Chapter 84 Chapter 84 Snake Demon
She was looking at him.
Thousands of sharp moans were circling in his mind, each one lingering with passion. The boiling blood in his body was tearing at him, wanting to burst out madly.
He finally reached his peak under her gaze. He held the quilt and smiled at her, his eyes unfocused, breathing raggedly. "Sister, it's getting late. We should get up and wash up. We have a guest coming to our house today."
Mingyueyi looked at his cheeks, which were even brighter than his lips, like freshly applied rouge, and were truly beautiful. Sticky sweat was faintly appearing on his back.
There are guests in the Ming Mansion.
Master Ming ordered his servants to prepare the best wine and meat, and personally entertained the guests in the front hall. Thinking of his two children at home, he turned his head and gave instructions to the servants.
"Go and invite Yi'er and Yue Niang."
The young man at the table was surprised when he heard this and asked, "Is your daughter's illness cured?"
Master Ming was in high spirits, stroking his beard as he spoke, "I never told you, sir, but I just found my son a while ago, and my daughter is well now."
The Ming Mansion once had only one daughter, who had never been seen in public due to poor health. Fen Jing had never seen her either. When he heard Master Ming ask someone to come out today, he was only surprised for a moment and then forgot about it.
Fen Jing smiled faintly and asked, "Your son has returned home. Is there anything wrong?"
Master Ming said, "Thank you for your concern, Daojun. Yi'er is doing very well. Let me offer you a toast."
Fen Jing smiled, shook his head and said, "No need to thank me."
Seeing that he didn't drink, Master Ming thought that the monks were a little strange and wary, so he stopped drinking and tilted his head back to drink the wine.
The two were talking in the front hall when they heard the gentle sound of Luo Pei, like the sound of light rain and water dripping on blue stone, which was so pleasant and refreshing.
Master Ming put down his wine glass and introduced with a smile: "The Taoist has arrived, and these are my son and daughter."
Fen Jing's gaze fell on the person who walked in first.
The man who came was very handsome, with beautiful eyes and eyebrows. He was wearing plain clothes and had black hair, black eyes and white skin. He was no different from the person I was looking for.
But when Fen Jing saw her face clearly, his gaze suddenly froze, and then a faint smile appeared under the corners of his eyes, and he rubbed the cup lightly with his fingertips.
As Ming Yueyi entered the hall, he met the familiar eyes in front of him and his heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously stopped.
Fortunately, she quickly calmed down and walked in with a normal expression.
Master Ming saw that she came alone and asked, "Where is Yi'er? Why didn't he come?"
Ming Yueyi said, "My brother suddenly fainted on the way here. I have already sent someone to take him back."
"Faint!" This was the only precious bead that Master Ming had. Upon hearing this, he hurriedly stood up, said goodbye to the people around him, and hurried away with his servants.
There were only two people left in the hall.
"We meet again." Fen Jing smiled slightly, "I didn't expect that fellow Taoist is actually the girl from the Ming Mansion."
Ming Yueyi faced the young man's scrutiny and shook her head blankly: "I have never met Daojun before, so I don't know what you mean by meeting again?"
Fen Jing's eyes were stern. He put down his wine glass and gently reminded, "Did you forget? We just met in front of the stone tablet last night."
Ming Yueyi raised her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, playing the role of a timid girl to the extreme: "My Taoist, I have indeed never seen you before. I hope you will not say such misleading words again. If something gets out in the future, how will I, how will I get married in the future?"
After saying this, she covered her face and lowered her brows.
Fen Jing did not pity her because she was a woman, and stood up and stood in front of her.
He was tall and although he looked gentle and elegant, his aura was cold and unkind. This was somewhat different from He Wujiu a thousand years later.
Ming Yueyi heard him lower his voice and say, "There's no need to hide your identity. We know we can't keep you sealed in Yun Town forever, but if you behave in any unusual way, your body will never be recovered."
Ming Yueyi: “?”
Is she sealed in Yun Town? Is she still in physical form?
Fen Jing saw the girl in front of him suddenly raise her eyelashes, and a strange color flashed in her almond-shaped eyes as she looked at him, as if she was very surprised by what he said.
Back then, the seven monks failed to eliminate the monster before they ascended to heaven, leaving it behind in the human world. He and his fellow apprentices found it and sealed it in Yun Town. To prevent it from escaping and seeking revenge, they locked its body under the Demon Locking Tower. He has never set foot in Yun Town again over the years and has never seen what kind of body it is using now.
It was not until last night when he heard from his junior brother Daoyun that something unusual happened in the town that he came here after thinking about it. He did not expect that it would be a woman with a sweet face.
Fen Jing's gaze fell on her face and lingered for a long time, and he heard the tone of her voice that contained an unintentional test.
"What is Daojun saying? Why don't I understand a word? Did you recognize the wrong person?" Mingyueyi really didn't know what this young man who had the same face as He Wujiu was talking about.
Fen Jing looked away, turned around and sat on the chair, smiled at her and said, "Sit down."
Mingyueyi glanced at the chair in front of him, looked a little hesitant, and finally walked forward and sat in front of him.
"Was it you last night?" Fen Jing asked, picking up a piece of bright red meat with his jade chopsticks and placing it on the small plate in front of her, his tone natural as if they had known each other for a long time.
Although this sentence has the same meaning as his first sentence, it is not asking whether the person he met last night was her, but is implicitly asking about something else.
Was she the one who entered the dungeon last night?
Ming Yueyi shook his head: "I just told Daojun that I don't know you, and I have never seen you before."
Fen Jing didn't seem to believe her, and didn't ask any more questions. He just smiled and said, "Madam Ming, try it."
Mingyueyi lowered her eyes and looked at the brightly colored meat on the dish. It didn't look like pork.
Because she didn't know what it was, she chose not to pick up her chopsticks.
Fen Jing didn't care. He put down his bamboo chopsticks and slowly wiped his hands with a handkerchief. His voice was gentle and cold, "No matter what you see, your flesh is just a piece of skin, and you can't take it back now. We have known for years that you can regenerate even if there is only a strand of hair left. And like the meat on the plate in front of you, one bite will be full of spiritual energy. I believe you don't want to be eaten up in the end, and live your whole life in this body."
Ming Yueyi: “?”
What happened to her body?
Fen Jing also said: "If you want to be a human, I will build Yun Town for you and set up a human world for you. If you stay there well and don't come out to harm others, I will return your skin to you in the end."
"That's all I have to say. I hope you will consider it. When we can use your body to break through the Tao and become a god, we will naturally set you free." He pressed down first and then leaned back, giving the last sweet treat.
Although Mingyueyi didn't understand what he was saying, when she thought about the scene of him eating raw skin last night, she roughly figured it out.
He locked the body of something under the Demon Locking Tower and shared it with others, and wanted to run to the real owner to warn it to be honest.
In her several lifetimes of cultivating immortals, she had never seen such a shameless person, and even the way she looked at him was filled with a bit of disgust.
Fen Jing ignored the disgust in her eyes. After wiping his hands, he glanced at her and asked inexplicably, "Are you a female demon?"
Your ancestor.
Ming Yueyi resisted the urge to slam the dish in front of her into his face and stood up, saying, "The Taoist Master has been spouting a long stream of incomprehensible and obscene words. I personally think he's been practicing Taoism and has lost his mind. As a mortal like me, I'll refrain from dining with him to avoid being contaminated by his madness."
As he was still dazed, he called the servant who was waiting beside him and said, "Come and have dinner with the Taoist Master first."
Ming Yueyi turned around and smiled at the young man who was supporting his chin with one hand: "Excuse me, Daojun. I'll go see my younger brother too."
Fen Jing was a very good-tempered person and did not feel offended. Instead, he looked at her with some interest: "Since Madam Ming is busy, I will not bother you."
"Your Majesty, please."
Mingyueyi turned and walked out of the hall.
Fen Jing, who was standing behind her, watched her walk away. Thinking of her expression when she spoke just now, he smiled.
He has a pretty bad temper, and he learned to behave like that just after he became an adult. I didn't expect him to be so obedient in Yun Town for so long.
The monster sealed here cannot be released. Firstly, it is rumored that the seven monks who ascended to heaven got the chance to ascend because of this monster. Secondly, this monster is evil and anyone who comes into contact with it will feel it. Now, only he and his senior brother can resist its temptation.
He wanted to ascend to heaven but also wanted the monster to be unable to harm the human world, so he thought sealing it inside for research was the best of both worlds.
but……
The smile in Fen Jing's eyes faded. He looked at the invisible barrier in the sky and guessed that the seal should be strengthened.
The other side.
Ming Yueyi walked along the corridor, thinking about what the man had just said. Confused, he followed the servant to Pu Yuemin's courtyard and put his thoughts to rest.
The doctor was walking quickly back and forth in the yard, obviously ill.
The two of them did go to the hall together just now, but he suddenly vomited blood on the way, so she went to the hall alone.
When he entered the room, Mr. Ming was anxiously asking the doctor, fearing that his son, whom he had just found, was gone.
The doctor said that it was the cold body that was harmful to the body, but he couldn't explain why. He just said that it might be tuberculosis.
The word "tuberculosis" almost made Mr. Ming faint.
The servant helped him sit aside and comforted him, saying that the young man might be weak because he had just returned and would be fine after taking some medicine.
Master Ming believed it, and the young man sitting on the couch had a pale face, but his eyes and hair were black and shiny as he looked at Ming Yueyi who was standing at the door and staying out of the matter.
"Sister." He called out with a smile, without any pain from the illness, but showing a morbid satisfaction that she could come.
Upon hearing the voice, Master Ming looked at her and suddenly wondered why she was in such good health and had never been sick, while his child was so sick. He felt even more unhappy.
Ming Yueyi knew that Master Ming had always been prejudiced against her, so she ignored him, grabbed her skirt, walked into the inner room, sat next to the young man, and asked, "What did the doctor say?"
Pu Yuemin avoided everyone, hooked his pinky finger around her palm, and said with a smile, "The doctor said it's nothing, it might be tuberculosis."
Mingyueyi hid her hands in her sleeves, frowned and asked seriously: "Will it be transmitted to me?" She remembered that tuberculosis was contagious.
Last night, she had sex with him, and he put so much fluid in her body. She wondered if her monastic body would be infected.
As soon as she said this, the room fell inexplicably silent.
Master Ming was the first to come to his senses. He glared at her with his old eyes: "Yuen Niang, he is your brother, how could you curse him like that!"
Even the servants around Master Ming looked at her with disapproval.
The young man is so young and handsome. If he gets tuberculosis, I'm afraid he won't live long. Even if he can be kept alive by medicine, he will only be able to linger on.
The young master was the kindest master he had ever met. When the servants thought about him being sick and not having a good end, their eyes turned red and they couldn't help but shrug and sob.
The room was filled with a tragic atmosphere. The fragile and sickly young boy, the old man who had aged and become decadent overnight, and the servants who wished they could take the young boy's place in suffering from illness, all made Ming Yueyi seem very unkind.
Ming Yueyi hesitated for a few moments before explaining, "What I meant is, if my brother's illness is contagious, I will take care of him in the future."
She thought they would never use it like this, because they looked at her with such cold eyes.
Upon hearing this, Master Ming looked at her strangely and remained silent for a while. The servants around him also had the same look on their faces, as if their expressions had been set in advance.
Mingyueyi also looked at them.
Master Ming asked her, "Does Yue Niang really think so?"
Mingyueyi nodded: "Yeah."
Anyway, Pu Yuemin was pretending, how could he suddenly become so sick and dying?
He won't die at all.
However, after a while, Master Ming seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Since Yue Niang wants this, I will hand Yi'er over to you."
This sounded quite strange, but Mingyueyi didn't think much about it and nodded in agreement.
Pu Yuemin, who was leaning beside her, smiled, and his pale face was flushed with a light blush.
Master Ming told her to take good care of her younger brother and left with the servants. Ming Yueyi was still trying to figure out what he meant by his words before he left when the young man suddenly pulled her onto the bed.
She was lying on her back on the mattress, wearing a cloud-blue skirt with a curved hem that made her jaw look pointed. Her face was like a magnolia, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes looked at him with confusion.
Pu Yuemin's face was still pale. He pressed her thin shoulders, which were as thin as the moon, and leaned over her with a smile. Her long black hair fell on both sides of her cheeks like willow branches.
"I'm very happy." He said with a smile, his dark eyes gazing at her tenderly.
Ming Yueyi felt as if he was trapped in an impenetrable spider web, and his nostrils were filled with the cold fragrance emanating from his slightly open collar as he leaned over.
"What?" She turned her head to the side and found in silence that Master Ming closed the door when he left.
Is it really safe to let "sister and brother" live in the same room like this?
Seeing that she was still looking outside the door, Pu Yuemin's eyes flashed with darkness, and he lowered his head and bit her lips.
"Hiss—" Ming Yueyi gasped, her beautiful eyes misting over as she looked at him, frowning and saying, "Why are you biting me?"
"You're not concentrating." He loosened the grip between his teeth, held her lip beads and sucked them slowly, with an inexplicable jealousy in his tone.
Mingyueyi pushed him away, but before she could sit up, he clung to her again.
Pu Yuemin hugged her from behind, wrapping her in his long hair again, as if he wanted to stick to her and become a part of her body.
Ming Yueyi put down her hands and let him hold her in his arms, listening to him ask in a soft voice, "What are you thinking about, sister?"
Ming Yueyi was calm: "I wonder if your disease will be transmitted to me. I don't want to die of tuberculosis."
The young man rested his chin on her shoulder and slowly tilted his head, his long black hair flowing down. A faint smile slowly broke out in Kuroki Hitomi's heart, and his sleepy tone seemed to be teasing her: "Then sister, just die with me. After death, we will be buried together and be a loving couple in the underworld."
He seemed to be longing for it, and as he spoke, he wrapped his arms around her like suffocating vines.
Mingyueyi was almost locked in his arms, with her entire back pressed against his chest, and she could even clearly feel his abnormally strong heartbeat.
She felt as if the heart behind her had jumped out of her chest and burrowed into her body. She trembled so much that she couldn't help but lower her head and bite his wrist, mumbling to him, "I don't want to die with you."
He didn't let go of her hand because he felt pain, but leaned against the bed with a sickly look on his face. Instead, he felt sorry that she didn't want to die with him. He looked at her with a frown, and regret was revealed in the corners of his eyes.
Ming Yueyi stood up, turned around and bent down to gather his long hair that was hanging on the edge of the bed and put it on the bed, and coaxed him casually: "You are not feeling well, rest first, I will come to see you later."
When she said she would come again, the pity in Pu Yuemin's eyes disappeared like smoke, and she smiled gently, "Okay."
The boy has a good appearance, and has the graceful and elegant figure of a woman. When he looks at people, his peach blossom eyes are like spring water, and he has a morbid brokenness, which makes him charming and alluring.
Before leaving, Mingyueyi couldn't help but linger on his face several times.
He seemed to be aware that he was good-looking, and although he looked casual, he was actually picking out good poses for her to see.
Ming Yueyi came out of his room, thought again and again, and did not go back to the courtyard as usual, but went to find Master Ming.
The young man in the hall had already left. Master Ming seemed to be still worried about Pu Yuemin's illness. When he saw her coming over, he put down the doctor's prescription in his hand and asked her sideways, "Why aren't you in Yi'er's room?"
Apart from treating him, Master Ming treated Pu Yuemin like a good father and even looked over the doctor's prescriptions repeatedly.
Ming Yueyi glanced at the prescription he had placed aside and asked directly, "Father, why did that Taoist come to the mansion today?"
Master Ming: "Why are you asking him?"
Ming Yueyi said calmly, "I see that Daojun has a very good relationship with my father. I'm worried that he came to the mansion because there is something unusual going on there."
There are so many monsters outside. A cultivator like him with an extraordinary aura would not come to the residence of an ordinary mortal for no reason. It can only mean that there is something wrong with the residence, so he came to investigate.
Master Ming had the same thought when he saw Fen Jing, but Fen Jing said that he just happened to pass by and came in to reminisce with Master Ming.
Master Ming had seen him when he was a child. After so many years, he has become old, but Fen Jing is still the same handsome young man as he was back then.
"Don't worry, Yue Niang. Nothing happened at home. Daojun was just passing by to reminisce about the past with your father." Master Ming expressed his concern for her and comforted her, his expression slightly brightened.
Ming Yueyi's face seemed to be filled with joy, and then he casually asked, "Father, who is this Taoist master? He seems to have profound Taoist skills, not like an ordinary cultivator."
Speaking of this 'old friend', Master Ming stroked his beard and said, "He is indeed no ordinary cultivator. He is the leader of the Qingyun Sect, Daojun Fenjing. You have been staying at home for many years and may not know about the Qingyun Sect. A few years ago, the Qingyun Sect won the championship in the competition because of this Daojun Fenjing. Now, it has become very famous and is considered a rising star."
There was a flash of surprise in Mingyueyi's eyes. Although she had some guesses last night, she didn't expect that it was really the ancestor of Qingyun Sect, Fen Jing.
But soon, she thought of what Fen Jing said to her today, and it was obvious that he had mistaken her.
But who did you recognize as the wrong person?
After Master Ming finished speaking, he saw her lowering her head in thought, not knowing what she was thinking about. Thinking that there was still something he had not asked the doctor, he stood up and took the cloak from the servant, while giving her instructions.
"If you have nothing to do, Yue Niang, please go to your brother's courtyard more often. Don't stay in the courtyard all the time. Spend more time with your brother. He needs you right now. When he's better, we can do your business together."
Mingyueyi nodded: "My daughter understands."
Master Ming left with satisfaction.
It was snowing outside again. Mingyueyi was thinking of Fenjing and walked back to the yard. Shang'er jumped over and happily brushed the snow off her body.
Ming Yueyi suddenly looked at her: "Shang'er, do you still remember your first master?"
Shang'er was puzzled by the question and scratched her head, "I can't remember."
Ming Yueyi asked, "Do you think my senior brother, He Wujiu, looks like me?"
Shang'er shook her head without even thinking: "I don't know."
Don't you remember?
Mingyueyi's thoughts were interrupted again, and she turned over and collapsed on the small couch.
Seeing this, Shang'er thought she was afraid of the cold, so she added charcoal to the stove, making the bedroom warm. Mingyueyi fell asleep leaning on the small couch without realizing it.
In the evening, Master Ming did not return home, and she did not go to eat either. She just lay on the couch and rested, feeling tired.
Shang'er added a lot of charcoal to the stove, which made her feel hot all over at night. The heat was not relieved until she put something cold on her skin, but she still did not wake up.
The snow outside the window was falling heavily, and the unlit house was filled with the warmth of a fire.
The snow-white boy poked his head out from under the quilt, holding the rosy-faced woman tightly in his arms. He stared at her with eyes as dim as the moonlight through a fading window, his thin lips moving silently.
"Liar... Senior Sister."
She said she would come back to see him later, and he waited and waited. It got dark and the snow started to fall heavily, but she still didn't come.
Liar liar liar liar...
His dark eyes were filled with hatred so thick that it seemed to drip black mud. His sharp teeth pressed against his lower lip as he looked at her gloomily. The white snake tail that stretched out from the quilt hung lazily at the end of the bed, as if measuring whether he could swallow her in one bite.
But her face was red when she slept, and even in her dream she frowned as if she had a lot of worries, which was really cute.
He looked and stared, his eyes sticking like a spider web. The resentment in his eyes faded, slowly replaced by overflowing obsession. His pale cheekbones flushed, and the snake's tail at the end of the bed couldn't help but wrap around her ankles, and his body slowly rubbed against her.
The sleeping Mingyue vaguely noticed that something slippery had slipped into her skirt, and was moaning softly in her ear, as if afraid of being heard, so it kept its tone very low and deep, like a snake's tail sliding under her skirt.
Snake...snake tail?!
Her intermittent thoughts suddenly broke off, and she woke up suddenly from her dream. She raised her eyelids in the dark and looked at the towering outline in front of her.
He was breathing heavily, lost in happiness, not caring about his long hair that was falling down like a ghostly hand that was trapping her.
Mingyueyi's head hit the headboard lightly, and he felt dizzy. He couldn't help but pinch his hand that was supporting his waist in a prone position, and a muffled groan escaped his lips.
So messy.
Her body was in disarray, her direction was confused, and even her breath was strangely disordered due to the boy's recklessness.
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