Chapter 116 In the near future, do you believe me?
The little mute watched with his own eyes as Yun Yanchu raised his hand and used the magic to remove all the water from his body. His face was surprised, his little mouth was slightly open, and he looked particularly cute.
After hearing the disciple's question, he even glanced at Yun Yanchu.
"Yes." Yun Yanchu nodded and responded. He didn't notice just now that the disciple in front of him didn't have any spiritual power fluctuations.
A mortal?
The disciple looked at Yun Yanchu with a bit of envy in his eyes, but he quickly remembered the business, turned to look at the little mute and asked: "Little mute, do you know this person?"
The little mute blinked and looked at Yun Yanchu's face in confusion. He was very sure that this face was unfamiliar to him.
He shook his head.
The envious look in the disciple's eyes instantly faded away, and he said with a look of disbelief, "You lied to me!"
Yun Yanchu frowned slightly and denied, "I didn't."
"The little mute said he doesn't even know you." Seeing that Yun Yanchu was still quibbling at this time, the disciple raised his hand to drive away the liar Yun Yanchu.
Seeing that the two were unhappy with his answer, the little mute quickly stepped forward and grabbed the disciple's robe.
The disciple looked at the little mute with a puzzled expression. He saw the little mute raised his hand and wrote on it: "I don't remember."
"Don't remember? That means maybe I've seen him before?" The disciple's face improved a lot, but he still had an expression of disbelief.
The little mute nodded and looked at Yun Yanchu who stretched out his hand towards her.
Yun Yanchu handed her hand over and watched the little mute's fingers writing on her palm.
"Where have we met?"
Yun Yanchu's eyes were filled with tears. Looking at the questioning look from the little mute, he raised his hand and wrote on his hand: "In the near future, do you believe me?"
Yun Yanchu looked at the little mute, with a bit of anxiety and nervousness in his eyes.
After all, not everyone would believe this kind of thing.
The disciple looked at the exchange between the two people suspiciously. Just now, Yun Yanchu was slightly blocked when he was writing, so that he could not see it clearly.
The little mute was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then cast his gaze towards Yun Yanchu, when he met those clear eyes.
He nodded slowly and wrote the words "I believe in you" on Yun Yanchu's hand.
Yun Yanchu breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his lips.
After finishing writing, the little mute looked at the disciple, nodded slowly, and wrote the words "I remembered" on the disciple's hand.
The disciple's eyes wandered between the two of them, always feeling that something was wrong, but unable to explain.
He frowned and nodded, then looked at Yun Yanchu: "Since you two know each other, let's talk. If you need anything, you can call me."
"Thank you so much, Taoist priest." Yun Yanchu nodded and thanked him.
The disciple waved his hand quickly, "Don't stop, you are a monk, I can't stand it."
He said and left quickly.
After he left, the little mute also turned his attention to Yun Yanchu, with curiosity in his clean eyes.
"You want to know why we met?" Yun Yanchu asked.
The little mute nodded repeatedly.
"Sit down and talk." Yun Yanchu and the little mute walked to one side of the stone table and sat down.
The little mute sat upright and looked at Yun Yanchu, with curiosity in his eyes.
Yun Yanchu cleared his throat, seeming to be lost in memories, repeating the memories in a low voice.
"In a year's time, a group of deeply hidden demon cultivators will appear in the world of immortal cultivators, looking for quiet places across the five continents to prepare formations for the birth of the demon king. Hefeng Temple is their first choice."
"They killed everyone in Hefeng Temple, and you were the only survivor."
When Yun Yanchu said this, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at the little mute. He saw a look of shock on his face, and he held her hand in a panic.
Wrote: "Then what? They all died? How?"
The little mute's writing hand was trembling. It was obvious that he completely believed Yun Yanchu's words.
Yun Yanchu took his hand and patted it, "You ran away. The demons chased you in order not to expose their existence, so you fled to Beizhou."
Yun Yanchu looked at the completely different figure in front of her eyes and in her memory. When she first saw the little mute, he was already lame on one leg due to lameness and muteness.
Walking on the street wearing shabby clothes, like a beggar.
But it was such a person who, even when he was unable to save himself, took action to save her, whose meridians were completely severed.
Those two days were the warmest two days in the sixteen years before Yun Yanchu came.
With hatred in her heart, she ignited new hope. She must survive.
Only two days later, because saving her delayed the little mute's chance to escape, the demons caught up with her.
They killed the little mute. Seeing the demonic aura on Yun Yanchu's body, they thought the little mute had been injured and did not help.
For them, injured members of their own race are only a hindrance.
They left Yun Yanchu, who was seriously injured, and a body, and left in a hurry.
Yun Yanchu watched the little mute die, helpless.
So she wanted to avoid this disaster from happening.
She wanted to...take the Hefeng audience away.
It was a way of repaying the kindness of the little mute for saving him in his previous life.
After listening to what Yun Yanchu said, the little mute froze on the spot with his whole body stiff, his eyes complex.
Obviously such a thing is still too difficult for him to accept.
Yun Yanchu sat there quietly, waiting for the little mute to come to his senses.
The little mute's face became paler, as if he had imagined that scene, and his body trembled violently.
He looked at Yun Yanchu and wrote quickly: "So are you here to save me?"
"I'm here to save you, and I'm also here to save them." Yun Yanchu nodded. She wanted to do her best to save the little mute from this difficulty, as long as the little mute nodded.
She will take them away now.
The little mute opened his mouth. He was so excited but unable to speak that his face turned red with anxiety.
When Yun Yanchu saw this, he quickly raised his hand and touched his eyebrows, and saw a stream of light flying into the little mute's eyebrows.
His situation immediately eased a lot.
The little mute swallowed, his mouth moved, and he reached out and wrote on Yun Yanchu's hand: "Can you swear that you didn't lie to me?"
His eyes were full of pleading.
Yun Yanchu blinked his eyes, raised his hand to make a gesture of swearing, looked at the little mute and said word for word: "I, Yun Yanchu, swear that every word I say to you is true."
As soon as Yun Yanchu finished speaking, a law of heaven and earth descended from the sky, enveloped Yun Yanchu, and flew into his palm.
The little mute suddenly stood up and ran outside.
The disciple who had not gone far immediately ran towards the backyard when he saw a law of heaven and earth falling from the sky.
"Little mute! Little mute, are you okay..."
The disciples shouted anxiously, and as soon as they were halfway through speaking, they bumped into the little mute who ran out to look for them.
"What's wrong with you? Did he bully you?!" The disciple asked nervously, grabbing the little mute's arm.
Yun Yan, who was sitting at the stone table, raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. Is this guy quite malicious to me?
Does she look like a bad guy? This chapter has been completed!