"Mother... Brother Xiao is alright, isn't he?"
"Mother doesn't know either. He should, should be alright..."
"Mother, this big sister is so beautiful. But why doesn't she have any hair?"
"Weiwei, she's a monk. But this is Mother's first ti seeing a female monk too."
"Then Mother, what is this thing? It's pink and plump, and it has wings. It's so cute." As she spoke, Ning Wei extended her hand and gently poked the unconscious Hundun.
Little Hundun's plump belly bounced up and down.
"Well, Mother actually doesn't know either." Madam Wang quickly pulled her daughter's hand down. "But you can't touch other people's things carelessly."
"Oh..."
Ning Wei nodded and continued looking at the big sister lying on the bed.
Not long ago, when the young woman was washing clothes by the river, she saw a lotus flower slowly drifting from upstream.
On the lotus flower lay a man and a woman.
After Madam Wang rescued the man and woman from the lotus flower, only then did she discover that the man was Young Master Xiao.
Madam Wang hurriedly pulled Young Master Xiao down from the lotus flower, found so hay to cover him, pushed him back to the courtyard on a small cart, and managed not to be discovered by anyone.
"Mother, look, this big sister seems to be waking up."
Seeing the big sister's long eyelashes gently flutter, Ning Wei quickly tugged at her mother's sleeve.
Madam Wang raised her head to look and saw the young girl lying on the bed slowly opening her eyes.
The young girl's eyes carried a trace of bewildernt.
When Wangxin saw a woman and a little girl at the bedside watching her, she was even more confused.
She only rembered an Immortal realm cultivator striking a palm toward her. She had sacrificed the protective treasure that Abbot Grandfather had given her, and then she didn't know what happened after that.
"Xiao Mo!"
After her consciousness beca completely clear, Wangxin imdiately thought of Xiao Mo.
"Miss, don't worry. Young Master Xiao is resting in the next room." Madam Wang comforted Wangxin, asking with confusion, "May I ask what relationship Miss has with Young Master Xiao?"
"Xiao Mo is my friend," Wangxin answered. "Two benefactors, may I ask where this is..."
"This is our residence. Earlier, Miss and Young Master Xiao were drifting downstream on a lotus flower. I intercepted the lotus flower and brought Young Master Xiao and Miss back ho.
Actually, our family has known Young Master Xiao for quite so ti.
Back then in Luofeng City, when Forgetting River Sect wanted to forcibly take away this humble one's daughter, it was Young Master Xiao who helped us.
Afterward, Young Master Xiao had soone escort this humble one and my daughter to Ten Thousand Dao Sect..."
To put Wangxin at ease, Madam Wang explained the course of events in detail, and also recounted Young Master Xiao's kindness to their family back in Luofeng City.
Wangxin learned that Madam Wang and her daughter had indeed moved into Karma Blood Peak, and that Xue Kui had taken them in.
However, just a few months ago, Xue Kui told them that the Yin-Yang Eyes needed to train in the mortal world for a period of ti and that it wasn't suitable to stay in a demonic sect, so she sent the two of them to this courtyard, saying she would bring them back after four years.
Although Wangxin wasn't clear on the reasons, this encounter was indeed fate.
Wangxin got out of bed and walked to Xiao Mo's room. She channeled spiritual power into Xiao Mo's body, examining his physical condition.
Just as Wangxin had anticipated, although Xiao Mo had preserved his life after failing to overco the tribulation this ti, this was after all the Immortal tribulation.
After failing the tribulation, Xiao Mo's spiritual veins and root bones had suffered severe damage. His realm had already fallen to Nascent Soul, and even teetered precariously, at risk of being unable to maintain even the Nascent Soul realm at any mont...
Setting aside his realm, Xiao Mo's soul had also suffered a certain degree of damage, and no one knew how long it would take for him to wake up.
For most people, soul damage of this severity would likely an lying in bed for an entire lifeti, unable to awaken.
The day after Wangxin woke up, little Hundun also woke.
Little Hundun hadn't been injured at all.
However, when it saw its master lying motionless on the bed, its mood beca extrely dejected.
"Migu, migu..."
Sitting at Xiao Mo's bedside, little Hundun nuzzled Xiao Mo's cheek, trying to wake its master, but it was completely futile.
One day...
Two days...
Three days...
As ti passed day by day, Wangxin and little Hundun had already gotten used to life here because the village where Wangxin was staying had quite a few villagers, and her appearance was too conspicuous, news might spread and attract cultivators.
So Wangxin once again put on a wig, took off her monk robes, and changed into ordinary hemp clothing.
Wangxin cared for Xiao Mo every day, wiping his body and brewing various dicinal formulas.
Besides calling "migu" a few tis by Xiao Mo's ear every day at fixed tis, trying to wake him, little Hundun would fly around with Wangxin, searching for various rare treasures.
Whatever thods could be tried, Wangxin would try them all.
She even chanted Buddhist scriptures to the dead tree in the courtyard, hoping Buddha would bless Xiao Mo to wake up.
Watching everything Wangxin did for Young Master Xiao, although Miss Wangxin said they were just friends,
Madam Wang felt it was definitely more than that.
If they were only friends, how could she do all this?
For Miss Wangxin, it seed that Xiao Mo was her very life.
Before they knew it, half a month had passed.
A heavy snow fell on this small village.
The snow began falling in the latter half of the night and still hadn't stopped by daybreak.
The earthen-yellow rooftops were all covered with a thick layer of white. Only around a few chimneys were dark, damp marks visible. Snowflakes fell on the straw piled on the courtyard wall, accumulating in a loose layer.
The bare paulownia tree stood in the courtyard, its branches slightly drooping under the weight of the snow. Occasionally, clumps of snow would slide off the branches, scattering fine snow fragnts beneath the tree.
Occasionally, the sound of a dog barking ca from within the courtyard, muffled and quickly returning to silence.
Early in the morning, when Ning Wei woke up, she saw Sister Wangxin kneeling beneath that paulownia tree as usual, chanting Buddhist scriptures and praying for Brother Xiao's blessing.
"Sister Wangxin..." Ning Wei walked forward, calling out softly.
"Mm?" Wangxin slowly opened her eyes and looked at the girl beside her.
"Sister Wangxin, why do you pray to a paulownia tree? Shouldn't you pray to a Buddha statue?" Ning Wei asked.
Actually, Ning Wei had wanted to ask for many days now but Mother told her not to disturb Sister Wangxin.
Curiosity kept expanding in Ning Wei's heart, and today she finally couldn't hold back anymore.
"Abbot Grandfather said that Buddha is in all things. As long as one's heart is sincere, there's no need to face a Buddha statue. Even facing a rock would be acceptable," Wangxin answered gently.
"But Sister Wangxin, you've been praying for so long. What if Buddha doesn't respond?" Ning Wei asked.
"If Buddha doesn't answer , then I'll keep praying."
"Then how long will Sister Wangxin pray for..." Ning Wei asked with concern.
"How long..."
The young girl raised her head, watching the snowflakes fall through the air.
"Until the world's black hair turns white."
"Until dead trees bloom beneath the clouds."
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