Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

"Divine blood?" Zhuo Yichen's face was solemn. "You mean..."

He looked at Nanzhi, frowned, and found it unbelievable.

Nanzhi also didn't believe it: "But I am a human, my father is a human, my mother is also a human, how can I have divine blood?"

Wen Xiao also confirmed with Zhu Yan: "Are you sure?"

"Of course, we can't be careless about this kind of thing." Under the night sky, Zhu Yan looked at Nanzhi with gentle eyes: "It is indeed orthodox divine blood, without a trace of other blood mixed in."

"Since the fall of the gods a hundred thousand years ago, some divine bloodlines have been passed down, but most are hybrids of demons and gods, or humans and gods. There are also some gods who were demon beasts but were named mountain gods, but they have demon bloodlines in their bodies, or are half demon and half god, or are completely demon beasts."

Zhuo Yichen's face was serious: "What evidence is there?"

He hoped that Nanzhi was a human. If he was a god, the fate of gods would be tragic and his final end would probably not be very good.

He wants Nanzhi to be well.

Zhu Yan tightened his fingers on his knees and said, "I'm by Nanzhi's side. Without any strong stimulation, I can easily suppress my anger. Only divine power can do this in this world."

"The divine blood in Nanzhi's body continuously radiates an imperceptible divine power, suppressing the hostility in my body."

"Miss Qi possesses the divine blood from the Nanzhi amulet and has not been corrupted by Li Lun's evil spirit. This is also one of the evidences."

"But..." Nanzhi recalled the details of the day she asked for the amulet: "I wrapped the amulet in waterproof oil paper and kept it in my arms to protect it well. I didn't let it get stained with even a single drop of blood."

If the amulet was stained with her blood, she would definitely not give it to Miss Qi.

Because it is considered unlucky.

"It's not the blood that's stained you." Zhu Yan explained, "It's the scent of the divine blood that's enveloping you, staining every item on your person."

Wen Xiao suddenly realized: "So what came out of the amulet was red blood mist?"

Zhu Yan said, "That's exactly it."

Zhuo Yichen was still puzzled: "If Nanzhi is a god...how come you, a great demon, didn't notice it? Besides, Nanzhi and I grew up together. If she is a god, there is no way she wouldn't have noticed it at all."

Zhu Yan: "The body is indeed human, but the blood flowing in the body is divine blood."

He reached out and held Nanzhi's wrist in his hand, pushing his fingers up along her bones.

Zhuo Yichen immediately stepped forward, walked between Zhu Yan and Nanzhi, bent down and grabbed Zhu Yan's hand, his handsome brows furrowed: "What are you doing?!"

"Touch the bones." Zhu Yan released Nanzhi's hand and concluded, "They are divine bones."

Seeing Zhu Yan staring at him with an expression that looked like he was definitely doing something serious, as if asking, "Master Xiao Zhuo, why are you reacting so strongly?", Zhuo Yichen let go of his hand somewhat embarrassedly.

Nanzhi's eyes lit up, and she suddenly thought: "So the solution to the resentment is right in front of us?"

Her blood can suppress hostility, so does that mean...

Zhu Yan shook his head: "The divine blood can suppress it, but it cannot eliminate the evil spirit."

"However," he moved closer to Nanzhi, "from now on, as long as I stay by Azhi's side, I won't be corroded by the evil spirit and lose myself."

"Ahem." Wen Xiao, who was standing on Zhuo Yichen's side, cleared his throat. "Big demon, be careful with your behavior."

"Wen Xiao is right." Zhuo Yichen agreed with Wen Xiao: "Don't try to trick Nan Zhi with nice words."

"Ugh!" Caught off guard, Zhu Yan suddenly fell forward, holding his chest.

"Zhao Yuanzhou!" Nanzhi held him in surprise, but was pulled down by his strength.

Fortunately, Zhuo Yichen took action in time and grabbed Zhu Yan's arm when he was about to fall into the water, stabilizing him and Nanzhi.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhuo Yichen's voice sounded very uncomfortable as he was not used to caring about Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan clutched his chest, his face weak. "Earlier, I blocked a blow for Master Xiao Zhuo to save him, and Master Xiao Zhuo stabbed me with that sword. Although I used my demonic power to recover, it also consumed a lot of it..."

After all, it was to save me... Although he said it stubbornly, the guilt in his heart surged like a tide. Zhuo Yichen pulled Zhu Yan up and said, "I'll help you go to the room to rest."

Zhu Yan hissed and stopped him, "Just find me a bed on the floor, and let Nanzhi and the others sleep on the bed."

"I'm a big demon with thick skin and flesh. I can be fine lying on the floor for a night."

As he spoke, he shivered as if he had no quilt in winter, looking even more pitiful.

Zhuo Yichen felt even more guilty: "What are you talking about? You are seriously injured..."

Halfway through his speech, he realized something was wrong. Although Zhu Yan spoke weakly, he didn't use much strength to support him. In other words, he was standing on his own?

Zhuo Yichen suddenly let go, and Zhu Yan fell to the side in surprise, but he stabilized himself the next second.

With an extremely weak face, he looked at the three people who were staring at him with some embarrassment, and smiled awkwardly at them: "I just saw that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, so I wanted to ease it..."

"Boring." Zhuo Yichen left with a cold face.

Wen Xiao smiled politely at Zhu Yan: "You've gone too far."

Zhu Yan: “…”

Early the next morning.

Before the morning dew had evaporated, the group met up with Pei Sijing, who was resting by the Mirror Lake due to an injury, and took Ran Yi to the Demon Hunting Division to report.

As for Miss Qi, everyone believed that she had been killed by a water ghost under Zhu Yan's illusion. Now that she is free, she cannot appear in the public eye. They can only take her to a safe residence and make proper arrangements for her.

When the few of them were passing by a mountain temple, they suddenly heard Bai Jiu's earth-shattering and soul-stirring cry.

Bai Jiu ran over to reunite with the others and pointed at a mountain temple. "There's a monster! There's a monster! A monster with a full beard and holding a big kitchen knife!!!"

"Beard?" Nanzhi looked towards the mountain temple.

There shouldn't be any monsters in the mountain temple.

"It's the bearded man who became a spirit." Bai Jiu nodded, very sure of his words: "You have to believe me!"

Everyone could only go to the mountain temple to check, and split into several groups. Pei Sijing and Wen Xiao went together, Zhu Yan and Nanzhi went together. Seeing that everyone had formed a team tacitly, Bai Jiu ran towards Zhuo Yichen who was alone in fear!

The door of the mountain temple is not closed.

The boy had long golden hair tied into a braid at the back of his head, with little yellow balls hanging loosely on his hair. He had a big kitchen knife and a small tail on his waist. He walked to the door and closed it considerately.

"Ouch!" Ying Lei was so frightened that he put his hands in front of his face as he turned around. "You, you guys are walking silently!"

He put down his hand and looked at the beautiful woman and the man who looked just like him who had stood behind him at some point.

While Yinglei was looking at them, Nanzhi was also looking at him.

The man in front of him was full of unrestrained energy and had a handsome face, but the beard on his face partially obscured his handsomeness. His eyes were clear and he spoke with full energy. The small tails around his neck and waist were enough to prove that he was not human.

"Are you a demon?" Nanzhi asked.

Is he the bearded monster that Bai Jiu mentioned?

"No, no, no, I'm not a demon." Inexplicably, he felt that the woman opposite him was good in every way and attractive in every way. Ying Lei pointed at himself with a proud look on his face: "I am a mountain god!"

"Hey, there's a reward for meeting the mountain god! Just tell me what you want, and I'll make it happen for you."

"Oh?" Seeing Ying Lei's identity, Zhu Yan smiled and said, "Can any wish come true?"

Ying Lei glanced at the unattractive Zhu Yan and waved his hand to dismiss him: "This mountain god only grants the wishes of the first person who speaks to me. You are the second one, so there is no place for you."