Chapter 66 A single compliment from the ruler: "Then you truly are a fine wolf."...
On the same bamboo couch, a wolf cub lies trembling.
The cramped bedding couldn't completely cover him, and even though Lou Yan tried his best to curl up, a trembling wolf tail still peeked out from under the covers.
Heng Qichun leaned back on the outer side of the bamboo couch, his gaze fixed on Lou Yan's tail. His eyes flickered in the night, making him appear uneasy and hesitant to speak.
"you……"
He tentatively opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Lou Yan, who promptly poked his head out and uttered only one word.
The wolf cub bared its sharpest canine teeth, nestled inside, and said menacingly, "I'm not scared at all!"
Heng Qichun had lost his memory, but he wasn't stupid. He raised his eyes and looked at the small blanket that Lou Yan had used to wrap himself in, his doubts growing stronger.
"It's all to protect you..." Lou Yan snorted, then mustered her courage and sat cross-legged on the bed, pulling back the wolf tail with a hand seal. She then carefully examined Heng Qichun and said, "You have no memories and no spiritual power now. What if you are kidnapped by the monsters on the mountain?"
Fearing that Heng Qichun wouldn't believe him, he deliberately added, "Haven't you heard... the snake clan is searching the mountains."
The wind and snow outside had not stopped. The rapid wind swirled the snowflakes and they fell onto the talisman paper outside. Several warm talismans lit up one after another, emitting a warm glow in the dark and silent snowy night.
Heng Qichun maintained this slightly tilted head posture, his handsome eyebrows and eyes bathed in a faint glow in the silence, casting the shadow of his eyelashes at the corners of his eyes.
He blinked, and the shadow fell over his clear eyes, adding a touch of purity and holiness.
It is a beauty rarely seen in the human world.
Lou Yan rarely has the opportunity to count Heng Qichun's eyelashes up close like this.
In his previous life, he broke up with Heng Qichun too early, and in this life, he dared not get too close to him because of all sorts of fears and horrors.
Unlike this moment, he stared at Heng Qichun's fluttering eyelashes and counted the forty-seventh one, when he heard Heng Qichun speak in that slightly hoarse voice.
He looked at Lou Yan with a focused and sincere expression, praising him word by word: "Then you really are a good wolf."
Lou Yan: "..."
To be honest, the wolf cub didn't catch the sarcasm in the words at all. Instead, he blushed because of Heng Qichun's rare praise while he was in his amnesiac state.
It felt like a blazing flame was flowing upwards from the dantian, heading straight for the upper body.
He praised me as a good wolf...
This is infinitely higher than praising him as a good person.
Lou Yan forced himself to remain calm, sat on the bed and exhaled, then climbed up from the couch, stepped over Heng Qichun and jumped to the ground.
The wolf cub vowed confidently, "Don't worry, I will definitely protect you!"
Heng Qichun didn't speak, but his clear gaze quickly followed Lou Yan's leaping movements and landed on the snakeskin at his feet.
Under the warm glow of the talisman, the snakeskin still gleamed with a pale white light. Heng Qichun pursed his lips and finally asked, "Are you very afraid of snakes?"
Upon hearing this question, Lou Yan suddenly remembered that the snakeskin that had scared him half to death was thrown not far away by him.
His entire wolf body was taut and straight, his neck like black iron that had been forcibly bent slowly with his master's movements.
The snakeskin, as thin as a cicada's wing, lay at his feet, and he feared that a gust of wind would blow it onto his face.
Lou Yan shuddered violently; no matter how much she tried to convince herself, she still found snakeskin disgusting.
He felt an itch starting to creep up his tailbone again, as if that unruly tail was about to peek through his clothes. But Heng Qichun's gaze was fixed intently on him from behind, and Lou Yan really didn't want to show his fear, so he forced himself to turn around and give an awkward smile, "What, how could that be? What's there to be afraid of about snakes?"
Heng Qichun tilted his head slightly, as if carefully considering the truth or falsehood of those words.
Lou Yan was worried that Heng Qichun wouldn't believe her, so she steeled herself, suppressed her aversion to things like "snake skin," turned around, bent down, closed her eyes, and pinched the snake skin with two fingers.
Almost the instant he held the thin, cicada-wing-like snake molt in his hand, a dense layer of small goosebumps appeared all over his body.
Huh...
It cannot be overcome.
He's naturally afraid of this.
The snake is fine, but the snakeskin is not.
Heng Qichun was still watching his every move intently. Lou Yan had no choice but to suppress his physical nausea and lift up the snakeskin. He then turned around and gave Heng Qichun a bright smile, "Look, I'm not afraid of this at all."
Heng Qichun did not move, but remained quietly sitting by the couch watching him. A pale light rose between his eyebrows and eyes, as if the person who had long sat on the altar had finally become tainted by the dust of the world.
Lou Yan just sat there, awkwardly clutching the snakeskin, waiting, until a cool breeze leaked in through the cracks of the bamboo house, and a faint, eerie aura inexplicably drifted into Lou Yan's nostrils.
Lou Yan frowned at the overwhelming stench of snakes, and after a moment realized that it was the lingering demonic energy on the snakeskin.
etc……
This taste...
Lou Yan's nose twitched as he looked at the snakeskin in his hand with increasing disbelief. The day Qin Jing had revealed his original form kept replaying in his mind.
Outside the tomb of Emperor Yi, he hid inside Heng Qichun's clothes, his eyes meeting those of Fu Yusheng, who had secretly wandered in.
This is the taste!!!
Lou Yan immediately felt the goosebumps on his body subside, and even the restless tail at his tailbone calmed down.
If it's Fuyuki, then there's nothing to worry about.
Seeing that the little wolf's expression had completely relaxed, Heng Qichun couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
Lou Yan was unsure whether to tell him about Fu Yusheng.
If I don't tell him, he'll probably look at me with those curious yet sincere eyes again. But if I do tell him... I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it right away.
“Uh…” Lou Yan was pondering when he uttered a single word when he heard a sudden, strange noise coming from the wind and snow.
It sounded like the rustling of snakes moving around.
not good.
No wonder Fu Yusheng left in such a hurry after shedding his skin; it turns out the snake clan came looking for him!
He suddenly remembered the news he had heard from the white tiger. If the snake clan was looking for Fu Yusheng, then the snake skin in his hand would be hard to explain.
Lou Yan's mind raced. Before she could figure out Fu Yusheng's background, her body had already grabbed Heng Qichun's wrist and dragged him off the bed.
Given the current situation, it's best not to engage in a direct confrontation with the snake clan.
"What are you doing?" Heng Qichun was startled by his actions, her eyes darting uncertainly to the bamboo bed beneath her. She asked Lou Yan, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
The wind and snow outside were fierce, and the sky was pitch black. Even without a sundial to tell the time, it was clear that dawn was still a long way off.
"You should go to sleep at night," Heng Qichun firmly believed.
Lou Yan couldn't understand why a bowl of Meng Po soup would make his master so obsessed with sleeping.
"Sleep? What are you sleeping for!" He grabbed Heng Qichun's arm and dragged him off the bed he had been longing for. "If you keep sleeping, you'll be swallowed by a snake!"
Heng Qichun couldn't immediately discern the emotional tone behind his words. She tilted her head slightly, frowning as she looked at him, seemingly trying to discern the truth from the little wolf's anxious expression.
He asked Lou Yan, "Really?"
This time, Lou Yan doesn't need to explain.
As the hurricane struck, countless warm talismans fluttered in the air, while an irresistible cold wind seeped in through the cracks of the bamboo house, chilling one to the bone.
Heng Qichun was a mere mortal with no strength to even kill a chicken, yet he was blown back two steps by the gust of wind, his plain hair whipped around in the wind.
He had no choice but to raise his sleeve to shield himself from the wind, his chest heaving, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled cough.
It was that voice again that sent a chill down Lou Yan's spine.
He looked up in alarm, scrutinizing Heng Qichun's face in the flickering light.
The man's face was as white as snow, his eyes held a hint of aloofness, and when he bit his lip and coughed, his whole body trembled, making him appear sickly.
His cold hasn't gotten better yet.
Lou Yan looked at his master up close and felt his heart begin to pound, each beat like muffled thunder, striking him with a sharp sound.
The rushing wind suddenly stopped at that moment.
Lou Yan snapped out of his daze and turned around abruptly. He saw that the warm sun talismans that had been pasted on the door had returned to silence. Only a few in the middle had failed to withstand the hurricane just now and had fallen to the ground, becoming worthless pieces of paper from which no spiritual power could be detected.
With a creak.
A cold wind mixed with the snow vapor forced a small opening open in the bamboo door.
As the snowflakes fluttered down, something was mixed in with them, meandering inch by inch towards us.
Lou Yan stood frozen in place, and it took him a long time to finally look away from Heng Qichun. The snow was falling softly, and he couldn't hear anything.
All that could be heard was a chilling hissing sound.
His gaze fell downwards, and he saw dozens of white snakes crawling in, pressing against the snow. Their tongues flickered, and dark red snake lights flashed frequently in the snow.
Help.
Lou Yan was already calling out "Master" in his heart.
Fortunately, he still retained his senses and remembered that Heng Qichun was now a person with no memory.
The snakes crawled closer and closer, seemingly heading straight for them.
Lou Yan felt a chill run down her spine, and then she realized something was wrong.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the snakeskin that belonged to Fu Yusheng, which he was holding in his hand.
Could it be that they came for this reason?
Fu Yusheng has existed in the Eighteen Realms for hundreds of years, so why has the Serpent Clan only now mobilized its entire clan to search for him? Was it Qin Jing's appearance that exposed Fu Yusheng's identity, or...?
Or was it the fall of the Xuan Snake that caused the snake clan to lose its restraints?
Lou Yan dared not delve into the reasons behind this. Grabbing Heng Qichun's wrist, he pulled him behind him, tossed him aside, and then, with a double hand seal, burned the thin, cicada-wing-like snakeskin to ashes in mid-air.
The snakes seemed to sense Fu Yusheng's presence from the embers, and the sound of their tongues flicking out suddenly became shrill.
Lou Yan gritted his teeth, desperately trying to recall the spells he had learned after ruling the Nine Netherworld Realm in his previous life.
The snakes were less than two inches away from them.
Lou Yan opened his eyes, his fingertips gathered spiritual energy, and then he drew a complex rune array under his and Heng Qichun's feet.
Heng Qichun gripped the little wolf's side with one hand and asked, puzzled, "What is this?"
"Teleportation Array".
Heng Qichun paused for a moment, then quickly understood Lou Yan's meaning from those three words. He then tilted his head and asked, "Where will we be moved to?"
Ha ha.
Lou Yan immediately laughed.
He wasn't a formation cultivator; these formations were merely what he had learned in his previous life to control demons and monsters. He had never used them on himself, so how could he possibly know where they could be sent?
But who cares?
Go wherever you want.
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Author's Note: Starting a new dungeon, hehe [doge head with a rose in its mouth]
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