Chapter 25 Chapter 25 (Additional Update) Snake Plaything
early morning.
Fenjing Peak pierced the huge red sun, and the disciples who were in morning class flew towards Chongri Terrace on swords or cranes.
He Wujiu is going to Futu Sea today. Mingyueyi got up very early and waited for him in front of the mountain gate.
The young man walked down from the high steps, his figure as graceful as a fairy bamboo.
"Big Brother."
A woman's crisp call was heard under the gentle spring sunshine with the clouds rolling and unrolling.
He Wujiu looked in the direction of the sound.
The person who came was Mingyueyi.
Seeing that it was her, He Wujiu was not surprised at all: "Why are you here, Junior Sister?"
"Senior brother, I have something to give you." Mingyueyi's eyes curved cunningly, and she ran towards him while holding up her wide skirt.
Fenjing Peak was different from the other peaks. As long as they were not practicing swordsmanship with the others in the morning at Chongri Terrace, there was no need to wear the sect's uniform. Mingyueyi wore her favorite snow satin gauze skirt. It seemed light and thin when she spun around, but in fact, the layers of the skirt were as big as a misty blue lily.
He Wujiu looked at the woman running towards him, and for some reason he suddenly thought of something that happened a long time ago.
He couldn't remember exactly how long ago it was, but it was probably just when she was brought back by her master.
He had never seen a girl like her. He couldn't say what was special about her, but she was different from others in every way. She was energetic, loved to laugh, and could get along well with everyone. But as she grew older, he found that the rare spiritual energy in her seemed to have been worn away, and she became similar to everyone else in the world.
He Wujiu felt sorry for Mingyueyi, lowering his eyes and asking her in a gentle voice, "Junior sister, why are you so anxious? Why don't you come here on a crane instead of running around sweating all over?"
Ming Yueyi smiled faintly. "Big Brother, you're going to Futu Sea. I heard the monsters there are more dangerous than usual and can possess humans. I've woven a small bag out of the fallen seaweed I picked in Baihua Valley. Monsters dislike this herb the most. Wearing it on you can prevent unnecessary trouble."
Mingyueyi said as he handed over the thing in his hand.
He Wujiu was about to say no, but when he saw her eyes light up, he swallowed the words back.
He accepted it: "Thank you, Junior Sister."
After that, he took out a bag of spirit stones from his storage bag and handed it to her, saying, "Junior sister, you usually like to practice swordsmanship. Your body has not recovered yet, so you can't take missions down the mountain to earn spirit stones. These are for you. If you don't have enough, you can get more at the Lusen Cave Abode."
Although Ming Yueyi was in great need of spirit stones, he didn't accept the one he offered. He smiled with his eyes curved and said, "Big Brother, you don't need it. I have saved some, which is enough for us."
Since she refused to accept it, He Wujiu did not force her. He put away the spirit stone and tied the palm-sized straw bag around his waist.
He raised his eyes to the crimson sun rising in the distance and said, "If everything is alright, Junior Sister, I will go down the mountain first."
Mingyueyi nodded: "Yeah."
She watched the young man walk down the stone steps step by step. He was covered in precious items, except for the herbal bag around his waist, which was not in line with his status. His godlike temperament instantly became a little less worldly, making him look more approachable.
Such young men can easily attract women and succubi outside.
She remembered that after Yun Zhen stole his heart, his cultivation declined rapidly, and he became a hot topic in the sect. He also came down the mountain once.
It was during that time when they met a fourth-order monster outside. After rescuing the monster, the monster began to rely on He Wujiu.
I didn't expect that the plot, which has become so biased now, can be fixed without anyone noticing.
Could she escape the fate of being sacrificed to the sword? Ming Yueyi lowered his eyes in thought.
Regardless of success or failure, she had to give it a try. The herbal waist bag she gave to He Wujiu not only contained fallen seaweed, but also demon-killing powder.
She wanted to see if any monster would approach He Wujiu even though he was wearing such a dangerous thing.
If there are still some, she can only practice harder to definitely fight back and make preparations for both situations.
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After sending He Wujiu off, Mingyueyi did not return to the cave, but walked towards the other side.
The cave was as cold as ice and snow, and even the outside was covered with frost flowers. However, the appearance of the cave was not strange. It was just like an ordinary mansion with white bricks and green tiles. The red plum blossoms inside the low wall were affected by the cold and were in the wrong season. Now they were still blooming brightly, and the fragrance was fragrant when you got close to it.
As soon as Mingyueyi arrived at Pu Yuemin's cave, he was attracted by the little monsters outside.
She had come here once before and didn't notice it, but now she saw that the little monsters raised by Pu Yue were not spirits, but puppets.
The pretty little puppets in blue dresses were huddled together at the door. When they saw her coming, they swarmed over as if they had seen their own mother.
"Daojun, Daojun is here!"
"Taojun, Daojun, Daojun..."
"Are you here to look for the master, Daojun? He hasn't woken up yet. Do you want us to take you to him?"
The little puppets were much noisier than the dumb monsters. When Mingyueyi heard such a noisy sound, she almost thought that Pu Yuemin had caught the little bamboo spirits from the bamboo forest behind her back mountain, stuffed them into the puppets and raised them in the yard. They were just as talkative as the bamboo spirits in her back mountain.
"Since he hasn't woken up, I won't disturb him." Mingyueyi pulled down the little puppet that was clinging to his shoulder.
The little puppet held her tightly with both hands, unwilling to let go. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he spoke without hesitation: "The master has woken up, and he is inviting Daojun in."
Mingyueyi paused, then let go of the puppet: "Really?"
The little wooden puppet nestled contentedly against her neck and let out a comfortable sigh: "Really, Daojun, you smell so good."
“…”
Pu Yuemin is awake.
Mingyueyi followed the little wooden puppet into the cave.
This time, with Pinocchio leading the way, she didn't accidentally end up in the bamboo forest like she did last time.
The young man was not in the bamboo forest behind, but in the courtyard covered with frost and snow.
When Ming Yueyi arrived, he was kneeling on one knee on a thick layer of soft snow, with some snowflakes that had fallen from the trees condensed on his black hair hanging behind him.
He was looking at the flowers blooming on the tree, with his head raised. His side profile was clear, and his exposed neck was so white that you could vaguely see the cold blue veins. His red dress was more gorgeous than the plum blossoms.
As if he heard the crunching sound of snow, he turned around and saw her. His eyes moved slightly and he couldn't help asking, "Why are you here, Senior Sister?"
Ming Yueyi was still suspicious of him and did not get too close to him. Instead, she sat on a stone bench not far away and placed the food box in her hand on the stone table which was also covered with a layer of snow and frost.
"Come and see you."
Pu Yuemin's attention was attracted by the food box she placed on the table, and he stood up and walked towards her.
Only then did Ming Yueyi realize that he was not wearing boots. His slender feet were as beautiful as his face. He stepped on the snow step by step. His skin was frozen white by the snow, and his ankles and toes were slightly pink.
She is so beautiful from beginning to end that even women feel ashamed of themselves.
"Senior Sister, what is this?" He stood in front of her, leaned over and sniffed along the food box, like a naive boy who knew nothing about the world.
Ming Yueyi leaned back slightly, observed his movements and said, "I'll bring you some of the flower cakes I made."
"Made it for me?" He was a little surprised, turning his dark eyes to stare at her.
Ming Yueyi explained: "I made too much. Second Senior Brother and Little Junior Sister have already gone down the mountain, and Senior Brother also left a while ago. I thought you were still here, so I sent some for you."
When he heard that he was last in line, his expression instantly became lazy and he turned around and sat on the stone bench beside her, his long robe and long hair hanging down to the ground.
No matter how Ming Yueyi looked at him, she felt that he looked like a snake coiled on a stone.
"What kind of pastry did Senior Sister make?" he asked softly, as if he would be delighted no matter what it was.
Ming Yueyi opened the wooden lid: "Falling Sea Cake."
Luohai Cake is her most famous food, but it contains Luohai Grass, which is what monsters hate the most. If Pu Yuemin in front of her is a little monster, if he accidentally eats this thing, his intestines will start to fester first.
The last time she stabbed him, the sword was smeared with fallen seaweed juice, so he rotted quickly afterwards.
But later on, he was miraculously alive and well, and no one even knew he had been there, as if killing him that day was just her illusion.
Ming Yueyi believed in her own memory, so she planned to try today to see whether the young man in front of her was "Ming Yi" or another demon who used special abilities to hide the demonic aura on his body.
The box was completely opened, and the colors and shapes of the flower cakes inside were extremely tempting.
Pu Yuemin's eyes naturally fell on her fingers as she held out the white porcelain plate.
"I don't know if you like Luohai Cake." Mingyueyi stared at him without blinking as she said this.
Seeing that he was not affected at all by the rich floral fragrance, he even pinched a piece of it and put it under his nose to smell it. He said in a gentle and joyful voice, "Thank you, Senior Sister. I like it very much."
Yes, he likes his senior sister and everything she touches.
The pastries made by my senior sister are full of her scent.
In the dark, he greedily inhaled the breath covering the pastry into his body. Thinking of the breath of his senior sister in his body, his body felt slightly hot, and his thin eyelids that drooped unconsciously turned red.
It is impossible for a monster to like something with fallen seaweed added. This is the monster's nature. The monks outside rely on this to identify whether it is a monster. Although it cannot be completely identified by this, the boy's liking for it made Mingyue Yi speechless.
He seemed to really enjoy it.
Despite this, Mingyueyi still felt that there was a strong demonic nature beneath his handsome appearance.
"How does it taste?" she said.
The boy was very obedient. He opened his mouth and bit the cake. The tip of his tongue that showed between his teeth was slightly darker than the cake, and it was pointed and seemed very long.
Because he only revealed a little, Mingyueyi was not sure whether she was seeing things after catching him. When she wanted to take a closer look, he had already retracted his lips.
Pu Yuemin swallowed a mouthful of cake, narrowed his fox eyes, and praised softly, "It's very sweet. I like it."
Mingyueyi looked at him, "Sweet?"
"Hmm?" He put down the flower cake and looked at her with innocent eyes: "Isn't it sweet?"
Ming Yueyi pinched a piece, put it to his lips and took a bite, then raised his eyes and said, "It tastes salty."
The confusion in his eyes disappeared, and he put down the cake. "I lost my sense of taste since I was young, so I sometimes taste the wrong flavors."
After saying that, he suddenly stretched out his hand.
Mingyueyi leaned back subconsciously, and the boy's cold fingertips licked across her face, which was extremely cold.
"What?" She looked at him warily.
Pu Yuemin smiled: "Senior sister, your face is pale from the cold. Is it very cold?"
Ming Yueyi touched the cheek he had touched and did not refute, "Well, what are you using in your cave? It's too cold."
"I am afraid of heat and like winter snow, so the gift my master gave me was a snow bead, which I inlaid on the plaque of the cave." He explained flawlessly.
Mingyueyi was attracted by the snow beads he mentioned. No wonder his cave was so abnormally cold, but no one said anything.
The snow bead can change the seasons of heaven and earth. It is a magical bead. He didn't expect that his master would be willing to give it to him as a gift for becoming his disciple.
Ming Yueyi was thinking this in his heart, when he suddenly saw out of the corner of his eye that the young man opposite him seemed to be about to stand up.
She subconsciously reached out and held his wrist. Perhaps because he had stayed in the Frost Cave for too long, the temperature of his hand was as cold as a corpse.
The young man stopped and looked back: "Huh? What's wrong, Senior Sister?"
Ming Yueyi looked up, stared at him and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Pu Yuemin said, "Senior Sister seems very cold. I suddenly remembered that I got a fox fur coat to keep warm some time ago. I was just about to give it to you."
Ming Yueyi shook her head: "No, it's not that cold. Just sit down and keep me company for a while."
Accompanying Senior Sister...
His eyes were slightly blurred, his expression was dazed, and he sat back in his original position.
The two of them sat there in silence, feeling awkward. Ming Yueyi took the initiative to start a conversation, asking about the puppets in his cave: "By the way, those puppets led me in just now. How come I haven't seen these little monsters outside your cave before?"
Wood can become a spirit, but the original body is gone. It is rare for a dry wooden pillar to become a spirit.
The soft hand on his wrist moved away, but the remaining warmth could not soothe the ripples in his heart.
He wanted to be with his senior sister all the time and become one with her.
Pu Yuemin suppressed the itching in his throat, and his voice unconsciously became a little hoarse. "It's not a wood spirit, it's a bamboo spirit."
"Bamboo spirit?" Mingyueyi glanced sideways.
The little wooden puppet not far away doesn't look like a bamboo spirit at all.
How could it be a bamboo spirit?
The young man explained slowly and gently, "Yes, they are bamboo spirits. I extracted the spirits they gave birth to and put them into puppets, so their appearance is different."
It turns out that this can be done.
Mingyueyi was surprised, her attention all focused on the puppet shivering in the corner. She didn't notice that when her gaze shifted, the young man next to her picked up his hand that had fallen on the snow, and at inhuman speed, he grew a new, whiter hand from his empty wrist.
As soon as one grew out, another one fell to the snow with a plop.
The sudden strange sound made Mingyueyi, who was looking at the wooden puppet in the corner, turn around.
The young man behind her had a tall nose and long beautiful eyebrows. He was watching the Pinocchio with her and smiling. There was nothing unusual about him, but she really heard a strange sound just now.
Pu Yuemin followed her gaze and glanced back, but didn't seem to notice anything. He turned his head again, his eyes pure black and captivating, and looked innocently, "What's wrong, Senior Sister?"
Ming Yueyi shook his head: "Nothing, I just seemed to hear something."
Pu Yuemin picked up a plum blossom branch that had fallen to the ground at his feet and handed it to her, "It's a fallen plum blossom branch."
Mingyueyi lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the hand he stretched out from his wide sleeves.
Her skin was translucent white, and her nails were so clean and pink, as if she had been reborn. She had eaten pastries with fallen seaweed, but there was no sign of decay at all.
Is it an illusion?
Ming Yueyi took the plum blossom branch he handed her and continued, "Where did this bamboo spirit you're talking about come from? Last time I looked, the bamboo trees in your backyard seemed to be devoid of life."
He smiled faintly and said mysteriously, "Well, I caught it from somewhere else."
Given how close the bamboo spirit was to her, Mingyueyi didn't need to think too much about it; it was already very clear.
"When did you go to my back mountain?" She plucked the plum branches one by one and placed them around the elegantly colored flower cakes.
Pu Yuemin said, "Well, I just arrived at Fenjing Peak and didn't know the way, so I accidentally walked into a bamboo forest. Later I heard that it belonged to my senior sister."
At that time, she was still in Baihua Valley and had not returned.
Ming Yueyi's suspicion of him was slightly reduced by these conversations, and he casually asked, "Why did you capture the bamboo spirit in my back mountain?"
"like."
Mingyueyi glanced sideways.
The young man held his chin with one hand, his eyes sparkling and his lips pursed with a smile, as if he really liked it.
Mingyueyi asked some more questions, and his answers were all impeccable, and even gradually made her doubts fade away.
If they continued talking like this, she would probably start to suspect that she had really been delusional at the time.
Mingyueyi raised his eyes and looked into the distance.
The golden sun shines brightly, and the ice condensed on the plum trees and the low eaves reflects the light, making it dazzling.
"It's getting late, I'll go back first."
"Are you leaving, Senior Sister?" The young man asked, reluctant to let her go.
It had been some time since he had eaten the pastries, and his body had not decayed, and he was still trying to keep her.
Mingyueyi's slight suspicion of him faded even further.
"Um."
Pu Yuemin asked, "Sister, will you come tomorrow?"
Ming Yueyi shook his head: "Go back and retreat for a few days."
Her cultivation has been stagnant and she needs to consolidate it in the near future.
When she said she wanted to stay in seclusion for a few days, he did not try to keep her and watched her leave in the snow.
After she completely left the frost-covered cave, the body of the cold young man sitting in the yard began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his fingers, hair, head, and limbs all emitted the smell of rotting flesh.
Pu Yuemin maintained his original sitting posture, his beautiful face shattered like jade, and pieces of rotten flesh fell to the ground.
If you leave any later, you'll feel ill.
He raised his hand to pick up the skin on his face that had fallen to the ground, but the next moment his entire arm fell off his body and onto the snow.
The little wooden puppet not far away saw it, ran over frantically, and started eating the hand that fell on the ground.
Pu Yuemin looked at the ugly, rotting flesh on the ground, made a soft "tsk" sound in annoyance, and leaned on the stone table and closed his eyes.
Before the young man's body completely decayed, a pair of thin and slender hands as thin as jade suddenly stretched out from his chest.
He tore open the chest with his hands, and a head popped out from inside.
He raised his head, revealing a stunning young face with flawless white skin and beautiful features.
He had a new body again, lying naked on the snow, staring blankly into the sky, with the sounds of the puppets slurping bone marrow and chewing meat in his ears.
Shedding its skin again.
If he takes it off any further, he will be forced to emit aphrodisiac energy, and then he will not be able to hide it from his senior sister.
Not wanting to be discovered, he still wanted to be imprisoned by his senior sister and be her plaything.
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