Volume 1 Poppy Flowers Chapter 6: Shamo's Loneliness
"What? Netherfire was discovered in the world?" The old man in the purple wizard robe stood up from his chair: "Could it be, could it be..." His right hand holding the wizard's staff trembled slightly, his face full of disbelief.
"Reporting to the Great Elder, our Nether Butterfly has indeed sensed the Nether Fire in the world. I immediately sent out dozens of wizards to investigate. Unfortunately, we were still a little late..." The young man who answered had a slightly dark complexion , thick eyebrows, big eyes, a wide jaw and wide lips. He was dressed in a white robe, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his face could not hide the annoyance.
The old man called the Great Elder seemed not to hear anything at this moment, and just murmured, "Could it be, could it be that it is really..."
"Lady Yao Ji has been reincarnated." The young man in white couldn't help but blurt out this fact which made the Great Elder extremely excited but he didn't dare to say it out loud easily.
“Yao Ji…Yao Ji…” The old man in purple silently repeated this extremely familiar name, with mixed feelings in his heart.
How many years have passed? He has been looking forward to this day for many years, but when this moment really came, he felt an indescribable fear in his heart. Yao Ji, do you still remember him? Five hundred years, how many reincarnations have been wasted? Is she still the same as before?
"Grand Elder, do we need to send more Nether Butterflies to search for Lady Yao Ji's whereabouts...Grand Elder?" The young man in white noticed something was wrong with the old man in purple, and deliberately raised his voice to try to bring the other man back to his senses.
"Call back all the Nether Butterflies and send them to the human world. We must find out the whereabouts of Yao Ji's reincarnation as soon as possible at all costs." After hesitating for a moment, the old man's answer was unexpectedly firm.
“But…” Before the young man in white could say anything else, the old man gently waved his hand, signaling the other party to leave, and then sent away all the servants around him. Until he was sure that there was no one around, he slowly walked behind a screen, quietly opened a secret door, and disappeared into the secret room in a flash.
I walked through the long dark secret passage, and I didn't know how long I had walked. Suddenly, I saw a flash of silver light in front of my eyes, as if I had reached the end of the secret passage. At this time, an extremely strange ice room appeared in front of me.
The purple-robed old man stopped unconsciously, sorted out his thoughts, straightened his clothes, and then slowly walked into the room. This ice room was not much smaller than the reception room just now. In addition to four huge ice pillars, there was also a two-meter-high ice sculpture in the empty ice room.
And the person carved out of ice is clearly Ying Lili. No, it is clearly the appearance of Yao Ji.
The purple-robed old man slowly walked to the statue, something flashing in his eyes. He was so excited that he wanted to reach out and touch the statue, but his hand stopped in mid-air for some reason, perhaps because he noticed something strange in the icicles around him. He coughed twice, feeling a little overwhelmed by his abrupt behavior.
"Wusu, you... are here." A lazy and tired voice came from the icicle in the northwest corner, as if the person had not yet woken up.
"Uncle-master." The purple-clothed old man quickly turned around and bowed respectfully to the icicle in the northwest corner. At this time, the four icicles began to flash strange purple light, but there was still no trace of anyone.
"Yao Ji seems to have been reincarnated." The purple-clothed old man named Wu Su didn't dare to say any extra words at this moment and went straight to the point.
"Really? This day has finally arrived..." Another thoughtful voice came from the icicle in the southeast corner.
"It's been five hundred years, and the seal you placed on her back then is almost reaching its limit. Yao Ji's soul showed an unusual movement a while ago, and we knew that the situation was not good. It seems that she is really going to wake up this time." This time the voice came from the ice pillar in the northeast.
"What is coming will eventually come. Five hundred years ago, after Yao Ji's body was destroyed, we couldn't get any news about the reincarnation of 'God of Shamo' Jianyi. We predicted that this day would come, and she would wake up again! That's why she sealed the four of us here together." A sigh came from the icicle in the southeast again.
"But, after thinking about it for five hundred years, we still haven't figured out why the 'God of Shamo' is so determined to marry Yao Ji, and why she has not reincarnated since her body was annihilated. I can't figure it out! It's so strange!"
"It seems that Yao Ji is still hiding a lot of secrets that we don't know. After all, she is the most talented wizard in Shamo City since Jianyi!"
"Then what about us..." Listening to the uncles' mumblings in an inquiring tone, Wu Su respectfully waited for the next words, but his eyes always unconsciously drifted towards the lifelike ice sculpture.
The woman in the statue was as pure as jade, just as she looked when he first saw her.
No one knew that in his heart, he was actually very happy about Yao Ji's awakening. Unlike the worries of his uncles, for him, Yao Ji's awakening was something he prayed for day and night, even though he knew that her awakening again might bring a devastating impact to Sha Mo again.
The woman who once had a smile as beautiful as a flower;
The woman who always playfully called him "senior brother"; the woman he loved deeply...
"Let's do nothing and wait." A deep voice came from the southwest icicle that had been silent. Wu Su widened his eyes and repeated in surprise: "Don't do anything?" He chewed on this sentence carefully, but his eyes were confused.
"If Yao Ji has really been reincarnated, she will definitely come back. Her soul will guide her back here, because only by returning here can she regain all the power that belongs to her." The voice that came from the southwest again seemed to be answering Wu Su's questions, or as if it was muttering to itself.
"But, Uncle Master, Yao Ji's soul has not yet fully awakened. If her reincarnation is found by the Nayu people first, the consequences will be..." Wu Su did not seem to hide his eagerness to see her: "I think we should take her back to Shamo City before the Nayu people do, before her soul awakens."
"No! The most urgent task now is for the four of us to unseal ourselves and take back the power that we sealed away back then. However, this will take some time. If we let her return to Shamo City too early, it will definitely stimulate her soul to awaken early. If our power is not restored by then, what will happen? No one can predict it. We can't take this risk."
"But, uncle..." Wu Su was unwilling to let his reunion with Yao Ji after five hundred years be shelved. He tried to take a step back and persuade his uncles: "But we should at least know her whereabouts, just in case."
"It's been five hundred years, and you still can't let her go..." A heavy sigh came from the icicle in the southeast corner, and the room suddenly became quiet. Wu Su looked embarrassed and coughed twice uncomfortably, but did not refute.
"It's all because of the word 'love'! You and Yao Ji are both people who value love and friendship, but you ended up like this. Why bother! Why bother!"
"Uncle Master..." Wu Su wanted to say something, but was interrupted again.
"Don't say any more. Just leave. It's not the right time yet. Everything is in vain."
Wu Su stared at the ice-sculptured woman for a long time, then he let out a long sigh and turned away.
Although Wu Su was forbidden by his uncles to contact Yao Ji's reincarnation, he did not intend to obey. At least he had no intention of taking back the Nether Butterfly he had sent out before.
The people in Shamo City are still connected with love, and their worldly ties are hard to end, while the present world's Ping Lili is feeling sad and heartbroken at this moment, but it's a pity that it's not for that person.
When she fought with Zhuo Wei that day, she was injured by his light arrow. She didn't realize it at the time. After she returned, she found that she was seriously injured! Her whole body was covered with bloody marks. There were few intact skin spots. The strong stinging sensation made her tears fall down. The most fatal thing was that if a scar was left, she would be completely disfigured.
When Ping Lili was regretting her rash action, she saw Mo Yi pursing his lips and walking towards her calmly. He carefully wiped every wound for her and gently applied a strange ointment on her. As soon as the ointment with a faint sweet-scented osmanthus scent touched her skin, she immediately felt that the pores on her body seemed to open up. Her skin greedily absorbed the ointment, and then the burning and stinging sensation disappeared. She didn't know if she was dazzled, but she seemed to see the hideous bloodstains healing and disappearing bit by bit...
At this time, Ping Lili had just stopped crying and looked at Mo Yi with tearful eyes, not knowing whether to apologize or express gratitude first.
The originally pretty face was actually filled with mixed feelings of sadness and joy, and the expression was quite strange. Mo Yi was amused by her tangled expression, and his thin lips, which were always tightly pursed, rarely curled up into a faint smile. He ruffled her hair randomly: "Don't think too much, it will be fine, I promise there won't be any scars left."
At that moment, Ping Lili found that her heart skipped a beat. She suddenly remembered what Yao Ji said in her dream: He was so gentle in his heart, not at all like the cruel and bloodthirsty Nayu people.
Yes, maybe it was because she had not cared about it before. This was the first time that she truly felt his gentleness. This man's gentleness was not ostentatious, but hidden in some subtle details. Although he had never said any sweet words, although it was just an action that was almost taken for granted, it made her feel warm in her heart for no reason.
Thinking like this, the way Pinglili looked at Mo Yi again was a little unnatural. Although her subconscious mind told her that she shouldn't have too much entanglement with this person, the heart of a young girl was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and she couldn't help herself.
These days, Pinglili repeatedly told herself in her heart that DD should be more natural, just like before. But how could it be the same?
Although I forced myself not to think about it countless times, there was still a deep question lingering in my mind: What exactly happened between Yao Ji and Mo Yi back then?
"What kind of existence is Yao Ji in your heart?" Such a simple sentence was always on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed it back. She knew that she couldn't ask. However, looking at that face without any trace of time, she couldn't help but speculate about his past, his mysterious past.
Before, maybe she could deceive herself and not think about the many coincidences and encounters, maybe she could tell herself calmly that his meeting with her was purely arranged by God. However, when she found that she cared more and more about this person, she could not convince herself with such far-fetched reasons. The more you care about a person, the easier it is to care about his every word and every action.
Maybe he approached Yao Ji because he knew he was her reincarnation? Maybe it was this face that looked exactly like Yao Ji that made him notice him in the crowd? Such thoughts came to her mind countless times, but she didn't have the courage to explore.
Perhaps there was a moment, looking at that resolute back, Pinglili thought in her heart like a turtle that it would not be bad for DD to live with this person for the rest of his life.
Like a girl in a dream, with a faint burning sensation from the forehead to the whole body.
Ping Lili didn't know that the unknown power in her body had quietly awakened, as if to help her solve her doubts. Suddenly, a strong pain swept through Ping Lili's body, and she felt a splitting headache and a dizzy sensation...
Immediately afterwards, Ping Lili felt his consciousness being eroded bit by bit. The image of the girl in his dream gradually became clearer in his mind, and countless images of light and shadow flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern...
Pinglili's consciousness fell into a long coma...
