MingYu was huddled in the corner of the Meng's kitchen. Meng HanShuang had spread out a thin layer of hay and placed old blankets on top for MingYu to sleep on for the night.
Mang HuaJun had wandered off into the darkness, but since he couldn't get out of the village and its enchantment on his own, MingYu wasn't worried the man could get lost. Besides, Xie Qiang was on patrol. The wolf didn't seem to need much sleep.
In the darkness, MingYu could only see the faint outlines of the chairs and the flimsy table. The moon looked hazy through the open window, hidden behind a thin veil of clouds. It was beautiful, but MingYu's heart still felt uneasy.
Mang HuaJun's words still haunted him. How souls could be split into two separate living entities. Lan Guan-Yin back then said she had created a masterpiece. Was she behind the soul splitting? But why? Did ZhiYi just let her go free because of this?
