◎He jumped heavily.◎
After eating and drinking his fill, Anjiu finally felt a little more energetic.
I leaned lazily against the head of the bed, my whole body still aching from being shaken around all day.
Not wanting to move, she poked the system in her mind.
"System, show me where Pei Ji is now."
The garbage system silently displayed a picture in front of her eyes.
A figure appeared in the picture, it was Pei Ji.
However, his condition at the moment did not seem to be very good. His handsome face turned frighteningly pale, without a trace of blood.
He was sitting in a room, and judging by the furnishings inside, it seemed to be a standard room in an inn.
An Jiu was a little surprised that he actually followed her.
When she received the note, she thought he was just warning her. But judging from the situation in the picture, he was probably in the same town with her.
An Jiu stared at the pale face of the man in the picture and couldn't help but ask, "Is he crazy? There are so many people here, isn't he afraid of being discovered?"
System: [He is a madman. ]
At this time, the scene changed. Someone walked in from outside the house. It was Pei Ji's personal servant Ah Qi.
Ah Qi frowned tightly and said as soon as he entered the door, "Master, I have sent the things over. There are no mistakes."
Pei Ji opened his slightly closed eyes and said with thin lips: "That's good." After a pause, he asked again, "Did she eat the food?"
Ah Qi nodded: "Miss An used it all and accepted the medicine without telling anyone else."
Pei Ji's lips curled up slightly when he heard this.
Ah Qi looked at him and suddenly said, "Young Master, please don't think I'm talking too much. It's just that Ah Qi has been with you for so many years and has never seen you like this. Miss An's life is indeed important, but it's not necessary for you to come here in person. You are still absorbing the Bodhi seeds. If something goes wrong, you will go crazy..."
Absorbing Bodhi seeds is not such an easy task. It requires seclusion in a quiet place where one will not be disturbed.
It was because Fei Chen knew this that he did not stay with An Jiu and wait for the opportunity, but chose to look for Qiansha Pavilion.
They all believed that Xian Wuming would return to his own nest after stealing the Bodhi seeds.
But who could have thought that he had been following An Jiu all the time and was so bold as to absorb Bodhi seeds while running around?
Hearing what Ah Qi said, Pei Ji frowned slightly and said calmly: "No need to say more, just go out."
Seeing him like this, Ah Qi sighed helplessly.
Since meeting Miss An, the young master has changed a lot. Sometimes he can't figure out whether the young master's attention to Miss An comes from her ability to save his life, or is simply out of his inner feelings.
Ah Qi only hopes it is the former.
The moment Ah Qi left the room, he did not notice that the fingertips of the young man in white sitting behind him suddenly trembled.
An Jiu could see it clearly through the system screen.
Her eyes widened instantly, realizing something, and blurted out, "He's been poisoned!"
But wasn't it only twenty days since the last attack? His attack only happened once a month, so why did it happen earlier?
The system could hear An Jiu's thoughts and answered at the right time: [The higher Pei Ji's martial arts skills are, the smoother his blood circulation is, and the faster the toxins in his body spread. Previously, most of the toxins were sealed in his legs. Now that his legs are healed, the toxins will break out more and more frequently in the future.]
After An Jiu got the answer, he was still stunned. It took him a while to come back to his senses: "So that's how it is..."
So he became so crazy at the end of his previous life, instead of lying dormant like in the early stages?
When An Jiu was reading the book, he thought that the author deliberately lowered the intelligence of the villain. Otherwise, why would the villain who was written so smart in the early part suddenly become stupid in the later part?
So this is the reason.
An Jiu couldn't help but think of a question.
At the end of the article, Pei Ji wants to marry Lin Qingyan... Is it what he really wants or is it a decision he made without a clear mind?
Although his favorability towards her is currently 75, according to the system's assessment, it has already reached the level of liking her.
But An Jiu still wanted to know whether Pei Ji had ever liked Lin Qingyan.
In his previous life, Lin Qingyan killed him. Pei Ji was such a vengeful person, but after his rebirth, he never thought of revenge and was still very caring towards Lin Qingyan... An Jiu was a little worried that once he went crazy, he would return to his old ways.
The system interrupted: [Aren’t you jealous? ]
An Jiu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "How is it possible? They are all characters in the book, not real. Don't worry, I just want to go home."
As she said this, the girl's expression remained unchanged, and her naturally affectionate peach blossom eyes were clear and bright.
The system was silent for a moment, and then said: [You have a really hard heart.]
"Thank you for the compliment," An Jiu said with a smile, "Didn't you assign this task to me? I've done my job conscientiously, why don't you praise me?"
The system is silent.
An Jiu didn't care and continued watching the projection screen.
In fact, there was nothing to see. Pei Ji had suffered from the poison twice in front of her, and An Jiu knew what he looked like when the poison attacked him.
However, this time the poison seemed to be more aggressive than the previous two times. Pei Ji staggered onto the bed. In the time it took him to walk from the table to the bed, his snow-white robe was already soaked with sweat.
It was summer, and the weather was hot. He was not wearing much, and his wet clothes stuck to his waist and back. White cloth was the most transparent, and the man's tight muscles were clearly visible through the translucent clothes.
The waist is very thin, forming a golden inverted triangle with the shoulders. The texture of the waist is also very beautiful, and you can even vaguely see a little texture depression through the folds of the fabric, which seems to be called a mermaid line?
In short, it's not just ordinary sexy.
Anjiu let out a small “wow”.
Pei Ji looked gentle and elegant, and he had been sitting in a wheelchair. She thought he was very thin, but she didn't expect him to be so secretive?
While An Jiu was admiring the beauty, the man sat down on the edge of the bed and began to take off his sweaty clothes with trembling hands.
His handsome face had completely lost its color, making his eyes appear even darker, like a deep pool without any light, as if it could drown a person.
His crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, probably because he was in pain.
When only his underwear was left, Pei Ji stopped and slowly lay down on the bed.
His undergarments were also pure white, unlike his outer robes, which occasionally had inconspicuous patterns embroidered with silver thread on the hems and cuffs, making them look elegant, restrained, and low-key. His undergarments were completely white, without a single color.
Lying there, she was like a blooming white camellia, so pure and flawless.
Layers of sweat flowed from his skin, wetting his temples. The man pursed his lips tightly, without making any sound, as if he was just asleep, not in great pain.
If it weren't for the occasional spasm-like twitching and the uncontrollable blue veins popping out at the corners of his eyes and neck, An Jiu might have really thought that his poison attack was fake.
But she knew it wasn't.
She knew how painful he would be when the poison took effect. The last time in Wuyin Temple, Pei Ji even begged her when he was unconscious.
An Jiu suddenly felt like a wounded child.
If there was someone around to rely on, he would show how much pain he was in. But when there was no one around, he would just grit his teeth and endure it, not wanting to show any weakness.
The thought flashed through my mind and disappeared in an instant.
An Jiu lowered his eyes and slowly retracted his gaze, saying to the system: "Don't look at it anymore, just turn it off."
The system was about to shut down as instructed, but An Jiu suddenly spoke again: "Wait... zoom in a little bit."
The system didn't understand why, but it still did as she asked.
The picture zoomed in, and only then could we see the man's pale lips opening and closing slightly, as if he was unconsciously saying something. But he didn't say anything, and An Jiu couldn't hear him.
An Jiu stared at the moving lips, frowning slightly. Suddenly Pei Ji opened his eyes and looked forward.
Because the picture was so close, when he opened his eyes, the two of them seemed to be looking into each other's eyes from a very short distance.
An Jiu was startled and subconsciously tilted his face back.
Then she realized belatedly that he couldn't see her at all. When she looked again, the man's dark eyes had become hazy, and it was obvious that he was no longer awake.
An Jiu breathed a sigh of relief. After being frightened like that, he didn't feel like watching any more. He turned his face away and waved his hand: "Turn it off, turn it off. I won't watch it anymore."
System: [OK.]
At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the screen: "An..."
With a beep, the projection turned off and the man disappeared.
An Jiu was stunned on the spot. After a long time, she blinked gently and pulled the corner of her mouth: "System, are you sure he can't see me?"
System: [Can’t see.]
An Jiu fell silent again.
So, even if he loses all his will and becomes a madman without reason, will he still remember her?
For some reason, Anjiu's heart, which had always been calm, suddenly beat violently at this moment.
After waking up from a good sleep, I still had to travel the next day.
Fortunately, Anjiu had applied some medicine, I don’t know what it was, but after just one night, Anjiu’s rubbed legs were almost healed.
My whole body still feels a little sore, but it’s not too unbearable.
The group continued to travel westward without stopping, and after five days they finally passed the border. This was considered to be the border of the Western Region, but it was still two days away from the Demon Cult's lair.
At this point, the news has most likely already reached the Demon Cult.
After all, there were so many of them, and it was impossible to hide it when so many martial artists went out of seclusion and headed to the Western Regions together.
The Demon Cult must have planted spies in the Central Plains. They didn't believe that the Demon Cult was unaware of their coming in such a high-profile manner.
Just as everyone thought, the Demon Cult had already received the news.
As early as the day they set out, the Demon Cult leader Hua Xuan received a message.
However, knowing that a group of martial arts masters were coming to attack him, Hua Xuan didn't care at all. He even held a banquet in the huge Demon Palace to celebrate the emergence of the previous saint, his mother.
The Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult holds a high status, and the previous Holy Maiden had a great reputation, simply because she was a genius in using poison. To this day, many old members of the cult still remember the horrific methods used by the previous Holy Maiden.
When people learned that the saint was seriously injured and died, many of them felt fortunate.
Hua Mei is a very sinister and cruel person. Even within the Demon Sect, her reputation is mixed, and she is feared by everyone.
Now I suddenly know that the Saint is not dead, but has been in seclusion for cultivation.
PanPan
Now that he has finally recovered and come out of seclusion, the entire Demon Cult has different thoughts.
Some people think that the previous saint was too cruel, and Hua Mei is a real crazy woman who will kill anyone who doesn't get what she wants. She never considers the identity of the person when she kills, and she will kill if she wants to, even if it is a maid who has served her for many years, she will not care about the old relationship.
Although the people in the Demon Cult are full of evil and killing is common, there has never been a woman as cruel and vicious as Hua Mei.
Generally, saints provide assistance to the leader to resist foreign enemies, but Hua Mei is different. She kills more of her own people.
Of course, there are also some people in the Demon Cult who have never seen Hua Mei and think that it is a good time for Saint Hua Mei to come out of seclusion.
The righteous people of Central Plains came to attack them with great fanfare, and some people were worried for a while, but now when they heard that Hua Mei was still alive, they all felt relieved.
With the presence of Saint Hua Mei, it is just right to deal with those hypocritical and righteous people.
Someone brought up this matter at the banquet.
"Oh? The Central Plains martial artists are coming to attack my demon sect? Son, why didn't you tell me about this?"
On the high platform, a middle-aged woman with a pale and thin face and fine lines around the eyes spoke slowly.
The woman was wearing a green dress. Green is a very fresh and elegant color, but when worn by a woman, it did not look gentle at all. It was because she had a pair of particularly gloomy eyes. Her face was as bleak as a person who had not seen the sun for a long time. Her eyes made her look particularly cold.
Not to mention the two flickering lights in his pupils, like two faint ghost fires, swaying weakly when blown by the wind, but they could not be extinguished.
Everyone she stares at has the illusion that they are being stared at by a ghost.
The woman was none other than the previous Saint Hua Mei.
Hua Mei used to have a bright and pretty face, but nearly twenty years of imprisonment and twenty years of torture turned her into a mad woman who was neither human nor ghost, and completely lost her youthful beauty.
When she regained consciousness, she looked like a skeleton. She walked out of the stone prison where she had been imprisoned for twenty years, and the sunlight fell on her, almost blinding her eyes.
After a long period of self-cultivation, she finally behaved like a decent person and was finally willing to go out and meet people.
Hua Xuan sat on the leader's seat at the top, still wearing the hideous and terrifying evil ghost mask on his face.
He sighed softly and said gently, "Mother, I don't want to disturb your cultivation."
Hua Mei seemed not to hear his words, and continued to ask: "How many people came from the Central Plains? Are there people from Medicine King Valley? Is Pei Zhou here? Is he here too?"
By the end of the question, she could no longer control her words, and her voice became shrill and sharp, like the howling of a wild beast.
She opened her eyes wide, with streaks of bright red blood bursting out of the whites of her eyeballs. She stared at Hua Xuan intently, as if trying to force an answer out of him.
Hua Xuan held a wine glass in his hand, and his voice was still as patient as ever: "Mother, I have already told you that Pei Zhou is dead. He died ten years ago."
The woman stared at him for a long while, then suddenly shouted, "You're lying! You're lying! How could he die? He hates me so much, how could he not come to see me!"
She lost her mind and rushed forward to catch him, "No, I gave birth to his child. Xuan'er, come with me to find your father. Let's go find your father. He won't abandon us mother and son..."
Hua Xuan moved his fingertips slightly, and several figures jumped out from nowhere, covered Hua Mei's mouth and nose and pulled her away from the banquet.
Hua Xuan drank the wine in the glass, put it down, and turned to look down.
When he was talking to Hua Mei just now, the conversations of the believers below gradually died down. When Hua Mei went crazy, even the musician who was playing the piano stopped and looked at the mother and son fearfully.
"Why are you all looking at me? Keep playing and singing." Hua Xuan said lazily.
Then the singing sounded again, and the sounds of churchgoers chatting and clinking glasses filled the hall again, but it always gave people a feeling of forced smile.
Hua Xuan looked at the scene of clinking glasses below, his face hidden under the mask full of boredom.
The party was ruined.
How boring.
Hua Mei is a lunatic, Hua Xuan has known this for a long time. Hua Qing wants to save Hua Mei, and Hua Xuan has no choice but to do it.
But he didn't expect that Hua Mei after she woke up was even crazier than when she was unconscious.
She has now become a sober madman. Nothing about Zhongyuan can be mentioned in front of her, because once it is mentioned, she will think of that man and go to find her lover.
A sad and pitiful mad woman.
If it were just that, it would be fine. It is not impossible for him to let her live out her life in peace. After all, she is Hua Xuan's mother.
However, Hua Qing died.
Hua Qing wanted to learn poison techniques from Hua Mei, but Hua Mei didn't have such a good temper.
After she came out of the prison, she accidentally looked in the mirror and saw her skinny face. Then she saw Hua Qing holding poison and asking her for advice. Looking at that youthful face, Hua Mei went crazy. Her poison skills were indeed the best in the world. Hua Qing died in her hands within half an hour.
After learning about this, Hua Xuan wanted to kill her the first thing he did.
She has gone completely crazy. Keeping this lunatic in the cult will do nothing but cause trouble.
And a saint who had already been trained was lost in vain.
It's a pity that the Demonic Cult cannot do without a Saint.
Just at this time, news came from the Central Plains. Hua Xuan thought about it and made a decision.
Hua Mei deserves to die, but not now.
Before she died, she could still play a small role.
Hua Xuan left the banquet early before it was over. He came to the place where Hua Mei was imprisoned. It was a high attic with no ladder leading down. To go up and down, one had to rely on light skills.
After Hua Mei poisoned Hua Qing, Hua Xuan destroyed her Dantian and locked her up in the attic when he had nothing to do.
Before he approached the attic, Hua Xuan heard a woman's hysterical roar in the night sky.
His expression remained unchanged as he flew up to the attic and walked to the wide-open door. He could see the room was littered with broken porcelain pieces and a mess.
Ever since Hua Mei moved in, this house has never been clean.
Seeing Hua Xuan's figure, Hua Mei finally regained some sanity. She stared at Hua Xuan's eyes, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.
"Son, you're here."
Hua Xuan narrowed his dark eyes and said coldly, "Don't look at me like that."
Maybe it was because his eyes looked very similar to that man's. This crazy woman always stared at his eyes. Whenever Hua Xuan saw her eyes like that, he felt disgusted.
"Son, why do you talk to me like that? I am your mother." Hua Mei said.
Hua Xuan raised a hand and smiled nonchalantly: "Really?"
When he smiled, Hua Mei couldn't help but shudder and completely sobered up. She still remembered how Hua Xuan had destroyed her martial arts Dantian that day, so mercilessly.
But the most important thing is that when he smiles, he no longer looks like Pei Zhou.
A trace of visible regret flashed across Hua Mei's eyes.
Hua Xuan's eyes turned even colder, but he managed to hold it back and said with a smile, "Mother, I got some news. It is said that someone from Medicine King Valley has indeed come this time."
Hua Mei's eyes lit up: "Who is it?"
She never believed that Pei Zhou was dead. How could a man like Pei Zhou die?
He hated her so much that Pei Zhou would not die until he saw her die. Hua Mei was very sure of this.
"Pei Zhou's son, Pei Ji." Hua Xuan said.
Hua Mei was stunned for a moment, but soon she reacted, her face twisted like a ghost: "It's the son of that bitch Xia Yan, isn't it?"
She strode towards Hua Xuan, but Hua Xuan would not let her go crazy. When she approached, he waved his palm and Hua Mei fell to the ground violently.
There were still broken pieces of porcelain scattered on the floor, and she knelt down among the pieces, her palms and knees were pierced, and bright red blood flowed out. But she seemed to feel no pain at all, and just looked up at Hua Xuan, her sunken eyes filled with deep hatred.
"Why isn't that bitch's son dead yet? He's still alive! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!"
Hua Xuan curved his lips and smiled gently, "Mother, you will be able to see him soon. Go, kill him, kill them."
With so many martial arts masters coming together, no matter how high Hua Xuan thinks of himself, he doesn't think he can resist them alone.
The Demon Cult is not as rich as the Central Plains. This place is vast and sparsely populated. Not many people are willing to stay in this bitter and cold place. The masters in the cult can be counted on two hands. Although there are many followers below, most of them are hooligans who just want to make a living and are of no use.
Therefore, the saint has to take action.
On the second day after An Jiu and his group entered the desert, when they could already see Mingguang Mountain, the place where the evil cult was located at the end of the world, from afar, Lin Qingyan received Pei Ji's reply.
"Pei Ji said he would come too, but he would be a step slower than us. Let us go first and he will follow later." Lin Qingyan said.
An Jiu blurted out: "What is he doing here? A cripple, coming here to die?"
Lin Qingyan touched her nose and before she could speak, He Ziqing said, "Brother Pei is a great doctor. I heard that there is a saint girl in the Demon Cult who kills people with poison. If Brother Pei were here, he could also help us detoxify."
An Jiu pursed his lips and muttered softly: "That doesn't need him..."
Someone nearby heard their conversation and interrupted, "Young lady, you are not even from the martial arts world, how can you say that about Dr. Pei? Dr. Pei's medical skills are unparalleled in the world, and he can be of great use to us."
After he finished speaking, he looked at An Jiu meaningfully.
His words implied that she was useless.
An Jiu glared at the man angrily, and when she saw that Lin Qingyan and He Ziqing didn't speak for her, she stomped her feet and ran away.
After the girl's red skirt disappeared in the tent, Lin Qingyan explained: "This senior doesn't know that An Jiu is actually worried about Dr. Pei. She is just like that. She is not forgiving with her words, but she has a good heart."
He Ziqing also nodded repeatedly, agreeing with Lin Qingyan.
Having said that, Lin Qingyan was still a little surprised.
In her impression, An Jiu is not the kind of person who gets angry easily. Why would he get angry just because of what someone said to him?
She thought she should go and comfort him. As soon as she reached the tent, she heard a girl's angry curse coming from inside: "Damn Pei Ji, will you die if you write me a letter back?"
"You stinky man, I will never write to you again next time!"
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