Chapter 84
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Nanxi Town.
Tiger’s father saw off the two immortals tremblingly. “Two Immortal Masters, did my wife really encounter a demon?”
The two immortals, dressed in Daoist robes, fluttered in the wind. They looked young, but their aura was profound, giving off a sense of celestial elegance not found in ordinary people.
One of the immortals smiled faintly, “According to what your wife said, the person she encountered could make her see a flood with floating corpses. If not a demon, what else could it be?”
Tiger’s father expressed his gratitude in countless words, and the two immortals left his home. In another corner, they found a Calming Spirit talisman pasted on the wall.
“Senior Brother, look at this,” one of the immortals approached, tore off the talisman, and stared at it for a while. He looked into the distance, “The woman doesn’t know the father’s name in that father-son duo, but she knows the son is called Yunjiao.”
“Yunjiao, huh.”
“Fourth Junior Brother is really different from the younger ones.”
The senior brother behind him remained expressionless, but a shadow passed through his eyes.
“Eldest Senior Brother,” Yuncheng turned around, “are you feeling particularly jealous?”
“No significant fluctuations,” eldest senior brother closed his eyes, “I was taught by Master and the Patriarch on Sigo Cliff for several days. Yunjing’s heart is as calm as a still lake. Hearing the news of the two junior brothers now, I feel particularly pleased.”
“Pleased,” Yuncheng muttered to himself, then suddenly smiled, “It’s right to be pleased. But whether it’s you or me, or Master and Patriarch, I’m afraid none of us expected that our Junior Brother Yunjiao would have such abilities.”
He showed a playful expression, “Transforming into a child, and having such skills. When Master took him as a disciple, I found it strange. Now, it seems that Junior Brother was right. Our Junior Brother Yunjiao is truly a monster.”
“A flood dragon demon?” eldest senior brother suddenly said.
“Who knows,” Yuncheng said casually as they walked towards the courtyard where Pei Yunshu had once lived, “Whether it’s the flood dragon entwined around Junior Brother or not, Yunjiao is undoubtedly the reason Junior Brother left the sect.”
“In the mortal realm, there’s a saying called ‘misleading words deceive the public.’ Junior Brother was misled by the demon, and though I can understand it, I’m still displeased in my heart.”
Eldest senior brother remained silent until they reached the front of the courtyard. He then spoke in a subdued voice, “Junior Brother is young; it’s understandable.”
Yuncheng said, “That’s what I think too.”
The two of them never mentioned the feelings they had when they learned that Pei Yunshu had left Shanshui Sect.
Even if the memories were sealed, did Junior Brother have to leave the sect?
Oh, right, Junior Brother had his emotion strings stripped away by the Grandmaster, which caused him to lose his feelings for the sect, hence leaving so easily.
It wasn’t Junior Yunshu’s fault; it was because Junior Yunshu lost his emotional roots.
A Junior Brother without emotional roots would naturally lose the ability to distinguish right from wrong when bewitched by a demon.
The door creaked open. The courtyard was no longer inhabited. They walked deeper into the courtyard and found that nothing much remained.
The rooms were empty, devoid of any beds, mattresses, or pots and pans that the residents used. All was gone.
“It’s too late,” eldest senior brother said with a sigh.
“Too hard to find,” Yuncheng sighed, sat down by a stone table under a tree, and rubbed his forehead, “It took a lot of effort to trace their footsteps from the word ‘Yunjiao.’ After that, where they’ll go and what they’ll do, we know nothing.”
Eldest senior brother stood silently by the tree for a while before speaking in a calm voice, “Junior Brother, why do you think Junior Brother Yunshu would run to such a remote place?”
“Senior Brother, your question is amusing.”
He peeled away the layer of skin covering Yunjing’s heart, revealing a bloody wound. He played with the bleeding edge and, closing his own cold heart, and said, “Naturally, it’s to avoid us.”
***
Dumplings were laid out on a table, mostly unattractive dumplings with exposed fillings. Each person had a bowl of fragrant large bone soup by their side. Looking over the table, it was all meat.
Except for meat, there was only meat.
They all ate happily. After eating a few bites, Pei Yunshu found it a bit overwhelming. He held his own soup, drinking it sip by sip. In the end, he was forced to drink a few more glasses of wine.
Once the wine entered his stomach, his whole body warmed up, and his face quickly turned red.
Pei Yunshu, when drunk, was very obedient. He dared to do anything, sticking to others like a cute shadow.
A cute shadow that Zhuyou very much desired.
So, not only did Zhuyou not stop him, he also encouraged Pei Yunshu to drink a few more glasses of wine. When Pei Yunshu was drunk and confused, Zhuyou stretched out his arms, picked up Pei Yunshu, and walked into another courtyard.
Young Master Qingfeng asked from the table, “Where are you taking him?”
Zhuyou didn’t want to bother with him, but after a moment of thought, he turned around, facing the three people at the table. Looking at Pei Yunshu in his arms, he said, “Kiss me.”
Pei Yunshu obediently opened his eyes, encircled Zhuyou’s neck, and kissed his chin.
The two demons and one human at the table watched clearly. They saw Pei Yunshu, following Zhuyou’s words, lift his head to kiss him. They saw Zhuyou deliberately lower his head, intending for the kiss to land on his chin, but it ended up on his lips.
Zhuyou encouraged, “Not enough, more.”
Pei Yunshu struggled to bite his lips.
Zhuyou said, “Good boy.”
He rubbed Pei Yunshu’s red cheek, and Pei Yunshu also rubbed against him. Zhuyou held him even tighter, and Pei Yunshu laid on his shoulder.
They looked very intimate.
Zhu You glanced indifferently at the person by the table before turning around and leaving, still holding Pei Yunshu.
The three people left at the table still held their chopsticks. Bai Lige was the first to say, “They’ve eaten their fill. Are all of you full too?”
He calmly picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks, happily put it in his mouth, and took a sip of soup, praising the large bone soup endlessly, “Just by hearing a few words, Yunshu can make something so good.
Hua Yue, feeling gloomy, also took a sip of the large bone soup.
“Yunshu beauty and Lord Zhuyou have lost their yuan yang.”
His words were like thunder on a calm day. Bai Lige exclaimed, “What did you say? Have they both—?!”
Hua Yue nodded silently, sighed deeply, and then cheered up, “Lord Zhuyou is really cunning! He deliberately separated us, establishing a husband-and-wife relationship with Yunshu beauty. Hmph, how could I, Hua Yue, give up so easily? I refuse to believe that with my beauty, I’m not qualified to be Yunshu beauty’s partner!”
Bai Lige heartlessly mocked, “You may be qualified, but will Zhuyou allow you to be Yunshu’s partner?”
Hua Yue choked.
Bai Lige continued, “Does Yunshu want you to be his partner?”
Hua Yue opened his mouth but couldn’t say anything.
Bai Lige looked composed as he poured himself a glass of wine, “If you can’t defeat that evil serpent, oh, no, it should be an evil dragon by now. If you can’t defeat that evil dragon, then honestly suppress your thoughts. Don’t daydream.”
He took a sip of wine, made a sound of surprise, “Qingfeng, why aren’t you eating?”
Young Master Qingfeng put down his chopsticks and said coldly, “Speak directly if you have something to say. There’s no need to beat around the bush.”
Bai Lige wondered, “When did I beat around the bush?”
Young Master Qingfeng sneered, “Then I’ll be direct. I never liked people who stir up trouble, creating chaos for others. If you’re warning me, you’ve got it wrong. I have no affection for Pei Yunshu, let alone doing something irrational for him. It’s impossible; you don’t even need to think about it.”
His voice grew louder, and his expression became more agitated. He even seemed to want to stand up, veins bulging on the back of his hand.
Hua Yue had pulled him many times before, but he had always shaken him off. When he finally shouted the last sentence, Bai Lige fell silent, gesturing behind him for him to look.
Young Master Qingfeng stiffened. He slowly turned around to look behind.
Pei Yunshu was standing by the door, his expression indiscernible as he turned his face away, revealing only half of his emotionless profile.
Zhuyou stood beside him with a full smile. When the three of them looked over, he courteously said, “Continue talking.”
Continue talking, indeed.
Zhuyou couldn’t stop laughing.
Young Master Qingfeng froze on the side. Hua Yue couldn’t bear it. He was the first to speak, “Aren’t you supposed to take Yunshu beauty to bed?”
“Wife is thirsty,” Zhuyou walked over and took a hot water jug.
Holding the water in his left hand, when he approached the door, he reached out with his right hand to hold Pei Yunshu’s hand. The two of them walked away briskly.
Pei Yunshu’s steps were unsteady, whether from being drunk or from Young Master Qingfeng’s words.
Young Master Qingfeng didn’t move, as if he were frozen, staring straight ahead at the door where there was no longer anyone, like a block of stone.
Hua Yue optimistically said, “Although Yunshu heard something, it’s not a big deal. You never liked Yunshu, so Yunshu doesn’t like you either. Isn’t that perfect?”
Bai Lige gave him a strange look.
Hua Yue didn’t see the old ancestor’s gaze and continued carelessly, “Besides, you’re also a captive. After Yunshu knows about your words, he’ll distance himself from you. By then, you should be more at ease, right?”
Young Master Qingfeng trembled.
He sat down stiffly, watching the dishes on the table absentmindedly.
***
Pei Yunshu, led by Zhuyou, one side pulled and one side followed, stepped on the snow.
He was gloomy, his face flushed, but the cold air from the snow sobered his mind a lot. “Zhuyou, am I very annoying?”
His speech was unclear, filled with the scent of alcohol, tempting someone to hold him close and kiss him.
Zhuyou nodded seriously, “Very annoying, only I like it.”
Pei Yunshu pouted, feeling wronged.
Zhuyou regretted it again. He quickly changed his words, “Not annoying at all.”
“Fake,” Pei Yunshu, intoxicated by the alcohol fumes, felt a full sense of grievance. “I’m very annoying.”
Zhuyou panicked, putting on a serious expression. He pulled Pei Yunshu out of the snow and quickly returned to the room. Then he said, “I lied to you.”
Pei Yunshu sat on the bed in confusion, “Lied to me?”
“Yeah,” Zhuyou looked at him like this, probing a different topic, “Want to soak your feet in hot water?”
Pei Yunshu obediently nodded.
Zhuyou brought a bucket of hot water, embraced Pei Yunshu, and the two soaked their feet together. Pei Yunshu looked down at the bucket, stepping on Zhuyou’s feet, completely forgetting what had just happened.
After soaking their feet, Zhuyou and Pei Yunshu laid on the bed. Zhuyou touched Pei Yunshu’s forehead, “I want to take a look in your sea of consciousness.”
Pei Yunshu nodded, and Zhuyou explored his divine consciousness.
This time, he didn’t go to tease that little nascent soul but wanted to check Pei Yunshu’s memories. Both their cultivation and divine consciousness had greatly improved. Even if it was Pei Yunshu’s Master, Zhuyou didn’t think he was weaker.
Upon this inspection, he did find something unusual.
The divine consciousness sealing Pei Yunshu’s memories was extremely profound. Zhuyou probed it for a while but only managed to destroy a small part of it.
Fearing that Pei Yunshu couldn’t bear it, Zhuyou retreated first, planning to release a bit of the seal every day. In a few days, it should be completely unlocked.
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