Chapter 61 30 Days of No Astringency
When the man in black attacked, Su Xiaoyuan was looking down to send a message to Elder Bai. She did not see the evil cultivator coming out of the water. She only heard a "splash" on the water surface, followed by a "chi" sound. When she looked down, she saw the tip of a knife sticking out from the puppet's waist.
She felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave, her ears were buzzing, and she stood there in a daze for a second or two.
Is that evil cultivator crazy? He's seen him kill people, yet he still comes after him? Do these evil cultivators have any KPIs? What's his goal?
Even more confused than her was the evil cultivator himself.
The moment before, he was hiding in the water, feeling lucky for having saved his life from the hands of the God of Death, and the next moment, he jumped out of the water uncontrollably to stab someone.
By the time Su Xiaoyuan reacted and let out a trembling scream, the puppet had already pulled out the hilt of the knife from his waist and stabbed the evil cultivator who had attacked him through the heart with his backhand.
The evil cultivator fell face down into the water, splashing a large amount of water.
He was still confused until his death. What was he trying to achieve?
The puppet covered the bloody hole on his waist with his hand, a trace of confusion flashed in his empty eyes, and blood flowed from between his fingers, staining his red clothes deep red.
He swayed, as if he was unsteady on his feet.
"Fu Tingyun..." Su Xiaoyuan hurriedly supported him, and when she felt the wetness on his lower back, she choked immediately, and two strings of tears rolled down her face.
"It's okay, don't cry." The puppet raised his hand and touched her tears with his fingertips.
He didn't look fine at all. He couldn't even stand steadily and kept falling on her.
"What's wrong with you, Fu Tingyun? Don't scare me..."
He put his arm around her waist loosely, resting his chin on her shoulder.
Although the injury was intentional, he went a little too far. The puppet body lost too much spiritual energy at once, triggering the self-protection mechanism of the formation. Now he was really about to faint.
He frowned, a little disgusted: "I said, I'm too weak..."
Hearing such self-loathing words, Su Xiaoyuan's heart almost broke. She gently touched the back of his head: "You are not weak Fu Tingyun, it's all your previous master's fault... Don't say that next time..."
"Hmm." Fu Tingyun groaned and hung on her.
The big man who was over 1.9 meters tall pressed down heavily, and Su Xiaoyuan, a delicate and weak female cultivator of Hehuan, was almost knocked to the ground by him.
"Let me help you sit down first..." she said with difficulty.
The puppet nodded weakly and sat down cooperatively, but he fell to one side as soon as he sat down. Su Xiaoyuan could only sit next to him and let him lean on her arms.
"Fu Tingyun, how do you treat the puppet's injuries?" she asked.
The puppet's eyes were tightly closed, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and he just snorted when he heard her words.
"Never mind, let me help you stop the bleeding first..." She was in a panic, rummaging in her Qiankun bag, but only took out a bunch of useless flowers and fruits.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered that there was someone else on the boat, and quickly turned around to ask for help: "Xia Hou..."
Before she could utter the word "Senior Brother", she shut her mouth because Senior Brother Xiahou was lying on the deck and had fainted at some point.
Su Xiaoyuan gently patted the puppet's cheek: "Fu Tingyun, wake up, don't fall asleep..."
"Cold..." the puppet said softly.
Su Xiaoyuan's head buzzed. Was it because he'd lost too much blood? Would the puppet die?
Fu Tingyun must have known it herself, but she didn't dare to ask, for fear of hearing a scary answer.
She gritted her teeth and decided to bandage him to stop the bleeding first.
She didn't have much fabric to tear, so she could only use what was available from the puppet.
She untied his belt, lifted up his coat, tore a piece of cloth from the lapel of his shirt, and with great effort, finally wrapped it around his waist twice to block the hole.
But the white cloth that had just been wrapped soon began to bleed bright red.
Just then, the communicator rang again.
The communicator kept ringing while she was bandaging the patient, and only then was she able to free her hands to answer it.
When her best friend's voice came out, her nose felt sore and two more tears rolled down her face: "Kaishan, my puppet is injured..."
"Are you okay?" Ruan Mianmian asked anxiously.
"I'm fine opening the mountain."
Ruan Mianmian secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, Xiao Yuanzi, the puppet can be repaired if it's broken. Wait a minute, I left a communication talisman with Immortal Lord Mu Qing last time, I'll ask him if he can come over quickly for you."
Su Xiaoyuan held the communication mirror tightly: "Thank you..."
Before the communication was disconnected, Su Xiaoyuan heard someone calling her name from above.
She looked up and saw a small winged boat flying towards them through the clouds. Elder Bai, dressed in a gorgeous dress and with long, silky hair, was leaning on the railing and waving at her: "Xiao Yuan——"
The wing boat was moving very fast. After a while, Su Xiaoyuan saw clearly the two people beside him. They were actually Sister Xiao and Immortal Lord Mu Qing.
Her brain froze for a few seconds, and she decided to ignore the complicated relationship between the three of them. She simply said to her bestie, "Kaishan, I saw Immortal Lord Mu Qing."
"Ah? What a coincidence?" Ruan Mianmian was shocked. "It's good that they're here. Don't worry. Immortal Mu Qing has such great skills that he will definitely be able to fix it."
"Hmm," Su Xiaoyuan sniffed, "Are you all right over there?"
"It's okay," Ruan Mianmian said carelessly, "I just beat up Song Jinshu and his lover. I'll take them back to the sect and then come find you."
Su Xiaoyuan was startled again: "Huh?"
"We'll talk in detail when we meet later. You go ahead and get busy." Ruan Mianmian said.
The communication was disconnected and the wing boat also stopped on the water. Elder Bai and the other two climbed over the railing and landed on the flower boat.
When Su Xiaoyuan saw Elder Bai, she felt as if she had met her own elder, and her eyes became sore again.
Elder Bai hurriedly comforted her: "Don't worry, Xiaoyuan, it's okay, we are here."
Mu Qingxianjun folded his arms and sneered, "You speak as if you are of any use."
Xiao Wuxin was helpless and tugged at his sleeve: "Just say less in front of Xiaoyuan..."
Elder Bai smiled generously and patted his Taoist companion's arm affectionately: "Then I'll trouble you with Xiao Yuan's matter. I just have to go back to the sect and take my friend Xia Hou back with me."
He glanced at the young disciple, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
Xiao Wuxin knew what he was worried about: "Don't worry, Xiaoyuan is also my sister, I will take good care of her."
After saying that, he walked up to the puppet and said in surprise, "A lot of blood has been shed!" He was really willing to spend so much money.
Su Xiaoyuan became anxious again when she heard this: "Is he okay?"
Xiao Wuxin hurriedly comforted her: "Don't worry, Xiaoyuan sister, it can be fixed, right, Mu Qing?"
Mu Qingxianjun nodded: "Don't worry, Fairy Su."
Seeing that he was confident, Su Xiaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Mu Qingxianjun, please make sure to repair him. Use the best materials. Just tell me what you need. It doesn't matter how many spirit stones it costs..."
Xiao Wuxin patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Xiaoyuan sister. You, a puppet, are very tough and can't die. There's not even a place to lie down here. Let's move him to my boat first."
Su Xiaoyuan was most afraid of bothering others, but for the sake of her own puppet, she didn't care about being polite and thanked him repeatedly.
Xiao Wuxin immediately made hand gestures and cast a spell, transferring the unconscious puppet to her wing boat and placing it on the couch.
"It will take some time to check and treat. Sister Xiaoyuan, go to the next cabin to wash your face and change your clothes. I have my clothes in the room. If you don't mind, you can wear them first."
Su Xiaoyuan thanked him and shook the puppet's hand. The cold touch startled her: "I'll be back soon."
As soon as she left, Xiao Wuxin immediately injected a stream of spiritual power into the puppet's brow and said in a low voice, "Sister Xiaoyuan will be back soon. Tell us what you are planning."
Fu Tingyun opened his eyes: "I plan to stay."
Xiao Wuxin: "..."
She rubbed her forehead and said, "I can't change the formation back. At midnight tonight, your spirit will return to your body."
"Then we will transfer our souls again," Fu Tingyun said calmly, "Thank you, Senior Sister, for preparing the formation."
Xiao Wuxin shook his head helplessly: "This puppet body can barely bear your spiritual power. If it goes back and forth in such a short time, it will directly rupture your meridians."
Fu Tingyun looked at Mu Qing suspiciously.
The young man was startled and nodded repeatedly: "What Mingxin Yuanjun said is true."
"How long will it take?" Fu Tingyun asked him.
Mu Qing drew a bunch of complicated spells in the air and came up with a result: "Reporting to Sword Master, to be on the safe side, it is best to wait for twenty days before transferring the soul."
"Too long."
His tone did not change, but Mu Qing felt a chill on his back and shivered unconsciously.
"At the earliest... it will take ten days."
Fu Tingyun nodded.
In the next room, Su Xiaoyuan washed her face as quickly as possible, changed her clothes, and hurried back immediately.
The puppet still had his eyes closed, his wounds had been rebandaged, and the blood stains on his clothes had been cleaned with a purification technique.
He lay there quietly, as if he was asleep.
"Sister Xiao, Immortal Lord, isn't he awake yet?" Su Xiaoyuan asked worriedly.
"Mu Qing has been checked. There's nothing serious. It's just that the knife was stabbed a little unfortunate and just happened to pierce the left kidney."
Su Xiaoyuan was shocked: "Do puppets also have kidneys?"
Don't you have no heart?
Xiao Wuxin touched his nose: "Sister Xiaoyuan, this puppet is made according to a real person, and the internal organs are the same." Someone said it has kidneys, so even if it doesn't have them, it must have them.
"What if the kidney is injured?" Su Xiaoyuan was a little anxious.
"It can be repaired, don't worry," Xiao Wuxin said, "but it will be a little troublesome to repair it. I have to keep it with Mu Qing for a few days."
The news came as a bolt from the blue, roughly equivalent to the veterinarian telling her cat she needed to be hospitalized.
"How long will you stay?"
"Probably about ten days." Xiao Wuxin touched his nose again.
"It takes so long..." Su Xiaoyuan murmured, lowering her head in disappointment.
Xiao Wuxin immediately softened his heart and gave her a discount: "Mu Qing, you can hurry up, seven days."
Although his junior brother hinted clearly that he hoped to separate his beloved from the puppet body while he was away, how could Xiao Wuxin bear to see his beautiful sister sad?
Su Xiaoyuan's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Although she was still reluctant in her heart, she could not delay the puppet's treatment.
"Can I go see him in the meantime?" she asked.
He immediately added, "I just go to see him every day. I won't disturb Immortal Lord Mu Qing's work."
She looked at Xiao Wuxin eagerly, her eyes red and watery, and asked cautiously: "Sister Xiao, is it okay?"
Sister Xiao's heart almost melted: "Okay, okay, sister, go if you want."
"Are we going to take him away now?" Su Xiaoyuan asked anxiously again.
Xiao Wuxin glanced at Mu Qing, and the young man came back to his senses: "No hurry, I have to go back and buy some materials first. It's too late today. Tomorrow morning, my sister and I will come to pick up the fairy... the fairy's puppet."
Su Xiaoyuan thanked him repeatedly and asked, "How should I take care of him today? Are there any precautions?"
Xiao Wuxin said, "There's nothing special to be concerned about. However, Fairy Su has a blood pact with the puppet, so your presence will help him recover. You might as well spend more time with him. Also, he's injured, so he might behave strangely. Don't worry about it."
"For example?" Su Xiaoyuan asked.
"Maybe a little clingy..."
"It's okay, he's usually pretty clingy, what else?"
Xiao Wuxin waved Mu Qing away, then whispered to Su Xiaoyuan, "Also, he has a damaged kidney after all..."
The puppet suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes glared.
Xiao Wuxin quickly changed his tone: "After all, I'm injured. After repairing, I need to recuperate for another three days, a total of ten days. Some of your sect's exercises may not be suitable for me to do..."
Su Xiaoyuan blushed: "Okay, okay."
"Of course, it will be fine after ten days," Xiao Wuxin added, "Just practice without worry."
"Okay, okay."
Su Xiaoyuan took out a small notebook from her bag and wrote down the notes one by one.
There were a few thick lines drawn under one of the lines - no teasing for ten days.
After thinking about it, I added a "three" in front of "ten" to be on the safe side.
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