Chapter 62: Horrible Waiting
The atmosphere in the room was tense, but Yan Shiman seemed to be isolated from the outside, as if he was unaware of everything. He just kept his eyes fixed on Yin Zhiyi.
Everyone looked at her, and she said silently: "Actually there is another way, which is to get the other half from Ji Changfeng."
Ji Ci sneered: "That's easy to say. He must have found a place to hide that thing. His hiding skills are almost undetectable. How can we find it?"
"I can."
"you……"
"I said I can break it. When we get in, Yan Shiman and I will go look for that half peacock feather." Although she learned a lot of different things at the beginning, the thing she learned best was the art of formation.
Sometimes, impulse really only lasts for a moment. Yin Zhiyi's brain got hot and the words just came out.
She thought she would regret it after she said it, but when she met Yan Shiman's bright eyes that almost saw through her, inexplicably, she didn't feel anything at all.
If she wanted to change the fate of Yan Shiman, it would be impossible for her to do so without paying any price. This last time...she could just consider it as a way to repay his kindness for jumping down without hesitation to save her on the boat in Yishui.
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evening.
Yin Zhiyi finished the last sip of wine in the glass. Although it was just an ordinary shop, he had to admit that the peach blossom wine was quite delicious.
A waning half moon hung high in the sky. Yin Zhiyi looked at the double image of the moon and vaguely remembered that the Mid-Autumn Festival seemed to be approaching.
She suddenly missed her master a little. They had never been separated for so long.
When she decided to go through the entire story with the protagonist, she seemed to have really become a character in the book. It’s not that she was being pretentious, but it’s mainly because people will subconsciously feel confused when facing the unknown.
There's a lot to think about.
"Miss, are you worried about tomorrow?" Yan Shiman held his chin with his hand. He had just drunk a lot, and his face was slightly red.
Yin Zhiyi met his gaze, but couldn't understand the emotion in his eyes.
"I will protect the young lady." Yan Shiman suddenly approached, and Yin Zhiyi felt the strong smell of alcohol entangled between the two of them. She looked at the young man with a flushed face and swallowed her saliva.
She was neither deaf nor blind, and her perception was even more sensitive than that of ordinary people. Of course she could see what Yan Shiman felt for her, she had seen it before.
Their faces were close to each other, their breaths were close, and the atmosphere gradually became sticky.
Yan Shiman's breathing became heavier, and the drunkenness in his eyes was long gone: "Miss, I want to kiss you, can I?"
Yin Zhiyi always felt that his look was particularly solemn, as if he was looking through her eyes and directly into her soul, which made her sink inexplicably. She could not hear her inner voice, but could only hear the deafening sound of her heartbeat. What he said was the voice of his heart.
She seemed to be bewitched, or perhaps she was bewitched on her own initiative, and nodded as she looked at the clear eyes.
The next second, a series of delicate and dense kisses fell.
Yin Zhiyi felt that this kiss was different from all the previous ones. It didn't feel like a kiss, but more like a cautious peck, and even had a hint of flattery.
Gentle and restrained.
This reminds Yin Zhiyi of the abandoned cat effect: when an abandoned kitten meets its new owner, it will try to please the owner cautiously.
A wave of guilt washed over her.
She avoided the oncoming peck with her face and placed her palm between the two of them, instantly increasing the distance between them. Her voice was a little hoarse but her tone was serious: "Yan Shiman, there will be someone who loves you, you deserve to be loved." But that person was not her.
She was really confused today, she was clearly... clearly going to leave soon.
The moment Yan Shiman was pushed away, a sinister look flashed in his eyes.
He asked stubbornly: "Does the lady love me?"
Yin Zhiyi didn't want to lie to him, but she couldn't answer him. Xu Yu said, "Love is very solemn. I can't tell you the answer."
Yan Shiman didn't seem surprised by this answer, and continued, "...Does the lady like me? No matter what, just a little bit."
This time Yin Zhiyi didn't hesitate: "Yes, I like you."
"That's enough." Yan Shiman almost whispered these four words.
"What?" Yin Zhiyi didn't quite hear clearly.
"nothing."
Yan Shiman suddenly smiled.
He put the things on the table away, went to get Yin Zhiyi some water for washing, and prepared clothes and jewelry for tomorrow... He seemed to have returned to his previous self, acting like a life assistant.
Yin Zhiyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Tomorrow we are going to steal something, not to attend a party, why are you dressed so exquisitely?"
"When the time comes, running away will be a burden."
"No, I won't let him hurt Miss in the slightest tomorrow."
Such a solemn promise made Yin Zhiyi's heart skip a beat. She suddenly reacted and asked, "If Ji Changfeng died, would you be okay?"
"No...it's just that I will be injured. Don't worry, miss, you just need to rest up when the time comes." Yan Shiman's expression remained unchanged and he didn't look like he was lying.
Yin Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief.
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The night was as dark as ink. On top of the high walls of the imperial city, several figures passed by like ghosts and then dispersed.
Yin Zhiyi held a piece of talisman paper in his fingertips, holding his breath and concentrating. After confirming that the footsteps of the patrolmen around him had gone away, he whispered, "Yan Shiman, are you sure this is the place?"
This time they entered the palace early just to catch Ji Changfeng off guard.
After wandering around the palace for most of the day, they finally locked onto a palace. Yan Shiman had a connection with the half peacock feather, and the closer he got, the stronger the feeling of traction became.
Yan Shiman stood behind her, his dark robe almost blending into the night: "Yes."
Yin Zhiyi immediately took out a communication talisman. In addition to the five of them, Qiu Sanniang and Luo Beihu also came in this time. As for Sanniang's husband, he was left outside to gather other independent cultivators. After all, he was the most suitable one. Before coming in, they had already discussed a plan.
The place where the half peacock feather is hidden must not be that simple. Maybe Ji Changfeng is waiting in there now.
Yin Zhiyi quickly passed the message to Bai Zhixing.
"boom--"
Suddenly there was an explosion in the distance and flames shot up into the sky.
All of the patrolmen were immediately alarmed, and the leader shouted sternly, "Stay here! You! Follow me!"
Yin Zhiyi's lips curled up slightly. From ancient times to the present, making a feint to the east and attacking in the west has always been equally effective.
The two men groped in the darkness and quickly sneaked into the bedroom before the two men could react.
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The hall was empty, as if the inside and outside of the hall were divided into two spaces. The dragnet outside could not be seen at all from here.
Only two rows of standing puppets reveal the truth of all this.
Both of them had concealment talismans on their bodies. They dodged and passed the puppet in front of them. When there was no order from the master, the puppet was like an unsharpened knife. The weapon was lifeless and naturally could not sense the breath of the two people.
Behind the screen——
"Is that He Xi?" Yin Zhiyi saw the man who opened the secret door and walked in. The man moved the vase skillfully, as if he wanted to bring all the puppets into the dark room.
She almost subconsciously began to recite the incantation, wanting to take the initiative, but she didn't expect that Yan Shiman next to her was one step faster than her and the puppet thread in his hand directly wrapped around her.
In an instant, the man's eyes, which were originally clear, became dull and his movements stopped.
The two men moved He Xi to the row of puppets.
Yin Zhiyi glanced at his grayish-blue face and felt that he fit in quite harmoniously.
She suddenly became curious: "Yan Shiman, are you considered a puppet now?"
"Yes, but because of that half peacock feather, I retained my consciousness and will not be controlled."
Yin Zhiyi was a little confused: "But why did this peacock feather break into two pieces? I remember this thing..."
Yan Shiman's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he whispered, "I did it. When I escaped from Ji Changfeng, I took half of it with me."
Yin Zhiyi didn't know why, but he suddenly remembered the dream fragments distributed by the system. At that time, Yan Shiman seemed to be holding something in his hand. Now thinking about it, his mind suddenly became clear. It turned out that what he was holding in his hand was the Peacock Feather!
However, the scratches on the peacock feather were obviously made by a knife. How did he break it... These questions flashed through Yin Zhiyi's mind briefly.
Yan Shiman did not continue the topic. Yin Zhiyi followed him. The two of them added another layer of concealment talisman on their bodies and then walked into the dark room.
Damp water vapor surged up along the black hole, still with the unique smell of decay. The cold and dark cave entrance was like a long-dormant beast, swallowing up the two of them. With a bang, the dark room door closed.
Tick-tick-tick-
In the empty dark room, a cold wind blew, and Yin Zhiyi got goose bumps all over his body.
The winding and narrow corridor was slippery, and water was constantly seeping out from the stone walls on both sides. Occasionally, there were cracks between them, squeezing out some dark green moss and ferns in clusters.
Walking to the end of the road, Yin Zhiyi frowned, because the end was neither a fork nor an exit, but a wall.
"I can feel it. The breath is here."
Yin Zhiyi nodded, and first set up a formation around him to isolate the outside world to prevent the noise from being too loud and causing unnecessary trouble.
She took out the yellow talisman she had prepared in advance and bit her fingertips. The moment the blood dripped, a golden light suddenly illuminated her face. The formation was triggered, and Yin Zhiyi's sleeves suddenly turned into ashes.
She murmured, "The heaven and earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law!" The talisman paper instantly turned into tiny pieces of gilded light, accurately piercing into every node of the formation.
The violent shaking caused the stone wall to shatter, making a terrifying noise.
Yan Shiman stepped forward and cleared a path with his sword.
Suddenly, countless blood-colored runes surged out from the ground, twisting and squirming like living things, attacking him from behind.
Yin Zhiyi exclaimed: "Get out of the way, this formation is alive!"
She reacted almost instantly. This concealment technique was simply a trap. If she guessed correctly, this was also the center of the soul-sacrificing formation!
They always thought there were only eight places, but in fact, the bedroom in the middle was also one of them.
It’s not eight places, it’s nine places.
For a moment, her heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and her breathing became anxious.
Yan Shiman swung his sword with such swiftness that it was dazzling. He rolled over to avoid the blood-colored runes that were entangled with him, and slashed with his sword, instantly clearing a path.
In the center of the formation, a man was sitting high above. He slowly stood up and said in a playful tone, "Not bad. You came faster than I thought."
Yin Zhiyi's eyes froze. She saw Ji Changfeng holding the half peacock feather in his hand and playing with it carefully.
His cold and terrifying gaze entangled with me like a poisonous snake: "Do you think that you can stop me by gathering a bunch of rabble?"
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