Chapter 63 Chapter 63 Do I have to eat sesame cakes every day...
Jiang Caiyu sat quietly in the night without turning on the lights.
This shouldn't be the case, he thought.
The moonlight filtering through the window was a shade cooler than usual. Jiang Caiyu reached out to grasp it, then opened her palm, finding it empty.
He blamed himself, he thought. He hadn't seen Ye Nanque before, and now Ye Nanque couldn't see him either. It seemed like he deserved the cold treatment he received.
But why did my hand open the box involuntarily?
Jiang Caiyu fumbled with the contents of the wooden box for a long time, muttering to herself, "I'll make another mistake this time."
There wasn't much to pack. Ye Nanque, concerned about the poison in Mu Jiulin's body, planned to go with him to the Holy Medical Sect at dawn. Before leaving the mountain, he had to say goodbye to Jiang Caiyu. Mu Jiulin and Jiang Caiyu weren't on good terms, and Ye Nanque feared any unnecessary trouble would arise from their meeting. So, he asked Mu Jiulin to wait while he went to see Jiang Caiyu alone.
After listening to his words, Jiang Caiyu didn't say much. She just drank a cup of tea with him and said that she had a few magical instruments to give to him as a token of her master's appreciation.
It was normal for the master to give a disciple a few magic weapons when he went down the mountain, and Ye Nanque had no doubts.
Jiang Caiyu touched something with her hand, and the bookcase opened automatically, revealing a secret passage leading downwards.
Jiang Caiyu said, "Follow me."
Ye Nanque took a look and stood there without moving.
Jiang Caiyu glanced sideways: "Why, don't you believe me?"
Ye Nanque smiled and said, "How could that be?"
How come there's a secret passage in Jiang Caiyu's room? I've never heard him mention it before.
Ye Nanque followed Jiang Caiyu into the secret passage. Every few steps, a wall lamp would light up automatically, which was really novel.
As he walked, Ye Nanque smelled a familiar scent and stopped involuntarily. He laughed dryly and asked, "Master, where are we going?"
Jiang Caiyu said, "Just go a little further and you'll be there."
Ye Nanque said, "This is such a good thing. I'll go call Junior Brother Mu and ask him to open his eyes with me."
Ye Nanque turned around and walked back the way he came, pretending to be nonchalant, but in fact he was saying in his heart: Dead legs, hurry up.
If he hadn't smelled it correctly, it was the same scent he'd smelled in the Demon Prison during the first round, the legendary soul-stealing incense that could erase a person's memory. He'd returned two hours early during the second round, and Jiang Caiyu hadn't yet given the soul-stealing incense to Mu Jiulin.
But how could he smell the scent of soul-sucking incense here? Ye Nanque didn't dare to think too deeply, he only knew that his top priority was to leave here quickly.
As he walked, Jiang Caiyu, who was supposed to be behind him, appeared in front of him, blocking his way.
Ye Nanque calmed his mind and regulated his breathing, so that the soul-sucking incense would not affect him so quickly. He pretended to be calm and composed on the surface: "Master, how did you get ahead of me?"
Jiang Caiyu said, "I took another fork in the road."
Ye Nanque smiled: "So that's how it is."
He waited for Jiang Caiyu to move aside, but Jiang Caiyu just stood in the way, as if deliberately blocking his way. Ye Nanque was already feeling a little dizzy, and subconsciously tightened his grip on Wuyin.
Jiang Caiyu glanced at it calmly and said, "This secret passage is a relic of the battlefield. It leads to a road outside Yingzhou Island. At the end of the road is a small boat. We can leave here by boat. Since you like to travel around, I am willing to accompany you."
Ye Nanque was slightly taken aback, pretending not to understand: "Of course, Master has always liked quietness. If you are interested in leaving the island occasionally, that would be great."
There was a slight sweat on his forehead. The soul-capturing incense eroded his will and made him lose his mind. He was about to be unable to resist.
Jiang Caiyu approached him with silent steps: "Nan Que, why aren't you breathing?"
Ye Nanque said, "It's very dusty here, I'm not used to it."
Jiang Caiyu had a faint smile on her lips, almost making Ye Nanque think he was mistaken: "How long can you resist?"
This was already clear, and Ye Nanque was puzzled, deeply puzzled. He racked his brains but couldn't figure out why Jiang Caiyu would use the Soul-Snatching Incense on him. Did he accidentally offend Jiang Caiyu in some way? Jiang Caiyu was not the kind of petty person, perhaps there was a misunderstanding between them.
Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. He seemed to have said this word countless times since the beginning of the second round. What was wrong? How could there be so many misunderstandings?
Ye Nanque didn't want to fight with Jiang Caiyu: "Master, please give way. If I have done anything wrong, I will apologize to you after we get out of this secret passage."
Jiang Caiyu remained motionless, her voice very soft: "You are not wrong, I am wrong."
Ye Nanque was helpless and moved his sword: "Master, please forgive me."
As soon as he raised the sword, he felt something was wrong. It was as if his spiritual power was blocked and clogged in his meridians, making it impossible to use it.
There was something wrong with that cup of tea that Jiang Caiyu handed to him personally!
"Master, why..."
Ye Nanque didn't move, but Jiang Caiyu was already in front of him. She raised her hand and placed it on the back of his neck, pressing on the acupoints. Ye Nanque couldn't even stand.
He only heard Jiang Caiyu say, "From now on, it's just you and me. I won't look at anyone else but you, okay?"
Ye Nanque was shocked, but he couldn't answer. He shook his head with his limited strength. The breath of the soul-stealing incense took away people's memories. Ye Nanque was still wondering what Mu Jiulin would do. Would he feel that he had broken his promise? Would he be angry that he broke his promise? He promised to walk with Mu Jiulin. And, there was the rotten grass on Mu Jiulin's body...
Soon, he couldn't even remember who Mu Jiulin was.
The recent autumn has been chilly and rainy. A new family moved into Lianjiaqiao, and they were quite mysterious. On the day they moved in, a horse-drawn carriage drove straight into the courtyard, leaving no one able to see clearly who was there.
Chu'er was lying on the wall with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth. He took advantage of his small size to secretly watch the new things.
As soon as the carriage stopped, a tall, thin, cold-looking man came down from it, holding an umbrella. The man was not in a hurry to go into the house. He lifted the curtain and carried out another man who was equally thin and handsome from the carriage. However, the one who appeared later seemed to be asleep, leaning on the shoulder of the one in front. His breathing was even and long, his face was soft and white, and his lips were plump, just like a young master from a noble family who was always taken care of.
Although Lianjiaqiao was a small place, it was a transit point for people from all directions. There were all kinds of people there. Chu'er had seen all kinds of people since he was a child, and he could tell at a glance that this person must be a disciple from that immortal sect. With such appearance and such temperament, he was definitely not an ordinary disciple. Especially the sleeping one, he made people unable to look away.
Chu'er bit the grass in his mouth and didn't dare to make any sound, but the cold-faced man raised his eyes as if helped by God, and their eyes met. That look made him sweat all over and almost fall off the wall.
But the man said nothing, just moved his fingers, and fog suddenly appeared in the yard. Chu'er could not see anything, so he jumped down the wall and ran home.
He shouted, "Mom, it was two men, two men who moved here."
If he were still in the yard, he could see some good shows.
For example, the handsome man woke up quickly, rubbed his head and didn't speak for a long time, his face full of confusion. After thinking for a long time, the man next to him handed him a cup of tea: "It's hot, drink carefully."
He said "thank you" and drank his tea, feeling that something was wrong. He stopped drinking halfway and smiled awkwardly: "Uh... strange, why do I seem to... even forget who I am? Who... who are you?"
The man said, "It's not surprising. You and I were fighting demons together, and you were injured by the demon. You lost your memory, and therefore forgot everything that happened before, even yourself."
"I see."
"I am your master Jiang Caiyu, and you are my only disciple, Ye Nanque. We live in seclusion here, and we cannot reveal our real names to anyone except each other."
"Ye Nanque, Jiang Caiyu." These two names do sound familiar.
The person in front of me spoke seriously and didn't seem to be lying. Although it sounded a little bit childish, it should be true.
Ye Nanque opened his mouth, trying to adapt: "Jiang... Teacher Jiang?"
"Master." Jiang Caiyu corrected: "You have called me Master since you were young."
Master...it sounds even more childish. What's going on...is this a normal name? I think so...
Ye Nanque spoke again: "Master?"
Jiang Caiyu smiled and looked at him gently: "Well, I'm here."
There was something wrong with the atmosphere. Ye Nanque blinked and looked around: "Well, well, then... what are we doing in seclusion here?"
Jiang Caiyu: "You like to travel around, so we will stay here for three months."
Ye Nanque seemed to understand: "Ah, that's it."
As he was talking, he felt a little hungry. He looked around the room and saw that there seemed to be only a pot of tea on the table.
Ye Nanque asked: "When are we going to eat?"
Jiang Caiyu was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting him to ask this question: "You and I have already been fasting."
"Ah? Fasting? Are you talking about me?" This time it was Ye Nanque's turn to be stunned.
Bigu? Bigu means not eating? Are you kidding? Although he couldn't remember who he was, his sixth sense told him that he was not the kind of person who would voluntarily practice Bigu to purify his six senses.
This was very suspicious. Was this person really his master? Was he lying to him?
Ye Nanque silently moved to the side, putting some distance between him and Jiang Caiyu. "Really... uh, I'm fasting? Not eating anything at all? Maybe... you remembered it wrong?"
Jiang Caiyu said seriously, "I eat it a few times a year."
Ha, this is a lifesaver. Why is this person so abstract? How many times a year can he eat? What kind of vicious sect rule is this?
Ye Nanque wanted to escape. He was sure that the person in front of him was not a good person.
Although he looks good and kind, he doesn't feed people. How can a person who doesn't feed people be a good person? It's useless no matter how kind he looks.
Ye Nanque moved to the side again and swallowed: "Oh, I'm really hungry, I want to eat something."
Jiang Caiyu was also a little puzzled. He felt that the Ye Nanque who had woken up was a little different from the one he remembered, but... interesting. Perhaps it was because he had left the Yu Jian Sect and forgotten the old rules. Without the constraints of the sect, Ye Nanque seemed more like his true self.
Jiang Caiyu said, "I didn't think it through. I'll go buy it for you."
The attitude is quite sincere.
"You...just stay here, don't run around, wait for me to come back."
Ye Nanque thought, since he knew nothing now, it would be safer to follow this person, so he might as well follow him for now.
He nodded obediently. "Yeah, I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere. But...can I go for a walk in the yard?"
Jiang Caiyu smiled and said yes.
As soon as Jiang Caiyu left, Ye Nanque found an umbrella and wandered around the yard. The yard was quite beautiful, with rockery and strange rocks. If Jiang Caiyu was a bad person, he would not let him live in such a nice place, right?
He walked around for a long time and realized that something was wrong.
This house has no door.
It may also be that the house is too big and his sense of direction is poor and he couldn't find the door. In short, he didn't see any door to go out.
Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Caiyu came back with two pancakes in her hand and gave both to Ye Nanque.
Ye Nanque turned around and asked him, "Master, you don't want to eat?"
Jiang Caiyu shook her head.
Ye Nanque gnawed on the pancake for a long time. Although the pancake was warm, it was dry and a little hard. Ye Nanque tried to hold it back, but he couldn't help it. He let out a sigh of relief while gnawed.
Jiang Caiyu asked, "What's wrong?"
Ye Nanque: "From now on, no, from now on, will I have to...eat sesame cakes every day?"
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