A One-Year Promise

Things were getting too hot, time to make a run for it!

Anyway, everything was done. The house was raided, the fortuitous encounter was secured, and he had even met Xia Hanmo, whom he hadn't planned on seeing. What else was there to stick around for?

However, even when running away, Ye Shu maintained a cool posture.

Standing in the middle of the fire, the flames illuminating his face, he tilted his head up at a forty-five-degree angle, gazing at the starry sky with a melancholic look in his eyes.

"After dawn, I will leave."

"Leave? Why?"

Xia Hanmo was a bit confused, tilting her head to look at him.

She still had many questions to ask and many doubts unresolved. Why was this guy different from the illusions, yet he had appeared so tangibly?

Why did he save her?

Why did he throw all that money away?

Why did he set up an illusion array at the treasure location in advance, when she should have been the only one who knew about that place?

"Because someone is hunting me down."

Ye Shu turned his head, looked at her, and said indifferently, "Reincarnators like you want to attack me the moment they see me."

Hearing this, Xia Hanmo instantly understood everything.

So that was it. So that was it.

No wonder Feng Mengli wanted to hunt Ye Shu down in the recording stone; it turned out she had been reborn too.

But how did this guy know they were reborn?

And how did he know the location of the treasure map?

She definitely hadn't told him, unless...

The next second, she heard Ye Shu continue, "You have a lot of questions? There's no need, because I know you are all reborn and possess information about the future."

Hearing this, Xia Hanmo froze.

Then everything made perfect sense.

But another question naturally followed. "Why are you telling me this?" she asked.

"Isn't it best to keep this kind of information hidden?"

"Didn't you also say you were reborn?" Ye Shu looked at her with an indifferent expression.

"How is that the same!" Xia Hanmo said anxiously.

"What's different about it?"

"Of course it's different!"

Xia Hanmo said seriously, "I only said that because I was going to commit suicide after being reborn."

"Aren't you afraid I'll turn against you? After all, my Cholera Poison Body is very powerful. Poisoning you to death would be a piece of cake, right? And with such important intelligence, if I told the people who want to kill you, wouldn't you be doomed?"

She blinked her eyes. Her words were serious, but her face beamed with a sinister smile.

Is this the feeling of being trusted?

So comfortable!

So comfortable!

Even her corpse felt warm!

Unexpectedly, Ye Shu turned his head and looked at her calmly: "Weren't you going to commit suicide? Why would I be afraid of a dead person? Dead people don't leak secrets."

Gah—

Xia Hanmo's smile came to an abrupt halt.

So, that was the reason?

And here she thought this guy trusted her. After all that, in his eyes, she was already a dead person?

"But the problem now is..."

Xia Hanmo held her arm with one hand, her face a little red. She fidgeted, clearly finding the next words very difficult to say.

"I don't think I want to die anymore."

After saying that, she shrank her neck and looked at Ye Shu apprehensively.

Going back on one's word didn't make for a good child.

Ye Shu: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, he slowly raised his hand.

Xia Hanmo thought he was going to hit her and instinctively closed her eyes, ducking her head low.

However, the expected pain never came.

Instead, there was a gentle stroke.

Warm, like the sun shining on her hair.

Xia Hanmo couldn't help but narrow her eyes, subconsciously stretching her neck and rubbing against his palm like a kitten.

Only after doing all this did she seem to realize something. Her face instantly flushed red! She opened her eyes, meeting Ye Shu's somewhat helpless gaze.

"Sigh... I really don't know what to do with you..."

Ye Shu sighed and rubbed her hair.

Then he took out the Seven-Colored Poison Manual and the Paper Puppet Technique he had prepared earlier from his clothes and gently handed them over.

"What's this?" Xia Hanmo took the ancient books, flipped through them casually, and asked suspiciously, "A poison manual and a puppet technique? Why are you giving me these? I already knew them when I was reborn."

Ye Shu, who had finally found a chance to act cool: "..."

Fuck!

Sometimes it was really unfair. The things he took such huge risks to get, these female leads just had in their heads the moment they opened and closed their eyes.

On what grounds?

Just because they had plot armor?

He took a deep breath, fighting the urge to curse, and said through gritted teeth, "As long as you know them.

"Now, come with me."

"Oh."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Xia Hanmo carefully agreed and obediently followed behind him without asking where they were going, like an abducted child.

Leaping down from the attic, they left Yuanyang Town.

They didn't head towards the official road, but instead continued deeper into the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

With the Myriad Beast Fire clearing the way, no ferocious beasts dared to provoke them along the journey.

Finally, before the break of dawn, Ye Shu brought Xia Hanmo to a picturesque valley.

In the valley, there was a lake with crystal-clear water.

The lakeside was clean and neat, free of weeds, covered entirely in pebbles of various sizes, and surrounded by lush trees.

Ye Shu looked around and nodded in satisfaction.

"This will be your home from now on."

"Eh? Nani nani?" Xia Hanmo tilted her head and blinked, failing to react for a moment.

"Aren't you choosing not to die?"

Ye Shu said indifferently, "Once your Cholera Poison Body fully awakens, everyone around you will suffer. So, I found this place for you. It's secluded enough, and under normal circumstances, no one will wander in by mistake.

"You won't have to forcefully suppress your poison body anymore.

"At the same time..."

He turned around, and with a flash from his fingers, a pale white figure appeared beside him.

"I'm giving this paper puppet to you.

"You can control it with your divine sense, share its five senses, and let the paper puppet travel in your stead, purchase supplies, or treat patients in Yuanyang Town.

"This way, you won't have to worry about your poison body erupting."

Xia Hanmo was stunned.

She stared blankly at the beautiful lake and then at the cold paper puppet. Suddenly, her eyes felt hot, as if something was about to spill out.

This guy... he had actually planned this all along, hadn't he?

"Three years... no, one year."

Ye Shu was still speaking.

"In at most one year, I will return. At that time, I will definitely bring a solution for your Cholera Poison Body, freeing you from its constraints so you can retract and release the poison at will.

"Whether you choose to live or die then will be up to you."

This way, there was no need to worry about Xia Hanmo turning against him, because she was now tied to this place.

Her kindness would make her unable to leave.

Thus, the threat naturally ceased to exist.

Xia Hanmo suddenly looked up: "What's the price? You're treating me so well, you must want something in return, right?"

She made up her mind that if he said he wanted to 'have some fun' again.

She might actually grit her teeth and agree.

"The price?"

Ye Shu froze for a moment, then stroked his chin.

"How about being my dog?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xia Hanmo, who had just been feeling quite touched, suddenly experienced a drastic change in expression.

A dog really can't stop eating shit.

I was touched for nothing!

She suddenly snatched a rock from the ground, gritted her teeth, and hurled it viciously at Ye Shu.

"You bastard, just go to hell!!!"

"Holy shit!"

Scared out of his wits, Ye Shu took off running, turning his head from time to time to shout back, "Woman, your name is ingratitude!"

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