Chapter 30 Disguise
With the inn as the center, they spread out to search every corner until night fell. In the dark alley ahead, Wen Rensu suddenly heard a rustling sound.
Another wave of chilly air seeped out from the cracks between his bones, and his blood seemed to stop flowing. In the pleasant May day, Ling Zheng couldn't help but tremble with his teeth. But the scene before him didn't allow him to show any sign of weakness.
The wretched man was treated by the doctor for a long time in the afternoon. When he came out of the clinic, he heard the doctor say that there was a possibility that he would never be able to be humane again. He was filled with rage and kept thinking about how to get revenge.
He grabbed his weapon and patrolled the area around the restaurant until he ran into Ling Zheng fleeing. The large man suppressed his delight and followed him from a distance.
After observing for a while and making sure that Ling Zheng was not traveling with that terrifying guy, he took advantage of Ling Zheng passing through the alley to block his retreat.
In the dark moonless night, Ling Zheng smiled. Such a strange scene made the big man confused and feel an inexplicable fear.
Ling Zheng took out a poison jar from the belt around his waist. After opening it, hundreds of black spots poured out, forming a wall of poisonous insects in front of him.
The big man's face became extremely horrified, and before he could turn around and escape, he was surrounded by poisonous insects.
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In half a minute, there was no longer any big man in front of Ling Zheng, only a body covered with flesh and skin.
Ling Zheng was calm and turned to leave, but accidentally met Wen Rensu's eyes.
Wenren Su said that he saw the whole process.
"Jiang Ling, I've been looking for you for a long time." Wen Rensu walked over as if nothing had happened and said with concern, "Thank goodness you're okay."
Ling Zheng tilted his head slightly: "Aren't you afraid?"
"What are you afraid of? The world is treacherous. I'm glad you can protect yourself." Wen Rensu's eyes softened. "However, it's my fault for putting you in danger."
Wen Rensu pulled Ling Zheng into his arms and said softly, "Don't leave my sight without saying a word, okay? I'll be worried."
He acted tolerant and generous, and did not ask Ling Zheng why he sneaked away. He just expressed his thoughts frankly, revealing an obvious intention to keep him.
The sudden embrace made Ling Zheng's pupils shrink, and Wen Rensu's chest shook slightly as he spoke. The warmth he continuously radiated drove away most of the chill in Ling Zheng's body, making him unable to control his attachment to Wen Rensu's embrace.
After only a moment of confusion, Ling Zheng stepped back calmly, "Let's go back to the inn first."
No medicine man had ever been free, so Ling Zheng didn't know that the spotted silkworm poison would still be effective after the child Gu was drawn out. He had persisted until now, and his strength was at its end, so he gave up the idea of escaping for the time being.
The two returned to the guest room of the inn. Wen Rensu asked the waiter to bring hot water so that Ling Zheng could take a bath to drive away the cold.
"The remaining poison is hard to clear, and Shuoyue's body is inevitably cold. A hot bath should make you feel better."
Ling Zheng was surprised that Yu Wenrensu could actually discover this, and he began to think for a moment.
He knew his own weakness. Once the love poison lost its effect, Wen Rensu would definitely take advantage of it. He couldn't be careless. Thinking of this, a murderous intent flashed in Ling Zheng's eyes.
After figuring it out, the clean water in the solid wooden bathtub no longer emitted mist. Ling Zheng wiped his body clean and walked out of the cubicle wearing a white inner garment.
Her waist-length hair was wet, and her complexion had improved after taking a warm bath. Her face was flushed. The phrase "water lotus" accurately summarized Ling Zheng's current state.
How could one tell that this wonderful man had just killed someone in an extremely cruel manner?
Hearing the noise, Wen Ren Su smiled and said, "Are you done washing?"
Ling Zheng nodded.
Unexpectedly, Wen Rensu also walked towards the compartment with clothes.
"Wait..." Ling Zheng subconsciously stopped him.
Wen Rensu was puzzled: "What's wrong? The water is not cold yet, I have to go wash quickly."
Well, when Ling Zheng was a medicine man, there was also a pool for all medicine men to bathe. Facing Wen Rensu, he became quite pretentious for no reason.
Ling Zheng sneered inwardly, suppressed the subtle feeling, and let Wen Rensu go take a shower.
Sitting on the couch, Ling Zheng initially thought about leaving. He had no objection to Wen Rengou booking a guest room, but now that he came back to rest, he felt a little uncomfortable about it.
While Wenren Su was taking a shower, Lingzheng went downstairs to ask the shopkeeper if there were any vacant guest rooms.
The shopkeeper said that there was one room left, a top-class room. Ling Zheng reluctantly asked the price, and sure enough, the price was exorbitant, so he had no choice but to return to his room dejectedly.
When they arrived at the room, Wen Rensu came out of the shower and casually asked Ling Zheng, "Where have you been?"
"Nothing, just going out for some fresh air." Since things couldn't be done, Ling Zheng had nothing to say.
Even though Ling Zheng tried his best to hide it, Wen Rensu could still see that he was in a bad mood. He patted the bed and called Ling Zheng over.
"What do you want to do?" Ling Zheng was suspicious but did as he was told.
Wen Rensu raised his hand and stroked Ling Zheng's wet black hair, secretly circulating his internal energy to evaporate the moisture from it.
Feeling a tingling warmth spread across his scalp, Ling Zheng glanced sideways in surprise, "Thank you."
"You're still being polite to me." Wen Rensu chuckled, his hands moving non-stop.
In an instant, strands of hair became dry, soft, and shiny, like the finest silk spread out. Ling Zheng touched it and still felt the residual warmth of his internal energy.
"Okay, you're not feeling well today, so go to bed early."
After saying that, Wen Rensu blew out the candle beside him, gently pushed Ling Zheng down on the couch, and lay down on him, holding Ling Zheng in his arms, patting his thin back from time to time.
"Go to sleep."
This series of movements was performed smoothly and naturally, as if he had done it eight hundred times before. Ling Zheng was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he was already enveloped by Wen Rensu's steaming body temperature.
Although Ling Zheng was not used to physical contact with others, his rational mind told him that as long as the love Gu was still there, Wen Rensu would not hurt him. In addition, the deep chill in his body was only alleviated by Wen Rensu's closeness...
The long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled slightly, and then closed his eyes.
A dreamless night.
The next day, loud crowing of roosters from somewhere came, announcing the arrival of a new day.
Ling Zheng rubbed his eyes, and the voice of Wen Rensu came into his ears.
"Awake? Try this outfit."
Ling Zheng opened his eyes in a daze and was shocked by the attire of the person in front of him.
Wen Rensu was dressed in a dignified white robe with azure embellishments on the cross collar, front and waist. His original casual and evil demeanor was gone, and he exuded the rigorous and gentle demeanor of a gentleman.
Probably no one could imagine that this person's true identity was the guardian of the Cliff Valley.
"What are you doing...?" Ling Zheng opened his eyes wide.
Wen Rensu smiled slightly: "When you are in the underworld, it will be much easier to find a good identity for yourself."
Even the feeling of laughing is different! Ling Zheng was shocked by Wen Rensu's sudden transformation.
"This is the sect uniform of Wanjun Sect. This sect has few members but high status. Unless something unexpected happens, their identities will not be exposed." Wenren said this without blushing or beating his heart, and handed the clothes of the same style to Lingzheng.
Ling Zheng looked at the bright and clean sect uniform and said hesitantly, "But I... don't look like it even if I put it on."
Everyone in the underworld is a shrewd person, so how could they not think of taking advantage of this loophole? But the fact is, not many people can really do it.
As a member of a reputable and upright family, one must first be well-mannered and well-mannered; secondly, one must have a strong aura and not be timid. These two principles have already kept out many inferior and unorthodox practices.
Ling Zheng was a poor man when he was young, and when he grew up he was captured and taken to the Cliff Valley to work as a medicine man. It was impossible for him to pretend to have such a dignified temperament.
"Try it on first to see if it fits you. After you're done, change back into clothes that are more comfortable for movement. I'll teach you swordplay, and you'll see results once you become a master."
Ling Zheng's eyes flickered. Wen Rensu actually taught him swordsmanship. Apart from the witchcraft he had learned, he had no self-defense skills. He had long wanted to practice martial arts, but had no one to teach him.
After putting on the sect uniform, Ling Zheng adjusted the wrinkles of the fabric uncomfortably. Although the clothes looked simple and elegant, they were actually decorated with many small ornaments. He had never worn anything so complicated before.
Wen Rensu gathered Ling Zheng's hair, tied it into a high ponytail, and tied it with a blue silk ribbon. In an instant, the gloom on Ling Zheng's face faded a lot, highlighting her bright eyes and white teeth.
Wen Rensu led Ling Zheng to an unknown mountainside. He drew his sword in front of Ling Zheng for the first time. With a clang, his eyes narrowed, emitting a sharp light.
Holding an eight-sided Han sword, he stepped forward with his right foot, thrusting straight, slashing horizontally, and chopping downwards. His footwork coordinated with the movements, and he moved like flowing water, combining beauty with solemnity, cutting off countless broken grasses and making them flutter in the air.
Finally, the sword pointed straight ahead, pushing out an invisible internal force, slashing at the tree in front, causing the fallen leaves to sway.
Ling Zheng's eyes lit up as he stood nearby. Wen Rensu's sword moves might seem fancy, but they weren't superficial. Each of his strikes was laced with murderous intent, and even facing an overwhelming force, he showed no signs of weakness. This aura captivated Ling Zheng.
After adjusting his breathing, Wen Rensu turned around and threw the newly bought sword into Ling Zheng's hand. "I'll repeat it twice more, and then you can go practice over there by yourself."
Over there? Ling Zheng looked in the direction of Wen Rensu's finger. It was a waterfall of medium height. Ling Zheng had been wondering why they came here to practice, but now he knew.
Seeing Ling Zheng was slightly stunned, Wen Rensu explained in detail: "Practicing swordsmanship under a waterfall can not only train your will and physical strength, but also use the impact of the waterfall to stimulate your internal energy."
After Wen Rensu demonstrated it twice, the moment Ling Zheng stepped under the waterfall, he knew that he had underestimated its power.
The roar of the waterfall was like thunder, deafening. The countless water droplets cascading down were like a fine rain of arrows, constantly hitting Ling Zheng's thin skin, causing large red marks.
Every muscle was beaten mercilessly, and Ling Zheng even had difficulty breathing in the airless waterfall.
He bit his lip awkwardly, tasting a hint of blood on his tongue. An unprecedented resolve rose within him, and he planted his feet on the slippery rock and began to wield his sword.
With each impact of the waterfall, Ling Zheng's muscles tensed, as if he was touched by a trace of internal energy fluctuations, which made Ling Zheng secretly happy. The next moment, his feet slipped and he fell heavily on the rocks.
Wen Rensu stood on the shore and warned calmly: "Get up quickly, otherwise you will never be able to stand up again."
Once he fell, the impact of the water flow would be difficult to withstand. Ling Zheng subconsciously absorbed the weak oxygen, causing him to cough violently. His hands and feet gradually became cold. It was the first time he felt death so close.
Immersed in the endless sound of water, Ling Zheng miraculously heard Wen Rensu's calm voice, which instantly awakened his will.
ah! ! ! !
Ling Zheng roared inwardly, suppressing a fearful ruthlessness. He supported himself on the rock with his hands and stood up again, even though he was wobbling.
With each move, he officially engaged the waterfall in a contest. No longer passively resisting, he began to actively channel this energy, transforming the impact of the waterfall into the driving force of his swordsmanship.
After an unknown amount of time, the sword slipped out of Ling Zheng's hand, and he realized that he had used up all his strength.
Wen Rensu was always paying attention to Ling Zheng. Knowing that he had reached his limit, he rushed into the water, put one hand around his waist, lifted his knee with the other, and picked up the shaky Ling Zheng.
"Okay, let's practice again tomorrow."
Hearing Wen Rensu's gentle voice, Ling Zheng's pupils sank slightly and he fell unconscious.
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