I lowered my eyes and stepped into the building.

　　But then my footsteps halted.

　　The white walls, the curtains in the tent, were all filled with portraits of me.

　　Faces mixed with demonic energy floated with a smile, their eyes filled with seduction, staring at us.

　　It was clearly me, but it wasn't really me.

　　My robes and plain skirts piled up on the bed looked like a nest.

　　Daxi Heng stood behind me, his breath warm and moist.

　　"Master, you used to scold me for being lazy and never wanting to come to Huxi Building for your teachings.

　　In these twenty years, I have repented.

　　When I can't sleep, I come here and hold your old clothes, smell your scent, only then can I fall asleep." He looked at me pitifully, just like how he used to show me his injured fingers when he didn't want to train.

　　"That day, the tears of my master dripped onto my tiger's mouth." He finally mentioned the thanksgiving banquet of the golden pill ceremony.

　　He touched his right hand.

　　I saw that there was a scar on the back of his hand.

　　"Master, I really wish you could hate me, turn into a vengeful ghost and seek my life, so that at least I can see you again." "But I have never dreamt of you.

　　One night, I had a splitting headache, couldn't sleep all night, and my tiger's mouth hurt like hell.

　　I suddenly remembered that your tears fell there, as if there was a burning brand seeping into the palm of my hand, sour and hot." "At that time, I missed you like crazy, really thought you left something for me.

　　I took a dagger, pierced my tiger's mouth, and dug inside, but there was nothing.

　　But I always felt your tears roasting me, so I went deeper, stirring up flesh and blood, until it was almost dawn when I finally woke up." He shook his head, laughed mockingly, "Master, do you think I'm funny?" I looked at him.

　　The smile on Da Xiheng's face slowly disappeared, and he frowned, shaking his head, "Please don't look at me like that, okay?" He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, as if it could restore me to my original state.

　　His red eyes pleaded as they stared at me.

　　"Don't look at me like this, as if I am just an insignificant ornament, as if we are not from the same world!"