As the saying goes, don't judge a book by its cover.
Some people appear to be solemn and cold on the surface, and are the kind of self-respecting and upright immortals that can be found in large numbers in immortal sects.
But behind people's back, she didn't dry her hair properly or dress properly after taking a flower petal bath. Instead, she came to seduce people in the middle of the night with a food box.
Leng Mushi's initial impression of Xiao Mian was that he was a dull and rigid person, similar to You Zishu, the Immortal Lord Suzheng. Although he was particularly handsome, she felt it was natural because he was the male protagonist.
But after getting to know him for a long time, she found that although Xiao Mian was considerate and gentle, he was actually a simpleton who was easy to fool.
However, ever since Xiao Mian's failed confession, and he coaxed Leng Mushi to be good friends with him, he has now revealed his secret thoughts again, dressing up like this in the middle of the night to seduce people.
Leng Mushi summarized Xiao Mian in her mind: this was a real slut.
But it is undeniable that Leng Mushi was really tickled by his behavior. She felt so itchy that her face remained motionless. The tip of her tongue swept across her palate several times before she resisted the urge to let Xiao Mian in to see what he was going to do.
No, she must learn from the law how to suppress other spiritual roots.
Leng Mushi said to herself.
Therefore, she was so excited that she took off Xiao Mian's already loose robe, but her face was tense and she didn't show any emotion at all. She blocked the door for Xiao Mian to come in and said coldly: "It's a cold night in late autumn. Brother Xiao looks like this. I'm afraid he will catch a cold."
Xiao Mian was indeed flirty, but he was a reserved person. It was extremely rare for him to be so openly flirty like this, so he felt extremely ashamed. Seeing Leng Mushi's attitude and hearing her say that, the veins on his arms that were holding the food box suddenly bulged.
"I... I came out in a hurry because I thought you didn't eat." Xiao Mian regretted it so much, but with red ears, he defended himself with words that he didn't even believe.
He didn't understand why Leng Mushi didn't like the way he looked
Isn't he evil enough
While Xiao Mian was standing there daydreaming, Leng Mushi stared at him, trying hard not to laugh.
She only realized now that she didn't know when her tolerance for Xiao Mian became so high. Once she began to understand her own feelings, Leng Mushi was also a little surprised. She and Xiao Mian had even passed the initial emotional period and directly entered the flirting period of an old couple.
She didn't feel that Xiao Mian was unfamiliar or offended by him at all. She didn't feel embarrassed looking at him, but only felt an indescribable intimacy.
What if it’s someone like Xiao Mian
If she were with someone like Xiao Mian, who was completely different from her father or even the opposite of her, would she really be able to obtain the rare love that infatuated men and women in this world cannot bear to part with
"Xiao Mian..." Leng Mushi stood in the door and called him softly.
Xiao Mian raised his head and looked at Leng Mushi. In his eyes, which were slightly red, perhaps out of shyness or anxiety, there was such a frank and surging throbbing.
Leng Mushi felt excited at the sight of him. She moved her lips slightly and said, "Just give me the food box. Men and women should not touch each other. It's so late. You should go back to your room."
Xiao Mian's expression froze on his face. After a moment, the boiling emotions in his eyes gradually cooled down, and he returned to his usual solemn look. He moved his beautiful rosy lips, but then pursed them. He did not speak, but just nodded slightly, then handed the food box to Leng Mushi and took a step back.
Leng Mushi clicked her tongue in her heart and opened the door a little more to take the food box. At this moment, the sounds of several disciples talking and footsteps were suddenly heard in the corridor. The voices sounded quite familiar. They were Yi Tu and Leng Tianyin.
Xiao Mian suddenly handed the food box forward and wanted to leave. In his current state, he couldn't see anyone other than Leng Mushi.
But he ran away when he heard Leng Tianyin's voice. Leng Mushi frowned when she thought of the subsequent plots. Therefore, when she took the food box, she grabbed Xiao Mian's hand, not letting him let go of the food box, and naturally not letting him leave.
"What are you afraid of?" Leng Mushi asked Xiao Mian while standing at the door, "Are you afraid that people will see you trying to seduce me, or are you afraid that your Junior Sister Tianyin will see you?"
Xiao Mian looked at Leng Mushi in surprise, and Leng Mushi looked at him coldly. Xiao Mian opened his mouth slightly and shook his head, "Of course not!"
But the sound of conversation was getting closer and closer, and when it was about to reach the corner, Xiao Mian closed his eyes with a red face and did not pull his hand away.
Leng Mushi pulled him into the house and closed the door.
Under the two people's overlapping palms was a food box. Since they were carrying the food box together, they naturally couldn't stand far away from each other. They almost stood next to each other at the door, face to face.
Xiao Mian's breathing was choking. Leng Mushi's hand, which had closed the door, was still pressing on the back of his waist, and her arm was halfway around his extremely sensitive waist, like a loose hug.
Xiao Mian could hold his breath, but he couldn't control his heartbeat which was pounding against his chest like a drum. Leng Mushi was pressed close to his chest, and even though her most sensitive sense was vision rather than hearing, it was difficult for her not to hear Xiao Mian's undisguised emotions.
Why hadn't she noticed it before
Leng Mushi laughed in her heart and deliberately maintained this posture without moving.
Xiao Mian leaned against the door, not understanding what she meant. He didn't dare to move or ask. He just listened with her as several people walked by outside the door.
"Oh, by the way, Senior Brother Yi Tu, you should go back first. My sister hasn't eaten yet. The light is still on in her room, so she must be awake. I'll ask her what she wants to eat and ask the store to bring it up..."
"It's okay, I'll wait for you." Yi Tu said.
The voices of Leng Tianyin and Yi Tu were heard at the door, followed by the sound of other footsteps leaving, from the other disciples who were traveling with them. Then, three "knock knock knock" sounds were heard, and each one hit Xiao Mian's back.
Xiao Mian's whole body was tense. He suppressed his emotions and controlled his heartbeat and breathing.
Leng Tianyin asked outside the door: "Sister, have you gone to bed? Do you want to eat something? I'll ask the store to bring it to you..."
Leng Mushi did not respond, she just slowly raised her head.
Because the two of them were so close, when she raised her head, she was almost touching Xiao Mian's chest, neck, throat, and jaw...
Xiao Mian's eyelashes flickered wildly and he tried his best to tilt his neck back, but he could avoid the contact of skin with Leng Mushi, but he could not avoid her breath that swept across his throat.
It's so terrible.
For a moment, Xiao Mian even suspected that Leng Mushi did it on purpose.
However, he didn't even dare to lower his head and look at her, for fear that he would not be able to control himself and do something irreparable.
As long as she didn't nod and agree to be with him, the most Xiao Mian could do was to take care of her and get closer to her in the name of friendship.
Although Xiao Mian is a bit of a jerk, he is not a jerk.
Leng Mushi is different. She is a complete asshole. If she wasn't a asshole, she wouldn't have ended up like this.
Therefore, she deliberately did not answer Leng Tianyin's questions and asked her to hit Xiao Mian's back a few more times, which was even more torturous than the Heart-Searching Array.
Leng Mushi carefully looked at Xiao Mian's expression, and was satisfied when she saw that he was only shy and nervous, and not guilty or having any other entanglements.
Leng Tianyin didn't get a response, so he left with Yi Tu, and the corridor returned to silence.
Leng Mushi then withdrew her gaze, loosened the hand that was holding Xiao Mian's hand, grabbed the food box, and pushed the door hard at the same time, throwing Xiao Mian, who was clinging to the door, out.
"Brother Xiao, thank you for the food box," Leng Mushi said with a suppressed smile, "Go back and rest early."
In order to avoid Leng Mushi, Xiao Mian leaned his back against the door. The door was suddenly pushed open, and he staggered. The food box in his hand was snatched away, and he was the only one who was refused entry.
He looked at Leng Mushi's indifferent eyes again, and this time his heart was really chilled.
It didn't work after all.
Xiao Mian nodded somewhat dazedly, turned around, and quickly disappeared into the corridor.
Leng Mushi closed the door, picked up the lunch box and put it on the table. When she went to open the lid, she found that her hands were wet. It was the water that dripped from Xiao Mian's hair onto the back of her hands.
With a light floral scent, a grown man taking a petal bath is really...
Leng Mushi finally smiled. She raised her hand, put it close to her lips, then licked the water on the back of her hand with the tip of her tongue and sucked all the wetness into her mouth, as if she was eating a wild fruit called "Xiao Mian".
It's really wild.
Sweet enough too.
Leng Mushi enjoyed the sweet taste and finished a food box full of her favorite dishes that just suited her appetite. After washing up, she lay on the bed and began to circulate her spiritual power to digest the changes in her body after she regained consciousness.
Xiao Mian went back and tidied himself. He lived next door to Leng Mushi. He sat cross-legged on his bed, facing the direction of Leng Mushi's room, without resting or practicing.
Xiao Mian is still young and has no mental problems. He loves Leng Mushi, but because he has never given up on her, he does not have any mental problems.
He was just thinking about what to do in the future.
She realized her feelings again, but still refused to be with him, and would definitely not let him get close to her in the future.
Xiao Mian thought about it but could not think of any solution. He could not sleep either, so he started to circulate the spiritual power in his body. During this period of time, the meridians in his body expanded a lot. The reason why he was not in a hurry to advance was that advancing from Star Level to Moon Level was the foundation of cultivators. The more accumulated, the more stable the realm would be after advancement.
Although he was always around Leng Mushi, he did not fall behind in cultivation and accumulation. Now he was frustrated again in his emotions. He thought that he was not as advanced as Leng Mushi, and it was a waste of so many years of early experience. She was so motivated, so it was no wonder that she didn't like him...
So that night, the inn, which should have been peaceful, shook a little. The night was surrounded by spiritual light as bright as day, and birds and cicadas chirped incessantly, attracting the cultivators living in other inns to watch and sigh from the windows.
"I have advanced in time. I am about to enter the secret realm and advance."
"He has advanced two levels in a row. Which elder of the Taichu Sect is this disciple? His accumulation is quite deep. Can his meridians withstand it..."
"I heard from the disciples below that he is the last disciple of the fifth elder of the Taichu Sect. He is only twenty years old this year, but he has already reached the middle level of the Moon Heavy Rank."
"Tsk tsk... What a talent, I can't envy it."
There were endless discussions all around, and Leng Mushi was woken up just as she fell asleep. She got up and opened the door, and saw a group of new disciples standing at the door next to her, practicing with the help of Xiao Mian's advanced spiritual light.
Leng Mushi touched her storage bag, thinking about sending some advanced elixirs to Xiao Mian, but she paused, and remembered that Xiao Mian had no less elixirs than she did. Leng Mushi always gave him more than she had herself.
Leng Mushi was not surprised at all that Xiao Mian advanced. It would be strange if he didn't advance. She had fed him a lot of good food in the past year. Not to mention pure spiritual roots, even her own mixed spiritual roots had already reached the lunar level.
She naturally knew that Xiao Mian had an idea in mind, and he had also told her that he wanted to accumulate more.
To enter the Demon Clan Ruins, it was normal for him to choose to advance, but this advancement gift...
This time it was Leng Mushi's turn to be unable to sleep. She sat on the bed and pondered, "What should I give as a gift?"
On her birthday, the mustard seed furnace that Xiao Mian gave her was really useful. Naturally, Leng Mushi also used the Balo bone that Xiao Mian brought up the mountain at that time to refine a Luogu Pill for Xiao Mian, so that she could create a substitute to ward off disaster in times of crisis.
A few days ago, when she advanced to the next level, Xiao Mian asked her what she wanted and promised to give it to her after leaving the Demon Clan Ruins. This made Leng Mushi wonder what to give Xiao Mian to congratulate him on his advancement.
This night was destined to be an uneasy night. Just as Xiao Mian's progress had slowed down, thunder rumbled in the sky above the inn not far away.
Of course, this time it’s not the monks’ advancement. It’s not that easy for monks to advance, especially for these new disciples.
This time, the female practitioners from the Huanxi Sect and the Buddhist practitioners from the Zhenwu Temple started fighting.
The purpose of the Huanxi Sect's practice of enchantment was naturally to deceive the monks into dual cultivation, but this was not to be blamed. After all, there were three thousand paths leading to heaven.
Moreover, dual cultivation requires mutual consent, and no one can blame the other. Naturally, there is no question of true love in this willingness. Everything is for the sake of cultivation. Overthinking is a problem.
Moreover, the cultivators of the Huanxi Sect are skilled in the art of charm and are also good at breaking the magic spells of demons. Therefore, the cultivation world does not look down on the techniques they practice.
But there is one exception, and that is the Buddhist monks in Zhenwu Temple.
What they practiced was the way of great love that cut off the six desires and seven emotions, and sacrificed themselves to save the world. Therefore, they were different from the cultivators of other sects. Even if some disciples were bewitched by the cultivators of the Joyful Sect and practiced dual cultivation, it was no big deal. If part of their skills were taken away by others, they would just take it as a loss and a lesson. At least they had a night of ecstasy.
But this is not possible for Buddhists. The Buddhist precepts are very strict. If one breaks the precepts, not only will he not be able to become a true Buddha, but he will also be expelled from Buddhism.
Therefore, Buddhist practitioners kept their distance from the Joyful Sect. After all, it was not easy for them to recruit disciples.
Once you enter Buddhism, it is deeper than the sea. From then on, all worldly thoughts are against the precepts. Unlike other sects, at least the suffering is only physical, and you can still satisfy your food and drink desires and love desires. After the day is heavy, you can start to cut off human desires.
The practice of Buddhism was discontinued at the very beginning, which resulted in the fact that every year, although the immortal sects recruited disciples, the gate of Zhenwu Temple was deserted like winter.
Finally, they have found a few good seedlings this year, so naturally they are protected like the apple of their eye. However, the disciples of the Joyful Sect practice the art of charm, which is ultimately to steal other people's skills for their own use. Moreover, those who practice the art of charm need to have a yin constitution. Therefore, they simply love these little bald guys who practice the most yang, strong, clear and pure Buddhist skills.
They dared not provoke high-level Buddhist practitioners as their eyes would be blinded by a Buddhist technique called "Setting Sun Shining on the Snow". So naturally they would pick on the young disciples who had just entered Buddhism and had just started to practice the Buddhist teachings but had not yet cut off their seven human emotions.
If one takes the bait, you can pick it up. If it doesn't take the bait, it won't be a big deal if you get hit.
This really pissed off the Buddhist disciples, but seeing that not only did several high-level disciples come for the trial for their new disciples, even the Buddhist disciple Bu Jin came, it can be seen how much importance the Zhenwu Temple attaches to these new disciples.
At this moment, not far from the two inns, one of the two people fighting was the Buddhist disciple Bu Jin. He was wearing a gauze dress covered with red-gold scriptures. In the dark night, the red-gold scriptures moved, just like a little sun.
Buddhism is always the best nemesis of demons and evil spirits. Behind Bu Jin is the entrance to the demon clan's ruins formation. He unfolds the thunder formation diagram here, and the demons that have been wandering in the ruins for years in the formation behind him all turn into birds and beasts and disperse.
Bursts of muffled thunder poured down from the dark clouds in the sky, striking the female cultivator from the Joy Sect opposite him. She was like an ant under the thunderbolt, and could only run away in fear.
"Don't chop, don't chop, you just touched my hand! I didn't even have time to do anything, I didn't even untie my belt and you came!"
The woman was extremely beautiful, with slanted eyes and blood-red lips. She was the senior sister of the Huanxi Sect who brought the disciples here for training. Her name was Ni Hanyan.
Bu Jin turned a deaf ear to him, holding the thunder array diagram in his hand, his gauze clothes fluttering and his long gray hair moving without wind. Even as he was trying to kill someone to silence them, he looked calm, with his brows lowered and his eyes downcast, looking dignified.
He is the only Buddhist practitioner in Zhenwu Temple who practices with his hair uncut. Even Leng Mushi, who does not attend disciple classes, has heard of this rumor. He was originally a child of an ordinary aristocratic family, but during the plague, he could not bear to see the people of the city being killed by the imperial court, so he led all the servants in his mansion to fight against the soldiers.
Although he failed to save the people in the end, he understood the cycle of life and death. His hair turned white in an instant, and he became a monk on the spot. His body was surrounded by golden light and scriptures, and people called him the Buddha's son.
The plague also receded like the tide after the vision appeared in Bukkin.
It happened that at that time a Buddhist monk from Zhenwu Temple went to the human world to exorcise evil spirits. Upon hearing about this good opportunity, he picked up a Buddhist disciple and took him back to the mountain for free.
As for why he never took the tonsure after entering Buddhism...
Leng Mushi was crowded with Leng Tianyin and Zhu Rong by the window. They both stretched their necks to look outside and excitedly explained to Leng Mushi.
"I heard that before he realized the truth of life and death and became a monk, he had a fiancée who he had been engaged to since childhood," said Leng Tianyin.
Zhu Rong quickly interrupted, "It is said that when Fuzi led his family servants to fight against the soldiers, his fiancée was forced by her family to marry someone else. However, Fuzi couldn't forget her and said that he would not shave off his white hair until his fiancée died and entered the reincarnation cycle. Are you moved?!"
Leng Mushi's neck stiffened when she heard that. The jade hairpin that Zhu Rong had secretly worn on her head was only two fingers away from Leng Mushi's chin. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and just rolled her eyes and said, "I dare not move."
She knew that this was probably the most beautiful story circulating in the world, but whether it was true or not was debatable. Nowadays, strange things happened frequently in the world. To say that this Buddhist disciple, as a mortal, saw the suffering of the people and comprehended the truth of life and death, and became a monk, this was Leng Mu Shixin.
But to say that this Buddhist refused to become a monk because he couldn’t let go of his fiancée... that’s ridiculous. He has seen through life and death, but can’t he see through marriage
Leng Mushi guessed the reason why he didn't shave his head... Maybe he had psoriasis on his head
The fight was still going on below. Not far behind Bu Jin, a little bald man with disheveled clothes was kneeling. Leng Mushi took a sharp look and saw that the little Buddhist cultivator's belt was loose. This female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect must have lied, because her belt was torn.
And although the little Buddhist monk was muttering something, probably chanting scriptures, his eyes were moving around under his closed eyelids, his pale face was covered with sweat, and there were traces of tears in the corners of his eyes.
I'm afraid that even if I don't have time to do anything this time, it will be difficult to calm down and cut off the seven emotions and six desires and calm my mind.
No wonder Bu Jin got angry.
Seeing that Bu Jin was never going to stop, Ni Hanyan, the eldest sister of the Huanxi Sect, did not run away. Instead, her eyes became fierce and she summoned a magic weapon, which was a retractable animal bone whip.
As the whip was swung, spiritual light exploded, and it was actually able to connect to the lightning in Bu Jin's thunder array diagram, and it was wrapped in crackling lightning and blue fire, and it was whipped towards Bu Jin in a sea of fireworks.
Leng Mushi's eyes lit up when she saw the animal bone whip. What a good thing!
At this time, Leng Tianyin and Zhu Rong were chattering. Because her room was a bit off and the view of the fight was not very clear and intuitive, they pulled Leng Mushi downstairs.
Leng Mushi shook her head like a rattle. After coming here and meeting other sects, she realized that her ability was really not up to par.
Just now, Ni Hanyan was able to chat freely while being chased by the thunder array, which shows how agile she is. The beast bone whip she summoned is also no ordinary weapon. The ownerless weapon of the Huanxi Sect cultivator is so powerful. She is just a senior sister of the sect, not much different from You Zishu.
It can be seen that there are three thousand roads, and there are mountains beyond mountains.
Moreover, the thunder array diagram could cause rolling thunder and lightning when it was unfolded, but there were so many people watching. Bu Jin controlled the thunder and lightning to strike people, and except for Ni Hanyan, not even a tree was accidentally injured. This was enough to show that he had strong control and did not use his full strength.
Therefore, Leng Mushi did not intend to go close to seek death, and shook his head, "It's dangerous, you guys should not go..."
Naturally, the two of them did not listen to her advice. They met several other female practitioners at her door and ran downstairs excitedly.
Leng Mushi shook her head and sighed, continuing to watch the increasingly fierce battle below. The little Buddhist monk kneeling behind Bu Jin had opened his eyes and began to cry and beg the two men to stop fighting.
Leng Mushi was just watching it as a fireworks display, but she was also watching the weapons and their body movements. She couldn't get along with Leng Tianyin and the others, but even if she didn't go downstairs, she could still use her good eyesight acquired from eating the Thousand-Eyed Demon Eagle to see the extremely fast fight below, with almost afterimages of the moves.
Just as she was watching intently, suddenly, Ni Hanyan was hit hard on the waist and abdomen.
The golden light shone brightly in Bu Jin's palm. At this moment, someone shouted, "It's the setting sun shining on the snow!"
"A Buddhist is a Buddhist. He has already learned the secrets of Buddhism..."
Ni Hanyan flew into the air, and the animal bone whip in her hand flew out, wrapped in lightning. She swung it straight backwards, just right towards the remote second floor where Leng Mushi was.
Leng Mushi’s first reaction while standing at the window was: As expected, she should have followed Leng Tianyin and the others downstairs!
She was about to dodge, but the whip wrapped in lightning was about to collapse a corner of the inn.
And at this moment, she was suddenly hugged and pulled away from behind, and the next moment the protective barrier was extended from the two people's bodies -
Leng Mushi didn't need to look back, she knew it was Xiao Mian just by smelling the scent.
Golden light exploded outside the window beside the two people, like fireworks blooming in the sky. Leng Mushi turned her head and saw herself smiling in Xiao Mian's eyes, which were slightly widened with worry.
Leng Mushi couldn't help but think, Oh my God, his appearance can make me so happy.
What should I do
The author has something to say: Leng Mushi: Wow, so cute.