We should encourage Leng Can’s plan!
"Xing." The old man called him back and returned the sprout that had sprouted and blossomed. "In less than seven days, you will be able to see your companion."
His eyes sparkled, "My friend!"
"Yeah." The old man Qing Yi felt comforted when he saw him like this. As a sword spirit, Xi had been following him on Wuqing Mountain since he became conscious. He rarely went down the mountain to see the beauty of the human world, let alone make any friends. He often practiced in seclusion, and the disciples who sought the Wuqing Dao rarely persisted. They always looked down on Xi's identity as a sword spirit. Xi was just simple, but not stupid. He could fully understand the meaning that inadvertently leaked from their eyes, so he always stayed alone, finding some human storybooks and telling himself stories for fun.
The old man always felt guilty towards him. He knew that if he stayed with him on Wuqing Mountain, he would most likely be alone for the rest of his life, so he no longer asked him to practice and improve himself.
“Thank you, Master!”
"You must treat him well." The old man stroked his head, "Hey, I've treated you badly over the years."
"No way!" He could only show a childlike look in front of the old man and act like a spoiled child, "Master treats me so well, and my junior brothers and sisters treat me very well too."
He happily shared with the old man, "Master, it's obvious that Junior Brother was angry just now. I guess Junior Sister is busy trying to comfort him now!"
"Really?" The old man found it funny. "Why is Leng Can so angry?"
"I don't know." He rubbed the old man's hand. The old man's hand was slender and smooth, completely unlike the skin condition expected of someone his age. "Junior brother always ignores me for inexplicable reasons."
"Haha..." the old man laughed, "It can be considered as a hobby. They must be much happier with you, right?"
"Yeah." He smiled with his eyes curved, his eyes bright and his teeth white.
Cong Mo, on the other hand, returned with half a roast chicken in just an hour. He knocked on Leng Can's door and said, "Xiao Can, I was in a hurry today and didn't bring enough change, so I only bought half a roast chicken. Would you like to come out and try it?"
The room was silent, and no one answered her.
Cong Mo was confused for a moment. Leng Can couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, especially roast chicken. He must be really angry today.
But why was he angry?
Cong Mo couldn't figure it out. She couldn't understand why Leng Can was angry. "Xiao Can? The roast chicken smells delicious. Are you really not going to eat it?"
After all the fuss, it was already noon. Leng Can usually would have been like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey at this time, but today he stayed in the house and refused to come out!
Afraid…
Cong Mo's eyes turned,
I'm afraid he's encountered some danger!
Cong Mo, holding a roast chicken, kicked the door open with a "bang".
"Who dares to come to Wuqing Mountain and cause trouble? Xiaocan..."
Turning his head to the left, Leng Can was standing on the bed with his clothes half-covered. He was obviously startled. He pulled his clothes to cover his round shoulders and lowered his eyes shyly, "You, how did you get in!"
"Why didn't you answer?" Cong Mo didn't notice anything wrong with the situation. He put the roast chicken on the table and started to get angry. "I thought something happened!"
"Nothing happened." Leng Can's Adam's apple rolled down, as if he was nervous. His clothes half covered his chest, revealing a piece of white and tender skin. He patted the seat next to him and said, "Come and sit down."
"Get dressed and come eat roast chicken." Cong Mo unwrapped the oil paper that wrapped the roast chicken, then took two steps over and sat next to him. "What's wrong?"
"I'm angry, Xiaomo, do you remember how you coaxed me yesterday?" Leng Can clung to her shoulders, "You should coax me today too."
Memories come flooding back,
These words... were nothing more than asking for a kiss. Before Cong Mo could make any move, he had already closed his eyes, raised his legs, supported himself on her shoulders and sat on her, pouting slightly.
"Uh..." Cong Mo looked at his slightly foolish appearance and hesitated for a rare moment, "Xiao Can, we...may not be able to do this."
"This is acceptable among fellow Daoists."
"But... Ji Shufeng told me that kissing is something that only happens between husband and wife."
Leng Can paused on the spot, slowly opened his eyes, and frowned tightly, "Did you go to see her again today?"
"I went to Jianshan this morning, and I think I encountered him. And..." Cong Mo's hands transformed into images of several books. "I didn't believe it at first, but she showed me these scriptures, and they all said so. If you don't believe it, you can take a look."
"What we did was wrong." Cong Mo comforted him, "But it doesn't matter. We didn't know about it before, and ignorance is not a sin. Let's just treat all the previous things as misunderstandings. A few kisses are nothing more than a touch of lips and a lick of tongues. The human world has so many rules, it's reasonable for us not to know."
"And the Daoist friend you are talking about must be between a woman or a man. It should not be appropriate between men and women."
"How did this misunderstanding come about?" Leng Can said anxiously, "Do you know that once a man and a woman have physical contact, they have to... have to..."
"What do you want?" Cong Mo blinked, still waiting for his next words.
"I want..." Leng Can stared at her eyes full of curiosity, which were empty and lifeless, like a bottomless hole, with no end in sight.
"Forget it!" He shook his sleeves and got off her. "Just ignore what I said today."
After he understood the relationship between men and women, he had paid close attention to it when they were studying together. Knowing she didn't understand, he kept it to himself and rarely showed her books about love and romance. As a result, Cong Mo's understanding of the relationship between men and women was very superficial. She only knew that men and women should not touch each other. As for why, what was the extent of this intimacy? She didn't know what the boundaries were. Her family seemed to be very sensitive about this and didn't teach her about it. So in this regard, she always believed what he said.
Now that Ji Shufeng was willing to teach her this knowledge, Cong Mo became wary of this aspect. Leng Can couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.
He seemed to be coaxing a stupid wooden stake,
The wooden stakes were extremely hard, with few grooves on them, and some of them even had the word "ruthless" printed on them.
He wanted to cut down the tree, so his conscience was tormented.
But he really didn't accept it. If his only purpose of going to the Immortal Mountain was gone, then there would be no point for him to stay here. He had no interest in the so-called Tao.
He pouted, becoming depressed, and muttered to himself, "...I'm different..."
"Want some roast chicken?" Cong Mo hadn't heard what he was saying, but seeing that he was willing to talk to her normally, she felt that he was no longer angry. She patted his shoulder gently and sat down at the table first. "The roast chicken has gotten cold while you're talking to me."
"Eat..." Leng Can walked over dejectedly and sat beside her, folding his arms and leaning on the table. He stared at her with his side profile. The aroma of roast chicken filled his nose, which was completely opposite to his current mood. "Xiao Mo..."
"What's wrong?" Cong Mo pushed the roast chicken in front of him. "You eat it. I'll go to the cafeteria for lunch."
"Leave me alone?" Leng Can didn't have the strength to speak. Cong Mo had clearly come to coax him, and he was just about to seduce her, so why was everything different now?
Cong Mo invited, "You can come with me."
Leng Can didn't want to talk to her for the time being, so he turned his head away and said, "Forget it, I'll be alone."
"good."
"Wait a minute." Cong Mo pushed the door open and left. As he turned around, Leng Can grabbed his arm and stuffed a chicken drumstick into his mouth. "I was worried you'd get greedy."
With a "bang", she was pushed out of the door, took the chicken leg out of her mouth, took a bite,
Cong Mo's doubts also found a way out here.
It turns out that Xiaocan was really craving roast chicken.
From today on, Leng Can tried his best to avoid Cong Mo, thinking that he would make plans when he was mentally prepared.
But before he could do anything to Cong Mo, Cong Mo's attitude towards him became increasingly cold.
Ignoring his alienation,
His words go in one ear and out the other.
The accidental closeness was calm and peaceful.
Leng Can was extremely angry, but he didn't want to show it on his face and lose face.
But his unhappiness was too obvious. Apart from Cong Mo, the old man Qing Yi and Yu, no one else could clearly notice it.
He sighed, "Junior sister hasn't spoken to you much lately, so it's normal for you to be so sad."
The old man's expression was not good. "It's time to be alert."
"Master, what do you mean?"
"Cong Mo's behavior is not her original intention." The old man checked the magic weapon and saw that Cong Mo's love root showed that only a few days had passed and only a trace of love root remained. "Someone is absorbing her love root as nutrients. No..."
He shook his head, suddenly realizing, "It was Cong Mo's love root that was absorbing Cong Mo's energy, nourishing his body, and becoming one with him. Cong Mo's love was fundamentally destroyed, and he showed signs of dementia. I don't know why it was repaired to its current state, which can be considered relatively intact. And the love root fell into the demon world, born out of hatred. If..."
He anticipated a horrific outcome. "Cong Mo's love roots have been completely severed, her foundation broken. The powerful spiritual power within her will be unchecked and will erupt between heaven and earth. If controlled and exploited by the love root, the consequences will be disastrous. But now the Immortal Mountain is cautious. A war between demons and fairies will surely hurt many innocent people. What will happen then, when the human world is too busy to take care of them?"
"But as Master said, Junior Sister has been deprived of her love since she was young. Why would she explode now?"
"When she was little, she didn't have any spiritual power in her body. It was just that her love root replaced her spirit seed, which gave her extremely high cultivation talent and storage capacity. Now that the love root has been able to grow, it is against the way of heaven. The way of heaven cannot be violated, and the consequences are unpredictable."
Yu was also confused, "Does the Sect Master know about this?"
"Don't let the Sect Master know." The old man said calmly, "She is my disciple, your junior sister, so I naturally have to protect her. If the Sect Master knew about this, given Cong Mo's devotion to the Wuqing Dao, she would be willing to sacrifice her life for it. Well, we shouldn't want to see this scene."
"I don't want to." Thinking of this, he hugged Miaoya tightly in his arms, his voice trembling, "Master, is there any other way?"
The old man looked at Leng Can's dejected back and said, "Cong Mo has feelings for Leng Can. No matter what, as long as the last seed is not snuffed out, there is nothing he can do."
"so……"
"We should encourage Leng Can's plan."
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