Chapter 28 "For example, how he protected you..."
When Lin Ruyuan saw the girl's face, he couldn't hide his surprise: "Your mission target... is her? Wen Liansong?"
Jiang Yi didn't speak, still gazing at the girl.
Lin Ruyuan continued, "She...wasn't she...dead?"
Lin Jinsheng nudged Lin Ruyuan with his elbow, earning a questioning look from Lin Ruyuan. Lin Ruyuan's eyes were clear and full of curiosity.
“She’s not dead. But… she has to die.” After a pause, Jiang Yicai shifted his gaze from Wen Liansong and then said, “I can’t complete Master’s mission. I can’t kill her.”
“But wasn’t her inner fire extinguished? I remember everyone was saying she died in the secret realm. Why didn’t she die, and why did she have to die?” Lin Ruyuan asked again.
Meng Chiwan stood to the side, looking at Wen Liansong curiously. Wen Liansong also looked at her, her gentle, flowing eyes revealing not only some displeasure towards Jiang Yi, but also some grievance.
Jiang Yi glanced at him, then her gaze swept over Meng Chiwan and Yun Xianqing, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Meng Chiwan immediately understood that this was something she couldn't be told.
So she tugged at Yun Xianqing's sleeve, pointed with her other hand to another tree not far from the courtyard, and said, "I want to climb the tree too. You catch me from below."
After saying that, she mentally scoffed at her own reasoning. What a lame excuse! What a ridiculous excuse! Why climb a tree and need someone to catch you?
Fortunately, Yun Xianqing didn't say anything. Her gaze was gentle, and she led him to the tree over there. Then, with her sleeves fluttering, she climbed the tree in a few steps.
She sat on a thick tree branch, no longer able to hear Jiang Yi and the others talking. Looking down, she could only see Yun Xianqing looking up at her with a gentle expression.
Yun Xianqing spoke up: "I also want to see the scenery from the tree. It's too noisy under the tree, and I can't hear Chi Wan's voice."
Then came this scene: a celestial being dressed in white sat on a branch of a giant tree, his black hair cascading over his shoulders, while a girl in a bamboo-green dress was hidden among the leaves beside him.
A gentle breeze rustled through the branches, and the robes of the two people hanging below their knees brushed against each other, touching like leaves mingling in the wind.
The sound of conversation was drowned out by the rustling of leaves.
Their auras grew stronger and stronger, as if they were about to merge into one.
Time slowed down, and everything settled into a state of tranquility.
Meng Chiwan wanted to say something, but in the end, she couldn't say anything.
After a long silence, Yun Xianqing finally spoke: "Chi Wan, why don't you talk to me?"
"What do you want to know?" She didn't turn her head; her eyes were still filled with green.
"I want to know how Chi Wan spent her childhood." Yun Xianqing gazed at her gently, his eyes seemingly unable to hold anything else but her.
He chuckled softly, glanced at Zhong Huai not far away, and continued, "For example, how he protected you."
Meng Chiwan reached out and picked up a green leaf. Hearing this, she tilted her head, her hair gently brushing against Yun Xianqing's ear. She said half-jokingly, "I used to read a few storybooks. They talked about things like the moon in the sky and the white moonlight. I always felt that they were too unrealistic. Later, I always felt that Brother Zhonghuai was like this in my heart."
Yun Xianqing was still looking at her, but her fingertips twitched slightly as she pinched her sleeve. She didn't even realize that the smile on her face had faded a little.
"...And then?" Yun Xianqing finally asked.
"You asked how he protected me, but actually I don't remember many things very clearly anymore. I remember him not because I remember a particular event, but because I remember him as a person, how good he was to me, and how important he was to me."
"Later, everyone said he was dead, and he became a distant moonlight in my heart." Meng Chiwan's tone was gentle and full of tenderness, as if she was reminiscing about something.
“Moonlight…” Yun Xianqing repeated, lost in thought. Then, seeing her tender expression, his dark eyes unconsciously turned to the person not far away, a flickering light flashing in his eyes.
But then he felt a warmth in his hand. He looked down and saw Meng Chiwan holding his hand in front of him.
He watched her silently, wondering what she was going to do.
Then Meng Chiwan took something out of her storage bag, and then gently held his wrist and put something on his wrist.
"Later, I met Yun Xianqing. I wanted to have more interaction with him. But I didn't know how. I could only give him something so that he would remember me and Meng Chiwan in the future."
“I tried to take off the string of prayer beads I was wearing, but I couldn’t manage it no matter what I did. Then I suddenly remembered that every time I went up the mountain to deliver the Buddhist prayer beads, I would keep one for myself. Over the years, I was able to string them together into a string.”
"It may not be of much use, but I'm all alone, and this is all I can give him. I hope he won't find it offensive. I'll be a good person from now on and not let him be a burden to me anymore."
Meng Chiwan gently held his hand, speaking each word with tenderness and sincerity that seemed to melt away.
Yun Xianqing looked at the Buddhist prayer beads, then at Meng Chiwan's eyes, and suddenly felt his fingertips begin to go numb. He couldn't suppress the trembling in his heart no matter what he did. Something seemed to have burst its banks, flooding his whole body and making him feel numb all over.
His long, dark eyelashes hung down like a curtain, as if trying to hide all the emotions in his eyes, but his breathing began to slow down.
The surroundings were quiet and still.
He thought to himself: Useless thing. Just empty words.
But another voice in his heart resounded loudly: I don't mind. I won't mind. I like it very much. That was her life, her daily hope, the real moonlight.
His thoughts were like a murky pool, but his usual composure made him speak up in time: "I don't mind. Chi Wan is a very good person, and I never thought that Chi Wan was a burden to me. I will always remember Chi Wan."
Meng Chiwan smiled, her eyes crinkling. She gently squeezed his hand, and then, as if to say something, Zhong Huai appeared under the tree and said to her, "Alright, come down, Chiwan."
Yun Xianqing turned her gaze to Zhong Huai, her eyes devoid of any smile.
Then Meng Chiwan let go of his hand and jumped down lightly. Zhong Huai reached out and gently supported her, his hands seemingly stopping unintentionally at her waist.
Meng Chiwan didn't notice anything amiss. Instead, she looked up and called Yun Xianqing down.
Yun Xianqing looked at Zhong Huai, her expression growing even colder, almost unable to maintain her smile. She looked at Zhong Huai as if he were a dead man.
After Yun Xianqing came down, she naturally brushed Zhong Huai's hand away, then seemingly unintentionally squeezed between the two of them, and then said something to Meng Chiwan.
As she approached, Meng Chiwan noticed that Lin Ruyuan's expression was unusually grim. It seemed he had encountered some troublesome matter.
“Sister, have you been feeling unwell lately? Why don’t you ask my senior brother to examine you again?” Lin Ruyuan said.
Meng Chiwan sensed something was wrong and asked, "There's nothing unusual. What happened?"
Lin Ruyuan frowned, glanced at Jiang Yi, and sighed, "Sister, you've come at an inopportune time. I just detected that the Immortal Demon Secret Realm is about to open. It's near the Immortal Alliance's affiliated city. If you accidentally fall into the secret realm... your... will manifest."
"Sister, leave quickly!" Lin Jinsheng's tone rarely carried a hint of anxiety.
After realizing what the two meant, Meng Chiwan couldn't help but feel anxious and pulled Yun Xianqing to leave.
Although I don't know what the Immortal Demon Realm is, since it is related to the Heart of the Demon, I can't delay for a moment.
But the next moment, she stopped in her tracks.
Everyone fell silent.
In the ensuing chaos, the group retreated step by step.
But the old house behind them had become ruins, leaving them with nowhere to retreat.
Even more despairingly, the black hole seemed to be spinning, its immense suction threatening to swallow everyone whole.
The tree where she and Yun Xianqing had just sat fell into the bottomless abyss with the sound of its roots snapping.
In the midst of the chaos, someone grabbed her hand.
Then came the long fall, and then he gradually lost consciousness.
The world seems to be turned upside down.
The water was rushing, engulfing her face and swallowing her breath. She couldn't breathe.
Then Meng Chiwan suddenly woke up and struggled to sit up.
She opened her eyes and looked down at herself.
The water flowed gently, just a small stream. It was this shallow stream that had just covered her face, blocked her nostrils, and suffocated her.
She felt a sudden sting in her fingertip and couldn't help but let out a soft "ah," before raising her blistered, pale hand.
A cut appeared on the fingertip, and bright red blood seeped out continuously, like spring water from a spring.
She covered her wound and looked down into the water, but found nothing.
Perhaps it was a stone that cut it. After pondering for a long time without finding anything, she finally found a reason.
She got out of the water, cast a cleansing spell she had recently learned, and dried her clothes. Only then did she begin to analyze the situation that was about to unfold.
The most troublesome thing for her right now was that she had gotten separated from the others. Furthermore, before falling into this place, Lin Ruyuan had loudly proclaimed "Immortal Demon Secret Realm."
Needless to say, the worst has happened. She entered the Immortal Demon Realm.
What's even more terrifying is that he only said that the demonic heart within her would manifest, but he didn't explain exactly how it would manifest. At this moment, she was still completely in the dark, knowing nothing, and had nowhere to hide it.
Now she was all alone in a forest of unknown location. And dusk was falling again.
The surrounding light gradually dimmed. Only the rustling of leaves in the wind and the sound of the flowing stream remained.
Her heart was in her throat. She dared not make a move, remaining vigilant for the slightest disturbance.
She held Jinglan tightly in her hand. Her breathing slowed down.
She stood still, trying to figure out where to go.
Each sound felt like a footstep on her heart, landing in her ears with almost deafening force.
Author's Note: Couple bracelets! [Milk Tea] No update tomorrow, taking a break [Kiss] Happy Labor Day everyone in advance! [Sprinkling Flowers]
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