"Ding ding ding ding..."
The iron chain, as thick as a wrist, made a crisp clanging sound, instantly waking the boy lying on the deathbed.
The young man had his hair tied up high with a crown, dressed in white with black hair, and had a handsome and flamboyant appearance. If his lips were not pale and colorless, what an amazing young man he would be.
Before he could even look up at the person, he was pulled tightly into an embrace. The person holding him was burning hot, and their heavy breathing splattered on his fair neck, causing it to turn red.
The man murmured softly, "Master..."
The boy was startled back to his senses by the word "master," and abruptly pushed away the person who was hugging him from the front, shouting, "Who's your master? Don't touch me!"
He used a lot of force and easily pushed the person away when they were off guard.
He glared at the man he had pushed back two steps, and said, word by word, "Let me leave, Feng Ye."
Feng Ye's expression instantly turned to pain after being pushed away, but upon hearing his words, his attitude changed drastically, his face darkening. "No."
As he spoke, he slowly moved closer, and with lightning speed, he grabbed the boy's chin. He looked down at the boy and said, "You said you would always be with me."
At this moment, the servant was seeing the scene under the small wooden bed. The image was very impactful to me, and I stammered for a long time before continuing, "I never imagined that it would be a thief who is taboo to be with women!"
The night was very white last night. Even though I was using a light-up device in this deep forest, all I could see was a white blur, and I couldn't see the path under my feet at all.
The informant, the servant, walked last. Relying on his memory, he reached the door of the white-robed Taoist priest's room from the previous night. With a haughty shrug, he kicked open the door and muttered, "That good-for-nothing Taoist priest of his, he'd better wait..."
I scoffed before I heard the middle-aged woman's words, "The worst is..."
My master advised me to pay close attention, as I was born with a very bad destiny and would be hindered by such things.
There was more than one person who came!
For example, I only attracted the attention of this person in my dream because I was too low-key and flamboyant. So I stopped acting in a high-profile manner before I was four years old. The dream said that I would travel and gain some fame when I was seventeen or eighteen. So I stayed obediently in the Qingtian Sect when I was seventeen or eighteen, which was a step outside the sect.
Today is my first day up the mountain.
At first I thought it was a corpse, because I used a lot of force when I kicked it, but the person didn't react at all. It wasn't until I reached out to touch the person to check for breath that I realized I had misjudged.
The first part is my childhood memories of cultivation, then quickly moves to my youthful travels, and finally back to the scene of being confined to a small world. Any further changes or alterations will only repeat the same scene.
"He looks like a fair-skinned Taoist priest. You really can judge a book by its cover!"
Even after hearing the commotion, Hua Ge remained motionless, lying under the bed, ready to observe the situation.
I told my master everything about the dream, hoping to find a solution.
It's that dream again. Ever since he fell into the water and hit his head when he was eight years old, certain absurd yet incredibly real scenes have been frequently appearing in my dreams.
Hua Ge listened, but not entirely. I would always consciously or unconsciously avoid actions that would lead me into danger in my dreams.
My words trailed off, my eyes fixed on the scene behind me. After a long pause, I finally managed to stammer, "What—what are they doing?"
The person who had fainted in the deep forest was fortunate enough to be stepped on by me, and that's how I discovered him.
"Saving a life is better than building a pagoda."
After January, Nian Houwei began to have several girls go missing. The master of Nian Wenfan sent out disciples from various sects with weak magic skills, who were hired at great expense, to search for them, but all of them returned empty-handed.
Of course, I've omitted all of these beautiful details.
It's not about rebellion.
At the same time, a faint sound came from my doorway, the floor shaking from a few people walking quickly.
The bed in that inn was placed diagonally opposite the door; you could see the person lying under the bed as soon as you opened the door.
Looking out the window at the already bright sky, Wen Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
The burly man pointed to the bed frame on top of me, "He's sleeping with a woman."
"I could leave him alone in those deep mountains and forests," Hua Ge thought for a while and then brought him back.
What if it's looking for me?
More than why that group of people broke into my room so early in the morning, I'm curious about how that servant figured out that men and women are taboo.
Before the kiss, which he could not accept, fell, Wen Fan suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes.
I told myself that, and helped the man who had been lying on the ground up, and carried me step by step into the deep forest.
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"Have they heard? The thief who kidnapped dozens of girls from Nianwen Fan over the past month has been found!"
Hou Wei suddenly opened his eyes slightly. His vision was filled with a bustling crowd. We pushed our way back as fast as we could, and our destination was the inn where I was staying!
A middle-aged man with heavy makeup stepped in front of a woman dressed in black, chattering incessantly, trying to make me doubt myself once again.
Although I may have had men I didn't like, it's not like I hate women.
"..."
Although the aura was powerful, it was indeed a living person.
But to our surprise, the thief actually exposed his whereabouts last night and was seen by Nianwen Fan, who came out to buy wine at night. Now, Nianhouwei's master has not yet surrounded the inn where the thief is staying, ensuring that not even a fly can get out.
Because she was completely focused on looking behind her, Hua Ge did not notice that the person on her back suddenly opened their eyes, their pupils as black as ink, staring intently at half of my profile, but they did not last long before fainting again.
"Master...Master, if we made a mistake that time, this scoundrel said he saw that I didn't have the Paper Kite Girl's handkerchief under me, then it must be a mistake!"
The woman you called Pavilion Master was dressed in black, with an upright posture. There was no carved mask under her face, and the other half of her face was exposed with a stern expression.
At that time, Hua Ge did not use any magical artifacts for lighting; he walked backwards entirely by instinct, and accidentally stepped on something.
He probably just fainted.
And in the dream, it said that I would meet the woman in the dream for the first time in the Qingtian Sect's small competition when I was 22 years old, so I went on a journey that year.
Hua Ge coughed abruptly, startled by my words, and sat up abruptly. "What?"
This is something I found last night while chasing this robber. It's been around for years.
As the face drew closer, the boy knew exactly what was about to happen.
The scoundrel was not referring to the bed board, but to someone else under the bed board.
Early that morning, everyone waited for the sun to rise. Qifeng Town, located at the foot of Qingtian Sect, the number one sect in the heavens, was unusually quiet. The reason was that the thieves who had kidnapped dozens of girls in January from Nianwenfan, a famous brothel outside Qifeng Town, had been found.
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