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Lu Zhaozhao glanced at Wen Sheng, who was deliberately sitting far away from her, sighed, and moved towards him.

Wen Sheng just glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and moved a little further away.

"Ahem." Lu Zhaozhao cleared his throat and apologized to the person who was throwing a tantrum: "This is my fault. I shouldn't have lied to you to help me take out the box, and I shouldn't have looked at the things in the box."

Lu Zhaozhao paused and looked towards Wen Sheng, only to see him hum softly and still ignore her. Lu Zhaozhao had no choice but to continue, "But this thing is very important to me. I may need it to survive, so I have to do this."

Hearing this, Wen Sheng's face changed. He turned around awkwardly and asked, "Are you sick? Can it cure you?"

Lu Zhaozhao chuckled and tapped his forehead with her hand. "I'm not sick, and this thing isn't a cure. It can make people stronger. Only in this way can I survive."

"Will you die if you are not strong outside?" Wen Sheng wondered.

Lu Zhaozhao thought for a long time and nodded solemnly, "Survival of the fittest. If you are not strong enough, you cannot hold your life in your own hands."

Wen Sheng nodded thoughtfully.

Lu Zhaozhao continued: "Can you forgive me now?"

Wen Sheng met her eyes and said seriously, "I'm not angry with you, I'm just, I'm just afraid of you..."

He spoke the last few words more and more quietly, but Lu Zhaozhao heard them clearly. She smiled happily. This was the first time she laughed from the bottom of her heart since she came from the book, only because the person opposite her was worried that she would be hurt by this thing.

Lu Zhaozhao handed the box back to him and told him that she was leaving.

Wen Sheng stared at her blankly, and instead of taking it, he reached out and grabbed her sleeve.

Lu Zhaozhao understood that this young man had been staying here since he became conscious, and the only things that kept him company were these murals and reliefs. She didn't understand what this young man was, but now it seemed that he was no different from ordinary mortals. Over the years, the only people who could barely be called his kind were outsiders who had strayed in, and all of them had selfish motives and were solved by the murals. So at this moment, he wanted to keep this person with whom he could talk.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhaozhao felt a little soft-hearted. She sat down and said to Wen Sheng, "Stay one more day. Do you want to know about the outside world?"

Hearing her say this, Wen Sheng's originally dim eyes lit up again and he nodded heavily.

Lu Zhaozhao looked at him and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously. Thinking that he would never leave here, she started talking.

From the three major sects in the world of cultivation to the major families, from human scenes to folk music, those related to cultivation are from the original owner's memories, while the affairs of the human world are what she saw and heard in Pingyang, interspersed with her life before she traveled through the book.

The more Wen Sheng listened, the more curious he became. Under the candlelight, his eyes flickered again and again, with something different in them. Lu Zhaozhao just thought he was just curious.

After the pointer on the back of the Yuanxu mirror turned a circle, Lu Zhaozhao also stopped.

Wen Sheng had already fallen asleep. She took out a piece of clothing from her Qiankun bag and gently covered him with it. She carefully placed the secret box next to him. Then she walked to the door, put the empty box into the groove beside it, and the door opened.

She turned around, glanced at the boy sleeping on the ground, and turned away.

The moment she turned around, Wen Sheng, who had been sleeping soundly on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes. He looked straight at the direction Lu Zhaozhao had left, clutched the clothes draped over him, and whispered, "I will definitely go out to find you."