bayedsolid Chapter 53 Good morning, Mingjue!
Chapter 53 Good morning, Mingjue!
The strong wind was like a huge palm, hitting the bamboo forest outside the yard fiercely. The bamboo leaves swayed wildly in the wind, as if telling an ominous prophecy.
In his sleep, Yao Jia's breathing became rapid, his brows were furrowed, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.
Her dreams became confusing and strange.
Behind the vermilion gate, wailing sounds could be heard one after another, and the sound of sharp blades cutting flesh could be heard from time to time, as if a brutal massacre was taking place.
Suddenly, an arrow came through the wind and headed straight for Yao Jia's face, but at this critical moment, it was caught steadily by a hand.
Yao Jia held the sharp arrow in her hand and looked at the man who shot the arrow. The young man in red was staring at her with a grim gaze, his eyes filled with overwhelming hatred.
“Nangong Jiayao... why did you do such a cruel thing to my entire family!” The voice of the young man in red was full of resentment and anger.
Yao Jia stared with eyes wide open, watching the young man disappear like the wind...
Her voice trembled: "I didn't... I didn't..."
The red door suddenly opened to both sides, and she saw a woman who looked exactly like her, wearing silver armor and holding a sharp blade. Her blood-red eyes flashed with unusual excitement on her ferocious face.
The ground was littered with corpses and blood flowed like a river. It was a horrific sight.
Yao Jia was so shocked by the scene that she stepped back repeatedly, her voice trembling even more: "No... no... no... it's not me..."
However, the woman kept approaching, her figure gradually blurred, and finally became transparent.
Then the corpses on the ground slowly stood up, shouting one after another: "Nangong Jiayao... give me back my life..."
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Yao Jia was terrified, her heartbeat echoing in her ears. She struggled to wake up from the dream, but found herself trapped in the dream and unable to break free.
The corpses surrounded her, reaching out to grab her, tearing at her flesh and devouring her remaining consciousness.
Yao Jia felt a heart-wrenching pain all over her body, as if her skin was torn apart. She was terrified and clawed at the air with her hands, trying to get rid of this terrible dream.
She wanted to escape, but was bound tightly by an invisible force and could not move.
The ghosts were getting closer and closer. She could even see their hideous faces clearly. Their blood-red eyes were flickering in the darkness, filled with resentment and hatred.
Yao Jia closed her eyes in despair, tears rolling down her eyes. She felt her body being swallowed up bit by bit, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.
"That's it! Just die like this! Pay for your sins!"
A flash of lightning cut through the darkness, thunder roared, Yao Jia suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, the fear in his eyes had not yet dissipated.
She hugged her knees, wondering why she had such a dream today?
The thunder was still roaring. Yao Jia lost all desire to sleep. She put on her clothes, held an umbrella and went out.
All the way to the Shadow Guard Camp.
The shadow guard hiding in the dark guessed the direction she was going and was about to go back to report the news in advance, but was stopped by Yao Jia.
"Go back and tell Xuanying that I know he has returned a long time ago. Tell him not to hide from me anymore." She spoke in a firm voice with a commanding tone.
The shadow guard left in a flash, and Yao Jia walked slowly with an umbrella. When she arrived at the shadow guard camp, it was still gloomy even though it was daybreak.
Xuanying had already prepared a charcoal basin in the room, as well as a set of clean women's clothing. When he saw Yaojia coming in, he stepped forward and said, "Yaoyao, change your clothes first and warm up."
Yao Jia put away her umbrella and sat on the chair, "No need."
Strangely enough, ever since she took Mingjue's medicinal bath, her body is no longer afraid of cold, and her dantian is always warm.
Xuanying ordered someone to serve hot tea, and personally brought it to Yaojia, saying gently, "Then drink some tea, it will help get rid of the cold."
This time Yao Jia did not refuse. She took the tea, took a sip, and looked at Xuan Ying.
"How can I leave here?"
Xuanying sighed and spoke slowly: "Isn't it good to be here? Why does Yaoyao have to leave?"
Yao Jia's eyes flickered, with an unhappy look on her face, "I'm tired of staying here, is that ok?"
Yao Jia thought this was a good reason. The food here was poor, and every day she was either practicing swordplay or not, not to mention having fun. It was completely contrary to her ideal life.
By the way, there is also Ming Jue who is always trying to poison her in different ways.
Not to mention that she has something bothering her right now and really doesn't want to stay here for a moment.
Yao Jia drank the tea in her hand slowly and leisurely, waiting for Xuan Ying's answer.
Xuanying lowered his eyelids to hide the emotions in his eyes, his voice still gentle, "I heard from Huaichuan that your martial arts have improved a lot. I will give you one hand, as long as you can let me use my right hand, you can leave."
Yao Jia stood up suddenly, "Are you kidding me? You want me to fight with you? Don't you know your own strength?" She pointed at Xuanying's nose and asked angrily.
Huaichuan's martial arts skills were not weak, but he could only hold out for a hundred moves in front of Xuanying. How long had she just started learning? He made such a request, clearly not wanting her to leave.
Looking at Yao Jia's angry expression, Xuan Ying sighed helplessly, "I didn't say this is a one-time challenge. As long as you are willing, you can come to me at any time. There is no rush."
Yao Jia sat back in her chair and crossed her arms, "That's more like it."
The rain gradually stopped, the dark clouds gradually retreated, and the sky began to turn white.
The servant brought some snacks and placed them on the table next to Yao Jia. Yao Jia was indeed hungry at this time, so she picked up a piece of peach blossom cake without hesitation, took a bite of it and drank a sip of tea.
He was eating happily when he remembered that he had come so early and Xuanying must not have eaten yet, so he looked up at Xuanying.
But she found that Xuanying was looking at her intently with a smile in his eyes.
Yao Jia felt uncomfortable being stared at by Xuan Ying, and her face changed slightly, "Why are you staring at me? It makes me lose my appetite."
Xuanying retracted his gaze, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "You and your mother look so alike."
Yao Jia frowned after hearing this, "Isn't it natural for me to be like my mother? After all, she gave birth to me."
Xuanying's smile deepened, "Your mother also likes to eat peach blossom cakes."
Yao Jia was startled, and there was a hint of inquiry in her gaze towards Xuan Ying, but she quickly suppressed it and murmured, "Really?"
In the darkness, Xuanying was rubbing a jade pendant in his palm, nodding and smiling.
Yao Jia hurriedly finished her snack, stood up, and said, "I'm leaving."
Xuanying stood up and said, "I'll take you there."
Yao Jia waved her hand, "No need." She muttered softly, "I've been walking on my own for more than half a year, and I've never seen you see me off. You're being polite today."
Xuanying did not insist, but only warned: "The road is slippery on rainy days, be careful on the way back."
Yao Jia turned around to look at Xuan Ying and wondered why this man was so nagging today. She nodded and smiled, picked up her umbrella and walked out of the house.
It was already bright in the sky, the autumn sun was shining brightly, and the air was especially fresh after the rain. Yao Jia took a deep breath, and her mood seemed to improve.
In the small courtyard of the purple bamboo forest, Mingjue was holding a bamboo basket and placing medicines on the shelf. Hearing someone coming over here, he subconsciously looked over.
Yao Jia was in a good mood now. She was happy about everything she saw. She had completely forgotten about the one-sided cold war between her and Ming Jue. She smiled brightly and greeted others in a natural and charming voice.
"Morning, Mingjue!"
Mingjue was so frightened that his hands trembled, and the medicinal herbs on the bamboo stick fell to the ground like raindrops.