Chapter 27

◎The cabbage has cornered the pig◎

“Give me your hand.” Chi Lu said gently.

She originally thought that Jing Shuxing would struggle a bit, but knowing him only hesitated for a moment and then calmly handed his hand to her.

Chi Lu couldn’t help but smile slightly. She helped Jing Shuxing sit back on the bed, lifted his fair and flawless hand, which was carved out like jade, and patiently wiped each finger.

She wiped very attentively, one by one, not letting go of the residual black blood in the crevices of the fingers.

She used warm water that had been heated, it’s warm and soft, not irritating, creating a warm and humid atmosphere between the two.

As soon as she raised her head, two ice-blue satin ribbons fell. The satin covering Jing Shuxing’s eyes was very long, even if Chi Lu tied a knot behind his head, it still left two long tails.

As long as Jing Shuxing lowered his head, his movements would be exposed by the satin.

“What’s wrong?” Chi Lu asked with a smile in her words.

“I was wondering, what you look like now, what your expression is.” Jing Shuxing said softly.

“You have already touched my bone structure, you should be clear about my appearance, as for the expression, it’s just a common look.”

“Nothing special.” Chi Lu laughed lightly, “Next hand.”

Jing Shuxing obediently listened, and Chi Lu did the same.

“Next is the face.” She rubbed the handkerchief in the silver basin and wrung it out again.

She leaned forward, and Jing Shuxing didn’t avoid her. On the contrary, he intentionally leaned towards Chi Lu.

“Don’t move.” 

Chi Lu murmured to herself, wiping away the residual blood stains for Jing Shuxing, and incidentally lifted the satin, not missing even the small details of the corners of the eyes.

“Why are the corners of your eyes so red? Did I wipe too hard?”

Chi Lu was chatting with Jing Shuxing in a casual manner, in her heart, she was only exclaiming that Jing Shuxing’s appearance was really good-looking, whether it was looking from afar or now almost close to the bottom of the eyelids, she couldn’t pick out any flaws.

“Can I touch it?”

She smiled sweetly, “I have let you touch my facial bones, you don’t mind letting me touch it, right?”

The swaying icy blue satin suddenly stopped. 

“You…” Jing Shuxing wanted to speak but

Chi Lu half-lifted her small face and took advantage of the victory: “If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as your agreement.”

Jing Shuxing pursed his lips, said nothing, but when Chi Lu’s words fell, he nodded almost imperceptibly. He was motionless, his hand holding the edge of the bed, like a puppet at the mercy of others.

Chi Lu’s slender fingers moved lightly, tracing Jing Shuxing’s facial features, while touching and sighing: “Such a finely carved face, so beautiful that even I am envious.”

Jing Shuxing suddenly opened his mouth: “Not as good as yours young lady.”

He originally hated others praising his looks.

Whether it was his mother who used this to curry favor, or the cultivators of Fengyue City who drooled at him, they all praised Jing Shuxing’s face without stinginess. But the people of Fengyue City were more mean, getting a compliment was too costly, he couldn’t afford it.

The only slightly better memory was ten years ago, when he went against the drifting souls for the first time and walked to the mountains outside the city. He was able to bathe in the silver light of the round moon. There was a woodcutter in the mountains who glanced at him.

“This young Taoist cultivator, with a noble and extraordinary demeanor, could it be that you are a cultivator of Fengyue City?”

At that time, he was full of curse marks, looking ragged and extremely ugly. If the moonlight was brighter, I’m afraid the woodcutter would have thought he was a demon, and would have run away rolling and crawling.

But he was born with a sword, the young boy was all dim, only the silver sword was bright, making him look cold and handsome.

Looking back now, that might have been the only chance for Jing Shuxing to leave Fengyue City and find a quiet place to die.

Since then, whether it was years of desperate cultivation for survival, or being forced by the curse mark formation, unable to resist the command, going down the mountain to exorcise demons in the name of Fengyue City, all became a joke-like struggle.

A severe pain suddenly came from his dantian, Jing Shuxing forcefully pressed his abdomen, a sweet fishy taste surged up his throat, and he almost fell off the bed.

“What’s wrong, what’s wrong?” Chi Lu supported him, her face pale with fright.

“I told you not to get angry earlier, didn’t you listen, then I’ll say it again.” Chi Lu felt like she had become an old mother, kindly disciplining this disobedient son.

She wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of Jing Shuxing’s mouth and seriously educated, “Don’t do this next time, understand?”

Jing Shuxing seemed to be in a daze, his head drooping, as if he had plunged into a whirlpool of memories, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses.

“I’m sorry.” He lightly lifted the corner of his lips, as if sighing, “I just suddenly remembered, there are others who have said the same thing as you.”

“Who is it?”

Chi Lu asked to the end with a determination to break the pot, which made Jing Shuxing slightly stunned, and he said as if possessed, “My mother.” 

“Hiss.”

Chi Lu took a sharp breath.

Of all people, it had to be the one who drew two evil formations and put them all on her own child.

“I’m very sorry!” She immediately put her palms together and apologized to Jing Shuxing, “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

Jing Shuxing chuckled, “What does this have to do with you?”

Chi Lu timidly raised her head, she turned her eyes. When she was just about to seize the opportunity to ask Jing Shuxing about his mother, that genius formation cultivator Jiang Yumu, what kind of person she really was.

Ying Lianyi silently appeared at the door.

Seeing the two people in the room pulling and tugging, especially when she saw the grown-up Chi Lu, who was rudely pulling the handsome young man like a strong man robbing a civilian, forcing the person to look extremely bad.

It was like a cabbage cornering a pig.

And like a carefully cultivated daffodil, suddenly telling her that it was a garlic sprout that would never bloom.

Ying Lianyi was so angry that her eyes were dizzy, but she dared not show it. She could only use her spiritual power to attract Chi Lu’s attention and coughed loudly, “Who is here, do you know who is locked up here?”

Chi Lu saw Ying Lianyi signaling to her. Realizing that something important was happening, she immediately took advantage of the situation, stuffed the gift into Jing Shuxing’s hand, and darted towards the door, leaving Jing Shuxing alone.

He untied the satin, thoughtfully folded it three times, and put it inside his clothes.

That person is really naive.

She doesn’t know about love, could it be that even the young sect leader of Linghua Sect doesn’t know? If she found out, she would probably be jealous and it would be detrimental to her.

Jing Shuxing put his hand back on that object.

Knowing that his eyes could only slightly perceive light, but still couldn’t see, Jing Shuxing stroked it while trying to put it in front of his eyes, longing to see a little bit of its features.

Naturally, he couldn’t see anything.

Jing Shuxing recognized the gift from Chi Lu, it was a cane, or a piece of good wood, or perhaps southern silk bamboo, Jing Shuxing didn’t know.

It had no patterns all over its body, there was a mechanism at the end, and when it was taken apart, a sharp cane tip was revealed.

It could help those who couldn’t see to walk safely, and it could also be used as a weapon for self-defense and killing. 

Jing Shuxing observed carefully, unwilling to miss any corner, until he remembered all the details of the cane in his mind, and a vague image was formed in his mind. Only then did the noise at the end of the corridor reach his ears.

A sharp female voice shouted angrily, “What are you trying to do?”

It was not a voice he was familiar with, it should be the young sect leader of Linghua Sect, Chi Lu.

Chi Lu hadn’t even stepped out of the room when she was secretly informed by Ying Lianyi about the sudden situation.

“The young city lord of Fengyue City has come to the door, saying that he has seen the person impersonating the young sect leader, and has come to inform the young sect leader.”

Chi Lu put on a fake face, flipping through the system screen, reading ten lines at a glance, deeply learning the words and deeds of the malicious character.

“Tell him that I will investigate this matter myself, and then send that person out.”

Her forehead was poked hard by Ying Lianyi.

Seemingly not relieved, Ying Lianyi added a few more chestnuts, “It’s all your good work!”

“The young city lord insists that the impersonator is a person from Linghua Sect, saying that either the young sect leader is playing tricks on him, or Linghua Sect has a traitor, and he must confront you in person.”

Chi Lu regretted it immediately, why did she use the Linghua Sect’s method, instead of directly giving Jing Luoyun a muddle?

At the same time, the system made a “ding” sound and issued a new mission again. 

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Little Jing: She touched me, she’s sticking to me///(blushing)

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