Chapter 333 "I'll tell you next time we meet."

The snow outside the Fulian Cave has not yet melted, but the lotus flowers inside are already standing tall. Even the icy water in the pond cannot hide the tenacity and fragrance of the lotus flowers.

When Wen Yu stood at the entrance of the cave, he remembered that he had nothing in his hands.

I clearly mentioned in my mind countless times last night that I would bring the kite I made, but as soon as I went out today, I completely forgot about it.

Could it be a demonic barrier? When had she ever been so careless?

Looking at the double-petaled lotus that seemed to be blooming even more vigorously, Wen Yu approached it with a slightly guilty look on her face. "How is it? Can you speak now?"

She squatted down like she did last time, scooped up some water in her hands and gently poured it over his petals.

Like a cluster of white jade and gold, the large cluster of flowers looks like a flowing cloud, and with the bright red embellishment on the tip, it is really beautiful and full of spring.

The water droplets slid down Wen Yu's fingertips and landed on the center of the pistil. She stared at the crystal droplet for a moment, as if to verify what she had thought last time. She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and touched it as if possessed.

Why would she mistake a torso with spikes for a smooth and soft body? Could it be that her mind is really unstable?

But before Wen Yu could figure it out, she felt a touch of delicacy amidst the coldness of her touch. Although she couldn't tell what was wrong, it was definitely not the texture that flowers and leaves should have.

Wen Yu suddenly opened her eyes, but what she saw was like a fire cloud exploding in her mind, almost making her fume.

Behind the thin mist, where are the double-petaled lotuses?

The person in front of her had a face as beautiful as jade and as white as snow. Her face, which was both gentle and stern, was now held in her palm.

The cold pond water that had just been poured on him was flowing down along his brow bones that were as high as mountains, all the way to the tip of his straight nose, the soft beads of his lips, and finally hanging precariously at the corner of his jaw.

The lotus was really beautiful, emerging from the water, and the crystal petals that were about to fall made Wen Yu's heart beat fast.

With his red lips and white teeth, it's not hard to tell who he is.

But she only asked if he could speak. What did he mean by suddenly changing shape?

"You--" Even someone as composed as Wen Yu couldn't help but panic. She was so frightened that her heart was beating fast and she hesitated to speak.

But compared to her busyness, a man who was soaking in the water seemed much more indifferent, with his eyes fixed on Wen Yu, and he refused to move for a moment.

Wen Yu, the god Yuan Que on Chengyun Mountain, wants to be his neighbor...

Why didn’t you mention that it would be such a long time since we said goodbye last time, so that he would have to wait?

In this stalemate, no one broke the silence first.

Everything was quiet until the drop of water fell into the palm of the hand, and then the world was filled with sound again.

Wen Yu realized belatedly that her fingertips were still firmly pressed against his cheek, making her look like a pervert who was taking advantage of someone.

She hurriedly tried to pull her hand back, but he caught it unexpectedly.

As the water splashed, Wen Yu saw that half of his forearm was as white as a washed lotus root, but it was not weak. After all, the strength he exerted in grabbing her was very great...

It was a completely unexpected scene. Wen Yu couldn't dodge and could only let him hold her hand like this.

At this moment, she seemed to have completely forgotten that she was an ancient god who had been enlightened for thousands of years. If she really started fighting, how could she be restrained by such a small force? She was just willing to do it.

After Wen Yu's action, his eyes gradually filled with a hint of doubt. He lowered his head to look at her palm, and actually tilted his head and pressed it against her palm as he did before.

——The soft skin slipped across Wen Yu's hands like silk.

A tiny electric current suddenly started from her fingertips and quickly spread throughout Wen Yu's body. She shuddered as if she was pricked by a needle and suddenly pulled her hand back. In her panic, she couldn't even control her strength and suddenly fell down by the pool.

He was clearly shivering all over, freezing her, but Wen Yu inexplicably felt that her hand, which had touched it, was almost burning, and the heat even climbed up her cheeks.

There was a sound of splashing water. This time he did not insist on holding Wen Yu's hand, but slowly came over and stood up in front of her, holding her in his arms.

Is she...hiding from him? Why? Last time, when we talked about being neighbors, didn't we mean closeness?

Wen Yu's face turned red and white through the water vapor and fog. Only then did she realize that the white lotus swaying in the wind in front of her was not wearing a single piece of clothing, standing naked in front of her.

The rippling green waves made his waist and abdomen look even more delicate, as if made of fat, and strong and sturdy.

Wen Yu forced herself to close her eyes, silently repeating in her heart, "Don't look at anything inappropriate." She was careless and never expected that a flower would turn into a man.

"Today..." After thinking for a long time, Wen Yu trembled and said, "Is this your first time transforming?"

Last time she said he was very beautiful and he just wanted her to see what she looked like, but it seemed to scare her.

Double Lotus hummed for a moment and replied, "Hmm."

"This... that..." After receiving his answer, Wen Yu didn't know what to say next. "Why don't you put on some clothes before talking?"

There was silence in Fulian Cave, only the dewdrops rolling down the lotus leaves into the water, dripping on people's hearts.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wen Yu just took it as a tacit agreement and immediately flicked his fingers -

The plain and elegant white brocade robe wrapped the double-petaled lotus tightly.

Hearing the sound of fluttering clothes, Wen Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief. She opened her eyes cautiously and saw that he was barely dressed, then she felt relieved.

But the distance was too close, she could even see his wet hair flowing from behind his ears to his collarbone, then hiding in his heart and all the way down...

Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like stars, and she has such a calm and elegant aura. She was right last time, she is indeed very beautiful.

It was strange. This place was clearly an ancient cold pond, but why was there constant heat coming out of it, making her sweat profusely.

Wen Yu gradually realized that Fulian Cave had never changed, but her mood this time was very different from the last time.

The sudden feeling of restraint made him turn his neck uncomfortably. He then looked at the lotus pattern on his cuffs, and finally his gaze fell on Wen Yu.

When their eyes met, Wen Yu's heart, which had just relaxed for a moment, became tense again. She was still sitting on the ground, just at eye level with him.

A thin mist surged between the two of them, making them seem far and near even though they were facing each other.

Such a straightforward, passionate and unconcealed look made Wen Yu feel guilty for no reason.

It was clear that he was naked before, but now it seemed as if she was completely naked.

"It seems... there is nothing to say." Wen Yu looked left and right, his arms still supporting her sides.

The moon-white clothes turned translucent after being soaked in water, and the lines of the arms were faintly visible underneath, which made people feel nervous.

She had no choice but to move back inch by inch, and when the time was right, she turned around and ran away. "I... am leaving now. I'll see you next time."

If she stayed in Fulian Cave any longer, she would probably lose her faith in Taoism.

"When." The double-petaled lotus, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised her eyes and looked in the direction where Wen Yu was walking away.

Amidst the rich aroma, Wen Yu suddenly stopped, stiffening her neck and not daring to look back. "What?"

"Next time." Thinking of the long wait, he couldn't help but ask, "When is it?"

Now his mind is unstable and he cannot leave Fulian Cave, otherwise he would have gone to Chengyun Rock to find her long ago.

Wen Yu thought for a moment, then waved his hand casually, "When you learn to dress properly."

Before he finished speaking, all kinds of robes appeared neatly arranged next to Chongbanlian.

"Yeah." His lips curled slightly, and the feeling of restraint on his body didn't seem so uncomfortable anymore.

This is... the second time...

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Jiangyang Prefecture, Song Family Cemetery.

Wen Yu held Song Linsheng's face in her hands, her forehead pressed tightly against his. "You and I have only met seven times in total."

When she counted them carefully, even she felt it was pitifully little.

"It's already very good, Qimian." Song Linsheng closed his eyes and let the tears fall, forming a small puddle in the tomb that was always covered with dust.

In the third chapter, in Fulian Cave, Xiaoyu taught him how to read and write, and how to wash his face and comb his hair.

In the fourth chapter, I went with Xiaoyu to see the green mountains, white clouds, green water and red flowers, and to see the gradually dyed autumn sky with rosy clouds.

In the fifth chapter, Xiaoyu took him to Muyao Town, where they ate spring bamboo shoots and Chinese cabbage at a local farmer's house. She also said that she wanted him to taste the five flavors of the world and see the various forms of life.

In the sixth chapter, she told him that the night was not nothingness, but the abode of the souls of all things. She asked him not to be tense all the time and to try to close his eyes and take a nap.

But at that time, he had just started to understand and didn't understand many things, but he insisted on dragging Xiaoyu to live with him. Thinking about it now, he was really... much braver than he is now.

In the seventh chapter, they passed by Tanming Island and met the dying Qinlong Kuixuan.

Although she didn't know why he was injured, Xiaoyu still helped him and promised to take him back to Chengyun Mountain and let Zizhan take care of him for a while.

"Zizhan?" This was the first time he heard someone else's name from Xiaoyu's mouth.

Wen Yu thought he was just curious, so he answered frankly, "Zizhan is Ju Mang, the Divine Lord of Broken Clouds. You'll recognize him when you reach the Ninth Heaven."

After all, Xiaoyu was the only one in his world, and he thought Xiaoyu was the same.

It turns out that it’s not…

"Kui Xuan, just go find Zizhan," Wen Yu instructed, adding, "If he's not here, go look for him at Chengyun Rock."

Recently she has been carrying... with her, so she might not have time to send Kui Xuan off, so he has to go by himself.

After bidding farewell to Kui Xuan, Wen Yu turned around and noticed that a certain double-petaled lotus had a frown on its face, wondering what it was thinking. "Hmm? What's going on?"

"Kui Xuan, Zizhan." His originally fair cheeks were now flushed red with anxiety. "Then...what about me? Wenyu, what's my name?"

So this is what he wanted to ask. Wen Yu couldn't help but smile.

She had actually thought about giving him a name, but after reading through all the classics and books, she still couldn't find one that she was completely satisfied with.

This one is good, that one is great, but she always feels that something is missing and cannot match his temperament.

"Well..." Wen Yu changed the subject, leaving the question unanswered. "Next time, I'll tell you when we meet."

Just when he was looking forward to the eighth meeting, he was greeted with news of the death of the Lord of Gouwu Mountain and Wen Yu...

"Seven sides, that's already very good." Song Linsheng smiled with tears in his eyes, leaning on Wen Yu's palm just like he did ten thousand years ago.

It is these seven sides that have always supported him, allowing him to survive countless galaxies being destroyed and sun and moon being rotated.

Later, he attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven. The immortals in the Nine Heavens called him Emperor Taihao, but Taihao was just a divine title, not his real name.

Wen Yu raised her sleeve and stroked the corners of his eyes, feeling the burning warmth of his tears. "Are you willing to sacrifice seven reincarnations for this seven-faced fate?"