Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Nanzhi led Cheng Huang, who was familiar with the route, over the wall from the Demon Hunting Bureau.

Cheng Huang set up a barrier around the two of them that could conceal their breath, so Zhu Yan didn't even notice Nanzhi climbing over the wall and leaving the Demon Hunting Bureau where his demonic power was prevalent.

Sitting on the wall, Nanzhi looked at Chenghuang who was standing at the foot of the wall with his arms open to catch her, closed his eyes and jumped down!

After falling rapidly due to weightlessness, she was caught by a pair of strong arms. Nanzhi opened her eyes and saw Chenghuang looking down at her with gentle eyes.

Perhaps it was because the moonlight was so beautiful tonight, Cheng Huang's eyes seemed as gentle as spring water.

Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to her senses and jumped out of his arms. At the same time, she was busy tidying up her clothes, although there was nothing much to tidy up.

Finally, she thanked him and awkwardly asked Cheng Huang for the residential address of the first doll.

In the dark and deserted house, Cheng Huang pushed open the door and walked in, followed by Nanzhi.

Looking at the room in front of him that still stank of blood, Cheng Huang suddenly felt like trying to scare someone. He asked Nan Zhi, "You seem to trust me a lot?"

He said he was trying to scare people, but in fact he just wanted to make himself feel safer.

Want to know whether Nanzhi trusts him.

"Yeah." Nanzhi nodded. In the darkness, she could only see Cheng Huang's general outline, but could not see the expression on his face clearly.

Cheng Huang asked, "I've been curious before. Zhu Yan can do these things, why don't you go find him?"

Nanzhi answered as a matter of course: "Because you killed these people, I want you to atone for your sins."

"Aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to escape?" Cheng Huang lowered his eyes. In fact, there was not even the slightest thought of escaping in his heart.

He wanted to take this opportunity to remind Nanzhi not to trust someone so easily, even if that person was him.

He knew he wouldn't hurt Nanzhi, but what if it was someone else? If he trusted someone else as much as he trusted him...it would be a very dangerous thing, and he would easily get hurt.

When Cheng Huang asked this question, Nanzhi lit the candle on the table. She looked at Cheng Huang. The faint warm yellow candlelight clearly illuminated the fine hairs on her face, and her eyes were filled with the light of the candle.

"The sundial has no function of rewinding time and cannot revive the original Bai Ze Goddess. Even if you possess the Bai Ze Token, it will be useless. Your plan has no chance of success now, so even if you run away, you have no reason to kill anyone anymore."

"And if you run away..."

Nanzhi's voice darkened: "I will commit suicide to make amends."

Cheng Huang's breathing stopped.

Nanzhi said, "I trust you with my life. I believe that there is still justice in your heart. I believe that you will not let me down."

"I also believe... that you will do your best to make amends for the evil you have done."

"I also want to make up for your sin of killing."

A ray of light flashed in Cheng Huang's silent eyes, as if the sky with rolling dark clouds covering the city suddenly broke open a crack, and he became a completely different person.

If we say that the previous Cheng Huang was paranoid and indifferent, he only cared about the lives of people he thought were important, and was completely stubborn in following the path he thought was right.

Now he can listen to what is said.

He was willing to make changes for this, whether it was changing his behavior of protecting the wilderness or making up for what he had done in the past.

"I will." His voice was gentle, and his fingers formed a very complex and beautiful seal: "I will make up for what I have done."

A doll dressed in linen flew out from Cheng Huang's robe. White dots of light gathered on the doll's chest. After a moment, a person's soul was condensed.

He glanced at Nanzhi, then at Chenghuang, and finally merged with the puppet.

It was at this moment that Nanzhi pierced her fingertips and dripped a drop of bright red divine blood into the chest of the puppet. The divine blood was quickly absorbed, and the puppet continued to emit the breath of life.

Placing the doll in the closet in the room, Cheng Huang explained, "I have fused the doll's soul with the doll itself. This way, even if I am far away from the doll, the doll's soul will not dissipate due to the loss of my magical power."

Nanzhi gave him a thumbs up.

Looking at Nanzhi's thumbs-up, Cheng Huang was stunned for a moment. Although he had come to the human world many times in the past tens of thousands of years, he had never integrated into human life and had not learned anything specifically.

He likes to be alone and immerse himself in his own world.

However, he remembered that this gesture meant...

Cheng Huang also raised his thumb, moved closer, and put his fingertips together with Nanzhi's.

Nanzhi was confused by his actions and asked, "What does this mean?"

Cheng Huang's gentle voice carried a hint of uncertainty: "Don't you mean to stick to each other?"

"I've seen that in the world, when a woman extends her finger, the man will also extend his finger and touch it to hers."

"No." Nanzhi extended her index finger to Chenghuang, "It's this finger. Putting your index fingers together is a gesture of mutual affection. Some say the index finger is the finger tied by the matchmaker, while others say it's close to the heart. Putting them together allows you to hear the other person's thoughts and feel their feelings."

Nanzhi gave another thumbs up: "And this means you are great and well done, it means praise."

Cheng Huang looked at his index finger and asked, "How do you know so much? You even know the fingers that communicate with each other."

Nanzhi answered frankly without hiding anything: "It's all written in the storybook. I was very curious about these things, so I made a special effort to learn more about them."

"It's better not to be fooled by a man's few nice words."

Cheng Huang nodded and gave Nanzhi a thumbs-up, with a smile of approval and doting on his lips: "It should be so."

There was not much time left in the evening, so the two of them hurried to the next house.

Cheng Huang obtained the sundial three months ago, and also started killing people three months ago to collect vitality and fulfill people's wishes.

Three months ago, he controlled Pei Siheng to kill several people. After Pei Siheng was shot to death by Pei Sijing, he stayed at peace for a while, and then controlled Zhimei to kill people a few days ago.

There are more than ten cases in total.

There were more than a dozen drops of divine blood, but for some reason, Nanzhi felt her body was very weak and cold.

Until she dripped blood on the chest of the last doll, she could no longer hold on and her vision went black.

She supported her body with one hand on the table, and the next moment, she fell into a very warm embrace.

"what happened?"

She heard Cheng Huang's anxious and worried questions, and she felt her hand being held by Cheng Huang, as if he was taking her pulse.

"Qi and blood...weak." Cheng Huang's voice was low.

Then he looked at Nanzhi, whose face and lips had turned pale, even though she had looked healthy just now.

Nanzhi felt weak and cold all over. She couldn't control her instinct to seek warmth and huddled in Cheng Huang's arms. She said weakly, "I remember Yinglei left a piece of pig liver in the kitchen when he was cooking tonight. Pig liver replenishes blood. I'll go back and eat it. I'll be fine after a good sleep."