Chapter 65 Regeneration Method: I don't want ordinary thank-you gifts.
Shen Jiuxu stared at the small patch of clothing that had been soaked by his tears, his eyes filled with deep meaning. Jiang Yu couldn't see his face, so he naturally didn't know what he was thinking. He waited for a while, but there was still no movement. Just as he was about to raise his hand, he was pressed down.
"It's my fault, so naturally I should make amends."
Shen Jiuxu placed his slender fingers on the top button. This was originally the outfit he had put on Jiang Yu. He had thought Jiang Yu was too lazy to move, but now he realized that Jiang Yu had other plans.
"Thanks."
Jiang Yu felt the atmosphere in the room was strange. Shen Jiuxu didn't speak, and his hand was just sitting there without making any further moves. The wind was blowing coldly around him, so he had no choice but to break the silence in the room first.
"What should we offer as thanks?"
Shen Jiuxu helped him unbutton the button, and grabbed Jiang Yu's fluttering hem with one hand, "I don't want an ordinary thank-you gift."
Jiang Yu's eyes darted around. He couldn't see Shen Jiuxu, but he could smell the fragrance emanating from him.
As he got closer, the fragrance became stronger, so Jiang Yu knew that he was watching him from the side, and there must have been a hint of cunning in his slightly upturned eyes.
"Then what do you want?"
"I will grant your wish."
Jiang Yu smiled and said, "So can you take off my clothes first?" He deliberately moved closer and could feel Shen Jiuxu's breathing suddenly become heavier. He reached out and touched Shen Jiuxu's neck, which was very hot.
"……good."
Shen Jiuxu's eyes were deep. He quickly took off Jiang Yu's wet clothes, then took out a clean handkerchief and wiped the water stains off. His movements were gentle and methodical, and Jiang Yu's breathing became heavier because of his deliberately slow movements.
"Do you still want to wear it?"
Shen Jiuxu looked at Jiang Yu, the bedding on the bed was put aside. He stared at Jiang Yu's face, not missing any change in his emotions.
"Young Master Shen has the final say."
He was then pushed onto the bed, covered with blankets, and placed next to another burning hot body.
Jiang Yu swallowed hard. This feeling of not being able to see anything was different from when the lights were off before. Back then, some moonlight could still shine through the window, and he could still see the person in front of him clearly.
But things are different now.
It was now pitch black, and Jiang Yu could only cling tightly to Shen Jiuxu, his arms wrapped around him. Everything was under Shen Jiuxu's control.
Since he couldn't see, those movements became even more sensitive, and goosebumps would even appear on his skin. The excessive stimulation made Jiang Yu lose his senses.
Until the very last moment, Jiang Yu lay on the bed, feeling the same trembling beside her, buried her head in Shen Jiuxu's chest, and drifted off to sleep.
Seeing that the person was fast asleep, Shen Jiuxu carefully tidied up the bedding for him, held the person's wrist, and began to channel spiritual energy into him.
Seeing that the person's complexion had become much rosier, Shen Jiuxu stopped what he was doing. He got off the bed and tried to calm his mind. The flowers surrounding Jiang Yu suddenly became much dimmer, and their originally bright colors seemed to have faded a lot.
Shen Jiuxu looked at his somewhat transparent hands, turned around and went to the wardrobe to find a garment with longer sleeves to change into. He then set up a barrier in the room before going out.
"grandfather."
No sooner had he stepped out of the room than he bumped into Zhou Yongyin, who had cleaned up the dishes, fed the chickens and ducks, chopped firewood, and was drying herbs with Xi Chuang.
"It's only noon, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Zhou Yongyin calculated the time and said, "You guys were just too tired before. It's only been an hour or two. Why don't you go back to your rooms and get some more sleep?"
“Grandfather, I’m sleeping well. Jiang Yu is still inside.”
Shen Jiuxu then moved a stool from the corner and sat down beside it. He also began to clean the herbs that had just been dug up from the mountain for them, removing the soil from each herb and washing them in a basin of water.
"They all seem fine on the surface, but deep down, who knows what's wrong with them?" Zhou Yongyin said angrily. "Just like Jiang Yu, he always says he's fine, but who would have thought something would actually happen to him?"
"The same to you."
He casually picked up some dried herbs from his hand and tapped them on Shen Jiuxu's head, saying, "It'll be too late when you regret it."
Xi Chuang watched silently from behind, but quickened his pace, just in case Zhou Yongyin remembered that he was nearby and got into trouble.
"How is Jiang Yu? The child is preoccupied with his thoughts and won't talk to me. It's not easy to ask him directly, so I can only rely on you to guide him and help him stop keeping things bottled up inside."
"Thankfully, she's already asleep. Grandfather is right, I'll think of something."
Shen Jiuxu spoke methodically, while the others had different thoughts, but their hands never stopped, and the basket of herbs was quickly finished.
Before long it was noon, and the sun was high in the sky, making the ground warm. The chickens and ducks that had been outside for a while found their paws burning hot, and before Zhou Yongyin could call them back inside, they went back to their burrows on their own.
Shen Jiuxu stood there, while the chickens and ducks shivered in the shade, watching this strange man, wondering what he was thinking as he stared at them.
Xi Chuang and Zhou Yongyin were in the kitchen. He had just brought some firewood from the backyard to put under the stove when he caught a glimpse of Shen Jiuxu standing there. After half an incense stick's time, Shen Jiuxu was still standing there without moving.
He thought that Young Master Shen might have lost his mind.
Xi Chuang was still pondering how to tactfully tell Lian Quesheng about Jiang Yu's blindness and Shen Jiuxu's mental breakdown, so as not to make him fly into a rage again.
"Grandfather, I'm going out for a bit."
Just then, Shen Jiuxu's voice suddenly came from outside, and two faces looking at each other appeared in the white smoke filling the room.
Zhou Yongyin exclaimed "Hey!" and then heard a rustling sound. He stuck his head out of the window to look and saw Shen Jiuxu, dressed in black, taking an axe and a hoe from the wall and leaving.
This outfit is really strange.
A young man with an imposing presence headed up the mountain carrying a sickle and a hoe. Could it be that he was also going up the mountain to gather herbs?
After all, Shen Jiuxu was a tree. Before he transformed into a human, he must have spent a long time in the mountains and fields, and probably knew more and more precious herbs than I did.
Zhou Yongyin felt that his guess was probably right, so he was relieved and picked up the knife again to start chopping vegetables.
The mountain path was muddy and difficult to walk on because of several days of rain, and the path was narrow and steep, making it even more torturous.
Shen Jiuxu could only pick up a stick from the ground and hold it in his hand. Halfway there, a hedgehog the size of a palm jumped out of the grass and blocked the road.
Surprisingly, the hedgehog wasn't afraid of strangers. Instead, it boldly squatted there, staring at Shen Jiuxu, refusing to move aside. Its quills stood erect, and its large black eyes darted back and forth.
When Shen Jiuxu was a tree, it was very popular with small animals. Birds and sparrows would often come up to the tree to build nests and sleep. The flower buds were playful by nature and could always play with them.
Later, he became human and became a disciple of Elder Shen Wuke. He learned some rules and became much more composed. Even if he wanted to play with these animals, he would only do so when no one else was around.
So he squatted down and gently stroked the hedgehog's still-hardening quills with one hand, just like the foxtail grass by the roadside, not very prickly, just itchy.
Shen Jiuxu petted it for a while, then prepared to continue uphill, but the hedgehog stubbornly remained in place, refusing to move an inch. Shen Jiuxu ignored it and stepped over it, leaving a trail of footprints on the mountain path.
His heart was pounding. Shen Jiuxu suddenly remembered an ancient book he had read in Shen Wuke, which recorded the regenerative power of the divine tree, just like his own resurrection in Yunshui City. However, he didn't know if Jiang Yu could use it, so he could only risk it and try it out.
A towering tree with lush foliage grows on the mountain, surrounded by thick and straight fir trees. Shen Jiuxu hasn't been here for a long time, and this tree is his true form.
But this was ultimately a risky method. Although Shen Jiuxu was anxious, he still cautiously looked around and only after confirming that no one was around did he pick up his axe and cut a thick branch from the tree.
A sharp pain shot through him instantly, and Shen Jiuxu frowned. He took out a small white jade porcelain bottle from his bosom, muttering something under his breath. Golden light shone brightly on the branches, enveloping the entire area.
The person in the west window of the kitchen sensed something, raised an eyebrow, and then, pretending to be nonchalant, handed Zhou Yongyin a clean scallion.
The sudden burst of spiritual power was noticed by Lian Quesheng. Looking at the villagers around him who had seemingly returned to normal, he thought that Jiang Yu must have practiced some kind of technique again, and that he would probably ascend to immortality soon, at which point everything would return to normal.
He wrote a letter, tied it to the paper crane's leg, patted its wings, and said, "Go and deliver this letter to my parents so they don't have to worry anymore; the matter has been resolved."
The paper crane flapped its wings and flew away. Lian Quesheng stood on the hilltop and stared for a while longer. Several other sects also sent people over, bringing many disciples. Now there were enough people.
He was so tired that he hadn't slept for several days. After exchanging a few words with Dianxing, he prepared to go back up the mountain to sleep for a while and check on Jiang Yu's injuries. If they weren't healed, he would ask Lian Chisu to send some more people over to take a look.
As Lian Quesheng was thinking, he walked up the mountain and saw a bright golden light in front of him. He felt a strange feeling and walked in that direction.
Shen Jiuxu was pale and in uncontrollable pain. The flowers that had sprouted from his head withered quickly, giving him no time to react. He was covered in blood, but it was not visible because it was soaked through his black clothes.
"Jiuxu, what are you doing here?"
When Lian Quesheng arrived at the location, he looked closely and realized that it wasn't Jiang Yu he had thought, but rather Shen Jiuxu. His doubts deepened. "What happened?"
A strong, lingering stench of blood permeated the surroundings. Even Que Sheng was overwhelmed by the smell and quietly covered his nose. Only when he got closer did he realize that the smell was coming from Shen Jiuxu.
Are you injured? You're badly hurt.
Lian Quesheng rushed over in a panic, looking at the person's swaying body, "Are you crazy? What did you do to make yourself lose all your spiritual power!"
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Author's note: [crying][crying][crying], I'm late again, so I won't make any promises. My flag always falls, I feel so guilty.
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