Chapter 39: Uninvited Guests in broad daylight, fellow immortals, please be careful...
A white light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, dazzling and scorching. Shen Wenji closed his eyes and felt dizzy.
When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the familiar dormitory, and everything in the illusion seemed like a dream.
Her fingertips unconsciously touched the top of her head, and the gentle touch seemed to still be there. Her heartbeat, still pounding, and the lingering warmth in her arms, all silently confirmed the reality of that fantasy.
It was already bright outside. She had not slept all night, and her spiritual veins were damaged due to the forced use of spiritual power in the illusion.
She should have taken good care of herself and rested immediately, but she didn't know why.
At this moment, she especially wanted to see Xie Yunqing.
Shen Wenji grabbed his outer robe from the hanger and opened the door without hesitation. Spiritual energy flowed through him, and he darted out like the wind, hastily throwing his outer robe on as he sped.
However, when she ran to the majestic mountain gate of Hehuan Sect, she felt some regret.
Did she just barge into the Tianxuan Sect without any explanation? And what excuse should she use to look for Xie Yunqing?
He said that the illusion was fake and could not be taken seriously.
Then, are the true feelings they gave to each other and the experience of accompanying and relying on each other in the fantasy world also fake?
Shen Wenji didn't dare to dwell on it, fearing it was all just wishful thinking. His feet seemed to be entangled by invisible threads, pinning him to the spot.
She stood at the gate of Hehuan Sect, looking far away in the direction of Tianxuan Sect.
Xie Yunqing's name echoed in her head, her heartbeat urged her to move forward, but her reason was already returning to normal.
After lowering her eyes, she sighed deeply and finally turned away.
Yes, she is a coward, she is cautious and can't move her legs or lose face.
Shen Wenji moved slowly towards her dormitory. This time her steps were not as brisk as before. It was the worry in her heart like a huge rock that held her back.
The morning breeze blew the petals of the Albizia julibrissin past his ears, messing up his hair. Shen Wenji lowered his eyes and used his fingers to gather them randomly, but his fingertips accidentally caught a soft pink petal.
Along with the gentle breeze, she suddenly heard a soft call.
"Chen Wenji."
The voice was not loud, but clear and gentle, with a slightly rising ending and an imperceptible hoarseness, which was extremely familiar.
It seemed like... what she had just thought in her heart was blessed by God, and the person she wanted to see was right behind her at this moment.
Her body suddenly froze. She couldn't believe her ears and her steps stopped, but she didn't dare to look back, fearing that it was all in vain.
The next moment, the sound came from behind.
He was no longer the cold and distant man he usually was when talking about things. Instead, he was smiling and calling her name over and over again with eager anticipation. His voice gradually rose, as if he was afraid she wouldn't hear him clearly and would turn away.
The sound of calling fell on my ears and swept across my heart.
Shen Wenji subconsciously tensed his back and slowly looked back.
It wasn't an illusion, Xie Yunqing was standing just a few steps away.
He was wearing a thin white robe, a corner of which was lifted by the wind. His bright eyes were staring at her back without blinking. When he saw her turn around, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
The two looked at each other across the gate of the Hehuan Sect, and love flowed as their eyes met.
In unison, they both curved their eyebrows, and in their silent smiles, there was a tacit understanding: I want to see you.
Xie Yunqing's eyes were filled with stars. He slowly raised his arms and called her name softly again: "Chen Wenji, can you hug me?"
This time the voice was the softest, almost a whisper, as if afraid of disturbing something, and was cautiously testing.
Shen Wenji actually didn't hear the faint request clearly, but the moment he opened his arms, his body reacted before his mind.
There was the sound of whistling wind in her ears, and she only saw Xie Yunqing's lips move.
The next second, she rushed into Xie Yunqing's arms.
Shen Wenji almost crashed into his arms with some impact, but Xie Yunqing didn't move at all and held him in his arms steadily.
He buried his head in Shen Wenji's neck and sighed, "Wenji, I'm lucky to have you."
The beating sounds of two hearts were clearly audible through the thin fabric, carried to my ears by the wind.
Shen Wenji suddenly felt that her heart seemed to be blown by the wind, and it was beating uncontrollably and abnormally fast at this moment.
"Hey, hey, hey! What are those two doing? It's broad daylight, fellow immortals, please be careful of the impact!" The gatekeeper disciple rubbed his sleepy eyes, pointed at the two people hugging at the door, and continued to persuade them earnestly: "Even if you can't help yourself, please go back to the house... and do it. Doing this at the gate of the Hehuan Sect is really bad for our reputation!"
"Although the reputation of the Hehuan Sect is average, this is not a reason for you to smear the Hehuan Sect." The gatekeeper disciple seemed to be greatly stimulated by the scene early in the morning, and he became more and more excited as he spoke.
Shen Wenji buried his head in Xie Yunqing's chest, his ears red. He pinched his thin waist with his fingers in embarrassment and said in a depressed voice: "Can you please get him out of the way? It's so embarrassing... It's all your fault."
Xie Yunqing chuckled softly, as if touched by her cuteness. He blinked his eyes and said innocently, "Why do you blame me? It was clearly you who took the initiative to throw yourself into my arms."
"You!" Shen Wenji raised his head angrily and glared at him.
Xie Yunqing held her hair down, pressed her back into his arms, and coaxed her, "Don't look up, or he'll see you. Leave it to me, I won't let him recognize you."
As he spoke, Xie Yunqing turned around with the person in his arms, completely covering Shen Wenji with his body. He turned back and said to the gatekeeper disciple, "Thank you for the reminder, my Taoist partner and I just had a fight and reconciled. We're inevitably emotional. We'll leave in a moment."
The gatekeeper disciple nodded, and suddenly caught sight of Xie Yunqing's face. He asked in surprise, "Aren't you the Tianxuan Sect swordsman who came last night?"
Shen Wenji was startled when he heard this, and suddenly raised his eyes in his arms. Xie Yunqing actually came to Hehuan Sect last night?
Xie Yunqing was talking to the disciple with his face turned sideways, and she could only see his jaw and slightly rolling Adam's apple.
As if possessed by a ghost, she stretched out her finger and touched the rolling Adam's apple in the blind spot of the gatekeeper's vision.
Xie Yunqing's body was tense, and his broad palm grabbed the restless hand without saying a word, wrapped it in his palm, and rubbed it in his hand in a warning tone.
His expression remained calm, and he even exchanged pleasantries with the gatekeeper disciple: "It's me, my fellow immortal, you have a good memory. Last night... I came here to seek a Taoist companion."
The gatekeeper disciple was obviously relieved. With one less sword cultivator coming to cause trouble, he had one less thing to worry about.
Yesterday he learned that a powerful swordsman from the Tianxuan Sect would come to visit him tomorrow. He didn't get a good rest the whole night and was a little late for work today.
He yawned and asked, "Do you still want to join the Hehuan Sect?"
"I..." Xie Yunqing was about to answer when Shen Wenji suddenly pinched his fingers. He changed his tone and said, "I won't bother you today. My Taoist partner and I have some private things to discuss. My wife is shy. I wonder if you could step aside for a while."
The gatekeeper disciple also realized that he was redundant, so he agreed immediately and turned to go into the house.
Seeing the figure completely disappear, Shen Wenji pushed Xie Yunqing away, turned his face away and said coldly: "Okay, leave quickly, don't let others find out, and don't come to the Hehuan Sect again in the future."
Xie Yunqing was filled with hatred for this kind of throw-away behavior. He said gloomily, "I'm not in a situation where I can't see people, am I? Wen Ji, when will you give me a proper status?"
"What status? We haven't even started yet!" Shen Wenji's voice was filled with a hint of concealment. She urged, "Hurry up, hurry up!"
Xie Yunqing stared at her red ears and chuckled softly, "Why are you working so hard for the Hehuan Sect? Could it be that it's really for your fake wife? In any case, why not follow me back to the Tianxuan Sect? That way, we can be together every day."
Shen Wenji responded half-truthfully: "The old leader of the Hehuan Sect has done me a favor, so I must revitalize the Hehuan Sect. I will not leave here until I have accomplished this."
She is not lying. How can the grace of raising a child not be considered a favor?
Xie Yunqing remained silent, which was considered as his approval of the answer, and Shen Wenji breathed a sigh of relief.
"See you in two days." He said, his voice tinged with laughter. "I'll be waiting for you at Zuihualou. When the time comes, I'll take you to the top floor of Zuihualou to see the bustling sea of lights in the capital."
Shen Wenji was stunned, her cheeks flushed with heat involuntarily, and she glanced at him cautiously out of the corner of her eyes.
Xie Yunqing raised his hand and lightly touched the top of her head, his fingertips feeling a bit cool. "Let's go."
Shen Wenji closed his eyes and said awkwardly: "Wait."
She took out a thick cloud-patterned cloak from her storage ring and handed it to him. Her eyes fell on his thin undershirt and she said in a muffled voice, "The morning dew is damp and cold, take care of yourself."
"Thank you." Xie Yunqing raised the corner of his mouth beautifully, and without any hesitation, he took it and put on the cloak.
He flew up on his sword and waved to her before leaving.
Shen Wenji stood there, watching the figure disappear completely.
The morning breeze picked up again, blowing away the remaining cold plum fragrance, but it could not blow away the myriad thoughts swirling in Shen Wenji's heart.
Over the next two days, Shen Wenji plunged into the vast sea of books of the Hehuan Sect. She had been searching for information about the secret technique of the Soul-Snatching Incense. After reading through hundreds of ancient books, she finally found a way to crack it.
There are rumors that the Hehuan Sect has had a magic weapon called the Tianque Bell since its establishment. This item, combined with a designated spell, can break the secret technique of the Soul-Capture Incense.
Shen Wenji took the ancient book and went to his mother Shen Qingli to ask about the whereabouts of the Tianque Bell and what the spell recorded in it was.
Shen Qingli's eyes flickered slightly, and she saw through her thoughts at a glance, but she didn't point it out: "Tianque Bell? It seems that you still know that this item is the sacred object of the Hehuan Sect, and it is also what the demons have been seeking some time ago."
She poured a pot of tea and said slowly, "The Tianque Bell is composed of two parts. Besides the bell's casing, there is a unique fragrance hidden inside."
Shen Wenji suddenly realized, "The strange fragrance is hidden in the sachet you once gave me?"
Shen Qingli nodded and explained, "This fragrance is quite common. You can't smell any difference when mixed in a sachet, and it's harmless to the human body. However, it's difficult to obtain, and I haven't found a new substitute yet."
She looked at Shen Wenji and said earnestly: "If you want to use the Tianque Bell, you must find the sachet and be careful of the demons who are coveting it."
"Do you know why the demons want to seize the Tianque Bell? What is their plan?" Shen Wenji realized that his mother seemed to know something and asked anxiously.
"All I know are some past events from my previous life, which won't cause any trouble now. If it's really related to the past, I will tell you." She rubbed Shen Wenji's head and said with a smile, "Some things, unless it's absolutely necessary, it's best not to know too much, otherwise it will lead to fatal disasters."
Shen Wenji lowered his eyes and responded. For now, he could only take things one step at a time. The most urgent thing was to get the sachet back from Xie Yunqing.
The three-day appointment had arrived, and dusk was approaching. Shen Wenji still dressed as a man and stepped into the elegant room of Zuihua Tower as agreed.
She ordered a banquet, but the food had not yet been served and Xie Yunqing had not arrived, but she had already received an unexpected guest.
The door opened slightly, and a graceful woman walked in. Her eyes were charming and her voice was seductive with a hint of teasing.
"But Mr. Shen? You really made me wait so long."
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