This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 186 A Dream of Nanke?
Shen Qingyou thought to himself, he had repaid what he owed Fa Hong, and he had accepted what Fa Hong owed others on their behalf, which could be considered a fitting retribution.

Although in this era, the so-called cause and effect retribution is unlikely to come true in Shen Qingyou's eyes in many ways, at least at this moment, much of the depression in his heart can be released.

There was not a trace of discomfort from killing, because this was the retribution that the evil monk of Wanzhang Foguang Temple deserved.

It turns out that not everyone can lay down their butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. At least Fa Hong is like that. Perhaps I am not worthy of it either!
Shen Qingyou sheathed her knife, coldly stared at the corpse on the ground, and then began digging a hole in the ground with the knife.

After all, we had known each other for a while and had done each other a favor. Although we were now even, it wasn't right to leave the other person's body exposed in the wilderness.

The sky remained overcast, as if the drought in the Yuzhou area had eased since Zhuang Lin's last spell, but instead, it had been shrouded in a continuous drizzling weather.

"Splash splash splash splash"

A light rain began to fall from the sky. With her superhuman strength, Shen Qingyou quickly dug a large pit and dragged Fa Hong's body into it to bury it.

There was no mound or tombstone erected. After burying the body, Shen Qingyou stood in the rain, gazing at the sky. Then she simply took off her shirt, as if letting the icy rain wash over her extremely cold body.

The rain washed away some of the mud and blood from Shen Qingyou's body, and although the wound on her arm hadn't been treated, it had stopped bleeding without her noticing.

In the dim light of the distance, Liu Hongyu and Wuming stood there with umbrellas, looking at Shen Qingyou. One looked surprised, while the other remained calm. The raindrops hit the umbrellas without making a sound.

Human nature is complex and often difficult to break free from its previous state of depravity, but it must be said that there are still people who can do it!

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the rainwater is now as cold as ice.

When Shen Qingyou finally felt the chill, he suddenly looked into the darkness to one side, but the umbrella-bearer had already disappeared, so he naturally couldn't see anything there.

Although Shen Qingyou had not learned any proper martial arts, she was certainly agile and had also learned some military skills during this period, so she easily returned to her tent and re-secured the tent flap.

The scent of herbs in the tent brought Shen Qingyou a sense of peace.

Since her clothes were completely wet, she naturally needed to change. Just as Shen Qingyou had quietly changed her clothes and was about to go back to sleep, she saw that Ge Ruiyuan had already sat up.

"Master? You..."

Ge Ruiyuan looked at Shen Qingyou and shook his head.

"Ah Hong is gone?"

Shen Qingyou hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"He's gone. I saw him off."

"Sigh! It's good that he's gone. He's restless, he can't learn medicine, and he can't be a soldier. Finding a quiet place to live a stable life is probably the best thing for him. I'll explain if the captain asks. Alright, you can rest now!"

"It's Master!"

Shen Qingyou didn't explain much, and lay back down on the bed. Without tossing and turning, she closed her eyes and seemed to fall asleep quickly.

But when Ge Ruiyuan fell asleep again, Shen Qingyou opened her eyes and quietly rolled up her left sleeve, revealing the spot where she had been injured.

The tent was dimly lit, making it difficult for ordinary people to see, but Shen Qingyou could see quite clearly. Although the wound was still shocking, the bleeding had stopped. Nevertheless, he still groped in the dark to find some wound medicine, applied a little, and then bandaged himself up.

As for pain, this level is nothing at all.

After doing all this, Shen Qingyou finally lay back on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Qingyou slept very soundly and had no nightmares.

The sound of rain continued, and seemed to grow louder, causing less activity within the camp.

In weather like this, it would be unlikely for anyone to launch an offensive, especially since Zhai Wei's army had already withdrawn.

At one moment, Shen Qingyou seemed to sense that the tent flap covering the camp had been pushed open from the outside, but the feeling was so faint that he didn't want to move.

A somewhat pale hand tapped on the medicine shelf placed in the corner of the camp.

"Dong Dong~"

The crisp sound, like a knock on the door, woke Shen Qingyou up instantly. She immediately threw off the covers and grabbed her knife.

"Who?"

Shen Qingyou looked up and saw that the tent door was open, seemingly rolled up, and a person holding an umbrella was standing at the entrance looking at him.

"Master, Master, wake up!"

Shen Qingyou tried to wake Ge Ruiyuan, but the latter seemed to be sleeping very soundly and could not wake up at all.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

Shen Qingyou got off the bed, gripped the knife tightly, and cautiously inquired. The person in front of him gave him a strange feeling that he was not a member of the camp at all. He looked the other person up and down and felt even more startled.

Despite the rain and mud, the person who arrived was dressed in a flowing blue robe, holding an oil-paper umbrella. He stood there seemingly spotless, with not even mud on his shoes.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Wuming looked at Shen Qingyou, then turned and left.

"Come with me!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingyou hesitated for a long time, but still took the knife and followed him out.

The entire camp outside was eerily silent. The umbrella bearer in front moved as if he were in an empty space, without hearing any shouts or seeing any obstruction. Shen Qingyou followed behind, her mind filled with all sorts of speculations.

"Do you want to go back?" The person in front suddenly asked, which made Shen Qingyou pause for a moment.

"Go back? Go back where?"

"Where we come from, we return to."

Where did he come from, and where is he going? Xiangyang? The prison? Or perhaps his hometown when he was a big star?

"You can let me go back? But who brought me here?"

"The man who brought you here is a gentleman, but I can also take you back without his objection. So, would you like to go back?"

Wuming kept holding the umbrella and walked forward without turning around while speaking, while Shen Qingyou followed closely behind.

"Go back... Is it really possible to go back?"

"Yes, as long as you say the word, I can take you back. From now on, you will never come here again. All of this was just a dream!"

Perhaps fearing that Shen Qingyou hadn't understood, Wuming slightly turned his head to look at him and said.

"Just as you asked me back then if I had thought it through, you should understand that I was telling the truth."

Yes, that feeling has reappeared, just like that feeling of naturally understanding on the small bridge in the film studio. However, back then, Shen Qingyou clearly knew in his heart, but he ignored that strong intuition and insisted on making the boast, because it was too absurd for him at the time.

But things are different now. Shen Qingyou knows more clearly that what the person in front of her is true.

This time, however, Shen Qingyou hesitated as well. He thought of many things: the past, the absurdity of coming here, the prison, the military, Fa Hong, Ge Ruiyuan, and the moment when his master's wife held their hands and tearfully bid them farewell outside Xiangyang.

"Can I choose to go back later?"

Shen Qingyou asked this question, but Wuming, who was walking in front, smiled.

When a person is about to die, can they choose to die later? Some things, once missed, are missed forever. How can everything in this world be perfect?

Hearing this, Shen Qingyou smiled with relief.

"Then I won't go back."

After saying these words, Shen Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more at ease.

"Oh? Why?"

Wuming paused, stopping in his tracks, but didn't turn around. Shen Qingyou also stood still, subconsciously glancing back in the direction she had come from.

"Although we've only known each other for a short time, my master and mistress have treated me like their own daughter. I've said I would protect my master and help him get back!"

Wuming turned around, a slight smile appearing on his chin behind the umbrella.

"Have you figured it out?"

"Think it through!"

"Okay, then come with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wuming turned and left again, but his speed was much faster than before. Shen Qingyou was startled and almost instinctively ran after him, splashing mud everywhere with his legs.

The two moved very fast, even faster than Shen Qingyou herself thought, leaving the military camp in an illogical manner and heading in one direction.

After an unknown amount of time, when Shen Qingyou was slightly tired, Wuming stopped.

The rain had stopped, and Shen Qingyou looked around, feeling a sense of familiarity mixed with strangeness.

"Is this a mass grave?"

When the Zhai Wei invaded, the common people, the imperial soldiers, and even the enemy themselves created many mass graves, and this place was just one of them.

"Since you've decided to stay here, I'd also like to remind you to be aware of the other side of this world. Look over there."

The nameless man pointed to a corner of the mass grave. Shen Qingyou followed his finger and saw what appeared to be several figures moving around there.

"Someone's there? No, wait."

Just seeing that figure made Shen Qingyou feel cold and her hair stand on end. Clearly, that feeling didn't seem like a human. Could it be a ghost?
"That's not human. To be precise, it's a kind of zombie, born in this place full of resentment. It's a creature that hates heaven and earth and all living beings. It will seek out living people to suck their blood and flesh. It can be considered a kind of ghost or demon!"

Zombies! There really are zombies!

Yes, what nonsense are you talking about? I've seen immortals and they've come to this world, so what's impossible for me?
"A great upheaval is about to occur in the world. There are already many such things, and there may be even more in the future. Since you have chosen to stay here, I will teach you something, so that you will have a little ability to protect yourself. Go, go and kill those zombies, and let me see what you are capable of now."

Me? Go kill zombies?

Shen Qingyou's limbs were stiff, but when he looked up at the person holding the umbrella in front of him, he seemed to see a pair of eyes hidden behind the tip of the hair behind the raised umbrella, and saw a gaze that seemed calm yet mocking. A surge of anger rose in his heart.

He then charged directly into the mass grave with his knife. Since he said he could kill zombies, there was nothing he couldn't kill. Of course, he couldn't just blindly rush forward; he needed a plan and strategy!
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As dawn broke and the sky began to lighten, many people in the camp had already begun their activities.

"Ho-"

Shen Qingyou suddenly woke up from the bed, her heart still pounding and her face still covered in sweat, but all she could see around her was the tent.

Was it a dream?
Shen Qingyou glanced at the other side, where Ge Ruiyuan was still sleeping soundly. He carefully lifted the blanket. There seemed to be no injuries on his body, except for the one on his left arm, and his clothes were not covered in any new dirt.

So was it all just a dream?
Shen Qingyou looked at the head of the bed, picked up the knife and gently pulled it out. She lightly touched the blade with her hand and saw that there were some nicks on the blade.
(End of this chapter)