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His injury got better, and he often used branches to talk with me.
He wrote on the ground, sharing his story of coming from the Isle of Fallen Deities, being hunted, and losing his voice. He drew the Peach Immortal Brew, writing "good wine" beside it.
It always took him a long time to draw on the ground, so I got a branch too, and we wrote and drew on the ground together.
I once accidentally saw his drawing, a crescent moon with a small word "Jiang" beside it.
On the day of parting, he hesitated and finally gave me a precious thing as thanks. He wrote Peach Blossom Isle was beautiful, and once his matters were settled, he'd return.
I asked him why to leave if he intended to return. He just shook his head.
A hero like him was destined for the Martial World, so I let him go.
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Afflicted with a severe illness, I fear I won't keep my promise.
When he returns and sees the keepsake I buried, he'll know this is the Peach Immortal Brew I left for him.