Chapter 108 - Talisman Heart Lamp
Chu Linyuan withdrew his hand expressionlessly, as if the action of handing over the soup was just an illusion. He closed his eyes again, no longer paying attention to Xie Zhao's clamor. Only the Frost Silence Sword at his knees seemed to hum almost imperceptibly, like a silent warning.
Beside the campfire, Su Tang sipped the delicious hot broth while secretly pointing the camera lens of the photo stone at the stone steps at the entrance of the main hall.
His psychic eyes shone like stars, his face flushed with excitement, and he whispered furiously to the photo stone, "Family! What kind of dog food is this! Senior Brother Iceberg is feeding online! The pinnacle of hypocritical behavior! 'It's cold?' I give this excuse full marks! Second Senior Brother's bowl was clearly smoking hot! I'm dying of hunger! Start giving out gifts! Crowdfund an insulated lunch box for Senior Brother Chu!"
Tie Niu held his washbasin-sized stone bowl, gulped down the last mouthful of soup, burped contentedly, and echoed in a muffled voice: "Hmm! Delicious! The one given by Senior Brother Chu must be more delicious!" He didn't understand the deeper meaning at all.
Luo Hongyi sipped the broth gracefully. Upon hearing this, she glanced towards the stone steps, curled her red lips imperceptibly, and spat in a low voice, "Sultry."
The white deer ate its meat in small bites, watching quietly, its clear eyes reflecting the firelight and the silhouettes of the distant stone steps. The moon-eating rabbit buried its head in its small bowl, eating without even looking up.
After a hearty meal and a satisfying drink (no wine, just soup), the crackling of the bonfire became the main theme of the night.
Tie Niu leaned against the huge evil fire crystal and snored dully. Xingchen Bumie automatically absorbed the evil spirit and the power of the stars while sleeping.
Luo Hongyi sat cross-legged beside the campfire, a wisp of dark green poisonous mist moving like a spirit snake from her fingertips. She was trying to integrate the newly absorbed Chen Ji poison essence into her own poison essence. The firelight illuminated her focused and gorgeous face.
Su Tang and White Deer sat head to head on a warm stone covered with animal skins.
Su Tang whispered to Bai Xiaolu the story of the earth, about mobile phones, amusement parks, and ice cream... Bai Xiaolu listened quietly, his clear eyes filled with curiosity and yearning.
The Moon-Eating Rabbit curled up in the white deer's arms, its ruby eyes half-closed, as if it was also listening.
On the stone steps of the main hall, Xie Zhao put down the empty stone bowl with satisfaction, feeling the warmth and medicinal power filling his body. He stretched, and his bones made a slight crackling sound.
His eyes fell on the Jinghong Talisman Pen spinning at his fingertips. The dark golden body of the pen was flowing with a warm luster under the reflection of the bonfire, and the talisman light at the tip of the pen flickered like breathing.
"Brother," Xie Zhao suddenly spoke, his voice lazily after a full meal, but devoid of the previous playfulness, "What do you think... our Guixu Sect will be like in the future?"
Chu Linyuan closed his eyes and did not respond.
Xie Zhao didn't care and continued talking to himself, his eyes casting towards the evil clouds swirling in the darkness, as if he had penetrated the gloom and seen the distant future: "It definitely can't be as shabby as before! There must be a grand hall! A magnificent one! Two evil pillars with coiled dragons stand in front of the hall! The square must be paved with 'evil-attracting jade' that can absorb evil energy and glow! There must also be a special talisman tower, a poison refining cave, a physical training field..."
He paused, the Jinghong Talisman Pen twirling deftly between his fingers, the tip of the pen pointing in the direction of Su Tang and Bai Xiaolu: "...We also need to build a grand wish-power live broadcast station for Little Tangdou! Let her talk to the heavens and the myriad worlds... ahem, promote our Guixu Sect! Build a toy library filled with spatial spiritual materials for Xiaolu and Tutu!"
His voice was not loud, but it carried an unprecedented longing and seriousness. It was no longer a mercenary calculation, but he truly regarded this place as a home where he wanted to take root and grow.
"When the time comes," Xie Zhao retracted his gaze and looked at Chu Linyuan, who was standing beside him with his eyes closed like an ice sculpture. A cunning yet sincere light flashed in his peach blossom eyes. "Brother, you can just sit on the biggest throne at the top, with a stern face, and don't have to do anything. If anyone dares to disobey, I, Junior Brother, will throw a talisman at them, Junior Sister Luo will pour a pot of poisonous soup at them, and Tie Niu will punch them... I guarantee they will obey completely and cry out to join our Guixu Sect!"
He painted a blueprint for the future with Xie Zhao's exaggeration and unruliness, but he couldn't hide his longing for home and his trust in the people around him.
Amid the crackling of the bonfire, Chu Linyuan remained silent. However, a faint, almost imperceptible glint of dark gold shone across the icy scabbard of the Frost Silence Sword, which lay across his knees.
The fingertips of his fingers at his sides curled slightly, as if he wanted to grasp something, but in the end he just lightly rested on the cold hilt of the sword.
After a long time, so long that Xie Zhao thought he was asleep, a low, cold syllable, which seemed to have been softened by the warmth of the bonfire, finally escaped from Chu Linyuan's lips:
That simple word, like a stone dropped into a deep pond, sent ripples through Xie Zhao's heart. He knew that this "hmm" represented a promise, an acceptance, and the beginning of the grand blueprint in his heart.
A satisfied smile appeared on Xie Zhao's lips, no longer mixed with any joking.
He stopped talking, but carefully put away the Jinghong Talisman Pen. He also imitated Chu Linyuan, leaning against the cold stone pillar and closing his eyes.
A warm feeling of fullness and the effects of the medicine flowed through his body, and fatigue set in. He soon fell into a deep and peaceful sleep. The smile on his face, full of anticipation for the future, was still there.
Chu Linyuan slowly opened his eyes. His cold gaze swept over Xie Zhao, who was sleeping beside him, and took in the reassuring smile on his pale face. He then looked at Su Tang and Bai Xiaolu whispering by the campfire, watched Luo Hongyi's focused silhouette in the firelight, and listened to Tie Niu's dull snoring.
He closed his eyes again. This time, the icy murderous aura swirling around him seemed to soften slightly, like a sleeping dragon retracting its claws.
The bonfire jumped, and the lingering aroma of the broth drifted in the evil air.
The evil fire burns, and the dark golden light illuminates a peaceful area.
The rustling sound of sweeping the floor is like a guardian nocturne.
The brand new "Guixu" plaque stands silently in the darkness.
In this newly born home surrounded by evil spirits, the first night was filled with the exhaustion after the battle, the fireworks of reconstruction, the longing for the future, and... the warm current called bond that silently flowed between coldness and detachment.
As the night deepens, the ominous clouds continue to roll.
But in Guixu Sect, although the lights are dim, the fire in people's hearts is already burning.
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