I am at the highest level, living a life of eating and waiting to die in the fairy world of supernat

Thinking of this, Su Ying held the sword, her eyes gradually brightening.

Xiao Qi simply moved the stove out, and the two of them sat on the doorstep, making tea while watching Xie Xue's movements.

The fire was lit, and steam rose from the teapot, and the originally tense atmosphere suddenly eased a lot.

If they are really very nervous, they should really relax a little.

Xiaoqi and Su Ying looked at each other's dark circles, then raised their teacups and drank a toast.

At this time, Su Ying said: "Xiao Qi, if you are tired, take a nap first. I will watch over here first."

As she spoke, she looked down at the courtyard and found that Xie Xue was still there.

It had been a whole day and night, and the other party had been standing there without even blinking. At that moment, Su Ying even felt that the person standing there was just an empty shell.

Xiao Qi took two sips of tea and said, "Master, Xiao Qi is fine. Although Xiao Qi can't help much, I can accompany..."

Before she could even utter the word "you", she fell onto the rattan chair and fell asleep.

Su Ying looked at Xiao Qi, then looked at the color of the tea in the cup and said, "Why did you boil the black tea?"

Ganlin black tea is a medicine for replenishing qi and is very popular in the spiritual practice community, but there are not many truly high-quality products.

This pack of Ganlin black tea is considered a fine product and was one of the supplies brought by the court last time.

Gu Jiu repeatedly expressed his desire to try it, but Xiao Qi hid it tightly, saying that this good thing could only be drunk on major holidays.

At this time, Su Ying couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile. Xiao Qi didn't know that this Ganlin black tea not only replenishes qi, but also has another effect of making people sleepy.

It is said that Ganlin black tea is like wine. The older it is, the better its hypnotic and qi-replenishing effects will be. Now it seems that this bag of Ganlin black tea is quite old, so much so that Su Ying can no longer bear it.

Xiaoqi, you are really a real trickster.

After drinking half a cup of black tea, Su Ying felt dazed.

When she looked down at the courtyard again, she was shocked to find that her master had disappeared.

where is it?

Su Ying stood up quickly, and the Xuepu sword in her hand suddenly made a buzzing sound.

At this moment, sleepiness surged like the sea. Su Ying frowned and couldn't help but put her left hand on the sword.

The cold sword blade cut through her skin in an instant, and the chill penetrated into the wound in an instant, causing her to shudder and wake up completely.

A few dozen steps away, the two holes that Xie Xue had previously opened were still there.

And now, where will Xie Xue appear from?

Su Ying looked at the ground with a nervous expression, while Xiao Qi was lying on the rattan chair with his mouth slightly open, looking like he was sleeping soundly.

At this time, Su Ying heard the noise and turned around suddenly, and was shocked to find that the face with half white hair appeared on the wall.

The Xuepu sword hummed as it swept across the wall. Stone chips flew all over the wall, and a sword mark appeared that almost cut through the entire wall.

The face was also split into two, and then a hideous laugh came out.

Even after this, the face on the wall still showed a weird smile that looked extremely exaggerated.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded behind Su Ying - "My dear disciple, why did you chop off my face?"

Su Ying suddenly turned around and found that Xie Xue had appeared outside the fence at some point, with a deep sword mark on her face that went through her entire head.

But if she was here, whose face was on the wall?

Su Ying looked back again and found that the face on the wall was still there, staring at her, exactly the same as Xie Xue's face outside the fence!

A gentle smile appeared on this completely cut face, and he said, "My disciple slashed my sword like this. Then this girl named Xiao Qi is also your disciple, right?"

As he spoke, the eyes of the severed face on the wall rolled to the side like a machine, staring at the sleeping Xiao Qi, as if staring at a dead person.

The next moment, a clear crack appeared on Xiao Qi's white face, as if it had been completely cut open by a sword...

(PS: There will be an update tomorrow. I wasn't in good shape tonight, so I'm sorry for the late update. Thanks to Zhang Qinxiong's fangirl, the 300-pound fat guy, and other readers for their tips today)

Chapter 14: Hateful Looks, Liked Looks (First Update)

Su Ying almost fainted when she saw this scene. She felt like she was struck by lightning.

Xiaoqi is dead?

The crack on Xiaoqi's face was too thorough. If it were a human, there would be no possibility of survival.

Even a saint with superb skills cannot recover from this kind of injury.

Su Ying's eyes were blurred with tears, and she felt extremely desperate for a moment.

Because she couldn't think of a way to save people, the incident happened too suddenly and her mind went blank.

Life is hard, especially for Su Ying, who is not incapable of understanding suffering.

In fact, the years she had lived before were harder than those of most people in this world.

But in those days, she didn't think she would lose Xiaoqi.

This silly child seemed to have never thought of leaving since the first day he entered the academy.

Even if everyone left, even if they couldn't afford to eat, even if both of them had to drink water to fill their stomachs, Xiao Qi never thought of leaving.

In Su Ying's eyes, Xiao Qi will never leave her.

But now she was dead, dead in front of him.

The incision that went through the entire head was simply too cruel.

At this time, Su Ying couldn't help but think of a possibility, that is, if Xiao Qi was not a human, he could still be alive, like her own master.

Su Ying turned around and found that Xie Xue had already come into the fence. The sword marks on her face were still extremely clear, giving people the feeling that the upper half of her head would fall to the ground at any time.

As if she had already understood Su Ying's meaning, Xie Xue said gently: "I actually like this little girl named Xiao Qi as well. If she comes with you and me, she will come back to life."

At this moment, Su Ying suddenly heard a series of crackling sounds. She turned her head and found that white hair had grown on the crack in Xiao Qi's head.

The white hairs were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and looked extremely terrifying, as if Xiaoqi's pretty face would soon be submerged in them.

"Su Ying, are you willing to go with me?" Xie Xue looked at Su Ying and said seriously.

Su Ying held the sword, obviously on the verge of collapse.

Xiaoqi's situation was such a huge blow to her that she even thought about dying.

She held the sword, her whole body trembling, her eyes bloodshot.

The gentle Su Ying showed such a terrifying look for the first time.

She hunched her back, as if a mountain was pressing down on her seemingly fragile shoulders, about to crush her spine.

"What's the point of living like this?" Su Ying turned her head and looked at her master.

Xie Xue's expression was calm. The wound on her face was healing rapidly. She said, "The meaning of life is not the physical form, but that your consciousness will not be destroyed. If you live for a hundred years and then turn into a pile of yellow earth, then it will be meaningless.

Humans are a meaningless species, because even saints only live for a few hundred years."

Su Ying's eyes were cold and she said, "So you are no longer human."

Xie Xue looked at Su Ying and said, "Does it matter? I can still remember you, and that stupid Buddha is still safe and sound. What's the difference between this and a human being being alive?"

Su Ying's eyes seemed to be dripping with blood. She said, "Master, it turns out that you also don't understand the meaning of human life."

"Oh?" Xie Xue raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyeballs in her eye sockets suddenly rotated mechanically, with white hair overflowing.

"The meaning of life is to have memories that belong only to you for a lifetime. Don't lose them and don't sigh, no matter how long or short they are. I cherish the time now, but you ruined it, so I will kill you with my own hands." The next moment, Su Ying raised her sword and slashed it down.

Almost at the same time, the peach branch in the Buddha's hand trembled and turned into a shadow, emitting a faint golden light.

For a moment, the sword light was golden, full of solemnity, and fell on Xie Xue, like ripples jumping in a lake.

"It's not enough." Xie Xue's body was broken into pieces, so that she looked like a broken ceramic figure, but she was still smiling, as if Su Ying's sword had no effect on her.

Immediately afterwards, Su Ying swung out another sword, the sword body hummed, and the sword light was like scales.

At this moment, Xie Xue began to retreat, and the expression on her face became painful.

Su Ying moved forward, Xie Xue moved back, Su Ying moved forward again, Xie Xue moved back again.

It is hard to imagine that a person whose body is broken into pieces like that can still maintain some connection and not completely collapse.

In the end, Su Ying stood in front of the fence and did not go out.

After looking at Xiaoqi's body for a while, she turned around, walked back, and then lay down on another rattan chair.

Beside her, Xiaoqi's white hair had covered his entire face, making him look particularly scary.

But Su Ying didn't even look at him again, as if that person was not Xiao Qi, but a piece of wood.

Xie Xue's entire body was cracked by the sword light, like ceramic that would break at the slightest touch.

She looked at Su Ying with broken eyes, and finally a puzzled expression appeared on her face.

"Why?" Xie Xue asked.

Su Ying said: "Xiao Qi is bleeding."

As she spoke, she looked at Xiaoqi's calf.

I saw Xiaoqi lying on the rattan chair, with a small sword mark on his right calf, and blood beads oozing out of the sword mark.

"I remember that you, Master, would not bleed. Xiaoqi's head was cracked like this, but she didn't bleed. I initially thought that she and you, Master, had become the same thing. Now it seems that she is not." Su Ying said, wanting to drink a cup of tea, but after seeing the color of the tea, she finally put it down.

"Master, would you like to come in and have a cup of tea?" Su Ying looked at Xie Xue and asked.

Seeing that Xie Xue's body was about to move, she added: "I'm talking about your true self."

Xie Xue's body froze there, as if frozen.

After a few breaths, Xie Xue's body, which was still connected to the body, suddenly shattered to the ground, and ripples appeared in the air.

When the ripples dissipated, Xie Xue was still standing under the eaves, her head intact and no white hair on her face, just as gentle as she was at the beginning.

The cut on Xiaoqi's head gradually faded away, and she returned to her innocent appearance of sleeping with her mouth open.

"When did you see through it?" Xie Xue walked over and stopped outside the fence.

"Just now, the moment before I stabbed out the third sword, I felt something was wrong. There is someone I trust very much, and he once told me that as long as ghosts enter this yard, the Buddha will sense it." Su Ying explained, and as if she thought of something, she smiled, a very sweet smile.

She usually feels like this when she thinks of Gu Jiu.

Xie Xue looked at her with no expression on her face.

"I initially thought he had misjudged it, and that maybe the master was an exception. But then I discovered that Xiao Qi didn't bleed even after his head was cut open, so I verified it, and to my surprise, I was right.

"Master, are you using an illusion or hypnosis? I remember you told me when I was a child that there's a kind of hypnosis in the ancient country of the Western Regions. Once a certain ritual is performed to induce a person to enter the state, the person will see all sorts of illusions. I guess this is it." Su Ying spoke freely, no longer looking panicked.

"Now that I think about it, Master, you've never even entered this courtyard. Every time you come in, white hair always appears on your face. That must be your ritual, hypnotizing Xiao Qi and me?"

At this time, Xiao Qi rubbed his nose, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly, proving that he could fall asleep without hypnosis.

Xie Xue looked at Su Ying and said coldly, "Don't you think you look disgusting now?"

Su Ying looked down at herself lying on the rattan chair, looking quite smug, and naturally thought of someone.

It’s not me who is annoying, it’s Xiaojiu.

I'm just the one whose style was led astray.

Su Ying smiled brightly and imitated Gu Jiu's tone and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Master."

After a few breaths, Xie Xue took a step forward with a gloomy face, and then the Buddha statue in the yard suddenly shook up and down, as if it would fall down at any time.

Su Ying suddenly felt like she was facing a formidable enemy. She stood up and tightly gripped the Xuepu sword in her hand.

"You just stabbed out three times with all your strength, but unfortunately they all hit the air. The power of this disgusting stupid Buddha is already very weak, how much of it can he let you squander like this?" As she said this, she took another step forward and landed firmly on the ground in the yard.

With a bang, a crack suddenly appeared on the Buddha statue's head, and broken stones flew everywhere.

"Tell me, am I real or fake?" At this moment, Xie Xue suddenly opened her mouth so wide that her originally gentle little mouth was torn apart, looking extremely terrifying.

At this moment, her throat suddenly surged, as if something was about to break through the skin.

With a snap, a centipede head as big as a python emerged from her throat, emitting a piercing scream.

At this moment, Su Ying even saw some rolling eyeballs behind the centipede's head.

Human eyeballs!