Xiao Mian's face turned red like a piece of charcoal emitting black smoke in the wind. He raised his hand to hit Leng Mushi on the back of the neck and knock her unconscious.
Leng Mushi held up her belt and said to him, "This jade buckle on your belt looks very familiar to me. Where did you get it, Brother Xiao?"
Xiao Mian paused, and asked nervously, "Where have you seen him before?!"
Leng Mushi squinted at him, not caring about the dirt on her body, and simply leaned against the hillside behind her, groping for the jade button in her hand and said, "Well, let me think, it seems like when I was a child..."
Xiao Mian moved closer to her, and the cleaning technique lit up at his fingertips, cleaning the bodies of both of them.
"Where is it?" Xiao Mian cleaned up for her and couldn't help but urge her again, but his urgency was a little more restrained than before.
Leng Mushi touched the jade button and hummed for a long time, deliberately not saying what she was thinking of. She lowered her head and glanced at the broken jade button, remembering the last time Xiao Mian gave her this jade button as a token of love.
At that time, Xiao Mian wanted to tell her how precious this jade button was. It was given to him by a kind-hearted person who fed him food and water when he was young and dying.
But in the end, Xiao Mian did not explain, but Leng Mushi knew all along that this "kind-hearted person" was not kind-hearted. It was just that he had died of love in the first three memories, and in the fourth memory, she specifically fed him spiritual spring water when he was on the verge of death after he was possessed by the demon.
Xiao Mian's water spiritual root also came from here, but it was just to allow his consciousness to last longer and not be taken over by the demon too early.
When going back to this life, Leng Mushi chose the time when she fed him the spiritual spring water, but this time Xiao Mian was not possessed by the demon, nor did he lose his childhood memories.
His water spirit roots are purer than before, his talent is higher, and he has three souls and seven spirits. He is now a true and extremely gifted young immortal.
Just like Leng Mushi thought, he was still obsessed with the favor of feeding her water. Even when he was dragged down the hillside by her in such a chaotic manner, he was still willing to endure such an impolite lunatic just to hear her "maybe he knows".
Leng Mushi could have used the excuse of returning the favor to tell Xiao Mian that this was lost when she was a child. She knew Xiao Mian's character too well, and he was too easy to manipulate.
But as she touched the jade button and watched him straighten his appearance, tie up his scattered robes with branches, and then stand up and politely pull her, she felt that the script of repaying a favor by taking advantage of it was too boring.
So after being pulled up by Xiao Mian, Leng Mushi said, "Actually, I lied to you. I have never seen this jade button. I just wanted to say a few more words to you."
Leng Mushi's smile really didn't seem like a good one, and the meaning of playfulness was too obvious. Even though Xiao Mian had a good temper, he couldn't help but frown.
He turned around and was about to leave, but Leng Mushi suddenly cried out "Ouch" and broke her ankle.
Then, with a sweaty and pale face, she shouted to Xiao Mian, who had already bypassed the hillside and was walking up, "Brother Xiao, my leg seems to be broken, and it's twisted in a strange place. Are you going to leave me here?"
Leng Mushi looked at Xiao Mian pitifully as he quickly disappeared down the hillside and sighed slightly.
She talked to herself, "You were the one who told me not to be self-righteous, that I was good, and that you would like me no matter what I said..."
Leng Mushi stood in the forest on an autumn night. The cold wind blew past, causing a bunch of small bumps on her body.
She is now a mortal body, able to feel hot and cold, recognize the five senses, and experience the seven emotions. Even because she has accepted the darkest side of this world, she has become impulsive and irritable, and when others suffer, she will uncontrollably absorb the pain and despair as food.
She is no longer "pure".
She is now the same as everything in this world. Good and evil coexist in her body. She can even... get sick and feel pain.
Although it's not very obvious.
Leng Mushi looked at her broken ankle, squatted down and sat down again. She was about to twist her foot back, but suddenly stopped and heard footsteps.
Leng Mushi turned around and saw Xiao Mian coming back, walking down the hillside with a sullen face and heading towards her.
Leng Mushi smiled sincerely, her heart overwhelmed by the emotion called joy.
Four times, he died tragically four times for her. When he died, Leng Mushi had already let him know everything through the soul thread, including the first three times, but he was still willing to die for her, willing to say that he loved her, loved her no matter who she looked like, when he completely disappeared from the world.
Leng Mushi was born from heaven and earth and gives back to heaven and earth. She loves the common people, and her good and evil are also given to her by the common people.
The reason why she coexists with the devil is that the world has been divided into good and evil since the beginning of chaos. She always wants to strip away and suppress the evil side and give the world the best, but it backfires.
But no one ever said that they loved her in all her forms.
He had seen her ugly side as a demon, and even had his soul melted away four times because of that side of her, leaving only his consciousness lingering on.
Leng Mushi could never forget his last look. It was painful, but that pain was for her.
Even in that situation, his eyes were still full of heartache when he looked at her.
He dug out the Heavenly Demon Pill, which was equivalent to digging out her heart with his own hands. He held her heart in his hands, and felt sorry for her when everyone hated her ugly side, and even her kind but not merciful and beautiful side.
If she hadn't seen the pain in his eyes, Leng Mushi would have even forgotten that she was feeling pain too.
Everyone in the world loves beauty and luck, and only knows that the Emperor of Heaven should be pure, kind, and beautiful, caring about the world. But who will love her darkness and sinisterness
Who would have known that the original source of her darkness and evil was not herself, but the people she loved? She transformed into a human because she wanted to experience the sufferings of the people firsthand, but in the end she only helped the devil, which was not what she wanted.
But how can it not hurt if you kill yourself
Leng Mushi watched Xiao Mian come over, watched him squat down to check her feet, used his spiritual power to heal her, then squatted down with his back to her and said, "I'll carry you back to the carriage, don't make a fuss."
Leng Mushi pursed her lips and stretched out her hand to him, then she lay on Xiao Mian's back and really became quiet and silent.
But Xiao Mian hadn't taken a few steps when he felt something warm sliding into his clothes. He paused and whispered, "Does it hurt? Don't cry. I brought healing pills that mortals can take. I'll give them to you when we get to the carriage. Senior Brother Xingzhou has been in Fangcao Palace for a while. Let him treat your ankle."
As he spoke, he quickened his pace, but Leng Mushi tightened her arms on his back. The stars in the sky were replaced by muffled thunder, and an unexpected downpour poured down. Yi Tu Xingzhou beside the campfire put up a barrier to shelter from the rain, and Xiao Mian also put it up and walked faster.
Leng Mushi suddenly said, "My hairpin fell off."
Xiao Mian had to stop and asked, "Where did it fall?"
He put Leng Mushi down and opened a barrier for her by the tree. He was about to turn back, but Leng Mushi suddenly hugged him from the front as he was getting up, sobbing and asking, "Do you still like me like this?"
Will you still love me in this life
Leng Mushi could easily awaken Xiao Mian's memory, but she didn't want to. She just wanted to know whether Xiao Mian would still love her who was not "pure" enough in this life as he said.
Xiao Mian reached out to push Leng Mushi's shoulder, but felt her trembling and tears. For some reason, he hesitated, and his heart began to hurt as if it was being torn apart.
It hurt as if a pair of hands were digging his heart out alive.
He hugged Leng Mushi back uncontrollably and reached out to wipe the tears from her face.
Then he realized what he was doing and froze.
Even his rain-shielding barrier was dispersed by the shock, and both of them were drenched in the heavy rain in an instant. Xiao Mian even kept touching her face with his knuckles.
"Okay," Leng Mushi smiled again with her eyes curved, brushing away the long hair that was wet and stuck to her face, "It seems like you like it."
Xiao Mian stood up suddenly, took several steps back, and leaned against a tree in shock, looking at Leng Mushi with a serious face. He put his hand that was touching her face behind his back, stared at her sitting in the rain, but smiling, and thought seriously, did she cast an illusion on him
But Xiao Mian didn't feel anything unusual about her. Her ankle was twisted and it must be painful, so her eyes were slightly red. She was crying just now, but now it seemed hard to tell whether the tears on her face were from rain.
The autumn rain was cold; it came and went quickly. Xiao Mian looked at Leng Mushi and for a moment he felt that she seemed to have merged with the tree trunks and even the forest behind her, as if these forests, this rain curtain, this world were originally a part of her, and would disappear in the blink of an eye if he distracted her.
But she was sitting there so bright and lively, smiling at him, why did he have the urge to hug her tightly
Xiao Mian didn't understand his own feelings, so he leaned his back straight against the tree and stared at Leng Mushi warily.
Leng Mushi sat there leisurely. The rain had stopped, but the raindrops on the leaves in the forest were still dripping.
The back of Xiao Mian's neck was chilled by the dripping rain. He was sure that he was not bewitched, but every time his eyes fell on Leng Mushi, he would be burned by her brightness.
She is so beautiful.
Xiao Mian realized what he was thinking, and the wet hair on his head almost exploded.
But he was not shocked for long. He quickly used his spiritual power to calm his mind and returned to Leng Mushi's side. "Can you stop looking for the hairpin?"
He actually still remembered the hairpin.
Leng Mushi nodded, "Okay."
Xiao Mian carried her on his back again, but this time the atmosphere was completely different. Leng Mushi was smiling this time, but Xiao Mian couldn't calm down no matter what.
The wet outer clothes made it easy for the body temperature of the two people to be transferred to each other through the robes. Xiao Mian had never exchanged body temperature with anyone so closely before. He performed the cleaning technique as he walked, clearing away the wetness and mess of the two people.
But the two soft and warm masses like mountains pressing on his back made his spine numb, and he could not hold her legs tightly with his arms.
Xiao Mian brought Leng Mushi back to the campfire in agony. Leng Mushi's ankle was twisted by Xingzhou. Xiao Mian gave her some medicine. After Leng Mushi took it, she started chatting and laughing with Yi Tu and the others.
"I wanted to relieve myself, but I accidentally fell into a tree pit," Leng Mushi said, "Brother Xiao happened to find me and saved me..."
A few of them were chatting and roasting sweet potatoes over the fire. Xiao Mian didn't come over because he didn't dare to. He was afraid that he would lose control again for no apparent reason.
He sat on the shaft of the cart, staring at the back of Leng Mushi's head as if he could see a flower, using the dark night to cover up his own gaze.
As the saying goes, you dream about what you think about during the day. Although Xiao Mian's cultivation level is not very high now, he does not need to sleep for several hours like ordinary people.
He could recover his energy in an hour, but during this hour when he sat leaning against the carriage, his dreams were filled with those red, wet eyes.
All of them were Leng Mushi's appearance of almost blending into the mountains, forests and the earth. He kept chasing her in his dream, but could not catch her. He was as tired as a dead dog that ran eight hundred miles in the night.
They set out on the road the next day. The air was fresh in the morning after the rain. Leng Mushi stood by the car and watched Xiao Mian bring back some wild fruits with his sleeves.
He first gave some to Leng Tianyin across the carriage, and then, under Leng Mushi's gaze, he turned his ankle and passed her without giving it to her!
Leng Mushi: “…” Is this rejecting her? !
But it was soon confirmed that it was not the case, because Xiao Mian came back after a while, scratching his head and walking around for several times, with a serious expression on his face, as if he was not delivering fruit to people, but visiting a grave.
He handed the remaining fruits to Leng Mushi in the same way as he scattered paper money on the grave.
"Eat." He said briefly.
Leng Mushi took it with a smile and said sweetly, "Thank you, Brother Xiao."
Before she raised her hand holding the fruit, Xiao Mian suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
Leng Mushi: "Hmm?"
Xiao Mian immediately let go and ran away as if his butt was on fire.
He didn't know why he was running, nor what he was doing, but he had a very clear idea in his mind -
Catch it, it’s not a dream.
The author has something to say: Leng Mushi: ... There is something wrong with you.
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