Chapter 179

After Lan Chui Han left, it was almost dawn. The two of them were not sleepy at all, and they sat on the creaking pony stools and leaned against the stove to keep warm.

Xie Bi An added two pieces of dry firewood to the furnace. He stared at the dazzling orange fire and fell into deep thought. The only sound heard in the room was the sound of knocking and bursting.

After a long time, Fan Wu She got up, and when he sat back down again, he put a cup of hot tea in Xie Bi An's hand.

Xie Bi An held the cup of tea, took a sip, and smiled gently at Fan Wu She: "Isn’t this my tea? It tastes good."

"I was afraid your qiankun bag couldn't put anything anymore inside, so I carried some for you." Fan Wu She also tasted a mouthful, "It smells so good."

"I put some orchids in when roasted the tea, so it has its own fragrance. Official Lord Cui also loves the tea I grow." Speaking of Cui Jue, Xie Bi An's face was covered with a layer of light sorrow, "We’ve been away from the Underworld for a few days now. I wonder if Jiang Qu Lian has returned, and if he has discovered that someone has broken into his treasure trove, and that secret passage to hell."

"It's only a matter of time before he finds out, but we have no time to care about him, so don't get distracted now."

"Mm, you're right." Xie Bi An smiled again, "I always feel strange in my heart whenever I see Brother Lan now."

"Because of the memories from the dream?"

"Haha, yeah. I even overlapped Brother Lan's face with that child's ..." Xie Bi An was suddenly stunned, and some chilling thoughts came to his mind, "There is no record in the history books about Emperor Kong Hua's royal son, and he neither got married nor had a concubine, so where did he get a son?"

"An illegitimate son, I guess."

Because of the fear of retaliation by the remaining villains of the Wuyun Sect, Zong Zhong Ming's origin of birth had been well hidden by Zong Zi Heng, and in order for Zong Zhong Ming to have the option to recognize his ancestors when he became an adult, he was not included in the Zong Clan’s family history. In order to protect this child, Zong Zi Heng raised him in Wuji Palace without a name and status, yet he can have whatever he wanted. After the destruction of the Daming Zong Clan, he was able to start a new life without being implicated.

As for why Zong Zhong Ming did not recognize his ancestors and restore the Huaying Sect, Fan Wu She also did not know.

"No matter where this child came from, he should be important to Emperor Kong Hua, but why would I overlap Brother Lan's face on him? I initially thought it was still due to the influence of Yun Zhong Jun's illusion, but it's been a few months since I was struck by that illusion."

"Didn't Official Lord Cui also say that the effect of that illusion on the subconscious mind is immeasurable."

Xie Bi An was silent for a moment: "I was thinking, what if it is possible that Brother Lan really has something to do with the royal son of Emperor Kong Hua? For example, what if he is the same as me ..."

"Senior brother." Fan Wu She patted Xie Bi An's hand, "I know what you're thinking. If that's really the case, it can't be a coincidence, but who has that uncanny ability to even manipulate reincarnation? And what is the purpose of doing so? I guess, either you are still under the influence of the illusion, or Lan Chui Han is perhaps related to Zong Zhong Ming. This makes more sense, right?"

"Yes, you're right." Xie Bi An inexplicably sighed in relief.

"If you really take it to heart, next time when you see Lan Chui Han, you can try to take an indirect approach to ask him, but for now, it's better not to think nonsense."

Xie Bi An nodded: "The founder of Xianyue Pavilion, Brother Lan's grandfather, Hua Yuan Zhen Ren, has always been very mysterious. Few people knew his name or saw him before. After this is over, I will go and investigate a bit."

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During the few days they stayed at Ah Lü's house, they helped Ah Lü chop wood and cook during the day, and went to the Immortal Alliance’s camp and the outskirts of Chidi City to poke around after dark. After requesting to meet Yun Zhong Jun in Chidi City, no one knows what the two had said exactly, but the cultivators are spreading rumors, stating that Lan Chui Han refuted Qing Wu Zi. It seemed that they made a scheme of driving a wedge between the enemies.

Speaking of the scheme of driving a wedge between the enemies, there are many cultivators with evil intentions discussing enthusiastically about the female cultivators from Cangyu Sect, saying how Qi Meng Sheng used her beauty scheme to seduce Xu Zhi Nan, and if Chidi City is invaded, how would the female cultivators from Cangyu Sect be suitable for dual cultivation.

Most of these people come from the orthodox immortal sects. They were self-centered people who support themselves and scorn any practice that is not righteous. At this time they still showed this face, it’s really disgusting. When Xie Bi An thought that this heroic order gathered many cultivators with a selfish desire to get a cup of soup* from Cangyu Sect, he was worried about this battle, and he frowned frequently.

Fan Wu She said coldly: "Senior brother doesn't need to take it to heart. Many of the so-called righteous people are just a bunch of hypocritical and selfish scum. The core stealing demonic cultivator Lu Zhao Feng, who came from a clean family, joined the centuries-old immortal family Wuyun Sect, and ended up not only eating human cores by himself, but also turned the whole Wuyun Sect into a cult that eats human cores. Then think about Li Bu Yu and Zong Ming He, who are not dignified and claimed to be orthodox. In contrast, Cangyu Sect never adheres to the way of cultivation. Qi Meng Sheng openly wants to eat the Absolute Human Emperor. At least she’s frank enough. Compared to true villains, I am more disgusted by hypocrites."

Xie Bi An said heavily: "The human heart is unfathomable."

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At night, Fan Wu She, who had already bought a thick quilt, still wanted to squeeze in with Xie Bi An, and naturally, he did not neglect to get fresh with him using his hands, legs and mouth.

Xie Bi An, who was so dizzy from the kiss, grabbed Fan Wu She's hand that was probing downward and said in a whisper, "Stop playing, this is someone else's house."

"I don't like to be in someone else's house either, but it's so hard to hold it in every day." Fan Wu She opened his mouth and sucked Xie Bi An's red, soft and tender face. That soft flesh immediately slipped away, and he went to bite again, he was dodged by Xie Bi An's shrinking shoulders.

"Stop biting, what are you?" Xie Bi An chuckled and pushed him away, “Outrageous.”

"Doesn’t matter what I am. I just want to bite you." Fan Wu She took the opportunity to go around Xie Bi An's hand and grabbed his vital point.

Xie Bi An immediately gasped and struggled quietly, "Wu She, no, this wall is very thin."

"I cast a tranquilizing spell on them, and they are sleeping well."

"You already planned this in advance ah." Xie Bi An didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.

Fan Wu She said frankly, "Yeah."

He tugged at Xie Bi An's clothes, but Xie Bi An couldn't relax. Thinking that two children were sleeping across the wall, even kissing makes him feel guilty.

Fan Wu She did not force him, just that the fire of desire is difficult to quench, so he put both of their objects together, kneading and rubbing.

Xie Bi An lifted the quilt and covered the two of them from head to toe. Even though the desire to cover up makes it more conspicuous, it was as if he had stolen a secret area of a small world.

They kissed passionately under the dark in the quilt and stroked each other's desires with their hands. Their ears filled with the sound of the sticky watery of their lips and tongues and each other's rough panting. The temperature soared under the quilt. While the air grew thinner and thinner, all the blood in their bodies became concentrated on their lower halves. Their muffled brains made them even more drunk on the psychedelic dreams given by each other.

The quilt was tightly covered, but the outlines of the two bodies moving beneath it were enough to let one’s imagination roam.

Finally, they released in each other's hands.

Xie Bi An’s whole body became weak. He pressed himself against Fan Wu She's sweaty face and rubbed it gently like a well-fed cat.

Fan Wu She chuckled beside his ear, "Whose eyes are you trying to cover by covering this quilt?"

"There’s a god when you raise your head three feet." Xie Bi An gave a light hum, "Don't stain the eyes of the gods."

"But I'm going to suffocate to death."

"Then why don't you just lift it up?"

"The way you look right now, even the gods shouldn’t see."

Xie Bi An’s heartbeat became fast suddenly, and his breathing seemed to be more difficult. He hurriedly lifted the quilt. This hasty move was replaced by a burst of laughter from Fan Wu She.

After a few breaths of fresh air into his lungs, Xie Bi An’s brain finally cleared up a bit. He looked at Fan Wu She with his dark pupils and scolded him jokingly, "Such a silver tongue. Who did you learn it from?"

Fan Wu She smoothed the scattered hair in front of Xie Bi An’s forehead and gently tucked them behind his ears. Looking at his white jade face coated with a thin layer of red and a few fine sweat, he was like a hibiscus stained with the early spring morning dew, making people feel affection, appreciation and want to pick it. This person's look, the gods cannot see. No one can look. It only belongs to him.

Xie Bi An blushed even more by that focused gaze.

Suddenly, they felt the appearance of two deliberately released spiritual pressure around them at the same time.

Was it Lan Chui Han?

Xie Bi An climbed up and scrambled to arrange his scattered clothes.

The door creaked open and closed, and Xie Bi An panicked even more, but the more nervous he was, the more mistakes he made, and he couldn't even fasten the buttons while trembling.

"Don't move, I'll do it." Fan Wu She steadily took over, helped him get dressed and tied his belt, and intimately glanced at Xie Bi An, "If he saw it, you might as well admit it. I don’t mind." Even eager for it.

"Don't talk nonsense." Xie Bi An patted his face hard, trying to make the flush recede. And when he thought of the dim candlelight in the room where he can’t be seen clearly at all, he then relaxed a little bit.

Fan Wu She seemed to be deliberately trying to stall for time and got dressed slowly. Only after Xie Bi An had urged him twice did he finish dressing.

The two of them pushed the door open and saw two figures, one tall and one short, standing in front of the window. That man with a medium build and a goatee must be Huang Dao Zi's disciple --- Qing Wu Zi.

Lan Chui Han suspiciously looked at the two, wanting to say something but stopped. He felt that their two expressions had some strangeness that cannot be explained.

"Brother Lan, you're finally here." Xie Bi An said before he could speak.

Not waiting for Lan Chui Han to speak, Qing Wu Zi took the lead to arch his hand and said, "The two Immortal Impermanence, it's an honor to meet you at last.”

 

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a cup of soup*[一杯羹]---a portion of benefits

 

Edited on 14 May 21 (Emzie)

 

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