dtnovels Chapter 206 Later
Chapter 206 Later
Chapter 206 Later
The snow was falling heavily, and apart from the homeless and those silently waiting to die, almost no one came out.
In the vast white world, Wenli was like a small black dot on a white sheet of paper.
Si Xiaxia finally logged into the system, only to see her poor host walking alone in the snow.
"Host? Where's Shen Yingsi? Why are you all alone? Aren't you cold? It's snowing so heavily, you should find somewhere to shelter from the snow. If you can't find shelter, at least put on a cloak! Your face is all red from the cold!"
"Host? Host? Can you hear me? Host? I'm back! Host, can you hear me?"
"Huh, why can't I hear anything? Everything seems fine on my end."
No matter what Si Xiaxia said, Wen Li acted as if she couldn't hear her and just kept walking forward. Si Xiaxia thought that she had quarreled with Shen Yingsi and was in a bad mood, so she asked again, "Host, where is Second Master? I haven't seen Second Master."
Surely she wouldn't be angry with the Second Master too.
This time, Wen Li seemed to hear her voice and stopped.
"Host, can you hear me? Host..."
"He's dead, Second Master is dead."
"What! How is this possible? You are all so strong, how could anyone have hurt Second Master..."
Before Si Xiaxia could even process the news of Second Master's death, she saw Wen Li pull out a long hairpin from somewhere and point it at her neck.
"Si Xiaxia, Second Master is dead. Now get out of here and never come back to this world."
"Host! What are you doing! I, I'm here to help you."
"Help? How can an outsider like you help? You'd better get out of here! You're not welcome here!"
"Host, what's wrong? Host, please don't say that, I didn't mean any harm. I'm sorry I haven't been by your side these past few days, this device has malfunctioned... Host!"
Before Si Xiaxia could finish speaking, Wen Li gripped the hairpin and plunged it fiercely into her own neck, her movements swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. A gush of blood spurted out, and she collapsed to the ground, sinking into the thick snow, staining the area crimson.
Si Xiaxia panicked and shouted in alarm, "Host, host! What are you doing! Host, why are you doing this! You'll die! Don't you want to die...?"
Wen Li's consciousness became blurred, and her breath became weak.
"Si Xiaxia, get out of here, and don't come back again..."
"Waaaaah... Host, don't die. Quickly use the medicine to stop the bleeding, stop the bleeding quickly! Hurry, host, I don't want you to die! Please save yourself, waaaaah... Host! Host! Can you still hear me? Wen Li! Wen Li, I won't let you die! Wen Li..."
Si Xiaxia's voice faded into the distance, and Wen Li's vision blurred, but she could still barely make out the sky where snowflakes were falling.
Snow fell on their bodies and faces, gradually burying them.
Perhaps she should have died quietly on some winter day long ago. The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and she thought she should let the falling snow bury her...
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The snow quickly buried the person completely, and even the bloodstains disappeared without a trace.
The snow stopped, and a sudden noise came from beneath the thick snow. A moment later, a person with long, loose hair emerged from the snow.
Wen Li certainly didn't die; she knew very well that Si Xiaxia wouldn't abandon her, but she guessed that Si Xiaxia probably wouldn't have the energy to come back to this world.
She used all her energy to save her.
“Si Xiaxia…”
Wen Li tried calling out in her mind, but this time no one answered her.
Wen Li raised her hand and touched the scabbed wound, feeling somewhat sad. She looked at the snow in front of her and her lips moved slightly: "Si Xiaxia, never see you again."
Wen Li struggled to pull her legs out of the snow. Looking at the vast white world, she continued to walk forward with difficulty, falling down and getting up again. Her back was thin but resilient.
A lone figure walks through the snow. Where is she going? She doesn't know, but she keeps moving forward, and her destination seems to gradually become clearer.
In just over a month, she traveled from the clouds to Zishui City in the South China Sea.
Having weathered a difficult winter, the long-awaited spring has brought hope to people.
She had heard news about Shen Yingsi: that he had returned, that he was about to become emperor, that he had promulgated new policies, and that people were praising and singing his praises…
Along the way, Wen Li could clearly feel the easing of the famine, and Zishui City seemed relatively peaceful.
Wen Li wasn't actually familiar with this place; her childhood memories were mostly of the Wen family's old house. She couldn't remember how big the city was or exactly which direction her house was in.
Wen Li got lost in Zishui. She asked many locals for directions and finally returned to the old house she remembered.
The Wen family was once a renowned family of cultivators, with many outstanding descendants. However, as spiritual energy diminished, so did the number of cultivators. With the Jiang family in the South China Sea, cultivators and demon hunters in the area had no chance to rise to prominence. By the time of Wen's grandfather, the family had long since declined, leaving only this small house. Wen Zhi'en was like a golden phoenix that flew out of this dilapidated household.
She had thought the house was long abandoned, but it still looked so clean and tidy. However, this house didn't seem to look like the Wen family's old house; it was much smaller than she remembered, and why was that wall so low?
Wen Li kept watching the mansion from a distance, not daring to take a single step closer. To be honest, she was a little afraid to go inside.
"girl?"
Suddenly someone called her name. Wen Li subconsciously lowered her head, then remembered that she had already used a disguise technique, and that ordinary people could not see through it unless they had high cultivation levels.
"Is the young lady also here to pay respects to the Jiang family?"
Wen Li looked up and saw a woman. She was a little puzzled: "Are you paying respects to the Jiang family?"
The woman nodded. “Yes, ever since the truth about the Jiang family case came to light two years ago, many people have traveled long distances to our Zishui City to pay their respects to the Jiang family. They are heroes, and of course we cannot forget them.”
"But, not all members of the Jiang family..."
The woman noticed her confusion and continued, "The tomb that Prime Minister Wen built for his wife back then was quite large, and people criticized it at the time. But now everyone is clear-headed, and thankfully the place is big enough, so the court erected a monument there for all the deceased members of the Jiang family."
"where?"
The woman pointed her in a direction, "Go straight ahead, then turn the corner, and follow the path that's covered with ghost talismans on the ground."
"Well, thank you."
Wen Li nodded her thanks, turned to leave but was suddenly stopped.
"wait."
Wen Li turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
The woman asked a strange question, "Girl, why don't you make a fierce expression for me?"
Wen Li froze on the spot upon hearing this.
The woman smiled sheepishly, "I just thought your eyes looked familiar. When I saw you standing here, I thought it was her coming back."
“My family is here, and my husband’s family is behind us. We’re practically neighbors of the Wen family. My husband and I were both bullied by that devil from the Jiang family when we were kids. That she-devil was wicked from a young age. No one in our area has ever escaped her beatings. I had nightmares about her beating people every night when I was little. I can’t forget her eyes. They were round and bulging, like she could stare you to death!”
"Don't be angry when I say your eyes look like hers."
Wen Li smiled and shook her head.
"I'm so sorry, you have such a good temper, you're nothing like her. I misjudged you."
The woman left, talking and laughing.