Chapter 141 Nightmare Sorry, I'm Late
In his dream, Xu Xingxing possessed the body of a man named Wang Qifu.
Fang Zhiming had mentioned this person before.
At that time, she had just formed a beast bond with Hou Yuan. When word of this spread, some were furious, some shook their heads in regret, and some scoffed and watched. Even the usually meddlesome Fang Zhiming couldn't help but offer some advice, saying it was a shame for her to give up halfway. He said that with her talent, if she practiced diligently, she could very well surpass Wang Qifu.
She asked boredly who this person was.
Fang Zhiming boasted about this person in a rather exaggerated manner.
It is said that he is a peerless genius that is hard to come by in Kunlun for a thousand years. He is dressed in green clothes, has a frosted head, and when he was still a teenager, he killed a thousand-year-old evil spirit with three moves of his sword. He is a young man full of vigor and spirit, but he is also humble and polite. He was only a hundred years old when he reached the Mahayana realm, making him the youngest Mahayana cultivator.
Having said this, Fang Zhiming paused and said:
What a pity...
Silence makes things clear.
What a pity.
His parents died early and he suffered a lot. Later, when he was begging outside, he accidentally saved the daughter of a family of immortal cultivators. In order to thank him, the head of the family adopted him as his son. Later, seeing that he had outstanding talent, he sent him to Kunlun.
But just a few days before his wedding, Kunlun went to fight against the demon god, and Hou Yuan came here alone, and the Mahayana monks came to fight him.
You know what the ending will be without me saying it.
And his fiancée, the woman he accidentally saved when she was a child, married him in formal attire a few days later, and was tragically killed by a demon general decades later.
Hearing is just hearing after all. Time and distance separate us. No matter how sad or heartbreaking it is, it is not as good as a single glimpse of experiencing it in person.
Not to mention watching him go through it all with the same feelings as him.
Wang Qi was resurrected at the age of 103, and Xu Xingxing stayed in his body for 103 years.
She is like a human camera that never stops powering on. She cannot be ignored, and she doesn't even feel tired. The tears are not her own, the pain is not her own, but the sadness and pain are still attached to her.
She watched him babbling and taking his first steps, watched his family suffer misfortune and the death of his parents, watched him half-naked and fighting for food with hungry dogs, and also watched him almost being eaten by a monster while trying to save a young girl.
At first, Xu Xingxing was a little curious, but later she felt extremely repulsive and disgusted. However, this repulsion and disgust was washed away by the torrent of time. In the end, she got used to accompanying this person every day, even if she could do nothing but watch.
She seemed to have become Wang Qifu's shadow. She would feel tired for him when she saw him practicing diligently, would be filled with anger when she saw him being excluded, and would feel happy when she saw the smart and beautiful woman protecting him forcefully.
In this way, she spent Wang Qifu's life without any involvement and yet always present.
Until she felt as if she was becoming one of Wang Qifu's souls.
Until the masked Hou Yuan hung before her.
Wang Qifu is about to die.
But at this moment, she began to fear the ending that she already knew. She hoped that he was alive, hoped that he could safely reach the woman, hold her hand, marry her, and spend the rest of his life with her.
What about her?
She suddenly felt lost. Yes, she seemed to have forgotten a lot, and had begun to not care about a lot. She had even forgotten everything that had happened before she fell asleep.
She followed Wang Qifu's gaze and looked at the man in black not far away. The man was full of hostility, and his eyes under the mask looked down on everything.
That gaze seemed to sweep past her, yet it seemed as if it paid no attention to him. And that single glance instantly brought back a pair of madly obsessed eyes deep within Xu Xingxing's memory. And those eyes, sometimes pitch black, sometimes crimson, finally reminded her of something that had been obscured by the long years.
Her joy slowly welled up, and her thoughts gradually overflowed, but the next moment, Wei Yuan raised his hand slightly, Wang Qifu's head exploded, pain came, and she also lost consciousness.
Fear and darkness enveloped her.
Her soul drifted in the vast void, her body was vague and her thoughts were sad.
If you survive a dream longer than reality, which is reality?
If you lived another person's life inside his body, would your will still be under your control?
When he opened his eyes again, he was surrounded by pure black stone walls, decorated with pearls, jade and gems, emitting bright light, illuminating the cave as if it were daytime.
Xu Xingxing was in a daze for a long time before she realized that she might have woken up from a dream.
She was stunned for a long time before she remembered that she could move now and react with her own consciousness, so she moved her hands and feet rather awkwardly, and then heard a "crash".
It was the sound of chains clashing.
She struggled to stand up and saw the chains on her wrists and ankles. The chains were pitch black and tightened every time she struggled. If she tried to break free, the chains would become smaller and smaller, almost breaking her wrist bones.
She looked around again and saw that she was now sitting on a round stone platform surrounded by a blue pool. A person was standing outside the iron fence opposite the pool.
It was Xu Yi. Although she remembered him, she couldn't remember why he came here.
After all, she had almost forgotten everything that happened before she fell asleep.
Fortunately, she still remembers who she is, why she came to this world, who made her dream, and who she loves.
She looked at him and said nothing.
"This is the bottom of the Sicheng Cliff, the deepest part of the prison. The bindings on your limbs are ancient artifacts. Even if Hou Yuan came, he would be unable to rescue you. Reflect here. When your mind is cleared, I will release you."
Seeing that she didn't respond, Xu Yi said, "Gu Nuo is getting better, don't worry."
When he mentioned this, it actually awakened some of Xu Xingxing's memories.
She asked, "Where is Yuan?"
Xu Yi looked at her with eyes that became deep and brows furrowed: "Xing'er, don't be stubborn."
Xu Xingxing looked at him for a moment longer and said, "I need paper, pen, and some tea. Thank you."
After saying that, he fell to the ground and stopped looking at him.
There was no sound around, but suddenly a heavy sigh was heard, and then Xu Yi moved and left.
She thought no one would come again, but unexpectedly, a few hours later, Fang Zhiming and Lin Yue came here and brought her the things she had just asked for.
Lin Yue opened the prison door directly, tiptoed, and jumped onto the stone platform.
Xu Xingxing didn't say anything, but just took the tea from Lin Yue's hand and drank it all.
After seeing her finish drinking, Lin Yue exchanged a few pleasantries and then took her hand to feel her pulse.
Xu Xingxing was a little resistant.
Although she woke up, she did not feel relieved. She felt that there was something separating her from everything in this world, as if she was in Wang Qifu's body in reality, and this place was a dream.
She looked at the woman's slightly familiar eyes and eyebrows, and she remembered who she was. She remembered that they had a very good relationship before, but she still uncontrollably added a lot of strangeness and coldness.
When Lin Yue saw her withdraw her hand, her face froze and tears began to fall. "Senior Sister, I have never blamed you for Master's actions. I heard from Senior Jiang that you were also seriously injured and your life was in danger. And this time when the Sect Leader brought you back, you have been unconscious. The Sect Leader was worried, so I volunteered to diagnose and acupuncture you every day. I... know that Xiao Hei is... but Senior Sister saved me. No matter what, I will always treat you as a family member. Senior Sister... you must not be estranged from me."
Xu Xingxing looked at the girl's tears and finally regained some sense of reality, but he had no idea how to react. It was just that the strangeness and coldness added more and more sadness.
Her tears also began to flow. The girl saw her crying and hurried to wipe her tears. She did not resist, but her tears flowed more and more. Soon, her sobbing at the beginning turned into wailing.
Why her? Why did she have to dream like that?
Why was she being punished? What had she done wrong?
She just kept crying and crying until Fang Zhiming flew onto the stone platform to comfort her together with Lin Yue.
After an unknown amount of time, she finally grew tired and lay on her back, staring blankly at the stone wall. She extended her hand to Lin Yue and asked, "How long have I slept?"
"Eight days."
So, what did she do before she passed out? Why did Hou Yuan leave? Why couldn't his spirit restrain the Book of Beasts?
No clue, just a blank.
"Yuer, can you bring me more tea?"
Lin Yue was a little confused: "Sister, although this thing can make people feel refreshed and sleepy, taking it all the time is also harmful to the body. If you take it for a long time, you will develop drug resistance."
"Nothing." Xu Xingxing stared at her blankly. "One day is better than a life worse than death."
Lin Yue finally listened to her.
So in the following days, Xu Xingxing relied on tea to suppress her sleepiness, and used all her waking time to recall the past and write it down on paper, until Wei Yuan found her.
He came to the outside of the iron bars like the wind, raised his hand and broke the cell door, moved to her side, and before she could react, he held her in his arms. His heart was beating wildly in his chest, and his voice was low and trembling: "I'm sorry, I'm late."
She thought she would feel unfamiliar with him and the fear in her dream would be magnified, and indeed she did, but this film-like feeling was torn apart instantly when his warmth completely enveloped her.
This person directly and forcefully pulled her out from the bottom of the frozen lake, making her five senses instantly clear and reconnecting with the world.
Her tears kept flowing and she hugged his waist tightly, but she was just crying and couldn't even utter a word.
Xu Yuan raised his hand to break the chain, but because he used too much force, the handcuffs tightened instantly, causing Xu Xingxing to scream in pain.
Hou Yuan froze, pinched her hand and checked her wrist. Looking at the purple bruise, his eyes were sinister and his brows were furrowed. "I'm going to find Xu Yi."
Xu Xingxing hugged him and shook her head vigorously. After a long while, she finally uttered two words: "...No."
At that moment, Hou Yuan's heart tightened even more. He stopped moving, sat cross-legged on the ground, picked up the woman and placed her on his lap. He held her gently in his arms and whispered the reason for his departure. "After leaving you, I went to the deepest sea, hoping to expel the foul air, but I underestimated the dark energy. Because I have a demonic body, it is easy to collect the resentment but difficult to clear it. After ten days, I have only cleared half of it."
Having said this, Hou Yuan couldn't help but bend down and kiss the woman's forehead. "I really missed you, so I used my spirit to check on your current situation. I don't know why, but I couldn't find anything. I no longer had the energy to clean it up, so I gathered the remaining dark energy into one soul and came out to find you."
He rubbed the woman's forehead, his eyes soft and painful: "Xingxing, you have suffered, it's all my fault. Was it because of me that Xu Yi locked you here? This chain is not like an ordinary thing. Please wait here for me. I will go find the key and come back. Okay?"
Although Xu Xingxing recalled some things after hearing what Hou Yuan said, she was in no state to think about them, and couldn't care less. She just wanted to be closer to him, as if he was her only reality, her only comfort. She hugged him, calling his name, crying, "...No, I don't want you to leave...Xiao Hei, I'm scared, kiss me, kiss me."
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