Chapter 30

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Blood Demon (1)

Blood eyes, without a trace of emotion, like the coldest ice.

Pei Yu’s heart was shocked, not by the bloody eyes, but by this person, exactly like herself!

Huai Bai chased after her, and the woman’s eyes curled up, she seemed to smile and waved her sleeves casually.

The blood mist flooded towards Huaibo.

“Master, be careful!” Pei Yu didn’t have time to think about who this person was, jumped over the mountain stream, and ran over.

The next moment, Huai Bai suddenly jumped up, like a verdant blue bird flying past the blood moon. Holding the jade bamboo in her hand, she pierced towards the woman.

Her speed was too fast, and she saw a blue afterimage hit, bringing a cold wind, the black-clothed woman’s robe was rolled up by the wind, and the curtain was fluttering. She turned a little to avoid the thorn.

The bamboo sticks stabbed on the stone and bent into a crescent-like width. Huai Bai’s waist was softer than bamboo. With force, she folds in the air and then stabs at the woman.

Pei Yu stopped, she had already seen that this was not a life-and-death struggle, and neither of the two people on the court had any intention of killing.

The woman’s black gauze hat was rolled up, revealing a little blood-red mottled skin, Huai Bai’s hand trembled, and the bamboo branches changed direction and brushed from the woman’s side.

“It’s really you…” Huai Bai stood on the stone and stretched out her hand to the woman. The moment her hand touched the black clothes, the woman’s figure suddenly turned into a few bloody spots, dissipating in the cold wind and remaining night.

Huai Bai’s hand paused in the air.

At the same time, Pei Yu felt that there was something in her body. But she didn’t have time to tell, she walked quickly to Huai Bai and asked worriedly, “Master?”

Huai Bai looked at her hand frozen in the air for a moment, and then said: “It’s just a remnant thought.”

Xiao Bai ran over stupidly, “Huh? Remnant thought?”

The woman who has scared her for three hundred years is just a remnant thought?

Huai Bai stood in the moonlight, with her head hanging slightly, her complexion like frost and snow, and a little pale. It’s rare for her to be serious, and her whole person’s temperament has changed drastically. How gentle and harmless before, she is now more difficult to get close to. Like a sword, it was always wrapped in a gentle scabbard, but at the moment it finally gave out a bit of cold light.

Xiao Bai slowly moved back.

Regardless of the cold light, Pei Yu stretched out her hand to hold Huai Bai. The master’s hand was cold, her palms were wet and covered with cold sweat. Peiyu folded her hands, trying hard to warm them up.

Huai Bai felt the heat from the palm of her hand, and looked down at the hands of the two of them intersecting. She didn’t know what she thought of, and smiled very lightly.

“Master?” Pei Yu raised her head and looked at Huai Bai. Huai Bai’s beautiful eyes were bent, but her eyes were horribly cold, and she even felt the terrifying killing intent on Master’s body.

After another moment, all the ice and snow in Huai Bai’s eyes melted, and he returned to the original smiley look, “Cub, didn’t I just scare you?”

Pei Yu shook her head, still worried, “Master, you…”

Huai Bai seemed to know what she wanted to ask, but just smiled and said: “It’s just an old friend, it’s been a long time since I saw her again now, and it’s hard to calm down some feelings.”

Pei Yu squeezed Huai Bai’s hand tightly, unconsciously using a bit of force. She was a little uneasy and unsure, floating and sinking like duckweed in the water. In her memory, Master would never show such a painful expression, like being severely carved in the bottom of my heart, and finally scabbed, she was exposed to the black scab again, revealing a bloody wound.

Huai Bai held Pei Yu, raised her foot to stop Xiao Bai who wanted to escape, raised her eyebrows and smiled: “Want to run?”

Xiao Bai cried and said, “No.”

“A single remnant thought scared you for three hundred years,” Huai Bai sighed with emotion, hating iron and steel, and said: “You are still the Saint King of Zhushan, it is too embarrassing.”

Xiao Bai flatly spoke, and said aggrievedly: “I am a bamboo rat.” How bold can a bamboo rat be?

“Shameful, no, shameful!” Huaibo looked disgusted.

Xiao Bai defended in a low voice: “But that person, she is so terrible!”

Huai Bai nodded in agreement, “She is terrible, that woman is terrible.”

Pei Yu: “…”

“Okay, call out those beautiful bamboo rats, and I will send them into reincarnation.”

Xiao Bai lowered her eyebrows, and said dejectedly: “It’s useless. The magic tricks that the demon used hasn’t broken, these children won’t be able to enter reincarnation.”

Huai Bai thought for a while, “Then let’s break the spell.”

“Master,” Pei Yu said suddenly, “don’t we first figure out what happened?”

She felt that no matter when, she would never kill for no reason.

Huai Bai smiled and said: “Pei Yu, you don’t know how terrible that person is.” She said word by word: “Insidious and vicious, bloodthirsty, and loves to see others suffering. She does such a thing. It’s really normal.”

The blood on Pei Yu’s face was lost, “Master, I am not…”

She is not such a person.

She killed a lot of people in her previous life, but she always remembered Master’s teachings that life is precious and should not be killed indiscriminately… Even in the calamity, she never injured a single life.

Huai Bai touched her head, “I set up an enchantment here, and you obediently stay here and wait for me.”

Pei Yu refused to let go, “I want to be with Master.”

Huai Bai became rarely resolute, and slowly withdrew her hand, “Obey.”

Hearing the words, Peiyu lowered her head slightly, lowered her eyebrows and responded softly.

She has always been very obedient.

Huai Bai casts spells to set up a barrier on the rocks, and fears that the child will be bored for a long time. She puts down the bed, chairs, tables and stools, and fruits and vegetables. After a lot of warnings, she followed Xiao Bai down the mountain. When she left, she did not forget to leave behind a guardian.

Pei Yu sat on the small bench, holding her knees, quietly watching Huai Bai leave.

It was like in her previous life, she was sitting on the stone steps of Gushan, obediently waiting for the master to come home.

At that time, the sunset glow was like a brocade, the cold mountains weighed tens of thousands, and the world was dyed with warm golden color.

She has Gushan and a master.

She hung her head.

The rocks are dark and covered with moss.

A line of small footprints silently appeared on the moss.

Pei Yu saw a pair of embroidered shoes.

The embroidered shoes are very delicate, with embroidered hibiscus on the upper, and bright pearls inlaid on the toe.

The owner of the shoes is a little girl, born with pretty facial features, bright eyes and white teeth, but the figure is somewhat transparent, and she is not a living person at first glance.

Pei Yu squinted slightly and quietly held the lens in her hand. She had seen this little girl in the painting in the third aunt’s room.

The little girl stood there awkwardly, looking at her with a little fear, “Lord, master…”

Pei Yu frowned, “Are you calling me?”

… …

Huai Bai was carrying Xiao Bai in her hands. When she stepped into Huani Village, Xiao Bai asked, “Why did you come in?”

“I walked in.” Huai Bai emphasized, “different from you, I walked on two legs.”

Immediately afterwards, she stretched her long legs to demonstrate, “Look, I’m out, I’m in again, I’m out again, I’m in again!”

Xiao Bai was very helpless, “Of course I know that you walked in on two legs! Did you know that this village was cursed by that demon? Over the past three hundred years, only you have walked in.”

Huai Bai said “Oh”, think about it seriously, and then said sensibly, “That’s probably because we look too good-looking.”

Xiao Bai didn’t believe it: “Is it because you and the demon are good friends? So her magic is invalid for you.”

“Good friend?” Huai Bai laughed. “She is my enemy.”

Xiao Bai thought, your performance in the bamboo forest just now didn’t look like you met an enemy, but before she could say it, starving people on the village road walked staggeringly by, staring at them with turbid eyes, seeming to see some delicious delicacies. They kept saying: “So hungry, so hungry, so hungry…”

Xiao Bai was so scared that her white hair exploded.

Huai Bai glanced at her and said, “Not promising.”

She flicked the bamboo branch in her hand, and a cold snow suddenly fell under the cold moonlight.

“Go home and have milk when you are hungry!”

The snow flakes fluttered lightly, seemingly beautiful and harmless, but at the moment when the starving people touched the snow flakes, it suddenly turned into a pool of blood.

The long way was soaked with blood.

Such as ten miles of red lotus karma fire.

Xiao Bai twisted her body, desperately avoiding the strange snow flakes all over the sky, “You, what are you?”

Huai Bai chuckled, “It’s my sword.”

The world and all things are natural treasures, and all can be used by her, and all are her swords.

Huai Bai opened the door of the third aunt’s house, and was too lazy to be fooled, and walked straight to her bedroom. Seeing the meat mountain-like woman, there was a trace of surprise in her eyes, but she immediately returned to coldness.

“Step aside.”

The third aunt stood in front of the mountain of meat, “Do you know what happened? Why did you tell me to let go!”

Huai Bai said, “I only know what is behind you is not a living person.”

The third aunt hugged the meat mountain. The meat mountain was too big. She couldn’t put her hands together. She looked like she was leaping on top of the meat mountain. “She is! She said she was hungry!” Said: “If it weren’t for you evil spirit meddling in other people’s business, the young lady would have come back long ago!”

Xiao Bai quickly retorted: “What’s my business? You will avenge your grievances, and still have the face to blame others?”

“Avenge grievances? Hahahahaha.” The third aunt seemed to have heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, and laughed sorrowfully, with a distorted face and a hideous expression. “What do you know?” Her heart full of injustice and anger was pressed down in her heart. It took too long to finally talk at this moment, and before the two of them could speak again, she threw out the old thing like a bean.

Huai Bai clenched the bamboo branch impatiently. After a moment, she sighed slightly and listened to the third aunt’s speaking slowly.

The third aunt and the young lady met for the first time in a continuous rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

She is an orphan who was fed by traffickers and grew up.

That group of traffickers kept a dozen children in the ruined temple. They stole them from nowhere. They broke the children’s hands and feet, or abolished the children’s facial features, making these children look pitiful and miserable, so they could get a few more dollars.

The third aunt had no name at the time, so she was called Ah San.

Ah San was lucky and was born with a lovely and pitiful face. She would always get a few more pennies every day than other children, and she would receive less beatings and scoldings. Sometimes, the traffickers are in a good mood, and they give her a little and a half dirty and tough steamed buns.

She originally thought that there was nothing wrong with this, but in some vague childhood memories, she remembered that she also had a strict father and a loving mother. Although the family was poor, they were healthy. She was abducted once, and was displaced since then, and can’t find the way home anymore.

In the cold night, several thin children huddled on the thatch and shrank into a ball with the cold.

With the starlight leaked from the broken temple, Ah San raised her head and looked at the clay statue. The deity bowed her eyebrows and looked compassionate, as if pitying for the hardworking beings.

Ah San thought, if there is a god in this world, why not come to save her?

After more than a year, the group of children who came with her almost all died, and the traffickers abducted a group of smaller and poorer children. Ah San is older, even if she drags her hand and breaks her foot, she can’t arouse people’s sympathy, and there is less and less copper in the broken bowl.

The compassion of the world is always limited. Seeing a poor person, throwing a few money, weeping a few tears, you feel satisfied, and you won’t give other people any more money.

It rained for more than a month in Jiangnan that year.

There are few pedestrians on the street, the broken bowl is empty, and only one or two copper plates are scattered.

Ah San curled up under the eaves, her toes soaked in the mud and swelled out of shape.

She hasn’t eaten for several days. Those people took her copper plate, but did not give her a bite of the leftovers as before, “Forget it, this girl grows up and can’t ask for much money, it’s useless.” They said.

Ah San looked up at the gloomy sky, revealing a scarred face.

Is she going to die?

After death, you do not have to curl up under the eaves to endure the cold and starvation, do not have to be beaten and scolded every day, and you do not have to hide yourself with your hands and feet. No hunger, no cold, no pain.

But why is she still not reconciled?

She remembered that when her parents cooked a bowl of clear water noodles, they would always leave her the only egg. In the watery rice porridge, her bowl secretly put a spoonful of sugar. Someone once treated her with compassion, whispered to her, dressed her in winter, and shook a fan in midsummer.

Such an unbearable person like her was once the heart of her parents.

If you die, you really can’t find a way home.

Ah San’s hungry mind was dizzy and slowly slipped from the wall. The sewage blurred the eyes, flooded the ears and nose, choking into the lungs.

She is not reconciled, but what can she do if she is not reconciled?

Suddenly a pair of small embroidered shoes gradually appeared in front of her.

The upper is embroidered with hibiscus, and the toe is inlaid with bright pearls.

She has seen thousands of people, thousands of feet, but never seen such beautiful embroidered shoes, never seen such a beautiful little girl.

The fairy-like little girl slowly squatted down and moved the oil paper umbrella in her hand to her head to block the miserable wind and rain in the sky.

“Daddy, she is so pitiful, shall we save her?”

That day, in the misty rain of Jiangnan, Ah San met the young lady, and met her heaven and earth and gods.

The young lady gave Ah San a nice name called Ying Qiu.

The young lady’s father is an official man.

He has a wealth of wealth and power, and she is the only jewel in his hand.

Ying Qiu followed the young lady home.

The young lady’s home is big and magnificent, with blue tiles and white walls, and there are flowers and willows in the garden. In spring, it is colorful and blooming with tender willows. The young lady is holding a fan and flapping butterflies among the flowers.

Ying Qiu stood behind the willow tree and looked at her quietly. The young lady was wearing a floral dress, her face was pink, sweat dripping, and she was panting. Her smile is delicate and beautiful, more beautiful than flowers, and lighter than butterflies.

That was the scene Ying Qiu wanted to protect for her whole life.

It’s just that heaven’s will is unpredictable. Once the war was chaotic, the master died, and the big mansion was burned to ashes.

She led the young lady to escape from the hell on earth.

The two lonely women supported each other in the troubled times, wandering all the way, trekking through mountains and rivers, and after hard work, they finally walked to a small village like a peach blossom field.

The people here took them in.

They also had a very good time here.

The lady put down the butterfly fan, washed her hands and made soup for her, and she began to travel to and from the town to do some small business.

The troubled times have passed, and life has gradually improved.

They accepted orphans displaced in troubled times, opened a good lecturing academy, and became respected female teachers and businesswomen in the village.

There are more and more people wanting to marry her, and matchmakers have broken the threshold, but they are always turned away.

“Ying Qiu, why don’t you want to get married?” The lady sat on the horse, bending down to choose the food seriously, she seemed to just ask casually, but Ying Qiu saw her earlobes gradually red, and her face seemed to fly into the sky…

Ying Qiu said: “I want to be with Miss forever.”

The young lady said softly: “Now I am not a young lady, you don’t have to be like this…”

Ying Qiu bit her lip and plucked up the courage to say: “But I want to be with Miss forever… I’m willing to do this.”

The mountains and rivers are broken, and the country is not there. Miss is the only thing she wants to protect in this world, her sun.

But the good times didn’t last long, and the official wanted order was posted at the entrance of the village. The felon above is her young lady.

The village blew up immediately, and the villagers wanted to hand over the young lady, but Ying Qiu persuaded them. It’s not about knowing the reason and moving with affection, but using the money she earned from doing business and using the lady’s pearl jewelry.

In order to make the villagers keep the secret, she has to pay a large sum of money every month. As a result, her business is getting bigger and bigger and she spends less time with the lady. Later, in order to afford the villagers’ indefinite demands, she often traveled around a dozen places, sometimes for several months, but every month she carefully counted the money and asked someone to take it back to the village. For the villagers, and the ones for her young lady.

A few months later, when the spring blossoms, she returned to the village.

Huani Village is no longer the poor mountain village of the past. There is no one to work in the field, there are piles of weeds, and rows of new and beautiful houses are magnificent and beautiful. The villagers no longer farm, and just wait for the large sum of money she sends every month. They become rich, lazy, easy to work, and everyone is living well.

Ying Qiu thought, when you come back this time, let’s secretly take the young lady out.

She has saved enough money to allow them to escape from this official government land. They will go to sea together and live on an isolated island with no one.

It’s a bit hard on the island, but she will take care of the young lady. She knows what ointment can make the skin white and tender in the sea breeze and the sun, she knows when the most fish can be caught, and she knows what plants can be grown on the island that can be used for food.

She is ready for everything.

Then she pushed open the door.

A large swarm of black crows flew up.

The bedroom was empty, and she swayed slightly, holding on to the door frame to be able to stand firm. Then she slowly turned her head, her eyes stopped on the door of the firewood room.

A faint smell came from there.

A lock was hung on the door of the firewood room, and it was covered with dust.

She split the lock with a knife, and when she opened the door, a rancid smell came to the sky.

Ying Qiu leaned on the wall, tried to straighten her body, and walked into the wood room step by step.

Miss is dead.

She was locked in a wood shed and starved to death.

The wooden doors and window frames were covered with nail scratches. She lowered her head and saw the young lady’s hands that were as soft and delicate as white jade, which had festered out of shape, and all of her ten nails had broken off and fell to the ground.

Her mind was blank, but she numbly picked up ten bloody nails, and then she hugged the rotting and cold corpse and sat on the ground like a piece of wood. She can’t even think about what happened.

Her sun, her light, her heaven and earth and gods, redemption and hope…

“Want to take revenge?”

Ying Qiu raised her head blankly, and the woman speaking was covered in blood mist, only her red eyes were revealed.

“Who are you?”

The woman seemed to laugh, her voice was weird and hoarse, “My name, Gorefiend, come here.”

The Gorefiend bent down, her blood-red eyes met her, “Want to know what happened to her?”

Ying Qiu’s eyes moved, and suddenly many pictures appeared in front of her eyes.

The men in the village who coveted the beauty of the young lady threatened her with a wanted warrant and used her as a tool for venting. Those who had been favored by them greeted the money she sent and took the jade hairpin she bought for the young lady.

In the twelfth lunar month, flakes of snowflakes.

The little girl is alone, has no money, nothing to eat, cold and freezing, and she is pregnant with a child who she does not know who the father is. Seeing her belly getting bigger, she sat at the door in trepidation, staring at the flying snow in the sky, her eyes vacant.

After sitting for a while, the young lady probably felt too cold, stood up with her waist, and walked slowly towards the firewood house. At this moment, a few men suddenly rushed into the courtyard, drunk, and tried to force her.

The little girl hid in the wood room in fear and closed the door. The group of people clapped and knocked again, the wooden door banged, and after a while, they angrily locked the door of the wood house from the outside, and left again drunk.

Ying Qiu’s young lady, the person she vowed to protect, was a little bit stiff in this lonely winter.

She saw the young lady curled up on the ground, her bloody hands pulled on the ground, tears falling into the dust. She whimpered like a kitten, repeating: “Ying Qiu…”

No one knew she was dead, no one found her body. Those drunks have forgotten about it a long time ago.

It was cold in winter, and the corpse was not rancid.

The villagers thought the girl ran away quietly and discussed how to cheat more money from Ying Qiu.

The blood demon chuckled: “A year ago, the court did not want her anymore. The wanted order at the entrance of the village was removed long ago. The one you saw was posted by the villagers themselves. It is a fake. Everyone knows it. Only you two don’t know.”

With a bang in Ying Qiu’s ears, her eyes suddenly became red.

The Gorefiend continued to bewitched: “Do you want revenge?”

Ying Qiu said: “I want revenge! I want to kill them! I want them to die without being overwhelmed by life, and their souls are scattered!”

“It’s a price to make a deal with the devil. I will avenge you and take away your most precious thing.”

Ying Qiu smiled sadly: “What else can I lose?”

Her most precious thing is long gone.

The blood demon squinted slightly, looked at the pure white soul guarding Ying Qiu’s side, and smiled: “Okay.”

Ying Qiu killed all the people and turned them into starvation. Let them repeat the pain of starving to death again and again.

They will always feel hungry, but their throats have become as small as the eye of a needle, looking at the piles of grain, but they can’t eat a bite.

And Huani Village, separated from the world and not under the jurisdiction of heaven, becomes a ghost village.

Three hundred years passed in a flash.

The third aunt, or Ying Qiu, looked at them angrily: “What do you know? I’m just taking revenge. Shouldn’t those people and the things that are inferior to that group of pigs and dogs receive retribution?”

Xiao Bai was speechless, just murmured: “I don’t know this.” She paused, and then said: “But, but what did those children do wrong? You don’t even let the babies go, it’s really…”

Ying Qiu laughed lowly, “Exterminate humanity, yes, but I think they, these people, the world is so bad and rotten, it must be destroyed!”

Huai Bai’s eyes were complicated, and the bamboo tapped the ground, “You have to pay a price to make a deal with a demon. You don’t know what you have lost.”

… …

Pei Yu looked at the girl’s ghost and asked, “Who are you?”

“Xia, Xia Ziyan, the incense burner peak produces purple haze under the sunlight.”

(T/N: she’s explaining the origin of her name, her name comes from an ancient poem)

“You call me master?”

Xia Ziyan nodded timidly, “The master said that in three hundred years, another girl will pass here and let me send you something.”

Pei Yu did not take the small stone sent by the ghost of the girl, but looked at her with cold eyes, looking straight at the girl in front of her trembling, and then asked coldly: “How did she know that I will pass here in three hundred years??”

Xia Ziyan said: “The master said, if you ask like this, I have to say, ‘Fragments of the reincarnation mirror, don’t you have a piece in your hand?'”

Reincarnation mirror? Pei Yu thought for a while, and then asked, “What is this stone?”

Xia Ziyan replied respectfully: “It’s called a reincarnation stone. With this stone, you can find your mother’s soul, and send her to reincarnation.”

Pei Yu was shocked again, “But I just found out my mother’s soul was broken by someone, how did she know?”

That woman who is exactly the same as herself, who can control the blood mist, shed blood and drift with her heart, is she really herself? But why did it appear three hundred years ago? Shouldn’t the blood demon have died in the calamity long ago?

Xia Ziyan said: “The master said that she knows everything.”

Pei Yu took the reincarnation stone and looked at it for a while. She seems to have forgotten something, after the calamity, in the long years, “reincarnation mirror…”

Xia Ziyan bowed to her with grace, “Master, according to the agreement, can you send me back to the village? You said that as long as I send the reincarnation stone, you will set me free.”

Pei Yu thought for a while, “You tell me what you know, everything, including what happened in this village.”

When Xia Ziyan talked about the past one by one, the bright moon had sunk a little to the west, and the morning stars were shining in the sky.

Pei Yu said: “So, the blood demon has locked your soul on Zhushan.”

Xia Ziyan shook her head lightly, “My master didn’t detain me.” She turned her head to look towards the village, where it seemed to be covered with a faint blood mist, “It’s just that Ying Qiu locked herself and the entire Huani Village… If her resentment doesn’t disappear for a day, I won’t be able to walk in and be with her.”

Ying Qiu thought that she had lost Xia Ziyan forever, but she didn’t know the soul of this person had kept looking at her from the top of Zhushan.

So close, yet worlds apart for more than three hundred years.

Pei Yu didn’t understand why the woman three hundred years ago did this.

Obviously, as long as she raised her hand, she can help the pair of fateful mandarin ducks, but she has separated them for so long.

(T/N: mandarin ducks describe loving lifelong couples and are a symbol of affection and faithfulness in China)

She remembered something, and frowned slightly, “If her resentment dissipates, the formation here will be broken, and the heavens will find out about it, and if the heaven thunder falls, she will be dissipated.”

Xia Ziyan curled her lips, smiled brightly and sadly, “We met by chance, staying in the chaos of war. I only have her, and she only has me. No matter what happens, I will always be with her.”

Pei Yu raised her hand, and a ray of red blood appeared on her fingertips, and the blood entangled Xia Ziyan’s side. After walking around her, she returned to Pei Yu’s hand.

“You can go in now.”

Xia Ziyan was so excited that her soul was trembling. After a lot of gratitude, she suddenly stopped, blushing, and said vaguely: “Master, Master, there is one more word, let me bring it to you.”

Pei Yu raised her eyebrows, “What?”

Xia Ziyan was coy for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage and said, “She said, she is going to your most respected master.”

Zhen’s thoughts:

Fuck those villagers though, they deserve to have their souls scattered and reduced to starving ghosts. Honestly that much still doesn’t feel like it’s enough compared to how fucked up their treatment of Xia Ziyan was.

Honestly though, I dunno how to feel about how villages in China always have a really bad rep in these novels. Every time a village is mentioned, it’s always one that has backwards customs and buys child brides from traffickers. Like damn bro, why would anyone ever want to go to any village ever?

Besides that, we finally get another reveal/mystery of why there was a blood mist in Yan Village at the very start. Remember how Pei Yu was like, “why is there blood mist here?” She’s the only person who has mastered the blood mist and now we see that she indeed is the only person. Whoever made the blood mist seems to be a different her who somehow reincarnated before her. Pretty interesting set-up huh?

Also I don’t know what the last sentence is supposed to mean? I think she’s trying to imply that the other her went to her master in a romantic sense? Something like that? I really wish I knew Chinese but alas… I just gotta try my best…

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