"Mom and Dad, don't worry. Tianyin just had her magic bone extracted by the immortal, and is temporarily unable to walk. The fifth elder of Taichu Mountain, Tianxuzi, has promised that he can cure her. Isn't he the living ancestor of our family? He likes Tianyin so much, so he will definitely be able to cure her."
Leng Mushi said to her worried parents, "Besides, didn't the Fifth Elder send three disciples to pick up Tianyin and me?"
In front of Leng Mushi, a beautiful and gentle woman was nestled in the arms of a tall man, her eyes were like smoke, her posture was graceful, and between her eyebrows was a pool of deep and indissoluble tenderness, which was something Leng Mushi had been attached to so much when she was a human in her previous life.
Now it was back in her hands.
Leng Mushi pouted and said, "Mom and Dad, don't you worry about me? The stone for testing spiritual roots sent by the Fifth Elder shows that I have mixed spiritual roots, while sister Tianyin has pure water spiritual roots. If things go wrong after the entrance test, no one will accept me as a disciple, and I will have to go to the outer gate to sweep the floor."
"Sister, that won't happen. Since the Fifth Elder has sent someone to pick us up, he will accept us all as his disciples."
So the couple began to comfort their eldest daughter again. Leng Tianyin also followed his parents to comfort Leng Mushi. In the room with flickering candlelight, the family of four lived in harmony and happiness.
August is the end of the hot summer, and the nights are a little chilly as autumn is about to come. The courtyard is very magnificent. Now there are laughter and joy inside the main house, and outside the door the autumn cicadas are screaming at the top of their lungs, singing in this last short life.
The male owner of this family was once possessed by a demon. Under the influence of the demon, he kept a mistress and had affairs with prostitutes, and also gave birth to a child with demon bones. Fortunately, an immortal from Taichu Mountain gave him medicine in his early years, which enabled him to regain consciousness.
Now the concubine's wife has remarried, the prostitute has disappeared, the male owner has been forgiven by the mistress and has returned to his happy family. His wife is gentle and understanding, and has accepted the concubine's child. She never gave up on him during the years when he was possessed by the devil. Their family of four can live so happily again.
On the second day, Leng Mushi took Leng Tianyin, who was now unable to stand, on the carriage that Taichu Mountain came to pick them up. Not long after they got on the carriage and left the city with their parents' farewell, a group of people suddenly chased the carriage from behind.
The carriage stopped and Leng Mushi was called to talk in the woods.
The young master who brought his servants was named Ji Jing. He had eyes and eyebrows so gorgeous that they were almost vulgar. Even when he was not sitting on a tall horse, he liked to look people in the face without looking them in the eye.
But he didn't look down on Leng Mushi. He just looked sullen and said in a bluffing manner: "You're leaving like this? We once agreed to roam around Fengyang City together and fight for the poor. Why are you breaking your promise!"
Leng Mushi smiled as she looked at the young man in front of her who was only half a head taller than her, and apologized, "Ji Jing, I have to go to Taichu Mountain and can't accompany you, but from now on, Fengyang City is yours."
The young man took a step forward, as if he was about to say something, but he had been spoiled too much since he was a child, and there were many times when he said things that were not what he meant. Now looking at his former playboy friend, he didn't know how to say what had been hidden in his heart for a long time.
He said with his mouth but not his heart: "Then you must take good care of sister Tianyin, she is my sweetheart!"
Leng Mushi nodded, "Don't worry, I will take good care of her."
Ji Jing pursed her red lips, and after a moment she said: "I heard that your spiritual roots are very mixed! If you can't make it in the immortal sect, come back! I..." I will marry you.
But the rest of the words couldn't be said, Leng Mushi immediately changed the subject, "Don't worry, I won't come back even if I sweep the floor, I have a lover too."
"Who is it!" Ji Jing asked anxiously, not caring about whether Leng Mushi would notice anything.
Leng Mushi looked at the young immortal who was brushing the horse's back with a brush beside the carriage and said, "That's Xiao Mian. He is the favorite disciple of the fifth elder of Taichu Mountain. He is talented and handsome."
Ji Jing looked at Xiao Mian, who also turned his head slightly towards him at this time. He didn't hear it on purpose, but cultivators have sharp five senses, and Leng Mushi's voice was indeed loud.
However, he did not show any surprise, his face remained solemn. He just tilted his head slightly and quickly turned back.
But just one tilt of his head was enough to amaze people. The mountain breeze blew up the life belt on his head and the pure white robe on his body, showing his jade-like and immortal figure, untouched by the mundane world.
Ji Jing's appearance had been praised since he was a child, but at this moment, he had to admit with a pale face that he could not compare with this immortal king.
His pride and self-esteem did not allow him to bow his head, and the secret longing in his heart prevented him from walking away in a carefree manner, so he took a slight step and then stood still, speaking even more ruthlessly, "It's just a facade, and you've only met once!"
"How do you know that you are not seduced by his appearance? Do you understand him? What if he is a bad guy with a sanctimonious appearance? Not all immortals are good. You are simple-minded and cannot be so easily..."
“Hahahahahahahaha…” Leng Mushi was suddenly amused by Ji Jing. She laughed so hard that her body shook. It was as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.
She raised her hand and pressed it down, saying to Ji Jing: "No, there is no one better than him. Maybe I am the bad guy who is hypocritical..."
Ji Jing and Leng Mushi grew up together. Ji Jing had never seen her laugh so happily, nor had he ever seen her so eager to like someone just by meeting him once.
He felt sore and painful in his heart, and even lost his pride as a young master. He looked at Xiao Mian again and asked in a lost tone: "Do you like him so much? Why... He just looks good..."
Leng Mushi restrained her smile, but her eyes were still curved, like a cunning little fox. She said, "Yes, I like it very much."
"He is my human world," Leng Mushi looked at Xiao Mian, keenly noticing the reddening of Xiao Mian's ears, then turned to Ji Jing and blinked, saying, "He is also my paradise."
Ji Jing almost lost his expression on the spot. He chuckled and said disdainfully, "What paradise on earth? You've also learned those sour words. I won't say anything more to you. Go ahead if you want to!"
As he said this, he turned around and strode towards his horse, but he couldn't help but shed tears as he climbed onto the horse. The servant saw this and was so frightened that he almost fell off the horse, but the young man bit his lip stubbornly and never looked back to let anyone see his embarrassment.
Leng Mushi stood there and watched him ride away with his servants, and sighed softly: "You will have a good wife in this life who will live in harmony with you..."
She turned around and went back to the carriage, passing by Xiao Mian, who was still brushing the horse. Yi Tu and Xing Zhou were talking and smiling not far behind the carriage. When Leng Mushi was about to lift the curtain and get in, she suddenly stopped.
She turned around and looked at Xiao Mian, her eyebrows were curved, her lips were red and her teeth were white when she smiled, and her hair was full of jingling pearls and jade. She was dressed just like any young lady from a wealthy family in the world, and she had dressed up especially carefully today.
She trembled her hair and asked Xiao Mian, "Brother Xiao, did you hear that?"
Xiao Mian's arm trembled, and he looked up at Leng Mushi, who said, "Don't get me wrong."
Xiao Mian relaxed a little after hearing that. Even a blind man could see that the young master liked Leng Mushi. Leng Mushi must be trying to become an immortal, so she used herself as a shield to stop him from holding out hope.
Leng Mushi jumped onto the carriage and suddenly opened the window, just in time to catch Xiao Mian who was heading towards the back of the carriage to call Xingzhou Yitu. Her fingertips were almost about to grab Xiao Mian, but stopped just before touching him.
She couldn't bear to let go too quickly, so she just looked at Xiao Mian with affection and said infatuatedly: "Don't get me wrong, every word I said... is true, and the heaven and earth are my witnesses."
Xiao Mian's expression did not change, but the heat rose uncontrollably to his face. He blushed and moved his lips slightly as he looked at Leng Mushi, but he didn't know how to deal with the situation.
Leng Mushi leaned against the carriage window, her eyes slowly drawing over his features and his embarrassment. When Xiao Mian hurriedly turned around and left, she withdrew her gaze contentedly and closed the carriage window.
Leng Tianyin had been lying in the carriage. She could not sit for a long time on her own now, but she did not feel sorry for herself at all, because she was really happy. She didn't know why she always had the illusion that this happiness was stolen by her.
When she was young, her elder sister clearly never liked her, but suddenly one day, she accepted her. Her mother also forgave her mother and even accepted her, loving and pampering her like her own child.
Therefore, Leng Tianyin was reluctant to say anything hurtful to Leng Mushi, and vowed to protect her for the rest of his life just as she protected himself.
But she still said to Leng Mushi: "Brother Ji Jing doesn't like me."
"I know." Leng Mushi continued, poured herself a glass of water, and handed another glass to Leng Tianyin.
After Leng Tianyin finished drinking, he said, "He... likes you."
"I know." Leng Mushi answered vaguely while drinking her second glass of water.
"Sister knows everything, then why..." Leng Tianyin said, tears welling up in her eyes, "Sister and Brother Ji Jing have been childhood sweethearts. If I hadn't dragged you down with me to the mountain for treatment, we wouldn't have to say goodbye. You might have been engaged by the end of the year."
Leng Mushi put down the cup, pointed at Leng Tianyin and said, "Put your golden beans back. I didn't go up the mountain for you. I went up the mountain for my little lover."
She deliberately made the novel sound like Xiao Mian, who was preparing to drive on his way outside, almost fell under the car.
"You really like Xiao..."
"You are not allowed to call him Brother Xiao," Leng Mushi said again, "Call him Senior Brother."
"Oh, but I haven't entered the inner gate yet,"
Leng Mushi glanced at her, Leng Tianyin stuck out her tongue and agreed obediently.
Soon, all of their faces were filled with the gossipy expressions that little girls would have when they heard that the other person had a lover.
Leng Mushi said: "He is mine."
Xiao Mian, who had suddenly become someone else, sat on the shaft of the carriage with a strange expression. The carriage started moving quickly. Leng Mushi was quiet for a while, then sat next to the carriage again, lifted the curtain and looked at Xiao Mian from a close distance.
The skin on the back of Xiao Mian's neck tightened when he was looked at by her, but he was not good at dealing with this kind of thing. There were female cultivators in the sect who liked him, but they would only shyly give him gifts or something. When had he ever met such a presumptuous person
Leng Mushi treated him as a piece of scenery all the way, and when they set up camp in the mountains at night, Xiao Mian was completely stiff.
The bonfire was lit, and Leng Tianyin was carried out of the car by Leng Mushi to warm themselves by the fire and eat something.
She didn't need anyone's help. Although she was very thin, she hugged Leng Tianyin as if she was holding a piece of paper. She threw her to the fire and followed Xiao Mian into the forest.
After leaving Leng Mushi's sight, Xiao Mian's tense nerves finally relaxed a lot. He finished relieving himself on the hillside and was about to walk back when he ran into Leng Mushi who was following him.
"Brother Xiao, I have something to tell you." Leng Mushi pretended to be a shy girl and kicked the weeds at her feet, her fox eyes full of affection.
After she finished speaking, she looked at Xiao Mian, waiting for him to feel embarrassed and helpless, but Xiao Mian did not react as she expected. He ran away.
He was really frightened by Leng Mushi's nymphomaniac behavior that day. It was pitch black at night, and they were alone... He didn't know why he, a cultivator, was afraid of her, but his feet just ran uncontrollably.
He didn't use any spiritual power when he ran, he was just running. Leng Mushi chased him as if it was a game, but he had to pretend that he couldn't catch up and kept calling out to him from behind.
"Brother Xiao, please wait for me..."
"Brother Xiao, why are you running away..."
To Xiao Mian, the sound was like a ghost demanding his life. He became more and more panicked and at a loss as to where to go. He didn't know why, but it seemed that he couldn't use his spiritual power at all.
Xiao Mian felt that he was frightened, which was why he was like that. He was spinning in circles and couldn't tell where he was. Then he tripped over a tree root and Leng Mushi grabbed his belt.
With a "swish" sound, the belt broke. Leng Mushi grabbed Xiao Mian's waist belt and looked at his scattered robe and his confused and ashamed expression again, and smiled like the Black Mountain Demon in the storybook.
At this time, Xiao Mian tried to snatch the waist belt from Leng Mushi's hand. There was a jade buckle on it which was very important to him, but this time it was Leng Mushi who turned around and ran away.
Then everything happened so naturally, as if it happened again yesterday. Leng Mushi retreated to the edge of the hillside and rolled down the hillside with Xiao Mian.
When Xiao Mian got up, he realized where he had fallen. His whole body was burning red.
Leng Mushi stood up, shook off the water stains on her hands, and approached Xiao Mian and said, "I've only heard that puppies mark their territory to pee, but... am I considered to be included in Brother Xiao's territory and become Brother Xiao's person?"
The author has something to say: Leng Mushi: If only life could be like our first meeting.