Chapter 34 No matter what your face looks like, what I see will always be...

Yu Yao/Text

The mountain emitting purple light seemed to be very close, but it took some effort to walk over to it. As expected of a place of exile, everywhere along the way was desolate. Most places were dark and the road was not visible. It was not an exaggeration to call it a barren land.

There were many times on the way that Xi Che felt someone was staring at them, as if someone was hiding in the shadows of some rocks or tall plants. That kind of sight made people very uncomfortable, as if staring at a piece of meat on a chopping board.

But in the end they were not attacked, perhaps because they subconsciously felt that Chu Yan was not someone to be trifled with... or maybe it was because the clothes they were wearing had some intimidating effect?

In fact, it is easy to feel tired when traveling in such a place. Fortunately, Chu Yan was with him. The two chatted along the way, which alleviated the feeling of fatigue a lot.

"You...how are you guys doing?"

Xi Che finally had the chance to ask this question: "After I left, Jiuyou has been much more peaceful, right?"

Chu Yan noticed the emotion in his words and said, "It should be said that it's more boring than before."

Xi Che was stunned for a moment, and teased: "Is it because there is nothing to do that you feel bored?"

"It's not that there is nothing to do. Jiuyou is gradually restoring its previous system, rebuilding Fengzao Mansion, and searching for newly born gods. On the contrary, I am responsible for more things than before."

Some gods are born outside Jiuyou, so people need to be sent out to find them, but unfortunately there are very few gods in Jiuyou, and even fewer gods can be found.

"It was more interesting when you were in Jiuyou."

These should have been happy words, but after deciding to let Chu Yan give up his feelings for her, Xi Che became very sensitive to such words. At the same time, he felt that reminiscing about their past was actually meaningless, so he remained silent.

Chu Yan seemed to suddenly remember something, reached into his sleeve and took out something, handing it to Xi Che: "By the way, this is for you."

It was the golden unicorn he caught.

Xi Che glanced at the palm of his hand and almost laughed out loud - isn't this something only little girls like? Who does she think he is?

"He treats you as a little girl."

Baihu's voice came from the sea of ​​consciousness, and one sentence made Xi Che's face darken.

However, he still took the brocade unicorn from Chu Yan. The little thing that had just opened its eyes was obviously very well-behaved in Chu Yan's hands, but when it came to Xi Che's hands, it opened its mouth and screamed "miamia" in panic.

After all, the Golden Qilin came from Jiuyou, so it naturally liked the divine aura on Chu Yan. But Xi Che was different. He was a succubus, and ordinary people could not sense the demonic energy on him. However, small animals like the Golden Qilin were very sensitive, and this one was still young, so it was even more repulsive to the demons.

To put it in a more pretentious way, what is it... The prejudices written in our genes can never be changed.

Xi Che handed the little guy in his hand to Chu Yan somewhat helplessly: "It doesn't like me, you should raise it yourself."

Chu Yan didn't care much: "It's still young now, you raise it for a while, it will get used to your scent."

Xi Che poked its head with his finger, and the Jin Qilin called "miamia" twice again. Xi Che suddenly felt angry and amused. He thought that he had done a lot of unforgivable things in his life and was not a good person. But what did this little thing know? Had he done anything wrong to it?

Since it doesn't like him, it will keep it and see what it can do.

Xi Che directly put the little golden unicorn into his arms: "Thanks, I will raise it well and use it as my mount when it grows up."

Seeing this, Chu Yan looked up at the mountains in the distance and said, "Keep going forward."

Before Xi Che could nod, his right hand was suddenly pulled and then held tightly in his palm. Xi Che was slightly stunned and looked at Chu Yan who was walking in front of him - what was he doing?

However, Chu Yan looked as if nothing had happened, as if it should be so...

should be so? Could it be that the two of them have already established some kind of relationship in the dark? How come he doesn't know?

Xi Che followed Chu Yan in a daze and heard him say softly, "Don't be dazed. The road is so dark, be careful where you step."

Xi Che subconsciously retracted his fingers, but ultimately did not pull his hand back from his. Pulling his hand back in this situation would be very awkward, so he just let him hold his hand.

Chu Yan felt the subtle movement of Xi Che's hand and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips - he was too lazy to worry about those little things now, no matter who he loved, but now he was the one who owned him, wasn't that enough?

In a sense, Xi Che and Chu Yan reached a tacit agreement on whether the forced melon was sweet or not.

——One thinks that no matter whether the melon is sweet or not, he just has to twist it; the other thinks that a twisted melon may not be sweet, but it can quench thirst.

So Chu Yan led Xi Che forward all the way until they reached a place with bright lights that looked like a village, and then they stopped.

From a distance, they saw a group of people talking around a campfire. Everyone was wearing the same clothes as them. The group of people gathered together in such an orderly manner that it gave people an inexplicable feeling of disgust.

When Xi Che saw those people, he leaned over and whispered to Chu Yan, "Look at these people, they are all wearing white, looking coquettish and pretty, and you

can tell at a glance that they are not serious people." Chu Yan subconsciously lowered his head to look at himself, and whispered like him, "So you don't like white clothes, then I won't wear them in the future."

Xi Che was choked and hurriedly explained, "Then, how are they the same! You are not white from head to toe, and... and you look good in it, why not wear it."

"Do you really think I look good?"

Xi Che nodded quickly. Chu Yan seemed very satisfied, but smiled teasingly, "I'm just kidding, Asa, why are you so anxious?"

... Damn!

Xi Che frowned reflexively, and Chu Yan's finger poked him right in the middle of his eyebrows.

"Don't be angry."

"..."

This little action was too intimate, making Xi Che very embarrassed. Just as he was about to dodge, he saw Chu Yan's face suddenly changed, turning into the white-faced ghost who had been turned into an idiot by their soul-searching. Then he realized that the poke he had just made was probably to help him disguise his face. Chu Yan knows how to use the art of transfiguration, but Xi Che's current cultivation level does not allow him to use this spell - however, even if one's cultivation level is high enough, not everyone can use it. Even in this world, the art of transfiguration is very buggy. Only a few monsters who are born with the ability to transfiguration and some gods can change their appearance at will. Their race does not have this ability.

Looking at Chu Yan's white-faced ghost face, Xi Che couldn't help but sigh in his heart - he knew Chu Yan was good-looking, but after looking at him for a long time, he would sometimes feel that he would get used to his beauty. Just now, when he saw him turn into a white-faced ghost, he finally realized - Chu Yan's face was really too handsome.

Xi Che raised his hand and touched his cheek: "Isn't it ugly?"

Chu Yan gently stroked his chin with his thumb: "No matter what your face looks like, I will always see you."

"..."

Although I understand that he might mean that he can see through my transformation, why do these words sound so much like love words? When did Chu Yan become so good at speaking?

Maybe it was because there was a person named Chu Yan under the skin of the white-faced ghost, but when he stared at him, Xi Che didn't feel disgusted at all. Instead, he sensed a hint of handsomeness in his thin eyebrows and eyes.

As expected, handsomeness is not only about the face, but also the temperament...

As the two were talking, the group of people gathered around the campfire noticed their presence and surrounded them.

"White-Faced Ghost, Xi'e Ghost, why did you take so long to come back?"

From the way these people greeted them, they seemed to be acquaintances. He also just found out that the man with scowls that he played was named "Xi'e Ghost". Why are these people called "ghosts"? Is it a nickname or does it have a special meaning?

Before Xi Che could figure out what was happening, he suddenly heard someone in front of him exclaim, "Why are you two still holding hands?"

Xi Che was startled by the exclamation, and when he came to his senses, he quickly pulled his hand back from Chu Yan's hand. However, the people in the crowd obviously also heard the exclamation, and in the light of the fire, they clearly saw Xi Che pulling his hand back, and they all laughed maliciously.

"These two brothers always quarrel all the time, but I didn't expect that they would become husband and wife after going out together."

"White-faced ghost, you and Xi'e ghost are fighting for Senior Sister Feng, but it turns out that you have other intentions."

Xi Che was so disgusted by the booing that he wanted to vomit.

This group of people is so weird, they don't seem to think there is anything wrong with two men being together. Oh, of course, this question would not be strange if it were placed in Jiuyou, as gods do not care much about gender - how could a place where there is no sex care about gender? All romances would be banned equally - but this race is not as pure as the gods in Jiuyou, so why don’t they find it strange?

Xi Che recalled the initial conversation between the two and their attitude towards him, and thought of a possibility. Compared with the ultimate purity of the Nine Netherworld Divine Realm, the worldview of the Gou Tu clan was "extremely chaotic". They only followed the most primitive desires, as long as they could vent, they didn't care whether the object was a man or a woman. They choose to be with each other not because of "love" but simply because of "sex".

Chu Yan did not react much to their booing. He just looked at everyone expressionlessly. Xi Che wanted to say a few words to smooth things over, but suddenly a man pushed through the crowd and rushed out, rushing in front of Chu Yan and Xi Che like a whirlwind.

She was a graceful woman. Although she had an ordinary appearance, she had a good figure. She glared at Chu Yan fiercely, then raised her hand to slap Xi Che.

But her hand didn't fall on Xi Che's face, she was caught by Chu Yan. Chu Yan looked at the woman without any emotion, and from his expression he seemed to not understand why she wanted to hit someone.

Xi Che twitched his lips - this person must be Senior Sister Feng. He could completely understand her feelings. Who wouldn't get mad when seeing two of his former suitors together?

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Xi Che hurriedly said: "Senior Sister Feng, don't get me wrong, actually the White-Faced Ghost and I are just..."

"Shut up!"

Senior Sister Feng pulled her hand back fiercely, stared at Chu Yan and said: "I'm tired of you too, and was just thinking of dumping you, you should be with him from now on."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, and the people around booed again. Xi Che looked at the "Senior Sister Feng" who returned to the crowd and walked together with a man. He felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but at the same time he also admired this senior sister - she looked like a queen, but she really acted like one. The people of the Goutu clan were probably accustomed to this kind of "small scene". Although they made a fuss, they did not pay attention to it for long and soon went back to doing their own things. They sat around the campfire, looking like they were having a party, but they weren't doing anything. They just sat down in groups of three or four and chatted. Xi Che looked around but didn't dare to ask any more questions. If it was one of those periodic gatherings and he didn't know why, wouldn't his identity be exposed in an instant?

Xi Che pulled Chu Yan to a quiet corner and sat down like everyone else. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, Xi Che whispered to Chu Yan, "You just searched the soul of that white-faced ghost. Did you find anything about this party from his memory?"

In fact, when searching the soul, it is impossible to accurately find the information you need. When capturing the memory in the other person's brain, a lot of useless information will also be captured, forcing the caster to receive the recipient's lifetime memories. From this perspective, when using soul-searching techniques, the person performing the technique will also be harmed. Too much external information suddenly filling the brain is also a challenge to the person performing the technique's spirit. Therefore, Xi Che would not easily use the soul-searching technique unless it was absolutely necessary.

Chu Yan tried to recall and said, "They are waiting for the distribution of rice this month. The one responsible for distributing the rice is the young master they are talking about."

"What? Rice distribution?"

This word sounded like something that would only happen in an extremely backward era.

"Wait, do all the people here have to wait for the Young Master to feed them?"

Seeing that they are all strong and powerful, they shouldn't be starving.

Not knowing what Chu Yan saw in the White-faced Ghost’s memory, his face looked a little bad: "I have never seen this in the Mingzhao Shenri Dian, and I only knew it after reading the White-faced Ghost’s memory. It turns out that before the Gou Tu clan was exiled, their land gradually stopped growing food. Many people left here, and those who stayed could only exchange food from the outside. After being exiled, there was no way to exchange food. There was only one person who had the only way to communicate with the outside world, and that was their young master."

Xi Che frowned: "In other words, if we want to leave here, the most convenient way is to find their young master?" Chu Yan nodded

: "Yeah."

"But why doesn't the Gou Tu clan's land grow food? This is a bit incredible. How did they survive for so many years..."

A race cannot survive only by exchange. Such a social form is too pathological. The food exchanged is definitely not enough to sustain everyone's survival. The Gou Tu clan cannot leave here, so they can only kill each other...

No wonder they always have a feeling of being watched on the road. Could it be those Gou Tu clan members who are ambushing around and want to snatch some food from them?

Chu Yan's expression was not very good either: "The real reason is no longer verifiable, and the related memories of the white-faced ghost are also legends heard from others. It is said that a long time ago, the Gou Tu clan did not look like this, and were the same as ordinary humans. But suddenly one day, a tree called "Black Beech" grew on their land. These trees do not grow leaves, only branches. Wherever black beech grows, all nutrients in the land within a hundred miles will be absorbed and become barren."

Xi Che was very surprised: "If there is no grass, what can they use to exchange food with other tribes."

"They believe in a god called "Spring Mango". Every spring, the Spring Mango God will descend on this land, the black beech will disappear, and the place where the black beech originally grew will grow a green tree with red diamonds on it. The Gou Tu clan uses this red diamond to exchange for food with outsiders."

The more Xi Che listened, the more bizarre it seemed, and for some reason, he had a vague sense of discomfort. Red diamonds on the trees sounded strange.

"Then... have you seen what the Spring God they believe in looks like? Or is it just an abstract concept?"

Is it just because spring is here?

Chu Yan shook his head and said, "No, the God of Spring Grain always descends in public. The White-Faced Ghost has also seen the God of Spring Grain, a handsome young man. Until today, every spring, red diamonds still grow on the black beech trees, but that young man appears less and less in front of people."

Xi Che nodded slightly, "I see."

Chu Yan noticed that Xi Che was a little depressed, so he gently held his hand. Xi Che glanced at Chu Yan and sighed deeply, "I don't know why, but this story makes me feel lost. I always feel that there is some secret hidden in it."

Chu Yan did not speak, because he and Xi Che had the same feeling.

When the two were feeling sad, they suddenly heard a noisy sound coming from afar. Chu Yan and Xi Che hurriedly stood up and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a young man in a white robe walking out surrounded by a crowd. He waved his hand, and the men around him pulled out carts of rice and distributed them to the disciples in white robes.

Although he is said to be a man, he actually looks like a teenager. He is tall, with red lips and white teeth, and actually looks like a boy with a feminine appearance.

But from where he was standing, Xi Che always felt that the man had a sickly look - his lips were too red, as if they were dripping with blood. However, that red was not the kind of red that girls put on when they put on lip balm when they put on makeup, but a sickly red that set off his overly fair face. It looked weird after looking at it for a long time.

Xi Che heard them calling the young man "Young Master", and then shouted "Long live the Young Master" like a fanatical believer.

In fact, in the eyes of the Goutu clan, the young leader is now higher than the God of Spring Mango.

"So he is the young master."

Xi Che leaned close to Chu Yan's ear and whispered to him.

Before Chu Yan could react, the young master who was surrounded by the crowd suddenly looked towards Xi Che and the others. Xi Che was unable to avoid it and his gaze met his.

Xi Che was startled. The "Young Master" suddenly opened his eyes wide and seemed to want to rush over. But he finally held back. He pointed in this direction, accurately pointing at Xi Che: "You... come here!"