Starting from helping someone rob a wedding, he was forced to hide in the Sunset Sect

Wang Xichun waited for eighteen years, waiting for Duan Yandong to return.

The years passed mercilessly, the sun rose and the moon set, and her peers around her had already gotten married and had children.

Every morning, she looked forward to receiving a letter, a letter from her lover, to report safety and tell her how long it would take for him to return to her.

She didn't know whether Duan Yandong had become a monk or had passed away, because she had never received any news from him in all these years.

Her appearance has not changed and remains the same as it was eighteen years ago. Some children call her Sister Wang, but in fact she is about the same age as their parents.

Wang Xichun once thought about giving up. She knew that Duan Yandong was probably no longer alive because he wanted to become a monk just for her. A few days ago, Wang Xichun learned from Ye Lu that Duan Yandong was still alive. She decided to wait for a while, but she didn't expect that today, she finally saw him.

The person standing in front of her had a familiar face, the person she had been waiting for for eighteen years. Wang Xichun would definitely not make a mistake.

The three of them turned around and looked at the white-haired woman standing not far away.

Tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes. Her hands were shaking as she tried hard to wipe the tears from her face, but she couldn't stop the tears from flowing.

Xu Yeyu and Xia Xiaomo looked at each other, wondering why this situation was not right.

The three of them knew that there was a woman living here, and this small house was originally Duan Yandong's home.

There has been a girl living here for the past ten years. Either Duan Yandong sold the house before going to Yutian Sect, or this girl is a friend of Duan Yandong.

Isn’t the current situation just like the bloody plot in mortal novels?

The protagonist embarked on a journey to find his immortal destiny, and asked the girl who liked him to wait for his return in high spirits. However, after so many years, no news came back. He either died, or became a monk and no longer liked the girl in his hometown, or he lost his memory.

Isn’t this a completely melodramatic plot?

Duan Yandong saw the girl in front of him crying and wanted to stop her from crying. Could it be that this girl had something to do with his unfinished business in the mortal world?

Xu Yeyu pushed Duan Yandong who was standing there stupidly. He felt really uncomfortable watching this scene.

"Fellow Daoist Duan, have you remembered anything? Do you want to say something?"

Duan Yandong walked forward and looked at the crying woman. He didn't think of anything, he just didn't want her to cry.

"Don't be sad, girl. I wonder why you are crying?"

Girl? Why is he so distant from me?

Didn’t we agree before to call each other by our names?

Xu Yeyu felt that Miss Wang was about to get out of control, so he signaled Xia Xiaomo with his eyes to come over and help.

Xia Xiaomo came to Wang Xichun's side, helped her pick up the guqin that had fallen on the ground, patted her on the back and consoled her, "Miss Wang, let's go into the house and talk first. We are here to help you solve this problem."

Xia Xiaomo guessed that these two people must have known each other before, and perhaps had a deeper relationship, which was why the girl cried like this.

Wang Xichun wiped her tears, walked to the door of the house and opened it with the key.

"Guys please come in."

Her voice trembled slightly.

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The four of them sat quietly in front of the stone table. Silence enveloped the entire room. No one spoke for a few minutes and a dull depression filled the air.

Duan Yandong's gaze was always on Wang Xichun. She lowered her head and cried softly.

Xia Xiaomo poked Xu Yeyu with the scabbard of her sword, signaling him to say something. This atmosphere was too depressing and she couldn't stand it anymore.

Xu Yeyu coughed twice and turned to Wang Xichun, trying to ease the situation.

"Miss Wang, let's introduce ourselves first. I and the person next to me are disciples of the Sunset Sect. You know the other one, so I won't introduce him."

He paused for a moment and continued, "Daoyou Duan is now a disciple of the Rainy Day Sect. We are here to help him solve the problems that he is concerned about in the mortal world."

"Due to some special reasons, Daoist Duan lost his memory, so we came to the place where he used to live. According to the housekeeper of Zhang's house, the girl has lived here for many years and may know something about his situation."

"May I ask what is the relationship between you two?"

After Wang Xichun heard that he had lost his memory, she looked up at Duan Yandong and remembered what happened in the past.

"He promised me that he would come back and marry me in the future."

This sentence did not directly mention the relationship between the two people. It said nothing, yet it seemed to say everything.

This was the second time Xu Yeyu heard this. The last time was when Lin Xiaoya told him that Mo Linyang had promised her that he would come back to marry Lin Xiaoya in the future.

Xu Yeyu thought about it and wondered how those two people were doing.

Am I a matchmaker? How come I help people solve these problems every day?

Now is not the time to think about this. Now is the time to deal with the two people, because Xia Xiaomo poked him with the scabbard again.

Xia Xiaomo seemed really anxious now, so she poked him with the scabbard, signaling him to continue.

"Fellow Daoist Duan, do you remember the past now?" Xu Yeyu asked Duan Yandong.

Duan Yandong shook his head, his mind was still blank and he had no impression of the girl in front of him.

"I can't remember anything, sorry."

Wang Xichun thought that he didn't believe what he said, so he said it again.

"But you really said that you would come back to marry me in the future. How could you forget this?"

"Don't worry, young lady. We believe what you said. It's just that Fellow Daoist Duan hasn't recovered his memory yet. We are here to help solve this matter. Before that, I have other questions to ask you. I hope you can tell me the truth."

Wang Xichun felt relieved when she heard his words. After all, they all believed what she said and were willing to help her.

"Ask, and I will answer truthfully," she replied.

"Have you ever practiced magic?" Xu Yeyu looked at Wang Xichun and continued, "There is a faint demonic energy in you."

This sudden question caused the other three people present to have different reactions.

Xia Xiaomo subconsciously put her hand on the hilt of the sword. She did not notice any demonic aura around Miss Wang, but she would not doubt what Xu Yeyu said.

Duan Yandong pinched his fingers to make some incantations, and Wang Xichun's face turned even paler.

"Don't be nervous, Xiaomo, put your hands down, and Fellow Daoist Duan, stop as well. I didn't say Miss Wang was a demon cultivator. I just asked why she had demonic energy."

Xu Yeyu could see that there was some demonic energy in this Miss Wang. The last time he saw demonic energy was on Zhang Jin.

"I haven't practiced any magic skills, it's just that my physique is a little special, and because of this physique, I have demonic energy."

Only two people knew about this, one was the Qi Refining Realm cultivator who discovered that she had this physique, and the other was Duan Yandong.

Xia Xiaomo thought for a moment and said, "There is indeed such a physique. I remember it was called the Demonic Yin Body."