Chapter 79 Scorched Earth
Chapter 79
Yingji vaguely remembered the last time she broke into Kongfan's dream, and the confusion and surprise she felt at that time.
Time has passed, and now she is standing on the pile of white bones, watching Kong Fan in front of her take out his bloody heart. She is shocked and filled with intense fear.
The bleeding heart was held in Kong Fan's palm, and the blood dyed his white palm red.
Yingji struggled to move her gaze from her still beating heart to look into Kongfan's eyes.
He was smiling at her.
It was clearly his heart being removed, so why did Yingji feel her own heart throbbing with pain? Yingji unconsciously reached out to cover her heart, applying slight pressure to ease the pain.
Yingji closed her eyes and reminded herself again and again in her mind that this was a nightmare technique.
She had thought that, having experienced it before, she wouldn't be so easily captivated by the Nightmare Demon this time. However, she hadn't expected that even with her mental preparation and the awakening talisman, it would still be in vain. Compared to the Nightmare Demon, the Nightmare Vine she had once possessed was nothing!
After a long time, Yingji opened her eyes and watched Kongfan stab his hand into her chest and take out his heart again.
Again and again.
The strange fragrance attracted Yingji to run forward. The hem of her bright red skirt brushed against the white bones and skulls on the pile of corpses, and the skulls collided and rolled to the side.
Yingji ran to Kongfan, the bones under her feet were uneven, and she fell to her knees in front of Kongfan. When she raised her face, Kongfan's heart was in front of her face, and the dripping blood brushed against the tip of her nose.
Yingji held Kongfan's hand holding the heart with both hands.
She immediately felt the biting cold from the palm of her hand.
Kong Fan's hands had never been this cold! This chill once again reminded Ying Ji that everything before her was fake! It was just the Nightmare Demon's nightmare technique!
But even in a nightmare, she couldn't bear to watch Kong Fan take out his heart, his face gradually turn pale, and then die in front of her. The wind and rain attacked him, and his body gradually became part of the mountain of corpses.
Yes, Yingji has experienced Kongfan turning into bones several times.
She was trapped in the cycle of Kong Fan's death. Even if she tried her best to stop it, she could do nothing and could only watch Kong Fan die.
Even though she knew it was useless, Yingji still tried to stop Kongfan again and again.
— and held his hands tightly to prevent him from pulling out his heart.
——Xuxu tried to persuade and stop him again and again.
——Even, put the heart he took out back.
Yingji tried everything but couldn't stop it.
It seemed as if she had been trapped in this nightmare for hundreds of years. Yingji raised her face and looked at Kongfan in despair, her pale cheeks already stained with Kongfan's blood.
She reached out to hold Kongfan's face.
The wind carrying the smell of a rotting corpse blew, ruffling Kong Fan's unshaved black hair.
Yingji wanted to take another look at Kongfan, to take a closer look at him with long hair. She had also imagined what Kongfan would look like with long hair...
A gust of wind blew Kong Fan's black hair in front of Ying Ji's eyes, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.
The brief darkness allowed Yingji to regain her sanity for a short time.
Nightmare Demon...
If she died, could she escape from this horrible nightmare?
Yingji suddenly opened her eyes.
Once again she saw Kong Fan about to take out his heart.
"I don't want it anymore!" Yingji used all her strength to hold Kongfan's hand, turned around and came towards her!
Take out her heart and let her die! Don't let her be trapped in this nightmare any longer!
There was a golden light on Kong Fan's hand, and when his spiritual power was about to hit Yingji's chest and pierce her ribcage, his movement suddenly stopped.
Another stream of purer golden light came from behind Ying Ji, covering the entire white mountain of corpses, making them appear enveloped in a sacred Buddha light.
At the same time, Yingji also felt the warmth coming from behind. She had been trapped in the mountain of corpses for too long. The long-lost warmth seemed to pull her back from hell to the world, and her eyes filled with tears in an instant.
She opened her eyes.
The three thousand black hair of Kong Fan in front of him blew backwards. He looked behind Ying Ji, and there was a hint of deep thought in his distant eyes.
Yingji followed his gaze and looked back.
The pale golden light stung her eyes, and she opened them wide. Within the golden light, Kong Fan appeared, dressed in a snow-white monk's robe, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, his figure ethereal and graceful.
Before Yingji could even stand up, the ground shook, the mountain of corpses crumbled, and countless bones plummeted toward the abyss, and she fell with them.
The strong wind messed up her long hair, and the fluttering black hair cut her vision into pieces.
As she fell, she saw two Kongfans: one she was familiar with and the other an unordained Kongfan.
The two Kong Fans looked at each other from a distance, and then turned to look at her at the same time.
More and more bones fell and hit Yingji, as if to bury her in a mountain of corpses.
And she kept falling.
Suddenly, Yingji's falling body was caught.
The rolling bones stopped in mid-air instantly.
Yingji's vision gradually became blurred, and finally only a vast expanse of white remained.
"Princess!"
Yingji suddenly opened her eyes.
The chirping of a titmouse brushed past her ears.
Before her eyes was the emerald green of the mountains and forests, and Basho's face, magnified as he came close to her.
Behind her was a familiar aura that made her feel completely at ease.
Yingji let out a long sigh, closed her eyes for a while before opening them again and turning her head to look at Kong Fan who was holding her.
The moment before she fell to the ground, Kong Fan held her firmly.
Yingji looked at Kongfan with a complicated expression. She opened her mouth, wanting to ask something, but didn't know where to start.
Kong Fan seemed to know her doubt and said, "I don't know either."
Kong Fan frowned slightly.
The nightmare magic of the nightmare demon will trap people in a nightmare, and this nightmare is the deepest fear or pain in the heart, which should be something they have experienced.
Kong Fan came here and saw Ying Ji trapped in a nightmare. He broke into her nightmare and took her back.
But Kong Fan didn't expect that Yingji's nightmare was actually him.
The emaciated Ying Ji knelt on the pile of bones and corpses, holding "his" hand, wanting to die.
——This scene silently became a thorn, piercing into Kong Fan’s heart.
"We've been staying here for too long, let's get out of here quickly," Jian Feng reminded him. He observed Ying Ji's expression, a hint of worry in his eyes.
Yingji stroked her long hair and slowly let out a sigh of relief. She felt like she had just had a serious illness, physically and mentally exhausted. She forced herself to cheer up, nodded, and said, "Let's go."
She put her hand on Kong Fan's forearm and tried to stand up.
Kong Fan pressed the back of her hand to stop her movement, then picked her up by the waist and carried her down the mountain.
Yingji glanced at him in his arms, and vaguely thought of Kong Fan in the mountain of corpses.
She was so tired that she closed her eyes exhaustedly.
The mountain wind was a bit strong, Yingji turned her face and buried her cheek in Kongfan's arms as much as possible.
Kong Fan flicked his sleeves, and the wide, snow-white sleeves covered Ying Ji's head and face. Ying Ji took a deep breath, and her nostrils were filled with the light fragrance of ancient sandalwood from Kong Fan's sleeves.
Yingji fell asleep peacefully. Later, Kongfan carried her back to the courtyard and laid her on the couch, and she knew nothing about it.
Kong Fan bent down and pulled the quilt over Yingji.
Cold and heat were not concepts that Kong Fan had in mind. He was not afraid of either heat or cold, like all spiritual practitioners. He couldn't recall the day he had released his barrier and allowed his body to truly feel everything.
In this way, he can empathize with Yingji's needs.
The window is open.
Kong Fan walked to the window and looked out from this square window to see the vast sky outside painted in the night sky.
He frowned slightly, thinking about Yingji's nightmare today.
That was not Yingji's nightmare, it was his nightmare.
A very strange nightmare.
People should be reincarnated, but he is trapped in this world and cannot find the cause and effect.
Only by tearing open the dark sky above his head can he solve his puzzle.
Feeling the night breeze on his face, Kong Fan looked back at Ying Ji lying on the bed, and gently closed the window to keep the cool breeze out.
Kong Fan sat on the floor, his eyes closed as he practiced. Ying Ji, lying on the bed, opened her eyes. Her eyes were clear, without the haziness of just waking up.
The next day, Kong Fan opened his eyes from his practice.
He immediately looked up at the bed, which was empty. He was slightly stunned. Yingji's breath had long since dissipated, and she must have been up for a long time.
Kong Fan frowned.
Yingji had used a concealing talisman, deliberately hiding her absence from him. Kong Fan got up and went to look in other rooms. As he expected, Jianfeng, Bajiao, and Ling Jiayan were no longer in the courtyard.
Kong Fan looked towards Wangu Mountain, his eyes gradually becoming empty.
There was thick fog this morning, and the direction of Wangu Mountain was covered in white. Most of the mountains were hidden in the fog, with only the peaks showing.
Kong Fan looked in the direction of Wangu Mountain. He raised his hand and placed his palm on his heart.
He didn't want to help Yingji get the poisonous spider fruit, but he was inexplicably certain that Yingji could successfully get the poisonous spider fruit back.
So, what next?
Then, everything will become uncontrollable.
Reason told Kong Fan that he should stop Ying Ji from snatching the poisonous spider fruit, lest she reach a point where both of them would be irreparable.
But how could he stop Yingji?
He knew her past and her determination. If she hadn't been so determined to become stronger, how could she have persisted until now?
He really couldn't bear to stop it.
At this time, Yingji and her group had already arrived at Wangu Mountain.
Basho jumped up and down, chirping happily, "Isn't it clever of me to think of using the invisibility talisman to sneak out without being noticed by the monk?"
Bajiao raised her little face, proud and happy. She was confused most of the time and didn't understand many things, but she had been with Yingji for so long that she could still understand Yingji's thoughts.
She knew that Yingji didn't want Kongfan to come to Wangu Mountain, so she racked her brains to come up with this good idea!
"Yes, you are very smart." Yingji looked at Basho's bright smiling face and smiled too.
The bright and warm sunlight fell on Basho's little face, making the fuzz on her cheeks clearly visible.
Yingji looked at the banana tree and felt as if it had grown up.
Jianfeng folded his arms and moved closer to Yingji. He looked at Bajiao, who was jumping up and down in front of him, and asked Yingji, "Are you really not going to let Kongfan help?"
"It's not that I don't want him to help, it's that he said he wouldn't help me get the poisonous spider fruit." Ying Ji said.
Kong Fan also said that although he couldn't help her get the Poison Spider Fruit, he would protect her. Ying Ji thought about it and realized that since Kong Fan didn't want her to get the Poison Spider Fruit, she thought that if he followed her, he would be struggling.
She didn't want to make things difficult for Kong Fan.
Yingji was hesitating whether to persuade Kongfan not to follow her, when Bajiao came up with the idea of using the invisibility talisman to sneak away.
Basho's proposal resolved Yingji's hesitation.
So, the four of them came to Wangu Mountain.
"Brother, that nightmare demon is very powerful. This matter has nothing to do with you, so why don't you stay involved?" Ying Ji once again persuaded Ling Jiayan.
Ling Jiayan smiled and said, "Rumors say Yingji is a mean person who exploits everything she can. Rumors are truly unbelievable. Junior Sister is clearly loyal and righteous."
It was the first time that Yingji was described as "righteous". She was stunned and then laughed out loud.
Ling Jiayan stopped laughing and asked with a slightly serious expression, "Junior Sister, are you really unwilling to tell me what kind of poison you are going to make?"
Ying Ji suddenly realized. She was knowledgeable in medicine and poisons, and Ling Jiayan thought she stole the poisonous spider fruit to make poison.
"I'm going to say it, I'm afraid that my senior brother will not only not help but also break my legs."
Ling Jiayan smiled and said, "As long as Junior Sister doesn't poison me, that's fine."
Yingji was about to speak, but suddenly stopped. She turned her head and looked ahead coldly. Ling Jiayan, Jianfeng, and Bajiao also followed her gaze.
The valley ahead is not as green as the forests elsewhere, but only a piece of scorched earth.
Before they knew it, they had reached the heart of Wangu Mountain and the lair of the Nightmare Demon.
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