Yin Changge formed some hand seals and cut his finger. He smeared some blood on Yan Tianhen’s forehead and drew an array on Yan Tianhen’s solar plexus with his finger.
He pressed his palm to Yan Tianhen’s solar plexus, and after a moment of sensing with his eyes closed, he said slowly, “Inside a cave, you and a man whose face I can’t see clearly…did that. And…you called him Dage.”
Yan Tianhen took a deep breath. His hands, which were hanging to his sides, clenched into fists.
“I just want to know one thing.” Yan Tianhen asked, “Is this my imagination or a real memory?”
Yin Changge answered without hesitation, “It’s a memory. I can only see what truly happened in your heart, but I can’t see illusory dreams. However, sometimes dreams are just another embodiment of your true inner memories.”
Yan Tianhen’s body trembled.
This was a scene that had once flashed through his mind — he always thought that some scenes felt familiar, but he couldn’t remember them completely. If he didn’t write them down in time, the memories would soon become blurred, and other kinds of memories that were more complete and looked flawless would replace the faded memories.
He thought it was a dream.
He couldn’t see it himself, but mind readers could easily extract that memory from the vast and chaotic sea of memories.
The reason Yan Tianhen went to find Yin Changge was to prove that the events he thought were dreams were in fact memories that actually happened but had been forgotten by him.
Yin Changge said, “This is merely the easiest part for me to see. There’s still an enormous amount of thoughts and feelings, which will probably take a while for me to say them all.”
“No need to say anymore, thank you.” Yan Tianhen came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
From beginning to end, Yin Changge never understood what Yan Tianhen wanted to do by asking him these questions.
Outside, the river of stars glittered brilliantly in the cloudless sky.
The wind was sharp enough to almost cut apart skin. Yan Tianhen rushed to Little Penglai, full of killing intent.
That night, Lin Xuanzhi didn’t sleep.
When Yan Tianhen arrived in Little Penglai, Lin Xuanzhi had just received a voice transmission talisman from Sword Saint Tianshu. Lin Xuanzhi was just about to leave the island to look for him when he saw a Yan Tianhen with disheveled hair rushing towards him while emitting killing intent.
Yan Tianhen cut a sorry figure. His eyes were bloodshot, his clothes were disheveled, and a strand of hair fell down from the jade crown and hung on the side of his face.
Lin Xuanzhi’s fingers paused, and he crushed the paper talisman that was ready to be sent out. Instead, he pulled out another note and spoke faintly, “I’ve already found Ah Hen. I’ll handle his matter.”
As soon as he sent out the message, a whip struck at Lin Xuanzhi.
With a Pa sound, the whip slammed on the ground, lifting the damp soil. Lin Xuanzhi had already moved to Yan Tianhen’s side and held the wrist that was waving the whip. “Ah Hen, the flow of spiritual Qi in your body has reversed, and it is easy to suffer a Qi deviation. You must not use your spiritual Qi rashly.”
Lin Xuanzhi’s face paled even further with every sentence Yan Tianhen spoke. He stepped back half a step.
“Tell me the truth, is it you after all — is it you?!” Yan Tianhen almost roared out.
For an instant, everything was silent.
Even the cicadas in the soul plate had lost their voice.
Lin Xuanzhi thought, What went wrong with Yan Tianhen’s memory? However, this wasn’t what he should be most concerned about right now.
He looked at Yan Tianhen, who was tottering and on the verge of collapse, and suddenly turned from passive to active. He held the hand that was tugging on his sleeve, and his voice was light and slow, but very earnest.
“It’s me. From beginning to end, it was always me.”
Yan Tianhen’s tears suddenly flooded out.
He suddenly pushed hard and threw Lin Xuanzhi to the ground. His two hands pressed down on Lin Xuanzhi’s shoulders, and his legs were straddling Lin Xuanzhi’s waist, like a fierce tiger who was about to bite Lin Xuanzhi to death.
“Lin Xuanzhi — you fucking bastard! Why would you do this to me? Why would you start something and abandon me halfway? Since you dared to sleep with me, why don’t you dare to acknowledge me?” Yan Tianhen’s tears welled up in his eyes, and he wanted to hit someone, but he was also reluctant to actually hurt Lin Xuanzhi. His heart felt wronged to death, but he had nowhere to vent, and no one could know about this, so he could only vent his emotions through tears.
Lin Xuanzhi sighed heavily in his heart, feeling a complicated mixture of bitter emotions. He got up and hugged Yan Tianhen in his arms. “It’s my fault.” Lin Xuanzhi said, “I really am a bastard. You can hit me or curse me.”
“What would I hit you or curse you for? I want to eat your flesh and drink your blood, and devour you completely.” Yan Tianhen said malicious words, but his whole body was as hot as a fire. He cried, grabbing at Lin Xuanzhi’s clothes as he kept moving his body. He choked out with a sob, “It hurts, it hurts ah…Lin Xuanzhi, it’s all your fault, it’s all your fault!”
Lin Xuanzhi also sensed the abnormality in Yan Tianhen’s body. He caught Yan Tianhen’s pulse and sent in a wisp of spiritual Qi, only to feel that the spiritual Qi inside Yan Tianhen was chaotic and turbulent, practically twisting apart his wisp of spiritual Qi.
Lin Xuanzhi felt the difficulty of this situation.
Yan Tianhen had a furnace constitution and was also half-demon. He already had extreme amounts of Yin Qi, to begin with. On top of that, he even practiced《Decline and Prosperity》in the wrong order, which would stimulate the Yin Qi inside his body even more.
When Yin went to the extreme, Yin and Yang would reverse, and Yin would turn to Yang. The Qi would suddenly become vigorous, and Yan Tianhen’s body would naturally be unable to bear it. Those with a furnace constitution were most suited for dual cultivation.
Yan Tianhen’s breathing became thick and heavy, and his breath sent out steam by Lin Xuanzhi’s ears.
He whimpered softly, venting his discomfort. Drops of sweat or tears hit Lin Xuanzhi’s neck and traveled down his slender neck to his collar, so hot that Lin Xuanzhi could hardly control himself.
“You’re so annoying ah. I really hate you,” Yan Tianhen said.
“Yeah, I’m indeed an annoying person.”
Yan Tianhen bit Lin Xuanzhi and said fiercely, “I can say it, but you can’t!”
Lin Xuanzhi, “…”
Lin Xuanzhi felt that this could not go on. He also felt that the arrow was already nocked, so he had no choice but to fire it. If he didn’t fire it, then he wouldn’t be a man. So he said softly, “Let me help you, okay?”
Yan Tianhen ground his teeth, raised his head, and glared at Lin Xuanzhi ferociously. He interrogated, “Will you still avoid the topic? If you sleep with me, will you continue to turn your face and deny it?”
Lin Xuanzhi was somewhat helpless and also a little relieved. “You’re already like this. If I hide again, will I still be a man?”
Yan Tianhen sniffed and collapsed into Lin Xuanzhi’s arms, as if he had lost all his strength. He murmured, “After this, you must explain it to me clearly.” Blood shot out of his nose as soon as he said that.
Yan Tianhen felt a little embarrassed.
Lin Xuanzhi took a deep breath, said “Okay”, and picked up Yan Tianhen in a princess carry as he flew towards the top of the mountain.
With a wave of his sleeve, the soul plate that was still faint with light suddenly became evening, and the stars and moon rose instantly. The curtain of night covered all unspeakable scenes.
The sound of moaning came from the peak intermittently, at times loud and other times soft. Ah Bai and Hu Po crouched beside the spiritual plant fields, anxiously craning their heads to look at the mountain peak, which had a barrier around it.
It wasn’t until Ah Bai’s neck became stiff that the barrier was taken down. Three whole days had already passed in the soul plate.
Lin Xuanzhi, with his long hair down and wearing only an inner garment, was holding in his arms a person wrapped in his robes. He flew down from the peak. Ah Bai could guarantee that the clothing wrapped around Yan Tianhen was a robe that Lin Xuanzhi liked very much. Hu Po glanced at Yan Tianhen’s bare feet and always felt that something unspeakable had happened.
“Go fetch some water,” Lin Xuanzhi ordered.
“Ao!” Ah Bai was about to chase after them.
“If you won’t fetch water, then get lost,” Lin Xuanzhi said lightly.
Ah Bai stopped and watched Lin Xuanzhi carry the unconscious Yan Tianhen into the only room built of wood in the soul plate.
“Favoring beauties over friends. As soon as he got a wife, he forgot the one who kept him company every day.” Ah Bai pouted, rolled once, and turned into a child who only looked eight or nine years old.
The child had a pair of clear amethyst eyes that sparkled like crystals. His skin was milky white. He had thick silver hair, and a pair of round and lovely tiger ears sat on his head. All in all, he looked lovely and charming.
Hu Po also became a child. He looked somewhat similar to Ah Bai, but his eyes were amber, and they looked equally as lovely. Although Hu Po turned into a child, his temperament was obviously calmer than Ah Bai’s. He silently helped Ah Bai fetch water from that spiritual river.
In the courtyard, there were small buckets and bath buckets, but Lin Xuanzhi didn’t use them very often. Instead, whenever Yin Chongyue came here for a short stay, he liked to soak himself in the bucket and enjoy the moon and the sky.
The bath bucket was soon full, and Ah Bai instructed, “Hu Po, carry this water inside.”
Hu Po was someone who worked hard without complaints. His small body easily held up the bath bucket, and he walked towards the small yard like the wind.
As soon as he placed it at the door of the hut, Lin Xuanzhi opened the door and raised his hand. The bath bucket floated toward the cottage and quickly landed in a corner of the hut.
Hu Po’s little face was tight with worry as he asked, “How is Master? Is there anything I can do?”
Lin Xuanzhi had already changed his clothes. He was dressed neatly at this time, but his long hair was still loosely scattered behind him, just like ink.
Lin Xuanzhi looked down at this respectful and serious child, took out a bag of demonic delight fruits from his storage ring, and handed it to Hu Po. “It’s nothing serious. You and Ah Bai can go play outside.”
Hu Po took the demonic delight fruits and looked up at Lin Xuanzhi with his little face. “He likes you very much, so be nice to him.”
Lin Xuanzhi’s brows moved slightly, and he nodded. “Okay.”
He closed the door. Hu Po stood at the door for a while before changing back to the appearance of a tiger cub. He picked up the demonic delight fruits and ran towards Ah Bai.
Yan Tianhen slept for an entire night before waking up.
First, he opened his eyes and stared blankly for a moment. Then the memories before he fell asleep surged into his mind like a tidal wave.
Earlier, his brain was disorderly and confused, and real and fake thoughts were mixed together in a chaotic mess. Therefore, he spoke and did crazy things. He did whatever he wanted and acted completely according to his heart, not caring about the consequences at all. He did whatever his brain thought of.
Now that he had completely calmed down, Yan Tianhen felt a little ashamed. When he was crazy, he did countless things that he could never do when he was awake.
He then remembered the crazy sex he had with Lin Xuanzhi at the summit of the mountain, and with a Boom, he suddenly turned red from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. His entire person looked like he was emitting smoke.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!
I was actually bold and daring enough to sleep with Lin Xuanzhi?
“You finally woke up. You really can sleep.”
Lin Xuanzhi’s clear voice rang out. Yan Tianhen saw Lin Xuanzhi come in from the door with a tray. First, he stared blankly, then he silently lifted the quilt and buried his face completely inside.
I have no face to meet anyone right now.
