Chapter 24 I will stop if you scream (two in one) But can you scream...

(Twenty-four)

Saliva kept secreting from my throat, my legs went weak and I sat down on the ground. Everything in front of me was covered with a hazy fog. My head was dizzy, the world was spinning, and my whole body was hot and cold.

Li Shanglu looked at the open door and the lonely moonlight outside the door, and stretched out his hand blankly, wanting to touch the gentle moon.

What time is it?

Shen Changyi said he would come back today, so she cooked for him herself.

Li Shanglu propped herself up from the ground and climbed up, but her movements suddenly froze as she thought in a trance.

By the way, Shen Changyi is dead.

How could she have forgotten about this? Shen Changyi was poisoned to death by her at noon. After dinner, he said he wanted to practice for a while, and then he died quietly under the locust tree.

Pale white locust flowers fell on his head, shoulders, and snow-white Taoist robes, as if he was just asleep.

Li Shanglu stood up tremblingly and stumbled towards the door.

It's strange, the old locust tree should be growing here, why is it not here?

The man's body was also missing.

Where is this?

Li Shanglu looked around in confusion. There was no one around, only rolling blue mountains, a lotus pond bathed in moonlight, insects and birds chirping in the bushes, and everything was peaceful and quiet.

Did she die too and be sent to the eighteenth level of hell?

No, that's not right. There is no such beautiful scenery in hell.

She stubbornly followed her memory, found a large tree nearby, and dug her fingertips into the soil.

Someone must have buried Shen Changyi. She wanted to see him now... She had to see him.

He didn't know how long he had been digging. Blood gradually seeped out of his fingertips, but Li Shanglu still kept digging with his head down as if he was unaware.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of me, and a confused voice came from behind me.

"Phytolacca?"

Li Shanglu trembled all over and stopped moving. She slowly turned her head. Her body was covered with mud and her hair was falling down.

Under the cold moonlight, the snow-robed swordsman looked at her in shock. His all-too-familiar face quickly became tinged with anxiety. "It's bleeding."

He leaned over, held her hand, took out a handkerchief from his bosom and carefully wiped the dirt and blood off her fingertips, with heartache in his eyes.

Li Shanglu did not pull his hand back, but just looked at him steadily.

After a while, she whispered, "It's not even the seventh day yet, why are you back?"

Shen Changyi's expression paused slightly, and he looked at her in surprise.

"Oh..." Li Shanglu sneered, "I see, you turned into a demon to seek revenge."

She suddenly grabbed Shen Changyi's hand and placed it on her neck, smiling and saying, "Go ahead."

Chen Changyi lowered his eyes and looked at her. His palm was on her frail neck. Her skin was delicate and cold. So close, he could clearly smell the barely perceptible smell of alcohol. His eyes were shimmering with undercurrents. He said calmly, "You've been drinking."

Li Shanglu tilted his head and raised the corner of his lips, "What nonsense are you talking about? Are you going to kill me or not?"

Hearing her words, Shen Changyi sighed helplessly, picked her up from the ground and walked towards Shutong Pavilion.

"Don't, don't touch me." Li Shanglu suddenly stood up, and her head became even more dizzy. She hit his shoulders twice, "Kill me if you want. I'm not afraid of you. Anyway... I've wanted to die for a long time."

After the words fell, Shen Changyi turned his head to look at her, his voice suddenly cold, "No."

Li Shanglu was frightened by his eyes and forgot what he was going to say for a moment.

This idiot actually dared to disobey her. Who gave him the courage? He must hate her.

Yes, that’s normal.

After being carried back to Shutong Pavilion, Shen Changyi placed her on the couch, brought a basin of water, half-knelt beside her, and carefully washed her nails.

Li Shanglu looked at him suspiciously, as if wondering what trap Shen Changyi had set for her.

Noticing her gaze, Shen Changyi slowly raised his eyes and looked at her, "How much did you drink?"

The tone seemed slightly unhappy.

What nonsense is she talking about? She never drinks, she will go crazy after drinking.

It happened once when she was a child. It seemed like she did something extremely disgusting at that time, but... she suddenly couldn't remember what it was.

Seeing that she was silent and seemed lost in thought, Shen Changyi did not ask any more questions. After wiping her hands and applying the ointment, he put away the towel and basin, found some new clothes and placed them on the bedside, "Change."

Li Shanglu said "Oh" and was about to unbutton her clothes in a daze. After a while, she froze and glared at Chen Changyi, "Get out."

What right did he have to order her around? How dare he enter her room without even saying hello?

The dead can do whatever they want?

Shen Changyi: "...Shanglu, just change your outer clothes."

"I told you to get out." Li Shanglu wanted to kick him away, but his ankle was grabbed.

Shen Changyi suddenly stood up and whispered, "You can't go out drinking with Helan Jin anymore."

Helan Jin, who is that?

He was still staring at Li Shanglu, imprinting her flushed face and confused expression in his mind. What would he do if someone saw her like this?

She must have drunk a lot with Helan Jin, otherwise how could she be so drunk? It seems that Helan Jin is not that suitable for Shang Lu, let alone a qualified husband. He actually got a woman drunk. He is really a mean man. Shang Lu really misjudged him.

The more Shen Changyi thought about it, the gloomier his expression became.

Drunk people lose their judgment and are easily taken advantage of by bad people.

He could hardly imagine such terrible consequences.

"I'm going out for a drink with him." Li Shanglu suddenly said.

Shen Changyi's thoughts came to an abrupt halt, and he was stunned.

"Not only do I want to drink with him, I also want to sleep with him." Li Shanglu smiled, "To tell you the truth, I've been cheating on him for a long time."

This sounds so familiar.

Shen Changyi was silent.

The naturally crimson lips opened and closed slightly, with a sarcastic and cold smile.

She said with extreme venom, "Since you're already dead, I'm not only going to sleep with that Helan Jin, I'm also going to sleep with other men. I can pick any man in the world..."

Shen Changyi stared at her quietly for a while, "That's not how you use picking."

"Leave me alone!" Li Shanglu glared at him fiercely, then suddenly seemed to understand something and sneered, "Oh, I get it. Are you angry?"

Yes, no man would not be angry if his wife betrayed him, and Shen Changyi should be no exception.

She caressed the side of his face with interest and said softly, "This is all your fault, you deserve it...Chen Changyi, do you hate me very much?"

Shen Changyi frowned and said calmly, "I've already said I will never hate you. You're drunk, go to sleep."

He turned around and tried to leave, but Li Shanglu grabbed his sleeve.

She rushed forward and hugged his waist, gritting her teeth and saying, "Draw out the sword, I'll give you a chance to take revenge. After you've taken revenge, we'll be even, and we'll never meet again in the next life!"

Shen Changyi turned around, his whole body froze, his blood running cold.

No one owes anything to the other. Has she always hoped so?

Shang Lu could always easily dig a bloody hole in his heart.

She didn't seem to understand that even the strongest people would feel pain.

"You're drunk, talking nonsense," he repeated in a low voice, without turning around. It didn't sound like he was talking to Li Shanglu, but more like he was talking to himself.

Seeing that he refused to draw his sword, Li Shanglu simply tried to find it himself.

The hands were randomly groping around, gradually moving down her body. Shen Changyi was slightly startled and quickly held her down, "Don't, Shang Lu..."

"Just shut up."

Li Shanglu took advantage of the situation and pulled him onto the couch. Shen Changyi was worried that he would crush her, so he had to half-kneel on the couch, supporting the head of the bed with one hand. Li Shanglu under him didn't notice his increasingly nervous expression at all, and stubbornly tried to draw the long sword at his waist.

He tried to hold her hand to stop her, but accidentally touched her fingertips. Li Shanglu gasped in pain, and Shen Changyi felt the same pain as if he felt the same way, and instinctively let go of her.

Li Shanglu finally touched the sword. She tried hard to pull it out, but she couldn't.

"My sword... recognizes its master." Shen Changyi said cautiously.

Hearing this, Li Shanglu's heart was ignited with a nameless rage. Why did she allow Shen Changyi to retaliate against her, but he still refused to take action!

Good-for-nothing, loser!

No, she understood. Shen Changyi deliberately didn't kill her. He wanted her to live the rest of her life with this guilt and pain!

"You're not going to do it, are you?" Li Shanglu insisted on forcing him. She suddenly grabbed Shen Changyi's belt and said with a smile, "Then let's do something more fun. How about I sleep with you?"

He never touched her, and on their wedding night he just sat by the door holding a sword all night, as if she were some kind of monster.

Hearing her words, Shen Changyi's heart beat fast, and the tips of his ears turned red. The bloody hole in his heart that Li Shanglu had just dug seemed to have healed miraculously. He whispered, "No."

"No?" Li Shanglu turned his face and sneered, "That's right."

Chen Changyi lowered his eyelashes, not daring to look her in the eye, and muttered in a low voice, "You are drunk, taking advantage of someone in distress is not a gentleman's behavior."

Hearing this, Li Shanglu said coldly, "I'm not a gentleman."

Shen Changyi: "..."

That's not what he meant.

His belt was torn off, and Shen Changyi had no choice but to get up and leave, but Li Shanglu hugged his neck and kissed him.

The soft lips, slightly stained with alcohol, kissed him randomly without any rules. His heart beat very fast, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. Shen Changyi's mind was blank, and only his increasingly hot breath remained, like a wildfire that burned away his remaining sanity.

Until that slender hand boldly and brazenly reached down along his lower abdomen to his body, Shen Changyi pinched his palm with his fingertips and forced himself to calm down.

"No."

He pushed Li Shanglu away.

Li Shanglu was stunned when he heard Shen Changyi's self-brainwashing voice, "You can do whatever you want while you're awake, but I absolutely cannot do such a thing while you're unconscious. My parents would be ashamed of me if they were still here."

What were she mumbling? Li Shanglu was rejected again and again. She said impatiently, "As your wife, I am ashamed of you now. Are you incompetent? Hurry up and reincarnate. Get a more capable body in your next life, you useless piece of shit."

Hearing the cold word "waste", Shen Changyi's expression froze slightly, and he felt a little aggrieved. He had tried his best to be a gentleman, so why was he still ashamed of him?

"Take it off or not?" She looked him up and down with contempt, just like a philanderer forcing an actor to sell his body.

Shen Changyi closed his eyes, then opened them again and sighed helplessly.

He slowly untied his belt and whispered with pity, "Scream and I'll stop."

Li Shanglu sneered, "Don't worry, I won't cry out in pain."

The next moment, she threw the defenseless Shen Changyi onto the couch and sat on him.

…

Later, for some reason, the person on top changed to the person on the bottom.

My voice was hoarse from crying, and I really couldn't shout out the word of pain.

*

At noon the next day, when Li Shanglu woke up, he was lying on the couch, unable to even lift his arms.

A deep despair enveloped her heart, and she didn't want to think about what happened last night at all. It was like a nightmare.

It would be better if she was killed with a sword. How would she face herself and that idiot from now on?

There was a sudden movement beside her, and she was startled. She turned her head and saw that Shen Changyi was sleeping next to her.

Since he started practicing, he hasn't slept much. Maybe it's because he spent too much time in bed and sick in the first half of his life, so he has a bit of aversion to beds and sleeping.

He put his arm around her waist, tightening it as if subconsciously, pulling her into his arms.

Li Shanglu paused for a moment and stared at him intently.

Somehow, she didn't even think of pushing him away.

Such a Shen Changyi is rare.

Thick eyelashes like crow feathers drooped on his face, and his breathing was shallow, which made him look somewhat similar to the obedient appearance he had when he was a child. There was a red tooth mark and a few scratches on his neck.

I actually fell asleep.

Li Shanglu carefully counted his eyelashes and outlined his eyebrows with his fingertips. His eyes, nose and mouth were all well-proportioned. He was neither weak nor strong. Instead, he looked like a piece of warm and flawless jade, with just the right hardness and softness.

Every time Shen Changyi came back from eliminating demons, he seemed to be cold, but he could always eliminate the smell of blood very well, and never let her notice that he washed himself clean before going home.

In front of her, Shen Changyi may never have considered himself a sword immortal, but just that sickly guy who would give her a flattering smile under the tree.

fortunately.

She suddenly thought of these two words for no reason, and then she was stunned.

Fortunately, what...

The eyelashes of the person in front of her trembled suddenly, and Li Shanglu's thoughts were suddenly interrupted. She was flustered and wanted to close her eyes, but then she remembered that this idiot could hear her heartbeat, so it was useless to pretend to be asleep.

She simply continued to stare at him.

Shen Changyi opened his eyes and his gaze fell on her face. They were so close that their breaths entangled in the air. The ambiguous feeling made Li Shanglu forget to speak for a moment.

He was stunned for a moment, but said nothing. He stood up from the couch and put on his clothes.

Li Shanglu: “?”

The charming mood just now was instantly wiped out. She felt inexplicably annoyed, and her eyes seemed to want to burn a hole in his back.

After a while, Chen Changyi came back with a cup of tea.

"Drink something to sober up."

Who wants to drink?

What a crappy tea, only 200 kilograms are produced a year, it's rubbish.

Li Shanglu didn't answer and deliberately ignored him. She put on her clothes and was about to go out. When she reached the threshold, she stopped.

"What happened last night was because I was drunk. It wasn't my intention."

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, as if warning him not to become complacent and misunderstand something.

Shen Changyi was holding a cup of tea. He had just woken up and seemed a little dazed.

"Was it the same last time?"

Li Shanglu was about to step over the threshold when he heard these words and almost tripped himself to death.

Last time?

Could it be that he still remembers the bad things that happened when he was a teenager?

"Yes," she gritted her teeth, becoming even more annoyed, "last time too."

Chen Changyi stood there, thinking dejectedly that it might as well be a dream.

"I'll bring you lunch, remember to eat."

He finished speaking in a low voice, and when he looked up again, Li Shanglu had already disappeared.

Is it because he has crossed the line between a gentleman and a villain that they are so reluctant to see him?

What he did last night was indeed too much, and Shang Lu really regarded him as a despicable and shameless person who took advantage of others' misfortune.

From now on he will control himself more strictly and never make the same mistake again.

In this way... Shang Lu should forgive him, right?

*

The two of them were silent for several days, and the atmosphere seemed to become a little strange.

Shen Changyi couldn't tell what had changed, but he had a hunch that Shang Lu seemed to be avoiding him.

Every time he came back from a mission, before he even entered the door, Li Shanglu would leave with the short bow on his back. If it was at night, Li Shanglu would go back to his room and close the door tightly, even locking it. He would avoid her even more during mealtimes. She would put the food in the lunch box, turn around and leave without even looking at Shen Changyi.

He was depressed for a long time and still felt that Shang Lu was angry with him.

"Are you going to let go or not?" Shangjun was so anxious that his legs were shaking. He couldn't help but speak. Shen Changyi, who was sitting opposite him, had been holding the white chess piece for a full quarter of an hour, as if he was thinking deeply about something.

But the problem is, only one piece has been placed on the chessboard!

Is it that difficult?

Hearing Shangjun's voice, Shen Changyi came back to his senses, casually placed the chess piece on the stone board, and fell into deep thought again.

How can I get rid of the anger of Rhizoma Coptidis?

If you give her a gift, she will say it is tacky and a waste of money.

He gave her money, and all his money was in Shang Lu's hands.

She seemed quite pleased to be given a weapon, but he had nothing more suitable than the short bow.

Shangjun was so anxious that his legs began to tremble again. Seeing this, the little boy beside him couldn't help laughing and said, "Master Sword Immortal, are there things on your mind? Why not tell us and let us help you with your advice?"

Shen Changyi hummed, "It's okay, it's just a family matter."

Everyone knows that it is a family matter. If it is not a family matter, Shen Changyi would never be so absent-minded.

The child chuckled softly, fanning them with a palm-leaf fan, and said slowly, "The sect competition will be held in a few days. Will Master Sword Immortal be attending?"

Sect competition?

Shen Changyi's thoughts were interrupted. He counted the days and found that it was indeed the sect competition that was held every five years. He was a guest in Mingzhou Sect, not a disciple, so Shen Changyi never participated in the sect competition in previous years.

He also didn't like being stared at like a monkey.

However, Xie Du would attend, so occasionally he would disguise himself and sneak in to take a look.

In recent years, Xie Du has always been ranked first. He is a hardworking and motivated child. Although he is only five years younger than Shen Changyi, Shen Changyi does treat him as a child.

"No."

Shen Changyi finally put down the chess piece. Shangjun breathed a sigh of relief and followed suit, saying casually, "If you're not going, then your wife won't go either?"

Hearing this, Shen Changyi's expression suddenly froze, "I'll ask her."

Would Pheasanthemum want to participate?

She has now learned how to refine elixirs and poisons. According to common sense, if she can kill the demon cultivator, she can enter the Mingzhou Sect to become a disciple. Once she becomes a disciple, she can participate in the sect competition.

However, Shangjun only asked Li Shanglu if he would join in the fun, without giving it much thought. He smiled and said, "If your wife sees your style in the sect competition, she might change her mind about you. Why not take her to see it?"

Style...

Shang Lu would definitely think that he is a hypocrite.

After all, he took advantage of someone's misfortune that night and was truly a beast.

Shen Changyi sighed in his heart, pinching the chess piece with his fingertips and slowly putting it down, "It's useless."

The Lord and the little boy looked at each other and came up with a bad idea.

"The first stage of the sect competition is the secret realm trial. Master Sword Immortal, take your wife inside. When a magical beast appears, you will step forward and save the beauty like a hero!"

"Yes! That's how it's played out in the storybooks. The hero saves the beauty, and the beauty pledges her love to you. You have to descend from the sky and hold her in your arms, then kill the monster in a few moves, letting her see your tall and mighty side."

"Yes, by then your ladyship will surely lie in your arms like a little bird, and swear to you eternal love with tears in her eyes."

Shen Changyi: "..."

Tall and mighty, is he?

Little bird, pokeweed?

The old man and the young one were still chattering excitedly, trying to give him advice, which moved Li Shanglu. "With your elegant swordsmanship and handsome appearance, I dare say that no woman in the world would refuse you."

Shanglu refused, and many times.

Shangjun slammed the chess piece on the stone plate and said sternly, "You have to listen to me and take her to the secret realm. The monsters in the secret realm are all fake anyway and won't really hurt anyone. What do you have to worry about?"

Shen Changyi looked at them, frowned, and then slowly relaxed.

He really was at his wit's end; the two of them hadn't spoken to each other for a long time.

It's been three days.

I didn't think it was a big deal before, but once I tasted the sweetness, it was hard for me to accept her neglect anymore.

Although using such conspiracy and trickery is not what a gentleman does, he would have protected Shang Lu if he encountered danger after entering the secret realm.

If he could protect Shang Lu once like Xiao Huang did, maybe Shang Lu would really change his mind about him.

Thinking of this, Shen Changyi curled his fingertips.

Why not... give it a try?

That night, before Li Shanglu closed the door, he blocked it.

"What's up?"

Li Shanglu's eyes were a little evasive and his voice was very low.

Shen Changyi hesitated for a while, struggling with his last bit of conscience.

"It's okay, get out of here."

Just before Li Shanglu's patience ran out, he tremblingly handed over a piece of paper.

That was the registration form for the sect competition, and he wanted to find the sect leader.

When the sect leader heard that Li Shanglu might participate, he asked for a long time with both joy and worry. He was relieved after learning that Li Shanglu had already learned how to refine poison.

As long as Li Shanglu finds a master in Mingzhou Sect to become his disciple, he will become a disciple of Mingzhou Sect in the future.

She is very talented, and there will definitely be someone willing to take her in.

Li Shanglu held the paper and looked at it for a few seconds, wondering, "Why are you giving it to me?"

Shen Changyi explained in a low voice, of course, without mentioning the evil tricks that Shangjun and the others had taught him.

After listening to him, Li Shanglu looked at the paper again, his expression slightly more serious, and then he finished reading the last few lines, "Is there any reward?"

"Well," Shen Changyi's voice became increasingly quiet, "The top 100 will all receive rewards."

"Is it worth the money?"

"Xie Du got a sword last time, which is the one he is using now."

Thinking of the chilling longsword at Xie Du's waist, Li Shanglu got goose bumps. The sword looked terrifying, almost alive with blood, emitting an aura of murderous intent. But even someone like her who didn't understand swords could tell it was a rare and famous sword.

That’s right, the sect competition is a competition that brings together all the sects in the world, so how can the rewards be bad?

If I can’t get first place, is it okay to get 100th place?

Li Shanglu read it with great interest for a long time, then walked to the desk and filled out the application form. "I'll participate. I'll go and become your disciple tomorrow."

Shen Changyi's heart moved. He didn't expect that he could complete the first step of his conspiracy so easily.

While feeling self-loathing, he thought of something more important, "Who are you going to find to be your disciple?"

Li Shanglu thought for a moment, completely ignoring Shen Changyi's expectant and nervous look, "Of course it's Elder Bai Teng."

Elder Teng is a high-ranking official and can protect her.

Who else should I worship, Helan Jin?

He looks a little weak. If he falls into the hands of a dead demon cultivator one day, it would be incomprehensible for her to attack him directly.

Shen Changyi: "Maybe I can..."

"Can you introduce me?" Li Shanglu said calmly, "No need. Elder Teng will definitely be willing to accept me. He likes me very much."

Shen Changyi opened his mouth, but had to purse his lips and swallow it back.

I like you too.

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The author has something to say: I will post the clip on Thursday, the 18th, and update it at 11pm that night. After that, I will update it at 6pm every day~