I heard you had a white moonlight who died young.

The sudden sound caused the other party to lose all strength. Fan Zhiyi lost his balance and fell against the door, which, as he had hoped, closed the door.

But his back... his back hurts so much.

Fan Zhiyi fell and tears welled up in her eyes, but she still managed a forced smile to reassure Xiaobao that she was alright.

What are you all doing here?

This time, it was Bing Nandong who spoke.

Then the door opened, and Fan Zhiyi looked up and met Bing Nandong's eyes. He saw Bing Nandong pause for a moment, then closed the door again.

“Nan Dong, I just happened to pass by and saw Junior Brother Qin and Zhiyi.”

"Senior Brother, I just suddenly remembered I had something to say to him, but I didn't expect him to have such a bad temper."

Bullshit! I'll fight you to the death!

Fan Zhiyi endured the pain and climbed up the door, intending to show these people what professionalism was all about, when he heard Bing Nandong's voice, tinged with anger: "Don't come looking for trouble with him. Also, I will investigate the matter of him being kept at the Xue residence."

"Big Brother!"

"This is an order. Qin Shuan, don't do anything you'll regret."

Fan Zhiyi was unaware of the situation outside. After a moment of silence, Lu Changfu reassured him, "I think Qin Shuan meant well. He was afraid that Qin Shuan might do something to you again, so he thought of saying a few words. However, in Nan Dong, it's easy to dodge a spear in the open but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. To put it bluntly, I don't really agree with you keeping him by your side."

"..."

Sensing Bing Nandong's resistance to the topic, Lu Changfu sighed softly: "Indeed, you know what you're doing, so we'll head back to our rooms first. By the way, the elders sent word that we should arrive at the Xue residence in at least another day's journey."

"okay, I get it."

The door opened and closed again, and Bing Nandong walked in with his lips tightly pressed together, looking rather unhappy.

The two locked eyes, and Bing Nandong was the first to break the silence: "What did he do to you?"

Fan Zhiyi didn't expect Bing Nandong to ask him this question. After all, judging from his words, he was the senior disciple of Tianyun Sect and had a good relationship with these people. Fan Zhiyi thought that Bing Nandong would want to just let the matter go.

Realizing he could speak, Fan Zhiyi asked, "Do you really want to hear?"

"nonsense."

"That person is so fierce! He insisted on coming inside, but my brother wouldn't let him!" Xiao Bao said indignantly, grabbing Fan Zhiyi's hand tightly and standing in front of him.

Fan Zhiyi thought about it carefully and felt that Xiao Bao was still too young to talk about this in front of him, so he simply said casually, "Just like last time, they made me mute." Understanding that Bing Nandong might not understand, Fan Zhiyi rephrased it, "It means you're muted, silenced, understand?"

Wipe your tears.

"I never asked, what exactly happened when I was left alone in the haunted house?"

"I don't know." Bing Nandong explained, fearing that Fan Zhiyi wouldn't believe him. "The six of us were ordered to go to the Xue residence to check if there were any abnormalities in the restrictions. As a result, the ghostly energy was rampant, causing fluctuations in the space between Yin and Yang, and we got separated as a result. When we met again, you were the only one who hadn't come out, so I came back to find you."

"What does this ghostly aura have to do with the Ghost Gate you mentioned to Zhuang Yujing during the day?"

Bing Nandong stared at him, and Fan Zhiyi thought he had said something wrong again, but then he saw Bing Nandong chuckle: "Your memory is actually not bad this time."

Fan Zhiyi felt that Bing Nandong wasn't praising him, but judging from his expression, he probably wasn't going to answer him anyway, so he changed the subject: "So, you have a good relationship with your junior brothers?"

"very good."

Fan Zhiyi couldn't accurately determine whether Bing Nandong's words were true, but based on their interactions over the past few days, he was certain that, compared to others, Bing Nandong was the only person who wouldn't harm him for the time being.

On the contrary, he has too many dark histories, and in everyone's eyes, he is the one who poses a threat to Bing Nan Dong.

In this world setting, the fact that the original owner of this body, who is unable to cultivate, could make this group of cultivators so wary is truly remarkable.

Bing Nandong interpreted Fan Zhiyi's silence as a sign of distrust, and didn't say anything more, because given the current situation, it was normal for Fan Zhiyi to be cautious.

"However, Fan Zhiyi, regarding your amnesia caused by being left at the Xue residence, whether you believe it or not, I will give you the truth and an explanation."

Fan Zhiyi looked at Bing Nandong. The boy's gaze was resolute, and he seemed determined to get to the bottom of things. He had some of the senior brother's authority and imposing presence. Fan Zhiyi couldn't help but ask curiously, "You have someone you suspect?"

"……Um."

Fan Zhiyi remained silent. Bing Nandong was still in the stage of suspicion, but Fan Zhiyi already had a clear idea in his mind. Qin Shuan was definitely one of them, and he couldn't be more obvious about it.

Seeing the heavy atmosphere, Fan Zhiyi changed his tone and said, "Since you're already here, why don't you help me apply some medicine? It seems like the wound on my waist has reopened."

As he spoke, Fan Zhiyi brushed his hair aside and casually took off his clothes.

Bing Nandong opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but then swallowed it back and took the ointment from Fan Zhiyi.

He was taller than Fan Zhiyi. The previous times he applied the medicine, it was at night when the lighting was poor. Now that they were indoors, Bing Nandong looked down at the circle of wounds.

Actually, the recovery is quite good. It's just that tonight, because of the forceful pulling, it has become much redder again. The new flesh in the very center, which hasn't fully healed yet, is congested with blood. Against the porcelain-white skin, it looks like a red thread is tied around it, above the waist dimple, which has a somewhat alluring feel to it.

Fan Zhiyi didn't notice Bing Nandong applying the medicine, so he urged, "Hurry up, it's a bit cold."

Fan Zhiyi's voice brought Bing Nandong back to her senses. Her face flushed red from her earlobe upwards, and her fingertips trembled slightly as she wiped off the ointment. After finishing, she placed the ointment on the table as if it were a hot potato: "I'm going back."

"Hey, wait a minute, let's talk about something." Fan Zhiyi hurriedly turned around when he heard that Bing Nandong was about to leave.

Bing Nandong was shocked and raised her voice an octave: "Can't you get dressed before you speak?"

No, why are you angry again?

Fan Zhiyi wrapped his clothes up properly, smiled, and asked, "Could Xiaobao and I share a room with you?"

"No." The refusal was very decisive.

"Then you'll share a room with me and Xiaobao."

Bing Nandong: "Is there any difference?"

"Of course there are. The former is staying in your room, and the latter is staying here with me."

Bing Nandong was somewhat speechless. Fan Zhiyi felt that Bing Nandong was about to roll his eyes at him and leave at any moment. He was even prepared to hug Bing Nandong's leg and cry his heart out. But who knew that Bing Nandong would actually ask him, "Why?"

Why? That's a good question.

"Because I don't feel safe." Fan Zhiyi deliberately put on a serious face and answered earnestly, "You and Xiaobao can sleep in the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor."

"Let's go."

Ah, Fan Zhiyi was still racking his brains for words of persuasion, but he didn't expect Bing Nandong to agree so easily. It's not like him at all.