Chapter 22 The Key Points of a Couple's Bath

The puppet seemed to have not yet learned how to tame those two incredibly long legs. He walked very slowly, but the sense of oppression was even stronger.

Su Xiaoyuan subconsciously stepped back, her back unknowingly pressed against the wall, and she couldn't help trembling.

I heard that some powerful people would radiate an aura of dominance that would make people tremble when they saw them, or even kneel down with their legs weakened.

Su Xiaoyuan, a young outer disciple of the Hehuan Sect, had no chance to experience this kind of metaphysical phenomenon, but now her legs felt very weak.

She actually felt the pressure from a puppet!

If I said something like that, Ruan Mianmian would definitely laugh at me for a whole year.

The puppet slowly walked up to her, stopped, and lowered his head, as if examining her through the mask.

He was very tall, more than a whole head taller than Su Xiaoyuan. When he stood there, he completely covered her in shadow.

The puppet slowly raised his left hand towards her. His hand was very white, an inorganic white, with slightly raised veins on the back of his white hand. His nails were very light in color, and his fingers were slender and strong.

Su Xiaoyuan felt as if her neck was being strangled and she couldn't breathe - for a moment she really thought he was going to strangle her.

But the puppet's fingers just brushed past the side of her face and then removed the mask.

Su Xiaoyuan opened her lips slightly and opened her eyes wide.

This puppet is so beautiful!

The Hehuan Sect has nothing but beautiful women. However, even the Hehuan Sect's inner sect F4 looks vulgar compared to this puppet.

And those model faces out there are simply greasy, fake male models.

This face, with its superior bone structure and sensuous jawline, was matched with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. These eyes could have suggested frivolity, but the puppet's cold, indifferent, and lifeless gaze completely dispelled this, leaving only a sense of superiority.

Su Xiaoyuan even had the illusion that she was being despised by a puppet that cost twenty spirit stones.

Ruan Mianmian gasped when she saw the puppet's true appearance. The scumbag puppet on her shoulder fell to the ground with a "bang", raising a cloud of dust.

Su Xiaoyuan was choked and coughed, and finally came to her senses.

She looked down at her trembling right hand and couldn't believe her luck.

"This puppet..." Could it be that something is missing?

Before she could finish her words, the shop owner rushed over and said, "It's a mistake, it's a mistake, this is not old inventory, it's the clerk who made a mistake..."

Ruan Mianmian stopped him and said fiercely, "We agreed that whatever you win is yours. If you go back on your word, I'll smash your shady shop!"

Su Xiaoyuan hurriedly grabbed her, gently pulled her sleeve, and whispered, "Forget it, this puppet looks very expensive, maybe it's really a mistake..."

The shop owner was so moved that he almost cried: "This little fairy is so beautiful, and I didn't expect her to have such a kind heart."

He slapped his thigh and said through gritted teeth, "I, Old Huang, am the one who suffers today! I can't let kind people go unrewarded, right?"

Su Xiaoyuan couldn't believe it, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in her big eyes: "Really?"

The shop owner turned his head away and covered his eyes. "Hurry up and make him recognize his master. Take him away quickly! I will regret it if it's too late!"

Su Xiaoyuan felt like she was dreaming. She had been unlucky for so many years, and she must have saved up all her good luck for this one draw.

"Thank you, boss!" Her clear eyes sparkled with emotion.

"Stop talking, ahem," the boss looked away, "let's sign the contract quickly!"

Su Xiaoyuan had never raised a puppet before, so she had no idea what a contract was and looked confused.

Ruan Mianmian explained, "Although puppets don't have three souls and seven spirits, they do have spiritual veins like humans that they can cultivate. Some high-level puppets have higher cultivation levels than their masters. To prevent the puppets from backlashing, regular puppets are equipped with spiritual blood formations."

As she spoke, she condensed her spiritual power into a thin needle and pricked her finger to demonstrate: "Master, if you blend your blood into the puppet, you can completely control it without fear of backlash, and you can even give it orders."

Ruan Mianmian squeezed out a drop of blood and pressed it between the eyebrows of the scumbag puppet: "Song Jinshu, from now on I will be your master."

The blood drop quickly disappeared into the puppet's brow, and the scumbag puppet uttered a clipping sound: "Yes, Master."

Su Xiaoyuan: “…”

Ruan Mianmian was very satisfied with her new puppet. She turned to Su Xiaoyuan and asked, "Did you see it clearly?"

Su Xiaoyuan nodded.

She had just learned how to draw Qi into her body, and was unable to condense her spiritual power into needles to prick herself. Ruan Mianmian pulled her hand over: "Tsk, you're so naive. I can't bear to do it."

Before she finished speaking, she stabbed it down neatly.

Su Xiaoyuan has been afraid of pain since she was a child. This body has been systematically transformed to be more delicate and tender, and is extremely sensitive to any stimulation. Just being pricked by a thin needle will make her eyes red and she will shed physiological tears.

Small coral-like blood beads emerged from the fingertips.

Su Xiaoyuan looked up at the cold puppet, but hesitated.

For some reason, every time she looked at those cold peach blossom eyes, her whole body would become stiff as if she were frozen.

"Hurry!" Ruan Mianmian was afraid that the owner would go back on his word, so she kept urging her.

Su Xiaoyuan plucked up her courage, stretched out her left index finger, and the blood drop on her fingertip was less than a centimeter away from her eyebrows, but she did not move.

Ruan Mianmian: "What's wrong?"

Su Xiaoyuan couldn't explain it. She had a vague feeling in her heart that there would be some terrible consequences if she did this: "Open the mountain, or else..."

Before she could finish her words, Ruan Mianmian rushed over, grabbed her hand and pressed it hard on the puppet's forehead.

The Spirit Blood Formation was activated, and blood-colored threads covered the entire body of the puppet like a spider web.

"Quick, tell me your name!" Ruan Mianmian said.

Su Xiaoyuan: "Ah?"

"A name for the puppet," Ruan Mianmian said, "Think of one quickly, or it will be too late!"

Su Xiaoyuan panicked. A name suddenly popped up in her blank mind and she blurted out, "Fu Tingyun..."

She regretted it the moment she said it. Just as she was about to ask if she could change it, she saw a mark flash quickly between the puppet's eyebrows, and a blood contract was formed.

"Can the name be changed?" she asked Ruan Mianmian.

"Once it's set, it can't be changed," Ruan Mianmian said, "Unless the current blood contract is washed and a new one is made. But that requires finding a professional curse-breaker, and it's very expensive!"

"All right……"

She could only be thankful that Fu Tingyun was the Sword Master's real name when he was born in the mortal world. He no longer used it after he became an immortal. The book specifically mentioned that almost no one in the Three Realms knew his real name, and they only addressed him by his title.

Anyway, the real owner will never know.

It's like someone naming a kitten Einstein or Napoleon, what does it matter?

The shop owner stared blankly at the symbol representing the contract, his mouth hanging open. After a while, he came to his senses and said, "Look, this is great! I told you that this shop is honest and trustworthy."

He took out two scrolls from his Qiankun bag and handed them to them: "This is how to use the puppet. Take it back and read it slowly. I have other things to do."

Su Xiaoyuan carefully put the instruction manual into the storage sachet and looked up at the puppet's upright profile.

Thinking of his purpose, she blushed and lowered her head, pulled the puppet's sleeve, and whispered, "Let's go..."

The puppet lowered his head somewhat stiffly, glanced at her hand, raised his left hand, stretched out his long fingers, and ruthlessly brushed her hand away.

The moment their fingers touched, Su Xiaoyuan seemed to be chilled. She subconsciously retracted her hand and said to Ruan Mianmian, "He doesn't seem to like me touching him..."

Ruan Mianmian rubbed his forehead: "He is a puppet, not a human... No, not even a living thing. He knows what likes and dislikes."

Su Xiaoyuan: "But he just..."

The shop owner said: "This puppet has been in the warehouse for too long. It hasn't moved yet and has cramps. Go back and soak it in hot water until it softens up and it will be as good as new."

Su Xiaoyuan also felt that she was overthinking it. Puppets have no thoughts and of course no emotions, otherwise why would they be called puppets?

Besides, I only bought it for 20 yuan, so why would I want a bicycle? It would be abnormal if it didn’t have some problems.

She said to the puppet in a negotiating tone, "Excuse me, Fu... Fu Tingyun, shall we go?"

The puppet raised his chin, looked straight ahead, lifted his long legs and walked out, treating his master Su Xiaoyuan as air.

Ruan Mianmian stamped her feet in anger: "You are his master, why are you acting like a little wife? You are really rebelling against the Heavenly Gang!"

As he said this, he set an example by jumping onto the puppet's neck and kicking him in the heart with his heel: "Song Jinshu, go!"

The puppet let out a moan, clamped his legs together, twisted his waist and ran out the door.

Su Xiaoyuan looked at the shy figure and always felt that something was wrong, but when she saw her best friend giggling because of being shaken, she suspected that she was overthinking it.

The boss walked them to the door and said, "Remember to soak them in hot water frequently to keep them as good as new."

The two of them happily left the store. Su Xiaoyuan turned around and waved to the boss, then turned around and sighed, "There are still many good people in the Three Realms."

The boss watched the two men and their puppets disappear into the crowd on the street before returning to the shop, his face flushed as he rubbed his hands together. "Let's add another dish tonight. Go to the West Market and buy two pounds of lychee pork belly and make some stir-fried meat."

After saying that, he hummed a song and went upstairs with light steps.

Two clerks were arranging the goods in the store, and one of them wondered, "What happened? Why is the boss so happy?"

His companion lowered his voice and said, "We've finally gotten rid of that ancestor. How can we not be happy?"

"You mean 'the ancestor'?"

"Which other one?"

"Thank God, ever since the boss took that ancestor in, there hasn't been a single day of peace."

"I don't know where that puppet came from. Could it be some evil cultivator's creation?"

"Who knows? Someone's puppet has such a weird restriction on it. I heard that the last buyer is still in a daze, and the two curse breakers have gone crazy. It must be the blessing of Master Yanshi that I can get rid of it."

"The owner dares to sell it without removing the curse. Will something bad happen?"

"Since it's done, it should be fine... Besides, if something goes wrong, he'll deny it. He bought it somewhere else, who knew we sold it here... At worst, he can just pack up and run! Don't worry about it, there's stir-fried meat for dinner!"

Su Xiaoyuan and Ruan Mianmian brought their respective puppets back to the sect and went straight to look for Elder Qin. However, when they arrived at Xinghuawu, they found out that Elder Qin had gone out for an urgent matter.

"It seems that we can't set up the formation today." Su Xiaoyuan was a little disappointed, but secretly relieved. This kind of thing can be delayed for one day longer!

Ruan Mianmian had an idea: "Didn't the owner say to soak them in hot water to soften them? Why not take them to the Yuanyang Hot Spring to wash them thoroughly?"

Su Xiaoyuan's cheeks flushed red, and steam was coming out of her ears: "Ah! This is a bit too fast!"

"Don't you want to test the product? Besides, we can practice even without the formation installed," Ruan Mianmian dragged her away. "Do you still remember the key points of the mandarin duck bath?"

Su Xiaoyuan was also at a loss, and said uncertainly: "How about I go back and get the notebook first..."

"That's too much trouble, just wash it casually."

Su Xiaoyuan glanced at the handsome jawline of Fu Tingyun's puppet: "Great..."

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