Tang Jingyue said weakly: "Forget it, the journey is long, and I don't want to hurt my muscles anymore."
"If I stay in Kyoto, a spiritual girl will help me clear my heart. It could be as fast as three months or as slow as half a year. It will always be fine."
Du Qirui frowned and said: "The mysterious old man who saved you really used the crape myrtle secret technique "Nirvana"?"
Tang Jingyue smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't know whether I was alive or dead at the time. How could I see what tactics the other party used."
"Ling girl?" Du Qirui moved his eyes and said, "Can you tell?"
Lingxi's cheeks were slightly red and she said: "I have never seen Nirvana's technique, I only know that that person is very powerful."
Du Qirui said disappointedly: "There are rumors outside that Xiao Xiuyan, the master of Ziwei Palace, saved you. Is it true?"
Ji Qinghe interrupted: "Why does she want to save us? Ziwei shouldn't be as jealous of senior sister's luck as other forces?"
"Old events have some origins." Du Qirui changed the topic and said: "Put this aside for the moment. The blood poison in Suning's body needs to be detoxified by the dragon carp. Senior brother should be on his way to the Ziwei Palace now."
"Whether it was Xiao Xiuyan who came to help or not will become clear when the senior brother comes back."
I sat down and ate my meal, quietly listening to everyone chatting.
I know this matter best from beginning to end, but I dare not say anything.
Lingxi and the others were so powerful that they didn't notice that Jiuyang had used the "Nirvana Art". Why should I, a country boy, be sure?
Thinking of Jiuyang, my originally relaxed and happy mood turned bad in an instant. I thought of his soul. Since the last time he temporarily controlled my body, he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and never appeared again.
Whether he was avoiding me on purpose or for other reasons, I have no way of knowing.
The existence of Jiuyang is like a bomb placed inside my body, which may take my life at any time.
Thinking of this, the crab in my mouth suddenly no longer tasted good.
"What's wrong?" Lingxi, who noticed my change in mood, asked softly: "Are you full?"
"Well, I can't walk anymore." I patted my belly to cover up the troubles in my heart, and faced Lingxi with a smile and said, "Master, please lend me the books in your room to read."
"Okay." Lingxi thoughtfully picked up a tissue and helped me wipe the greasy mouth, and asked, "What do you want to see?"
"Just take a look and open your eyes." I concealed my true thoughts and said with emotion: "For example, the turtle spirit, its existence has completely broken my understanding of the world and subverted my three views."
"I want to see if there are any other bizarre species so that I don't feel like I'm dreaming the next time I see them."
"puff."
Pei Chuan said in amusement: "Then you should read more books, otherwise we will have to explain for a long time every time. You are tired of listening, and we are even more tired of talking."
I gave Pei Chuan the middle finger and scolded me with a smile: "You don't know anything about it anyway, so how can you laugh at me? We are like each other, like foxes that came down from the mountain. No one thinks the other is interesting."
"Hey, since when did I become confused when asking questions?" Pei Chuan protested: "No matter how much I don't understand, I still know a little more than you do. You have to admit this."
"Yeah, yeah, you're the best at having fun and having fun, but I can't compete with you." My brain turned around and I pretended to recall: "At the top of Tuofeng Mountain, I remember my third uncle talking about the demon-slaying swordsmanship - it makes people feel bad.
Demon, what did you say?"
"Oh, you said that Elder Du pushed you into the fire pit. On the surface, he treated you as his own son, but in fact, he was specifically trying to trick you."
"That's it, don't expect you to provide for him until the end of his life and let him die in peace."