Chapter 92

Xie Bi An coughed lightly, looked at Yun Zhong Jun without being condescending and said, "Wu She, Yun Zhong Jun said you had been to the bottom of Fengming Lake, is this true?"

Fan Wu She said coldly, "No."

"My junior brother has always been with my master. The person that Yun Zhong Jun said, other than by word of mouth, do you have any evidence?" If it was any other time, Xie Bi An would have held Fan Wu She down and apologized for his mistake. After all, they were in the wrong in this matter, but for one thing, Fan Wu She hadn't really stolen the ice spirit. He wanted to protect Zhong Kui's reputation, and for another, from Xu Zhi Nan's death to the secret at the bottom of Fengming Lake, he was already very disgusted and suspicious of the Cangyu Sect, so he only wanted to protect his shortcomings now.

"If Black Immortal has not been there, he will be naturally innocent once I examine him."

"My junior brother is already innocent. Why should I let you examine him?"

Fan Wu She looked at Xie Bi An, and the corner of his lips unconsciously curled upwards.

Yun Zhong Jun stared at Fan Wu She, his eyes as cold as ice: "Fengming Lake is a sacred place for the people of Kunlun, and at the bottom of the lake are the treasures left behind by our ancestors. Anyone who enters Fengming Lake without permission will be severely punished by our sect. This matter is of great importance, and since Black Immortal admits his innocence himself, why not have a test to remove mutual worries?"

Fan Wu She looked at the disciples of the Cangyu Sect as if they were nobodies: "Try to touch me."

The atmosphere in the room was tense for a moment.

Zhong Kui narrowed his eyes, "To come into someone's room in the middle of the night and make a lot of noise, is this how the Cangyu Sect treats guests?"

When Zhong Kui spoke, the crowd fell silent. After all, they were looking at the number one person in the world who could freely enter and leave both the mortal and ghost realms, and even the head of an immortal family had to be courteous when they met him. As juniors, how would they dare to be presumptuous.

"Heaven Master, junior ..."

"You don't go to find out why the demon foal was at the bottom of Fengming Lake, instead you come to look for trouble with my disciple. How dare you." Zhong Kui glared at Yun Zhong Jun, "I will not ask questions about your sectarian feud with the Chunyang Sect, but the demon foal, Wuya, is an evil legacy of Zong Zi Xiao’s. It is a matter of the world's life and the stability of the mortal and ghost realms. Cangyu Sect must give an explanation to everyone!"

Yun Zhong Jun's face turned blue at the remark.

Lan Chui Han came out at the right time to round up the situation, "Heaven Master, Brother Yun, it's too late at this time, everyone is also tired. Any important things can't be solved tonight. Why don't we talk about it tomorrow?"

"Yes, Master is also tired." Xie Bi An said, "Let's wait until morning to talk about everything."

Even if Yun Zhong Jun was dissatisfied, there was no other way out. Although this was the territory of the Cangyu Sect, Qi Meng Sheng was not here and he did not dare to offend Zhong Kui.

After Yun Zhong Jun left, they could no longer deliberate, so they just went back to their houses to rest as they had said they would.

Zhong Kui gave Fan Wu She a fierce glare and whispered, "I'll deal with you later."

Fan Wu She didn't take it to heart at all and left the guest room after Xie Bi An.

"Senior brother."

Xie Bi An turned a deaf ear as he walked quickly forward.

"Senior brother." Fan Wu She pulled Xie Bi An's arm, "Wait for me."

Xie Bi An shook off his hand, his face full of anger. He lowered his voice and said, "You actually went to steal. You’ve let me down so much."

"You let me explain."

"Explain."

Fan Wu She looked at Xie Bi An's black and rounded eyes, the pupils of his eyes swirling around and around, and his white cheeks puffing up slightly, so he felt that this person was seducing him even though he was angry, and he forgot what to say for a moment.

Xie Bi An was still glaring at him.

"I just wanted to go down and have a look."

"Fan Wu She!" Xie Bi An was so angry that he wanted to hit him. He suppressed his anger, turned his head and walked away.

As the two of them passed by Fan Wu She's room, Fan Wu She once again tugged at Xie Bi An and dragged him into his house.

"What are you doing?" Xie Bi An once again drew back his arm.

"Is senior brother really angry with me?"

"Nonsense."

"Then why did you defend me?" Fan Wu She said with a wry smile.

"What I'm defending is master’s reputation." Xie Bi An said sternly, "Master has both virtue and prestige, and is admired in both the mortal and ghost realms. If this matter got out, won't it make Master ashamed of himself?"

Fan Wu She nodded his head.

Xie Bi An was furious: "You have no remorse at all. You are simply naughty."

When Fan Wu She saw that Xie Bi An was really angry, he took his hand and said in a small voice, "Senior brother, I know I'm wrong. I won't dare to do it again."

"When have you ever admitted your mistake? Do you dare to do it again?"

"This time, I really know I'm wrong." Fan Wu She got insatiable and rested his head against Xie Bi An’s shoulder. Seeing Wuya tonight made him feel sad. Without realizing it, he remembered many things from his previous life. At this moment, he missed being protected by his big brother more than the hatred that was engraved in his bones. Just like the way Xie Bi An had protected him just now.

Xie Bi An blinked his eyes. He eats soft but not hard*, and doesn't know when his junior brother seemed to have discovered this. He tried to push Fan Wu She away and said angrily, "Why are you clinging to me?"

"Senior brother, I'm so cold ah." Fan Wu She hugged Xie Bi An and sneezed, "The lake water is too cold." This sentence was actually true.

"You deserve it."

"I might have gotten a cold." Fan Wu She sniffled, "Don't you care about me?"

The tone of his voice was so coquettish that Xie Bi An couldn't handle it. He said reluctantly, "If you feel cold, you can go under the blanket and sweat a little."

"Then help me tuck in my blanket."

"I ..." Xie Bi An suddenly snapped back to his senses and said sternly, "Tonight you will ponder over yourself, and then no matter how Master punishes you, you will accept with grace. Understand?"

"Understood."

Xie Bi An turned around and left.

"Senior brother." Fan Wu She whispered, "Tuck me in my blanket."

Xie Bi An took a deep breath and tightened his fists, and finally stopped at the door and said stiffly, "Lie down on the bed."

Fan Wu She quickly took off his shoes and slipped under the covers.

Xie Bi An glanced at him, then bent down and tucked him in.

When Fan Wu She looked at Xie Bi An's earnest appearance, his eyes became distressed. When he was young, he did not sleep properly and liked to kick the covers off. Whenever it was cold, his big brother would tuck him in every night for fear that he would catch a cold.

During his ten years of wandering, he often dreamed of the good old days when the two of them were young, only to wake up and be stabbed by the cold and cruel reality. His heart tearing over and over again, hurting to the point of numbness.

He couldn't figure it out, he could never figure it out. Could it be that all the good things his big brother had done for him were all fake, but the sword that stabbed him and the mother who died before his eyes were all real?

It would be so much simpler to simply love someone, or to hate someone. To love and hate, is just protracted torture.

When Xie Bi An tucked it to his chest, he met with Fan Wu She’s eyes gazing at him. The emotions contained therein made him feel at a loss.

"Senior brother ..."

"Junior brother." Xie Bi An said calmly, "You are my junior brother for one day and for life. Senior brother disciplines and punishes you, but will never leave you alone. No matter what you have experienced in the past, now that you are Zhong Kui's disciple, whatever you do, you must do it straightforwardly and uprightly. Wherever you go, you must not disgrace your master. Do you understand?"

Fan Wu She was moved in his heart, "Senior brother, I will not let you down again." He understood how much Xie Bi An cared for Zhong Kui and was proud to be his disciple.

Xie Bi An rubbed Fan Wu She’s head and sighed softly, "Go to sleep." He was about to leave when he suddenly found the corner of a book under Fan Wu She’s pillow, which looked really familiar. Without thinking, he pulled it out.

It was the book that had been recommended by the owner of the book stall when they were in Shazhou, "The Treasure of Flower Tasting"!

"..."

"..."

Fan Wu She sat up, "Senior brother, I ..."

"Fan, Wu, She!" Xie Bi An flung the book out like he had caught hot coals and growled, "When did you buy it and what did you buy it for!?"

Fan Wu She blinked his eyes and pretended to say innocently, "I was curious."

Xie Bi An was angry, embarrassed and worried that Fan Wu She had "gone astray", so his heart was broken as a senior brother: "You, you get up, senior brother wants to talk to you." As he said that, he went to lift Fan Wu She's blanket.

Fan Wu She's hands went back to press it down, and the two of them tugged back and forth. The close proximity, the intense action, the inevitable flesh-on-flesh contact, the inevitable body scent, Fan Wu She only felt something rushing to his head. He could not bear it any longer and grabbed Xie Bi An's wrist, pulling him onto the bed with great strength.

Unprepared, Xie Bi An was dragged down into Fan Wu She’s arms.

The two handsome noses almost collided. Their eyes staring at each other at close range. The air around them heating up as if they only needed a little spark to start a fire.

Fan Wu She's chest puffed up and veins appeared on his forehead. The longer the longing was suppressed, when it exploded, it would be like a flood, and he was already on the verge of breaking the bank.

Xie Bi An was equally out of control. He tried desperately to stop himself from recalling that dream, but why did all the images and sounds, smells and sensations that came into his mind when he was cuddled up with his own junior brother come flooding back like a wave that he could not stop?!

He wasn't, he wasn't into men. It wasn't right. It was more wrong than wrong to think those unpleasant things about his own junior brother!

Xie Bi An was close to going crazy and struggled to get up.

However, Fan Wu She used brute force to hoist his waist, looking at him with obscure and deep eyes, hiding surprising greed.

"... Wu She." Xie Bi An suddenly felt hair standing all over his body. He looked like a prey being stalked by a wild beast.

"Senior brother." Fan Wu She chased after Xie Bi An's evasive gaze, not allowing him not to look at himself, then calmly and frankly flung out a shocking thunderbolt, "I want you to know that when I read that book, all I thought about was you."

Xie Bi An froze.

Fan Wu She smiled faintly, and his already charming hanging fox eyes became even more compelling at that moment. He pressed himself to Xie Bi An's ear and spoke in an airy tone, "Now my mind is also full of you." With the end of his voice, he gave a soft kiss on the already red ear.

Xie Bi An was struck by lightning and almost jumped up from Fan Wu She's body. His cheeks burst into redness, and he stared at Fan Wu She for quite a while in horror, before finally running away.

Fan Wu She looked at the wide open empty doorway. Desire building up in his eyes as he slowly ran the tip of his tongue over his own lips in an endless aftertaste.

 

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PS: I will be busy until next week Monday(?) as I have an upcoming presentation and report to hand in. May only upload one chapter per day.

 

eats soft but not hard*[吃软不吃硬]--- a metaphor for accepting gentle persuasion without being forced.

 

Edited on 7 Apr. 21 (Emzie)

 

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