All the tiny dots of light merged into Yan Huailiu's body.
Gu Xingyun looked at him worriedly: "Master, are you feeling unwell?"
Yan Huailiu raised his hand and felt it: "No, it's pretty good. It seems that this formation is still very useful."
The inexplicable feeling of depression in my heart seemed to have dissipated a lot.
The moment the Yunlang Spring Scenery Picture shrank to its original size, the formation gradually disappeared, and the sunlight unexpectedly fell on Yan Huailiu's face.
He raised his hand slightly to block the already glaring light, and then smiled at the two people not far away: "Junior Brother, Fairy Fei Miao, thank you very much. I'm really sorry for causing you trouble and worry these days."
Fairy Fei Miao breathed a visibly relieved sigh: "I'm glad you're okay."
Baili Changhuan's eyes flushed red as he pretended to be fierce. "Hmph! Stop being sentimental! Who's worried about you? If I weren't too lazy to take care of the affairs of the Yuxu Sect, I wouldn't care whether you live or die! Are you sure you're okay?"
Even though he was so fierce at the end, he still didn't forget to show his concern.
Yan Huailiu smiled and nodded: "It's really okay now, thank you, Junior Brother."
"Who cares about your thanks!"
Baili Changhuan glared at him, turned and left without any intention of staying.
Fairy Fei Miao stood there awkwardly, not knowing whether to chase after him or exchange a few more words with Yan Huailiu.
Ahhh, she doesn’t like Yan Huailiu that much, okay?
Why leave her here alone!
"Thank you, Fairy Fei Miao. If you're not in a hurry to leave, you can stay in the Yuxu Sect for a few more days and take whatever you like."
Yan Huailiu didn't quite understand the etiquette of thanking someone, so he simply let her choose. At the end, he didn't forget to give his disciple a nudge: "If you feel it's inconvenient, you can let Xingyun accompany you."
"Master..." Gu Xingyun shouted helplessly, and explained casually: "Fairy Fei Miao is used to having Junior Master accompany her, disciple..."
"Who's used to having him accompany them? Seriously!" Fairy Fei Miao interrupted him anxiously, coughing softly: "Well, since you're fine now, I won't disturb you two from reminiscing about the past. I'm exhausted and I can finally get some good sleep."
She ran in the direction Baili Changhuan had left, and turned around to wave at the two of them: "Don't worry about me, just chat slowly!"
I was afraid of hearing something else from Gu Xingyun.
Seeing her leave, Yan Huailiu also relaxed a lot.
He breathed a sigh of relief and finally looked around: "It's a nice day today."
Gu Xingyun agreed with a smile: "That's right, Master, welcome back."
"Hmm." Yan Huailiu felt the spiritual power in his body and thought about the possibility of retreating to recuperate.
Perhaps it was because his soul had been stimulated, but after being repaired with the formation, his cultivation began to fluctuate. It seemed... there was a trend of improvement.
"Master, do you want to go back and rest directly, or do you have other arrangements?" Gu Xingyun asked.
Yan Huailiu walked forward carelessly, and after a long pause, he finally asked, "Dongyue Town...is everything resolved? That monster, and those civilians..."
Gu Xingyun carefully chose his words and told him what happened next as simply as possible.
Of course, the scenes of the two of them being alone together are omitted.
"Is that so... Now that those souls have been recovered, it seems we really owe Yuehua Pavilion a great favor this time. When you have time, go discuss with Chang Huan what kind of gift we should give as a thank you. Try to give two, one for Yuehua Pavilion and one directly to Fei Miao."
"Okay, disciple will arrange it." Gu Xingyun followed beside him and suddenly thought of something: "Fairy Fei Miao seems to like the incense in Master's room very much. Do you want to give her a few?"
"Hmm? Oh, well, give them all to her. Little Lightning doesn't seem to like that incense. Every time I light it, I have to go over and fan it off. I'm afraid it'll get burned. Speaking of which, did you see Little Lightning this morning? I remember it sleeping on the bed last night."
Gu Xingyun licked his lips and said, "I didn't pay much attention to it. It must have gone out to play. I heard from other disciples that it often runs around in various places in Yuxu Sect and is very lively."
"Oh, quite naughty." Yan Huailiu sighed.
The mountain wind, wrapped in the fragrance of flowers, blew past him. Yan Huailiu's eyes flickered, and after a moment he stopped and said, "Xingyun, can you... go to Dongyue Town again and help me find out if there is any man with a peach blossom birthmark."
He was still thinking about Hongli's original request. It was the first time he felt death so directly, and it was impossible for him not to feel guilty.
Several fragments flashed through Gu Xingyun's mind. He picked up a nearby branch and drew a few strokes on the ground. He asked tentatively, "Is this the birthmark that Master mentioned?"
Yan Huailiu tilted his head to identify it: "That should be it? Where have you seen it before?"
Gu Xingyun coughed and said, "Disciple accidentally saw it. Master, do you still remember the corpse next to the dilapidated temple? He happened to have a birthmark like this on his left buttock."
"A corpse? How could it be..." Yan Huailiu couldn't believe it.
Gu Xingyun told him the news he had heard over the past two days: "There was a man in Dongyue Town who died after his blood was sucked dry. Master, do you remember? He was the butcher's son. His surname was Zhang, and I think his name was Zhang Zhenchuan. I heard he had been doing business outside and had just returned to town a few days before he was killed."
"According to the neighbors, Zhang Zhenchuan had been resting since returning home. That day, after hearing about the strange things happening by the river, he immediately went out to investigate. Before leaving, he happily told his father to cook more food that night because he was going to bring guests back. Unexpectedly, he encountered that monster..."
"Master, do you know this person?" Gu Xingyun asked curiously.
"How could it be? How could it be such a coincidence..." Yan Huailiu murmured softly, leaning against the big tree next to him, trying hard to figure out what had happened.
The husband that Hongli mentioned should be Zhang Zhenchuan.
He must have heard about the strange things happening in the town and guessed that the person was Hongli, so he rushed over overnight to reunite with his wife.
He was even prepared to introduce the red carp to his family.
Who knew that Ye Yan would see it first?
That night, did Hongli see that the person just a few steps away from her was her husband whom she had been thinking about all the time?
They were so close when they were in Dongyue Temple. Did Hongli know that the corpse was the father of the child in her belly?
If she knew that her kindness to Ye Yan would harm their family of three, would she...
Yan Huailiu felt a little uncomfortable. Now, he didn't even have the chance to make compensation.
"Do you know where Zhang Zhenchuan is buried?" Yan Huailiu asked, holding on to the tree trunk and barely standing firm.
Gu Xingyun shook his head: "I don't know why Master asks this?"
"It's nothing, let's go back first." Yan Huailiu's face didn't look very good.
Gu Xingyun grabbed his wrist and said, "Master, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly. Don't keep it in your heart."
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