Chapter 46: Ranking of the Most Wanted Men in the Three Realms

Su Xiaoyuan picked up the sketchbook and ran back. As soon as she pushed the door open, she felt dizzy and the sketchbook in her arms fell to the ground with a "click".

The tub didn't tip over, it just splashed a large area on the floor.

But the puppet was shirtless, with only a cloth wrapped around his waist. The whole puppet looked like it had been fished out of the water. His long hair stuck to his fair and firm skin like black water snakes. Countless water droplets flowed, gathered, and meandered among his muscles that undulated like mountains, making the only covering on his body translucent.

The beauty struck her retina and brain like a strong light. Su Xiaoyuan had experience, so she raised her hand defensively and pinched the bridge of her nose.

Fortunately, her nose had been washed several times and finally withstood this wave.

The puppet lifted its thin eyelids and looked coldly at the stunned girl: "I accidentally spilled water on the ground."

Su Xiaoyuan finally came back to her senses: "It's okay, it's okay... Oh, right, aren't you short on spiritual power? Let me mop the floor, you go and dry yourself off so you don't catch a cold... Oh, no, I forgot puppets can't catch a cold, haha..."

Fu Tingyun knew that she would talk nonsense when she was embarrassed, so he said calmly, "No need."

After saying that, he walked back out the door, picked up the mop leaning against the corner, and came back to mop the floor with a sullen face.

Su Xiaoyuan couldn't help and could only watch from the side.

The puppet mopped the floor quickly, put on his undershirt, tidied the bathtub, washed and hung the mop out to dry, and then came back to put on his outer shirt.

He was wearing the pure black suit he had bought when he first bought it. Although the fabric was of good quality, wearing it for an evening out looked like he was going to be a burglar.

"Do you want to change your clothes before going out to play tonight?" Su Xiaoyuan reminded.

The puppet squinted at her and said, "With so many people here, no one will even look at me."

She couldn't tell whether he was Versailles or beautiful without knowing it. In fact, every time she took him out, he would attract onlookers. Even after knowing that he was a puppet, everyone's attention would still be involuntarily attracted to him.

"Dressing nicely isn't just for others to see," Su Xiaoyuan said. "The most important thing is to be happy yourself."

"Puppet people don't know what happiness is."

Su Xiaoyuan: "..." I can see that you are quite unhappy now.

His previous owner must have been "unhappy", which made the puppet feel awkward.

On the way back, she could still feel that the puppet was in a good mood.

Su Xiaoyuan said good-naturedly, "Then I'll be happy. Can you wear it for me to see?"

The puppet was silent for a moment, then said stiffly, "You choose."

"Okay, okay," Su Xiaoyuan didn't care about his sour face at all, "I just bought you some new clothes, let's pick them out together."

She poured out the new clothes she had bought from her Qiankun bag.

The small bed was suddenly filled with silks and satins.

"It won't show up if I wear dark colors at night. The hue doesn't matter, it won't be noticeable anyway, but the brightness must be high," Su Xiaoyuan muttered as she picked. "It's best if the fabric is unique so you can see the texture when you shine the light on it, but it can't be too exaggerated. Luminous reflections are too much..."

Fu Tingyun stood aside expressionlessly, silently folding and putting away the clothes she had discarded.

"Try this one, Fu Tingyun." Su Xiaoyuan picked up one.

At first glance, it looks almost pure white, but when held up to the light, it reveals light golden cloud and dragon patterns, shimmering with a fine luster.

Su Xiaoyuan also picked out a wide-sleeved Zen robe made of shark silk and put it on outside, blurring the overly rich and distinct cloud and dragon patterns. The ambiguous patterns were more low-key and noble, like mottled ancient paintings.

When the belt is loose, it has a sense of flowing elegance like a Wu Dai Dang Feng.

Su Xiaoyuan looked at her results with satisfaction, and suddenly a sentence popped up in her mind.

The husband's beauty is the wife's glory.

What the hell!

She shook her head.

It is clearly the appearance of a puppet, the glory of its master.

After choosing the clothes, the next step is to match them with accessories.

Su Xiaoyuan dropped all her jewelry and big gold chains onto the bed with a clanging sound.

After becoming rich, I went on a shopping spree and saved up quite a bit of money.

The puppet had already folded and put away the remaining clothes, and stood aside to watch her pick out jewelry with great interest.

Suddenly an object caught his eye.

At first, I just found that there was magical power attached to that thing, but when I looked closely, I didn't know what it was.

He picked it up and took a closer look. He saw that it was a pair of gold rings, one large and one small, connected by a chain in the middle. The small one was only the size of a woman's finger ring, while the large one was as big as a child's gold bracelet.

Ling Yuexianzun is knowledgeable and this is the first time he has seen something of unknown purpose.

He put the small ring on his little finger and bent his finger, only to see the big ring shrink.

He was even more puzzled. Was it a torture device? It didn't look like one either.

Although I didn't want to speak up, my thirst for knowledge still prevailed.

He took off the ring and frowned: "What is this?"

Su Xiaoyuan was busy picking and choosing among more than a dozen headbands of different colors, materials, lengths and widths. She looked up at what was in his hand and was almost scared to death.

How did this thing get in? She remembered that she had hidden the gold rings and the evil clothes together...

Did I accidentally miss it?

"This...this...is nothing, just a girl's jewelry..." Su Xiaoyuan took it back from his hand and stuffed it into her sleeve randomly.

Fu Tingyun didn't think much about it at first, but when he saw her panicked expression, he knew that this thing was not simple.

"Jewelry? Where did you wear it?" the puppet asked.

Su Xiaoyuan quickly came up with a solution: "The small one is for the ear, and the big one is a hair ring. Hmm... that's it..."

"Oh." Fu Tingyun watched the blush spread from her cheeks and turn into bright red, so red that it seemed as if blood was about to drip out.

Su Xiaoyuan picked up a golden headband and changed the subject: "Try this headband."

Fu Tingyun: "Okay."

Su Xiaoyuan was afraid that he would get to the bottom of the matter, but fortunately the matter of the golden ring was over.

After helping the puppet choose clothes, she picked out a set of similar colors and styles for herself.

When the puppet went to the yard to make lunch and feed the cat, Su Xiaoyuan secretly hid the gold ring in her sleeve and then breathed a sigh of relief.

After lunch, Su Xiaoyuan took a nap. When she woke up, she saw the puppet sitting at the table, looking through something.

Are you reading? she muttered to herself.

The puppet man also reads books and goes to bookstores to buy books. Su Xiaoyuan was surprised when she first discovered it, but later she got used to it. She would occasionally pick up his books from the bookshelf and flip through them. Most of them were reference books, such as "Food List of Rare Birds and Beasts in the Three Realms", "Records of Immortal Food", "Flavors of the Ten Continents", and "Secrets of Cooking".

So when she saw him reading, she naturally thought he was studying recipes again.

She yawned, sat up, and asked casually, "What are you looking at, Fu Tingyun?"

The puppet turned around and picked up the book in his hand to show her.

That familiar cover, that familiar format...that wasn't a book at all, it was her sketchbook!

Su Xiaoyuan's brain froze for two seconds, then she jumped out of bed with a scream and snatched the sketchbook back: "No..."

Before she finished speaking, she lowered her head and saw that the page she had opened was the naked back she had just painted today.

"This is a human body exercise," Su Xiaoyuan explained righteously, her face flushed. "It's for art..."

The puppet ignored her explanation and asked directly, "Is the painting of me?"

Su Xiaoyuan lowered her head. "Uh... I can't say it's about a specific person... It's general and abstract, meant to express strength and beauty, the beauty of a healthy human body..."

Another string of mumbling, mixed with some incomprehensible gibberish.

Su Xiaoyuan kept muttering and tried to hide the notebook, but the puppet pulled it back from her hand.

A pale, bluish finger pointed at the chain around the naked figure's neck: "What is this?"

He pointed to the crisscrossing whip marks on his back and asked, "Why are you drawing these?"

Su Xiaoyuan's scalp tingled: "This is called battle damage, it's artistic processing..."

"Oh." The puppet glanced at her slowly.

Su Xiaoyuan felt that that glance was like a scalpel, clearly dissecting her unhealthy thoughts.

She snatched the notebook and closed it: "It's just a casual drawing, don't read it."

The puppet said, "No wonder some of the bones and tendons are not accurate."

Although Su Xiaoyuan knew that her ability was limited, her self-esteem was a little hurt when he pointed it out.

She opened the notebook again: "Which places specifically?"

Fu Tingyun pointed to a few places, and she took a closer look. There was indeed something strange about them. Either the proportions were wrong, or the shapes were inaccurate.

She puffed her cheeks and said, "I haven't practiced much, and I drew it out of thin air, so it's normal that it's not accurate. Let me tell you, Fu Tingyun..."

She raised her chin and said, "It's already pretty good to be able to draw like this. Professionals have to practice for a long time, and they have the conditions to sketch from real people. I..."

She suddenly got stuck in the middle of her speech. Wasn't there a perfect model right in front of her?

It’s not a real person, but it’s better than a real person. You won’t feel tired even if you maintain a posture for half a day.

Puppet Man: "You can draw on me."

Su Xiaoyuan swallowed and said, "Really?"

It's true.

She quickly found a good light, set up her easel, deftly placed the small wooden board in place to level it, clamped the drawing paper, set up the drawing board, and rolled up her sleeves. "While there's still some time before we leave, I'll do a quick sketch. We don't have much time, so I'll just draw the back."

"good."

The puppet took off his clothes openly, revealing his bare back, and smoothed his long hair in front of him.

Su Xiaoyuan felt the familiar dizziness again, and then joy overflowed from her heart.

I only took a few sneak peeks before, but now I can feast my eyes on it openly!

A closer look reveals how exquisite the puppet's structure is. The position of each bone and the shape of each muscle are perfect.

But sitting there with his back to her, it seemed as if he would glow.

The small house became several degrees brighter, and it was filled with brilliance.

Su Xiaoyuan compared it with the one she had drawn before based on her fragmentary memory, and found that many parts were distorted and the light and shadow were not right.

She tore off the page, crumpled it up, and threw it into the wicker basket that served as a wastepaper basket.

Then he took several deep breaths to steady his wrists that were shaking with excitement, and focused on painting.

The puppet is a near-perfect model who can always remain motionless in the same pose.

The only drawback is that it is so beautiful that it is hard not to be distracted.

As Su Xiaoyuan was drawing, she couldn't help but let her mind wander. Sometimes she imagined the touch of muscles, and sometimes she regretted that her underwear covered half of her waist. She couldn't help but try to figure out the shape of her gluteal muscles.

As I thought about it, my heart trembled and my hands shook, so I had to erase it and draw again.

She would stop after every few strokes to drink water and hide the sound of swallowing.

I painted until the sun set and finally completed a decent back sketch.

"Okay, Fu Tingyun," she couldn't help but show off to the puppet, "Look, does it look good?"

The puppet's eyes moved, and he seemed to be in a good mood. He praised generously: "It looks good."

"You are the one who looks good." Su Xiaoyuan said modestly.

"It's getting late, get ready to go out." The puppet reminded her.

Su Xiaoyuan then remembered what happened in the evening and started to clean up in a hurry.

At night, a man and a puppet held a lantern and took a small boat to the Moon Village.

Su Xiaoyuan would come to Moon Village every few days to attend witchcraft and secret medicine classes, but Moon Village at night was completely different from the daytime.

Looking from the bow, the entire island was covered with a layer of light mist, like a fog barrier, or a halo around the moon, or a mysterious beauty with a veil on her face.

From time to time, starlight twinkled in the fog, just like star eyes under the veil flashing cunning light.

When the boat reached the fog, the scenery suddenly became clear, and the dense forest on the island was shining brightly, as if it was dotted with millions of stars.

After getting off the ferry and entering the island into the forest, Su Xiaoyuan came to her senses. Those lights were neither stars nor lamps, but countless glowing poisonous insects.

When I reached the entrance, Ruan Mianmian hadn't arrived yet.

Su Xiaoyuan went to buy tickets first, and without asking if the puppet could get a free ticket, she directly bought three tickets.

The senior sister who sold tickets gave her three indigo-dyed cloth bags.

Su Xiaoyuan opened one of them and found a red ribbon, a pile of star-shaped stones, and a silver arrow with a flower at the tail.

The senior sister explained to her, "Star stones are chips. You can play games to win more chips. The chips you win can be used to catch poisonous insects. Ten star stones give you a pair. The red ribbon is for praying to the twin trees. As for this arrow..."

She pointed inside the door. "See that row of beautiful lanterns? It's for the 'Top 10 Most Desired Men in the Three Realms to Harvest' vote, an annual event in Moon Village!"

Su Xiaoyuan: “…” As expected of my sect, this name is too straightforward.

Ruan Mianmian will not arrive for another quarter of an hour.

Su Xiaoyuan had nothing to do anyway, so she said to the puppet, "Let's go take a look at those lights."

A man and a puppet walked over to take a look, and saw ten lifelike beauty lanterns lined up in a row. Each lantern figure had a quiver tied around her waist, hanging between her legs. There were numbers written on the quivers, representing the current votes.

Su Xiaoyuan: “…”

It is worthy of being my sect.

The lantern figures all had name tags hanging around their necks. Su Xiaoyuan looked at them one by one. There were the Yunyu Sect F4, and Senior Brother Xiahou also took a spot without any suspense.

The others were not from the same school, and she had never heard of most of their names.

There is only one exception.

A beautiful lamp dressed as a sword cultivator, with the words "Ling Yue Xian Zun" clearly written on the name tag.

Perhaps because he couldn't imagine the true appearance of Ling Yue Xianzun, the clever lamplighter made a tight mask for him.

When Su Xiaoyuan saw those four words, her heart tightened.

It's a rare opportunity to come out and have fun, so why is he here too!

Moreover, among all the beautiful and gorgeously dressed beauty lanterns, the lantern of Ling Yue Immortal Venerable, whose face could not even be seen, was far ahead in the number of votes.

"Do you want to vote for him?" asked the puppet.

Su Xiaoyuan came back to her senses and quickly shook her head: "Why should I vote for him? I don't even know him."

She thought about it and realized that among these ten people, only Senior Brother Xiahou had a connection with her, and he ranked second in the number of votes. It was reasonable for her to vote for him.

She walked to Xiahou Che's beauty lamp and threw the flower arrow in her hand into it.

The silver arrow flashed and quickly disappeared, and the number on the quiver increased by one.

"Fu Tingyun, you also come and help Senior Brother Xiahou..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a "crack" sound, and the arrow in the puppet's hand broke into two pieces.