You really are looking forward to it...
"Is she still alive?" he asked hurriedly.
"It should be alive." Cong Mo shook his head and fell into memories.
When Xiaocan fell off the cliff, she was so angry that she lost her mind and used the last bit of love left in her body to find the location of Qinggen Congmo. She killed her way from the edge of the cliff to the streets and palaces. There was blood and gore everywhere, and corpses were everywhere.
Until an old man came in and brought her back to her senses.
"Master, when you woke me up, all I could think about was going to the underworld to save Xiaocan. I couldn't think of anything else."
Leng Can pouted his lips in embarrassment.
"Thinking about it now..." Cong Mo began to doubt, "I used up the last bit of my affection to find her and killed so many demon soldiers. Considering what's happening now, this must have been part of her plan."
The old man and her met eyes and said in unison,
"resentment."
He quickly realized what she was thinking and said, "Those demon soldiers you killed in the Demon Realm back then were enough to arouse powerful resentment. That was the first source of resentment. The village we destroyed was just one of the baits she used to lure us in and make us discover the secret. She had this plan long ago. Leng Can's death drove you mad. She knew your emotions and knew you would never let Leng Can die. As a result, she had to use forbidden techniques, and I was punished. In this way, you and I fell, and only Leng Can and I were left on Wuqing Mountain. Guarding over our comatose self, we would be unable to hinder her plan. No one in the world could stop her, giving her the opportunity to grow. Otherwise, with what she had back then, she would not be able to complete this plan."
Leng Can's pupils suddenly shrank, and he lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Cong Mo.
He moved a stool and sat beside them, listening to their conversation. "Master and Junior Sister have fallen. My Junior Brother alone can't do anything."
Cong Mo's expression was calm. "She really can calculate. She even managed our actions and timing with incredible precision. The remnants of our love from back then really inspired her. She uses resentment to manipulate everything invisibly. Aside from the four of us, anyone else would have resentment and anger, making them easy to control."
The old man sighed and said, "If you hadn't separated, you wouldn't know how smart you would be now."
"Then why is there no smell of demonic energy?" asked Xi.
"She must have some method we don't know about." Cong Mo looked at the three of them, "You should go back and rest quickly. You've been guarding me all night."
The old man understood the hint in her eyes and nodded, "If you are fine, we will go back."
"And..." The old man rubbed her head, "You haven't lost your mind yet. You are still rational."
"Master, let's go." Leng Can saw his movements and took advantage of his hand just touching hers to hug his arm, with a fake smile, and pulled him out, "You must be tired."
The old man shuddered all over and pulled his arm away with all his strength. "Did I hit you in the head last night and make you crazy?"
"No." He put away the wooden stool and followed them, circling Leng Can's head with his fingers. "It's round and complete."
An old man said: "..."
Leng Can: “…”
The old man Qing Yi and Cong Mo set out after lunch in the afternoon, using the excuse of going to the fairy mountain. Leng Can knew what was going on, but he just looked at Cong Mo without saying a word, his eyes full of reluctance.
Cong Mo couldn't understand the meaning in his eyes, he just felt that he was about to cry. Yu Lingzhi repeatedly assured him that nothing would happen, and Leng Can's expression didn't seem so aggrieved.
The two said goodbye in a hurry and set off on the journey to the demon world.
The old man had a comfortable nap in the morning and was full of energy. There was a hint of excitement between his eyebrows. He raised his hand and poked Cong Mo's arm, "Did you tell Leng Can that we are going to the Demon Realm?"
"?" Cong Mo's body was stiff for several seconds. He silently flew his sword away from him. He paused for a moment, as if thinking about how to answer him.
"How did Master know?"
"Leng Can's expression is easy to understand."
Cong Mo silently praised, "Master is amazing."
The old man raised an eyebrow and said, "I also want to tell you something. Come closer."
Cong Mo glanced at him but didn't move.
"I won't hit you." The old man assured again and again, "I'm just talking."
"really?"
"really."
Cong Mo hesitated for two seconds, then slowly moved towards him, "What's the matter?"
"Ahem..." The old man coughed twice, raised his hand to the corner of his mouth, and leaned towards her. "Xing also knew that we were going to the Demon Realm today, but I didn't tell him. He guessed it himself. He guessed it last night when I went to the back mountain to look for you. I was angry at the time and let it slip, so he knew it. But I asked him to keep it a secret and not tell Leng Can."
It turned out that he himself was feeling insecure and wanted to seek some psychological comfort.
Cong Mo: “…”
What they had determined to keep secret ended up being known to Leng Can and Yu but unknown to each other.
She flatly said, "It's a joke."
The old man was unable to refute. He opened his mouth and said affirmatively, "...Indeed."
The two looked at each other and glanced away at the same time. They were undoubtedly speechless about each other's actions and dishonesty, but they could not show any anger because of their own equally dishonest behavior.
I can only say that they are worthy of being master and disciple.
"Oh, I almost forgot something important." The old man pulled out a book from his sleeve after saying that. "I watched over you last night. Based on the inconveniences of the past few days, I read a lot of books. In this book, I found another possibility that differs from our single idea."
Cong Mo took the book and said, "This is a banned book. I have never seen it in the library."
"Hmm." The old man remained noncommittal. "This matter is truly something only you and I know."
Yi You nodded, "Yes."
"Don't be in a hurry to study this book. Listen to me first." Seeing her serious expression, the old man shook his head and said, "Yesterday morning, I went to find Shuyi."
He returned to Wuqing Mountain yesterday. The more he thought about it, the more strange and wrong it seemed to him. What they saw, coupled with Leng Can and Xi's descriptions, all indicated the strangeness of the entire fairy mountain. Unable to resist the impulse, he thought for a while and went to Shu Mountain to find the old man Shuyi.
Inside the fairy mountain, the old man Shu Yi has a gentle personality and has always been on good terms with him, but since he woke up, he has never seen him again. This does not conform to the logic of the old man Shu Yi's interactions with others.
Correspondingly, he knew the old man Shu Yi very well, and he might be able to discover something unusual from him.
"Master Qingyi." The disciples guarding Shushan called out respectfully when they saw him.
The old man nodded and said, "Is Elder Shu here? I'm here to look for him."
"Yes." The disciple said, "But we need to report to the master."
"?" The old man looked strange for a moment. With the barrier protecting it, it was difficult for monsters to enter. The immortal mountains did not arrange disciples to guard them. It was the same when they went to the main immortal mountain last time, and it was the same when Leng Can and Yu went to Yaoshan. Now they have arrived at Shushan, and there are disciples guarding them.
The old man shook his head. Maybe he was overthinking it. The Demon Realm was restless, so the various immortal mountains had strengthened their defenses. There was nothing strange about it.
He didn't say anything, but stepped back a little. "Okay, I'll wait here."
The disciple hurried to report, and soon he was taken in.
"Shuyi." He saw the old man Shuyi waiting for him in the pavilion from a distance. The old man Shuyi called out, "It's been a long time."
"Yes." The old man stood up and smiled at him, gentle and pleasant. "Sit down quickly, and have some good tea. Is there anything important that brought you here today?"
"Can't I just come to you to reminisce about the past? You haven't come to see me since I woke up. It's fine if others don't come, but you didn't come either." The old man sat cross-legged across from him, looking at the tea in front of him without moving. "Why are you guarding them so tightly? Even after I come, you still have to do this? We've been friends for many years, and you still don't trust me?"
"Why wouldn't you want to go?" The old man Shu Yi looked at him and sighed. "It's because of you back then... Alas, speaking of that matter, I don't know who to blame. You violated the boundaries, used the forbidden book, and were punished in public. The elders saw it all, and you provoked them like that. How could they be convinced by you? Naturally, they distanced themselves from you and treated you as an alien. You were unconscious for two years, and the Immortal Mountain has changed rapidly. Disciple selections and magic cultivation are all one thing after another. The elders of our generation are also old, and we have to prepare to train the next generation. I am also the elder of Shu Mountain, unlike Wuqing Mountain. Including you, there are four of us in total. I have to protect Shu Mountain, and I can't become hostile to the other elders of the Immortal Mountain because of you. On the surface, I have to distance myself from you. And now you no longer hide your original appearance, you are free and easy, and your spiritual power is profound. The elders dare not approach you, and I certainly cannot take the initiative to look for you."
She slowly sipped her tea. "The guards are only there to prevent any accidents. The world is far from peaceful these days."
The words were airtight and logical, with no fault to be found. After thinking about it, the old man felt that he was being too suspicious. "Forget it, it's my fault for coming here to question you."
"How could that be? I felt guilty towards you as well. Fortunately, it's all over now, and everything has returned to normal." The old man Shu Yi smiled and said, "Although the various immortal mountains still look at Wuqing Mountain and Wuqing Dao with strange eyes, everything will be fine with time."
"Yeah." Elder Qingyi nodded, picked up the teacup in front of him, and played with it in his hands. "It's just that the immortal mountains are still treating us badly, especially Jianyi. They have a deep misunderstanding of me, even though I used to have the best relationship with him."
The old man Shuyi was a little unnatural, his eyes kept looking at the tea, and his words were perfunctory, "Yes, Jianyi just misunderstood you, it will be fine."
"Haha..." The old man clenched his cup tightly, turned his head and looked at her, half-closed his eyes, his black pupils glittering with light, "I didn't say anything, why are you so nervous?"
"There's no need to be nervous." The old man pointed at the cup in his hand, "Try it quickly, it tastes really good."
"Really?" The old man lowered his eyes to look at the cup in his hand, "Then I'll try it."
He held the porcelain cup close to his lips. The moment it was about to touch his lips, he paused and glanced at the old man, "You really are... looking forward to it."
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