Chapter 108 108 Do you want to try to like him?
Seeing that he looked so elegant and refined, Su Xiaoyuan felt embarrassed to recommend him meaty dishes like stir-fried meat, so she recommended some light vegetables and pastries to him.
Immortal Ling Yue took a little of each of the things she recommended, but did not leave. He looked at her empty plate curiously.
Su Xiaoyuan had no choice but to brave the boss's gaze and take something similar to his.
Immortal Master Ling Yue walked over to the stir-fried pork, picked up a wooden spoon and scooped a spoonful into his own plate.
Su Xiaoyuan couldn't believe her eyes. She couldn't connect the otherworldly-looking fairy man in white clothes with the stir-fried pork.
Ling Yue Immortal Venerable turned to her and asked, "This dish looks delicious, Junior Sister, would you like to try it?"
He hadn't smiled since the day they first met. He always spoke with a poker face and a cold tone. It didn't seem like he was asking her to taste the food, but rather ordering her to test for poison.
Su Xiaoyuan had no choice but to walk over and wanted to take the wooden spoon from him, but Ling Yue Xianzun said, "I'll do it," and scooped a spoonful of meat and piled it on her plate.
Even Su Xiaoyuan almost applauded him. After all, he was the number one swordsman. He had an excellent eye and the angle of the spoon was precise and tricky. With one spoon, he produced more meat slices and less side dishes. He was quite professional.
It would be better if there were no school leaders in the cafeteria.
Su Xiaoyuan expected him to just taste the food symbolically and leave quickly. After all, it seemed that the deacon had something to report to him. However, Immortal Master Ling Yue waited until she finished serving the food, asked the deacon to leave, and naturally followed Su Xiaoyuan.
Su Xiaoyuan was in tears and looked at Kaishan and Yu Yingchun. Fellow Daoist Yu was silent as a cicada, and her best friend had a look of fear in her eyes. She shook her head subconsciously, and then nodded with a fearless attitude.
Su Xiaoyuan sighed inwardly. After all, she couldn't bear to drag her best friend into the fire pit with her. She found an empty table and said, "Please take a seat, Immortal Venerable."
Ling Yue Immortal Venerable humbly said: "Junior sister, please."
Su Xiaoyuan originally wanted to sit at the table next to him after he sat down, but when she was stared at by those sharp eyes, she sat down obediently.
Ling Yue Immortal Venerable placed the plate in front of her and asked, "Junior Sister, do you mind if I sit here?"
What else could Su Xiaoyuan say?
Ling Yue Xianzun picked up the chopsticks slowly and tasted each dish briefly.
The way he ate was as elegant and refined as he was as a person, and was truly a feast for the eyes. However, there was one bad thing: when Su Xiaoyuan occasionally glanced at him secretly, she would always accidentally meet his eyes.
Su Xiaoyuan had the illusion that she was food and his gaze was microwave radiation.
She felt that he was about to see through her.
Fortunately, the ancients believed in not talking while eating or sleeping. The boss didn't say a word during the meal, so she didn't have to rack her brains to deal with him.
After finishing his meal, he took out a snow-white silk handkerchief and wiped his mouth.
Su Xiaoyuan noticed that he only took one or two bites of each dish and only finished one puff pastry.
Tianlao Lao, the number one sword master actually likes to eat sweets with milk as much as she does!
Just as she was surprised, Ling Yue Immortal Venerable asked, "Junior sister, are you satisfied with the food in the dining hall?"
Su Xiaoyuan nodded vigorously: "It's delicious!"
This chef’s cooking skills are pretty good. Although there is still a certain gap compared to her puppets, the food is much better than that of the Yunyu Sect. A slight lack of taste is nothing.
From now on, all three meals can be eaten in the dining hall, so her son won’t have to work so hard.
Immortal Master Ling Yue raised his hand, and the deacon who had just quietly left came over like a ghost, standing aside with his hands hanging down respectfully.
The man said, "The fried meat could be spicier. The slices aren't flavorful enough. The pastries are a bit sweet. Reduce the sugar. The fish wasn't caught from the lake that day. There's mud in the berries..."
The deacon beside him bowed and agreed, with cold sweat on his forehead.
The more Su Xiaoyuan listened, the more surprised she was. Ling Yuexianzun's taste was almost exactly the same as hers. What he said was exactly what she had in mind. Although the fish was not caught that day, it was obviously killed alive, and the tiny bit of mud and sand in the berry was negligible.
As expected of a big boss, he is so particular and meticulous about food that he himself doesn’t even eat!
Ling Yue Immortal Venerable gave a long list of instructions, and at the end he said to Su Xiaoyuan, "Junior Sister Su, if there is any dish that doesn't suit your taste in the future, just tell Deacon Wu."
Su Xiaoyuan: "Okay, okay."
She smiled sweetly at the deacon: "Thank you, Deacon Wu."
Deacon Wu's polite smile suddenly became more sincere.
He is a handsome middle-aged man with a good temperament, and his smile makes people feel like spring breeze.
Immortal Master Ling Yue glanced at her, picked up his plate and said goodbye, then left the dining hall with Deacon Wu, leaving Su Xiaoyuan alone with her heart pounding.
The day and night exposure therapy began to show results. Su Xiaoyuan seemed to be a little desensitized to Ling Yue Xianzun. She no longer had the initial fear of being covered in cold sweats and having a blank mind - just like she was scared to death of Fu Demo at the beginning, but now she dared to touch the small snake's scales.
But it was impossible for him to relax. Every time he saw her, he would approach her deliberately and cautiously, obviously because he doubted her background.
"Xiao Yuanzi," her best friend's voice brought her back to her senses, "What did the Immortal Master say to you just now?"
Su Xiaoyuan wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and nose: "We just talked about the dishes in the dining hall..."
Ruan Mianmian uttered a "hmm" and looked at her thoughtfully.
Su Xiaoyuan's cheeks flushed from being stared at by her, and she changed the subject: "Have you finished eating? Let's go back..."
Ruan Mianmian nodded: "I'm waiting for you."
Su Xiaoyuan walked out of the dining hall under countless curious gazes.
After parting with the young couple, she drove Fu Zhishang back to her residence. The puppet heard the crane cry and came out with a lantern.
Su Xiaoyuan got off the car in front of the door, and before she had time to be affectionate with her boyfriend, she received bad news.
"Xiao Yuan," the puppet said straight to the point, "I have to go out tomorrow."
"Are you going to the city?"
The puppet shook his head and said, "Let's go to Juku Island. The middleman we found last time sent a message today saying that he has found the Gu worm, but we need to go to the Ten Witch Sects in Juku Island to trade."
Su Xiaoyuan had taken a geography course on the Ten Continents and knew that Juku Continent was even farther from Taiyan than Yunyu Sect. Even taking the lightest wing boat would take many days. She felt reluctant and asked, "How long will it take?"
"About twenty days."
Su Xiaoyuan's mouth dropped when she heard this: "Do I have to go there in person? Can't we use a teleportation array to send it over? Or hire someone to send it over? It doesn't matter if it costs a little more."
The puppet said, "The members of the Ten Witch Sect have lived in seclusion in the dense forest for generations. Their customs are different from those of ordinary people and their personalities are peculiar. The buyer must personally go and 'invite' them."
Su Xiaoyuan imagined it might be similar to some primitive tribes. She couldn't help but worry: "Wouldn't that kind of place be dangerous?"
The puppet looked down at the sword at his waist: "The sword Xiao Yuan gave me is enough to defend myself."
A man and a puppet walked into the door. The puppet locked the gate from the inside. Su Xiaoyuan put her arms around his waist and leaned on his chest, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes: "But it's been too long. I miss you so much..."
The puppet rubbed the top of her head: "Xiao Yuan can send me a message."
Su Xiaoyuan felt depressed, but she couldn't say anything to keep him. After all, she really needed that kind of insect to go home.
She hugged him silently for a while, then sniffed: "I'll help you pack your luggage."
"Xiao Yuan, go take a shower and rest. I will do this kind of thing." said the puppet.
Su Xiaoyuan said, "Let me clean up. It's still early and I'm bored."
In fact, she just wanted to keep herself busy to relieve the anxiety and reluctance of separation.
The puppet didn't try to stop him: "I'm with Xiao Yuan."
Su Xiaoyuan rummaged through the drawers and put his spare clothes, camping tools, bath towels, slippers, toothbrush and toothpaste into the empty Qiankun bag, and stuffed a bunch of pills and magic tools into it for his self-defense, including the fire-proof beads and Bailin fan given by Yu Yingchun. After thinking about it, she was still worried, so she stuffed her own cloak that kept her warm in winter and cool in summer into the bag as well.
She finally stuffed a can of mixed fruit candies in there: "Eat one when you miss me."
The puppet looked at her seriously: "That will be eaten quickly."
Su Xiaoyuan blushed and muttered, "Aren't you a puppet? You're so sweet."
Maybe he ate too much sugar, Fu Tingyun thought.
"I'll be passing by the Yunyu Sect. Does Xiaoyuan want me to bring anything?"
Su Xiaoyuan thought for a moment and said, "Please bring some Taiyan specialties to the Sect Master, the elders, Senior Sister Wu, and the others. Oh, and also to Sister Xiao and Immortal Lord Mu Qing."
When they left Yunyu Sect, Sister Xiao and Immortal Lord Mu Qing gave her a modified household puppet as a parting gift.
It’s just that Fu Tingyun disliked the abstract puppet a little, so he usually locked it in the warehouse. Now he can take it out and use it.
Su Xiaoyuan took out a pen and paper, made a list, and asked him to go to the city tomorrow to buy some local specialties and bring them to Yunyu Sect.
The puppet took the list and put it away. "The oranges on Huanhua Island should be ripe by the time we return. Would you like me to pick some for you?"
Su Xiaoyuan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Okay, okay, those oranges are very sour and no one wants them. Pick more and we'll make orange candy when we come back."
"Okay." said the puppet.
Su Xiaoyuan walked around the house carrying a half-full Qiankun bag. She had already stuffed in everything she might need, but she was still worried that she had missed something.
Fu Tingyun held her wrist and pulled her to sit down, tucking a strand of hair that had fallen from her cheek behind her ear. "That's enough, Xiaoyuan. I'm only going out for a few days and will be back soon."
"Well," Su Xiaoyuan hugged his waist, buried her face in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "If there is danger, run away. Don't be stubborn outside and don't offend anyone. It doesn't matter if you can't bring the poisonous insect back. You have to come back safely and not get hurt. Do you understand, Fu Tingyun?"
"Okay." The puppet touched the back of her head again and again.
"When you're away from home, stay well and don't treat yourself badly. There's no need to save money, okay?"
"good."
"Go take a shower." Su Xiaoyuan said.
"I'll go get some hot water for Xiaoyuan."
He released his arms from around her and stood up to go to the bathroom, but the girl's slender fingers grabbed his hand.
He lowered his head and met her watery eyes and rosy cheeks.
"Let's go together today..." Su Xiaoyuan said in a low voice.
She was shy and tender-faced, and rarely took the initiative. The two of them had never bathed together when she was awake.
Fu Tingyun's throat was dry and tight, and he could barely utter a word. He squeezed out a few words: "I'll go get some water."
Su Xiaoyuan then let go of his hand, and her fingertips brushed across his palm, causing a tingling sensation.
The puppet quickly prepared water, and in the mist that filled the room, he took off her clothes one by one, leaving only the last piece of clothing. His inorganic eyes looked at her unscrupulously, and his long fingers went around her waist and slowly untied the laces.
Su Xiaoyuan's face was so hot that it was smoking: "Let's turn off the lights."
Fu Tingyun followed suit, cast a spell to extinguish the lamp, carried her into the hot spring, and went out to get a clean towel.
The bathtub was for one person and was not much bigger than a modern bathtub. Fu Tingyun was tall, so it was a bit crowded for the two of them to go in together.
Fu Tingyun held the girl in his arms, the two of them tightly intertwined with each other, so intimate that it was hard to breathe.
Su Xiaoyuan raised her face and used the tip of her tongue to search for his lips in the dark, her waist swinging in a disorderly manner.
But the girl's awkward enthusiasm was even more crazy, and Fu Tingyun almost couldn't resist it. He felt like he was holding an overturned honey jar, and the sticky and sweet syrup had no time to dissolve in the water and was gurgling out again.
He felt dizzy, his chest ached, and blood rushed in his ears. It was not until the girl's frightened gasp brought him back to his senses that he realized he had tightly grasped her waist and pressed against her.
The girl was obviously very scared, but she just trembled silently and did not stop.
She was ready and willing, and she trusted him so much that she silently endured and tolerated his out-of-control and even somewhat rough treatment.
After a moment of ecstasy, he suddenly realized that he was now a "puppet".
His true face could only be hidden in the darkness, and he could not even speak to her with his own voice.
Fu Tingyun felt cold all over in an instant, and a corner of his heart seemed to collapse, and he suddenly loosened his hands.
The air around him seemed to be on the verge of ignition, but suddenly he cooled down.
Su Xiaoyuan shuddered: "What's wrong?"
"I hurt Xiaoyuan just now." Fu Tingyun stroked the finger marks on her shoulder, stood up, stepped out of the bathtub, and knelt by the pool to wash her hair.
Su Xiaoyuan's heart was empty: "Are you unhappy?"
Fu Tingyun gently rubbed her temples: "Xiao Yuan, you don't have to be too nice to me. I'm just your puppet."
Su Xiaoyuan sat up and lay on the edge of the pool, trying to distinguish the outline of the puppet in the darkness: "But I like you, so I want to treat you well."
Fu Tingyun was silent for a while: "Do you want to try to like someone else?"
Su Xiaoyuan shook her head without hesitation: "There is no one else."
Fu Tingyun: "How is Ling Yue?"
Su Xiaoyuan: "...I won't like him." She felt a little guilty saying this. After all, she had had many erotic dreams about Ling Yue Xianzun, and she had to admit that he was exactly what she liked, and he smelled good too.
To use a popular saying, she has some physical liking for him, but that's all.
"Why not give it a try?"
"Try what?"
"Try to like him," the puppet's tone was inexplicably humble, as if begging for alms for his former master, "If you like him, Xiao Yuan will feel better when she takes care of you."
Su Xiaoyuan felt a little sad when she heard this, but it was for her puppet. She pulled his hand over and kissed his palm, then the back of his hand, and then his knuckles: "But I don't want to like him, I only want to like you."
The puppet pulled his hand back: "The water is cold."
That night, Fu Tingyun did nothing and did not enter her dreams. He just held the girl in his arms and listened to her nagging him about this and that.
The puppet was too useless and too stupid. If it were him, he wouldn't have made her so worried that she couldn't sleep.
If it were him, would she also pack his bags for him and hug him and whisper advice?
While he gently patted the girl's back to soothe her to sleep, he was thinking about his plan.
Thanks to the truth serum in Su Xiao's dream, he was able to piece together and outline the outline of that strange world. He also learned that there was no magic in her world, and that "truth serum" and other "magic" items were actually things from another book.
However, those fabricated things gave him a lot of inspiration. Recently, he used the medicinal materials in his own storehouse to conduct repeated experiments and made something similar to truth serum. He also sent the faceless puppet in his palace to sneak into the medicine house and try the medicine on Lin Wan several times.
However, the result disappointed him. Lin Wan didn't know that she was in the book, let alone that she was the "female protagonist". If there was anything unusual about her, it was probably her inexplicable arrogance, and she always thought that God would give her a great mission.
In short, up to now, no "system" or anything like that has come to her.
Just in case, Fu Tingyun hid a forbidden spell in her soul so that he would know if there was any unusual movement.
He also made some changes to Su Xiaoyuan's soul, but it was naturally much gentler. That was a wisp of his consciousness. When the system "wakes up" next time, maybe he can catch it.
Su Xiaoyuan fell into a drowsy sleep late into the night. The next day, she woke up on her own for the first time ever, and sent the puppet man all the way to the gate of Taiyan Mountain. She watched the winged boat he was riding disappear into the sky before turning around and getting on Fu Zhishang's car to go back to Longji Peak for class.
Fu Tingyun pulled his soul out of the puppet and returned to his own body.
He sent the puppet on a long journey with the intention of using his power for personal gain, but it was also true that he had something to do.
But of course he was not going to Jukuzhou to get the poisonous insects, but to the Xiahou family in Yingzhou.
Ever since he learned that Xiahou was also a person in the book and would become the right-hand man of the new "Demon Lord", he had been paying attention to his whereabouts. Finally, news came the day before yesterday, saying that he had encountered some kind of opportunity, which not only repaired his spiritual roots and veins, but also greatly improved his cultivation, and he was heading to his hometown in Yingzhou.
Such an interesting clue should not be missed.
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