Chapter 185 First Release "Miss Yingying!"...
Wen Yu flipped his wrist and pulled Song Linsheng behind him. Then, the other hand hidden in his sleeve gathered a little green light, and in the blink of an eye, a stream of air flew out silently and rushed forward.
——It’s a barrier.
However, such a barrier was not a problem for her.
Wen Yu lowered his eyes, muttered a few words in his mind, and used his mind to control the surrounding air. When he raised his eyes again, the barrier in front of him dissipated.
There were sounds of insects chirping and wind blowing in my ears. Unlike the deadness just now, everything along the Yuanshui River seemed to come alive.
When she was in the Temple of Spring, she often ran away with Chi Huang to play and have fun, but this did not mean that she would abandon the Heart Sutra technique taught by her master.
Now it's finally useful, and it doesn't bring shame to my master.
Wen Yu looked around. Although the place was filled with the constant croaking of frogs and chirping of insects, the constant gurgling of water, and the many complex and intertwined sounds, but...
Song Linsheng tilted his head and looked at Wen Yu, who was silent and focused. Although he didn't know what Xiaoyu was thinking, he could feel the constant heat coming from his wrist.
That was Xiaoyu's body temperature.
Under the vast and empty sky with no wind, this little bit of warmth was enough to protect him from the gusts of night wind.
Song Linsheng's lips curled up, a faint but satisfied smile appeared on his cheeks, "Xiaoyu——"
But before he finished speaking, Wen Yu was so startled that she came back to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream.
Wen Yu suddenly raised her head, and stars were reflected in her suddenly widened eyes. Before she could say anything to stop him, she reached out and covered Song Linsheng's mouth and nose with her hand.
As their eyes met, Wen Yu shook her head silently.
Song Linsheng was tall, and this posture made it seem as if Wen Yu was hanging in front of him.
He lowered his eyes to look at Xiaoyu. Her eyes were clear and bright, three times brighter than the moonlight. The reflection in her eyes was only his figure.
It was as if the noise had faded away, all things had vanished, and only he and Xiaoyu were left in the world.
There was a warm breath coming from Xiaoyu's fingertips.
Song Linsheng's eyes darkened, and he fell silent, only nodding slightly obediently.
He didn't move much, but he held Wen Yu's hand.
Warm breath gushed out, each wave more rapid than the last, bringing with it a hint of dampness.
——Song Linsheng’s breathing.
Wen Yu swallowed unconsciously, and then a cool night breeze blew, waking her up completely.
Wen Yu suddenly retracted his hand and turned away.
There was nothing in front of him, and Song Linsheng couldn't help but look away slightly.
After a brief pause, Wen Yu calmly continued to hold Song Linsheng's hand with her wide sleeves as a cover, and her free hand pointed at herself and Song Linsheng, and then pointed at the reed marsh in front.
Song Linsheng immediately understood and nodded to Wen Yu.
The two of them walked forward quietly and lightly, hiding successfully in the reeds under the cover of the chirping of insects and frogs.
Wen Yu reached out a hand to push away the reeds in front of her eyes, then tilted her head to look outside.
The moonlight poured down, casting staggered spots of light on the surface of the Yuanshui River, which flickered and danced like the brilliance of gems and jade.
Right next to the river is an open wetland. The light reflected from the river illuminates it brightly, and two figures standing in the middle can be vaguely seen.
It is still too early to call it a human figure.
Wen Yu narrowed his eyes. The aura floating and intertwined around him was not entirely mortal.
"how so?"
"I don't know how things turned out like this..."
The graceful and soft female voice seemed calm and self-contained at first, but as she spoke further, her voice became more sobbing, like crying, complaining, and longing, as if she was asking the other person she was talking to, and also seemed to be asking herself.
"I just hated him for breaking his promise...but I didn't expect..."
"Why is this happening? Is this the situation he wants?"
"Is... this what I want?"
Wen Yu held his breath and listened attentively. Although he couldn't hear everything clearly, he could still hear most of it.
However, these words were scattered, intermittent, and incoherent, which made people confused.
Wen Yu glanced at Song Linsheng and saw that Song Linsheng frowned and remained silent with a solemn expression.
How could she forget...
Last time, Xiyan said that it was indecent for her to lie on someone's roof with Song Linsheng. Now she is eavesdropping with Song Linsheng. Isn't it even more inappropriate?
Wen Yu was silent in his heart, but the current situation forced him to do so, so it would be inappropriate... so what?
She reached out and patted the back of Song Linsheng's hand soothingly, and signaled him to relax with her eyes.
Song Linsheng nodded slightly. He knew Xiaoyu's concerns, but he was not concerned about his own reputation.
But...
If the person in front of her was just an ordinary woman, Xiaoyu would probably have no need to hide or bend down to eavesdrop.
Xiaoyu has never been the type to pry into other people's affairs.
unless……
Song Linsheng's frown deepened as a bold guess emerged in his mind, shocking him and leaving him speechless.
Seeing that Song Linsheng remained silent, Wen Yu assumed that he had let go of his worries, so he stopped thinking about it and turned his gaze back to the wetland.
The person standing opposite the woman who spoke earlier seemed to be another woman, but she was quite tall and had her back turned, so Wen Yu couldn't see her clearly.
As if stumped by the question, the woman remained silent and let the previous woman sob.
When Wen Yu thought she would not speak, a chill came over her, and the man's hesitant voice mixed with the night wind rang out -
"Don't you... hate him? He has ended up like this..."
"You should be happy, but here you are...shedding tears?"
At the end of the sentence, the rising tone was full of confusion and bewilderment.
"It's true that I hate him, but, but I once admired him..." The woman's words were very difficult to say, with entanglement and struggle, certainty and doubt coexisting.
The woman in black robe, on the other hand, was obviously even more incredulous, and couldn't help but take a step forward to face him head-on.
Although Wen Yu was far away and couldn't see the expression on her face, from the way she walked hurriedly, she could imagine that she was as surprised as if she had heard something out of the ordinary.
As expected, before Wen Yu could think about it, the other end had already spoken -
"What's the dividing line between love and hate? Which is more important, now or in the past?"
Although her words were harsh, her tone was more puzzled than condemning.
Such a strong contrast made Wen Yu very suspicious of their relationship.
Sisters? Friends? Or something else?
Wen Yu couldn't explain it clearly either.
The woman in plain robe seemed to be stunned by these questions and remained silent.
"Are you serious—" The woman in black robe hesitated and spoke again, as if she wanted to give some advice, but she didn't have time to finish.
The woman in the white robe suddenly spoke up, "If love and hate were always clear-cut and could be let go, how could there be so many people in the world praying to gods and Buddhas for peace of mind..."
Love, hate, past, present.
Wen Yu wondered in his heart, could it be some kind of love-struck goblin or ghost, discussing worldly philosophy here?
No wonder, ever since she broke through the barrier, she always had a vague sense of familiarity.
I was a little confused at first, but now it seems that it is because we are both fairies.
I just don't know which fellow Taoist he is...
Song Linsheng, who was standing aside, remained silent. As he watched the changes on Wen Yu's face, his guess became more and more confirmed.
If he were alone here, he wouldn't be afraid of any danger or the unknown, but now he has Xiaoyu by his side...
It was his duty to investigate the spring amaranth, but now Xiaoyu has been put in danger.
Song Linsheng felt extremely regretful.
"No need to say anything else. I just want to ask you—" The woman in the black robe said in a slightly cold voice, as if she was extremely focused and serious. "If you had to choose, would you rather have him as he is now or as he was before?"
After these words were spoken, the woman in plain robe did not respond immediately, as if she was shocked.
On the contrary, Wen Yu on the other side moved his ears——
he?
The him now, the him before?
who is he?
After a lot of twists and turns, Wen Yu finally noticed the "he" in their words.
As doubts grew in his heart, Wen Yu couldn't help but frown.
"I...even though I hate him, I only wish he could be the person he used to be...I don't want him to suffer like this."
Such an answer was obviously unexpected. The woman in the black robe seemed stunned for a moment and was speechless for a long time.
After a moment of silence, the woman in black robes finally spoke:
"Are you serious?"
"He used to be so far away from you, but now, if you want, you can have him in front of you every day."
"Even so, you still want to choose the past?"
She spoke lightly, each word becoming softer and softer, and even the sound of the wind could not blow away the confusion in her.
"Yes, if time could go back and everything could start over, I would also choose the past." The woman in plain clothes spoke with pauses and each word was sonorous. The tenacity in her words was like a heavy hammer hitting the ears of everyone present.
——Naturally, this also includes Wen Yu.
Although she didn't know the whole story, Wen Yu could hear the entanglements, anger, infatuation, love and hate in these few words.
Wen Yu was overwhelmed with emotion and couldn't help but pat Song Linsheng's palm.
In the past, she only thought that gods and immortals had seen through the mortal world and escaped from the cycle of reincarnation, which was what all living beings pursued. But now, after hearing these words, she felt that it was not in vain for mortals to dare to love and hate.
Song Linsheng pursed his lips and said nothing, his open palms quietly accepting Wen Yu's fingertips, allowing her to pat him intermittently.
The wetlands on the riverbank were silent, and the surroundings seemed to have fallen into the darkness of eternal night. The moonlight disappeared into the clouds, and the woman in the black robe no longer answered.
Wen Yu loosened his hand that was pushing away the reeds and immediately pulled back.
Even if she wanted to watch the fun, she should have seen enough. Now that the other party had no intention of hurting anyone, she shouldn't disturb him.
After eavesdropping for so long, she felt a little embarrassed.
At the moment, it seems that retreating quietly is the best option.
Although the other party is most likely not a mortal, the world between heaven and earth and within the six realms is not just a world for mortals.
It is best if all beings are equal and do not disturb each other.
But before Wen Yu could withdraw his hand, the woman in black robe tilted her body slightly, as if she had noticed something.
Wen Yu paused and his whole body stiffened.
——Not good.
"who--"
A low whistle cut through the night sky like a sharp blade, heading straight towards where Wen Yu was.
Its momentum was fierce and ferocious, causing the surrounding airflow to rage, like a rain of arrows shooting out from a bow, unstoppable.
This is……
Demonic power!
Wen Yu's pupils constricted, and the other party's cultivation was far above hers.
It seems that the barrier just now was just casually set up, so it is easy to detect.
In a flash, Wen Yu raised his hand and lifted up Song Linsheng's moon-white robe from his shoulders, then threw it into the air, blocking most of Song Linsheng's vision.
As the airflow was about to approach, the robe fell right in front of Song Linsheng.
Wen Yu put her arms around Song Linsheng's waist and spun him around with some cleverness, causing him to look away.
Behind him, Wen Yu stretched out a palm and faced the airflow directly.
There was no roaring sound, nor was there any flash of light from the collision of the two.
Wen Yu's heart trembled. Was the other party testing her?
But she actually took action.
Isn't this just throwing herself into disarray? Wen Yu felt uneasy and thought to herself that this was not good. She, who was always calm, couldn't help but become increasingly anxious.
"Sir, why don't you show up and wait for me to invite you?"
The gentle and affectionate female voice came from across the reeds, as if it was not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, and was determined to reach Wen Yu's ears.
Wen Yu paused. This voice was completely different from the low cry just now. The scolding was as sharp as a knife, but this cry was extremely tender.
It seemed as if everything just now was an illusion.
Reed catkins were swaying in the wind, the night was silent, and Wen Yu felt lost for a moment.
Through the overlapping reeds, Wen Yu was not sure about the situation on the other side.
Doing something without certainty means danger.
But the call just now seemed to linger in her heart for a long time, never fading away for a moment.
Wen Yu seemed fascinated and took half a step forward.
"Xiaoyu, don't go." Song Linsheng held Wenyu's wrist with one hand, "Be careful."
Song Linsheng's palms felt slightly cold, and Wen Yu couldn't help but curl her fingertips.
The ice and snow melt and Qingming Festival reappears.
As if waking up from a dream, Wen Yu stopped abruptly, his hair covered in sweat.
The art of manipulating people's minds...
Wen Yu suddenly felt a surge of fear in her heart. Song Linsheng was still beside her, and any rash action might be detrimental to Song Linsheng.
As he was hesitating, the female voice sounded again.
"Are you really waiting for me to invite you?"
The unhurried tone of voice made people feel extremely oppressed for no reason.
Wen Yu held Song Linsheng in her arms and leaned over to warn him, "Song Linsheng, follow me closely."
"Xiaoyu..." Song Linsheng shook his head, seemingly unwilling to let her take risks.
"I'll take care of everything." Wen Yu no longer hesitated.
Since she couldn't avoid it, she might as well face it head-on. The Temple of Spring had never taught her to be a coward.
After saying this, Wen Yu protected Song Linsheng and walked across the reed marsh step by step.
She wasn't scared, she just felt weird.
As goblins and ghosts, they naturally have the ability to change their appearance, but it is easy to change their appearance but difficult to conceal their aura.
She seemed to have seen the aura contained in this demonic power on something before—
At the bottom of the Yuanshui River, there are spring weeds.
Layer upon layer of reed flowers spread out before my eyes, like the sun coming out after the clouds have parted. The further I walked, the clearer the view became. The moonlight shone on the surface of the Yuanshui River, illuminating the wetlands on the side.
Raising their sleeves to brush past the last clump of reeds, Wen Yu and Song Lin walked out hand in hand.
"Mr. Zhou?"
Looking at the face that suddenly appeared in front of him, Wen Yu couldn't help but exclaim.
The figure of the woman in plain clothes gradually became clearer, and it turned out to be... Mr. Zhou from Wendao Bookstore.
Zhou Lehui looked panicked, yet he forced himself to remain calm. His face looked lifeless under the cold moonlight.
If she wasn't a teacher, she would have looked more like a student who had made a mistake and was exposed on the spot.
"Madam Wen... Lord Song... you..." Zhou Lehui answered in a low voice with his lips slightly parted.
Song Linsheng glanced at Zhou Lehui with doubt, but did not linger for long due to courtesy.
Wen Yu turned sideways and glanced at Song Linsheng, and they both saw undisguised surprise in each other's eyes.
"It's you?" Wen Yu couldn't explain how she felt.
During the day, she suddenly glanced and seemed to see Mr. Zhou, but in a flash he disappeared without a trace. She just thought she was dazzled and recognized the wrong person.
But now, Mr. Zhou was right in front of her, but she didn't dare to recognize him.
Those two sounds just now... were clearly from a demon...
And Mr. Zhou is naturally a human being.
Is it a coincidence, or was it premeditated?
Is it a misunderstanding, or is it hidden too deeply?
Wen Yu held her breath and concentrated, and her grip on Song Linsheng's hand tightened a little.
Could it be that there really is such a clever illusion in this world that can disguise someone as a mortal and deceive her?
Zhou Lehui on the opposite side suddenly raised his head after hearing what Wen Yu said, and there seemed to be endless words in his eyes that he had not yet spoken.
Wen Yu stared at Zhou Lehui, only to see her mouth slightly open -
"It's me."
The person who spoke was not Zhou Lehui, but another woman who walked out slowly from behind her.
That is the woman in the black robe.
The moonlight poured down, illuminating her whole body with brilliance.
Even though Wen Yu often compared himself to the Three Holy Mothers and He Xiangu, his breathing couldn't help but stop for a moment when the person in front of him appeared.
Pure white, yet breathtaking.
It is clearly not a fierce face, and can even be considered gentle, but for some reason it makes people feel charming and extremely evil.
This feeling seems... seems to have appeared in someone before.
Wen Yu's thoughts were in a mess. Fragments in her mind flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope, stimulating her nerves quickly and sharply, but she couldn't remember it no matter what.
This woman did not wear her hair in a bun like other women. Instead, she let the loose hair in front of her forehead fly freely, and several braids fell in front of her body, adding a sense of casualness and freedom.
There was a silver bell pendant hanging on her ear, and a longevity lock made of twisted gold wire on her neck. In the middle was a little vermilion, I don't know what kind of spiritual stone or colored gem it was, but it was emitting a deep light, like drops of blood flowing through it.
Wen Yu frowned and said nothing, watching her walk step by step from behind Zhou Lehui, until she reached Zhou Lehui's side and was about to pass him -
Zhou Lehui hurriedly called out, "Miss Yingying!"
Miss Nymph...
Wen Yu silently recited this name in his heart——
Water chestnut.
It sounds more like the name of some aquatic plant or algae. Could it really be the spring amaranth under the Yuan River?
Zhou Lehui's shouts seemed to have no effect. The woman named Yingying kept walking, as if nothing in the world could stop her, and walked straight towards Wen Yu and Song Linsheng.
In other words, it came straight towards Wen Yu.
Those watery eyes were clear and bright, yet also unfathomable, subtle and dark.
The familiar smell became stronger as the person approached.
Fairies and ghosts are more sensitive to smells than ordinary people, and Wen Yu is no exception.
Wen Yu's face was as calm as a lake, her heart was beating like a drum, and it seemed as if millions of butterflies were flapping their wings in her chest. The increasingly loud roar resounded in her ears, making her a little unable to bear it.
It's really spring grass...
Seeing her getting closer and closer, Wen Yu wanted to speak out to stop her, but he didn't know where to start.
But she had no intention of stopping and continued to move forward slowly.
"Wenyu!"
A rapid shout came from far away and came between the two of them, but in the blink of an eye, Yan Zi flashed to Wen Yu's side.
"What's going on? Are you okay?" As she spoke, Yan Zi glanced around warily, taking in the people around her, and then whispered softly into Wen Yu's ear—
"I followed the path you pointed out, and the spring tumbleweed wasn't at the bottom of the Yuan River."
Spring fluff is gone?
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