Chapter 32 I need to tell him my feelings
Hearing people's voices, I slept for three days straight.
When he first woke up, he instinctively reached out onto the bed, trying to find He Mu's spot so he could hold him and sleep a little longer.
But the bedside was empty; there was nothing there.
Hearing voices, she realized that she had already suggested sleeping in a separate room from He Mu, so of course there was nothing to hug in the morning.
He was slightly disappointed and lifted his leg to straddle the blanket in his arms.
“Ugh,” he said sullenly, “breaking up just like that.”
I hate you.
Hearing voices, she angrily bit the blanket.
"I hate you! You're so annoying!"
"I hate him," Yi Jinxiang's voice suddenly broke out, "Then you won't be able to see him anymore, are you willing?"
Startled by the sound of voices, she jumped up from the bed.
Looking up, he saw that Yi Jinxiang had somehow gotten up and was now perched on the roof beam in his room, a pipe resting between her fingers. She took the pipe from her lips and exhaled lightly.
Hearing a voice, he quickly pinched his nose and frowned, saying, "Master, please don't smoke in my room! It smells terrible!"
Yi Jinxiang gave an unpleasant "Oh" and put the pipe in her hand back into the jade fan.
"Did you have a fight with Cang Yu?"
Hearing voices, he crossed his legs and placed his hands on his ankles.
“No,” he said. “I wasn’t feeling well, and he was the one who brought me back.”
Yi Jinxiang raised an eyebrow, leaned closer to Wen Rensheng, and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Hearing people's voices, he felt embarrassed to admit that it was his first heat and that He Mu had helped him relieve it. He scratched his face guiltily and said, "I just have a bit of a fever. I must have caught a cold a few days ago."
Yi Jinxiang didn't ask any more questions. She lay back on the roof beam, fanning herself, and said slowly, "Cang Yu told me that he needs to cultivate in seclusion for a while. I'll take you to practice martial arts these next few days."
"Seclusion?" Wen Rensheng's eyes widened, and he stood up anxiously, "Why? But he didn't tell me anything, I..."
He hasn't given his gift to the mountain god yet!
"What's the rush? It'll only be a short six months," Yi Jinxiang said, as if she were used to it. "You'll have to do the same after you ascend. Your Dao heart will be unstable from time to time, and you'll have to go into seclusion for a period of time, otherwise you'll easily suffer from a cultivation deviation."
Upon hearing voices, he sullenly lay back on the bed, burying his face in the blankets.
"But why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you wait until I woke up before going into seclusion?" he muttered. "He wouldn't have done this before."
Yi Jinxiang didn't deny him, but nodded instead: "It is indeed strange. I have known Cang Yu for hundreds of years and have never seen his Dao heart be disturbed."
"—However, there's no need to rush. He should be back before the end of the year. That will be your sixteenth birthday, and he'll have to braid your hair then."
Hearing a voice, he lifted his head from under the covers and murmured, "His sixteenth birthday..."
Now that the summer solstice has passed, he will be sixteen in about half a year.
According to the customs of the Rabbit Clan, on his sixteenth birthday, the elders in the family will braid four longevity braids for him. Wen Rensheng currently has three elders, namely the clan leader and his master, each with one braid.
The mountain god wanted to weave two strips for him, because this was his first family member.
Thinking this, Wen Rensheng quickly put aside his gloom when he woke up, and began to swing his legs and count on his fingers.
"After the sixteenth year, I will be able to cultivate to the Golden Core stage. After that, shouldn't I decide on my Dao Heart?"
"How do you feel about your Dao heart?" Yi Jinxiang asked. "Once you make up your mind, you can't change it, okay? Otherwise, if your Dao heart wavers in the future, you will have to be stripped of your divine status, demoted to the mortal realm, and start all over again."
Hearing a voice, he exclaimed in surprise, "It's that serious?"
Then he understood why the mountain god suddenly wanted to go into seclusion for quiet cultivation.
If one's Dao heart is unstable and left unattended, one will either suffer a qi deviation or be banished to the mortal realm, and all the efforts of the past hundred years would be wasted. It is indeed a matter that cannot be neglected.
Thinking about it this way, hearing people's voices immediately made me feel much better.
"Then I should ascend to immortality soon too," he said to himself, rolling around on the bed with joy. "That way I can go into seclusion with him in the future."
What's this called again... dual cultivation?
That's right, he wants to cultivate with the mountain god.
Yi Jinxiang watched him roll around in the mud like a little animal and couldn't help but laugh: "You like Cangyu that much?"
"ah!"
Upon hearing the voice, he immediately composed himself and stammered,
"W-What do you mean I like it? I just think it's more convenient to go into seclusion together!"
Yi Jinxiang covered her face with the ribs of her fan and said lightly, "You want to cultivate with him... It's not impossible, but your spiritual styles are too different. What if you can't handle him?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Rensheng felt as if his tail had been stepped on, a jolt of electricity ran down his spine, and his cheeks instantly burned bright red.
"Master, what nonsense are you talking about!"
"Dual cultivation, of course. Otherwise, what else can we do in seclusion together? Sit face-to-face in meditation?"
Hearing the voice, she was so ashamed that she grabbed a pillow and threw it at Yi Jinxiang: "I have no relationship with the mountain god at all, Master, don't talk nonsense!"
"That's because I was wrong."
Yi Jinxiang took the tail, rolled it up with the pillow, and threw it back at him.
Hearing that she hadn't continued teasing him about his relationship with He Mu, he caught the pillow, lay back down on the bed, and put his hand on his stomach.
What's this about being able to bear it or not? The mountain god has always been very gentle with him. Like this time, when he helped him relieve his passion, he didn't even use much strength.
The mountain god only gets jealous occasionally; as long as she kisses and hugs him more, he won't be angry anymore.
Later, when he tells the mountain god about his identity as a monster, and if their relationship becomes closer, he... he wouldn't mind letting the mountain god touch his tail and ears.
As she listened to the voices and thought about it, her face turned a little red.
"Master, I have a question for you."
Yi Jinxiang didn't notice his expression and simply hummed in agreement, saying, "Go ahead and tell me."
Hearing the voice, he blinked, looked at the ceiling, and said, "If there's someone you like a little, and he likes you a little too—"
"But you've been hiding something from him. Will you still tell him how you feel?"
When Wen Rensheng first met the Mountain God, he was too young to understand the weight of lies, and he never imagined that his identity could be patched up and concealed for so many years.
Now, we've reached a point where we have no choice but to confront each other.
Although Wenrensheng could have kept his identity a secret for life out of a desire not to be separated from the mountain god, once he fell in love with the mountain god, he could no longer hide this lie.
and……
Hearing voices, she turned over and sighed softly.
He has grown up, and every year during his mating season, he may revert to his original form in front of the mountain god.
Rather than suddenly revealing your tail to scare him, it's better to just be honest and confess now.
"If it were me, of course I would say so."
Yi Jinxiang slowly descended from the roof beam, transformed back into human form, and sat down next to Wen Rensheng.
"Besides, if I keep it to myself, only I will suffer. If I talk about it, we will both suffer together. Wouldn't that be much better?"
Hearing someone rest their chin on their hand and think for a moment, they said, "Can't both of them be happy?"
Yi Jinxiang chuckled: "You're quite greedy."
Hearing people's voices and pondering such profound emotional questions made his head spin. He rolled around in the blankets, ruffled his hair a couple of times, and finally shouted, "Never mind, never mind," before looking up at Yi Jinxiang.
"Master, are you free today?"
Yi Jinxiang raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"
Hearing a voice, she smiled at her and said, "I want to go to the market with you and the clan chief to pick out a gift for the mountain god."
*
After summer arrives, many small boats with oars are seen picking lotus seeds on Xiangcheng Lake. They row among the lotus leaves and can pick a boat full of lotus pods in the blink of an eye.
Hearing the voice, he originally intended to head straight to the jade shop to pick out a gift, but the old clan chief kept muttering that he wanted to eat lotus seeds before leaving home, so he had to put that matter aside for now and go down to the lake to pick lotus pods for the clan chief.
The sun was blazing high, and the sweltering heat was unbearable.
Hearing people's voices, he wasn't afraid of the sun. He rolled up his trousers, revealing a section of his fair calves, and without saying a word, he waded into the water under the blazing sun.
Although he had been practicing swordsmanship with He Mu for more than half a year, he still had thin arms and legs and hadn't developed any muscles. He still looked like a naive young man.
For the first few months, Mu would always pinch his arm, warning him that a person who was too thin would definitely not be able to lift a sword in the future. He would also take the opportunity to put a lot of food in his bowl, saying that these were all "the great heroes' favorite foods".
That's so childish. He's almost sixteen, and the mountain god is still playing these kinds of tricks.
But every time I heard people talking and thought this, I would subconsciously think, "If I don't eat this dish, I might really not be able to become a hero." In the end, I was still tricked into obediently eating it all.
Seeing that the waterline wasn't deep, and hearing voices, I walked towards the center of the lake, rummaged through a patch of neglected lotus leaves, bent down and touched them a couple of times.
"Be careful not to fall!" Wenren Jing, standing on the shore, shouted anxiously, jumping up and down. "One is enough; eating too many will give you a stomachache!"
Yi Jinxiang stood beside him, holding a paper umbrella.
She glanced at Wenren Jing and noticed that the old man was sweating profusely. He had only been out for less than half an hour, and his thin white shirt was already soaked through.
She clicked her tongue inwardly and reluctantly tilted the umbrella towards Wenren Jing, as if afraid he would be roasted to death by the sun.
Wenren Sheng, who was not far away, groped around for a long time before finally breaking off a lotus pod branch and holding it up high to present to Wenren Jing.
"Chieftain—"
Wenren Jing quickly replied, "Alright, this is enough!"
"Why would you suddenly want to eat lotus seeds?" Yi Jinxiang asked, frowning as she held up her umbrella. "I haven't seen you eat them in the past few years."
Wenren Jing glanced at her and said, "Did you suddenly want to eat this this year?"
"Then pick a time when it's not too hot," Yi Jinxiang said casually. "Are you going to be in your coffin tomorrow and still not be able to eat?"
Upon hearing this, Wenren Jing surprisingly didn't retort.
His eyes darkened, and he muttered to himself, "Isn't he about to go into his coffin?" He spoke very softly, so that Yi Jinxiang wouldn't hear him.
Wenrensheng quickly waded back to the shore with the lotus seedpod in his arms. He wiped his sweat from his brow and showed the contents of his arms to Wenrenjing.
"Okay, now can you come with me to pick out some jewelry?"
Wenren Jing's eyes lit up again. He said "Oh," and nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, okay. So, what kind of jewelry do you want to see?"
Yi Jinxiang then curled her lips into a smile and said, "It's for my sweetheart."
"Yes, yes, it's about sending—what? No way!" Wenren interrupted halfway through her reply, exasperated, "Master, you're talking nonsense again!"
It's true, but I just can't admit it.
His intentions could only be known to the mountain god first; he couldn't just casually tell the whole world.
He shoved the lotus seedpod into Wenren Jing's hand in a huff, inwardly blaming his master for not understanding anything, and ran into the depths of the market without another word.
He hadn't run more than a few steps when he stopped in front of the jade shop he had his eye on for a long time.
Xiangcheng is not a wealthy place. Since the fall of the Guiyi Sword Sect, it has had no connection with the immortal sects. There is only one silver shop in the city.
The storefront is quite impressive, with two ever-burning lamps hanging under the upturned eaves, and the three large characters "Langyuxuan" written on the ebony plaque.
Wen Rensheng rarely came to such an elegant place. He straightened his clothes and nervously stepped across the threshold.
He had been saving money for a long time to prepare the gift.
But after going inside and taking a look around, Wen Rensheng realized that he had underestimated the price of jade in Xiangcheng.
He sat on a small stone at the entrance of the jewelry store, counting on his fingers again and again, estimating that even if he bought the cheapest piece of jade, he would have to wait at least ten years.
“It’s over,” he said dejectedly, propping his face up. “I’m so poor.”
Yi Jinxiang then walked over unhurriedly, glanced down at him, and asked, "Don't you have any money on you?"
Hearing a voice, she offered her wrist, her face full of melancholy: "The mountain god gave me this bracelet, and just one bead is more valuable than all the precious jade here. I also want to give him a precious gift."
“You’re still a child, what money could you possibly have?” Wenren Jing sat down next to him and asked in surprise, “You insist on giving me a gift?”
Hearing someone's voice, she pouted and nodded.
Seeing this, Yi Jinxiang snorted "little poor devil" and then tossed him a heavy money bag, saying, "Take it."
Hearing someone's voice, he took the money bag, blinked blankly for two seconds, then his eyes lit up and he looked at Yi Jinxiang with delight.
"Master!" He was so happy he could barely speak, "Then, then I'll stay by your side, Master, and work to pay off my debts..."
“I didn’t ask you to return it,” Yi Jinxiang waved her hand, interrupting, “You’ll be an adult in a few months, it’s only right that I give it to you.”
Hearing the voice, he opened his mouth, about to speak, when suddenly another money bag was stuffed into his arms.
This time it's Wenren Jing.
He leaned close to Wen Rensheng's ear mysteriously and whispered, "Buy the most expensive one, scare him to death."
“Clan leader…” Wen Rensheng seemed a little flustered, “Where did you get so much money? Did you give me all your possessions?”
Wenren Jing patted his head and laughed, "How could that be? I'm rich, this is nothing."
Upon hearing human voices, I was so moved that tears streamed down my face.
Clutching two heavy money bags, he looked at his master and the clan chief with teary eyes, unable to utter a word, wondering how everyone in Fangze Mountain was so rich while he was the only poor guy.
Finally, he wiped his eyes, rushed into the jewelry store, bought the most expensive jade on the whole street, had it made into a thumb ring, and carefully carried it home.
*
"The size should be just right."
Wen Rensheng held a blue thumb ring in his hand, carefully turning it around in the candlelight, his eyes shining brightly.
“I’ve compared the mountain god’s hand several times, so I can’t be wrong.”
He nodded, then carefully placed the ring into the wooden box, straightened the box, and pushed it to the corner of the table to hide it.
When the mountain god returns, we must give him this gift.
The lamplight was dim and indistinct, casting a warm glow on the faces of those who heard voices.
Then tell him how you feel.
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Author's Note: The last two chapters are just the synopsis, and I've added a new character card!
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