Chapter 31 31 “I can kill him.”
Su Xiaoyuan took the cat from his hands and held it in her arms: "Xiao Shenxing, you also know that you miss me, right?"
After just two touches, the cat jumped to the ground and ran away into the grass.
Su Xiaoyuan: “…” He didn’t look like he missed her at all. Most likely, he didn’t catch any prey outside, so he came here to take advantage of her. When he saw that she didn’t bring any food back, he immediately got angry and ran away.
This is the cat, Su Xiaoyuan sighed and looked at Fu Tingyun.
The moonlight was hazy, the night was gentle, and the puppet's sharp profile also softened a little.
"What about you, Fu Tingyun?" she blurted out. "Will you miss me?"
Fu Tingyun turned his head, the girl's face was shrouded in the gentle night, but he could still clearly see the tears flashing in her eyes.
He looked away: "Puppets don't know what it means to miss someone."
This answer wasn't surprising, but Su Xiaoyuan was still a little disappointed. She muttered, "I'm so disappointed I missed you when I was out there."
"Really?" asked the puppet.
She said she missed him, but she actually didn't go home for the entire day off which happened once every ten days. She stayed with Xiahou from morning till night and was simply too happy to leave.
Dinner was ready at dusk, but it had gotten cold.
When it got dark, he threw away the food as it was, cooked it clean, and washed the pots and plates.
In her eyes, he was just a puppet, and no one would explain to the puppet when coming home late.
That's great. He retracted the spiritual consciousness he had just released.
She would be leaving soon anyway, so why should he worry about who she was hanging out with?
But when he saw her running towards him and throwing herself into his arms, something in his chest still trembled.
The puppet core, which was extremely hard and could only be destroyed by the molten abyss, seemed to have melted a corner in her tears.
He never comes home all day, gets bullied outside, and then comes back to act tough.
He held a lantern to light the way for her, took her sleeve and led her back home. He skillfully fetched water, heated it, wet a cloth, handed it to her to wipe her face and hands, and gave her a cold, wet handkerchief to apply to her eyes to prevent her eyelids from swollen when she woke up the next day.
"Would you like to take a bath?" he asked.
Su Xiaoyuan's upper body was lying on the bed, her feet stretched out, and a handkerchief covering her eyes.
After walking around all day, of course she wanted to take a shower, but taking a shower would require Fu Tingyun to leave. She didn't want to chase him out now, she wanted him to stay with her for a while.
She shook her head: "I don't want to move now, let me soak my feet first."
Fu Tingyun then fetched a bucket of water and heated it up.
Su Xiaoyuan took off the scarf from her eyes, sat up, took off her shoes and socks, soaked her feet in hot water, and sighed comfortably.
Fu Tingyun lowered his eyes and looked into the water.
It seemed like I walked a lot that day, and my toes and heels were rubbed red by my shoes.
I really don't know what's so good about this palm-sized market in a remote village. I go there every now and then, and sometimes spend most of the day or even the whole day there.
"Fu Tingyun, what do you do at home all day?" Su Xiaoyuan asked.
"nothing."
"You're not going to do nothing, are you? Just stand around all day?"
"Sit down."
"Boring?"
"The puppet man doesn't know what boredom is."
Before she finished speaking, the girl's eyes suddenly turned red again.
"What's wrong?" Fu Tingyun noticed something was wrong. Although he often complained about her being too talkative, she was not the kind of person who would cry after just a few words. Most of the time, she was stronger and more optimistic than he expected.
Su Xiaoyuan held back her tears and shook her head.
She didn't know what was wrong with her. When she heard him say that puppets didn't know this or that, she felt sad for no reason.
Because it is not a real person, it would be discarded as an object by the previous owner, so Senior Brother Xiahou would not hesitate to order it to be destroyed immediately.
She suddenly felt so sorry for him.
Su Xiaoyuan knew that human sympathy might be worthless to him, but she couldn't help but think so.
"Did Xia Hou do something to you?" The puppet's voice was even colder than usual, chilling to the heart. "I can kill him."
Su Xiaoyuan shuddered and her tears were scared back. She seemed to feel a real murderous intent from this puppet.
She quickly shook her head: "No, no, Senior Brother Xiahou is very good to me. He didn't do anything. No one bullies me."
The puppet looked away silently: "Okay."
But the cold murderous intent in him did not disappear.
Su Xiaoyuan couldn't help but think of the "evil curse" that Senior Brother Xiahou had mentioned, and her heart skipped a beat.
"Fu Tingyun, do you know if there's any kind of curse... on you? Something unusual?"
The puppet looked into her eyes: "Evil curse?"
"right……"
"Did Xia Hou tell you?"
Su Xiaoyuan shook her head subconsciously: "No, no, I occasionally hear people say that some puppets have strange spells or something..."
Of course Fu Tingyun could tell that she was lying. It must have been what that Xiahou boy said.
But he actually didn't care what Xiahou said about him.
"No," he answered simply.
Su Xiaoyuan felt a little relieved, but then she thought, the puppet himself might not know what curse was cast on him?
I still have to wait until tomorrow to take him to see the curse-breaker.
Although she just met Jiang Mingyi today, she inexplicably liked this young lady and subconsciously felt that she was trustworthy.
Maybe it was the confident look on her face when she said she could break the curse that gave her confidence.
"Fu Tingyun, tomorrow I'm going to take you to the city to meet someone and check the formations on you..."
"who?"
"You don't know him, a Dharma cultivator named Jiang Mingyi, a wandering curse-breaker. We met him in the city today."
Fu Tingyun: “…” Jiang Mingyi was one of the pseudonyms his third senior sister often used when she was traveling around the world, cheating and deceiving people. He should have known that she would not stay quietly in the city waiting for the Wushan Festival.
Seeing the puppet frowning and looking unhappy, Su Xiaoyuan hurriedly explained, "She's a nice person and very enthusiastic. And don't worry, I won't let anyone do anything to you."
"What are you going to do if you find out that I have an evil curse on me?" the puppet suddenly asked her.
"She said that even if there is an evil curse, it can be broken..."
"What will you do if there is something she can't solve?" The puppet stepped forward, staring into her eyes, somewhat aggressively.
Su Xiaoyuan felt the suffocating sense of oppression and invasion again, and unconsciously shrank back.
Fu Tingyun took a step back and said calmly, "The puppet with an unbreakable curse should be destroyed."
Of course Jiang Mingyi would not let them burn him. There was no evil curse on him. It was just a formation to protect his puppet body.
He felt a little regretful for a moment.
What would she do if he really was under a spell?
Seeing how timid and cowered she was just now, she would definitely send him to be destroyed without hesitation.
This is human nature. If an object threatens one's safety, everyone will abandon it without hesitation.
"The water's cold." He said indifferently and turned to get a towel from the shelf.
"Fu Tingyun," the girl called from behind, her voice soft but resolute. "I won't let anyone destroy you. If this curse breaker can't remove it, I'll take you to another continent and find a more powerful one. There must be a way."
Fu Tingyun's hand holding the towel paused for a moment.
"What if the Sect Master and the Elders force you to destroy it, or else expel you from the sect?"
"The Sect Master and the elders are all reasonable people. You didn't do anything wrong, so why do they force me to destroy you?" Su Xiaoyuan thought for a moment, "I can ask them for a long vacation and take you to find the best curse breaker in the Three Realms.
"If that doesn't work, I'll buy you a house outside the sect and let you live there. Once I pass the entrance exam, I'll be able to leave the Yunyu Sect freely. Then I'll bring you with me, okay?"
If her life was destined to last only a year, she would not abandon anyone she loved before her final farewell - including the puppet.
Fu Tingyun moved his lips but couldn't utter a word.
She must have thought about it all the way before making the decision, but she didn't know that the power to decide was never in her hands.
He turned around, his expression still indifferent: "Aren't you afraid that I will hurt you?"
"Will you hurt me, Fu Tingyun?" The girl looked up at him.
"Won't."
"That's good." She smiled brightly, and the small room seemed to be filled with spring light.
There are only two days left until the Wushan Festival. The entire Wushan Festival lasts for seven days. The first few days are sporadic small celebrations, temple fairs, garden parties, etc. The last day is the highlight, with a parade of gods during the day, a sacrifice to the goddess at the temple at dusk, and a purification ceremony at the goddess pond at night.
The latter two activities are only limited to the sect, but the parade is watched by visitors from all directions.
Fu Tingyun predicted that Fengyue Sect would cause trouble at the parade.
He planned to take advantage of the chaos and leave after dealing with those hooligans.
This was decided long ago.
However, looking at her smiling face at this moment, he suddenly felt that this decision was a bit hasty.
Perhaps I could just extract the soul and leave this useless puppet body to her.
Maybe I can ask Third Senior Sister tomorrow. She should be able to find a way to get his soul back.
Fu Tingyun lowered his eyes: "I'll go get some water."
"Wait," Su Xiaoyuan pointed at the table, "Give me that Qiankun bag. I have something to give you."
Fu Tingyun took out the Qiankun bag.
Su Xiaoyuan didn't take out the twenty or so sets of clothes. Instead, she took out a palm-sized brocade box and handed it to him: "Take a look."
Fu Tingyun opened the lid and found a pair of rings made of Kunlun gold, one large and one small.
Su Xiaoyuan knew that the rings in the world of immortal cultivation did not have the special meaning that they had in modern times, but she still felt a little embarrassed.
"It's a communication ring," she explained. "You said it wouldn't be boring, but if you need to find me, or I need to find you, it would be more convenient to wear it. Try it on."
Fu Tingyun did not go to get it.
Su Xiaoyuan took out the small one and put it on the middle finger of her left hand, then took out the big one and said, "Give me your left hand."
Fu Tingyun then raised his hand and handed it to her.
The girl's soft hands gently grasped his fingertips and put the ring on his ring finger: "The size is just right, like it was custom-made."
Fu Tingyun doesn't like any rings, bracelets or anything like that, perhaps because he doesn't like being bound by nature.
The material and workmanship of this Kunlun gold ring are not of the highest quality.
But surprisingly, it's not annoying.
"I'll try to send you a message. Please go outside."
Fu Tingyun picked up the bucket and walked outside to pour it out.
As soon as he put down the bucket, he heard the girl's voice in his ears, so close that it seemed like when she was practicing "ear rubbing", her lips almost touching his earlobe and earlobe, whispering softly into his ear canal.
"Fu Tingyun, Fu Tingyun, can you hear me?"
Fu Tingyun swallowed involuntarily: "I can hear you, Su Xiaoyuan."
Su Xiaoyuan exclaimed softly and muttered to herself: "How could the sound be so close to my ear... It scared me... Never mind, as long as it works, come in."
Fu Tingyun entered the room, and Su Xiaoyuan took out more than a dozen sets of clothes from her Qiankun bag one after another: "These are all bought for you, pick out the ones you like and wear them."
Fu Tingyun took a look and found that most of the clothes were colorful, not what he was used to.
But it doesn't seem unpleasant to change it up occasionally.
"Why did you buy clothes for me?" he asked.
Su Xiaoyuan pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and said, "Last time, you cut off your own undershirt to make me a menstrual belt... I didn't thank you properly. Today, when I went to buy clothes for the Wushan Festival, I bought a few for you as well."
She handed him the Qiankun bag as well: "You can keep it in this bag normally."
She was too embarrassed to take out the tiger, leopard, and mermaid costumes for the time being, so she hid them in the Qiankun bag that contained her clothes.
After a day of strolling around, her emotions were up and down. She was so exhausted that she asked the puppet to fetch some water to wipe her body and change into her pajamas. As soon as she touched the pillow, her eyelids quickly became heavy and she couldn't open her eyes.
Fu Tingyun was about to go out to meditate. As soon as he pushed the door open, the girl on the bed suddenly spoke: "Fu Tingyun..."
The puppet stopped.
"Don't go," the girl closed her eyes, as if she was talking to him, or as if she was talking in her sleep, "Don't go, stay with me..."
Fu Tingyun hesitated for a few breaths, then bolted the door, dragged his mat out from under the bed, spread it beside her bed, and lay down flat: "I'm here."
"Hmm..." The girl let out a soft hum from her nose and turned over to the outside. A few strands of long hair fell from the side of the bed.
Fu Tingyun felt the ends of her hair brushing against his face, which aroused his itch.
He couldn't help but raise his hand to hold it and sniff it gently. The light and clean fragrance reminded him of the time when he was a child and walked out of Wuji Palace after practicing sword all night. The morning sun dyed the snow-capped peaks golden, and the morning breeze blew on his face.
"Remember to cover your belly with a blanket..." the girl murmured.
"Um."
Fu Tingyun did not hold his breath intentionally. He smelled the fragrance of the girl's hair and fell asleep unknowingly.
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