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Chapter 401 There is only one truth

"Cough cough..."

"I'm fine..."

Yuan Jiutian was still coughing, but not as violently. It was obvious that he had regained his breath and was recovering. Perhaps he had eaten something to fill his stomach, or perhaps he was worried that he would really choke to death, so he no longer ate voraciously, but still ate very quickly.

Zhuge Wuwei couldn't bear to see his pitiful appearance, especially his cracked lips that were bleeding. He felt that he should do something more!
He glanced at the room where Qiye and Yan Hongye were, and finally landed on the room covered by the medicine mist. He hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should disturb them...

call out……

A dozen talismans flew out of the medicinal mist and fell into Zhuge Wuwei's arms.

Zhuge Wuwei was stunned for a moment, picked it up and looked at it, then a look of joy appeared on his face. Although he did not practice Taoism for some reasons, he had been influenced by it since he was a child and still knew a lot. He recognized at a glance that these were all primary water talismans, and their functions were also very useless, they were only used to store water.

This solved his urgent problem. He searched around and found an iron pot that he had used to cook noodles. He wiped the dust off the pot with his sleeve, tore off a magic talisman, and threw it in. Suddenly, clear spring water quickly overflowed the pot and overflowed...

A trace of heartache flashed across Yuan Jiutian's eyes, and he reached into the pot and gulped down the drink...

A few moments,

He raised his head. There was still half water left in the pot. He burped, wet his head and bowed to Zhuge Wuwei. Then he knelt down towards Yao Wu and kowtowed three times. After getting up, he carefully put the three half-baked pancakes into his arms, stared at the water in the iron pot, and hesitated to move forward!

"take it."

Zhuge Wuwei smiled.

"Thanks……"

Yuan Jiutian was overjoyed. He reached out to support the iron pot. A flash of light appeared and the iron pot disappeared!
It turns out that he also has a storage device!

"thanks, thanks……"

He ran into the inn where he was staying, thanking the emperor profusely, sealed the door, clutched the pancake in his arms, tilted his head back, and tried not to let the tears flow!
……

At the same time, Shangguan Yu'er came out of the shop that had been closed for a long time, and walked in front of Zhuge Wuwei with ladylike steps. She stroked her hair shyly and said pitifully: "Brother Wuwei..."

"There's no food left, only water..."

Zhuge Wuwei was very kind and generous. He said that everyone here was a wanderer, so he would help whenever he could.

"Just water is fine, I still have food!"

Shangguan Yu'er nodded happily, hiding her disappointment without showing any sign of it, looking very contented and well-behaved.

"take it!"

Zhuge Wuwei took out a few cards, didn't count them, and handed them over: "Do you know how to use them?"

“Yes, yes, yes…” Shangguan Yu’er responded repeatedly, and her eagerly extended hand became reserved halfway. She gently took the talisman and smiled brightly at Zhuge Wuwei: “Brother Wuwei, thank you, you are such a good person!”

Zhuge Wuwei is not as honest and straightforward as his brother. Although he and Su Tianxin arrived late and were unaware of the grievances and love-hate relationship between them, the Taoist roots he inherited are not easy to deal with. He can tell at a glance that Shangguan Yu'er is not an easy person to deal with. However, he is too lazy to pay attention to her. He accepts her flattery without any politeness. He just waves his hand and tells her to do as she pleases!
Shangguan Yuer encountered setbacks, and naturally felt a trace of resentment in her heart, but her face was still like a little white rabbit. She bowed to Zhuge Wuwei politely and quickly returned to the shop where she lived.

It seemed that in order to obtain sustainable supplies, facing the expectations of her followers, she still maintained the appearance of a lady from a noble family, sent her followers to find containers, generously tore open two talismans, and let them drink to their heart's content...

……

The stagnant City of No Tear could not feel the passage of time, but Zhuge Wuwei encountered the same dilemma as Yuan Jiutian: his stomach stubbornly rebelled.

He looked around and saw that the medicinal mist had become so thin that it was almost invisible. Zhang Chuba's face was still very pale. Although his chest was no longer collapsed, the bloodstains on his body were still very scary, and there was no sign of waking up. He knew that the other party must have food on him. This was not a guess based on the water talisman in his arms, but a certainty, because of his brother's obsession!
He hesitated whether to disturb her, but the hesitation did not last long, because the feeling of his stomach growling was really uncomfortable. He spoke from the bottom of his heart and shouted tentatively: "Brother Zhang, can you hear me? I'm hungry..."

Zhang Chuba remained motionless, but two roast chickens appeared out of nowhere and flew over.

Zhuge Wuwei was beaming with joy. He was extremely agile. He jumped up to catch the roast chicken before it fell, and started eating it with his mouth full of oil...

After eating one, he generously knocked on Yuan Jiutian's door and gave the remaining one away. In his eyes, this young man in luxurious clothes was really a bit pitiful!

Zhuge Wuwei returned to the noodle stall amid Yuan Jiutian's profuse thanks, which he expressed as if he wanted to repay him with his life. He looked around, gathered the firewood, boiled a pot of water, and drank it with relish. After he was full, he yawned, glanced worriedly in the direction of the inner city, then lay down on the table and soon fell asleep!

……

squeak...

It seems like history is repeating itself, but this time the target is not Qiye, but Xiaoqian!
She also walked towards the sword furnace like a sleepwalker, taking one deep step and one shallow step!

Behind him, Qiye appeared at some point, followed by a little tail. Xiaoxue followed him closely, looking worriedly at Xiaoqian's erratic back, which seemed to be about to fly away in the next moment, and she was filled with worry: "Saint Lord..."

"Shh..."

Qiye turned around and sternly stopped Xiaoxue from making any sound. Then he turned back immediately and fixed his eyes on Xiaoqian. Naturally, he did not notice that after he turned his head, Xiaoxue looked at him sadly with envy in her eyes!
……

Xiaoqian walked into the Sword Furnace Workshop, crossed the silent courtyard step by step, and entered a sword-making room. As if sensing her arrival, a little flame came out of the extinguished furnace in another adjacent sword-making room, and the Gan Jiang sword also began to tremble!

Qiye, who had arrived here, paused in his tracks, his body swayed, a mist covered his eyes, and he turned inexplicably, as if he was attracted, towards Gan Jiang's sword-making room.

"Holy Lord..."

Xiaoxue called out like a whisper, and at the same time quickly reached out to grab Qiye's sleeve. Qiye was shocked and sweating profusely. He looked deeply into the sword-making room that seemed to have magic and was still trying to influence him. His complex gaze penetrated the thick wall and saw the Gan Jiang sword inserted in the furnace, which kept vibrating, as if talking to him!

His soul told him that he must listen, otherwise he would regret it for the rest of his life, but his heart told him that Xiaoqian was right next to him, and he would regret it for the rest of his life if something happened to her!
So, in the difficult choice between his soul and heart, he decisively followed his heart, withdrew his gaze, resisted the disturbance in his soul, and walked firmly towards Moye's sword-making room!

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped. He was worried about disturbing Xiaoqian, and also felt guilty for no reason, so he didn't dare to go in!
He looked inside through the open door. Xiaoqian was standing in front of the stove. There was nothing in the stove, but it made him feel strangely familiar. It quickly overlapped with the scene that suddenly flashed through his mind...

Immediately afterwards, those fragments of memory that had appeared here without reason before and suddenly appeared after touching the Gan Jiang Sword reappeared. He couldn't suppress the sadness. The flickering and unclear fragments of memory in his mind were also gradually surfacing. He was eager to get the truth and took the initiative to get deeply involved. His eyes became unfocused...

(End of this chapter)