Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

Was it a dream?
Just think of it as a nightmare.

The Mishi Land is actually not as good as its name suggests. The scorching sun bakes the scorched earth, and the sea breeze blows in with the stench of rotten fish. The entire Dayi Mine Wharf is like a huge rotten steamer.

Nan Fuguang opened his eyes again, and not surprisingly found himself back in the Tianzi wing. The window was half open, and the hawking sounds from the street could be heard from time to time. The freshly brewed fragrant tea was at hand, and the white mist was rising and drifting in the house.

There was only Yan Ji'an standing by the window in the room, and Lu Sang was nowhere to be found. Nan Fuguang immediately guessed that she had returned just when Lu Sang was about to bring Xue Pinggui back...
This node is well chosen.

After all, what will happen in every moment will be like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins and cannot be controlled. In the end, she will become a fox that can only scream and rage helplessly.

Nan Fuguang stood up and Yan Jian turned around.

When he met that pair of quiet black eyes, Nan Fuguang felt that it was both familiar and strange. He moved his lips and wanted to call him "Master", but found that he couldn't utter a word no matter how hard he tried. Before that, he was already shrouded in another wave of powerlessness and fear.

Yan Ji'an knows everything about the Dayi Mine.

This is not surprising.

Yan Ji'an himself is a special existence. Many people say that he actually possesses the memories of his past life now. Except that he has not yet completely transcended the tribulation and become a true dragon, he is the genuine true dragon immortal who existed before the Shatuo Likong Tree withered.
Nowadays, the Three Realms and Six Paths have been replaced by generations. Strictly speaking, even the current leader of the Immortal Alliance is just his descendant who knows how many generations ago...
He holds an extraordinary status, sitting at the head of the entire Three Realms and Six Paths, his status above the laws of the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree.

Yunshang Immortal has retained too many memories from ancient times. He has personally experienced the birth and withering of the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree. In his eyes, all living beings may be just passing visitors.

So he may be the only outsider who knows and understands what the Great Sun Mine is all about.

So it didn't seem surprising that he knew what the monster imprisoned inside was. In fact, based on his estimation of strength, he couldn't rule out the possibility that the mysterious monster was captured by him personally...
And for so many years, he chose to stand idly by and watch the Dayi Mine and the commander Duan Nan who left the "Kingfisher's Nest" and ran away to the Dayi Mine to become the mountain king.

What would happen if the Immortal Alliance knew about this?
Would they regard him as an accomplice to the evil because he remained silent about the secrets of the mining area?

Nan Fuguang's mind was in a mess, and she didn't know how to face Yan Ji'an for a moment. For a moment, she wanted to persuade him to surrender as soon as possible, but when the words came to her lips, she felt like she was going crazy -

What can the Immortal Alliance do to Yan Ji'an?
Now the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree is waiting for him to revive it, and the entire Three Realms and Six Paths are waiting for him to save them.
The Immortal Alliance didn't dare to do anything to him.

Anyway, even if the power of the "Kingfisher's Nest" is used up, it cannot do anything to him, a leader in the Immortal Transformation Stage who is just one step away from transcending the calamity.

This guy could totally be an outlaw.

There is no solution to this question.

"Riri?"

Nan Fuguang stood up shakily and waved his hands, as if he was answering him but more like talking to himself.

"I should go back. I suddenly remembered that I looked at the almanac today and it said 'not suitable for going out'. I think I should -"

Seeing that Nan Fuguang was really leaving, Yan Ji'an was a little surprised. After all, she was very aggressive when she came. This time, because the atmosphere was peaceful, he did not use the "closing the door and letting the dog out" trick again, but just said "wait a minute".

The next moment, she stopped beside Nan Fuguang who was standing in front of the door, and her fingers wrapped around her wrist like a snake, and she shivered uncontrollably.

She resisted his touch more than she thought, and turned around and shook his hand off: "Don't touch me!"

Yunshang Xianzun, who was pushed away unexpectedly, took a step back, tilted his head in confusion, leaned over slightly, and quickly grabbed Nan Fuguang who was trying to retreat. This time, he tightened his grip on her wrist and held her tighter without giving her a chance to refuse.

"RiRi, are you still angry with me? It was my fault for not listening to your request that day. Please be magnanimous and forgive me this time."

A slow and gentle voice sounded in his ears, and the content was very absurd. It took Nan Fuguang a long time to realize that it was Yan Ji'an who was speaking.
He apologized?
The Immortal Master Yunshang, who has been high and mighty all his life and looks down on everyone as equals and ants, wants to apologize?

"Follow me back to Yuntian Sect." Yan Ji'an paused, "I heard you said that matters related to the Great Sun Mine should be reported to the Immortal Alliance... Although I don't know the details, let's go back and discuss it in detail. Do you think it's feasible?"

I don't think it will work.

Nan Fuguang carefully recalled what happened before this point. She recalled the incident at the Da Ri Mine before Lu Sang brought the gambler here, and she had just anxiously told the beginning of it.

From Yan Ji'an's perspective in the current timeline, the whole thing was probably that she mentioned that there was something fishy about the Dayi Mine, and he hesitated to report it to the Immortal Alliance without even hearing what the fishy thing was. She immediately became unhappy and stood up to leave.

At this time, he slightly raised his head, and the two looked at each other in silence for a moment. Nan Fuguang shook his head firmly, and tried to pull his wrist out of the other's hand, and suddenly asked a question.

"Did you ask someone to put the big sunflower on my desk?"

For a moment, Yan Ji'an did not answer her immediately.

He just looked at her with some confusion, as if he was somewhat curious about the significance of this question.

The chest that had been pressed so hard that it couldn't breathe seemed to be completely drained, losing its basic function of rising and falling... Nan Fuguang swallowed hard, feeling a sense of stiffness all over his body, and said, "Whatever you want to do, I appreciate your kindness, but I won't agree."

As Nan Fuguang spoke, he used all his strength to firmly pull his wrist out of Yan Ji'an's hand.

"I can't agree to this." Her voice was a little hoarse. "Trading life for life, regardless of whether the other person dies or not, that's just worthless human life... We cultivators shouldn't do this. It's not right."

In my impression, Nan Fuguang, the eldest senior sister of the Yuntian Sect, is always arrogant and domineering, walking with her nose in the air and her fangs bared.

She had never been like this before. She seemed to be indulging in some unknown panic. Her eye sockets and nose tip were red, and her pale lips were a little swollen from biting herself...
She hung her head dejectedly, looking frustrated and pathetic.
The look she gave him was no longer respectful or pure as before.

This made Yan Ji'an frightened for no reason.

Yan Jian originally wanted to ask her how she knew that the method he had come up with was to use her to obtain the Da Ri Mine Contract in exchange for a token and then find someone to "exchange life for life" with her. However, when the words came to his lips, he suddenly realized: "You just used a time converter?"

Nan Fuguang stood stiffly where he was.

Yan Jian leaned closer, seeing that the corners of her lips were pursed tightly, and his fingertips touched her lightly as if he couldn't control himself.

"Ri Ri, what happened just now?"

I don’t know what the connection is between dragons and snakes. He is always like a cold-blooded animal, and even his hands are cold.
Once you touch the soft and warm lips, you can't move away.

Yan Ji'an showed the stubbornness that was unique to the dragon clan, and rubbed the corner of her lips with the tip of his thumb. His fingers, which were used to wielding swords, were naturally rough, as if he wanted to smooth out the loss.

"Come back with me."

The deep voice was slightly persuasive, and the unique cold fragrance of Yunshang Xianzun was suppressed as he leaned over, and his aura gradually enveloped the person in front of him -

When the other person's fingertips pressed on her lips, she felt a burning pain.

Nan Fuguang came back to his senses, and like a startled bird, he slapped the other person's hand away.

With a sharp metallic sound, the dagger, whose blade had been roughened, was even pressed between the two people.

Yan Ji'an's eyes dropped from the broken dagger that was almost against his nose to Nan Fuguang's pale face.

When Lu Sang returned from outside with Xue Pinggui, he pushed open the door of the wing room and was stunned when he saw the two people who were so close to each other in the wing room that they were about to touch each other.

From her perspective, she couldn't see the dagger between the two of them, nor the sudden coldness and tension... Obviously she had misunderstood something. The face of the little sister from Yuntian Sect suddenly turned pale, and then her eyes silently turned red.

Nan Fuguang turned his head and saw Xue Pinggui standing at the farthest point outside the door, ready to slide down but finding the atmosphere wrong and looking confused. Shen Feng looked fragile and about to cry.
There was also a real dragon standing in front of her, with his eyes downcast and a blank expression, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry...

What a huge Shura field.

Her stiff neck began to hurt, so she put away the dagger and quickly got out of the range where Yan Jianke could grab her. She decisively spread her legs and turned to leave.

……

Nan Fuguang rolled and crawled down the stairs to the first floor of the tavern. The butcher had just drunk half of the pot of wine.

As soon as he picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks, Nan Fuguang rushed up to him aggressively and asked him in a bad tone what he did after knocking her out that took so long. Otherwise, she could have gone back to the point before she opened the door of the compartment and turned around and left.

The butcher was scolded by her sudden attack.

But luckily he was used to her mood swings.

The man raised his eyelids, a smile still on his lips, and was about to ask her what she had done again, as if he had caught fire... However, when his eyes swept across her face, his smile suddenly paused, and the arc of his upturned lips flattened a little.

The sentence that I wanted to ask her what she did just now turned into asking her if she was a dog that could never stop eating dirty things. Nan Fuguang: “?”

Nan Fuguang, who failed to scold others but was scolded instead, choked. The anger on her face suddenly died down and was replaced by confusion. She blinked and asked, "What? What did you say? What's wrong with me?"

The butcher didn't say anything, but his eyes passed lightly across her lips again. The color of her lips was different from her usual light-colored lips, so it was no wonder that he thought too much.

However, he did not say anything else. He had always been very good at "respecting the fate of others". But before he continued to say anything, he went over it again in his mind, just as a reminder to himself.

He shook his head, put down his chopsticks, stood up, and said calmly: "It's okay, let's go back."

Across the table, Nan Fuguang stared at him with wide eyes and shook his head. He suddenly felt that retribution in this life would come very quickly.

She is so upset now that Yan Ji'an probably wanted to hit someone when he saw her shaking her head just now.

She moved her lips and wanted to ask the butcher what was wrong with him, but the man with long arms and legs had already passed her by and left the tavern.

Nan Fuguang cried out, "Ah!" The butcher didn't even bother to look back at her, so she had no choice but to turn around and chase after him...
When they came here, they could still walk side by side, but when they came back, because the person walking in front did not slow down, she almost had to run and jump behind him.

The two walked one after the other. Along the way, the silent atmosphere made Nan Fuguang feel a little uncomfortable. She frequently turned her head to look at the person next to her. Finally, one time she saw a tiny wound on his cheek.

It was clearly caused by the sword energy.

She was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with your face?"

The butcher was silent for a moment and did not answer immediately. What was annoying was that he just looked straight ahead and did not show any intention of paying attention to her. Nan Fuguang then reached out and pulled his sleeve relentlessly.

The latter raised his hand and easily pulled the rough cloth away from her, but at least he stopped moving forward.

He lowered his head and looked at her, with almost no emotion on his face.

The man seemed to still have a faint smile on his lips, but based on Nan Fuguang's understanding of him, he probably didn't have much intention of smiling at this expression. The sense of alienation that drove people's hearts emerged again...

She hadn't felt this way in a long time.

She felt a little awkward and gradually became uneasy, and the soles of her shoes rubbed against the ground unconsciously several times.

"I didn't do anything. I just asked your master and junior sister to show mercy and let us go after you fell unconscious."

A calm voice sounded in her ears, and it took Nan Fuguang a moment to realize that he was answering her original question.

She exclaimed "Ah". To be honest, she couldn't imagine how he looked when "asking" others. The logic was also a bit strange. After all, he was just a mortal, and he was facing the ceiling of the world of immortal cultivation at that time.

"Your sister didn't want to," the butcher said, "so she drew her sword."

Nan Fuguang didn't care about the feeling of incongruity when he heard that. He reflexively fixed his eyes and looked back in the direction of the tavern.

"The Ninth Life of a Cat" was invented by the eldest sister of the Yuntian Sect in her childhood. It has the instability of time conversion. It is not uncommon for the things that happened in the previous timeline to be accidentally retained and folded into the new timeline...
Nan Fuguang was even thinking, now she only saw a bloodstain, could it be that in the previous timeline, Lu Sang stabbed the butcher through?
Although she is just a novice cultivator, she is no match for the Divine Phoenix and is making rapid progress. Now that she is a foundation-building cultivator, can't it be easy for her to bully a mortal?
Thinking of this, Nan Fuguang looked back at the tavern, and his desire to go back and settle the score with Lu Sang became even stronger.

——It’s true that his cultivation level has improved rapidly, but he has also learned the bad habits of those cultivators rapidly? How long has it been since he could casually draw his sword against unarmed mortals? Yan Ji’an only teaches people how to draw swords but not how to have a good outlook on life?

Nan Fuguang looked unhappy: "What's the point of you doing all this? You can just use the time converter directly."

"The situation was urgent and I forgot about it."

The butcher explained lightly, took out the time converter from his arms, and hung the black fox pendant with the two remaining tails back on Nan Fuguang's neck.

The strong knot seemed to still carry the warmth of his palm.

Nan Fuguang subconsciously raised her hand and brushed the two tails of the black fox. She felt an unknown emotion surging in her heart. She couldn't tell why. She couldn't accept the butcher asking someone for help for something related to her.

Although he only mentioned the matter briefly without giving any details.

She bit her lip and said, "Is this what makes you unhappy?"

She thought the butcher might give her an awkward answer, but he was silent for a moment and answered decisively, "No."

Nan Fuguang looked up at him.

"I just didn't expect that after all the injustice I suffered in exchange for a chance to use a time-turner, the first thing you did after returning was to be intimate with your master."

"?"

"Why don't you just follow him back to Yuntian Sect?"

"???"

Nan Fuguang’s forehead was full of question marks.

The other party's tone was too calm. He said "suffering a lot of grievances" but there didn't seem to be much grievance in his tone. However, it didn't prevent Nan Fuguang from feeling as if he had stepped into space. He stared at his face and refused to miss any changes. He said seriously: "I don't know what you imagined, but I didn't get close to him."

It was a sunny day, and the radiant sun was roasting the earth like a furnace, but the atmosphere between the two people became increasingly low, and at this moment it was as cool as the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.

The butcher's eyebrows drooped slightly, and he said "Oh" slowly. After a while, he seemed to not want to continue arguing about this matter, and lowered his voice slightly and said, "Got it."

His unilateral compromise did not save the solemn relationship between the two that was about to wither.

In fact, it seemed like this was the first time he had acted so cold since he had met this man.

He didn't do this even when he rejected her friend request and picked her up from the wonton stall and threw her out the door.

Nan Fuguang's throat rolled, she was quite mad, she never thought there was someone in the world who was as stubborn as her. The people around her were really kind to her by not beating her to death all these years.

"I just said a few words to him and then came down to see you." She stared at the overly handsome and indifferent profile of the man beside her, and argued feebly, "It's only been a short time since I came back and came to you. Don't you know that?"

The more he spoke, the more it sounded like a husband explaining to his wife that he had not yet cheated on her.

The butcher just said "Oh" again and smiled perfunctorily at her, as if he didn't hear a word she said.

Seeing this smile, Nan Fuguang's anger flared up. She thought to herself, where is my time converter? I might as well use it one more time. This time, I will go back to the tavern and directly climb over the railing from the second floor to his table, trying not to waste even a moment.

Nan Fuguang was so angry that he was gasping for breath.

She stomped her feet childishly on the spot, and then realized that the man didn't even stop walking, let alone appreciate her temper. She kicked a stone at her feet and followed him in a rage.

Just when she was speechless and the hair on her head was about to stand up, at this time, a voice came from not far away, "Pig killer, give me back my senior sister" -

They both turned their heads and saw a deer sang floating down from the second-floor window of the tavern behind them.
Behind the window, Yan Ji'an stood leaning against it, looking into the distance, his eyes resting between Nan Fuguang and the butcher.

Without giving it time to think, Nan Fuguang grabbed a dagger from his Qiankun bag and stood in front of the butcher.

The monk's eyesight was so excellent that even from such a long distance, she saw Yan Jinan's hand that was holding the window frame tighten slightly, and veins bulged on the back of his hand.

"Big Sister, please come back with us and stop making Master worry!"

Lusang came running with a sword in hand.

A butcher let out an ambiguous sigh from behind him, and said calmly, "It's really haunting you."

In a flash, Nan Fuguang connected together some seemingly unrelated things, and suddenly came to an earth-shattering conclusion without any logic -

What do you mean?
Could it be that the butcher was acting like that just now because he was jealous?
Unfortunately, Nan Fuguang was unable to ask this question.

She just turned around and glared at the butcher in horror, as if he was standing behind her and stabbed her out of the blue. When the man raised his eyebrows and looked back in confusion, an unprecedented loud noise came from the direction of the Dayi Mine behind them.

(End of this chapter)