I'm useless, but my apprentices are all gods who protect others.

After the outing incident, Ayan was transferred to the private cell of the head of the Duan family and kept under strict supervision.

Duan Chuling was seriously ill when she returned home and has not shown up for nearly a month.

The cell was cramped, and only a small section of the inner wall was cut open to see the sky outside.

After the accident, Ayan never spoke to Shenyi again, and just stared outside in a daze.

And the good intentions weren't much better.

The fantasy unfolds from Ayan's perspective, and she cannot be too far away from Ayan.

Not only was she cut into pieces, but Shenyi also saw the Duan family abuse Ayan in various cruel ways.

Ah Yan has no concept of normal people's life, but has no psychological burden.

Shengyi knew the truth, witnessed these bloody scenes, and knew that Ayan was innocent. The feeling of powerlessness and anger towards the Duan family were intertwined in her heart, and it became a burden in the long run.

The punishment that day was so sudden that Sheng Yi felt tired and sat in the cell next to A Yan, not meeting him for a long time.

She knew that her condition was not good, so she met Ayan only after she adjusted.

"You still know about coming back?" Ayan held the wooden sword given to him by the sword cultivator. When he saw Shengyi coming back, he glanced at her and looked away pretending not to care.

Sheng Yi sat down next to A Yan as usual and said warmly: "Are you worried about me?"

Ayan snorted: "Who has the time to worry about you?"

But his eyes still glanced at Sheng Yi inadvertently.

Ah Yan was still a little angry that she couldn't help save people before, but when she thought about it carefully, she had been like this from the beginning, she couldn't touch anything.

It was Duan Xing and the other onlookers who were wrong.

In the final analysis, he was just angry because of his own incompetence.

"My sister was taken back that day. Her injuries should be healed soon." Ayan thought casually.

"It will be fine." Shengyi nodded.

Although I don't know what the level of medical training was a thousand years ago, Duan Chuling's injury has not damaged his muscles and bones, so it is not difficult to heal.

"Sister's face looked so ugly that day. I obviously speeded up her resurrection in order to send her back quickly." Ayan was a little frustrated.

He subconsciously touched his neck.

Normally it would take him half a day to regenerate. At that time, in order to save his sister, he used his death energy to speed up the healing, which left an ugly bloody scar on his neck, which went around his fair neck like a red line.

"Your sister may be scared." Sheng Yi told the truth.

"Why are you scared? Isn't this a common thing?" Ah Yan was puzzled.

"Zhang Wu said that pain is the normal state of practice, and beheading is also a form of practice. I thought everyone was like this."

Zhang Wu is the executioner who retired from the government.

Kindly: "Beheading is not a spiritual practice. They lied to you."

"No, Zhang Wu is very good to me. I told him about candied haws a few days ago, and he turned around and bought it for me to eat." Ah Yan didn't take it seriously.

Sheng Yi glanced at the wooden sword in his arms and said nothing more.

He will always understand.

Ah Yan was quite dissatisfied when Sheng Yi stopped talking again: "Why are you not talking again? You have disappeared for so many days and I have been waiting for you. Don't you want to coax me?"

Kindness likes to coax people with treasures, but she is just a shadow and can't give her anything at all. She simply said, "Let me tell you a few stories."

Ayan frowned: "Who wants to listen to a story? It's more boring than you saying you want to hug me."

Shengyi raised her eyebrows, and Ayan avoided her eyes as if she was being poked into the center of things, and said harshly: "I didn't say I wanted you to hug me."

At this time, the sun was shining brightly outside the small window, and a ray of sunlight entered the cramped stone room, adding just a touch of bright color.

Sheng Yi suddenly thought: "It's okay if you don't want to hug me."

After all, Ayan is just a young man who needs care.Ayan: "But you can't even touch me."

But Sheng Yi stood up and motioned for A Yan to stand in the sun.

Gold fell all over Ayan's arms and shoulders. He didn't know why, but he saw Shengyi step forward and hug him gently.

It was just a shadow, without any real feeling, but Ayan felt full of warmth while standing in the sun.

"Is it warm?" Sheng Yi smiled and raised her eyebrows.

Ayan calmed down and nodded obediently: "Yes."

"This is what it feels like when I hold you."

Ah Yan was slightly startled, looking straight at Sheng Yi.

The kindness was not as high as his, and the sunlight coated her figure with a layer of gold.

She shines brighter than the sun.Ah Yan thought for no reason.

Just as he was about to speak, the heavy door of the stone room was suddenly opened. Duan Chuling bribed the guard and walked in with a bag of pastries.

"Ayan!"

"Sister!" Ayan's eyes lit up, and she ran past Shenyi and towards Duan Chuling.

Sheng Yi got used to it and found a corner to sit quietly.

"I brought you delicious food. Do you think it's to your liking?"

After not seeing each other for a while, Duan Chuling still treated Ah Yan with the same attitude as before. The only slight difference was that he would occasionally stare at Ah Yan and hesitate to speak.

"I like everything my sister gives me." Ah Yan smiled.

Then he asked: "Sister, how is your injury?"

"I'm all healed." Duan Chuling's face turned pale when she thought of what happened that day, but she still restrained herself from showing it. She just said, "Ayan, if something like this happens again in the future, don't stop hurting me like that."

"It's okay, sister, I can come back to life." Ayan took a bite of the pastry.

"That won't work! Even if you can be resurrected, it will still hurt." Duan Chuling's voice trembled.

"Don't worry, sister. I'm not afraid of pain. I've been like this since I was born and I'm used to it."

Ayan saw that Duan Chuling was sad, and his original intention was to comfort her, but when he heard this, Duan Chuling's face turned pale.

She thought of Ah Yan's accustomed expression when she heard about the punishment, and she felt cold all over.

"Ayan, this is not something you are not used to. You shouldn't suffer like this. This is wrong..." Duan Chuling muttered, tears gradually filling his eyes.

"Then what is right?" Ah Yan was puzzled.

"You should not be imprisoned since birth, nor should you be sacrificed. You should be like us, wear nice clothes, go to school to learn literacy together, play together and celebrate festivals together, instead of waiting here day after day. With the quilt on..." Duan Chuling choked up and kept wiping tears.

Ayan's tragic death and resurrection in front of her was a huge shock to her, and it took her almost a month to recover.

"I don't understand uncle, I don't understand everyone, why they do this, what could be more important than the life of a child..."

Duan Chuling's tears fell down like drops, and the smile on Ayan's face slowly disappeared, but his experience was really limited and he didn't know how to comfort people.

"Sister, don't cry. It's really okay. I'm very happy to be able to protect my sister." Ayan hurriedly wiped her tears.

When Duan Chuling heard this, she cried even harder. She hugged Ayan and cried loudly: "I am the sister, and I should be the one protecting you! Ayan, wait for me, wait until I start practicing, wait for me If you are strong enough, I will definitely help you get out of here!"

"Protect" sounds very nice.

Ayan grasped the word: "Will sister always protect me?"

Duan Chuling said without hesitation: "Of course!"

She said it with confidence.