Sweet talk is like a battle of wits in a pond.
Hahahahahaha...
I stood there with my hands on my hips, laughing, while Xie Jinhui slammed his fist on the stone table, laughing.
Your laughter makes me laugh, and even the peach-shaped hairpin laughs along with you…
Xie Jinhui couldn't stop laughing, but he looked at this treasure with disdain and suspicion.
"Yuan'e, are you sure 100,000 sentences can encompass all the love words in the world? Do you want to add the ones I've said to it?"
I scoffed at him.
"Hmph, don't you understand the concept of applying what you've learned to other situations? However, I will consider your suggestion. After all, remembering one more thing is doing one more good deed."
In the future, I want to promote this book and pass it on to every woman, so that they all have the ability to stay true to themselves and resist sweet talk.
Yes, it's a long and arduous journey.
Xie Jinhui was not about to shut up easily, but his tone seemed to carry the fragrance of plum blossoms in his palm.
“Yuan’e, this book was lent to you by your friend Qingting, who works at Shuiyi Pavilion, right?”
Qingting? Friend? Why are you emphasizing those words so much?
As I stroked the book "Ten Thousand Love Stories," I felt delighted and then covered my mouth to tell the truth.
"How could that be? If Qingting read this book, would she still need to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness? Hehehe!"
Let me tell you, this book comes from a heretical practitioner, a really wicked one, so you absolutely mustn't ask about it.
Xie Jinhui nodded thoughtfully.
I muttered to myself, "I can't very well tell him that I picked him up from my master's trash heap, can I?"
"Yuanhe!" Xie Jinhui suddenly called out to me.
I turned my gaze to him.
His face looked like it had been soaked in the water, coming in from every angle.
"Even Yuanhe knows I'm saying sweet nothings to you, that's progress!"
I stood there, frozen, pulling at my eyebrows. It was so embarrassing.
He moved closer, his mouth contorting into a shape that seemed to want to be torn apart.
"Yuan'e, is this sentence good enough to be included in your secret manual? Hmm?"
I'm going to Moxu Chenyuan, I'm going to beat him to death.
No, that would be exactly what he wants.
I pointed at the pool and threatened, "Xie Jinhui, come over here if you dare!"
Come here, I'll beat you to death, beat you to death.
"oh……"
He lazily picked up a book and pretended to read it. As he flipped through the pages, he said, "Yuan'e, don't rush. I'll come to see you after I've learned what Father asked me to read and what I want to learn myself."
Go away, you clearly can't get out, you're just being stubborn.
I kept humming him.
"What? It's just that Zu Jun is still keeping you in solitary confinement, and you can't get out."
"Is it really necessary to use such high-sounding language?"
Xie Jinhui sighed, using a book to shield his eyes, and conjured a pen in one hand.
She said weakly, "Yes, Yuan'e, I haven't done my homework for today."
Do you want to see how Father beats me?
I nodded excitedly.
He revealed a pair of cunning eyes hidden behind the book.
"Do not turn off the pool."
“That won’t do,” I waved my hands repeatedly, “I’m afraid you’ll spy on me.”
"No." Xie Jinhui's expression became focused, and he began to write characters on a book of immortals with his brush.
Wow, the state transition is so fast!
I looked down to see what he was writing, and my eyes met his.
“When Yuanhe doesn’t want me to see, I only look at the ceiling pattern.”
My eyes felt like they were drowning, and I blurted out, almost without thinking, "Okay."
Xie Jinhui instantly entered a state of complete absorption, oblivious to everything around him.
That made me afraid to make a sound and disturb him.
*
And so, not only did I keep mountain buns in my den of evil, but I also kept a pond on the table.
The little bamboo shoots once mobilized en masse, making a rumbling noise in the middle of the night to try and move it away.
But in the end, after being kicked more than ten times, even his enthusiasm for stealing wine diminished.
During the day, Xie Jinhui would read and practice immortal arts in the pond, and occasionally he would spar with me in the attack and defense battles of "Ten Thousand Love Stories".
Thus, this book became an ever-thicker treasure that grew thicker with each reading.
One hundred thousand is still too conservative.
In the evening, I would sit at the table, either making handicrafts, reading a book, or quietly staring at the surface of the pond.
Look at the empty pavilion in the water's reflection, the pages of a book turning in the wind, and the ever-changing rainbows in the background; you can even hear the rain of leaves falling.
In short, Xie Jinhui would leave whenever a star in the Ten Directions Starfield was in the sky, without exception.
However, he lied; he never stared blankly at the ceiling.
It seems he doesn't have that much time.
Sometimes I would tell him about my new experiences in the celestial realm, such as what disasters my master had shown me in the mortal world.
"Xie Jinhui, a plague god has recently ascended to Mount Xujing. It is said that he was chosen by destiny to arrange the spread of the plague because of his superb medical skills."
"How strange! Why did a plague suddenly appear? Why do the immortals of Void Realm Mountain often find their divine duty going against their wishes?"
Xie Jinhui, engrossed in his book, replied, "A dream turned upside down."
Actually, what I talked to him about most was still the progression of the Holy Emperor's illness.
It is possible that the Heavenly Emperor has never left the Immortal Realm in the past 320,000 years, and has spent most of his time confined to the Purple Extreme Palace.
Therefore, the various illnesses within him also had a whimsical dream of traveling freely within him, embarking on a comprehensive, spontaneous journey within the Heavenly Emperor's body.
They watched as the various branches of the Heavenly Division Palace descended to the mortal realm in turns or in groups.
Then look at the various deities, each carrying their own magical treasures and with worried expressions, coming and going on the Ascension Platform.
The mortal realm entered a chaotic cycle of cause and effect, and the celestial realm lost its bizarre and leisurely existence.
It turns out that this kind of impermanence is what makes things ordinary.
The Heavenly Emperor has taken a lot of medicine, and the Heavenly Physician's Hall is already short-handed in finding the medicine.
Because he had to personally refine medicine, the old sage doctor Qi Tu found it difficult to leave the Heavenly Medicine Hall and continue collecting scraps with my master.
Everyone knows that the Heavenly Emperor is gradually getting better, but the symptoms are still there, so he needs to continue taking the medication.
Even if the symptoms disappear in the future, addressing the root cause and nourishing the source will be a long and arduous process.
Many people from all walks of life actively offered their treasures, and some even received orders from deities to search for medicine in secret realms or underworlds.
One day, this order to find medicine suddenly came down to me.
I was quite excited because I finally had the opportunity to visit Emperor Shengsheng under the guise of delivering medicine.
only……
The medicine that the Heavenly Emperor needed was called "Mysterious Primordial Qi".
On a ground-dwelling maiden in the thirty-three realms of Feikong Mountain.
The immortal master of the Wabi-sei Pavilion in the northeast of the Lower Sixth String has divined that my physique is most suitable for climbing the 3,969 mountains in the Thirty-Three Realms...
I thought back to when I sold paintings and lined my own pockets.
The more I think about it, the more I feel that I deserve to atone for my sins.
So I went.
But who knows which mountain that earth spirit will be rolling mud balls on?
I flew around the mountains, gambling and betting.
Then, I lay down.
Master said that fishing in the ocean is not difficult for immortals, but it is difficult to remain calm, to calm down, and then to have a comfortable sleep.
Then what?
Then, as the saying goes, "There's a needle in the dream," and that's how you find it, isn't it?
Actually, I'm really tired from climbing. I'll rest for a while, just a little while.
Xie Jinhui released a bee that was buzzing around me.
He originally wanted to ask Zu Jun for leave and skip class to be with me.
But I refused.
Zu Jun wanted to mold his son into a pillar of society. Even the opportunity to allow him to contact me using the pool was only obtained after Xie Jinhui had devoured 300,000 books.
Although Zu Jun's satisfaction level has greatly increased, he is sometimes given some free time.
But Xie Jinhui was shrewd; he saved it all up and planned to pull off a big heist.
He wanted to exchange this opportunity for helping me find a local nun, but that wasn't a good deal.
I told him to keep saving until he turned over a new leaf and regained his freedom.
Mainly, I'm doing official business, so I need him around.
Heh, how can I break the broken chains that hold me so deeply in love?
However, the buzzing bee he placed next to me took very good care of me while I was out on business.
The left half of the bee's wing was about the same size as the surface of the pond. Xie Jinhui's shadow, as he read and drank tea, shone through the patterns on his wing.
I was thirsty and sweating, and my wings automatically extended to deliver tea and hand me a handkerchief.
Of course, it's also a good palm-leaf fan that makes a buzzing sound.
As for the other wing, it seems to be a door that has never been used.
But I had a feeling that it wasn't just for show.
Sure enough, seeing that I had lay down, Xie Jinhui squeezed out from the gap in the bee's wing.
Lie down with me.
It's been a long time since we last met, but we see each other every day, so I'm not surprised no matter how small or large this speck of dust may become.
I didn't want to talk to him, so I continued to relieve my stress and cheer myself up.
"Calm your mind, calm your mind, listen to the voice of the earth's veins, ah~"
Honestly, after searching for so long, I'm a bit on the verge of a breakdown, so much so that I feel like reciting poetry.
"Listen," Xie Jinhui whispered, "What's that sound, thump thump thump thump..."
I was annoyed.
"The sound of my heartbeat, ah~"
I'm pondering what it means for a poet to be unfortunate while the poet is fortunate.
"Yes, it's the sound of someone dancing for me." Xie Jinhui's voice was filled with happiness.
That shameless deity has no shame!
I replied dismissively, "Hehe, then live a good life. I wish you a long and healthy life, full of energy and vitality."
Seeing him only adds to my melancholy.
"Xie Jinhui, why do I always have to deal with insects? This, this, this, the earthworm spirit."
Xie Jinhui lazily propped his head up and turned to face me, who was gazing at the sky.
"It's us, not just you."
He was basking in the sun leisurely, but his words were annoying.
"Who told Yuan'e to drag me to the Reincarnation Platform to be a mosquito back then?"
What a tragic fate!
Yes, a tragic fate, it sounds so good coming from your mouth.
...
Should I tell you how I "caught" the Earth Goddess?
Actually...
I'm a little embarrassed, please allow me to elaborate.
It was a moonlit night, the emphasis being on the moon, because the Earth Goddess loved to illuminate such lamps.
However, it also has the problem of adding accompaniment to the clay.
I heard its song echoing throughout the mountains and fields:
In the vast, uninhabited mountains, they dug and dug and dug...
Well, that's how it happened, wasn't it just a coincidence!
Hehehehehe!
I took a cleansing bottle, and Di La Gu cooperated by wiggling her buttocks and letting a burst of air into it.
And so, my task was complete, and it continued singing.
However, before leaving, the spirit of the earth goddess had other requests.
It stood up, patted its chest, which looked like abdominal muscles, with its large clamps, and said confidently.
"Goddess, are you lacking a celestial companion? Once I've molded the clay into a physical body, I'll come and keep you company."
This matter...
I handed it over to Xie Jinhui; I don't know anything about their situation.
In short, anyone who tries to mess with me, you can kill each other first, one less is one less.
Having brought the cleansing bottle to the outside of the Purple Palace, one couldn't very well bring a bee inside buzzing around; one could simply shoo it away into the sky.
The Holy Emperor seems to be in alright.
It is quite flexible in terms of its hands, feet, and neck.
I looked closely for a while, and suddenly remembered what Master said about the illnesses of sentient beings; sometimes the illness is not on the surface, but inside, and may even be...
Emperor Shengsheng opened the clean bottle and inhaled the "Mysterious Primordial Qi". I stared wide-eyed at his expression.
Uh, still expressionless.
How strong is the earthy smell of that "Mysterious Primordial Qi"?
Could he have lost his mind?
I almost slapped myself on the spot.
Fortunately, it didn't say anything wrong, and I didn't hit it.
The Holy Emperor pinched my cheek and said to me, "Little Yuanhe, thank you for your hard work. I feel much better now."
I'm not just someone who knows how to comfort people and spout a bunch of sick-visit platitudes like "take good care of yourself," "treat yourself actively," "listen to the heavenly doctor," "drink plenty of water," and "be careful to absorb the herbs and magical power in a balanced way"...
I don't understand any of those polite phrases.
I simply said to the Heavenly Emperor, "You bear the burden of all living beings, but who bears the burden of you?"
The Heavenly Emperor stretched out his hand, and I nuzzled it with my head like a kitten.
“Little Yuanhe, I come from beyond the Boundless Heaven. Knowing that I can never go back, I am willing to dedicate myself to all living beings.”
I don't understand. Even immortals like me, whose celestial power is insufficient, can't find anything outside the Boundless Heaven. Why does the Heavenly Emperor say we can't go back?
Hasn't he gone back many times?
The Holy Emperor didn't say much about it, but he did instruct me to take good care of Shanbaobao.
The thought of the hills actually made me feel troubled.
Mo Xuchenyuan, who was by the side of the Heavenly Emperor, seemed to be able to make even a small hill grow taller.
Hard to choose!
No, Yuanhe, what are you plotting?
My thoughts shocked me, and I was still reeling from them as I was leaving the temple.
When I heard the Heavenly Emperor calling my name from behind, I instinctively responded.
"I haven't decided yet!"
After he finished speaking, I was stunned. Why bring up the Emperor and Empress?
At the same time, the messenger outside the palace announced loudly.
"Mo Xu Chen Yuan, thank you for requesting an audience, Divine Lord."
The Heavenly Emperor calmly finished his sentence.
"Little Yuanhe, what I mean is that you and Huier should get along well."
Click? Another lock has been put on.
Do I have some kind of universal disease? Why can't I walk?
Suddenly, a joking voice came from outside the hall.
"Official in charge of an audience, you have misunderstood. I am not here to request an audience."
The messenger asked with great doubt, "Huh?"
Then I heard that persistent Xie Shenjun yelling and spouting nonsense.
"I've come to pick you up."
goddess,
"The kite."
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