Chapter 9 9 The night is short and the sun is rising
A strange tingling sensation came from his fingertips, and Fu Tingyun felt as if a tiny thunderbolt had exploded in his body, unknown to others, and specifically attacking his heart.
His entire arm seemed to be numb and he couldn't move for a long time, until Su Xiaoyuan pushed out his finger with her tongue and her lips made a light "pop" sound, then he came to his senses and curled up his hot fingertips.
Fu Tingyun stared at the culprit and felt anger for the first time.
Su Xiaoyuan didn't even open her eyes, she licked her lips, as if she was still not satisfied: "I want more..."
Fu Tingyun would not indulge her without her name. After doing such a thing, it was her good fortune to be able to save her life.
He turned around and was about to leave, but before he reached the door, a muffled, sticky voice came from behind him: "I'm thirsty and want to drink water... Please pour me a glass of water, Fu Tingyun..."
Fu Tingyun rationally knew that he should kill her, but after making a pot of delicious stir-fried pork, killing her for a glass of water seemed a bit of an overreaction.
Besides, if we kill her now, wouldn’t the whole pot of meat be fried in vain?
He picked up the round-bellied white porcelain cup with pink cat paws painted on it from the shelf with an expressionless face.
The cup was very clean, but he still performed a purification spell, then condensed his spiritual power into sweet spring water and poured it into the cup.
When the water was brought to the bedside, the girl had already closed her eyes.
"Water." Fu Tingyun said coldly.
Su Xiaoyuan snorted softly to show that she understood, but she was too sleepy to get up.
Fu Tingyun could only hold up the back of her head and press the rim of the cup heavily between her lips: "Drink."
Su Xiaoyuan felt a little pain when he crushed her, so she frowned and parted her lips.
Fu Tingyun drank the water without hesitation.
Su Xiaoyuan was half asleep and half awake, her senses were slow, and she didn't have time to swallow, so she choked and started coughing.
She didn't even wake up. After she calmed down a little, she pulled his sleeve to wipe away the tears and water she coughed up, then fell on the pillow and continued to sleep soundly.
Fu Tingyun put down the cup and walked out again.
But just as he put his hand on the door, the girl's dreamy voice sounded again: "I've eaten, but haven't brushed my teeth yet... Fu Tingyun, I need to brush my teeth..."
Fu Tingyun walked over and pinched her jaw, forcing her to open her mouth, then threw a cleansing spell into her mouth: "Clean."
Su Xiaoyuan shook her head and said firmly: "You must brush your teeth after eating... Please help me get the toothbrush, Fu Tingyun, thank you, thank you..."
Fu Tingyun used his remaining patience to help her finish brushing her teeth. He was very sure that if she gave another instruction, he would strangle her to death without hesitation.
The girl seemed to be sensible. After brushing her teeth, she rinsed her mouth with his hand, wiped her mouth with his sleeve, and then lay back on the pillow and fell asleep.
Fu Tingyun stood there and looked at her coldly for a while, then picked up the quilt that he had just thrown aside and threw it over to cover her head - her cultivation was so low, almost the same as that of an ordinary person, and if she caught a cold and fell ill, she would definitely trouble him.
The moment I stepped over the threshold, I heard a familiar whisper behind me: "Fu Tingyun... please wake me up at dawn tomorrow morning..."
Fu Tingyun rubbed his solar plexus, walked quickly to the yard, found a clean stone slab, sat down cross-legged, and began to regulate his breathing.
After one night, the tightness of the puppet body not only did not ease, but seemed to have become even worse.
The unbearable feeling is secondary. If his mood is affected by it, the thing sealed in his dantian will take the opportunity to cause trouble.
Fu Tingyun has a secret, which was previously known only to him and his master. After his master's death, he is the only one left in the world who knows about it.
After the Immortal Sect joined forces to eliminate the Demon King, exile the demon cultivators, and close the Chaos Realm, the desire that was the source of all demons did not actually disappear out of thin air, but was transferred into his body.
Desire is the origin of desires of all beings in the three realms and also the source of chaos.
Demons are born from desire. As long as desire exists, there will always be the next demon king born, bringing a new round of chaos and turmoil.
It's like a weed that can't be killed off, so annoying.
So Fu Tingyun put an end to his desires once and for all and sealed them within himself - he was naturally ruthless and desireless, making him the most suitable tool to suppress them.
Over the past five years, every time he was injured physically or his soul was damaged, that dirty thing would become restless, trying to drag his soul into the abyss.
Of course it was in vain.
However, this time the soul transfer went wrong. For the first time in his life, something was beyond his control, so he had to check it out just in case.
Fu Tingyun condensed a bit of spiritual consciousness, which fell into the dantian of his soul like a firefly.
The huge, dirty and filthy swamp appeared before him.
In the sticky, filthy, smelly black slurry, white limbs kept surging up, making all kinds of twisted and blasphemous ugly postures. These were the creatures devoured by desire for thousands of years, and among them were many great men in history who left glorious records in history books.
They stretched out their vine-like arms toward him, trying to drag him in as well.
Fu Tingyun looked coldly at these irrational, inhuman things, with no ripples in his heart.
Desire is within him, but he is also the person farthest away from it in the three realms.
He would never be controlled by desire and become some half-human, half-beast, filthy and degenerate thing.
The seal remains as solid as a rock, unbreakable.
Fu Tingyun withdrew his spiritual consciousness, closed his five senses and continued to meditate until dawn.
…
Su Xiaoyuan was woken up by the puppet.
It feels so terrible to be strangled by someone while sleeping.
Su Xiaoyuan almost had a heart attack: "Fu Tingyun, what are you doing?!"
The puppet slowly loosened his grip and said in a flat voice, "It's dawn. I'm calling you to get up."
What kind of hellish wake-up service is this? Is it to wake her up or send her away directly?
"Just call me." Su Xiaoyuan was helpless.
"I called him, but he didn't wake up."
Su Xiaoyuan didn't have the energy to argue with him. She covered her chest and gasped for a long time, her heart still beating wildly.
She has a naturally good temper, and her anger subsided after she calmed down a bit.
A scrapped, recycled puppet, with an IQ not much higher than a robot vacuum, what can you do? Make do with it and teach it slowly.
She rubbed his neck and patiently and seriously taught him: "Fu Tingyun, you can't pinch other people's necks suddenly, understand?"
"I understand." You can't pinch it suddenly, it's better not to do it suddenly.
Su Xiaoyuan added, "You can't do anything that would hurt or injure others, Fu Tingyun."
She thought for a moment and added, "Unless the other party is a bad person, or is trying to protect himself."
"Okay." The puppet lowered his long eyelashes.
"That's good." Su Xiaoyuan encouraged him and told him to stop here for today so that he wouldn't be unable to digest the teaching if she taught him too much.
Just then, she suddenly smelled the aroma of stir-fried meat.
She remembered that she had dreamed about something last night, and it seemed that she dreamed of eating stir-fried pork.
She looked in the direction of the fragrance and saw a large iron pot on the small table in front of the bed.
Why is there a flying pot in her house? !
Vague and fragmented memories surfaced, she jumped out of bed and ran over to take a look, and sure enough it was a pot of stir-fried meat.
So what happened last night wasn't a dream? Did she really eat stir-fried pork?
etc……
"Where did this pot of stir-fried pork come from? Fu Tingyun?" Su Xiaoyuan looked at the puppet in shock. "Did you get it?"
"Yes." Fu Tingyun raised his chin slightly.
"Where did it come from? Could it be stolen, Fu Tingyun?" Su Xiaoyuan covered her mouth in horror. If a puppet steals something, will the master go to jail?
Fu Tingyun answered truthfully: "I picked it up."
"ah?"
"It fell on the ground and I picked it up."
Did someone buy some raccoon meat and accidentally drop it? But raccoon meat is expensive, and it's such beautiful pork belly. Who would be so careless? Is this meat poisonous or cursed?
But she ate it last night and now nothing happened...
She suspected that she hadn't woken up yet, or that there was water in her head: "What's going on here, Fu Tingyun?"
"Someone gave it to me."
Su Xiaoyuan saw that the pot was new.
Could it be that someone gave him a pot because he was handsome?
"Who fried the meat?" she asked again.
"I."
“Why are you frying this…”
"You said you wanted to eat stir-fried pork with Lili."
Su Xiaoyuan was stunned: "When did I say that?"
"Before going to bed." Fu Tingyun spat out two words and stared at her face, as if he wanted to stare two holes in her face.
Su Xiaoyuan really couldn't remember what nonsense she said before going to bed, but a puppet should not make up stories, and she was indeed craving stir-fried pork.
At this moment, Ruan Mianmian's loud voice rang out from outside the door: "The night is short and the sun is rising. Is Xiao Yuanzi up yet?"
Before Su Xiaoyuan could answer, her best friend pushed the door open and walked in without any hesitation.
As soon as she stepped into the house, her eyes lit up and she quickly locked onto the large pot in front of the window: "Stir-fried pork! Why is there stir-fried pork in your room?"
Su Xiaoyuan briefly explained the situation. Ruan Mianmian couldn't wait to chant the Spirit Fire Spell to warm up the stir-fried pork, while marveling at it.
She slurped a mouthful of the crispy, tender meat and nearly burst into tears. "Xiao Yuanzi, you've really found a treasure. He can give you whatever you want. He's more powerful than a Bodhisattva. Why don't you ask him if he can get us 100,000 spirit stones so we can become rich overnight?"
Su Xiaoyuan knew she was joking: "How is that possible? He himself..."
In front of the puppet, Su Xiaoyuan did not tell the puppet about the twenty spirit stones because it would be too harmful to the puppet.
She was still a little worried: "I don't know where this meat comes from. It's not good to eat it like this, right?"
Ruan Mianmian has always been generous. She picked up another piece and put it into her mouth: "If someone comes to find me, the worst that can happen is that I apologize, compensate them for the meat, and return the pot."
After a pause, he said, "We've already eaten everything. It's impossible for others to eat what we leave behind."
Su Xiaoyuan nodded, went to brush her teeth and wash her face, took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and suddenly glanced at the puppet next to her, so she took a set for him as well.
"You fried the meat yourself. Have you tasted it yourself? Fu Tingyun?"
"No."
Su Xiaoyuan handed him the bowl and chopsticks: "Try it too."
The puppet didn't take it, but just looked at her hand.
"You don't know how to use chopsticks? You can't even stir-fry meat..." Su Xiaoyuan muttered.
But she still picked up a piece of fried meat and handed it to the puppet's mouth: "Ah——"
Fu Tingyun had no interest in eating and had not received any instructions, but he opened his mouth as if possessed and swallowed the thin piece of meat.
"Do you want to eat more?" Su Xiaoyuan asked, "Do you like this or yesterday's candy? Sugar is sweet, and this is salty."
Fu Tingyun looked at a certain place under her eyes, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.
Sweet and salty.
Ruan Mianmian couldn't bear to watch it any longer: "You're spoiling him too much. Just eat quickly, and then we'll go find that profiteer!"
An hour later, Su Xiaoyuan and Ruan Mianmian came to the market again. They were afraid that the puppets would turn against them, so they deliberately did not bring them with them.
But this is completely unfounded worry.
Because when they arrived at the puppet shop, they saw that the entire shop was gone - it was really gone, not even the foundation was left. There was a piece of flat land sandwiched between a row of storefronts, like a row of neat teeth with a missing tooth in the middle, which was extremely conspicuous.
Ruan Mianmian was also dumbfounded and asked the clerk in the shop next door: "Why is this shop gone? Where is the owner?"
The clerk stuck his head out to take a look and said, "Oh, you mean Huang He. He took the clerk and the shop away overnight."
"Why are you running away?"
"He must have offended some important person."
The two men could not get any results and had to return empty-handed.
It was almost noon when she returned to the sect. As she walked outside the gate, the gatekeeper called her, "Su Xiaoyuan, someone outside is looking for you."
Su Xiaoyuan and Ruan Mianmian looked at each other, confused.
Her identity in the world of immortal cultivation is an orphan, and all the people she knows are in the Yunyu Sect, so how could an outsider come to find her?
"It's in the Foreign Affairs Hall. You'll know when you go and see."
The two of them arrived at the External Affairs Hall. A middle-aged man stood up and saluted them. He then looked at Su Xiaoyuan and asked, "Is this Fairy Su Xiaoyuan?"
Su Xiaoyuan had never seen him before and nodded in confusion.
The man held out an intricately carved wooden box and said, "I, Zhao, was asked to deliver something to Fairy Su."
The wooden box was tightly closed, but a faint glow still emanated from it.
Su Xiaoyuan didn't dare to answer: "Excuse me, what's in here?"
The man said, "Fairy Su, please take a look."
As he spoke, he slid open the lid of the box.
A dazzling light burst out from the box, illuminating the entire room.
Su Xiaoyuan looked closely and saw three long and thin jade sticks placed side by side in the box.
She had never seen anything like this before, but Ruan Mianmian gasped and whispered in her ear, "This is a jade slip worth 100,000 high-grade spirit stones each. Three of them would be 300,000... Who sent this?"
The man smiled in a secretive manner: "I asked someone to tell me that Fairy Su will know the thing when she sees it."
Su Xiaoyuan: ???
She doesn't know anything!
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-20: Don’t hurt others, unless they are bad people who abandon you after having sex with you.
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