Chapter 89 A Long-Awaited Reunion: Poking His Chest with a Mouth Tube.
The Eighteen Realms.
The snowstorm subsided slightly.
The branches and leaves of the Endless Tree peek out from between the snowflakes, their branches and leaves intertwined endlessly, becoming a rare touch of green in the midst of winter.
Shenxiao Palace.
Heng Qichun stood behind the screen and straightened his outer robe.
The elaborate clothes were stained with blood, piled one by one on the ground, and the man's smooth back was vaguely visible through the shadows.
A lightning bolt mark snaked down from his left shoulder, the lightning-shaped trail covering his entire back, eventually converging on his spine.
There was a horrible scar there.
There was a rustling sound outside the door. Heng Qichun paused, then silently took the clothes from the screen and put them on.
Layers of gauze were draped over each other, concealing once again the horrific scars that had never been seen by the world.
The commotion outside grew a bit louder.
Heng Qichun could no longer calm his heart. After tying the last sash, he casually made a magic spell and burned the pile of unwearable clothes at his feet to ashes.
Accompanied by the smell of smoke, he emerged from behind the screen, his sleeves gathered, and looked at the small beast lying beside the lotus platform, diligently biting at the gilded lamp base.
It was a Pixiu cub that secretly slipped back through the Luduan Gate while Fu Yusheng and Wei Xiuzhu were away.
Heng Qichun asked him, "Did you hear anything?"
The Pixiu cub had grown a bit. Hearing this, it reluctantly let go of the lamp base, turned its head to look at it, and then shook its head seriously.
Heng Qichun remained silent.
At the same time, the faint sound came from outside the door again. Upon closer inspection, it could be identified as the sound of an animal tiptoeing.
Like a cat, more like...
The Pixiu cub finally heard the "strange sound" from the deity. The beast was startled and jumped up from the ground with a shout, grabbing Heng Qichun's ankle.
"Whoosh!"
Could it be that Wei Xiuzhu came to capture it and take it back?
No!
This time, Hezizhou was massacred, and all the disciples of the Eighteen Realms went out to capture the demons and evil spirits, bringing back countless demons and evil spirits that were about to become demons.
The spirit-locking bag was too full, so they had to be locked in a cage at the Lu Duan Gate, where the sounds of wild beasts howling could be heard everywhere.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have come all the way to Shenxiao Palace...
Heng Qichun did not try to find out what the Pixiu cub was thinking. He bent down and stroked its scale-covered back, signaling the little thing to release him first.
The pitiful little Pixiu let go and lay down at Heng Qichun's feet with two soft "whoosh" sounds, quietly waiting for the usually gentle god to pick it up.
But no.
The deity actually turned around and went to open the door!
"call out!"
Are we sending it back to Luduan Gate?
The Pixiu cub was filled with despair and closed its eyes silently, already prepared to be captured by Wei Xiuzhu or Fu Yusheng.
It suddenly started to miss the little wolf that always stood beside it, sob sob...
All that could be heard was the sound of "Get your teeth fixed!" as Heng Qichun went over and opened the gate of Shenxiao Palace.
A cool breeze blew in, carrying a hint of warmth that was about to return, along with the scent of spring's approaching revival.
The wind was gentle, and it felt exceptionally comfortable on my skin.
Something seems off.
The Pixiu cub opened one eye, trying to peek, only to see that the deity had merely pushed open the palace door a crack a few inches wide; the wind it had just felt was blowing in through that crack.
It was already dark outside, and there was no one in sight except for a few scattered stars that added a little light to the long-silent night.
The next instant, a dark figure squeezed through the crack in the door and jumped into Heng Qichun's arms with a "whoosh".
The Pixiu cub was completely stunned. It took it a long time before it realized that it was a wolf cub in its original form!
Heng Qichun had already closed the door with one hand, while his other hand steadily supported Lou Yan's hind legs, letting the wolf cub straighten up and jump around in his arms, poking his chest with its muzzle and then tilting its neck back to lick his chin affectionately. Its warm tongue licked every inch of skin under his jaw, and the wolf fur that rubbed off covered his newly changed clothes.
Heng Qichun tilted his head back and chuckled softly. The panic and unease that had been building up in his chest for days finally vanished at that moment.
He rubbed the newly grown layer of fur on the wolf cub's head and asked with undisguised concern, "Where did you run off to?"
Lou Yan turned her head and grabbed his wrist, licking all the way from his wrist to his palm, without giving him a chance to answer his master's question.
The Pixiu cub squatted there, staring blankly at the scene, its heart filled with a surge of shock.
Is this... is this still the little wolf it knows?!
However, the master and apprentice were busy being affectionate, and no one paid attention to its surprise.
Heng Qichun did not ask where Lou Yan had gone these past few days, nor did he order his little apprentice to turn back. Instead, he carried Lou Yan to the inner room.
Who could refuse such a wolf cub?
After holding and petting the little wolf for a while, Heng Qichun realized that it was not only dirty, but also had many wounds on its hands and feet.
It looked like it had been cut by rocks; touching it left your hand covered in blood.
He didn't even use a dust-removing talisman, but instead took some medicine and carefully cleaned Lou Yan's wounds bit by bit.
Unlike the last time when the medicine was applied, this time the wolf cub lay still and obediently stretched out its paws for its master to apply the medicine.
Only when the pain became unbearable would he bar his teeth and bite Heng Qichun's finger.
It was called biting, but it didn't use any force at all. It just used its canine tooth to rub back and forth on Heng Qichun's fingers, smearing his hand with saliva.
Heng Qichun didn't seem to mind at all. He took out a handkerchief to wipe his fingers and then casually patted the wolf's head.
"Get up and take a shower." He stood up and said to the little wolf with a hint of sarcasm, "I don't know where you've been running around, you've gotten so dirty."
Lou Yan lowered his head and hummed, unusually rubbing his head against Heng Qichun's calf.
In the past, he actually hated taking baths.
The problem could have been solved with a simple dust-removing talisman, but Heng Qichun insisted on putting it in a bathtub full of water and then standing by watching him struggle to blow bubbles in the water.
He felt that Heng Qichun was actually full of bad intentions.
But faced with his master's unquestionable gaze, Lou Yan reluctantly lowered his head, crossed his two front paws, and let out a soft "ow".
Then Heng Qichun grabbed her by the back of the neck and lifted her into the bathtub.
The warm water instantly soaked its entire body. Louyan was not a strong swimmer and had to struggle to keep the water in the tub from overflowing its nostrils.
"Aww~"
He howled and moved his limbs rapidly, unaware that in Heng Qichun's eyes, this scene appeared as a wolf cub playing happily in the water.
So Heng Qichun let him swim for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before he reached out and pulled him out.
A soft handkerchief completely wrapped Louyan up, followed by a soapberry with dense foam, carrying the unique lotus scent of Shenxiao Palace.
Lou Yan's entire body was covered in foam. He tried his best to remain still under Heng Qichun's vigorous rubbing, but his nature made him unable to control himself from shaking his hair, shaking off all the foam and water droplets.
They all attacked Heng Qichun's head and face.
Water gushed down his cheeks, soaking a large section of Heng Qichun's shirt in an instant.
Another new set of clothes is completely ruined.
Heng Qichun raised his hand to wipe away the foam that had splashed into the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
For a moment, he even thought the wolf cub was doing it on purpose.
He disappeared during the chaos of battle, and after being out in the wild for so many days, he returned in his original form, licking and biting him. It seemed like he was trying to calm his anger, but in reality, he was just trying to lower his guard.
Then she deliberately splashed him with bathwater.
“Come here.” Heng Qichun held the dripping towel in one hand, gripped the edge of the bathtub with his fingers, and then raised his other hand to point at Lou Yan, who was still splashing in the water, and said, “I will heal you.”
Lou Yan immediately sensed something was wrong upon hearing this.
What happened...?
Didn't you plan to win Heng Qichun's favor when you came back? Why did you anger his master again?
"Aww..."
I didn't mean to... Ouch!!
Before he could finish speaking, Heng Qichun wrapped him up with a handkerchief, washed away the foam with the water splashed up in the bathtub, and roughly cleaned the mud off his tail.
Lou Yan felt uncomfortable all over after being washed by him, and the scene he saw in the memory bead, where Heng Qichun washed his tail when he first picked him up, resurfaced in his mind.
He lamented that Heng Qichun had changed.
She's never been so gentle again...
After rinsing the areas that needed washing clean, Heng Qichun pulled the wolf cub out of the water.
The water flowed out and splashed all over the floor, turning the whole house into a mess.
Lou Yan was determined not to anger Heng Qichun again, and tried his best to control his urge to shake his fur from beginning to end, completely turning into a soaking wet wolf.
Heng Qichun cast a spell to dry the water off his body, then sat on the edge of the bed and carefully examined the wolf cub licking his fur.
The lamplight was dim, and the twilight deepened. This time, he had only loosened the outermost sash of his robe, which hung loose in the light, yet he still appeared alone.
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked Lou Yan, "Did you... meet someone?"
Lou Yan stopped licking its fur with a loud "Aww".
He glanced around, afraid that too many small movements would arouse Heng Qichun's suspicion, so he pretended to be calm, raised his head, and nodded at Heng Qichun.
He appeared to be fine, but inside he was in a state of panic.
How did Heng Qichun know this...?
If he were told that he had met Xu Shengzi, he would inevitably ask what Xu Shengzi had said to him.
No, he absolutely cannot know that I was reborn.
So Lou Yan let out a "howl" and, speaking in a wolfish voice as much as possible, said to Heng Qichun—No, I didn't meet anyone.
On the day of the battle, I accidentally fell off the mountain and it took me three days to climb back up from the valley.
As Lou Yan finished speaking, he licked his upper lip and let out a sullen cry.
He took the initiative to explain to Heng Qichun:
I scraped my face when I fell, and I'm so ugly I can't show my face to anyone! I have no choice but to turn back into a wolf for now!
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