Chapter 61 You said you would always be with me.
Xie Xun glanced at Fu Qinghuai, ignored him, and pressed the answer button.
"Teacher Wen." His voice was still hoarse from just waking up.
Wen Xubai's anxious voice immediately came from the other end of the phone, "Master Xie! You finally answered! Where are you now? Are you injured?"
In the background noise, you can also hear Qin Yuzhou, Xia Yao, and Uncle De asking questions with concern.
"We're fine,"
Xie Xun walked forward, avoiding Fu Qinghuai's restless movements behind him, but spoke succinctly, "I got lost near the village yesterday and spent the night in a cave."
Upon hearing this, Fu Qinghuai chuckled softly, then pressed himself against him from behind, resting his chin on the man's shoulder and even deliberately rubbing against him.
Xie Xun frowned and glared at him, then heard Wen Xubai breathe a sigh of relief from the other end of the phone.
"Thank you, Master Xie, it's good that you're all alright."
Wen Xubai paused, his voice slightly hoarse from trying to suppress it, "To be honest, we've encountered some problems here... Haowen's condition is very bad..."
"What exactly happened?" Xie Xun asked calmly.
"I can't quite explain it either..."
Wen Xubai said with obvious worry, "He's been acting strange since yesterday afternoon. He said his chest hurt, like something was burning inside, but we just thought he was tired. But this morning..."
At this point, as if recalling a terrifying scene, his tone quickened slightly, "He suddenly became very agitated, making a huge commotion in the room... and his strength increased dramatically; several of us couldn't hold him down..."
Upon hearing this, Xie Xun subconsciously glanced at Fu Qinghuai. The latter raised an eyebrow, his peach blossom eyes filled with amusement, and silently mouthed the words "array eye."
Upon seeing this, Xie Xun immediately understood.
Did he mention anything special?
Xie Xun prompted, "For example, Buddha statues? Pendants or something like that?"
"Buddha statue?"
Wen Xubai paused noticeably, then seemed to suddenly realize something and said, "You mean the necklace he always wears?"
“He was indeed clutching his neck tightly the whole time. We wanted to see if the necklace was choking him and tried to adjust it for him, but he reacted very strongly and resisted us touching him.”
“Okay, let’s go back as soon as possible,” Xie Xun said.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Please be careful on the road."
Wen Xubai regained some composure, but before hanging up, a tired voice came through the receiver, as if he were talking to himself.
"I hope Haowen can calm down soon. The way he looked at me just now was terrifying..."
The call ended there.
Xie Xun put down his phone and was immediately pulled into a tight embrace from behind by Fu Qinghuai.
"Xunxun, you were so tired last night, and you said you had no energy. Is your back still aching?"
Fu Qinghuai's voice was soft and mushy, and he leaned against Xie Xun's shoulder as if he had no bones, "Let's ignore them, okay~"
Xie Xun's ears burned as he listened, and he stomped on Fu Qinghuai's foot, "Stop with this nonsense, how disgusting!"
He also used this opportunity to easily break free from the demon's embrace.
Fu Qinghuai laughed even after being stepped on, and reached out to pull the person back into his arms, his words becoming increasingly outrageous.
"What, Xunxun, are you turning your back on me now that you've done your bidding?"
As he said this, his fingertips caressed his waist intimately. "Am I not your husband?"
Xie Xun: "..."
I'm speechless.
"Fuck your father!"
Xie Xun delivered a back elbow strike followed by an exorcism talisman, and sneered, "If it weren't for the love potion, who would want to get involved with you?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Qinghuai narrowed his peach blossom eyes dangerously and let out a cold snort.
"Really? Then who was it that kept hugging me last night, saying they wanted more?"
After saying that, the evil spirit tried to step forward and put his arm around the person's waist again, his eyes full of mockery, "I think Xunxun's body is much more honest than her words."
"nerve,"
Xie Xun shoved him away, straightening his disheveled collar as he strode out, saying, "You must be hallucinating."
As Fu Qinghuai watched the person's retreating figure, the smile in his eyes deepened, filled with a strong sense of possessiveness.
The more someone pretends to be disgusted, the more shy they actually appear.
Recalling the way his toes had been pointed during the passionate night, and now his forcedly indifferent voice, the stark contrast made his heart itch; he longed to pull him back...
Xie Xun walked ahead, his back practically pierced by Fu Qinghuai's gaze.
He walked faster and faster, but the images of last night kept flashing through his mind uncontrollably. He rubbed his temples in frustration, forcing himself to bring his attention back.
"Searching,"
Suddenly, Fu Qinghuai caught up with him in a few steps. Black mist gathered and wrapped around Xie Xun's wrists and ankles, but he spoke close to him, "Walk slower, aren't your legs sore? Do you want your husband to carry you?"
Xie Xun paused, disgusted to the core, but didn't even bother to glance at him, and walked on faster.
Fu Qinghuai quickly followed, but his gaze darkened.
His mind is now filled with thoughts of how to lure this two-faced person back to bed; one experience isn't enough.
...
Before long, the two left the bamboo forest and headed towards the village where the guesthouse was located. As soon as they entered the guesthouse, they heard a commotion on the second floor.
Lu Haowen's door was open, and Uncle De and Qin Yuzhou were frantically holding someone down, saying things like telling him not to get agitated.
"Watch out, he might bite his tongue!"
"A rope! Quick, get a rope!"
Lu Haowen's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his neck were bulging. He looked like a fish pinned to a chopping board. The black Buddha statue on his neck was twitching on his chest, as if it were alive.
The staff members present looked at each other and whispered among themselves.
Upon seeing this, Xie Xun's nose twitched slightly as he smelled a strange odor, like the smell of incense burning in a temple mixed with something that had gone bad.
As Lu Haowen struggled, he roared, "It's all mine! Nobody can take my things!"
The voice was sometimes as high-pitched as a child's, and sometimes as hoarse as an old man's, making one's scalp tingle.
"This seems... like the evil spirit he raised has turned on him."
At this moment, Fu Qinghuai leaned close to his ear and continued in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be a Kumanthong."
Xie Xun glanced back at him and said, "How come you, a thousand-year-old ghost, are so familiar with Southeast Asian sorcery?"
"If you live a long life, you have to know a little bit about everything. Besides..."
Fu Qinghuai chuckled, his gaze sweeping over Lu Haowen, who was pretending to be insane. "These insidious methods of manipulating living souls and forcibly borrowing fortune are, in the end, nothing more than things that our ancestors have already mastered."
Wen Xubai stood at the door, his face pale, his fingers gripping the door frame tightly.
Turning around, he saw Xie Xun and the others enter and hurriedly went to greet them, "Master Xie, you're finally back. Haowen has been like this since this morning, talking nonsense..."
Xie Xun didn't speak, his gaze lingering on Wen Xubai's face for a moment.
This person claimed to be worried, but actually stood far away from the crazed Lu Haowen, showing he knew how to protect himself.
The situation is now very clear: Lu Haowen raised ghosts to borrow luck, but now the formation has been broken and he is suffering a backlash.
Although there are still two strongholds whose array cores have not been broken, the array cores he eliminated earlier are probably quite troublesome for this brat, causing Lu Haowen, who supports him, to lose control and go crazy.
The real mastermind behind it all is probably related to Wen Xubai, who is standing right in front of us.
Xie Xun nodded slightly, then stepped forward and said to Uncle De, who was holding Lu Haowen down, "Let me take a look."
While the examination was underway, Xie Xun subtly tapped Lu Haowen's brow with his fingertip. The frantically struggling Lu Haowen suddenly fell silent for a moment, his unfocused gaze fixed on Wen Xubai, and he hoarsely uttered:
"You said you would always... be with me..."
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