I am a villain and have been captured. Why are the fairies asking me to come out?

It seemed vaguely that there was a young man in a green robe sitting down on a cushion, holding a jade slip and reading with his eyes closed for a while. His tired brows relaxed a little, but not long after, he stood up again and hurried out the door.

Maybe he read it over and over again, or maybe... he just read it piecemeal. I don't know if he had time to see the end of the story in the end.

Her mind left this jade slip and turned to the next one.

This is another ordinary novel, but it is just a story about a scholar who gave up writing to join the army and finally became a general who protects the country.

Nothing special about it.

The jade slip looked very new and was placed a little far away, probably because I hadn't had time to start reading it.

After reading several jade slips in succession, the contents were all similar vernacular novels. Qian Qiuxue's brows furrowed even more.

How could the evil cult leader, who has done so much evil, be so bored as to read such a vulgar story?

She patiently used her spiritual sense to probe the last one.

"This is..." Qian Qiuxue's face suddenly turned red. She had never seen such a shameless thing.

The pink scenery is extremely charming, and the white bodies are intertwined, but it is a scene of many beautiful girls making love.

"Absolutely ridiculous!"

If Qian Qiuxue had not been worried about attracting the attention of outsiders, she would have crushed it with her divine sense.

The color of this jade slip was also a bit darker, much darker than the previous one. She couldn't imagine how many times that person had read it.

The portrait of the cult leader in my mind began to peel off some paint again, revealing a face that was no longer the cold and evil ghost face, but a face that had the same emotions and desires as a mortal.

Looking at the vague face, Qian Qiuxue suddenly felt a little breathless. She didn't want to stay in this place any longer, as if there was something terrible hidden in those clichéd books.

Her spiritual consciousness came to another stone chamber.

This stone room was very spacious, about ten feet deep, and most of it was filled with various documents. There was an open space in the middle, where a desk and a carpet were placed, and an oil lamp was lit on the side.

Not everyone can afford a jade slip. The people below don't have the financial resources, so they write a document and present it.

But the report document could have been given to subordinates to review, so why is it here?

Her divine sense swept over the documents, which were mostly about trivial matters... such as how the harvest was in a certain place in Zhongzhou, how the road construction was going, how many people had increased in population this year, how many people had died, and why...

Each document also had a reply on it, which contained some measures and methods. The handwriting was very dense, and some were even replaced by symbols with unknown meanings. He should have written it for himself. There were too many documents, so he wrote it in this way so as not to forget them.

In addition to the mountains of documents, there were also many jade slips in the stone chamber. Qian Qiuxue flipped through them one by one. They all had basically similar contents, but they were presented by higher-level subordinates, such as the helmsman.

In addition to daily trivial matters, there are also a few proposals in the jade slips for external expansion and attacking nearby righteous sects, and they list many benefits of doing so.

Almost all the sects and schools close to the Demon Cult are listed on it.

But those wars never became history.

Qian Qiuxue thought that she could uncover the conspiracy hidden deep within the Demon Cult, or at least find some clues and leads from it, but the documents and jade slips before her were so plain.

Humph, maybe he really hid it very deeply...

Qian Qiuxue was unwilling to believe that the leader of the Demon Cult had been doing these insignificant things for many years.

She recalled what Mr. Bai said before he disappeared.

The common people... the nine continents are at peace...

How could they possibly care about the same things?

She tried to stop herself from thinking about it, but without her noticing, a few more cracks appeared on the dam in her heart.

Qian Qiuxue could clearly hear the sound of something shattering, as if something was peeling off and falling to the ground like dry sand, irreversibly crushing into ashes.

She didn't dare look at the leader's face in the portrait again.

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a moment had passed.

Qian Qiuxue didn't know what mood she was in when she came to the last stone chamber.

When her spiritual sense reached there, she inexplicably felt a mysterious feeling that made Qian Qiuxue's spiritual sense pass over the dazzling array of jade slips and stone carvings and look directly at an inconspicuous parchment roll placed in the corner.

"Heavenly Forbidden Law..."

She read softly the title on the scroll.

"Yin and Yang incarnate."

Chapter 41: Today I recognize the person in my memory

Note before reading this chapter: The soul-traveling setting of the first chapter was modified a week ago. The current setting is that the protagonist of this book was reincarnated and replaced the leader of the demon cult in the original novel world. The protagonist awakened his past life memories ten years ago. The protagonist entered the outer sect of Yuheng more than thirty years ago. The leader loved the protagonist alone from beginning to end.

Because it is related to the content of this chapter, and considering that some readers may not have noticed the hint at the end of the previous chapter, I will note it here.

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"Yin and Yang incarnation..."

Qian Qiuxue recited the name of the secret technique sluggishly.

Chi Jian on the ground had recovered half of his body and was looking at the silver-haired woman not far away with surprise and suspicion.

He was wondering, what kind of terrible thing could those four words be that could make this woman standing at the top of the Nine Continents so panicked?

Qian Qiuxue didn't have the energy to care about him, and let this fragmented Great Wizard be pieced together bit by bit.

What was reflected in her scarlet eyes was no longer the underground palace, but something that did not exist in Xihezhou.

A scroll of animal skin.

Qian Qiuxue's hands suddenly trembled. Her mind was far away on the other side of Jiuzhou, but at this moment it was as if she was holding up a mountain with her hands.

Her mind slowly penetrated the paper, like fingers slowly peeling it apart. A long time had passed, and the tiny words had faded, but they still pierced her eyes like a knife.

"Use great magical power to divide yin and yang, take a strand of each yin and yang energy, one for the yang body, called Bai, with white hair and white pupils, and looks like an ordinary person, the other for the yin body..."

The contents that followed were not important anymore. These tiny words seemed to have been reorganized into a picture, turning into white feathers flying all over the sky under the bright full moon. She was stunned there, and even forgot to think about where the other Yin body was.

After ten long years, Qian Qiuxue finally knew Mr. Bai's name.

"Yan Mobai..." She tried her best to suppress the broken pain in her heart.

In fact, you should have known this a long time ago.

When he knelt on the floor covered in blood and said he could help her dissolve the poison, or even earlier, when he gave her that look in the hall... or even earlier.

Some of the emotions that were deliberately buried began to take root again. Qian Qiuxue trembled constantly, she remembered the first time she met Mr. Bai ten years ago, a strange man, a strange face under the moonlight, all the warm memories had not yet appeared.

Why didn't she have any vigilance or resistance towards Mr. Bai at that time? Why didn't she investigate his background? Why did she pour out her heart to him like an ordinary woman?

Why did you forget it later?

Qian Qiuxue recalled the green-robed figure from the outer sect of Yuheng back then. Back then, she was that proud and privileged girl who thought that everyone would please her. If she fell in love with someone, the other person would definitely fall in love with her as well.

But he was different. He just turned around and left.

Now Yan Mobai has come to Yuheng Immortal Sect again, but with a different face.

Qian Qiuxue was afraid that the person in front of her would leave like he did in the past, leaving her alone in the cold and desolate hall. She was afraid that on a full-moon night, she would push open the door and find only an empty cushion inside.

Why did he come here...and when will he leave?

He didn't want her to know, and she didn't dare to expose it.

There is only one person in the world that Qian Qiuxue cannot get, but he is the only person Qian Qiuxue desires.

So Qian Qiuxue chose to paint the green robed figure in her memory, depicting him as an unforgivable evil ghost, extremely hideous and ferocious. It seemed that by doing this, she could split him in half.

Half of it was the young man in green robes who she couldn't get, the one who carried all her resentment and hatred. The other half was Mr. Bai, the one she had, who carried all her warmth and love.

Perhaps she did succeed, and got herself lost in the garden maze called fantasy, and never had to see the lonely wasteland outside the garden again... When she pushed open that door, she no longer had to worry or be afraid, because the person inside the door was Mr. Bai, who belonged only to her.

The departing green-robed figure turned into a hideous, vicious evil spirit hiding deep in the garden.

Until the silver hairpin pierced Yan Mobai's back, Qian Qiuxue still could not get out of the maze.

The flowers withered as the evil spirit died.

Qian Qiuxue vaguely recalled Yan Mobai's gaze in the hall, the disappointment and sadness in his dark pupils. It felt very familiar at the time, and it turned out that he had indeed seen it before. In those pure white eyes under the moonlight, he said: It's a pity that you didn't understand in the end...

For the sake of the common people... For the peace of Jiuzhou... Have there been many moments when everything Yan Mobai did was also for Qian Qiuxue?

He was disappointed and sad, but not angry. He had always been so gentle in healing her wounds, and even at the last moment he did not blame her...

He was just sad.

Qian Qiuxue stroked her loose silver hair in a daze, and her heart suddenly ached, which was a thousand times more unbearable than the torture of the poison. Sadness seemed to be woven into a thread, wrapping around her heart again and again, tightening continuously.

She held her chest tightly, but the pain did not ease at all. Instead, it became more and more painful.

She felt like she was going to die.

After an unknown amount of time, the pain on Qian Qiuxue's face suddenly disappeared, and her scarlet eyes became at a loss. She put down her hands that were covering her chest, and looked blankly at the shattered underground palace in front of her, and the great wizard who had quietly climbed up and was about to sneak away.

Everything around her suddenly became strange, as if someone had taken all those years away from her memory, making her forget what she had done. She looked around helplessly like a little girl, and for a moment she fell into deep confusion, not understanding why she was in this gloomy underground palace.

Shouldn't she rest in the patriarch's hall on the top of Yuheng Mountain? Although it was cold and lonely there, at least there was a room where Mr. Bai was waiting for her. As long as she pushed open the door, she would see him sitting quietly and gently on the futon, his white clothes reflecting the snow-like moonlight...

It was so warm there, and it was so cold here. She didn't want to stay here any longer. She wanted to go back to Mr. Bai... She wanted to sleep next to him for a while...

but……

Qian Qiuxue suddenly became worried again.

Today is not a full moon night. Will Mr. Bai let her in?

Probably, she would just sleep there for a while, not saying anything, and wouldn't disturb him...

Mr. Bai will definitely agree, he is so gentle.

He never rejected her.

A smile gradually appeared on Qian Qiuxue's pale face, and she was immersed in the beautiful and peaceful fantasy.

Mr. Bai was still sitting on the futon, waiting for her to come back. Jiuzhou was also very stable, there was no war, and nothing had happened.

She was about to turn into light and fly out of the underground palace, when suddenly many mysterious symbols flashed before her eyes, like a formation, and then a blood-stained silver hairpin fell into her hand.

Holding the cool hairpin, all the memories suddenly came flooding back to her mind. Qian Qiuxue stood there in a daze, and then began to frantically look through the scenes in her memory.

"How could I possibly..."

She opened her eyes wide, unwilling to believe that she had done all this.

Why did we have to conquer the Western Regions? Why did we start the war between immortals and demons?

Why did she stab the silver hairpin into his back?

Qian Qiuxue couldn't think of a reason, so she didn't dare to explore further, fearing that she would fall into the abyss of madness. She slowly squatted down and covered her face with her hands. In a daze, she gradually felt that maybe she had already gone crazy, but never realized it.

A woman's sobbing was heard in the underground palace. The Great Wizard turned around in shock and looked at the woman who was holding a silver hairpin and sobbing.

Can't think any more...

Qian Qiuxue tried hard to suppress the sadness in her heart. This was a knot that she could never untie, and the end of the rope was held in the hand of the white-haired boy.

She had to see him...even though she knew some things were irreversible.

She stood up, ignoring the tears on her face, and slightly opened her bloodless lips, speaking in a weak and trembling voice: "The most confidential matter of the Ministry of Witches... apart from the successive Grand Witch Lords, who else knows?"

The Great Wizard paused in his attempt to escape, suppressed the fear in his heart, and spoke impatiently.

"We are subordinates of the Demon Cult, so no matter how big the secret is, we must report it to the Demon Cult leader... Isn't that guy in your hands? You can go ask him, why bother me?"

There was no reply from Qian Qiuxue for a long time.

Chi Jian turned back hesitantly, only to see that the entire underground palace was empty, without a single human figure.

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Tiandingzhou, within the territory of Yaoguang Sect.

A dazzling ray of light fell from the sky, smashing into the mountains and forests like a meteorite, splashing up huge clouds of dust like a stone hitting water.

Gravel and dirt fell down and hit the figure in white skirt in the middle of the pit.

The girl held the leader tightly in her arms, using her thin back to bear all the blows from the rain of stones.

"Master..."