Chapter 48 Two Souls (1)

Author: Morning 77

"Yan Shuhang?" Why did my name change just when I was changing clothes?

I stretched out my hand and pulled him out of the spiritual spring.

"Who are you?" Yan Shuyuan looked at me as if he was very surprised.

"I'm Chen Xing." Could it be that he fell into the spiritual spring and lost his mind? What's going on with this questioning tone?

"Chen Xing? Don't you look like this? Is this what you will look like when you grow up? Why are you so much shorter than before? Where is this?" He looked around curiously.

"Let's go, get out quickly, otherwise if other Taoist priests come over and see you in there, they will make trouble with the headmaster again." Is Yan Shuyuan playing with me?

I have to say that the effect of this spiritual spring is much better than that of a medicinal bath. After taking a dip, all the aches and pains on my body disappeared, and new flesh began to grow in the rotten areas.

I feel more energetic when I walk.

"What are you still standing there for? Let's go out." I don't need Yan Shuyuan to support me when I get on the boat this time, but why is Yan Shuyuan standing motionless at the bow of the boat holding the pole?

"What, how did you do this?" He looked at me with some embarrassment.

"You ask me? How did you get in just now?"

"I don't know, I forgot." He shook his head helplessly, and I was convinced.

I had no choice but to step forward and take the pole, and imitate Zhang Wanmo's example of how to punt the boat.

"Eh? Xiaoxing, why are you punting the boat?" When he went out, Zhang Wanmo looked at Yan Shuyuan with reproachful eyes.

"I'm sorry, I, I don't know how." Yan Shuyuan also lowered his head in shame.

No, how could Yan Shuyuan have an expression of shame on his face?

I frowned, and even Zhang Wanmo was frightened.

Although my health was quite good after running to Lingquan, I still couldn't hold up the boat that I had just held for so long, so I still waited for the Taoist priests to come and carry me down the mountain.

Naturally, Yan Shuyuan was discovered, but Zhang Wanmo still tried his best to coax a few people into shouting "Little Master Uncle" and promised to bring them some interesting things when he came back after going out this time.

Keep a few people steady.

When we arrived at the small courtyard where we lived, several people told me to go up the mountain at the same time tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

After I nodded in agreement, they left.

"Let's go, let's go eat. I haven't even had breakfast yet. I'm starving." Zhang Wanmo led us around a rockery, and then there was a small pavilion with a table of food in it.

Of course, they are all vegetarian.

"Can you Taoist priests only eat vegetarian food?" For the first time in so long, I felt hungry and stomachache when I saw the food.

"No, it's just that most people in Tianshi Mansion are vegetarians, and your body is still recovering, so my dad told you to eat less meat and fish."

"oh."

"Master Yan, why don't you eat?" Zhang Wanmo raised his head from the bowl, "Do you think I'm too rude? Have you lost your appetite?"

"No, no." Yan Shuyuan waved his hands quickly, "I didn't mean that." He also smiled friendly at Zhang Wanmo.

"I'll go!" If Zhang Wanmo didn't take Yan Shuyuan's behavior to heart when we came out of the cave, but now, he was really shocked.

When had Master Yan ever smiled at him?

"Zhang Wanmo, your father said that he will be your wife after bathing in Lingquan. If Yan Shuyuan accidentally fell in, wouldn't he also be your wife?"

"Pfft!" Zhang Wanmo's rice spurted out from his mouth, "Xiao Xing, are you kidding me? She's just a daughter-in-law. My dad is an old man who insists on abiding by this rule. What about Master Yan?

A spiritual spring? No wonder you were all wet when you came out of the cave."

"Well, I accidentally fell it." Yan Shuyuan nodded obediently to Zhang Wanmo's question.

"Look, after coming out of Lingquan, he looked like this. He also said that he was not called Yan Shuyuan. What was his name, Yan Shuhang?" I said casually.

"Yan Shuhang?" After hearing what I said, Zhang Wanmo stood up and looked at Yan Shuyuan carefully, "No, there is definitely something wrong with this. Do you think Master Yan has become arrogant because of his gloomy personality?"

"Exquisite points?" How can it be such an exaggeration?

However, if it is not a fine point, then what is going on with the person in front of me who claims to be Yan Shuhang?

"Yan Shuyuan, no, Yan Shuhang, how old are you?" Zhang Wanmo moved his stool and sat next to Yan Shuyuan.

"I am eighteen this year."

"Eighteen?" I frowned. Yan Shuyuan is only sixteen this year.

"Chen Xing, have you forgotten? We met before, at Fentou Mountain." Yan Shuyuan, no, he should be called Yan Shuhang here.

I remembered that two years ago, when Yan Shuyuan and I first met, my second soul separation was when I met Yan Shuyuan's soul at Fentou Mountain. At that time, he also called himself Yan Shuhang.

"What on earth is going on? Do you know each other? Don't you already know each other? Do we all know each other?" Zhang Wanmo was confused by the reactions of the two of us.

"No, I don't know you." Yan Shuhang shook his head, "I only know Chen Xing."

"What? Are you really smart? It's over, it's over, you are still the first to be smart after running away from Lingquan, what can I do?" Zhang Wanmo stopped eating and stood up and walked around the table.

Turning around, "Should I tell my dad? Let my dad handle it? In that case, he will know that I secretly put Yan Shuyuan into Lingquan! I don't want to be punished at home."

Putting aside Zhang Wanmo's nagging, I remembered something my mother told me, something that happened sixteen years ago.

The couple named Yan were the couple who asked my grandfather to carve a monument for their child who died young.

Coupled with Yan Shuyuan's current situation, I suspect that Yan Shuyuan's body has two souls, one is Yan Shuyuan's, and the other is the soul of Yan Shuyuan's brother, Yan Shuhang, who died that year.

This situation is just my guess.

"Sit down first." I called Zhang Wanmo, who was still walking back and forth, and then looked at Yan Shuhang, "When did you wake up?"

"It's in that pool."

"Then when was the last time you woke up?"

"That's when I saw you at Fengtou Mountain."

So long? That was two years ago.

"Then when do you usually wake up other times?"

"I don't know. I was locked in a dark hut by my brother. Sometimes I could hear sounds from outside, but most of the time I fell asleep."

Yan Shuyuan knew that there was Yan Shuhang's soul in his body.

But why didn't he tell Uncle Liao?
Chapter completed!