
The boy pointed to the well at the entrance of the village, which was the only well in their village, and all the water they used was drawn from this well.
As he spoke, he filled a bucket with water.
“Look, all the water here is like this, it’s perfectly normal. This well was left behind a year ago after the immortals came to help us, how could there be a problem?”
In the well water, countless gold dust particles floated on the surface.
Just as Fu Yunyao was about to reach out to touch it, Fu Yusheng stopped her.
He said with a hint of helplessness, "Don't touch anything that feels off."
Fu Yunyao blinked and withdrew her hand.
Not far away, someone spotted the boy by the well and called out, "Xiao Qi, what are you doing? Let's go to the temple to pray together!"
"Ah," the boy hurriedly replied, "Coming."
Only after their footsteps faded away did Fu Yusheng speak again, "You suspect there's something wrong with the well water?"
"Hmm." She lowered her eyes, gold dust shimmering in the light. "I was wondering, can a natural disaster like drought really be solved by a cultivator?"
"You suspect that this plague is related to Sect Master Mu?"
"Perhaps we should go to the temple again for another look."
...
In front of the temple, many villagers still knelt, their hands clasped together, praying humbly.
Fu Yunyao looked around and spotted the few Tianyan Sect disciples whose clothing was different from the others in the crowd. After confirming that they were not in danger for the time being, she looked away and walked behind the temple curtain.
The statue has a compassionate expression, and its slightly lowered eyes seem to hold the thoughts of countless lives.
Fu Yunyao's hand touched the sword in the statue's hand, and the sword was also plated with a thin layer of gold.
"How could a village that is constantly plagued by disasters have the money to build this temple and this golden statue?"
Fu Yusheng, standing to the side, heard her question and said, "Faith always comes at a price."
Fu Yunyao's gaze swept over the statue inch by inch, then she withdrew her hand, her fingertips still dusted with gold powder.
Noticing her hesitation, Fu Yusheng frowned. "What's wrong?"
“There’s something wrong with this statue,” she stated calmly, feeling the slight stinging sensation spreading across her fingertips.
The wind rustled the curtain, and the villagers looked up at the figure in plain clothes and a veil in front of the statue of the compassionate god.
The light fell on her, and the veil on her hat swayed gently, revealing her delicate eyebrows and eyes. Every glance she made seemed to hold a myriad of charms.
"A celestial being!"
"A celestial being has appeared!"
The villagers gasped in surprise, knelt down, and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Immortal, please save our village!"
Fu Yunyao lowered her brows and sighed softly.
They were nothing but an illusion, yet their instinct for survival remained as fervent as ever.
When did this plague begin?
When the villagers heard her question, they looked at each other and finally shook their heads. "We don't remember."
"Don't you remember? Has it been a long time?"
The villagers looked at each other, some nodding, some shaking their heads, "I can't remember either."
Fu Yunyao didn't ask any more questions, "You should go back first."
"The plague?" someone asked urgently.
Fu Yunyao chuckled, her eyebrows curving upwards. "Don't worry."
As for whether it could be resolved... she had no intention of saving an illusion.
The villagers were relieved after hearing her words and prepared to leave.
Taking advantage of the fact that they couldn't see him, Fu Yusheng spoke up to remind them, "Disciple of the Tianyan Sect."
Fu Yunyao frowned, hesitated, and decided to leave behind the few Tianyan Sect disciples who were completely trapped in the illusion.
They stared at her blankly, "Does the immortal have any instructions?"
Fu Yunyao did not answer, but looked at the statue again. Her meaning was clear.
You can handle the people you want to keep yourself.
She paused in her probing motion when she sensed the familiar, warm sword intent, and looked at the person in front of the statue.
He still wore the white fox mask, and his light-colored eyes beneath it, though lifeless, held a smile. In his hand, the black sword gleamed with a warm, luminous light, carrying the scent of newly sprouting grass and trees. The tassel hanging on the sword swayed gently, and a wisp of warm light shimmered from the crimson jade among the dark tassels, falling on her cheek and then vanishing in an instant.
The longsword emitted a humming sound, creating a long, resonant sound.
The disciples of the Tianyan Sect gradually regained their clarity from their dazed expressions.
After doing all this, Fu Yusheng turned his head slightly and looked accurately at Fu Yunyao. Through the veil, he met her gaze with a radiant expression.
"Your vision has returned?" Fu Yunyao asked after observing for a while.
"Mm," he replied, his voice tinged with a smile.
Fu Yunyao looked again at the strangely familiar sword in his hand, "Does it... have a name?"
"Its name is Spring Returns, and it was it that saved my life."
Fu Yunyao repeated, "Spring returns."
The sword emitted a hum, as if responding to her.
"Your natal sword?"
"yes."
Shi Yubai's voice rang in my ears, "A sword cultivator will only have one natal sword in his lifetime. I have seen his natal sword, and he is not the Sword Master Rangchen."
he.
It wasn't him.
Fu Yunyao looked away, thinking that if Fu Yusheng were really dead, she should be happy.
Yeah?
The phantom boy in red leaned against a pillar in the temple, his eyes filled with tender affection. He parted his lips slightly and spoke.
"Hello, Liao Liao, my name is Fu Yusheng."
She closed her eyes, her fingertips trembling slightly beneath her sleeves.
Fuyuki...
...
At the border of the South China Sea, a girl dressed in a tight-fitting outfit once again dodged the attack of a monster. With a slight movement of her wrist, a cold light flashed, and another monster crashed to the ground.
She reached up and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "We've been searching in the South China Sea for so long, but we haven't found a single trace of Sword Master Chen."
This girl was none other than Mo Beili. Ever since she parted ways with Fu Yunyao and Shi Yubai, she had been searching for Fu Yusheng's whereabouts in the South China Sea, but to no avail.
She sighed and leaned against the bare tree trunks around her.
Behind her, a figure in black was watching her.
"I have found the body of pure Yin."
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