After my soul traveled through time and space, I became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang

Shen Zhao walked around the altar more than four times, observing carefully each time but found nothing except the wisp of incense in front of the tablet.

The temple is not completely enclosed. From the direction where the smoke is drifting, one can tell that there are ventilated areas in the temple, but that area may not allow people to pass through.

She averted her gaze and frowned in thought.

This firefly flower is nourished by the blood of the Cai family. This is all Duan Lu Chong knows. He only knows that this firefly flower was made into powder when he was a child. He has never even seen the original firefly flower and can only observe it from the only pictures and murals. But there is no doubt that the firefly flower is indeed a plant.

There are roots, stems, leaves and flowers.

According to common experience, as long as it is a plant, no matter whether it is rare or not, its way of survival must be inseparable from the spread of other things, otherwise it would not have survived to this day.

As for what it is...

She looked up at Mu Yanchen and Situ Rui, "Please help me think about what can help the firefly flower reproduce. According to Duan Lu Chong, this thing has been growing here since ancient times. Later, the Cai family moved here and seized the right to grow it, and destroyed everything around it. Only then did the firefly flower become the property of the Cai family. And I think if the firefly flower is nourished by the blood of the Cai family, and it grew in the mountains in ancient times, then it cannot be nourished by the blood of the Cai family alone. Perhaps it is nourished by the blood of other things."

"Your speculation makes sense." Situ Rui nodded. "You are speculating about fireflies growing in the wild. If there is something that can help it reproduce, it should be a living ancient object that can survive to this day. Is this thing so easy to find?"

He looked at Mu Yanchen worriedly, who had no expression on his face and seemed to be keeping out of the matter.

Indeed, Shen Zhao lowered her head. This thing was really hard to find. She had walked around the altar so many times, but she didn't find any creatures...

After a brief silence, Mu Yanchen said, "Let the others come in and clear the vents of the temple. We will go outside to look for it."

Situ Rui did not suspect anything and directly ordered the men in black who were following him to go into the inner hall. Those people were well prepared and had all kinds of tools available. They had also set up a fence to prevent the dust from spreading.

Shen Zhao and Mu Yanchen were isolated outside the curtain. They could only hear the machines inside turning and roaring, and the work began.

Shen Zhao raised his eyes to look at Mu Yanchen. He was standing quietly beside her. He seemed to talk less after arriving at the temple. Under the limited lighting, Shen Zhao still found some slight differences in him.

His face seemed even paler than when he came.

This was not a good thing. She frowned, her face solemn. When she reached out to feel Mu Yanchen's pulse, he turned around as if inadvertently, and her fingertips fell into empty space.

It was hanging in the air, trembling, with no expression on its face, but its eyes were filled with deep sorrow.

Like a turbulent current at night, it twists and turns and reaches the deep sea at the end.

"Mu Yanchen," she asked softly, "are you poisoned?"

The only sound in the temple was the non-stop running of machines. It was noisy, but it made the atmosphere here even more eerie.

Tick-tick, the second hand was moving. Shen Zhao stood facing Mu Yanchen's back. It seemed that the wind was a little stronger, lifting their sleeves and dragging them in the air.

No one answered her question.

Shen Zhao's heart seemed to be squeezed tight. She walked over step by step. Each step was extremely difficult as if she was being dragged by a heavy weight. But she still walked behind him and put her hands around his straight and thin back.

She buried her head in the texture of his back and said gently, "It's okay. At worst, I'll die with you. I have more experience in this area than you."

This seemingly light-hearted joke did not bring any comfort to Mu Yanchen. He felt the warmth coming from his back. That was the meaning of his life. How much he wanted to possess her completely and for a long time, but... His thick black eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyes to look in the direction of the curtain. With the current progress, even if he found the incompatible object, he was afraid that he could not wait any longer.

How could he be so selfish as to ask her to stay with him forever? She could have a better life and there could be other people by her side, even though he was extremely resistant.

He turned around and stared at Shen Zhao with his eyes downcast, but she grabbed his wrist and pressed her fingertips accurately on his chaotic and gradually weakening pulse. Her eyebrows knitted deeply and she choked up and said, "Why didn't you say it? It's been a while, right? It was when you came in, right?"

He pinched her palm lovingly, rubbing it gently with his fingertips. There was a tingling sensation, as if an electric current was flowing from the waist to the whole body. Shen Zhao shrank back, but he held her hand even tighter. Then he said, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but that Night Flower Devouring doesn't work anymore. I just had an injection not long ago, but the symptoms started to appear so soon. It proves that if I can't find something that counteracts it, I will definitely die."

Shen Zhao held his hand tightly, his eyes were blood red, but his pupils were still shining, "I won't let you die, and you are not allowed to push me away again. Don't think about what is best for me. I will make my own choices, so don't give up until the last moment, you have to promise me!"

Almost begging, Shen Zhao knew very well that if a patient lost the will to live, no amount of external support would be of any use.

Mu Yanchen looked at her deeply, his Adam's apple slid, and he pulled her into his arms. He buried his head deep in her neck, inhaling her unique scent, and said, "Now that you've said this, I can't bear to drag you to die with me, so I promise you."

Situ Rui turned around and saw the boss and his girlfriend hugging each other. For a moment, he didn't know whether to remind them or keep silent for a while. However, considering that time was running out, he still took the risk and reminded them: "Boss, break it open."

The hole made by the man in black was so big that it almost knocked open one side of the temple.

Looking out from the big hole, there is a flat land outside that then extends to the cliff, and then outside is the sea.

Unexpectedly, the Cai family’s temple was built on the edge of a cliff. If there hadn’t been a hole dug out, it would have been almost isolated from the outside world, and not even the sound of the waves could be heard.

Shen Zhao had even thought that the temple was built deep in the forest.

They walked out of the big hole. There were weeds all over the ground and almost no other plants. There was only an old tree clinging to the cliff. From the diameter of the rhizome, one could guess how old the tree was.

Shen Zhao didn't know if there were any things that were incompatible with fireflies, but how would he know if he didn't try?

"Situ Rui, take out the powder. I only want one bottle. You keep the rest properly."

Situ Rui glanced at Mu Yanchen, and seeing that he agreed, he handed a bottle to Shen Zhao.

Shen Zhao did not hesitate and sprinkled the bottle of powder on the cliff, then waited for his luck.