My enemies became my companions

Chapter 99 Waiting for someone
Chen Yi hasn't figured out how to deal with Yin Weiying yet.

But no matter what, since I saved her life, I have to take revenge on her with interest.

If she settles down in the future...

Forget it, let’s talk about it later.

Seeing how frightened she was now, Chen Yi stopped forcing her, and softened his voice, as if he had some feeling:

"The more I practice, the less I see myself. It's like climbing over mountains and asking at the top: Where did my original self go? The path to immortality is long and difficult. The Buddhists say, 'All things are impermanent, and there is no self in all dharmas, only then can one attain nirvana.' The Taoists even have the practice method of 'beheading the three corpses to become a saint.' But if you forget about yourself, what good will the great path do you?"

After hearing this, Yin Weiying raised his head and looked at him in astonishment.
"You actually...know all this?"

It seemed like she was looking at this ordinary person in her eyes like this for the first time.

Chen Yi sneered:
"What else? Like you, I'll be stupid enough to turn myself into stone?"

Yin Weiying was speechless and curled up for a while.

After a moment, Chen Yi grabbed her hands and separated them.

I have to say, she tastes good, has a soft body, and is a beauty.

Compared to him, Yin Tingxue is still a little immature.

The nun subconsciously struggled a few times, but heard him say:
"Hmm? You don't remember who is who, and you want to forget who Yin Weiying is?"

The Goddess Taihua was silent as a cicada and had to remember "I am me" once again.

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Yin Tingxue was a little panicked.

She felt that the face of Jian Jia beside her was gradually becoming gloomy.

Intentionally or unintentionally, she tilted her ear to listen, and then a rustling sound reached her ears. Yin Tingxue's lips trembled slightly and her face flushed.

How could he be so... shameless? !

Breaking out in cold sweat, the daughter of King Xiang could only curse Chen Yi in her heart.

She stood there for a while, feeling very uncomfortable. From time to time, she turned her eyes to look at Zhou Yitang, then looked down at the ground. Her legs were trembling and she almost wanted to walk away.

After a long time, Yin Tingxue heard a soft sigh.

"Still... we're acting too hastily."

Turning around, Yin Tingxue saw that Jianjia's expression had returned to normal.

She breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is...what happened?"

"His laying of corpses is extraordinary."

The calm words fell into Yin Tingxue's ears.

After reading Buddhist and Taoist scriptures, Yin Tingxue knew that the lower corpse among the three corpses was the easiest to behead. Many people never encounter beauty in their entire lives and are immersed in the busyness of daily life. Naturally, they will have an epiphany and the lower corpse will be beheaded by itself.

"He is indeed very lustful..."

Yin Tingxue muttered.

Perhaps it was because they shared the same suffering, she felt a little sympathy for Yin Weiying who was suffering so badly.

Will Chen Yi be nicer to Sister Weiying in the future?

Yin Tingxue kept thinking,

She was a little confused. She felt that she had some status in Chen Yi's heart, but not much. After all, he had not taken her back to Yintai Temple yet.

After thinking about it carefully, Yin Tingxue realized that the problem was not with Chen Yi, but with King Jing's daughter.

If Sister Weiying is like me, who knows...

The girl more or less knew that although he was a bad guy, he was actually a soft-hearted person. If he was not soft-hearted, she would have the chance to persuade him and maybe he would soften.

"Let's go."

Zhou Yitang's voice interrupted Yin Tingxue's thoughts.

"Where to?"

"deep."

Zhou Yitang turned around.

Yu Zhen Yuan Jun got what she wanted, but she didn’t have it yet.

She had waited a lifetime, a hundred years.

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After another while.

"Min Ning is a woman."

Chen Yi whispered in her ear.

Yin Weiying trembled, her legs aching as she stood up and she almost fell back. Chen Yi subconsciously helped her up and she finally stood firm. "Both a dragon and a phoenix, she is really... a woman?"

Yin Weiying's lips moved.

"if not?"

Chen Yi casually pinched the ends of her hair.

"But she is clearly in the prophecy..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yi said calmly:

"Perhaps that prophecy was just a deliberate arrangement by someone with ulterior motives."

Upon hearing this, Yin Weiying stood there in a daze, his eyes wide open.

It was because the prophecy came from the mouth of her teacher, Yu Zhen Yuan Jun.

She was as pale as paper.

Chen Yi didn't care what she was thinking. He let go of her hair, helped her put on her clothes, and said calmly:
"Emperor Yin Luan, from today on, I hope you will take care of yourself."

The nun trembled slightly. She glanced at Chen Yi, then quickly lowered her head, not daring to even look him in the eye. After a long moment, she said bitterly:

"What do you mean by 'take care of yourself'? 'Do you want me to come to your house every month?'"

"Use your own judgment."

Chen Yi sneered.

“…every ten days?”

Yin Weiying stammered.

Chen Yi didn't reply.

Seeing him like this, Yin Weiying finally gave in. She bowed her head and spoke in a nearly collapsed voice:
"Every... every rest day."

Officials in the court of Dayu had the most rest days of any dynasty, with ninety-eight days of rest in a year.

Every other day off, he would have to give him all the Taoism he had worked so hard to gain, and he could only pick up the bits and pieces that slipped through his fingers... Even if Yin Weiying had a strong heart of Taoism, he felt like crying but had no tears at this moment.

Chen Yi studied her expression carefully.

Yin Tingxue would still secretly harbor a grudge, but now she didn't even dare to hate.

"After you go back, try to dissuade your father... But think about it, he probably won't dare to continue to kill me."

Chen Yi turned around, just thought about it for a moment, and then strode towards Lin Wanlang who was unconscious on the ground.

After holding the young lady from the Lin family in his arms, Chen Yi just glanced at her pale face and did not touch her.

After all… Sage time.

Chen Yi turned his head and saw Queen An standing on the altar, stroking the broken bronze tripod absentmindedly.

"Waiting for someone..."

Tushan sang softly.

That was the ancient Nanyin. Hou looked at the person who had never returned home.

Chen Yi strode towards An Hou who was standing beside the three-legged twin-dragon cauldron.

"Yi Er..."

Feeling his approach, Tu Shan said without turning back.

"It's me, my lady."

Chen Yi hesitated for a while, and said:
"I am not Qi, and you are not Tushan..."

Queen An was in a trance, and Chen Yi couldn't tell for a moment whether it was her or Tushan who was in a trance.

"No problem..."

After a long time, she finally said, her tone was so complicated that it was hard to imagine.

"Stay with mother for a while...be mother and son for a while."

Chen Yi's eyes trembled slightly, then he nodded gently and said:
"it is good."

He will eventually leave the underground palace, and Tushan will not occupy the body of Queen Mother Dayu forever.

"Waiting for someone, waiting for someone..."

As for Qi, who was riding on the bronze dragon chariot in the mural, he had already killed the three corpses and gained immortality, and ascended to heaven, never to return to this vast world again.

North of the Huai River and south of Tushan, Tushan once looked into the distance and sang "Hou Ren Xi Yi", waiting for Dayu. Now she is gazing into the distance in the underground palace and still singing. Everything... seems like a reincarnation.

“…waiting for someone!”

Tushan burst into tears.
There are always mothers in the world who will never wait for their children to return home.

(End of this chapter)