Chapter 50 Chapter 50 Being fooled by her
Ling Fuying finally woke up from the dream and looked at the curtain in a trance. Xuan Min's figure kept flashing before her eyes.
After waking up, he found that the person beside the bed was not him, but Chen Fuxue.
Ling Fuying hadn't slept much for two consecutive nights, his brain was slow and he had difficulty thinking. It took him a long time to realize what had happened.
She tried to stand up, but she was too weak.
Everything in the dream should not be reflected in her body. It was normal for her to feel mentally exhausted. Ling Fuying closed her eyes. If it continued, she really couldn't bear it.
In her eyes, Xuan Min in her dreams for the past two nights was no less than a demon that sucked people's essence.
When her thoughts returned, she realized that her body was sticky, which made Fu Ying suddenly look at Chen Fuxue's raised face. The thin lips with light color were covered with a layer of crystal, which made her even more confused.
"Xiaoman, what's wrong with you?" Shen Fuxue put her dress down and wiped the sweat from her face with her fingers.
Fu Ying was embarrassed to speak, so he just said casually: "It was just a dream."
"Did you have a nightmare?" Shou Fuxue asked with concern. The tip of his tongue still had the taste of Ling Fuying's sweat, which was slightly salty and astringent, and contained her unique scent, which was like nectar to him.
Let Fu Ying agree.
She was too embarrassed to say it was a wet dream, especially in front of Shen Fuxue.
"Why are you here again today?" Ling Fuying was half-hugged by Chen Fuxue's arm and sat up. She was now weak all over and didn't want to say a word. She just wanted to sleep soundly.
Why is this dream so exhausting? It makes her feel that sooner or later she will be exhausted to death in this dream.
Although it is a happy dream, I can’t bear to have it every day and all night long.
"I just want to see you." Shen Fuxue said bluntly.
He really wanted to see him and didn't want to be separated from him for a moment.
Knowing his character, Fu Ying said no more.
"Xiaoman, are you sick?" Shen Fuxue asked worriedly.
The series of intense love affairs in the dream made Ling Fuying extremely mentally unstable and in an extremely unnatural and unhealthy state.
"I'm fine. I just need to sleep a little longer. Don't bother me."
Chen Fuxue said nothing.
"By the way, why didn't I see Yuchi Xianyue today?"
He had been competing with Shen Fuxue before. He was the one who came yesterday morning, and Shen Fuxue came again this morning. It was really lively with the two of them taking turns coming.
Or is he tired of it? That would be best.
It would be great if something unexpected happened to Yuchi Xianyue today, or if he had to leave temporarily for some other reasons.
When Ling Fuying mentioned Yuchi Xianyue, Chen Fuxue remained silent. He didn't want to hear anything about Yuchi Xianyue from Ling Fuying.
He didn't say much, and lowered his eyes to prevent Ling Fuying from noticing the emotions in his eyes, but he still pinched her fingers uncontrollably.
Ling Fuying pulled her sweaty hand out of Chen Fuxue's palm. She saw her fingers, and the image of Xuan Min holding her hand to help him last night made her ears hot.
Chen Fuxue was still worried, so he reached out and touched Ling Fuying's forehead. It didn't seem hot, so he withdrew his hand.
Ling Fuying turned over in bed. She was feeling sleepy at first, but when she saw Chen Fuxue, she suddenly felt less sleepy. She took out the small mirror from under her pillow and looked at her face in the mirror carefully. The fatigue was visibly visible, even more obvious than yesterday.
If it happened once, it would be fine, but if it happened twice in a row, and you dreamed of the same person, and both were erotic dreams that were difficult to talk about, and even lasted for the whole night, and were so real that it seemed as if everything had really happened, then it was not normal.
Ling Fuying decided to wait and see.
She slept almost the entire day, her head felt dizzy and her body seemed to be covered with a layer of heavy fog.
She tried to practice but couldn't concentrate, and because of the low efficiency, she simply gave up temporarily.
She felt stuffy after staying in the house for a long time, so she opened the door and walked outside to breathe the cold but extremely clean air, which allowed her brain to remain temporarily clear.
After not staying for long, Ling Fuying returned to the house. It was really cold outside today, and the temperature seemed to be getting lower and lower.
She remembered what Chen Fuxue had told her, that the temperature dropped suddenly after the unusual movement at Dragon Ridge Peak.
She rubbed her arms and went back.
She planned to go to bed early today, as she would not dream about Xuan Min if she went to bed early.
But the result was the same, and what they did tonight was even more excessive. Traces of her and Xuan Min were left everywhere in that small Zen room.
Bed, table, chair, floor, even windowsill and mirror.
She couldn't stand it for several days, and even if she was slow-witted, she should have known that something was wrong.
She was afraid it was related to the confusing nightmare. Apart from this, she couldn't think of any other reason for the time being.
There was no one she could find here, and her physical condition was getting worse and worse. If she continued like this, she would go crazy. She had no choice but to go find Xuan Min.
But she didn't say explicitly that the person she had the erotic dream about was him, and the shame of talking about these things with him was unimaginable.
She was very nervous, knowing clearly that it was all a dream, but she still stood in front of his door for a long time to prepare herself mentally before knocking on Xuan Min's door.
Xuan Min's peaceful and tranquil voice drifted over.
At this moment, Ling Fuying's mind was filled with his voice panting and calling her while he lay on her.
In the dream, he still called her benefactor.
"Donor, donor..."
A series of fluctuating words appeared in her ears, and the word "donor" seemed to have become a nickname between them.
"Master, it's me." Ling Fuying hesitated for a moment and then responded decisively.
It’s better to call him Master. Calling Xuan Min is too intimate. She wants to separate herself from everything that happened between her and Xuan Min in the dream.
He also paused for a moment before saying, "Benefactor, are you here for something?"
Xuan Min did not open the door immediately, which was an extremely rude behavior on his part, and this had never happened before.
"Well, I've been having some troubles lately and I want to find a wizard to help me solve them."
Xuan Min stood up, straightened his robe, walked to the door and opened it. He saw Ling Fuying standing at the door with a tired look on her face. He looked into her bright eyes, but quickly lowered his gaze and did not meet her gaze.
After a moment, Xuan Min asked, "Would you like to come in?"
Ling Fuying didn't want to stand at the door and chat with him about this, so she stepped into his room.
She glanced at Xuan Min's room. The layout was somewhat similar to hers, but it was tidier, or rather, much tidier. It was extremely bright, and the bedding was wrinkle-free. The teacups on the table were not scattered around like those in her room. They were placed very neatly, spotlessly clean, so clean that it amazed her.
She guessed that Xuan Min might have obsessive-compulsive disorder, as this place was almost as clean and tidy as the Zen room in her dream.
If this was her own dream, then why did she know Xuan Min's room was so clean? Perhaps he just happened to be a person who loved cleanliness, so she reflected this in her heart.
She suddenly remembered that Xuan Min's speed and rhythm in her dream were strangely consistent, extremely annoying. He only sped up at specific times, and even now he was like this. So was this a coincidence or...
Ling Fuying was startled. Looking at the kind and compassionate monk in front of her, her heart beat faster and she quickly avoided his sight.
She then began to talk business, trying to dispel the thoughts in her mind. "Master, I've been having dreams a lot lately, all night long. My mental state has been seriously affected by the dreams. I'm wondering if the nightmare that bewildered me hasn't been completely cleared away, or if it left some filth behind."
Apart from this, she could not think of any other reason. If she was so greedy for Xuan Min's body, she would have done everything she could to get what she wanted. She was the kind of person who would not give up until she achieved her goal, so why would she fantasize about him in her dreams every night?
When Xuan Min heard what she said about the dream, his face turned pale, but his voice remained steady.
He has been having dreams every night recently, but he practices martial arts every day, and has done all kinds of rough and heavy work such as climbing mountains, chopping wood and fetching water. His strong physical fitness does not show any obvious changes in a short period of time.
But apart from practicing sword skills, Ling Fuying didn't move much, so his physical condition was not good. He even had some soft flesh on his belly and thighs.
"Could you please tell me what the dream was?"
Ling Fuying's eyes flickered, "It's not very convenient."
When Xuan Min saw her expression, a guess popped up in his mind, and then he was speechless.
She is also dreaming, so who is she dreaming about?
Is it Yuchi Xianyue or her master.
Xuan Min didn't want to think about it.
He actually noticed it, but he had lost his mind and didn't think too much about it. He even looked forward to the night falling. Although Fu Ying also had the idea of blaspheming the monk in her heart, her reason was stronger than her desire, and she didn't want to fall asleep, so she noticed the abnormality so quickly.
When a person has cultivated to a certain stage, the Mind-Blocking Nightmare can separate, escape, and attach itself to a human cultivator, amplifying the desires in the person's heart countless times and capturing their memories to weave dreams, silently causing the person to gradually die in desire without even noticing anything unusual.
As he was thinking, his body paused and his whole body stiffened as if the blood was flowing backwards.
Another powerful aspect of the Nightmare of Deception is that it can make people dream.
If the object in one person's dream is the same as that of another person who has been infected, and the two of them fall into the dream together, the reality of the dream will achieve the purpose of quietly eroding the person's soul and making it increasingly weak.
But, it was just a guess. Xuan Min's face looked much better, but when he thought that Ling Fuying might dream of another man and make love with him, he shamelessly hoped that this man would be himself.
Xuan Min was shocked when he realized his own thoughts, but he had been numb and indulged in countless struggles in recent days, and he was letting himself go.
Dreams are just dreams, the donor will not know.
Xuan Min was awakened by Ling Fuying. He could no longer allow himself to indulge in this and needed to find a solution, not only for himself, but also for Ling Fuying.
But he felt reluctant and hesitant.
If that happens, he may not be able to be intimate with her in his dreams.
"Master?" Ling Fuying called him hesitantly when he saw that he had not responded for a long time.
Xuan Min came back to his senses and met her black and white eyes, feeling even more ashamed. He silently recited the Heart Sutra to banish the distracting thoughts in his heart, "Let me take a look for you, benefactor."
How would she look if Ling Fuying didn't eat? If she was asked to take off her clothes, she would look uncomfortable.
"Just the wrist."
Ling Fuying handed his hand to him.
He looked at the white wrist resting on the table right in front of him, wearing an exquisite jade bracelet. The skin was more translucent and smooth than the white jade, almost dazzling his eyes.
Ling Fuying was puzzled. Why did he stop moving again? What was he staring at her wrist? She took a look and saw nothing special. Could it be that he had seen something before he took her pulse?
After a while, Xuan Min carefully placed his hand on the girl's wrist. His skin was fair, but it had a healthy luster of bones and distinct joints. He could easily hold her wrist with two fingers.
When his rough and hot fingertips came on Fu Ying's wrist, her breath was caught and she wanted to pull her wrist away immediately. This feeling was even more deeply ingrained than in her dream.
The subtle touch makes people feel more emotional.
Xuan Min's reaction was far stronger than Ling Fuying's, but he suppressed it with his extremely strong rationality. Having lived in a temple since he was a child, he recited scriptures, accompanied by ancient Buddhas and green lamps. At first, he had the impulses of a man due to his youthful vigor, but he naturally dissipated them with his willpower and the Heart Sutra. Later, similar situations rarely happened again. He had become one with the natural Dharma and no longer had any other distracting thoughts.
As a member of the young generation who is highly expected by Dajue Temple, he holds himself to extremely high standards in every action, and his faith becomes stronger day by day.
At first, when he heard that the Buddha had given him guidance and that he needed to overcome the tribulation of love, he was confused and even ignored it. Love between men and women was too unfamiliar to him, and he didn't even know why he needed to overcome this tribulation of love.
But now everything is clear. It was his lack of firmness in his faith that led to all this.
He just didn't know how to get through this calamity, but from the current perspective, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to get through it for the time being.
Xuan Min concentrated his mind to check the situation inside her body, but found nothing abnormal, so he could only hide it in his spiritual consciousness.
Xuan Min's fingertips condensed golden spiritual power and injected it into Ling Fuying's forehead. He looked solemn, and there was indeed something different.
A wisp of transparent mist was drawn out by his spiritual power, and it was turned into a soul-locking bottle.
Fu Ying's consciousness gradually became clear, but at the same time, the sleepiness that had been accumulating for many days came over her, and she felt drowsy.
"It cannot be completely removed in one go. It may take several times." Xuan Min said to her seriously.
Ling Fuying hummed, not knowing whether he heard or not. His eyelids kept drooping and he finally fell on the table.
Xuan Min looked at Ling Fuying who was sleeping on the ground in front of him for a long time. The sound of footsteps outside the house brought him back to his senses.
It was normal for her to feel sleepy at this time, but I didn't know how long she would sleep.
Looking quietly at Ling Fuying's sleeping face, Xuan Min stood up and gently held her in his arms. While she was sleeping, she subconsciously put her cheek on his chest and rubbed it.
Xuan Min's body tensed, his eyes falling on the girl's plump lips.
He quickened his pace and put her on the bed, then leaned over and pulled the quilt over her. Xuan Min stood by the bed and looked at her.
He should send her back, or notify her husband Yuchi Xianyue to come over, but no matter which one, he should never secretly hold her in his bed and let her stay in the same room with him.
Xuan Min's eyes were always fixed on the girl sleeping on the bed, and he was reluctant to look away.
He thought again of the ordinary yet warm days after their marriage.
He watched her in fascination.
…
Before he knew it, the morning had passed and Fu Ying slept until the afternoon.
Ling Fuying woke up and found himself lying in a strange place. The quilt was filled with the familiar and sacred scent of incense and candles, mixed with a faint scent of agarwood. It was like he had entered a temple. When Ling Fuying turned over, he saw Xuan Min's face.
Xuan Min, who was meditating, slowly opened his eyes and met the gaze of Ling Fuying on the bed.
Ling Fuying was so frightened that he almost thought he was dreaming again.
She looked around the room, and her previous memories came back to her, and she felt relieved for a moment. Thinking that she was still sitting on Xuan Min's bed, she quickly got up.
Xuan Min took the initiative to explain when he saw her wake up: "I'm sorry, benefactor. I saw that you were tired and carried you to bed to rest without your permission."
His expression was calm, so Fu Ying naturally didn't say much. Besides, if Xuan Min carried her back to her room in broad daylight and people saw them, who knew what rumors would be spread.
"Sorry to bother you, Master. Thank you for today. I'll be leaving now."
Ling Fuying walked to the door, and Xuan Min stood up to see her off. Worried that she might not have heard clearly because she was sleepy, Xuan Min continued, "You still need to clear out the remaining poison of the mind-destroying nightmare in your sea of consciousness several times."
Ling Fuying quickly said, "I'm really sorry to trouble you."
"You are so kind, benefactor."
The relationship between the two seemed to have returned to what it was before, and that dream seemed like an illusion.
Xuan Min saw her off, but saw Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue standing in the distance, Ling Fuying's husband and master.
Every time he would forget the fact that Ling Fuying was married, Xuan Min watched her walk away.
Ling Fuying knocked her head, feeling a severe headache. How could she fall asleep directly in Xuan Min's room? Thinking that she still had to go to Xuan Min's room to clean up the remaining poison, she felt melancholy for a moment.
But she had to admit that she slept very well. The atmosphere in Xuan Min's room seemed to have a calming and soothing effect.
*
Two hours ago, Chen Fuxue went to Ling Fuying's house to look for her, but found that the house was empty and Ling Fuying was not there.
She was almost always in the house, and even if she wasn't there, you could still see her in other places in Yang's house.
Yuchi Xianyue noticed something strange about his expression when he saw him, and asked casually while sipping his tea, "Why do you look like that, Immortal Lord?"
Chen Fuxue didn't want to talk to him much, he only cared about where Ling Fuying had gone.
He walked back and forth in Yang's house as if looking for something. He was so focused on Fu Ying that he forgot to close the door.
Yuchi Xianyue glanced around the room but did not see Ling Fuying.
He suddenly realized why Chen Fuxue was like this.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Why not wait a little longer?" Yuchi Xianyue was calm, with a look of slight boredom on his face.
Recently, he was a little tired of such agreements. The rules set by Ling Fuying were of no benefit to him. Why did he need her to like him? If he wanted, he could restrain her, trap her, and do whatever he wanted.
Chen Fuxue went to other places in the house again, but still couldn't find Ling Fuying.
He immediately sent a message to Ling Fuying, but received no reply.
Yuchi Xianyue's possessiveness towards Ling Fuying is what drives him crazy, and now that she has left, he is worried and anxious.
The agreement was made out of interest only, and he had not forgotten everything that happened between Fu Ying and Shen Fuxue.
When this agreement ends, no, maybe even before it ends, he will end her life with his own hands, Yuchi Xianyue is sure of it.
Yuchi Xianyue drooped her eyelashes slightly and continued drinking tea.
He wondered if Ling Fuying had left quietly again, but she was usually not so reckless. Every time she left, she was fully prepared.
So Yuchi Xianyue was very calm.
Obviously, Chen Fuxue was also in such a state of anxiety. He immediately used the Heart Protection Seal to search for Ling Fuying, but found that she was in Yang's house.
Seeing Chen Fuxue's strange expression, Yuchi Xianyue also became more serious.
Chen Fuxue went out to look for Ling Fuying. Yuchi Xianyue stood behind him. He was curious about where Ling Fuying was.
After taking a few steps, he saw Ling Fuying coming out of Xuan Min's room. She was talking to Xuan Min, her cheeks slightly red, looking shy and extremely happy.
She didn't notice Chen Fuxue and Yuchi Xianyue standing at the corner, and went into the house and closed the door.
After she closed the door, Shen Fuxue's eyes were fixed on Xuan Min's door.
Yuchi Xianyue smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes, "It seems that Madam has a new love." If what she said was true, she was a complete liar.
The ring in Yuchi Xianyue's hand broke.
But Shen Fuxue said coldly: "Xiaoman will not lie to me."
"It's naturally good for the Immortal Lord to have this confidence."
Chen Fuxue didn't believe Ling Fuying would choose anyone else.
"Don't forget who was by her side when she first forged her identity, and who took care of her closely and intimately when she fell ill that night."
Yuchi Xianyue's evil hobby is to destroy other people's beliefs and watch them suffer. He is very angry about Fu Ying secretly having an affair with a monk.
How could he not be angry? Although he did not love her, and even the liking he felt for her was so thin that it was just based on interest, no one had ever teased him like this before.
Now thinking back to the suggestion Ling Fuying had made, that she was willing to choose whoever she liked, he just felt it was ridiculous.
Yuchi Xianyue never thought that there would be a day when he would be fooled by others.
If he is not having a good time, he will naturally make others have a worse time. This is the life creed of the vengeful Yuchi Xianyue.
"Do you think she really likes you, or is this just an excuse for her to stall?"
Yuchi Xianyue's words completely sank Shen Fuxue's face. He went straight to knock on Ling Fuying's door. Xiaoman hated Yuchi Xianyue and would never choose him.
But he also forgot that Xiaoman might not choose him.
Yuchi Xianyue maintained a calm exterior and continued to speak to Shen Fuxue in a low voice, "Sometimes, submission doesn't get you the results you want."
There was no sarcasm in his expression, as if he was sincerely admonishing Chen Fuxue, a considerate and upright gentleman. In reality, he was provoking Chen Fuxue to throw him off balance. Yuchi Xianyue knew that Ling Fuying hated overbearing behavior. If Chen Fuxue began to openly express her affection, or even to demand a formal relationship, Ling Fuying would most likely reject her.
Yuchi Xianyue disdains to be a bad guy and break up the two people. Their previous relationship could not stand the test and would fall apart with just a few words from him.
"My Lord, do you still remember how many times she deceived you and abandoned you? Your repeated trust was only rewarded with her disregard."
"As for you, you will only be abandoned by her in the end." He concluded calmly.
*
There was something strange about Chen Fuxue who came today. Although he held her as usual, his emotions were extremely unstable and he sniffed her scent carefully.
Only then did Fu Ying remember that he had just slept in Xuan Min's bed, and he wondered if he had picked up Xuan Min's scent.
But this person was Chen Fuxue, so even if he smelled something, it would not matter, Fu Ying did not care about it at all.
She suddenly felt the strength of the person holding her increase, and her body seemed to stiffen for a moment.
He had an affair with Ling Fuying, but he could not tolerate her having an affair with someone else.
Just thinking about it made his eyes turn red, and his silver-grey pupils took on a strange bloody color.
He smelled an extremely strong scent of incense and candles that did not belong to him or Yuchi Xianyue.
She was stained with this smell.
Chen Fuxue suddenly thought of Ling Fuying who was not in a good state this morning.
He didn't hear what she shouted, he only heard the word "no".
But suddenly, her two unclear words appeared in his mind.
The person she called out was Xuan Min.
Chen Fuxue had tears in her eyes, her long eyelashes stained with broken tears, and she leaned over to lick her exposed skin.
Trying to erase all traces of others and only have his scent.
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The author has something to say: Xiaoyue is so vicious, now she still wants to instigate others, which will only break the defense later haha [spreading hands]
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