Chapter 14 You liked meeting me, so I never want to meet anyone else again...
Zhuiming pulled Sangwan out of the water and leaped back to the riverbank.
Her clothes were completely soaked, the white dress outlining her beautiful curves, and her hair was messy and stuck to her cheeks, showing a pitiful and charming look.
Sang Wan trembled in his arms, and Zhui Ming relentlessly used his inner strength to dry her clothes.
Sang Wan, however, disregarded the bone-chilling cold. Her eyes were filled with joy as she looked up at him with her eyebrows curving upwards, giving him no chance to escape. "Cui Lüshang, I like you."
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she gripped his soaked shirt tightly. As soon as she finished speaking, a kiss full of springtime passion landed gracefully on his chin.
It's a bit prickly; his stubble has grown back.
Sang Wan's heart pounded wildly, and her eyelashes drooped unconsciously, obscuring her gentle, spring-like eyes.
Rainwater trickled down her neck, melting into tiny droplets that fell one by one, carrying a slight coolness, yet like hot oil, dripping into Zhui Ming's burning heart, instantly igniting a raging fire. Sang Wan had just taken a step back when he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her back, causing her to fall into his arms, tilting her head back to receive his kiss, which reeked of alcohol and heat.
His chest was burning hot, and his breathing was heavy. No man in the world could resist a kiss from the woman he loved, not even Zhui Ming.
After the kiss, both were panting, and a thin, ambiguous strand of saliva appeared between their lips as they parted.
Sang Wan's lips were swollen and red like a decaying rose. Her eyes were burning with a flushed red, and her vision was blurry with drunkenness. Zhui Ming's gaze was already filled with desire, and he could no longer openly say such high-sounding words as "you are still young".
They resonated with each other, rising and falling.
Sang Wan opened her arms and hugged him, smiling like a cat that had stolen cream. "Cui Lüshang, you like me." After saying that, she couldn't help but peck at him, wishing she could stick to him like this, smiling as innocently as a child.
Zhuiming had a soft heart, and smiled helplessly, reaching out to tidy her messy hair. "Are you silly?"
Sang Wan glared at him, "You're the one who's stupid!"
Zhuiming gently stroked her bright, smiling eyes, the vibrant cinnabar mole between her brows, and her tender, supple skin. He gazed intently at her beautiful, radiant face, every feature of which touched his heart, causing him to toss and turn every night.
She is truly the silliest and most innocent girl in the world.
His smile faded, and a deep loneliness filled his eyes. "How many brilliant young men in this world haven't you encountered? I'm fond of wine and averse to work, and I'm not making any progress. Someone like me... will only bring you danger."
When Zhuiming spoke these words, he carried a sense of vicissitude, as if he had seen it all. Only his wounded and bitter eyes revealed a hint of the desolation in his heart.
Sang Wan felt a lump in her throat upon hearing this, and suppressing the bitterness rising in her heart, she pinched Zhui Ming's cheek with her hand, "You're not. You're Cui Lüshang, the best Cui Lüshang in the world. You're not a lover of wine and averse to work, it's because you were born with internal injuries."
“You’re not unambitious. You’re one of the Four Great Constables, the one with the divine leg, the one who chases life. You’re the one who was willing to risk your life to save me after just one meeting. You’ve risked your life to go to the Ghost Forest with me for the safety of ordinary people. You’ve secretly left extra silver for poor families. You’ve given everything for the peace and prosperity of the country. You’ve even jumped into the lake to save me from all the strange creatures.”
She stared intently at Zhui Ming, her eyes shimmering with emotion. "You are the most sincere and chivalrous Cui Lüshang, whose passion remains undiminished even by drinking ice. After meeting you, I never want to meet anyone else again."
Zhui Ming stared intently into Sang Wan's tearful eyes. This down-on-his-luck, passionate man, whose life had been full of hardships, trembled, his eyes reddened, and a sob rose in his throat.
Sang Wan's words were almost deafening to him. Zhui Ming raised his hand and wrapped it around her waist, pressing her tightly against his heart, which was shaking like an earthquake.
The best things in the world really do happen; the moment he caught the falling mulberry from that tree, it filled his arms.
Steady, weighty, and grounded, it's no longer a lighthearted phrase like "lucky but dead."
Half a lifetime of hardship and gloom has finally found a vent. The wind in this scarred land has finally come alive, and tender green shoots will sprout wherever it blows, eventually bringing back spring.
Sang Wan gently stroked his violently heaving back.
Cui Lüshang, who was always calm and fearless in the face of life and death, only became timid and vulnerable in front of her.
Just as things were about to calm down, a series of chaotic footsteps rang out.
Before Sang Wan could compose herself, a series of wailing screams rang out, "Sang Sang!"
Li Fu's eyes were swollen from crying. When he saw Sang Wan's figure in the distance, he could no longer control his emotions. Like a child, he rushed over, trying to push past Zhui Ming and hug Sang Wan to have a good cry.
Unexpectedly, he was intercepted halfway there, and one hand lifted him up in mid-air like a cat catching a mouse.
Li Fu's limbs tumbled in the air, making the once handsome young boy look like a frog with its belly up.
Sang Wan looked at him and laughed. He always seemed to have this ability to make people happy. "Li Fu, thank you."
Li Fu, a young master who was powerless, saw her being dragged into the river by a ghost. His first reaction was not to turn around and run away, but to try to save her by the river. He then desperately ran to the county magistrate's office to ask for help, and was even willing to risk his life to return for her.
Although she was in a daze in the river, she remembered everything that happened on the riverbank.
Li Fu stopped moving, and under Zhui Ming's ambiguous gaze, he grabbed Sang Wan's sleeve in a trembling fear.
He sobbed, "I'm so glad you're alright. You scared me to death. You really scared me to death."
He could barely speak. This was the first time in his life he had encountered something so terrifying. Thinking of the dark, ghostly hand, he shouted angrily, "That damned water ghost, it must be utterly destroyed!"
This is the fate of all the evil monsters in storybooks.
Upon hearing this, the clam spirit, who had been silently lurking and enjoying the candy, retorted angrily, "Who are you trying to scare? You're the water ghost!"
A clear, ethereal voice suddenly rang out from the depths of the water, causing the black water to churn a foot high. The clam spirit said ominously, "Whom do you intend to annihilate..."
"Monster!" Li Fu, who was already mentally exhausted, was even more frightened and trembled, covering his head and scurrying behind Zhui Ming like a rat.
Sang Wan looked at Li Fu, who was tearing Zhui Ming's clothes to shreds, with a mixture of amusement and heartache. She turned to Hei Shui and couldn't help but chuckle, "Bang Ji, don't scare him."
The clam spirit snorted softly and said slowly, "I have done everything I promised you. I have also repaired your inner core. Don't forget, you still owe me something."
Sang Wan then realized that the clam spirit had transformed into a ghostly hand and pulled her into the water in front of Li Fu, which had a deeper meaning.
She looked at Zhuiming, her cheeks flushed, she couldn't believe it...
As expected of Sister Bangji.
Zhuiming looked at Sang Wan and realized that the black water was actually a clam spirit healing her wounds.
He touched his nose, as if he had figured something out, but this rather farcical incident did not make him feel ashamed or annoyed at the moment; on the contrary, it made him feel fortunate.
His timidity almost made him forget that Zhui Ming should be a person who dares to love and hate.
Li Fu: OO? What do you mean by "repair"?
"Thank you, Sister Bangji. What do you want me to do for you?"
"Before the Mirror of the Flow was activated, a little girl peeked at my treasure and came here, causing me to be entangled in some karma, which prevents me from leaving this river area. The little girl was wearing a silk robe with gold threads. If you see her, find a way to bring her here to see me." The clam spirit gritted her teeth and said, "Don't bring up this matter on your own initiative, otherwise she won't come to apologize obediently."
Sang Wan quickly nodded in agreement, grabbed Zhui Ming's hand, and intertwined her fingers. She had something more important to ask.
Just now underwater, Zhui Ming's external injuries and his inner core had been repaired, but...
"Sister Bangji, do you have any way to heal his internal injuries?"
The clam spirit said quietly, "I'm not a medical cultivator... I can only tell you that the Sleepless Candle, which was once submerged in the South China Sea of the Secret Realm, is the best medical artifact in the world. It is a divine artifact that can shake life and death. If you can find it, his internal injuries can naturally be healed."
Sang Wan's dim eyes instantly brightened, and the corners of her mouth turned up. "The Sleepless Candle has also fallen into this world!"
Sang Wan and Zhui Ming exchanged a surprised glance. Just knowing that such a divine artifact existed was already the best news!
Zhuiming was naturally happy. The internal injury he had been born with had caused him a lot of suffering, which was why he couldn't practice fist and palm techniques. Martial arts practitioners always want to improve their skills.
Thinking of this, he thought of one person in particular: his good brother.
Zhuiming asked eagerly and hopefully, "Can this thing cure my crippled legs and damaged meridians?"
He seemed even more nervous and anxious when he asked this question, his knuckles turning white from gripping it so tightly.
The cruel disability in their legs was the greatest regret for the four brothers, who had sought out renowned doctors but could not find a cure. If... if only...
Fortunately, the clam spirit gave him a positive answer: "What is a mere disability? Whether human, demon, or ghost, as long as the soul has not dissipated, they can be brought back to life. This is why the Sleepless Candle was sunk into the South China Sea and disappeared from the world."
The appearance of such a treasure is bound to cause a bloodbath.
Zhuiming knew this principle, but the fact that his senior brother's leg had a real chance of healing made him cheer and laugh.
"Don't be too happy yet. No one in this world has ever seen the Sleepless Candle. Whether you can find it is still a question," the clam spirit said dismissively.
"Um... can I go back to sleep now?" Li Fu raised his hand tremblingly.
He's really exhausted, he's almost fainting here. Is there anyone who can help him?
Chasing Life: ......
Sang Wan: ......
Clam spirit: ......
Faced with such a divine artifact that can transcend life and death, everyone, whether human, demon, or ghost, would be extremely envious and would wish to hear even a single word about it.
But he was actually sleepy.
In the end, Li Fu was forcibly dragged back to his residence by Zhui Ming.
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