After rebirth, I picked up my mortal enemy as my apprentice Chapter 145

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The sun sets and dusk gradually falls.

On the soft mud, the boy grabbed a handful of soil with both hands and slowly spread it out.

A pit had been dug in front of him, and a woman in green was lying in it. There was a trace of tranquility on her face, as if she was just asleep.

The woman’s green dress glowed faintly in the afterglow of the setting sun, forming a sharp contrast with her pale face.

Ji Fan moved gently, as if he was afraid of disturbing her sleep. The wind around them blew the leaves, making a rustling sound.

The boy’s lips moved slightly, but no sound came out. He just continued what he was doing quietly.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yueyan, who had a strange look on her face, restrained her expression.

“Brother Xiaofan, are you acquainted with this girl?”

The young man turned around, looking puzzled: “If we are not old acquaintances, why are you asking?”

“From what I’ve seen, in the world of immortal cultivation, no one cares about the life or death of a stranger. I saw you taking care of her affairs so seriously, I thought you were an old acquaintance.”

“When I was young, my father took me into the mountains to hunt. Occasionally, we would come across some bodies that died inexplicably in the mountains. He would usually bury them…”

Ji Fan’s eyes showed a look of reminiscence: “At that time, I also asked him why, and he told me that no one can guarantee that the day will not come when he will die. He hoped that if one day, when he fell in the wild forest, there would be someone to collect his body…”

“Brother Xiaofan, are you remembering your father?”

“It’s the last continuation of their lives. For me, there’s no way I can forget those things.”

“The world of immortal cultivation is also full of dangers every day. Are you afraid, brother Xiaofan? You might encounter an accident one day.”

The young man looked at Yueyan, his eyebrows slowly raised: “I will not die. After this, there will be an important person watching me. I will prove to her that her expectations will not be in vain.”

Yueyan raised her eyebrows slightly, with a look of curiosity on her face: “Who is the ‘important person’ you are talking about?”

A figure dressed in white as white as snow and as bright as the moon appeared in his mind.

He said softly, “My master, Ke Jiu.”

Yueyan was stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, a hint of charm flashed across her eyes.

She covered her mouth and said, “I wonder what kind of person Senior Ke is?”

“Well, although he doesn’t look very easy to get along with…but my master is a good person.”

He is a good person. Yueyan’s expression became more and more strange. She really didn’t know whether this was a good evaluation in the world of immortal cultivation.

“She thinks so highly of you, she will probably come to see you in person during this assessment.”

“Maybe… he will come.” The young man didn’t seem very confident when he said this.

He remembered the day when he woke up. Ke Jiu turned his head away, as if he didn’t dare let him see his expression.

He called out to her, but all he saw was her back.

Why can’t you look at me?

Ji Fan was puzzled. After he woke up, his master seemed afraid to face him. Occasionally, when he glanced at him, his eyes were cold and hesitant.

What had happened? Had he done something wrong?

After that, the boy kept doubting himself. After Ke Jiu handed him over to Shen Jue, he hadn’t visited him for three years.

He knew that Ke Jiu had gone into seclusion to practice, so he had not come to see him.

But I was still hesitant in my heart, so I kept asking others for confirmation anxiously.

Dusk had completely enveloped the earth. Ji Fan found some dry branches and lit a fire.

The fire opened a gap in the darkness, and the flickering light fell on his face. His eyelids drooped, as if he was thinking about something.

“I miss it so much,” Yue Yan sighed, “It’s been a long time, but I can still remember those things vividly, as if they happened yesterday.”

Yueyan’s face showed a nostalgic look, and her eyes seemed to be reminiscing. She said: “My brother has always been undisciplined by nature. When he was your age, he left the family alone and went up the mountain to look for immortal fate…”

Ji Fan looked up: “Going up the mountain alone? Isn’t this a very dangerous thing?”

“Yes, so everyone in the family was almost going crazy. They all rushed to the mountain to look for him. I also went up the mountain with him.”

“Sister Ruyan was still young at that time, how could the family let you go without worrying about it?”

“Yeah,” Yueyan smiled, “So I went there secretly without telling them.”

“Huh?”

“Unfortunately, their concerns were correct. I was lost not long after I went up the mountain to look for my brother.”

“Then behind you…”

“But fortunately, my brother found and rescued me.”

The boy nodded slightly.

“That night, my brother lit a bonfire just like you are now, and told me a lot of things. He wanted to see the Thousand Cliffs of the Northern Province, to see the sand in the Golden Desert of the Western Province slip through his fingers, and to go to the legendary Penglai Island… He didn’t want to be a tool of the family.”

“Sister Ruyan’s elder brother must be a very powerful person.” The young man praised sincerely.

“Yes, it’s very similar to you at that moment!”

The boy scratched his head in confusion.

“Is there anything about me that could make Sister Ruyan associate with it?”

“Xiaofan’s sincerity and kindness to strangers reminded me of my brother…”

Ji Fan nodded hesitantly: “Then I’ll take this as a thank you for Sister Ruyan’s compliment.”

There was a cool breeze blowing, the flames swayed, and the firelight flickered.

Yueyan shuddered and subconsciously hugged her arms.

The boy noticed it and subconsciously asked, “Sister Ruyan, do you feel cold?”

“A little bit.” As she spoke, she curled up a little tighter.

“I didn’t notice that your clothes are a little thin.”

Ji Fan chanted some magic spell, took out a cotton jacket from the Qiankun bag on his waist and handed it to Yue Yan.

Yueyan took the cotton socks and said, “Brother Xiaofan, you are so thoughtful.”

“It’s just a small favor. Sister Ruyan, you always praise me like this, which makes me feel embarrassed…”

“Haha,” Yue Yan smiled softly, “I’m just telling the truth, because Xiao Fan is indeed such a gentle person.”

“When I was reading Tongjianlu before, it said that people on the island of Weizhou particularly liked to use the word ‘gentle’ when praising others.”

“I’m not from Lizhou.”

“That’s not what I meant, it’s just…”

Yueyan asked, “Just what?”

If you emphasize too much on something that everyone has, it will seem too cheap.

Somehow, the words that Ke Jiu once said popped up in my mind.

The boy smiled slightly: “Nothing, I just suddenly had some distracting thoughts.”

“Brother Xiaofan, can I sit next to you?”

“Uh…okay.”

Yueyan didn’t hesitate and stood up and sat next to him.

“Do you want to know? Why did I come to Liuyun Mountain and where did my brother go?”

In fact, I am not very interested in it, but the book I studied when I was a teenager said that when a person wants to share, it means that the other person regards you as a friend who can understand him or her, and listening is the best way to gain the other person’s friendship.

“Well, I want to hear what Sister Ruyan has to say.”

He nodded slowly.

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