Chapter 91 91 "Fu... Daoist friend, why is the bed shaking?"...
Su Xiaoyuan was as if she had been pardoned. She asked in surprise, "Really?"
Then she became worried that he said that on purpose because he didn't want to embarrass her, so she added, "Is this a safe method?" A handshake or something like that wouldn't be a big deal.
Fu Tingyun looked at the girl. Tears were still on her face, but her face was rosy again, and her eyes were bright again. The hesitation and anxiety that had bound her like an invisible rope disappeared.
His emotions were complicated. He knew that his true form was just a stranger to her, a stranger he had known for less than two days. If she readily accepted him, she would no longer be the Su Xiaoyuan he knew. However, her obvious resistance and sadness still stung his heart, piercing him painfully.
"Well, I didn't lie to you." he said.
Su Xiaoyuan realized it later and felt a little angry. She tried to hold it back, but couldn't help asking, "Then why did Fellow Daoist Fu say that just now?"
Fu Shiyu quickly admitted his mistake: "Sorry."
Su Xiaoyuan looked into his eyes and suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.
By the way, every time she taught Fu Tingyun a lesson, the puppet looked at her with this kind of eyes, like a dog that had made a mistake and was scolded by its owner. It looked pitiful and had a good attitude, but it did not really recognize its mistakes. Next time, it would still destroy the house and steal food.
She felt powerless and sighed, "Friend Fu, you really scared me just now. This is not fun at all."
After a pause, she pursed her lips in grievance: "If you regard me as a friend, you can't do this again next time."
Fu Shiyu nodded: "Okay."
"If you fail this trial, will you return to the mountains to practice?" Su Xiaoyuan asked.
"I'm not going back."
"So we're going to walk in the fairy world?"
"yes."
"Then don't talk about things like dual cultivation with others casually..." Su Xiaoyuan said, "Although cultivators are not that conservative, many people will get angry. If you meet someone with a hot temper, you will easily get beaten. Your cultivation level is not particularly high either."
After saying this, she realized that she seemed a bit nosy and had been too superficial. Perhaps he gave her the same feeling as the puppet, so she unconsciously applied the same way she used to interact with the puppet to him.
"I'm sorry for meddling in your business," she said quickly.
"No, I'm very happy that Fellow Daoist Su is willing to teach me." Fu Shiyu raised his eyelids and observed her expression. "Was Fellow Daoist Su angry just now?"
"I didn't..." Su Xiaoyuan subconsciously denied it, then changed her words, "Okay, a little bit..."
"Feel sorry."
"It's okay, you haven't interacted with many people and don't understand these things. I forgive you." Su Xiaoyuan picked up the bowl and chopsticks: "Eat, the food is cold.
The girl put aside the heavy thing in her heart and her appetite immediately returned.
Fu Tingyun occasionally picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, but spent most of the time looking at her.
He really liked watching her eat. The moment the food entered her mouth, she would quickly extend her tongue. She ate very politely without smacking her lips. Her cheeks would slightly bulge when she chewed. She looked very focused and devoted, as if eating was the most important thing. When she ate something particularly delicious, her eyes would widen slightly, and her whole body would be filled with happiness and satisfaction, which made people feel happy and satisfied just by watching her.
He secretly made up his mind that even after she established her foundation and practiced fasting, he would still cook three meals for her every day and watch her eat like this.
After dinner, he stood up to clean up the leftovers, and Su Xiaoyuan immediately stood up and followed him closely.
"Fellow Daoist Su, please go and have a rest." Fu Shiyu said.
"Within three feet, did Fellow Daoist Fu forget?"
A faint sweetness welled up in Fu Shiyu's heart: "I accidentally forgot."
You are too careless. It's your own life!
But she immediately remembered that Fu Shiyu didn't know that his life was really in danger.
She was helpless: "Forget it, I'll just remember it."
She helped him because they had to conserve spiritual energy in the secret realm, so they didn't use the purification technique. Fu Shiyu washed the dishes, and Su Xiaoyuan waited beside them, wiping them dry with a clean cloth and putting them away.
After packing up, they went to the woods outside the temple together. Fu Shiyu set traps to catch wild rabbits, while Su Xiaoyuan picked wild fruits and collected herbs she knew within three feet of him, chatting with them intermittently.
Somehow the topic turned to the strange murals in the underground palace.
"That mural seems to contain important clues. Would you like to go explore it with me tomorrow, Fellow Daoist Su?"
Su Xiaoyuan's expression changed, and she shook her head vigorously: "Fellow Daoist Fu, please don't go there again. What if you encounter danger?"
Fu Shiyu looked at her thoughtfully.
Su Xiaoyuan realized that her reaction was not normal, and said, "Isn't this a secret place for survival? You won't necessarily die if you stay here, but running around might get you into trouble."
Fu Shiyu nodded: "Then I'll listen to Fellow Daoist Su."
As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of green clothing flashed by. If he had not had excellent eyesight and had not been paying attention to the dark green shadow of the bushes, he would have thought that it was just a few leaves blown by the wind.
He sneered in his heart and raised the corner of his mouth, knowing that someone was getting restless.
Time passed quickly when they were busy. In the blink of an eye, the sun set. Fu Shiyu didn't catch a rabbit, but he caught a pheasant. The two of them returned to the temple before dark, one carrying the pheasant and the other holding a basket full of wild fruits and herbs.
Ling Sangrou and Ge Heshang were sitting by the fire and talking. When they noticed the movement, they both looked up towards the door. There seemed to be a smile in Ling Sangrou's eyes, but the male cultivator in green immediately avoided her gaze, seeming a little guilty.
Perhaps realizing he had lost his composure, he coughed twice and greeted, "Have you two fellow Taoists returned from outside?"
Don't hit a smiling person. Su Xiaoyuan nodded and said, "Let's go to the woods to pick something."
"You two fellow Taoists are so leisurely." Ling Sangrou said sarcastically, intentionally or unintentionally.
Su Xiaoyuan was not good at arguing. She opened her mouth but couldn't think of anything to say in response, so she just let it go.
Fu Shiyu glanced at her and Ge Heshang, and said indifferently, "You two are quite busy. I wonder what you are planning."
Ling Sangrou was so angry that her face turned red and white.
Ge Heshang: "Fellow Daoist Fu, why are you..."
Su Xiaoyuan didn't want to argue with them any more, so she quietly pulled Fu Shiyu's sleeve and said, "It's getting late, let's go back and cook."
After she walked out of the heroine's sight, the feeling of thorn in her back finally disappeared, and Su Xiaoyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
When she looked up, she found Fu Shiyu looking at her, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
Su Xiaoyuan's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
"Fellow Daoist Su seems to be a little afraid of that Ling." Fu Shiyu said.
"No, how could that be?" Su Xiaoyuan said hurriedly, "It's just that this is Tai Yan's trial after all. It's not good to get too awkward with Tai Yan disciples... Next time you encounter something like this, Fellow Daoist Fu, just ignore her."
"Okay." Fu Shiyu followed suit.
Su Xiaoyuan was originally in a good mood, but when she saw the heroine, she couldn't help but think of her fate as cannon fodder and felt that her future was uncertain.
I just hope that I can get through the trial safely and that no one triggers the plot of the other world.
Fortunately, according to Fu Shiyu, the entrance to the underground palace is very hidden, and it should not be easy to find if you don’t deliberately search for clues.
Because of her nervousness, her appetite was greatly affected during dinner. She was full after barely finishing half of a roasted pheasant leg. Fu Shiyu took the remaining half without any hesitation and ate it without saying a word.
Su Xiaoyuan hesitated for a while and finally said nothing. After all, cherishing food is a virtue.
After cleaning up, she went to the bathroom to take a quick shower and change into clean clothes. Before her usual bedtime, she took out a sketchbook and charcoal pencils from her Qiankun bag and started drawing.
Fu Shiyu leaned over curiously: "What is Su Daoyou drawing?"
On the left page was the multi-angle bust she had drawn of Fu Tingyun on the "cruise" before. She subconsciously blocked it with her hand, but Fu Shiyu had already seen it: "Is this fellow Daoist Su's partner?"
Su Xiaoyuan blushed: "Ah... um."
"He seems like a nice guy," Fu Shiyu said calmly, "very handsome."
Perhaps the speaker was unintentional but the listener took it seriously, Su Xiaoyuan always felt that the two "people" characters were emphasized a bit too much.
She said vaguely, "He is very good."
"Friend Su's paintings are very vivid, but did he learn from a famous artist?" Fu Shiyu asked again.
"No, no, I just drew it for fun."
"Fellow Daoist Su is very talented. No wonder he can tell the difference in the formation at a glance."
Su Xiaoyuan's face flushed with praise from him. She had wanted to draw a few simple comic strips about her experiences over the past two days to show to her puppeteer and best friend, but she felt too embarrassed to start drawing because he was watching her.
Fu Shiyu seemed to notice something and looked away: "Sorry, I was watching from the side and disturbed Su Daoyou's painting."
"It's okay, it's okay," Su Xiaoyuan closed the notebook, "I'm just bored, I don't have to draw."
"Could you please draw a picture for me, Brother Su?" Fu Shiyu asked.
As if worried that she wouldn't agree, he added, "I can pay. Just name your price, Fellow Daoist Su."
Su Xiaoyuan was a little amused and said, "Why charge money? I'll just draw a picture for you, as long as you don't think my drawing is ugly."
"Fellow Daoist Su is too modest."
"Do you want to draw a full body or half body?" Su Xiaoyuan asked.
Fu Shiyu glanced at the portraits of the man from various angles on the paper: "It'll be similar to his."
"These sketches are too sloppy, and the tones are all off," Su Xiaoyuan said, smiling uncontrollably at the thought of picking such a beautiful model. "We have plenty of time anyway, so I'll draw a more detailed one for you..."
When the girl talked about her hobbies, she became more talkative, and her cheeks flushed and her eyes lit up were captivating.
Fu Shiyu had the urge to embrace Mingyue in his arms, but he couldn't.
He stood up to pour water, and Su Xiaoyuan immediately jumped up from the stool and followed him, never leaving more than three feet away from him.
After drinking a whole cup of cold water, he made her a cup of spiritual herb tea.
Su Xiaoyuan held the tea and pondered: "What kind of feeling do you want, Fellow Daoist Fu? A more serious and formal feeling, or a more relaxed and casual one?"
Fu Shiyu: "What kind does Fellow Daoist Su like?"
Su Xiaoyuan blushed. Her hobby was not something she could show publicly. She could only say, "Daoyou Fu is good-looking and has a good temperament. He looks good in every way."
Fu Shiyu: "Fellow Daoist Su, do you think I have a good appearance?"
Su Xiaoyuan was almost amused by him: "I don't need to think so. Anyone with eyes can see that you are beautiful. Don't you know it yourself?"
Fu Shiyu: "I've lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years and haven't met many people, so I have no way to compare myself to them."
After a pause, he said, "If this body of mine can be praised by Fellow Daoist Su, then my life will not be in vain."
"Friend Fu, when you meet more people in the future, there will be many people who will admire you. It's not just your appearance, you also have a kind heart."
Fu Shiyu: "Maybe my heart is evil, but Fellow Daoist Su can't see it."
"I don't believe it," Su Xiaoyuan said, "Although I'm not very smart, I've always had good luck with friends since I was a child. I can meet good people wherever I go. The first time I met Fellow Daoist Su, I could feel it..."
She soon became absorbed in the painting and stopped talking, occasionally looking up to examine him carefully. There were many details that could only be noticed if one observed carefully while painting.
She kept sighing and screaming in her heart, what on earth does this person look like? How can he be so handsome!
Fu Shiyu didn't disturb her, but just watched her quietly. She was using her brush to depict him on paper, and he, like countless times before, was using his eyes to imprint her in his heart.
After finishing the draft, Su Xiaoyuan picked up the notebook and showed it to him: "Brother Fu, take a look. Is there anything that needs to be revised?"
Fu Shiyu took a look and said, "No need to change, everything is fine."
Su Xiaoyuan continued to refine the painting, cleaning up the lines before showing it to him. "It's a pity I didn't bring any colored ink. I'll color it when I get back. Does Fellow Daoist Fu have a communication tool? You can leave a communication talisman and I'll mail it to you when I'm ready, or use a transmission array to send it to you..."
"I don't have a communication tool," Fu Shiyu said, "No need to color it, this is fine."
"Wait a minute, I'll put on some tune..." Su Xiaoyuan was a little disappointed: "Then how are we going to contact each other after we leave the secret realm?"
Fu Shiyu's eyes flickered: "After leaving the secret realm, fellow Daoist Su is still willing to associate with me?"
Su Xiaoyuan: "Of course, aren't we friends?"
Fu Shiyu didn't answer: "Friend Su is in Taiyan, it's easy to find him."
Su Xiaoyuan blushed, "Fellow Daoist Fu thinks too highly of me. If I can't pass this trial, I'll have to go back to the Yunyu Sect. But that's not bad either... You can come to the Yunyu Sect to find me, and I'll take you to eat something delicious..."
She suddenly remembered something, put down her paintbrush, and took out a jar of assorted candies from her bag and placed it in his hand: "This is the candy I made myself, try it."
Fu Shiyu took it and asked, "Does Brother Su like giving candy to others?"
Su Xiaoyuan was surprised: "How did Fellow Daoist Fu know?"
Fu Shiyu: “Guessed.”
Su Xiaoyuan nodded: "I like to make delicious food and give it to my friends. I will be happy if they like it. You can try it."
Fu Shiyu opened the lid, picked up one and put it in his mouth: "It's delicious."
Su Xiaoyuan couldn't help but frown when she thought of the first time she invited the puppet to eat candy.
Fu Shiyu seemed to like sweets very much and ate half a can one by one.
Su Xiaoyuan was very happy: "Actually, the most delicious thing is the orange candy, but this year's is finished. The oranges in the sect will be ripe in a while. If I go back, I will make another batch and give you a few more cans then."
"good."
Su Xiaoyuan refined the details a bit more, then held up the notebook and turned it over to show him: "It's done!"
Fu Shiyu stared at it for a while. This painting was carefully drawn by her. It was much more detailed than the previous one she casually drew for the puppet, and it was also very accurate and vivid.
It's just that there's a lack of love in the brushstrokes.
"What's wrong?" The girl was a little uneasy when she saw that he didn't respond. "Does Fellow Daoist Fu not like it?"
"I like it very much," Fu Shiyu said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Su, it's the first time someone has painted my portrait so well."
Su Xiaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to tear off the page and give it to him.
Fu Shiyu said: "No need to tear it."
Su Xiaoyuan was surprised: "Don't you want to take it?"
"Leave it to Fellow Daoist Su as a souvenir," Fu Shiyu said, "If you've forgotten what I look like, you can take a look at the portrait."
Su Xiaoyuan was stunned. So, this was a gift of her own painting? Who would give a gift like this?
But Fu Shiyu was a wild man who grew up in the mountains, so it was normal for him to be ignorant of the ways of the world. She didn't want to hurt his pride, so she had to accept it with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Fu."
After finishing the painting, Su Xiaoyuan felt a little sleepy, so she put the sketchbook back into her Qiankun bag and prepared to make a pot of hot tea to refresh herself.
Fu Tingyun saw her eyelids drooping, so he said, "Friend Su, please settle down as soon as possible."
Su Xiaoyuan covered her mouth with one hand and yawned, shaking her hand: "No, no, you go to sleep first, I'll watch over you tonight."
Fu Shiyu: "I don't need to sleep, I can just sit by the bed and meditate."
Su Xiaoyuan refused to sleep no matter what and insisted on keeping watch. She drank two cups of strong tea, took out a storybook from her Qiankun bag, and read it with her chin in her hand.
Fu Shiyu stopped trying to persuade her and just closed his eyes and meditated.
After a while, he heard a "bang" and opened his eyes to see that the girl was fast asleep on the table.
Fu Tingyun stood up, picked her up and carried her horizontally, put her on the bed, took off his shoes, went to the bathroom to take a shower, lifted the quilt and lay down beside her, curled her up, hugged her tightly from behind, and embedded her tightly in his arms.
A sweet scent filled the air around her nose, and the sleeping girl was like an open candy jar, she could eat as much as she wanted and however she wanted.
But he suddenly didn't want to do anything. He just wanted to hold her like this until dawn. Just holding her like this, smelling the fragrance in the crook of her neck, his heart gently swelled up and filled his chest.
However, some people just don't want to fulfill his wish.
In less than an hour, the earth began to tremble without any warning.
Fu Tingyun lingered on her neck and behind her ears for a while, until the cabinet door was shaken open and the pots and pans fell to the ground with a clang. Only then did he let go of her, got off the bed, and drew a mark on her forehead.
Su Xiaoyuan quickly opened her eyes and looked at him blankly: "Fellow Daoist Fu..., why is the bed shaking?"
"It seems to be an earthquake. I wonder if it has anything to do with the monsters."
Su Xiaoyuan woke up with a start.
Earthquakes, monsters...someone has opened up the other world!
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The author has something to say: -20 is a bitch, his moral level is probably on par with what is sealed in his stomach, don't expect anything from him~
Do not imitate abnormal behavior
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