Chapter 30 is here again? That dreaded heat cycle!
After a while, He Mu's irritable spiritual energy finally calmed down.
Disturbed, he grabbed the weapon and headed towards the library, intending to wait there as usual for Wenrensheng to finish school, while also thinking about his own affairs.
But as soon as he stepped into the doorway, he sensed something unusual, and the scabbard in his hand trembled slightly.
"Are there other demons around here?" He Mu frowned slightly, gripping the hilt of his sword. "When did they come out?"
The sword, adorned with bright patterns, slid out of its sheath and floated into the air.
He Mu Sui gripped the sword hilt, about to activate the formation to locate the monster.
Unexpectedly, a gray-haired figure suddenly flashed before my eyes.
Upon closer inspection, Mu recognized Wenren Sheng, who had been claiming he was "going to learn from his master."
He Mu paused, took a half step back, and concealed his presence.
He squinted at Wen Rensheng and muttered, "Didn't you say you were going to find the God of Literature? Why are you wandering around here?"
Wen Rensheng, standing not far away in the corridor, cautiously scanned his surroundings, seemingly to confirm that no one was around.
After a short while, once Zhang Gu was sure no one was around, the child simply stepped on the wall, nimbly flipped over, and escaped from the temple!
They skipped school!
He Mu's eyes widened slightly, and he silently followed, sword in hand.
He leaped onto the shrine in front of the temple, his eyes fixed on the path where the voice had come from.
The person who heard the voice walked quickly, as if rushing to meet someone. They looked back several times, appearing furtive and suspicious.
He bypassed the mountain gate and headed straight for the path leading to the mountain spring.
Although Mu knew that Wenrensheng was in heat and her condition was inevitably strange, he still couldn't suppress his curiosity.
He really wanted to know what was going on in Wenrensheng's little head, why he had been unhappy these past few days, and why he had skipped school to come here to play.
And what kind of erotic dreams did he have that made him moan and groan at night?
Could it be...?
Halfway through the thought, He Mu was suddenly overcome with a strong sense of guilt and couldn't help but shiver.
"Forget it, he won't tell me even if I ask," He Mu thought to himself, sweating profusely. "I'll just have to find out myself."
As he spoke, he followed Wen Rensheng's footsteps and quietly entered the mountain spring.
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On the other side.
After carefully confirming that no one was around, he finally sneaked back to this place.
Yesterday, he deliberately told Yi Jinxiang a little lie, saying that he would be sparring with He Mu Wuyi all day today, so he wouldn't be coming to class.
The goal was to see this fox demon one last time and then give it a good beating.
Hearing the voice, he angrily slammed his fist into his palm.
"You've caused me so much trouble, I'm making sure you explain yourself clearly today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the red-faced fox appeared, its feet barely touching the ground as it landed beside Wenrensheng.
After meeting twice, it became quite familiar with him, putting its arm around Wenrensheng's shoulder and smiling, "How have you been lately?"
Hearing the human voice, he got goosebumps all over. He dodged the red-faced fox's movement and stared at it coldly.
“Now that you’ve achieved your goal, you don’t need to make me dream like this anymore,” Wenrensheng said coldly, crossing his arms. “I’ve seen my own heart clearly.”
"You didn't like those dreams?" The fox narrowed its eyes. "Was it because he didn't serve you well enough?"
I've never heard of anyone who has ever heard such a shameless and foul-mouthed person.
He was startled by the fox demon's words, his eyes widened, and he gripped the dagger in his hand instantly.
"How shameless of you!" Wen Rensheng stared at him in shock. "How can a monster like you be so shameless!"
Fortunately, the fox didn't say anything more offensive. It then darted to the center of the pavilion and lay down, casually twirling its fingers.
"So—you're planning to confess your feelings to the person you love?"
Hearing a human voice, it retorted, "What's it to you?"
The fox chuckled twice and then said, "What if he doesn't like you, or if his Daoist heart doesn't allow him to like anyone else?"
Hearing the voice, he clenched his fist and looked away.
“I’ve decided I won’t hide anything from him anymore,” he said in a low voice. “In two days, I’ll tell him everything—my identity, and my feelings…”
"Tch, it's not that complicated."
The red-faced fox raised his hand, interrupting.
"Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman. You look even more like a vixen than me. Can't you just shed a few tears and beg him? Why do you need to prepare so much?"
Hearing the voice, he frowned unhappily.
What nonsense is this stinky fox spouting?
He wanted to confess his feelings to the mountain god, clearly because he had thought it through seriously and no longer wanted to hide anything from him, which is why he made this decision.
If it were possible to achieve something by simply shedding a few tears, that would be truly laughable.
“You’re so self-righteous,” Wen Rensheng said, his tone becoming more forceful. “The Mountain God is an important member of my family, and I can’t treat him like this.”
The fox sighed and listlessly lifted his face.
"You're quite the romantic."
Hearing the voice, she didn't bother arguing with him and immediately changed the subject: "Mind your own business. Explain yourself clearly: what kind of monster are you, and why have you come to Fangze Mountain?"
The fox raised an eyebrow: "You really want to know?"
"Speak quickly."
It chuckled twice: "I'm not telling you."
"..."
Hearing the voice, he let out a long breath, feeling a surge of anger rising in his heart.
He has always been a pretty good person, and he usually only gets a little angry with Mu Fa.
In the past, when someone bullied or isolated him, he would at most ignore it and occasionally curse them in his heart. He rarely felt so angry that he wanted to hit someone like he did today.
But this short-sighted fox really angered him today.
And for some reason, the angrier he got, the more his neck hurt as if it were being pricked with needles, as if someone was deliberately probing his body with spiritual power, trying to get something from him.
Hearing the voices, he endured for a moment, then lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped into the air, landing in the center of the waterside pavilion.
This time, he no longer hoped that the fox would answer honestly. He gripped the dagger in reverse and rushed forward to fight it!
Although he wasn't using the most suitable weapon, Wen Rensheng's martial arts skills had improved significantly since half a year ago.
His sword strikes were swift and precise, his first few blows aimed directly at vital points, forcing the Red-Faced Fox back several steps, nearly causing him to fall into the mountain spring.
The red-faced fox pretended to fall, then mischievously spun around to dodge, not forgetting to praise:
"As expected of a disciple taught by Cang Yu and Wen Qu Xing, he is indeed formidable."
After saying that, it took the opportunity to sniff the back of the neck of the creature that heard the voice.
"You smell so good, what's that scent?"
Hearing the voice and seeing this shameless scoundrel suddenly come over to smell him, he felt utterly disgusted and his whole body itched.
"...Stay away from me!"
He suppressed his disgust, turned around and kicked the fox to the ground, then pounced on it, raising his dagger to stab it downwards.
But this fox was as cunning as an eel; in the blink of an eye, it slipped away, leaving only a white veil for Wenrensheng.
Looking back, the fox demon was already standing safely on a bamboo stalk not far away.
Hearing the voice, she gritted her teeth and flung away the white veil in her hand.
He met this fox three times, and each time he was completely fooled. This monster seemed to be able to read people's minds, knowing his every thought, every decision, and even his past and future.
It's almost like...
It's like watching him grow up.
"What exactly do you want?!"
Hearing the voices, a rebuke was heard.
"You've caused trouble on Fangze Mountain, the mountain god won't let you off, and neither will I!"
"Then don't let me go!"
It smiled gently at the sound of human voices.
"However, our fate has come to an end here, and I'm afraid we won't have the chance to meet again in the future."
Having said that, it squinted its eyes and slowly raised its hand to bid farewell to the voice.
"Goodbye, little-"
"etc!"
bass!
Just as the fox heard the voice and thought it was going to flee again like it had the previous two times, a white shadow suddenly flashed across its field of vision, grabbing the red-faced fox by the neck like a predatory hawk.
? !
Hearing the voice, he held his breath and stared intently ahead.
This is……
The next second, the white light suddenly exploded, and a cold-colored longsword pierced through the fox's throat, falling heavily and plunging it into the ground.
The sky darkened abruptly following this strange change, and almost instantly, a large patch of shadow gathered in the sky.
A gust of wind blew up his bangs, which were sticking out of his mouth. He quickly raised his arm to shield himself, stumbled backward a couple of times, and bumped into someone.
Hearing a voice, he turned around against the wind and found that it was He Mu.
"Mountain God?" He was taken aback. "Why are you here..."
He realized something was off with Mu halfway through his sentence.
In his memory, President Mu was always smiling, but now his face was frighteningly cold, and his eyes were a deathly coldness, without a trace of light.
He didn't look at Wen Rensheng, but stared intently at the fox demon not far away. The aura around him became extremely murderous, like a giant, serpentine python that sent chills down one's spine.
Is the mountain god... angry?
Is it because of this fox demon?
The fox seemed to have been caught off guard by Mu, this uninvited guest. It hissed and struggled for a moment, then finally split itself in two, trying to escape underwater.
But Mu didn't give him that chance. He summoned the Color Killer, pierced the fox mask into a single line, and delivered it into his own hand.
He Mu lowered his eyes to look at the red-faced fox and said slowly:
"That thing on the back of his neck, did you do it?"
The red-faced fox, its mouth being pinched, stared wide-eyed in near terror, trying to protest, "I...I'm not..."
Before he could finish speaking, He Mu twisted the fox mask with one hand, causing several veins to bulge on the back of his hand, making the fox mask shriek and twist.
Before long, it turned into a pile of minced meat with a "plop," and blood seeped out between He Mu's fingers.
Hearing the voice, his face splattered with blood, his pupils contracted, and he stared blankly at He Mu.
The killing intent is so strong...
Oh no, the mountain god must be angry.
Could it really be because of this fox demon?
Wen Rensheng knows He Mu very well. Ever since he met him, this person has always been jealous of the people around him, from his master to the clan leader, and even Lu Sha. No one has been spared.
This time it's another monster he's never mentioned before...
If the mountain god blames him for associating with other evil demons, he would truly be wrongly accused and die.
Hearing the voice, he quickly explained, "I didn't play with this stinky fox, it's just that it keeps giving me a lot of strange dreams, so I..."
Halfway through his sentence, he stopped talking, worried that Mu would guess his identity as a monster. He stammered and twisted the hem of his clothes as he quickly thought of a pretext to defend himself.
But strangely, Mu didn't say a word to him.
He just stood there, staring at the thick blood on his palm, his eyes cloudy and unreadable.
"...Mountain God?"
Hearing voices but seeing that he didn't move, she tentatively waved her hand in front of his face.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Mountain God?"
"He Mu!"
This shout finally made He Mu tremble.
His chest heaved violently twice before he came to his senses, and the light returned to his eyes.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at Wenrensheng.
The child was looking at him with worried eyes, his face still covered in the fox demon's blood, which he hadn't had time to wipe off, making him look dirty.
He looked exactly like he did when we first found him.
He Mu knelt down and wiped his cheek.
"Why aren't you going to the Scripture Pavilion? What are you doing here?" He Mu's voice was a little hoarse. "Were you injured in the fight with that fox demon?"
Hearing the voice and realizing he wasn't angry, I finally felt relieved.
As soon as he relaxed, his grievances welled up again. He pouted and stepped forward to hug He Mu.
“That fox has been bullying me. I’ve been trying to catch it for days but I still can’t catch it.”
He Mu hugged Wen Rensheng and comforted him, "How did it bully you?"
Hearing the voice cautiously explain, "It's like it makes me have really strange dreams, and when I wake up I feel hot all over, weak, and in a really bad mood..."
As she spoke, the sound of voices brought back the humid heat from her dream, and her heart became a little more anxious.
He couldn't help but loosen his collar and continued, "Yes, just like now, it's incredibly hot..."
...?
He Mu felt the burning heat in his arms, lowered his head, and hesitated before saying:
"Sounds?"
Upon closer inspection, the cheeks of the person who heard the voice had become unusually flushed and hot.
Hearing voices, her legs went weak, and she fell into He Mu's arms, clutching him and breathing heavily for a couple of moments, her body trembling slightly.
"It's so hot," Wenren whispered, "and suddenly..."
He subconsciously wiped the blood from his face.
Upon seeing the crimson stains on my palms, and hearing human voices, I felt as if my head were under a spell, and my dizziness worsened.
Could fox blood... also have aphrodisiac effects?
Of all times, right now, in front of the mountain god!
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Author's note: Finally, I'm not dreaming anymore, but this is the last bit of smut before I run away!
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