Chenxing was sure that what she got was feathers that did not belong to ordinary animals.
Egrets inhabit swamps with dense reeds as hiding places, or mountains with streams. Although it is a mountain, there is no water. Strictly speaking, it is just a large mound. Egrets feed on fish and shrimps.
Places cannot have the conditions for their survival.
Or, to put it simply...she could sense the remaining evil energy on the feathers.
"Like a monster," she held the feather with her fingertips and observed carefully, "but not a monster."
"It's a really strange smell."
She Zishu stood opposite her, staring at the feather with interest. The feather was gray-white, a little dirty, with sand and dust hanging on it. There was an almost imperceptible blood stain on it, and it was here that it emanated.
It emits a strong and distinctive smell. There seems to be a special floral fragrance lingering between each fine hair. It is imperceptible. If Zishu had not dealt with the source of that smell not long ago, she would have
Maybe you can't tell the difference.
"So, this thing...is what the half-demon left behind?" Ling Huan was counting the few luggage at the side, and Yin Huan also helped silently. "It's the one who, in the legend, often associates with Lord Maoyue.
A half-demon?"
"Maybe it's a trap," Chenxing said.
"Why don't you always believe anything?" She Zishu reached out and gently grabbed the feather, "Even if you are not sure, it is still too late to make plans until you find something abnormal."
With his hands free, Chenxing hugged his shoulders and said coldly: "It's too late. Whatever you do, you should think about whether there is a way out. I don't have that much time to take such a big risk on something I'm not sure about."
"Zishu seems to have no idea of the consequences..."
Ling Huan and Yin Huan were dealing with the matter at hand, but she felt a burning gaze coming again. When she turned around, she found that She Zishu was looking at her with that strange look again. That look was indescribable.
full of curiosity
However, there is indeed a little desire for knowledge mixed with it. She always wants to get to the bottom of it, Yin Huan thought to herself. She can't say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, but it is true that all life begins with learning and imitation.
Is this a good thing for her and them? Yin Huan can't think clearly.
"Why?" Zishu asked, "Why do you say that?"
"Sorry! Did I offend you?"
"No. Would the average person be offended?"
After a moment of excitement, Ling Huan calmed down and thought carefully. She looked at Yin Huan, who shook his head, and she thought to herself. During this process, Zishu always maintained that strangely eager gaze. Maybe it was just someone else's.
Illusion, she just...opened her eyes very wide. Those eyes were very strange. Anyone who stared at them for a long time would fall into them, so people would instinctively look away.
Chenxing didn't care about this. She took Fei Mao back from Zi Shu's hand without ceremony, but her face remained expressionless.
"Isn't it possible?" She explained seriously, "What I just said sounded like I was trying to teach people a lesson, but I didn't mean it... It's just that you always seem to be unafraid of danger, regardless of the consequences, and don't think about what will happen in the future.
What happened, so keep moving forward bravely. Sometimes this is a good thing, but sometimes... it is dangerous."
Zishu looked at Yin Huan, and Yin Huan nodded seriously, deeply convinced.
Aren't you afraid that your life will be threatened? Yin Huan's eyes clearly asked her this.
"Is the danger because of fear of death? Fear of death?" Zishu also responded seriously.
"So be it." Ling Huan saw that Chen Xing behind her had walked away boredly. She paused for a moment, and then explained to Zi Shu: "For this matter, there are no clues except Fei Mao...
Only when you really have no clues at all can you follow this only clue
Follow the clues. If time permits, it is very important to make the most correct judgment. Sometimes, the failure of action will make the situation irreversible, so you must first weigh the pros and cons. As for death... it is the most extreme
situation. But, but it’s not impossible..."
She Zishu stood there motionless, like a dummy. They knew that whenever this time came, it was her who was thinking, even though the way was not normal. The two sisters looked at each other, not knowing whether they should continue to be busy.
Things at hand.
Yin Huan turned his head to avoid his sight that was blocked by She Zishu. Ling Huan also looked over and understood what his sister meant.
"Where did the Heroic Heroine go?"
"Let's go get directions," She Zishu said. "I saw she prepared some useful things."
Yin Huan took out a pen and paper and spread it on the small table in the hotel. She occasionally communicated with other people like this. Her handwriting was originally small and regular, but now it became much more sloppy in order to speed up. But like this
Scribbling also has a different charm. Ling Quan joked with her, saying that she would definitely become a calligrapher in her own right.
She wrote these words: I really don’t know what kind of person or monster that half-demon is.
"He must be a good person who has a close relationship with the six realms of impermanence." Ling Huan thought, "Mr. Maoyue is such a gentle person. I think the people she admires are also the same as her."
"Half-demon..."
Zishu didn't know if she had understood it, but she ended her thinking and sat on the other side of Yin Quan to read what she had written.
"Have Zishu ever heard of a half-demon? Have you seen one?"
Zishu shook her head and said she had never seen it before.
After listening to what they said, Yin Huan wrote down a few more words.
I think that when a half-demon was born, he must have had a difficult time.
"Um……"
The other two looked at each other in confusion and couldn't say anything for a moment. They understood what Yin Huan meant, and Yin Huan had the most reason to think about the suffering of others. Among humans, she is now considered "incomplete", even if she is
Similar people have also been treated unfairly many times.
There usually seems to be no problem with her hands, and when Zishu is walking on the road, no one will suddenly ask her about her past. There is only a voice, and if it is not there, it is gone. Yin Quan himself cannot say that he regrets it, but he does feel aggrieved. Today
She can empathize with the half-demon she has never met before, and can understand it.
They rested early, and Duchenxing came back very late. Maybe the process of divination was very complicated, or maybe she preferred to be alone. Since there were more people traveling with her, there was really no peace for a moment in her ears. Secondly
When she woke up one day, she pointed out a path for the three people.
She gave a direction and didn't say much. But it was obvious that that was the location of the half-demon. She gave a time that was not long but not short - five days' journey - as long as others did not delay.
When she spoke like this, she was warning them not to mess around.
Three peaceful days have passed, and time can be said to be fast or slow. In a peaceful place, some people will easily forget the hardships of the past or the future, while some people will always adhere to the principle of being prepared for danger in times of peace. No matter where they are.
A kind of thing that time will not stop for.
It wasn't until the fourth day that they came to a county town.
Only a hundred years ago, this was a small independent city. The imperial court spent money to widen it in two directions, absorbing the small towns along the way, and making it border with other prosperous areas. Logically speaking, they were
They shouldn't rest. There were too many places they passed by without stopping, and there was nothing special here. However, the four of them still had to stop.
Ling Huan got a high fever for no apparent reason.
The weather was getting colder and her clothes were really limited, so it was not surprising that this happened. Although Yin Huan had given her a lot of warm clothes, she still caught a cold. She didn't cough or sneeze, just a runny nose.
The bleeding was non-stop. Her body temperature was not stable, rising and falling. These days were the times when she needed to rest.
Yin Huan felt a little guilty. She couldn't read anything from Chenxing's expressionless face, but she knew that this cold and arrogant woman must not like wasting time. Although she didn't say anything, she had the right to pretend not to.
She knows, but doesn't pay attention. She wants to take care of her sister wholeheartedly, but she doesn't know if she has this condition.
"This child is sick." She Zishu stood by the couch and came to her conclusion, "She can't move forward."
Chenxing did not buy the medicine, but gave Yinhua the money to make the medicine. She took the medicine to the back kitchen of the inn and asked someone to help fry it, while She Zishu and Chenxing stayed in the house. It was broad daylight, and the streets outside the window were busy with traffic and houses.
It was as quiet as night.
"What are your plans?" Zishu asked her, "I think it's better to ask you when the other child is away."
"You are a bit more humane." Chenxing was probably sarcastic, "I don't have any plans."
"What to do? They said you are someone who will never stop."
"Are you looking at me through their eyes?"
"My eyes can't see anything."
The two were in a stalemate for a while. Chenxing looked at the bedside, and Ling Huan was in a bad state. She couldn't sleep, sniffing on the bed, and her face was hot. There was a basin of cold water next to her, and Yin Huan only used fresh water before leaving the house.
A handkerchief was placed on her head. Of course she could hear the conversation between the two of them, but she was confused from the fever and half asleep, so she might not be able to fully understand it. But it didn't matter, neither of them seemed to care about her.
He looked like he couldn't hear it.
"Don't be careless. No one knows whether her illness is related to living corpses."
"Didn't the living corpse disappear?" Zishu said, "I haven't heard of such a thing for a long time."
Chenxing said lightly: "Yes, it's just like a dream. But it doesn't mean the end. An expert said that this is the poison of Death Shadow Pavilion, and the source of this instability is in their hands. Now look
The world is already calm, but no one knows when the plague will sweep across the earth again - from the places where it stopped."
"Is that so... So you don't plan to leave them here and go to see the half-demon alone." She Zishu said, "In the past few days, we have only been moving towards this goal. You never mentioned that.
Is the half-demon moving? I think, either you have made up your mind to meet him alone, then this is a good time to unload your burden; or the half-demon is really motionless in the previous place."
Chenxing did not answer her question. He picked up the weapon, lowered the white curtain on the brim of his hat, covered his face, and faced the door.
"where did you go?"
Chenxing didn't answer her, and she walked straight to the door. At this time, Yinxuan just came back, and she almost bumped into Chenxing who opened the door, but Chenxing reacted quickly and grabbed her medicine bowl. The medicine was in her hand.
The bowl was firmly in place and was raised high by her left hand. Her right hand held up the fallen Yin Quan, who stood up straight and took the bowl sheepishly.
"You come with me." Chenxing suddenly said to her, "Go and collect information."
Yin Huan pointed at himself, tilted his head, then looked at Zishu in the room and his sister on the couch, and nodded blankly.
