He then went through all the books on the bookshelf, but none of them had any content; they were all blank.
Now Mu Yanzhen had no choice but to buy things to pass the time. He could only sit blankly by the window, watching the snowflakes fall outside.
"squeak!"
As Mu Yan was in a daze, something soft suddenly hit him, accompanied by a scream.
Upon closer inspection, it was a snow-white little fox that had fallen to the ground and was unable to move.
Mu Yan hurriedly picked up the little white fox and saw that there was still blood on its paws.
Thinking it had been accidentally injured by an animal trap, I quickly placed it on the table, then used a handkerchief dipped in water to gently clean the wound before bandaging it.
"Poor little thing, how did you end up here? Your leg is injured, so pitiful." Mu Yan looked at the little white fox lying on the table and muttered to himself.
The little white fox seemed to understand, and squeaked.
"I'm not a bad person, don't be afraid, take a rest. It's so miserable, having to come out to find food in this freezing weather." Mu Yan heard the little white fox squeaking and thought it was too scared of him, so he comforted it.
And the little white fox indeed stopped crying and fell into a deep sleep, while Mu Yan quietly watched it.
It wasn't until Lin Han returned and called Mu Yan out to prepare a medicinal bath for him that she discovered there was another creature in the room.
"Master, this little fox is injured and looks quite pitiful. Can I take it in?" Mu Yan asked Lin Han cautiously.
Lin Han looked at the fox on the table, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, and he too took in the little fox.
"Xiao Meng, his luck is incredible, he even ran into a nine-tailed fox." Lin Han sighed as she looked at the weak nine-tailed fox on the table.
Then she ignored Mu Yan and went out to prepare the medicinal bath.
"Alright, take off your clothes and go in." Lin Han said to Mu Yan after putting in the last medicinal herb and heating the bath with fire.
Mu Yan noticed Lin Han staring intently at him, and his ears gradually turned red.
"Hurry up and take it off, aren't you cold?" Lin Han urged, looking at Mu Yan who had been standing still for a long time.
Mu Yan awkwardly took off his coat, and when he saw Lin Han still looking at him, his face turned bright red.
It was only then that Lin Han realized that Mu Yan was shy. It was mainly because he was too avant-garde and thought that showing one's arm was perfectly normal. He hadn't noticed Mu Yan's unusual behavior for a moment.
To prevent Mu Yan from blushing completely, she decisively turned around and walked into the house.
"Go in and soak for an hour. Once the fire goes out, you can come out on your own," Lin Han said before leaving.
At this moment, Mu Yan quickly took off his clothes and went in to soak in the bath wearing only his trousers.
At first, he felt a chill, so cold that Mu Yan almost jumped up.
But considering that this was a medicinal bath that Lin Han had spent a lot of time preparing, she still managed to hold back.
After the extreme cold, the temperature gradually rose, but this was accompanied by excruciating pain, as if his bones were being disassembled and reassembled. Mu Yan groaned in agony as he lay on the edge of the bathtub.
Meanwhile, Lin Han, who was in the room, opened a book and slowly flipped through it. Hearing Mu Yan's wails, she felt a moment of sympathy.
Then he snapped his fingers outwards, and the fireball outside doubled in size, causing Mu Yan's pain to increase exponentially.
The fire was not extinguished until an hour later, and the originally green medicinal bath was now covered with black grime, so smelly that Mu Yan almost fainted.
He quickly climbed out of the bucket and went back to his room to wash up.
Then it was at this moment that Lin Han realized she seemed to have forgotten to refill the fireball in Mu Yan's room.
Hurry up and refill his fire, while Mu Yan is shivering as he washes himself in cold water. He's too embarrassed to go to Lin Han for a fire while naked.
I was prepared to grit my teeth and get through it, but suddenly the whole room felt warm.
Looking at the small fireballs swirling outside the window, Mu Yan smiled, then quickly finished his bath and prepared to rest.
The next day, Lin Han was awakened by pain. The throbbing headache made her break out in a cold sweat.
"Xiao Meng, send me Lin Han's background information," Lin Han said, enduring the pain.
At first, Lin Han thought that as long as she knew the main plot, it wouldn't matter whether she knew the background of the body she was using.
But the sudden pain made her realize that if she didn't know the original owner's backstory, she might not be able to hold on for long.
Xiao Meng transmitted the plot to her and skillfully shielded Lin Han from pain.
Only then did Lin Han have time to look at the original owner's storyline.
The more I read, the more shocked I became. The original owner was a sinful immortal in the celestial realm, punished to be banished to the mortal world and never to return to the heavenly court.
At the same time, he was also restricted by a spell, and only one-fifth of his magic remained. Every few days, he would suffer from headaches, making his life worse than death.
The worst part is that she couldn't take her own life, and even if she went to meet the attacks of others, she couldn't die.
At most, she would be seriously injured or disabled; in short, she would be immortal and exist eternally between heaven and earth. This was the punishment that the Heavenly Emperor gave her.
"My God, I'm using her body now and I still get headaches from time to time. Is it really that bad?" Lin Han broke out in a cold sweat as soon as she recalled the excruciating pain she had just experienced.
"Maybe you should put in a little more effort, go back and wreak havoc in Heaven, and then, relying on your immortality, cause as much trouble as you can?" Xiao Meng gave Lin Han a not-so-bright idea.
"If this body could go up there, it would have done so long ago. Sigh, what a tragedy. I've been labeled a sinful immortal for no reason." Lin Han sighed, shook his head, and stopped sleeping.
She turned around and went outside to stay in the snow. The falling snowflakes made Lin Han look even smaller.
Inside the house, Mu Yan saw Lin Han standing in the snow, covered in snow, and quickly grabbed an oil-paper umbrella and went outside.
"Master! The snow is too heavy, let's use an umbrella." Mu Yan thoughtfully handed the umbrella to Lin Han, and then, seeing that Lin Han was only wearing a very thin flowing fairy dress, he took out a cloak and draped it over her shoulders.
Although Lin Han wasn't cold, she gladly accepted Mu Yan's kindness.
"Go back now. I'll find you a cultivation manual later. Try to do what's written on it," Lin Han said, turning her head slightly to look at Mu Yan.
Mu Yan listened to Lin Han and went back inside.
As soon as he returned to the room, he saw the little fox standing up shakily, looking at Mu Yan as he entered.
"You're awake. Are you hungry? Come and eat something." Mu Yan broke off some bread and fed it to the little fox, stroking its smooth fur.
The little fox looked at the breadcrumbs in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then ate them.
Watching the little fox eat with relish, Mu Yan suddenly felt hungry, so he took out the remaining bread and ate with the little fox.
"Lin Han, did you forget to give Mu Yan the Bigu Pill?" Xiao Meng asked Lin Han, looking at Mu Yan who was eating bread.
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