Chapter 251: Fantasy Mist
Some people even wanted to retreat in fear, but were grabbed by the arms by the people next to them.
When he turned around, he found that the person who grabbed his arm had eyes that turned a strange black.
Screams came one after another.
Some people even started crying in panic.
But soon those sounds disappeared, and all sounds gradually returned to silence.
Thick black fog enveloped the entire open space, swallowing up everyone's figures.
…
Lin Xiyue woke up in darkness.
She sat up suddenly, confused for a moment, not knowing what year it was.
Everything around me is very familiar.
She stretched out her hand, her jade-like little hand was extremely tender, with only a thin layer of cord at the base of her thumb.
She was wearing the same green dress that she always wore when she was in the sect, and her long hair was loose, bringing a refreshing coolness.
She looked around again.
This is her room.
She had lived in this room for hundreds of years until she had her own cave and moved out.
Lin Xiyue was a little dazed. The real feeling of the tentacles made her stunned for a moment.
At this moment, the door creaked and was pushed open.
The third junior brother pushed the door open and came in. He was wearing a green robe with a simple belt tied on his head. He looked handsome and elegant.
"Senior Sister, Master asked me to bring you the medicine..." The third disciple placed the bowl on her table.
His pretty face was full of worry. "Senior Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Only then did Lin Xiyue feel the pain in her stomach. She remembered that this was the day when she had her first period.
She was only twelve years old that year and had just joined the sect.
Because her lower body suddenly started bleeding for no apparent reason, she was so frightened that she went to the main hall to look for her master, crying, without even putting on her outer pants.
"Master, my butt is bleeding and I'm about to die!"
At that time, there were a few youngest disciples in the hall.
Normally, everyone had a good relationship. As the eldest senior sister, Lin Xiyue took good care of these little ones, so when they heard this, they all gathered around her immediately.
The youngest disciple was the youngest, only four or five years old at the time, with two small pigtails in his hair, like a little boy.
At that time, I didn’t know the difference between men and women. “Senior sister, take off your pants quickly so I can see!”
The ninth junior brother who was about the same age said, "Don't be afraid, senior sister. Master will help you stop the bleeding!"
The eighth disciple was even more direct. He directly pulled her pants, and urged her anxiously while pulling, "Senior sister, take them off quickly! Let the master help you stop the bleeding!"
The master, who looked like a banished immortal but had an unusually gentle personality, behaved contrary to his usual behavior that day and kicked them out one by one.
Lin Xiyue lay on the couch obediently, stripped off half of her pants, gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, "Master, please help me stop the bleeding!"
Before he could finish his words, a figure in a white robe passed by.
Lin Xiyue only felt a chill on her butt, and then something was placed on it.
She looked at her master standing at the door in confusion. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but her master's ears looked a little red.
He clenched his fist at the corner of his mouth, coughed, and then said, "I'll go call the doctor and ask her to change your clothes."
She was anxious, "Master, the blood is flowing out. The doctor is here. I think I'm dead!"
Besides, the female doctor’s medical skills are not as good as her master’s.
The female doctor was also an orphan. She had no talent for cultivation, but had ordinary medical skills. She stayed in their sect because she had nowhere else to go.
Lin Xiyue was about to stand up when she spoke, but was held down by her master’s hand.
Lin Xiyue thought at that time, Master’s movements were really fast.
He was standing at the door one second, and the next he was holding her down.
The master's expression was a little awkward at that time, and his white jade-like face gradually turned red, as if it was hot.
Lin Xiyue was still thinking about her master at that time. It was so beautiful.
It's like a banished immortal who has nothing to do with worldly affairs suddenly has human emotions.
That thin layer of scarlet lightened his originally cold and aloof temperament.
At this moment he looked like a stunning young man, with flowing black hair, skin as white as jade, and a light mist rising from his face.
He sat down beside her, brushed aside her long hair that was hanging on the pillow, and sighed softly.
"Moon, you've grown up."
Lin Xiyue didn't quite understand what he meant.
She burrowed into her master's arms listlessly, found a comfortable position to lie down, and said in a weak voice, "Master, am I going to die?"
"Moon, wake up. You have grown up. You can't do this."
The master seemed a little at a loss.
Lin Xiyue had never seen him like this before, but she didn't want to move at all.
My stomach aches so badly that my whole body feels cold.
"Master, my stomach hurts. Hug me."
The Master smells nice and reassuring.
The master pushed her hand away and paused for a moment, finally stroking the tip of her hair.
She seemed to hear her master sigh again, as if he was helpless about her behavior.
She came to her master when she was seven years old. If her master had not picked her up from a pile of corpses, she would have been dead long ago.
Her name was given by her master.
So if she died in her master's arms, it would be acceptable, she thought.
Later, the master patiently told her that this was menstrual water and would not kill people.
Then he gave her some basic physiological knowledge.
The stumbling and struggling manner of the teacher was very different from his usual ease when teaching.
Lin Xiyue didn't quite understand either.
So she asked in confusion, "Master, you mean everyone will experience menstruation, then did my senior brothers and junior brothers also go through this?"
She said something surprising, "Master, will you also come to Kui Shui?"
The master couldn't help coughing again, and after a moment of contemplation, he said, "Don't delve into other people's affairs."
At the same time, I told her carefully, "You can't show any part of your body to others. This is called self-protection."
Lin Xiyue nodded, not quite understanding.
In fact, she didn't really understand. She usually urged the youngest fellow apprentices to take a bath. Isn't it good for them to be naked in front of her?
However, since the master said so, Lin Xiyue followed it and stopped watching the younger disciples taking a bath.
However, Lin Xiyue couldn't help herself and told her third and fourth junior brothers about the Guishui matter.
They are both about the same age as Lin Xiyue, and are already over ten years old.
Lin Xiyue felt it necessary to tell them about this before they had their period, so that they could be mentally prepared and would not be frightened like herself and cry for help from their master.
The third and fourth junior brothers heard from Lin Xiyue that they would have their periods at the age of twelve, with a lot of bleeding and stomachaches, and they were both very scared.
I also secretly asked my senior brother.
At that time, the eldest senior brother had a very strange look on his face, with a confused and constipated expression. In the end, he said nothing and escaped.
Both of them thought that the other party was not telling the truth because the matter was too private and the senior brother was trying to save face.
I was becoming more and more uneasy about this matter.
But when I thought about what the senior sister said, that menstruation means they have grown up and officially become adults, I began to look forward to it again.
When they finally turned twelve, they took the sunscreen belts that Lin Xiyue gave them and put them inside their pants nervously and expectantly.
I lay in bed all day, feeling uneasy, waiting for their period.