Kotinghe was suffering.
But what's done is done, and he had no way out.
To facilitate communication and eliminate the risk of being eavesdropped on, they also devised their own code words.
People like Ke Tinghe, who are supposedly righteous disciples and their incarnations, are called "beneficial birds"; the organizations to which the shadows belong are arbitrarily defined as cults; and those who have been possessed by the shadows are collectively called "Chang Gui" (伥鬼).
A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and the name most frequently mentioned on the streets and in conversations was Ke Tinghe.
Another night fell, the moonlight was pale, draping the red tiles and white walls, the shadowy grass and trees of this prosperous capital in a thin veil, just as the calm on the surface would vanish with a gust of night wind.
Chu Hongluan, dressed in night clothes, hid outside the general's mansion. A Shura mask covered most of her face, revealing only her crimson lips and delicate, smooth chin.
Suddenly, a masked man appeared behind her.
It wasn't until the unfamiliar scent reached the back of her neck that Chu Hongluan was suddenly startled, her hair standing on end!
It's a cougar!
A sinister voice sounded in my ear:
"At the quarter-hour of You Shi, two li from the East Gate, three kowtows before the tent, four slaps and five shouts, the one in the hall is the Sixth Master, the one below is the Seventh Brother, crows fly by and mynahs croak, nine bridges wind and turn, the palace is more than ten li away, the beauty is more than a thousand zhang long, the ten thousand li of the country will last for generations!"
Chu Hongluan was taken aback.
What's the meaning?
Is it a code?
Could this ghost think... she's here to kill Ke Tinghe too?
Did they treat her like a ghost too?
Chu Hongluan forced herself to calm down, turned around to face him directly, and instead of answering, asked, "Why do I remember it being the sixth brother in the main hall and the seventh master in the lower hall?"
The masked man froze.
"Wait, wait..." He tilted his head and thought carefully for a long time, then repeated the code to himself over and over again: "At 5:15 pm, two miles from the east gate, three kowtows in front of the tent, four slaps and five shouts, the one in the hall is Sixth Brother, the one below is Seventh Master... No, the one in the hall is Seventh Brother, the one below is Sixth Master... No, that's not right either!"
The masked man scratched his head in frustration, "The one in the main hall is Seventh Master, and the one downstairs is Sixth Brother... tsk, what was it again?"
Chu Hongluan's lips twitched.
It seems these ghosts aren't very bright.
The next instant, the sound of wind breaking swept in!
A cold glint swirled rapidly, tearing the night sky apart like lightning—aiming straight for the masked man's back! A spray of blood shot into the sky!
The cold light swirled within the masked man's flesh and blood, then flew back like autumn leaves swept away by a gust of wind!
It was firmly grasped in the boy's hand.
It was a fan.
That jade-bone fan, which he often held in his hand and gently swayed regardless of the season or the cold winter.
The masked man's thin body fell to the ground in two pieces.
Chu Hongluan looked at the boy from a distance of several feet.
Under the moonlight, the boy's face was so white it was almost transparent, and his usually smiling peach blossom eyes were now as cold as frost.
Blood flowed down the fan shaft, staining his slightly trembling, bony fingers red, before falling to the ground.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
For some reason, Chu Hongluan could clearly sense fear and lingering dread from that expressionless face.
She raised her hand to wipe away the bloodstains on her face, her eyebrows curving into a gentle smile.
"What are you afraid of? I'm perfectly fine."
Liu Jinghong twitched the corners of her mouth, as if she wanted to smile, but she couldn't.
He was on that tree less than a mile away from her, and didn't even have time to notice the ghost approaching immediately.
What if the ghost comes and immediately tries to kill Miss Chu?
What if he had arrived even a little later?
Seeing Chu Hongluan walk towards her, Liu Jinghong's first reaction was to run away and hide, not wanting to face even the slightest bit of fear in her eyes.
But he still cruelly forced himself to stay where he was, hiding his blood-stained right hand, along with the blood-soaked fan, behind his back.
Don't be afraid of me.
I just... wanted to save you.
Don't be afraid of me.
Chu Hongluan came up to him, stared at him for a while, and keenly caught his evasive gaze.
A silent sigh escaped my lips.
So she grabbed his right arm and pulled him toward a secluded spot. At the same time, her hand slowly slid down, gently enveloping his still slightly trembling, cold hand.
Liu Jinghong trembled, staring blankly at the back of her head, her heart, which had felt as if it had been immersed in ice water, gradually warmed up.
Only when the two stood in the shade of the tree did Chu Hongluan release him, casually wiping the red stains on her hand onto her sleeve, and then using another clean piece of her hem to carefully wipe the bloodstains off his hand and fan.
Her voice was gentle and peaceful.
In the quiet of the night, it was like the whisper of a goddess.
“I am not afraid of blood, nor do I find your methods cruel. On the contrary, what I saw was that the young prince saved me from danger in a critical moment. His decisive and heroic figure was astonishing and unforgettable.”
Liu Jinghong turned her face away, her cheeks and behind her ears flushed with a beautiful blush.
Chu Hongluan's mouth went dry from reading.
Mom, someone is trying to seduce me.
It should be understood that the roles experienced by cultivators who enter the Mirror Realm are assigned according to their truest inner feelings.
Therefore, Chu Hongluan was indeed lustful, but after being trapped in the desolate secret realm for hundreds or thousands of years, she had become very restrained.
So at this moment, Chu Hongluan simply patted his shoulder reassuringly: "Alright, let's get down to business. There's more than one cougar, and the night is still long."
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