Chapter 128: First published: Fate, fate is hard to predict.
Ju Mang's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and he nodded with a hint of smile, "In that case, I will take Madam Wen in first."
The dark carved door slowly closed before Song Linsheng's eyes, locking the doctor and Xiaoyu standing side by side inside the room.
Song Linsheng stood with his head bowed, not saying a word.
As the sun got darker, wisps of golden light climbed up the steps, then spread over the doors and windows, wandered around the carved window frames, and finally returned to Song Linsheng's eyes.
When Song Linsheng looked up again, his eyes were filled with mist and no light was visible.
No matter how bright the sunlight was, it could not light up his eyes.
Xiaoyu...
Then he will wait for Xiaoyu here...
Inner room.
"Master, look—"
Wen Yu lowered her voice and pointed at Chen Mian lying on the bed behind the screen, but her eyes were looking behind her, as if she wanted to look outside through the door.
Song Linsheng should have been asked to rest for a while. He had been up all night and must be very tired.
He was already frail, and had been in the water and windy these past few days, so he didn't know if he could withstand it.
Wen Yu curled her lips. Her brain was really made of wood. How could she forget?
She raised her hand and patted her forehead. She was lost in thought when she heard her master calling her.
"What's up? Wen Yujun?"
Seeing her looking back frequently, Ju Mang could guess what she was thinking without any explanation. He sighed softly and joked.
"No, nothing, Master, please come on..." Wen Yuxing's eyes were wide open, her eyebrows were raised, she stepped forward, grabbed Ju Mang's sleeve and supported him to walk inside.
"That man's name is Chen Mian, and he only has one breath left."
Wen Yu described the current situation rapidly as he walked.
"Just now, the two masters of the Netherworld, the Black and White Impermanence, came to claim my soul!" Wen Yu grabbed his master with one hand and pinched his throat with the other. "It took a lot of effort to drive those two away, saving Chen Mian's life."
Wen Yu wrinkled her nose and spoke indignantly, adding fuel to the fire.
Ju Mang calmly asked Wen Yu to push the cart forward. He half-closed his eyes and listened to Wen Yu chattering to him. When Wen Yu came to the interesting part, Ju Mang's eyelids lifted:
"Oh? Our Wen Yujun, is now so advanced in Taoism that he can drive away the ghost messengers from the Netherworld Palace?"
He didn't believe that Wen Yujun, who felt sleepy when reading scriptures and hungry when practicing, had mastered the magic to the point that he could fight two at a time and fight against the famous ghost of impermanence in the underworld.
Fight away? No matter how you look at it, it looks like running away.
A smile gradually appeared on Ju Mang's lips.
"Of course!" Wen Yu agreed without thinking.
Well, as long as the result is true, the process is not that important. No matter why they ran away, they ran away anyway, right?
Wen Yu didn't feel guilty at all. He puffed out his chest and acted as if he didn't take it seriously. "Master, you don't know how powerful I am! I can't let you down, can I?"
Nonsense, who would admit in front of his own master that he was knocked to the ground?
Naturally, three points of strength would be said to be ten points, and ten points of strength would be said to be one hundred points.
At worst, next time when her cultivation has improved, she can go to the Netherworld Palace again and ask those two for advice.
As they were talking, the two of them came to Chen Mian's bed.
Chen Mian's face was as pale as frost, his breath was weak, and there was a cold air between his brows, without a trace of blood.
His heat was constantly dissipating, and he was almost turning into a cold body.
Wen Yu couldn't bear to watch. She was used to seeing immortals with eternal youth, so it was hard for her to face such a vibrant life gradually fading away before her eyes...
It gradually became lifeless.
The life of a mortal is not only short, but also more fragile.
Wen Yu thought of Zhibai, who, as a demon, was still attached to the mortal world. Zhibai didn't know how many times he would have to see such a scene.
When that time really comes, how can I bear it?
Wen Yu bit her lower lip lightly and reached out to pull Ju Mang's sleeve.
"Master—can you, can you save him...?"
She was unsure of what to do. When she first saw her master, she felt that the gods had descended and everything would be solved. But now that she had calmed down, she couldn't help but think of the longevity branches on the immortal tree.
Everyone has his own destiny, and each life has its own branch.
Fate is fate, fate is unknown.
Wen Yu sighed inwardly and became nervous. If Master was unwilling to take action...
"I can't save him." Ju Mang just glanced at him casually and replied.
Wen Yu's heart skipped a beat. Although she had expected this, she still felt heartbroken when she heard her master say this.
The master followed the will of heaven and respected nature, never interfering with the fate of mortals. If she really begged the master to save Chen Mian, it would be a bit unreasonable.
Wen Yu's eyebrows were furrowed, and she was so anxious that she almost cried, "Master, you haven't looked yet. Why don't you take another look? What if there's still hope?"
Even if it is not a way to change fate, what if it can be cured by medicine?
Even if he doesn't use his divine power, Master is the head of all trees, so he could prescribe some herbal remedies.
If Chen Mian is gone, what will Zhibai do?
She had been in the mountains for a thousand years before she met such a Chen Mian, a Chen Mian who would say to her, "Gardenia is good enough."
"Master..." Wen Yu was extremely anxious, not knowing whether he should continue to say something to make his master change his mind.
Ju Mang was neither anxious nor impatient, and his eyes and eyebrows were still gentle and warm.
"You—" Ju Mang raised his hand to smooth Wen Yu's brows, and said angrily, "If I can't save her, there will naturally be others who can. What's the rush?"
Wen Yu was stunned. The warm and dry touch of her master's fingertips calmed her down instantly. Her originally anxious heart felt as clear as if it were a spring breeze.
"Others?" Who else?
Is there anyone in this world who has more powerful magic and higher cultivation than her master?
She had never seen him when she was touring the Temple of the Gods in the Central Heavens. If anyone had such qualifications and achievements, they should be in the Temple of the Gods. Who could it be?
Ju Mang seemed to have seen through Wen Yu's thoughts. He shook his head and asked, "Is there another important person who is not here?"
Important people? What important people?
Wen Yu's brows were about to frown again.
"The person who most wants Chen Mian to survive." Ju Mang reminded softly. His Wen Yujun was the most intelligent, so he thought he didn't need to say anything more.
The person who most wants Chen Mian to survive...
Wen Yu's brows relaxed, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. "I understand! I'll go right away!"
Seeing Wen Yu jumping away like a rabbit, Ju Mang lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, then shook his head helplessly.
He turned sideways to the bed and glanced at Chen Mian, whose face was pale.
The cold and green color on Chen Mian's face was gradually turning rosy.
But this is not a sign of improvement, but just a last glimmer of hope before a dying person.
Whatever.
Ju Mang's fingertips hidden in his sleeves moved slightly, and a green light went straight to Chen Mian's eyebrows.
It seems that we have to compete with the guy from the Netherworld for this person.
…
With a "creak", the door opened and closed, and Song Linsheng appeared in front of Wen Yu with his drooping eyebrows.
"Song Linsheng?"
Wen Yu cried out in surprise, but she was nervous and rushed out, unable to dodge and unexpectedly fell into Song Linsheng's arms.
Song Linsheng looked up when he heard the voice, and almost at the same time, the fragrance in his arms came to him, and Wen Yu's warm body hit his chest.
His limbs, standing in the corridor and enjoying the morning breeze, had already become cold. When they touched Wen Yu, the overlapping of cold and hot created a strange feeling.
Song Linsheng groaned, his mind blank for a moment, and he hurriedly lowered his head to look, "Xiaoyu?"
His eyes suddenly lit up, like a dying flame that could be rekindled by a gust of wind.
Then there was the blazing fire and warmth.
Wen Yu's face was red and she was breathing softly. She ran out of the inner room, excited by the hidden meaning in her master's words.
——Chen Mian is really saved.
"Hmm?" Wen Yu responded, but his mind was completely on another matter.
Song Linsheng raised his arms slightly, and put his hands loosely around Wen Yu's sides, holding her to prevent her from falling.
But before he could rejoice in these secret thoughts, Wen Yu supported his arms and took a step back.
"I'm going to the wing room to look for White Snake!" Wen Yu shouted anxiously, and ran away before he finished speaking.
Song Linsheng was left alone there.
"Little..." Song Linsheng hesitated to speak, and finally fell silent.
Xiaoyu, watch your step.
The firelight dimmed again and almost went out. The originally bright firewood was covered with white ash, and not a single spark could be seen.
Song Linsheng's eyes were no longer bright, and his eyelids drooped again.
"Song Linsheng——"
A spark from nowhere leaped into the fire, and immediately, a hot flame was about to ignite.
It’s Xiaoyu’s voice!
Song Linsheng quickly raised his eyes and looked sideways towards the source of the sound.
Wen Yu had already run a few steps away, but now turned back a little and was waving at Song Linsheng.
"Song Linsheng—don't stand in the corridor and get blown by the wind. Be careful not to catch a cold—" Wen Yu shouted with her hands around her lips.
Finally, she didn't forget. Wen Yu smiled and left without waiting for Song Linsheng to answer.
Watching Xiaoyu jogging further and further away, Song Linsheng opened his lips slightly and whispered, "Okay."
He listens to Xiaoyu.
A smile crept up the corner of Song Linsheng's lips. He pursed his lips several times but failed to suppress the curve, so he simply stopped hiding it and laughed heartily.
…
Soon, Wen Yu found the crucial "person" - Zhi Bai Niangzi from the east wing.
Master is right. If we were to ask who wants to save Chen Mian’s life the most right now, it would definitely be Zhibai.
I just don't know what Master meant when he said Zhibai had a way to save Chen Mian. If Zhibai really had a way, why didn't he bring it out earlier?
Wen Yu couldn't figure out the secret, he just wanted to bring Zhibai back as soon as possible, and the truth would become clear then.
When she took Zhibai through the corridor and the alley and arrived at the gate of the villa, Song Linsheng was no longer standing under the corridor to enjoy the breeze.
Wen Yu finally felt a little relieved. This was the best. After these things were settled, she would go find Song Linsheng.
At this moment, let him have a good rest.
Wen Yu invited Zhibai into the inner room, and she stayed behind to close the door. She hesitated for a moment and placed a small restriction on the bolt.
It's foolproof, it's foolproof.
Zhibai heard the creaking sound of the door opening and closing behind him and took two steps forward hesitantly.
Just now, Wen Yu would rather use her spiritual power to imprison her and let her rest aside, but now she took the initiative to lead her into the house where Mian Lang was.
Zhibai had an indescribable premonition in his heart.
I'm afraid Mianlang won't make it.
That's why Wen Yu asked her to come. Was it to say her final goodbye?
Her feet felt like they were filled with lead, making it difficult for her to move an inch. And unlike the sharp pricking sensation in her heart before, this time there was a dull pain that shot through her in waves.
Zhibai stood there in a daze, unwilling to move forward.
She seemed to have lost her sorrow and joy, as well as her happiness and anger.
If there was no Chen Mian in this world... she didn't dare to think any further.
"Since you're here, why don't you come in?"
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