Chapter 48 It looked like he was kissing her fingertips.
As soon as they settled into the inn, Yin Yu took Ling Shu out. Zhuang Jinfu didn't know where they went, but Hu Shi suddenly said, "I saw Yin Yu taking Ling Shu towards the brothel."
Hu Shi was clearly trying to sow discord between them, the master and apprentice.
Zhuang Jinfu understood her intentions, but Ling Shu had just finished dual cultivation with her and then went to a brothel. She was displeased, but she also knew she shouldn't be dissatisfied with it.
After listening to what Hu Shi said, she replied, "I understand," and turned to go back to her room.
Go ahead and have fun. You'll come back when you're done.
Thinking this, Zhuang Jinfu calmly returned to her room to read. As she was sitting quietly, someone knocked on the door. "Guest, would you like some tea?" Judging from the voice, it was the waiter who had shown her the way when she first entered the inn. She opened the door and let her in.
The waiter changed the tea on the table, saying as he did so, "Guests, you and your friends must be careful. There are some powerful 'spirits' in our town who can disguise themselves as people and blend into the crowd to deceive others. A month ago, there was a murder at Chunlan Pavilion. A man from the mortal world went to Chunlan Pavilion to listen to music, got drunk, and when they closed the doors to clear out customers at night, they discovered that the man's yang energy had been drained. The authorities found out that it was the work of a 'spirit,' but they haven't caught it yet."
"So don't easily trust those who come up to you and say they want to be your Daoist partner. Try to avoid brothels and taverns, and keep your personal yang energy safe."
Zhuang Jinfu agreed and immediately set off to find Ling Shu.
Upon arriving at Chunlan Tower, I followed the scent straight to the private room where Ling Shu was. Without saying a word, I pushed open the door and went in, just in time to see Ling Shu embracing a female musician.
The beautiful and charming musician looked at her with deep affection. Ling Shu's hand, which had once caressed her, was now wrapped around the musician's waist. One threw herself into the other's arms, and the other gladly accepted.
She was worried about her safety and came looking for her.
"They've already hugged? That's great."
"You might as well die out there."
Zhuang Jinfu was so angry that he turned around and left.
Ling Shu released the pipa player and chased after her, saying, "Master, my relationship with her is completely innocent."
Zhuang Jinfu did not turn back.
"Don't be angry, I really didn't do anything. She just fell and I helped her up. That's all. You can ask my great-grandmother if you don't believe me."
Zhuang Jinfu stopped, but didn't turn around. He deliberately retorted, "What are you explaining to me? Didn't you and Yinyu say you were going to become Daoist partners? Why am I angry? Yinyu should be the one who's angry, not me."
Ling Shu finally caught up with her, grabbed her sleeve and said, "Yin Yu and I are completely innocent. We said this to make you angry and see if you care about me."
"Really?" Zhuang Jinfu's tone finally softened a bit.
Ling Shu took the opportunity to slip his hand up her sleeve, touching her smooth, soft hand, and squeezed his fingers between hers, holding her tightly.
“Really, I only regard her as my great-grandmother, and she only regards me as her junior. We have no intention of becoming Daoist partners. We are family.”
Zhuang Jinfu was displeased. All her anger was for nothing. What was the point of trying to please her afterwards? She was determined to shake her off.
Ling Shu refused to let go, feeling smug, and blinked her charming eyes as she leaned closer: "So why did Master come to the brothel?"
Ling Shu took the initiative to approach him, speaking intimately. Zhuang Jinfu felt a little soft-hearted, but he couldn't let go of the fact that he had lied to her about them being a couple!
"I'm here to kindly remind you not to drink in brothels. There are people in Dayuan Town who wear human skin and suck people's yang energy. A month ago, a murder occurred in Chunlan Tower. The victim died because his yang energy was drained. It was the work of a 'neighbor'. If you want to die outside, keep drinking. If you die, I'll find another disciple."
Ling Shu held her hands in both of hers, shaking them and saying coquettishly, "Mmm, I know, Master is doing this for my own good, don't be angry anymore."
"Hmph." Zhuang Jinfu turned his face away arrogantly.
Ling Shu coaxed, "I'll go and call my great-grandmother to go back to the inn together."
The two walked back to the private room on the second floor together. Just as Ling Shu was about to push the door open, Zhuang Jinfu stopped her hand, pulled her behind him, gripped the hilt of the Plum Blossom Sword, and lightly touched the door with his fingertips.
With a bang, Zhuang Jinfu pushed open the door and entered, thrusting his sword straight at the person on the ground.
A slender figure in red darted to the window, carrying Yin Yu with her long snake tail. She stepped onto the windowsill and turned back to give Zhuang Jinfu a wicked smile.
Her face was covered with cracked, dry lines, beneath which black veins surged. Her lips were red and her face was pale, and her eyes and brows exuded a captivating charm, making her a peerless beauty. Yet, her smile was sinister and cunning, sending chills down one's spine.
As Mei Xu flew over, the woman in red had already jumped out of the window with the unresponsive Yin Yu in her arms, and Mei Xu only managed to pierce a phantom image.
"Go back to the inn."
Zhuang Jinfu left a sentence and then controlled Mei Xu to chase after him. She also jumped down from the window and chased after the murderer.
Ling Shu peered out the window.
Mei Xu hurriedly chased after her and pierced the human skin of the snake with her sword, but the skin seemed to be attached to her body and did not peel off.
The sword pierced through the woman's chest, tearing a hole in her skin in front and behind her, the hole filled with darkness, like smoke and mist.
Passersby jostled and pushed each other, running wildly without regard for direction, shouting, "The demons are coming!"
"Ahhh, there's a necromancer!"
What, are ghosts afraid of yin spirits?
Ling Shu stepped onto the windowsill, leaped onto the shed set up by the small shop next door, used a foot to gain momentum, landed on the ground, and without the slightest woes, rushed against the flow of people to catch up with Zhuang Jinfu.
Nai dragged his tattered human skin and flew out of the city with Yin Yu in his arms.
The further we went, the thicker the fog became. There were no paths, and grass and shrubs grew wildly together, their leaves crowding each other for space. The trees were tall, with a thick layer of moss climbing their trunks.
The place was filled with yin energy. Zhuang Jinfu and the woman holding Yinyu had already disappeared. There were some broken and sunken marks on the low bushes. Ling Shu followed these marks.
As Ling Shu walked, she felt increasingly short of breath. This was bad; it was poisonous miasma.
However, she still moved forward firmly. After all, she had reached the Golden Core stage. She believed in herself and was worried about Zhuang Jinfu. After what happened last time when Zhuang Jinfu was tied to the execution platform, she could not let her act alone. Besides, the person she was going to save was her great-grandmother.
Ling Shu took out the obstacle-avoiding pill made by Zhao Chi from her storage bracelet, swallowed it, covered her mouth and nose with her sleeve, and ran away.
After a while, the sounds of weapons clashing rang out from ahead.
Parting the dense foliage of the bushes, one could see a woman in blue fighting with Zhuang Jinfu. Spear against sword, the spear pressing down on the sword, forcing Zhuang Jinfu to kneel, but Zhuang Jinfu refused to kneel and stood firm against it.
The spear and sword were locked in a stalemate, with the spear pressing down and Zhuang Jinfu countering it.
Who is this person? How could he possibly be on par with Zhuang Jinfu?
Suddenly a dagger flew over and aimed at Ling Shu's brow.
In an instant, the dagger stopped an inch in front of Ling Shu's eyes, blowing a gust of air backward, and her round eyes met the sharp dagger.
Ling Shu quickly retreated, her pinkish-purple demonic power forming a barrier, creating a stalemate with the dagger.
Just then, the spear slammed down, and Zhuang Jinfu's knee slammed into the ground, while he struggled to resist the spear's killing intent with one hand.
The woman in blue seemed to disdain everything.
Mind your own business.
With a flick of the spear, Zhuang Jinfu was sent flying, her back slamming into a tree trunk. As she fell, she scraped off a layer of moss and crashed to the ground with her.
"Master!"
There was still a powerful barrier of ice crystals in front of Ling Shu.
The woman in blue walked into the house, and a person came out of the wooden house door. It was the woman who had kidnapped Yin Yu.
There was a dark hole in her chest, and her face was no longer cracked and peeling; it was a smooth and intact face.
With a whoosh, the dagger returned to the woman in blue's hand.
The woman in blue put her arm around the woman in red's shoulder and went back into the house.
Ling Shu rushed over and helped Zhuang Jinfu up, who then spat out a mouthful of black blood.
Ling Shu paced anxiously, asking, "Are you alright? Does it hurt?"
Zhuang Jinfu, panting heavily, scolded her sternly, "Didn't I tell you to go back to the inn?"
“I… I’m worried about leaving you alone. You were trapped last time, and I can’t let you be alone this time,” Ling Shu said truthfully.
Zhuang Jinfu shook off her hand that was supporting her and said angrily, "If I came here to die, would you come too?!"
"It's coming."
She was earnest and sincere.
A young man's sincerity is like the blazing sun, burning intensely from the moment it rises, and like a swift arrow, striking the heart.
Zhuang Jinfu paused, then finally chuckled helplessly, "Silly, Master won't die."
She really can't go on like this anymore.
Ling Shu couldn't bear it: "Even if you don't die, you'll still feel terrible. So, is Master alright?"
Zhuang Jinfu took a step to the side: "It's nothing, it was just poisonous qi, I just forced out the poisonous blood."
Ling Shu caught up with her, took out the Barrier-Avoiding Pill and fed it to her mouth: "I've taken the Barrier-Avoiding Pill made by Zhao Chi, and it's very effective."
Zhuang Jinfu wanted to take it herself, but Ling Shu stuffed it directly into her mouth without allowing any questioning.
Cool lips pressed against Ling Shu's fingertips, a little dampness clinging to them, and her fingertips even touched... her soft tongue, as if kissing her.
That's why Ling Shu fed it to her.
It looks like he's kissing her fingertips.
Zhuang Jin's lips and tongue kissed her soft, slightly cool, and somewhat sweet scent, mixed with her cool fragrance. Ling Shu felt hot, breathless, and intoxicated. She could never forget that feeling that almost aroused deep pleasure in her body.
Now we can't kiss anymore.
My heart is itching to get rid of it.
I want to gently caress her lips again.
Zhuang Jinfu had already accepted Ling Shu's reckless behavior and was quite used to it. After swallowing, he reached out in front of him to circulate his qi, and after a breath, his breathing calmed down.
Ling Shu handed her a handkerchief: "Wipe it off."
Zhuang Jinfu took it, and as he wiped away the blood, his eyes fell on the ordinary wooden house in front of him.
Ordinary yet extraordinary.
The people of Tongxuan avoid the worms like the plague, and the worms live in remote suburbs and mountains. No one wants to live in the mountains and breathe the same air as the worms at night.
“I will save your great-grandmother,” Zhuang Jinfu promised.
Ling Shu was deeply moved: "Who exactly is she? How could she have injured you?"
"Fallen Immortal".
Ling Shu was shocked: "What? He's also an immortal!"
"She is the guardian immortal of the previous Shangqing Realm, Gu Wan."
Ling Shu asked curiously, "Then why did she become a fallen immortal?"
"Because she... cruelly revealed it."
Zhuang Jin replied, her tone tinged with helplessness, as if she were sighing over her own future.
Ling Shu was completely unaware: "She actually cultivates the Path of Ruthlessness as well."
"Um."
"Each generation of guardian immortals will be chosen from among those who cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness; whoever ascends will be chosen."
"Now is not the time to talk. Step back and hide."
Zhuang Jinfu didn't want to say much. He composed himself, plucked out the plum tassel, and prepared for a great battle.
Suddenly, an agitated shout came from inside the cabin: "My skin! My skin is torn!"
Another calm female voice responded, "Don't be afraid, I will find you another skin."
A woman's voice exclaimed in a sweet voice, "You didn't faint!"
Yin Yu's cheerful voice rang out: "Aha! Of course, we Tongxuan officers are quite capable!"
With a series of cracking and popping sounds, the porcelain bottle shattered and the wooden planks broke. With a loud "boom," fragments of the door flew everywhere, and a figure with a human body and a snake tail rushed out of the door, heading straight for Ling Shuzhuang and Jin Fu.
"Elbow!" Yin Yu grabbed Ling Shu and ran away, not caring about Zhuang Jin Fu's condition.
Gu Wan grabbed the spear and chased after them.
Yin Yu carried Ling Shu up the tree, and Zhuang Jinfu followed, setting up a barrier to conceal their auras, making it appear from the outside as just an ordinary tree branch.
"My barrier is pretty good, but it can't block out sound. You two be careful."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Gu Wan arrived nearby.
In a moment of desperation, they randomly chose a branch. This branch grew upwards, forming a very narrow clamp with the trunk. Yin Yu coiled on the branch, observing the situation below, while Ling Shu leaned against Yin Yu, and Zhuang Jin Fu leaned against the trunk.
The two were face to face, extremely close. Ling Shu stood at a higher position, her chest facing Zhuang Jin Fu, almost touching her face. Zhuang Jin Fu could see the dark cleavage at the top of her collar when she looked down.
Although Ling Shu is thin, she is well-proportioned and well-developed.
Zhuang Jinfu silently looked away.
Yin Yu was originally perched on a branch of the tree. When Gu Wan arrived at the foot of the tree, Yin Yu suddenly leaned back, squeezing its tail a little space. Ling Shu was caught off guard and leaned forward, grabbing the tree trunk to steady itself.
Zhuang Jinfu accidentally buried his face in her chest.
My ears are burning.
Ling Shu loved to use fragrances, and the rich scent of gardenias filled her nose. She could even smell her own body fragrance from her soft breasts.
It has a light...sweet flavor.
The fragrance lured her in, and she took a deep sniff through her clothes.
After realizing what had happened, a sense of guilt grew rampant in my heart.
I shouldn't, I shouldn't be addicted.
Gu Wan walked past until her figure disappeared.
The three breathed a sigh of relief. Silver Rain's long tail drooped down, making the space between the two much more spacious. Zhuang Jinfu felt as if he had been granted a pardon.
Ling Shu relaxed her shoulders and said, "Great-Grandma, you scared me to death."
"What is your purpose?" Zhuang Jinfu asked Yin Yu, turning his head slightly.
Yin Yu didn't take it seriously: "Of course the officials will arrest the criminals and bring them to justice."
Ling Shu also sensed something was wrong: "You could have come alone, why did you bring me?"
Yin Yu hadn't turned around yet; she was about to climb down the tree when she responded softly twice.
"uh-huh."
Ling Shu: "!"
She hinted at the same thing last time!
Ling Shu exclaimed happily, "The token is with Gu Wan!"
Yin Yu: "I have no idea."
Ling Shu: "But isn't she an immortal?"
Zhuang Jinfu: "A fallen immortal who commits evil will be expelled from the immortal register and become a human."
Gu Wan wished she could kill them, so how could she possibly hand over the token as they wanted? She might even destroy the token.
It's so difficult.
Yin Yu had already climbed down the tree, Zhuang Jinfu's expression had returned to normal, and Ling Shu also jumped down.
Suddenly, the spear pierced the air and struck back.
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