This time, he did not do anything rash. Whether he felt useless or was extremely weak, he simply lay silently on the couch, slightly opening his eyes and gazing at the dark ceiling.
"Why didn't you kill me?" he asked after a long silence.
She smiled slightly: "A doctor does not kill."
“I don’t have the Resurrection Token.” He said blankly, then paused for a moment. “I know you are the divine physician of Medicine Master Valley.”
“Yes.” She nodded. “I also know you are an assassin from the Great Bright Palace.”
In the darkness, she picked up a white jade mask and placed it on her face—it was something she had sent people to search the fir forest outside the valley. In that forest, twelve corpses lay buried under the heavy snow. From Huo Zhanbai's description, she knew these were the twelve Silver Wing assassins under the command of the Kunlun Great Bright Palace.
Leading this group of top elites from the realm of light is none other than the number one assassin of the Demonic Cult: Tong.
—That legendary, bloodthirsty Asura whose assassination skills were unparalleled and shocked the martial arts world of the Central Plains.
She put on his white jade mask in the darkness. The instant she covered her face with the mask, he glanced at her, then suddenly sat up abruptly—reaching out with lightning speed and grabbing the mask before she could react!
Then, as if that movement had exhausted all his energy, his fingers stopped there, staring at her, breathing heavily, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"Who are you? Your eyes... your eyes..." He stared at the two deep holes in the mask, murmuring as if in a dream, "They seem... they seem familiar..."
Xue Ziye smiled slightly—he doesn't remember anymore? Perhaps he can't recognize her face, but he should still remember her eyes, right?
She took his hand and put it back under the covers: "I recognize your eyes too."
Tong breathed heavily and silently in the darkness, staring at the eyes behind the mask. Suddenly, he felt a splitting headache returning to his head. He gasped and collapsed back onto the couch, clutching his head, but the murderous aura and hostility that had enveloped him finally subsided.
"Don't worry," he heard her whisper beside him, "I will definitely heal you."
"I will never let you be locked in the dark again, like you were more than ten years ago."
The second round of treatment began in the dark.
She drew the curtains, and the fragrance of nectar filled the room. She then accurately inserted silver needles into his twelve acupoints.
Surprisingly, even though he was unconscious, the muscles on his body involuntarily caved in the moment the silver needles pierced him, and all the acupoints shifted an inch away in an instant.
—The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth?
Xue Ziye stared in astonishment at the assassin from the Demonic Sect, recognizing this as an extremely high-level martial art from the legends of the martial world—no wonder Huo Zhanbai had fallen to this man. But… how did that child from back then survive, and how did he become so powerful?
She sighed softly, sat down cross-legged, and began the actual treatment.
In any case, we can't get anything out of him unless we cure the ailment in his brain.
After the silver needles were successfully inserted into the twelve acupoints, she bent down, pressed her hands against his temples, approached his face, and gazed quietly into his eyes in the darkness, softly asking, "Can you hear me?"
The person responded vaguely. The effects of the elixir had plunged Hitomi into a deep coma; her eyes were open a crack, but her mind was in a daze.
"What's your name?" she continued softly.
"Hitomi." He answered without thinking, but his body twitched as soon as he finished speaking, and he suddenly convulsed in pain. "No, my name isn't Hitomi! I... my name is... no, I can't remember..."
She encountered an obstacle with her very first question. Undeterred, she slowly began to speak:
"Is his name Mingjie?"
The painful trembling under his hands suddenly stopped, and he couldn't answer, as if something was preventing him from recalling.
“Meiji…” he murmured repeatedly, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid.
"Meiji, where did you come from?" She stared intently at his half-open eyes, her voice low and gentle.
Where did he come from? Where did he come from...? He suddenly shuddered.
Yes, it was a place where snow fell, and houses that were dark all year round. He came from there… no, no, he didn’t come from there—he just tried his best to escape from there!
He suddenly screamed and covered his eyes with his hands: "No...don't gouge out my eyes! Let me out!"
In that instant, blood trickled down from behind his ear like a tiny snake. He collapsed to the ground, utterly defeated.
What's wrong? Xue Ziye's expression changed: The Mind Observation Technique is a gentle inspiration and inducement, used to gradually uncover forgotten memories, it couldn't possibly have led to this result! Could this blood be...? She reached out and very lightly touched the back of his head.
Beneath the soft, long hair, one could vaguely feel a cold, hard piece of metal.
She dared not touch it again, for that golden needle was deeply embedded in the Jade Pillow acupoint, a fatal point; any movement would mean certain death. She carefully felt along the midline of her skull and found two more identical golden needles at the Lingtai and Baihui acupoints.
Her expression changed: "Golden needles to seal the brain!"
Could it be that his memory has been sealed away by someone? What kind of memory is it, and what secrets does it hold? Who... who exactly slaughtered the entire Moga clan and killed Xue Huai?
Holding the silver needles, she looked down at the face sleeping in agony, and suddenly a bright light appeared in her eyes.
The snow-covered lake under the moon. The face frozen underwater is still so young, retaining the appearance of a sixteen-year-old boy, while the woman lying on the ice already looks like she is in her twenties.
She lay on the ice, murmuring to the smiling boy.
Xuehuai... Xuehuai, do you know? Today, I met someone we both know.
Do you still remember that child locked in the dark room? For so many years, I've been the only one talking to you. You must have been lonely, right? Seeing someone you recognize must have made you happy, right? Even though he doesn't remember you anymore, he was, after all, your former companion, my brother.
You two used to be so close, and you were so good to me.
So don't worry, I will do my best to cure Mingjie.
I will stop at nothing to uncover the truth of what happened back then and avenge the entire Moga clan!
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