After Transmigrating Into the Book, I Picked up the Protagonist-Shou

In the end, Xie Shuci asked a few more questions and learned that shortly after he fainted, the monster escaped from the town with injuries. 

Although Ah Dong’s injuries were severe, Xie Shuci managed to sustain his life by timely supplying him with spiritual energy. 

However, Ah Dong, being too young, couldn’t hold on for much longer and needed to find the monster’s inner core as soon as possible.

After parting ways with Li Song, Xie Shuci felt hungry and went to the kitchen to cook two bowls of noodle soup, which he brought back to his room.

Xie Shuci didn’t have a free hand, so he used his foot to push the door open and entered the room. 

He looked up and saw Xie An leaning against the head of the bed, playing with a dagger he had obtained from somewhere.

Xie An’s fingers were dexterous, and the dagger danced between his fingers, its blade shining like a silver dragon.

Thinking about his decision, Xie Shuci took a deep breath. He placed the tray on the table and slowly approached Xie An.

Perhaps due to the wind brought by Xie Shuci’s footsteps, Xie An’s long eyelashes trembled slightly. The silver light between his fingers paused for a moment and then swiftly slashed through the air. The blade, as sharp as lightning, almost touched Xie Shuci’s neck.

“Xie An!”

The tip of the blade was less than a foot away from his skin, and Xie Shuci could even feel the chilling temperature of the cold weapon and its icy sharpness.

The dagger in Xie An’s hand stopped just before it could cut Xie Shuci’s throat. Xie Shuci was scared, drenched in cold sweat, and stood still, not daring to take another step closer.

Xie An’s long lashes trembled, and he raised his gaze to look at Xie Shuci.

Whether it was Xie Shuci’s imagination or not, he saw a fleeting coldness in Xie An’s face. 

——Xie Shuci, I’ll give you another chance.

Xie An put back the dagger, frowned slightly, and opened his lips to ask, “Xie Shuci?”

Xie Shuci breathed a sigh of relief. Xie An at this moment reminded him of the look Xie An had when they first met. Looking back on it now, Xie Shuci still felt a lingering fear.

Xie Shuci looked at the now calm Xie An and couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart. He was starting to believe what Li Song had said. Perhaps the identity of Little Blind was not simple.

“It’s me,” Xie Shuci carefully grabbed his hand and wrote on his palm.

Xie An nodded slightly and silently apologized, “Sorry, I thought you were a bad person.”

Xie Shuci shook his head and wrote in his palm, “Are you hungry? I cooked noodles.”

Xie An nodded, and Xie Shuci guided him to the table, placing the chopsticks in his hand and sitting on the other side. He took a sip of noodles and glanced at Xie An, who obviously couldn’t see him. Otherwise, Xie Shuci was sure that he would think he was crazy.

Xie Shuci was contemplating how to talk to Xie An about his decision, as he had promised him earlier to let him stay with him.

After hesitating for a while, it was Xie An who spoke first.

Xie An had never been a big eater. He dipped a chopstick in the soup and wrote on the table, “How is Ah Dong?”

Xie Shuci wiped his mouth and took Xie An’s hand, placing it near his lips. He wrote, “Don’t worry.”

Xie Shuci didn’t want to let him know about Ah Dong’s injuries, fearing that it would upset him.

Xie An’s lips twitched, but he remained silent.

After another moment of silence, Xie An asked, “Do you have something to tell me?”

Xie Shuci hesitated and lowered his head. He slowly put down the chopsticks and wrote in Xie An’s palm, “Yes.”

Xie An’s expression turned cold, and a faint smirk appeared on his lips. “What do you want to say?”

“Just wait for me a moment.”

After saying that, Xie Shuci ran to the other side of the screen and emptied all the pills from his bamboo basket. He divided them into two portions and put some other rare treasures in a piece of cloth. He separated everything that could be divided and wrapped them up.

Xie An stood silently behind him, his gaze passing over his busy figure, a hint of killing intent appearing in his eyes.

You want to leave with someone else? You want to listen to someone else and abandon me here?

Unfortunately, you won’t have that chance.

He clenched the handle of the knife with his five fingers, the blade shining with a flash of silver. He approached Xie Shuci lightly, taking slow steps.

Xie Shuci was tangled in his thoughts, unsure of which senior brother had given him the object that resembled a tripod. He didn’t know what it does but it was very heavy. He was completely unaware of the danger slowly approaching him.

Xie An stood still, slowly lifting his arm. He was not far from Xie Shuci, just one swing of the knife away from severing his head from his body.

Suddenly, Xie Shuci felt a chill emanating from his bones. He instinctively turned his head and was startled to see Xie An standing less than half a step behind him. Startled, his legs went weak, and he plopped down directly onto the small bronze tripod, causing intense pain that contorted his face. He cursed, “Damn! Ouch, it hurts…”

Xie An, “…”

Xie Shuci’s body quickly bounced up, and he couldn’t help but glare at Xie An, “Why do you appear out of nowhere like a ghost? You scared the hell out of me!”

Xie An’s right hand seemed to be holding something, which he concealed in his sleeve as Xie Shuci looked over. His face turned cold, as his dark eyes stared at Xie Shuci for a moment.

Xie Shuci rubbed his sore buttocks, realizing that Xie An was blind, and he couldn’t get angry with him. He could only grit his teeth and swallow his frustration.

After finishing everything, Xie Shuci packed up the divided items and stuffed them into Xie An’s arms.

Xie An looked puzzled as he hesitantly reached out to receive them.

Xie Shuci couldn’t help but sigh and took Xie An’s hand, gently pressing it to his lips. He said, “Xie An, you can’t continue to follow me.”

“Why?” Xie An silently mouthed the words.

Xie Shuci fell silent. He knew he valued his life and was timid, but Ah Dong’s injuries were connected to him. Perhaps Ah Dong believed that Xie Shuci could save him, which gave him the courage to step forward and take the blow intended for his father. Ah Dong was young, and he couldn’t see that Xie Shuci was just bluffing.

The silent words that Ah Dong said before closing his eyes kept replaying in Xie Shuci’s mind. Regardless of the method, he had to try to save Ah Dong; otherwise, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

He couldn’t wait for the Xie family to find another inner core. He could wait, but Ah Dong couldn’t. The only thing that could save Ah Dong now was the inner core of the demon. Xie Shuci knew he didn’t have the ability to snatch it from the Li family, and he didn’t even need to wait for them to take action since he would be scratched to death by the demon. However, what if he might be able to return to his original world after dying? Anyway, isn’t that often written in books?

So Xie Shuci planned to obtain the inner core of the demon during the time when Li Song went back to gather reinforcements. He still believed that the demon was innocent, but Ah Dong was also innocent. Xie Shuci didn’t think he had the ability to kill the demon and take its inner core, but he couldn’t do nothing.

Xie Shuci had a sense of self-awareness that going there would probably result in his death.

If he died, maybe he could return to the modern world, but what about Little Blind? What would happen to him if Xie Shuci died?

“Because of me, I want to become a great hero, and I can’t do that if I have to carry a burden like you. Coincidentally, Young Master Li has a special liking for you. You can go with him to the Li family. When your eyes recover, or when you want to leave, you can leave,” Xie Shuci spoke with a light-hearted tone, but he still felt a little reluctant as he looked at Xie An’s handsome face.

If he couldn’t return to the modern world, he would truly die.

Xie Shuci was also afraid, but well, his brain was a little foolish. Not to mention saving a little kid, he used to think he could save the whole world.

Although he had only known Little Blind for a short half-month, he felt a bit uneasy at the thought of never being able to see him again. Of course, it was mainly because the little blind boy was too good-looking.

Xie An was stunned for a moment, his lips parting slightly, speechless.

After a while, he finally said, “He wants me to go with him?”

“Yes,” Xie Shuci said.

Xie An’s expression suddenly became strange. “We have no connection, why would he have such an interest in a blind person like me and want me to go with him? You have a closer relationship with him, so he should have asked you to go with him.”

Before Xie Shuci could respond, Xie An asked again, “Why don’t you go with him? You should take this opportunity to abandon me.”

Xie Shuci didn’t expect him to be so astute, as he immediately figure everything out.

Xie Shuci rolled his eyes, “Why do you talk so much nonsense? I already told you, I want to become a great hero. How can I become a great hero if I go with him?”

Perhaps due to guilt or perhaps because he had spoken too much, Xie Shuci unconsciously licked his lips.

The soft and moist tip of his tongue grazed Xie An’s palm, and a strange tingling sensation spread from his palm to his whole arm, causing Xie An’s breath to hitch.

Half an hour later, Xie Shuci gave Xie An the white horse named “Immortal Crane” that he had ridden down the mountain with him.

The immortal crane had intelligence and was relatively safe.

Before leaving, Li Song asked him with a complex expression, “Have you made up your mind?”

“Don’t dilly-dally. A real man never looks back,” Xie Shuci said confidently.

Li Song was speechless and approached him, lowering his voice, “Xie Shuci, I know what you’re planning. I advise you to give up early and not throw your life away.”

Xie An lowered his gaze, standing quietly next to the immortal crane, showing no joy or sorrow on his face. Several disciples around him were wary of him and stood at a distance.

Xie An tightly grasped the reins, pursed his lips, and looked down, appearing particularly lonely and solitary.

Xie Shuci’s eyes were fixed on Xie An, not paying much attention to Li Song’s words.

In Xie Shuci’s view, those disciples kept their distance from Xie An because they looked down on him. After all, Xie An was now just a useless person. Thinking that he would venture alone into an unfamiliar environment, not knowing what he would encounter, Xie Shuci’s nose felt sour. Although Xie An didn’t show it, he was actually quite proud. Now that he had fallen into this state, he must be feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Xie Shuci couldn’t bear it any longer. He pushed Li Song aside and walked to Xie An’s side.

Xie An seemed to sense his presence and instinctively leaned toward him. When he touched Xie Shuci, his tense nerves relaxed as if being by Xie Shuci’s side was a safe zone for him. Anywhere else was dangerous, causing him to be extremely cautious.

Seeing how much he trusted him, Xie Shuci felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Sensing Xie Shuci’s emotions, Xie An showed a comforting smile and his lips moved as he said, “Don’t worry, I can survive wherever I go. I won’t become a burden to you.”

“I…” 

Seeing him say that, Xie Shuci’s heart felt even more uneasy.

Xie An continued, “You don’t have to feel guilty. I’ve been happy and at ease by your side during this half month. It’s just a pity that we only met so late.”

Xie Shuci’s eyes turned red, and he tightly held Xie An’s hand, using his index finger to write in his palm, “When I stop being a great hero, I will definitely come to find you.”

Xie An’s expression dimmed. “No need. I don’t want to be a burden to you.”

Li Song watched from the side, not knowing what the two of them were talking about, but seeing Xie An’s pitiful appearance, he felt like rolling his eyes to the heavens.

Who was the one who displayed such extraordinary mastery of the Xiaoyao Sword technique last night?

It turned out that disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect not only had impressive cultivation but also had a talent for pretending.