Chapter 73 Chapter 73 Fighting by any means
Pei Zichen listened and looked at the young man, but did not move.
Seeing this, the young man wasn't worried. He seemed to understand Pei Zichen very well and continued to discuss with him, "The technique you practice wouldn't be tolerated by your master and mistress. You broke my heart today because you were afraid I might reveal something, right? But don't worry, as long as you teach me your technique, I won't tell anyone a word."
Hearing this, Pei Zichen understood the boy's background and no longer wanted to pry. He just asked, "What's your name?"
The young man's eyes moved slightly, but he pretended to be calm: "Ming."
"How old are you?"
"fifteen."
"Have you ever been to school?"
"Learn to read."
"Just be able to read."
Pei Zichen nodded, walked forward, took out a book from his sleeve and placed it in front of Ming: "Memorize this first."
Having said that, Pei Zichen stood up and left.
Ming immediately opened the scroll, but what he saw was "Tai Shang Ganying Pian".
As soon as Ming saw these scriptures that encouraged people to be good, he knew that this was definitely not Pei Zichen's technique. His breath froze instantly, and he said coldly, "Why are you giving me this?"
Pei Zichen ignored him and continued walking in. He couldn't help but ask, "Do you think that just because you gave me a few books that encourage people to be good, you're a gentleman and a good person?!"
"I'm not." Pei Zichen paused. His body was stained with blood, yet his demeanor remained gentle and peaceful. He tucked his hands into his sleeves, which hung at his sides. A lone figure in the night, like a beautiful sword, stood clear and silent in the darkness. He said calmly, "My desires are unquenchable, my delusions unquenchable. I cling to them but cannot obtain them, and evil desires multiply. But this is me. My evil deeds have nothing to do with your good deeds."
Ming was stunned by these words, and then he immediately said in a cold voice: "Then you are not afraid..."
Before he finished speaking, Pei Zichen raised his hand and clenched it in the air. Ming immediately felt someone suddenly pinching his neck, lifting him up and hanging him in the air.
The huge force made it difficult for him to breathe and he struggled desperately.
Pei Zichen lowered his eyes to look at the ground, still as calm and gentle as before. He said without a trace of emotion, "I have planted a lying curse in your body. If you mention anything about meeting me last night, you will die instantly. I'm not as kind as you think. Don't seek death."
As he spoke, Pei Zichen loosened his fingers, and Ming fell to the ground. He finally got some breathing space and immediately began to breathe rapidly.
"Go to sleep."
Pei Zichen raised his hand and took a blanket from the air and placed it on Ming.
Ming struggled to get up and was about to speak when he felt his head go dark and he passed out.
The room was finally quiet. Pei Zichen walked into the inner room, lay on the bed, and looked at the ceiling quietly.
After a night of tossing and turning, his emotions gradually calmed down.
Seeing him lying down, Lingxu Shan seemed to know what he was thinking and whispered, "Master, do you still need us to create a space for you to practice alone tonight?"
"No need." Pei Zichen closed his eyes and murmured, "I'm tired."
Hearing this, Lingxu Shan and Yuan Luogong exchanged a glance in their sea of consciousness. Yuan Luogong wanted to say something, but didn't know how to start. Lingxu Shan tapped his palm with his folding fan, feeling the magma flowing in Pei Zichen's sea of consciousness, and said carefully: "Master, are you thinking about how to kill Pavilion Master Chen?"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Luogong became delighted and said hurriedly, "Kill him! He is the cause of the mistress's suffering. He deserves to be killed!"
"I don't want to kill him."
Pei Zichen closed his eyes, his tone weary and tinged with a hint of guilt. "Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion has been kind to me in raising me, and I've been protected by its name for many years. It's my fault for coveting the Lady Lord. I owe it to him, and I shouldn't have such a rebellious heart."
"Uh..." Yuan Luogong listened and said hesitantly, "Then what are you going to do?"
Pei Zichen was a man of his own ideas, and he had known this several years ago.
Morality does exist, but when it comes to Jiang Zhaoxue, morality only plays a demonstrative role and has no normative role.
He apologized while working and looked respectful. It was a disgrace to disobey the master and marry his mistress.
Now hearing him say such nice things, Yuan Luo didn't believe it at all.
Pei Zichen did not answer him, and his sea of consciousness became quiet.
Yuan Luogong was a little embarrassed and glanced at Lingxu Shan who was beside him, lost in thought. Lingxu Shan smiled knowingly, thought for a moment, looked at Pei Zichen with amusement and said, "That being said, Lady Jiang is concerned about Pavilion Master Chen. How can the master bear to sit idly by and watch him get hurt so many times?"
Pei Zichen heard his question, opened his eyes in his sea of consciousness, and raised his gaze.
Knowing that he was teasing him, Pei Zichen asked directly: "Then what do you think of me?"
"Master, you asked me what to do. That depends on what you want." Lingxu Shan tapped the palm of his hand lightly with his folding fan, asking tentatively, "Master, is it enough for you to just want Lady Jiang to live a good life, or... do you have other concerns?"
These words made Pei Zichen's heart tremble. He restrained his emotions and whispered, "If you just want her to live a good life, how about that?"
"Then let go." Lingxu Shan said with a smile, "Although Shen Yuqing is now a piece of rotten wood, you should also see that he is not heartless to Jiang Nujun, and Jiang Nujun's treatment of him is just due to hurt and avoiding love. The reason for the rift between the two of them is that Shen Yuqing is not good at love and is dragged down by Mu Jinyue. If you are willing to teach him how to treat Jiang Nujun well and take care of Mu Jinyue for him, then with his abilities, he will definitely be able to protect Jiang Nujun's safety and there is a chance that they will grow old together."
The words "grow old together" were like a needle piercing my heart.
Pei Zichen unconsciously clenched his fingers, lowered his eyes, hiding his surging emotions, and asked aloud: "What if I have thoughts about him?"
"Then we have to fight." Lingxu Shan seemed to have anticipated this. He folded his folding fan and said seriously, "We will fight by any means necessary. First, seduce her. Second, sow discord. Worry about what the Lady is worried about. Worry about what the Lady is worried about. We will use all means. If we can't get what we want, we will try to kill her!"
Pei Zichen remained silent, his expression showing no emotion, but the magma beside him was surging. After a long moment, he finally said with difficulty, "What are you worried about, my lady?"
"The love between husband and wife is as pure as the reputation of Penglai." Lingxu Shan looked at him, knowing that Pei Zichen was asking knowingly, but she stood up and analyzed it for him in her own words, "Lord Jiang and Immortal Master Shen have been married for two hundred years, and they are also connected to two sects. Even if a couple in the human world is slightly shaken, they will not easily divorce, let alone them. The love between husband and wife is hard to break, which is a concern for Lord Jiang."
"Where is Eryou?" Yuan Luogong asked in confusion.
"Secondly, the master and her status are sensitive. Even if she divorces, as long as she stays with the master, it will attract criticism. Where will Penglai's reputation be then? How can the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion let this go?"
"That's right." Yuan Luogong nodded and said thoughtfully, "The mistress values Penglai more than anything else."
"Every single one of these is not easy," Lingxu Shan concluded, returning to his position and saying seriously, "If you can't remove these obstacles, the harder you push, the faster the lady will run. If the master has other intentions, she must retreat first and then fight."
"How do I withdraw?"
"Give up your status, let the lady feel at ease, and then cultivate feelings in secret."
"How to fight?"
Hearing this, Lingxu Shan laughed and said slowly, "Whatever Mu Jinyue does, you do."
Pei Zichen was stunned by this. Lingxu fanned himself and said with a suppressed smile, "The relationship between you and Shen Yuqing is one of retreating when the enemy advances. If you get any closer, he will either retreat or fight. If Shen Yuqing retreats, that would be the best. If Shen Yuqing doesn't retreat, given his temperament, he will surely be furious. If he can kill his master, then his relationship with Lady Jiang will be over."
Pei Zichen listened without refuting, but also without saying anything.
Lingxu Shan was a little confused: "Master?"
"Why do you think," Pei Zichen said in a slightly hoarse voice, "that I am so important?"
This question made Lingxu Shanyuan Luogong stunned.
Then he understood. If Jiang Zhaoxue had no memory of the past four years, Pei Zichen could still comfort himself that he had at least had four years during which Jiang Zhaoxue had liked him.
But now she remembers but pretends to have amnesia, which is a silent rejection.
This means that Jiang Zhaoxue might have really just spent those four years trying to escape the illusion.
They're all fake.
"But..." Lingxu Shan understood Pei Zichen's concerns and said, "Ms. Jiang, are you keeping the marriage rope?"
Pei Zichen paused when he heard these words.
The magma formed into dense little bubbles, boiling one after another.
Pei Zichen's face remained expressionless. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the Lingxu fan opposite him.
He obviously understood, but still asked, "So what?"
"If you are not in my heart, why are you pretending to be at peace today instead of just being straightforward and untying the ropes of marriage with you?"
Lingxu Shan smiled with a hint of understanding: "Master still thinks that even if we change a disciple today, Jiang Nujun will..."
"shut up!"
Pei Zichen shouted loudly, and Lingxushan lowered his head and chuckled.
Pei Zichen's expression turned slightly grim. Lingxushan thought for a moment and then said slowly, "If the master is truly having trouble deciding, why not ask the lady?"
"Ask her?" Pei Zichen frowned. "How should I ask?"
The questions have come to this extent today. If I continue asking, I'm afraid that both sides will be destroyed and there will be no way out.
Moreover, can you get the truth by asking?
"The tongue can lie," Lingxushan understood Pei Zichen's meaning and reminded him, "but dreams can't."
Pei Zichen paused, then understood Lingxushan's intention. Lingxushan's expression grew more serious, and he raised his hand, saying respectfully, "I, a subordinate, have some understanding of the spirit world and know that I can quietly lead the master into his dream. Would you like to give it a try?"
Pei Zichen did not respond and entered other people's dreams without permission, often acting like a ghost or monster to confuse people.
He shouldn't do that.
However, he did not refuse. He just lowered his eyes and looked at the magma flowing like a stream not far away, watching it bubble up and then disperse with a "puff".
Lingxu Shan observed him and knew what he was thinking. He smiled and said, "Shall I begin?"
Pei Zichen did not speak. He formed seals with his hands and used the Lingxu fan. As the seals flew, black air surged up from the surrounding area.
Lingxushan's voice rang out, and it slowly said, "Go forward. Ahead is Lady Jiang's dream. After you enter Lady Jiang's dream, you must not let Lady Jiang know that you are an outsider. You must explain your reason for coming here based on the environment of Lady Jiang's dream. Do not ask Lady Jiang when she is alert or disgusted, as this will easily make her alert and awake..."
He listened to the sound of the Lingxu fan, changed into a day-blue robe with wide sleeves and a silver crown, carried a palace lantern, and walked forward silently.
After walking for a while, I heard the noisy sound of people around, and it seemed to be a long street.
The further we walked, the farther the voices became, and finally we saw a wooden door in front of us.
"arrive."
Lingxu Shan's voice sounded, accompanied by a smile: "Master, have a good dream tonight, but remember that only half of the dream will make you miss it during the day."
"You're too talkative."
Pei Zichen scolded softly, Lingxu Shan chuckled softly, and his voice became increasingly distant: "I will withdraw."
As he spoke, the surroundings became completely quiet.
Pei Zichen stood at the door. He could not hear any sound from inside, but he felt his heart beating like a drum.
He didn't dare push the door open, not knowing what he would see. He was afraid that if he saw Shen Yuqing and her together after the door opened, he would not be able to help but run away.
No matter how calm he was in front of the Lingxu Fan and Yuanluo Bow, he would always remain uneasy and flustered towards her.
However, since he was already standing here, he couldn't go back. He took a deep breath and forced himself to push open the wooden door.
With a "creak" sound, the scene before my eyes became bright.
Pei Zichen raised his eyes while suppressing his beating heart, then froze in place.
What he saw was an ordinary inn room, exactly the same as the room where he and Jiang Zhaoxue were recuperating tonight.
Jiang Zhaoxue was wearing a lake blue long dress with wide sleeves. She sat leisurely on the rocking chair by the window, gently waving a fan and looking at the magpie bridge outside the window.
The colorful lights in the sky fell on her pretty face. The small fan fluttered the fireflies and the rocking chair creaked.
Pei Zichen watched the scene quietly, his fingertips trembling slightly, his heart aching. In an instant, he knew that he didn't need to ask anymore.
He couldn't let go of the person in front of him.
What self-respect, what ethics, she sat quietly in this room in her dream, and it was like a spark that set the prairie on fire, burning away all the rules and ethics he had learned for more than ten years.
He stepped forward and put down the palace lantern. Jiang Zhaoxue turned around when she heard the voice and saw a young man wearing a frosty coat coming in.
Like a beautiful dream, he silently held her and completed what she wanted to do during the day.
The spiritual bird sings loudly and the phoenix spreads its feathers quickly.
The veil dances in the wind and stars are scattered all over the sky.
She stretched out her body with rapid breathing, and waited until the last moment. The young man seemed to suddenly remember something and paused slightly.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked up in confusion and saw him holding his hands on the two ends of the rocking chair's armrests. Lust was surging in his eyes, but he still restrained himself and gently pulled up her clothes, saying in a hoarse voice, "Let's do this."
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned by these words and couldn't help but ask, "What?"
Seeing her shocked look, Pei Zichen smiled. He bent down slightly and whispered in her ear, "Remember to think of me."
"wait……"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't finish her words before she sank into darkness. After a moment of dizziness, she suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, gasping for breath and looking around in shock.
It was already bright daylight, and sunlight leaked into the room through the window. The room was quiet. Anan sensed her movement and opened his eyes drowsily: "What's wrong?"
As he spoke, Anan kicked out the quilt, feeling a little empty, and couldn't help but say: "This quilt is a little small, talk to Pei Zichen and ask him to make me a bigger one. Also, I want big red flowers, I don't like small flowers!"
Jiang Zhaoxue was speechless, her mind was full of only one thing.
It's over.
She had a sexual dream.
She actually used Pei Zichen to have half of her erotic dream! !
The feeling of being hung up and not being let down was a bit painful, but what was even more painful was that after rejecting Pei Zichen, she actually yearned for him in her dreams.
She is just a person without quality, not without morals.
He has made up his mind to take advantage of the person in the future, and now he is still coveting her beauty. This is really too much!
Feeling that she was heading further and further down the path of becoming a male-dominated female villain, Jiang Zhaoxue stopped abruptly and spent a long time meditating before calming down.
After calming down, she stood up, asked the servants to come in and help her wash up, then she mustered up the courage to go to the lobby to check what had happened today.
Today was a fierce battle.
Pei Zichen hadn't heard her admit those four years yesterday, so he wouldn't let it go today. Shen Yuqing had also sensed yesterday that she might have had something going on with Pei Zichen, so she wouldn't let it go either. Mu Jinyue had to be watched closely, and that young man had to be interrogated...
Jiang Zhaoxue was thinking very fast all the way. When he arrived at the lobby, he looked around and saw that everyone was already waiting in the hall in an orderly manner.
Shen Yuqing sat on a high place, Pei Zichen stood behind him, Mu Jinyue stood at the door, and the young man in black from yesterday was kneeling on the ground.
It seemed that the master and disciple were in harmony, without any abnormality.
Seeing her coming, Mu Jinyue was the first to react and quickly saluted: "Master's Wife."
Jiang Zhaoxue felt uneasy, nodded, and stepped forward hesitantly.
Shen Yuqing sat at his seat, drinking tea, his face expressionless; Pei Zichen stood behind him, his tone gentle, and said respectfully, "Master's Wife."
Jiang Zhaoxue was shocked, but didn't dare to have any special reaction. He just nodded and sat down.
He couldn't help but glance at Pei Zichen, but when he realized what he was doing, he was shocked and quickly retracted his gaze, turning to look at the young man on the ground.
The young man was kneeling upright on the ground, his complexion was balanced, and it looked like his injuries had healed.
This young man was manipulated by Pei Zichen. She gave Pei Zichen one night and told him clearly what to say and what not to say. It was not difficult for Pei Zichen to repair a mortal's body.
Seeing the young man, Jiang Zhaoxue felt relieved. He turned to look at Shen Yuqing and asked, "Have you asked?"
"Waiting for you." Shen Yuqing spoke truthfully, and Jiang Zhaoxue nodded with satisfaction.
Then she turned to look at the boy and asked first, "What's your name?"
"Ming." The young man answered without hesitation. Jiang Zhaoxue was a little surprised by his cooperation.
She put her hands on the armrest, leaned on the chair, and asked with a smile: "What do you do?"
"Priest Guardian."
"Specific duties? A guard on weekdays, and a killer when necessary."
His voice came from his abdomen. Jiang Zhaoxue felt it and realized that he must have a "midiphon" on his body to help him speak.
She didn't expose him, but nodded and continued, "Why were you in that mountain last night?"
"I've received a notice to wait there and ambush someone."
Ming seemed to know everything. He answered all the questions Jiang Zhaoxue asked him, and even added: "The people above said that this person is an immortal master and will not kill us, so we can proceed without worry."
Jiang Zhaoxue paused, not daring to ask further, and changed the subject, "Who is above you?"
"Holy Pool Priest."
These words surprised Jiang Zhaoxue. She didn't expect that this young man had such a high status.
She couldn't help but ask, "Since you are the guardian of the Holy Pool Priest, why did you appear at the lowest level altar to meet me?"
"The Holy Pool values this Qixi Festival priest very much, so they specially sent the Holy Pool priest, Lord Sa Guang, to preach. I escorted him here, but I didn't expect that you would kill him."
Ming's tone was devoid of emotion as he recounted, "I failed to protect the priest and was sentenced to death according to the rules. However, because the Qixi priests were short-handed, they put me in charge of the mountain path. If I can stop the person the cult wants to stop, I can offset my mistakes and they will no longer hold me accountable for my dereliction of duty."
"So..." Jiang Zhaoxue understood, tapped the handrail, and said slowly, "Do you know how to get to the Holy Pond?"
"I know the way to get there."
"You are of such a high status and know so much," Jiang Zhaoxue tilted her head, "you told me everything when I asked?"
"If I don't answer, can't you just let me speak?"
Ming looked up at her and Jiang Zhaoxue raised her eyebrows.
These monks have many ways to make mortals speak.
Ming seemed to be very familiar with the methods of the monks, and said calmly: "I am an ant, I know the way to the Holy Pond, and I also know that you want to go. I can lead you, but I have only one request."
"What?"
"I want to live."
Ming stared at Jiang Zhaoxue and said calmly, "You must ensure that I survive. Otherwise, I will die—"
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's hand was as fast as the wind, and in the instant, he put a broken chopstick against his neck.
"I don't know what methods you have for dealing with the dead."
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The author has something to say: [Small Theater]
Ming: "He took your wife and ruined your life. Do you want to kill your master?"
Pei Zichen: "Go to sleep."
Ming: "Do you want Jiang Zhaoxue to love you?"
Pei Zichen: "Hurry! Don't sleep anymore, we hit it off right away, let's talk by candlelight all night long!!"
Ming: "...What a waste!!"
A friend told me that authors who fail to update on time must kneel down to speak.
So I decided to kneel down and talk to everyone.
I've been sorting out the plot for several days. The turning point chapter is a bit difficult to write. I'll give everyone a red envelope [Good Luck Lianlian]
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