Chapter 179 Night Candle Rules 57 "Xiao Jue, kill me."...
Nanmen Jue did not notice the judge's movements. This was the first time that, in front of her sister, her attention was entirely on another person.
Because she will soon be with her sister forever, and her honesty with Ying Yao may be the only chance she has in her life.
When did she realize that Ying Yao liked her?
This is a difficult question to answer. The way the two of them get along was set from the very beginning and has never changed. Before, Ying Yao treated her as a junior, as a child who needed his care. Later, he treated her as a friend, and then as a pillar in this chaotic and cruel world, as his compass.
Even though she had a bad reputation and refused to explain herself, he still chose to believe her.
At that time, Nanmen Jue thought, "My sister's friend is really a good friend, so he is also her friend."
Nanmen Jue is not good at accepting kindness, but that doesn't mean she doesn't know what's good for her.
As for when she began to realize Ying Yao's feelings for her, she thought it started when Ying Yao's gaze changed from open to restrained.
No one ever liked her, but many were lustful at first sight. Nanmen Jue knew all too well what those people saw in their eyes and what they were thinking.
Humans are all just fair-faced skeletons, a lump of flesh wrapped in a beautiful skin.
But when someone was about to touch her skin, they withdrew their hand.
Nanmen Jue jokingly wondered to himself if Ying Yao was avoiding him because her current social identity was that of a man.
Then she found out it wasn't true.
Ying Yao is not the kind of person who would be trapped by these things. Although it is unknown why he has not expressed it, since he did not bring it up, Nanmen Jue would naturally not take the initiative to bring it up.
In the cycle of reincarnation, one can talk about life and death, strength, and ghosts and gods, but one cannot talk about emotions.
Nanmen Jue thought that if one day she found her sister and had no more worries, she could tell Ying Yao the truth about her situation. At that time, whether she got closer or stayed away, Ying Yao would not interfere.
She never expected that she would find her sister on this day, and Ying Yao's feelings for her would become the only thing she could use.
Flames burned through her bones; the pain was excruciating. Nanmen Jue was used to pain, but she had never experienced such agony before. The pain was intense, and the coldness spread through her bones. She could clearly feel her life force being devoured bit by bit.
"Ying Yao, I'm sorry." After a brief loss of control, Nanmen Jue said softly, it was unclear whether he was apologizing for losing control or for being used.
“Since you know you’re sorry, don’t do this. You’ve always been a bully since you were little, why are you still bullying people now?”
When the familiar voice reached her ears, Nanmen Jue didn't react immediately. She remained silent for a few seconds before her pupils suddenly contracted.
Her whole body stiffened, and even the pain of the burning flames faded from her senses. She thought she was dead, otherwise how could she hear this sound?
Or was it a hallucination before death? Like an old woman seeing her deceased relatives come to pick her up before she dies, except that in her memory, all she heard were Nanmen Yu's words of reprimand, so what she heard was also a reprimand?
However, she soon noticed that Ying Yao's eyes were also looking to the side, as if he had seen something incredible.
Nanmen Jue slowly turned his head. The judge's expression was still so indifferent, but whether there was soulless indifference was obvious to those close to him.
"...What?" Nanmen Jue said in a daze, "Didn't the description of this essential oil say that it needs to be burned for a while? Did I die so quickly?"
"Human cremation takes sixty to ninety minutes. How long will yours take to burn?" The judge's face revealed a cold and domineering expression. Nanmen Jue glanced at him and trembled all over.
That was what she called "Nanmen Yu's expression".
"What's going on?" Nanmen Jue shouted at Zhang Jin, who was stunned behind him. "What happened! Did you do this again?!"
She wanted to say something to Nanmen Yu, and she had some questions to ask, but she didn't want to talk to a mannequin controlled by some unknown thing!
Even though it was a simulated dummy, she didn't want to get angry at Nanmen Yu anymore. Overwhelming anger surged towards Zhang Jin. Facing those bloodshot eyes buried in blue flames, Zhang Jin actually felt a chill.
Even when he learned of Nanmen Yu's death, Nanmen Jue did not show this expression.
"I...I don't know." He stammered.
Nanmen Yu did indeed die at his hands; he watched her breathe her last. What's going on now?
Is there some kind of prop that can awaken a person's soul?
Zhang Jin glanced up discreetly, but the gods gave no instructions. He could only keep a close watch on the strange brother and sister.
“Nanmen Yu,” Ying Yao said in a hoarse voice.
“Ying Yao,” Nanmen Yu said, “thank you for the guardian banner you gave me before, but the conditions for using it were a bit harsh, which is why I was able to appear only now.”
"...So it was a spirit-guarding banner." Ying Yao hadn't been completely ruined by grief, and vaguely recalled, "It can protect a person's consciousness... for ten minutes."
Because what Nanmen Yu does is always very dangerous, as she saves the indigenous people and is hunted by extreme reincarnators, Ying Yao gave her a few things to protect her life just in case. This is why he never seemed particularly worried when Nanmen Yu went missing.
He thought that Nanmen Yu could at least leave something behind, something that would allow him to find a way to save her.
Unexpectedly, Nanmen Yu was targeted by Zhang Jin. With the help of the main god, Zhang Jin used methods that were difficult for ordinary reincarnators to resist.
Nanmen Jue was filled with hatred, and so was he.
He desperately wanted to kill Zhang Jin, not only for Nanmen Jue, but also for Nanmen Yu.
“It can only restore consciousness for ten minutes, and the triggering condition is…” Nanmen Yu paused, then looked at Nanmen Jue, “being burned again by the Nirvana Essential Oil that transforms flesh into spirit.”
Nanmen Jue opened his mouth, "So, you were also..."
“I didn’t die from Nirvana Oil, I was just burned by Nirvana Oil after I died.” Nanmen Yu said calmly, as if she were talking about someone else. “Based on my personal experience, a person’s consciousness can still exist for six minutes after death. Zhang Jin extracted my consciousness after I became a spirit.”
"..." Ying Yao was speechless. "You counted every second?"
"I don't think Zhang Jin would specifically help me count." Nanmen Jue raised her hand and habitually pushed her nose bridge. She used to wear glasses when she was working, but this time she pushed it and missed. She paused for a moment and then put her hand down.
Nanmen Jue revealed a smile that was ashen in his face. "You're really something, Nanmen Yu. Even at this point, you're still sacrificing yourself for medicine. The problem is, no one will believe your conclusions. Why don't you go back and write an SCI paper?"
"Does the discovery lose its meaning without a paper?" Nanmen Yu looked up at Nanmen Jue.
After such a long separation in their respective times, they finally saw each other again.
Nanmen Jue's eyes softened, almost as if she was about to cry. That's how people are. When she faced Nanmen Yu's corpse, she wasn't this vulnerable, but now, seeing the same eyes that were no different from Nanmen Yu's in the past, all her emotions surged up.
Resentment, hatred, anger, joy, rage, love.
It seemed that there were too many things left unsaid between her and Nanmen Yu, yet it also seemed that there was nothing left to say.
Nanmen Jue choked up, almost calling out "sister," but Nanmen Yu coldly said, "You've still made a complete mess of things."
Nanmen Jue: ...
She smirked. "Even with only ten minutes, you're still going to lecture me?"
“You’ve invested all your resources and energy in the least profitable endeavor. Even if you protect my soul, it will all be meaningless if you and Ying Yao both die here,” Nanmen Yu said.
“Meaning, meaning, you’re still the same. You talk about meaning in everything. The things I care about, you either don’t care about or you devalue to nothing, even your soul.” Nanmen Jue said angrily, “That’s your soul! Is that something meaningless?”
"I didn't mean..."
"Then what do you want me to do? You and Ying Yao both said I shouldn't have done this. Do you expect me to just watch your soul disappear before my eyes? Are you telling me I should kill you and become a selfless hero who sacrifices his own family for others? Nanmen Yu, if you could do that, why would you be here!"
Tears mixed with blood dripped into the flames from Nanmen Yu's face.
"Weren't you so desperate after seeing my brain cancer diagnosis that you were almost dying, which is why you were sucked in here? Before finding a way to save me, you'd rather suffer here while I worry and go crazy outside. Now you're speaking so righteously and grandly, what else do you want to say? That I don't care about the big picture? Then let's switch roles. I don't believe you can just stand by and watch me die!"
Nanmen Jue's outburst shocked everyone. This boy, who always wore a sarcastic smile and was cold even when angry, suddenly erupted with such intense rage, as if tearing her heart apart and pulling out the things that made her want to vomit. Even the flames on her body were shaken off for a moment before slowly closing up again.
Nanmen Yu shut his mouth, and in the silence, only the fire on Nanmen Jue's body continued to burn.
Ying Yao said urgently, "Quickly turn it off!"
The fire had been burning for so long that, in the instant the flames were shaken apart, it was clear that Nanmen Jue's figure had become somewhat transparent.
Seeing that Nanmen Jue did not move, Ying Yao turned to look at Nanmen Yu. Although he did not speak, his eyes were full of pleading.
Nanmen Yu stared at him for a moment and said, "No matter what, you shouldn't bully Ying Yao like this."
Nanmen Jue pursed his lips.
Nanmen Yu added, "I've said it many times: using your superior resources to coerce others is bullying them. Their love for you is the resource you possess."
"Alright, stop playing the role of a responsible parent. No one's going to give you a banner of appreciation." Nanmen Jue downplayed the issue. "I've said it many times, I've never bullied anyone. Everyone I've beaten up was the one who provoked me first."
“You are stronger than them, you have the power of violence, and you should stop violence, not resort to even greater violence,” Nanmen Yu said.
Nanmen Jue said, "Is this your reason for never laying a hand on me, even though you could beat me to a pulp?"
“Yes,” Nanmen Yu’s eyes once again revealed the expression of a young, elite chief physician, calm and sharp.
Nanmen Jue wanted to laugh, but blood gushed from her throat. She spat it out as if she were scoffing at the idea.
However, as she spat out the blood, it was as if she had expelled her last breath. Her face paled and withered, revealing a deathly pale complexion.
"Enough with the nonsense. With so many onlookers, can we talk behind closed doors when we get back?" she said. "Tell me what I should do. You've saved so many people and have so many life-saving items. Since you've woken up, you must have a way to save yourself, right?"
Hearing her say that, a glimmer of hope flashed in Ying Yao's eyes.
The golden item that Nanmen Yu obtained was very strange; apart from herself, no one knew what its functions were.
What if, what if?
Zhang Jin and the God of War both thought Nanmen Yu was dead, but she still reappeared.
This is Nanmen Yu, a white-robed saint walking in the apocalypse!
Nanmen Yu raised her eyes, calmly glanced at Ying Yao, and then looked at Nanmen Jue.
Although she was disciplining Nanmen Jue, she never made him stop the flames of the Nirvana Essential Oil. The flames were not unstoppable, but like all high-level items, they would leave irreversible damage.
Nanmen Jue met her gaze, his eyes brimming with hope.
As long as there's a way to save her—
“Xiao Jue, kill me,” Nanmen Yu said.
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Author's note: I'm trying my best! I'm trying my best!
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