Porcupine's Blessing
Xu Shulou is catching a porcupine.
This is the Porcupine Forest in the demon world. It is vast and dark, with trees rarely seen in the mortal world growing here. Happy porcupines are flying among the criss-crossing branches.
Shi Yue'er was ready to play the role of host, so she brought her and Bai Roushuang here to catch porcupines.
The porcupines had black and white thorns on their backs. When they saw Xu Shulou and the other two, they flew over and swung their thorns at them.
"Don't hide," Yue'er reminded promptly, "This is a blessing from the porcupine."
Bai Roushuang couldn't understand: "What is the blessing of the porcupine?"
She watched the black and white thorns shoot into the air and become colorful. Yue'er's explanation sounded: "Pink is love luck, gold is wealth, blue is..."
Before she finished her words, she saw Xu Shulou twist his body flexibly and avoid a pink thorn that was shooting towards him.
Bai Roushuang gave me a thumbs up. She is worthy of being my senior sister. No matter how fast love comes, she can always avoid it.
"..." Yue Er paused and continued, "It is said that porcupines only bless people or demons with pure hearts. According to the rules, people who have received the porcupine's blessing cannot catch them anymore."
"What is the colorful one?" Xu Shulou asked.
"The colorful quills are called 'Porcupine Dream Wishes' and can make your dreams colorful."
Xu Shulou thought about it and felt that his recent dreams really needed some colorful additions, so he took the initiative to walk towards the colorful porcupine quills and forcibly accepted the blessing.
So the dream that night was indeed colorful.
When I fell asleep, I didn't know how much time had moved forward.
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Shen." The person standing in front of Xu Shulou in the dream was Shen Zhuang, the man who opened the Colosseum and performed the human-animal suture operation under the Colosseum.
"What's the matter?" Chen Zhuang's attitude was not warm, and he was even too lazy to give her a look, but he treated many people like this, so Xu Shulou did not feel offended and still smiled.
"I would like to ask you to help me change a beast's leg."
Even a pervert like Chen Zhuang was stunned: "Are you serious?"
"Yes," Xu Shulou nodded, "One of my legs is broken. I've seen many doctors but none of them said it can be cured. Why don't I just get a new one? I'm not afraid of the pain."
"No." This was the first time in his life that someone had taken the initiative to make such a request. Chen Zhuang was quite tempted. He actually wanted to try to see if the suturing process would be smoother with a volunteer, but in the end he shook his head. "Did Lu Beichen tell you this? Didn't he mention that he strictly forbade me to use this method on the cultivators in Lingxiao Sect?"
"Why?"
Chen Zhuang looked at her lower body, and seemed to have been thinking about what kind of legs he should give her. He answered nonchalantly, "Why else? He is from a famous and upright family. He is afraid of being discovered and getting into trouble."
Xu Shulou showed a regretful expression: "Mr. Shen, you have amazing talent. If you had made such a creation known to the world, you would have become famous overnight. It's a pity that you can only hide in the dark for the rest of your life. What a pity."
Chen Zhuang did not respond. Xu Shulou seemed to have just sighed casually. Without waiting for him to reply, he stood up and said, "Sorry for bothering you. I'll leave now."
“…”
Xu Shulou limped and walked very slowly, but she seemed to be in a very happy mood. She went straight to the kitchen and carefully made a bowl of calming soup. The people in the kitchen ignored her, so she slowly made a fire using mortal methods and patiently fanned the stove with a cattail leaf fan.
The servants and maids around her exchanged glances behind her, with sneers in their eyes, laughing at the fact that she had put in so much effort but was still the least favored one.
Xu Shulou seemed unaware. When the calming soup had cooled down a little, she raised her hand and touched the porcelain bowl. Finding that it was just the right temperature to drink, she handed the bowl to Lu Beichen.
Lu Beichen was arguing with someone in his room. This was his room, and the backyard was full of his beauties. He rarely remembered to cast a soundproof spell when he was here. Xu Shulou thought indifferently that he was quite cautious in the past, but he became less defensive after gaining power.
“Stop talking!” Lu Beichen said angrily, “Gao Ning’er died in my backyard. I am indeed responsible, but I have already dealt with Luo Fusheng for your sake. But in the blink of an eye, Lingxiaomen lost a batch of goods. It shows that you still have a grudge against me!”
Then the owner of Xuanwu Tower hurriedly explained, "No, I didn't intercept that batch of goods! Ning'er is not my only daughter, how could I turn against you because of her?"
Lu Beichen's voice softened a little: "Humph, whether it is true or not remains to be seen. You should not participate in the business for the time being."
"Master Lu, this... I have been running back and forth for more than a year for this business. I have already invested the initial money. With this, Xuanwu Building will be able to move to a higher level. Please give me some leniency and allow me..."
"Stop talking, I've made up my mind!" From Xiao Ya to Gao Ning'er and Luo Fusheng, Lu Beichen's wives and concubines had accidents one after another. He was not in a good mood at the moment, and gradually lost his patience when dealing with things.
The owner of Xuanwu Tower followed him for profit, not to be manipulated by him. Seeing that he still refused to give in despite his repeated pleas, he also became angry: "Bah! All excuses, you obviously don't need me anymore, you want to destroy the bridge after crossing the river. You said you lost a batch of goods? Who knows if you are looking for an excuse to get rid of me? I have helped you handle so many shady transactions, can I let you use me and then throw me away? I tell you, you must take me with you on this business!"
"You threaten me?"
"I dare not. I just want to get back what I deserve."
Lu Beichen put his hands behind his back and turned the ring on his thumb. Xu Shulou knew that this was a sign of his thinking.
"Let me think about it. You go down first."
The Xuanwu Tower Master thought he was relieved, and his tone softened: "Master Lu, our interests are always the same, I won't speak nonsense."
"good."
Lu Beichen stared at his back for a long while before he turned to Xu Shulou and said coldly, "Come out!"
Xu Shulou came out holding the tranquilizing soup. "With my husband's skill, he found me right away. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop."
"Nothing." Lu Beichen didn't take her to heart. She was so submissive to him that she wanted to kneel on the ground to please him. What if she heard what he said just now? It was just that he was choked by the owner of Xuanwu Tower, and he felt a little embarrassed. But seeing that Xu Shulou was still full of admiration, the displeasure in his heart towards her gradually dissipated. He picked up the bowl of soup and took a sip, "You can go down. Be more discerning in the future and don't come over when I'm talking about things."
Xu Shulou wiped away his tears.
Lu Beichen became impatient: "What's wrong again?"
Xu Shulou bowed his head: "Just now I heard my husband mention it to Master Gao, and I can't help but miss Sister Luo."
Lu Beichen thought of Luo Fusheng's stunning face and sighed, "I didn't intend to kill her, but she was so fierce and committed suicide after seeing the truth."
"It was because the owner of Xuanwu Tower was too aggressive, and he kept yelling at you, my husband, to punish the murderer as soon as possible," Xu Shulou lowered his eyes, "Sister Luo was afraid that it would cause a quarrel between my husband and him, so she decided to kill herself."
"Silly girl," the memory of the dead soft jade warm fragrance is always beautiful, Lu Beichen sighed, "Gao Zhuo should have been punished a long time ago... Let's not talk about this, you go to Fusheng's grave to see her and talk to her."
"yes."
Xu Shulou was very obedient. When Lu Beichen asked her to go see Luo Fusheng, she went straight to the cemetery.
On the way out of the courtyard, she bumped into Bai Roushuang, who was surrounded by a group of maids and smiled at her gracefully: "Senior Sister."
Bai Roushuang always looked kind but had a bitter heart. Xu Shulou responded coldly, "I don't deserve to be called Senior Sister by Madam Bai."
"It's just a casual remark. I just sent off a few brothers from Mingyue Peak. They came to visit me, and I asked them if they wanted to visit you, Senior Sister. Unfortunately, they still remember the unpleasantness of the past." Bai Roushuang came over and took her arm. "Senior Sister, you broke their hearts."
Xu Shulou seemed to be entangled by a beautiful snake and quickly pushed her away. Bai Roushuang screamed, and the maids who were waiting to flatter her immediately accused Xu Shulou, saying the same old things, such as not knowing what is good for him and being ungrateful...
Bai Roushuang smiled at her provocatively, and while smiling she adjusted the priceless hairpin-shaped magic weapon on her temples.
Xu Shulou looked at her and said, "Madam, how long have you been in the Golden Core Stage?"
Bai Roushuang's smile froze for a moment, but the clever maid beside her said, "Madam is favored by the Sect Master, why would she need such a high level of cultivation?"
"That's right," the other maids echoed, "Whatever treasures the Sect Master gets outside are sent to Madam's yard. With these things piled up, it's only a matter of time for Madam to enter the Nascent Soul stage."
Xu Shulou smiled and said, "Is this how you comfort yourself?"
"Senior sister," Bai Roushuang leaned closer to her and lowered her voice, "how do you comfort yourself?"
“…”
Xu Shulou watched her proudly leaving back, all the disgust and indifference on his face disappeared in an instant, he stared in that direction expressionlessly, muttering to himself in a very low voice: "Bai Roushuang, Bai Roushuang, what kind of end do you deserve?"
Xu Shulou strolled to the cemetery. There was no one around. She sat down beside Luo Fusheng's grave. She seemed very tired. She leaned her head on the tombstone and recalled the last time she met Afu.
At that time, Luo Fusheng was already on the verge of death. She had blood flowing from the corners of her mouth. She held Xu Shulou's hand with all her strength: "I know you killed Gao Ning'er, and I also know what you are going to do. I guessed it when those Taoist boys and maids died. This time, I will take the blame for you. Please... continue walking."
Xu Shulou sighed: "Silly girl, you don't know what I am going to do."
She closed her eyes, as if she wanted to rest for a while against the tombstone, but she could not fall asleep. She had severe insomnia, and no matter how many calming incense sticks she burned or how many medicines she took, she could not fall asleep peacefully.
Xu Shulou simply patted the tombstone, stood up, brushed off the dirt on his clothes, and left without looking back.
———
Reality.
Xu Shulou woke up with a start. It turned out that the "Porcupine's Blessing" was really effective. In his dream, a few clusters of colorful bubbles often floated up at inappropriate times. When the owner of Xuanwu Tower said something harsh, pink bubbles bloomed on his face. When Bai Roushuang provoked him, blue-purple bubbles bloomed on her face. Unfortunately, the dream was a bit heavy, and these clusters of bubbles did not add much humor.
She couldn't help feeling sad about everything in her dream.
What would Xu Shulou, who had no rational restraints, who had been tortured to the point of half madness, who had no compassion, and who had no love for the world, do? What could she do?
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