That was actually a weasel.
The weasel stood at the window, surveying everything inside the temple. It neither entered nor left but just stared quietly at the sleeping scholar Lu Yue; then its belly began to swell as if it were breathing. Its breathing rhythm was very strange – whenever Lu Yue exhaled, it inhaled; whenever Lu Yue inhaled, it exhaled, repeating this as if practicing a form of breath control.
At this moment, although Lu Yue was asleep by the fire, he felt an indescribable coldness penetrating his entire body.
He wanted to wake up, but his eyelids felt incredibly heavy and wouldn't open.
Old Liu dozed off and was unaware. However, the field mouse in his arms sensed the presence of the weasel and became restless.
All of a sudden.
While exploring his internal acupoints, Li Yi sensed an unusual aura, prompting him to open his eyes. His eyes were extraordinarily bright, standing out in the dim temple, and they saw something peculiar.
