The sky gradually darkened.
Gu Xingyun has come out of his aggrieved, confused and collapsed mood, and his face shows a calm expression that does not belong to his age.
In just a few hours, he seemed to have been reborn, hiding all his emotions in his bones.
I even felt like knocking on the door: "Master, are you still here? It's getting late. Should we continue to stay here?"
His tone was calm as if the person before was not himself.
Behind him, a strange aura approached quietly.
In Changqing Temple, Yan Huailiu talked from the time the old professor left until he came to this world. He didn't stop even though his lips were dry and chapped.
"Teacher, I will stay here for two years at most, and then I can go back. When the time comes, I will bring your favorite food to pay tribute to you. Please don't think I'm coming back late, I will work hard."
His tears had long since dried up. He knelt on the mat and looked at the clay sculpture with a smile: "I will try my best to complete the task. It's just taking care of a child. Even if I have no experience, I have learned a lot from you. It will definitely not be difficult."
Thinking of those disciples, Yan Huailiu's expression softened a little: "Teacher, they are much more obedient than I was back then. If you saw them, you would definitely like them too."
The statue of Jade Pure Immortal stood there quietly, without any sadness or joy.
Yan Huailiu was silent for a moment, but still kowtowed to him a few times: "I will make sure your disciple has a good ending, and I will do my best to take good care of the Yuxu Sect, please rest assured."
In the end, he was unable to call out "Master" like his original self.
However, after these few hours, he probably guessed his original body's attitude towards Jade Purity Immortal.
I guess it's because he treated Jade Purity True Man as his only relative in the world, just like he treated the old professor, so he did so many wrong things.
He had no intention of defending his original self, but at that moment, he saw too many similarities between the two of them.
"Teacher, I will continue to complete the tasks I should complete. Don't worry, I will definitely hand in a perfect answer this time and will not act on impulse."
He stood up with his knees aching from kneeling, and reached out to hold on to the pillar beside him to steady himself. He looked at the familiar face reluctantly and said, "I will come to see you every now and then. Yours."
It’s great that he finally has some spiritual sustenance in this world.
It won't cause him to really collapse.
Yan Huailiu took a deep breath and raised his hand to remove the barrier.
The thin membrane covering the ear was removed, but the sound did not reappear, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.
Yan Huailiu opened the door of Changqing Temple and called out in confusion, "Gu Xingyun?"
No response was received.
It was completely dark outside. Thick clouds blocked the already faint moonlight, and the air seemed to be filled with a pungent odor.
Yan Huailiu raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose, frowned, and took out the Xuanming Pearl to illuminate it.
What appeared before his eyes was an aura mixed with various colors, black, blood, and blue intertwined. Yan Huailiu squinted his eyes to identify it: "Is this...demon energy? And...corpse energy? No wonder it smells so bad."
During that period, he often stayed in the secret room to read books, and he also had some understanding of this knowledge.
"Gu Xingyun? Gu Xingyun!"
He raised his voice and shouted a few words, but received no response.
Yan Huailiu felt a little flustered.
Could something have happened?
He shouldn't have kicked the kid out, knowing it wasn't safe here.
The state of having familiar people around is completely different from having no one around. Yan Huailiu took a deep breath, tried his best to stay calm, and carefully observed the situation around him.
The evil spirits scattered everywhere seemed to be afraid of him and only dared to circle around him, unable to get close to him at all.
There were two pieces of cloth under the stone tablet on the right. Yan Huailiu quickly walked over and picked them up. His hands were shaking when he touched the bloodstains on them.
It’s over, it’s over, something really happened to Gu Xingyun.
Yan Huailiu turned around and grabbed a handful of incense ash in his hand, extracted the blood drops from the broken steps, mixed the two with spiritual energy, and then took out a piece of talisman paper and wrote with a little awkwardness.
Although it's a bit ugly, it's useful anyway.
Yan Huailiu threw the talisman paper into the air: "Hurry up, find Gu Xingyun!"
The talisman paper seemed to have a spirit. It circled in the air for a few times and then floated rapidly in one direction.
Yan Huailiu quickly caught up.
Dongyue Town was eerily quiet, not at all as lively as it was during the day. There wasn't even a single light on in the entire town.
The talisman paper took him around the town for most of the way, seemed to be hesitant, and suddenly stopped in an open place.
"What's wrong?"
Knowing that the talisman paper couldn't speak, Yan Huailiu still asked.
The talisman paper swayed twice in the air, flew a few meters to the southwest, then retreated and wrapped around Yan Huailiu's wrist, and flew towards the north like crazy for a moment.
Yan Huailiu frowned and followed, tightly grasping the long sword that he had accidentally put into the space bag before, in case of any accidents.
The talisman paper circled several times and actually returned to Changqing Temple.
Just when he thought he had drawn the spell wrong, he discovered that there was a person lying under the empty stone tablet.
When he saw the face clearly, Yan Huailiu ran over quickly: "Gu Xingyun! Gu Xingyun! Wake up!"
His apprentice's face was pale and wet from head to toe, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
Fortunately, the clothes on his body were still intact, except for a few pieces of the sleeves that were torn off.
Yan Huailiu nervously checked his breathing and only breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that he was not dead.
He mobilized his spiritual power to dry his clothes. The sound of breathing in his ears gradually became weaker, and Yan Huailiu was so panicked that his mind went blank.
"What's going on? What should I do? He's drowning. Oh no, he's unconscious. He should be, he should be artificially breathing. Yes, CPR, artificial respiration."
He threw the Wen Yue Sword aside, tore off Gu Xingyun's clothes, and tried hard to think of the first aid knowledge he had learned before.
He reached out and pried open Gu Xingyun's mouth, making sure there was no foreign object inside before proceeding to the next step.
He pressed and breathed again and again until he was almost out of oxygen before a faint cough was heard.
"Gu Xingyun! Are you okay?" Yan Huailiu asked almost close to his face, and even lay on his chest to listen to his heartbeat and breathing.
Gu Xingyun's eyelashes trembled a few times, but he did not wake up, but his breath was obviously much stronger.
Yan Huailiu was worried, so he passed on some spiritual power to him. Only then did he realize that his actions were completely unnecessary!
Wouldn’t it be enough to just transfer the spiritual energy directly?
He helped Gu Xingyun up, sat him down against the stone tablet, and helped him tidy up his clothes.
The fishy smell that I had deliberately ignored before became stronger and stronger.
Yan Huailiu had a cold face as he set up an indestructible barrier for Gu Xingyun. He then picked up the Moon-Questioning Sword and turned around, his eyes fierce: "Come out!"
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