What's that makes you look so serious?
Tu Shan Lingxi took the sheepskin scroll. She had a gut feeling that it was a very bad thing. Her intuition was very accurate and had almost never been wrong.
"Xi'er, please open it and take a look. I... Heaven has been kind to me. I am already very content to be able to see you again."
Yi Changfeng's words sounded a bit strange. What did he mean by "let me see you one more time"? They hadn't been apart for very long.
Tu Shan Lingxi wanted to refute what he said, but when she looked up and saw Yi Changfeng's lingering gaze, she suddenly didn't want to say anything in rebuttal.
She was like that, the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat, she opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.
Seeing Tu Shan Lingxi's unusually confused expression, Yi Changfeng's expression softened, realizing that he had just frightened her.
He quickly comforted Tu Shan Lingxi, but when he reached out to touch her head, he felt it was inappropriate and put his hand down, saying only, "..."
"Xi'er, don't be afraid, it's nothing, everything is in the hands of fate."
Tu Shan Lingxi became increasingly confused by what she said, so she simply took the scroll and examined it carefully, wondering if the ancient sheepskin scroll might possess some special magic.
As soon as she received it, her heart started pounding, as if she had a premonition of something.
Tu Shan Lingxi still opened it and read it quickly. She saw the words that Yi Changfeng had seen: "...One soul and one spirit. If the soul is fully returned to its place, one can be resurrected through human sacrifice..."
Human sacrifice...
When Tu Shan Lingxi saw these two words, her heart skipped a beat. All she knew was that they meant using the lives of living people as a sacrifice.
She snapped the parchment shut again, her heart pounding wildly, unable to calm down for a long time.
At this moment, Tu Shan Lingxi suddenly realized why Yi Changfeng was acting so strangely today, since he usually spoke very little and was almost taciturn.
And yet, she blamed him for being too noisy, completely unaware of anything amiss.
Tu Shan Lingxi felt a little regretful, wondering why she hadn't noticed Yi Changfeng's difference earlier.
However, it's not too late to say this now...
Thinking of this, Tu Shan Lingxi tried to persuade him again, exhausting her words, just to let Yi Changfeng know that this was not reliable.
"Changfeng, you don't believe the nonsense they're spouting, do you? It's all made up by later generations. Don't fall for it."
"Xi'er, don't you want to try? I really do have such a pattern on my body. Perhaps I am a fragment of the Grand Preceptor's soul?"
Yi Changfeng spoke calmly, but his eyes were full of reluctance. He actually had more to say, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to say it.
Tu Shan Lingxi shook her head, a bad feeling creeping into her heart. She forced a smile and said to Yi Changfeng.
"Most of what's in here is nonsense. Don't believe it, and don't do anything foolish."
What is human sacrifice? It's using living people to make offerings. Although she had never seen it with her own eyes, she knew that it must not be a good method.
If Yi Changfeng really did that, Tu Shan Lingxi would never forgive herself.
Seeing the unwavering resolve in Yi Changfeng's eyes, she understood perfectly well that he was likely willing to sacrifice his own life for Wan Qijin's.
“Yi Changfeng, listen to me, listen to me. Most of what’s in here is fabricated. There’s no real basis for it. Maybe someone wrote it down in their dream.”
Tu Shan Lingxi was momentarily nervous, gripping Yi Changfeng's large hand tightly, her heart pounding with anxiety, fearing that Yi Changfeng might do something foolish.
Unfortunately, she spoke too late; Yi Changfeng's figure gradually became transparent...
!
Tu Shan Lingxi was shocked. She was still trying to persuade Yi Changfeng not to do anything foolish, but what was going on?
She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, beginning to doubt whether she had seen things, but Yi Changfeng had vanished too quickly.
Tu Shan Lingxi's already pale face turned even paler, her skin as smooth and delicate as jade, yet seemingly shrouded in a layer of melancholy.
Her bright, watery eyes were now filled with terror. Her large eyes seemed to disbelieve what she was seeing, blinking incessantly, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.
Tu Shan Lingxi was so anxious that she didn't know what to do with her hands and feet. She wanted to grab Yi Changfeng, who was about to disappear, but she couldn't even touch his hand.
"Changfeng, Changfeng, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"
Tu Shan Lingxi was terrified. She had never felt so panicked before. How could a perfectly healthy person suddenly become transparent?
Wait, could this be the sacrificial method recorded in the ancient scrolls, turning a person into a gust of wind and vanishing into nothingness?
Tu Shan Lingxi shook her head in disbelief. She had just lost the Imperial Preceptor, and now she was going to lose the Steward as well?
How could she possibly accept the fact that she had lost two loved ones in succession?
"No, please, stop, please stop!"
Tu Shan Lingxi's large tears rolled down her cheeks. Her mind suddenly became a mess, with images of Yi Changfeng's face flashing before her eyes, followed by Wan Qijin's.
Yi Changling also longed to live. After opening that ancient scroll, his body grew stiffer day by day, as if something wanted to break free of its restraints and fly away.
He was just holding on, praying to God countless times to let him wait a little longer until Xi'er came back.
Now that Tu Shan Lingxi is back, and the two little foxes are growing up well, I have nothing to worry about.
From that day on, he prayed to heaven to let him see Tu Shan Lingxi again. He was afraid that he would not live to see Tu Shan Lingxi return.
Fortunately, fate was kind and gave him a chance, a chance to say goodbye to Tu Shan Ling Xi properly.
Yi Changfeng had a vague premonition that he might not stay in this world for long, so he waited for Tu Shan Lingxi on Mount Ling today.
"Xi'er, I was not originally from this world. If it weren't for the kindness of the Grand Preceptor who took me in, I wouldn't be where I am today."
Yi Changfeng smiled with unusual gentleness, like an autumn wind that sweeps away fallen leaves and returns them to their roots.
He didn't know how to explain all this to Tu Shan Lingxi. He wasn't originally from this world, but after arriving here, he was able to see Xi'er again.
Even though the two had different personalities, Yi Changfeng had long believed that the two Xi'er were the same person.
"I...I don't know what to say, anyway—"
His figure gradually became transparent, and slowly transformed into a gust of wind, a gentle breeze.
"Meeting you is the greatest blessing of my life, Xi'er, don't cry, live well..."
Yi Changfeng wanted to touch Tu Shan Lingxi's head again, but it was too late; she had already completely vanished.
Now that his obsession has subsided, Yi Changfeng has nothing left to worry about.
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