An airtight embrace
After Jing Li finished speaking, he healed Jing Hong's wounds and drove them out of the magic forest again.
As luck would have it, the location was at the junction of the Magic Forest and the Nether Valley. So, I decided to take a short break and then ask Fu Linyuan to take me to his house to recuperate.
Now that there are no outsiders around, it's a good time to turn our questioning gaze towards our own people.
Considering Shen Tu's behavior of turning into a flower, everyone understood that the two of them must be hiding something from them.
Maybe they are not only fine, but also in very good condition!
The senior students scratched their heads awkwardly, "We do have a special solution."
Dong Nan He coughed hard and asked, "Would you like to take out your homework and have a look?"
Yan Ning moved quickly and immediately opened the Star Network. The last assignment was to gain approval from his seniors.
It showed that it had been completed, and there were even comments from two people at the end.
Shen Tu's message: Yan Ning is an excellent squad leader! Keep up the good work.
Dongnanhe’s message: It is a great pleasure to be able to break through yourself, defeat yourself, and regain your confidence. I am deeply pleased.
"Don't be angry, everyone. Please forgive us." Shen Tu walked to Yan Ning and began to heal her with his spiritual power.
"Now, let Dong Nanhe and I help you remove the side effects of magic."
The senior sister had a nice voice and her movements were very gentle. Before we knew it, everyone felt that we couldn’t blame her at all…
It must be the school’s problem. How can we blame the kind and sincere senior student?
So, Yan Ning, who was cured first, stood up, punched Dongnan He without hesitation, and sat down.
Southeast He:?
He understood. The cunning Shen Tu must have used an emotional magic just now to make everyone feel no resentment towards her. After all, she always used her magic quietly, making it difficult to notice.
Miscalculated.
Dongnanhe sighed while holding his head that was hit by the hammer.
How come he, a great Taotie, can't defeat this small piece of seaweed?
As he was thinking this, he was hit twice again.
Dongnan He was furious: "Don't go too far."
Looking at everyone's malicious smiles, he got angry for a moment and said awkwardly, "It's not nice to hit people. My head hurts, and your hands hurt too, don't they?"
Everyone laughed.
Yu Huiyan joked, "If I had known we were generally safe, I wouldn't have been so anxious last night. Maybe Qingzi would have finished her written homework."
Hua Shaoqing: "Actually... I wrote a few simple ones."
Everyone:?
How could anyone still have the mood to do homework when their life is at stake?!
Yin Zian even felt that her demigod bloodline should be given to Hua Shaoqing. How could a human identity be worthy of her?
As we were chatting and laughing, the sun set, it was clearly summer, and the temperature dropped suddenly.
Fu Linyuan immediately stood up and said, "Let's go. Don't wait until night. It's not good."
"What's wrong with it? Isn't it because the haunted house has a sense of atmosphere when it's dark?" Heshun knew that Fu Linyuan was afraid, so he said it on purpose.
"Stop talking nonsense. Nether Valley is dangerous at night, okay? Do you know what 'unknown' means?"
Heshun nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah, yeah, I don't understand, you understand best."
Fu Linyuan: ...
"Anyway, just follow me."
As he walked, he gave a brief introduction: "Here, all kinds of unknown things are possible. Many things go against common sense. So it's easy for things to go wrong here. That's probably why we were kidnapped so easily."
"Especially at night, some of our tribesmen will tie the newly born ghosts at the doorstep. If they are still alive the next day, they will undergo a qualitative leap."
"...What a tough folk custom."
"Well, usually I wouldn't be willing to do this to my own children. These little ghosts are usually the undead souls with a connection to the Nether Valley. After death, they were guided to become one of us..." Fu Linyuan coughed twice, looked away, and pointed forward, "That's my home, let's go."
Looking in the direction Fu Linyuan pointed, it did seem not far away. However, when we actually walked, it seemed that it was not the case.
They walked for a while, turning here and there, and then turned another corner, but the house in front of them never changed and still looked as far away.
Heshun was a little impatient and asked, "How do I get to your house? Is there any maze?"
Fu Linyuan raised his chin. "You don't understand this, do you? The key word is: safety!"
Heshun was silent for a moment before he said in disbelief, "So you're saying that you set up this messed-up formation?"
Fu Linyuan nodded and snorted, "Don't look down on me."
"Didn't you say before that the most dangerous place was the Magic Forest? And you said that a ceasefire had been reached between your tribes. Why…"
After asking a few more questions and chatting, we finally arrived at his door.
The room was empty, no one was there. After asking, I learned that Fu Linyuan's parents died on the eve of peace.
Everyone couldn't help but feel a little sorry, but Fu Linyuan himself didn't seem sad.
He closed the doors and windows, lit an orange lamp to dispel the dark night, and cast a cooling spell to cool the air. The room became much more comfortable.
"My house is not big, there are only two bedrooms, so you can just sleep here." After Fu Linyuan said this, he opened the door and went in without caring that he hadn't had dinner yet.
The remaining 11 people looked at each other in bewilderment. "It seems that Fu Linyuan is really uncomfortable coming back here. Now he doesn't even have the heart to joke around."
"Since we have nothing to do now, let's do our homework." Hua Shaoqing said as he took out the homework.
Everyone:?
Should I say he is truly a top student?
After being speechless for a moment, I felt that what she said made sense, so we all found chairs and stools and started writing.
Yin Zian was very happy to have grabbed a table. She noticed that besides the seniors, Xi Zhou was not in a hurry to do his homework. Instead, he was leaning against the wall and chatting with the senior.
"Xi Zhou, aren't you going to do your homework?"
Xi Zhou smiled lightly, "It's already finished, keep up the good work."
Yin Zian:?
"sharp."
"So, humans are just this hardworking by nature?"
"No, there are so many lazy people. For example, I haven't written a single word yet." Heshun quickly clarified the human's personality. "I think Xi Zhou and Hua Shaoqing are the outliers."
"..." He Shun suddenly remembered something, "Yin Zian, aren't you and Hua Shaoqing both outstanding graduates from the same magic academy? It seems like you're much better than her."
"At least I've lived many more years than Hua Shaoqing," Yin Zi'an complained. "Even though gods and demons have longer childhoods and mature later, that doesn't mean all those years were wasted!"
As he was speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of wooden doors and glass being slammed.
Xi Zhou walked over to check and noticed dark red bloodstains on the door frame. They looked like they had dried for a long time, and it was probably before Fu Linyuan came to Xinghe.
Thinking about what Fu Linyuan said about it being unsafe at night, Xi Zhou didn't open the door rashly. The glass was frosted stained glass, and nothing could be seen clearly outside.
So he used his spiritual power to see through the wall, but for a moment he couldn't see anything.
"Maybe the wind is too strong?" Xi Zhou guessed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the knock on the door became louder.
Everyone thought that since Fu Linyuan had gone to sleep like this, as long as he didn't open the door, it should be fine. So Yin Zian said, "I guess it's just too windy. Let's finish and go to bed early."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
The "bang bang bang" sounds outside the house became more and more urgent, mixed with some vague sentences.
"Lin...Yuan."
"dad……"
Not quite true.
Xi Zhou guessed that there must be something in these sentences that made Fu Linyuan uncomfortable, which made him hurried back to the house to rest.
Maybe it was my childhood experiences, or maybe it was the danger and unknown of the night...
Everyone felt a little uneasy, so they didn't do their homework much. They just finished a page or two and went to their bedrooms to sleep.
Several boys walked towards the bedroom where Fu Linyuan was.
When I opened the door, it was brighter inside, just like daytime.
The guy with dark purple hair curled himself up in a corner of the bed, making terrified sounds and suppressing pain.
Looking closer, he was covered in sweat, with wet hair hanging listlessly on his head and neck.
He didn't even notice his friends coming in.
No wonder he stayed alone so early. It turned out that he was afraid that his classmates would see him in such a miserable state.
Heshun pushed him twice but failed to wake him up.
"What should we do now?" He Shun asked worriedly.
.
"If we achieve great success..."
“After all, I picked it up…”
"I will definitely never forget his contribution in the future."
"As a brother, I should..."
"He should have died a long time ago... We saved him."
"What can a child understand?"
Bits of conversation drifted from inside the house through the colorful glass.
And in the deep night, filled with unknown fear, the child who had barely recovered his composure listened quietly.
The hard hemp rope bit deeply into his flesh, making him unable to get away from the big tree in the yard outside the house.
Because it was tied too tightly, or perhaps because he had struggled violently, traces of blood began to flow from under the rope.
He remembered that this happened because he was disobedient and tried to hide in the safety of his nest by clinging to the door frame.
After listening to a few sentences intermittently, a new dilemma quietly arrived.
The earth cracked, houses collapsed, and branches were broken off by the strong wind.
Fu Linyuan looked up, and a big hand blocked his sight, leaving only darkness.
"Linyuan, when peace is restored, mommy will take you out to play." The woman was very strong, and her voice softened only when she was facing her child.
……here we go again.
He trembled, knowing that in two minutes the enemy would rip his mother's head off and whiz past.
And he died in his mother's gradually stiffening arms, in the airtight embrace formed by the earth and his mother.
This wasn't the first time he'd relived the past, but every time he did, he shuddered.
Of course, he wasn't so weak now that he couldn't even push his mother's body away. But the unknown was that sometimes his headless mother would strangle him with her pale hands.
He has never died, because if he is killed by the night of the Nether Valley, he will never come back to life.
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