When Ling Huan caught up with his cousin, the sun had already set. There are still many people on the street, but since this is a downtown area, the restaurants and theaters on the street have their doors open, and the waiters are shouting at the top of their lungs. She stumbled and pushed away from the crowd, ignoring the endless complaints, with only one direction in her eyes. For some reason, as if there was some kind of telepathy, Yin Quan, who was originally following Chen Xing, suddenly stopped and hurriedly walked. Chenxing turned around in confusion, and saw together with her that someone not far away seemed to be slowly approaching from the sea of people. People frowned in dissatisfaction, and some even cursed rudely.
Then, Chenxing saw a figure very similar to Yinju rushing towards him.
The two sisters reunited after a long separation and cried holding each other's hands, neither of them caring about the strange looks from others. Chenxing looked at the two of them and slightly distanced themselves, not because he felt embarrassed, but to give them space. She thought that this must be the cousin Yin Huan had "talked about", but she didn't know that the two were so similar, like biological sisters. To say that her sister is really pitiful, her face is like a dish, and she doesn’t know how much she has suffered outside.
The joy of reunion filled every limb and body, and all the sufferings in the past were as if they had never been experienced before, making Ling Huan feel brand new from the inside out. Hunger is forgotten, fatigue is expelled, and pain is healed... Great joy is followed by empty sadness, but new joy is full of vitality, constantly rising from the depths of the heart, and the waves of emotions intertwine with each other, gushing out from the eyes. . Even at this moment, Ling Huan will be grateful for all the blessings and misfortunes in the past, which led to his current ending. In the past, they were not separated, and the separation time was even longer than this time. But after both of them had gone through so many turmoils, the significance of their encounter was more significant than ever before. At this moment, Ling Huan, who had been confused for a while, felt that he was truly alive.
After a long time, the two sisters finally recovered, and Chenxing took them to a nearby inn to rest. By the time the two people's emotions stabilized, it was already late at night. Face to face in the room, Ling Huan finally realized an important issue.
From beginning to end, Yin Huan didn't say a word.
Even when she cried, she just sobbed quietly, and her vocal cords seemed like they didn't exist. No matter what she said, the answer she got was just silence, or a mouth that hesitated to speak.
"You can talk! You can... try to say something!" Ling Huan was still a little excited. No matter what she said, she would make gestures with her hands in the air. "It's okay, I'll be fine! Really!"
Chenxing sat far away by the window. Her eyes were originally on the street outside, but now she took them back and glanced at Ling Huan.
"She can't talk. Let her write to you."
"...I know, I heard Lord Shuangyue say it. I thought that after meeting her, she would be able to open up her heart. Now that I think about it, it is really just wishful thinking. But it doesn't matter, she is fine now, and that's enough! Have you been taking care of her along the way? My gratitude cannot be expressed in words, I..."
"There's no need to say any polite words."
Chenxing interrupted her, his tone still cold. Ling Hu secretly thought that if he didn't know the situation between her and Yin Hu, he might have left the first impression of this person being cold-blooded and ruthless. But she really helped Yin Huan all the way to protect her from unfair treatment. Yin Huan, like her, could be considered a eldest lady. She had been well clothed and well-fed since she was a child, and even if she was locked up in a deep courtyard, she would not lack for food or clothing. Now that she has had a glimpse of the injustice of the world and the ugliness of human nature, she really doesn't know if Yin Huan can bear all this badness.
"Anyway, thank you very much!"
"I know." Chenxing pushed the curtain aside and looked at her with a mean expression. "Where did you come from? Did you travel alone in the world these days when you were away from home? To put it bluntly, you don't think you have such strength. Moreover, you are sallow and thin, I am afraid you have been hungry for a long time."
Yin Huan also looked at her eagerly, hoping that she could tell clearly what happened after leaving home until today. After all, they were physically separated for too long. Before her emotional thoughts were over, Ling Huan heard an unsatisfactory gurgling sound from her stomach, which made her a little embarrassed.
Yin Huan hurriedly rummaged through the luggage on the side, took out two yellow-faced steamed buns and put them in front of his sister. At this point, there is no need to worry about image in front of acquaintances. She took it and wolfed it down, showing no signs of eating like a wealthy lady. When the solid flour product came into contact with saliva, she felt an indescribable touch and even felt like crying. The dark soil can grow such delicious food, but rich people never take these coarse grains seriously. Sure enough, for those who have never been hungry, even delicacies from mountains and seas are just chowder in their mouths.
"Slow down. If you eat too much after being hungry for too long, it will ruin your stomach."
Chenxing didn't remind her to be careful about choking - because it was inevitable. Soon she ran out of breath. Fortunately, Yin Huan had poured the water in advance, as if she had expected this scene. She carefully helped her sister along her back, like direct siblings.
After eating half a steamed bun, Ling Huan felt much more at ease. Only then did she tell her story.
"I... came back from the realm of death and life. It may be a bit bizarre to say, but -"
"I believe it." Chenxing said, "People who mistakenly enter the realm of death and life will not starve to death, but will have to endure the pain of hunger and thirst. Looking at you, if you claim to have come back from that kind of place, it will be true. You must have been wandering for a long time."
"I can't tell the time... Before that, I was trapped by the bad guys for a while. After escaping, I walked along a long river for a long, long time..."
Yin Huan's eyes were full of worry. She didn't know what her sister had suffered. Ling Huan rubbed her arms, feeling cold because she was only wearing a coat except for the thin inner lining. She also has this 铓, and she is wearing it now, but only now did she realize that the 铓 wears an extra layer than herself.
Chenxing asked: "Kidnapping? When did it happen? It's the beginning of autumn now."
"How, how could it be possible?" Ling Huan was surprised.
"You said you came from the realm of death and life, but where did you come from?"
"I don't know - I met an, uh, an acquaintance. She sent me directly here by some means, saying that she wanted me to join my sister." She glanced at Yin Huan and then told Chenxing , "I think maybe she opened a spiritual vein."
"That must be the case, and it's six-path spiritual veins." Chenxing raised his head slightly, "Who can have such a Taoist practice? Different from ordinary spiritual veins, some six-path spiritual veins... will make time strange. After all, , you said that you... only stayed there for a short while, and you haven't come out until now... However, if a mortal walks through the six spiritual veins, his life will be shortened. Moreover, if there is no way to protect him, he will easily get lost. Send you The people who come here are really very brave."
There were always weird pauses in her words, but they were harmless. Ling Huan nodded slowly, admitting that it was difficult.
"Let the little mute chat with you, I'm afraid until the rooster crows. I'll ask you a few questions first. As for what adventures you have experienced, I don't care. You can... talk to your sisters all night long."
"Okay...just ask."
Chenxing straightened his casual posture. she asked:
"First: I heard that you left home in the winter last year, and it took more than half a year to come. During this period, did you venture out alone, or... did you have friends who were traveling with you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Huan felt his heart tightening. She pursed her lips, unconsciously pressed a hand to her chest, and then took a deep breath. It was easy for her to think of some familiar faces, which stirred up her calm mood again.
"...I met two friends. They are both very good people. One is an onmyoji and the other is a monster."
"It's strange. Are they friends, or..."
"They are also friends! I first got to know the Onmyoji, and then we got to know the monster. He is a fox demon in human form. They are both good people... By the way, the Onmyoji is called Xie Zhe, have you heard of it?"
"Never heard of it."
"Well, Zhongli Hanshang, the famous fox demon, he..."
"Zhongli?" Chenxing raised his eyebrows, "I know that there is a notorious fox demon in the world, Zhongli Wenjiu. Ten years ago, he killed his master with his own hands, and he is still on the run and is missing."
"He didn't kill him!" Ling Huan suddenly got a little excited, but immediately controlled his voice, "I, I mean, I believe he didn't kill him. Because Hanshang is his... senior brother, he believes he won't do it. This kind of thing, so I believe it. In short, they are all very good people, and I have always wanted to introduce them to Yin Hu."
Yin Huan looked at her and smiled slightly. She believed that the friend Ling Huan liked must be a good person.
"Ah... whatever is fine, I don't care about this kind of thing." Chenxing waved his hand tiredly, "It seems that you are separated now."
"Well, we have been separated for a long time..."
"Second question," Chenxing stretched out two slender fingers, "You said you were kidnapped, then by whom?"
"...by a monster. He is an evil angel—an evil angel who speaks lies."
A sharp light suddenly flashed in Chenxing's eyes, which made both sisters tremble.
"Wuyonglan?"
"Ah, yes...we call him Zhen. I heard that he is the next head of the Wuyong family by choice..."
"You fought him?"
"Yes, it's in Dailuan City. He has a very scary Tengu that none of my friends can beat."
"Nightmare Dog." Chenxing's upper body leaned forward slightly, "Why did they kidnap you?"
"Because... I can extract the memory of the monster from the Wankishi and temporarily serve as a shikigami. He seems to want this kind of power."
"Do you have Wangui Zhi?!"
"No, no...it has been snatched away by him now. It is not easy for me just to escape with my life."
Chenxing leaned back again and relaxed slightly, but his brows were still furrowed.
"So when fighting him, did he... use a humanoid weapon?"
"You mean the puppet? It's made of clay, but it has real hair and eyes..."
"That's right." Chenxing stared at her closely, "I'm afraid you have to choose an auspicious day to catch up with your sisters. I have many questions for you."
Ling Huan felt a little scared, but her sister squeezed her hand to show encouragement. She also believes that people who have helped her sister so much will not make things difficult for her.
"Well, I'll tell you everything I know."
"Come here first." Chenxing beckoned, "I heard rumors about ghost hands from an intelligence dealer before. I didn't expect this to actually happen...Which hand?"
"right."
Speaking, Ling Huan stretched out his right arm. Chenxing grabbed her arm and held it so tightly that Lingyu felt pain. Under the weak moonlight, Chenxing squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, then said:
"There are many pinholes in your hands. I'm afraid Wuyongshi has succeeded, so your escape road will be less bumpy."
"What?!"
"But you have to be careful, they won't just let it go."
