Those people all looked worried and exchanged a few words with him before he woke up, and occasionally they had a heated argument.
Through the long echo of the cave, the conversation of two men guarding the entrance could be heard. Ouyang Shaogong listened carefully for a moment, then shook his head helplessly.
Aside from knowing that the group were bandits, nothing else could be heard.
Ouyang Shaogong calmly took his pulse. The feeling of weakness and limpness throughout his body was not an illusion; he had indeed been drugged.
Unfortunately, all the medicines on his body were taken when he fainted, leaving only highly poisonous substances for survival, which were of little use.
Fortunately, he could still protect her a little. He hadn't been idle over the years; he had practiced some body-strengthening techniques. The effects of the muscle-softening powder had been gradually worn off under the flow of spiritual energy. In a little while, he would be able to break the lock himself and rescue her.
As he was pondering, Fang Lansheng groaned and slowly woke up, clutching his head. After a moment of stunned silence, he started shouting loudly. Ouyang Shaogong put those thoughts aside and gently comforted his childhood friend.
Before Ouyang Shaogong could wait for the effects of the medicine to wear off, steady and rhythmic footsteps suddenly echoed in the cave. The people in the cell looked in the direction of the sound and saw a handsome young man in a black outfit, holding a long sword, with a red dot between his eyebrows standing outside the door. He raised his hand and cleaved the chains on the door with a single sword stroke, then threw in a pile of packages.
The young man remained silent, his dark eyes quiet yet carrying an inexplicable emotion, fixed on Ouyang Shaogong. This intense gaze, however, failed to attract Shaogong's attention; instead, he stared at the sword in the young man's hand, his smile becoming increasingly meaningful.
Prince Changqin stayed in the Yaoshan illusion of the Burning Sword. Through the sky screen that could connect to the outside world, he saw Ouyang Shaogong's smiling face. As half-souls of each other, they were of one mind. Prince Changqin was sure that the wicked guy was gloating!
[Changqin, it's been so many years... You've actually found a master?]
Prince Changqin smiled gently, his expression refined and serene, responding to the voice echoing in his mind: "Shaogong is too kind. As for you, I never expected our reunion... to be in a place like this."
The two men, who had each sarcastically remarked to each other, simultaneously had the same thought.
As expected, after a thousand years of being separated, Prince Changqin (Ouyang Shaogong) is no longer like himself at all! I really want to kill him every minute! What a lousy half-body, it's not a half-body at all!
...Actually, this is understandable. Ouyang Shaogong disdains Crown Prince Changqin for being naive and ignorant of the darkness of human nature, while Crown Prince Changqin dislikes Ouyang Shaogong's heart, which has been tainted by the ups and downs of life. Even though they know that this is the way of the world, they still look at each other with mutual disgust.
But that's not how it seemed to that young hero.
The young hero was none other than Baili Tusu after he grew up. He estimated that the time had come and asked to go down the mountain for a trial. He carried the Fenji Sword and ran to find Mr. Ouyang. Based on his experience in his previous life, he indeed found Mr. Ouyang in the dungeon of Fanyun Village.
This time, however, the master did not notice him; instead, all his attention was focused on the Burning Sword in his hand.
As expected, you still crave the spirit of the Burning Sword so much... In that case, we'll find an opportunity to return the Burning Sword to you.
Now that your wish has been fulfilled, will you be happier, sir?
Baili Tusu quietly gazed at Ouyang Shaogong.
Fang Lansheng praised Baili Tusu's chivalrous behavior for a long time without receiving any response. Frustrated, he thought to himself, "Hey, I've been praising you for so long, even if you don't say 'you flatter me,' you should at least thank me, right?"
Ouyang Shaogong withdrew his attention from the Burning Sword and gently stroked Fang Lansheng's hair, saying, "Little Lan."
"Young...Young Master, you're actually siding with this blockhead?" Fang Lansheng felt wronged, unhappy, and a little upset.
Ouyang Shaogong was a little helpless with his childishness, so he shook his head with a smile and changed the subject, bowing to Baili Tusu and saying, "I am Ouyang Shaogong, and this is my childhood friend Fang Lansheng. Thank you for saving my life, young hero. May I ask your name?"
"No need for thanks." Baili Tusu pursed his lips slightly, his face expressionless: "Baili Tusu."
"Baili Tusu...slaying ghosts and awakening human souls, truly a fine name." But this name seems to have some deeper meaning.
Forget it, we're just strangers, no need to concern ourselves with them.
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