When Qin Gengyun returned to Zhaiyuxiang, it was almost the hour of Yin.

He was still somewhat agitated, and the scenes of killing Zhou Kun and Yang Fengshan flashed through his mind from time to time.

He walked into the house in a daze, only to see Qiu Zhihe sitting at the table with a candle lit on the table. The flickering candlelight reflected on her cool and lovely round face, which made Qin Gengyun feel a little more at ease.

"Zhihe."

He had a lot to say to Qiu Zhihe.

"Go take a shower first."

Qiu Zhihe stood up and walked into the bedroom.

"I'm waiting for you."

Qin Gengyun was stunned and looked down, only to find that his whole body was covered in blood. Although not a drop of blood was his own, he felt like vomiting when he smelled the choking fishy smell.

He hurried into the bathroom, only to see that Qiu Zhihe's special bathtub was already filled with water, steaming hot, which made people feel warm just by looking at it.

A smile appeared on Qin Gengyun's face. He took off his blood-stained clothes and sat in the bathtub.

Soaking in the slightly hot water, most of my fatigue was instantly gone.

He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the edge of the tub, his mind involuntarily replaying the scene of the fight just now.

His fist pierced through the flesh, feeling the warmth and slipperiness still wriggling in the other's chest, and then blood splashed and sprayed onto his face.

After pulling out his fist, the body fell to the ground and turned into a mass of dead flesh. To be safe, he punched in a few more times, and the head was deformed.

I was so excited when I was killing, but now that I have calmed down and thought about it, I feel strange and creepy about myself.

Qin Gengyun opened his eyes when he heard footsteps. He saw Qiu Zhihe walking in with a stack of clothes and putting them on the hanger next to the bathtub.

"Your clothes."

Then he walked out expressionlessly, and then a sentence floated in:

"Wash faster."

"Oh, okay." Qin Gengyun agreed subconsciously, still a little dazed.

This seemed to be the first time that Qiu Zhihe saw herself taking off all her clothes while candles were lit.

The relationship between the two is very strange, emotions and bodies are like two parallel lines.

Although the couple's relationship was still distant, their bodies had already crossed the line.

If one day, the emotions and bodies are synchronized, and the souls and bodies are integrated, then they can be considered a real couple, right?

After being interrupted by Qiu Zhihe, Qin Gengyun found that his mind was no longer filled with the bloody scene, and his mood calmed down a little.

He quickly showered, got dressed, and walked into the bedroom.

Qiu Zhihe sat in the bed with a quilt wrapped around her, and candles were lit on the table.

In the flickering candlelight, Qin Gengyun saw a small patch of white skin exposed under the quilt. The long hair that was tied into a bun during the day was now loose, a little messy, but with a kind of lazy sexiness.

Is Qiu Zhihe not wearing any clothes?

On weekdays, Qiu Zhihe always wore a shirt when they worked, but tonight...

"Come here."

Qiu Zhihe's voice was cold. Qin Gengyun walked to the bedside, but saw a slender and smooth arm stretched out from under the quilt, and the candlelight went out instantly.

Qin Gengyun had been pushed down to the ground.

He opened his eyes wide and saw that Qiu Zhihe was wearing a narrow undergarment, with patches of her white jade-like skin exposed.

Qin Gengyun raised his hand and wanted to hug her soft shoulders, but was pushed down by Qiu Zhihe.

"Don't move, don't talk, don't think about anything."

…

…

Qiu Zhihe turned over and pulled the quilt over that white and tender skin.

Qin Gengyun breathed slightly, but his mind inexplicably calmed down completely.

Qiu Zhihe's voice came to my ears: "Are you feeling more at peace now?"

Qin Gengyun said gratefully: "Much better, thank you, Zhihe."

He understood that Qiu Zhihe did all this to calm him down, from asking him to take a shower when she came in, to bringing him clothes, to working with him while wearing only her underwear.

"Um."

Qiu Zhihe hummed lightly and said nothing more.

Qin Gengyun moved over, got close to her, and whispered in her ear:

"Zhihe, have you...ever killed anyone?"

Qiu Zhihe sneered: "Of course I have killed him."

Qin Gengyun nodded and asked, "Zhihe, can you teach me how to fight?"

He knew that his wife's background was definitely extraordinary. Instead of letting that inexplicable red-haired woman teach him, it would be better to let Qiu Zhihe teach him. This way, he wouldn't have to worship Qiu Zhihe as his master.

Qiu Zhihe was silent for a moment, then said, "I can't teach you, find someone else."

Qin Gengyun knew her temper. Since she said so, there was no way he would teach him.

Feeling somewhat disappointed, he told Qiu Zhihe about the red-haired female cultivator and asked:

"Zhihe, do you think the red-haired senior's words are trustworthy? Should I go tomorrow?"

Qiu Zhihe answered quickly this time: "That senior is much stronger than you, but he didn't kill you, so he naturally won't harm you. You can go and try."

"Okay! Then I will go to become your disciple tomorrow!" Seeing his wife say so, Qin Gengyun no longer hesitated.

"Become my disciple?"

Qiu Zhihe turned around and stared at him steadily with her almond-shaped eyes.

"Yes, Senior and I have no relationship, but I want him to teach me skills, so of course I have to become his disciple."

Qin Gengyun said seriously.

“No!”

Qiu Zhihe immediately objected.

Qin Gengyun was startled and asked in confusion: "Why?"

"It's just not possible!" Qiu Zhihe's voice had a hint of shame and annoyance.

How can they be both master and disciple and husband and wife?

This is ridiculous!

"Zhi He, are you afraid that if I become your disciple, you will have to lower your generation level as well?"

Qin Gengyun asked.

What do you mean by lowering one's generation? That's just messing up the generations!

Qiu Zhihe couldn't help but give this guy a blank look, feeling a little annoyed:

"what ever!"

Anyway, I will definitely not agree to let you become my disciple tomorrow.

"Zhihe, there is one more thing I want to discuss with you."

Qin Gengyun lowered his head and moved closer. His hot breath had already blown the bangs on Qiu Zhihe's forehead.

Qiu Zhihe turned over, with her back to Qin Gengyun. Her heaving chest finally calmed down, and she asked calmly:

"What's up?"

Qin Gengyun said seriously: "Friend Mo didn't want to implicate me, so she was forced to leave. I feel very guilty. I want to find her and tell her that Zhou Kun will not harass her anymore."

"Zhihe, I am looking for Daoyou Mo out of friendship and for my own peace of mind."

Qiu Zhihe said coldly: "Your friend, why do you need to ask me?"

"Zhihe, I..."

Qin Gengyun was about to explain when Qiu Zhihe's voice rang out again:

"Spiritual Searching Formation. Place items related to the person you want to find into the formation and inject spiritual power into it. Then you can find the person. I know how to use this formation."

Qin Gengyun was delighted and said quickly: "Thank you..."

“Even if you draw this formation, you still need to have the foundation-building skills to activate it.”

Qiu Zhihe’s words stunned Qin Gengyun.

"If you want to find Mo Xiaolan, you should practice hard and build your foundation as soon as possible... I'm asleep."

After Qiu Zhihe finished speaking, she stopped talking.

Qin Gengyun opened his eyes and muttered to himself:

"Building the foundation..."