Where Feng will go is about to become a knot in Xie Zhe's mind.
In the new town, they found an inn to rest and stayed for two more days. During this period of time, they all made a tacit agreement not to mention a word about what happened in that deathly village. They all need time to adjust and deserve rest both physically and mentally.
Xie Zhe was ignored by the waiter several times as a matter of course. He had no sense of existence to begin with, and if he stopped talking, he would truly become a transparent person. Ye Lingyu and Han Sheng also wanted to say something to him, but they couldn't think of a good topic, so he just dealt with it. Until tonight when they were having dinner in the guest room, Han Chang finally couldn't help but say a few words to him.
"I'm telling you, can you stop thinking about what happened before?" He knocked on the bowl and chopsticks, looking annoyed, "I'm really fed up with you being such a boring gourd."
Ye Lingquan felt that it seemed a bit too straightforward, so he just tentatively agreed: "Well... Mr. Xie doesn't talk much."
"It's not bad." Xie Zhe picked up a chopstick of food calmly, "It's about the same as before."
But he was obviously depressed. Otherwise, no one would pluck at the nearest plate of shepherd's purse and turn a blind eye to other meat dishes. Han Chang stood up and sighed, changing the green vegetables and a plate of bean sprouts with minced meat in front of him. As expected, Xie Zhe only had bean sprouts again. Looking at him, it seemed like he couldn't tell the difference even if the dish entered his mouth.
Han Shan complained to Ling Huan: "Look, look, this guy is like a piece of wood. Oh, girl, you live in a single room, you don't know, let me tell you, he never picks up the fight. Come in and deliver the food The waiter thought I was talking to myself in the air."
"Hey... no, that's not the case, is it? I was thinking about money, so I suggested that you open one. Otherwise, I would..."
Ling Huan obviously misunderstood what he meant, and this was completely wrong. Han Chang had a lump in his throat and didn't know what to say. Forget it, it’s better not to go around in circles with them. He sat down and tapped his chopsticks on the table, not wanting to eat anymore.
"We know you have good intentions, so we want to help the child. Now we don't know if we can help, so naturally we feel uncomfortable. But the deal is done, so don't think about what has happened. You have made some changes. . Moreover, we are indeed impressed by you, and we didn’t expect that you are really capable. Okay, don’t think about it anymore!”
Xie Zhe probably didn't have much of an appetite, so he put down his chopsticks and sighed softly.
"I just feel sorry for that kid—"
"Why don't you feel sorry for me?" Han Shangyang raised his eyebrows, "Don't you feel sorry for the time and energy you spent on me going back and forth, the big gash on my arm, the blood I shed in vain? I really admire you. My own bowl is leaking. Do you care whether the dishes in other people’s pots are complete?"
Ye Lingyu clearly felt that Han Shang was getting angry. He must have been suffocated by Xie Zhe these past two days. He usually talks a lot, and he is more open-minded about things in the village than Xie Ze, so he naturally recovers faster and cannot follow Xie Ze's rhythm. Ling Huan had to find a way to change the subject so that they could not waste time on this matter.
"By the way, Master Zhongli..."
"It's time to give birth." The old fox raised a finger.
"Uh, Hanshang - I have some questions about the sets of spells you used at that time."
"I knew you were going to ask, why did you ask now? Just tell me. But whether I am willing to answer or not depends on my mood."
Ling Huan waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm just asking casually, you don't need to take it too seriously... If there's any offense, please--"
"Okay, okay, why are you always laying the groundwork? Let's get to the point."
"Hmm... I was thinking, you said you were afraid of fire, right? But I see that almost all of your spells are related to fire."
Zhongli Hanshang nodded slightly and did not deny it. He pondered for a while, as if thinking about how to explain, which part should be said and which part should not be said. After thinking about it, he crossed his legs on the other side, put his elbows on the table, raised his face, and then said slowly:
"You still remember that my junior brother Zhongli Wenjiu and I once practiced under an immortal, right? The art of the Five Elements is the most basic immortal method. And the Bagua is also a kind of transformation of the Five Elements."
"What does this have to do with gossip?"
Ye Linghua asked curiously and stopped using his chopsticks. She noticed that Xie Zhe seemed a little interested when this was mentioned. He leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to hear better. So she answered the question and encouraged him to continue talking. The latter naturally noticed.
"Hey, why are you so anxious? Isn't this what you are saying? Qiankangen shook Xunli Kundui, Xiu Sheng was injured and Du Jing died in shock. That's what he said, isn't it, Mr. Xie? Tianshui Mountain is thunderous, windy and firey, and the land is swamped. Zee is gold, mountains are earth, thunder and wind are wood, water is water, and fire is fire. Immortals say that I am most compatible with fire, and I am quite accomplished in fire magic. By the way, my brother is best known as wood magic. Thunder is a yang wood, wind is a yin wood, and his method of wind and thunder is far superior to mine. Lao Xie, what about you?"
"...understand a little bit."
"Excessive modesty is pride, brother. And your statement is a bit arrogant."
"Wait a minute." Xie Zhe tilted his head slightly and frowned, "You are older than me, right?"
"Why do you care about this? Isn't this called smooth?"
"It's okay if I call you Lao Zhong." Xie Zhe said calmly, rolling his eyes at the same time.
"...Can you stop saying such uneducated things?"
The atmosphere became more lively, and Ye Lingyu's mood finally improved.
"Well, speaking of it, I also think calling Mr. Xie is too harsh. Is there any smooth title for Mr. Xie?"
Xie Zhe replied simply: "No."
"Ah... why is this like this?" Ye Linghua was a little disappointed, but immediately cheered up, "Then if you don't mind, can I give you a name that sounds smooth to you?"
Xie Zhe didn't seem to care. He picked up the light soup bowl and nodded slightly. Ling Huan said happily:
"Then, can I call you A Zhe?"
Xie Zhe took a sip of soup. Both of them were stunned for a moment, thinking that this name seemed to be nothing. Xie Zhe coughed a few times, put the bowl back on the table, and gently shook his hand:
"It doesn't matter, I just choked. Since Miss Ye is happy, whatever happens is fine."
"Really? Thank you..."
Han Chang secretly cursed: "Double standards."
People, you still need to talk more and chat more. In this way, the situation is finally not so embarrassing. After the waiter cleared away the dishes, they sat on a chair respectively and continued chatting wordlessly. Ling Huan suddenly remembered that he hadn't finished talking about the real thing he wanted to ask, so he continued to ask:
"I was interrupted just now, and I forgot to ask you. Why on earth do you dislike the fire spell, Han Shangyang? Is it related to any bad memories? It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, I'm just a little curious..."
"Oh, that's not the case." Han Chang's tone was very relaxed. "At most, when I first learned the art of fire control, the flames were uncontrollable, which always made the situation troublesome. I thought at first that I was not good at this. , but later after being pointed out by my seniors, I realized that this was just a sign of excess strength. When I first tried to master the skill, it was a bit unstable, and I had to practice more. If I have to say... On the contrary, after I became proficient in controlling the flame, I accidentally accidentally visited my relatives. It burned my sister's tail. Her beautiful white fluff has left a small amount of black since then. She was still very angry at the time and threatened me that she would cheat me forever if I couldn't get married, until Wenjiu said he would marry her. The girl just calmed down..."
When he said this, his eyes looked soft. Han Chang was temporarily lost in longing for the past, and that beautiful atmosphere seemed to emerge as he narrated. As listeners, Xie Zhe and Ling Huan can also feel the gentle resonance.
"Hey, I've said too much. In fact, after you change your hair, you won't be able to see that black patch... The reason why I don't like open flames is simple to say. They make people, animals, monsters and even vegetation frightened. . Its power is too powerful, too violent, and it almost becomes the opposite of life. Fire seems to symbolize death. But I must always learn to deal with the power I am best at, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble .So I try to avoid using open flames as much as possible and instead rely on raising the temperature inside things... which is much gentler."
After saying that, he raised the teacup in his hand. The teacup was made of porcelain. After being held in Han Chang's hand, it quickly emitted a bright red light, and the patterns on it disappeared as the temperature increased. Then, the glaze on its surface was still intact, but more eye-catching red lines appeared inside. Because the internal heat conduction was uneven, the porcelain cup shattered in Han Shangs hands with a "pop" sound. He let go, letting the porcelain pieces fall to the floor instead of the wooden tabletop. The broken porcelain pieces cooled quickly, but they did not return to white, but remained smoky black.
"oh……"
Ling Quan and Xie Zhe both nodded thoughtfully, as if they understood what he meant.
They talked a lot more, all about the past and everyday little things. Sharing your past life is a form of generosity and a spread of kindness. This kind of thing is especially effective in bringing people closer together. No, several people even changed their names?
It wasn't until the moon hung high in the sky and everyone in every guest room fell asleep that Ye Lingquan reluctantly returned to the house. She felt happy and relaxed because she had never chatted with anyone so freely. Although I think there is still more than half the way to go, but being with these interesting people will definitely not be boring at all.
The other two people also cleaned up. After briefly washing up, Han Chang climbed into his bed and prepared to sleep. Before blowing out the candles, he glanced at Xie Zhe. The man was still sitting beside his bed without lying down. He didn't know what he was thinking about.
"Still thinking about it?" Han Chang stretched his neck, "Are you tired?"
"Ah... no, I'm thinking about something else. About what Miss Ye calls me..."
"What, you regretted it? You have to hold it in if you have any opinions. You have already agreed to it, so don't ruin the little girl's happiness."
"That's not true. It's just..."
Han Chang heard a sigh coming from the bed over there. He really couldn't stand it.
"Okay, okay, don't moan and groan. Say what you have to say, don't beat around the bush, you're just as nagging as a woman."
"The two words A Zhe..." The man surnamed Xie thought for a while before saying these two words with difficulty, "These two words are actually..."
"Actually it is?"
"My mother called her that."
"Pfft."
"why are you laughing?"
"I'm not laughing."
"I heard it."
"I thought you were deaf." Han Chang straightened up and sat beside the bed, "No, what do you think? Are you afraid that she will take advantage of you?"
"Not really... I'm just not used to it. That's all, it doesn't matter. Seeing how she looked forward to it at the time, I can't say anything."
"puff……"
"Why are you still laughing?"
"Good night!"
