Chapter 50 What is this thing that feels so hard and uncomfortable?
For He Mu, that's enough.
Even after the two returned to the mortal realm and their souls returned to their bodies, he held Wen Rensheng's hand tightly, as if afraid that he would change his mind, and also worried that opening his eyes would still be just a dream.
Fortunately, this time it didn't happen.
Wenrensheng lay on the bed and slept for two whole days before he fully recovered.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Mu Shuangzhi taking her pulse.
“Your spirit has returned to its rightful place,” he said. “Do you still remember your birth date and time?”
Hearing a voice, he blinked, quickly sat up, frantically rummaged through the table for a piece of paper, bit his finger, and scribbled a couple of lines on it.
"I still remember!" After writing down the eight characters, he quickly handed the blood-stained paper to He Mu. "This is it, right? I also wrote it down, you can check it!"
He Mu frowned, took the note, and pinched the finger that Wen Rensheng had bitten.
"What's the rush?" he said. "Doesn't it hurt?"
Hearing someone's voice, he gestured with his lips and withdrew his hand.
"He's not that frail."
He Mu wiped away the blood, and the wound quickly closed up.
"See?" Wenren showed him his perfectly intact finger. "It's fine in the blink of an eye."
After saying that, he snatched the note with the eight characters written on it back from He Mu's hand and stuffed it into his clothes like a precious treasure.
He muttered to himself, "There's still some time before that year, no rush. During this time, I need to cultivate diligently, solidify my Dao heart, strive for ascension as soon as possible, and then..."
He stopped mid-sentence, exclaimed "Ah!", and suddenly looked at He Mu.
"And you? Are you still planning to ascend, brother?"
He Mu sat back on the bed without directly answering his question.
"Has the Dao you've come to understand been decided, and will it not change?"
Hearing the voice, he pondered for a moment and nodded: "My Dao heart will not change, nor will I suffer from demonic possession. This is something I have upheld since birth."
“Then you are indeed exceptionally talented,” He Muchong said with a smile. “My Dao heart has also been decided.”
Upon hearing a voice, they quickly stepped forward: "Really? What is it?"
He Mu waved his finger: "The Dao Heart is beyond words. I won't ask you, and you shouldn't ask me either. You'll know after I ascend."
Mu wasn't exaggerating about this; Yi Jinxiang had also told him that a cultivator's Daoist heart shouldn't be casually revealed.
However, thinking about it, Mu was indeed the person I admired most in the past. After being demoted to the mortal realm, his cultivation level was greatly reduced, but he soon regained the Great Ascension stage and even comprehended a new Dao Heart. Ascension was just a matter of a word for him.
Others might not be able to accomplish even one of these things in their entire lives, yet Mu managed to do it in just two years.
Ah... he longs to become such a great hero too. How many years did it take Mu to acquire such abilities? A hundred years, two hundred years? It won't take more than three hundred years, will it...?
Seeing that he was lost in thought, He Mu silently tugged at him and pulled him into her arms.
He held Wenrensheng on his lap and nuzzled his neck.
I could smell that her scent hadn't changed at all; it was just like when I was a child, with a light fragrance like orchids that was very appealing.
“Sheng Sheng,” he whispered, burying his face in Wen Rensheng’s neck, “what did you mean by ‘starting over’ when you told me that from the afterlife?”
Hearing the voice, he let out two soft groans as the other person rubbed against him, his face slightly flushed.
Even though she's eighteen, why does Mu still like to hold him on her lap and kiss him all the time?
He shifted his body, indicating that he was a little uncomfortable.
But Mu had no intention of letting him go. He wrapped his arms around Wen Rensheng's waist and continued to whisper intimately in his ear.
“Let’s start over,” Mu said. “Does that mean I can pursue you now?”
Pursue……
Hearing voices, he stopped struggling.
He had never really thought about it that way.
Wenrensheng originally held very traditional beliefs. He felt that he was a child adopted by the mountain god, and that when he grew up, he should marry the mountain god, give everything to him, and become his person. This was something that had to be done sooner or later.
So what Wenrensheng said was just meant to tell Hemu that their relationship was no longer one of unconditional devotion, but rather that they had moved beyond the status of "family" and were beginning to see each other as equals.
However, after being close family for so long, it is difficult for them to suddenly break away from the relationship of strangers.
Furthermore, Mu made no attempt to hide his desire for him; for example, right now, his blatant possessiveness was practically overflowing from between the lines.
"Is it...?" Wenrensheng replied hesitantly.
He Mu smiled and said, "That's good."
Hearing someone's voice, he gave a soft "oh" and lowered his head.
But... who pursues someone like that?
During the two years that Wenrensheng lived in Cangzhou City, he was well protected by Yijinxiang. She dealt with any monsters who coveted Wenrensheng with great vigilance, and no one dared to approach him like He Mu did.
But Mu didn't hold back at all. As if he knew that Wenrensheng wouldn't refuse, he repeatedly took advantage of her, leaving Wenrensheng at a loss.
If Ichika saw this scene, she would probably be so angry that she would tear the house apart.
In the brief moment of his thought, He Mu had already untied the knot around Wen Rensheng's neck and placed several kiss marks on his fair neck.
Hearing the voice, she felt a little itchy from his biting and couldn't help but reach out and push He Mu's face.
There was a hint of resentment in his words: "I didn't allow my brother to treat me like that."
Moreover, he had just returned from the underworld. He should have greeted his master first and then made up for the cultivation he had missed in the past two days. How could he be locked in his room doing such a thing?
He Mu hummed in agreement and indeed stopped kissing, but his hands were still restless. His fingers parted slightly at Wen Rensheng's shoulder, revealing the skin with a faint mole on the back of her neck.
"The illusionary mark left by Qianxiang," He Muna lightly rubbed the spot with her fingertip, "hasn't been erased yet."
"...mark?"
Hearing the voice, his eyes welled up with tears, leaving him no room to think. He could only awkwardly repeat Mu's words.
“Hmm,” He Mu said, “I noticed the mole on the back of your neck when you were fifteen.”
He spoke very slowly, his tone unreadable, and his finger movements were extremely gentle, yet it was enough to make Wen Rensheng tense up.
He tried his best to keep his tail from sticking up and rubbing against him, but he couldn't control the slight trembling in his body, and he sat pitifully on He Mu's body, shaking.
He Mu hugged him tighter and laughed at him, "So sensitive, huh?"
"Nonsense!" the voice said, embarrassed and angry. "And...and being touched like that is bound to elicit a reaction, why don't you say you're...you're being a pervert..."
"What do you mean by being a hooligan?" He Mu denied it. "I used to kiss you like this when you were little, and I even slept in your arms. Now that you're all grown up, does that mean I'm being a hooligan?"
Hearing the voice, she blushed and retorted, "That's completely different. I was still young back then."
"What's different?"
As she spoke, He Mu reached under Wen Rensheng's clothes and affectionately traced Wen Rensheng's waistline.
"You can't just accuse me of being a pervert because you've become sensitive, can you?"
Hearing human voices, he finally couldn't hold back and let out a soft moan.
Not only could she not resist, but even the usually well-behaved Rongwei couldn't help but lift up and happily sweep around He Mu's body.
"..."
Upon hearing this voice, He Mu paused for half a second, then immediately turned over and pushed Wen Rensheng onto the bed.
"Hey!"
Caught off guard by the sound of voices, she fell onto the bed. Before she could react, her wrists were grabbed and she was forced against the headboard.
Looking up, He Mu's eyes gleamed with a dark light, as if he wanted to devour him alive.
"Ah, no..." Hearing the voice, she quickly curled up her legs. "What are you doing? Don't do anything rash, brother! We...we just came back from the underworld! I'm still in Master's palace...what are you trying to do!"
He Mu ignored him, raised his leg to push away Wen Rensheng's knee, and slightly reduced the force in his hand, pressing Wen Rensheng firmly onto the bed.
“I was about to ask you that,” He Mu said, “why did you sweep my tail?”
Hearing a voice, she was on the verge of tears: "I didn't mean to, I... you suddenly touched me, and that's how I reacted, I couldn't control myself..."
He Mu ignored him and used his free hand to pinch the thigh that was moving around when he heard the voice.
He retorted, "I don't care."
Hearing voices, one of his legs was held down, so he bent the other leg to block the distance between himself and Mu.
“Brother, calm down,” Wenren said, breaking down. “What are you trying to do? I only agreed to let you pursue me, I didn’t say I wanted to be with you. We’re not married, we can’t do this… I’m not that kind of person, and neither are you, so we…”
Like a small animal with its limbs stuck, he could only mutter and beg for mercy from He Mu in order to protect himself from being completely devoured.
Even at this point, Wenrensheng still held He Mubao in high esteem, believing that He Mubao was just provoked and would not actually force himself on him.
He Mu has always been a gentle and considerate person. Although he occasionally likes to make naughty jokes, he would never bully him to this extent...
He Mu was no longer as anxious as before. Hearing Wen Rensheng's complete trust in him, he felt much happier.
His eyes curved into a smile: "So this is how you see me—so composed and unmoved?"
Hearing the voice, she nodded pitifully: "Brother, calm down. I really didn't mean to tease you with my tail. I never do that. You know me best..."
Never has it been like that?
If we're talking about "seducing people," then Wen Rensheng is clearly doing just that right now.
Looking at him, He Mu felt a surge of restlessness that he couldn't calm down. He took a deep breath and followed Wen Rensheng's eyebrows and eyes down to see the kiss mark he had just left on Wen Rensheng's neck.
It's so red; it got such marks after just two bites.
Wen Rensheng felt that Mu's gaze was frighteningly hot. Although he had just said that he trusted the mountain god, Wen Rensheng still felt that the current situation was too dangerous and instinctively wanted to run away.
He then lifted the leg that was still movable, trying to adjust its position to prevent the person from suddenly pressing against him and pinning him down.
But after moving a few times, his knee accidentally scraped against a spot on Mu's body that was uncomfortable.
"…………"
Hearing a voice, she paused, then looked up and met He Mu's gaze.
For a moment, the air fell silent.
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Author's Note: inin
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