Mountain Stream Waltz
There are many ways for monsters to be born in this world. After their souls jump into the reincarnation well and are thrown into the animal realm, some lucky ones will be reborn into a monster family. Monsters born this way have a certain power to protect themselves and will also have family members to accompany them. Their lives will be much better.
There is another type like Yi Ning, who is reincarnated as an ordinary animal. He is not born a monster, but lives in a place with rich spiritual energy. Because the spiritual energy invades his body, he gradually gathers spiritual intelligence by himself and becomes a monster by himself.
The way of heaven is fair. Monsters born and raised by nature cannot become immortals. They have no demonic spirits, no luck, and cannot gather spiritual energy in their bodies. When they are over a hundred years old, their spiritual energy will gradually fade away due to the decline of spiritual energy.
The monsters that gathered spirits by themselves were given the opportunity to cultivate into immortals out of mercy from the heavens. They could live as long as the heavens and possess the powerful strength of immortals.
Unfortunately, the demon spirits can be taken away. Fairies and natural-born demons will prolong their lifespans by snatching demon spirits.
Therefore, since ancient times, there have been very few monsters that can become immortals, and most of the little monsters that have no one to protect them have their spirits taken away before they can cultivate into human form.
If Lai Siyuan's family had not sheltered the little kitten four hundred years ago, Yi Ning would have been taken away and his demon spirit would have dissipated on the spot, just like other little monsters that failed to grow up in time.
The spiritual energy in the places where monsters gather is rich and dense. Wu Siqi looked up at the mountain. This mountain is located on the dragon vein, gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and hiding it within. The geographical location is remote and has not been developed or destroyed by humans. It is a natural treasure land of spiritual talents.
She guessed that there should still be quite a few little monsters living in this mountain with the help of demon spirits.
Yi Ning lived alone in this mountain for decades. Even after being taken down the mountain by Lai Siyuan's family and never returning, he was still familiar with the mountain.
She skipped and danced with Wu Siqi through the place where she used to live.
The mountain road was rugged. Even though Wu Siqi wore shoes suitable for hiking, he was still at risk of slipping and falling. There was not even a decent road in the undeveloped forest. Yi Ning walked in front and used magic to clear the way.
Yi grinned as he recalled the past: "When I lived here before, I didn't even build a nest. I slept all over the mountain, finding a pit as a bed and moving to a new place every few days. Now thinking back, Xiaowu, don't you think it was like playing a survival game?"
Those were very bitter and difficult days, but she always downplayed them.
Wu Siqi couldn't help but shake his head, "How can you call it a game?"
Yi turned around with a sinister smile, continued to lead the way, and said quietly, "It's indeed not a game."
The mountain was very deep, with huge trees blocking out the sun. The air began to get cooler as they went deeper. Wu Siqi took out a coat from his backpack and put it on himself and the kitten.
Wu Siqi tied her hair into a high ponytail and wore a neat sports outfit. She followed the people in front of her flexibly as they walked in the mountains, step by step, without any sign of breath despite the high-intensity exercise.
After walking for half a day, Yi Ning took Wu Siqi to sit by the mountain stream to rest. She half-knelt by the stream and scooped up water to wash her dusty face. When she raised her face, it was covered with water droplets, and she looked as refreshing as a lotus emerging from the water.
Little Lotus treated herself roughly, wiping her face vigorously. Wu Siqi smiled and took out a tissue to wipe the water droplets off her face, "Use your face well."
As is the kitten's nature, she especially likes to rub her face against Xiaowu's hand. This time was no exception. She rubbed her hand holding the tissue coquettishly and said, "Why not? Xiaowu will take care of me anyway."
She was right. Wu Siqi gently wiped the moisture off her face before squatting down to wash his own face.
The scent of Yi Ning was very strong in the mountains. Her fingertips gently moved the flowing stream, and there was an imperceptible determination flashing under her eyes.
They sat side by side on a stone that was not covered with moss. Yi Nian swung her legs happily in the air. This was where she grew up. Although there were many unpleasant memories there, it was also the place where she felt most comfortable.
"I'm very happy. I never had the chance to come back with you, Xiaowu," she said.
At that time, either because they were too weak and Xiaowu did not have the strength to protect her after bringing her back, or because of the war and chaos, they had no time to care about anything other than survival, so they had never been here before.
Wu Siqi tore open the food packaging before handing it to her, smiling and saying, "Just be happy. Returning to the Land of the Living will do you great good."
The wounds from the two sticks on the ghost stick penetrated deep into the kitten's soul, and the kitten could get the best nourishment by returning here.
They didn't rest for too long. They still had to walk a little further to reach the place painted in Yi Ning's watercolors, and then they had to get down the mountain before the sun set. Time was running out.
This section of the road was not as rugged as the one leading into the mountains. They walked side by side, Yi Ning hooking her little finger to lead the way.
In fact, there is nothing to see here. It is just ordinary mountains, ordinary big trees, ordinary grass, and ordinary mud. The only unusual thing is the little kitten with intelligence.
The sunlight seeped in through the gaps in the trees, sprinkled on the ground, and some unknown small flowers bloomed.
The air was filled with the rich scent of Yi Ning. The Land of Living Beings had a real shadow in Wu Siqi's heart. She teased, "This place smells like you."
This sentence was too controversial. Yi Ning blushed instantly and murmured "hmm".
Regardless of how dirty the grass was, Wu Siqi sat down on the ground, crossed her legs, looked up at the blushing little girl, and pulled her hand: "Let's rest here for a while, then go back."
Sitting down along her hand, Yi Ning put her head on Wu Siqi's shoulder. The atmosphere here made her feel warm. She closed her eyes and absorbed the rich and intimate spiritual energy here.
Wu Siqi rested her free arm on the grass. The half-dry grass was a little prickly. She glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw a flower growing in the mud beside her hand, a small yellow flower.
The flowers bloom brilliantly, growing towards the light, and the soil gives birth to life and hope.
Her fingertips gently stroked the petals and roots and leaves. She silently said sorry in her heart and picked the flower by cutting it horizontally at the root.
She stared silently at the little yellow flower in her palm. It was as light as a feather, yet extremely hot, so hot that her heart beat irregularly twice.
She calmly put the flowers into the transparent bag in her pocket.
The breeze gently swayed the grass and trees. Wu Siqi ignored his messed up bangs and looked down at the little person sleeping on his lap.
She brushed the annoying strands of hair away from her face. The swaying shadows of the trees occasionally let sunlight shine onto her face, causing her to wrinkle her nose unconsciously. She raised her hand to block the scattered light for her, not wanting anything to disturb her good sleep at the moment.
When they returned home, the moon was already three poles high.
The two of them had a simple meal, and Wu Siqi drove the kitten, who wanted to wash the dishes, into the bathroom, saying with great disdain, "You're so dirty, go take a shower first."
Yi Ning pouted, glared at her unwillingly with his cat eyes, and retorted: "I'm not dirty!"
She raised her foamy hand and waved it gently: "Okay~ It's not dirty, go!"
When Yi Ning came out of the shower, Wu Siqi had already packed her things for the day. She turned on all the lights in the yard, unfolded the folding chairs and egg roll table, and with an ambiguous tone opened a bottle of red wine she had bought the day before and placed a highball glass on the table.
She propped up her cheek and watched her lover coming. Yi Ning was very surprised to see the scene in front of him. He walked over quickly and wanted to hug her. She quickly stood up and dodged. Yi Ning's brows twisted into a river shape when he missed, "Xiao Wu~"
Wu Siqi smiled faintly and touched her head, coaxing her: "I'm covered in dust and very dirty. Can you wait until I finish taking a shower?"
"Okay." She sat down obediently, patted her calf and urged: "Xiaowu, go quickly, I'll wait for you."
The stars are high in the sky, with occasional clouds passing by to block some of the twinkling lights, which are then blown away by the gentle night wind. The mountain breeze passes through the courtyard with a refreshing smell, and the kitten hums an unstructured happy melody while waiting for the beauty in his heart.
She spent some time blow-drying her long hair, and even curled the ends of her hair with interest. When she stepped out of the bathroom, the heat lingered around her ankles for a long time. It was already very late.
But it doesn’t matter, the night is still long.
Her slightly curly long hair was draped over her shoulders. She walked barefoot on the bluestone slabs, and her red halter dress burned like a bright fire under the moonlight.
Yi Ning heard the sound and looked over there. He was stunned for a moment, staring at her without blinking, as if he had met her for the first time.
Wu Siqi lowered his eyes and smiled, then stretched out his hand and beckoned: "Come here."
The kitten immediately pounced over, but she gently held its wrist. She gently led it and the two of them walked to the center of the yard.
The beauty in the red dress put her left hand behind her back, opened her right hand, and half-bent her knees——
"Would you like to dance with me"
There was no music, only the quiet accompaniment of the mountain wind blowing through the trees.
Without answering, Yi Ning obediently put his hand in, and couldn't help but take a step forward, with his forehead almost touching her chin.
She took her into her arms, her steps slow and casual, her bare feet stepping on the stone slabs, occasionally making a small sound, and the hem of her red skirt was lightly lifted, spreading on the ground like a rosy glow.
"What kind of dance is this?" Yi Ning raised his head, his eyes reflecting a fiery fire.
"Just jumping around."
Wu Siqi lowered his head and answered in her ear. His breath brushed the tip of her ear, making the kitten so itchy that it shrank its shoulders slightly.
The little kitten's ears trembled slightly, and she smiled brightly. Her fingertips suddenly tightened, and her white jade-like arms raised in an arc, and with a slight movement of her palm, she led the delicate girl to spin gently in a circle.
The red skirt drew an arc, like a dazzling firework, and the light shadow was swept by the skirt into an ambiguous line.
While the fiery red girl was still standing, she hugged her slender waist and rubbed her nose against the other's cheek, with a hot breath that burned the back of her ears.
"I'm almost... drunk." Yi Ning tiptoed into her ear and spoke.
"Why don't you wait for me and drink it yourself?"
"It's not drunkenness." She raised her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, "It's you, Xiaowu."
As soon as she finished speaking, she tilted her head and, with careful force, gently touched the corner of the other person's lips. This half kiss was light and then withdrew.
But Wu Siqi didn't let her go. He closed his eyes and followed the hot kiss to take the half kiss, with very light force, just to hook the lips that were about to leave.
The kiss rippled on Yi Ning's heart like feathers. Yi Ning's breathing became disordered and his fingertips climbed up her back helplessly. She wanted to speak, but her lips opened and closed, and were gently blocked again.
The confused fingertips wanted to unzip the red skirt.
"Don't be impatient, dear." Wu Siqi smiled on her lips, tilted her head and let her hot breath fall behind the kitten's ear. Her voice was as seductive as a siren's song: "We still have a glass of wine to drink."
Two rudderless ships rolled and spun in the night, their lips intertwined, and slowly drifted to the shore. The bright red raised her hand and touched the moonlight's shoulder, pressing her onto the bench.
She knelt beside her legs, looked down at those devout eyes, picked up the goblet with two fingers, and asked her seductively: "Do you want to drink?"
The bewitched little kitten had already fallen into the gentle embrace, praying to her infatuatedly and devoutly, "I want you."
Hongying raised her lips, "Okay, I'll feed you."
She shook her wrist, the wine swayed in the glass, and the Siren's voice bewitched her again: "Be good, open your mouth." Her voice was very low, like a fire in the night, burning against the kitten's ear.
Yi Nian raised his eyes, his eyes were filled with scorching flames and complete obedience.
The wine just passed his lips and before it entered his throat, it was intercepted by another pair of lips.
Sweet and numbing.
The bright red wine gently flowed from the corner of his mouth to his chin, and then slid along his skin into his clothes. The wine was both cold and hot.
The red shadow in the cup was abandoned aside, and the small lamp in the yard was gently blown by the wind. They got closer under the lamp, so close that they could hear the chaotic drumming in each other's chests.
The greedy kitten sucked the wasted red wine from the corner of his lips. The wine slid down his chin, flowed over his smooth neck, and went straight to the mountain stream, sounding a charming melody.
Yi Ning suddenly took a half step back, then suddenly moved forward, like a tide being pulled back to the shore.
She raised her arms and put them around Wu Siqi's neck, her forehead against his, her voice soft: "Xiao Wu, I..."
Wu Siqi responded to her and pulled the boat to the shore. His red lips fell on the ends of his eyebrows, the corners of his eyes and his temples, each place was very light, like lighting a lamp for her, guiding her on the way forward.
The wind blew under the eaves, shaking the jujube trees in the yard for only a moment before the noise died down. They stopped at the edge of the eaves, their shadows overlapping. Wu Siqi's hair brushed against her face, tickling her so much that her heart skipped a beat.
"I can..." She gently pressed her fingertips on Yi Ning's lips.
"Hush." Wu Siqi looked at her, the stars in his eyes softened beyond words, "I'm yours."
Then he will no longer speak.
Just breathing, heartbeat, and the negative distance of getting a little closer.
The red skirt was like a sunset glow, shrouded in moonlight and slowly dissolving. The small lamp under the eaves was gently bent by the mountain breeze, then straightened up again, the light swaying and then steadying.
I don’t know who stumbled first and who laughed out loud first.
The laughter was swallowed up by the kiss again, neither hurried nor slow, gentle but passionate, like a cluster of fire patiently warming the long night.
There was only an empty cup left in the yard, with a red mark that had not yet dried on the wall of the cup.
Fireworks bloomed one after another tonight, and as they bloomed, they were filled with each other's scent until the red shadow begged for mercy softly.
The greedy little kitty hugged his most precious treasure and fell asleep contentedly.
When she opened her eyes again, the bed was empty and an inexplicable uneasiness surged in her heart.
Outside the window, the morning dew had not yet dried, the birds were singing as usual, and her lover was gone again.
But this time Xiao Wu didn't allow her to look for him, and the nine formations that protected her became a prison that trapped her.
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