Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 395 Creepy
Where do the night birds go? Only the sound of the tide can be heard.

The sound of the waves coming from outside the window was like a continuation of a dream, making it hard to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Fortunately, Qin Feng was not woken up. Wei Xi sat up, with a thin blanket piled around his waist, pressing down on his gray Taoist robe.

"I'm not close to Shen Fu, so why would I dream about her?"

Perhaps because she was dreaming about her youth late at night, Wei Xi didn't think she had just had a strange dream; she thought of something else.

When Wei Xi was trying to fool the jewelry shop owner in Sucheng, he heard the old blind man singing.

After exchanging pleasantries with the Everlasting Tree, Wei Xi assumed that the song was composed and sung by someone who had escaped from the tribe, but whose agility allowed him to witness it.

Looking back now, perhaps the shopkeeper acquired the jewelry from the escapees, but the old blind man singing might not have been one of the people who escaped from the tribe.

The lyrics that only he could hear and that came true, the strange dream he had tonight—a somewhat absurd thought surfaced in Wei Xi's mind: could he have become a charlatan?

Immediately, Wei Xi shook his head, thinking to himself with a self-deprecating smile, "What's the fun in being a charlatan? Besides, even those who claim to be able to predict the future have never had a 'Gate of Heaven and Earth,' so how could they suddenly become immortals? There must be something fishy about this!"

Wei Xi quietly got out of bed, covered his mouth and nose with a triangular scarf, and began to check the room for any residual strange spiritual energy.

There was nothing wrong with the room, and there were no traces of medication.

Wei Xi sat at the dining table, put down the teapot that had been inspected, and pondered the dream he had just had.

"Shen Fu, if I remember correctly, she should still be meditating in the Yin-Yang Stream. What you think about during the day, you dream about at night. Perhaps I noticed some details that connect her to her."

Wei Xi rubbed his temples, his thoughts drifting back to the Zhenhai Sect's training grounds several years ago.

"That day, many disciples of the Myriad Swords Sect died or were injured while repairing the training grounds. Shen Fu was lucky enough to survive, but like me, she was also blamed and punished. As for her relationship with the Bone Reef Sea..."

Unable to understand, Wei Xi's head throbbed with pain, and his fingers dug into the table, making a screeching sound.

"Xiaoxi? Xiaoxi!"

Wei Xi came to her senses and found that Qin Feng, with his long hair down, had woken up at some point and was looking at her with a worried expression.

"I'm fine," Wei Xi cleared her throat. "How did you wake up?"

"You still dare to say that?" Qin Feng sat down next to Wei Xi and said with concern, "Look at your hands!"

Wei Xi looked down and found that his ten fingers were bleeding, and there were still some deep marks on the table, obviously from the pain he had just endured.

"I got up when I heard a noise, and then I saw you sitting here ruining your hands." Qin Feng got up, fetched a candlestick, and began to use magic to clean Wei Xi's wounds. "Are you possessed? Or are you worried about that 'Sea Warrior' thing?"

Wei Xi lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, looking as if he didn't want to talk much.

"If you don't tell me, I'll start making wild guesses and cause trouble, leaving you to clean up the mess. Just bear with it!" Qin Feng used a silk cloth soaked in strong liquor to wipe his wound. "You've overcome so many difficulties, what can possibly stop you?"

Wei Xi smiled slightly and then recounted in detail what he had just seen in his dream.

"I just can't understand why I would think of Shen Fu at this critical juncture."

After Wei Xi finished speaking, he withdrew his bandaged right hand and switched to his left, but Qin Feng did not make any move.

Feeling puzzled, Wei Xi looked up and found Qin Feng's expression very strange, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, or as if he found it unbelievable.

"You can't figure it out either, can you?" Wei Xi said with some regret, "It's probably just a strange dream. Telling you about it will only make you worry." "You really can't remember?" Qin Feng suddenly stood up, causing the table to shake and the candlelight to flicker violently.

Wei Xi was completely bewildered. What did he mean by "couldn't remember"? She had no idea where to even begin to think!
Wei Xi's reaction said it all; Qin Feng's face was filled with disbelief.

After a long while, Qin Feng, clutching his head, slumped down, his handsome features contorted. After organizing his thoughts for a while, he finally said softly, "Don't worry, what I'm about to say might seem strange, but it will definitely have a reasonable explanation!"

Wei Xi sensed something was wrong, as if fear had gripped his heart.

Qin Feng swallowed a few times before slowly saying, "Back in the training grounds, several cultivators were tied to pillars. Those pillars grew lots of thorns, and they pierced those unlucky guys, just like..."

"Just like I dreamt."

Wei Xi's voice was frighteningly calm. Qin Feng quickly pressed down on her shoulders and comforted her, "Perhaps you have too many worries and have forgotten these trivial details!"

“It’s nothing,” Wei Xi closed his eyes, then asked, “Besides this pillar, what else is the same as in the dream?”

With a worried expression, Qin Feng pondered for a moment, then hesitated and said, "It's gone from the training grounds, but we're not always together. What if you've forgotten?"

Realizing he had spoken out of turn, Qin Feng quickly shut his mouth, afraid of saying anything more that would upset Wei Xi.

Wei Xi smiled wryly as he held Lingyin, who was working overtime, in his hand and said with a wry smile, "What you said is true, but I don't know if it's right or wrong."

As if sensing something, Lingyin gently rubbed her fluffy head against her owner's fingers.

"Tell me what happened in the training grounds. I certainly didn't dream of Shen Fu for no reason, and given that there's something wrong with this memory, there's clearly a problem!"

Qin Feng seemed reluctant and hesitated before saying, "Why don't you rest in town? Lian Gouyan and I will go to Bone Reef Sea!"

Wei Xi patted Qin Feng's hand and said in a low voice, "It's not a big deal. Besides, you two might run into some trouble when you go to Bone Reef Sea."

"How can it not be a big deal? You have a good memory, and the trial grounds were fraught with danger. How could you forget it for no reason? Either there's something wrong with Yin Yang Slope, or you've been drugged! How can we let you go to Bone Reef Sea again?"

Taking out paper and pen from his storage bag, Wei Xi calmly said, "This is actually not a big deal. Since I can dream of similar scenes, it means that I haven't completely forgotten them."

"As you said, I couldn't have forgotten for no reason. If there's a cause, there's a way to deal with it. Until I find out the truth, I can't live without pen and paper. Fortunately, my brain isn't damaged, it's just a bit troublesome."

Qin Feng was infuriated by Wei Xi's composure, yet she couldn't help feeling worried and heartbroken. Distracted, she tried to recount the events at the training grounds in as much detail as possible.

"You and Yu Jin successfully sought help, and it was only thanks to the intervention of some senior figures that we were able to escape unscathed."

Wei Xi examined his less-than-ideal handwriting. "The good news is that I remember 90% of what you said, including those ugly, wandering zombies."

“The bad news is that I’ve forgotten more than just the pillars,” Wei Xi tapped the paper with his pen. “To be precise, I’ve forgotten the entire Blessing of the Auspicious Beasts.”

"Auspicious beast bestowing blessings? You mean that charade the Devouring Sun Beast? It's been imprisoned in the Zhenhai Sect for hundreds of years, and it still bestows blessings?"

Qin Feng's words caught in her throat. Her gaze fell on Wei Xi's somewhat excited face, clearly indicating that the two had thought of the same thing.

"Blessings!" "Blessings!"

Wei Xi is perfectly fine; the reason for his "amnesia" will be revealed soon.

I've been feeling down these past few days. And with the heat rising again here in Northeast China, it's making things even worse.

Reading the *Zizhi Tongjian* (Comprehensive Mirror for Aid in Government), I admire its concise descriptions. For example, in describing Yue Yi's campaign against Qi, and Wang Chu's refusal to join his cause and subsequent suicide, it uses the phrase, "He then tied his neck to a tree branch, and with a mighty effort, severed his own neck and died." The whole scene is vividly portrayed. I still have much to learn.