esitation and roundabout tactics are not the way to make friends.Jiang Wang also did not hide his intention to seek talents. He directly said, “Please, Mr. Xu, act as a go-between and arrange a meetin...During the days of recuperation, I gritted my teeth and remained silent every day.

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The curtains always hung on the silver hooks, and except when taking medicine, the two people always kept their distance.

That kind of distance exists not only in this room, but also far beyond the five and a half steps between the bed and the tea table.

It was another night—Jiang Wang didn't know what day it was, because he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, and there was no way to communicate with others.

From the day I woke up, I had been taking medicine for five days.

Just like every day before, Miaoyu entered the room in the dead of night. She was still wearing her gray monastic robes, her long hair covered by a monk's hat, and her face obscured by a Bodhi mask.

Jiang Wang could roughly sketch out the scene just by listening to the footsteps.

He had never felt this powerless in his entire life. Every day, he could only lie stiffly on the bed, slowly transporting Dao Yuan and silently nourishing his body, waiting for it to recover.

It is impossible to practice cultivation, nor do I have the energy to explore my inner self. Even if I study Taoist techniques in my heart, I cannot expend too much effort thinking about them. After a while of contemplation, I must rest for a while.

In addition, just listening to the footsteps, fading away and coming closer again.

Speaking of which, this should be his longest period of "rest" ever. In the past, no matter what time it was, he had never slacked off in his practice. But now, due to his physical condition, he can only intermittently transport Dao Yuan and ponder Dao techniques, and can't do much more.

I spend a lot of time sleeping, and a lot of time just staring blankly ahead.

When he slept, he was drowsy and in a daze. When he daydreamed, his thoughts ran wild.

Miaoyu walked into the room, as usual, lighting a lamp first. This bronze lamp used lamp oil boiled from pi-sang resin, which had the effect of calming the mind and settling the heart, especially suitable for those who were bedridden.

A single oil lamp flickered, casting a soft glow throughout the room.

She took out three bowls of cooked medicine from the storage box one by one, and checked each with a sprig of simulacrum grass.

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The creeping vine is doing well, today's medicine was just right. Miaoyue calmly put it away.

After adjusting the temperature of the medicine slightly with his internal energy, he took out a wooden tray and placed the three bowls of rather unappetizing-looking medicine on it. He walked towards the bedside—one bowl was a multicoloured and very complex concoction, one bowl was a sickly green with fluorescence, and one bowl was as black as ink.

She looked at the strange creatures, and suddenly remembered the bowl of "soup" she had in the black bear's den. She couldn't help but curl her lips up.

Thus, he walked with even more vigor.

With a graceful lotus step, a fragrant breeze shifted slightly.

She moved to the bedside with a graceful gait, lifting him with one hand and pulling him up against the headboard.

The smell of the three bowls of medicine mixed together, forming a indescribable terrible scent. It wasn't just a nose-piercing smell, it felt like it could pierce your heart as well.

Jiang Wang glanced around, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

Under the mask, Miao Yu's mouth curled up again, but she still didn't speak. She simply lifted one of the bowls and moved it towards Jiang Wang's lips.

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The consequences of refusal, Jiang Wang had already remembered clearly.

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So honestly, he opened his mouth wide.

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A touch more smile appeared in Miaoyu's eyes as she gently poured the bowl of ink-black medicine into it.

Glug, glug.

Jiang Wang quickly swallowed.

With a will as strong as his, even his brow was furrowed now, tight as iron.

Miaoyu's hands were steady, and the second bowl of multicolored medicine had already been brought.

With a gaze that seemed to embrace death, Jiang Wang opened his mouth once more...

After pouring down three bowls in succession, she put away the medicine bowl and tray. She then picked up a handkerchief and haphazardly wiped around Jiang Wang's mouth.

Grabbing onto Jiang Wang's leg again, he yanked it downwards, making him return from a sitting to a lying position—this attitude made Jiang Wang feel incredibly ashamed, as if he were just a few-month-old baby who could only be controlled by adults.

But he couldn't protest—he knew that woman was just waiting for him to speak.

Not at all.

Jiang Wang continued his gritted-teeth cold war.

While Miaoyu had already left the bedside with utter indifference.

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One, two, three, four, five...five and a half steps.

She sat down at the tea table.

She sat opposite Jiang Wang with her back to him, cross-legged and eyes closed.

Her graceful figure was like a painting, cast onto the wall by the light. What kind of artist could have painted such a beautiful scene

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In a short while, the lights were blown out.

Oil made from Pi Sang resin is excellent for healing, but only light it for half an hour each night. Any more and it's excessive.

Moonlight was also kept outside the window, now only the darkness flowed between the two of them.

One person sat, the other lay down, both breathing evenly.

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It seems like there's nothing going on, just wasting time.

But both knew, no matter how long the night... it would eventually pass.

Accidents always happen unexpectedly.

Da da da!

Suddenly, a knock on the door sounded.

Jiang Wang only felt a gust of wind, and he was squeezed inside, and there was one more person beside him.

The white curtain has already fallen, and the tiny silver hook swings back and forth in the empty space.

His heart tensed suddenly.

"Yu Zhen, little sister."

A female voice sounded outside the door.

Jade True Is that her new name

After nursing his wounds here for so long, he was visited for the first time. He even thought that no one would come to see him.

A woman's voice rang out beside him: "Senior Sister, I'm already resting. Is there anything"

That's a bit too close...

The door had been pushed open and then closed again.

An unknown “senior sister” has already walked into the room.

Jiang Wang was very nervous. He guessed this nervousness was because of his current identity and situation. The suspicion of being a demon tamer hadn't been cleared, and how many places in the world would dare to shelter him He couldn't be discovered by others.

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"You don't need to get up." Hearing the voice, that 'senior sister' should be standing by the door: "I'm just here to say a few words to you. When facing you directly, I really don't know what to say..."

Jiang Wang could only feel that his arm seemed to touch a mass of water. The water clung to the shape of his arm, warm and soft.

There seemed to be a whirlpool there, drawing all of his attention.

Everything was actually very quiet. He could clearly hear his own heartbeat.

"Senior Sister... what do you want to say."

It was only then that Jiang Wang realized her voice was different from usual. Gone were the myriad charms and allure, replaced by a simple, pure, and free tone.

From Miaoyu, Bai Lian, to Yu Zhen, what did she go through

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Jiang Wang had always known that she didn't know her. And she had always believed that she didn't want to know.

But he couldn't plug his ears either, so all he could do was eavesdrop in this awkward way...

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“You rarely see people, but it's a rare delight to have you staying at the Hermitage these days.” A female voice by the door said: "When my sister saw you, she was very happy..."

Miaoyu's breathing seemed to have become heavier, that weight, as if pressing down on the air, making Jiang Wang's breaths feel less natural at this moment.

But her voice still flowed out in that pure tone —

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“I'm easily restless and can't stay in one place for long. Sometimes, I encounter a little cat or dog and linger there for quite some time... Sister, it must be truly tiring taking care of everything here at the temple.”

Jiang Wang awkwardly wanted to move to the side a little, but his body was simply too weak.

His breathing was becoming increasingly labored.

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For some reason, he felt like there was a fire source beside him.

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There is an incredible temperature, burning something.

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A fire without flame, a burning without heart.n mid-air.>Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Now, the piece of paper was directly facing him.With a bronze demon mask and cropped hair, Zhao Ruocheng, seemed to be faci...