Wrapped Like a Zongzi

"We've talked long enough. Let's all leave the Chat Group."

No one said anything more. One after another, they all left their own Chat Group.

After Qin Xi left the Chat Group, Ouyang Qing, who was standing beside him, looked at him and said, "Are the two of us going to see Daoist Yangmei now?"

Qin Xi nodded and said, "Yes, we'll go see him now. After all, it's nighttime now, and it's been more than two hours since we last saw Daoist Yangmei. He should have slept enough by now. I wonder if his body still feels all right, and whether he's in pain."

Ancestor Hongjun and Qin Xi walked all the way to the door of Daoist Yangmei's room. When they pushed it open, they saw Daoist Yangmei sitting at the edge of the bed, already awake and alert.

Qin Xi looked at the wounds on Daoist Yangmei's body. He had been bandaged up like a rice dumpling.

One could imagine just how much suffering he had endured during this period. Qin Xi looked at Daoist Yangmei and said to him, "Your complexion looks much better now."

Daoist Yangmei said, "Yes. During this period, I was always afraid someone would come after me, so I never slept soundly for a single day. I was always in a tense atmosphere."

Qin Xi had not expected Daoist Yangmei to have truly been so exhausted during these days. Daoist Yangmei said, "It's fine. But after sleeping just now, I feel like my body has improved a lot too. After resting for another three days, the two of us can set off."

Qin Xi sat by Daoist Yangmei's bed and comforted him, saying, "There's no hurry. We'll set off after your injuries have healed. After all, the matter on Ancestor Hongjun's side