The Celestial Labyrinth: Love Across Ten Continents

Accompany you

Ban walked away for a long time in a daze.

The road ahead was completely unfamiliar. Where was she going? What was she going to do? She didn't think about it at all. In fact, it was useless to think about it. She was alone again, simple as that.

As for the young man as white as jade and as beautiful as the moon, and the immortal among the dazzling flowers, from now on, just treat them as just a dream and forget them all.

Someone called out to her: "Little girl, you are walking around here alone, are you lost?"

She looked back blankly, but everything in front of her was blurry and unclear.

Seeing her tearful face, the man felt embarrassed for a moment, so he patted the cart with his hands and said with a smile: "Get on the cart, the old man will take you home. Where do you live?"

Where is her home?

Ban was stunned for a long while, finally wiped away his tears, and said in a hoarse voice: "Then please trouble Grandpa to take me to Xiaofen Town."

Aunt Lu was selling buns in the town as usual. When Ban appeared in front of her, she was so scared that the buns in her hand fell to the ground again, and then she stepped on them and crushed them.

"Little Husha!" Aunt Lu hugged her excitedly, "You're back? I was so worried! I was afraid something might happen to you on the way!"

Ban forced a smile and whispered, "Auntie, I am really useless. I have not been able to climb the immortal mountain and worship the immortal as my teacher."

Aunt Lu hurriedly hugged her and took her to the backyard, saying repeatedly, "Glad you're back! I regretted for a long time after you left. I shouldn't have told you about the fairy mountain and the immortals! So many people went there and never came back. I'm so happy that you're back alive."

I took a hot bath and changed into a new dress, which was a little big but warm and soft. The millet porridge in my hand smelled sweet and soothing.

Aunt Lu held her wet long hair in her hands and combed it gently with a wooden comb, while she kept mumbling: "Alas, child, you must have suffered a lot on the road. You have lost a lot of weight. How did you get through the past month?"

Ban whispered, "It's actually not that bad. I haven't suffered much. There are still a lot of kind people."

Aunt Lu sighed, "Don't lie. I've lived to such an old age, and I still can't tell whether you are living a good life or not." She wiped Ban's hair dry with a cloth and straightened it, then brought her an oil lamp from the outer room.

"Go to bed early and rest up. Auntie will make your favorite beef soup tomorrow." She touched Ban's little head and pushed the door open to go out.

Ban sat there for a very long time, until it was completely dark outside the window and everything was quiet.

The wind hit the paper-covered windows, making a crackling sound, which was frightening in the dead of night. Ban blew out the oil lamp, climbed onto the bed, and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt.

She suddenly remembered the first night she spent in Qingyuan. There was a gusty sound of wind outside the window. She didn't sleep well all night and was always thinking about home. At that time, she thought everything was simple. She could practice well, wait for the Immortal Law Conference, find Qingling Zhenjun, and then make amends to him. She would be able to go home soon.

One should not be too naive.

She buried her head in the quilt, not wanting to hear any sound.

What should she do in the future? Leaving Qingyuan, leaving her master and brothers, she seemed to be unable to do anything. Isn't this terrible?

Yingzhou, Shui Liuqin, Xiaoyao Palace... She repeated these words over and over again, as if to imprint them in her heart.

Let's go tomorrow. No matter what, she couldn't die in a foreign land because of an inexplicable incident. Whether it was Shui Liuqin or Jin Pipa, she had to accept this job.

Suddenly, someone knocked twice on the door. Aunt Lu whispered outside, "Xiao Husha, there's a man outside looking for you. He said he's your friend."

Ban pulled back the quilt: "I'm here."

Friend? Who could it be? Does she have any friends here?

She put on her shoes and coat, then opened the door. Aunt Lu grabbed her hand, her eyes sparkling, "Xiao Husha, when did you meet such a young man? He is handsome and speaks beautifully. Where is he from? Is he married? What is his family background? What is his name?"

Ban was confused: "I... I don't know who it is..."

She walked out with the oil lamp in her hand. The door was half open, and the rain poured in, soaking a large area of the ground. A man leaned lazily against the door frame, folding his arms and looking at the rain outside. The fancy robe on his body was already mostly wet.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned around. His hair was also half wet, with a strand stuck to his cheek. A drop of water was hanging on his beautifully curved chin, about to drip but not yet, making people feel itchy.

Seeing Ban, he smiled slightly and said softly: "Finally I found you, little Ban."

The oil lamp in Ban's hand fell with a whoosh, and was still half an inch from the ground. The man raised his finger slightly, and the oil lamp floated up into the air, swaying and flying to Ban's hand without leaking a drop of oil.

She was completely stunned. She took the oil lamp and murmured, "Second Brother...you, what are you doing..."

He smiled but didn't say anything. He just said softly to Aunt Lu who was hiding behind him and peeking at him, "I'm so sorry to bother you so late, Auntie."

Aunt Lu welcomed him in with a smile, saying, "Let's go to Xiao Husha's room. It's warm there. I'll go make some tea."

She pinched Ban's hand and winked at her, probably to say that the little girl had good taste. But Ban was still in shock and didn't sense it at all.

Fengyi put his arm around her shoulders and quickly found her room, as he was familiar with the place. He pulled out a stool and sat down, propping up his chin and just looking at her and smiling.

Ban held the oil lamp in his hand, forgetting to put it down, and asked repeatedly: "Second Brother, Second Brother, why are you here? Do Master and the others know? You... must have escaped secretly... You'd better go back quickly, or Master will scold you..."

He took the oil lamp with a smile and said softly, "Guess why I came to see you? Can't you guess?"

Ban's face immediately turned red and he stammered for a long time, instinctively trying to avoid the question.

Feng Yi didn't wait for her to speak, and whispered, "I didn't know you were expelled by the master until I returned to Zhiyanzhai. I wanted to find someone to ask but couldn't find anyone. I don't know what Master and Brother did, but they were punished by the master to sit in meditation in Lingyan Cave for three days. I had no choice but to let the spirit beast chase your scent all the way. If it hadn't been raining and the smell was hard to find, I'm afraid I would have come faster."

Ban's face darkened for a long time before he said softly, "It is me who has caused trouble for Master and Senior Brother. In fact, I shouldn't have gone to Qingyuan. I shouldn't have gone there in the first place."

Aunt Lu came in to serve tea, and handed Fengyi a dry towel and a bowl of millet porridge, saying enthusiastically: "Young Master, please stay in my humble abode for one night. It's very windy and rainy outside, and the road is not easy to walk on."

Feng Yi's eyes turned slightly, and seeing Ban's expectant expression, she smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Auntie."

After Aunt Lu left, Ban whispered, "Second Senior Brother, won't you be punished if you don't go home overnight?"

Feng Yi flicked her forehead with her finger and said, "Silly girl, have you forgotten that I have been a disciple for fifty years? These are not things you should worry about. Think about yourself first."

Ban lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and forced a smile: "Me? As for me... I will naturally return to where I came from."

Feng Yi took a sip of tea and said calmly, "It will be quite a hassle to go back to Jiaxing. Are you sure you can do it by yourself?"

Ban was startled, and the things that she had previously forgotten suddenly emerged in her mind. She jumped up suddenly and almost knocked over the teacup on the table.

"Second Senior Brother!" she yelled, "You...you are also from my world, right?! Right? Otherwise, how would you know what Confucius said?! You have been hiding it from me before?!"

Feng Yi covered her mouth with her hand, looked outside the door, and made sure that Aunt Lu was not alarmed. Then she pushed her down and whispered in her ear, "Don't scream, or someone else will hear you."

Ban's eyes widened, not caring that he was still covering his mouth, and said anxiously: "Then, then you really are..."

Feng Yi shook her head: "I am not, but I had a friend in the past who was brought here by True Lord Qing Ling just like you. The condition was that he could only be sent home if he found two relics of the gods and gave them to True Lord within ten years."

"Did he find it? Did he go back?" This is what Ban was most concerned about.

Feng Yi's eyes dimmed and she sighed, "He's dead."

At that moment, it seemed as if a thunder struck her from the sky, hitting her right in the heart, making her whole body numb and covered in cold sweat.

"...dead?" she asked in a trembling voice.

Feng Yi sighed, "At that time, no one knew where the five sets of God's relics were. He had to go through a lot of hardships to find out that the Mu Hao Ling was at the bottom of the South China Sea in Liuzhou, and the Shui Liu Qin was hidden in the old palace of Le Zheng Shishan in Yingzhou. Unfortunately, he died on the way to get the Shui Liu Qin."

Ban gasped, stared at him blankly, unable to speak.

"That Shui Liuqin is very different from other divine instruments... I don't know why exactly, but it seems that it is not easy to get close to. If you want to take it, I'm afraid it will be very difficult."

Ban whispered, "Then I have to try. I don't want to die here in five years. I want to go home."

Fengyi suddenly grabbed her hand and held it tightly. Her palm was so hot that it startled her.

"We will try it, Second Brother will accompany you."

She was startled again, and suddenly raised her head, just meeting his dark and narrow eyes, which were too deep for her to understand. Feng Yi looked at her for a long time, and the corners of his lips curved, revealing a gentle smile: "A friend has already died, and I don't want to see you die too. So I will accompany you this time."

Ban took a deep breath, and then she realized that she had been holding her breath. She lowered her head, and her ears gradually turned red, and even her eyes seemed to be a little red. After a long while, she called softly like a kitten: "Second Brother... Thank you."

Feng Yi smiled and said, "You called me Second Senior Brother so many times, how can I just leave you alone? You don't need to say these polite words anymore."

Ban nodded silently, only to feel his slightly cool fingers brushing past her ear, sliding down and about to touch her cheek. She instinctively shrank back, stood up from the chair, turned her back and said naturally: "By the way, I'll go see if Auntie has cleaned up the guest room for you, I, I'll go help!"

She pushed the door open and ran out, bumping into Aunt Lu who came over to add more tea, and almost knocked over the tea tray.

Aunt Lu quickly supported her, laughing and angry: "Look at you, so impatient! Don't make that young master laugh!"

Looking up, she saw her face flushed, her complexion more rosy than a peach blossom. Aunt Lu couldn't help but laugh even harder. She took her hand and whispered, "Xiao Husha, he is the one who took care of you on the way, right? I think this young man is a good guy. He came to see you in the heavy rain, which shows that he cares about you very much. Have you asked about his situation?"

Ban didn't know whether to shake his head or nod. He just felt his heart beating wildly and didn't know what to do.

Aunt Lu smiled and pinched her face, then went in to ask Fengyi to go to the guest room to sleep. Only after everyone left did Ban reluctantly return to her room, blow out the oil lamp, jump onto the bed, and wrap her head with the quilt, feeling uneasy.

But this uneasiness is completely different from before.

At that moment, Mu's gentle black eyes appeared in her mind, and then Feng Yi's cool fingers, which made her unable to sleep well.