Washed clothes are hung on string lines to dry, swaying in the warm summer breeze.
In the narrow and dilapidated wild temple, Ku Sheng's body was covered with freshly branded bright red rune seals. He sat on a broken cushion with his upper body naked and his hair disheveled.
When Luo Yujing saw Taoist Master Yan Tong finishing the seal and packing up his things, she walked over, squatted down beside Ku Sheng, hugged her knees, and looked at him quietly.
"Does this seal hurt?"
Kusheng said, "Go away, I have no clothes on."
Luo Yujing: "... Are you still not happy that I washed your clothes? I haven't let you take a shower yet."
Kusheng had a complicated expression on his face. He emphasized: "I am a zombie."
Luo Yujing: "What's wrong with zombies? Are zombies so great? Can zombies not take a shower? Although you smell good and don't have any sweat, I do have sweat, and it rubs off on you every day when I lie on you..."
"Bang!" Taoist Yan Tong, who was listening nearby, threw his bag to the ground.
Seeing that the uncle and the girl were looking at him at the same time, Taoist Yan Tong laughed dryly: "Haha, I'm old, my hands can't hold things steadily, and my eyesight is not good either."
It was indeed because of my poor eyesight that I didn't realize that my master and this girl had this kind of relationship. No wonder my master didn't want to tell me about the question of his apprenticeship when I asked him about it. He probably felt that it was not appropriate to talk about such private matters of the elders with his nephew who was much older than him.
"Now that the seal has been repaired, I will not disturb you any more. I will leave now. Goodbye! Goodbye!" Taoist Master Yan Tong had no experience in this matter and did not dare to stay any longer. He came and left in a hurry.
By the time Luo Yujing realized that he seemed to have misunderstood something, the person had already left for a while.
After the new seal was replaced, it seemed no different from before, except that Luo Yujing was often carried by Ku Sheng, so she could get close to him and found that the strange and faint fragrance she smelled on him before could basically no longer be smelled.
It turns out that this seal is used to seal body odor
Kusheng doesn't like summer because the sun is the hottest in summer. As a zombie, he is not afraid of the scorching sun, but he hates it. Therefore, when the weather gets hot, they gradually develop the habit of hiding during the day and going out at night.
When the sun was at its highest and hottest during the day, the two found a place to rest.
Under the shade of the tree, beside the pool of bluestone, Luo Yujing rolled up her sleeves and scooped up water to wash her face. After washing away the hot sweat on her body, she took out her handkerchief and wiped the sword of extermination thoroughly. Then, it was Kusheng's turn.
Kusheng also sat under the shade of the tree. The bluestone was covered with a thick layer of moss, which made it quite comfortable to sit on. Seeing Luo Yujing coming over with a wet handkerchief, he turned around and muttered, "Damn it! Why are you wiping it again!"
Luo Yujing: "Just wipe your face and neck. Didn't I hug your neck before? It must be stained with my sweat."
She tried her best to lift up Kusheng's head, put the handkerchief over his face and rubbed it, saying, "It's all right, it will be all right soon!"
There was a red rune with the word "Chi" on Ku Sheng's neck, as well as stitches hidden underneath the rune. Half of it was hidden under the collar and could not be seen without a close look. However, when Luo Yujing half-forced him to wipe his neck, it was clearly visible.
His head seemed to be sewn on... If she strangled his neck with a little force, wouldn't the thread break and his neck fall off
"It won't fall off, no need to be so careful." Kusheng said.
As Luo Yujing was wiping, she noticed that he frowned, so she raised her handkerchief and wiped his forehead and brows, then moved to his hair, wiping all of his messy hair back.
Kusheng yelled, "You haven't finished wiping it yet! You've already wiped it!"
Every time he wiped it, it was like this. But, apart from shouting, he would not resist in any other way. Luo Yujing really didn't understand why he resisted.
Early morning and evening are when they are on the road.
On some country roads, you can often see two people like this. A man carrying a box and a bag of miscellaneous items, walking briskly, and a woman holding a sword, with light steps. The two chased each other, like two butterflies sucking dew in the early morning, fluttering in the grass, and then disappearing.
Sometimes at dusk, when the light becomes dim, the woman will hold a lantern in her hand to illuminate the ground. The lantern does not flicker at all, and ordinary people think it is strange and stay away from it.
Luo Yujing has developed the ability to sleep on Ku Sheng's back. Whenever she feels tired, she can rest by climbing onto the rattan chair behind Ku Sheng. Now, she only lights the incense to dispel nightmares when she goes to sleep.
She looked fine during the day and getting better and better. Only the nightmares that continued at night gave people a glimpse of the pain she was experiencing as she struggled to climb out of the quagmire.
After falling asleep, if she was on Kusheng's back, she would unconsciously lean her head on his shoulders and neck. Kusheng was walking on a bumpy road, and felt her hair and forehead rubbing against his neck. He reached out and pressed it, feeling the cold sweat on her forehead, and lit a stick of incense for her to calm her soul.
The action of fixing her body will continue until I realize that she is about to wake up.
Kusheng took back his hand that was supporting her head. After a while, Luo Yujing woke up, jumped off him, and walked beside him. Kusheng slowed down his pace so that she would not fall behind.
If you want Kusheng to travel at noon when the sun is at its hottest, he will be able to sense the evil spirit.
Luo Yujing was taking a nap at noon when she felt a chill on her cheek. She opened her eyes dazedly and heard Kusheng say, "There is a ghost smell nearby, get up quickly."
Hearing the word "evil ghost", Luo Yujing climbed up from the tree root covered with thick moss and followed Kusheng forward. She was still a little unconscious, and Kusheng saw her like this, grabbed her hand and ran with her.
"Hmm!" Luo Yujing was pulled by him to run, her feet stepping on the road surface that was hot from the sun.
Naturally, she was no match for Ku Sheng. After running for a distance, she was sweating profusely. Ku Sheng glanced at her and casually picked up a lotus leaf from the lotus pond by the roadside.
Luo Yujing cried out, "Damn it!" as the lotus leaves hit her head. She picked up the lotus leaves and covered her head with them, at least to get some coolness.
Kusheng suddenly stopped and pulled back Luo Yujing who was unable to stop.
"This evil spirit is moving and changing direction, this way!"
He ran to the right, and Luo Yujing staggered again and almost fell. She shouted to stop, grabbed Kusheng, and jumped up by his shoulder, and Kusheng hugged her.
Luo Yujing said: "This is faster."
Kusheng carried her and ran forward, and his speed was indeed faster, but he said in a somewhat tangled tone: "If you do this, your sweat will get on me. Are you going to make me change clothes and wipe it off?"
After hearing this, Luo Yujing, who was originally just leaning against him, grabbed his neck and pressed her whole body against him.
Kusheng noticed her deliberate action and said, "Damn it!"
Luo Yujing glared at him: "You are the abominable one!"
The smell of evil spirits lingered in an old house. Kusheng climbed over the wall and saw that many houses inside had not been repaired for a long time, with grass growing on the eaves and paint peeling off the doors and windows.
A ghost in red jumped out from the window and laughed grimly at the two of them.
Kusheng threw Luo Yujing aside and took out the sword from her arms and threw it out: "Go!"
Luo Yujing stood firmly on the railing and saw that the evil ghost's body turned into black mist. A small piece of black mist was pierced by the Sword of Zhuxie and pierced into the wooden pillar. The evil ghost let out a sharp scream, broke free from the small piece of black mist, turned around and went to the next yard.
The evil ghost had no mind, like a wild beast controlled by extreme desire, and the only instinct it had was to seek good and avoid evil. Sensing the power of the Sword of Evil Slaying, and sensing that the person coming was not a good person, it immediately wanted to escape.
"The Sword to Kill Evil!" At the same time that Luo Yujing summoned the Sword to Kill Evil, Kusheng picked her up and chased after the evil ghost.
This evil ghost was quite powerful. It dodged Ku Sheng's attacks several times. After just a few attacks, the evil ghost shrank in size and finally hid in the backyard.
There is a well in the backyard.
Kusheng: “…”
Luo Yujing: "Hiding in the well?"
A well is a special place, because it is connected to the underground, and the well itself is a yin place, and there is yin water gathering there. It is dark and damp and never sees the sun all year round, which easily attracts foul air. Especially in this kind of old well in an old house, when the evil spirits flee, they are in a panic and have no choice but to hide in the well to conceal their breath.
Kusheng put Luo Yujing down and stared at the well mouth impatiently: "Wait and see how long he can hide!"
Luo Yujing weighed the sword. Kusheng wanted to kill evil spirits, as long as they were killed with the sword, it would count. But he was afraid of the well, so he decided to let her do it for him.
She passed Kusheng with the sword in hand, and her movements were much faster than before. Kusheng tried to stop her but failed. He could only watch her climb into the well with the sword in hand.
"Damn it! Didn't I tell you not to be impulsive?" Kusheng shouted, standing far away from the wellhead.
Luo Yujing's voice came from the well: "I'm not impulsive. I've done this before. I'm not afraid of evil spirits."
"Things are different now, come back to me!" Kusheng grabbed his hair and really wanted to lose his temper.
Seeing that Luo Yujing didn't answer, Kusheng took two steps forward and shouted again: "You come up first!"
Suddenly there were noises in the well, sounds like swords scratching against stones, someone stepping through shallow water, talismans burning, and evil spirits screaming... Kusheng frowned to distinguish them, and also smelled a scent of blood.
He walked forward a few more steps, but looking at the wellhead made of large stones, his eyes were filled with misty ink, and he could not move forward any further.
Suddenly, Luo Yujing emerged from the well, lying at the mouth of the well with the Zhuxie Sword in his hand.
"Okay, it's solved." She said, revealing her other hand covered in blood.
She walked up to Kusheng, plugged her ears, and said, "Just say whatever you want to say. I'm plugging my ears and listening."
Kusheng stretched out his hand and pinched her arm to see that the blood on her hand came from the scratches on her arm, which were marks left by the evil spirit.
"This evil ghost seems to be very powerful. It can scratch me. I have never been hurt in fighting with other evil ghosts before." Luo Yujing was surprised.
Kusheng took out a talisman from the box and stuck it on her wound: "The more resentful the evil spirit, the more powerful it is. In the past, you had as much resentment as ordinary evil spirits, so you were not afraid of them. But now your resentment is dissipating, so evil spirits can still hurt you. If it weren't for the Sword of the Evil Slayer, you would have suffered more than just this injury today!"
But Luo Yujing stared at him blankly and said, "The resentment has dissipated... Does that mean I'm getting better?"
Kusheng put another talisman on her arm and said angrily, "I'm asking you to remember this and not be impulsive and careless again!"
It is hard to say whether Luo Yujing remembered this. They found a place to clean the wound and take a short rest. After Luo Yujing wiped the blood off her hands, she did not forget to walk to Kusheng with a wet towel and pretend to wipe it as if she was cleaning a vase.
She has been really difficult to deal with lately, and Kusheng feels that he can no longer indulge her.
He held Luo Yujing's hand and said, "From now on, you can't jump into the well to kill evil spirits without my permission. And you can't wipe me with water like this so often."
"Let's not talk about the well first. You won't let me wipe you," Luo Yujing asked, holding the wet cloth, "Could it be that you are like that precious, fragrant wood that can't be wiped with water?"
Kusheng: "... You should just do this."
Luo Yujing thought that some precious woods could not be wiped with water, so if they were to be maintained, they would need to be covered with patina
So... we need to discuss him