Leng Mushi read a lot of different books. Sometimes he would give one free if he bought ten. The content of the books offered by the store was varied, ranging from the ten taboos of cows in estrus to the important steps of childbirth, and even some stories about gay love.
She was well-read and knew both meat and vegetables, but as soon as she finished speaking, all the living things present gasped again.
Especially the two immortal kings themselves, they suspected that there was something wrong with their ears.
After getting started, Leng Mushi's thoughts flowed freely: "Yes!"
Leng Mushi said: "They are brothers and sisters, and they are also lovers. Think about it, beautiful sister. How can a big sect like Taichu Sect tolerate such a rebellious existence?"
"They dared not let anyone know, and only dared to be nice to each other secretly. Every time they went through training, they tried to come out together. Even their realms were similar, and no one was willing to advance first, just to be able to live as long as the other..."
Everyone was stunned, including the big demon, who was shocked speechless by this shocking love.
Even the uniform for disciples of Taichu Sect was said by Leng Mushi to be lovers' uniform. The two brothers involved began to look at each other, wondering if the other really had any ulterior motives towards them!
Leng Mushi's words were so touching that her mouth was dry. The big demon was very moved and asked, "They are so secretive, how did you know?"
Leng Mushi choked, but immediately reacted: "Actually, I ran into them one night..."
She winked at the big demon: "You know."
Two senior brothers: We don’t understand!
"Well... well," the demon said with regret, "Since you two love each other so much and it's so difficult for you, I'll let you go."
"But you can't leave," the demon said, "you have to stay here."
When Leng Mushi heard the last sentence, she actually felt a sense of relief. In fact, she had never been a person who liked to sacrifice, but she didn't want to live by stepping on others, nor did she dare to gamble with other people's lives. She couldn't afford the compensation.
She was afraid that she didn’t know how many more such situations she would encounter.
She was afraid that she would make a mistake and kill someone else, and she would never have peace in her life.
Rather than living in such fear and becoming a laughing stock and an object of disgust to others...it would be better to take a chance with herself.
She breathed a sigh of relief, smiled a little, and agreed straightforwardly: "Okay."
She agreed, but everyone else disagreed. When she was talking nonsense to delay time, they were not just standing there in a daze. Instead, they were communicating in various silent ways, transmitting messages to each other to discuss countermeasures.
At this moment, the three immortal kings rushed forward and formed an evil-slaying formation. Taking advantage of the moment when the Painted Skin Demon was distracted, they attacked the Painted Skin Demon head-on.
And her frightened sister Leng Tianyin, who had always abided by the rules since childhood and was a model of female virtue and never did anything out of line, actually picked up the sword, shouted "Ah" to support herself, and then stabbed the scarlet flesh wall.
They actually found their vital point. This was a painted skin monster with no bones. They could get out by just piercing the flesh wall.
But Leng Mushi didn't say anything. It wasn't because she was afraid of punishment, but it was useless to say anything. This painted-skin demon was not something they could deal with at all.
As expected, just as the long sword in Leng Tianyin's hand pierced through the flesh wall, the three immortal kings were slammed to the ground at the same time, and one of the senior brothers vomited blood and fainted.
This is the true power of the big monster.
Leng Mushi was extremely afraid that the monster would get angry and go back on his word, so she quickly stood up and nervously stood in front of the three people who had fallen to the ground and were unable to get up. Leng Tianyin had really cut out a ray of light from the sky, but their hope of escaping was slim.
"Let them out!" Leng Mushi said to the Painted Skin Demon, "You promised!"
"Don't you want to go out?" the Painted Skin Demon asked, "Don't you want to live anymore?"
Bullshit, only a fool would not want to live, he is forced to do so.
At least if these people get out, if she can hold out for a while, maybe she can wait for reinforcements to come and rescue her. After all, she is still a major female supporting role.
If she hadn't jumped around and interfered later, how would the love story with so many misunderstandings and so much abuse between the hero and heroine have continued
She bet that the law would not actually kill her.
Of course, she couldn't tell the demon, so Leng Mushi didn't answer. She just looked at the Painted Skin Demon and said, "You promised to let them go."
"Sister!" Leng Tianyin cut a gap large enough for someone to pass through, but the first person to call out was Leng Mushi.
The Painted Skin Demon then realized that he seemed to have been deceived. He waved his hand and knocked out the three people who were struggling on the ground, as well as Leng Tianyin who was next to the gap.
In an instant, the flesh wall closed and the entire space became quiet. Without the illumination of the sword infused with spiritual power, the space also became dim.
Leng Mushi's highly tense mind and body relaxed. She slowly knelt on the ground, supporting her body with her arms and breathing rapidly.
The sacrifice was too great. Leng Mushi sneered and shook his head with a smile.
Leng Mushi could not stand the fact that her mother was so kind-hearted that she was weak and could be bullied. Sometimes, she even hated her mother's weakness. If not, how could her father dare to treat her like that? She would not have died at such a young age and ended up with such a miserable end.
She swore that she would never be as stupid as her mother, and would never let anyone bully her, even if that made her annoying.
But Leng Mushi knelt on the ground and had to admit that her mother's influence on her was inseparable.
Those teachings she whispered softly had already silently seeped into her spine over the years and trimmed the direction of her growth. No matter how unwillingly her leaves grew against the wind, they could not reverse the stupidity that was deeply rooted in her bones.
Leng Mushi raised her hand and lightly touched the side of her face, then put her hand down with a grin, and then thought with gritted teeth that it would be best if they could get help as soon as they got out. If she really died here today, she would turn into a ghost or a puppet of the Painted Skin Demon to seek revenge on them!
At this time, the Painted Skin Demon walked out of the blood pool, holding a blood-stained red lantern made of a Painted Skin puppet in his hand, and slowly walked towards Leng Mushi.
"Do you regret it? I know you were lying to me," the Painted Skin Demon walked up to Leng Mushi, placed the lantern at her feet, bent down, and looked at her with a smile, "Those two men are not a couple at all. There is no smell of each other in their bodies."
Leng Mushi did not answer her, but looked up at the Painted Skin Demon and said casually, "You are a great demon who can control everything with illusions. Change to a clean environment. This place is so disgusting."
The main reason was that blood was corrosive and there was no place to lie down. She wanted to lie down now, but she couldn't muster any strength.
The Painted Skin Demon tilted his head slightly and looked at Leng Mushi in surprise: "Are you not afraid of me? Or are you not afraid of death?"
Leng Mushi was now trying to delay time in every way she could. She smiled and said to the Painted Skin Demon, "You are so beautiful, I am naturally not afraid of you."
Leng Mushi was telling the truth. This Painted Skin Demon was indeed beautiful. After she had grown to normal human size, she looked somewhat like her mother, with her eyebrows and eyes, soft and charming.
I just don't know if this human skin is her own.
There is no woman who doesn't like others to praise her, especially when Leng Mushi says it sincerely.
The Painted Skin Demon laughed tenderly and touched her face with her bright red nails: "You are really good at talking, just like my beloved husband, you can please others..."
As she finished speaking, her voice suddenly became sharp for some reason: "But I hate people like this now. You must die!"
Leng Mushi: This sister is too moody.
Leng Mushi was too lazy to even run. If the Painted Skin Demon really wanted to kill her, there was no way she could escape.
The Painted Skin Demon waved his hand, and Leng Mushi closed her eyes. She felt unwilling but helpless, so she just whispered, "Leave me a whole body..."
Otherwise, when I see my mother in the underworld, she would look at my mutilated body and cry for me.
But after a moment, she did not feel the expected pain of dying. Instead, the scenery around her changed rapidly. It turned out that the big demon was very good at manipulating illusions. They soon found themselves on a hillside.
The sun was shining brightly, and the soft grass was beneath her body. Leng Mushi could even smell the unique scent of mountain wormwood seeds in autumn, and feel the cool breeze blowing on her face, which alleviated the burning pain on her body and face.
Regardless of whether it was true or not, she first took a deep breath and then slowly lay down on the ground.
The Painted Skin Demon was standing beside her, wearing an apricot-yellow dress, which was carried by the mountain breeze, giving off a fragrant scent. She shielded her head from the sunlight with her hands, with a smile on her face, looking beautiful and harmless.
Leng Mushi couldn't help but think that if someone saw them now, they would definitely say that she was the evil one.
"You are really happy. You are not afraid that I will kill you." The Painted Skin Demon looked down at her. "I haven't met someone as interesting as you in many years."
She sighed, "I know you lied to me, but I still let them go. I can also not kill you, but can you chat with me for a while?"
Leng Mushi had originally collapsed on the ground like a dead fish, with a bit of a broken jar in her heart, but when she heard her say that she wouldn't kill her but was just talking to her, she suddenly sat up in shock from her dying illness and grabbed the person in front of her.
"Chat! What do you want to talk about? From ancient times to the present, from the fairy palace to the ants and insects, what are you interested in?" Leng Mushi's face was ruined, but his eyes were very clear at this moment.
"Puff!" Painted Skin Demon also sat down, next to Leng Mushi, "Why are you so interesting? You look exactly like him."
"With...who?" Leng Mushi asked.
"My unfaithful husband," the Painted Skin Demon said, "what's your name?"
Leng Mushi smiled and said, "My name is Nianci, which is the nickname my mother gave me."
"Your mother must have hoped that you would be kind-hearted, and you lived up to her expectations by sacrificing yourself for others." The Painted Skin Demon said, "My name is Fenlian."
Leng Mushi didn't like others praising her for being kind. She couldn't help feeling uncomfortable when she thought of her mother. She retorted in her heart, "I'm not being kind-hearted. I just have no choice but to ask them to go out and get help to save me."
But soon she sighed again and looked at the Painted Skin Demon, "Pink Lotus?"
Painted Skin Demon actually smiled shyly: "It doesn't sound like a good girl's name, does it? I used to be an oiran."
She looked at Leng Mushi with tenderness in her eyes, but her bright red fingertips holding Leng Mushi were growing wildly: "Would you look down on prostitutes?"
Leng Mushi: …
She pressed down her hand with her pink lotus-like nails and shook her head like a rattle, "How could it be! Women of the world are so helpless, and they are all extremely talented. They are just performing to sell their skills. How could I look down on them!"
Leng Mushi did not look down upon them. She and her friends hung out everywhere, often going to brothels disguised as men. In her eyes, prostitutes were just a group of women who were forced to do so and could not escape their fate because of their indentures.
She had inherited wealth from her family, so whenever she met someone in such a situation she would help if she could, and she would not allow her friends to humiliate the girls in the brothels. However, she could not save anyone, nor could she save the lonely women in the world.
Fen Lian looked at Leng Mushi for a long time, and really did not find any contempt in Leng Mushi's eyes. Her wildly long nails slowly retracted, and then she began to confide her thoughts to Leng Mushi, even how she became what she is now.
It is similar to what is written in other storybooks. The demons and monsters all have their own difficulties and even tragic experiences.
This Painted Skin Demon Fen Lian was not surprised. She was a famous courtesan and many dignitaries spent a fortune to see her. If she had not been deceived by men, she could have saved money while she was young and had a rich and prosperous old age when she was old.
But like all foolish women in this world, she fell in love with a witty "immortal king" who knew some superficial magic.
"You said he promised to marry you as a concubine, but later changed his mind and gave you bone-dissolving and muscle-dissolving powder, which is why you are like this?"
Leng Mushi originally listened with the mentality of dealing with her, but as she listened, she couldn't help but get angry too: "He is really worse than a beast!"
Leng Mushi cursed a little excitedly, her father was a bastard, he deceived her mother so badly, he promised to be together forever before marriage, but in the end he brought concubines into the house one after another. She really hated such a man.
Seeing that she was so excited for herself, Fenlian couldn't help but burst into tears.
She really didn't look like an evil spirit at all at this moment. Instead, she looked like a pitiful, helpless and powerless woman. She wiped her tears and said, "It really hurts. Do you know how it feels to have your internal organs corroded into blood bit by bit? I really can't accept this. I hate it so much!"
Leng Mushi didn't know what it felt like to have one's internal organs corroded into blood, but she did know what it felt like to have one's skin corroded. But now, comparing them, Fen Lian was still more miserable, so Leng Mushi reached out and patted her shoulder.
Fen Lian leaned on her shoulder and whispered in her ear: "But you don't have to be too angry. I have been looking for him for a long time, and finally found him, and also got my revenge!"
Leng Mushi didn't say anything, she thought of Fenlian's painted-skin demon puppets again, they must be the ones she killed... Alas, no matter how pitiful they are, humans and demons are on different paths.
"But he had already suffered retribution before I went there," Fen Lian said, "hundreds of his enemies went there and killed everyone in his house. When I went there, the murderers were forcing him to reveal some secret treasure."
"He refused to speak and was tortured beyond recognition. I couldn't let him die because he had to die in my hands."
Fenlian said: "I devoured those murderers and killed him."
Her tears slowly turned into tears of blood. "But I have become like this too. I can't live anymore. I..."
"Haven't you killed anyone else except those murderers and that man?" Leng Mushi suddenly asked.
Tears stuck in Fenlian's eyes. She was stunned for a moment and said, "I devoured those people, and then I was in a daze for a while. When I woke up, I ran into you. I saw three immortal kings. Humph, the immortal kings were hypocritical, and none of them were good people! I transformed into an inn to lure you into a trap, and you really fell for it, hahahaha."
Leng Mushi looked at her crying and laughing, and suddenly said: "Don't you think that you are better off like this?"
"What?" Fenlian looked at her in confusion.
Leng Mushi said: "The people you devoured are all murderers, and you killed your enemies. Even the cultivation world doesn't care about those who are being sought after for evil. As long as you don't hurt anyone again, no one will have a reason to kill you. And you are so powerful... Why can't you let it go?"
"I..." Fen Lian moved her lips, not understanding what Leng Mushi said.
Leng Mushi grabbed her arm and slapped it hard, breaking it apart and analyzing it for her: "Look, you are a great demon now, and you have killed your enemies. Why do you have to be stuck in the past? Why not look towards a better future?"
"The scumbag bastard got his comeuppance, but he's not the only man in the world, and naturally not all of them are bastards. Wouldn't it be better for you to find a better one?!"
Fan Lian was suddenly enlightened. Leng Mushi said, "Besides, think about it. You are so powerful. If you can't find one, you can always look for another. Anyway, demons have a long lifespan. There is no brothel madam who can restrain you. You should be careful and don't do evil. If you don't have any bad karma, you can roam freely in the world. Maybe one day you will suddenly realize and ascend to heaven. There are examples of demons ascending to heaven in this world..."
Seeing her moved expression, Leng Mushi tried even harder to persuade her for the sake of her own life.
"You've done everything you could do as an oiran, so why can't you figure out how to change a man?"
Fen Lian stared with her eyes wide open and her mouth wide open, but the sorrow in her eyes was gradually replaced by the same clarity as Leng Mushi's.
"Besides, from what you said, I know the one you found is a fake immortal. Real immortals are all beautiful and well-behaved, with strong physical strength, and can have sex seven times a night. A cultivator must first cultivate his mind. Even if there are occasional ones with a wrong mind, they will not go far and will go astray..."
"Ah!" Fen Lian hugged Leng Mushi tightly, "Ah!"
Fen Lian kept screaming “ah ah”, and Leng Mushi thought that what she was holding was not a big monster, but a big goose.
After a while, Fen Lian finally stopped screaming. She was so excited that tears came down her face. She clapped Leng Mushi's hand and said, "You're right! You're right! Find me one!"
Leng Mushi: ...Ah?!