Chapter 1297 Needs a good talking-to
"I'm not... Master Song, wait! It's not that I want your body, it's that others want your body and use your soul to refine pills. Be careful, don't hurt an innocent person like me... Ah!"
Song Chunxue suddenly raised her knee and pressed down hard, without pulling back at all.
"Agh!!!! You son of a bitch...you're going to castrate me..."
The next moment, the foggy, dark surroundings disappeared, and she suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.
She saw a group of heads in front of her, all of them startled and retreating abruptly, staring at her with terrified and pained expressions.
Song Chunxue then realized that her whole body was tense and her arms were being held down tightly.
No, her legs were also being held down, and there was a hand on her neck that was forcefully twisting her neck after she sat up.
She looked around blankly. Wuyou was right; they really were treating her like a bull.
She pretended not to know, looking around blankly, "What's wrong with me?"
Suddenly, Master Han, who was squatting to the side, rushed to the person who had fallen from the roof and subdued him.
"You were dragged into an illusion, completely bewitched. You almost used your chess piece to blow someone's roof off. Luckily, this place is relatively open, and there are some experts around who set up a barrier to prevent you from harming innocent people." Lord Zhao patted her shoulder, his expression worried. "Junior brother, are you alright?"
Song Chunxue saw Xie Zheng approaching out of the corner of her eye, and she shook her head slightly, "I'm sorry to have startled you, senior brother, I'm fine."
She looked at Xie Zheng, and their eyes met.
She didn't see the gentle look in his eyes she had expected, but his gaze inexplicably stung her heart.
The next moment, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
A noticeable purplish-blue mark was visible on the center of his forehead, made by a chess piece.
Seeing her smile, Xie Zheng raised his hand to touch his forehead, looking quite troubled. "You almost killed me just now."
“That’s right, junior brother. Your moves just now really scared the people in the same path. They thought you were possessed by something. But now they’re all out there arresting people. There are evil cultivators and demonic practitioners mixed in here. I don’t know if they’re after your treasure or if they’re just after you.”
Zhang Chengxuan looked at Tu Dan'er beside him and said, "Help your uncle up. Let's find a room to sit down and talk. Let your uncle rest for a while."
"Where's Qi Yun?" she asked instinctively, looking for him.
"Master!" Changyun suddenly grabbed her hand and cried, "Master, am I no longer your beloved disciple?"
Song Chunxue was both amused and exasperated. "It's all true, it's all true. I just felt that he might know something, after all, he brought me here, and there are people he knows nearby."
She didn't say the word "demon" aloud, after all, few Taoist priests had any dealings with demon cultivators.
There are many demon cultivators, but few who cultivate Taoism.
Although all paths lead to the same goal, there are still significant differences in the process of cultivation.
“You don’t need to worry. He just went out with Master Han to chase someone. The person who just sneaked in seems to be attached to Xie Zheng,” Lord Zhao looked at Xie Zheng. “Are you feeling unwell?”
“It’s alright, but I have something to discuss with my senior brother,” Xie Zheng said, extending his hand. “Let’s talk in private.”
Song Chunxue hesitated, but before she could refuse, Xie Zheng had already bent down, grabbed her hand, pulled her up, and led her away, ignoring the stares of others.
She tried to break free several times but failed. Feeling his warm and familiar palm, she stopped struggling and let him lead her to a secluded place.
He slowly released her hand. "Did that person just now take over my body?"
“It should be. Although it was brief, because your three souls and seven spirits were incomplete, he was able to take advantage of the situation. I think that love thread should be one of your three souls and seven spirits. You need to be careful in your daily life and it's best not to travel alone.” Song Chunxue took out a wooden plaque made of lightning-struck wood from her storage ring. “Here, this was given to me by my senior brother. Take it for self-defense.”
Ordinary self-defense is a bit difficult, but Xie Zheng learned talismans from Master Han, which allows him to use them more effectively.
"This lightning-struck wood is very rare, you..."
“Back then, my senior brother got a whole tree, and I still have one.” Song Chunxue took out a bottle of wound medicine. “Apply this to the mark on your forehead. There are a lot of people here today, and we can’t let everyone keep asking you what happened to you.”
Xie Zheng laughed, "Mine is fine, I only hurt my forehead, nothing serious. But Changfeng was almost... seriously injured by you just now. Master said that you have a strong spiritual sense, so you should control it well in the future, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable."
Song Chunxue was a little embarrassed. It seemed that she really had wanted to crush that thing just now.
Seriously, that was awkward.
"Okay, I'll be careful." Song Chunxue forced a smile. "It's quite cold. Let's go get some hot tea and some roasted potatoes, I think..."
"Qi Yun said you don't want to see me?" Xie Zheng asked her abruptly.
"No, it's just that... it's better not to see each other."
"So you want to see Qi Yun? I heard that this new apprentice has been quite favored by you lately, and you always keep him by your side. Back then... were you really going to be seduced by his youthful appearance?"
"..." This person is really direct. She realized she couldn't laugh and blurted out, "So what?"
As soon as the words were spoken, I regretted them for a fleeting moment.
Then I thought, why would someone who has no memory be jealous?
I won't explain anymore; it's better for him to focus on his cultivation.
"Are you really falling for someone else?"
Song Chunxue couldn't describe her feelings at that moment.
As winter approached and the weather grew colder, the two people could breathe out icy air when they spoke.
He seemed to be asking for the truth, but his eyes were clearly not those of the Xie Zheng she knew. She couldn't bring herself to face him properly.
She could only look down at the ground. The ground was exceptionally clean in winter, and the cracks between the bricks were perfectly smooth.
"Lord Xie, don't you think it's presumptuous of you to say these things to me now?" Song Chunxue crossed her arms. "Let bygones be bygones. I have no interest in these messy things right now. My mind is full of cultivation, and I know what I'm doing."
"Even if I fall for someone else, isn't that normal? My romantic journey was cut short halfway through, so what's wrong with trying someone else?" she said seriously. "Qi Yun is indeed young and handsome, a feast for the eyes, but I won't..."
Xie Zheng suddenly walked up to him and said, "Here, I bought you a lot of things. If you really need them, you can use them in an emergency."
What emergency?
Song Chunxue raised an eyebrow, and the moment she opened the box, her face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, her anger rising.
"Put it away, let's fight!" Song Chunxue gritted her teeth, took out the peach branch, and flung it forcefully.
"I'm not..."
"To fight or not?" She chuckled as she approached him, watching him back away. "I think Lord Xie is asking for a beating!"
"Smack!"
Xie Zheng picked up the things, staring at the peach branch in her hand with a feeling of sympathy, "Alright, let's go to the back mountain to pick them."
"What, are you ashamed?" She got up and walked out. "Since we met, you haven't really played much with me. Today, you'll make up for it all."
"..." Xie Zheng trembled all over, thinking that today's beating was probably not light.
I should have known better than to provoke her.
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