Leng Mushi regretted it, very much.
After she opened the barrier of Cangshengyuan to let Xiao Mian in, she regretted it so much.
They were not in a relationship where they could drink and chat happily together, and they were destined not to walk on the same path. The more Leng Mushi glimpsed the great road, the more he understood that if one wanted to reach the extreme, one must take a solitary road.
And Xiao Mian still approached her with love in his heart. Even though Leng Mushi didn't know the future, didn't know that he and Leng Tianyin would fall in love and have a earth-shattering entanglement in the future, even if everything could be freed, she would never respond to Xiao Mian.
The path that Leng Mushi wants to take is never to find someone and stay with him for the rest of his life.
Xiao Mian was inside the hut, placing the food from the lunch box on the table bit by bit. He looked reserved and polite, and he didn't even look at her presumptuously, obviously afraid that she would go back on her word.
Leng Mushi didn't understand where his love came from, just like she didn't understand why he liked her. But the more clearly she saw Xiao Mian's love, the more confused and ignorant she became, and the more she wanted to retreat.
Love is the most uncontrollable thing in the world. It is not like elixir. The medicinal effect can be controlled based on the materials, the temperature and the amount of spiritual power you inject.
Love is not. Her mother spent her entire life nurturing a vicious, evil flower that caused her death. This flower bloomed on the lover she loved in her youth. Leng Mushi was just a bystander, and she felt horrified.
People's hearts change too easily, Leng Mushi never expects anything.
She stood at the door, thinking about how to ask Xiao Mian to leave.
But the early morning sunlight poured in through the window, illuminating the outline of Xiao Mian's tall and thin body, with a kind of lazy warmth that made Leng Mushi feel as if something was blocking her throat. She moved her lips several times but no sound came out.
The last thing he said was: "You seem to have grown taller."
Xiao Mian had already set out two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and had adjusted the order of the food over and over again. The ones on Leng Mushi's side were all the dishes he saw her like the most every time she came down the mountain, and the ones on his side... were also her favorites.
Hearing this, he finally stopped moving, turned his back to Leng Mushi and took a deep breath, letting his tense expression relax a little. Then he turned around and said to Leng Mushi, "You've grown a little taller... and you've lost a lot of weight."
Xiao Mian tilted his head slightly under Leng Mushi's gaze, pointed at Leng Mushi's hair, and said softly: "Your hair has grown more than an inch..."
Leng Mushi was a little out of breath, and Xiao Mian stopped talking and just lowered his head to look at the ground.
The two of them stood there awkwardly. Leng Mushi felt like the skin on the back of her neck was ripping, and she regretted it.
Why should Xiao Mian come in
But just as the two of them were silent, a demon spider hung down from the beam and headed straight for the food on the table.
Leng Mushi quickly walked to the table, but instead of attacking the demon spider directly, she grabbed the red pill on the table and put it into the storage bag. The demon spider made a "chi" sound and immediately shrank back onto the beam, disappearing without a trace.
Leng Mushi then spoke: "Sit down and eat, the food is cold."
Leng Mushi sat down first, trying her best to appear calm and graceful, but Xiao Mian was too reserved, so reserved that when Leng Mushi looked at him, he also became nervous.
She had seen him so passionate when he made his feelings clear and confessed to her.
Of course, she had also seen him being cold and aloof, even when she had made it clear that she didn't like him and was just teasing him, and he had turned away in anger.
But Leng Mushi had never seen Xiao Mian like this. He was so cautious, even his breathing seemed like he had practiced it repeatedly. It sounded normal and very well controlled. However, his breathing was controllable, but his wildly beating and noisy heart was totally uncontrollable.
After Leng Mushi advanced, her five senses became much sharper than before, so she could hear particularly clearly.
Leng Mushi looked at Xiao Mian like this and couldn't help but think of her mother. When Leng Tianyin's mother first came into the family, her father felt guilty for a few days and often came to accompany his mother.
But at that time, the mother's original gentleness and comfort were gone. She was as cautious as Xiao Mian, and her breathing was as smooth as Xiao Mian. However, when he leaned on her chest, he could hear her heartbeat as violent as a huge bell.
Why be so humble
Leng Mushi, as the one who was loved, frowned, feeling even more uncomfortable than Xiao Mian.
It is always said that the influence of parents is uncontrollable throughout life. Leng Mushi hoped that she could be more like her mother, but during the time when she was hanging out outside, everyone who met her, as long as they knew her father, would say: "You are exactly like your father when he was young."
Her sharp tongue and flattery were inherited from the person she hated the most. Leng Mushi had never wanted to admit it before, but now, at this moment, she couldn't help but think that perhaps she had also inherited the old man's coldness and disloyalty that she hated, and it was deeply ingrained in her bones.
Otherwise, why would such a good person like Xiao Mian be put in such a situation.
Leng Mushi felt an indescribable tangle in her heart, but Xiao Mian held the wine pot and began to pour wine for her.
"It tastes very mellow." Leng Mushi smelled the aroma of fruit wine, which was indeed very mellow, and couldn't help but praise it.
Xiao Mian's white fingers held the wine jug, paused, filled it up for her, and then poured for himself.
"Taichu Sect is not allowed to drink alcohol except for the sect's special banquets," Xiao Mian curled his lips slightly, "I tried several times and failed every time. This is the only successful one. I hid it and only got this small pot."
Leng Mushi leaned her elbows on the table, raised her eyebrows slightly, rubbed her eyebrows with her fingertips, and waited for Xiao Mian to pour the cup, picked up the cup and held it in front of her. Only then did Leng Mushi sit up straight.
"Congratulations on your advancement." Xiao Mian said.
Leng Mushi pursed her lips, picked up the wine glass, clinked it with Xiao Mian, and said softly: "Thank you... But if you drink too much, what will you do when you meet people later?"
Xiao Mian said: "I can use my spiritual power to dispel the alcohol smell, no problem."
Leng Mushi stopped talking after hearing that. The two of them each brought the cup to their lips and took a sip.
Leng Mushi used to hang out a lot, so she could drink quite a bit, but after taking a sip, she found that the fruit wine smelled astringent and sweet, but tasted quite strong.
She sighed, rubbed her forehead, and smiled at Xiao Mian, "What kind of fruit is it made of? It's quite strong?"
Xiao Mian also smiled, "Flower Bamboo Fruit."
Xiao Mian said: "It is difficult to store. It often withers when you pick it. You have to find a way to keep it on the branch so that you can use it."
Leng Mushi laughed, finding it very interesting. Seeing that she liked listening to these things, Xiao Mian began to talk about the wine-making process and what were used in a clear and slow voice.
Leng Mushi listened for a while and felt that this thing was actually similar to alchemy.
However, through Xiao Mian's description, she also discovered that this wine was prepared by Xiao Mian after he peeked at her and discovered her advancement, that is, a few days after they were punished to sweep the stone steps.
This means that Xiao Mian not only had no grudges against being treated like that by her, but he was also silently preparing wine for her to celebrate her advancement.
Leng Mushi lowered her head as she listened, picked up the cup and took a sip, but her throat felt so spicy that it almost burst.
To her, Xiao Mian's feelings were like this cup of wine that smelled mellow and astringent, but was extremely spicy. Leng Mushi could not enjoy it.
After putting down the wine glass, she supported her chin with both hands, thought for a while, and finally spoke: "Xiao Mian, I feel for you... um."
Xiao Mian quickly stuffed a meatball into Leng Mushi's mouth to stop her from saying anything.
Leng Mushi: …
She bit the meatball hard, juice splashed everywhere and the aroma of meat filled the air.
Xiao Mian slowly picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Perhaps it was because of the spiciness or something else, but his cheeks turned slightly red.
It is a beautiful color to begin with, and this little bit of red suddenly becomes unusually vivid, as if ink has been applied in this early morning light, under which even the hairs on the face can be counted.
"Eat first." Xiao Mian said in a low voice, using chopsticks that had never been stuck in his mouth to pick up food for Leng Mushi.
Leng Mushi looked down at the food in her bowl, then looked at the dishes on the table. There was not a single dish she didn't like. Even the wooden barrel that held the rice had her favorite dark-colored patterns. This really... made her at a loss as to what to do.
He even remembered all these things, so it is no exaggeration to say that he is extremely meticulous.
But why did Xiao Mian become like this
Was it just because of her fake intimacy? Xiao Mian was so attentive that he even knew how long her hair was, so how could he not see that she was being fake
Is love really so fascinating... or can it deceive oneself
Leng Mushi was thinking as she wolfed down her food. That's right, she should eat first. Love can be let down, but delicious food cannot.
Xiao Mian didn't eat a single bite, and just kept picking up food for Leng Mushi like a maid in the palace who served nobles and served dishes diligently.
Leng Mushi really missed the taste of real food. After all, it was not the first or second time that Xiao Mian packed delicious food in this food box to make her tempted.
The morning light was bright and the room was silent except for the sound of swallowing. Leng Mushi took the lead and the awkwardness between the two of them was resolved without them having to speak.
After buying up all the things Xiao Mian brought, Leng Mushi wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and looked at Xiao Mian.
Xiao Mian had already stood up and drank the rest of the wine in his glass. He stuck out his tongue slightly because of the spicy taste, and then said, "I'm leaving. Congratulations! People in the world say that five spiritual roots are mixed spiritual roots, but I think that these spiritual roots in you are more powerful than pure single spiritual roots."
He was determined not to give Leng Mushi a chance to speak, like a death row prisoner who was doing his best to delay the execution, the longer the better.
As he spoke, he had already started walking outside. Seeing that Leng Mushi did not come out to accompany Xiao Mian, the demons and beasts in Cangsheng Courtyard began to get restless, especially the red snake, which had not yet forgotten the last time Xiao Mian hurt it.
Xiao Mian was so panicked that he didn't notice the red snake behind him had its mouth wide open, trying to figure out how to swallow him in one gulp.
Xiao Mian walked quickly, fearing that Leng Mushi would call him and say something he would not be able to accept.
He was the one who caused the big incident that happened during the disciple's initial examination a month ago, but it was Leng Mushi who protected him in the end.
He took on his own sword energy at the critical moment, not because he thought so, he didn't think about anything at that time.
Of course, he knew exactly what kind of person Leng Mushi was. She was as charming as a fox, but cunning and unwilling to give her true heart. He didn't believe her words that she loved him at first, but later he believed it, but what he believed was his own feelings.
He confirmed that he liked her, and confessed his love to her passionately. He imagined that they would practice together in the future, and even thought of the possibility of having children, how many children to have, and what names the children would be.
After being rejected, he wanted to give up. She made him experience unprecedented embarrassment and shame, but also made him involuntarily look for and follow her figure, which he had never experienced before. If love could balance the gains and losses, there would not be so many infatuated men and resentful women in this world.
Xiao Mian didn't think he was a crazy man. His mind was not complicated, nor did he have any deep hatred. At the young age of 19, he was even more immature than Hua Zhuguo. He had not experienced so much love and hate and family destruction like Leng Mushi. How could he have any complicated thoughts
After all, he had no memory of his life before entering the mountains, so it was natural for him to fall in love, be rejected, want to give up, and then find out that he still liked her and wanted to get close to her again.
If Leng Mushi ignored him, he would try to approach her in a different way.
You can't be as straightforward and reckless as before, you have to proceed step by step, little by little, test her. Use the way she can accept, and then slowly treat her well. After a long time, maybe she will naturally like you.
Just like I like her naturally.
So he walked out quickly, and as he walked he turned into a run, with a smile on his face. Today he was successful. He actually thought that she would not let him into the yard, but today it was clear that she was not as resistant to him as she appeared to be.
Leng Mushi was still standing in the room in a daze. After a moment, she smiled as if sighing.
She watched Xiao Mian run away through the window. He even forgot to take the empty lunch box. He ran quite fast...
But why didn't he look behind him? !
Seeing that the red snake was about to succeed in its sneak attack, Leng Mushi disappeared from the table in an instant and headed towards Xiao Mian!
When she flew over and kicked the red snake's head, half of Xiao Mian's head was covered by the red snake's big mouth.
Leng Mushi jumped onto the top of the red snake's head, and the spider silk thread around his waist flew out of his hand, went around the red snake's big mouth, and then he pulled the "reins" like riding a donkey.
She sat on its head, looking down at Xiao Mian who had just turned around in confusion, and she laughed out of anger.
"What's wrong with you? Do you want to feed me because I'm hungry, or do you want to sacrifice yourself to make snacks because it's hungry?" Leng Mushi said, "Or do you think your head is in the way and want it to help you twist it off?"
Xiao Mian opened his mouth slightly, then quickly closed it, pretending to be reserved and said, "I was careless for a moment..."
Leng Mushi jumped down from the red snake lightly and landed in front of Xiao Mian. She laughed and said, "Did all your cultivation go to waste? You were careless for a moment. It remembered the last time you hurt it, and it almost succeeded."
Xiao Mian couldn't help laughing, "It's quite vindictive."
Leng Mushi also laughed. At this moment, both of them were no longer tense and had drunk some wine, so they relaxed.
In fact, Leng Mushi felt more than once that Xiao Mian was a very suitable person to be friends with. At this moment, he reminded her of her old friends.
So he habitually raised his hand to make a knife move, just like playing with his old friends, and tried to cut Xiao Mian's neck, "If you don't need your head, you can give it to me, I will make medicine..."
Xiao Mian grabbed Leng Mushi's hand.
Leng Mushi pulled back her smile, and the smiles on both of their faces faded again, with silent embarrassment spreading again.
This time, before Leng Mushi could say anything heartless, Xiao Mian took the lead and said, "You don't have to feel burdened. You can try to treat me as a friend."
Xiao Mian said: "Not a senior brother, but a friend, like the friends you had before. Don't you like making friends very much? What do you think of me?"
Leng Mushi looked at Xiao Mian without saying anything. Xiao Mian let go of her hand and knocked her shoulder with his fist.
Leng Mushi leaned back slightly, and Xiao Mian hit her again with more strength. This time, Leng Mushi's shoulder was strained, and she took a step back, then slapped Xiao Mian on the forehead: "You're addicted to hitting me, aren't you!"
Xiao Mian smiled, his eyes and eyebrows were full of joy, and he knocked her head again, but was blocked by Leng Mushi. She grabbed Xiao Mian with her backhand, "You..."
"Isn't this great?" Xiao Mian easily turned his arm again, grabbed Leng Mushi's wrist and twisted it, forcing her to turn around, and then pressed her wrist against her back.
Leng Mushi let out an "ah" and completely burst out laughing.
Xiao Mian let her go, "I actually think it's a good idea to give you a drug trial. Your cultivation will improve very quickly. How about it, future Alchemy Immortal, give me a chance?"
Leng Mushi looked at his expression carefully, and seeing that he didn't seem to be forcing himself or pretending, her mind suddenly became clear.
She sneered and said, "You just realized it. Tsk, my quota for drug trials is very tight."
Xiao Mian clasped his fists towards Leng Mushi and said, "Please let me be your medicine man so that I can keep it a secret for you. Your progress in the past few months is equivalent to the years of hard work of a genius in my school."
Leng Mushi opened her mouth, circled around Xiao Mian, and said with a click of the tongue: "I really didn't see that. I thought you came here because you still have feelings for me, but it turns out you came here to threaten me!"
After all, if this matter were to be made public, it would definitely cause a sensation in the sect, and Leng Mushi would immediately become a hot topic.
She just didn't want that. She only wanted to share this joy with the people she cared about, and she didn't have the time to be a "genius" of Taichu Sect.
But if it was really said out loud, it wouldn't be considered a threat, so Xiao Mian was just joking.
Leng Mushi said, "You look like an ice cone, but you're quite cunning... It's not impossible, but you have to sweep the other half of the stone steps for me, find some materials for me, and... bring me meals every day!"
She said this deliberately, then observed Xiao Mian's expression, and when she saw Xiao Mian agreed immediately, she suddenly moved closer to him.
The two people's breathing were so close that they were intertwined. Xiao Mian's expression did not change at all, but his hands behind his back were clenched. He was trying his best to control his breath and heartbeat. After a while, Leng Mushi stepped back, hugged her arms and looked at him as if she was studying a rare monster or beast.
Xiao Mian also looked at her: "Don't doubt it, you are too confident. It's not like I haven't seen women before. There are many sisters in the sect who have taken the initiative to express their love to me. I like you because I am obsessed with you for a while."
I just can't pull it out.
Leng Mushi was completely relieved and relaxed. She raised her foot to hug Xiao Mian, "You forgot to take the food box, and you ran out in a hurry to feed the red snake..."
Leng Mushi went back to the house first, and Xiao Mian followed behind her. This time, neither of them was nervous or embarrassed.
Putting aside the love story, they have been together for quite some time, have compatible personalities, and are both in the prime of their youth. They can't hide the shadows in their hearts, so it's better to talk it out.
It's just that this ease comes partly from true feelings and partly from careful disguise.
Xiao Mian had no other choice. After all, he couldn't help wanting to get close to someone. He would slowly wait for her to change.
Leng Mushi had no idea that Xiao Mian was preparing to boil her like a frog in warm water. She actually thought that Xiao Mian had put aside the so-called love and came to find her because he didn't want to lose his friends and wanted to practice by testing the medicine.
This was not a perfect match. Her mind was filled with refining medicine all day long. Refining medicine could improve her cultivation. Giving it to Xiao Mian would also improve his cultivation and the medicine would give back to her. She continued to refine medicine. It was perfect, a virtuous cycle.
Leng Mushi liked Xiao Mian's ambition and had nothing to hide from him. Within two days of their reconciliation, she took out the elixir that could control the magic spider and gave it to Xiao Mian to play with.
Xiao Mian was very shocked, but only for a moment. Apart from the classes he had to attend, the things he had to do, and getting food for Leng Mushi three times a day, he stayed out all night in Cangsheng Courtyard, refining pills and testing drugs with Leng Mushi.
Most of the time was boring, because Leng Mushi was a complete alchemy fanatic. He would often spend an hour or two recording and evolving alchemy recipes without saying a word.
Occasionally he would look up and talk to Xiao Mian, also to discuss medication.
Xiao Mian was extremely satisfied, because every day, he could look at Leng Mushi unscrupulously. Sometimes he would stare at her for an hour and she wouldn't notice. Even if she did, she would only ask, "Is there something on my face?"
Xiao Mian smiled and shook his head, then nodded. He stretched out his hand and took the opportunity to pinch her cheek a few times, but Leng Mushi slapped his arm away.
In the middle of the night, Leng Mushi picked up a pen to write something while saying to Xiao Mian without turning her head, "Don't go back tonight, just sleep on my bed. After five o'clock, a furnace of curse-removing pills will be produced. It is made from the Qingling Pill recipe and Huansheng Flower. It can not only break the illusion of demons and monsters, but also the spells of monks... You have to take the Mihun Pill first, and then..."
Leng Mushi flipped to the front of the notebook, tapped her fingers on the booklet, and then said, "Test the time and extent of the effect after a quarter of an hour, an hour, and two hours after it comes out of the oven. And after each effect, increase the amount of Ecstasy Pills consumed... I'll calculate the amount, you go to sleep first, I'll call you when the time comes."
Leng Mushi said to Xiao Mian beside her: "There is a medicine pool in the backyard, with herbs added to reduce drug resistance. You can soak in it. It's best to soak for two incense sticks. If you don't bring any clothes, wear mine first. I have a larger set of disciple clothes that I haven't worn yet..."
When Leng Mushi said this, she didn't even raise her eyes. Xiao Mian responded with "Oh oh" and looked at her beside her, his eyes almost touching her face, but Leng Mushi didn't notice it at all.
Her wrist was sore from writing, and when she picked up the pen to dip it in ink, it trembled slightly. Xiao Mian grabbed her wrist, took her pen away, put it aside, and said, "Let me rub it for you."
Then, with the help of spiritual power, he began to slowly knead her wrists and palms.
"Is the strength okay?" Xiao Mian's voice was so gentle that it would give anyone else goosebumps when they heard it.
Leng Mushi didn't notice anything was wrong. She closed her eyes and used her other hand to pinch her brow. When Xiao Mian rubbed it until it hurt, she hummed twice, her mind full of thoughts about what other effects the Huansheng Flower could squeeze out. She said in a slightly hoarse voice, "The strength is OK, thank you."
Xiao Mian's handsome face was filled with secret joy. Under the dim light of the eternal lamp, his shadow was like flowing honey, thickly covering Leng Mushi.
He justifiably grabbed Leng Mushi's hand and rubbed it, interlocking their fingers and slowly moving her wrist, "Don't you want to sleep for a while tonight? I can help you watch the alchemy furnace for a while."
This way he could lie side by side with her for a while, which was so beautiful.
Leng Mushi shook her head, "Well, no, you have water spiritual roots, and the Huansheng Flower needs the spiritual power of earth spiritual roots to work best, otherwise it will ruin the medicinal properties. I'm fine, you go to sleep first."
As she spoke, she opened her eyes tiredly and was dazzled by Xiao Mian's sweet smile. But after rubbing her eyes, Xiao Mian regained his calm demeanor. He grabbed her hand and turned it around a few more times, then patted the back of her hand, "Okay, I'll go take a bath."
Leng Mushi said "hmm", shook her head and smiled as she watched him leave, feeling that her eyes were dizzy from not having rested for so long.
After Xiao Mian finished soaking, he walked into the house wearing Leng Mushi's wet clothes. The style of the female disciple's clothes was the same as that of the male ones, but for his body, Leng Mushi's clothes were indeed a little small, and even his shorts were hanging down, revealing a section of his fair ankles.
Xiao Mian sat cross-legged on Leng Mushi's bed. The smell of her medicine was everywhere, which made him feel a little uneasy.
He actually had clothes in his storage bag, but he just wanted to wear Leng Mushi's.
He pulled at the clothes that were obviously too small and asked, "Will you wear this again in the future?"
Leng Mushi replied after a while: "Of course, don't stretch it out for me, I'm still growing, I'll be able to wear it when I grow up."
Xiao Mian almost couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this, but he managed to suppress it with great difficulty.
When he thought that Leng Mushi would still wear the things he had worn, his ears suddenly felt warm and he felt very happy.
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