Chapter 90 The little wolf panicked for a moment because of his longing for Duling.
Heng Qichun choked up.
By the dim light of a lamp in the inner room, he could see the wolf cub's face covered with soft gray-black fur, its nose wet, its eyes bright. It didn't look like a wolf at all, but rather exuded an unexpected cuteness.
Heng Qichun was powerless against this and couldn't help but reach out and rub the little wolf's head.
The small patch of skin above the brow bone seemed to be swollen. Heng Qichun pressed his thumb on it, successfully eliciting a roar from Lou Yan.
If you can still shout so loudly, then it means you're okay.
Heng Qichun felt relieved, but he also knew how obsessed Lou Yan was with his appearance, so he didn't force him to change back.
He hesitated for a moment, looking at the deepening night, and asked, "Then...then you'll go back to your room to sleep?"
Lou Yan bristled, wanting to express his dissatisfaction but not daring to, so he stiffened his neck and then lowered his head again.
Heng Qichun, to his surprise, raised an eyebrow.
He's so well-behaved; anyone who didn't know better would think he'd committed some serious crime.
After a moment of silence, Lou Yan showed no sign of resistance, so Heng Qichun nodded and casually opened the door a crack.
Let him go back to his room.
Lou Yan lay on the ground with his back hunched over, letting out a low growl that was hard to suppress.
Then he walked out reluctantly.
If you're so capable, then never ask me to sleep with you again!
Awooooo!!!
Inside the main hall, a sacred spring was gurgling, its waters gathering in the center of the temple to nourish a pool of lotus flowers bathed in divine blessings.
The lotus platform where Heng Qichun meditated was suspended above the lotus pond.
The little Pixiu is still lingering here, lying next to the gilded lamppost, staring longingly at the layer of gold paint.
Wei Xiuzhu couldn't bear to feed it gold. When he was at Luduan Gate, he had to spit out the gold that the deity had fed him that day, lick it, and then eat it again. He endured this for several months, and it was hard for him not to bite the lamppost.
Just as it opened its mouth wide, intending to swallow the lamp whole, a furry black shadow suddenly darted out from the interior.
The movement was as swift as a gust of wind and lightning, and with a "whoosh," the palace lantern was kicked far away.
The Pixiu cub was so frightened that it froze for a moment, and tears welled up in its eyes.
It wasn't that I felt sorry for the gilded palace lantern that I hadn't eaten, but rather that I hadn't seen Lou Yan in so long, and I immediately felt incredibly close to her.
"Whoosh!"
Wolf!
Lou Yan was in a terrible mood. He bared his teeth at the Pixiu cub, then barely managed to pull himself back to his senses.
The wolf and the beast then began their conversation outside the god's room.
"Whoosh?"
Why have you turned into a wolf again?
"Aww!"
I'm willing!
"Whoosh!"
So where have you been all these days?
The story about falling off a cliff and taking three days to climb out was just a pretext Lou Yan used to deceive Heng Qichun, so he naturally didn't bother to repeat this lie to the Pixiu cub.
He simply tossed his head forcefully, letting out a soft snort, "Ouch~"
What's it to you?
The Pixiu showed no sign of being disliked. It blinked and a few tears fell, as if it were grieving for the clueless wolf cub.
"Whoosh!"
But Wolf, do you know that!
The deity has been searching for you outside!
Lou Yan's limbs, which were about to leave, suddenly stopped. Its sharp claws tried to hook onto the ground, but it slipped and almost fell to the ground.
The little face he had left in front of the Pixiu cub, and the preciousness he held for it, made him stand up straight and turn to look at the Pixiu cub.
His eyes were fierce.
"Ouch."
What nonsense are you spouting?
Pixiu never expected that he wouldn't believe it. With two "whoosh" sounds, it sprang up from the ground, turned around in front of Lou Yan, and said a long string of words.
—You don't believe me!
—I heard that something happened on Hezi Island that day, and all the disciples rushed to Hezi Island to help. Even the disciples from Luduan Sect all left, and many demon beasts took the opportunity to run away! Only your good friend Siyao comforted me, saying that everything will be alright and that you will definitely come back safely!
—Later, the sect leader did indeed return with all the disciples, and they even brought back a demon-possessed anglerfish and many other evil spirits, including the pitiful Wei Xiuzhu… But I searched high and low and couldn't find any trace of you, Wolf, or the God… Wolf, I miss you so much…
Knowing that the beast's "I miss you so much" was mostly because it missed the gold he had given it, Lou Yan pushed the little beast away in disgust, signaling it to "hurry up and continue."
So the little beast started again.
—I heard it from Fu Yusheng.
—Because you have disappeared, the deity has not returned for a long time. I heard that he has been looking for you outside!
—You might not believe it, but the God Lord actually returned only an hour before you. When he flew back on his sword, he was covered in blood. He had just changed his clothes right before you entered the room!
quiet.
However, if the young Pixiu possesses the ability to see through people's hearts, it can discover that Louyan's heart is already churning with turbulent emotions.
A moment later, the dark gray shadow suddenly shone with a spiritual light.
Golden spiritual energy spread out, and the Pixiu cub was so blinded by the light that it closed its eyes, missing the faint ghostly aura that emanated from Lou Yan when he used the Returning Origin Technique.
The universe borrows bones, yin and yang sculpt the skin.
Returning to the origin.
When the Pixiu cub opened its eyes again, the little wolf in front of it had already transformed into human form!
Lou Yan gently exhaled, her fingers opening and closing as she silently felt for the remaining traces of medicine in her palm.
There was indeed a small swelling above his brow bone, which was from when he fell while in the memory bead, but it was very subtle and almost invisible unless you looked closely.
He stared at the bewildered Pixiu cub for a moment, then decisively cast a teleportation spell, sending the Pixiu cub back to the Luduan Gate with perfect accuracy.
After the ghostly energy merely attached itself to his spine, his cultivation level clearly improved, and the meridians in his body, which had been stagnant, suddenly opened up, instantly reminding him of many formations he had practiced in his previous life.
For example, the teleportation array that sent him and Heng Qichun to Mount Nüqi.
With a startled "whoosh" from the baby Pixiu, the Shenxiao Palace fell silent once more, except for the ceaseless flow of the spring water, which continued to gush forth endlessly and in a cyclical manner.
Like the sundial in the Heavenly Sound Palace, it turns endlessly, never tiring.
Lou Yan slowly moved forward half a step along the pool of spring water. Along with the sound of the water, what surged in his ears were the words spoken by the Pixiu cub.
Heng Qichun returned only an hour earlier than him...
If I remember correctly, it took him exactly one hour to emerge from the memory bead, grab Xu Shengzi by the neck, and question him about whether he had tampered with the memory bead.
If it weren't for that, he might have been able to meet Heng Qichun an hour earlier.
as well as……
Master. You were very worried about me losing me, weren't you...?
He paused in his steps.
Lou Yan stopped outside Heng Qichun's bedroom.
The inner room was quiet. The flickering candle had been extinguished in the quiet of the night. Through the crack in the door, all that could be seen was the deep darkness of the night.
As midnight approached, the solitary moon appeared, its clear light filtering through the branches and leaves of the Endless Tree.
Half-hidden by the window frame, it lingered and landed on the gauze bed curtains that swayed in the wind.
Heng Qichun fell asleep.
His restless heart finally calmed down for a moment because of this sudden thought. The tangled hemp rope was twisted into a strand at this moment, smoothing out those complicated emotions and embedding them straight into his chest.
He understood.
From the moment he saw Heng Qichun shield him from the tribulation lightning in the memory bead, he could no longer feel hatred for his master.
He coerced and lured Xushengzi to steal the Memory Pearl, and rushed back from Hezizhou. On the way, he passed through a snowy mountain, killed dozens of demons, and then voluntarily transformed into a wolf at the foot of the Eighteen Realms Mountain.
Even he himself didn't know why he did it.
But at this moment, knowing that his master was sleeping peacefully just a wall away, his heart, which had been wandering in the wind and snow for so long, felt an unprecedented sense of peace.
Wolves don't understand human emotions, but when they learned that Heng Qichun had been searching for him, a thought gradually arose in their minds.
—It turned out to be a fervent longing.
Lou Yan stared at the door in front of him, then suddenly raised his hand and cast a silencing spell on the wooden door.
Then I pushed open the door and quietly walked in, embracing the room's gentle moonlight.
He heard soft breathing.
The moonlight followed his gaze all the way to the plain-colored bed curtains. A gentle breeze lifted a corner of the curtains, revealing a slender wrist of the person on the bed.
The fingers, still slightly red from being vigorously scrubbed and soaked in water, contrasted sharply with the pale white wrist.
Lou Yan walked over as if possessed.
After standing by the bed, he felt that he should never use the phrase "by some strange twist of fate" again.
He leaned down gently, habitually using his head to open the bed curtains, and looked down at the person on the bed in the pouring moonlight.
Heng Qichun was not woken up.
He lay on his side on the bed, his eyes clear and peaceful, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow beneath his eyes.
A thought that had crossed his mind long ago resurfaced: he felt he was no longer like a god.
Like one of the countless people he pitied.
Lou Yan braced himself on the bed with both hands, and moved the fingers of one hand alternately on the bed, rubbing against Heng Qichun's fingers little by little.
This time, he didn't lick it anymore, but instead held Heng Qichun's fingers tightly in his palm.
Slightly cool yet warm.
That's when the fire started.
The robes were scalded by the flames and clung tightly to my body, making me feel hot and bloated somewhere.
The little wolf, who had never encountered anything like this before, panicked for a moment, but quickly calmed down.
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The author says: Similar to the oral stage that all animals have, he instinctively raised his hand, reached into his clothes and quickly rubbed it, awkwardly and clumsily soothing the restlessness that was about to rise in spring.
It was a slightly sticky sound.
Mixed in with it was a gasp that he himself was unaware of.
"Uh...ah..."
Lou Yan tilted his head back slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing, the unbearable feeling making him involuntarily close his eyes tightly.
Like the Pixiu cub not long ago, he was so focused on his work that he missed Heng Qichun's eyes opening and closing quickly in the dark night.
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