Chapter 283 World Eleven (End)
You Dongjun stepped forward and grasped Baoshan's slender wrist. A dark wave of emotion rolled in his eyes, and his voice was cold and hard: "Go back."
Qin Meng, the incarnation of a nightmare within the dream, naturally stepped forward to intervene. But You Dongjun, already seething with rage, was forcing himself to suppress it when Qin Meng ran into him. With a swipe of his sleeves, You Dongjun unleashed a powerful gust of wind, sending the towering figure of Qin Meng careening to the ground.
Bao Shan called out in a delicate voice, "Qin Lang!"
After saying this, Baoshan tried to break free from You Dongjun's grip and ran towards the fallen Qin Meng. But You Dongjun stroked her slender waist with his hand and held Baoshan in his arms. He barely suppressed his inner restlessness and said coldly, "It's just a dream. Baoshan, the one you should be close to and trust is me, not that greasy-haired and powdered Qin Lang!"
Baoshan was held in You Dongjun's arms and began to sob. Her voice was gentle and soft, and her tears rolled down like strings of pearls, against her snow-white skin, making people feel pity and love for her.
Bao Shan's eyes were blurred with tears. She clenched her soft hands into pink fists and gently beat You Dongjun's chest, saying in a trembling voice, "You scoundrel, please let me go. You hurt Qin Lang, and now you want to offend me. You are truly hateful. I don't know what dreams or gods you are talking about. I only know that Qin Lang is my lifelong support and my future husband. It is natural for me to rely on him. How can I allow a little Taoist like you to say anything..."
Bao Shan's strength was weak, even though she used all her strength.
But when it fell on You Dongjun, it was as soft and weak as a cotton ball.
You Dongjun only felt that the treasured fan could not hurt him, but the treasured fan's words could make him feel depressed.
You Dongjun let go of the treasure fan and turned to walk towards Qin Meng.
Qin Meng looked like a weak scholar, with a pale face and a thin body. He was so weak that he couldn't even tie a chicken, and couldn't defeat You Dongjun's moves with his bare hands.
You Dongjun looked at Qin Meng, whose face was covered with bruises, and felt no sympathy at all.
He looked at Qin Meng coldly, gripped Qin Meng's jaw, and turned Qin Meng's face towards the treasure fan.
Baoshan was already frightened out of her wits, her cheeks were pale, and her eyes were crimson.
Bao Shan's voice trembled. Seeing You Dongjun's decisive action, she quickly pleaded, "Please don't hurt Qin Lang. Since we have never met, I believe you must have come here to ask for something."
Whether it’s gold, silver, treasures, or silks and satins, as long as you ask, I will go and find them for you. I only ask one thing of you, don’t hurt Qin Lang…”
Before, Baoshan’s mind and eyes were filled with only You Dongjun, but he was used to it.
Even though You Dongjun took over Baoshan's body to relieve her lovesickness, all he wanted in his heart was to give Baoshan an explanation.
There is more responsibility in this explanation, but not much affection.
Now, You Dongjun witnessed with his own eyes that Baoshan was caring and submissive to another man.
Only then did he realize that he had already regarded the treasure fan as his own.
From the day You Dongjun brought the treasure fan out of the mountains, he should have understood that according to You Dongjun's temperament.
Not to mention one poor woman, even if there were ten or eight poor women crying in front of him, You Dongjun would not be moved, but would just walk past them with a normal expression.
Out of pity, You Dongjun felt affection for the treasured fan, and regarded it as something as important as the compass and peach wood sword he always carried with him.
The peach wood sword and compass were given to You Dongjun by his master Changsheng Daojun when he first learned Taoism.
These two items are of great significance to You Dongjun, so he never leaves them.
When You Dongjun rescued Baoshan from that remote and ignorant village, he never thought that Baoshan, a weak woman, would abandon him one day and seek another way to make a living.
You Dongjun has regarded the treasure fan as his own, just like the peach wood sword, which he cannot live without.
Seeing Bao Shan sobbing softly and shedding tears for other men, You Dongjun finally realized that Bao Shan was different from peach wood swords.
You Dongjun can leave the peach wood sword in reality and enter the dream alone, but You Dongjun cannot leave the treasure fan alone.
You Dongjun thought to himself that he should repay the life-saving grace with his own body.
If it were someone else, You Dongjun would never have taken the rescue to heart and naturally would not have asked for anything in return.
But the treasured fan was different. You Dongjun selfishly believed that since he had saved the treasured fan, it should repay him. He had no regard for gold, silver, or other valuables. Besides, the treasured fan had nothing of its own, so he could only offer it as a token of gratitude.
If others knew of You Dongjun's thoughts, they would probably say he was acting recklessly, expecting no one to repay him for his kindness. Furthermore, he wanted nothing more than his daughter's body and her life as a repayment. He was truly outrageous.
But You Dongjun didn't care what others said. He had made up his mind and his eyes looked at Baoshan even deeper and darker.
He wanted Baoshan to leave the dream with him, but Baoshan was unwilling to do so and said that she would stay with Qin Meng no matter life or death.
You Dongjun raised his eyebrows slightly and tightened his grip on Qin Meng's neck. Qin Meng's eyes widened and he begged for mercy.
You Dongjun didn't look at him, but stared intently at the treasured fan. "I know this is a dream, set up by a nightmare. Your actions are not in accordance with your true nature, so I don't blame you.
But you shouldn't say that you'd rather be Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai than go back with me."
You Dongjun increased the strength of his hands, but Qin Meng was still motionless when a tear slipped from Baoshan's eye.
You Dongjun simply said, "Don't worry, I won't harm you in the slightest. I'm just tired of seeing this nightmare creature, and I have to kill it to finally quell the rage in my heart."
Qin Meng hurriedly said, "Please spare my life! Little Taoist priest, I see you are interested in the treasure fan..."
You Dongjun looked at him coldly.
Qin Meng thought that his words had hit the nail on the head with You Dongjun, so he lowered his voice and said, "If you spare my life, I'll trade it for a beauty. How about that?"
You Dongjun had already treated Qin Meng as a dead object. The treasured fan was originally his, so when did it become Qin Meng's turn to use it as an object of exchange? Qin Meng said attentively: "You are short-handed and rude, so the treasured fan will naturally not be willing to give it to you.
If the little Taoist priest could spare my life, I would persuade Baoshan to have a dream with you, Wen Yuanyang.
When the time comes, she will give her body to you, and what happens next will all depend on your feelings..."
You Dongjun thought of what the nightmare said, that the dream would only be broken if the treasure fan willingly followed him out of the dream.
You Dongjun wanted to use Qin Meng's hand to stop Bao Shan from having feelings for Qin Meng, and then Bao Shan would naturally go back with him.
Seeing You Dongjun's tacit agreement, Qin Meng used the words he usually used to coax Baoshan, and said in a gentle voice: "That little Taoist priest is trapped by love, which is really pitiful. Why don't you let him get close to you, Baoshan? If the little Taoist priest enjoys it, he will let you and me go."
When Baoshan heard this, her fair and tender face turned red, like the finest pigeon blood gem.
She was weak, but she understood what Qin Meng said. It would not be good for a woman's reputation, so she naturally didn't want to do it.
Qin Meng used both soft and hard tactics and said, "You have such a cruel mind! Do you want to watch me die at the hands of that little Taoist priest so that you can become a widow to be satisfied?
My dear Baoshan, you agreed to let me get close to that little Taoist priest.
Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about what happened today.
You saved my life, I will definitely treat you well in the future!"
The precious fan is inherently fragile, and its nature is like the water plants in a pond, swaying with the flow of the water.
Hearing Qin Meng's repeated requests, Baoshan was confused and responded softly.
When You Dongjun walked towards the treasure fan, she trembled and remembered Qin Meng's instructions. She could only suppress the fear in her heart and put her soft hand on You Dongjun's chest.
You Dongjun had already cast a talisman to cover Qin Meng's five senses.
Qin Meng now cannot listen, watch or talk.
But Baoshan was completely unaware of this. In her eyes, she only knew that she was getting close to another man in front of her lover.
The soft hand trembled slightly, and Bao Shan felt like retreating. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, You Dongjun caught her.
You Dongjun clenched the palm of his hand holding the treasure fan, and with a firm attitude, pressed the snow-like palm against his chest.
You Dongjun leaned over and rubbed Baoshan's white and tender earlobe with his teeth.
His slightly deep voice reached Baoshan's ears.
"He doesn't deserve it."
Bao Shan's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and just as she was about to say something, You Dongjun lifted her up by the waist.
The crimson color of the Impatiens left red marks on the broad and firm back.
On the surface, which is softer than frost and snow, there are traces of moisture from the dew.
If it were today, it would be a winter scene. Amidst the white snow, only two red plum trees stand proudly alone. Flakes of white snow fall softly, hanging on the red plum blossoms, turning into clear water, and gathering into mud at the roots of the trees.
Baoshan has fair skin and looks like a peeled lychee.
But the lychee is plump and round, while the precious fan is delicate and fragile, like a willow swaying in the wind.
You Dongjun put the treasured fan in his arms, savoring the petal-like lips carefully, letting his lips and teeth intertwine, his consciousness floating up and down.
A breeze blew, and Baoshan curled up in You Dongjun's arms like a cat.
She was originally a restrained and well-behaved girl, but now she has thrown all the rules and etiquette to the winds, and is having an unbridled and romantic time with the Maoshan Taoist priest in front of her lover, singing and moaning.
The beauty was so weak that she gasped for breath even when she lifted her arms.
You Dongjun folded the clothes on Baoshan and untied Qin Meng's restrictions.
Qin Meng saw Bao Shan's eyes were full of spring water, showing her charming appearance. Jealousy and desire were mixed in her heart, and her eyes were glued to Bao Shan.
You Dongjun was unhappy and covered Qin Meng's eyes again.
You Dongjun turned and said, "You are mine now, and you will be my wife in the future. Husband and wife must stay together. Now, are you willing to leave with me?"
Bao Shan's eyes widened. It was clearly just an exchange. She had used Bao Shan in exchange for You Dongjun sparing Qin Meng's life. But now, You Dongjun suddenly mentioned the word "husband and wife" with such sincerity that Bao Shan was at a loss for what to do.
Bao Shan said timidly: "I should be Qin Lang's wife, not your wife..."
You Dongjun suddenly grasped the treasured fan around his waist, lowered his head and asked, "Do you want to abandon me after having an affair with me?"
Baoshan shook his head timidly.
You Dongjun continued, "Although Taoist priests are different from monks and need to observe certain taboos, it is common for them to marry and have children.
However, Maoshan Taoism has many restrictions on matters between men and women.
I gave my virginity to you so easily, and from now on you will be the only one.
But according to what you said, you actually want to watch me live the rest of my life alone for the sake of Qin Meng, who sold his wife for fame."
Baoshan has always been soft-hearted, otherwise she would not have agreed to Qin Meng's ridiculous proposal.
Bao Shan looked at You Dongjun's pitiful appearance, and her heart softened. She said timidly, "...What should I do then?"
You Dongjun leaned over and whispered in Baoshan's ear.
"Of course—stay by my side."
Although he knew it was a dream, You Dongjun paused for a moment before finally speaking out what he was thinking: "The lecher you've been thinking about is me. Now that you know this, you can blame me or hate me. But there's one thing: you can't leave me alone... Baoshan, I've been dreaming for too long. It's time to go home."
Bao Shan's watery eyes were slightly startled. She looked at You Dongjun's face and murmured, "Master..."
Gu Xiaoxiao stared at Zhimengxiang for a while, then looked at Mengyao, fearing that Mengyao would run away.
Although Gu Xiaoxiao is a lively person, no matter what Meng Yan wants to say to her, Gu Xiaoxiao will not respond.
She still remembered that last time, because of her mistake, she was almost bewitched by Huan Niang and escaped from the clay pot.
Gu Xiaoxiao thought to herself that if it was a nightmare, it would also confuse the mind. Letting the nightmare go would be a small matter, but if You Dongjun and Baoshan were trapped in the dream, it would be a big deal.
The dream-weaving incense suddenly stopped and the thick white smoke dissipated.
Gu Xiaoxiao was about to question the nightmare about what happened when she saw You Dongjun walking out of the dream with a treasure fan.
Gu Xiaoxiao hurriedly surrounded him and asked him all sorts of questions, wondering what the dream was like, but it was very dangerous.
Baoshan's cheeks flushed, and everything in the dream was still vivid in her mind.
But how could she explain such things in detail to Gu Xiaoxiao?
You Dongjun didn't give Nightmare the chance to choose, so Nightmare had to unlock everyone's memories.
Mrs. Du remembered that the person locked in the cell was her real son, Du Jinyi.
Du Jinyi regained his identity, but there was not much joy on his face.
Mrs. Du knew that Du Jinyi had been wandering outside for a long time and had suffered a lot, so she was naturally heartbroken.
Mrs. Du asked about Du Jinyi's well-being and ordered people to capture Chen Wu, who had instigated Du Jinyi to leave home. She subdued him, beat him up, and sent him to see the authorities to vent Du Jinyi's anger.
Du Jinyi regained a life of luxury, but perhaps because of the incident with the real and fake Du Jinyi, his temperament became much calmer than before.
Du Jinyi found You Dongjun and asked to meet Meng Ye.
You Dongjun took out the compass and raised his hand lightly, only to see white mist rising and the nightmare appearing.
Nightmare originally thought that after he unlocked everyone's memories, You Dongjun would let him go, but he never expected that You Dongjun would take him in directly.
This caused Nightmare to beat his chest and stamp his feet, crying out that he had been deceived and should not have trusted these hateful Maoshan Taoist priests.
Du Jinyi looked at Meng Ye, and the two men's faces did not resemble each other at all.
Du Jinyi thought for a moment and realized that the nightmare was a copy of his true appearance, with minor adjustments. Du Jinyi simply said, "I have a few questions for you."
Nightmare said lazily, "Go ahead."
Du Jinyi said, "Since you can enter dreams, trace back old memories and keep them in your heart.
It was not surprising that he could answer Gu Xiaoxiao's childhood memories fluently.
But I'm curious, why is the tip of the birthmark on your waist pointing downwards? Is that intentional?"
Nightmare chuckled and said, "No, it's just that dreams are always the opposite. In my dream, the birthmark on your waist was facing downwards, so it naturally appeared.
Later, I saw the real birthmark, which was the upper half of a waning moon.
But everyone's memory has been changed, and Gu Xiaoxiao's memory is really long-lost. Seeing me swearing so confidently, she will not doubt me, but will only suspect that there is something wrong with her memory.
So, I decided to stick with it and not change the birthmark."
Du Jinyi nodded slightly and continued, "You transformed into my appearance, but did you make a deal with my mother?"
Nightmare made no secret of it: "Of course, we monsters don't have good intentions for no reason.
Your mother traded the rest of her life for three years of peace and tranquility."
Hearing this, Du Jinyi looked anxious and asked hurriedly, "How can I return my mother's life to her?"
Meng Yan looked at Du Jinyi for a long time, then suddenly laughed and said, "How can I return something that has entered my hands?"
Du Jinyi looked at You Dongjun, his eyes full of pleading.
But You Dongjun only cared about capturing monsters and never cared about these matters of cause and effect.
Du Jinyi had no choice but to beg Meng Ye. After this incident, he grew a lot.
Only then did Du Jinyi realize how many foolish things he had done in the past.
He left home rashly, causing his father to worry and his mother to be seriously ill, which was already unfilial.
Among her three children, Mrs. Du loved Du Jinyi the most. How could Du Jinyi watch his mother die young?
Mengyao thought for a moment and said: "Since you beg me like this, I will give you a chance. What Madam Du wants in her dream is that you are gentle and obedient and don't cause trouble.
How about this, if within three years you don’t cause any trouble and make Madam Du worry about you in her dreams.
I will only take three years of Mrs. Du's life. This is the capital of my dream, and I really cannot give it up. I will return the rest to her.
If you still don't change, I will not only take Mrs. Du's lifespan, but also all the Du family's wealth. But you must not tell anyone about this. If you want to win me over, I will order you to be locked up so that you can't cause any trouble, but what's the fun in that?"
Du Jinyi agreed readily.
Since walking out of the dream that day, Baoshan discovered the mottled marks on his body, and realized that dreams are not without traces.
Bao Shan felt shy and learned that the "lecher" she had been looking for when Huan Niang was possessed was actually You Dongjun. Bao Shan regarded You Dongjun as her benefactor and was unsure how to face him, so she deliberately avoided You Dongjun.
That day, You Dongjun caught Bao Shan who was trying to escape, pushed her against the wall, and kissed her gently. Bao Shan's eyes were full of tears and her cheeks were red. You Dongjun held Bao Shan's lips and asked vaguely, "Why are you hiding from me?"
Bao Shan was too timid to admit: "I wasn't hiding from you..."
You Dongjun bit Baoshan's lips lightly and said coldly, "You're lying."
Baoshan's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and she dared not speak.
You Dongjun said, "Although it was a dream, I never talk in my sleep. Besides, I saved you, so you deserve some thanks."
Bao Shan looked confused and asked tentatively, "Is it okay if I make some clothes for the Taoist priest?"
"No."
Bao Shan's voice trembled: "Then... I will go and be a slave, and save up money for the Taoist priest."
"You're not allowed to go."
Bao Shan asked timidly, "Master, you only make things difficult for me. Everything I wear and adorn my temples were given to me by you. What do you want from me?"
You Dongjun's eyes darkened. "I explained it clearly in my dream. In the Maoshan Dao, virginity is of the utmost importance. Since you... you can only be my wife. This will both repay my kindness and fulfill the Maoshan tradition."
Under the gaze of You Dongjun's dark eyes, Bao Shan could not say no.
Seeing You Dongjun gently hooking Baoshan's hand, Baoshan's body leaned against You Dongjun like a dodder.
Such a talented man and beautiful woman made Gu Xiaoxiao extremely heartbroken.
But rather than the heartache, Gu Xiaoxiao felt more of a sense of loss that "it's just as I expected" and "they are really together".
After all the experiences on the way back home, Gu Xiaoxiao is no longer the same Gu Xiaoxiao.
She still loves You Dongjun, but she will never deliberately make things difficult for Baoshan because of him again.
But Gu Xiaoxiao was depressed and had to find someone to take responsibility.
Gu Xiaoxiao walked up to Baoshan and deliberately frightened her, saying, "The little Taoist's master is very difficult..."
You Dongjun looked at her coldly, and Gu Xiaoxiao had no choice but to keep silent.
Gu Xiaoxiao returned to the Gu family, but the idea of making a name for herself was still lingering in her mind.
But after experiencing the incident with Du Jinyi, Gu Xiaoxiao had more plans in her mind. She just said that when she was away from home, she needed to comfort her family first.
Otherwise, she would have been caught by her father not long after she went out.
You Dongjun and Bao Shan did not stay in the Gu family for long. Naturally, they had to go back to Maoshan to get married.
Gu Xiaoxiao stood outside the door, looking at You Dongjun and Bao Shan, who were riding on the same horse in an intimate posture.
You Dongjun's expression was still cold, but he took good care of the precious fan in every detail.
Gu Xiaoxiao raised her voice and shouted, "The mountains remain unchanged, the water flows forever, we will meet again!"
Baoshanrourou turned around and looked, a faint smile appearing on her cheeks.
Gu Xiaoxiao's eyes were sore, and seeing You Dongjun's lack of reaction, she couldn't help but snort softly, and said stiffly, "Baoshan, don't invite me to your wedding banquet with the young Taoist priest. I won't go, and I absolutely don't wish for you two to be a harmonious couple!"
Baoshan didn't feel offended, she just raised her snow-white soft hand and waved gently.
I saw Gu Xiaoxiao's figure walking away, and I could no longer see the expression on her face.
Maoshan.
The Taoist mountain, which usually wears gray Taoist robes, is now decorated with lights and colorful silks everywhere and glass lanterns are lit, making it very lively.
Baoshan's hands were tied, and her snow-white skin turned a peach-pink color due to anxiety.
Her black hair was like a waterfall, all draped over her snow-white and delicate shoulders.
A pair of beautiful eyes, as if soaked in spring water, so clear and sparkling that people can't take their eyes away after just one look.
Baoshan's lips were slightly broken, but her pearly teeth still refused to relax, as if only by biting her lips could she suppress her shy voice.
When the sound of slow and powerful footsteps was heard, Baoshan trembled and looked with her watery eyes.
Then I saw You Dongjun in a wedding dress, which made her face look as dignified as jade.
Baoshan was used to seeing You Dongjun wearing a gray Taoist robe. Today was an auspicious day, so You Dongjun naturally had to wear bright colors.
You Dongjun sat beside Baoshan. His slender bamboo-like fingers, with a slight coolness, fell on Baoshan's cheek, lingering on it.
Wherever they went, Baoshan's cheeks would turn red, as beautiful as the sunset.
You Dongjun had hoped Baoshan would initiate the conversation, but Baoshan was too delicate and shy. Every time, it was You Dongjun who begged for mercy first. You Dongjun leaned over and offered a gentle kiss, which he savored slowly.
You Dongjun had long understood that beautiful women were a feast for the eyes. As for the affairs between men and women, he gradually began to feel that they were strange and extraordinary.
There are still traces of Taoism to follow, but when men and women make love, they often discover new and interesting things, which makes You Dongjun always flirt with Baoshan and make progress together.
Bao Shan scolded him, "You're always talking nonsense. Daoism is beneficial, but... it's not beneficial at all. It's only beneficial to you."
You Dongjun's voice was calm, but his words made Baoshan's face blush.
"Your chronic illness was cured because of this incident. You are now in great health. I am not lying."
Bao Shan quickly covered his mouth and said, "Don't say that."
You Dongjun bit the fingertips of the precious fan, then held the soft hand in his palm and leaned over to kiss it gently.
If you have a true friend by your side, everywhere is a land of happiness:
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