The token that Zhan Qingfeng carried with him started to become hot after entering southern Xinjiang. In the early morning of the next day, Zhan Qingfeng accidentally dropped the token into the washbasin while washing up. After picking it up again, Zhan Qingfeng found that a map appeared on the token.
Ye Wuji and Jiang Yunguang agreed that this was the map to Feidu Immortal Palace. Although the map is small, it is drawn very carefully. Even trees and rocks are marked on the map.
Zhan Qingfeng did not agree with the three of them going to Feidu Immortal Palace now. Since Aslan knew Ye Wuji's behavior and location very well, it meant that he knew that Ye Wuji was coming to Southern Xinjiang. Doesn't this mean The Miao boy who told them to come to southern Xinjiang was not trustworthy, so how could this token be trusted? Maybe Aslan is waiting for them to fall into his trap in Aslan.
"I have sent a message to the master, and I will receive a reply in three days." Zhan Qingfeng said, "Let's not act rashly. We will go to Feidu Immortal Palace together after my master arrives."
Ye Wuji also agreed with Zhan Qingfeng's view, and the three of them unanimously decided to ignore the map on the token for the time being and rest in the inn.
However, the Gu insect in Ye Wuji's body expressed dissatisfaction with their decision.
That night, Ye Wuji clutched her chest and couldn't sleep all night long. The Gu insects kept turning over and over in her body, urging her to fly to the Immortal Palace.
"I won't go! I won't go! I won't go!" Ye Wuji closed his eyes and roared, "Aslan, if you have the ability, come here by yourself! What kind of ability is it to always let a bug control me!"
Her roaring voice seemed loud to her own ears, but in fact it was like a mosquito.
A figure wearing purple clothes appeared silently in front of Ye Wuji's bed.
"Do you just miss me that much? Little cutie." The person who came was none other than Aslan, who was wearing a half-mask. He stretched out his pale, cold hand and touched Ye Wuji's cheek.
Ye Wuji's closed eyes suddenly opened, he stretched out his hand from the quilt, grabbed Aslan's wrist and pulled it down. Ye Wuji straddled Aslan, pulled out a dagger from under the pillow and put it on Aslan's neck.
"Hey, long time no see, Master Aslan!" A smile appeared on Ye Wuji's pale face.
Aslan was not afraid at all, the corners of his lips curled up slightly and he said, "I watch you every day."
"Master Cult Master, you really have strange hobbies." Ye Wuji sneered, "If you are like this in our Central Plains, you will be imprisoned."
"You Central Plains people have a saying, it's cool to die under the peony flowers and become a ghost. For you, what are you afraid of going to jail?"
This Aslan was smooth-tongued, somewhat like her fourth senior brother, and Ye Wuji hated people with this personality the most in his life. At that moment, he exerted force, and the edge of the dagger sank into his skin.
Aslan was still smiling, as if the blade cut through his skin was not his, and the red blood that flowed out was not his blood.
Ye Wuji's heart was filled with rage, but her hand holding the dagger could not move any further.
Without seeing any action from Aslan, the Gu insect took control of Ye Wuji again. Ye Wuji retracted the dagger and rubbed Aslan's face like a cat.
Aslan scratched her chin, looked into her angry eyes and said, "The soul-stealing Gu is a sacred object of our religion, and you can't get rid of it."
That night, Ye Wuji followed Aslan and left the inn quietly, without disturbing anyone. In the entire inn, only Tian Jia opened his eyes when Ye Wuji left the inn.
Tian Jia put his hands under the back of his head, raised his left leg, and swayed his right leg on top of his left leg.
"Oh my, now it's really interesting."
Xie Hanyi didn't know that his beloved disciple had arrived in southern Xinjiang, so he might as well be a good person and tell him the news. Tianjia walked to the window, opened it, and whistled. A night owl with dark feathers flew in and stood on the table, tilting its head and looking at him.
Tianjia wrote a small note, stuffed it into a small bamboo tube and tied it to Night Owl's leg. Tianjia ate a piece of dried meat for Ye Xiao and touched its head.
"Go ahead."
The night owl spread its wings and disappeared into the night sky.