Chapter 107 107 Why are you swollen?
After Ling Yue Immortal Venerable left, the puppet went to clean the room and cook supper for her. Su Xiaoyuan lay flat on the bed and reviewed the situation. After a long time, she still felt that the boss would not let her go so easily. There must be some tricks waiting for her.
By the way, she fainted while soaking in the hot spring just now. I wonder if Immortal Master Ling Yue did anything to her spiritual residence and soul?
The more she thought about it, the more scared she became: "Fu Ting..."
Suddenly remembering that this was Ling Yuexianzun's real name, she was a little hesitant to say it, so she changed her words and said, "A Kui——"
The puppet quickly came over with a small bowl of rose apricot curd for her midnight snack.
He placed the food tray beside the couch and helped her up: "What's wrong, Xiaoyuan?"
Su Xiaoyuan always felt that the puppet's eyes and eyebrows were more lively than when Immortal Ling Yue was present.
So her little puppet was probably a little scheming and knew how to play dumb in front of its former owner.
The puppet picked up the small bowl and scooped apricot curd with a spoon to feed her.
Su Xiaoyuan didn't have much of an appetite, but since this was the midnight snack the puppet had painstakingly prepared, she gratefully opened her mouth and ate it mouthful by mouthful, asking, "Is there any way to tamper with a person's spirit palace and soul without that person noticing?"
The puppet frowned slightly: "Who does Xiao Yuan want to cast evil magic on?"
Su Xiaoyuan quickly said no: "I'm just asking casually, when a person faints or falls asleep, is it possible for someone to unknowingly reveal their inner secrets?"
The puppet said, "It's just a soul-searching magic, but the person who is cast with it will either die or go crazy."
Su Xiaoyuan knew this common sense, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no such thing as truth serum in this world.
After finishing her midnight snack, she got up to brush her teeth and suddenly found that the hem of her clothes was dragging on the ground. Then she remembered that she was still wearing Ling Yue Xianzun's clothes, and her face turned red.
It must be that after Immortal Ling Yue pulled her out of the spiritual spring, he found that her clothes were wet, so he changed her into his own clothes.
But couldn't he use his spiritual power to steam her body and clothes dry?
She thought about it and guessed that it was because her Qi was flowing backwards, so there was no taboo in using magic.
That big guy practices the Way of Mercy, not the Way of Joy. It is absolutely impossible for him to take the opportunity to see her naked.
After all, this is the world of cultivating immortals. The wise and intelligent people regard the physical body as dead wood and dirt. He doesn't even care about his own dignity, so how could he care about others.
Although I comforted myself in this way, I still wanted to leave the earth overnight.
Su Xiaoyuan quickly asked the puppet to get her pajamas and changed into Ling Yue Xianzun's clothes.
The changed clothes became a problem again.
These are not her own clothes, so of course she cannot handle them or keep them without permission. She has to wash them and return them to the owner, but how?
Let the puppet send it over to avoid direct contact... Su Xiaoyuan thought ostrichly.
But then she remembered the terrifying formation outside Wuji Palace, and going to the summit without permission could be dangerous. Furthermore, just because Ling Yue Immortal Venerable had magnanimously allowed her to keep the old puppet didn't mean he'd happily accept it. What if he felt irritated by seeing it again and changed his mind about burning it? Who could she turn to for justice?
After much thought, I decided to send a message to the boss himself tomorrow.
Su Xiaoyuan lay back on the bed with a lot on her mind, and she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The puppet sat beside the bed and helped her massage and relax, kneading her lower dantian: "Xiaoyuan soaked in the spiritual spring, and the spiritual energy is blocked in your dantian. I will help you dissolve it."
Su Xiaoyuan was about to ask how to dissolve it, but he had already untied her belt with ease.
In the darkness, Su Xiaoyuan and the puppet held hands tightly, the scent of the undergarment lingering in her nose. Her mind was almost broken, and her nails dug into the back of his hand.
"Why doesn't Xiaoyuan call me?" The puppet suddenly stopped and raised his head.
"I... am in a new place, so I feel a little embarrassed," Su Xiaoyuan made an excuse, "Hurry up, I want to sleep."
The puppet said stubbornly: "I want to hear Xiao Yuan call my name."
It seemed as if she would not be allowed to suffer if she was not called.
Su Xiaoyuan could only call out softly: "Fu Tingyun..."
The puppet licked slowly from bottom to top, but when he reached the key point, he suddenly slowed down his movements and passed it by sloppily: "Too light."
Su Xiaoyuan was stuck in this dilemma and could only raise her voice slightly.
His movements also became slightly heavier.
Su Xiaoyuan knew that this puppet was up to no good again, but she couldn't do anything about it. She didn't want to act like a master and order him around, so she had to call out even louder.
She was still frightened by the turmoil caused by the name. Her heart trembled every time she called out the name, for fear that the real owner would hear it. Later, she became distracted and didn't care anymore.
The puppet's movements also changed with her voice, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes long, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, and she would stop from time to time to praise: "It sounds really good, I like it."
In the end, Su Xiaoyuan was in a daze and could only cry out that name. The face of the puppet and the wet and disheveled appearance of Ling Yue Immortal Venerable seen in the spiritual spring flashed alternately in her mind. She didn't know who she was calling, and she couldn't even tell who was buried under her.
The clouds dispersed and the rain stopped. She felt like a drowning person emerging from the water, gasping for breath, her scalp tingling. Her sanity gradually returned, and she felt mixed emotions. Whether out of guilt or for some other reason, she got carried away and broke the unspoken "rule" between them and reached out to shake his hand.
Fu Tingyun trembled all over and immediately grabbed her wrist, but it was too late. The girl screamed: "Fu Tingyun! What are you doing..."
Su Xiaoyuan could feel the scorching heat of the erection through two layers of fabric. The puppet didn't want her to touch it, but she had seen it before and touched it before, and it wasn't like this before. Why did it seem to be on par with Ling Yuexianzun's now...
Her mind skipped a beat, and she stammered, "Fu...Fu Tingyun, why are you swollen?"
After saying that, she wanted to bury herself.
Fortunately, the puppet didn't feel embarrassed and just said lightly, "That's what happens when you do something like this."
Su Xiaoyuan swallowed her saliva and said with difficulty: "But it didn't seem so..."
"The time when Xiao Yuan helped me?" the puppet said in a businesslike and arrogant manner, "Maybe I've been serving Xiao Yuan too much lately."
For the first time, Su Xiaoyuan deeply felt what kind of book she was wearing.
It's fine for a First Sword Master to carry a giant sword, but why would a combat and household puppeteer have something like this? Not only is it exaggerated, but it can also transform into a second stage!
After a while, her palms began to beat faster, and she realized, "Are you uncomfortable like this?"
The puppet said, "It's OK."
That's uncomfortable. Will I get sick if it's like this every night?
"Um..." she stammered, "Do you want me to help you?"
Su Xiaoyuan thought he would flatly refuse her as before, but she didn't expect the puppet to just look at her silently. Although she couldn't see his face in the dark, she still felt like she was being stared at by a wild beast, and her heart was pounding.
After a while, the puppet said, "Okay."
If he really wanted to, Su Xiaoyuan felt a little embarrassed to do it. She took a few deep breaths and thought to herself that she would just treat it as practice.
While she was still preparing herself mentally, the puppet came over to her side and gently placed his hand on the back of her hand.
The puppet put his lips next to her ear. Su Xiaoyuan listened to the breathing sound beside her ear becoming rapid, heavy and disordered, and a strange comfort arose in her heart. Such a tall "person" lying in front of her like a jade mountain still often gave her a sense of oppression, but now he was completely under her control.
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve used too much of that fumigate scent, but he seemed to be marinated in it, and his skin and hot breath seemed to have that scent.
Su Xiaoyuan couldn't help but indulge in it, her consciousness gradually blurred, and the image of the man in the spiritual spring appeared before her eyes again. Her mind couldn't help but waver, as if she was being controlled by another person...
The mere imagination made her feel frightened and terrified, but there was also a hint of secret excitement mixed in with the fear.
The puppet suddenly gasped heavily in her ear, suddenly grasped her wrist, and said in a trembling voice, "Enough."
Su Xiaoyuan let go of her hand in a daze: "But not yet..."
The puppet grasped her hand in his palm and rubbed her wrist, his voice shaking unnaturally: "Okay, I don't want to dirty Xiao Yuan."
"It's okay. It was the same last time..." Su Xiaoyuan coughed lightly twice.
"Not anymore in the future." Fu Tingyun said firmly.
Seeing that he insisted, Su Xiaoyuan had no choice but to mutter "Okay", snuggle into his arms, hugged his thin waist, and soon fell asleep.
There were no classes on the second day, so the new disciples were led by the deacons to visit the various peaks of the sect, familiarizing themselves with the class locations and various sect facilities.
When Su Xiaoyuan woke up, the puppet was gone.
After getting up, she took out the communication mirror, prepared herself mentally for a moment, opened the complex rune, and sent a message to Ling Yuexianzun: [Thank you for last night, Xianzun...]
She hesitated for a moment, erased the word "Immortal Venerable" and changed it to "Senior Brother".
[Thank you, Senior Brother, for saving me and sending me back last night.]
She thought it would take a long time for the boss to reply, but a moment later, the communication mirror made a "ding" sound: [Junior sister is being polite.]
Su Xiaoyuan then said: "I have cleaned Senior Brother's clothes. I don't know how to return them to him."
Lingyue Immortal Venerable: [Just bring it to me during class tomorrow.]
[Okay, okay.] Su Xiaoyuan replied and let out a long sigh, thinking that this round of conversation was over.
But before she put down the mirror, it rang again.
[Did you feel any discomfort in your meridians and Dantian last night?]
Su Xiaoyuan thought about how she had uncontrollably fantasized about him last night, and her heart started beating wildly: [No, thank you for your concern, Senior Brother.]
[Okay, if Dantian is blocked, you can relieve it by moving Qi.]
Su Xiaoyuan thanked him and waited for a while holding the communication mirror. This time the boss didn't send any message. She put down the mirror with trembling hands and let out a long breath.
I got up, petted the cats and dogs for a while, fed the snake some food, and it was almost time to go out.
Su Xiaoyuan asked the puppet to lead out the spiritual crane and put it on the cloud car.
This crane got into big trouble yesterday, but it didn't seem guilty at all and even stuck its neck out and cried "Ahhh".
No wonder Ling Yue Xianzun also said it was stupid. Su Xiaoyuan never bothered with fools. She just stroked its neck and back feathers and said, "Don't lead the way blindly next time."
The puppeteer reminded: "It doesn't have a name yet."
Su Xiaoyuan originally wanted to give it a more fashionable name, but considering its performance last night, she decided to give it a small punishment and said, "I'll call you Fu Zhiqi."
The Linghe seemed to understand what she said. As long as she called "Fu Zhishang", it would clap its hands happily and respond to her with "ah ah".
Su Xiaoyuan felt guilty about bullying an honest bird, and she defended herself by saying, "Intelligence is a good thing. I gave you this name in the hope that you will become smarter and smarter."
They took a crane cart to the gathering place at the foot of Dragon Ridge Peak, and the deacon from yesterday was still leading the three of them.
Su Xiaoyuan took out the communication mirror and told her best friend about her encounter with Ling Yue Immortal Venerable while soaking in the spiritual spring last night. Of course, she did not mention that she had committed a heinous crime by capturing the Immortal Venerable's body. She only said that she fainted in the spiritual spring and the Immortal Venerable sent her back to her residence.
But Ruan Mianmian still nearly threw the communication instrument out of the car window: [Oh my God! If this isn't fate, what is it?]
Su Xiaoyuan: “…”
It's clearly a bad fate.
The deacon took them around the various peaks to familiarize them with the class locations of various courses. He also took them to the Cangjian Pavilion, the Library, the Medicine House, and the Cardinal Pavilion where they received their tasks. Then he took them to the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall to receive disciple uniforms and basic magic tools, cinnabar talisman paper, ten-day supply of fasting pills, Yiling pills, and the like.
Su Xiaoyuan was surprised to find that the main buildings on each peak were equipped with toilets, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had been worried that she would suffocate after attending classes outside all day, but it seemed that her worries were unnecessary.
A large sect like Tai Yan has really well-equipped facilities, even if almost no one uses them.
After visiting the sect and returning to Longji Peak, the deacon took them to the newly built dining hall.
Su Xiaoyuan didn't expect that there was a dining hall here. Immortal Ling Yue certainly didn't eat, and she was the only one among this group of disciples who didn't practice fasting. She was moved in her heart, but then she figured it out.
Not all monks are indifferent to worldly desires, otherwise there wouldn't be so many restaurants and shops in the cities near Taiyan.
Then it is only natural that Longji Peak would build a dining hall for the new disciples.
Taiyan is several times as big as the Yunyu Sect. After the tour, when they dispersed near the dining hall, the sun was about to set. Su Xiaoyuan and her best friend, Yu Yingchun, experienced the dining hall of Longji Peak.
There were also many new disciples who stayed to have a bite to eat. After a day of traveling together, although they might not be able to call each other's names, they all became familiar with each other and smiled and nodded at each other when they passed by.
As expected of disciples selected based on their character, all the new classmates look kind and benevolent.
The dining hall here is a little different from the one in Yunyu Sect. It is a bit like a modern buffet. Various dishes are served in large plates and bowls that are kept warm by spiritual power, and disciples can take them in small bowls and plates as needed.
The three of them took trays at the door to get their food. A Nascent Soul stage cultivator noticed and cheered, "Stir-fried pork with raccoon power! There's actually stir-fried pork with raccoon power!"
Su Xiaoyuan took a quick look and found that there were dozens of dishes, including meat, poultry, fish, shrimp, cakes and sweet soups. It was a dazzling array, and they were all her favorite dishes. She suddenly had difficulty making a choice.
I was staring at the food in a daze when I suddenly felt something was wrong. After thinking for a while, I realized that the buzzing sound of conversation around me suddenly disappeared, and the huge space was completely silent.
Her heart skipped a beat, and then she heard a familiar voice behind her: "Junior Sister?"
Su Xiaoyuan turned around in surprise, only to see Ling Yue, an elegant immortal in white, standing behind her, with a gaunt middle-aged deacon next to him.
She had never expected that Ling Yue Immortal Venerable would appear in the dining hall, and hurriedly bowed and greeted: "Disciple greets Immortal Venerable."
Immortal Ling Yue's eyes moved slightly, but perhaps because he was in front of other people, he did not correct her.
Su Xiaoyuan knew that all eyes in the dining hall would be focused on them, so she asked, "Is the Immortal Venerable coming to eat too?"
Ling Yue Immortal Venerable glanced at the stern-looking middle-aged man beside him and said, "It's the first day the dining hall is open. I came to check on the situation."
It turned out that it was the leader who came to inspect. Su Xiaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief and secretly hoped that he would finish the inspection and leave quickly.
But the man seemed to see through her thoughts and said to the butler, "You have to taste it to know what it tastes like."
The deacon immediately understood and quickly took the plate and presented it to him.
Ling Yue Xianzun held the plate calmly and looked at the dishes with interest: "Junior sister, do you have any recommendations?"
Su Xiaoyuan: “…”
Do I look like a vegetable to you?
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