64.2

"I didn't ask you to come and chitchat."

Changyi interrupted the conversation between the two and walked to the side of Ji Yunhe's bed. Kongming followed and reluctantly pulled a chair to sit down next to her.

"Give me your wrist," Kongming said. Ji Yunhe did as he asked.

"I have only heard of you being vengeful, I didn't know you also treat the sick and injured?"

"Six years ago, someone was seriously wounded and fell off a cliff into the rapids below. The rocks broke all his bones and nearly killed him. I saved him and healed him."

Ji Yunhe's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. While holding her pulse, Kongming's brow twitched slightly and he glanced at Ji Yunhe. She held still and smiled at him.

"In that case, your medical skills must be quite advanced?"

"No, can only save a dying demon." Then he pulled back his hand and stood up.

"And you, I cannot save."

"What is wrong with her?" Changyi finally asked.

Kongming wiped at the hand that had touched Ji Yunhe's wrist with his robe, his voice rude and unkind.

"A face full of cessation, she will probably last another month."

A month...

Ji Yunhe was surprised she still had a whole month left. It was more than she expected.

"Kongming!" Changyi frowned.

"I wanted you to come heal her."

"I can heal demons, and I can heal humans." Kongming was still wiping his hand, as if the fingers that had touched her were soiled beyond repair.

"But someone like her, neither human nor demon, I cannot heal."

Changyi's voice was firm. "That is not the answer I want to hear." Only then did the monk turn his head and look at Changyi.

"I'm only here because it's you asking me. If it were some other family of hers, I would have told them to take a hike."

"Arguing is pointless, I want the cure." While the two aggressively faced off at each other, Ji Yunhe's muttering of "who is my family here..." was directly overshadowed by the voice of the monk.

He finally explained, "She was drugged and turned from a human into a demon with both the spiritual power of a demon master and the demonic power of a demon in her body. I thought her weakness was caused by a conflict between the two types of energy.

If so, I would have a way to fix it. I've read ancient articles documenting a poisonous flower overseas that can neutralize these two powers, but it seems she's already taken it. The demonic power and the spiritual power in her body now complement one another and do not reject each other." Ji Yunhe nodded.

"That's right, I vaguely remember being shot by an arrow tainted with that poison."

Changyi gave Ji Yunhe a look while she rubbed her chin and immersed in her past memories, not noticing his gaze.

Kongming then said, "The reason she is so weak is because her body's been consumed to its limit. She currently has the body of an eighty year old. If the King of Hell wants to take her life, no one can change his book of life and death." Ji Yunhe nodded again.

"Eighty years old. Even if you say I'm over a hundred, I'll still believe it."

She did not act like a patient who had just received bad news of a terminal illness, so Kongming gave her another look.

Ji Yunhe smiled at him and said, "I heard that when you see evil people, you have to kill them. How about doing a good deed and ending this life of mine, it will also round up that hobby of yours... "

"Be quiet."

Kongming did not speak, but a pair of blue eyes stubbornly said, "This book of life and death, I want to change it."