Chapter 86 86 Maybe you don’t love everyone, you just love the best looking ones…
Su Xiaoyuan was awakened by the aroma of the Maillard reaction.
She opened her eyes and vaguely saw a tall figure in black. For a moment, she thought she was in a small room outside the Yunyu Sect, and the puppet was luring her out of bed with the smell of breakfast.
"What delicious food did you make, Fu Tingyun?" She rubbed her eyes and muttered, yawning, feeling relaxed and lazy all over.
She was no stranger to this feeling. Every time she had that kind of dream at night, she would wake up in the morning as if she had just taken a hot bath.
I don’t know if it’s because I suddenly broke up with my puppet boyfriend and rebelled, but last night’s dream was even more confusing than the night before. I even dreamed of things that I’ve never tried before, either in reality or in dreams.
Thinking of this, she felt hot all over.
In fact, she was a little curious about what it felt like to "blotch flowers and chew petals", but her puppet boyfriend was a bit rigid in some aspects and always stopped at "touching her all over". Without practice as an excuse, she certainly would not bring it up on her own initiative. Anyway, it was just as comfortable.
Just as her face was reddening from thinking about it, a man's voice suddenly rang out: "Fu Tingyun?"
It was a familiar tone, a familiar coldness, but it was an unfamiliar voice.
Su Xiaoyuan awoke completely awake, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head. Suddenly, she remembered that this was the secret trial realm of Dragon Ridge Peak. "I'm sorry, I was so sleepy that I mistook Fellow Daoist Fu for my... friend."
"That's okay," the man turned around and took two steps toward the bed, as if wanting her to clear her sleepy eyes and see what he looked like. "I look a lot like Su Daoyou's friend, don't I?"
Su Xiaoyuan saw the face clearly against the backdrop of white hair. He looked much better than last night, and there was even a blush under his eyes. With his cold eyebrows and eyes, there was an inexplicable astringency, which was too shocking for a beauty-loving person who had just woken up.
What's worse is that this face awakened some messy and vague dream memories of her.
Strands of silver hair crawled like white snakes on her sweaty belly. A face more beautiful than a demon suddenly rose from between his thighs. His wet hair and damp face looked like he had been fished out of a rainy day in the south of the Yangtze River. Sticky and wet liquid dripped from the tip of his nose and chin...
The pair of charming eyes in the dream overlapped with the calm eyes in front of me.
Her heart stopped beating for a moment, and a huge panic surged from her heart.
"What's wrong?" the man asked doubtfully. "What's on my face?"
Su Xiaoyuan came back to her senses and shook her head: "No, no...it's just that their figures are a bit similar, they're both very tall, I made a mistake looking at the back..."
It was just a dream. Whatever you think about during the day, you will dream about at night. Dreams are inherently unreasonable, especially since I had just bandaged his wound and it was very memorable. It was normal for him to have random dreams about it.
Even though I tried to comfort her, a voice in my heart still popped up: [Su Xiaoyuan, you are such a scumbag. You like all handsome guys, right?]
No, she was just attracted by his looks. How could she fall in love with just any handsome guy?
Then she also thinks Senior Brother Xiahou is very handsome.
"But Senior Brother Xiahou isn't as handsome as your puppet. This is Fu Tingyun Plus... Maybe you don't love everyone, you just love the best-looking one." The voice mocked.
No I don’t have one…do I?
"Are you having a nightmare?" The man's voice interrupted the conflict in her mind.
Su Xiaoyuan came back to her senses: "No, no..."
How could this not be another nightmare?
Wait, she suddenly remembered something. Wasn't she supposed to be on night watch yesterday? Why did she sleep in bed?
As if he had guessed what she was thinking, Fu Shiyu said, "I saw you fell asleep on the desk last night, so I moved you to the bed."
The word "move" is very spiritual and intriguing. It can be understood as moving it onto the bed with magic or physically moving it. Su Xiaoyuan automatically assumed the first option and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I should have been keeping watch. I don't know how I fell asleep..."
"It's human nature." Fu Shiyu said sympathetically.
"What time is it now? Is everyone else up?"
"It's still dark, and no one's out."
Su Xiaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief. It would be so devastating if everyone else woke up and found her sleeping soundly in the tent.
"How is Fellow Daoist Fu's injury?" she asked.
"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Su's spiritual fluid," he stretched his right shoulder, then raised his right arm and flexed and stretched his fingers to show her, "I can move freely now."
"That's good." Su Xiaoyuan lowered her eyelashes and dared not look at his face.
For some reason, when she heard him slowly utter the word "spiritual fluid", the scene in her dream jumped out and attacked her.
[What a hopeless pervert.] The voice in my head commented pointedly.
Fu Shiyu: "Your face is turning red and white, is it really okay?"
"It's really okay, thank you..." She hurriedly changed the subject, remembering the aroma of food she smelled when she just woke up, "Did Fellow Daoist Fu just cook?"
Fu Shiyu hummed, "I'm sorry for using your cooking utensils and ingredients without permission."
"It's okay, it's okay," Su Xiaoyuan said hurriedly, "Isn't fasting the same as building a foundation?"
Man: "You haven't established your foundation yet?"
Su Xiaoyuan's reflexes were slow, and she would be stunned for a moment before she could react to such roundabout words: "Is it for me?"
Fu Shiyu didn't say yes or no, he just raised his eyelids and glanced at her, as if to say "what else?"
Su Xiaoyuan's face flushed. In this secret realm, besides her, who else hadn't established their foundation? It seemed like she was asking a question she already knew the answer to.
But why should he make breakfast for her? They were not familiar with each other.
As if seeing her embarrassment, the taciturn man said leisurely, "I used so much spiritual fluid last night, Fellow Daoist Su. This is just a small token of my gratitude."
It turned out that it was to repay her for applying medicine and bandaging him... Su Xiaoyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The nitpicker in my head scoffed: [What else? What are you expecting?]
Su Xiaoyuan: “…” She really didn’t!
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Fu," she tried to relax her tense nerves. "I'm so sorry that you cooked for me when you were injured..."
"It's just a small favor, not worth mentioning. It's still early, Brother Su, would you like to sleep a little longer?"
"No, no, I'll get up right away." She had a psychological trauma from this sleep.
Su Xiaoyuan spoke as she lifted the quilt. Fortunately, she was lying down with her clothes on, which were clean and tidy. She was just sweating a little.
"I'm getting up to wash and change my clothes. Could you please step aside for a moment, Fellow Daoist Fu?" she said.
"Okay, there's hot water on the stove. I left breakfast on the table. Fellow Daoist Su, please eat it while it's hot." After saying this, Fu Shiyu walked to the wall and pressed the triangle button.
Su Xiaoyuan was shocked by his meticulousness and consideration. She thought he was a cold person based on his appearance, but unexpectedly he was kind and considerate.
But on second thought, if he was really cold and indifferent, he would not have saved her last night.
Su Xiaoyuan poured hot water into the basin and added some cold water. She took off her clothes, wrung out a wet cloth and wiped the sweat off her body. Then she took out clean clothes from her Qiankun bag and changed into them. She washed up briefly and looked at the breakfast on the table.
It was unexpectedly rich. The staple food was baked flatbread, served with charcoal-grilled slices of some unknown meat, plus the spiritual fruits and pastries brought by Su Xiaoyuan, all washed, peeled and cut into pieces, and a small pot of slightly steaming refined milk.
Neither meat nor sperm and milk were what she brought.
Su Xiaoyuan packed up her toiletries and called Fu Shiyu in: "I can't finish this much by myself, Fellow Daoist Fu, come and eat with us."
Fu Shiyu didn't refuse, so Su Xiaoyuan took out the spare bowls, plates, chopsticks and cups.
The man thanked her generously and sat down opposite her.
"What kind of meat is this?" Su Xiaoyuan pointed at the plate of barbecue.
Fu Shiyu: "I went to the nearby forest to hunt the spirit rabbit."
Su Xiaoyuan was surprised. She thought it was exaggerated enough that she brought so much equipment, but she didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Fu looked like he was here to camp even more than her.
"There are monsters in the forest outside. It's too dangerous. Fellow Daoist Fu is injured. Don't go there next time."
"Okay, Brother Su, please try my cooking." He pushed the plate forward.
Su Xiaoyuan picked up a piece of meat and put it into her mouth, her eyes suddenly widened.
"It's hard to eat?" Fu Shiyu said, "I'm sorry, I haven't cooked since I established my foundation, so I'm not very good at it."
"No, no, it's delicious. Fellow Daoist Fu's cooking skills are really good," she said quickly.
What surprised her was not that he was a good cook, after all, there were many people who were good cooks.
But why does the seasoning look so similar to that made by the puppet?
"I used the seasoning you brought without permission," the man said. "I should have asked, but since you were sound asleep, I didn't disturb you."
Yes, the same seasoning is used, so of course the taste is similar.
It's all her fault that she has something wrong with her mind and everything seems abnormal to her.
"By the way," the man said, "Fellow Daoist Su didn't seem to sleep well and kept talking in his sleep."
Su Xiaoyuan's heart, which had just calmed down, immediately began to lift again. It was almost difficult for her to maintain a smile, and her voice trembled slightly: "Really? I didn't know I could talk in my sleep. It's so weird, haha..."
"Well," the man took a slow sip of his hot tea, "Friend Su Daoist kept crying and saying 'no, no', so I asked you just now if you were having a nightmare."
Su Xiaoyuan's face suddenly flushed, and she pretended to be calm and smiled awkwardly: "Really..."
Fu Shiyu: "I wanted to wake you up, but I was afraid of scaring you."
Su Xiaoyuan could only be thankful that he didn't do that, otherwise, if she suddenly found the object of her dream in front of her, she wouldn't know if she would say something socially unacceptable.
She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, but she could feel the man's sharp gaze that seemed to see through everything without even making eye contact.
No one spoke for a while. In the small space, only the breathing and heartbeats of the two people could be heard. Su Xiaoyuan couldn't stand this tense silence. She felt like her heart was being slowly stretched and she was about to suffocate.
"The barbecue is getting cold, Fellow Daoist Fu, please eat quickly..."
"I'm sorry," the man's distant yet gentle voice instantly made the air in the room flow again. "I was just wondering if I scared you when I was bandaging your wound last night."
"It's okay, it's okay," Su Xiaoyuan said quickly, "I know Fellow Daoist Fu is reminding me to be on guard against others."
Fu Shiyu was silent for a moment. "I meant that the hideous wound frightened you. It turns out that my previous behavior also frightened Fellow Daoist Su."
Su Xiaoyuan: “…” Why did you bring this up?
Fu Shiyu: "When Master was alive, Master and I lived in the mountains. After Master passed away, I have been living in seclusion in the mountains ever since. I have hardly ever interacted with others. I don't know how to behave properly, so I am sorry to have offended Fellow Daoist Su."
"Really not, that's not what I meant..." Su Xiaoyuan was in tears.
"If I do anything to offend Fellow Daoist Su again, Fellow Daoist Su must remind me." The man looked sincere.
"Oh... okay, okay." Su Xiaoyuan lowered her head and nodded a few times like a chicken pecking at rice.
Fu Shiyu smiled, picked up the kettle handle, and poured half a cup of white liquid with a strong milky aroma into her cup.
Su Xiaoyuan finally found an opportunity to change the subject: "Did Fellow Daoist Fu bring this essence milk?"
The man nodded: "This thing can replenish qi, blood and spiritual power, and it is not considered medicine. I brought a lot, so feel free to drink it, Fellow Daoist Su."
Su Xiaoyuan picked up the cup and took a sip, then put it down. When she looked up, she saw the man staring straight at her mouth. His glass-like eyes were somewhat knowing, reminding her of a beast lurking in the dark.
Perhaps because she had heard him talk about his experience of living in isolation, she didn't find the look offensive, but just a little uncomfortable.
She subconsciously licked the remaining milk at the corner of her mouth, then picked up the cup and pretended to drink the milk seriously, glancing at him carefully over the rim of the cup.
Fortunately, Fu Shiyu's gaze only stayed on her face for a moment, and he quickly lowered his eyes and began to eat gracefully.
Su Xiaoyuan: "Friend Fu, drink it yourself."
"I have Fellow Daoist Su's spiritual fluid, so I don't need this."
Su Xiaoyuan choked unexpectedly, turned her head and covered her mouth, coughing violently, her face flushed red.
"But what did I say wrong?"
Su Xiaoyuan was coughing so hard that she couldn't speak, so she could only raise one hand and wave it.
"Fellow Daoist Su, be careful."
Su Xiaoyuan finally recovered and continued eating in fear.
Fu Shiyu didn't say anything else that would cause her to misunderstand. The two of them finished their meal peacefully, and Fu Shiyu stood up to clean up the mess.
"I'll do it, I'll do it." Su Xiaoyuan didn't feel comfortable asking him to cook and wash dishes, especially since he was a wounded soldier.
Fu Shiyu didn't let her snatch it away: "It's okay, I'm used to it."
Su Xiaoyuan couldn't compete with him, so she could only follow behind like a little tail, helping him whenever she had the chance.
After cleaning up, it was already dawn outside.
There was some movement coming from the Zen temple.
"They seem to be awake, let's go out." Su Xiaoyuan said.
Fu Shiyu helped her pack up the tent.
Just as I put the tent into the Qiankun bag, a scream came from inside.
Su Xiaoyuan's heart was beating wildly: "I don't know what happened. Should we go and take a look?"
Fu Shiyu nodded.
The two walked out of the back door of the Buddhist hall, crossed the weed-covered courtyard, and came to the Zen temple at the back.
Several monks were in the yard, standing in front of a meditation room with the door open, except for the purple-robed female monk named Tao.
When they heard the two men approaching, these people just glanced at them and ignored them, as if they were formless ghosts that could only blow the cold wind.
Only the heroine Ling Sangrou nodded at her almost imperceptibly.
"Excuse me, what happened?" Su Xiaoyuan asked courageously.
"Something happened to Fellow Daoist Tao. Her meditation room was attacked by a monster last night." Ling Sangrou said.
Su Xiaoyuan was surprised: "What happened to her?"
Wang Maoshu said impatiently: "Dead."
Fu Shiyu explained to her: "'Death' in the secret realm means being eliminated. The afterimage before death will be left at the scene as a clue for others."
Su Xiaoyuan looked at him gratefully: "I'm sorry I don't understand anything."
Wang Maoshu might have had a serious morning grumpiness: "If you don't understand, just shut up. You're asking all sorts of questions."
Su Xiaoyuan has a soft temper, but she can't tolerate everyone. For example, Wang Maoshu is just an ugly guy compared to Fu Shiyu.
"Friend Wang, I didn't ask you. You were the one who wanted to speak." His tone was still soft and without much lethality.
Wang Maoshu choked and his face quickly turned red.
"Has the evil spirit dissipated?" Ling Sangrou noticed his expression was off, and stepped in to smooth things over. "Let's go in and take a look."
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