Chapter 67 He Calls Me Husband "Can a human and a wolf become Daoist partners...?"
Snow stands in the spring sunshine.
A little snow was dripping from the eaves, trickling down the roof tiles with a "patter-patter" sound like a welcome rain falling on a spring night.
As Lou Yan returned in the twilight, he slipped on the ice that had formed under the roof tiles. He scrambled to his feet, grimacing, and called out towards the wooden gate, "Master?"
There was a quick response from inside; it was Heng Qichun raising his voice to say "Mmm."
Lou Yan immediately shook off the remaining snowflakes on his shoulders, picked up the rabbit he had hunted, and went into the house.
There was no sun-warming talisman in the room; a small pot of charcoal burning near the door was used for warmth. Lou Yan was first choked by the charcoal fire, then put the rabbit down and went to open the window.
"Master's cold is not yet better, be careful not to get smoked by charcoal."
Heng Qichun did not answer immediately. He walked over and threw the dead wild rabbit into the basin of water. While scrubbing the rabbit's fur, he looked up at Lou Yan, his voice still hoarse from illness: "But with the window open, I'm more likely to catch a cold."
This was their thirtieth day of temporary residence in this dilapidated house. It was already the twelfth month in the human world. Although the snow was not as intense as before, the chill was no less.
As they spoke, a chill crept in through the small crack in the window that Lou Yan had opened, lifting all of Heng Qichun's white hair that was spread across his back, making him look even more pitiful as he dragged his sickly body to tidy up the rabbit.
Lou Yan sighed, ultimately succumbing to defeat.
He casually grabbed the cool tea from the table and used it to extinguish the burning charcoal fire. As he closed the window, he drew a warm sun symbol on his fingertips.
The talisman was pasted on the window frame, instantly blocking the biting cold air outside, while wisps of warmth rose up.
Heng Qichun saw the talisman he had drawn, and his already sullen brows furrowed instantly. He threw the rabbit back into the water basin and said angrily, "Didn't you say that using spiritual power here would expose our identities?"
"Nothing's wrong today," Lou Yan quickly explained. "When I came back just now, I saw everyone heading towards the mountain temple. No one will notice us."
Fearing that Heng Qichun would press for answers, he wisely added, "Today is the fifteenth, which I heard is the day they worship the Nine Sons Mother."
Even though Heng Qichun had no memory at the moment, he quickly understood what Lou Yan meant. He sat down on the edge of the bed and frowned. "What kind of hellish place is this?"
Lou Yan sighed helplessly, resignedly squatted down by the water basin and took over Heng Qichun's work. After washing the rabbits clean, she began to carefully pluck the fur for their dinners in the coming days.
While pulling, I kept wondering: Yeah, what kind of weird place is this?
This is all because of the teleportation array he casually drew at the foot of Mount Sixiang a little over a month ago.
On that day, he and Heng Qichun were besieged by the snake clan. In desperation, they had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure. They originally thought that as long as they left the Four Symbols Mountain temporarily, everything would be fine. Who knew that they would be sent to this border region in the blink of an eye.
Mount Nyogi.
There are no women in the mountains. If one wishes to continue the family line, one must go to the mountain temple to worship the Mother of Nine Sons.
Legend has it that there is a female tree in the mountains.
The Nine-Child Mother will select a destined person from among the mountain people who worship her and bestow offspring upon them; the female tree will give birth to a baby at dawn.
Lou Yan still thinks this is nonsense.
With the fall of Mount Sixiang, countless demons wreaked havoc in all directions. Heng Qichun was now just like a mortal again, and Lou Yan really dared not take him on any risks.
Fortunately, Mount Nüqi was heavily guarded, so he fabricated a false identity, claiming that he and Heng Qichun were a pair of Daoist lovers who had come to find their relatives, and thus settled down here temporarily.
The warming talisman quickly took effect, and the room became warm and cozy. Lou Yan had just cleaned the whole rabbit and was about to light a torch to boil water when he heard Heng Qichun cough twice more as he got up.
This cold has lingered for over a month without getting better.
Lou Yan once explored Heng Qichun's dantian while he was asleep. Fortunately, the surging spiritual power connected to Shenze was not lost because of the Meng Po soup. However, he has no memory now, so he has no idea how to mobilize the spiritual power in his body.
Heng Qichun truly believed he was just an ordinary person. After enduring a bout of coughing, he continued to stare intently at the warm sun talisman.
After a long while, he asked Lou Yan, "You're so amazing, can you teach me how to draw talismans?"
Lou Yan: "..."
He had a gut feeling that once Heng Qichun regained his memory and remembered the questions he had been asking for days, he would probably get out of bed and kill him to silence him.
Lou Yan snorted, picked up the rabbit, got up to boil water, and said without turning his head, "I'll know when Master remembers."
Heng Qichun was already aware of his amnesia, and upon hearing this, he continued to ask, "Then when will I be able to remember?"
"Also, why do you call me 'Master,' but tell others that I am your Daoist partner?" Heng Qichun frowned slightly, carefully pondering the connection between the two. After asking in vain, he asked again, "Can a human and a wolf become Daoist partners?"
Lou Yan felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, wishing he could rush over and cover Heng Qichun's mouth.
The strange thing is that when he came out of the underworld, he showed his tail, which made Heng Qichun convinced that he was a demon wolf. No matter how he tried to cover it up later, he couldn't get away with it.
Now that things had come to this, Lou Yan could only patiently answer those strange questions one by one.
“It’s too chaotic outside. Master can’t use his spiritual energy right now. If we go out rashly, those demons and monsters might seek revenge.” Lou Yan successfully lit a fire, put a pot of water on it, and said, “However, I have already sent a message to Wei Xiuzhu. As long as the Eighteen Realms know that we are here, they will come to pick us up. Once we return to the Eighteen Realms, my master should have a solution.”
After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment.
The letter sent to Wei Xiuzhu has been out for several days, but there has been no reply. Is it because his cultivation is not good enough and he sent it to the wrong place, or is that kid too unreliable?
Lou Yan thought of something and suddenly had a bad feeling—could it be that Fu Yusheng was making her unable to get out of bed?
Heng Qichun roughly understood what Lou Yan meant by the "Eighteen Realms," so he temporarily reconciled with the first question.
"Then..." He looked Lou Yan up and down, "Have we really become Daoist partners?"
Lou Yan ground down his molars.
If this continues, Heng Qichun might run out tomorrow and grab the neighbors by the collar, asking: "Excuse me, are the wolf in my house and I really Daoist partners?"
This really makes the wolf's head throb.
Once the water boiled, Lou Yan threw the prepared rabbit into the pot, covered it, and then strode towards Heng Qichun.
“Yes.” Lou Yan bowed, boldly lifting his master’s chin and teasing the delicate skin with his fingertips, emphasizing aggressively, “Master has also called me husband.”
After Lou Yan finished speaking, she stood up straight and looked down at him by the light of a small lamp in the room.
Just when everyone thought Heng Qichun would keep asking questions, he suddenly stiffened and then awkwardly looked away.
Lou Yan raised an eyebrow in confusion, but before she could ask a question, she saw Heng Qichun blush.
Heng Qichun kicked off his shoes, turned his back to Lou Yan, and lay down, only letting out a muffled "Oh..."
Lou Yan vaguely sensed that something was amiss, but thankfully he didn't have to fabricate any more lies to answer Heng Qichun's questions. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to concentrate on tending to the rabbit.
On that day, he and Heng Qichun appeared out of thin air on Mount Nüqi, just as a group of mountain people were going up the mountain to worship the Nine-Child Mother. The people were startled by the two who had fallen from the sky and questioned them as to whether they were evil spirits from outside.
They looked like they were about to be devoured alive.
Lou Yan wanted to say that his master was the master of the eighteen realms, but seeing Heng Qichun's bewildered and powerless appearance, he swallowed his words back.
This place is a melting pot of all sorts of people. If I were to rashly reveal my identity, I might just attract the attention of petty people like Xu Shengzi.
Later, Lou Yan thought for a moment and told the mountain people all over the mountains that he and Heng Qichun were a pair of Daoist couples who had come to find their relatives.
The clan chief of Nüqishan was happy to help them, so he immediately dispelled his doubts and even provided them with an empty house to stay in temporarily.
For more than a month, Lou Yan went out hunting every day under the pretense of "finding relatives," and all the wild rabbits and pheasants he brought back ended up in Heng Qichun's stomach.
His cooking skills have improved, and a pot of rabbit meat will soon fill the air with aroma.
Lou Yan lifted the pot lid, picked up a piece with his chopsticks, tasted it, and thought it tasted pretty good. So he put it in a bowl and called Heng Qichun to get up and eat.
"Master!" Lou Yan poked his head out, "The rabbit is ready, come and have a taste!"
After a shout, there was no response from inside the room. Lou Yan frowned slightly, suspecting that Heng Qichun had fallen asleep again because he was feeling unwell.
He felt that such a delicious rabbit should not be wasted, so after thinking about it, he decided to go and wake Heng Qichun up.
The room is small; behind the screen is the inner room.
In just a short while, the lamp oil in the room had burned out, and the embers on the bronze cup had not yet dissipated, leaving the entire inner room pitch black.
Lou Yan cautiously tiptoed two steps inside, stopping in front of Heng Qichun's bed, and bent down to listen to the movements on the bed.
In the quiet house, only Heng Qichun's long, drawn-out breaths could be heard.
Lou Yan crouched low, half-squatting in front of the bed. His sharp wolf eyes barely made out Heng Qichun's figure in the darkness. He called out in a very soft voice, "Master?"
There was no response.
Are they really asleep?
It's still so heavy.
Worried that the bowl of rabbit meat outside would get cold, Lou Yan steeled herself and raised her voice to call out again, "Master? Get up and eat first... Ah!"
After a dizzying moment, Lou Yan was dragged onto the bed by Heng Qichun, who was pulling her by the arm.
His shoulder blades collided with the soft bedding, but he didn't feel much pain. However, the blanket that was pulled over his head still made him momentarily stunned.
What are you doing?!
Lou Yan didn't know where Heng Qichun got such strength. He reached out and tentatively groped under the covers. His fingers rolled two inches in the darkness and successfully touched a piece of warm, smooth skin.
He shuddered, and pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted.
—That was Heng Qichun's naked, sincere body.
What are you doing?!
Isn't it said that you have to wear underwear to sleep? Why is he completely naked?!
Lou Yan hurriedly poked her head out from under the covers, only to be met with Heng Qichun's eyes hidden in the darkness.
"Since we are truly Daoist partners, why have you been avoiding sleeping in the same bed with me?" Heng Qichun looked at him in the night, her eyebrows lowered, her expression different from her usual aloof and cold demeanor, instead carrying a touch of tenderness and loneliness.
He whispered, "My husband..."
Help……
Lou Yan felt a pain in his coccyx.
The wolf will die.
He instinctively wanted to get out of bed and escape, but his keen eyes still accurately caught Heng Qichun's eyes filled with disappointment, and his heart trembled for no reason.
The wolf cub panicked.
All the hatred he had accumulated in his previous life, and the beautiful thoughts of wanting Mingyue to fall into the abyss with him, surged up.
For some reason, he really wanted to lick and bite Heng Qichun's neck.
And he did just that.
Sharp canine teeth pressed against that fair and smooth skin, arousing shivers in the person beneath him.
Lou Yan closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, and finally tasted the blood.
A faint fragrance of lotus lingered around my nose.
Lou Yan was startled, barely managed to be pulled back to his senses by that familiar aura.
He abruptly released Heng Qichun's neck, took two steps back, his fingers trembling as he tried to fasten Heng Qichun's clothes.
Before he could even find his belt, he suddenly heard the sound of a group of people's footsteps outside.
"This house has a special spirit!" someone stopped outside their window and exclaimed, "Let's go in and take a look!"
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