Chapter 64 I dare not sleep in the same bed. "I want a white tail."...
While in the underworld, Heng Qichun never mentioned the wound on his chest, but now he was busy asking Heng Qichun to heal him.
It is evident that wolf cubs have sharp teeth and mouths, and a bite from one can cause pain for a long time.
With his own teeth marks still clearly visible on that piece of flesh, Lou Yan dared not utter a word of dissent.
He raised his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch it but not daring to. In the end, he could only imitate the gesture and recite the Rejuvenation Mantra to the conspicuous red dot on Heng Qichun's chest.
Healed!
A pale golden spiritual energy spread across the wound, and the bloodstains faded in the blink of an eye. Heng Qichun's chest was now a delicate expanse, white where it should be white and pink where it should be pink, without the slightest incongruity.
Lou Yan withdrew his hand, secretly thinking that he might also possess the ability to perform medical cultivation.
If Wei Xiuzhu insists on staying at Luduan Gate, he might be able to take over the inheritance of the Eighteen Realms of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
The wind and snow did not stop that night. In the latter half of the night, the wind intensified, and the snow froze into ice, which was then swept towards the human world by the strong wind.
The warm sun talismans hanging around the bamboo house were frequently struck by ice shards, startling Lou Yan's thoughts, which had already wandered off to who-knows-where.
Two "shush" sounds.
Lou Yan was pulled back to her senses by the sound of falling snow. When she came to her senses, she saw Heng Qichun already gathering his disheveled clothes and shrinking back to the inside of the bed.
Amnesia has caused him to lose many of his self-care abilities. He struggled to tie a sash properly, wrapping it around his hand several times. During his movements, his thin clothes almost came off completely, from his neck to his waist, from his hips and legs to his delicate ankles.
Lou Yan could almost see the barely perceptible pores on Heng Qichun's fair skin.
"Why aren't you coming up?" Heng Qichun saw that Lou Yan was still standing there, and thought that the space he had given up was not big enough, so he moved in half an inch further, gesturing for Lou Yan to go to bed.
After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but yawn, a layer of misty tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, and emphasized, "I want to sleep."
Lou Yan was so frightened by these words that he got goosebumps all over his body. Before he could retract his ears and tail, they stood up straight, and the stiff fur felt like cold needles pricking his body.
Did He Heng abandon Chun and sleep in the same bed?
He had never done anything so daring since he took human form.
Back then, he had just broken through the last stage of cultivation under his demon wolf identity and successfully transformed into human form with Heng Qichun's help. That very night, he habitually crawled into Heng Qichun's bed.
It just so happened that Heng Qichun was discussing matters with Nanyushan at Tianyin Hall. When he returned, it was almost midnight. As he took off his clothes and lifted the quilt to lie down, he touched a naked young man.
Lou Yan guessed that Heng Qichun probably mistook him for one of the disciples in the sect who coveted him, because Heng Qichun dragged him off the bed without saying a word.
The boy, who was not yet used to human form, was pulled and slammed against the small table next to the bed. After a series of clanging noises, the wolf's tail was exposed in fright.
"Master!" He watched helplessly as Heng Qichun summoned the stringless zither, and hurriedly raised his hand to stop his master from plucking the strings, howling, "It's me! Aaaaaaah!!"
Heng Qichun, still catching his breath, held the stringless zither in his hand and looked at the kneeling wolf cub begging for a long time. Finally, he let out a long breath and said, "You can't come to my bed again."
"Also, remember to wear underwear to bed."
Lou Yan still doesn't quite understand why humans have to wear underwear to sleep, but he still has a deep impression of what happened back then.
Unless he still wants to be a wolf, the last time he helped the seriously ill Heng Qichun warm his bed when Qin Jing revealed his true form was the last time he would ever sleep in Heng Qichun's bed!
Heng Qichun was still mostly naked, leaning against the bamboo couch, his arm reaching out towards him on the empty half of the bed, urging, "Do you still want to sleep with me?"
"No..." Lou Yan didn't dare to look at Heng Qichun. With her sweaty hands, she helped him put on his clothes and stammered, interrupting the earth-shattering words her master might say next, "Don't, don't catch a cold!"
Heng Qichun looked up blankly, staring at the warm sun symbol not far away and the warm bamboo house, his confusion growing stronger.
Will I catch a cold?
Perhaps to confirm Lou Yan's words, the thought had barely settled when he actually bowed and coughed.
The lingering cold from his ordeal in the underworld, untouched by the effects of the Meng Po soup, caused him to cough violently. Heng Qichun trembled all over, his collarbone and chest shaking, and his face turned deathly pale.
Lou Yan hurriedly patted his back, "Master, are you feeling better?"
Heng Qichun looked up at him with his clear, bright eyes, probably still wanting to ask why he called him "Master," but his cough was too rapid and his breathing was full of gasps, so he couldn't ask a single word.
From that moment on, Lou Yan became exceptionally busy.
She was probably afraid that Heng Qichun would invite her to bed and sleep with him.
He searched for water in the bamboo house for a while, but after failing, he went outside and scooped up two handfuls of clean snowflakes, put them in a container and waited for them to melt.
After a while, he felt that Heng Qichun was too sickly to drink cold water, so he ran out and broke off a dry branch, used the heat of the warm sun charm to burn it, and lit a small fire in the bamboo house to boil water.
Lou Yan went in and out several times, her clothes were soaked through by the snow, her slightly curly braids clung wetly to her neck, and her face was flushed.
"Master, have some water." The water was ready, so he found a clean little cup to fetch the water and helped Heng Qichun up from the bed to drink.
Heng Qichun was already drowsy from waiting and had no energy left to persuade Lou Yan to go to bed.
The cup was placed right at his lips, and he couldn't avoid it. So he took a few sips from Lou Yan's hand, and the warm water flowed down his chest. His lungs, which had been frozen for so long in the wind and snow, finally warmed up and disappeared into the warm bamboo house in the dead of winter.
Seeing that Heng Qichun was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, Lou Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He drank the remaining half bowl of water, placed the porcelain cup on the bedside table, and then carefully helped Heng Qichun lie down on the bamboo couch.
He didn't dare to go to bed, so he looked around and finally pulled out a brand new quilt from a box in the corner.
Lou Yan rolled up the blanket, making a warm nest on the ground, and then lay down while glancing at the sleeping Heng Qichun.
The process was completely silent. Lou Yan nestled in the makeshift bed she had painstakingly built and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Why did he feel that Heng Qichun, who had lost his memory, was much more difficult to please than before?
Even through a thick blanket, Lou Yan's keen hearing allowed him to hear the vibrations mixed with the wind and snow.
The sound seemed to be the footsteps of wild demons darting about.
He couldn't help but think of the scene where he witnessed the Xuan Snake's demise in Xuanwu Lake.
Afterwards, he took the pretext of copying books to find the book "Chronicles of the Nine Provinces" and carefully read it, but he did not find the content he wanted.
After the Black Serpent dies, can the Black Tortoise still live on in the world?
No one has ever found the answer to this question, from ancient times to the present.
But seeing the loss of the north side of Sixiang Mountain, Lou Yan's initial worry quickly turned into intense unease.
Mount Sixiang enshrines the tomb of Emperor Yi, and the tomb is said to lead to the gates of the underworld, where the four divine beasts of the four directions—Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, Azure Dragon, and Black Tortoise—are stationed.
Although there were many evil spirits on the mountain, there had never been any trouble before Qin Jing appeared.
now……
Monsters are running rampant, and the snake clan is searching for people in the mountains. It is feared that the entire human realm has been destroyed by monsters.
After the snow, he should hurry up and leave with Heng Qichun.
The night was extremely quiet, with only a few warm talismans casting a faint light inside the room.
Lou Yan lay on her side on the ground with her back to Heng Qichun, her mind wandering, but her eyes were fixed on the warm sun talismans. Eventually, her vision blurred and her eyelids grew heavy.
In his drowsy state, he suddenly felt a tightness in his tailbone, as if someone had pulled his tail from behind.
"Awooo!" Lou Yanlang howled, baring his teeth as he turned his head to look, meeting Heng Qichun's eyes, which shone brightly in the night.
He immediately gave up, his raised upper body falling back down, unable to understand how the man had woken up again.
Heng Qichun withdrew his hand from playing with Lou Yan's tail, rested his chin on his hand, leaned over the edge of the bed, and seeing that Lou Yan had already built a nest for him, he stopped mentioning asking him to go to bed.
In the quiet night, the master and disciple, who were once irreconcilable enemies, stared at each other for a while until Heng Qichun spoke again.
"Little Wolf." Lou Yan heard Heng Qichun call him and ask sincerely, "Why do you have a tail?"
I'm still curious about this, as expected.
Lou Yan was so sleepy that he really didn't want to answer the question. So he just hummed twice, turned around, and, while still facing away from Heng Qichun, recited the Returning Origin Technique that Heng Qichun had once taught him: "Borrowing bones from heaven and earth, shaping skin with yin and yang!"
The wolf ears and tail were quickly retracted.
Lou Yan could already picture Heng Qichun lying by the bedside, his face a mixture of amazement and confusion. He gave a rare smile and turned to face his master.
"For no reason." He closed his eyes to coax people, no longer knowing what he was saying, "If Master is obedient, he will also grow a tail."
Heng Qichun frowned slightly, seemingly pondering Lou Yan's words. After a moment, he shook his head, recalling the appearance of Lou Yan's tail, and said, "But I don't want a gray tail."
Lou Yan was already fast asleep and couldn't hear what Heng Qichun was saying at all. She just mumbled a reply and casually put her hand on the footstool by the bed.
Heng Qichun had taken a nap and was now much more energetic. He muttered softly to Lou Yan's profile, finishing what he hadn't finished saying earlier, "I want a white tail."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lou Yan sit up in shock, clutching a white snakeskin, almost leaping off the ground.
Clutching the snakeskin he'd grabbed haphazardly in his sleep, he screamed incoherently, "Aaaaaah! What is this?!"
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