Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years - Chap 67
Chapter 67
Ning Huaishan was very puzzled, but he recognized that the sword energy was from Tian Xiu, so he voiced his confusion, “Tian Xiu, why don’t you just speak directly? Isn’t speaking more convenient?”
Tian Xiu “…”
Wu Xingxue always knew how foolish his two subordinates could be, but this was the first time he realized they could be this foolish.
He first laughed in exasperation, but when he turned his head and saw Xiao Fuxuan’s expression, he really laughed.
His pupils appeared extremely dark under the moistness, and when he laughed, the light in his eyes scattered into specks by the long shadows of his eyelashes, making the laugh bright, revealing a hint of slyness.
This slyness was often seen in Xian Du, but later became rare, until he woke up from the long dream of Que Du after twenty-five years, forgetting all past events, then it showed again.
He was too lazy to move, nudged Xiao Fuxuan with his knee, and echoed the person outside the window in a low voice, “I’m asking you, why don’t you just speak?”
Xiao Fuxuan looked at him and kissed him again.
The daylight streamed through the carved window, like long slanting lines, light and shadow intermingling, and they kissed quietly in the mottled light.
Clearly connected by Qi, they could communicate without speaking. But Xiao Fuxuan didn’t; he liked to pull away slightly when Wu Xingxue opened his mouth to respond, and spoke at the moment of almost touching. His voice also had a bit of a deep hoarseness, asking, “Are you still cold?”
Wu Xingxue pursed his lips slightly, such a small movement could touch the other person, a bit ticklish and irritating. He opened his long eyes and said, “Xiao Fuxuan.”
“Hmm.”
“You did that on purpose.”
“No.”
But it was on purpose.
Speaking was intentional, asking if it was cold was also intentional, clearly the Qi was buried in the blood, knowing everything. Not just cold or hot, even
The great demon closed his eyes, calmly diverting his attention.
He randomly thought of a person in his heart, thinking of Ning Huaishan.
At that moment, Tian Xiu could hear his thoughts again, saying in a low voice during the kiss, “You’re holding onto me, thinking of Ning Huaishan.”
The great demon “…”
The great demon “I didn’t.”
Ning Huaishan outside the window didn’t know he had been wronged like this.
But the Qi from Tian Xiu buried in the blood began to lightly touch and explore again.
In a short while, Wu Xingxue’s breath, which had just calmed down, became heavy again, he suddenly tightened his grip on Xiao Fuxuan’s fingers, his knee rubbed against the couch and he said, “Don’t”
Xiao Fuxuan’s Qi explored around, but his brow furrowed, “Wu Xingxue.”
“Hmm.”
“Why are you getting cold again?”
Wu Xingxue held him for a while before looking up, “What cold?”
He hadn’t noticed himself.
Perhaps the residual warmth was still there, he even had a thin layer of sweat on his waist. Or perhaps he had endured too many sharp coldness and pain before, so this lurking, almost non-existent cold was imperceptible.
On the contrary, Tian Xiu’s Qi was more meticulous in exploring, a bit more sensitive than him.
Wu Xingxue tried to feel it himself
And found that it wasn’t suitable to blindly feel in this situation.
“Really not cold.” He kissed the corner of Tian Xiu’s lips and said, “At least not now, maybe just a bit of residue. You first”
His neck still had color, the breath between his lips was still scorching, his eyes were still moist, clearly the desire had not faded. But he still said to Xiao Fuxuan, “Withdraw your Qi first.”
It was fine when things were blurry before, but now that he clearly knew there was someone outside the window, still talking to them, it was different.
I can’t pull off Sang Yu’s trick.
Wu Xingxue thought.
“Sang Yu is who?” Xiao Fuxuan asked.
Wu Xingxue “…”
He kissed from the corner of the lips to the chin, one by one, and said, “Nobody, just a nobody. Withdraw your Qi first.”
The demon was indeed coaxing, but his words were vague, his voice lazy and carried a slight nasal tone, which sounded different to others.
Who could withstand the charm of the Spirit King?
Who could withstand the charm of the Lord of Zhao Ye City?
Xiao Fuxuan’s brows were still furrowed, seemingly unable to accept the “coldness is just a bit of residue” explanation. But being stared at by the demon, after a moment of silence, he still withdrew his Qi bit by bit.
In that instant, the mighty Tian Xiu actually seemed a bit obedient.
Wu Xingxue straightened up and then leaned down to bite Xiao Fuxuan’s throat. Then he immediately straightened up with a smile, raised his chin towards the window, and mouthed, “You take care of the person.”
Xiao Fuxuan “…”
So Ning Huaishan outside the window saw another burst of sword energy come out to speak.
Ning Huaishan “…”
Okay.
Ning Huaishan didn’t ask why not speak directly instead of bursting out words, just burst it, anyway, it wasn’t his sword energy.
He replied, “It’s like this, I just sensed Fang Chu coming back, heading this way. But Tian Xiu, your barrier has sealed Que Bu Luo, I don’t know how to let him in, we can’t just keep him waiting outside.”
This time, for some reason, there was no sound for a long while.
Ning Huaishan “…”
Given his usual impatience, he wanted to climb up the carving to look inside, why was the response so intermittent, was there a problem with what he said?
Ning Huaishan pondered for a while.
Finally, there was a response from inside the room.
This time it wasn’t sword energy bursting out words, it was the voice of his lord coming through the window lattice, somewhat vague, “Fang Chu.”
Ning Huaishan was delighted, “Lord, you’re awake.”
“How is the lord’s calamity period going?”
After asking, he was still not satisfied, and thought about the lord’s last two words, worriedly saying, “Lord, why is your voice so hoarse?”
After asking three questions, his lord fell silent again.
In a short while, a talisman paper fell out.
Ning Huaishan quickly caught it, and saw a faint golden color on the paper, with a “lead” character on it.
This time it was no longer sword energy bursting out words, nor was it his lord speaking. Tian Xiu’s voice came through the window lattice. As usual, it was low and cold, but also carried a bit of hoarseness, “Lead him in.”
Good thing Ning Huaishan, this fool, didn’t ask “Tian Xiu, why is your voice hoarse too,” preserving his chatty mouth.
He blinked, flipping through Tian Xiu’s talisman, muttering to himself as he walked towards the gate. Just two steps away, he came back to remind, “By the way, sir.”
After saying that, he paused for a moment, thinking it strange why he called him sir.
But he was too lazy to correct himself, and continued, “Our Que Bu Luo has been quite lively these days, from yesterday until now, the gambling houses, flower houses, and taverns have been full of people, all staring at our Que Bu Luo, watching all night.”
He wanted to say we should also be on guard, be mentally prepared.
Then he heard Tian Xiu say, “Oh.”
He waited for a while, but didn’t get the rest of the “oh,” and thought, okay.
He wasn’t really a fool, the two inside were so calm, indicating that the lord’s calamity period should have passed quite smoothly, at least not so affected by the calamity period as to fear the people outside Que Bu Luo.
Ning Huaishan then felt relieved, holding the talisman paper and striding towards the gate.
He had never actually used this kind of leading talisman before, but talisman techniques, after all, couldn’t escape those principles.
So he held the talisman paper and jumped onto the high wall of Que Bu Luo, squatting on the wall and waiting.
Before Fang Chu arrived, Ning Huaishan was still muttering, “Back then, you tricked me into testing the seal, causing me to suffer a lot of physical pain, lying on the bed for so long, now I finally got the chance to get back at you. Just wait, I’ll definitely wait until you’re half-dead from the seal before dragging you in.”
He and Fang Chu had always been like this, often quarreling and fighting, never getting along but always staying together, probably had some karma in the past life.
But when Fang Chu really arrived at the gate, Ning Huaishan rolled his eyes again, one hand holding the talisman paper aimed at the person, the other hand bending the index finger
And “pop” flicked the talisman paper out.
Fang Chu was rubbing his fingers, seemingly about to make a decision to transmit sound into the courtyard, but the talisman paper stuck to his forehead accurately.
Fang Chu, probably thinking he was ambushed or hit by a curse, his expression turned cold as he was about to remove the talisman paper.
Ning Huaishan hurriedly said, “Don’t peel it off, are you silly? I need this one talisman, if you ruin it, you won’t be able to enter.”
With the leading talisman stuck on him, the barrier no longer existed for Fang Chu, and Ning Huaishan’s words came through clearly to his ears.
Fang Chu paused for a moment, then looked up at the wall, “Is that you?”
Ning Huaishan rolled his eyes, “Yes, it’s me. Who else would it be, the lord or Tian Xiu squatting here to throw talismans at you? You wish.”
Fang Chu squinted in the light for a moment before saying to Ning Huaishan, “That’s unlikely, I’m not crazy. I just didn’t expect you to be so honest, squatting on the wall to open the door for me.”
Ning Huaishan snorted, “I’ve always been magnanimous, you’re just realizing this now. If it were anyone else, they would have taken the opportunity to get back at you. This is the barrier of the great Tian Xiu.”
After boasting, Ning Huaishan urged, “Are you coming in or not? Don’t stand at the gate, you might attract others.”
Fang Chu indeed stared at the gate, still hesitant. Perhaps the phrase “the great Tian Xiu’s barrier” made him wary, or perhaps he feared Ning Huaishan was tricking him with a fake talisman paper.
Ning Huaishan understood this mindset all too well. He swept a cold glance towards the gambling and tavern area, saying, “There are people all around here, even that Laughing Fox came last night. I wouldn’t trick you at a time like this, hurry up and come in.”
Only then did Fang Chu step forward.
The barrier flashed a golden light but indeed did not stop him.
As soon as he entered, the talisman on his forehead burned up by itself. Fang Chu brushed off the ashes, and saw Ning Huaishan jumping down from the wall, landing in front of him.
“Is your arm completely healed?” Ning Huaishan reached out to pinch it directly.
Fang Chu was taken aback for a moment, sidestepping his hand.
Ning Huaishan complained, “You, Fang Chu, I’m concerned about you, and you avoid me.”
Fang Chu replied, “You’re heavy-handed.”
Ning Huaishan pouted but didn’t deny it. He had indeed been heavy-handed before, once pulling off someone’s newly attached finger. But that didn’t stop him from pulling a long face and saying, “If you don’t want to be touched, then don’t be touched. I know it wasn’t easy for your arm to heal.”
He said this, but still examined Fang Chu’s hand thoroughly, “It healed quite well, can’t tell it was broken, it’s tender flesh, enough to scare those people outside later.”
“Indeed,” he muttered.
“Indeed what?” Fang Chu asked.
“Indeed, it’s better to stay away from Tian Xiu to heal,” Ning Huaishan said. “Having an immortal suppressing nearby really doesn’t work.”
He originally wanted to ask Fang Chu what he encountered in Luo Hua City Market and why he hadn’t come out. But a glance at the bedroom revealed that the prohibition had been lifted.
He immediately forgot to ask and strode towards the bedroom, calling out, “Lord.”
Fang Chu followed him, also heading towards the bedroom, asking Ning Huaishan in a low voice, “How is the lord?”
Ning Huaishan replied, “Not sure, I asked the lord but got no answer. But the calamity period should have passed quite smoothly.”
Fang Chu uttered an “Oh.”
Looking up, they saw Wu Xingxue leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed.
He wore a thin garment and a mist-like shawl, still looking lazy, his face seemed to have regained some color, not as pale as before.
Fang Chu followed Ning Huaishan and called out, “Lord.”
Wu Xingxue seemed dazzled by the light, shielding his eyes for a moment, then squinting at Fang Chu, “Did you come back alone? Did you see Doctor Wu Sheng?”
Fang Chu paused, “Doctor Wu Sheng?”
Ning Huaishan coughed, touched his nose, and explained to Fang Chu, “He was originally with us, but I persuaded him a few times, and he ran off alone. I don’t know if you met him later.”
Fang Chu shook his head, “I didn’t meet him.”
Wu Xingxue turned to look behind him.
Xiao Fuxuan brought over a thick cloak, saying, “My spiritual sense is still following him, he wasn’t affected by the Feng family’s sweep, he wasn’t thrown out, and now”
He paused, as if confirming something.
After a moment, he slightly furrowed his brow and said softly, “He just reached Da Bei Valley.”
