He himself is a deer spirit, and Senior Jiang Tingwan is a mushroom spirit. In Hua Shi's opinion, the appearance of a talking big white cat would probably not be surprising to Wen Zhong.
But Hua Shi didn't expect that the moment Wen Zhong saw the white cat clearly, his expression changed drastically, and he actually knelt down in front of the white cat at that moment!
Hua Shi and the white cat were originally standing together. Now Wen Zhong suddenly knelt down. Although he knew that he was kneeling to the cat, Hua Shi still felt a little flustered. He hurriedly said, "Hey! That, senior! Don't be like this, get up quickly!"
As he spoke, he cautiously reached out his hand to help him, but was afraid of the strength this man had displayed before, and looked like he wanted to help but didn't dare to.
Wen Zhong glared at Hua Shi unhappily, shook off his outstretched hand and said, "How dare you! What are you still standing there for?"
Hua Shi was stunned: "Ah?"
Wen Zhong grabbed Hua Shi and bowed to the white cat, saying, "Hurry up and pay your respects to His Majesty!"
Now not only Hua Shi, but even Fang Wei didn't understand and stopped in their tracks.
Hua Shi was pressed on the head by Wen Zhong to salute the white cat. He struggled and said, "Wait! What sir? That's my cat!"
Fang Wei was also a little hesitant, worried that Wen Zhong was unconscious and had called out her identity, allowing Hua Shi to discover the clues.
However, before he could open his mouth to stop her, Wen Zhong continued, "This is Your Majesty! Don't talk nonsense! This is the Immortal Master!"
Hua Shi and Fang Wei looked at each other, both of them had some confusion in their eyes.
Immortal Venerable...what is that?
Hua Shi thought about this and asked. Wen Zhong looked at the white cat with a solemn expression and said devoutly, "This person with extraordinary bearing and noble manner, isn't he the Immortal Lord in heaven?"
Hua Shi opened his mouth, not understanding how the other party could tell that a cat had such an extraordinary aura. "No, did you really see it clearly? How does it look like an immortal? It's just a cat, isn't it?"
"Shut up." Wen Zhong grabbed Hua Shi's arm fiercely and threw him away. After the other party staggered back, he came to Fang Wei again, bowed his head, and said respectfully, "Immortal Venerable."
Fang Wei: “…”
He observed Wen Zhong's appearance and reaction, and guessed that even if he denied Wen Zhong's words, the other party would not believe him, and at that time, Wen Zhong would probably become emotionally agitated and difficult to control.
He then gave up explaining and just nodded slightly.
After hearing Fang Wei's response, his eyes lit up. He looked back at the surroundings and took the initiative to extend his hand to Fang Wei, saying, "Immortal Venerable, it's windy here. Can I help you into the house?"
Fang Wei lowered her head to look at her current appearance, then looked at the hand Wen Zhong handed over, with a slightly strange look in her eyes.
Wen Zhong's hand was still in front of Fang Wei, with no intention of taking it back.
Fang Wei was silent for a moment, then simply jumped lightly into Wen Zhong's palm.
Wen Zhong's palms were broad and covered with calluses. Fang Wei sat on them, and his white fur was soft and fluffy, like a cloud floating lightly into his palms. Wen Zhong held him carefully and nervously, as if he was treating a god descended from heaven with great care, and then turned around and took him into the house.
Seeing this, Hua Shi hurriedly followed him. Just as he was about to follow him into the house, Wen Zhong suddenly turned around and gave him a cold look: "Stop, Deer Spirit, don't come over to disturb the Immortal Lord's rest."
Hua Shi: “…”
His own cat, no, his own system was taken away by someone else, but he had no way to stop it and could only watch it. It was really laughable.
He tried to reason with the other party, but Wen Zhong was simply unreasonable. He only took two steps forward and Wen Zhong slapped him mercilessly.
Hua Shi quickly dodged to the side, and very tactfully said, "Okay, senior, please go in. I'll wait for you outside."
Wen Zhong laughed, and seemed to be in a good mood. He was afraid that the noise would disturb the white cat in his hand, so he did not bother with Hua Shi anymore, but turned around and continued to walk into the room. Jiang Tingwan, who was originally staying beside Bin, blinked at this time, and habitually followed the white cat, intending to enter the room.
Seeing this, Hua Shi was afraid that the two would fight again, so he hurriedly tried to stop Jiang Tingwan: "Senior, don't go over there!"
Jiang Tingwan looked back at Hua Shi blankly, but did not stop, still walking forward, and soon he came in front of Wen Zhong and the white cat. After looking at Wen Zhong's actions, he imitated him and bowed to the white cat, then stretched out his hand to support the white cat's paw. Wen Zhong had a sullen face, but when he saw Jiang Tingwan's expression, he immediately laughed again: "You, the mushroom spirit, are quite sensible, much smarter than the deer spirit next to you. Well, let you come in and pay homage to the Immortal Lord."
Jiang Tingwan blinked and nodded, then followed Wen Zhong into the house.
Only Hua Shi was left standing outside, facing the tightly closed door, with an expression that looked as if he wanted to say something but was unable to.
If he had known that he could get in by pretending, he would not have been turned away alone. But if you think about it carefully, although these two seniors had different symptoms when they went crazy, in some ways they were surprisingly in sync.
No one knew what would happen in the room, but Hua Shi thought that no matter how much they struggled, the Yunxiu Pen was still in his hand. As long as he found something wrong, he could immediately close the space of the Yunxiu Pen. There shouldn't be any big problem.
After thinking about this, Hua Shi suddenly felt relaxed. He simply turned around and hummed a song and walked towards his room in Yunxiu's pen, ready to eat melon seeds and read storybooks to take a break.
On the other side, Wen Zhong was holding a white cat in his hands, followed by Jiang Tingwan. After entering the room, he immediately placed the white cat gently and carefully on the table, then turned around and closed all the doors and windows tightly.
Jiang Tingwan sat at the table in the room, staring blankly at his actions, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
And just after Wen Zhong finished doing these things and turned around, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
The white cat on the table has disappeared, replaced by a mysterious man in black clothes and a silver mask.
The man was now standing in front of the table where the white cat had been. The eyes behind the mask were like stars in a cold night, staring at it quietly.
"Wen Zhong."
The person who appeared out of thin air in the room was naturally Fang Wei. At the moment when Wen Zhong turned around and closed the door, he had changed his appearance from a white cat back to the original appearance of the evil master Fang Wei. Ever since this divine consciousness returned to this world from the abyss underground, he mostly followed Hua Shi without a physical form. Later, when he came to this illusion of Yunxiu Pen, he finally had the ability to transform into a physical body for a short time, but most of the time, he appeared in the form of a white cat.
Occasionally, after Hua Shi fell asleep, he would transform into his original appearance, which is the appearance of Liu Qishuang in the eyes of others.
But he hasn't thought of the evil master Fang Wei again for a long time.
For a moment, even he himself was a little dazed, as if he had returned to the days in Fengyu Palace. Wen Zhong and Bai Heng followed him on both sides, and he had never experienced any struggle during the thousand years of imprisonment.
But the past is just the past after all.
Fang Wei sighed softly, walked towards Wen Zhong, raised her eyes and spoke again: "Wen Zhong, I'm back."
Wen Zhong did not respond to Fang Wei immediately. He was still standing there as before, even his movements and facial expression did not change at all. It was as if time had stopped in front of him. He stared at Fang Wei in a daze, until Fang Wei suddenly raised her hand to his forehead. He then suddenly bent down and hugged his head tightly.
"Wen Zhong." Fang Wei hurriedly supported the other person, and the power of his spiritual consciousness once again poured into his body, helping him calm his sudden agitation.
Wen Zhong clenched his teeth tightly, his whole face turned red, blue veins popped out from his forehead, his fingertips were tightly inserted into the messy hair, and his knuckles were faintly blue and white.
Fang Wei did not hesitate to use the little spiritual power he had just recovered, and poured it all into the other person's body. He then said, "Don't think too much. Follow my spiritual power to adjust your internal breath, and the evil spirit will be suppressed."
Wen Zhong didn't know if he heard Fang Wei's words. He curled up and his breathing was as heavy as a bellows. Even Jiang Tingwan in the corner was frightened by his movement and let out a short cry. He quickly climbed onto the table and pretended to be an innocent vase, secretly peeking over here with a pair of eyes. Although he was watching Wen Zhong's movements, his gaze always fell on Fang Wei uncontrollably.
Wen Zhong's agony lasted for a long time. It was unknown how long it had been before he let out a heavy breath in a cold sweat. He raised his bloodshot eyes, fixed his gaze on Fang Wei and said, "Palace Master, I'm possessed by a demon."
Fang Wei nodded slightly. He had already seen it all, so there was no need for him to say anything more.
Wen Zhong pulled the corners of his lips and revealed a mocking smile: "My devilish heart has become even stronger. Even if I was possessed by a devil before, I would never have such an illusion, imagining that I could see you, Palace Master..."
After hearing this, Fang Wei realized that Wen Zhong must have regarded him as an illusion after being possessed by a demon. He pressed against Wen Zhong's brow, and continued to pour his spiritual power into his body. He said with a smile: "Wen Protector, you would never say such a thing before."
Wen Zhong suddenly froze, as if he couldn't believe it, his expression changed slightly and he said, "Palace Master, you are..."
"Of course it can't be fake." Fang Wei responded calmly, "Otherwise, how do you think you got here?"
Wen Zhong raised his hand and grabbed Fang Wei's wrist tightly. He wanted to say something immediately, but before he could open his mouth, the pain in his head forced him to bend his back again with a groan. His whole body was shaking slightly with pain, and he couldn't even control his strength, and he pulled Fang Wei's arm so hard that it hurt.
But Fang Wei's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to concentrate on treating the other person.
Wen Zhong clenched his teeth and said in a hoarse voice: "Palace Master, I have been possessed by the devil for a thousand years. It is not that easy..."
"I know." Fang Weiyu said in a concise and no-nonsense voice, "So shut up and focus. It will just take a little longer, and I can heal you."
Unlike Jiang Tingwan, whose mind was damaged after being invaded by evil spirits, Wen Zhong's problem lies in his own cultivation. Fang Wei can help him solve it, but it just requires more effort.
However, Wen Zhong did not stop talking immediately after hearing this. As the left protector of Fengyu Palace in the past, Wen Zhong had always been the one who obeyed Fang Wei's orders the most. But it seemed that he was afraid that he would not be able to say those words after this moment. Wen Zhong suppressed the pain in his roar, but continued to speak regardless: "Palace Master, I will cripple Leng Yi."
Leng Yi was the leader of Hanxi Sect a thousand years ago, and the great master mentioned by Zhou Li.
Fang Wei lowered his eyes, and paused for a moment after hearing this, before he softly replied, "Yeah."
Wen Zhong laughed as if he had let go of a heavy burden that had been weighing on him for many years. He panted twice before continuing, "It was he who secretly deceived you and caused you to fall into disaster. It was also he who used tricks after you disappeared to cause the evil path to fall apart."
Fang Wei closed his eyes after a long silence and whispered, "Yes."
"It's a pity that I couldn't kill him, but it's not bad to be able to cripple him and make his life worse than death." Wen Zhong's lips were bleeding at this time, but he didn't care. Instead, his smile became happy, "This way, my becoming a demon is worth it."
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