C29 (1/2)

It was currently late at night, and the night sky was filled with countless stars. The arc of the moon above was emitting a weak light, and the entire night was quiet and cool. Standing at the entrance of the cave and looking down at the ground, Ling Yan frowned in bewilderment.

With Ling Yan's current eyesight, he could clearly see the scenery at the foot of the mountain even if it was darker and further away from him. It was only because he could see everything clearly that he wondered: What was that? Since when did the mountain have so many big houses and crisscrossing government roads? What was this thing that was running so fast and was shining so brightly on the public road?

It was only now did he realize that there were traces left behind by people who had moved around during the day, and he himself had also been standing around in the shell of a melon. This place was bustling with noise and excitement, and if it wasn't for the invisible restrictions, it was likely that someone else would have broken into the cave.

Ling Yan's eyes widened as he surveyed his surroundings. He felt that this was too unbelievable. If not for the mountain still appearing before his eyes, Ling Yan would have thought that he was in the wrong place. He was shocked in his heart: ”How long has it been since this closed door training? Such an earth-shaking change has actually happened outside. ”

Facing such a strange sight, Ling Yan gradually grew numb to it, as it had already surpassed the scope of his understanding.

Feeling apprehensive, Ling Yan slowly floated down the mountain with Xiaobao in his arms. His heart felt somewhat heavy. Although he estimated that he wouldn't stay on Earth for too long as he was just a passerby, this was still a place he grew up in. ”Although Ling Yan was more than a thousand years old, it was not easy for a fifteen-year-old to face the world alone without feeling panicked.

Of course, this was also due to the cultivation of his mental state and willpower. The experience he'd gone through in the core had caused a qualitative change in Ling Yan's mental state. Otherwise, he'd probably be at a loss of what to do. Ling Yan understood that now that the village had become a city, the world outside would be the same. However, this made little difference to Ling Yan since the place Ling Yan and his father had lived in before entering closed door cultivation was only the school at the eastern end of the village.

Fang Hui peeked his head out of the blanket and looked at the window, which was already starting to turn white. His entire body was about to collapse as he pouted and chanted an incantation, ”Lord Buddha! Just do it so I can get some sleep! Amitabha, please! ”

He pulled the pillow over his exquisite and perfect face, and after a while threw it on the corner of the bed. From under the blanket came a slender, snow-white leg, which slowly stood up and then fell down hard on the bed. With a muffled sound, he sat up, and the top half of his pajamas, which looked like a diaphanous suit, was exposed in the air, but it looked very unsightly, and the strap on his left shoulder slid down to one side, revealing a large area of tender white.

With his head down, Fang Hui felt depressed. Usually, he would always sleep, but today, he finally got a leave of absence. Why was he not able to sleep? Fang Hui sighed bitterly. ”That damned biological clock isn't as accurate as you normally are.”

He turned on the overhead light, went to the bathroom barefooted, and turned around to open the window. It was important to keep the ventilation during the next season. Once the window was opened, a gentle breeze blew into the room. Fang Hui felt very comfortable and the depression of not being able to sleep disappeared with it, but he was still surprised by the sudden arrival of the wind. After the wind had died down, there was no sound from the window at all, as if the wind had been waiting outside, just waiting for the window to open at any time.

After 90 years of age, Fang Hui did not believe in the superstitious theory of wind and ghosts. What he did not know was related to science, but science could not explain that. The moment he turned around, Fang Hui felt a chill run down his spine.

As far as the eye could see, a figure had suddenly appeared beside the bed and was bent over doing something. Fang Hui's almond-shaped eyes opened wide, and before her cherry lips could split open too, she let out a terrified scream. The shadow was right in front of her, and a warm palm covered her mouth in an instant.

Ling Yan had originally intended to poke the girl's acupoints in front of him. That way, it would be easy and fast. However, regardless of the severity of the acupuncture points, it would still do more or less damage to a mortal's body, let alone this delicate girl.

He changed his palm into two fingers and gently pinched the girl's lips. He gently smiled and said, ”Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. I just have nowhere to go. I'll borrow your hand to understand the situation.”