Chapter 67 Corpse Village - Glass Flower House (Part Two) Sister, I'm scared...

The two were really biting each other, like children, their teeth touching each other's delicate skin, quickly leaving many shocking red teeth marks on each other's bodies.

As if in a contest, Shi Xianxue opened her mouth and bit his lip, grinding and squeezing it back and forth with her teeth. Wu Xiutang seemed to be in great pain, whimpering and trying to pull away. Hearing that his voice sounded strange, Shi Xianxue released him with a startled gasp.

"If you dare bite again..."

However, before she could finish speaking, the boy's entire body slid down, and he bent down again to take her in his mouth.

The warm, wet touch instantly traveled from her skin to her brain, sending shivers down her spine.

Shi Xianxue's eyes widened in disbelief at what Wu Xiutang had done. She grabbed his head with both hands and pushed him away, shouting in shame and anger, "Wu Xiutang! Let go! Let go! Let go!!"

When Wu Xiutang was pushed away, he was still in a daze. His lips were glistening, and his eyes showed a pitiful look after being rejected, as if he was unsatisfied.

However, no matter how unsatisfied she was, Shi Xianxue could not continue what she had just done. In broad daylight, Wu Yinghuo and the others were still guarding outside, and she always felt that there were countless eyes watching her from the shadows.

It was so erotic! It was really too erotic for her to handle.

The boy straightened up, leaving a small gap between himself and her, and stared intently at her. Shi Xianxue saw her reflection in those golden eyes. The sunlight was a little dazzling, and the girl's skin was as white as snow, glistening with moisture.

The boy's throat bobbed slowly: "Flower."

Flowers? Flowers my ass!

Shi Xianxue knew what he meant, and her face immediately turned bright red, as if it could bleed. "It's not a flower, you're not allowed to kiss it! Wu Xiutang, don't play dumb with me!"

One thing at a time, she did come to save him and felt very guilty towards him, but he shouldn't take advantage of his guilt to act like a scoundrel.

How could he kiss himself there? That area is so sensitive, and when the warm tongue licked it, Shi Xianxue got goosebumps all over her body.

Wu Xiutang seemed unable to understand human speech, his fingers twitching slightly as he mumbled, "Flower."

"You're not allowed to touch it, and you're not allowed to look at it!!"

Shi Xianxue screamed in anger. Her clothes were torn to shreds, leaving her barely clothed. Wu Xiutang had seen everything about her. How could he have done such a thing to her? How come Shi Xianxue had never noticed before that Wu Xiutang was such a pervert?

As if truly startled by Shi Xianxue's roar, Wu Xiutang quickly withdrew his fingers, his attention returning to Shi Xianxue's face. As the Wheel of Order faded, the gold in his eyes dimmed back into a thick, deep black.

His flickering gaze swept over her face inch by inch, looking back and forth. Then, he lowered his head and licked the corner of her lips with his tongue, repeating the gesture with a persistent expression.

"flower."

Shi Xianxue's lips trembled slightly, as if she had finally realized that something was wrong with Wu Xiutang.

The boy's former sharpness seemed to have vanished completely upon waking up; his eyes were dull, and he looked somewhat unintelligent.

She didn't know what was wrong, and hesitantly reached out to touch his face. Unexpectedly, the boy suddenly buried his face in her neck and shoulder, and his warm breath sprayed on her skin. In a few breaths, his breath became even and peaceful.

Sunlight and flower shadows were scattered, and the boy lay quietly on her body, making no further inappropriate moves.

Shi Xianxue knew that he was asleep.

--

When Shi Xianxue opened the door of the flower house and went out, Wu Ying and the fire ibis had disappeared.

After circling the glass house, I finally found a fire ibis in the backyard, its head bobbing up and down, pecking at something, looking quite excited.

She went over to take a look and discovered that in the backyard there was not only a patch of lotus flowers in full bloom, but also a square vegetable garden. Instead of the usual leafy greens, clusters of gray mushrooms were growing there.

When the wind blows, it sways back and forth like a sapling.

The color isn't vibrant; it looks no different from the oyster mushrooms sold in supermarkets.

Shi Xianxue was hungry and thought she would pick some mushrooms to take back and make mushroom soup.

The flamingo glanced at her casually at first, then glanced at her again, and when it looked at her again, it couldn't help but wryly beak its mouth.

Although it's just a bird, it perfectly mimics human expressions. Whenever it makes that cheeky face, Shi Xianxue knows exactly what it's thinking without even asking.

She simply pretended not to see it and didn't intend to engage with it, but it stubbornly leaned closer with a gossipy look on its face.

"So intense? Wu Ying said that the divination diagram is impervious to water and fire, and ordinary spirit swords can't even damage it in the slightest. Master is so rude."

After saying that, he playfully bumped into Shi Xianxue with his body.

The mushroom in Shi Xianxue's hand fell off and rolled to the side.

How could a bird make such strange noises? If Wu Xiutang were awake, it certainly wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous, because Wu Xiutang would definitely pluck all its feathers before it could even open its mouth.

Wu Xiutang's clothes were indeed a bit too big for her. Although he was about the same age as Xiaoyue, he was much taller and more slender. Xiaoyue's face was still a bit fleshy, while Wu Xiutang was exceptionally thin, making his limbs appear even longer.

She still remembered the first time they met. Although he was visually very handsome, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a slender, well-proportioned figure, the feeling she got when she touched him was empty and pitiful.

But once she was naked, it felt different... Shi Xianxue still blushed and her heart raced when she recalled the erotic scene just now. The fabric of her body still retained his body heat, as if he was embracing her from behind.

Realizing that her thoughts were being swayed by the flamingo, Shi Xianxue quickly rolled up her sleeves and trouser legs before bending down to pick up the mushrooms.

"Why aren't you saying anything? What can't we, as best friends, talk about? Tell me..."

"What's there to talk about? Shut up."

The flamingo exclaimed in exaggerated surprise, "Good, good, good! You're becoming more and more like your master. It seems like male-female mating is indeed..."

"Aaaaah!!! You big dummy!" Shi Xianxue threw the mushroom she had just picked up at the bird's face, rolled up her sleeves, and rushed over angrily. "You stinky bird with a head full of lewd thoughts, I'll pluck all your feathers today, or I'm not Shi!"

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When Wu Xiutang woke up again, the mist in the forest began to slowly gather back, gradually enveloping the small village, and the entire village was buried under the mysterious darkness of the forest.

After returning from its bath outside the forest, Wu Ying stayed by its owner's side without leaving for a moment. It didn't see the woman and the kitten purred in dissatisfaction.

Although she saved her master's life, Wu Ying's feelings for her remained extremely volatile.

Seeing its master lying naked in the flower bushes with no one to care for him, Wu Ying revealed its true form as a Mengji beast and covered its master's body with its soft, pure white fur.

As the sky was once again covered in fluorescent light, the master awoke.

Wu Ying was overjoyed. With a bang, her white fur burst open, and Wu Ying transformed into the size of a normal cat.

Remembering her master's injuries and grievances, Wu Ying was overcome with sorrow and prepared to pluck a handful of herbs. "Master~"

A delicate touch from my palm came from my forehead.

The boy pressed down on the round head and shoved it away.

Wu Ying stumbled as the cat was pushed, unaware of what its owner was up to, its tail wagging anxiously.

"Master, I have washed the blood off my body."

Before he could finish speaking, the master stood up in a panic.

The flower petals brushed against the boy's pale, thin waist, leaving pink marks. His black hair was disheveled and scattered over his shoulders, with the ends curling in natural arcs. Having just faced death, he did not appear sickly, but instead became even more handsome and radiant, with bright eyes and sparse eyebrows.

At this moment, he was completely naked, and every bone exposed looked as if it had been meticulously sculpted.

Beautiful and exquisite, but perverted.

Wu Ying looked at him strangely.

The master is usually a clean freak. If Wu Ying gets even a little dirty, he will throw him into the river to wash him repeatedly. He usually dresses very properly, with his clothes neatly arranged at the corners and cuffs. However, he is always injured, and his clothes are either torn by sharp objects or stained with blood. Therefore, there is a special wardrobe for the master in Wuliang Bag, which contains beautiful clothes that look exactly the same at first glance, but with different details.

Most of them were made by the owner himself.

Even the clothes made of the Jiaoxiao Guaqi Diagram on Shi Xianxue's body were sewn by the master himself, stitch by stitch.

The owner doesn't like to rely on others.

This person, who is usually so particular about details, was now completely disregarding his disheveled appearance and was about to leave.

Wu Ying thought her master had gone mad.

Shi Xianxue also thought Wu Xiutang had gone mad.

Her sleeves were filled with gold and jewelry, and she ate all the remaining pastries. The divination chart was suitable for all seasons and had an automatic washing function. The fabric was soft and comfortable, as thin as a cicada's wing, and the style was novel and beautiful, not the kind of common styles found in ready-made clothing stores. She liked it very much and was very satisfied, so she didn't have the habit of wasting money on clothes.

They only took Wu Xiutang's clothes because they had absolutely no other clothes to wear.

She had considered the Boundless Bag, but the memory of being bitten by it last time was still vivid in her mind. She deeply hated insects and simply couldn't bring herself to do it.

But Wu Xiutang is different from her. This is Wu Xiutang's home, and the Boundless Bag is placed beside him. Why doesn't he wear proper clothes? Even if there are only a few of them here, it's still shameful to run around naked in public.

Perhaps she's too confident in her figure.

This completely ruined her self-confidence.

Shi Xianxue covered her eyes in horror, "Wu Xiutang, you, you, you should put your clothes on first!"

As the last note faded, Shi Xianxue was thrown into the arms of the boy, who stumbled as he fell.

Wu Xiutang had little strength. He bent down and used his arms to tightly lock her waist, pulling her into his arms as if he had lost her and then regained her, with a faint sob escaping his throat.

"where have you been."

Don't abandon me.

Shi Xianxue had imagined many scenarios after Wu Xiutang regained consciousness. While making mushroom soup, she couldn't help but think of the way he looked at her in the Misty Forest, so cold it was chilling, as if he never wanted to see her again in this lifetime.

Wu Xiutang was such a proud person. When she said those words, whether she meant them or not, it greatly hurt his self-esteem, especially since it was in front of a man with whom he had a blood feud.

He must have wanted to kill himself at that moment.

So even if he mocked her, it didn't bother her; she was prepared to pester him relentlessly.

But she never expected this.

Wu Xiutang's reaction was surprisingly like this.

He didn't blame himself; instead, he spoke to her with immense affection.

Shi Xianxue was flattered and then at a loss for words, "I...I'll go cook, because I'm afraid you'll be hungry when you wake up."

Wu Xiutang didn't mention it, and neither did she. It would be best if this matter just passed quietly.

"I made mushroom soup, it's very delicious, would you like some, Wu Xiutang?"

Mushroom soup?

Wu Ying pricked up her ears alertly.

--

Outside the flower house, it was as bright as day. Shi Xianxue found a few white porcelain bowls in the backyard, filled one to the brim, and handed it to Wu Xiutang. "Try it. Although it lacks some seasonings, I think it should taste pretty good."

Wu Ying stood far away, licking her paws indifferently.

Wu Xiutang was cleaned up and dressed in brand-new clothes that Wu Ying had taken out of the Wuliang Bag. He obediently accepted the porcelain bowl, but hesitated to move.

"Why aren't you drinking? Aren't you hungry?" Shi Xianxue glanced at the soup in the bowl.

It looks very appetizing.

Wu Xiutang's eyes still held a touch of childishness. He handed the soup bowl back, frowning as he said, "I don't want to drink it."

Shi Xianxue's eyelashes fluttered, but she still said softly, "Why don't you drink it? You don't like it even before you've tried it? Why don't you give it a try? Maybe it will taste good."

Wu Xiutang shook his head again and poured the soup back into the pot.

Shi Xianxue refilled his bowl and put it back in his hand, saying, "Don't make a fuss. People always need to eat. You've just recovered from a serious illness and need to replenish your energy."

Wu Xiutang did not listen.

After a few rounds, Wu Xiutang suddenly stood up and kicked him over in a bad temper.

Soup and liquid were spilled all over the ground, and those few white mushrooms lay pitifully among the flowers.

"Wu Xiutang!"

The boy suddenly looked up, his eyes as bright as if washed by a clear spring. Seeing the angry look on his master Xianxue's face, he tilted his head and pointed behind her.

Following the direction of his finger, one could see that rotten heads, with bones exposed, were rapidly covering the entire glass flower house.

They were densely packed, like leeches clinging to a human's calves.

The flamingo was happily eating nectar when it suddenly looked up and nearly flew away.

It chattered incoherently, then flew behind Shi Xianxue, trembling: "How terrifying! What are these things? When did they arrive? Ahhh, Shi Xianxue, save me!"

Shi Xianxue was also curious about what they were, but judging from their appearance, they were quite similar to the zombies in a certain foreign zombie drama she had watched.

The fluorescent light emitted by the jewelry illuminated the rotting flesh and white maggots on their bodies. Unlike the Shadow Incarnates of the Blood Moon Secret Realm, they seemed to possess intelligence. The door of the flower house was wide open, but they did not rush in, as if there was someone they feared inside.

It only dared to press its maggot-infested eyes against the window, slowly turning them to observe the situation inside.

Wu Ying's voice rang out from behind them.

"These are the withered-skin ghosts, the original inhabitants of Corpse Village. Once a living person enters the village, there is no way to survive, because they will attack in groups and devour that person alive. After the master came here, he thought they were ugly, dirty and unhygienic, so he buried them underground and set up a Taoist spell."

“That’s right.” Wu Ying smiled as he looked at Shi Xianxue’s surprised expression. “The ingredients you used to make the mushroom soup were the same mushrooms that the master used to suppress their restrictions, and they were grown from their rotten flesh.”

very good.

It has successfully made Shi Xianxue feel nauseous.

No wonder Wu Xiutang reacted so strongly.

"But with Wu Xiutang here, they probably wouldn't dare to cause trouble."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a head was ripped from his neck with a popping sound and thrown into the flower house like a thunderbolt.

After the head separated from the body, its eyeballs were still rolling around, eventually landing at the feet of the flamingo, only to be kicked away by the terrified flamingo like a ball.

Clearly, they seemed to have sensed something and were testing the waters.

"Even they noticed, are you that slow-witted?" Wu Ying said with some disdain.

Shi Xianxue seemed to have her secrets exposed. She first lowered her head in frustration, let out a long sigh, and then looked at Wu Xiutang with extremely sad eyes.

How could she not notice?

When Wu Xiutang woke up, it seemed that he had not only lost his cultivation, but also most of his memories.

He wasn't choosing to run away; he just didn't remember.

Just like now, he looked at her with unreserved, pure and clear eyes, and seeing that Shi Xianxue's attention was also on him, he happily took her little finger.

"elder sister."

He slowly moved closer, pressing his eyes against Shi Xianxue's shoulder, as if he dared not look at the withered ghost outside.

Her voice was soft and sticky, sounding like she was being coquettish.

"So ugly."

"I'm scared."