Where Feng will go is about to become a knot in Xie Zhe's mind.
In the new town, they found an inn to rest and stayed for two more days. During this time, they all made a tacit agreement not to mention a word about what they experienced in that deathly village. They all needed time to adjust, regardless of their physical condition.
The soul deserves some rest.
Of course, Xie Zhe was ignored by the waiter several times. He had no sense of existence in the first place, and no longer liked to talk, he truly became a transparent person. Ye Lingyu and Han Yang also wanted to say something to him, but they couldn't think of a good idea.
He just dealt with the topic. It wasn't until tonight when they were having dinner in the guest room that Han Shang couldn't help but say a few words to him.
"I'm telling you, can you stop thinking about what happened before?" He knocked on the bowl and chopsticks, looking annoyed, "I'm really fed up with you being such a boring gourd."
Ye Lingquan felt that it seemed a bit too straightforward, so he just tentatively agreed: "Well... Mr. Xie doesn't talk much."
"It's not bad." Xie Zhe took a chopstick of vegetables indifferently, "It's about the same as before."
But he was obviously in a low mood. Otherwise, no one would be digging into the nearest plate of shepherd's purse and turning a blind eye to other meat dishes. Han Chang stood up and sighed, putting the green vegetables in front of him and a plate of them together.
After changing the bean sprouts and minced meat, Xie Zhe only had bean sprouts again. Looking at his appearance, it seemed that he couldn't tell the difference even if the dish went into his mouth.
Han Shan complained to Ling Huan: "Look, look, this guy is like a piece of wood. Oh, girl, you live in a single room, you don't know, let me tell you, he never picks up the fight. He comes in to deliver food.
The waiter thought I was talking to myself in the air."
"Hey... no, that's not the case, is it? I was thinking about money, so I suggested that you open one. Otherwise, I would..."
Ling Huan obviously misunderstood what he meant, and the answer was completely wrong. Han Shangsang's throat was shaking, and he didn't know what to say. Forget it, it's better not to talk in circles with them. He sat down and patted his chopsticks gently.
It's on the table and I don't want to eat anymore.
"We know you have good intentions, so we want to help the child. Now we don't know if we can help, so naturally we feel uncomfortable. But the deal is done, so don't think about what has happened. You have made some changes.
.Moreover, we are indeed impressed by you, we didn’t expect you to be quite capable. Okay, stop thinking about it!”
Xie Zhe probably didn't have much of an appetite, so he put down his chopsticks and sighed softly.
"I just feel sorry for that kid—"
"Why don't you feel sorry for me?" Han Shangyang raised his eyebrows, "Don't you feel sorry for the time that you and I worked so hard, the big hole on my arm, the blood that was shed in vain? I really admire you.
My own bowl is leaking, so do I care if the dishes in other people’s pots are complete?”
Ye Lingyu clearly felt that Han Zhang's anger was rising. He probably had been suppressed by Xie Zhe these past two days. He usually talked a lot, and he was more open-minded about things in the village than Xie Zhe.
Naturally, he recovered faster and could not follow Xie Zhe's rhythm. Ling Huan had to find a way to change the subject so that they could not waste time on this matter.
"By the way, Master Zhongli..."
"It's time to give birth." The old fox raised a finger.
"Uh, Hanshang - I have some questions about the sets of spells you used at that time."
"I knew you were going to ask, why did you ask now? Just tell me. But whether I am willing to answer or not depends on my mood."
Ling Huan waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm just asking casually, you don't need to take it too seriously... If there's any offense, please -"
"Okay, okay, why are you always laying the groundwork? Let's get to the point."
"Hmm... I was thinking, you said you were afraid of fire, right? But I see that almost all of your spells are related to fire."
Zhongli Hanshang nodded slightly and did not deny it. He pondered for a while, as if he was thinking about how to explain, which part should be said and which part should not be said. After thinking about it, he switched to the other side and crossed his legs. He put his elbows on the table, raised his face, and then said slowly:
"You still remember that my junior brother Zhongli Wenjiu and I once practiced under an immortal, right? The art of the Five Elements is the most basic immortal method. And the Bagua is also a kind of transformation of the Five Elements."
"What does this have to do with gossip?"
Ye Lingquan asked curiously and stopped using her chopsticks. She noticed that Xie Zhe seemed a little interested in mentioning this. He leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to hear more clearly. So she responded to the question and encouraged him to continue talking. .The latter naturally noticed it.
"Hey, why are you so anxious? Isn't this what you are saying? Qiankangen shook Xunli Kundui, Xiu Sheng was injured and Du Jing died in shock. That's what he said, isn't it, Mr. Xie? Tianshui Mountain is thunderous, windy and firey, and the land is swampy. Zee is gold, mountains are earth, thunder and wind are wood, water is water, and fire is fire. Immortals say that I am most compatible with fire, and I am quite accomplished in fire magic. By the way, my brother is best known as wood magic. Thunder is a yang wood, wind is a yin wood, and his method of wind and thunder is far superior to mine. Lao Xie, what about you?"
"...I know a little bit about everything."
"Excessive modesty is pride, brother. And your statement is a bit arrogant."
"Wait a minute." Xie Zhe tilted his head slightly and frowned, "You are older than me, right?"
"Why do you care about this? Isn't this called smooth talk?"
"It's okay if I call you Lao Zhong." Xie Zhe said calmly, rolling his eyes at the same time.
"...Can you stop saying such uneducated things?"
The atmosphere became more lively, and Ye Lingyu's mood finally improved.
"Well, speaking of it, I also think calling Mr. Xie is too harsh. Is there any smooth title for Mr. Xie?"
Xie Zhe replied simply: "No."
"Ah... why is this like this?" Ye Linghua was a little disappointed, but he immediately cheered up, "Then if you don't mind, can I give you a name that sounds smooth to you?"
Xie Zhe seemed to really not care. He picked up the light soup bowl and nodded slightly. Ling Huan said happily:
"Then, can I call you A Zhe?"
Xie Zhe took a sip of the soup. Both of them were stunned, thinking that this name seemed to be nothing. Xie Zhe coughed a few times, put the bowl back on the table, and gently shook his hand:
"It doesn't matter, I just choked. Since Miss Ye is happy, whatever happens is fine."
"Really? Thank you..."
Han Chang secretly cursed: "Double standards."
People, you should talk more and chat more. In this way, the situation is finally not so embarrassing. After the waiter cleared away the dishes, they sat on a chair respectively and continued to chat word by word. Listening Quan suddenly remembered that he hadn't finished the serious question he wanted to ask, so he continued to ask:
"I was interrupted just now, and I forgot to ask you. Why on earth do you dislike the flame spell, Han Shan? Is it related to any bad memories? It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, I'm just a little curious..."
"Oh, that's not the case." Han Chang's tone was very relaxed, "At most, when I first learned the art of fire control, the flames were uncontrollable, which always made the situation troublesome. I thought at first that I was not good at this.
, but later after being pointed out by the seniors, I realized that this was exactly a manifestation of excess strength. When I first tried it, it was a bit unstable.
Practice is the key. I have to say... Instead, after I mastered the control of flames, I accidentally burned my sister's tail while visiting relatives. Her beautiful white fluff has since left a small amount of black. She was still
She was very angry and threatened to cheat me forever if I couldn’t get married. It wasn’t until Wen Jiu said he would marry her that the girl calmed down..."
When he said this, his eyes looked soft. Han Sheng temporarily fell into longing for the past, and that beautiful atmosphere seemed to emerge with his narration. As listeners, Xie Zhe and Ling Hu could also feel that
A gentle resonance.
"Hey, I've said too much. In fact, after changing my hair, I can't even see that black patch... The reason why I don't like open fires is simple to say. They make people, animals, monsters and even plants frightened.
.It’s power is so powerful and violent that it almost becomes life.
The opposition of fire. Fire seems to symbolize death. But I always have to learn to deal with the power I am best at, and to avoid unnecessary trouble. So I try to avoid using open fires to burn, but rely on improving the internal properties of things.
The temperature...this is much softer.”
After that, he raised the tea cup in his hand. The tea cup was made of porcelain. After being held in Han's hand, it quickly emitted a bright red light, and the patterns on it disappeared as the temperature increased. Then, the glaze on its surface
It's still intact, but there are traces of more eye-catching red inside.
Because the internal heat conduction is not uniform, the porcelain cup shattered in Han Shangs hand with a "pop" sound. He let go of his hand and let the porcelain pieces fall to the ground instead of the wooden tabletop. Those broken porcelain pieces
It cooled quickly, but it did not return to white, but remained smoky black.
"oh……"
Ling Quan and Xie Zhe both nodded thoughtfully, as if they understood what he meant.
They talked a lot, all about the past and small daily things. Sharing the past life is a kind of generosity and a kind of spreading of goodwill. This kind of thing is especially effective in bringing closer relationships. No, several people even called them
Have they all changed their tune?
It wasn't until the moon hung high in the sky and everyone in every room fell asleep that Ye Lingquan reluctantly returned to the room. She felt happy and relaxed because she had never chatted with anyone so happily. Although she thought
There is still more than half the way to go, but being with these interesting people will definitely not be boring at all.
The other two people also tidied up. After washing briefly, Han Zhang climbed into his bed and prepared to sleep. Before blowing out the candles, he glanced at Xie Zhe. This man was still sitting beside his bed and did not lie down. Who knew he was there again?
What to think.
"Still thinking about it?" Han Chang stretched his neck, "Are you tired?"
"Ah... no, I'm thinking about other things. About what Miss Ye calls me..."
"Why, you regretted it? You have to hold it in if you have any opinions. You have already agreed to them. Don't ruin the little girl's happiness."
"That's not the case. It's just..."
Han Chang heard a soft sigh coming from the bed over there. He really couldn't stand it.
"Okay, okay, don't sigh. If you have something to say, say it directly. Don't beat around the bush. Women are just like nagging."
"The two words A Zhe..." The man surnamed Xie thought for a while before saying these two words with difficulty, "These two words are actually..."
"Actually?"
"My mother called her that."
"Pfft."
"why are you laughing?"
"I didn't laugh."
"I heard it."
"I thought you were deaf." Han Zhang straightened up and sat beside the bed, "No, what do you think? Are you afraid that she will take advantage of you?"
"Not really... I'm just not used to it. That's all. It doesn't matter. Seeing how she looked forward to it at the time, I can't say anything."
