Lou Yi had not expected that the Soul Spirit would actually do as it said, and not only that, but it had also drawn out the consciousness of Gu Yuan. Thinking of the ‘hair-raising’ scene just now, Lou Yi was also scared. "It's time to act," he said, then lowered his head to look at Gu Yuan on the ground.
Yang Pan'er, upon hearing this, finally noticed Lou Yi's presence. She slowly tilted her head up to look at him and softly asked, "Why don't you go?" She hadn't recovered yet and was still frightened.
"It's no use for me to go. Besides," Lou Yi said, staring at Yang Pan'er's face for a few seconds before continuing, "If I go, who will watch you."
"You... even if you went, I wouldn't run away," Yang Pan'er's voice trembled slightly.
Lou Yi crossed his arms. "It's better not to. If I go, seeing me follow her will surely displease her," he said. Noticing Yang Pan'er's expression was not quite right, he asked, "Are you scared?" his tone gentle.
"If it were you, would you be scared?" Yang Pan'er retorted.
Lou Yi heard this and couldn't help but recall the scene again. He shrugged. "Probably, but," he said, looking down at Gu Yuan's body, "she doesn't seem to be reacting." After staring at Gu Yuan for a few seconds, his eyes widened.
At the same time, Yang Pan'er's eyes also widened. "Her body..." she began, then stopped and looked at Lou Yi.
"It doesn't look like an escape," Lou Yi said, as Gu Yuan's body, enveloped in blue beams of light, dissipated.
Yang Pan'er froze. "My body won't end up like this too, will it?" She was scared.
"This, I'm not sure about. But what I can be sure of," Lou Yi thought of the Soul Spirit's understanding of Gu Yuan and its swift 'execution' of her, and continued, "If you run, your end will surely be miserable. However, if you choose to cooperate, your outcome should be better than hers."
"Then I'll have to earn merit," Yang Pan'er said faintly.
Lou Yi nodded. "Yes, merit must be earned."
"Then let's go find Shen Moyun," Yang Pan'er said eagerly.
Lou Yi remembered that Yang Pan'er had always been very resistant to detoxifying Feng Qishi. Now... she had become so proactive. Looking at her, he was puzzled. "What do you mean by that?"
"I'm not going to harm anyone," Yang Pan'er said quickly, worried Lou Yi might misunderstand her.
"Then what do you want to do?" Lou Yi's tension eased.
Yang Pan'er pursed her lips and said, "I want to... try."
"Try..." Lou Yi repeated, then after a moment's thought, he realized. "You want to try to detoxify him."
"Yes. This poison, after all, was administered by me. Master wouldn't take the blame for me. If Shen Moyun really dies, I..." Yang Pan'er recalled the scene just now, saying, "I will definitely die more miserably than Gu Yuan. So, I want to help."
"As long as you do your best, I will testify for you," Lou Yi said firmly. He was touched by Yang Pan'er's 'changed attitude.'
Yang Pan'er smiled. "Thank you."
"I'll open the door. Let's go," Lou Yi said, turning towards the door. Just as he reached out, he froze.
Yang Pan'er, seeing this, looked confused. "What's wrong?"
"..." Lou Yi remained silent. He pulled the door twice again and said, "It seems we can't get out." He turned to look at Yang Pan'er.
"How could this be?" Yang Pan'er said, about to run over.
Seeing this, Lou Yi quickly stopped her. "Don't come here."
"...Why?" Yang Pan'er stopped abruptly, her face full of questions.
Lou Yi: "Why else? This is all imbued with spells. If you touch it, you will..." He lowered his voice. "You will be like Gu Yuan." He didn't know how to explain her fate, so he used Gu Yuan as an example.
As expected, after Lou Yi's explanation, Yang Pan'er dared not move.
Lou Yi cleared his throat. "Have some tea," he said, stepping past Yang Pan'er and sitting at the table.
Yang Pan'er also sat down. "Do you think Shen Moyun will be alright?" she asked, resting her chin on her hand and staring at Lou Yi.
Lou Yi picked up the teapot, glanced at Yang Pan'er, and shrugged. "Who knows? But I think Mu Anxiao should have..." He stopped mid-sentence, suddenly realizing he had said the wrong thing, then continued, "Who knows? He should be able to heal himself."
"Let's hope so," Yang Pan'er said, not paying much attention to Lou Yi's earlier words, her concern turning to Feng Qishi.
Lou Yi glanced at Yang Pan'er, saying nothing. But he too began to worry about Feng Qishi's safety.
"Can't find it. What's going on."
At this moment, Mu Anxiao was still searching the Immortal Book for a way to detoxify Feng Qishi. But... after searching for so long, there was nothing. Facing such a difficult situation, Mu Anxiao was extremely anxious. Then... she began to blame herself.
She thought that if she hadn't acted tough outside the woodshed, perhaps she wouldn't have fallen into Ouyang Ye's trap again, and Feng Qishi wouldn't have been poisoned because of her. All the processes and outcomes made Mu Anxiao feel increasingly distressed. Closing the Immortal Book, she looked at Feng Qishi, whose condition was clearly deteriorating, and asked with a forced smile, "Shen crazy, tell me, what should I do?" She felt Feng Qishi must have a solution.
"Don't come closer," Feng Qishi said, raising a hand to stop her while enduring the 'pain.'
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao dared not step forward. "I know. Then tell me, what should I..."
"Forget about me. You should leave," Feng Qishi interrupted softly.
"I won't leave. I won't let you die," Mu Anxiao said angrily, lowering her head to flip through the Immortal Book again.
Just then, Feng Qishi realized... Mu Anxiao had been standing there for quite some time. If his guess was correct, Ouyang Ye should be returning soon. If Ouyang Ye saw Mu Anxiao there, it was imaginable that Ouyang Ye would go crazy, and Mu Anxiao would surely suffer.
Thinking of such consequences, Feng Qishi became anxious. "Hurry up and leave. Don't bother with me," he shouted sternly.
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao shivered and looked up at Feng Qishi, saying angrily, "You might as well just sit there. Why so much nonsense."
"Ouyang Ye is about to return, you..."
"I know where he went better than you do. Just put your mind at ease," Mu Anxiao interrupted, lowering her head.
Seeing this, Feng Qishi said softly, "You worrying about me like this is not worth it."
"As long as I think it's worth it, Shen crazy," Mu Anxiao said, without looking up, continuing to flip through the book. "I know you're worried about my safety, but what I want to say is, at this moment, if you're playing the hero, it's really quite meaningless."
"You..."
"Between you and me, most of the things we've experienced are related to life and death. Furthermore, you and I are partners. It's natural for me to save you."
"I know my condition. Don't waste any more time," Feng Qishi said, worried that Mu Anxiao might use her previous methods, he hardened his heart to refuse.
"It's my time being wasted, what does it have to do with you? You..." Mu Anxiao stopped, then after a few seconds, she smiled. "Hard work pays off, Shen crazy. I found it." Saying this, she finally looked up at Feng Qishi.