No wonder Ayu was curious about the ending of a elves after three times - this divination consumed her life span, and then repeated again and again, without an end...

Ayu himself is like a heron raised by Xia Ying's side.

Yang Yi sat cross-legged, "How many times have this kind of reciprocity happened to you? Do you still have the impression of it?"

"There is a little bit, but I still can't remember it." Ayu whispered, "Every time I wake up, I always have a little bit of impression left, but it's also plausible."

"What about the approximate number," Yang Yi asked, "No need to be precise, just estimate one."

"More than ten times?" Ayu turned his head slightly, "Does of times?"

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, and his body leaned back slightly. In shock, he leaned his back against the rock behind him, "As long as this Xiaying is still in the world, you will be immortal."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Yi realized the absurdity in his words - how could Xia Ying live forever?

No one in the world is immortal.

At best, as long as Xia Ying still lives in the world, the girl in front of her will not die due to divination...

Yang Yi frowned - What kind of person is the court against and what kind of organization is the enemy?

They can even see exactly what happened in the future and the past...

"So...is there really no problem?" Ayu looked at Feng Yishu again. She hugged her knees with both hands, with a happy smile in her eyes. "Since we are good friends, that difficult problem is OK, I will try to help you see."

Yang Yi from the opposite side quickly raised his hand, "I have-"

Feng Yishu's murderous gaze swept over, and the second half of what Yang Yi wanted to say was instantly cut off by this vicious gaze - he was not a fool. As he saw Feng Yishu's appearance towards A Yu, he quickly understood the reason.

Since every question comes at the cost of this girl's lifespan, Feng Yishu is certainly reluctant to let others ask questions. Yang Yi stopped talking in disappointment, and his raised hand also went around the back of his head to scratch, "...I'm a little sleepy."

"Then go to bed quickly." Feng Yishu said coldly.

The cave became silent again.

Feng Yishu withdrew his gaze and found that Ayu was still looking at him, as if he was still waiting for an answer.

As his eyes met, he looked elsewhere with a blushing face.

"For the time being... I haven't thought about it yet. When I think about it, I will tell you."

Ayu smiled, "Okay."

Feng Yishu's throat moved slightly, "Often, are you happy when you stay with them?"

"Um?"

"Liulang, and the person who is with you today - in short, they are other spirit-sacrificing people..."

Feng Yishu turned slightly to Ayu, trying to make his posture more natural. He wanted to look at Ayu's eyes, but Ayu kept looking at him. Every time he met Ayu's sight, Feng Yishu's face burned uncontrollably, so he could only pretend to look at the fire.

This is the case again now. He was halfway through his words, coughed a few times, and then reached out to stroke his hair.

"Just...will they... bully you when you stay with other spirit-bearing people?"

Ayu shook his head.

This problem almost did not exist for her - she rarely saw other spirit saints in the past.

She always stayed alone in a house until Xiaying came to see her because of something.

Perhaps because of the recurrence day after day, in her memory that she no longer knows, there are even several afterimages of windows. She doesn't remember who she saw or said at that time, but she remembers that she sits wither all day long, like a bird in a cage.

Thinking of this, Ayu suddenly opened up and told Feng Yishu what he saw in the mountains and forests today.

She had seen the morning light and dusk in the mountains and forests today, and heard the sound of crying when the wind blew over the dead branches. She picked some white and brown mushrooms by the tree, and also touched the layer of white snow covered on the shrubs...

Feng Yishu interrupted from time to time, extending the various interesting stories in Luoyang City from the scene she told, and the two had a great time talking.

Although Ayu had no impression of what happened in the past at this moment, she had almost no doubt about the past described by Feng Yishu. Even though those things were difficult to tell the truth for her, she still had some vague feelings, such as the magnificent world she had seen in the underground palace of Ping Yao Station, such as the afternoon when she enjoyed the snow with Xiaoqi in the carriage...

Whenever Feng Yishu talks to her, whenever she sees Feng Yishu's eyes, the joy, surprise, relaxation and warmth that she once had seemed to come back in a vague way.

It felt like a familiar door reappeared in front of her. She believed that she had had a good time behind this door. Although everything had passed away like water, the traces they had left could still arouse her nostalgia.

In any case... it is a completely different world from the old building where she watched the wind and rain alone.

"Would you like to go back to Luoyang with me?" Feng Yishu suddenly spoke.

Ayu raised his head. This time, Feng Yishu mustered up the courage and did not dodge her eyes anymore. The young man frowned and his expression was a little unnatural.

Suddenly, Feng Yishu felt like a human trafficker with a bad mind, or the prodigal sons who could be seen everywhere in Luoyang City, who were kidnapped by a young girl who was not well-informed in the world.

Feng Yishu felt that Yang Yi on the opposite side seemed to be pretending to be asleep - this made him feel even more embarrassed.

"...Don't get me wrong, I have no other meaning."

Feng Yishu was flustered, but his face was still calm. He coughed a few times, as if something was in his throat and couldn't move. When his mood calmed down, he continued, "There are not many people who have seen you. If you want to leave the spirit-sacrificing person and live a life of ordinary people, then you can come to our house - I, my mother likes you very much... She can arrange a new one for you-"

Ayu chuckled gently.

This smile made Feng Yishu mess up again, and the ten toes in his boots were tightly clutched together, "...What do you think? Tell me."

"Thank you." Ayu replied, "But I can't go back to Luoyang with you."

Feng Yishu was stunned, "...Why?"

"There is a new contract in me." Ayu replied calmly, "Where I will go in the future is not something I can decide."

"What kind of contract is it?"

Ayu did not answer again.

She turned her eyes to the fire in front of her and said with a smile, "Goro will tell me the story of the Pingde Bureau again."

Feng Yishu was at a loss for a moment, and he said with some stuttering, "...If you and I go back to Luoyang, then I can not only tell you, but also take you to see."

Ayu shook his head, "We'll stay here until the rain stops."

"Then what……"

Ayu blinked, "Then, we should return to our respective places of return... so destiny is so we should not be sad about it."
Chapter completed!