Chapter 44: You Hate Me But You Still Sneak Over to See Me?
The effects of the Bingdi Red lasted for a full day.
Feng Shi knelt by the bed for a full day as well. During this time, Shen Songhe muttered constantly, almost exclusively about things related to Liu Yi.
Feng Shi thought to himself: When Liu Yi died, Shen Songhe was only twenty years old. He also lost his Golden Core. It must have been a huge blow, especially since he harbored different feelings for this Senior Brother.
No wonder rumors in the cultivation world said Shen Songhe had cut off all love and desire, treating all suitors with cold indifference. It turned out there was already someone in his heart.
Feng Shi sighed with emotion, then involuntarily touched his own face. He felt he had lost a bit of weight compared to when he first arrived.
He thought: This face looks like Shen Songhe and also like Liu Yi. Life is too hard with it. Considering my beautiful retired life in the future, I plan to change my face then and live with a new identity.
Shen Songhe didn’t wake up until the next morning.
The continuous dreams left him physically and mentally exhausted. He raised a hand to block the sunlight falling on his eyelids.
Turning his head, he saw someone kneeling quietly by the bed, looking at him with an eager face upon seeing him wake.
Shen Songhe met those bright eyes, and his heart clenched violently for an instant. The phrase “Shixiong” almost blurted out.
But it didn’t. His consciousness was clear now. He couldn’t indulge himself recklessly like yesterday. He quickly distinguished between dream and reality.
The person in front of him was not his Shixiong; it was Feng Shi.
As his mind returned, Shen Songhe closed his eyes, his long brows knitting slightly. With extreme impatience, he coldly shooed him away: “Get out.”
Feng Shi wanted to apologize: “Shizun…”
“Get out!”
This sentence was spoken with an unprecedentedly nasty tone.
Feng Shi was stunned. He pursed his lips, swallowed his words, stood up silently, and walked out the door without saying a thing.
The mountain peak was chilly in the early morning. Feng Shi went all the way down the mountain, returning to his own courtyard.
The field of spiritual medicine had been trampled to pieces by the spirit beasts in heat; not much was salvageable.
Feng Shi, who originally didn’t feel much about being yelled at, suddenly felt a wave of irritability rise in his heart. Everything looked displeasing to him. In the end, he simply started cleaning up, pulling out all the ruined herbs in the field.
After finishing this and breaking a sweat, Feng Shi finally felt much more refreshed.
He returned to his room and put away the small bed by the window, thinking: That little white dumpling is also heartless. Every time he leaves, he doesn’t say a word.
Lying on the bed, Feng Shi stretched out his limbs in a sprawl, staring fixedly at the canopy above. His gaze drifted until Qingqing reminded him to go to the Hehuan Sect as soon as possible. Only then did he roll over and get up, taking out the pass token Xu Yan had given him.
Feng Shi planned to set off immediately. The Hehuan Sect was not close to the Chongshan Sect; even by spirit boat, it would take two days. Time was tight.
Stepping out the door, he bumped into the mouse (Shushu), who had regained consciousness. It was hugging the herbs Feng Shi had destroyed, crying pitifully.
Feng Shi found it both funny and sad. He patted its head: “My fault. Don’t be sad. I’ll plant new ones when I get back.”
Shushu squeaked in response, as if asking where he was going.
Before Feng Shi could speak, he saw Shushu raise a claw and point in another direction.
Feng Shi followed the claw’s direction and happened to see a white figure flash past in the woods not far away.
Little White Dumpling?
Feng Shi raised an eyebrow. Taking three steps as two, he charged directly in front of the figure and grabbed him by the collar.
“Stand right there! Caught you, didn’t I!”
Feng Shi said ferociously through gritted teeth. He easily lifted the small dumpling from the ground and, out of habit, gave his bottom two slaps.
If you asked why Feng Shi was so skilled at child-rearing, it went back to a cousin his family had taken in when he was young. That kid was extremely naughty, and Feng Shi often couldn’t resist spanking him. Over time, it became a habit; his hands itched whenever he saw a disobedient child.
Feet dangling in the air, Shen Songhe, whose bottom had been inexplicably smacked, frowned deeply, burning with anger: “Insolent!”
He shouldn’t have had a momentary lapse of conscience, worrying that his words that morning were too harsh, and secretly run over to see this guy!
Feng Shi: “Hey? Insolent my ass! Do you think you’re my Shizun? Insolent?”
His tone wasn’t very nice; he sounded quite fierce.
After sneaking away twice, Feng Shi felt his heart had been thoroughly broken!
Too tired to love!
Shen Songhe forgot that this guy, Feng Shi, still didn’t know his identity. But after Feng Shi left this morning, he suddenly turned back into this form and hadn’t been able to change back yet, so he couldn’t prove it.
“Let go of me.” Shen Songhe glared at Feng Shi, his milky voice carrying zero intimidation. “I hate you.”
Feng Shi pinched his cheek, keeping a poker face. “No. Let. Go! If you hate me, why did you sneak over to see me?”
“I’m going to take you back to Shizun.”
Shen Songhe: “…” He was speechless.
…
In the end, Feng Shi didn’t send the Little White Dumpling back because Shen Songhe had just left instructions that he was going into seclusion again and was not to be disturbed.
Feng Shi took it for granted that he should look after the white dumpling for a while longer. He took him out of the Chongshan Sect and flew toward the Hehuan Sect.
Two days later, Feng Shi arrived at a city near the Hehuan Sect, leading the Little White Dumpling by the hand.
Perhaps due to the influence of the Hehuan Sect, the atmosphere in this city was extremely open. Passersby, whether male or female, were dressed very flamboyantly, and the scent of rouge blew everywhere.
Feng Shi coughed twice and covered the white dumpling’s eyes with his hand. “Children need to wash their eyes.”
Shen Songhe: “…”
He hadn’t expected Feng Shi to come to this place. He had some history with the Hehuan Sect, and Shen Songhe didn’t want to come here at all.
But Feng Shi was in high spirits. Whatever the roadside stall owners called him to look at, he looked at.
Walking down the street, Feng Shi’s old face turned red.
He could only blame the city folk for being too open. All kinds of bedroom items were sold openly—aphrodisiacs, dual cultivation magical tools, everything one could imagine.
Walking into a bustling market, there were actually people being sold alive.
Feng Shi went forward to join the fun. He saw that those being sold were all exquisite and beautiful young men and women. Some had fixed prices, while others were being auctioned.
“Selling top-quality Furnaces! Don’t miss out when you pass by!”
The boss selling the Furnaces was big and round, with layers of fat on his face. He promoted his products with a beaming smile.
Feng Shi hissed inwardly.
The so-called Furnaces in the cages were fair-skinned and beautiful, each with their own merits, but their expressions were all terrified as they huddled trembling in the corners.
Although he couldn’t stand it, this was obviously legal in this city, and he couldn’t save so many people single-handedly.
Feng Shi thought about his balance; he probably couldn’t afford even a random one of them.
He sighed and turned to leave.
But he forgot that with his appearance, plus leading such a beautiful little dumpling, he was naturally an attention-grabbing existence wherever he went.
The boss selling Furnaces had noticed him the moment he arrived.
Feng Shi looked at the other party’s eyes, and his face sank.
This dead fat pig’s intention was either to force a sale or to put him in a cage too.
Sure enough, Feng Shi hadn’t walked far when he realized two people were following him. A rough estimate placed them both at the Golden Core stage.
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