Chapter 23 After Abandoning the Unruly Villain 23 "Feng Lingwu, you know...
Feng Lingwu exchanged his spiritual bone with Chu Xiangzhi, and Chu Xiangzhi was finally out of danger. With the nourishment of the spiritual bone, his dantian slowly recovered. However, Feng Lingwu lost all his spiritual power due to the loss of the spiritual bone and became a mortal.
Even the connection with the scroll that Fu Wei possessed was cut off. From then on, he and Fu Wei had no relationship except the title of master and disciple.
When Feng Lingwu woke up from his coma, the room was pitch black. The pain in his spine kept hitting his nerves and tearing his flesh, making him more and more awake. His mouth was dry and he subconsciously controlled his spiritual power to pour himself a glass of water.
At the end of the day, I remembered that my soul was lost and I was now just an ordinary person.
Feng Lingwu smiled bitterly.
"Lingwu, are you awake?" Zhao Nan quickly turned on the bedside lamp and looked at Feng Lingwu who had woken up with surprise.
Only then did Feng Lingwu realize that Zhao Nan was actually standing by his side, looking at him with surprise.
No one else.
Fu Wei is not here.
Feng Lingwu clenched his fists tightly: "Yeah."
Zhao Nan was so happy that he kept asking, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else? I'll call a doctor. Or is there anything you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
"Pour me a glass of water." Feng Lingwu shook his head. He was in great pain all over and just wanted to drink some water.
Zhao Nan poured a glass of water for Feng Lingwu and handed it to him.
He drank this glass of water for a long time until Feng Lingwu finally had the courage to ask, "Where's Fu Wei?"
Zhao Nan already knew Fu Wei's identity and what had happened in the past few days. When he heard Feng Lingwu asking about Fu Wei, his eyes dodged and he spoke hesitantly, as if he was reluctant to speak.
Feng Lingwu's heart sank: "Speak, I'm not angry."
Zhao Nan then said, "Brother Fuwei was originally guarding you, but just now someone from Chu Xiangzhi's side came to ask for him, saying that Chu Xiangzhi was not feeling well, so Zhenjun hurried over. He should be back soon, so don't worry too much."
It’s the Chu Xiangzhi again.
Feng Lingwu: "I see, I'm fine, you should go and rest too, I want to be alone for a while."
Zhao Nan sighed deeply when he heard this: "Then if you have anything, just call me. I'm next door."
Feng Lingwu: “Yeah.”
The lights in the room were on, and Feng Lingwu pulled the quilt over his head, wrapping himself tightly.
After an unknown amount of time, he heard a familiar sound of footsteps.
Fu Wei walked slowly to the bed, sat down on it, stretched out her hand, and wanted to pull the quilt down to prevent Feng Lingwu from suffocating her, but Feng Lingwu held the quilt tightly and refused to let go, so Fu Wei had to give up.
It was Fu Wei who spoke first: "I am sorry for you."
Feng Lingwu froze in the quilt and remained silent.
It doesn’t matter if Feng Lingwu doesn’t want to say it, he has to say it because he owes Feng Lingwu an explanation.
Fu Wei said slowly, "A thousand years ago, I wasn't even a painting spirit. People at the time called me Yao Ling Zhenjun, and I was the cultivator with the greatest potential to ascend to immortality. Chu Xiangzhi was my junior fellow apprentice, and his father was my mentor. We grew up together. At that time, the world was peaceful, and the rivers and seas were clear and calm. Until one day, the Ghost King appeared, rampant and tyrannical, causing great suffering and wailing everywhere. I then decided on a life-and-death battle with the Ghost King.
However, I was not talented and well-educated, and was no match for the Ghost King. Later, it was Chu Xiangzhi who blocked the Ghost King's fatal blow for me, and he died as a result. Although I took the opportunity to kill the Ghost King, I was also seriously injured and there was no possibility of my ascension.
After Chu Xiangzhi died, I exhausted my cultivation to send him to reincarnation. To prevent the return of the ghost disaster, I preached to the four major families and ordered them to protect the mysterious world. Later, when my life was about to end, in my dying moments, I injected my soul into this painting.
So this picture was actually never a picture of Yao Ling Zhenjun asking about immortality, but a picture of Yao Ling Zhenjun's demise. The painting depicts his final appearance before his death.
"It's a pity." Feng Lingwu suddenly sat up from the bed and asked.
Fu Wei was puzzled: "What?"
Feng Lingwu: "You were supposed to have been awakened by Chu Xiangzhi, and it was Chu Xiangzhi's spirit bones that were restored. If you had met him from the beginning, then what happened next wouldn't have happened, right? In the final analysis, I was the one who took over, right?"
Fu Wei shook his head: "Why do you think so?"
Feng Lingwu felt uncomfortable: "Fu Wei, other than this, I can't think of a more appropriate reason."
Fu Wei lowered her brows and looked at him deeply. "I admit, from the beginning, I did mistake you for him, which is why I accepted you as my apprentice. But your appearance, personality, and temper are completely different from his. He was raised in pampering, while you've had a rough childhood, starving. How can I not feel pity for you? How could I ever consider you his replacement?"
"Little Lingwu, some things are not what you see, and this is what I want to tell you. Do you understand what I mean?"
Feng Lingwu understood, he understood.
Greedy people are like a snake swallowing an elephant.
He was just not satisfied, he was just jealous. He hated himself for not being the person Fu Wei was looking for, and he hated even more that Fu Wei only treated him as a disciple, and there was a moral barrier between them.
Feng Lingwu: "I understand."
When Fu Wei heard Feng Lingwu say this, she smiled knowingly and comforted him, "Don't worry, Master will find a way to let you practice again. Master will always be by your side and will not let anyone bully you."
"I don't believe it." Feng Lingwu said.
Fu Wei was surprised: "Xiao Lingwu, you..."
Feng Lingwu said sourly, "I didn't see you when I woke up just now. Zhao Nan said you went to see Chu Xiangzhi."
Fu Wei sighed slightly upon hearing this and was amused.
"The spirit bones have an immune reaction to him, causing him to feel unwell..." Fu Wei coaxed, "How about this, next time I visit him, I'll tell you everything, okay? I'll go only if you agree. Okay?"
Feng Lingwu said unnaturally: "I would never refuse."
Fu Wei rubbed his head and said in a very gentle voice: "I knew that little Lingwu is the best."
Fu Wei's voice was very soft, as gentle as a spring breeze, which made him feel very soft-hearted and his heart was beating fast.
It seems that losing cultivation is not so painful anymore.
Feng Lingwu said, "You have to compensate me."
Fu Wei was now very easy to talk to and asked, "How do you want me to compensate you?"
Feng Lingwu pleaded in his eyes, and he carefully opened his arms and said, "Can you hold me like you did when we were little? I'm a little cold and a little uncomfortable. I want you to stay with me, okay?"
Fu Wei's heart ached, and she nodded, "Okay."
Feng Lingwu: "Thank you, Master."
So Fu Wei went to bed, took off her shoes and socks, and slept with Feng Lingwu. Feng Lingwu was actually quite big. Although it was said that Fu Wei was holding him, in fact he was just using his long arms to hold Fu Wei in his arms.
They clung to each other tightly, as if they were back in their childhood.
…
Fu Wei and the others stayed in Zhuge's house for more than a month.
Feng Lingwu's body has almost recovered with the nourishment of Fu Wei's spiritual power, but Feng Lingwu has lost his spiritual power and is now no different from an ordinary person.
On the contrary, after Chu Xiangzhi obtained the spiritual bone, his injuries healed within a few days, and even his congenital deficiency was gone. Now his cultivation has greatly increased, and he is in great spirits.
Whenever Fu Wei saw this, he felt more and more guilty and treated Feng Lingwu even better.
Over the past month, the entire Zhuge family knew that Master Yao Ling loved his disciple Feng Lingwu to the core.
Feng Lingwu felt that he might have turned a disaster into a blessing, because Fu Wei really indulged him to the extreme, and would not give him anything he wanted.
Only Feng Lingwu was happy, but others might not be happy.
That day, Fu Wei brought Feng Lingwu to the yard to bask in the sun. There were iced lychees on the table. The two were eating happily when Chu Xiangzhi came.
Chu Xiangzhi: "Senior Brother."
Fu Wei nodded: "Come on, sit down."
Chu Xiangzhi sat down and said with a smile: "Brother, I came here specially to thank my nephew for the bone replacement. If it weren't for Lingwu, I would have died long ago. Thank you Lingwu."
Feng Lingwu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. After all, you became like that to save Master. Just think of it as my repayment for Master."
Chu Xiangzhi: "That being said, but..."
Before Chu Xiangzhi could finish, Feng Lingwu suddenly opened his hands, revealing his fingers, which had turned red from peeling lychees too hard. He said pitifully to Fu Wei, "Master, I want to eat lychees, but my hands hurt."
Fu Wei's attention was instantly attracted by Feng Lingwu. Seeing this, he frowned slightly, full of heartache.
Fu Wei moved his fingers slightly, a golden light flashed, and the pain and redness inside Feng Lingwu's fingers disappeared. Fu Wei said lovingly, "Be good, it doesn't hurt anymore. Master will peel it for you."
As soon as the words fell, the dignified True Lord Yao Ling really started to peel lychees for his disciple.
"Eat it."
Fu Wei's fingers were a faint pink, and when she pinched the lychee it felt like she was pinching a diamond. The red mole on her ring finger was dazzling, as if made of jade, and incredibly beautiful.
Feng Lingwu, however, became even more demanding and said coquettishly, "But my hands are dirty, Master, can you feed me?"
"Sure." Fu Wei fed the lychee to Feng Lingwu's lips. When swallowing the lychee, it touched Feng Lingwu's lips and tongue. However, Fu Wei not only did not dislike it, but even a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips. "Eat slowly, don't choke."
Feng Lingwu: "Yes, thank you, Master."
Chu Xiangzhi pursed his lips and said nothing.
Feng Lingwu finished eating the lychees and then looked up at Chu Xiangzhi. As if he had just realized something, he smiled and said, "Uncle Master, what did you just say?"
Chu Xiangzhi's face looked grim: "Nothing, I'm just glad to see you're okay."
Although he said this, veins bulged under his sleeves, and he really wanted to tear Feng Lingwu into pieces. However, because Fu Wei was in front of him, he had to pretend to be kind and gentle like an elder.
Chu Xiangzhi: "Brother, are you doting on Lingwu too much?"
A dark light flashed in Feng Lingwu's eyes.
Fu Wei: "It's okay, he's my disciple, so it doesn't matter if he's a little ostentatious. Besides, he's very well behaved."
Feng Lingwu wiped Fu Wei's fingers with a handkerchief and said, "Yes, uncle, I'm very good."
"That's good, that's good." Chu Xiangzhi seemed to have suddenly remembered something and changed the subject, "Brother, I ran into Zhuge An when I came here just now. He seemed to want to see you about something. Would you like to go over and take a look?"
Zhuge An had been investigating the matter of that resentment for the past few days, and he must have come up with some results. Fu Wei nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go take a look."
As soon as Fu Wei left, Chu Xiangzhi stopped pretending and looked at Feng Lingwu coldly.
Chu Xiangzhi: "You are quite good at making people angry."
"Uncle Master, what are you talking about?" Feng Lingwu stopped eating the lychees and wiped his fingers clean with a handkerchief. "Uncle Master, you came here today and went to such great lengths to distract my master. It wasn't just to say thank you, was it?"
Chu Xiangzhi went straight to the point and said without any hesitation, "I'm just here to warn you not to have any thoughts that you shouldn't have."
Feng Lingwu narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"
Chu Xiangzhi said, "My senior brother is a man of radiant elegance, gentle and polite. Whether it was a thousand years ago or a thousand years later, he has been admired by countless people, yet he has never once glanced back. He is the bright moon in the sky, and you are just a lowly person, worlds apart from him. It was only because my senior brother mistook you for me that he gained some favor with you."
"He does like you, but you have to understand that's no different than liking a street cat or dog. He'll never like you in his entire life, and there's no way he'll ever be able to treat you beyond the relationship of master and disciple. You'd better put away those dirty thoughts of yours as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
Feng Lingwu: "What if I don't listen?"
Chu Xiangzhi: "The precedent of Zhuge Xianyu and Su Moli is a warning to you, isn't it? Feng Lingwu, you don't want my senior brother to know that you have illicit feelings for him, right?"
Feng Lingwu was nervous for only a moment, but after calming down, he began to refute without hesitation: "So what if I'm his apprentice? We've been apart for five years. If you really want to talk about it, he's only been my master for two months, so he really can't bear the title of ***."
"As for you, even if you are Fu Wei's junior apprentice, so what? He has already explained to me that he has never considered me a substitute for you, so there is no need for you to sow discord here. Besides, this is a matter between him and me, and you, an outsider, are not allowed to interfere!"
Chu Xiangzhi laughed: "Outsider? Feng Lingwu, it seems you still don't know who the real outsider is."
"You know, he and I are childhood sweethearts, his master is my father, and we were engaged a thousand years ago. If nothing unexpected happened, you should call me Master-in-law."
"So what?" Feng Lingwu gritted his teeth and said, "Even if there was an engagement, it was a thousand years ago, and it may not be valid now! I don't believe you, I only believe Fu Wei."
Chu Xiangzhi snorted coldly, "I'll make you believe me." He paused, as if feeling it wasn't enough, and sneered, "Feng Lingwu, you know, you're just a pathetic creature that no one wants, from childhood to adulthood."
Feng Lingwu's eyes were red as he shouted, "Get out of here!"
Chu Xiangzhi was very satisfied with Feng Lingwu's appearance. With the corners of his lips curled up, he said, "Let's wait and see. Let's see who is more important to Fu Wei, you or me." After that, he turned away.
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