"Bind me," the wolf demon extended a hand to Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao: "Bind yourself, I have no strength."
"Alright," the wolf demon nodded, took one end of the silver rope, and skillfully bound its own wrist. It said, "For me, this is an opportunity. Don't feel guilty."
"..." Mu Anxiao glanced at the wolf demon, who had the body of a woman, and said, "It's rare for you to have a conscience."
"...." The wolf demon let out a light laugh and held out the other end of the silver rope to Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao: "..." She glanced at the wolf demon, casually took the silver rope, and looked up at the yin messenger who had turned around, asking, "Did you find it?"
"No," the yin messenger shook his head and continued searching for an entrance.
The wolf demon was bewildered by this and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"
Mu Anxiao tilted her head. "He's forgotten the way back to the underworld."
"He can eat."
"You're right. If he weren't such a lazy glutton, he wouldn't have easily believed a monster's words."
"You believed me too."
"It's different."
"Yes, in that case, I'm much better than that dagger."
"You're similar to her. If you hadn't used me to find the demon core, you probably wouldn't have kindly come back to check if I was still alive."
"What you said truly hurts my heart," the wolf demon said, placing a hand over its chest.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao swallowed twice. "I think it would be better if you removed your hand. The way you are," she said, "it will confuse me."
"Confuse you about what?"
"Confuse me about you being a real girl."
Upon hearing this, the wolf demon's expression stiffened. It turned to look at the back of the yin messenger ahead, intentionally changing the subject. "How long has he been searching?"
"Not long, only a few hours."
Hearing this, the wolf demon's mouth twitched. It turned its head to look back at Mu Anxiao. "Not long, only a few hours."
Mu Anxiao hummed and looked down at her wound, which wouldn't stop bleeding. She gasped and said, "Forget it, help me stop the bleeding."
Wolf demon: "Are you sure?"
"Stop the nonsense and hurry."
"Alright," the wolf demon nodded, raised two fingers, and gently tapped Mu Anxiao's wound. "Bear with it."
Mu Anxiao bit her lip tightly, gasping in pain. She tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and said, "Don't heal it."
"I don't have the ability to do that," the wolf demon said, releasing the dark energy on its fingertips into Mu Anxiao's wound.
Minutes later.
Mu Anxiao's bleeding stopped.
"Done," she slowly opened her eyes.
"The bleeding has stopped, but speaking of which," the wolf demon uncovered the blood-soaked handkerchief, threw it away, took out a new one from its sleeve, and continued, "you now have my demonic energy within you." As he said this, he wrapped the handkerchief around her wound.
Mu Anxiao: "It's fine."
"You are an immortal. This is trouble for you. Perhaps," the wolf demon said, "it might become a handle for that imposter to frame you."
"Aren't you here?"
"Once I've finished my business, I'll..."
"You said one month."
Hearing Mu Anxiao's words, the wolf demon's memory was triggered. It then gave a dry laugh and said, "Alright, forget I said anything."
"If you lie to me, I'll destroy your demon core on the spot."
The wolf demon understood Mu Anxiao's character of doing what she said. It also knew that the moment it used its demonic energy to stop her bleeding, it was already inextricably linked to her.
However, for a wolf demon who had done all sorts of evil, it had to maintain its vigilance. "Um, you won't use this to capture me, will you?"
"If I wanted to capture you, would I have let you leave with Xie Xin?"
"That's true," the wolf demon nodded and stared ahead. "I don't remember much of my past clearly."
"I don't remember clearly either."
"Your memory..." the wolf demon looked surprised and focused its gaze directly on Mu Anxiao's face. "You've lost it too."
Mu Anxiao: "No one can remember the past so clearly. This has nothing to do with losing memory." She said, glancing at the wolf demon. "Are you stupid?"
"What you said makes sense. I don't remember many things clearly. I initially thought I had amnesia, but then," the wolf demon said, "it's normal."
"Your way of talking to fill silence is truly unique."
"How is it unique?"
"Most people show off their intelligence. You, on the other hand," Mu Anxiao sneered, "pretend to be foolish."
"I did not."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao lowered her gaze and smiled. "Oh, then you are truly foolish."
Wolf demon: "...." Its mouth twitched.
Ruined temple.
The fake Lin Yan, carrying flatbread he had bought from the market, walked back to Feng Qishi's side. He then deliberately glanced at Xie Xin, who was sitting opposite Feng Qishi, not saying a word, and just staring at him, and asked, "Master, where is that person?" He placed the flatbread on the table.
Feng Qishi withdrew his book, looked up at the fake Lin Yan, and said, "He went out."
"Where did he go?"
The fake Lin Yan knew that the relationship between the wolf demon and Mu Anxiao was unusual, so he worried that the wolf demon would go to save Mu Anxiao, and thus became nervous.
Feng Qishi: "He..."
"Where he went, what business is it of yours?" Xie Xin intentionally interrupted Feng Qishi's words, reached out her hand, and said, "Give me the flatbread, I'm hungry."
Feng Qishi: "...." He glanced at the fake Lin Yan, then unwrapped the paper, took out a piece of flatbread, and handed it to Xie Xin. "You don't need to thank me."
Xie Xin then took the flatbread, casually said, "Thank you." She then looked up at the fake Lin Yan, who was staring at her, and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"
"You are a monster."
Xie Xin's eyes darkened. "...." She looked at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi glanced at Xie Xin, who had explained everything, and then looked at the fake Lin Yan, clarifying, "Don't talk nonsense, she is not a monster."
"Master, she..."
"Isn't she your friend?" Feng Qishi intentionally interrupted.
After talking with Xie Xin and deep reflection, Feng Qishi decided to observe the fake Lin Yan first.
"Yes," the fake Lin Yan nodded slightly and looked at Xie Xin again. "But, I feel something is not right with her."
"How is she not right?" Feng Qishi asked sternly.
Fake Lin Yan: "She has demonic energy on her."
"How can you sense it, being just a mortal?"
At this moment, Feng Qishi began to doubt the fake Lin Yan.
"I heard you say it."
Hearing this, Feng Qishi dismissed his suspicion. "I was just saying. You don't have to take it seriously."
"But she really..."
"Alright, eat your flatbread," Feng Qishi realized the fake Lin Yan was trying to sow discord. To avoid his thoughts being disturbed, Feng Qishi deliberately put on a cold demeanor. "Stop talking."
Seeing Feng Qishi like this, the fake Lin Yan couldn't help but feel nervous.
So, he tested, "Master, why do I feel you are wary of me?"