Chapter 3: I’m obsessed with Senior Sister, I’m waiting for you, why didn’t you come…
Mingyueyi supported his shoulders with both hands and found that although he looked thin, she couldn't move him at all and could only let him lower his head.
The boy's kiss was like ice and snow, a little sticky and wet.
He kissed her neck, treating her like a ripe fruit from which he could suck out abundant juice, making her moan in pleasure.
Mingyueyi couldn't breathe, and was afraid that if this continued, it would not be just a simple spiritual connection.
She bit her lower lip and tried to continue smoking Jinlian with trembling hands.
He seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised his head to look at her with a deep gaze, beautiful pupils, and a face full of blurred desire, which made his already beautiful and cold face look even more seductive.
At first glance, he doesn't look like a cultivator, but rather is full of primitive demonic nature.
Mingyueyi was so bewitched by his handsome appearance that she lost her mind a little. She stared at him blankly, and her movements of drawing the golden lotus were slightly slowed down.
Open your lips... kiss me, kiss me...
She seemed to hear him speaking, but his cold, thin lips never moved from beginning to end.
When Mingyueyi leaned over to him, she opened her lips that were deeply bitten and extended a bright red tongue towards him as if asking for something.
When the young man saw this, his pupils seemed to turn into upright snake pupils in an instant, and then quickly returned to normal, so fast that it seemed like it was just an illusion.
It was not until he opened his lips and sucked on her tongue that Mingyueyi felt something was wrapped around her ankle.
snake……! ?
Mingyueyi subconsciously lowered her eyelids and looked at her ankles.
Not a snake.
The boy's ankle-length black hair wrapped around her ankles. The black, silky hair was like some kind of crawling, sticky animal, wrapping around her little by little as he moved.
Her black hair and white skin are particularly eye-catching.
Ming Yueyi suddenly pulled the golden lotus out of his immortal palace. When it was about to be pulled out, she vaguely felt the spiritual power in the young man's immortal palace and licked the golden lotus reluctantly.
A cold, wet feeling rose up her spine, and instantly a brilliant white light exploded in her brain.
In a trance, she saw the young man in front of her raised his head, and a comfortable smile was spread in his beautiful eyes.
Ming Yueyi collapsed exhausted on the ice bed, her misty blue dress draped over the boy's long black hair, which fell down like a waterfall and meandered to the ground.
An arm, so white it looked cold, was placed around her waist, its bony fingertips pink and tender.
Ming Yueyi blinked away the tears in her eyes, pulled the hand away from her body with trembling lips, and turned over to get off.
But her legs were so weak after the spiritual intercourse that as soon as her toes touched the ground, she almost rolled off the ice bed.
Fortunately, the hand that was pulled away suddenly hooked her belt and pulled her onto the couch, thus avoiding danger.
Ming Yueyi had no time to rejoice, and turned her head to meet the eyes of the young man who was leaning lazily on the side with one hand supporting his face.
He stared at her without blinking, his eyes red at the corners, his eyes pure and innocent with a newborn touch, as if he didn't know what had just happened.
Could it be that this is his first time to communicate with someone spiritually?
Even though she was the same, Mingyueyi still had the illusion that he had taken advantage, and felt guilty for no reason.
"Um..." She opened her mouth to explain, but her voice came out so soft that she was speechless.
He stared at her, waiting for her to speak, his curious eyes falling on her lowered eyelashes and her red lips.
Ming Yueyi didn't notice the subtle change in his eyes and secretly mobilized her spiritual power.
After her spiritual energy circulated around her body and her physical strength returned to normal, she spoke again, "Just now I just wanted to use Fu Sheng to check if there was any evil spirit in your body. What happened just now was just an accident."
Some time ago, a kind of evil spirit that can parasitize human bodies appeared in the Futu Sea. They have no entity and no consciousness, but their ability to host and grow is extremely fast. If a cultivator is parasitized by them, his body will be quickly destroyed.
This kind of evil spirit likes to hide in the hearts of monks, so when she heard them say that Pu Yuemin vomited blood for no apparent reason, she wanted to check it out. Who knew that he could communicate with her spiritually without any guidance? No wonder she took advantage of him.
But after she finished explaining, the boy still didn't speak.
Ming Yueyi sat up from beside him and walked out of the barrier. Standing beside the ice bed, hesitantly said, "We didn't find anything inside your body. It shouldn't be serious. Take some pills and recuperate in a few days. You should be fine."
Pu Yuemin still didn't speak. She lay on the cold bed with her skin as white as ice, like a beautiful loser who couldn't even blink.
Mingyueyi couldn't help but suspect that he was mute.
She really couldn't remember whether he could speak in the first life when she had the most contact with him.
Probably not, otherwise why would he be trapped in the dark room under the cave by her, but not know how to ask for help and get him out, and end up trapped to death in there.
Although he didn't speak, Mingyueyi, out of caution, summoned the golden lotus to survey around his body. This time, he did not rashly enter his immortal palace like he did the first time.
After making sure that everything was fine, she turned around and went out to report to her master.
As she turned around without any reluctance, the eyes of the young man on the ice couch changed. He was no longer as calm and cold as before. His pupils were dark red, and the thick black hair winding around him was like a cold little snake in a dense dark forest, emitting a damp evil aura.
He crawled over the edge of the couch like a snake, his long, slender hands grasping the edge, staring at the place where she left, his red lips parted and a forked tongue spitted out, as if he was trying hard to make a sound from his throat.
However, he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and he had long forgotten how to pronounce words. He tried to imitate Mingyueyi's lips when he spoke, but all that came out was a "hiss".
The nails began to grow longer as his chest moved, and the sharp nails like scales pierced deeply into the ice.
Finally, he made a vague sound from his chest.
Senior sister, don’t go, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.
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When Mingyueyi went out, the master probably saw that He Wujiu couldn't find anything wrong and left.
But He Wujiu is still there.
"Big Brother."
The young man turned around her with a gentle look and said, "Let's go. We can talk while we walk. Junior brother needs some quiet time now."
Mingyueyi nodded: "Yeah."
The two walked out of the cold cave.
Ming Yueyi turned around and glanced behind him, saying, "Junior brother's cave is so cold."
He Wujiu didn't know this new junior fellow disciple that well, so he shook his head and said, "Maybe he's afraid of the heat."
Ming Yueyi thought about his second senior brother's fondness for raising strange and bizarre things in his cave, so he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he turned his head to look at the young man beside him and congratulated him with a squinting eye: "Big Senior Brother, you've reached a new realm again."
He Wujiu walked steadily, tilted his head and smiled: "You too, your cultivation has increased a lot since returning from this trip."
Ming Yueyi used a magic weapon to hide his cultivation level, and even his master couldn't see it just now. Unexpectedly, he could see it with just a casual glance.
Ming Yueyi said helplessly: "I knew it, I couldn't hide it from my senior brother."
The young man stopped abruptly upon hearing this, his robe curled gently by the wind.
"Junior sister."
Mingyueyi looked up at him.
His face was blurred in the bright spring sun, and his voice was like broken jade falling into a lake, but it didn't sound as pleasant when he spoke: "I haven't asked you yet, what is that smell on you? It's awful, it's pungent."
Ming Yueyi lowered his head and smelled it. There was no smell, but his body seemed to be contaminated with the cold fragrance of his junior brother.
She explained, "I just came back from Baihua Valley. I guess the demon blood from killing the snake demon hasn't been washed away yet."
He Wujiu said calmly, "Hmm," and took out a bottle of medicine from his storage bag and handed it to her. "This is the flower dew I made when I was free. Use this when you return to the cave to cover up the smell on your body."
"Thank you, senior brother." Ming Yueyi took it, and seemed to remember something, took out an exquisite wooden box and handed it over.
"Brother, this is for you. I saw that the spirit stone on your magic weapon was lost, so I went to Baihua Valley to find it for you."
She came to see him in a hurry as soon as she came back today just to give him this thing.
He Wujiu opened the wooden box and saw the flower-shaped spirit stone inside.
He recognized this thing; it was formed from the death of a flower spirit that was hundreds of years old. Judging from its color, it should be more than a hundred years old. Perhaps he found it in the cave of the snake demon when he was eliminating it.
"Junior sister, you are so thoughtful." He Wujiu didn't bother to be polite with her and accepted the spirit stone.
Mingyueyi smiled slightly when she saw him accept it.
After ten times, she already knew exactly what he liked.
"By the way, senior brother, do you know where Junior Sister Qingyun is? Her crane came to find me not long ago, but I used the crane to locate her, but I couldn't find her. Her messenger crane is still with me." Mingyueyi asked.
He Wujiu said, "She made a mistake and was imprisoned in the Cliff of Regret."
Ming Yueyi was surprised: "The Cliff of Regret?"
Although the master has always been strict with his disciples, he will not punish them by sending them to the Cliff of Repentance unless they have committed a serious fault.
"Yes." He Wujiu nodded, looking at the cranes flying in the sky, and said calmly: "Because my junior brother had just arrived, she fell in love with him and wanted to practice dual cultivation with him, and then she was imprisoned."
"?" Mingyueyi was full of confusion.
If she said that Junior Sister Qingyun wanted to practice dual cultivation with He Wujiu, she would believe it. In previous lives, Junior Sister Qingyun had always treated her coldly because of him. Now that she said she had fallen in love with Pu Yuemin, her first reaction was that it was impossible.
But then she thought of the young man Fang saw in the cave, and felt that it seemed possible.
Junior Sister Qingyun wanted to practice dual cultivation with Pu Yuemin but was rejected and even imprisoned in the Cliff of Regret. It was probably not just an invitation.
He Wujiu explained, "She cast a hallucinogenic spell on Junior Brother. Junior Brother had just returned, and although he had a talent for cultivating immortality, he was unable to control the spiritual energy in his body. This caused his spiritual energy to go berserk, and he nearly killed her. When Master discovered this, he imprisoned him in the Cliff of Regret."
Mingyueyi raised his eyes slowly and asked, "Is it just about Junior Sister?"
He Wujiu nodded: "You have seen it too. Junior Brother has lost control of his spiritual energy and is now lying on the couch to recuperate."
Mingyueyi swallowed the words in his mouth and did not ask any further questions.
Because she had just had a satisfying spiritual connection with her junior brother while he was weak.
"Senior brother, then I'll go see my junior sister." Ming Yueyi said. Maybe she would also have to live in the snow prison next to her junior sister in the future.
He Wujiu tried to stop her: "You don't have to go. Master said that no visitors are allowed during the repentance period."
"Okay." It seems that the crane can only be kept in her cave for the time being.
He Wujiu noticed her fair cheeks flushed red, and asked casually, "Junior sister, do you want to go to the cave to drink a cup of tea?"
Ming Yueyi was about to refuse, but the words turned around and turned into a smile on his face: "Okay, I'll miss the tea from Senior Brother's cave outside."
He Wujiu's cold and handsome face slowly softened as he walked in front to lead the way.
Ming Yueyi followed closely behind him, his eyes fixed on the tall figure of the young man. The smile on his face faded, with a hint of obscure indifference.
After being sacrificed to the sword nine times, she finally realized in this life that the ruthless way that He Wujiu practiced was also the ruthless way that she practiced.
Since they are all sacrificed to the sword, why can't he be the one being sacrificed to the sword?
Anyway, she failed, and she can be reborn after death.
What she had to do now was to become He Wujiu's Taoist partner, use him to sacrifice the sword, first achieve the Great Dao, then break through the realm and ascend to tear through the plane to find a way back.
Follow He Wujiu to the Lusen Cave.
Because Xiaozhu made a mistake, he didn't dare to play with the sword in the yard. He leaned against the wall dejectedly like a good boy.
He Wujiu reprimanded him in a low voice and asked him to go and make some snow lotus and bamboo tea from the back mountain and bring it over.
Seeing that his master was not angry, Xiaozhu happily transformed into a small bamboo and seeped into the soil to look for the snow lotus bamboo.
He Wujiu turned around and saw that the woman who was still standing behind him was now squatting on the ground.
The wind blew the loose hair on her temples across her cheeks, and her face was as gentle and charming as her misty blue gauze skirt, blooming like an ice lotus.
He looked at her for a few moments, then walked towards her.
Noticing his approach, Ming Yueyi raised her head, her bright eyes full of curiosity: "Big Brother, does Xiaozhu often burrow underground?"
He Wujiu nodded: "Yeah."
Ming Yueyi laughed and said, "No wonder. I see so many holes on the ground. After another spring rain, there will probably be a lot of bamboo shoots growing."
"Want to eat?"
He Wujiu raised his finger, turning the virtual into the real, and used the leaves from the big tree in the corner of the yard to weave two rattan chairs.
Ming Yueyi sat on the rattan chair, her chin nodding and her skirt swaying slightly: "I want to."
"Then when bamboo shoots grow, I'll ask Xiaozhu to bring them to you." He Wujiu sat beside her with a gentle look.
Ming Yueyi smiled with her eyes curved. "Okay, but I don't want the ones that Senior Brother digs for me. You'll definitely dig up the old and bad bamboo shoots for me. I want to pick the tender ones myself."
This was the case in previous lives. He Wujiu seemed to have a gentle temperament, but he saved the dying and the wounded, saved the people, and loved his master. He had all the qualities that a male protagonist should have, so much so that she was obsessed with him in the first life and could not learn to repent even in the second life.
He only repented after dying at his hands for the third or fourth time.
So it was not unfair that he fell into He Wujiu's hands the first few times.
He Wujiu saw her leaning comfortably on a green and yellow rattan chair, squinting her eyes, her cheeks flushed from the sun, and couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Am I such a person?"
"Yes." Mingyueyi nodded seriously.
Probably in her first life, she was extremely in love with him at that time. In order to get close to him and become his Taoist partner, she would come to him for bamboo shoots every time the spring equinox came, using the excuse that she liked to eat bamboo shoots.
But at that time he had dug them up and sent them to her. When she happily opened them, she found a basket full of bamboo shoots that were too old to bite and so rotten that they smelled of decay.
Even with such rotten stuff, she happily fried and cooked it in different ways and ate it.
Now that she thought about it, the bamboo shoots were not dug by He Wujiu herself, but were done by Xiaozhu, who had long been dissatisfied with her.
There was no sound around him. Mingyueyi opened his eyes curiously and looked sideways at the young man beside him.
The smile on He Wujiu's face faded a little.
"But senior brother has to practice on a daily basis, handle sect affairs on behalf of the master, and go out for training. It's true that I don't want to trouble senior brother." Ming Yueyi stopped there.
He shook his head: "It's not a big deal."
"Okay." Seeing that he insisted, Mingyueyi guessed that he might not want her to come and bother him, so she agreed.
He Wujiu's coldness faded away, and he became as gentle as the spring breeze, but the next moment his eyes suddenly became fierce.
"Junior sister, be careful!"
As his voice fell, the long sword narrowly brushed past Mingyueyi's side, and cold liquid splashed on her fair cheek.
A snake, cut in two, fell at her feet.
He Wujiu lifted the snake's tail with the sword in his hand, looked at it for a few seconds, and then turned around to see her frowning with a look of disgust. He couldn't help but smile and said in a gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, it's gone."
After he finished speaking, he knelt down thoughtfully, brushed his fingertips over the eyes of the snake head on the ground, and suddenly said, "Its eyes can see us."
Mingyueyi wiped the cold and sticky blood off his face with a handkerchief rolled up between his fingers, staring at the remaining blood on the ground: "Brother, what do you mean?"
He Wujiu re-explained: "It's not that it can see us, but something is spying on our every move through its eyes."
Ming Yueyi paused, looked up at him and asked, "Brother, how did you find out?"
She has been really fed up with these cold-blooded bugs lately, and she doesn't know why she keeps running into them everywhere.
He Wujiu: "As we were coming here, I felt like something was following us. At the time, I thought it was just another monster in the mountains and didn't think much of it. But just as we were talking, I felt something baring its sharp fangs, and then I realized it was a snake."
Although there are countless snakes and insects in spring, the caves are all protected by barriers, and no spiritual monsters can enter without his permission.
Mingyueyi looked at the snakes on the ground in deep thought.
He Wujiu saw her staring at the snake corpse in silence and asked, "Junior sister, do you know why?"
Ming Yueyi retracted his gaze and slowly shook his head: "I don't know, probably because there are more snakes in early spring. I have some in my cave as well. Brother, please sprinkle some realgar powder in the yard later."
He Wujiu was silent for a moment, nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
Xiaozhu quickly prepared tea and brought it over.
Snow lotus bamboo only grows on snow mountains. He Wujiu liked snow lotus bamboo, so she opened up a snow mountain in the back mountain and nurtured it with a wisp of spiritual power. This led to the bamboo forest in the back mountain being full of snakes.
Mingyueyi took a few sips and found it delicious, but when he thought about the smell of snake blood still on his body that had not been washed off, he lost interest.
She put down her teacup and glanced at the young man who was enjoying his leisure time beside her: "Big Brother, it's getting late. I'll go back first."
He Wujiu's eyes fell on the teacup from which she had only taken a sip, "I'll let Xiaozhu take it to you."
"Okay." Mingyueyi stood up and Xiaozhu hurriedly followed her.
After she left, there was no one else in the yard. The young man leaning on the rattan chair raised his slender fingers, and the teacup that had been placed on the stone table and had only been taken a sip of tea fell into his hands.
As Xiao Zhu came back from seeing someone off, he saw his master put the emerald green teacup under his lips, lightly touched the tea with the tip of his tongue, and then a thoughtful look appeared on his face.
The taste of Snow Lotus Bamboo tea was no different. She had always liked it in the past, so why was it that she suddenly couldn't even finish a cup?
He couldn't help but think of the smell of her body.
It wasn't just the smell of snake blood, there was also the rich, sickening sweet smell of intercourse that seeped out of the body.
He lowered his eyelids indifferently, staring at the green sparrow tongue floating in the teacup, his gentle face expressionless.
My junior sister has grown up and is not as well-behaved as before. She has started to learn how to lie and how to interact with others.
The little bamboo standing at the door noticed its owner's displeasure at the moment, and was so scared that all its leaves stood up. Its back pressed against the door, and its main roots penetrated into the ground, turning it into a shivering thin bamboo in the corner of the wall.
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Mingyueyi returned to the cave and summoned Xiaozhuling.
“Are there many snakes in the bamboo forest this year?”
The newly awakened little bamboo spirits liked the rich scent of the cultivators very much, and they floated around her, talking at once.
"A lot, a lot."
"It's like a snake tide is coming."
"I don't know where these snakes came from, they're all here in swarms. Now even mice don't dare to dig holes here, for fear of being caught and eaten by those evil snakes."
"That's right, that's right, our little bamboo is so pitiful, the roots are all snake nests."
"There are also many snake eggs and snake mushrooms..."
Ming Yueyi listened to their quarrels while walking towards the bamboo forest on the back mountain.
Just as they said, as soon as they entered the bamboo forest, they were startled by a green snake falling from above.
Mingyue Yi drew his sword with a stern face and cut the snake in front of him into two pieces. He then commanded the sword a few more times.
The sword passed by like a shadow, and then several pieces of killed snakes fell from the bamboo one after another.
Mingyueyi used his sword to straighten the faces of the snakes one by one and lifted their eyelids.
Without exception, there were no snakes with red pupils, not even the snake that first fell from the bamboo tree.
But when the snake first appeared in front of her, its eyes were blood red, but now they have turned into ordinary black and green.
Mingyueyi squatted beside the snake corpse, pursed his lips and looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help but suspect that he was hallucinating.
Ever since leaving Baihua Valley, she has often had this illusion.
Not only did the snakes appear more frequently, but there were also more of them. She could even often see those snakes with the same pair of blood-red eyes, staring at her.
nausea.
Ming Yueyi stood up and handed the realgar powder she brought to the little bamboo spirits one by one: "This is something I made specially to repel snakes. You can bury it in the roots so you don't have to worry about snakes making nests there."
"Thank you, Dao-Jun Yueyi."
The little bamboo spirits happily accepted it and flew back to their original bodies one after another.
Seeing that they had already started burying realgar powder, Mingyueyi did not stay in the bamboo forest any longer and planned to go back to wash off the remaining snake blood on his body.
After returning to the cave, Mingyueyi first cleaned it himself, and then used the essence given by his senior brother to drop some drops into the water to wash away the remaining smell of snake blood on his body. He was so tired that he could not even lift his feet.
She fell on the couch, hugged the soft bedding tightly, closed her eyes and rested deeply.
Because she had not rested for many days in Baihua Valley and had accidentally had spiritual intercourse with someone not long ago, she fell asleep very quickly.
So she didn't notice anyone outside the house.
In the underground dark room hidden by the magic weapon in the backyard of the courtyard, a long pale hand, like rotten flesh revealing rotten bones, suddenly stretched out and grabbed the stone door. As the door was completely pushed open, the beautiful face of a young man was revealed.
He climbed up to the window, lay on the edge and looked at the woman lying on the couch not far away, sleeping soundly. His black pupils gradually turned into blood-red snake pupils, like a snake shedding its skin, and climbed up the slightly open window little by little.
As he climbed onto the woman's bed and burrowed into her covers, his face pressed intimately against her belly, his fascination for her all over his face.
"Senior Sister, I'm waiting for you, why didn't you come..."
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