What normal person would want to watch someone else cough up blood?
But since when had Yuan Tianshu been normal?
Fine beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, leaving an itchy, slippery sensation. A little seeped into the corner of his eye, making it sting even more.
Luo Bin's heart jolted again.
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No... that wasn't right!
Cough up blood again?
Who was Yuan Tianshu talking to?
Judging by the first few things he had overheard,
he could be certain Yuan Tianshu had been speaking to "Gu Yiren."
The reason he had escaped was that Gu Yiren had served as lamp oil and told him to push Yuan Tianshu off the cliff.
There was no question about that.
But Yuan Tianshu's final words had clearly been directed at the dried corpse beneath the azalea tree.
That corpse had died coughing up blood.
Blood was the physical manifestation of the essence of two and five, and the essence of two and five was a person's most vital life essence.
The dead woman's sorrow had merged into the essence of two and five. As the azalea tree absorbed life force, it had also drawn in resentful qi, pain, and grief.
That was why the Cuckoo covering nearly half the mountain carried an air of sorrow. Anyone entering its territory would have their emotions eroded and infected.
So Yuan Tianshu had been talking both to Gu Yiren and to that dried corpse.
Gu Yiren was the soul of that dried corpse!
That was why Yuan Tianshu recognized Gu Yiren!
They had belonged to the same sect all along!
Had Gu Yiren been reincarnated?
No, that wasn't right either!
There were at least four Gu Yirens, three of them yin souls.
Two wandered the Inner Mountain, one controlled by Yuan