As memories surged, Mu Anxiao couldn't help but recall speaking with an old man named Shi Tou three years ago.
At the time, the old man said he sold stones. Because he was too old, no one supported him. Mu Anxiao encouraged him, and he finally said that if she ever needed him, he would help her.
However, because he said it while drunk, she hadn't taken the old man's drunken words to heart. Now, hearing Feng Qishi say it, she was also startled.
"He remembers me then."
"Yes, he said, why don't you look for her yourself?"
Listening to Feng Qishi's casual tone, Mu Anxiao suddenly wondered how he knew.
"How do you know this old man?"
"You still have my residual blood within you, naturally I can sense you." Feng Qishi explained in detail. xxs1
At first, Mu Anxiao didn't think much of it, but now, hearing Feng Qishi say it, she suddenly thought about her current location, a small city rarely visited by immortals. Looking at Feng Qishi, she inexplicably felt that this guy was a bit terrifying.
Reflecting her inner thoughts, the expression on Mu Anxiao's face clearly turned constipated.
"...."
"What does that expression mean?" Feng Qishi asked, poking Mu Anxiao's cheek with his finger.
Mu Anxiao swallowed, and said, "It's just... I find you a bit terrifying."
"How am I terrifying?"
"The fact that you can find me is quite terrifying."
"Terrifying, but don't think about getting rid of me." Feng Qishi deliberately patted Mu Anxiao's face.
Mu Anxiao touched her face and said, "I've thought about it now, I really don't have the ability to get rid of you."
"It's good that you know." Feng Qishi nodded and pointed inside the dilapidated temple, "Alright, go in."
"What for?"
"To help clean up, the beds will arrive later. At the very least, you need to tidy up the inside now."
"Why do you always order me around?" Mu Anxiao said unhappily.
"If you don't go, I won't tell you where that guy named A Xia is?" Feng Qishi smiled.
"..." Mu Anxiao was silent for a moment, then said, "You have to tell me when I come out."
"Remember to bid me farewell." Feng Qishi said.
Mu Anxiao was speechless, she walked around Feng Qishi and went into the dilapidated temple.
Not long after, Mu Anxiao and the four beggars ran out together.
Seeing this, Feng Qishi asked with a look of confusion, "What's wrong with you guys?"
Mu Anxiao, covered in dust, stopped in front of Feng Qishi, fanning the dust away from her face with her hand and said, "It's too difficult to clean."
"Yes, when we lived here before, we didn't notice so much dust. As soon as we swept, the dust seemed to come alive and hit us in the face instantly."
"It's too terrifying."
Feng Qishi listened to their descriptions with a calm expression, and sighed, "This is all you can manage."
"You go then." Mu Anxiao said while coughing.
"Fine, I'll go." Feng Qishi said, brushing past Mu Anxiao and entering the still dust-filled dilapidated temple.
The four beggars coughed like Mu Anxiao.
Then, the next second Feng Qishi walked in, the door closed.
However, at this moment, Mu Anxiao's calm heart was stirred. She glanced at the closed door and suddenly sensed something was wrong.
"What's going on?" Beggar Number One asked.
"Yeah, why did the door suddenly close?" Beggar Number Three asked.
Beggar Number Two looked at them and said, "Will something happen?"
"That dust just now... it seemed to be controlled by some kind of power." Beggar Number Four suddenly said.
At the same time, Mu Anxiao caught a clue from Beggar Number Four's words. She then looked down at her dust-covered hands, and recalled the scene where they were surrounded by dust inside just now. She thought: Not good, there's a demon soul. With that thought, she took a step forward, and suddenly a yellow light shot through the door, engulfing the five of them.
Beggar Number One's eyes widened, and he fainted.
The other three also fainted.
Only Mu Anxiao remained conscious.
"Who are you?" she asked, looking at the dust suspended in front of her.
The dust said, "You can remember A Xia, but not me. How ironic."
Ironic, Mu Anxiao didn't find it ironic. On the contrary, Mu Anxiao had no impression of this voice at all.
"...."
Seeing Mu Anxiao's silence, the dust deliberately surrounded the four beggars and said, "If you can't remember me, I'll kill them."
Mu Anxiao calmly watched the dust forming a vortex before her, then looked at the four fallen beggars and asked, "Can you give me a hint?"
"Ten years ago, you..."
"Ten years ago, I was a cripple." Mu Anxiao interrupted.
"Are you being difficult?" the dust said.
Mu Anxiao said helplessly, "You've mistaken me for someone else, my name is Mu Anxiao."
"Mu Anxiao?" the dust repeated, frowning, "You captured A Xia, but not me?"
"A Xia was decades ago. You are from ten years ago, so of course I don't know you." Mu Anxiao pretended to be patient.
Hearing Mu Anxiao's words, the dust instantly dispersed and transformed into a little girl wearing a pale yellow dress. She said, "So, A Xia also told me that you and I have nothing to do with each other."
Before the dust in front of her transformed into human form, Mu Anxiao had always thought she was a man. Now, seeing her transform into a woman, Mu Anxiao felt awkward.
"...."
"Why aren't you talking anymore?"
"What is your name?"
"My name is Chen."
"Chen?" Mu Anxiao repeated, and couldn't help but think of Piao, "Your name is quite casual."
"Your name is also quite casual, Mu Anxiao." Chen retorted.
Mu Anxiao was too lazy to respond to Chen's words. Instead, she pointed at the dilapidated temple and asked, "Where are the people inside?"
"Inside..."
As Chen was speaking, the door of the dilapidated temple suddenly opened, and Feng Qishi walked out, saying, "As expected, it's a little girl."
"Was it you who let me out just now?" Chen turned to look at Feng Qishi and asked.
"Clever, it was me." Feng Qishi said with a cold expression.
At this moment, Mu Anxiao looked at the two conversing with a puzzled expression, remaining silent.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's silence, Chen asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Listening to Chen's question, and seeing Feng Qishi's gaze fixed on her, Mu Anxiao hesitantly asked, "You're not a demon soul?"
"Of course not." Chen said.
That's right, Mu Anxiao had always thought Chen was a demon soul. Now, hearing Chen's answer, she felt awkward again.
"Feng Qishi," she asked to ease her awkwardness, "Did you deliberately let her out?"
"Yes." Feng Qishi admitted.
Chen asked, "Why did you deliberately let me out?"
Feng Qishi replied indifferently, "I wanted to."
Chen was speechless.
Mu Anxiao asked, "Why did you deliberately let her out?"