Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

Inside the dark, chaotic cave, Ren Fengjue leaned against the stone wall, his voice weak.

In this situation, what he actually wanted to ask was her name.

Xia Ximo turned her head to look at him, but before her gaze could meet his, she quickly looked away.

Does it matter?

Ren Fengjue nodded: "Important."

He coughed softly and said, "What if I don't get out of here and don't even know your name? Wouldn't that mean... we've known each other for nothing?"

Xia Ximo remained silent for a moment before coldly replying, "Xia Ximo's 'Mo' and 'Gu' in 'guzi' (bone).

Ren Fengjue slightly raised the corners of his lips. "A good name."

"..."

She vaguely remembered that this was not her original name.

Perhaps, "Mo" was his original name.

However, the word "bone" is related to the bone techniques she practiced.

I can't remember much else.

Xia Ximo's tone remained indifferent: "It's just a form of address."

Ren Fengjue smiled and said, "Even so, it is still unique."

He then asked, "From now on, may I call you Miss Mo... Miss Mo?"

Xia Ximo almost thought he was going to "imitate" Wuyou, and his heart skipped a beat.

Hearing that it was "Miss Mo", he actually breathed a sigh of relief.

"Whatever."

Ren Fengjue seemed very pleased and immediately called out, "Miss Mo."

"..."

Xia Ximo didn't answer, but looked up at him and saw that his eyes were shining brightly, as if two stars had been crushed.

It was especially bright in this dim environment.

Then he added, "Thank you for risking your life to save me."

"..."

Xia Ximo quickly looked away and replied, "You saved me, so we're even."

Ren Fengjue pretended to ponder for a moment, then said, "That's true. I remember when I first met you, you were completely drunk in the cabin. If it weren't for me..."

Xia Ximo frowned and interrupted him, "Drunk?"

Ren Fengjue looked at him with surprise: "Forgot?"

"You were lying on the ground, completely weak, with many wine jars piled up next to you, and the cabin reeked of alcohol."

"And the assassin is right there..."

Xia Ximo immediately explained, "When I first arrived in the mortal realm, my soul and body had not yet merged. This was because I lacked yang energy, which is why..."

Suddenly realizing he had said too much, he took back what he was about to say.

Ren Fengjue understood immediately.

"So, the reason for the subsequent incidents was the same?"

"Um."

Ren Fengjue looked completely at ease. "No wonder you asked me to carry you at Jinxiu Manor..."

"..."

Xia Ximo gave him a strange look, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated, and then replied with three words: "I don't remember."

Knowing that she would answer in the same way, Ren Fengjue smiled again.

"Alright then." There was a hint of indulgence in his tone.

Xia Ximo sensed the strange atmosphere and quickly stood up. "Let me see if there's any other exit."

Just as she was about to leave, Ren Fengjue reached out and gently pulled her back.

"Are you really going to leave me here as an 'injured' person?"

Xia Ximo could clearly feel the bone-chilling coldness emanating from his fingers, and immediately thought of something, asked him, "Are you cold?"

Ren Fengjue, however, feigned nonchalance: "It's alright."

Xia Ximo had long been accustomed to the cold of the Nine Netherworlds, but he forgot that Ren Fengjue was a mortal and might not be able to withstand it.

The cold here seeps into your bones first.

After it spreads throughout the body, the limbs gradually stiffen, the mind enters a state of confusion, and then the warmth can no longer be felt.

At this moment, Ren Fengjue was probably already in a state of near-paralysis.

She began to worry that he would freeze to death there…

Xia Ximo dared not leave and moved closer to him, even though doing so might not necessarily bring him warmth.

She added, "Don't let yourself fall asleep."

Ren Fengjue understood what she meant, and said, "Then talk to me more."

This request was somewhat difficult for her, as she is usually very sparing with words.

She wasn't good with words, but without hesitation, she asked him directly, "What do you want to say?"

Ren Fengjue thought about it for a moment, then said, "I originally had a lot to say, but now, it seems I have no clue where to begin."

Xia Ximo said, "Then I'll ask you a question, and you answer it."

Ren Fengjue readily agreed: "Okay, go ahead and ask."

Xia Ximo didn't really know where to begin, so she casually asked, "How old are you?"

The first question surprised Ren Fengjue, but he chuckled and said, "I just turned twenty, so I'm twenty-one now."

"Um."

She then asked in a serious tone, "Do you have any siblings?"

Ren Fengjue smiled again: "There are none from the direct line, but the collateral branches are probably too numerous to count."

Xia Ximo remained expressionless: "Then count them."

"..."

Ren Fengjue glanced at her. "Miss Mo, are you deliberately making things difficult for me?"

"No," Xia Ximo replied truthfully, "I was just asking casually."

This is far too casual.

Ren Fengjue smiled helplessly. "How about I ask you instead?"

"Sure," Xia Ximo readily agreed. "However, I might not be able to answer your questions."

Ren Fengjue pondered for a moment, then asked, "Miss Mo, do you have any wishes?"

"no."

"So, is there anything in particular you'd like to do?"

"no."

"Is there anyone you respect?"

"no."

"Is there anyone you like or admire?"

"…No."

Ren Fengjue looked helpless again and couldn't help but give her a deep look.

But Xia Ximo immediately explained, "I have no memories of the past, and there are many things I really can't remember."

Her eyes were lowered, and her tone was calm, though no emotion could be seen in her eyes.

But in that instant, there was a hint of loneliness in his expression.

"I borrowed someone else's body to come back to this world again, just to accomplish some things."

"And these are things that I don't want to do."

She suddenly narrowed her eyes. "As for the 'people' you mentioned, I just find them troublesome and don't want any involvement, let alone respect or like them."

Ren Fengjue listened attentively to her words, but then sighed softly.

"So...am I also a 'trouble' in Miss Mo's eyes?"

Xia Ximo parted his thin lips slightly: "You're not a problem."

Ren Fengjue smiled broadly, "It seems that in Miss Mo's heart, you have surpassed many others."

"..."

Xia Ximo, unaware of the implication in his words, asked again, "Is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

Yes, there are many.

……

The two continued talking, but inside the cave, undercurrents were churning.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Ximo began to feel his consciousness becoming somewhat blurred.

She realized she needed to stay alert, but when she turned to look at the person beside her, she was suddenly startled.

A thin layer of frost covered Ren Fengjue's face.

I reached out and touched it; it was shockingly cold.

"Ren Fengjue!"

She reached out to push him, but Ren Fengjue was clearly in a state of confusion and did not respond.

Xia Ximo was startled, and at that moment, a strange noise suddenly came from inside the cave.