Chapter 71 071 Kiss
Chapter 71
Yingji was a little surprised that Jianfeng came here again. She swept her eyes over Jianfeng and fell on Bajiao.
Yingji's expression changed instantly.
"Who hurt you?" Yingji lifted her skirt and ran towards Basho, examining the injuries on Basho's body with a serious expression.
Basho pursed his lips in grievance, threw himself into Yingji's arms, whimpered "it hurts", and then transformed from a human form into a tiger body, rubbing his tiger head against Yingji's arms again and again for comfort.
Yingji moved her eyes and looked at Jianfeng.
Jian Feng waved his hands repeatedly, grinning playfully, "Don't stare at me like that. I didn't bully her. If I hadn't arrived in time, your tiger girl would have been beaten to death."
Yingji didn't ask any more questions for the time being. She lowered her eyes and gently stroked Bajiao's head, comforting her softly over and over again. Only when Bajiao stopped crying did she ask her what had happened.
Bajiao had lost all the ferocity he had shown during the fight outside, and he lay in Yingji's arms, crying and complaining. From her fragmented explanation, Yingji learned that Bajiao had encountered a group of people on his way back, and they attacked him without asking why.
Bajiao, with his straightforward temper, didn't know how to run away when he couldn't win, which resulted in him getting injured. Fortunately, Jianfeng happened to meet him and grabbed Bajiao and escaped from the group.
Yingji asked Bajiao if he knew the group, but Bajiao shook his head. Yingji then asked Jianfeng, but Jianfeng also didn't know the details of the group.
"Bajiao, have you offended anyone recently?" Yingji asked while rubbing the swollen back of Bajiao's paw.
Basho had stopped crying. She frowned and thought for a long time, then shook her head again.
Although Basho had long been able to transform into a human form and had spent a long time in the human world with Yingji, she lacked intelligence and acted recklessly, so it was possible that she had accidentally offended others. After all, she had accidentally violated others' taboos before.
However, one cannot be so arbitrary in making a conclusion. Yingji thought that it was possible that those people were not coming for Bajiao, but for her.
In any case, since there are no clues now, that group of people should appear again. Instead of guessing, it is better to wait and see.
Yingji carefully treated Bajiao's injuries, both large and small, and coaxed her to sleep. Then she asked Jianfeng again about the group's characteristics.
Jianfeng was very cooperative and told Yingji every detail he could. However, there was nothing special about the group and they left no clues about their identities.
Yingji thought for a moment, then collected her thoughts and said to Jianfeng, "Thank you so much for this time. If you hadn't arrived, I don't know how badly that idiot Bajiao would have been injured."
"Aying, you are too polite!" Jianfeng laughed.
Yingji then turned around and looked at Kongfan.
He stood silently under the apricot tree not far away, his fingertips gently tapping the Buddhist beads in his palm again and again, looking at her calmly.
She didn't know if she was seeing things, but she felt Kong Fan's gaze was a little strange. When she looked closely, Kong Fan's eyes were still as gentle and clear as usual.
That means she must have seen it wrong.
Yingji walked up to Kongfan and asked, "Is it time to go back?"
Kong Fan's fingers, twisting his Buddhist beads, paused slightly. His gaze shifted quietly behind Ying Ji, glancing at Jian Feng, then quickly retracted his gaze. He looked gently into Ying Ji's eyes and said, "It's time to go back. Master is waiting for me. I made apricot pastries for you. They're in the kitchen."
Facing Kong Fan, who washed her clothes and cooked for her, Ying Ji felt a trace of greedy tenderness in her heart for a moment.
"When will you come next time?" Before Kong Fan could answer, Ying Ji changed her tone and said, "The most important thing for you now is to replenish your lost spiritual energy. Your master is helping you, so you should practice well. There's no need to come running to me. I'll come find you if there's anything I need."
Kong Fan hesitated to speak. After a slight pause, he smiled and nodded, saying goodbye to Ying Ji.
Yingji sent him to the gate of the courtyard. Kongfan looked back at Yingji who was standing by the gate, then turned and walked into the alley.
The alley is quiet and there is faint sound of birds singing.
After walking a little further, we heard more voices.
Kong Fan walked into the bustling city, twirling his Buddhist beads. The clamor around him was quiet, but his heart remained calm. Until the distant sound of music and instruments approached, causing Kong Fan to stop and look sideways.
It was a wedding procession.
An old man on the roadside stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It seems that the bride's family is far away, so they are going to pick her up so early!"
"I want to go see the bride!" "Let's go see the bride!" Several children nearby laughed and ran towards the wedding procession.
The old man laughed heartily, looked at the children's backs lovingly and reminded them: "The bride hasn't gotten into the sedan yet!"
Kong Fan's gaze followed the children, gradually gazing towards the distant wedding procession. It was quite far away, and even the groom's features on the horse were unclear; all he could see was a sea of red.
Several people around were discussing which family was getting married, and some were joking that their sons should also get married.
Getting married is a happy event, and even if the people involved are strangers, it brings joy.
Kong Fan stared at the bright red wedding procession until it turned a corner and completely disappeared from his sight. The festive sounds of music and drums seemed to still linger in his ears.
A gentle breeze blew, ruffling the sleeves of his monk's robe. Kong Fan lowered his head and saw his own snow-white robe and the Buddhist beads hanging from his palm.
The Buddhist beads swayed gently on the snow.
Kong Fan was stunned and suddenly frowned.
He always wanted to have it both ways, but could he really have it both ways? He never asked Yingji if she was willing to marry a monk.
This thought suddenly popped up and has been lingering in Kong Fan's mind ever since.
Is he really going to wear this snow-colored outfit to marry his bride?
When Kong Fan returned to Pujia Temple, Master Daozhen was already waiting for him by the lotus pond.
Kong Fan didn't know why his master sobered up so quickly this time, and he couldn't ask any more questions. He could only put aside all distractions and concentrate on practicing, not daring to waste his master's teachings.
Kong Fan was in perfect control, completely absorbed in his cultivation. Yet, Master Daozhen could still sense something was amiss with Kong Fan before him. He examined him suspiciously, his penetrating eyes fixed on him, searching for an answer.
He was clearly focused on his cultivation, but what was wrong?
After a long time, Daozhen finally understood.
——It’s not that Kong Fan’s mind is distracted, but that Kong Fan is contaminated by the air of worldly affairs.
A moment of worry flashed across Daozhen's eyes. But it quickly vanished like smoke, and he silently chanted "Amitabha."
Some things, no matter how hard you try, cannot be changed by fate.
Daozhen finished his training early today.
It's not dark yet.
Kong Fan was a little surprised. He said, "Master, I want to continue."
Daozhen smiled slightly and said, "Kongfan, you are tired."
Kong Fan was a little stunned. He looked inward and realized that he was indeed very tired. He had been practicing with the same intensity as before, so why was he so exhausted today?
Seeing the doubt between Kong Fan's brows, Dao Zhen smiled and explained: "You force yourself to concentrate, so it's natural that you will be tired."
"Take a rest." Daozhen stood up, patted Kongfan's shoulder, and left with lazy steps.
Kong Fan did not do as he was told. He stayed beside the lotus pond, closed his eyes and chanted his magic formula again, intending to continue practicing.
The Xiaoyao Sect's people didn't want to activate the Sky-Splitting Formation. It seemed the previous Fu Long had alarmed those outside the barrier again. His spiritual power wasn't sufficient yet, and time was precious; there was no time to rest.
In Xingjuli, Yingji finished eating the last piece of apricot cake made by Kongfan, and looked out the open window into the yard.
Jianfeng was sitting in the yard, teasing Bajiao, who was now fussing and laughing.
Yingji wiped the crumbs off her fingers with a handkerchief, then folded her arms and leaned on the windowsill. "Jianfeng, what are your plans next?"
Jianfeng, with his back to Yingji, was performing a magic trick for Bajiao. Without even turning his head, he blurted out, "No plans."
Jianfeng's magic trick was over, and Bajiao was holding the bird Jianfeng had conjured up, examining it with curiosity. Jianfeng didn't hear Yingji speak again for a long time. He turned around and raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean? Chase me away? Ah Ying, you're being too mean. After all, I just helped Bajiao a lot. It's not right to chase me away now, right?"
"I'm just asking casually," Ying Ji said. "Jianfeng, what have you done in these hundreds of years? You must have some plans, right? Where are your family and friends?"
Yingji imagined that if she could live for hundreds of years, she would be able to do many things that she could not do.
"How did you make it happen?" Bajiao asked, pulling Jianfeng's sleeve.
Jianfeng explained the principle to Bajiao with a smile, and then taught her step by step. Bajiao got it right, and happily ran to the side to play with it over and over again.
Jian Feng then turned around, looked at Ying Ji, and said with a half-seriously half-sincerity smile: "I died too young, I was unwilling to accept it, I tried every possible way to live longer and longer."
He spread his arms, the dim evening light almost filtering through him. He sighed and said, "It's actually quite boring living like this for hundreds of years, half-human and half-human, hiding from place to place."
Yingji was in deep thought.
Jian Feng suddenly laughed again and said, "But if you want me to die now, I absolutely won't do it!"
He then said temptingly, "When you are about to die, take the same medicine as me and become a floating soul, how about that?"
Yingji didn't bother to think about things that far in the past, and was more focused on the present. She extended an olive branch to Jianfeng: "I'm going to look for some treasures, do you want to come with me?"
Jian Feng's eyes lit up and he said, "Okay! Where are we going?"
Perhaps he had long been tired of such a lonely life, and it would be more interesting to have someone to accompany him.
Yingji was silent for a while before she said, "Cross the Snow Country."
Yingji was reluctant to mention this place, and even more reluctant to go there, but the poisonous spider fruit happened to be in Duxue Country. It was precisely because she was reluctant to go back that she kept delaying the acquisition of the poisonous spider fruit.
Jian Feng was delighted and said, "I know this place well! Wherever you want to go, I'll lead the way!"
"Princess! I've learned it. I'll show you!" Basho suddenly shouted, interrupting the conversation between the two.
Yingji smiled at Bajiao and immediately walked out of the house to watch Bajiao perform magic tricks.
Basho's movements were clumsy and he was exposed several times, which made Yingji laugh.
Master Jianfeng also came over and pointed out the details to Bajiao.
This was the scene Kong Fan saw when he arrived. The sun was setting, its brilliant rays casting a dazzling light across the courtyard. Three people gathered together, laughing. The scene seemed strangely harmonious and beautiful.
Yingji was the first to notice Kongfan. She looked up and called out in surprise, "Kongfan?"
Kong Fan smiled back and said softly, "I brought you a few books."
Yingji walked towards him with a charming look in her eyes. She reached out to take the book that Kongfan handed to her, and her fragrant and soft fingertips brushed against the back of Kongfan's fingers.
"Talismans?" Ying Ji laughed. This was exactly the book she had been looking for a while ago.
Basho shouted again, "Princess! This time we will succeed!"
Yingji's mind was full of talismans, so she asked Bajiao and Jianfeng to learn another magic trick. Holding the book in both hands, she went into the room with Kongfan.
She happily put the book on the table and said with a smile as she flipped through it, "You really found it for me! But I'm afraid you'll have to teach me, because there are some parts I don't understand."
"good."
"This!" Ying Ji immediately opened the book and showed the page about the Concealment Talisman.
So Kong Fan explained it to Ying Ji in detail.
From time to time in the courtyard, the sounds of Jianfeng and Bajiao chatting and laughing could be heard. Kongfan was distracted for a moment.
Yingji was listening attentively when Kongfan stopped explaining. She looked up in confusion and saw Kongfan, who was in a daze with his long eyelashes drooping.
"Is it because he has no hair? His eyelashes are so long." Yingji raised her hand and lightly flicked Kongfan's eyelashes with her fingertips.
Kong Fan blinked, his dazed eyes slowly focusing on Ying Ji. He suddenly reached out, his slender hand pressing against the back of Ying Ji's neck, closing the distance between them and kissing her.
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