Chapter 38

◎ His eyes seemed to regain their light, shining like a starry river. ◎

Chi Lu ate a mouthful of dust, and struggled to get up from the ground.

“Are you okay?” She wiped her face, anxiously asking Jing Shuxing.

Jing Shuxing didn’t speak.

He was still in the position where Chi Lu had pressed him to the ground, his limbs weak, barely lifting his head, unable to utter a word.

That person is Chi Lu, the Young sect leader of Linghua Sect.

Deceiving him, hiding from him, insulting him, protecting him, caring for him, pitying him.

Jing Shuxing’s throat felt bitter, unable to guess what this all meant.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a residual image. Jiang Yumu had lost all her spiritual power, and was looking down at them from above, staring blankly at the two of them.

She frowned at Chi Lu: “What are you doing?”

Chi Lu spread her arms, shielding Jing Shuxing behind her like a hen protecting her chicks: “He has saved me many times, so I want to save him too.”

Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and the shocked expression of the residual soul was reflected in her round and black pupils. The expression turned from shock to sorrow, finally resting on her tense lips.

“How boring.” Jiang Yumu tried to hide her emotions, she straightened up, letting the desolate moonlight penetrate her thin soul, letting her life soul shatter into pieces.

Chi Lu remembered Jiang Yumu’s life again. She was famous all over the world at a young age, then she met Jing Yi, and after that, there was no news for a hundred years, and she fell into silence.

In the end, she didn’t say anything more to Jiang Yumu. She stood up in the ruined palace and reached out to pull Jing Shuxing up.

As soon as she stood up, the wandering evil spirits seemed to have found their target. They pounced towards Jing Shuxing. Before they got close, they disappeared as if someone had waved their sleeve to erase them.

Chi Lu was already used to Jing Shuxing’s abilities. She squatted down, her voice full of surprise, “Can you feel them?”

“You scared me to death.” She patted her chest, “When I was looking for you, I was so worried that you couldn’t see these evil spirits approaching and get hurt by them.”

Jing Shuxing opened his mouth, but couldn’t say a word.

After an unknown amount of time, he spoke in a muffled voice, “They’re gone.”

“They should have disappeared because they ran out of spiritual power and couldn’t maintain their form.” Chi Lu answered, “Although Senior Jiang was imprisoned for ten years, she set up a resurrection formation for herself before she died. There is still hope to avoid the soul from scattering and reincarnate.”

“She…” Jing Shuxing suddenly let out a cold laugh, “Young lady, I’m afraid you’re mistaken. I’ve long lost any mother-son affection with her.”

He lifted his head, his eyes seemed to be hollowed out, “Haven’t you heard? I personally cut her throat.”

His face was suddenly held up by Chi Lu.

Chi Lu was so angry that she knelt down on the ground, holding Jing Shuxing’s face, her hands suddenly opened, and she slapped him hard on both cheeks, “What nonsense are you talking about!”

The force was a bit heavy, even making a “slap slap” sound.

“I’ll say it again, it wasn’t you who did it. Most of the evil spirits left on Jiang Yumu’s body were from the bites of evil spirits. The blood mark you cut out would have healed a little later.”

She quickly realized her inappropriate behavior, immediately withdrew her hand, rubbed it on her clothes, and apologized in a very low voice, “I’m sorry.”

The apology was too low for Jing Shuxing to hear. In Jing Shuxing’s eyes, he only saw Chi Lu quickly withdraw her hand, and after withdrawing her hand, she wiped it with extreme… extreme disgust.

He lowered his head and heard Chi Lu ask nervously, “What… what was the thing you said was gone?”

Jing Shuxing stretched out two hands, one hand was empty, and the other still held the cane, “The figurine you gave me is gone.”

His throat was bitter, as if choking on a mouthful of thick blood. Jing Shuxing opened his eyes to see Chi Lu’s disgusted hand-wiping gesture, closed his eyes to think of the round apricot eyes under that mask, the change and overlap of identities made him terrified.

He wished he could do to Chi Lu what she had done to him, reach out and grab her delicate neck, question her intentions, what she wanted to do to him, tear off that smiling face, and see how many masks were behind it.

Jing Shuxing slightly bowed his body, his pale hand gripping his shoulder blade, the blood color faded from the back of his hand, and the blue veins were abruptly drawn on it. He hunched over, burying his face in his arm, and his eyes reddening at some point.

Chi Lu looked at Jing Shuxing gently.

“It’s okay, it’s just a figurine, I can buy another one. When I gave it to you, I was thinking that after I and the Young sect leader return to Linghua Sect in the future, we might not have a chance to meet again, so I gave it to you as a keepsake.”

Her words had no comforting effect, but instead made Jing Shuxing think: So she had already decided not to meet him.

Considering that Jing Shuxing was blind, he couldn’t pay attention to the details in the rubble, so he started to flip the stone slabs, looking for the trace of the little figurine. She was focusing on searching around when she heard Jing Shuxing muttering.

“It’s my fault.” His voice was weak, as if he was using a sharp sword to dissect himself, picking up his own flesh with the tip of the sword, deeply embedding it into his internal organs.

“After I woke up, I wanted to find you. I was worried that something happened to you. You told me not to kill, but I killed all the cultivators who were watching me. I also killed the passers-by and evil spirits who were blocking me.”

He sat there, lost and desolate, his white clothes hanging down, his jade-like body falling into Chi Lu’s eyes, like a little dog that had lost its owner, wilting on the ground.

The little dog’s lips wrinkled up, tightly pursed, and a fine sweat seeped from his forehead. His chest rose and fell, his breath suppressed and blocked. To prevent the pain from taking over his consciousness, his teeth bit down hard, and a string of crimson flowing along his lips.

Chi Lu stopped looking for the figurine, hurriedly squatting in front of Jing Shuxing, and asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

The young man lifted his eyes, Chi Lu wasn’t sure if it was her illusion, but she felt that his eyes seemed to regain their light, shining like a starry river.

He licked the red blood from the corner of his mouth, and laughed with a chuckle, the laughter even had a ghostly chill, “This is retribution.”

“What retribution!” Chi Lu angrily gave Jing Shuxing a knock on the head, “I’ve already said, it wasn’t you who killed.”

This family in Fengyue City is really strange, the husband doesn’t love the wife, the mother doesn’t love the son, the son…

The son doesn’t love anyone.

She grabbed Jing Shuxing’s wrist, attached a jade-green bracelet, after a bout of convulsions, her expression became clear, “Just like before, it’s your random ‘whoosh, pop’ backlash.”

Compared to last time, it was even heavier, she didn’t know how Jing Shuxing managed to endure it.

“What?”

“It’s your ability.” Chi Lu vividly performed in front of Jing Shuxing, even adding actions for her own amusement.

With a flick of her bare hand, a spark rose quickly, exploding in the sky like a firework: “Whoosh—Pop!”

Jing Shuxing suddenly laughed, his eyebrows furrowed in pain, his expression strange as if he was both crying and laughing, looking very comical.

Chi Lu had an idea: “Then we should follow the method from last time, first knock you out…”

“No!”

Before she could finish her words, Jing Shuxing grabbed her wrist. The weak young man was half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes filled with infinite pleading: “Don’t knock me out, I’m not in pain at all, I can reduce the evil spirits, and drive away those cultivators, you can let me do anything.”

He couldn’t let Chi Lu leave silently again.

Chi Lu deeply regretted what she had done to Jing Shuxing before!

Jing Shuxing must have been scared by her actions, afraid of being taken advantage of by her again after fainting, he wanted to stay awake despite the intense pain.

She really went too far, luckily she didn’t touch him too much just now, otherwise, it would definitely stimulate him again.

Chi Lu thought for a while, wisely swallowing back the idea of helping Jing Shuxing, and stuttered, “Can you walk now? Your eyes are not good, is the cane enough?”

If it’s not enough, she would reach out to help him.

Jing Shuxing’s eyes were dim, he forced himself to perk up and replied, “It’s enough.”

Chi Lu breathed a sigh of relief, showing a bright and radiant smile, “That’s good.”

“I’ll lead the way.” She stood up, tiptoed to look around, her eyes view instantly filled with eerie and sinister evil spirits.

These things piled up in front of her, howling and screaming. From time to time they pounced on Jing Shuxing, and caused absolute spiritual pollution.

Chi Lu stretched her hand into the black air where the evil spirits gathered, and then reached out again, finding that these evil spirits indeed ignored her, persistently attacking the people in Fengyue City. Some evil spirits had a human form, using their hands and feet when attacking, biting and gnawing, which was very terrifying.

Could it be that the people of Fengyue City naturally attract evil spirits?

Chi Lu had a thought, raised her hand to form a seal, condensed her spiritual power into a shield, and quickly put it on Jing Shuxing. The spiritual power turned into a seamless shield, immediately isolating Jing Shuxing from the evil spirits.

The dark evil spirits were still menacing a second ago, as if they were going to tear Jing Shuxing to pieces. The next moment, they became like headless flies, wandering aimlessly.

“Let’s go down the mountain. Your body can’t stay here now, it’s too dangerous.” Chi Lu swallowed, shifted her gaze off the evil spirits.

“The evil spirits are the least of our worries. If we run into the cultivators of Fengyue City, they will definitely want to capture you again.”

Jing Shuxing, enduring the intense pain all over his body, managed to squeeze out a gentle smile and nodded slightly.

Chi Lu sent out a flying boat and led Jing Shuxing down the mountain. To her surprise, the further down they went, the fewer evil spirits they saw. The few that were there were aimlessly wandering around, as if looking for a target to attack.

The people of Fengyue City had already hidden in their homes, pasting useful and useless talismans on their doors and windows, and closing their doors tightly in fear.

Finally, in the depths of the alley, Chi Lu saw the peddler she had seen earlier. He was shivering in a corner, and a young cultivator was standing in front of him with a sword, swinging it wildly with a determined expression.

“You demons, don’t hurt people, look at my sword!”

Chi Lu: …

She turned her head to warn Jing Shuxing, “Don’t make a move, you’re not allowed to kill in front of me.”

With a flick of her finger, a shield fell from the sky, separating the young man and the evil spirits.

After the dark evil spirits left, Chi Lu slowly opened her mouth, “Young city lord, is there a possibility that those evil spirits are targeting you, and the peddler was just accidentally involved?”

Jing Luoyun, who was trying hard to protect the people in the city, was suddenly splashed with a bucket of cold water by Chi Lu. He turned his head unhappily, wanting to retort.

Unexpectedly, he saw his two major concerns, one in front and one behind, nestled in a narrow jade boat.

“Is it you?”

He and the peddler said in unison, one surprised and one happy. Jing Luoyun glared at the peddler, scaring him into silence.

Then he pointed at Chi Lu with gritted teeth, heartbroken, “You! You have actually met privately?”

Chi Lu widened her eyes, just about to defend Jing Shuxing’s reputation, when her shoulder was suddenly hooked by a hand, uncontrollably falling backward.

“That’s right.” The moment she fell, she saw Jing Shuxing lean forward, and said with a calm and indifferent tone.

“We met a long time ago, much earlier than you.”

The author has something to say:

Little Jing: Competing for the upper hand (brain supplement version)

Author (knocking on the bowl): I’m awesome, right! Double update!

(Soon chasing Little Jing and hacking for more than ten chapters)