Chapter 6 6 "Open your mouth, Fu Tingyun."
It is common sense that it is impossible to buy a handmade puppet customized by the inner sect of Yanshi Sect for 1,200 yuan.
This puppet body was made by the current sect leader three years ago. It cost two million spirit stones, not including the clothes. The hairband he left by the pool was worth more than one hundred thousand.
An ordinary Yanshi inner sect handmade puppet would cost at least two hundred thousand.
At this moment, the girl turned around and looked at him with her clear eyes.
Fu Tingyun raised his chin and looked down at the small whorl on her head.
If she wasn't crazy, stupid or blind, there was no way she would exchange him for that twelve hundred dollar piece of junk.
Su Xiaoyuan looked away and smiled sweetly at her bestie: "Thank you Kaishan."
Fu Tingyun turned his head away.
Su Xiaoyuan really didn't want to part with this face, nor did she want that greasy male model puppet, but after all, she bought the puppet for practice. If she couldn't even take off her pants, no matter how authoritative her face was, it would be useless.
If she doesn’t practice, she won’t be able to pass the inner gate exam. If she can’t enter the inner gate, she can’t conquer Fu Tingyun. If she doesn’t conquer Fu Tingyun, she can’t go home.
An hour passed and neither of them had a good bath.
Ruan Mianmian: "It's almost time for dinner, shall we go eat?"
After all that trouble, Su Xiaoyuan had no appetite and shook her head: "I'll take a fasting pill. I'm a little tired and want to go back to sleep."
Ruan Mianmian nodded: "I won't eat either. There will be no stir-fried pork with raccoon meat for dinner anyway. Let's go." She was a physical cultivator in the Jindan stage and had been fasting for a long time. She ate purely for fun.
Su Xiaoyuan glanced at the Song Jinshu puppet shivering in the corner, not knowing what he had just experienced.
"What should we do with him..." She asked her bestie cautiously, fearing that she would irritate her again, "Should we return it tomorrow?"
Ruan Mianmian gritted her teeth and said, "No! He deceived my feelings. I want to keep him and treat him like a slave! I also want him to help me make the sheets for 1,200 yuan!"
Su Xiaoyuan: “…”
Ruan Mianmian roared at the puppet: "Come here, Song Jinshu!"
The puppet stood up with his knees tucked under him and his feet turned inwards: "As you command, Master."
Then he rolled himself into a ball and literally rolled over.
Su Xiaoyuan: “…”
The two of them took their respective puppets and returned to the outer disciples' dormitory while chatting.
Fu Tingyun quickly learned from their random chat that this was the Yunyu Sect, and that the girl was an outer disciple of the Yunyu Sect, who had obtained this puppet by some coincidence.
Fu Tingyun had some knowledge of all the well-known sects in the Three Realms, and he also knew what the Yunyu Sect, one of the three major factions of the Hehuan Sect, did. He vaguely remembered that his third senior sister had been entangled with an elder of the Yunyu Sect for a period of time a few years ago.
But those were very far away from him, and no Mei Xiu would be so reckless as to approach him.
Fu Tingyun looked around. The place was lush with vegetation and full of spiritual energy. Although there were too many impurities, it was far less pure than the towering Dragon Ridge Peak.
It’s not ideal, but it’s acceptable. After all, you only have to endure it for three months.
Just then, the girl stopped in front of a small courtyard. They had arrived at their destination.
Each outer disciple of the Yunyu Sect has an independent courtyard, but it is smaller than that of the inner disciples. After all, some exercises make too much noise and easily disturb others.
Su Xiaoyuan waved goodbye to her best friend and pushed open the half-open wooden door.
Apart from Ruan Mianmian, there had never been any other guests in her yard. Although puppets were not considered human beings, she was still so nervous that her heart beat faster.
“The yard is a bit small.”
It's more than just small. Fu Tingyun doesn't understand why someone would call it a yard.
Su Xiaoyuan inexplicably felt that she was despised by this puppet again, but he was dressed so well, so his previous owner must have been very rich, maybe a wealthy man with a large estate.
I don't know how it ended up in a second-hand warehouse.
Is it because of brain damage?
She also figured it out. The wealthy owner was so rich that he would definitely not buy a puppet with congenital mental retardation. This puppet would most likely end up on the second-hand market after it was scrapped.
"By the way, Fu Tingyun," she asked casually, "Do you remember who the previous owner was?"
"Remember."
Su Xiaoyuan had asked casually, but she didn't expect him to actually remember: "Who is it?"
Fu Tingyun didn't answer, but gave her an indifferent look and let her understand it herself.
Immortal Lingyue has no obligation to answer anyone's questions.
Sure enough, it wouldn't work without instructions. Su Xiaoyuan sighed inwardly and asked again: "Fu Tingyun, who was your previous master? Please answer."
"Fu Tingyun."
"Yes, your name is Fu Tingyun," Su Xiaoyuan said slowly, speaking with the patience of a kindergarten teacher. "But I'm asking who your previous owner was. Can you tell me? Fu Tingyun?"
"Can."
"Who is it? Fu Tingyun?"
"Fu Tingyun."
"Yes, it's great that you remembered your name so quickly!" Su Xiaoyuan praised him with a smile, fearing that she would hurt the puppet's self-esteem, which might exist or not.
The puppet lifted his thin eyelids, glanced at her with the corner of his sharp eyes, and then turned his head away.
Is this angry? Can puppets also be impotent and furious?
Su Xiaoyuan sighed and gave up. At least her face was really beautiful and her legs were really long.
The legs were so long that she stood on tiptoe to measure them carefully. She estimated that the puppet was about 30 centimeters taller than her, at least 1.9 meters tall.
The door edge of the cabin was at his forehead. Su Xiaoyuan didn't think the house was very low at first, but when he stood in front of the door, the house suddenly looked small.
She took out the key from the storage pouch at her waist, opened the door of the cabin, and pushed it gently inward, saying, "Please come in...it might be a bit messy in there..."
Su Xiaoyuan lowered her head embarrassedly.
When Fu Tingyun was a child, he couldn't stand the chaotic lights, colors and sounds. Later, as his cultivation became more profound, he was no longer so picky about the environment.
The colorless shadowless lamps in Wuji Hall were also custom-made several years ago, but I was too lazy to replace them.
He lowered his eyes to glance at the small part of the girl's neck exposed from her collar, the fine hairs coated in gold by the setting sun, and then looked away.
Now that you are here, make the best of it.
Su Xiaoyuan felt embarrassed, not because the room was really messy, but because she had just cleaned it this morning.
She had lived in this small dormitory for a year, and it was considered her home in this world. Bringing home a puppet she had known for less than a day made her feel ashamed and uneasy that her private space was invaded.
Seeing the puppet bending down and stepping over the threshold, her heart jumped into her throat.
In the small space, the puppet's presence and sense of oppression are stronger.
The "pressure" I felt when I first saw him in the warehouse came over me again like a tidal wave.
Su Xiaoyuan felt difficulty breathing, so she hurried to the south-facing window and pushed it as wide as possible.
The evening breeze blew into the cottage, blowing up the white curtains.
She turned around and saw the puppet bathing in the sunset, his eyes slightly closed, so beautiful that it made people forget to breathe.
Su Xiaoyuan decided to keep him.
Even if the chastity pants cannot be taken off, just put them in the house as a decoration.
Fu Tingyun looked around, closed his eyes, and almost suffocated.
He turned his head and glanced at the girl.
This place is more than just a bit messy, all the "a bit" this person says are not credible.
Since he wiped out the Demon Cave and sealed the Chaos Domain at the age of fifteen, he had never seen such a chaotic place.
He didn't understand how she could cram so many tiny, messy, and indescribable things into such a small, cramped room, not even as big as a box.
Su Xiaoyuan saw the puppet quietly looking at his new home, and followed his gaze to examine her own cozy little house, feeling very satisfied.
Although the sparrow is small, it has all the organs.
Against the east wall was a small single bed with a frame. It had two layers of gauze curtains, one white and the other light mint green, embroidered with daisy petals.
Opposite the bed was a standard five-layer wooden cabinet, but she had repainted it and changed the drawer handles to cat paw shapes. Next to the cabinet were several wicker boxes, storing seasonal clothing, quilts, handkerchiefs, and hairbands. Next to it was a washbasin stand, holding a copper basin, a small wooden tub for foot bathing, and hanging clean cloths. There was also a small porcelain cup for brushing teeth, a small homemade toothbrush, and a porcelain box of green salt and tooth powder...
Although monks can use spells to cleanse their bodies, she has been a modern person for eighteen years and the habits she has developed are difficult to change. She always feels that she cannot clean herself without water.
Beneath the south window stood a small wooden table, serving as both a desk and a dressing table, occasionally also a dining table. Stacked on it were wooden boxes filled with odds and ends, a pen holder carved from bamboo roots, various bottles and jars, charcoal and paints she had made herself, shells and beautiful stones she'd picked up on the beach, gemstone beads she'd bought at the market, phoenix eggshells (something I couldn't tell if real), dragon scales, and spirit paper frogs that, with a little spiritual energy injected into them, would croak and jump all over the room...
Next to the table was an easel she had made herself, made from bamboo poles and hemp rope. On the wooden board was a half-finished quick sketch—a tribute to the ACG couple she had supported in her past life…
Although she is timid, the couple she supports is very wild!
Su Xiaoyuan rushed to the easel, took down the drawing board and turned it upside down on the table.
She glanced at the puppet and saw that he was just looking around indifferently, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The setting sun is shining right on the painting, and the reflection is so bright that you probably can't see it.
However, Fu Tingyun took in everything in the room with just one glance, including the things she had hurriedly hidden.
It was a half-finished painting showing two charming men hugging and kissing each other.
Her painting skills are very poor, does she know that?
He hid it in such a hurry, he must have known about it.
Su Xiaoyuan patted her hot cheeks and picked up a translucent fat-bellied glass bottle from the table, which contained fruit candies she made herself.
They traveled through time and space to another world, and they all liked to replicate some of the food from their original world to ease their homesickness.
In addition to exotic flowers and fruits that contain abundant spiritual power, the world of immortal cultivation also has some mortal fruits. Elder Sang's Huanhua Island has an orange grove, and these candies are made from the oranges she picked there.
She was just about to pour one out to eat when she suddenly met the puppet's eyes.
Her parents taught her since she was young that eating alone is impolite.
So she first asked the puppet: "Fu Tingyun, can puppets eat?"
Twelve hundred dollar rubbish is not allowed, but a high-level puppet like him is allowed.
It is useless to eat it. It cannot absorb spiritual power from food and pills. It will soon melt and dissipate without leaving any trace.
But she asked if it was okay, so he replied, "Yes."
"Have you ever eaten candy, Fu Tingyun?"
Fu Tingyun started fasting when he was still a baby, and has never eaten any solid food in his life.
"No."
"Try it then," she handed him the bottle, "this is the fruit candy I made myself."
The puppet didn't answer, he didn't need it.
Su Xiaoyuan thought he didn't understand, so she poured one into her palm.
The light orange translucent candy rolled in her palm, gleaming in the setting sun, and a fresh, slightly sour aroma was carried by the cool breeze and filled the room.
"This is candy, very sweet, try it." Su Xiaoyuan said to the puppet.
The puppet remained indifferent.
"You don't know how to eat?" Su Xiaoyuan muttered, picked up the candy, and handed it to his mouth, "Open your mouth, Fu Tingyun."
Fu Tingyun parted his lips and held the candy on her fingertips.
Su Xiaoyuan only felt a slight wetness on her fingertips, and quickly retracted her hand, her face starting to feel hot again.
She didn't know that the puppet's lips and tongue were also wet like a real person.
There was an inexplicable itch in my heart, as if I had been licked by a feline.
"Um... you don't know my name yet, right..." Su Xiaoyuan rubbed her fingertips and tried to find something to say to ease the awkwardness. "My name is Su Xiaoyuan, you can also call me Xiaoyuan. Repeat after me, Fu Tingyun, Xiao, Yuan."
Fu Tingyun felt a strange taste melting on his tongue. It turned out that this taste was sweet.
His gaze fell on the girl's face, where the setting sun cast a spot of light, tinting her smooth skin the color of candied orange.
The sugar on the tip of the tongue has melted, but the taste lingers for a long time.
"Xiao, Yuan."
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