I miss Xiaomo.
"It's a futile conclusion, but it's not without reason." The Emperor expressed appreciation for their speculation. "If there's unrest in the Immortal Mountain, the Demon Realm will surely seize the opportunity to break through. This world will inevitably be in chaos, and the human world will be reduced to a purgatory."
"Indeed." The old man placed the porcelain cup gently on the table. "We will regularly observe the source of the zombies. If the zombies in the human world decrease or disappear, you can send us a message."
He took out a magical instrument and a few pieces of talisman paper from his arms, "Please keep this. Pass it on once, burn the talisman paper once, and this time the letter won't be taken away by others."
"Yes." The emperor took over. "Thank you for your hard work these past two days. Rest well in the palace tonight and return to the fairy mountain tomorrow."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
When the two came out, they bumped into Cong Mo and Xi.
The four of them returned to the house and exchanged their thoughts, and found that their thoughts were surprisingly consistent.
"It's fate." Leng Can hugged Cong Mo's arm.
"We're so connected!" He ate his snacks, delighted. "The food in this palace is truly delicious."
"We haven't explained everything yet." Cong Mo said, "The woman we rescued has spiritual power in her body. She is from the Immortal Mountain."
Leng Can: “?”
An old man asked: "?"
Li then shared their speculation, "Spiritual energy and demonic energy clash. The person who did this must have known that the girl wouldn't be able to transform into a zombie in a short period of time, and was waiting for us to find her and rescue her."
"This person is too scheming. There are too many things to plan, and it's too complicated to manipulate the cause and effect." Leng Can shook his head. "If this wasn't done by someone from the Immortal Mountain, just to cause civil unrest among us, it's truly vicious."
"Master Yu, we may have misunderstood," he said, "but if all this is completely divorced from the Immortal Mountain, it simply doesn't make sense."
"We can't figure out his purpose, let alone the connection between these things." The old man said impatiently, "What exactly does this person want? Walking corpses, immortal mountains, internal strife, he wants to use us."
"Wuqing Mountain is a ruthless force, not easy to control. The chances of us becoming zombies are slim." Cong Mo rubbed his chin. "If his goal was to control the entire world, we would be the first to be eliminated. But Wuqing Mountain is the most powerful, so he can't do anything to us. He can only disintegrate the mountain from within. I believe there are still people under his control."
"Indeed, a bridge is needed to connect these events," the old man said. "And based on all the clues, the only person who can serve as this bridge is someone from the Immortal Mountain."
I'm really confused because what I know is fragmented and I can't piece together a complete ending or what I know.
What they said was just half-guessing.
"Don't overthink it." Leng Can hugged the old man Qing Yi and Cong Mo, one in each hand, and bumped their shoulders together. "The most important thing today is to get a good night's sleep. We have already dealt with the affairs of the human world. Everything requires steady progress, one step at a time. If you suspect there's a traitor in the fairy mountain, we can ask the girl when she wakes up after a good rest today. She definitely didn't go to that desolate place voluntarily. She must have been forced to go there."
"Indeed, there's really no point in thinking so much." The old man said with a smile, "Never mind, it's better to get some rest tonight. Tomorrow when we return to the Immortal Mountain, we'll have to deal with those with even more complicated minds."
"Yes." Cong Mo nodded and produced five talismans, one for each person. "Stick them on the door to prevent accidents. Your Majesty has the dragon energy to resist, but we can't."
After chatting for a while, they went their separate ways. Cong Mo went to the woman's room first, and after making sure she was sleeping soundly, he put a talisman on the door.
Leng Can followed her, holding her hand, with a lonely expression, "We can't sleep together tonight."
In such a solemn place as the imperial palace, Leng Can did not dare to act rashly.
"Yeah." Cong Mo didn't refute anything, "Just protect yourself."
Leng Can became unhappy, "Why are you reacting so calmly?"
"Then how should I react?" Cong Mo was puzzled. "You and I don't sleep together."
"Forget it." Leng Can curled his lips, shook off her hand, and took two quick steps back to his room.
Men and women separated. Cong Mo was in another yard. She glanced at the closed door, hesitated for two seconds, and then walked away.
Leng Can stood inside the door and waited for a long time. He was so sleepy that he fell asleep. He waited for nothing. He opened the door and saw only darkness outside. A few orange lights illuminated the roadside. The palace had reduced expenses recently and the use of many places had been reduced a lot.
His chest was shaking with anger. He closed the door, ran to the couch in three or two steps, kicked off his shoes, turned around wrapped in the quilt, hummed twice in unhappiness, and felt sad for a while. As a result, he fell asleep in a few seconds, and fell asleep very sweetly.
He was indeed exhausted today.
So he forgot about it and stuck the talisman on the door.
“Huff… Uh…”
The wind blew a chill on the back of his neck in the middle of the night. Leng Can stretched his arm back, but before he touched his neck, he felt a burst of heat. He was dazed and didn't think much about it. He pulled the quilt and turned around.
When he opened his eyes, a dark shadow stood in front of the couch, and the heat he felt was the burning wick in the center of the lantern, flickering on and off, just like the Black Impermanence he had seen in the underworld.
He was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. He thought he was going to die again. His head tilted and he passed out. He woke up in less than two seconds, holding his breath and almost suffocated himself. The shadow in front of him seemed to be closer to him. He could smell the candlelight of the lantern and the smell of grass clippings on his body. Leng Can couldn't stop shaking and clenched his hands in the quilt.
To make sure it goes all the way, he lifted the quilt and kicked him.
“Ahh…”
With a raised foot, Leng Can kicked it one meter away.
The old man and the girl were startled awake by his cry. Without even putting on their clothes, they ran over and found the door of the house was open. They went in and took a look.
Sitting on the couch was Leng Can wrapped in a quilt, and lying on the ground was a young eunuch foaming at the mouth. There was a very deep footprint on his stomach, and it looked like he had been kicked quite hard.
The lantern rolled on the ground, slowly rolled to the feet of the two men, and then the fire was extinguished.
An old man said: "..."
Cang: "..."
Leng Can burst into tears when he saw them coming, "Master, Senior Brother... I'm scared... My legs are weak and I can't move..."
He stepped forward, took Leng Can into his arms, and soothed him softly. The old man picked up the lantern and set it aside. He bent down to check the young eunuch's pulse and said, "He's normal. He was just kicked unconscious. There's no sign of demonic energy or zombies. He does have some spiritual power, which may have been contaminated by Leng Can's fear."
"What's going on?"
The general heard the noise and came forward with a group of guards. "What happened?"
The two men kowtowed to the general. Leng Can was so scared that he hid in Xi's arms and couldn't raise his head.
"Don't blame me, General. My disciple was terribly frightened."
"Nothing."
The old man briefly told him what had just happened, "Maybe he was sleepwalking!"
"No, this eunuch is dressed neatly and carrying a lantern. He must be on his palace inspection today." The general circled around the young eunuch. "But this is a guest's residence. I have specifically instructed that they should not be disturbed. He definitely came here for a purpose, and this is not just a sleepwalking accident."
He ordered his men to carry the eunuch and "send him to the infirmary to see what's going on."
"This matter is strange. I will give you an explanation." said the general.
"Thank you, General." The old man thanked him and then asked, "How is the situation in the capital today?"
"Everything is fine. There are no zombies." The general said, "His Majesty told me. Thank you for taking the risk."
"No need. We are supposed to protect the world. Solving all the troubles is what the Immortal Mountain should do."
"I still have to thank you. Everyone has their own difficulties. The human world and the immortal mountains are all in turmoil." The general sighed. "Wuqing Mountain has suffered such a great change. You have only just woken up, and you have come here for this. If we can't even protect you, there is no point in leaving the world to us. We won't feel safe living in this palace."
"General, your words are sincere."
"Ha..." The general patted his shoulder, "Rest well, we will guard this place well."
"Well, thank you, General."
"Brother." Leng Can tugged at Xi's clothes, tears streaming down his face. "Can you take me to find Xiaomo? I miss her."
After seeing the general off, the old man came back and heard him say this. He walked over and slapped him on the back of the head. Cong Mo was not there, so he didn't realize that he hit him harder. "Men and women should not touch each other. Don't even think about sleeping with me today."
"Ouch..." Leng Can snuggled into Yi's arms. Yi caressed the spot he had just hit with a distressed look. Since returning from the illusion, he had been as indulgent to Leng Can as Cong Mo was to him. "Master, you hit me too hard."
"?"
So, Xi was so happy about his victory that he suddenly had a headache.
"Then... I'll sleep with my senior brother." Leng Can hugged Xi's waist and settled for the next best option.
While covering his head, he comforted Leng Can, "Master, Junior Brother, please sleep with me today."
"You two... that's all." The old man shook his head. "Don't bother with anything else. Just sleep well."
Leng Can's eyes were blurred with tears, and he looked at the old man pitifully, "Yes, Master."
The old man resisted the urge to roll his eyes, shook his sleeves and left.
Only Leng Can and Xi were left. He became bolder and grabbed Xi's clothes, "Senior Brother..."
"What's wrong?" asked while tidying the quilt.
"I miss Xiaomo..." Speaking of this, he stopped crying, his eyes rolled around, full of clever ideas, "If Xiaomo knew what happened today, he would feel sorry for me."
"What do you want to do?" He suddenly felt something was wrong.
"I want to see Xiaomo."
"Master won't allow it."
"Master is not here." Leng Can's eyes were watery, like a wounded puppy. "Can't I see Xiao Mo once? Just once."
He hesitated, "Junior sister is asleep."
"Wake her up."
Cang: "..."
In the middle of the night, there were two sneaky figures in the palace, leaning against the wall and moving around cautiously.
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