Chapter 63 Testing each other "Brother, is the Heart Mantra still useful?"...

Wen Zhiyu stopped talking abruptly. Xie Tingyu did not hear the rest of his words. He looked up at him calmly, but did not ask him what he originally wanted to say.

Xie Tingyu seemed a little different after waking up, and he couldn't tell what had changed.

But Wen Zhiyu kept moving his hands, feeding the bowl of medicine into her mouth little by little.

Xie Tingyu frowned and turned his head to avoid it, but he still couldn't avoid the warm and steady spoon.

The bitter taste in his mouth made Xie Tingyu's expression difficult. It was obvious that Xie Tingyu was not afraid of death now, but was very afraid of suffering.

Seeing Xie Tingyu's bitter and vengeful look, Wen Zhiyu sneered and openly laughed at Xie Tingyu.

Xie Tingyu subconsciously raised his hand and patted Wen Zhiyu on the shoulder. Wen Zhiyu was caught off guard and was knocked off balance.

But there is an element of posturing in this.

Wen Zhiyu doesn't look like someone who can be knocked down with just a push.

"Junior sister, what are you doing? I fed you the medicine out of kindness, and you use this to repay me?" Wen Zhiyu put down the bowl of medicine with a smile, turned around and paused.

Without changing his expression, he reached out and twisted Xie Tingyu's quilt, "If you feel it's too bitter, you can eat some candy. It's the unique cold candy of Xilin Huanlou."

Xie Tingyu seemed to be unconvinced. She took one from his hand, unwrapped the oil paper, and put the light blue candy into her mouth.

Her back was against the wall. The wall was warm rather than cold, a familiar and comfortable feeling.

'Why does this feel so familiar?'

After muttering to myself in my heart.

Before she could look back, Wen Zhiyu had already turned his head and glanced at the closed door. He said calmly, "This is what Master asked Senior Sister Shiyun to bring over from your cave."

Wen Zhiyu knew clearly what Xie Tingyu was thinking without even looking at her.

Xie Tingyu was puzzled and wanted to find out the reasons for Wen Zhi and Zhi Xiao.

As for the result, Wen Zhiyu doesn't seem like the kind of person who would reveal his own affairs to outsiders.

Especially since she was the one who took advantage of his misfortune and cast a spell of love, forcing him to live and die together and share the pain.

Xie Tingyu shrank her neck, moved her hands in the quilt, letting the quilt wrap her carefully, and swallowed the candy in her mouth suddenly. She coughed violently twice, and the bloodstain on her heart was torn again. The blood on her white clothes seeped out at the heart and spread rapidly.

She huddled in the corner, staring at Wen Zhiyu with her bright eyes. There was a hint of pain beneath her alert expression.

The wound on his heart was aroused by her actions and was painful, which was unbearable for ordinary people. On the other hand, Wen Zhiyu clearly shared her pain, but acted as if nothing had happened.

Even able to take care of her.

Xie Tingyu temporarily put aside the question of Wang Xiao's inexplicable death, lowered his head, and couldn't help asking: "Don't you feel any pain?"

Her heart was pierced by the knife, and at that moment Xie Tingyu suspected that she was going to die in the illusion.

"I'm physically stronger, so I'm not afraid of this little injury." Wen Zhiyu's expression was calm, not showing any sign of injury or pain at all.

"Have you found the ghost tree?" Xie Tingyu suddenly looked up at him, and Wen Zhiyu's eyes met hers. In the end, Wen Zhiyu was defeated and took the first step back. He said "hmm" and stood up from the chair beside the bed.

He did not sit directly on the bed. The most inappropriate thing he did was to use a spoon to help Xie Tingyu drink the medicine.

She didn't even dare to peel a single piece of candy, otherwise, given Xie Tingyu's personality, there was no way she would have taken that piece of candy.

Xie Tingyu said that she would not eat food given out of pity, so she would not eat the candy he peeled with his own hands. Then what was the medicine he fed her mouthful by mouthful worth?

Wen Zhiyu laughed at himself in his heart, thinking that Xie Tingyu just didn't want the things he took out, and Xie Tingyu never believed him.

At least I still don’t believe it now.

The sweet syrup melted in his mouth, and Xie Tingyu felt much better, with a slight smile on his face.

Wen Zhiyu sat beside him motionless, staring at his fingertips in a daze with his eyes lowered.

His hair fell in front and onto his shoulders.

Xie Tingyu looked at him in confusion, "What are you thinking about?"

"Are you thinking about Wang Xiao? His death was indeed strange, wasn't it?" Xie Tingyu said something that hinted at something.

His eyes were fixed on him, observing Wen Zhiyu's expression at all times, not wanting to miss any changes in his expression.

"Who are you referring to, Junior Sister?" Wen Zhiyu laughed happily, as if what Xie Tingyu said had nothing to do with him at all, and as if he was really just a bystander.

He smiled too happily, "Junior sister, are you going to put all the blame on me? This doesn't seem fair."

"I just mentioned it casually. I didn't say you are the murderer." Xie Tingyu leaned up a little to give his back some support so that he wouldn't have to lie on the bed and be dominated by Wen Zhiyu.

"Wang Xiao died in the underground palace, and I went to the 'Gate of Life' alone. I am indeed a great suspect." Wen Zhiyu looked innocent, but there was a sad look in his eyes.

A pair of phoenix eyes drooped slightly, trembling as they looked at Xie Tingyu.

Be careful with your points.

"Master and Senior Sister Shiyun have both checked. Junior Brother Wang Xiao has a strong demonic aura left on him. So, he is most likely the owner of the ID card we found in the desert."

Xie Tingyu's eyes moved slightly when he heard Wen Zhiyu identify the culprit as the royal family of the Demon Realm.

She had seen it in Wen Zhiyu's aura fantasy before. It had long dazzling blue hair and bright pupils. It was an extremely beautiful mermaid.

His name is "Yi".

No matter what, Wen Zhiyu's hidden wounds show that he himself is hiding a dark secret.

That was a secret no less important than her status as the Ghost King.

No matter how much Wen Zhiyu looked like a human being now and how well he disguised himself, Xie Tingyu couldn't believe that he was really the genius monk Wen Zhiyu.

"You mean, it was the royal family of the demon realm who took action? Why?" Xie Tingyu blinked.

"Of course, it's for Junior Brother Wang Xiao's flesh and blood. The flesh and blood of high-level monks is extremely precious to the monsters and is enough to attract them."

"Is this his motive for murder?" Xie Tingyu felt like she had turned into Sherlock Holmes, testing the murderer with Wen Zhi.

But obviously, this threat is not only to other monks, but also to her. Especially for her, who once plotted against Wen Zhiyu, it is a real danger.

If it was really Wen Zhiyu, then the fact that he was able to kill Wang Xiao, who was at the second level of Wang Haichao, in the underground palace and escape without leaving any trace has already proved that Wen Zhiyu's strength is not as strong as he showed.

It is very likely that it is the cultivation for overcoming tribulation.

I am extremely scared when I think about it carefully, but I still think about it despite the fear.

Xie Tingyu tortured her own mind madly, and did not think that Wen Zhi would let her go after the spell was lifted.

Wen Zhi and Xie Tingyu confronted each other silently. Xie Tingyu leaned on the bed railing, feeling uncomfortable with the pain in his back.

Wen Zhiyu sat in the chair without moving.

The two were silent for a while, and finally Wen Zhiyu stood up and spoke to break the silence.

This was the second time that Wen Zhiyu took the lead in bowing to Xie Tingyu.

"Master said that your body still needs to be recuperated, but I know you are very curious about the death of Junior Brother Wang Xiao. Are you afraid? If not, follow me."

Unexpectedly, Wen Zhizhi would continue to communicate with her using these words. Xie Tingyu found it a little funny that the famous gentle man in the cultivation world suddenly became unable to speak.

You can break the awkward atmosphere by inviting the other person to meet the deceased.

Wouldn't it really be more embarrassing?

Xie Tingyu smiled.

'Well, you succeeded, that does attract me.'

Xie Tingyu sneered in his heart, Wen Zhiyu listened to Xie Tingyu's inner thoughts calmly, and his eyebrows were unconsciously filled with tenderness.

Xie Tingyu was only wearing a white dress. Before she could say anything, Wen Zhiyu turned around and said as he walked, "You change first. I'll wait for you outside... Remember to wear something thicker."

After saying this, he walked out the door and closed it tightly.

Seeing this, Xie Tingyu gently lifted the heavy quilt on her body, turned sideways, and dangled her legs over the edge of the bed.

His eyes fell on the closed door.

Xie Tingyu thought about Wen Zhi and what he had just said, and he eased a lot of blood color, and the confusion in his heart became more serious.

[Ding Dong, warmth and darkening value -100]

The system sound that hadn't been heard for a long time suddenly exploded in his mind. Xie Tingyu felt a dull sound in his head, which was painful.

"I don't care about Wen Zhiyu's blackening value now, can you not be so mysterious next time?"

[But my appearance cannot give you any other signs]

There was a hint of innocence and grievance in the mechanical sound of the system. Xie Tingyu's expression was cold. "Actually, I think the existence of your system is very strange. The so-called mission you give me seems particularly absurd to me."

The system did not respond for a long time.

'Why aren't you talking? Is it because I hit you in a sore spot? Does the system also know what a sore spot is?'

The system never responded.

Xie Tingyu was delayed for a long time, and in the empty room, a mocking laughter echoed.

"So, this is the book-crosser's system?"

"It really is a golden finger."

Wen Zhiyu was leaning against the trunk of a dead tree. The sound of a door opening was faintly heard. Wen Zhiyu looked up, and her usual gentle expression made Xie Tingyu feel a chill down his spine.

This standard smile is obviously fake at first glance.

"Your clothes look great... Does the wound still hurt?" Wen Zhi glanced at Xie Tingyu's clothes with the rest of his eyes, and praised her sincerely. His eyes drifted away for a moment, and he didn't look into Xie Tingyu's eyes again.

His movements were extremely unnatural.

Xie Tingyu did not thank him for the compliment, but answered the next question, "Don't you feel anything?"

She asked indirectly about the effect of the concentric spell.

Wen Zhiyu was also a cunning fox, so he naturally understood what Xie Tingyu meant. "Of course it hurts. After all, it's a wound in the heart. If it were just a little bit more, I would have to go to the underworld with my junior sister."

“Have you forgotten that the Ghost Palace does not accept people from the world of cultivation?” Xie Tingyu's words did not make sense, so he looked around and changed the subject.

"You haven't called me senior brother for a long time. Are you dissatisfied with me?" Wen Zhiyu was just like Xie Tingyu. Both of them responded in confusion.

"Brother, is the Heart Mantra still useful?"

Wen Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat.