Chapter 57 The Sword and Staff of Sworn Brothers Ming Shu continued, "Then..."
Ming Shu continued, "That was a long time ago, an old image I left in Qianli Bay. Look at its fur, it's still in clumps, looking like it's about to fall out. I was just an adult then, shedding my fur."
"When I was molting, I thought I had to keep a trace of it as a memento, to look back on my youth in the future. But thankfully, thanks to my childlike nature at the time, it was able to save my life, which is the best possible outcome."
Ming Shu paced back and forth on Yun Jin's lap, gently rubbing his kiss against the back of her hand. He lowered his voice and said softly, "I'm still here."
"Mmm." Yun Jin choked for a moment, then fiercely wiped her eyes, as if those eyes weren't hers, so she didn't hold back at all. Shi Wenzhe felt that she used a lot of force, and her eyes were probably a little sore.
She couldn't help but show a hint of emotion. Ming Shu transforming into a puppy to comfort people was a bit unfair; anyone who saw it would have their heart melt like a piece of cotton candy.
It's not only soft, but also sweet.
Yun Jin straightened her clothes, her eyes filled with shyness as she looked at Qin Wenxue. She tidied her hair and prepared to stand up and bow, but because she had been kneeling for too long, her legs had become numb and stiff, like a human who had just been fitted with a prosthetic leg. Yun Jin staggered, her body swaying like a small white flower in a storm, looking quite pitiful.
Shi Wenzhe felt empathy and was about to help her up, but Yun Jin subtly dodged him.
"Your Excellency..." Yun Jin had just opened her mouth, but before she could finish speaking, Ming Shu covered her mouth with his dog paw. She was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding his actions, and silently questioned him.
The protective spell on her forehead lit up for a moment, and she heard Ming Shu's series of "Hey hey hey hey" to stop her. His mouth felt like it had been burned raw. He told her, "Little White Flower doesn't know His Excellency's identity yet. His current identity is the Right Protector of the Demon Realm. Don't let it slip."
Yun Jin: "..."
Yun Jin didn't understand. Did His Majesty enjoy role-playing?
“Okay.” She nodded and assured him, “I won’t let anything slip.”
Ming Shu smiled kindly, clearly pleased.
The ancestral hall is like a safe little world, isolating it from all the unknowns outside. After Qin Wenxue crossed the threshold, the wooden door slowly closed, as if it had finally met an old friend after many years, feeling satisfied with its wish fulfilled. The candlelight flickered, making the small ancestral hall even brighter.
Three thousand guests curiously poked at Ming Shu's paws, acting all cheeky. Ming Shu was annoyed by them and huddled in Yun Jin's arms, turning her back to them with her rear end facing away.
It found the dog boring and whimpered, wanting to rub against Qinwenxue.
It had been a long time since it had seen two-legged creatures, and it missed them very much.
But just as it turned a corner and passed Shi Wenzhe, it was stopped by Chongming, who was oblivious to its surroundings. The other party was aggressive, like a vicious dog that would bite anyone it could get its hands on. Sanqianke was used to being domineering and had never been rejected so blatantly. It made loud noises of dissatisfaction. However, it had not seen Chongming for a long time and missed it very much.
Shi Wenzhe was attacked by sonic waves, and her mind was almost a complete mess. She shook her head and watched helplessly as the shameless sword turned around and went to rub against Chongming again, looking very servile. Anyway, it was unbearable to watch.
There are so many oddballs in this family. Shi Wenzhe wouldn't allow a sword to be more dramatic than her. She coughed, pretended to look around, and lightly passed by the Chongming Sword. Taking advantage of Sanqianke's momentary inattention, she grasped its blade.
Shi Wenzhe exclaimed, "???? Why is it so hot???"
Shi Wenzhe: "!!!!!! It's so hot!!!!!!"
She was the perfect example of someone who tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice instead. Ming Shu let out an unpleasant bark and laughed so hard he was doubled over. Shi Wenzhe glared at her with red eyes, thinking, "Why didn't you fall to your death?" He then glared at the dumbfounded Sanqianke, who was suspended in mid-air, before pitifully walking over to Qin Wenxue for comfort.
She shakily stretched out her right hand, showing Qin Wenxue the red marks on her palm, and said with great grievance, "Why did it bully me?" She even pretended to shed two drops of cat urine.
"..." Three thousand guests: "We're innocent!"
It just can't talk, otherwise how could this woman, whom it only met once, have the audacity to bully it?
It was furious, and sparks flew as it charged at Shi Wen to fight him. But at that moment, Xiao Yao sensed a worthy opponent, who was also short-tempered and had a penchant for setting things on fire.
The person is very good; they even found it a rival.
The sword, yes, it likes it very much.
Shi Wenzhe was completely unprepared and acted like a traitor, bullying Jian with his power. Suddenly, a blinding spark came from his right shoulder. She turned her head and saw Xiaoyao excitedly enraged, spinning his staff and rushing forward to fight Sanqianke with a series of crackling sounds and sparks flying everywhere, which amazed her.
They were like two mad dogs on a chain, biting anyone they could get their hands on, but the chain was only so long that it didn't do any harm at all. After a lot of effort, all they found was a bald patch.
I often heard him cover his face, unable to bear to look.
However, the heat emanating from Xiaoyao and Sanqianke warmed the entire empty ancestral hall. Shi Wenzhe felt warmth for the first time in a long time. She thought, "Would Qinwenxue feel a little better with such a cold body?"
She glanced sideways at Qin Wenxue. Wusheng, in the ancient and old ancestral hall, had also become quiet, his colors much darker, revealing Qin Wenxue's crimson outer robe. The red mole under his eye contrasted with the flower mark on his forehead, seemingly glowing faintly in the flickering lamplight, making him look exceptionally enchanting. Shi Wenzhe blinked, thinking she was seeing things, but Qin Wenxue was just that kind of handsome person, and no matter what, he was always eye-catching. Her eyes, with their slanted pupils, were a little sore, but Shi Wenzhe still couldn't bear to look away.
Time seemed to stand still in Peach Blossom Valley. She and Qin Wenxue seemed to have spent a long time together, sharing both life and death. Perhaps their feelings were still simple, but their intensity was now vastly different from when they first met. If the ancestral hall was the end of everything, she hoped that end would be longer, and that the road home would be longer as well.
Let her spend more time with this person.
The City of Ten Directions was unfamiliar to her, and the Thirty-Three Palaces was just as desolate. If she returned to Yunmeng Marsh, would she no longer have this person?
However, this person did not belong to her in the first place. He was the Right Protector of the Demon Realm, protecting the people of this region. Shi Wenzhe had just arrived, but he was also a member of the Demon Realm. Qin Wenxue was kindly protecting her probably because of this.
She suddenly lowered her head, her expression dejected, and couldn't help but despise herself: "How can a person be so greedy? How can she be just like those hypocritical cultivators, insatiable? This is not good. The people of the Demon Realm hate the hypocrisy and false benevolence of the human race, and their actions are generally upright. Even if they do bad things, they won't use others as intermediaries; they believe in assigning blame to those responsible. If Qin Wenxue knew, she definitely wouldn't associate with her." Shi Wenzhe quietly clenched her fist, letting the pain in her palm remind her again and again.
Xiaoyao and Sanqianke were still fighting. Qinwenxue set up a special barrier for them to prevent them from razing the ancestral hall to the ground. They were tired from fighting and finally found true friendship in adversity. They became sworn brothers and cherished each other. Shiwenzhe found it funny to see Yijiu and Yijian pretending to kowtow three times.
The lamp oil burned continuously, and the ancestral hall fell silent. Shi Wenzhe, who was used to the noise, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. She paced around Qin Wenxue like a cautious and quiet cat, until she touched his clothes. Only then did she feel at ease and squat down beside him, guarding him with immense satisfaction.
Shi Wenzhe thought she had done something very discreet, but little did she know that all her movements were clearly seen by the two people, the dog, the stick, and the two swords present.
Ming Shu felt a lump in its throat, utterly disappointed in Shi Wenzhe. It nestled in Yun Jin's arms, whispering and talking to her about Shi Wenzhe, but then heard Shi Wenzhe whisper, "Shall we go to sleep?"
Ming Shu and Yun Jin: "???"
Qin Wenxue looked puzzled, hesitated, and finally managed to stammer out, "What does this mean?"
Shi Wenzhe could tell from their expressions that they had misunderstood. Her ears turned bright red, and she rubbed her face helplessly, not wanting to say anything.
The silence was awkward, and Shi Wenzhe whispered, "It seems quite late? I haven't seen the daytime in Peach Blossom Valley in a long time, but we've been walking for so long, do you want to rest?"
She looked up earnestly and asked, "Qin Wenxue, are you tired?"
Qin Wenxue's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings. He lowered his eyelids, concealing the moved expression in his pupils.
When Shi Wenzhe didn't receive a reply, he thought he had offended the other party, so he smiled awkwardly and decided to find a secluded corner to grow mushrooms.
But Qin Wenxue suddenly spoke up: "Go find Yun Jin to change your clothes, then go to sleep." Mo Liao added, "Are you hungry?"
Shi Wenzhe's eyes were red, and he shook his head: "I'm not hungry."
"You used to be so greedy..." Qin Wenxue asked Yun Jin, "Do you still have Putuo flower honey in your storage ring?"
Yun Jin replied, "There are more."
"Hmm, let's divide it up."
Yun Jin hesitated, her gaze towards Qin Wenxue showing some disapproval. The Putuo flower is a flower that looks very much like a daffodil, so its seeds also resemble garlic. It only grows in places where people have accumulated great merit. It likes sunshine, water, and stillness, so it is rarely seen in the human world. It mostly grows in remote corners of temples and Taoist monasteries. It can help one's cultivation and resolve the karmic debts of all living beings. It is a precious and rare flower that drives people crazy when they see it.
The Putuo flower only blooms for seven days, but its growth period is as long as seven years. It always takes root and sprouts in one place, so it cannot be cultivated and is therefore even more precious.
Qin Wenxue has accumulated a heavy burden of killing karma, but also a great deal of merit. The good and the bad are mixed together, often causing him unbearable suffering and heavenly tribulations. The Putuo Flower is hard to find, but there are many loyal subjects in the Demon Realm. The Deer Clan is scattered in various places and rarely returns to Shifang City. They hide their identities and seek a glimmer of hope for Qin Wenxue.
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