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The cave was covered by a layer of enchantment like water patterns, and those monster hunters passed by the cave without even looking at it.

"Ah Yue." Yao Bai called out, and Shuiyue came out shaking her hair, as if she had just woken up.

"Send the fox back for me." Yaobai ordered, "Don't let the people outside find it."

Shuiyue responded and led the white-tailed mountain fox away.

Yifu watched it disappear into the hole, feeling incredible, "This is... your cat?"

Of course Yaobai wanted to protect Shuiyue's face as a ferocious beast, so he said seriously: "Ah Yue is a mighty leopard, so I told him not to show his true self in order not to scare you."

"...Oh" It seems more unbelievable that a bird raises a leopard than a cat.He glanced at Yaobai, thinking that he might not be a helpless little sparrow spirit, maybe he was the monster boss on this hill.The reason why I am always alone is because the heights are extremely cold.

The longer he was with Yaobai, the more conspicuous the red mole on Yifu's face was, which was a sign that Wen Bufan's soul was about to wake up.Yao Bai didn't know whether the sudden high fever the night before was due to the same reason, but after Yifu woke up, it seemed that he was not the same as before.

He would suddenly fall silent while he was talking; he would interrupt what he was doing without warning, and then look up at Yao Bai, and he would draw birds in the mud with branches.

Now he floated up and squatted next to the firewood ash and poked the ground with a branch, his expression was so focused that he couldn't even be disturbed by the snoring of Shuiyue beside him.Halfway through the painting, he frowned and said doubtfully, "It doesn't seem to be like this."

Yao Bai poked his head over, and saw that the tits that had already formed on the ground were wiped by him and changed beyond recognition.

"It's not troublesome, just rub it and paint it, what kind of tit can it be, it can't have a goose leg." He thought it was a mess, shaking the braised goose leg that was slick and oily in his hand, complaining.

Without raising his head, he smoothed the sand with his hands and started painting again.

Yaobai stared at him speechlessly for a long while, felt a headache, and continued to eat goose legs without taste.

On the second day, Shuiyue caught a pheasant with a red tail and was about to roast it.Just waking up, he stood up and said nothing to let Shuiyue roast it.

Shuiyue was snatched away by someone, but the other party was still Wen Bufan, so he was not happy on the spot. He yelled "Aww" and the stone wall fell to dust, grinning and pacing around Yifu, as if he was thinking about where to start his mouth. .

Yifu was frightened out of his wits by the soft-bodied white-tailed mountain fox before, but he is not afraid of the real beast Shuiyue.The unusually quiet eyes swept forward lightly, and Shuiyue was so angry that she whimpered on the spot.

Yaobai had a headache, so he could only stuff Shuiyue back to Yuanshen.

Yifu put the pheasant on his lap, and wiped off the rainwater from the feathers with his sleeve.The pheasant seemed to know that he would not hurt itself, so it nestled obediently in its arms, the feathers on the tip of its tail hopped up and down.His movements were very light and slow, Yao Bai even remembered the strength of his hands pressing on the wings.

The fire in the cave was raging, orange-red light hit the side of the face, Yao Bai watched it silently for a while, then suddenly called out: "Wen Bufan."

Yifu raised his head, dazed for a moment, and then his expression became puzzled.

Yaobai smiled, the smile meandered from the corner of his mouth before it reached the corner of his eyes, and suddenly stopped abruptly, followed by a sense of loss all over the sky.He was glad that the person sitting in front of him was not Wen Bufan.But for a moment, Yao Bai hoped that he was Wen Bufan.

The rain stopped before evening, and the sun came out for a while.The rain and fog dissipated, and the rosy light fell on the mountain stream, and a smoky rainbow was erected between the two peaks.After being bored in the cave all day, Yao Bai couldn't help but want to go out to breathe.

Before leaving, Yifu was sleeping—Yaobai manipulated the barrier so that Yifu would not spend so much time awake when he was with him.

As soon as Yao Bai left, the superfluous effect of the barrier was useless, he floated in the corner and turned over, and sat up dazedly after a while.The red-tailed pheasant was warming in front of the fire, and when he woke up, he ran over shaking him.

Yifu stretched out his hand to touch his back, "Why don't you leave, that cat... that leopard comes again and will roast you again."

Yao Bai came back when it was dark, and saw a pheasant painted on the ground beside the fire.If you look closely, it doesn't look like it. The tail in the painting is longer and the body is more slender. It doesn't look like a chicken but a bird.

Yao Bai took half a step back, squatted down to take a closer look, and immediately, his chest froze, and he recognized that this was his fairy appearance when he was sleeping.

He subconsciously looked at Yifu, who was leaning against the stone wall imprinted with fire, already asleep.

Yifu slept so deeply that he didn't even turn over all night.Yao Bai stared until dawn, he knew that as long as he didn't leave, Wen Bufan's spirit would wake up sooner or later.

"No wonder I disturbed your experience in this world." Yao Bai lightly traced the outline of his face with his fingers, and muttered softly: "If you want to blame, you can only blame you for being too inhuman. Our deep-rooted enmity between the two of us cannot be easily resolved."

"I won't come to you again in the next life."

"Yifu..." Yao Bai quietly shed tears, "Wen Bufan, goodbye."

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The morning light shone into the cave early, and Yao Bai pushed and floated to wake him up.

"I'll take you back to the Stone Temple." Yaobai squatted in front of him and said, "Don't be afraid, no one will remember me, and naturally no one will remember what happened that day. You are just working in the back mountain, and you have to go back to rest when it gets dark." .”

After he finished speaking, he got up and walked out, standing with his back facing Yifu at the entrance of the cave, waiting for him.

The sunshine after the rain was extraordinarily clean and bright, as if it had been washed, and it hurt my eyes.After a while, he got up and caught a glimpse of the oddly shaped porcelain bowl that had fallen under the stone wall. He thought for a while and walked over to pick it up.

Yaobai heard the footsteps, said without turning his head, "Let's go." After speaking, he walked away first.

Yifu froze in place for a moment, then raised his heels up.He was very calm, and there were other problems in his mind, such as the cat raised by Yaobai, which should become good friends with the big white in the temple.For example, yesterday's pheasant, I don't know when it left, and I even thought of that kind mountain fox, its big tail is very beautiful.

The sunlight twists and turns through the layers of leaves and falls on the pine needles in the forest. It reminds me of Yaobai sitting on the threshold, holding a pen to draw pictures of beauties when the summer is not over. The drawing paper is hung on a high branch.He would also squat by the pond to feed the fish in the evening, counting the fish in the water first, and then counting out the fish food, and told himself that the fish are stupid creatures, they don’t know how hungry they are, and they will starve themselves to death.

Yao Bai walked ahead, his small figure getting farther and farther away in the light and shadow.Holding the porcelain bowl in his arms, Yifu realized that he had stopped at some point

He glanced forward, then suddenly ran wildly, "Xiaobai!"

Yao Bai paused, then turned around.

Yifu stood in front of him with red eyes, "Everyone doesn't remember you, so will I?"

Yao Bai's eyes dimmed in an instant, and there was a layer of real sadness in his eyes.Yaobai suddenly realized that his sadness was not for Wen Bufan, nor for the one who carried Wen Bufan's soul.

Just give Yifu, a little monk from Stone Temple.

Yifu didn't get an answer, but he already knew the answer in his heart, and he also knew that Yaobai would not come to Stone Temple again.

He lowered his head and wept a lot of tears.Soon he raised his head to look at Yao Bai, and said in a babbling voice: "Did you see the bird I drew on the ground yesterday? For some reason, I took it as you when I drew it, and I thought you should be more beautiful." I always have a bird in my mind, which is very, very beautiful, but I can’t describe it, and I can’t draw it.” His eyes seemed to be fixed on Yao Bai’s body, and he asked tearfully: “Xiao Bai, is our previous life real? Know? You appeared in the back mountain, talking to me and playing with me, is it because..."

He seemed to find his absurd assumptions funny as he spoke, so he stopped talking in the end.

"What does your original body look like, can you show me?" Last Yifu asked him in a low voice, looking extremely cautious.