CH 102

The thought that popped into his head suddenly made Li Huowang shudder.

He carefully felt his body all over and realized that there was no extra jade pendant on him. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yes, it was just a dream. It was just a dream." Li Huowang muttered to himself with lingering fear.

"What's wrong?" Bai Lingmiao lit the oil lamp and asked in a daze.

"It's nothing, go back to sleep."

Seeing that Li Huowang didn't answer, Bai Lingmiao didn't say anything either and closed her eyes.

With his head of white hair lightly resting on his shoulder, Bai Lingmiao used her slender palm to gently stroke his constantly rising and falling chest.

Li Huowang, with his hand pressed against his own chest, looked straight at the ceiling beam. "Miao Miao."

"Hmm?" Bai Lingmiao, who was half asleep, responded subconsciously.

"Do you want to know about my past? Do you want to know why I have hysteria?"

Bai Lingmiao's drowsiness was dispelled quite a bit. She opened her eyes in surprise and looked at the man beside her. This was the first time Senior Brother Li had talked to her about his past.

Having been together day and night, she had actually long noticed the difference between Senior Brother Li and the others.

It was not a difference caused by the difference in countries, but a very special feeling of not fitting in. Not only she felt this way, but others did too, but they just didn't say it.

"In fact, I'm not from here."

"I know, you're not from Sizhi."

Li Huowang smiled knowingly and shook his head. "I mean, I'm not from this world. I'm from another world..."

With the swaying of the oil lamp, Li Huowang slowly explained his origin and his troubles to Bai Lingmiao.

As he kept talking, Li Huowang felt a little better in his heart, as if the heavy burden that was pressing on him was being shared by someone.

He talked until the dawn broke through the paper window, and only then did he stop. The room was very quiet for a while. "Don't you have anything to ask?"

"I do." Bai Lingmiao's hand slipped out of Li Huowang's hand and held it the other way around, with the hand that had three missing fingernails.

Her fingertips trembled as she gently stroked the scabs. "What's the deal with that red bamboo slip?"

"To tell you a little fun fact, human nails can regenerate. After the nails are pulled out, they will grow back on their own."

Li Huowang was about to change the subject and take his hand back, but she held it again. Then he saw Bai Lingmiao's reddish and stubborn eyes in front of him.

"I don't care where you come from, and I don't care what happened with the hysteria. I just want to know if the injury on your abdomen is also related to it?"

Li Huowang didn't answer her question, he just pressed her head against his chest and patted her gently.

"Senior Brother Li, that thing is too weird. Throw it away. If you keep going like this, you will really be killed by it."After she finished speaking, Bai Lingmiao paused for a moment, but ultimately said with a hint of tears in her voice, "If you die, what will happen to me?"

Li Huowang let out a soft sigh. Bai Lingmiao looked gentle and delicate, but that was only on the surface. In reality, she was strong-willed.

"I'll think about it some more... and some more..."

In fact, Li Huowang knew that the "Dachi Record" was a double-edged sword. If he wasn't careful, he could end up hurting himself badly.

But it was also an incredibly useful tool. With it, he had a certain degree of self-protection in this eerie world.

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If he threw it away, what would he do if he encountered evil spirits like the ones on the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month? He couldn't just rely on Danyang Zi, could he?

He also wanted to join some other sect and cultivate enough strength to become powerful. But that was even more difficult.

Aside from the fact that others might not accept him or might try to steal his rare heart substance, even if someone did accept him, Li Huowang might not have the courage to practice.

Ever since he had come into contact with the Qingfeng Sect, the Zhengde Temple, and the An Ci An, Li Huowang had lost hope in other sects. They were all more or less strange.

Until he found a replacement, he absolutely could not lose the "Dachi Record". It was the foundation of his existence, even if using it each time exacted an extremely brutal price.

Unconsciously, there was movement outside the door, and other senior brothers and sisters were preparing breakfast.

Li Huowang had just sat up when Bai Lingmiao was about to help him get dressed, but he suddenly froze. "Wait."

He slowly pressed down on the gauze on his abdomen, and was surprised to find that it didn't hurt as much. When he opened it up, he found that the wound inside was almost healed.

"It's healing so quickly?" Even Li Huowang himself was surprised. According to his guess, it would have taken at least half a month to recover to this extent. It seemed that his body was undergoing some kind of change.

After thinking for a long time, Li Huowang focused his attention on the last glance that Baozhuo had given him. "Is this a good thing?"

At this moment, Li Huowang was both happy and worried. He understood too little about the thing that he had summoned with the double pain of body and mind.

He didn't know what it represented.

"Is it making it easier for me to self-harm?" Li Huowang could only think of this reason after thinking for a long time.

As the saying goes, when there are many fleas, it doesn't itch, and when there are many debts, one doesn't worry. Compared to Danyang Zi and his own illness, this could only be considered a small matter.

"According to this trend, my injury should be almost healed tomorrow. Let's rest here for another day and go back tomorrow." Li Huowang said to Bai Lingmiao.

Bai Lingmiao seemed hesitant to speak, but ultimately nodded.

When they heard they could go back, the others began to move things onto the carriage, almost cleaning out the entire courtyard, even putting the two old hens that could lay eggs on board.

When it was time for dinner again, Li Huowang unwrapped the gauze and found that the wound had almost completely healed."Okay, at least I got something after paying so much." Li Huowang was quite satisfied with this inexplicable ability. With this ability, at least he wouldn't die so easily in the future.

Returning to the lobby again, Li Huowang sat down and started eating. The table was filled with some home-style dishes, all picked from the fields of Wu's village.

Although they were all vegetarian dishes, they were stir-fried with lard after all, so the taste was still good.

Li Huowang picked up a piece of radish and took a bite, frowning involuntarily. "Who made this meal? Why is it still so salty?"

Although he didn't have a high appetite for food, he wasn't a beast after all.

Li Huowang soon saw a Daoist with a pale face standing up. "Senior Li... it's me..."

Bai Lingmiao beside him picked up the radish from Li Huowang's chopsticks. "Senior Li, this radish isn't that salty, it's just right."

"Really?" Li Huowang doubted, picked up another piece and took a bite, but found that it was still very salty.

"Forget it, just keep eating." If it's salty, then eat it salty. It's better to eat more.