No matter how disheveled she was, she did not want them to see her.
It turned out that those Poisonous Insects, or the viruses inside their bodies, were the things controlling them. So, in reality, no matter where they fled to, they could never escape.
...
Yu Jizi, clad in a black robe and holding a Peach Wood Sword, moved in the deep mountains where shadows leaped.
The junior Disciple driving the carriage had just come out of the ancient tomb, having just fed the person in the tomb's coffin their medicine. Now, that person had fallen asleep.
The Master still stood there, having already been standing for two days and a night.
He could not help but say, "Master, the wind is strong on the mountain. Why don't you go inside to rest first, and your disciple will keep watch for you."
Yu Jizi glanced at his junior Disciple, squinting his eyes. He suddenly asked, "What is your name?"
