In a moment.
Zhao Xiang followed Mu Anxiao into the woods. The place felt as eerie as it could be, and Mu Anxiao was accustomed to such an environment. On the contrary, Zhao Xiang was scared.
"Are you sure that coachman will come here?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao turned to look at Zhao Xiang by the moonlight, frowning. "Are you alright?"
Zhao Xiang, with his arms crossed in front of him and shivering all over, said, "I'm fine, I'm just confused." He swallowed, looking left and right. "Will that coachman really come here?" After asking, he met Mu Anxiao's eyes again.
Mu Anxiao: "Who knows."
Who knows?
However, Zhao Xiang followed Mu Anxiao because he thought Mu Anxiao already knew where the coachman was.
He didn't expect that since Mu Anxiao now gave him such an answer, it sounded like she was also scared.
"You don't know." He looked surprised.
Mu Anxiao calmly looked at Zhao Xiang's surprised expression and narrowed her eyes. "Aren't you scared?"
"Scared?" Zhao Xiang shivered and chuckled dryly. "I've been with Ouyang Ye for so many years, how could I be scared?"
"It's best if it's as you say," Mu Anxiao said, shifting her gaze from Zhao Xiang's face. She looked around and said, "Ouyang Ye's perception is very strong."
"What do you want to say?" Zhao Xiang was already nervous, and hearing Mu Anxiao say this made him even more so.
Mu Anxiao: "I want to say," she looked around again, continuing, "I don't know what I want to say. I only know that this place is eerily creepy."
"Creepy, yet you still came," Zhao Xiang's voice trembled.
"Aren't you supposed to supervise me?" Mu Anxiao said, sighing. "I didn't want to come at all. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to come here to find the coachman."
"You blame me," Zhao Xiang was surprised.
Mu Anxiao: "Who else would I blame? I originally wanted to listen to Xie Shou tell me stories about monsters at the ruined temple. Now, because of you, I've lost the time to listen to stories." She looked left and right. "And have to suffer here."
"..." Zhao Xiang was speechless by Mu Anxiao.
This time, Mu Anxiao said nothing more and walked deeper into the woods.
It was pitch black, and the wind raged. Zhao Xiang was quite frightened by the environment. He stepped forward to follow Mu Anxiao and quickly asked, "No, are you sure you can find the coachman like this?"
"Not sure," Mu Anxiao said as she walked.
Upon hearing Mu Anxiao's words, Zhao Xiang immediately hurried to her side. "If you're not sure, why are you still going?" He grabbed Mu Anxiao's arm.
Mu Anxiao's body stiffened. She turned to look at Zhao Xiang, who was deliberately stopping her, and said in a low voice, "If the coachman were in the city, Ouyang Ye would sense it immediately. And if he found the coachman," she lowered her head to glance at her arm, which was tightly held by Zhao Xiang, and a smile flickered across her lips, "he wouldn't have to ask me for help, understand what I mean."
"Didn't you say you couldn't find him?" Zhao Xiang was confused, but his hand still didn't loosen.
Mu Anxiao: "I can't find him, but..." She suddenly remembered those various doubts, those who didn't believe her, and those 'monsters' who were unwilling to accept the past, as well as Xie Shou, who was a former disciple of a cultivation sect. Her heart sank. "But those guys begged me so much. If I don't do anything, I feel it's not right."
"Are you sure you can find the coachman?" Zhao Xiang asked again.
Mu Anxiao: "Not sure, but I think he didn't go anywhere else, he must have come here."
"So sure?"
"Not sure, just guessing," Mu Anxiao said, pointing to her arm held by Zhao Xiang. "You can let go now."
Zhao Xiang consciously released his hand.
However, it was at this moment that Mu Anxiao sensed Zhao Xiang's fear. She sighed faintly and said, "It looks like you came here under duress."
"Don't talk nonsense, I am..."
"Do you want to find your parents?" Mu Anxiao interrupted Zhao Xiang intentionally.
Zhao Xiang slightly lowered his eyelids.
Mu Anxiao thought for a moment and then said, "You are a person with secrets. I won't ask much. Just follow me now. If you're scared," she curved her lips, "then scream. The fact is, I don't have time to laugh at you."
"You're not scared," Zhao Xiang still didn't want to admit it.
Mu Anxiao looked at Zhao Xiang's determined but unadmitted expression and smiled faintly. "Okay, if you don't want to admit it, then don't." With that, she walked away.
Zhao Xiang followed Mu Anxiao.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Mu Anxiao and Zhao Xiang arrived at a lake shrouded in the night.
"Where is this?" Zhao Xiang said.
Mu Anxiao gazed at the rippling lake surface and said in a low voice, "Back away."
"What?" Zhao Xiang didn't immediately grasp what Mu Anxiao meant.
"I told you to back away," Mu Anxiao repeated, then quickly grabbed Zhao Xiang's arm and retreated several steps.
Immediately, a figure, whether male or female, appeared above the lake.
Both Zhao Xiang and Mu Anxiao saw this scene.
"What is that?" Zhao Xiang asked.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Zhao Xiang and shook her head. "I don't know, but I know," she said as she led Zhao Xiang backward, "run!" After saying that, she grabbed Zhao Xiang and they quickly turned and ran into the woods.
Unexpectedly, the figure on the water seemed to know they would run. It quickly swooped across the water's surface, chasing after them.
The calm lake surface was stirred up, and the water splashes, propelled by the figure, turned into 'raindrops' falling to the ground.
Zhao Xiang, led by Mu Anxiao, ran while anxiously asking, "What on earth is that thing?"
"You'd better say less." Mu Anxiao and the others were already soaked by the 'rain'.
Zhao Xiang: "Aren't you an immortal, yet you're still afraid?"
"Shut up," Mu Anxiao said, suddenly stopping, then glancing around quickly, she let go and said, "Hide behind a tree."
"What are you going to do?" Zhao Xiang panted, unable to understand Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao turned to look at Zhao Xiang and said, "Don't worry about what I'm doing. Just hide when I tell you to." Her tone was serious.
Zhao Xiang was stunned and obediently hid behind a tree.
Subsequently, Mu Anxiao turned to glance at Zhao Xiang, took a deep breath, and turned to face the silver-glowing figure, whose gender remained indistinguishable, without speaking.
Zhao Xiang also felt the presence of the figure, so he held his breath and dared not speak.
The next second, the figure asked coldly, "Who are you?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao looked at the figure who had spoken with feigned calmness and muttered, "Turns out it's a man." Then, she curved her lips and, regardless of whether he could see her, giggled.