Chapter 38 Chapter 38 This is her smell
Everyone present looked at Ling Fuying at the door at the same time.
Just like being completely exposed to the scorching sun, everything you want to hide and cover up will be revealed.
Facing the gazes of Chen Fuxue, Yuchi Xianyue, Ling Zhouci, and even Xuan Min behind him, Fu Ying's mind froze.
I never thought I would meet the three of them.
And now, they are only one step away.
Ling Fuying's every move at this moment would be magnified countless times. She tried her best to tell herself to stay calm and act as if she didn't know the three of them at all.
It is not wise to leave directly in front of the three people when you know their identities, especially since the protagonists are all handsome and invincible guys with their own halo.
So she stared at them blankly like an ordinary person who was stunned.
The three men's eyes swept across her unfamiliar and unremembered face, sensing the fiery look in her eyes, and found it boring.
But for some reason, it wasn't so annoying when she looked at them like this.
Not only Ling Fuying, Qu Niang was also stunned when she saw the protagonists. One person was stunning enough, and then there were three handsome men who could be said to be the top-notch looks in the world of immortal cultivation.
Xuan Min was the only one present who was not affected. He noticed that Ling Fuying's gaze was almost glued to them, and even a blush appeared on his face, like a little girl with amorous feelings.
Xuan Min frowned slightly.
That strange, unfamiliar, uncontrollable feeling quietly enveloped his heart like a trickle.
He controlled his thoughts and called her softly.
Ling Fuying pinched her fingers tightly, causing her face to turn red.
Acting is so hard.
After watching for a while, Ling Zhouci spoke, "Is this young lady a guest at Madam's house?"
After he returned to Daluo Continent, his complexion became even paler and his frail appearance became more and more obvious. However, he was too handsome, with features like the young man in the painting. Even so, no one dared to offend him, as he was filled with the innate attitude of a superior.
Qu Niang finally came to her senses. Although she had never seen the young master, she had heard that he was frail and wheelchair-bound, so he must be the only one. So she spoke cautiously and respectfully, "Yes, young master. There's been unrest in the house lately, so this young lady and Master Xuan Min have come to exorcise the evil spirits."
"In that case, you can stay here. There is no inn within a hundred miles. If you leave, where can you go?"
"This young master is not such an unreasonable person. Just treat it as usual."
Qu Niang also agreed, "That's right, Miss Jingyun, there are enough houses in this house. It's empty anyway, so just stay here."
Qu Niang secretly thought that this young master was an easy person to get along with, not so arrogant and aggressive, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Besides, the young lady seems to be friends with Master Xuan Min, so she is also my friend."
Qu Niang hesitated for a moment before asking, "Young Master, are you acquainted with the Master?"
"I have known Master Xuan Min since childhood. I happened to hear Yufeng mention that you were in Daluo Continent, but I never expected that we would be so destined to meet here."
Qu Niang was even happier. Master Xuan Min and this girl got along very well. Since this young master knew him, she didn't need to be so worried.
"Miss Jingyun, I am indeed an old acquaintance of Young Master Lingzhou. You don't have to be restrained." Xuan Min saw her restraint and said softly.
This made Fu Ying's brain work at high speed, looking for a reasonable excuse to escape.
As she was thinking, her heart skipped a beat when she saw Captain Chi Xianyue's indifferent gaze.
It was so cold that her palms began to sweat.
Say you have to leave for something urgent?
She had no way of standing still. She had just said last night that she would stay for a long time and that she would stay at Dragon Ridge Peak. If she was caught by these people, she would be completely exposed.
Was she afraid of disturbing them? They had already said so, and if she continued to refuse, it would definitely arouse Yuchi Xianyue's suspicion.
She suspected that if she insisted on walking out of this door, someone would follow her secretly.
Now she is worried about how to get close to the heart of Dragon Ridge Peak. Xuan Min and Ling Zhouci have a special relationship, so she may be able to take this opportunity to get close to Dragon Ridge Peak openly.
But she needs Xuan Min to trust her wholeheartedly and obey her in order to do so. At the same time, her acting skills must be good enough to deceive the world, especially to deceive Yuchi Xianyue.
You can't get a tiger cub without taking any risks. She is worth a try.
Moreover, the most dangerous place is also the safest place.
Facing the gazes of several people, she nodded embarrassedly, "Then I'm sorry to bother you all from now on."
Yuchi Xianyue's gaze, which had always been on her, finally disappeared.
After they entered, Ling Fuying stayed by Xuanmin's side. Xuanmin comforted him softly, "Young Master Lingzhou is not someone who's hard to get along with. Don't worry."
He just thought she was not used to it.
But he recalled the astonished look Ling Fuying had given them just now, and the feeling of suffocation quietly tightened around his heart.
"I was worried at first, but when I heard the young master speak just now, he seemed quite gentle."
Xuan Min said nothing.
The room was large enough to accommodate Ling Zhouci, Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue, but there were nearly twenty attendants and guards, and the servants' rooms were full, so only Yufeng, a few guards and Ling Zhouci's accompanying doctor were left.
Ling Fuying and Xuan Min's houses were next to each other, but Ling Zhouci and the others' were separate, but only separated by a corridor.
"Young master, I'll go clean up the house." Qu Niang said.
"Just leave it to Yufeng and the others. No need to be so polite."
The young master had someone to serve him, and Qu Niang was worried that she might not have cleaned to his liking, so she didn't force him.
Several people sat together in the hall, with Xuan Min and Ling Fuying also sitting beside them.
Ling Zhouci's gaze fell on the two people standing very close to each other, and he observed the woman next to Xuan Min calmly.
She is plain-looking and can't be found in a crowd. Xuan Min said that they are friends, but he feels that Xuan Min has some special feelings towards her. It is an indescribable intuition.
The woman's body language also showed that she trusted Xuan Min.
This is natural for ordinary people, but this is a monk, and a monk who is aloof from women and has achieved great success in Buddhism, so it seems strange for him.
He was somewhat curious about Ling Fuying because of Xuan Min, but Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue were not familiar with this person, so they did not pay much attention to Ling Fuying.
"What's your name, young lady?" Ling Zhouci asked.
"Just call me Jingyun."
"Miss Jingyun, may I ask, how did you and Master Xuanmin know each other?"
"We met on the road and traveled together." She did not elaborate on where she came from, for fear of arousing suspicion.
"Daluozhou is bitterly cold. I'm curious why the young lady came here."
"I like to travel around. I haven't been to Daluozhou yet, so I came here. Meeting Master Xuanmin is a great opportunity for me to learn how to exorcise ghosts from him."
"Miss Jingyun is also proficient in exorcising ghosts?"
"I know a thing or two."
Asking such a question to a girl he had just met was already considered offensive, so Xuan Min took the initiative to say, "Young Master, if you have anything you want to ask, why not ask this humble monk?"
Ling Zhouci was surprised. Xuan Min was so much like a husband who would protect his wife. He was surprised by his own bizarre thoughts.
What is the charm of this woman?
Knowing that continuing to ask would probably upset Xuan Min, he changed the subject, "I just heard there's unrest in this house. Master Xuan Min, have you caught the ghost?"
Xuan Min shook his head.
"The wizard hasn't caught it yet, and I'm a little curious. Why don't we go take a look together?"
When Yuchi Xianyue, who was standing by, heard the word "ghost", he also raised his eyes and showed some interest.
As for Chen Fuxue, he didn't care about it at all, but he would get distracted occasionally.
Several people went to the courtyard. Yuchi Xianyue carefully sensed the ghost energy in the courtyard. There were remnants of it everywhere, but he did not find the hiding place of the ghost.
During this period, Ling Fuying acted like an invisible person, not speaking or showing up, for fear that they would notice her.
Ling Fuying suddenly met someone's gaze.
It is covered with snow.
She looked away and pretended not to see.
Suddenly, her breathing stopped.
She forgot to overlook one extremely important thing.
That is the bond of love.
Wouldn't that mean he could sense her presence?
Feeling anxious, she immediately asked the system.
[Can the Zhanyuanlu cut off the ties of love? ]
[The connection between you can be cleared, but the effect cannot be eliminated.]
In other words, Chen Fuxue would no longer be aroused by seeing or touching her, but he might become aroused at any time and anywhere...
Since he cannot get a complete cure, his condition will get worse.
So perverted?
But as long as they don't realize it's her, it'll be fine.
But if he couldn't sense any connection with her, why was he looking at her like that? This frightened Fu Ying.
*
Xuan Min went to Miss Yang's room as usual to stabilize her soul and continued to look for the trace of the ghost.
Every corner of the yard has been checked and no suspicious traces were found.
He walked to the ancestral hall in the courtyard and could see traces of worship. The statue was enshrined in the shrine of the ancestral hall.
Qu Niang was uneasy, "Master, is there a problem here?"
Xuan Min walked around the ancestral hall but still found nothing else.
Ling Fuying did not act rashly today and spent the rest of the time practicing in the house. Ling Zhouci and the other two went out to Longji Peak and would not return until the evening.
As night fell, she heard the sound of a wheelchair rolling. Ling Zhouci and the others had returned.
They were talking about Dragon's Back Peak.
It seems that the movement of Dragon Back Peak is irregular, and there are no signs of melting or breaking of the ice and snow on the peak. There is no clue as to why Dragon Back Peak is like this.
Dragon Ridge Peak once collapsed due to Shen Fuxue. They speculated that there might be something hidden somewhere on Dragon Ridge Peak that continued to absorb the spiritual energy of Dragon Ridge Peak.
But it could also be a simple earthquake.
*
Ling Fuying lit a candle and opened the window to ventilate the room, but suddenly the candle in the room went out.
It's not so much that she's afraid of ghosts, but actually she's afraid of the unknown. When she was young, she was mistakenly locked up in a cave of ghosts by a servant, and she was frightened for a night, and ever since then she has been unable to get rid of the demons in her heart.
When she could see the ghost, she was not too afraid, but she was afraid that it was around and she didn't know what it looked like. Maybe it had no eyeballs and was covered in blood, staring at her eerily in some corner.
Ling Fuying calmed down and used his spiritual power to light the candle, but the next second, the candle went out again.
A cold wind blew past her ears, giving her goosebumps.
"Get out here!" She took out her sword and talisman paper and threw a few in the suspicious direction, but there was no movement.
After waiting for a while, she thought that she might have scared herself, so she closed the window and lit the candle again, but as expected, it went out.
If it was a monster or a human, she could still fight it, but this ghost was so elusive that she didn't even know where it was, which made Fu Ying break out in cold sweat on her back.
Xuan Min also heard the noise next door. When he walked to her door, he saw Ling Fuying with a face covered in cold sweat.
"There's something in the room." She tried to remain calm.
Walking into her room, Xuan Min carefully sensed the ghostly aura in the house and found that there were indeed some remaining ghosts, as if they had just left not long ago.
He followed the ghost aura out of the room, but disappeared out of thin air in the yard. Xuan Min went to other places, but found nothing.
"What happened just now?"
"As soon as I lit the candle, it went out, even though I had closed the doors and windows."
Ling Fuying went back and lit another candle, but this time it didn't go out again.
This ghost is quite cunning and knows that he can't afford to offend Xuan Min, the ghost nemesis.
Xuan Min thought for a moment and said, "I will be guarding the door."
"That won't do. Go back. It probably won't dare to come again."
Ling Fuying pushed him out of the door.
She sat by the bed and stared at the candlelight, but contrary to her wishes, it went out again without any warning.
There was some liquid dripping from her back...
He moved his feet stiffly and turned around to see a pool of blood.
…
Ling Fuying, wearing only pajamas, ran out of the door, but bumped into a tall body and a big hand wrapped around her waist.
Ling Fuying raised his eyes and saw Shen Fuxue's face, which was as cold as ice in the dark night. The hand on her waist seemed to move.
When Xuan Min noticed something strange and went out, he saw this scene: the girl was held in the arms of a tall and handsome man. From Xuan Min's point of view, they were a perfect match.
He stood there without moving.
Ling Fuying quickly broke free from Chen Fuxue's arms.
He glanced down at his palm, recalling the feeling of holding Ling Fuying's waist...
"I'm so sorry to have bumped into you." Ling Fuying hurried towards Xuan Min.
Seeing her coming, Xuan Min's brows relaxed.
Fu Ying's heart beat violently, and he didn't dare to look at Chen Fuxue's gaze behind him.
She heard the sound of footsteps going away, and her tense body relaxed. The mask she exchanged for would not only change her appearance, but also her body shape to a certain extent. She was still wearing pajamas, so it should be fine.
"What's wrong?" Xuan Min looked at Ling Fuying.
"There is blood in the room." She looked ugly after being frightened by people and ghosts one after another.
Seeing her extreme fear, Xuan Min didn't even realize when he held her hand.
Feeling the soft touch in his palm, Xuan Min came back to his senses and wanted to let go, but Ling Fuying held his hand tightly. He could even feel the sweat on her palm.
A strange feeling.
It felt like a feather was gently tickling his heart.
I returned to Ling Fuying's bedroom, but did not see any bloodstains. I looked up and saw nothing unusual.
Ling Fuying even suspected that she had hysteria, but according to Qu Niang and Yang Changsui's description, they probably didn't know that she was the only one suffering from this condition.
After a while, Xuan Min, who had been struggling for a while, finally spoke: "Go to sleep, I'm here."
Ling Fuying did not refuse this time. It was fine to sleep in the house, but it was too inhumane to have someone guarding outside the house.
Before she could say anything, Xuan Min took the lead and said, "I'm meditating on the ground."
Ling Fuying simply took out her small blanket and quilt and spread them on the floor, "Then you can sleep like this."
…
Xuan Min finally lay in Ling Fuying's exclusive quilt, filled with her scent. He was not sleepy at all and silently recited the Heart Sutra.
The night was quiet, and he could hear every move of the person on the bed, including when she turned over, when she muttered, and the sound of her shallow breathing lingered in his ears.
Xuan Min recited the scriptures faster and faster, but the sound in his ears became more and more obvious. He suddenly opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the girl who was sleeping soundly on the bed with the quilt in her arms.
He twirled his Buddhist beads, lowered his eyes and said nothing.
In the middle of the night, Xuan Min heard a faint moan.
He slowly opened his eyes and found that the voice came from the girl on the bed.
Xuan Min stood up and walked over, only to see that her face was abnormally flushed, covered in sweat, and the strands of hair on her temples were wet with sweat. He could feel the heat from her body before he even touched her.
Fever? It stands to reason that a cultivator in the Xuandan realm wouldn't suffer from such a common ailment, but Xuan Min didn't have time to dwell on it.
I pulled the blanket off her and unbuttoned her shirt to let out some heat, but that was far from enough.
He immediately took Ling Fuying's pulse and found that he did not have a fever, but his limited medical skills could not find the cause of the disease. Xuan Min remembered that Ling Zhouci had a doctor with superb medical skills.
Xuan Min didn't care about anything else and immediately went out to find Ling Zhouci to borrow someone.
This action alarmed the others. Even Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue had put on their outer robes and gone out. Ling Zhouci naturally lent him the doctor, but he did not expect that Xuan Min was in the girl's room in the middle of the night.
If he wasn't in her room, how could he have noticed her fever so quickly? The relationship between the two of them was truly unusual.
The doctor only gave a vague diagnosis and walked out of the room. "She has a lot of internal heat, like a ball of fire burning. It's not life-threatening for now, but it needs to be suppressed as soon as possible."
The doctor took out three bottles of medicine and said, "You need to apply it all over your body every half hour. You may also need to use spiritual power to fully stimulate the medicinal properties and drain the internal heat as quickly as possible."
But who should do this became a tricky issue. There were no female cultivators here, and the only person Ling Fuying knew was a monk.
"Can I?" Qu Niang asked proactively. This was indeed something only she could do.
The doctor shook his head, "You can't. When applying the potion, you need to use spiritual power to catalyze it at the same time. Only a monk can do that."
"What should we do then?" Qu Niang was anxious.
Where can we find female cultivators in the middle of the night? There are no female guards among the young master.
"Let me come, poor monk."
When Xuan Min said this, everyone present was shocked. He was a man, and a monk at that.
But it seemed that there was no other candidate except him. After all, he knew the girl, and he couldn't let other completely strangers like Chen Fuxue or Yuchi Xianyue apply the medicine for her.
"Saving lives is the most important thing. Monks do not differentiate between men and women." After saying that, Xuan Min took the potion and went into the house, closing the door under the gazes of several people.
Yuchi Xianyue looked calm, but he didn't believe that the monk was truly selfless.
Seeing that there was nothing new, he turned back to his room. Shen Fuxue was still standing outside the door. After a while, he also returned to the bedroom.
Inside the room, Xuan Min saw Ling Fuying in pain and without thinking anything else, he untied the belt of her pajamas.
Xuan Min clenched his palms, his Dao heart was being torn violently, almost making him bleed.
He calmed himself and sat down on the edge of the bed, holding the sleeping girl in his arms and leaning against him.
His fingers slowly peeled off the entire sweat-soaked nightgown from her body, and his hands felt hot and damp.
Under the candlelight, a neatly dressed monk was sitting on the bed, holding a naked young girl in his arms.
The burning heat from her body seeped into his, and he had no way to avoid it. He had to mobilize his spiritual power to his fingertips, and then press his fingertips, which were dipped in medicine, on every part of her body to allow it to be absorbed.
The soft and smooth touch under his fingers continued, and Xuan Min's body was so tense and painful that it became numb.
Slide across the back of her neck, the hollow of her neck, the inside of her forearm, her waist...and her calves.
He could even feel the trembling under his fingers, her every reaction.
He might be crazy.
At first Xuan Min didn't look at her face, but every half an hour, over and over again, his eyes would fall on her cheek, her furrowed brows, her trembling eyelashes, and her lips slightly opened to utter broken words.
That night, Xuan Min knew Ling Fuying's body very well, and he also remembered how she would react when he touched a certain place.
He knew this was wrong.
Reason made him forget, but these fragments became clearer and clearer. He suddenly felt a little confused about this emotional disaster.
…
Early in the morning, Xuan Min heard a familiar voice coming from a distance. He slowly opened his eyes and met Ling Fuying's worried gaze.
"Xuan Min?"
Xuan Min had not yet completely recovered from the scene just now. When all his memories came back to him, his body froze and he hurriedly lowered his eyes, almost not daring to look into Ling Fuying's eyes.
"What's wrong with you?" Ling Fuying opened her eyes and found that his face was covered with sweat and he was muttering something. She hurriedly got out of bed to check on him, not knowing why he was like this.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
Xuan Min calmed himself down, his gaze uncontrollably falling on her collar, and he lowered his eyes tremblingly.
He felt ashamed and extremely guilty.
The years he spent practicing seemed like a joke. He despised himself for being like this, but deep down he was reveling in it.
Only when Ling Fuying went out and saw the caring Qu Niang did he know what had happened last night.
She actually knew nothing about it.
Fever? Could it be that the fire poison in her body had erupted prematurely? This frightened Fu Ying.
[System, is it fire poison? ]
[It should be.]
Had she come to Daluozhou and triggered it in advance? She couldn't think of any other explanation besides this.
While she was thinking, she ran into Chen Fuxue. The fire poison was so fierce last night that she had not had time to take a shower, and the smell of sweat still remained on her body.
Shen Fuxue paused.
His tall figure standing before her was extremely oppressive, causing Fu Ying to ask in confusion, "Excuse me, Immortal Lord Zhaoxue, is there anything I can help you with?"
Chen Fuxue didn't answer, but just stared at her.
The smell of sweat.
He and Ling Fuying were whispering in each other's ears, and she could smell the sweat of her passion.
After returning, Chen Fuxue was in a daze for the whole day.
From sunrise to sunset.
Under the cover of night, he came to Ling Fuying's bedroom, stood beside her bed and looked down at the sleeping girl.
A strange face, and the exposed hand is as strange as ever.
In the darkness, his cold, silver-gray eyes remained fixed on her.
He stared at Ling Fuying's slightly open lips for a long time, then stretched out his icy and delicate fingers, gently pushed open her lips, and touched the wet tip of his tongue.
He put it to his nose and sniffed.
Suddenly his Adam's apple rolled and joy burst into his eyes. He looked at Ling Fuying and slowly put the shiny fingers into his mouth.
Then he gently lifted the quilt of the girl on the bed and carefully lifted her sleeves, but he did not see the two small red moles. His hands did not look like hers, but the touch was hers.
Chen Fuxue moved closer and sniffed her arm carefully, but he frowned. The smell of her sweat from the shower was masked by other aromas, but he still caught a hint of her scent.
The smell of her body fluids could not be hidden.
So he lifted the hem of her skirt, and when he lowered his head, his cold hair fell down, and he leaned forward to smell it carefully.
But suddenly he was kicked away.
Ling Fuying stared at Chen Fuxue beside the bed in horror, "Why...why are you in my room?"
There was a red mark on Shen Fuxue's face from being kicked, and her eyelashes trembled, "Xiaoman, is that you?"
Ling Fuying was terrified, "What are you talking about? Get out of my room right now!"
"Xiao Man, you can't fool me. I smell you."
He was incredibly sensitive to smells, and once his fingers were covered in water, which he had tasted.
"I don't know you, and besides, I'm not Xiaoman."
It would be fine if he found out, but Fu Ying was worried that he would tell Yuchi Xianyue.
"Why did you leave me?" Thinking of everything Yuchi Xianyue said, his expression suddenly became cold, and his eyes were like ice blades, which made Ling Fuying a little scared.
"I don't know you, and I don't know what to leave behind."
"Xiao Man, you are still lying to me."
Help, what should she do?
"And then? Are you going to kill me?"
No, he would just want to lock her up so she would never leave him again.
But Xiaoman would hate him. Chen Fuxue tried his best to restrain the urge to break out of the ground.
"Xiaoman, whatever you say is what it means. I miss you very much." Shen Fuxue wanted to hug her, but she kicked him away.
Why was he so sure that she was? Didn’t Zhan Yuanlu say that he could sever the connection between them?
This is really bad.
"Don't call me Xiaoman."
Chen Fuxue tentatively called out, "Miss Jingyun?"
That's what they all called her.
"And don't mention this matter in front of Yuchi Xianyue."
"Yeah." He stared at her, as if he didn't hear what she said at all.
"Don't even touch me."
Chen Fuxue didn't answer this time.
"You usually pretend you don't know me, do you hear me?"
"If you can't do it, don't ever come to see me. If you can do it..."
Before she could finish her words, Chen Fuxue kissed her. His cold lips and tongue rubbed against her neck, causing Fu Ying's eyelashes to tremble and she bit her lips tightly.
She pushed him away, her eyes moist and red at the corners.
He took her hand and gently licked her fingers and palm with the tip of his tongue, making her tremble and feel numb all over. She wanted to pull her hand away, but he held it tightly.
"If you don't let me go, I will never see you again."
Shen Fuxue finally let go of her hand.
"But if you do as I say..."
Ling Fuying put her arms around his neck and kissed his cold thin lips.
Chen Fuxue suddenly came up to her, and her clothes, flowing like the Milky Way, piled on their legs, as cold as water. She shrank her legs and almost suffocated. She bit his tongue hard before he let go.
Her lips turned red, and she panted, "This is a reward, so you have to listen to me, remember?"
If he didn't do this, he couldn't get close to Xiaoman, but if he did it, he could kiss her.
He understood such a simple truth.
Before leaving, Chen Fuxue took Ling Fuying's small clothes.
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