The wind is blowing.

Ying Baoyue woke up to the crisp sound of the bamboo tube colliding.

Feeling the warmth around her, she slowed down for a moment before she came back to her senses, remembering that she slept in Li Ji's bed tonight. She rolled over and buried her face in the soft bearskin, which smelled of grass and honey locusts.

She took a deep breath and propped herself up and looked out the papier-mâché window.

The sky here had always been gray because of the clouds, and at this time, I don't know if the wind had blown away some of the clouds, and she saw a little morning light. It seems that the daylight is already bright.

I don't know if I really slept until the third pole of the sun, she got up with a bear skin in her hand, stepped barefoot on the carpet next to the bed, and felt warm all around.

These days with Helian Yan, they have been testing each other, her spirit has always been tense, last night it was rare to sleep peacefully, she felt that even the injuries she suffered when she rolled off the cliff were almost recovered.

She looked into the palm of her hand and slowly untied the bandage on her fingertips, finding that the wound on it had finally completely congealed.

Feeling that her body had regained her strength, a smile rose on the corner of Yingyue's mouth, and she reached out and pushed open the door of the wooden house.

Pushing open the door, she found that the clouds had re-accumulated, and the daylight looked like it was just early morning. She looked down to find her shoes neatly laid out by the door.

She turned to tidy up the room as clean as she had entered, and as she did, her gaze lingered for a moment on the wooden bow on the wall, her fingers moving slightly.

But she didn't touch, turned and walked out of the cabin, closing the door gently.

The giant tree was still as tall as it had been when she came, but this time she looked at the thick vines hanging down in front of the door, and her eyes lit up with kindness. Grasping and probing like a naughty child, she found that the vine was so smooth that it would take some effort to climb up, but it was not difficult to go down.

She plucked a broad leaf from the tree, wrapped her hand loosely, and slid down the vine.

Feet landed on the soft ground under the trees, and the corners of Yingyue's mouth showed a smile.

When she was a child, she and her master were hiding from killers in the dense forest, and she always liked to play with vines like this, but now she didn't expect to be able to relive her childhood here.

And just as she was looking at the vines under her with great interest, her eyes lit up slightly, and she suddenly noticed that as far as the eye could see behind the vines, there was a pile of small dirt bags at the bottom of the tree, as if it had been dug up not long ago.

And on the trunk of the tree just above the dirt bag, there is a dark red trace.

Looking at the dark red, Ying Baoyue's heart jumped for some reason.

She stepped forward quietly, and slowly reached out to touch the red.

There was still blood on her fingertips, and just as her red fingertips touched the dark red, there was a sudden whistling wind in her ears.

The time and space around her seemed to twist in an instant, and a large blood-red cloud suddenly rose in front of her.

In the midst of the large patches of red, Ying Baoyue's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and at this moment, a vague voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

It was a woman's voice.

As if comforting someone, she spoke softly.

"Don't be afraid, it will hurt a little, and it will be fine soon."

Who's hurting?

Who is she comforting?

This is...... What the?

Ying Baoyue took a step back, and the next moment the clouds and mist in front of her turned like waking up from a big dream, and everything in front of her disappeared in an instant, leaving only a touch of red on the cold tree trunk.

Her fingertips were still on the tree, but nothing was happening around her.

Nothing, everything was just a hallucination she had in a moment.

Ying Baoyue stretched out her other hand and rubbed her eyes, stroking the traces on the tree with her fingertips, but only the uneven touch of her fingertips remained.

Really, it's just a rootless illusion with no beginning and no end.

She wondered if it was because she was too tired from confronting Helian Yan, but in a sense, this place was indeed a little strange, and it seemed that she couldn't stay long.

Ying hugged the moon and stared at the tree trunk in front of her, and at this moment, there was a faint sound of water flowing not far behind her, and she was stunned when she heard the sound and turned away to hear it.

Following that voice, Ying Baoyue walked through the back door of the house below and into the courtyard of the courtyard, she looked at the familiar back in a daze.

The man sitting in the corner was dressed in a blue shirt, and the bronze mask was still firmly on his face, but ......

In front of him was a large wooden basin.

That's right, this person is Li Ji.

But what made Ying Baoyue speechless was ......

Li Ji is washing the quilt.

Or a duvet cover.

She had slept in that bed before, and remembered that the quilt was thin enough not to be sewn with needlework and thread, but a quilt cover with green cloth ties, this type of quilt cover was still the style invented by her master back then, and it was very easy to remove and wash. And now Ying Baoyue stared at the familiar green cloth quilt cover under Li Ji's hand, but there was an indescribable sense of disobedience.

After all...... If anyone saw that the youngest Heavenly Rank cultivator on the continent was not practicing morning exercises early in the morning, but sitting in the corner of the wall washing quilt covers, no one would be speechless.

However, the man in front of him was skillful, and it was obviously not the first time he had done such a thing. Even as a water practitioner, he did not use any true yuan, but scooped up a scoop of water from the water tank beside him and splashed it on the bluestone, pounded the dry honey locust in the basket on the bluestone, and then carefully rubbed the quilt cover in his hands with the honey locust in his hand.

After the few stains are cleaned, then scoop water from the water tank next to you and wash it again.

Wait, who is in the house of a serious water practitioner who uses a water tank?

Although Ying Baoyue has not been a water practitioner for a short time, she has almost abandoned things like buckets and basins, but she didn't expect that the strongest water cultivator she has ever seen is so proficient in using water tanks.

No, what is even more unexpected is that he is so skilled at washing clothes......

Ying Baoyue recalled the sentence "I remembered that the quilt was about to be washed" when he confronted Helianyan, but he didn't expect him to be really serious.

"Huh?" This is Li Ji, who wrung out the green cloth in his hand, and turned his head, "You are awake." ”

Ying Baoyue nodded, watching him unfold the quilt cover, and countless water droplets floated in front of her eyes.

The next moment, the futon in Li Ji's hand became as dry as ever.

Did you use the water method at this time?

"It's hard to dry clothes here," Li Ji explained as she looked at her, "and that person used to dry them." ”

"That person ......" A conjecture in Ying Baoyue's heart was verified in an instant, she looked at the person in front of her and asked, "You used to live here with a person?" ”

Li Ji nodded.

"That man is a fire magician?" She asked.

Li Ji's eyes lit up and nodded.

She only had to sleep in that room to guess.

"Yes, after all, that room is too cold," Ying Baoyue smiled bitterly, "We water law practitioners can't bear it." ”

In fact, because of the inscription left by the Teng Snake, her physique is not as cold as that of ordinary water practitioners, but she also felt cold when she slept there last night.

Li Ji nodded sympathetically.

Ying Baoyue didn't ask the fire magician what was wrong, because Li Ji's reaction had already told her everything.

I'm afraid that person is no longer there.

But looking at the clean bedding in the man's hand, Ying Baoyue couldn't say a word of comfort.

She knew she wasn't qualified to say anything more.

Even though the person has left, the person has been cleaning the place for ten years, just so that the person can return to the place at any time. Just as the Master is a place in her heart that cannot be touched, there is also a place in this person's heart that she always wants to maintain.

At this point they are the same.

"Okay, now that you're awake, I'll put the quilt on, and let's go." Li Ji walked into the house, restored the bedding as it was, and walked out of the courtyard door with Ying Baoyue.

Outside the courtyard gate, Helian Yan quietly watched the two walk out side by side with a sword.

"Let's go, two," he said lightly, "I'll be out of the forest today." ”