Bai Lixin moved again.
The more he moved, the stiffer Fanjia became.
Bai Lixin’s two slender arms hooked around Fanjia’s neck.
Fanjia’s eyes uncontrollably fell on Bai Lixin. Under the faint pink glow around him, the young man’s face resembled a blooming peach blossom, exuding a sense of spring and water.
He knew he should close his eyes and not look, but knowing in his heart was one thing, but his body’s instinct was another.
His body and soul seemed to be separated. His soul shouted, “don’t look,” but his eyes were afraid of missing even a moment.
He tried hard to look straight ahead, but the corner of his eye had already examined the young man.
Snow-white skin, exquisite features, slender neck…
Fanjia leaned heavily against his back. He could feel sweat seeping through his clothes, almost soaking his back.
He kept chanting “beauty fades and bones crumble” in his mind, but his eyes couldn’t help but look at this “beauty” over and over again.
It was simply torment.
Waves of heat rushed downward.
The young man with shining eyes and a happy smile raised the corner of his lips again and said, “Master, your staff is quite powerful.”
As he spoke, the bell on his neck jingled, making a melodious sound.
Fanjia stared blankly at the young man’s moving Adam’s apple and muttered, “How is the staff powerful?”
With his arms wrapped around the monk’s neck, the young man leaned forward, his head next to Fanjia’s ear.
His delicate neck pressed against Fanjia’s slightly hot cheek, and the delicate touch made him shiver.
The young man opened his mouth and whispered four words in his ear: “It can become bigger.”
The wind gently blew into his ears, light and tingling.
Fanjia thought his face couldn’t get any hotter, but it continued to burn.
Just when Fanjia thought he was going to burn to death, his cheek was suddenly lifted by a pair of cool hands.
He was stunned for a moment. He saw the young man looking at him with concern. “Master, your face is really hot. Are you sick? Maybe there’s poison on that whisk that made you ill. Let me check your temperature to see if you have a fever.”
Check his temperature? How?
Fanjia’s mind was only slightly clearer than mush at this point. At least he could hear what the young man was saying.
But that was it. He could only listen now; any more thought was completely beyond him.
While he was still in confusion, Fanjia suddenly widened his eyes as he watched the young man’s face slowly approaching.
Forehead against forehead, Fanjia felt a refreshing coolness for a moment, but it quickly disappeared, and his whole body became scorching hot again.
So hot.
His heart was beating so fast.
What was happening to him? By the way, what did the young man say just now? Was he poisoned?
Yes. He must have been poisoned by something on the whisk.
At this moment, he had long forgotten his immunity to all poisons.
“Your head is so hot,” the young man’s voice rang out. Fanjia subconsciously looked up and his eyes collided with a pair of dazzling starry eyes.
It was as if there were vast stars circulating in those black eyes, the stars turned into whirlpools that pulled his soul inside.
Fanjia’s heart trembled. In his panic, he quickly looked away.
His gaze dropped, but landed on the young man’s lips.
Soft, translucent, and moist. The lips weren’t a vivid, gorgeous red but a light red. Their color was faint, but this light shade of lips matched his fair skin, complementing each other perfectly.
The lips were just a breath away. If he lifted his chin slightly, he could touch them.
Fanjia was startled by his own thoughts.
He bit his lip hard and the pain brought back some clarity to his muddled mind.
His soon tasted a faint metallic taste of blood in his mouth.
But it didn’t matter at all.
Fanjia took a deep breath. In a moment of regained composure, he cleared his throat. “Benefactor, you…”
His voice abruptly stopped, and Fanjia was startled by his own hoarse tone.
“Hmm? What’s wrong, Master?” Hearing Fanjia’s voice, the young man took his head off Fanjia’s scorching forehead and looked at him seriously.
His carefree demeanor made Fanjia feel ashamed once again. “I…”
“Master, why is your lip bleeding?” He had just uttered one word when the young man interrupted again, his gaze falling on Fanjia’s lips. He pinched Fanjia’s chin and forced him to look up at him.
Forced to look at the young man’s face, Fanjia’s heart trembled, and his heart raced even more wildly.
His gaze was unfocused, and he replied, “I accidentally bit it. It’s fine.”
“How could it be fine? What if there’s poisonous blood inside? Let me handle it.”
As he said this, in Fanjia’s suddenly contracted pupils, a pair of delicate lips pressed against his own.
Fanjia pressed tightly against the lotus petals behind him; he even felt the petals being dampened by his sweat.
The young man’s voice came to his ear, “Master, open your mouth a bit wider. Otherwise, the poison can’t be sucked out.”
Fanjia’s head buzzed and he obediently opened his mouth.
The sound of lips smacking echoed in this narrow lotus.
After a long time, the young man moved his head, and his rosy tongue licked away the bloodstains at the corner of Fanjia’s mouth. Then, his throat rolled, and Fanjia faintly heard a swallowing sound.
It was a simple action but once it fell in Fanjia’s eyes, it was like a deep-sea fish thrown into the vast ocean.
His mind exploded once again.
“Alright, Master, I believe I’ve sucked out all the poisonous blood.”
In the midst of these repeated shocks, Fanjia felt dazed for a long time before his mood finally calmed down.
He looked at the fox demon in front of him with complex eyes, swallowed with difficulty, and asked, “Are you seducing me?”
If he hadn’t noticed it during the wound treatment and temperature check, he would be truly stupid if he didn’t realize that something was amiss after the kiss at the end. Thinking back to the suggestive words from earlier, this fox demon was clearly trying to seduce him.
He had always believed the fox demon had just transformed into a human form and knew nothing, possessing a simple mind. But how could it be possible? Even if it had just transformed, it had been a fox for hundreds of years. Hadn’t it encountered everything? Hundreds of years made it much older than a human in their twenties.
The young man smiled, making all things in the world seem dull. “Of course, did you just notice, Master? The master is devoted to Buddha, and his mind is so simple. No wonder so many demons want to eat monk meat. I get hungry seeing you too.”
He clucked his tongue. “I just tasted it, so delicious. I want another bite.”
Fanjia was speechless.
This little fox.
He was out of breath, yet his anger had no grounds.
Was he angry at the fox demon’s cunning and slyness? It didn’t seem so. Even now as he looked at the fox demon’s cunning smile, he couldn’t conjure up any feelings of disgust.
Was he angry at himself for misjudging others?
That didn’t seem to be it either.
But anyway, when he heard the young man’s words, he felt a lump in his chest. That teasing tone made everything seem like a game. He approached him just because he heard other demons saying monk meat was delicious.
In the end, Fanjia knew he was upset for no reason.
Just when he was feeling displeased, a force slowly spread from his chest to his limbs and bones.
The lost strength from moving had started to recover rapidly.
Once his arms had strength, he directly tore off a lotus petal and threw it at Bai Lixin on his lap.
Before Bai Lixin could react, his whole body was enveloped by something.
In the next moment, he couldn’t move anywhere except his head.
Upon touching Bai Lixin, the lotus petal transformed into a long red silk, wrapping him up like a dumpling, and then tossed him aside.
Whether it was because the monk’s strength hadn’t fully recovered or he was afraid of shattering the delicate lotus petal, the movement when the silk fell to the ground was incredibly gentle.
“Hey, monk, you…”
Fanjia looked weary; he flicked a finger l toward Bai Lixin, and the silk moved again, covering Bai Lixin’s mouth completely, silencing him.
Poor Bai Lixin was wrapped up like a dumpling by his “lover” and now his mouth was blocked too.
Bai Lixin’s voice abruptly stopped, and the lotus flower fell into silence.
Fanjia slumped on the lotus petals and sighed deeply.
Ah, the world finally quieted down.
Whether it was the real world or his inner world, everything became still.
He waved his hand upward and the closed lotus petal slowly opened a small gap, allowing a refreshing breeze to rush in, dispersing some of the stifling heat within this cramped space and cooling Fanjia down.
Fanjia breathed a sigh of relief, glanced in Bai Lixin’s direction, and saw the young man staring at him with anger, a mix of blame and disbelief in them.
‘He tied me up?
He dared to tie me up?!
He even covered my mouth!’
S419M: [Divorce! Lord Host, I can’t stand it anymore. We must divorce!]
Bai Lixin: [Well, there’s no need for that. I can forgive him.]
Fanjia and Bai Lixin exchanged questioning glances. Fanjia waved his hand again. Bai Lixin was stunned for a moment, and the next second, his eyes were covered too.
Bai Lixin: [!!! Divorce! You’re right, we must divorce!]
Fanjia looked at the person opposite him, who now resembled a mummy, with satisfaction. He breathed another sigh of relief.
‘This fox demon.
When my body could control itself, he used his body to seduce me.
When his mouth could be used, he tried to seduce me with his mouth.
Just now, only his eyes were visible, and he still wanted to seduce me with his eyes.’
The way he looked at me just now almost took away my soul.’
‘Is this fox demon really a fox demon that recently cultivated a human form? He seemed to have told me before that he only knew one spell, which was charm. Was he using charm on me all this time?
But I can’t blame this fox demon; in the end, my own willpower was insufficient.
If my determination were as strong as a rock, what could infiltrate it?
Yes, it’s my fault, not the fox demon’s fault.
It seems the path is long, and I still need to continue my cultivation.
Amitabha.’
…
Bai Lixin was now completely wrapped up, with only his ears able to hear sounds and his nostrils able to breathe.
He quietly leaned against the lotus petal, breathing in the faint lotus fragrance, listening to the continuous wind in his ears and Fanjia’s steady breathing.
It’s unknown how long had passed when the wind in his ears stopped.
First, he heard a small sound, as if something had fallen into the water. Then, he heard the sound of lotus flowers opening.
The lotus began to sway, and the wind sound in his ears turned into the gentle sound of water.
Were they on a river now?
———————————–
In the live broadcast room.
[If I hadn’t seen both God Xin and the big boss enter the lotus flower with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed that this person tied up like a twist is actually God Xin.]
[So, the question is, why was he tied up like that?]
[Why else? After transforming into human form, he took advantage of the big boss’s injury to attack. He was planning to force him while he was weak, but the big boss retaliated.]
[Uh, suddenly I feel a bit sorry for God Xin. What’s going on with this big boss? This is our God Xin, our endlessly charming God Xin. He actually dared to tie up our God Xin? And he covered his eyes and mouth completely?! Change the old gong, we must change the old gong!]
[Hahaha, you’re sympathizing with God Xin, but I just want to sympathize with the big boss. Even though the Big Boss loses his memory after every copy, is it possible that he’ll regain his memory backstage? What if he remembers the time God Xin seduced him, and he pushed God Xin aside? Wouldn’t he regret it to death?]
[Hahaha,! I can totally visualize it; he might regret it so much his intestines turn green!]
[This is truly the epitome of reverse retaliation, and it’s a retaliation with a strong aftermath.]
[It seems like the big boss won, but in reality, he lost terribly.]
[Alright, I’m satisfied, sisters.]
[Look at the way the big boss looks at the dumpling(God Xin), tsk tsk tsk, those eyes hold so many stories.]
[What sadistic plot is this? Do you only dare to gaze affectionately when you can’t be see? ]
[There’s another possibility: the monk might not even know how he’s looking at God Xin now.]
———————————
The lotus petals floated on the river. After awhile, just as Bai Lixin was about to fall asleep, he felt a cold, icy sensation on his skin.
The next moment, the long silk untied from his eyes and mouth.
The long, red silk seemed to have a life of its own, slowly dissolving and merging. Soon, it turned into a fiery red garment on his body.
Although it was a red garment, it wasn’t the kind of dress one would wear for a wedding, it was a red male outfit.
The clothing had a strong style, and paired with Bai Lixin’s naturally striking appearance, wearing this garment made him exceptionally outstanding, like a free and easy swordsman wandering the rivers and lakes.
Fanjia stared at Bai Lixin for two seconds and quickly averted his gaze. “You’ve arrived in the city, go ashore.”
Bai Lixin looked around and realized he was under a familiar bridge.
The moon descended from above, casting its light on the river. The once pitch-black water now shimmered with glimmering waves.
The moonlight reflected on the water’s surface, and something seemed to flicker beneath the water.
He looked down and noticed that the river was so dark it was impossible to see clearly.
Then he glanced at the bridge and suddenly froze.
Wasn’t this the bridge where the woman in red and with a white umbrella jumped into the water?
“Master, take a look at the bottom of the river. Is there something there?” The lotus petal had already opened, and Bai Lixin grabbed onto it, half of his body leaning out of the lotus platform, peering below.
Fanjia followed Bai Lixin’s gaze and looked down. Within the glimmering ripples, something seemed to flicker beneath the water.
Fanjia: “There really is something.”
Bai Lixin instinctively tugged on Fanjia’s sleeve. “Quick, you have magic, right? Help me get it up.”
Fanjia silently glanced at Bai Lixin’s hand but didn’t say anything. He lightly flicked his hand toward the water, and the object was gently pulled up.
The item floated up from the water’s surface and slowly landed on the lotus platform.
It was a red fan-shaped object, solid in texture and about as large as Bai Lixin’s palm.
Bai Lixin held the object in his hand and observed it. He recalled the red fish tail he had seen that night, and looking at Fanjia hesitantly. “Is this a fish scale?”
Fanjia took the scale and examined it for a moment before shaking his head. “It’s not a fish scale, it’s a dragon scale.”
Bai Lixin: “Dragon scale?”
The thing he saw that night was actually a dragon?
“A fish needs five hundred years of cultivation to reach enlightenment. Once they succeed, they can leap over the dragon gate, and if they can surpass it, they become a dragon. After becoming a dragon, they can ascend to the immortal realm. But if they can’t surpass it, they’ll turn into a serpent.”
“Though dragons and serpents look alike, there’s a world of difference between them.”
“Dragons have five claws and are divine. Serpents have four claws and are demonic. Although they have a similar origin, they’re fundamentally different.”
Bai Lixin took the dragon scale and recounted what he had seen to Fanjia.
Because he had experienced a mirage in the previous copy, he guessed that what he saw might not have been a real person diving.
“What you saw was probably a lingering obsession.”
Bai Lixin moved again.
The more he moved, the stiffer Fanjia became.
Bai Lixin’s two slender arms hooked around Fanjia’s neck.
Fanjia’s eyes uncontrollably fell on Bai Lixin. Under the faint pink glow around him, the young man’s face resembled a blooming peach blossom, exuding a sense of spring and water.
He knew he should close his eyes and not look, but knowing in his heart was one thing, but his body’s instinct was another.
His body and soul seemed to be separated. His soul shouted, “don’t look,” but his eyes were afraid of missing even a moment.
He tried hard to look straight ahead, but the corner of his eye had already examined the young man.
Snow-white skin, exquisite features, slender neck…
Fanjia leaned heavily against his back. He could feel sweat seeping through his clothes, almost soaking his back.
He kept chanting “beauty fades and bones crumble” in his mind, but his eyes couldn’t help but look at this “beauty” over and over again.
It was simply torment.
Waves of heat rushed downward.
The young man with shining eyes and a happy smile raised the corner of his lips again and said, “Master, your staff is quite powerful.”
As he spoke, the bell on his neck jingled, making a melodious sound.
Fanjia stared blankly at the young man’s moving Adam’s apple and muttered, “How is the staff powerful?”
With his arms wrapped around the monk’s neck, the young man leaned forward, his head next to Fanjia’s ear.
His delicate neck pressed against Fanjia’s slightly hot cheek, and the delicate touch made him shiver.
The young man opened his mouth and whispered four words in his ear: “It can become bigger.”
The wind gently blew into his ears, light and tingling.
Fanjia thought his face couldn’t get any hotter, but it continued to burn.
Just when Fanjia thought he was going to burn to death, his cheek was suddenly lifted by a pair of cool hands.
He was stunned for a moment. He saw the young man looking at him with concern. “Master, your face is really hot. Are you sick? Maybe there’s poison on that whisk that made you ill. Let me check your temperature to see if you have a fever.”
Check his temperature? How?
Fanjia’s mind was only slightly clearer than mush at this point. At least he could hear what the young man was saying.
But that was it. He could only listen now; any more thought was completely beyond him.
While he was still in confusion, Fanjia suddenly widened his eyes as he watched the young man’s face slowly approaching.
Forehead against forehead, Fanjia felt a refreshing coolness for a moment, but it quickly disappeared, and his whole body became scorching hot again.
So hot.
His heart was beating so fast.
What was happening to him? By the way, what did the young man say just now? Was he poisoned?
Yes. He must have been poisoned by something on the whisk.
At this moment, he had long forgotten his immunity to all poisons.
“Your head is so hot,” the young man’s voice rang out. Fanjia subconsciously looked up and his eyes collided with a pair of dazzling starry eyes.
It was as if there were vast stars circulating in those black eyes, the stars turned into whirlpools that pulled his soul inside.
Fanjia’s heart trembled. In his panic, he quickly looked away.
His gaze dropped, but landed on the young man’s lips.
Soft, translucent, and moist. The lips weren’t a vivid, gorgeous red but a light red. Their color was faint, but this light shade of lips matched his fair skin, complementing each other perfectly.
The lips were just a breath away. If he lifted his chin slightly, he could touch them.
Fanjia was startled by his own thoughts.
He bit his lip hard and the pain brought back some clarity to his muddled mind.
His soon tasted a faint metallic taste of blood in his mouth.
But it didn’t matter at all.
Fanjia took a deep breath. In a moment of regained composure, he cleared his throat. “Benefactor, you…”
His voice abruptly stopped, and Fanjia was startled by his own hoarse tone.
“Hmm? What’s wrong, Master?” Hearing Fanjia’s voice, the young man took his head off Fanjia’s scorching forehead and looked at him seriously.
His carefree demeanor made Fanjia feel ashamed once again. “I…”
“Master, why is your lip bleeding?” He had just uttered one word when the young man interrupted again, his gaze falling on Fanjia’s lips. He pinched Fanjia’s chin and forced him to look up at him.
Forced to look at the young man’s face, Fanjia’s heart trembled, and his heart raced even more wildly.
His gaze was unfocused, and he replied, “I accidentally bit it. It’s fine.”
“How could it be fine? What if there’s poisonous blood inside? Let me handle it.”
As he said this, in Fanjia’s suddenly contracted pupils, a pair of delicate lips pressed against his own.
Fanjia pressed tightly against the lotus petals behind him; he even felt the petals being dampened by his sweat.
The young man’s voice came to his ear, “Master, open your mouth a bit wider. Otherwise, the poison can’t be sucked out.”
Fanjia’s head buzzed and he obediently opened his mouth.
The sound of lips smacking echoed in this narrow lotus.
After a long time, the young man moved his head, and his rosy tongue licked away the bloodstains at the corner of Fanjia’s mouth. Then, his throat rolled, and Fanjia faintly heard a swallowing sound.
It was a simple action but once it fell in Fanjia’s eyes, it was like a deep-sea fish thrown into the vast ocean.
His mind exploded once again.
“Alright, Master, I believe I’ve sucked out all the poisonous blood.”
In the midst of these repeated shocks, Fanjia felt dazed for a long time before his mood finally calmed down.
He looked at the fox demon in front of him with complex eyes, swallowed with difficulty, and asked, “Are you seducing me?”
If he hadn’t noticed it during the wound treatment and temperature check, he would be truly stupid if he didn’t realize that something was amiss after the kiss at the end. Thinking back to the suggestive words from earlier, this fox demon was clearly trying to seduce him.
He had always believed the fox demon had just transformed into a human form and knew nothing, possessing a simple mind. But how could it be possible? Even if it had just transformed, it had been a fox for hundreds of years. Hadn’t it encountered everything? Hundreds of years made it much older than a human in their twenties.
The young man smiled, making all things in the world seem dull. “Of course, did you just notice, Master? The master is devoted to Buddha, and his mind is so simple. No wonder so many demons want to eat monk meat. I get hungry seeing you too.”
He clucked his tongue. “I just tasted it, so delicious. I want another bite.”
Fanjia was speechless.
This little fox.
He was out of breath, yet his anger had no grounds.
Was he angry at the fox demon’s cunning and slyness? It didn’t seem so. Even now as he looked at the fox demon’s cunning smile, he couldn’t conjure up any feelings of disgust.
Was he angry at himself for misjudging others?
That didn’t seem to be it either.
But anyway, when he heard the young man’s words, he felt a lump in his chest. That teasing tone made everything seem like a game. He approached him just because he heard other demons saying monk meat was delicious.
In the end, Fanjia knew he was upset for no reason.
Just when he was feeling displeased, a force slowly spread from his chest to his limbs and bones.
The lost strength from moving had started to recover rapidly.
Once his arms had strength, he directly tore off a lotus petal and threw it at Bai Lixin on his lap.
Before Bai Lixin could react, his whole body was enveloped by something.
In the next moment, he couldn’t move anywhere except his head.
Upon touching Bai Lixin, the lotus petal transformed into a long red silk, wrapping him up like a dumpling, and then tossed him aside.
Whether it was because the monk’s strength hadn’t fully recovered or he was afraid of shattering the delicate lotus petal, the movement when the silk fell to the ground was incredibly gentle.
“Hey, monk, you…”
Fanjia looked weary; he flicked a finger l toward Bai Lixin, and the silk moved again, covering Bai Lixin’s mouth completely, silencing him.
Poor Bai Lixin was wrapped up like a dumpling by his “lover” and now his mouth was blocked too.
Bai Lixin’s voice abruptly stopped, and the lotus flower fell into silence.
Fanjia slumped on the lotus petals and sighed deeply.
Ah, the world finally quieted down.
Whether it was the real world or his inner world, everything became still.
He waved his hand upward and the closed lotus petal slowly opened a small gap, allowing a refreshing breeze to rush in, dispersing some of the stifling heat within this cramped space and cooling Fanjia down.
Fanjia breathed a sigh of relief, glanced in Bai Lixin’s direction, and saw the young man staring at him with anger, a mix of blame and disbelief in them.
‘He tied me up?
He dared to tie me up?!
He even covered my mouth!’
S419M: [Divorce! Lord Host, I can’t stand it anymore. We must divorce!]
Bai Lixin: [Well, there’s no need for that. I can forgive him.]
Fanjia and Bai Lixin exchanged questioning glances. Fanjia waved his hand again. Bai Lixin was stunned for a moment, and the next second, his eyes were covered too.
Bai Lixin: [!!! Divorce! You’re right, we must divorce!]
Fanjia looked at the person opposite him, who now resembled a mummy, with satisfaction. He breathed another sigh of relief.
‘This fox demon.
When my body could control itself, he used his body to seduce me.
When his mouth could be used, he tried to seduce me with his mouth.
Just now, only his eyes were visible, and he still wanted to seduce me with his eyes.’
The way he looked at me just now almost took away my soul.’
‘Is this fox demon really a fox demon that recently cultivated a human form? He seemed to have told me before that he only knew one spell, which was charm. Was he using charm on me all this time?
But I can’t blame this fox demon; in the end, my own willpower was insufficient.
If my determination were as strong as a rock, what could infiltrate it?
Yes, it’s my fault, not the fox demon’s fault.
It seems the path is long, and I still need to continue my cultivation.
Amitabha.’
…
Bai Lixin was now completely wrapped up, with only his ears able to hear sounds and his nostrils able to breathe.
He quietly leaned against the lotus petal, breathing in the faint lotus fragrance, listening to the continuous wind in his ears and Fanjia’s steady breathing.
It’s unknown how long had passed when the wind in his ears stopped.
First, he heard a small sound, as if something had fallen into the water. Then, he heard the sound of lotus flowers opening.
The lotus began to sway, and the wind sound in his ears turned into the gentle sound of water.
Were they on a river now?
———————————–
In the live broadcast room.
[If I hadn’t seen both God Xin and the big boss enter the lotus flower with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed that this person tied up like a twist is actually God Xin.]
[So, the question is, why was he tied up like that?]
[Why else? After transforming into human form, he took advantage of the big boss’s injury to attack. He was planning to force him while he was weak, but the big boss retaliated.]
[Uh, suddenly I feel a bit sorry for God Xin. What’s going on with this big boss? This is our God Xin, our endlessly charming God Xin. He actually dared to tie up our God Xin? And he covered his eyes and mouth completely?! Change the old gong, we must change the old gong!]
[Hahaha, you’re sympathizing with God Xin, but I just want to sympathize with the big boss. Even though the Big Boss loses his memory after every copy, is it possible that he’ll regain his memory backstage? What if he remembers the time God Xin seduced him, and he pushed God Xin aside? Wouldn’t he regret it to death?]
[Hahaha,! I can totally visualize it; he might regret it so much his intestines turn green!]
[This is truly the epitome of reverse retaliation, and it’s a retaliation with a strong aftermath.]
[It seems like the big boss won, but in reality, he lost terribly.]
[Alright, I’m satisfied, sisters.]
[Look at the way the big boss looks at the dumpling(God Xin), tsk tsk tsk, those eyes hold so many stories.]
[What sadistic plot is this? Do you only dare to gaze affectionately when you can’t be see? ]
[There’s another possibility: the monk might not even know how he’s looking at God Xin now.]
———————————
The lotus petals floated on the river. After awhile, just as Bai Lixin was about to fall asleep, he felt a cold, icy sensation on his skin.
The next moment, the long silk untied from his eyes and mouth.
The long, red silk seemed to have a life of its own, slowly dissolving and merging. Soon, it turned into a fiery red garment on his body.
Although it was a red garment, it wasn’t the kind of dress one would wear for a wedding, it was a red male outfit.
The clothing had a strong style, and paired with Bai Lixin’s naturally striking appearance, wearing this garment made him exceptionally outstanding, like a free and easy swordsman wandering the rivers and lakes.
Fanjia stared at Bai Lixin for two seconds and quickly averted his gaze. “You’ve arrived in the city, go ashore.”
Bai Lixin looked around and realized he was under a familiar bridge.
The moon descended from above, casting its light on the river. The once pitch-black water now shimmered with glimmering waves.
The moonlight reflected on the water’s surface, and something seemed to flicker beneath the water.
He looked down and noticed that the river was so dark it was impossible to see clearly.
Then he glanced at the bridge and suddenly froze.
Wasn’t this the bridge where the woman in red and with a white umbrella jumped into the water?
“Master, take a look at the bottom of the river. Is there something there?” The lotus petal had already opened, and Bai Lixin grabbed onto it, half of his body leaning out of the lotus platform, peering below.
Fanjia followed Bai Lixin’s gaze and looked down. Within the glimmering ripples, something seemed to flicker beneath the water.
Fanjia: “There really is something.”
Bai Lixin instinctively tugged on Fanjia’s sleeve. “Quick, you have magic, right? Help me get it up.”
Fanjia silently glanced at Bai Lixin’s hand but didn’t say anything. He lightly flicked his hand toward the water, and the object was gently pulled up.
The item floated up from the water’s surface and slowly landed on the lotus platform.
It was a red fan-shaped object, solid in texture and about as large as Bai Lixin’s palm.
Bai Lixin held the object in his hand and observed it. He recalled the red fish tail he had seen that night, and looking at Fanjia hesitantly. “Is this a fish scale?”
Fanjia took the scale and examined it for a moment before shaking his head. “It’s not a fish scale, it’s a dragon scale.”
Bai Lixin: “Dragon scale?”
The thing he saw that night was actually a dragon?
“A fish needs five hundred years of cultivation to reach enlightenment. Once they succeed, they can leap over the dragon gate, and if they can surpass it, they become a dragon. After becoming a dragon, they can ascend to the immortal realm. But if they can’t surpass it, they’ll turn into a serpent.”
“Though dragons and serpents look alike, there’s a world of difference between them.”
“Dragons have five claws and are divine. Serpents have four claws and are demonic. Although they have a similar origin, they’re fundamentally different.”
Bai Lixin took the dragon scale and recounted what he had seen to Fanjia.
Because he had experienced a mirage in the previous copy, he guessed that what he saw might not have been a real person diving.
“What you saw was probably a lingering obsession.”
