The teleportation formation lit up along with the beam of light.
In the blink of an eye, everything changes.
Yan Qing took in mind that Xie Shiyi was seriously injured, so she held his hand tightly in the dark, fearing that something might happen to him.
As I was landing, I suddenly found that my vision was dark, and humid water vapor came towards me, mixed with the strong smell of soil and moss. It was pitch black around me, and the sound of water slowly flowed by my ears. At this moment, it seemed that the world had quieted down.
They came from the blazing palace into a dark tunnel.
"Xie Shiyi?" Yan Qing called out his name in secret, and soon felt Xie Shiyi's hand was unusually cold. The coldness was bone-chilling, like a knife blade tempered with snow seeping into the bones.
Yan Qing was stunned. Xie Shiyi's martial arts were originally cold-oriented, and the current situation was probably caused by the complete dissipation of the spiritual energy in his body.
Yan Qing was in the Spiritual Transformation Stage in his previous life. He knew the seriousness of the situation and said seriously, "Xie Shiyi, seal your Dantian and your spiritual consciousness now. Don't talk and take a nap."
Xie Shiyi hummed softly in the darkness.
Yan Qing said: "I'll carry you out."
Xie Shiyi was silent for a while, and refused. Fortunately, Xie Shiyi entered the Tinglan Secret Realm and transformed his body shape. When he was young, he and Yan Qing were similar in size now, so Yan Qing didn't feel very tired.
The whole journey was very silent. Yan Qing had been tense since he entered the sixth floor. The continuous accidents and battles made him feel uncomfortable now. Xie Shiyi used Liuli Blood to break the Blazing Fire Mysterious Yin Formation. Now he was very weak and fell asleep quietly. His arm was around Yan Qing's shoulders, but his fingers were tightly grasping his collar, very hard, as if he was confirming something.
The breath as he leaned over was as cold as snow, his black hair brushed against his cheek, and his breath fell on Yan Qing's skin, causing a slight itch.
Yan Qing pursed his lips and sat quietly in the darkness. He seemed calm now, but in fact, his soul had already left his body.
The appearance of Huai Mingzi brought back many bad memories for him. Whether it was the days in Shifang City that seemed unrestrained and carefree but were actually treading on thin ice, or the countless long nights in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave where the red-clothed people walked barefoot through the wilderness, they were all filled with madness and depression.
But what made him most upset was Xie Shiyi's words -
"Yan Qing, what is the reason for my ruthless destruction and Liuli's heartbreak, don't you know it?"
The emotions that he had spent a hundred years suppressing were reawakened this night. But Yan Qing now felt empty and confused.
Xie Shiyi told Cang Wanghai about the memory that he had no impression of at all, and completely cleared up the misunderstanding between them.
Then what
The relationship between them is quite funny.
In the past, they pretended to each other and glossed over the truth, using a thin piece of white paper to cover up the broken mirror-like past, as if they were just pretending that nothing had happened and starting over.
And now the white paper has been torn apart, and in contrast, countless broken mirrors have been pieced together again to resolve the misunderstanding, as if a "broken mirror has been mended" - but only he knows that the cold cracks are always there and cannot be erased or removed, and even the seams are still oozing with blood.
These cracks, these blood, are the countless times he made me disgusted, the countless times he picked up and put down, the countless times he called "forty-one".
In fact, Yan Qing is not afraid to love Xie Shiyi again.
He was just afraid that this was another inappropriate crush.
Yan Qing had an indifferent expression, but his lips were a little pale, and he smiled mockingly - he was the one who came up with the word "friend", but now he actually began to hate these two words.
The bird is full of energy and spirits after being well fed and well-fed.
"Fuck, what kind of place is this?" When it came back here, it became excited as if it had been injected with chicken blood. It flapped its bony wings and flew in front of Yan Qing, its eyes shining.
Yan Qing said: "Are you not afraid of the dark anymore?" He remembered that when he was in Zixiao's secret realm before, he was frustrated and cowardly.
Bu Zhi flapped his wings and flew around Yan Qing's head. He was so excited that the hair on his head stood up. "What's there to be afraid of? I'm familiar with this place. Damn it, I'm very familiar with it. Yan Qing, you are blessed! You are lucky enough to see my cave!"
Yan Qing was stunned: "Your cave, wait, is this Liuxianzhou?"
Buzhi proudly puffed out his chest and said, "Yes! Liuxianzhou! Woohoo, take off!"
It was too lazy to pay attention to Yan Qing, and rushed forward happily with its wings flapping. As a result, it bumped into an upside-down stalactite, screamed, and fell to the ground.
Yan Qing: “…”
Yan Qing was laughed at by it in the dark.
Frustrated and swearing, it returned to Yan Qing in disgrace. Although it didn't know what species it was, it thought that "black bat" still had some night vision like a bat in the dark. When it saw Yan Qing holding Xie Shiyi, it suddenly stared at him.
Bitter and full of hatred, he asked the ultimate question: "Why did you save him?"
Yan Qing said softly: "He has saved me many times."
Desperate: "Ah?" It had always been a little afraid of Xie Shiyi. Although it wanted to have bad intentions and instigate Yan Qing to lose him, it felt that it would be the one who would be the most unlucky, so it rolled over and sighed in despair.
"Oh, right, I forgot about this thing." Dezhi suddenly thought of something, opened his mouth, made a sound for a long time, and then spat out a red bead. The bead seemed to have a dark light flowing in the dim tunnel, shining brightly.
Bu Dezhi picked it up with his two paws, flapped his wings, and brought it to Yan Qing.
"This thing is yours, right? Why did you jump into the lake for no reason? You scared me so much that I almost jumped out. What bad luck!"
Yan Qing was slightly stunned, stretched out a hand, and took the blood jade bead back. The bead was cold and rolled in the palm of his hand. He looked down at the bead with blood light, lowered his eyes, gently fiddled with it with his fingers, and smiled faintly.
He couldn't see through the essence of the bead at first, and just thought it was a sacred object that had been passed down by the Immortal Alliance. But when he saw Xie Shiyi's heart and blood breaking the formation in the White Bone Hall, he realized that the bead was actually filled with Liuli's blood. Liuli's heart was broken because of excessive blood loss.
It turns out that the signs of Liuli's heart's breakage had been there long, long ago.
Yan Qing said: "Why didn't you take it out before and tell me?"
Bu Zhi said confidently, "I forgot."
Yan Qing: "I guess you ate too much." He understood the character of the frustrated man and said directly: "You wanted to take it for yourself without anyone noticing, but you found that you felt uncomfortable after eating it, right?"
Frustrated: “…” Damn it, how do you know everything
Dezhi wanted to swear, but he held back and tried to cover up his mistake by making up a story: "Bullshit! Am I the kind of person who takes advantage of others in your eyes? I just felt sick and thought of eating it. I'll give it back to you when I remember it!"
Yan Qing smiled and said, "Thank you."
Unable to get his way, he went to sleep in Yan Qing's sleeve, impatiently saying, "Get out of this tunnel first, and when you get out, I'll take you to my house."
Soon, Yan Qing was the only one awake again in the darkness.
The last time he carried Xie Shiyi on his back was at the bottom of Cangwang Sea and Nandou Temple. As he walked forward, the sound of water became clearer and the damp feeling became heavier. His vision gradually widened, and the blue light illuminated the moss on the cave wall. A lake appeared in front of him. The lake was very deep, and the water flowed out along a dark tunnel, which was probably the exit. Yan Qing felt familiar, and tried to identify it, and found that it was indeed the Black Water Marsh of Liuxianzhou.
"Are we there yet?" Xie Shiyi seemed to wake up and asked.
Yan Qing said: "Yes, Xie Shiyi, we may need to take some water routes."
Xie Shiyi raised his head in the darkness and looked quietly forward.
Yan Qing joked: "Isn't it a coincidence that we are now in Black Water Marsh."
Xie Shiyi didn't respond to his joke and said calmly and clearly, "Unfortunately, this is where I was teleported?"
Yan Qing was stunned: "Ah? Why did you teleport to Liuxianzhou?"
Xie Shiyi said: "I want to go to the human world to understand some things."
Yan Qing: "Okay."
Liuxianzhou is indeed the place connecting the upper heaven and the human world.
These blue butterflies in the cave can be used as medicine, and villagers nearby always come in groups to catch them, so Yan Qing found an abandoned bamboo raft next to the lake.
He was only at the Nascent Soul stage now, and Xie Shiyi's energy was scattered, so he didn't dare to take him out rashly.
The two of them sat on the bamboo raft. Yan Qing took out the blood jade bead and said, "When I fell into the Mirror Lake before, I couldn't get out, and it turned out that the blood jade bead was picked up by it. Now it can be considered as returning to its original owner."
To be exact, it swallowed it whole for the sake of money, then felt uncomfortable in its stomach and vomited it back to him.
Xie Shiyi was stunned, lowered his eyes to look at the bead, and nodded.
Yan Qing played with the blood jade bead and asked absentmindedly: "You said before that seeing it is like seeing you, is it because it contains your heart's blood?"
Xie Shiyi: “Yeah.”
The sound of gurgling water rang out in the quiet night, and a butterfly landed on Xie Shiyi's blood-stained robe.
Yan Qing was silent for a moment, then asked: "So, you actually broke a hole in Liuli's heart a long time ago, right?"
Xie Shiyi: “Yeah.”
Yan Qing: “…Why?”
Xie Shiyi said succinctly: "The Book of Souls."
Yan Qing nodded. His mind was blank and he felt a little numb. He used his remaining thoughts to connect the previous results: "You used your blood and sweat to open the Book of Life and Soul to predict my fortune. So a hundred years ago, you entered the Demon Realm and asked me to take you back. You told me that I was in danger. It was because you used the Book of Life and Soul to predict my fate at that time."
"But you lied to me and said you were going to kill Huai Mingzi."
"…Yes, the Upper Heaven and the Lower Heaven are separated by a whole world, and they have kept to themselves for many years. With your personality, there is no way you would bother to cause trouble. Why did I think of that at the time?" Yan Qing laughed and said, "Xie Shiyi, I never thought that one day you would use such a clumsy lie."
"And yet, I actually believed it."
But the relationship between them at that time was so confusing... so confusing that nothing could be distinguished.
Xie Shiyi stopped talking. He had lost too much blood and was too fragile. He didn't want to make Yan Qing worry, so he just turned his head to look at the ice-blue butterflies in the sky, watching them circling the moss, the black water, and the stalactites.
Yan Qing smiled and said softly: "Forget it, there is no need to pursue these things anymore. The Sea of Delusion... I..." He tried to calm himself down and said: "You are right, I do have the memory of entering the sea."
"It turns out that I was possessed by a nightmare." Yan Qing's voice became softer and softer, "If there is this misunderstanding, then we can join the Wangqing Sect together."
"We became famous together, and we ascended to heaven together. We put aside our past grudges and became close friends."
Xie Shiyi had been listening to him in silence, the faint light of the Black Lake illuminating his pale face, his black hair and red clothes, his face washed with ice and snow, a kind of tranquility that was at peace with the world. When Yan Qing finished his last words, Xie Shiyi suddenly turned his head, and the thin ice in his eyes was shattered by the surging madness.
The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and it was hard to tell whether he was laughing or not.
She repeated his words in a low voice: "Best friend?"