Yin Tong couldn't help but feel dazed, as if she was back to the time when she delivered meals every day and they both pretended to be nobody and ate and drank in the yard.
"Do you have any questions about the medicine?" Wu Heng washed his hands, asked her to sit at the table, and got straight to the point.
The young man was wearing a long blue robe and had a gentle temperament. Sitting there he really looked like a doctor who could save the world.
If she hadn't seen him release his demonic energy and asked her with a smile whether the exploding blood mist looked good, she would have been easily fooled.
So Yin Tong sat down with a cold face, threw the box in front of him and asked, "Why are you giving me this?"
Wu Heng: "Help you ascend."
Yin Tong glared at him, "You want to ascend with me, keep pestering me!"
Wu Heng shook his head, "Don't worry, I won't go with you."
Now, it was Yin Tong's turn to be stunned, "Why don't you ascend?"
This was her main purpose for coming.
Wu Heng didn't know if he noticed or not, so he said frankly, "Because I have inner demons that I can't overcome, even if I ascend, I can't summon the thunder."
Yin Tong frowned and was silent for a moment: "Because of your senior sister?"
It is said that the brilliant and talented leader of the Xuanzong Ye clan had won the hearts of many people back then.
"Yes and no." Wu Heng lowered his eyes and smiled helplessly. "I am just a remnant soul, bearing memories and obsessions that I shouldn't have. While I have a lot of abilities, I'm also afraid that I will eventually become a demon that destroys the world. So, I probably won't leave Yinshan in this lifetime."
If you don't go out, you won't hurt anyone.
Nor will it bring shame to the Pharmacist sect.
Yin Tong didn't really understand the full story of what happened back then, but she knew this was the best outcome after Wu Heng's careful consideration. "Why are you helping me? Just because I brought you food for a few months?"
Then she even kidnapped the other person with her own hands.
Wu Heng continued to shake his head, this time his eyes fixed on her, with some seriousness and some tenderness.
"Because I like you."
Bang bang.
Yin Tong's heartbeat suddenly became chaotic, and he turned his head away again, "You're talking nonsense! Back then, in order to keep your master, you would rather destroy the Heavenly Stage to prevent her from ascending. Now you can't ascend yourself, but you want me to leave. How can this be called love?"
Seeing her cheeks flushed with anger, more gorgeous than the peach blossoms at the foot of the mountain, Wu Heng moved his fingers, but in the end did not touch her. He just whispered: "It is precisely because Jiang Ziheng made mistakes back then that I don't want to repeat the same mistakes. I think obsession should be able to be restrained. I like you, so I should help you, not stop you, right?"
Yin Tong was speechless after hearing his question.
Because she didn't understand what sacrifice and dedication meant, and she didn't understand the idea of supporting someone she loved. At first, she even wanted to confine the boy in the yard.
She pursed her lips and said, "What will you do if I leave too?"
Wu Heng looked at her and smiled slightly, "I will stay here for a long time."
Let’s see whether his inner demon defeats him in the end, or he suppresses his inner demon.
"If you have any difficulties in cultivation, you can ask me."
"...Yeah." Yin Tong lowered his eyebrows and responded in a muffled voice.
A long time passed after that day.
The peach trees in the courtyard were replaced by a bamboo forest, as lush and green as the one on Feitian Ferry.
Wu Heng had long hair, which he tied into a bun. He often wandered in the woods in a short green robe, living like an ancient man.
The monsters all thought he was weird and stayed away from the courtyard unless it was something important.
Later, he built a wooden house by himself.
This was an obsession engraved in Jiang Ziheng's bones. He no longer resisted, but just lived there alone and calmly for many years.
During this period, Yin Tong came several times, but only asked him questions outside the forest, and every time he left, he showed his disgust for the bamboo forest.
"Growing bamboo is worse than planting peach blossoms. There's something wrong with that."
Wu Heng watched her leaving, his eyes always deep and dark.
The day when the calamity cloud descended came sooner than he expected.
He sat under the eaves, holding a small wooden sculpture in his hand, which was a birthday gift for Yin Tong.
"It seems that it is no longer useful."
He stared at the sky, the carving knife piercing his palm, blood trickling down the lines, but he remained motionless. Seeing the thunder rumbling overhead, he muttered to himself, "It's useless. I won't let you out. This forest has been enchanted. You can't stop it."
He is not Jiang Ziheng, and Yin Tong will not become the second Jiang Lan.
So the thunder fell one after another, and he kept holding the wooden sculpture.
Until the last thunderclap, like a dragon and snake, suddenly turned halfway and struck the bamboo forest.
Click.
Bang.
Wu Heng turned his head to look at the barrier that was split by the thunder and the roof that was smashed through. He was a little confused for a moment.
Yin Tong, who was supposed to undergo the tribulation in the cave chosen in Xishan, was lying in the middle of the room. Half of his body had turned into demonic energy, and the other half was vomiting blood uncontrollably.
The Heavenly Steps did not appear and her ascension failed.
"What happened?" Wu Heng stood up and ran over, picked her up and fed her a pill. He asked only after he saw that her condition had stabilized.
Yin Tong coughed twice, and when she saw that the medicine was about to be spit out, Wu Heng covered her mouth with one hand.
She couldn't help but slap the other person's hand away, rolled her eyes, and said weakly: "What else can it be? I have inner demons too."
Wu Heng: “…”
He knew what was going on without asking.
Yin Tong pushed him away and sat up with difficulty, "That's bad now. My cultivation level won't be recovered for at least a few hundred years."
Having said that, she was about to leave.
Wu Heng was silent for a while, then he lowered his eyes to glance at his palms, and finally sighed, "Stay, I'll help you heal."
Yin Tong stopped in front of the door, looked down at the small wooden sculpture on the ground, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Okay."
Since then, Yin Tong has never left the wooden house.
The East and West Mountains merged again, and the monsters were even more awed by the mysterious bamboo forest. Naturally, no one noticed that every now and then, two figures would sneak out of the forest to play, and come back with a lot of delicious food.
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