Chapter 175

"Didn't, didn't you say ......"

"I lied to them." Fan Wu She said indifferently.

Xie Bi An stared at him blankly.

"Such a powerful demon foal, why should it be given to Li Bu Yu?"

When he mentioned Li Bu Yu, Xie Bi An recalled the fragments of his past life, where Li Bu Yu knelt in front of "him" and cried for mercy. Although he could not remember the cause and effect, combined with Li Bu Yu's current actions, it was obvious that this person had never been a good person. So Fan Wu She was right, powerful weapons should not be given to people who harbor evil intentions.

Just that, Xie Bi An was still a little upset: "Wu She, you also lied to me."

Fan Wu She paused: "Senior brother ..."

"You can't lie to senior brother." Xie Bi An said with a stern face, "Master has taught me since I was a child to be even more frank and sincere towards those who are close to you."

"If I told you, you would definitely stop me." Fan Wu She took Xie Bi An's hand and shook it from side to side, "Don't be angry with me, senior brother. With it, we won't get lost."

Xie Bi An felt that he should teach Fan Wu She a lesson, but seeing how he frankly admitted his mistake, he couldn't do it at all. Besides, with Wuya around, it could indeed get them there faster. He could only sigh, "You can't lie to senior brother anymore in the future. If you do, I will really get angry."

"Got it." Fan Wu She went up and kissed Xie Bi An, "I won't dare to do it again."

Xie Bi An touched his cheek, which was hot from the kiss, and gave him an oblique glance, "Let's go."

When the two of them just got on the horse, Xie Bi An grabbed Fan Wu She's hand that was around his waist: "Let me tell you in advance, we will hurry on with our journey properly, you are not allowed to get fresh with me."

Fan Wu She gave an innocent look: "I never get fresh with you ah."

"Last time you..." Xie Bi An remembered the first time the two of them rode the horse, Fan Wu She was not behaving.

"What happened last time?" Fan Wu She put his face against Xie Bi An's and chuckled flirtatiously, "Where did I touch senior brother?"

Xie Bi An pushed his head away: "Let's hurry on."

"Senior brother, do you feel uncomfortable sitting like this?"

"No, you just sit still."

"Lean into my arms." Fan Wu She tightened his arms and wrapped Xie Bi An with his own cloak, "Wuya is fast, and it's cold and windy here. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

Xie Bi An felt warm in his heart: "I'm fine, let's go." He sat up straight to show that he was fine.

Fan Wu She whispered, "But I want to let senior brother lean into my arms."

Xie Bi An didn't know whether to cry or laugh: "What do you think about all day long?"

"I think about you. I'm not interested in other people or things, but only in you." Fan Wu She pressed Xie Bi An's chest and made him lean back on him.

"What's so nice about thinking about me?" Xie Bi An teased, "You're so young, you should keep your heart of Dao and not let your imagination run wild."

Fan Wu She kissed Xie Bi An's hair: "Cultivation starts from cultivating the heart. I only have you in my heart, so you are my heart of Dao."

Xie Bi An snickered, and then immediately pretended to be strict by putting on a serious face: "Where did you learn that from? Outrageous."

Fan Wu She went to kiss Xie Bi An's earlobe again, "Senior brother, I want to kiss you."

"Let's go quickly."

"You turn around and let me kiss you."

"You still act shamelessly."

"Just one kiss."

Xie Bi An smiled helplessly and suddenly turned his head to sip on Fan Wu She's lips, before quickly turning around again, "Okay, let's go."

Fan Wu She could not stop the corners of his mouth from rising. His heart was soft and tender, as if the heat generated by the embrace of two people could even melt the snowy plains.

Wuya dashed through the snow, as fast as a bolt of black lightning. The snowflakes hit the skin, like catching knives with the face. The stinging pain was unbearable. In the end, the face was blown until it numbed.

They ran from morning until night. Although they were much faster than others, they really suffered.

After the sun went down, they found the cave where they had temporarily stayed when they left Kunlun last time. To say accurately, it was Wuya who helped them find it.

When the two of them dismounted, their legs were almost too stiff to move, especially Xie Bi An, who plunged straight to the ground and was narrowly caught by Fan Wu She.

"I'm numb from the cold." Xie Bi An said with a bitter smile.

Fan Wu She picked him up and carried him horizontally to the cave, where he placed him on a pile of hay left by some travelers.

Xie Bi An rubbed his legs with his hands, while accelerating the circulation of spiritual energy in his body to relieve the stiffness.

Fan Wu She touched Xie Bi An's ice-like face and said lovingly, "It's cold, isn't it? I'll just build a fire."

Xie Bi An wanted to smile, but the muscles on his face were no longer listening to him: "Okay."

The dry firewood from the qiankun bag was quickly lit, and the two of them stretched out their hands and feet to warm them up. Their actions were a bit comical.

After Fan Wu She warmed his hands, he rubbed them vigorously and then warmed up Xie Bi An's face.

Xie Bi An looked at him with a pair of smiling eyes.

"Do you feel warmed up a bit?" Fan Wu She asked.

"Much better. My hands and feet are gradually getting some sensation." Xie Bi An also rubbed Fan Wu She's cheeks with his warmed hands and said lovingly, "What about you? You must be freezing."

"I'm fine." Fan Wu She smiled and said, "You are still so afraid of the cold."

"Well, I'm indeed afraid of the cold. It's probably because ..." Xie Bi An suddenly froze. He recalled the image of almost freezing to death once in the snow. Although it was not him, he actually mixed up this memory and almost blurted it out. He can feel that, when every day passes, he will remember a little more. Even if it's a little, the accumulation of water will form a pool. It'll probably not be far away when he completely recovers his past life's memories. Zong Zi Heng's memory is too heavy, and it's probably not something that he can bear, so what should he do until that time?

Fan Wu She looked at Xie Bi An's expression and guessed it. The reason why Zong Zi Heng is afraid of the cold is because he nearly froze to death. Xie Bi An has never had this experience before, yet he is also very afraid of the cold. Now, not only Xie Bi An was mixing up with his past life, but he also saw Zong Zi Heng's shadow more in Xie Bi An.

Xie Bi An quickly came back to his senses and said, "We were born in Shu land, so naturally we can't stand this kind of cold."

"Let's eat something. We won't be cold when we're full." Fan Wu She changed the subject.

"Oh, right."

The two of them stewed a pot of mutton soup and warmed up a pot of wine. They ate and drank everything clean, and their bodies really warmed up.

They laid and cuddled together, occasionally talking, occasionally giggling, occasionally intimate, and no one bears to go to sleep like this.

"Is senior brother still hurting there?" Fan Wu She pressed against Xie Bi An's nose tip and asked with a light smile.

Xie Bi An immediately became alert, and he slowly moved backward.

Fan Wu She held the back of his neck and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I just want to hug you and kiss you now, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."

Xie Bi An pinched his face, "You also know I'll feel uncomfortable."

"Senior brother is too enticing." Fan Wu She stared at him, "I can't stop."

Xie Bi An hummed a laughter, "Brat, you know your senior brother has a good temper, so you’re always this presumptuous."

"But senior brother also likes it, right?" Fan Wu She grabbed Xie Bi An’s hand and put it close to his mouth and lightly bit on that slender finger, “Does senior brother feel even better than doing it yourself?”

Xie Bi An face became hot, contained his laughter and nodded his head, “I don't know where you learned those.”

Fan Wu She lifted his chin and kissed him softly: "As soon as I met you, I taught myself.”

"Last time, you really never been with anyone…"

"Never. I don't want anyone but you."

Xie Bi An smiled and intimately scraped the tip of Fan Wu She’s nose: "Me too. Other than you, I don't want anyone else. For me, I just want you, me and Master. For the three of us to be together forever and never be separated." His eyes glowed, revealing an unworldly innocence.

"Whatever senior brother wants, I will help you achieve." Fan Wu She stroked Xie Bi An's long hair, "Master will be safe. They will change the fate for him."

Xie Bi An nodded resolutely.

Fan Wu She grabbed Xie Bi An's hand and raised it mid-air, then inserted his fingers into his fingers and interlocked them. He admired the two hands as if they were rare treasures.

Xie Bi An laughed: "What's wrong?"

"To be able to hold hands with you like this ..." Fan Wu She's heart stabbed a little pain, "I feel very satisfied."

Xie Bi An tightened his five fingers, "Then we'll hold hands together."

"Senior brother, you said reincarnation is everyone's lesson. If you cannot cultivate successfully in this life, you have to cultivate in the next life. Is it really so?"

"That's not what I said, it's what Official Lord Cui said."

"Is what Official Lord Cui said right? Who can define reincarnation?"

"Then what do you think reincarnation is?"

"I don't know what reincarnation is either, but why can't reincarnation be a chance to make up for the regrets of the previous life? You say that if you can't forget the past, you can't start over, but many people, even if they suffer the most painful memories, can't bear to forget. If one forgets, isn't it self-betrayal? If one forgets, wouldn’t the mistakes made be meaningless?"

Xie Bi An pondered for a moment: "The way you’re thinking is also thought-provoking. Maybe Zong Zi Heng also holds the same idea as you. That's why he harassed me with his memory."

Fan Wu She let out a bitter laugh, "He certainly isn't." Because he chose to forget me without hesitation. He constantly turned his back on me with schemes, with the sword, with death, and with Meng Po soup.

"How do you know?"

"He drank Meng Po soup."

"He wanted to start over."

"What right does he have to start over?" Fan Wu She's voice suddenly changed its tone.

Xie Bi An froze, his heart inexplicably felt a little uncomfortable.

Fan Wu She immediately realized that it was inappropriate. It seemed like he always had trouble controlling his emotions as long as he talked about Zong Zi Heng. He touched Xie Bi An's face, "Senior brother, let's not talk about him."

"Have you ever thought about it?" Xie Bi An stared into Fan Wu She's eyes and said surprisingly calmly, "If Zong Zi Heng hadn't chosen to start over, you and I would neither have met nor known each other, and if Zong Zi Heng hadn't drunk Meng Po Soup, there wouldn't have been me, Xie Bi An, in this world at all!" Fan Wu She's face in his vision once again overlapped with that shadowy and evil Supreme Demon. During these days of being repeatedly tormented by Zong Zi Heng's memories, he used every means to make himself distinguish between these two people, but he still couldn't stop the horrible suspicion that welled up in his heart.

Fan Wu She was stunned. He suddenly felt the sky spinning. There is a question he never got an answer from his heart, that is, whether he wants Zong Zi Heng, or Xie Bi An. They are clearly the same person, yet not the same person. He wants the big brother with whom he shares the memories of his youth, and he wants this senior brother who is willingly in love with him and trusts him wholeheartedly.

But what he wants, is not destined to be both. So he chose not to make a choice, only to hold on to this person firmly. He wants the Xuanyuan Heavenly Secret Talisman. He wants the cultivation of his previous life. He wants to relive in this life, and no power can take away the one he loves most.

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Edited on 13 May 21 (Emzie)

 

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